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Watching the BBC adjust to the consequences of the vote is extraordinary. Like a tanker attempting to navigate a hairpin bend.

The point at which the night goes whirly.

I am not a drinker, but when I do I have certain tipples I like. I like tequila when am on one with my friends. There is a point, a couple of shots in where you know that this is the shot that makes the night go whirly. That is the last point you will…

Copper bottomed cunts

A reminder of what was said yesterday as it was realised a war could not be sold. ”’“No 10 and the Foreign Office think Ed Miliband is a fucking cunt and a copper-bottomed shit. The French hate him now and he’s got no chance of building an alliance with the US Democratic Party,” When a…

Dear Co-op

I like your signs, I like the ethos you sell, I tried to open an account but you lost the forms, it was during that big influx of business as people transferred to you in protest and fear of the behaviour and instability of the too big to fail banks. I understand you need a…

The piece about a social network disjntegating

What twitter brought into the open was that largely our media is a social network. It is as common to say ‘I’ve got a deadline so I’ll just talk to my mates’, as it is impose a false left right binary on any issue. This bit in the Standard reads like one of those pieces.

Special Relationship reported missing, presumed dead

Originally posted on A Thousand Cuts:
[London] – The long heralded ‘Special Relationship’ between the United States and Britain was reported missing and presumed dead last night at the age of 67. Reports indicated that the relationship had disappeared somewhere in Westminster, and was believed to have fallen through deep fissures within the Conservative and…

Dear Jamie Oliver

You’d love where I live. On a Wednesday, Friday and Saturday we have a food market, with a fruit and veg stall, cheese stall, bacon and cold meats stall, and other delicious stuff, all very cheap. It’s cheaper for me not to use the supermarkets, I can buy what I need, only what I need…