from poor. Apart from its oil, being 90 per cent desert has made it the world’s largest exporter of egg timers. They could now make a fortune from tourism. The beautiful coastline and Roman ruins make it ideal. Plus all the random weaponry would be ideal for men on stag weekends to rent for drunken camel shoots.
The campaign was a triumph for NATO, their in-house magazine praising the campaign of air strikes with the headline, ‘4 schools, 2 hospitals . . . but no weddings this time!’ The campaign does send a strong message to the remaining tyrants in the Middle East. Look what might happen if you drive too hard a bargain with our oil companies.
*I don’t really think this. Murderers (for good reasons) tend not to leave witnesses. The whole Batman story is just the revenge fantasy of a little boy dying in an alley.
It’s difficult to understand why Britain and other European countries can’t agree on anything. It’s as if they each speak a different language. Why is Europe such a big issue? The entire world is pretty much run by a network of banks so the whole question of Europe is largely about whether or not we want access to a slightly wider range of cheeses. One reason for its importance politically is that it’s a kind of last refuge of racism. Not a lot of those anti-Europeans want us to leave Europe so we can join Africa.
The other reason is that the City of London is essentially a big tax haven. We launder a lot of the world’s stolen loot here in Britain, and our politicians view Europe as regulation. The general attitude is that of a pirate ship being asked to sign up to regular health and safety inspections.
I’m in the happy position of hating both anti-Europeans and most of Europe. I remember that whole guilt trip at the time of the Greek bailout about how the Greeks had no work ethic, the Spanish didn’t work long enough hours, and they were all being bailed out by hard-working Germans. Have you been to Germany? It’s a fucking nightmare. Everybody works the whole time so they’re all stressed out and the smaller towns have almost nothing in them as nobody has any free time in which to do anything. The Greeks are being punished for attempting to lead some kind of life worth living while international finance tries to persuade them of the fun they could have as a work camp.
Cameron says the in/out referendum in 2017 will settle the ‘European question’ although it’s still to be decided whether there will be a third option of shaking it all about. But it all depends on the Tories being re-elected. So the chances of the referendum happening are about the same as Ireland building a space station. Besides, 2017 is years away. We don’t know what the world will be like then. Other than that we’ll be part of China and everyone from Morph to Optimus Prime will be a convicted nonce. Forty-three per cent of people would answer yes to ‘Do you think UK should remain a member of the EU?’ I suspect they could get nearer to 95 per cent just by subtly tweaking the question to ‘Have I not got any idea what this is really about?’
The problem is there’s no ‘control’ UK, in other words there’s not another country that wasn’t a member of the EU to compare things against – in the same way I don’t know how my life would have turned out if I’d not had a kid, as there’s no control Frankie. Sadly he died in 2006, on the rim of an erupting volcano in a knife fight with his nemesis, ‘control’ Phillip Schofield.
When people have no real choice you start to embrace the irrational. That’s why the very poor are often preyed on by mediums and spiritualists. And that’s exactly what voting for UKIP is, really: the sort of irrational decision we make when we’re powerless. UKIP are political tea-leaf readers encroaching on the territory of politicians engaged in a sophisticated long con operation, in the same way clairvoyants used to infringe on the swindle being worked by the Church.
But what a great year it’s been for Nigel Farage. After all that Olympic nonsense, it’s about time the St George’s Cross was reclaimed by arseholes. UKIP fielded so many candidates in local elections they had to admit they didn’t vet them. They got them like pub football clubs get a team on a Sunday morning – ‘Hello, have you got your own shorts? Right, you’re the candidate for Haverford West.’
A UKIP candidate was shown with a knife between his teeth and holding a Union flag. For one glorious minute I thought he’d killed Geri Halliwell. UKIP’s politics are a little vague but I think the main one is to take the trillions wasted on diversity officers and use the money to fund a time portal taking us back to 1972.
UKIP have pledged to get us out of Europe – which might be a bit tricky given where the country is. David Cameron’s been warned he has to take Nigel Farage seriously, a hard task given that he’s got a face like an indignant gecko. The likes of UKIP have some nostalgic view of a lost Britain of supportive communities. Sorry, bampots, but these communities still exist; it’s just that they’re Muslim and Sikh. Amusingly, Farage tried to escape from a gang of Scottish protestors by hiding in a pub. Which is like trying to hide from a lion by putting on a zebra costume.
Cameron called UKIP supporters ‘odd’. Which is a pretty fair description of anybody who thinks the Tories are too pro-Europe. UKIP candidate Geoffrey Clark’s manifesto says foetuses with Down’s syndrome should be aborted. There is an argument for the compulsory abortion of some foetuses but how on earth can you tell in the womb if a baby is going to grow up to be a UKIP candidate? As Geoffrey’s already in his late sixties, I’m sure he’ll allow himself a chuckle at the irony when his family smother him with a pillow so he’s no longer a burden on them.
After weeks of riots, Greece was burning. Troubling times, but it must have smelt gorgeous. Our rioters were criticised for stealing things rather than making political points; the Greeks burnt down Starbucks. I actually have more respect for our rioters coming away with more than pride and a travel mug. It’s sad to see the inventors of democracy doing so badly at it – it’s much like watching the English play football.
In their election, Greece had no clear winning party and was reluctant to form a coalition. It’s quite something when a country of homeless people setting fire to bins don’t want to make the same mistakes as the UK. The Greek parties say a coalition would be a tragedy. This is a country that defines tragedy as pulling out your eyes in exile after killing your father – the difference being that with our coalition you’d be expected to work through your blindness and set up a co-operative to bury your father.
I’ve always said that their outgoing prime minister Papademos wasn’t good with finances. Ever since 1993, when band-mate Pliers made off with all the royalties from their hit ‘Tease Me’. I’ll admit I’d no idea the Golden Dawn were a Greek neo-Nazi party. Especially as for the last five years that’s where I’ve been getting my lemon chicken and spring rolls from.
The £110 billion bailout to save Greece was called a failure hours after it was signed off. A sad day. Greece used to be a proud and progressive country, just 2,400 short years ago. The IMF are worried about economic growth – to be fair, it’s quite hard to go shopping when a balaclava-clad teenager has just thrown a petrol bomb through the menswear department.
Greece invented maths, democracy, homosexuality and philosophy. Then nothing for a long time. Now they just break plates. They’re like a genius who’s had a mental breakdown. I think a big problem is that one of their main industries is smoking under trees, while a feral cat scratches their chair leg. Everything there is now up for privatisation. I want to buy Lesbos because I’ve got an idea for a theme park. Of course, not everybody’s suffering in Greece; at least there are now a couple of teargas billionaires.
British tourists have slept with so many Greeks the whole country is now officially considered an ‘ex’. We’ve got a bunch of their stuff, they owe us money. And there’s more of our spunk in their sewers than in every sperm bank in the UK.
Angela Merkel was greeted by thousands of angry protesters when she