Comments on: Omar Bakri Beats The Drum For Paul McCartney In Israel

By: annie1

annie1 — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 13:54:37 +0000

Well you go to give to the Americans, they join in the hype, they shout and they sing - but politics are rarely taken seriously by the majority of the folk in the US.. Palins shoes and really and truly just her being there has created the distraction that they all want. We should be more like them - here in the UK we take politics far too seriously and the politicians themselves do not take is seriously enough. We can (in the words of the shoes) - do f**k all about anything that the politicians decide to sling at us, so why bother to worry or campaign or anything - just a waste of energy. If I hadnt seen the news, the words “credit crunch” would not have created a fear in me, and having summed up the true extent of it, I personally will be no better and no worse off for knowing that this crunch exists somewhere in the Country. The whole idea is to worry the pants off everyone, and then when it turns out to be a lot less bothersome than the politicians lead us to believe, we start to thank them for the outcome, and they gain credibility for leading us through the dire times, when really the dire times are just a hiccup. If anyone is finding it difficult to sell their house at the moment, blame it on the hype - there is really no crunch and if nobody had heard the news over the last few months, the housing market would still be boyant - FBI investigation about Lehmans? Why am I not surprised. They jumped on the bandwagon and so did the insurance company, in my opinion - and closer to home HBOS - all lining their own pockets because the government have given them a clear path by telling everyone that the crunch had arrive.

By: chenier

chenier — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 13:32:45 +0000

I know, but he was an inspiration to millions!

He couldn’t drum, he couldn’t sing, and he became a rock star…

God, he’s got a lot to answer for…

By: Desperate Dan

Desperate Dan — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 13:26:02 +0000

Paul McCartney said “let’s face it, Ringo wasn’t the best drummer in the world”.

To which wonderful John Lennon retorted “Ringo wasn’t the best drummer in the Beatles”.

By: chenier

chenier — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 15:23:40 +0000

No.

That sort of f*ck up produces booty in the shape of fulsome apologies and vouchers, which is why the b*stards never do it…

By: magnetite

magnetite — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 14:46:10 +0000

I always thought f**k me shoes were one six-inch red patent leather stiletto and one scuffed fawn orthopedic shoe, delivered in the same box from the mail order company - as in “F**k me, I’m never buying anything from these people again.”

By: magnetite

magnetite — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 14:43:13 +0000

Gaveyeard flowers=ghoulish and horrible. Roundabout flowers = poor man’s milk tray man. Especially if they are wrapped in the hastily peeled off reflective chevron coating of the curved signs.

By: June

June — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 14:39:17 +0000

I thought it was graveyard flowers….

By: dairy

dairy — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 14:38:02 +0000

…spot on, chenier !

By: magnetite

magnetite — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 14:36:32 +0000

The XY world, for me at least, is divided into men who think roundabout flowers (picked in the small hours in the wash of headlights and with the constant threat of discovery by unsympathetic peelers) are more romantic than the £60 bouquet their boss once got his secretary to buy for his other mistress (on the company credit card, of course).

Hopeless? Yes. Romantic? Possibly. Wanted by Interpol’s Parks and Civic Beautification arm? Ssssh…

By: chenier

chenier — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 10:30:46 +0000

The XY world is divided into guys who get f*ck me shoes and those who don’t.

The tricky bit is distinguishing between f*ck me shoes and don’t f*ck with me shoes; a mistake there can be exceedingly painful…

By: magnetite

magnetite — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 23:09:13 +0000

I see from the original post and the comments, chenier, that there is no little red ball on the end of your foil. I doff my cap.

By: magnetite

magnetite — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 23:00:44 +0000

I’m raising a glass of cheap Pinot Grigio. The ‘Pink Peony Selection’ apparently. Despite the lovely copperplate on the label, I think I’ll be keeping the rest of the bottle to clean my contact lenses with.

Also, what the f**k are f**k me shoes. Does ANY man know what they are, and if not, isn’t the point of wearing them lost on us?

By: chenier

chenier — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 22:43:14 +0000

Or, to be pedantic, her go-go boots.

I think I need a very strong drink…

By: chenier

chenier — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 22:41:08 +0000

For some reason that brings to mind the gentleman who strangled his sister for privately mourning on a day of public festivity, though I’m far from clear why.

Possibly because allegedly reputable newspapers can think of nothing better to discuss about the forthcoming election than Sarah Palin’s f*ck me shoes…

By: magnetite

magnetite — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 22:31:51 +0000

How did you hear about Magniette - my poor, dear (and somehow, bizarrely French) sister? She had a…a brain disorder. It wasn’t her fault, and no-one really missed those four double-glazing salesmen anyway. At least, not to my knowledge.

We don’t think about her much these days. To be honest, we didn’t even look back at her wan face at the window of the walled-up room in the old house as we left. Or leave her any food. Oops.

Oh, well. Water under the bridge. Unless she got out somehow, of course…

By: chenier

chenier — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 20:29:35 +0000

Ringo was the quiet one, wasn’t he?

By: Ringo

Ringo — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 19:34:04 +0000

Magniette - brilliant

By: chenier

chenier — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 10:18:47 +0000

You get bonus points for the wince factor, you Clever Trevor you; just as well, really, when you are dealing with Thomas the Tank Engine…

By: magnetite

magnetite — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 10:07:26 +0000

So…(and even I’m wincing at this)…Bakri is the Fatwah Controller?

By: chenier

chenier — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 10:01:30 +0000

Bit of a bummer, that one.

Obviously I wish them all well, and I’ve no complaints at all; times change, they said, and we have to change with them. No place for a craftsman anymore; it’s all automated nowadays….