Cardinal Keith O’Brien Makes Me A Tad Angry
I find it interesting that those who proclaim most loudly that they are men or women of peace and that they wish most to promote the loving (that’s the Orwellian definition of loving, of course) word of whichever one of the many sky fairies they pretend give them instructions are demonstrably the very same people who encourage the most hatred in the world. Another week and another religious figure crawls out from his bile-filled, nasty little shit-hole to stir up the ever-dwindling (awww! shame!) masses that pay him any attention, encouraging them to care about something that doesn’t affect them in any way at all. Clearly unhappy that Lord George Carey got in the news recently for wanting to dictate how others should live, this week it’s the turn of the Roman Catholic senior cock in Britain, Cardinal Keith O’Brien, to get his picture in print and the venomous cum that ejaculates from his mouth sprayed as far and wide as possible. Oh! What a surprise! A complete tool in a religious organisation wants to impose his will on the majority of people who couldn’t give two fucks about him! What’s that you say? Marriage should be between a man and woman only and government shouldn’t be able to change that just because most people want it? Strange, because it never used to be between just a man and a woman but – and this is interesting – because men and women wanted to do it, and because the greedy, religious pricks saw an opportunity to charge them some money to let them do it in churches (the holy coin is a most powerful deity indeed), things changed. You couldn’t possibly explain this to a dimwitted abortion like Cardinal Keith O’Brien, though, because it involves actual facts and doesn’t tie up with his own probable overcompensating nature when it comes to anything that involves men and other men. When it comes to religious people I’m not a very tolerant person – perhaps the one thing, ironically, that I have in common with those who have chosen to follow the path of stupid – and this is a country and these are times in definite need of a good, old-fashioned, religious purge just like in olden times. I’m not saying we should destroy the churches, but I do think they would make great pubs. And I’m not saying we should execute the priests, but reality TV is looking for the next big thing. I just want them all gone, though. They want to spread hatred to their followers but it always seems to affect me and I’ve got plenty of...
Princess
It's the weekend which means I get some time to go back through some old photos and try out some new processing on them. I'm also going to submit this for #SaturdayStyle / #SAS curated by +lynn langmade and +lane langmade even though it doesn't technically fall within the scope of "fashion, design/décor, architecture, or art/photography" of the theme for three reasons: 1) I'm a rebel who doesn't abide by the rules (in my mind),2) Lynn and Lane are forgiving sorts (also, possibly, in my mind),3) It does represent style to me (now that one's true). This is the way to holiday (or vacation if you're American (but I'm not so it's still holiday)) in style: cruising. Every other day a new sight in some distant land interspersed with luxurious and relaxing days on the sea; swimming pools; live entertainment every evening; restaurant dining; formal nights; dancing (okay: not dancing) in clubs with ocean views; maids who tidy up your room ten times a day (yeah, what's that about?) and leave chocolates! This shot is from our honeymoon in 2008 aboard the Diamond Princess, cruising around the South China Sea and stopping at China, Japan, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Vietnam, Singapore, and Thailand. It was such a fantastic experience that, given a choice, we will always pick a cruise again for a holiday over anything else. In fact, since next year will be our fifth wedding anniversary we've already got funds set aside for our next big, stylish break, this time – hopefully – cruising around South America. Processing-wise, I've extended the tonal range of this shot, oomphed (note: may not be an actual verb) up the vibrancy a bit, and then hard-light blended an urban acid-treated copy over the top to accentuate the blues. Google+: View post on...
The Temple Of Heaven
For #SacredSunday curated by +Bill Wood, +Manfred Berndtgen, and +Charles Lupica. Yet another revisit and reprocessing of a photo taken in 2008, this one being from Beijing's incredible Temple of Heaven, one of the most incredible places I've ever visited thanks to all the people taking part in all their fantastic activities: line dancing, chess, ballroom dancing, tai chi, water painting, etc. Just looking at the photos from there this morning I can see dozens of pictures I never processed at the time (well, I did take a lot, it turns out) and dozens of others – like this one – that I absolutely have to go back and reprocess at some time to bring out something new. Google+: View post on...
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...
Street Corner, Beijing, 2008
Another shot that I never processed or uploaded anywhere, taken in Beijing, November 2008 on the old Canon EOS 350D. I do wonder why I never bothered to do anything with this before since I look at it now and think: yes, that's my sort of shot; it's got people doing peopley things and there's plenty of interest (well, to me at least) everywhere; crossed arms man, handbag-holding man, mobile phone guys, seated girls, Nike shoes, Adidas tops and sweatbands… I've only completed looking through one day of the honeymoon photos so far; can't wait to see what else I overlooked. Google+: View post on...
Woman, Shadows, Beijing, 2008
Just having a nose through some old folders this morning – specifically those around our honeymoon in November of 2008 in Asia – and I discovered that there are dozens and dozens of photos that I took but never decided to process or upload, this being one of them. Of course, I was younger and more inexperienced around photography then and probably thought that this photo of an old Chinese woman sitting on a stone plinth was no good as you couldn't see her face thanks to the shadows; now, this photo appeals to me so much more. Weird how attitudes to aesthetics changes over time. What I would have given to not have that car in the background but c'est la vie and there's no use moaning about it now. Submitted for #ShadowsOnSunday curated by +André Roßbach and +Daniel Graupner. Google+: View post on...
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