Review of the Year 2010 (part 3)

Concluding my personal review of the past year...

September :

The Labour leadership battle AND a Papal visit. My cup runneth over! The parable of Cain and Abel all over again in the gospel according to New Labour - or is it back to Old Labour? It's becoming rather hard to tell. The shock of it all was too much for me so I buggered off to Greece again for some more Metaxa therapy.

Having watched David Miliband commit political hari kiri (very gratifying), I was dismayed to see the deputy governor of the Bank of England talking out of his arse and still keeping is job. My piss bolier of the year was a geezer called Mr Bean telling us that we all ought to be spending more for the good of the country. Happy to oblige, mate - just give us our income back by raising the interest rates.

October :

A milestone month for me. To commemorate the Pope's rather unwelcome visit to the UK, I recorded a little number called the Ratshitter Rap which earned me the accolade of my first death threat and a nomination on 'Unforgiven' for being a blaspheming heretic after the post was picked up by the Catholic Herald. Great readership figures and proof positive that religious nutters have no sense of humour. I got my own back by nominating my detractors on '...is a cunt' as this seemed only fair!

Having had quite enough of that, I buggered off to the Pacific for a well earned rest...

November :

...returning in November. I got enough material from the very strange people I met and the even stranger bars I went drinking in to give me pretty much enough posts to keep me going until Christmas! This month also saw the launch of my Cunt of the Year Awards - although I suppose it was inevitable that no-one was ever going to beat the dreaded snot gobbler Brown. Maybe next year will be more competitive?

December :

Ah, the season of goodwill is upon us and herefore needs to be marked with a damn good riot. This was supposedly about tuition fees, but did coincide with the release of Gordon's new book which confirms for us irks that it was all someone else's fault and if we had only listened to him, then everything would have been alright. Well, it is the season of fairy tales I suppose and it would likely make a good pantomime.

Only time will tell what happens over the Wikileaks affair. It's certainly livened up the run up to Christmas!Will the CIA manage to screw Assange?  Will any of us still be able to speak our minds this time next year? Can the internet be censored? One thing is certain - they're certainly having a damned good try...

I hope you enjoyed the musical efforts I made and the posts I have put in in my first year. You have rewarded me with 25,000 hits for which I sincerely thank you. I will try to keep you entertained and informed for another year.

Have a great 2011 - enjoy it while you can as we have the crock of shit known as the Olympics to look forward to in 2012...

Review of the Year 2010 (part 3)

Concluding my personal review of the past year...

September :

The Labour leadership battle AND a Papal visit. My cup runneth over! The parable of Cain and Abel all over again in the gospel according to New Labour - or is it back to Old Labour? It's becoming rather hard to tell. The shock of it all was too much for me so I buggered off to Greece again for some more Metaxa therapy.

Having watched David Miliband commit political hari kiri (very gratifying), I was dismayed to see the deputy governor of the Bank of England talking out of his arse and still keeping is job. My piss bolier of the year was a geezer called Mr Bean telling us that we all ought to be spending more for the good of the country. Happy to oblige, mate - just give us our income back by raising the interest rates.

October :

A milestone month for me. To commemorate the Pope's rather unwelcome visit to the UK, I recorded a little number called the Ratshitter Rap which earned me the accolade of my first death threat and a nomination on 'Unforgiven' for being a blaspheming heretic after the post was picked up by the Catholic Herald. Great readership figures and proof positive that religious nutters have no sense of humour. I got my own back by nominating my detractors on '...is a cunt' as this seemed only fair!

Having had quite enough of that, I buggered off to the Pacific for a well earned rest...

November :

...returning in November. I got enough material from the very strange people I met and the even stranger bars I went drinking in to give me pretty much enough posts to keep me going until Christmas! This month also saw the launch of my Cunt of the Year Awards - although I suppose it was inevitable that no-one was ever going to beat the dreaded snot gobbler Brown. Maybe next year will be more competitive?

December :

Ah, the season of goodwill is upon us and herefore needs to be marked with a damn good riot. This was supposedly about tuition fees, but did coincide with the release of Gordon's new book which confirms for us irks that it was all someone else's fault and if we had only listened to him, then everything would have been alright. Well, it is the season of fairy tales I suppose and it would likely make a good pantomime.

Only time will tell what happens over the Wikileaks affair. It's certainly livened up the run up to Christmas!Will the CIA manage to screw Assange?  Will any of us still be able to speak our minds this time next year? Can the internet be censored? One thing is certain - they're certainly having a damned good try...

I hope you enjoyed the musical efforts I made and the posts I have put in in my first year. You have rewarded me with 25,000 hits for which I sincerely thank you. I will try to keep you entertained and informed for another year.

Have a great 2011 - enjoy it while you can as we have the crock of shit known as the Olympics to look forward to in 2012...

Review of the year 2010 (part 2)

Continuing my personal review of 2010 :

So who's going to get the top job, then? The cunt or the bastard?

May :

At last. The snot gobbling Gorgon is no more! I got myself an interesting little earner by staying up half the night at my local leisure centre and counting the votes. Actually I just wanted to make sure the bastard didn't sneek back in while no-one was looking. Looking back at the campaign, I think this might have been a defining moment when the internet in the UK really established itself as a credible outlet for serious - and not to serious - political debate. I certainly felt I was getting better at it, and rediscovered my musical side which I hope you all enjoyed listening to as much as I did making.

After all the excitement, I buggered off to Greece still not knowing who was PM. I missed all the drama, but the Metaxa tasted good...

June :

Things settled down in June for a good old fashioned English summer - namely loads of bloody sport! We were subjected once again to the sulking schoolkid antics of Andy Murray failing once more to win Wimbledon. But oh! the drama! And once we were over that, there was the bloody World Cup where our ex-manager - needless to say, a foreigner - took players with him who never even got a game! And you know what you can do with your vuvuzela!

And when that was all over, the government decided that the finances the Labour left them were even worse that expected so we'd need a good CRAP to sort it all out. "Things can only get better..."

And then I buggered off to the Lakes for a break, only to discover that the seat I was sat in outside the local pub was last occupied by a fellow shot indiscriminately by a madman with a shotgun called Derrick Bird.

July :

It's the silly season when nothing much happens, but this year was different, The Labour party were fighting over Gordon's vacant job, Harman was talking bollocks as usual, Cleggy was dropping a gooly by referring to the 'illegal iraq war', and everyone was arguing over spending cuts - which off course should only be applied to someone else and - it was conveniently forgotten - had been suggest by Labour as well!

But the big news was Raoul Moate. As if Bird was bad enough the month before, we had a another nutter with a gun running round. Sickeningly, some people thought he was a really good person which prompted a new blog 'Unforgiven' run by a mate of mine to redress the balance. It's worth a look...

August :

August saw the death of the speed camera, which I suspect didn't bring tears to many motorists' eyes. Also, students started getting arsey - a sign of things to come later - about the lack of University places mainly caused by our old friend Gordon again. And then of course there was the upcoming Papal visit. I got into a little hot water with my views on that one.

The final part of my review of the year tomorrow...

Review of the year 2010 (part 2)

Continuing my personal review of 2010 :

So who's going to get the top job, then? The cunt or the bastard?

May :

At last. The snot gobbling Gorgon is no more! I got myself an interesting little earner by staying up half the night at my local leisure centre and counting the votes. Actually I just wanted to make sure the bastard didn't sneek back in while no-one was looking. Looking back at the campaign, I think this might have been a defining moment when the internet in the UK really established itself as a credible outlet for serious - and not to serious - political debate. I certainly felt I was getting better at it, and rediscovered my musical side which I hope you all enjoyed listening to as much as I did making.

After all the excitement, I buggered off to Greece still not knowing who was PM. I missed all the drama, but the Metaxa tasted good...

June :

Things settled down in June for a good old fashioned English summer - namely loads of bloody sport! We were subjected once again to the sulking schoolkid antics of Andy Murray failing once more to win Wimbledon. But oh! the drama! And once we were over that, there was the bloody World Cup where our ex-manager - needless to say, a foreigner - took players with him who never even got a game! And you know what you can do with your vuvuzela!

And when that was all over, the government decided that the finances the Labour left them were even worse that expected so we'd need a good CRAP to sort it all out. "Things can only get better..."

And then I buggered off to the Lakes for a break, only to discover that the seat I was sat in outside the local pub was last occupied by a fellow shot indiscriminately by a madman with a shotgun called Derrick Bird.

July :

It's the silly season when nothing much happens, but this year was different, The Labour party were fighting over Gordon's vacant job, Harman was talking bollocks as usual, Cleggy was dropping a gooly by referring to the 'illegal iraq war', and everyone was arguing over spending cuts - which off course should only be applied to someone else and - it was conveniently forgotten - had been suggest by Labour as well!

But the big news was Raoul Moate. As if Bird was bad enough the month before, we had a another nutter with a gun running round. Sickeningly, some people thought he was a really good person which prompted a new blog 'Unforgiven' run by a mate of mine to redress the balance. It's worth a look...

August :

August saw the death of the speed camera, which I suspect didn't bring tears to many motorists' eyes. Also, students started getting arsey - a sign of things to come later - about the lack of University places mainly caused by our old friend Gordon again. And then of course there was the upcoming Papal visit. I got into a little hot water with my views on that one.

The final part of my review of the year tomorrow...

Review of the year 2010 (part 1)

As 2010 draws to a close, here's my personal look back at the events that shaped my last 12 months :

January :

On 12th January, a magnitude 7 earthquake hit Haiti, devastating Port-au-Prince. News that American missionaries were amongst the first people to bugger off home as soon as the airport re-opened made me so hopping mad, that I published my first post on the 19th.

And where are the poor people of Haiti now? Well, they're pretty much still in the shit - but at least the world has had time to forget about them. Gives you a nice warm feeling, doesn't it?

February :

Towards the end of the month, UK political scene was reverberating with the news that despite bollocksing up the economy and screwing just about everything, bankers were still paying themselves bloody great big bonuses. As usual, our toothless government led by the useless snot gobbler Brown didn't have a fucking clue how to deal with it! One wonders if the current government will do any better in 2011?

March :

It's budget time and the nation holds it's breath as Darling gives his last budget. Expected to be a giveaway in anticipation of the election that has to come soon, it turns out to be just another old chestnut from Old Labour. The usual taxes go up - booze, petrol and the like - and we get a new tax band just to prove that soaking the rich is still a traditional Labout sport. And of course there are the tax rises announced last time around which Labour hopes we will have forgotten about...

April :

Yes, there's going to be an election at the beginning of May! Looking at the runners and riders in this political donkey derby, it was hard to pick a winner from what looked to be a pretty lame pack. And the televised debates didn't exactly help - it just seemed that the right thing to do was to just agree with Nick in case of a hung parliament. It was an uninspiring campaign, livened up only by the biggest foot in the mouth moment for many a moon when Gordon called a life long supporter a bigot. The papers loved it! It was another Kinnock moment - and all the Labour high-up started jockeying into position to knife he bloke in the back at the earliest opportunity.

Even Blair turned out to put the knife in - by saying he supported him! That just about finished him off.

I loved the election campaign and really got into this blogging thing after a slow start. More stuff I liked tomorrow...

Review of the year 2010 (part 1)

As 2010 draws to a close, here's my personal look back at the events that shaped my last 12 months :

January :

On 12th January, a magnitude 7 earthquake hit Haiti, devastating Port-au-Prince. News that American missionaries were amongst the first people to bugger off home as soon as the airport re-opened made me so hopping mad, that I published my first post on the 19th.

And where are the poor people of Haiti now? Well, they're pretty much still in the shit - but at least the world has had time to forget about them. Gives you a nice warm feeling, doesn't it?

February :

Towards the end of the month, UK political scene was reverberating with the news that despite bollocksing up the economy and screwing just about everything, bankers were still paying themselves bloody great big bonuses. As usual, our toothless government led by the useless snot gobbler Brown didn't have a fucking clue how to deal with it! One wonders if the current government will do any better in 2011?

March :

It's budget time and the nation holds it's breath as Darling gives his last budget. Expected to be a giveaway in anticipation of the election that has to come soon, it turns out to be just another old chestnut from Old Labour. The usual taxes go up - booze, petrol and the like - and we get a new tax band just to prove that soaking the rich is still a traditional Labout sport. And of course there are the tax rises announced last time around which Labour hopes we will have forgotten about...

April :

Yes, there's going to be an election at the beginning of May! Looking at the runners and riders in this political donkey derby, it was hard to pick a winner from what looked to be a pretty lame pack. And the televised debates didn't exactly help - it just seemed that the right thing to do was to just agree with Nick in case of a hung parliament. It was an uninspiring campaign, livened up only by the biggest foot in the mouth moment for many a moon when Gordon called a life long supporter a bigot. The papers loved it! It was another Kinnock moment - and all the Labour high-up started jockeying into position to knife he bloke in the back at the earliest opportunity.

Even Blair turned out to put the knife in - by saying he supported him! That just about finished him off.

I loved the election campaign and really got into this blogging thing after a slow start. More stuff I liked tomorrow...