Thursday 28 July 2011

WHAT IS IT WITH PEOPLE? by C.A.Jones

What is it with people nowadays?  When I was young everyone went on the pill. We were not all promiscuous but neither were we stupid enough to think we'd never have sex.  It also ensured regular periods, less bad periods and floods. But mostly - NO BABIES!!!


Nowadays girls feel it makes them a slag to be on the pill. It doesn't. It makes you equal to men who don't get pregnant. An unwanted child is a misery to be. And even if the mother does love the child the father is usually nowhere in sight for unplanned children. So they grow up knowing they were an unplanned mistake. They have no male role models and only the ever emasculating tv and media to look to. No wonder everyone is so soft now.


And nowadays they don't stop at one. New boyfriend, new child, new break-up, new misery. It follows like b follows a. Children have many males in and out of their lives but no constant role models. Kids grow up and choose the wrong people themselves ad infinitum - ad nauseum.


And so it goes on. Our entire culture needs to get its finger out. We were getting somewhere before Murcoch bought our country and we can do it again. But you gotta get engaged with it. You can't take your eyes off these buggers for an instant, they'll shaft you.

Sunday 24 July 2011

KROKODIL by C.A.Jones 2011

In Soviet Russia drugs eat you! 


Savouring and developing
The shabby ritual deed;
Breathing through the mouth
As you anticipate your greed.

Iodine and lighter fuel
Industrial cleaning oil,
Cooking pans and vials, syringes,
Little stove to make it boil.

Its not the desamorphine
- A synthetic opiate -
But the shit you mix in with it, 
That eats you where you're sat.

With Krokodil your skin goes grey'
You get scales like crocodiles.
Then bits start falling off you
But you shoot up til you die.

NATO in trouble - English pravda.ru

NATO in trouble - English pravda.ru

Saturday 23 July 2011

Pets & Rented Accommodation.

Since losing my dogs due to homelessness several years ago, I have lived in rented accommodation. I have therefore kept hamsters instead of dogs as fewer landlords object to hamsters etc.


So our third hamster died a couple of weeks ago. A few days later m7 housemate and best friend, Dean, brought me a pair of baby hamsters. They were delightful. They ran about a lot for the first day and night then settled down to sleep.

Previous experience had taught that after the initial bedlam the hamsters will then sleep for a few days, and should be left to do so. That is what we did.

After about 36-48 hrs we thought we should be seeing something of them by now, so we proceeded to try and wake them up. First of all by banging gently on the cage and calling to them.  Nothing. 

Then we tried gently poking the bedding with a blunt stick. Nothing.

"Oh no!" I said, "They're not dead are they?" and we took the gage to the bathroom and stood it in the bath. Gingerly we took off the top part of the cage and started feeling for the baby hamsters. Nothing.

I started taking out the bedding and found the hamsters were not in the cage! 

We looked everywhere but the were long gone. We had seen them sleepily go to bed on Friday afternoon, and had gone down to the pub. We sat outside with our drinks and I noticed the landlady and her husband driving past and off towards our building.

We thought nothing of it and finished our drink. We popped in the offy for a couple of takeouts and went home. Hamsters made no sound. "Must be really sleeping," we thought.

Saturday passed in a flurry of activity and it then it was Sunday morning. No noise from the hamsters. I asked Dean if he'd seen them on the Saturday; he hadn't. Neither had I, hence the search and the discovery.

At first we stared blankly at the cage, it wasn't sinking in. I started to go through the bedding again. "They are not here!" said Dean. I stood up slowly and left the room. I sat at the table and tried to understand what could have happened. Well. obviously, someone had let them out. 

"Someone has been in here." I said to Dean as he came into the room. "Someone's been in and let the fucking hamsters out!" It didn't take long to reach a conclusion as to who.

There was no sign of forced entry. Whoever did it therefore had a key.  When we moved into the flat from the house on the High Street, our landlady brought the lock, which she said was new when we moved in, to this flat and swapped. I have a key, Dean has a key. And the Landlady has a key.

Nothing else was touched. The pc, the desktop, the digital radio, the guitar, the amp, the camera... not touched. Just the hamsters not in the cage but with the cage door shut. What burglar takes time to stop and try to pet a hamster? What sort of unauthorized intruder WOULD?

Who would think they could do that? Who would try to cover it up so they didn't get blamed. Who would think they had a 'right' to be there? Who would be able to come up with a good 'reason' for being in there, like "I smelled gas."? Who had a key?  Who used to be a social worker and managed to get sacked for being crap?

We came to the conclusion that our landlady must have done it. 

I asked her outright a day or so later but she denied it, of course. We now have a padlock on the cage and a new pet, a gerbil safely inside it.

Of course, as the landlady insists it wasn't her. I don't suppose a padlock will stop a creature who can walk through locked doors.

Saturday 16 July 2011

The Telegraph, News Corp, and the disintegration of Britain... by Dean Elvis James on Saturday, 16 July 2011 at 14:05

This is a piece just written by my band partner Dean. Too good not to publish, because I could not have put it better...


"Our country always prided itself on the low level of corruption in its public life. Can it still?", asks the conclusion of a leading article in the Daily Telegraph today. My reply on their comments thread was this:



No. It is shameful that is has come to this. But I'm afraid, it actually dates back to Margaret Thatcher. For all the good she is puported to have done - enough to warrant a statue in Parliament & talk of a state funeral as if she were Royalty - the very fact that she and this pernicious, lowest-common denominator, ruthless businessman were in bed together has led to a corruption of everything being British stood for. Page 3 & descent from the gutter to the sewer has eroded standards for nearly four decades. Richard Desmond, with his porn empire & vulgar ambitions to 'be' someone in the eyes of the Queen, for example, is the same type of person - charity donations ensure the 'meet & greet's he so craves - but the filth he peddles should leave even a halfwit in no doubt about his true nature & thus why he donates in the first place. Philanthropy is not just a non-issue with these folk, it has no place in their remit at all. They are greedy, selfish, social climbers, who will stop at nothing to achieve that aim; the type of person who sees others as objects to be toyed with, lied to, and exploited. But if you're rich enough, being a sociopath isn't merely tolerated - it is very well rewarded!

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