Wednesday, 24 June 2009

Guest Post: Glastonbury

Maybe he is just pissed off that he didn't get tickets and a former Lady Bear did, but TB hasn't been able to escape chatter about Glastonbury today. Yes the Boss is playing, and yes TB has wanted to see Brucie strut his stuff for a decade, but apparently there are other reasons to hate Glastonbury other than not having tickets.

Continuing
Liberal Vision
's crusade against Oxfam, their Director of Development Sara Scarlett explains why any libertarian should avoid this hub of statist evil:


Ok, I’ll admit it. Festivals that involve camping are generally not my thing. I woke up at the last one I went to with the stench of vomit so acute with sharp alcoholic top notes that I could not move without retching.

But I will gladly forsake hot showers and a comfortable bed and endure dodgy loos and questionable personal hygiene for a good dose of rock.

I love rock. I LOVE rock. I love my rock music like this child loves colouring:
Rock music is society’s release valve. Rock is for raw emoting, rock should be angry and sexual –and political. Rock has always been political.

Glastonbury officially describes itself as a “contemporary performing arts” festival rather than a rock festival which is just as well as in my humble opinion rock should be impulsively anarchist and anti-establishment in its expression. Glasto, in collaboration with Oxfam, instead promotes a very one-sided ideology, endorsing heavy increases in government and a program of bien pensant “ethical” guidelines.

How can an event thought of as a rock festival be even remotely anti-establishment when pushing for bigger government and an array of lifestyle rules? The festival is affiliated with an organisation that calls for more state, more establishment in spite of the plight that overbearing governments continue to inflict on the poorest people on the planet.

Overt anti-liberal ideas are everywhere at Glastonbury. A few years ago children were innocently ambling around wearing "Fair trade not free trade" t-shirts, seemingly turned into walking adverts OPPOSING the means by which 400 million people escaped poverty in China. Yet apparently this is not as good a means of beating poverty as quasi-hippyish middle class kids buying Fairtrade coffee. Fairtrade products are
promoted heavily
at Glastonbury, and in fact on the festival’s information page it clearly states that:

“All tea, coffee and sugar sold by traders must be fair-trade.”

That sounds like a diktat to me; yet this is little surprise, as Oxfam is a major shareholder in Fairtrade products, owning 10 per cent of the leading Fairtrade brand Cafedirect. Oxfam heavily promotes these products and rarely acknowledging this vested interest.

Oxfam is a massive multinational organisation, heavily funded by many governments. Oxfam GB was granted over £80m by governments in 2007 alone, an increase of 14 per cent on the previous year, while the EU increased its funding by 16 per cent.

It is therefore unsurprising that Oxfam lobbies for increased government aid - much of this aid money funds their organisations. And where aid goes straight to other governments, this is then often passed on to groups like Oxfam - assuming it doesn't instead get siphoned into Swiss bank accounts.

From 2002-2008 the “Left Field” tent was a feature of the festival and pushed extreme socialist ideals, rarely providing genuine debate but instead giving an open mic to the likes of George Galloway and Tony Benn. Although
discontinued in 2009
Geoff Martin, the man who has been responsible for running the tent at Glastonbury stated: “the Left Field idea, blending popular culture with social justice campaigning, will live on whatever happens.”

In league with Oxfam and run by a wealthy land-owning nepotist (who previously ran for parliament as a Labour candidate) Glasto is a place no self-respecting libertarian should be seen dead. Aside from the enforced socialist economics and heavy promotion of statist ideals it’s bad for rock. Glastonbury doesn’t want Anarchy in the UK, it wants the People’s Republic of the UK. And no amount of contrived mud-sliding photos should convince us otherwise.

Gordon Brown is a Liar



Attack ad 101 - slick, calm, powerful.

Guest Post - Do Labour Hate Meat?

TB deeply distrusts vegetarians and so does

Working Class Tory
it seems:

I know it sounds odd, but it's true. Whilst we Conservatives are working hard to attract the vote of the rural communities - to considerable success, judging by the local elections earlier this month - Labour are alienating farmers, and the ailing livestock industry... but not the livestock itself.

The Secretary of State for the Environment, Food and Rural Affairs is Hilary Benn - is a hardline vegetarian, who seems to be able to convert those around him to his anti-meat cause. In the reshuffle earlier this month, the new Minister for Food and Farming was Jim Fitzpatrick - another vegetarian. Understandably, the farmers of this country, already put under ridiculous financial strains by the recession, are fearful their concerns will fall on deaf ears.

It seems odd that the department tasked with the preservation and furthering of the meat industry is now half full, numerically, and dominated by veggies, especially given the Labour, and working class tradition of meat consumption. Whether it be those miners of years gone by eating their succulent Cornish pasties, those Northern mill-workers and their fantastic 'tater 'ash, or the Londoners gathering round for the finest foods Smithfield could offer, the working classes love meat.

So, as Labour may go down the tradition of knuckling down on the farm industry, enforced by the veggie-extremists, I shall keep my dinners full of the best the animal world can offer us, in solidarity with our farmers.

Tempted by a sandwich now. TB is having a busy day so if anyone out there has anything funny they want to get off their chest then do get in touch.

MacBroon! Beware McBride!

Blogging will be light today as TB is busy. That's two weeks now that aTory MP has directly asked the PM about his contact with Damian McBride. They must have something...

Has Brown now lied to the House twice?

Tuesday, 23 June 2009

Totty Watch

CF top totty Serene Richards has written a piece for the official party

Blue Blog
:
There has been a spate of posts recently by yoof members recently. Good idea.

People who give blogging a bad name...

Perez Hilton
really is a tool. His blog is bitchy and nasty and yet he is surprised that people don't like him. He responds in a mature and sophisticated style with this
video
:
Dude, if you call a rapper a "fag" don't be upset and cry when you get punched.

Quote of the Day

"As boastful as he is dishonest, Brown told a presumably smiling, nodding and drooling BBC interviewer that this is "the biggest ever reform of Parliament". Yeah, and this is the biggest ever fucking stable door we're closing. Where's the horse?"

A gem from

Constantly Furious.

TB's two cents:

Here is what got in The Standard:

PARLIAMENT has been at its lowest ebb for a century, but MPs on the
Government benches queued up to elect a Speaker for the sake of a cheap
shot at a blue team goaded by his enthusiasm for New Labour.
John Bercow is no “reformer” but one the worst of the expenses abusers. He
has paid back thousands that he avoided paying in capital gains tax, and he
topped the list of claimants of the Additional Costs Allowance in 2007-8
and 2006-7.

But then none of the candidates for the Speakership has a genuinely good
track record when both personal expenses and support for making the Commons
more transparent are considered. All had the opportunity to throw their
weight behind moves such as the Freedom of Information Act being applied to
MPs and measures that would require more scrutiny of their expenses. On the
four occasions they could have voted on these matters, however, none voted for them all.

The election of a new Speaker was a chance for MPs to show us that they
had understood the anger they have caused, and they have blown it. Now
Bercow has 10 months to pleasantly surprise the real reformers by leaving
behind his politicking in the tea rooms and starting to listen and talk to
the public instead.

The Fencepost Tortoise

While stitching up the hand of a 75 year old Devon farmer, who cut it on a gate whilst working cattle, the rural doctor struck up a conversation with the old man.

Eventually the topic got around to Gordon Brown and his appointment as Prime Minister.
"Well, you know," drawled the old farmer, "this Brown fellow is what they call a "fencepost tortoise".

Not being familiar with the term the doctor asked him what a "fencepost tortoise" was.
The old farmer said, "When you're driving along a country road and you come across a fence post with a tortoise balanced on top - that's called a fencepost tortoise."

The old farmer saw a puzzled look on the doctor's face, so he continued to explain, "You know he didn't get up there by himself, he definitely doesn't belong up there, he doesn't know what to do while he is up there and you just have to wonder what kind of idiot put him up there in the first place."

Tip of the Hat to the Silver Fox

New Speaker, New Danger

This is the much longer, angrier, uncut version of a letter TB just wrote for today's Standard:

In the "halfpint is half full" sort of way, TB is attempting to look for a positive side to the election of Bercow. Maybe there is a lesson here for everyone- ruthless ambition wins the day. Nice guys finish last. If at first you don't succeed, whore yourself to Harman. And to think Labour once had the audacity to describe Dave as a chameleon.

So ten years hard work has paid off of for the Member for Buckingham, little Johnny has got what he wanted. If there is one positive message to come out of this result but it's pretty long winded and fairly tenuous. The election of John Bercow perfectly encapsulates everything wrong with the Labour Party and is the undeniable proof that they are unfit for government. Parliament has been at its lowest ebb for a century and this election was a chance, a real chance, for the six hundred odd men and woman that we, for better or for worse, put our blind faith in to represent us. This was a chance to show the country that they understood the anger and rage that is out there. Instead the Labour Party, in true fashion, decided to play political games.

Bercow wasn't the best candidate, he isn't clean and he sure as hell isn't honest. Let it not be forgotten that he has paid thousands of pounds back that he avoided paying in capital gains tax, an offence that has cost the careers of fellow MPs such as Kitty Usher. Not only that but Bercow topped the list of claimers of the Second Home Allowance and is paid around £35k to serve as an advisor to a Cayman Island healthcare company. Everything that the House needed has been spat back in the face of the voters. Labour danced with the devil, have been charmed by a snake, and all for the sake of a cheap shot at the blue team. Thankfully Dave didn't give them any satisfaction. From the Commons gallery TB watched as he and Bercow exchanged words before the result and it was DC that did his classic Blair-just-quit-every-backbencher-get-up-now-or- there-will-be-hell-to-pay turn and wave the troops to stand trick. (Incidentally TB is fairly sure the MP elected Speaker was meant to be dragged to the Chair. Bercow was up there like a greyhound. He was dragging the draggers.)

The members of the Parliamentary Labour Party are not statesman, they clearly do not understand the House and the dignity required to sit in it. For what it's worth Bercow gave a better than expected speech and seemed to realise the challenges that now face him. Ignoring half the House was Martin’s downfall and TB hopes Bercow is a little smarter. He's still a slippery little turd polisher, but to be fair, he has reached the top of his chosen greasy pole and nothing, this side of an election, can be done about it. The anger will subside and everyone has to knuckle down and make the best of a bad situation.

Parliament is crying out for change and frankly the first thing required is a general election. The green benches are too full with crooks and thieves and liars, fitting that they would crown a king of troughers in these troubled times. Whatever he has said in the last few months, Bercow is no reformer. He has been one of the worst troughers and he has yet another serious change to under go. It can be done. Hell it must be done.

TB wishes the new Speaker the best of luck. He'll bloody need it.

Monday, 22 June 2009

Where's Wally?

Tip of the Hat to Disco Biscuit.

Quote of the Day:

"Yes, it is quite extraordinary to think that the Prime Minister can make the time and effort to telephone both Simon Cowell and Piers Morgan, the two judges on ITV's Britain's Got Talent, to check on the health of a TV show contestant, but he wouldn't contact families waiting to learn the fate of their sons kidnapped in Iraq. I'm not surprised though. They don't give a damn."

Graeme Moore

Pissheads for Labour

This just pinged into TB's inbox. At least someone still loves Gordon:



Don't know what this guy is smoking but it's messing with his head.

Sunday, 21 June 2009

Bertie

Bertie the cat hadn't too been well in the last few weeks and sadly he didn't make it through the weekend. TB was away and has come home to a very empty sofa. He was very old though, here he is a couple of years ago, doing what he did best - taking it very easy:

A legend of a cat.

All political careers end in failure...

...and occasionally

they can end
with jail-time:



TB hears that Devine's mobile is off.

Saturday, 20 June 2009

DJ For Change

So TB ventured out of his normal comfort zone last night for a friend's birthday and headed for a night out in Brixton. It wasn't quite what he was expecting, but it wasn't the strange combination of serious dance fans and wannabe "rah-vers" that stood out. Towards the end of the night TB clocked what one of the

DJs
was wearing:
Is that... no surely not. Let's have a closer look...
Is that one of the vintage CF Boris t-shirts?
Yep it has to be said that the detoxification of the Conservative Party brand is 100% complete when a DJ can wear a blatently Tory t-shirt in a Brixton club and not one mashed raver batted an eyelid.

Friday, 19 June 2009

Back in the morning...


Off to Brixton tonight
... Busy day afternoon tomorrow.

Scottish MPs to own.

Having spent four years in the northern wilderness, TB has been waiting a while to hit the London party scene again. He will be reporting back and as the story below from today's

Standard diary
shows, some of these reports might not necessarily surface here first:
The Little Blue Book will become a regular feature... If you want TB to come to your event, party, lash up etc then get in touch.

Pot, Kettle, Fat.

Bit rich for George Foulkes to be lecturing Alex Salmond about claiming for food isn't it? Foulkes has done another one of his cringe worthy video blogs today where he lays into the expenses claims by SNP leader Alex Salmond. Given the extremely dodgy connections Foulkes has to various outside interests and the fact he claims multiple salaries at the taxpayers expense, AND the fact that he was the only person that would go on TV to defend the disgraced Michael Martin, doesn't really give him a leg to stand on.

Watch the video
here
if you have nothing better to do and are in a particularly masochistic mood.

Galloway Backs Boris

Good spot by the
TYC
, it seems those CF taxi receipts went far...