You're viewing the archived site. This is a snapshot of the site as it existed up until April 2017. To view the live site click here.
Lord George Carey Makes Me A Tad Angry
Feb25

Lord George Carey Makes Me A Tad Angry

Knobhead Lord George Carey, former Archbishop of Canterbury, is so very desperate to ensure that only men and women (species: unspecified) should marry one another that he has taken to using the word “logic” in arguments. I know! A grown man so mentally-challenged with irrational thoughts he believes in pixies, unicorns, magic rainbows, the healing power of leprechauns, flying trees, clouds with eyes, monsters under the bed, or all-powerful and caring ghosts who wear dresses and never help ease any suffering when there’s important toast apparitions to attend (I forget exactly which brand of lunacy this prick lives his life by) has resorted to using words whose meanings he cannot possibly comprehend in a final attempt to… I have no idea what. Sell column inches in papers? No, it can’t be that because he’s a holy servant of Thor or something. Dominate people through disinformation and denigration? Yes, that sounds more like the sort of thing the church does. Referring to the comments made by Liberal Democrat MP Lynne Featherstone that society overwhelmingly wants everyone to have the right to marry whomever they want Lord Carey replied with: “Lynne’s logic implies the will of the people is sovereign.” What? Like in a democracy, you mean, you out-of-touch tosspot? Uncarey continued: “So let’s suppose that in 10 years’ time it is proposed that, as people are living in multiples of four, we may call that marriage also.” Yes. That’s precisely what it means. It means what the people want, the people get. Not the dicktastership you apparently want. Not your extra special interpretation of an irrelevant work of fiction by centuries-dead shepherds that amazingly coincides with your own over-compensating prejudices. Now, I’m not one who normally gets angry with fuckwits like the former archdickless since he rarely pops up on the radar – I’m saying you’re nothing George, nothing – but he used the “logic” word and that triggered a reflex action. “Logic” is our word, you great, stinking slice of scrotum. You don’t get to use that word. We use that word. Your arguments must remain firmly in the world of religious make-believe where you belong. If you want to refute Lynne Featherstone then damn well stick to using words and phrases you’re permitted to – by society – like “miracle”, “voices in the head”, “speaking to myself”, “Mumm-Ra”, and “turning semen into clotted cream”. Otherwise I get angry. And when I get angry I start writing horrible insults on my site you cunt-stuffed verucca...

Read More
Zhujiajiao – Water Town – Reprocessed
Feb25

Zhujiajiao – Water Town – Reprocessed

The weekend is where I get a chance to look back through some old photos and see if I can't get something better out of them this time around with some of the things I've learnt in the intervening years so this is a revisit to a photograph of Zhujiajiao on the outskirts of Shanghai from our honeymoon in November 2008. I generated some new exposures from the original shot and merged them HDR-style (hopefully not too over the top), then had a bit of play around with colours, vibrancy, and tones until I got something I wasn't too displeased with. Google+: View post on...

Read More
Picking Out Roses
Feb25

Picking Out Roses

A woman selecting from the wooden roses on the stall that's very nearly a permanent presence in the pedestrianised precinct (*) of Chichester. (*) Alliteration is free all day, every Saturday. Also: don't you just love it when between composing your post and pressing the Share button Google decides to log you out? I know I do. Google+: View post on...

Read More
Transvestite
Feb25

Transvestite

I was very happy to spot a transvestite walking through Chichester yesterday for a number of reasons: it's a pretty rare sight in these parts which makes someone who cross dresses a fantastic subject for photography; it's great to see someone who is confident enough to stand out and carry on with his/her normal life in what is still a borderline-abnormal way; it's heart-warming to be reminded just how mature our society is getting because almost nobody batted an eyelid at what might have been considered utterly shocking not so long ago. Almost nobody; obviously I and +Daniel Burrows batted a few eyelids (his shots here: https://plus.google.com/102770689390169159343/posts/WFpm4aoHEVr) but only from a photographic interest point-of-view. Now, I can't include this as part of the Hollywood Glamour sub-theme of today's #SaturdayStyle theme curated by +lynn langmade and +lane langmade (unless you imagine there's a bit of a Shirley Temple tribute taking place), but I will still submit it as part of the general +SaturdayStyle day. The shoes matched the dress and the wide, tight belt with trinkets hanging from it accentuated the female form; the cyan colour was probably a good choice too as it needed to be pale enough to not overload the necessarily heavy make-up; all-in-all, not too bad style-wise. Google+: View post on...

Read More
Reading In The Sunshine
Feb23

Reading In The Sunshine

A couple enjoying the warmth of the sun at lunchtime with a drink and a spot of reading. Google+: View post on...

Read More