Friday, December 22, 2006

Fight ! Fight !

Mirror, mirror on the wall - is Lembit or Sian the drunkest party animal of them all ?

More tasteless trash ? Try this.


Anonymous said...

These hypocrites really aggravate me. MP's are forever writing letters to UK immigration when one of their "constituents" is threatened with deportation. How can a failed asylum seeker who is not allowed to vote be entitled to representation by an MP? I hope the fools who voted for Opik realise what a self serving tosser he is.

Anonymous said...

Somewhat tangenital, but for me it is interesting to note the sheer revulsion we all feel at the fact that Opik has chosen to get jiggy with a Romanian gal. It all seems somehow icky and dity, more so than if he'd waltzed off into the sunset with Britteny Spears. And yet the Cheeky Girls differ from us only ethnically, not racially!

Based on this, I can't even imagine the horror we would evince at the idea of an interracial mating, if not for the constant stream of government propoganda telling us that 'if it feels good, do it'. Unless of course it happens to refer to some course of survival, which feels damned good to do, but is not only banned, but even the apologists for which are routinely thrown in jail.

Nor can I imagine the reaction of a young, white girl to having some stenching Hindustani force her to pleasure him. Quite apart from everything else - from his peculiar smells to his incomprehnsible speech - it must be like getting molested by an eunuch.

Anonymous said...

'The advantages of mass immigration are...the breaking up of a stiffling monoculture.' - Libcon JJR, but a sentiment no doubt echoed by many Kumbaya types.

"Stiffling monolculture"
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

"Liberating newcomer influence"
We are the Cheeky Girls,
We are the Cheeky Girls,
You are the Cheeky Boys,
You are the Cheeky Boys.

We are the Cheeky Girls,
We are the Cheeky Girls,
You are the Cheeky Boys,
You are the Cheeky Boys.

Cheeky, cheeky, cheeky.

Even as a sweaty adolescent kid, ever on the look out for any sort of liberation that might come my way, esp. if it included a lthsome lady, I rather preferred both the import and the style of one of the last expressions of organic Briish culture.

Anonymous said...

stifling monoculture

Yes I do find that in areas with a high concentration of mosques, women shrouded in black winding sheets, and junk on the pavements.........but then again that is inner city Bradford

Laban said...

Alex - I feel no revulsion other than that he's chosen the wrong one ! My point is simply that Lembit's move neatly parallels the nationwide replacement of ageing Brits with cheaper Eastern Europeans (and others of course).

And I like Hindustanis. My objection is to large numbers (by which I mean numbers sufficient to make a major - (15%+) impact on English demography) of any culture coming into the UK - because it's dangerous - and you only need to look at history or across the globe to see that.

I love the people of Northern Italy, enjoy holidaying there and mixing with them - but that doesn't mean to say I want the people of Milan and Turin to up sticks and come here.

Anonymous said...

Laban, I don't hate or despise or anything else Eastern euros or Indians or Chinese. I just feel revolted at the thought of having sex with them. It's against nature's order.

By the way, I would be equally disgusted at the thought of some fat Yank tourist forcing himself onto a Thai girl. All the races are different, not necessarely inferior or superior, I just - along with almost everyone else who lived prior to the gov't crackdown on moral limits - prefer my own.