Here we go, back to the Eton public school f(l)agging rules of Cameron, Blair and…fucking the new-boy public up the arse…

Here’s the ruse:
Start revoking decades of fought-for guarantees on employment rights (Italy), use and create anti-protest laws, anti-civil disobedience laws (google Spain’s new laws of anti-protest in the pipeline, to come soon at at guardia civil near you), then, using freefall government stockbroker policy to avoid investing in recyclables…

Make fear, oli-obligatory as…
Exxon, BP and Shell Oil money supports Wahhabi Saudi Arabian Royal sword executioners (et al) and the language of misery…with 10 year prison sentences plus 1000 lashes for simple civil rights blogging online, at 50 lashes per week (google it)…Wahhabi money goes into buying swords and guns for their Wahhabi Isis-sword mindfuckers, they spread the terror against dynastic Stalinist dictators and any other towel-head nutter in the Middle East… –

Then – and this is the brilliant part – millions of refugees enter Europe, pressure-cooking born psychos to come out of the woodwork, with ready-made syllogisms (google it), firing-off poisoned neurons in their tiny plebean arse-heads because they’ve heard and seen it’s ok to start wars wherever you can – because nobody can stop you, however much they disagree with drones, religious or remotely democratic bombing ones.

Leaving the planet to boil over in a feckless, reckless dash, hell for leather descent into Hades itself, while the vanguard spiritual elite consider how to discuss the implications online about the significance of language, mockery and a trickle-down wisdom-book effect from sincerely confronting one’s real or imagined enemies, fifth columnists, or fine weather fellows…at a distance, using humming not as personal empowerment (Osho ) but as a solace intovert-drug (proto legacy Sannyas).

Nice…
What can you do? Well, here’s a teeny tip from uncle Mart:

Just go back over my last few years of posts – you never know, I might have posted something on that blog-roll that might help voice and enjoy confronting a bit of that stuck-on-your-underpants-bottomless-chuddo carnist-crap ideology…

Or you might just enjoy the relief from sitting on the blog for years, whilst re-inventing fiddling while Rome burns.

Sad, terribly sad (NOT a mediatic news event in the Franco Society of the Spectacle – as Paritosh would have clearly known), just sad and very, very fucked-up from which one has to rise, is obliged to…

Thanks for trying, Osho…in your own way – it helped…me…

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-30673625

And thanks, Dave…Dave’s great -

David Cameron, that is!

Well, blow me down…It looks like I’ve managed to get your creative juices going. What a beautiful gift, PM, I think it is highly suitable as it describes the merging of two body parts which provide me with unlimited pleasure!

Words cannot describe my gratitude, which is such that I would like the moderator to use this beautiful name you have lovingly imparted, from NOW ON! (To the mod: I am being serious with this name change as I feel I can identify with it, but if it requires me to re-register, please forget that I mentioned it).

Yes, PM, I am indeed a pleb from the ‘lower orders’ (well, pond-life actually) and thankful for it. So you are spot on there!

There is one thing, however, which I feel I need to take issue with, and that is your omission of my Irish heritage! Furthermore, please do not forget that SD is also of Emerald Isle extraction!

Luz, a ‘Charlie’ cartoonist, said working on the issue was helping him and his colleagues:
“We’re getting by. We are having fewer nightmares. We are trying to put a magazine together and find some calm and inspiration, it’s not easy. We are down to a skeleton staff since last Wednesday, as you might have noticed, but we’ll try our best.”

Asked whether he was moved by the vast unity rally on Sunday, Luz said his favourite moment was when a pigeon defecated on the shoulder of the French president, François Hollande, as he addressed the team.

Martini, old son, get real, you’re not fit to tie Frank’s laces, let alone play in the same team, or even on the same pitch.

(* See Ashok’s last post, today, 6.23pm)

You’ve only got yourselves to blame. And the fact that you could well be both plebs from the lower orders.

Ooohh yes, PM, if it is an open invitation! I’ll sleep on it before I come up with something substantial. However, for the meantime let me see if you really mean what you say by offering a little additional tidbit to SD’s comment which went:
“God knows what non-English speakers would ever make of such outpourings!”

Having taught EFL, I think the poor little luvvies would probably think that Garbler Dick-tum was not up to the task required, and would therefore request a new teacher!

Sounds very noble to me, however, being a cynical shoite, I have always suspected that the name change had something with marketing, regardless of the official reasons put forward. Let’s face it, the name BS Rajneesh, was a bit whiffy after the ‘Ranch’ debacle!

When it comes to name changes, I am reminded of the demise of a vacuum cleaner given the model name ‘Nova’, some years ago. ‘Nova’ sounds exactly the same as ‘No va’ in Spanish, which can mean either ‘It does not go’ or ‘It does not work’, at the very least when used in relation to things.

Unsurprisingly, the ‘Nova’ flopped when released onto the Latin America market, and was quickly withdrawn!

Why are people so busy these days? If only they knew how to find the time to pause and relieve their itch.

I instead often find time to ignore you, as you yourself have been such a wonderful teacher in the ways of the Gallic ‘con-artiste’ or ‘artiste des cons’, paving the way for your comments du Snide, in your questing disguise as you feign concern or engagement in replies to your finger-fuelled self-enhancement.

You busy-bee, you.

Excellente et deficiente.

Tu es un proper Charlie.

Martyn´s freedom of speech is really bottomless.

For example, “The extent that Osho licked arse can be debated, the hypocrisy can be itemised, but he wasn’t an out and out cock-sucker…unlike Arun, who is cock-sucking as we speak.”

Has Martyn lost his nuts or has he got one, plus one extra?