Archive for October, 2006
Is it just me or…
October 16th, 2006 by rebellion
Is Karl

Becoming Mike Moore, more and more by the day?
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Hmmmm strong words.
Even My 3 month old Daughter Gets it
October 12th, 2006 by rebellion
I was chatting with my three month old Future First Female Prime Minister of a daughter the other day and we were discussing the news report that had just been announced.
“So Daddy, whats the go with this Kim Jong Il nutjob?? Is he for real or what?”? She opined.
“How do you mean?” was my reply.? Though I must admit that I was somewhat taken aback by the fact that my three month old daughter had suddenly decided to chat to me.? Notwithstanding my natural pride in the fact that it had happened.
“I mean, whats his deal?? Seriously though.? His people are starving, and he goes and builds a bloody nuke?” said FFFPM.
“I don’t think that is a good word for a little girl to be using, but I can see your point.? What I don’t understand is why we are helping him do it.”
She looked at me askance.? “What do you mean, Daddy?? How are we helping him do that?”
“Well, my little baby girl, the Australian Government has kindly supplied $800 Million in food aid to that god-forsaken regime.? So by providing this, it means that Kimmy Boy can go and rock his socks off with a nuke or two, firmly in the knowledge that somebody else will look after the kids at home.”
“Its like this.? You know how Daddy likes his pistols and rifles.? Well, imagine if just after he gets paid next month, he goes out and buys a Bushmaster Cannon.? You know how I have always wanted one.? Well, imagine if I go out and get one.? I won’t have any money left for food for my little girl.? So then the government steps in and gives you some food.? What have I learned?? That I can play with my guns, knowing that somebody else will be doing the responsibility thing for me.? I think next month I will need a few nuke tipped rounds.? But thats ok, because the Government will pony up the food that I should be buying for you.”
“But Daddy,”said FFFPM,” are you saying that the world should simply let them starve?? Isn’t that a mean and terribly inhumane thing to do?? All those poor people starving, simply because their Dear Leader decided that it was more important for him to have a nuclear weapon, than his people to have food to eat.”
“Baby Girl, sometimes the hardest lessons are the most rewarding. If nothing else, maybe his people might eventually learn what a monstrous evil they have in the boufanted one.”
Religion of Peace strikes again
October 11th, 2006 by rebellion
Those root causes are really to blame here.
Via Nick and Nora
Today is International Disadvantaged People’s Day.
October 9th, 2006 by rebellion
Please send a special message to a retarded friend, just as I am doing.
I don’t care if you lick windows, interfere with farm animals, occasionally shit yourself or even vote labor or the greens.
You hang in there Sunshine.
You’re just so damn special.
Oh What A Beautiful Morning…
October 9th, 2006 by rebellion
I’ve Got a Wonderful Feeling.
Everythings Going My Way
And another thing…
October 1st, 2006 by rebellion
One of my greatest pet hates, apartfrom particularly stupid people, is particularly stupid people who try to impose their particularly stupid ideas on to me.
It is something that often gets my wife and I into frank and forthright disputes.? She seems to be of the impression that I am being unreasonable if I were to turn up to a vegetarian’s house for a dinner party and expect them to have cooked me a big bloody steak.? Though, of course, were the positions reversed, I would have to cater for their peccidilloes.
My wife is forever concerned that I am unreasonable.? Personally I think that I am the most reasonable of men.? If I have to take in their dietary concerns, then I expect them to do the same for me.? I have to admit that I have been known to stop on the way to a friend’s house to buy a burger or two when I knew they were going through one of their supposed health kicks.? Funnily enough, it never became a problem.? Either they saw the logic of my argument, or I just had incredibly understanding friends.
Somehow, I doubt the word reasonable was an appelation often quoted in relation to myself.
The reason for this particular concern comes as a result of my sister inviting us for dinner tonight.? My anorexic sister is on another of her de-toxing episodes and as a result, I have been told by my ever loving wife that I shouldn’t take a bottle of wine.? Somehow, this advice does not seem to be too reasonable to me.? I am not detoxing, why should I weaken and devalue my own ideas and thoughts, just to accede to somebody else.
Were she to be truly reasonable, she would have thought of this and provided for it.? No doubt, as per usual, I will be the bad guy.? Oh well, I am getting used to the idea.
I don’t have all that much to say about myself
October 1st, 2006 by rebellion
It is routinely considered to be the hardest task. The first post of a blog. just to get the ball rolling, the dust cleared out and the unsuitable analogy concerning starting, started.
Assume of course, that should you actually start writing something at all even slightly meaningful, the assorted nutjobs from far and wide, will descend on you like the proverbial ton-o’-bricks, for daring to defend/dispute the prevailling paradigm.
So it is always safer to merely tread the boards. Not stray too far from the path of whichever riteousness that is considered the daily norm. Take the current debate / diatribe concerning Islam. Now were an observant, nay, observing student to pose the observation that Islam as a religion, bears closer resemblance in religiosity and moral values as a pack of soccer hooligans. The howls of protest would be unbearable. Equally so, the jihad placed upon my person and family, might make life a tad difficult.
This is of course, despite the daily evidence to prove the conclusion. Despite all of this, it is probably safer just to observe the irony that in order to dispute the Pope’s conclusion that Islam was breeding a culture of violence, Violence erupted in the wake of his comments.
Ah, sweet irony, it doesn’t just mean like metal anymore.