Why Does it Always Rain on Me
Well if I thought City's display on Thursday was crap, I don't know how I can describe the bottle-less show yesterday at the City of Manchester Stadium.One thing's for sure, we'll never become a 'top 4' club if we can't start achieving some consistency and string a significant run of victories together. We were second to every ball, we lacked fight, we lacked invention. We were bloody awful.
I guess the only consolation I can cling to is that it could be worse: I could be a Leeds fan.
Somehow I can't believe that 1 out of every 3 CDs sold is a pirate copy. But that fact was quoted when trying to justify the raison d'être behind the new copyright laws. If it is the case then I guess I can understand the need for some change, but what worries me is the wholesale effect the changes will have. It's ok the lawmakers saying that they are not after the ordinary music-lover who makes up compilation CDs - or copies CDs to play in the car, but the fact remains that the ordinary user is going to be criminalised every time they do such a thing.
I've said it before and I'll say it again: start investing in some decent A & R, get out there, see what's available that's genuinely talented and innovative and take a flaming risk! That way you may entice the bored-shitless-with-boy-bands-pop-idol-and-fame-academy-wannabees consumer back into your stores and shelling out for your product.
Well the weekend has resembled the weekends of yore with parties, pubs and pleasure back at the forefront.
Friday night Dearest stayed at home while myself, Eldest, Youngest and his Darlin' plus assorted others went round to an old work colleague's house for a surprise birthday party. Much drink and reminiscence. Everyone was amazed at my *enemy of lawlessness* escapade on Thursday night. The thing they had the most trouble with though was the fact that I caught the miscreant in the first place. I must admit, the longer I have had to consider this the more it amazes me too. All I can say is: I was like the wind. From a standing start to - oooh at least 50mph in 6 seconds - meant that the poor little bugger didn't stand a chance.
Others have commented that it was only because City had been poor and I was, consequently, in a foul mood that I chased him in the first place.
Personally I will admit to an intense dislike of pricks who find loud bangs entertaining. This is the natural outcome of having to listen to the damn things for the last 2 months or so.
Incidentally I spotted the defiler of the Queen's Mail sauntering down a street not far from the scene of crime two days later. Obviously his parents were determined to punish him for his deeds. They couldn't even be bothered to ground him for a few days.
So, Mr Howard thinks he's onto a winner with his
So we have a league of gentlemen who will be *advising* the Bela Lugosi Jnr of the Conservative Party. Yer 'avin' a larf aincha ? What advice are you going to give regarding the Euro ? "Ditch it for Christ's sake" demand Ian and William. "Embrace it and all that it represents", cries Ken - cigar aglow and hush puppies scuffed to dishevillment's doorstep. "Errrrrrrrmmmmm.....well....I'm not sure", proffers John helpfully.
Disaster waiting to happen. The first major policy decision that needs to be taken where the council disagree with MH, and the press will be all over it. Politics is an often childish, backstabbing, grudge-bearing profession. More and more it attracts "career-politicians" who wouldn't recognise honest employment if it cavorted naked in front of them wearing a dayglo sign proclaiming "honest employment". They'll be there, in the wings, observing, calculating, getting ready to back the horse they think is going to romp it. MH ain't the one. MH is the stop gap. I know that, you know that, everyone knows that.
I'm sorry, my blue-rinsed friends but you've just had a fabulous opportunity to regroup, decide on where you want to be in 10 year's time and appoint (and, indeed, anoint) the perfect leader to get you there but...........
Well, you thought you needed to *show a united front*, thinking that the electorate would be hooked. So you rushed it and got what you laughingly think of as a *unity* candidate. You'll not get away with that. The Labour Party didn't in the 80s and neither will you.
You see you have a fundamental problem and the funny thing is; each and every one of you know what it is.
Europe.
Michael knows, Ken knows, Iain knows, William knows and even John knows. So does the rest of the voting public. You need your Civil War. Just go and do it and, when you return - pro or anti - you might, just might, start providing us with a much-needed, viable opposition again.
This, quite frankly, is irresponsible. I couldn't give a toss whether you think gorillas are sweet, loving, darlings or not. Two publicity-hungry wastes of time risking the wellbeing of their 2 month old daughter. This from a family who advocate close contact between keepers and animals. A policy that would appear to have cost 5 keepers their lives at Aspinall's 2 zoo-parks over the past decade or two. His father was the racist, millionaire eccentric John Aspinall. A man who believed that the deaths of his keepers "just had to be accepted".
I've no doubt that gorillas are wonderful, family-orientated animals but, FFS, don't endanger your new-born to prove it.
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