Wednesday, 21 October 2009

Rupert Murdoch Loves Nick Griffin.

“Them bloody immigrants, comin’ round ‘ear, taking our jobs…”—this must be one of the most overrated statements of recent times, even the surge of “your mum” jokes I heard in primary school had more integrity. With regards to the recent economic situation; the loss of jobs; cut backs in public services and all those other dreaded things, it is easy to pass the blame on to migrant workers—especially if you’re a racist clown. It is also easy for everyday people to draw these conclusions, especially when right-wing rags like The Sun are inconspicuously feeding this claptrap straight down our throats. When The Sun publishes an article regarding immigration, with a lack of intellectual analysis (essentially, these “articles” are a few paragraphs of spurious nonsense to do with immigration and its effects on our services), it does nothing but give our lovely right-wing British nutters more ammo for their ideological battle—in which they are slowly starting to establish themselves.

It’s as if the Sun and the rest of these red-top rags are singing along to the same tune as the BNP, in many cases—just in a more conniving manner. It is not difficult for a reader to take in these “points”, and then relate them to what organizations like the BNP are saying, thus apparently causing an uncontrollable urge for them to spurt out phrases like “them bloody immigrants should go home”, at any given instance. It’s boring, tedious and above all; ignorant. In my eyes, the right-wing media is bordering on the same level of responsibility for the damage of British political ideology as the BNP are. They are not representing the people that they proudly sell their papers to, instead they are representing a pure desire for profit-making, and as well as that they are indirectly causing other-wise good people to fall for the racist, xenophobic gobbledygook that the BNP preaches. By printing spurious, pseudo-political points in their articles, right after page 3 where they continue to degrade women to mere objects of male sexual-desire; they create a lovely, warped manifesto of treacherous right wing ideology that condemns the main political parties (rightly so in some instances, i.e. MP’s Expenses) as well as providing more fuel for the BNP’s stinky fire.

That bloody Rupert Murdoch, coming round ‘ear, ruining our ideologies! The dawn of the ignorance is upon us!

Tuesday, 20 October 2009

Scourge of The Charts! Vol 1

Somebody get me some tissue, and a good album. Why? Because I just looked at the iTunes chart (UK), it made me cry and feel like drowning myself. Here’s the top ten in all it’s… glory?
1. Cheryl Cole – Fight For This Love
2. Alexandra Burke (Fitting name) – Bad Boys
3. Chipmunk – Oopsy Daisy
4. Whitney Houston – Million Dollar Bill
5. Robbie Williams – Bodies
6. Jay-Z - Empire State Of Mind
7. Black Eyed Peas – I Got A Feeling
8. Young Soul Rebels – I Got Soul
9. Michael Bublé – Haven’t Met You Yet
10. Taio Cruz - Break Your Heart
So what’s the deal people? Why have you done this? Why have you allowed yourselves to download these songs?

Six musicians on that list are either directly or indirectly related to the X factor. Does that explain why they’re in the charts? Of course it bloody does.


Okay, my focus for the day:
Robbie Williams. Robbie Williams. Robert Williamson. ROBBIE WILLIAMS!?! No matter how many variations of his name I type, he persists as a thorn directly in my side; continuously jabbing for my attention, but I never looked round in the first place and I’m not about to start now.

Is this guy still around? I thought he had a mental breakdown and started chasing aliens? He did? He still does? Did the aliens probe any talent into him? No? Shame… Okay Bodies, where can I start? I suppose I could start by listening to it, but I feel like I don’t need to. Robbie Williams never had any talent, he wasn’t even talented while in Take That. Take That weren’t even talented. Someone wrote all their songs for them and now two people help Robbie write his. You’d think in his 12 years as a solo artist he’d have grown some fucking talent. Everyone I’ve spoken to about Robbie’s recent emergence from the mothership has said that they won’t pay any attention to him, obviously this is a small majority because people are still buying his records and listening to him whine and strain over the songs like a Martian being stomped on by a man in lead diving boots.

With all the shit in the charts I wish I could return to a time when the X factor wasn’t around to tell us what “good” music is and when artistic talent reigned over commercialism. Unfortunately I can’t return to those times because they never existed.

iTunes Top Ten Chart Grade For This Week:
F

Taken (2008)

Brian Mills wants to get close to his daughter, Kim. After a short visit to Kim’s birthday party, he goes home and parties with his old colleagues—one of them offers him a job. At the job, he protects a famous singer from an attack by fans. The next day Brian meets Kim and her mother. Kim needs daddy’s signature for a trip to Paris with her friend—Brian refuses. The next day Brian signs the form, and takes Kim to the airport. In Paris, Kim and her friend are greeted by an apparently charming Eastern-European who turns out to be a bad-guy who will later kidnap them for sex-trafficking purposes. Brian then goes to Paris to kick some ass and save his daughter.

Want to see everything that’s wrong with modern society condensed into 93 minutes? Look no further than Taken; this generic action flick will do that for you with no reluctance! Co-written by Luc Besson—creator of Léon—Taken degrades women and Eastern-Europeans alike!

Women are powerless in Taken; they are portrayed as unintelligent drones who must rely on men to save them from the evils of the world. Eastern-Europeans are generalised as criminals, and good people are portrayed as selfish-nutters who will kill 50 innocent civilians in order to save their daughters, disregarding any laws they may break. One question—what happened to Kim’s friend? Who cares? Kim was safe! Fuck the other girls.

This generic, predictable and prejudice piece of cinematic piffle highlights the selfish, bigoted nature of humankind with no shame, whatsoever. Oh well; there’s lots of shooting and stuff, that makes a film “good”, right?

No.

Film grade:

F

Here's a trailer--to see the film in all it's sub-standard, bigoted glory; rent it out (don't buy it, you wont want to keep it).


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