Blogging, again?

I was going to upload a few weeks worth of blog entries. But I decided not to. I decided, instead, to re-write them all and combine them into one. And here it is, a collection of rantings based on what the BBC can throw at me before I leave to catch a suitably badly driven bus. It’s badly driven because it stops when there’s a fuckwit that wants picking up for college. Seriously, what the hell is with that?

I saw the news the other day and got somewhat uncomfortable. Not only was there a bloodless coup in Thailand (Which seems a bit odd and underhand to me, but then I’m just a paranoid maniac), but there was a small story about the spending of 25 billion pounds sterling on the trident nuclear submarines. Personally, I think that this is no bad thing, our nuclear deterrent is somewhat lacking, and could almost be considered a shambles in comparison to other countries, not just the United States. We, as a nation, cannot piggyback on the fear of the American army forever, we will have to cut loose eventually, and alone, we can barely keep a puddle ours without significant losses and complaints of treatment issues (Such as the reports that circulate every few months about treatment in the royal marines). Did anyone ever stop to wonder why soldiers are torn down and rebuilt in the Marines? Is it because the Marines as a division require the utmost obedience without question, the ability to follow orders and be as tough as possible? No, of course, no one did. That’s because people nowadays expect captured troops to be put through some mild discomfort and then sent on their merry way, because those people are stupid. A captured soldier would be put through much worse than anything that the Royal Marine training could put them through. However, back to the original point. The trident submarines. Fantastic, they’re being updated. You’ll never hear me argue with military systems getting the updates that they need to fight in the twenty first century. What I will complain about though, is some pansy fuck in purple saying the money should be spent saving children all over the world. Wait, what? Saving children from what? Children, as a definition are always in need of something. The world is over populated as it is, and a few dead children is no bad thing. You may read that and think “You heartless bastard!” but what would you do if you woke up to find some people meddling in your affairs again, and giving you even more work and even more children that will probably die before you, because they’re not tough enough to survive. It’s harsh, but survival of the fittest is the only way to progress. If that means spending 25 billion on nuclear submarines and not on some kids some where else, then so be it. I don’t think that the ‘help the world’ fuckwits will be happy until the world is all in the same level of poverty and disrepair as everywhere else. Things do need to be done, but not sacrificing our defence system. Yes, there is a ‘war against terror’ going on, and you can’t very well exact a nuclear strike on a terrorist. However, what the fucking numbskulls that use the ‘terrorist’ argument forget is, there is a future, and there will be another world war. You can’t fight a war with some children to saved, and some anti-terrorist units that are deployed in planes, you need a fully functional nuclear fleet with the strike capabilities to annihilate enemy targets by whatever means available. Waving the naughty finger of the UN doesn’t do shit, and never will do. Don’t go listening to NATO either, they’ll get you shot by bullets that they decided were dangerous. Don’t bother using British bullets anymore, because BAE are deciding that bullets are dangerous to the environment, and smoke from grenades is potentially harmful to those who inhale it. Heaven forbid that we want to kill/disable people with our weapons. Heaven forbid that we want to fire things mined out of the ground back into the ground. Fuck off, you anti-war fuckwits. You’ll probably all turn out to be pacifists and get bombed, good fucking riddance.

You want to save the children? Do it with your own money and time, not the British defence budget. Now piss off back to your candle light home full of children, and stop bothering world politics and defence with your unique stupidity.

A thought occurs, we are a democratic country, aren’t we. Who decided, then, that we should swallow the bullshit that is fired at us from the Police? I understand they are there to enforce the law, and do what is required to stop people breaking the law. It makes perfect sense, and I have no qualms with their purpose. What bugs the living shit out of me is the speed cameras. Why are they called ‘safety’ cameras? They don’t jump off their post and save people, they just take pictures of people breaking the law. So, why are they no longer called speed cameras. Surely they should be called speed cameras, and anyone who argues that they’re not compliant with human rights, or something of that nature, should be arrested for planning to break the law. It seems that the only people that complain about speed cameras are business men, people who speed and anyone who gets caught more that a few times without learning the lesson. If people complain, the Police should be authorised to issue a statement containing a version of “Shut the fuck up and stop breaking the law”. It’s not the police’s problem if you get caught by speed cameras, because you decided that you know better than the law. Just because it’s not got a police officer in it, doesn’t mean that it lacks the ability to enforce the law. It’s not a police state. It’s a state that requires you to abide by the law, and do what is asked by the government. Taking a leaf out of Australia’s book, if you don’t like it, get lost. It’s not this countries problem if you cannot handle the simple idea that you need to abide by the laws, it’s your own fault. I saw something else recently. A member of the public, an older gentleman, is taking a belief to court, because he believes that speed cameras breech human rights. The fuck do they. Your right to silence applies when you’re not breaking the fucking law. You break the law, you are a criminal. Just because you want to get out of a fine and some points on your dicking licence, you mentally retarded fuck. Get the point, you break the law you get caught and fined, it’s the way it works. Drive your faggoty car to another country and take all your shit with you, if this is how you want to treat the legal system in the UK. Fucking imbeciles.

I saw that Mr. Blair has announced his intended time to depart the labour camp. Fantastic. Twathead Brown is slated to replace him. Even better! Some aging mormonesque cunt taking the helm. He couldn’t inspire a group of three year olds to eat paint for fucks sake. How can anyone even begin to believe that he would make a good PM? Morons. The lot of them.

I got on the bus this morning. I saw something that disturbed me. Between changing albums on my iPod (I ended up going for The Ego Has Landed) I heard the chivvy girl in front of me, barely 16 she looks. She said, in a voice that could pierce the ears of someone in China, ‘look what I’ve got, ain’t I good’. Had she held up something worth it, then perhaps I could forgive her for shooting my calm. No, instead she held up an open box of Richmond Superkings. I am still trying to work out what I hate her for more, the idiocy regarding cigarettes and brandishing them like they make her cool, or the smell of make-up that is currently making me want to vomit blood all over her face. Sometimes I find myself wanting a bag of blood that is HIV positive.

I am not a bad person.

Too often.

I, unfortunately, sometimes hear the radio on the bus to college. It’s a problem I can’t seem to shake off. Sometimes, though, the thing does spout some news (read: bullshit). I heard today that that silly hooker of a woman, Paris Hilton, has been done for drunk driving. This made me happy. It also made me realise what a difference there is in news casting. The BBC probably don’t even know who Paris Hilton is, except that she’s famous for being an uninteresting spoiled white girl. This news of a drink driving incident, though, was spoken about as if a world leader had died. The news caster explained it without a shred of humour, and the presenters of the show seemed genuinely interested in it. The great unwashed want news about whores. The rest of us want news about the world and economics. The immigrants can’t read or understand much English, they just want a bed and free money.

I can’t even begin to understand this country sometimes. There should be a unit tasked to remove all the useless news from the airwaves, and if anyone complains, they can either read The Sun or be shot. I’d just shoot them on sight, but then, that wouldn’t be very democratic, would it. Absolutely have to give people a choice these days.