So Russia is pointing their missiles at us again, police will be able to detain suspects for 90 days with no trial /little evidence, and Big Brother has started again…So to celebrate what is clearly the end of the world, lets all pop down to ‘DO’ at TAFOD, (Riverside Hotel, Cardiff) and dance away the last remaining moments of our wasted little lives.
Of course, the expected holocaust may be nothing more than sheer panic inducing paranoia from the popular press, but who would ever dream of such a thing? No. I think it’s obviously far safer to go to TAFOD, and enjoy an incredible evening of musical excitement the likes of which only the ancient Gods could have witnessed!!
In other BC related news…. your most loveable bunch of scrouts have landed themselves a slot at the Gawr Macs Festival up in Carmarthen on September 2nd. With the awesome Plan B headlining the Saturday main stage and The Magic Numbers on the Sunday, it should be pant wettingly moist shindig. SO again, HUZZAH for us!
And finally…Just a thought and I know I do tend to harp on about the weird and pervasive culture of paranoia that has been gripping the country ever since the government decided that they could get away with it, but today I heard that horrible report about parents being too scared to let their children play outside, until (in some cases) they’re at least 14 years old. Yep, FOURTEEN! It brings to mind a bit from Steptoe and Son, where they’re discussing an old pet of Albert’s (excuse any inaccuracies in the text, this is from memory)….
Albert: Loved that dog I did, Looked after him well n’all.
Harold: Looked after him? You were cruel to that dog. Years you kept him changed up in that yard.
Albert: And look what ‘appened when I did let him out, he got run over.
Harold: Of course ‘e did, he’d never seen a car before.
Now, obviously, I’m not suggesting people are chaining up their children (although this may not so bad with some of the little bastards), but by not letting children / interact / hurt themselves / get into some kind of bother they are breeding two types of people – Either extremely naive or extremely paranoid. Not healthy for a country that is fast marching towards inward segregation and paranoia as it is.
So as I alluded to, to begin with, the world is going to hell in a delightful wicker picnic basket and we’re all going with it…So why not cheer yourselves up with a night out at DO? You knew I’d get back to that at some point didn’t ya?
Bomb Culture - Making the world a better place by just being nice
Of course, the expected holocaust may be nothing more than sheer panic inducing paranoia from the popular press, but who would ever dream of such a thing? No. I think it’s obviously far safer to go to TAFOD, and enjoy an incredible evening of musical excitement the likes of which only the ancient Gods could have witnessed!!
In other BC related news…. your most loveable bunch of scrouts have landed themselves a slot at the Gawr Macs Festival up in Carmarthen on September 2nd. With the awesome Plan B headlining the Saturday main stage and The Magic Numbers on the Sunday, it should be pant wettingly moist shindig. SO again, HUZZAH for us!
And finally…Just a thought and I know I do tend to harp on about the weird and pervasive culture of paranoia that has been gripping the country ever since the government decided that they could get away with it, but today I heard that horrible report about parents being too scared to let their children play outside, until (in some cases) they’re at least 14 years old. Yep, FOURTEEN! It brings to mind a bit from Steptoe and Son, where they’re discussing an old pet of Albert’s (excuse any inaccuracies in the text, this is from memory)….
Albert: Loved that dog I did, Looked after him well n’all.
Harold: Looked after him? You were cruel to that dog. Years you kept him changed up in that yard.
Albert: And look what ‘appened when I did let him out, he got run over.
Harold: Of course ‘e did, he’d never seen a car before.
Now, obviously, I’m not suggesting people are chaining up their children (although this may not so bad with some of the little bastards), but by not letting children / interact / hurt themselves / get into some kind of bother they are breeding two types of people – Either extremely naive or extremely paranoid. Not healthy for a country that is fast marching towards inward segregation and paranoia as it is.
So as I alluded to, to begin with, the world is going to hell in a delightful wicker picnic basket and we’re all going with it…So why not cheer yourselves up with a night out at DO? You knew I’d get back to that at some point didn’t ya?
Bomb Culture - Making the world a better place by just being nice
1 comment:
i think this' do 'looks very good.
and children should all get proper jobs.
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