& before this mornings Alka Seltzar kick in...
Notwithstanding John Holland’s admittedly well founded assertions about your humble correspondent’s manhood (see posts passim) some of the abuse & miscellaneous vitriol that passes this way leaves me at times a little mystified. OK, so my train of thought has generally been cancelled because of overrunning engineering works & there is a replacement bus service in operation, the grammar isn’t much cop & the spelling is at times pretty woeful – but to vilify me simply because I kill wildlife without hesitation or remorse seems in to be a vainglorious attempt to deny the food chain. However I have a lingering suspicion that the overwhelming majority of these numpties are probably the sort of people whose lips move when they read Deidre’s Photo Case Book. Or Welsh.
As the saying goes, a gentleman is never unintentionally rude (at least when sober) & I am starting to come to the conclusion that my prodigious consumption of excisable liquors might not altogether help matters or my equanimity ... or my bank balance. However the upside of regularly waking to hangover of positively biblical proportions is that with a little luck & a half decent internet connection, the night before I might just have posted something through a haze of single malt that has reduced some Guardian reading liberal in North London to the electronic equivalent of thick green crayon. Indeed all of those hours spent burning the midnight oil trying desperately not to finish a sentence with a preposition are so worthwhile if just one member of Greenpeace can be reduced to choking on its lentil broth at the very notion of my latest intemperate ramblings
Of course as a regular perpetrator of thought crimes & a staunch advocate of the recycling large swathes of the population as human landfill it is probably only a matter of time before I receive the six o’clock knock from our increasingly emasculated & painfully politically correct police & incarcerated in a some faceless Nu Labour Re-education Centre somewhere ghastly ... like the West Midlands. Sentenced to read the Gospel according to Polly Whiniebee & watch re-runs of Big Brother because if ever there was a graphic metaphor for how My Little Toni & Comrade Brown have systematically set about dumbing down once Great Britain there it is, I have little doubt that harbouring reasonably robust views on individual responsibility & personal freedoms will lead to a lengthy if not indeterminate sentence
However time will pass quickly if from time to time just one fat ankled underage single mother who feeds microwave pizza & oven chips to their snotty nosed repeat offending feral offspring stumbles across these dusty rants & gets upset instead of just being economically inactive. So much the better if she has ginger hair. No doubt her publically funded lawyer will go to great lengths to explain to the court exactly how much trauma Chantelle has suffered which is why she is now suing me for hundreds of millions of pounds because Liberals (who are anything but liberal) can’t resist telling us what to say do & think. You can’t smoke, can’t drink or own a 4x4 anymore: but if against all odds & despite the burden of red tape that business now labours under you actually make any money, they want to tax it off you so that it can be given by the skip load to the Porridge wogs
Pah!
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Mr Free Market,
It is a known fact that most of
these anti-hunting clowns eat
meat, fish, or fowl. Where do
they think their Big Macs come
from? Knowing what I do of feed
lots and slaughter houses, if I
were an animal I would welcome
a bullet's quick death. But you
can't talk of reality with GFW's and liberals...
Posted by: BushRat | October 8, 2009 8:11 AM
The sad thing for the greenies to face is that you are being far more ecologically sound than they are.
Their healthy lifestyles are incredibly selfish and portend doom in a resource competitive world
I currently look at smoking and drinking in quantity as a biological imperative and have made the following observations:
- living too long will overburden next generations and the planet,
- living too long without cigarettes and alcohol seems too dreadful to face
- By smoking/drinking lots it should be quick or at least advance very quickly
if enough of us do this,
- the human race can evolve to handle the fags and booze better!
So the next time you see a tree hugger ask him what he is doing personally to ensure he doesn't put effing Gaia out of balance - Dignitas or 20 Marlboro lights?
Posted by: SBP | October 8, 2009 9:40 AM
"recycling large swathes of the population as human landfill"
Soylent green is made from people!
Posted by: Conrad | October 8, 2009 11:14 AM
Latter day liberals worship libertine principles NOT liberterian.I think we should all shout the meaning of Liberal and make millions homeless
Posted by: chris Edwards | October 8, 2009 12:15 PM
We eat steak here at Chez Engineer at least once a month.
We eat chopped steak at least once a month.
We eat pork chops, roasts and poultry, fish and lamb also.
We have a garden.
Feh on the vermin. I have deer that graze in my back yard. Unfortunately, I also live in a subdivision that frowns on the discharging of a firearm unless you are taking out a perp.
I would need a hunting license to get the deer, even though this is Georgia and my neighbors would not turn us in if we bagged one.
They eat my produce, but because my acreage isn't the size of a farm, I just can't off them. I have to get the &%#@@ license.
Posted by: Cricket | October 8, 2009 1:29 PM
"Porridge wog" - that's the first time I've ever seen that in writing!
A fantastic term guaranteed to upset both Trevor Phillips and Alex Salmond all in one go!
If you add "one eyed" to the beginning you could also get that twat Brown frothing and spluttering at the mouth!
Top marks - Keep up the good work.
Posted by: MovingRight | October 8, 2009 2:45 PM
Oh gawd. Anywhere but the West Midlands. Surrender now.
Or you can just carry on, and damn the torpedoes.
Which, I suspect, will be the Order Of The Day.
Posted by: Kim du Toit | October 8, 2009 8:59 PM
My dear chap you'r "going off on one" as the pupils in my charge would have it. Now your older you need to take easy or you will do yourself a damage.
You at a loose end on the 7th Nov? The Ghostrifle has a cunning plan.
Posted by: Ghostrifle | October 8, 2009 10:23 PM
Ghostrifle - Sadly I shall be driving back from Scotland that day, but always pleased you hear of cunning plans
Posted by: Mr Free Market | October 8, 2009 11:06 PM