Friday, 9 October 2009

er how about cheering up a little bit



wHY is everyone so God damn miserable all the bloody time?! i cant drive around the corner without being flashed/ tooted, or getting hurled abuse at by some sort of driver and/or pedestrian oh lets not exclude cyclists either. No lady this is a road not a pavement so remove the scowl and try crossing when its a green man, no mr angry driver i didn't cut you up, when you have to speed to close a gap i think you'll find that the rapid decrease in speed you have to make is your own fault, no mr cyclist your in the wrong as cars don't drive in and out of lorries so sorry i didn't see you until you were nearly on my bonnet when i drove forward in a lane with congested traffic and you cycled across the road the wrong way, how about learning to cycle properly, no, i didn't open my door at the wrong time, i think you'll find that your little girl wasn't looking where she was going, people who are vertically challenged can not be seen in car mirrors of a certain height, and why was she cycling on the pavement anyway, and why weren't you keeping an eye on her and making sure she doesn't cycle next to all the parked cars where at some point a driver is bound to get out. She wasn't hurt, you got your apology so how about cheering up a little hey (also refer to my blog below)! Mr driver calm down i'm indicating, there's no where for you to go anyway and obviously a space of which i am just about to reverse into on my right, dont flash me you idiot, just calm down take some deep breaths, relax take a break or a kitkat if you'd prefer and try cheering up a little bit.

wHY is everyone so God damn miserable all the bloody time?

Thursday, 8 October 2009

children are for life not just for christmas.


Look what i found abandonned on the seafront, a sorry sight indeed.

Leaving a child alone in these winter (or autumn as i'm constantly corrected upon) months is most definitely a faux pas, this isn't 18th century France for gods sake. You could have at least had the courtesy to leave him/her (i cant quite decide-perhaps a mix of both) with an outfit of some description, a knitted jumper, some sort of neckerchief, some basic pants would be sufficient or just some bloody socks.

And don't push your child in a pram/push chair/ buggy across a busy road if there's no zebra crossing.

Parents should take better care of their children.




a brief introduction




RANTING will happen quite a lot here.

Please read the following at your own discretion for a true and literal sense of what it means "to Rant."



//To suddenly give a long speech that usually results in rambling and repeating of nonsence.


//When someone is pissed about something and they rabmle on about it.



OR which i find particularly interesting



7.

RANT



The Poor White Persons version of RAP, in the sense that it a specific kind of spoken or written format, blending artistic expression, personal experience and politic protest and is usually written for an audience of peers in mind. Like RAP, it is an angry but non-violent form of political expression. Punk Music is to Ranting as Rap Music is to Rapping. Today, poor whites, perform Rants in pubs, pod-casts and on the Internet.


Anger is usually the fuel that oppressed people use to organize and fight for social and political change. Since Rich Whites don't want change, they have re-defined the tradition of Ranting into something that is done by crazy, unstable people, used to incite violence the same way they have positioned, re-defineded and/or reacted to RAP and Rap Music.


Historically, in Old Europe, Rich Whites encouraged Poor Whites to physically fight each other, Boxing, and outlawed Ranting in many cities and countries. Ranting like Rapping, is considered more dangerous then Boxing to the White Power Structure, because it encourages poor people to become personally and actively politically engaged and to collectively direct their anger outwards in organized political action rather then inwards, towards each other.



Really thank you urbandictionary.com