Not that I was glued to the radio or tv coverage of 'Lizbet's Family Service thingummy but did happen upon a couple of news bulletins. Apart from our glorious constitutional monarch's god-awful hat and obvious discomfort I did enjoy that choice snippet of the Queen of Tarts' little laddies during the service. Surely the clips were picked (rotflol) on purpose to include that dark, curly-haired minor royal picking his nose just behind them? A top pick but with a mystery... Where did he dispose of the offending mucoid accumulation? A tricky problem. Wonder If I can find a video of the incident. Wonder if I can be arsed.
Have virtually given up on the old goggle-box of late but caught a few royal bits on Radio4 and one on tv. I have to say that they did nothing to enhance the old bird or her clan, in fact my opinion has rather declined. Having said that I'm buggered if I'd want to be one or that it would serve any purpose to get rid of them. I certainly can't see that a president would be an improvement; more likely to be an impediment I should think.
St George's Day? Didn't hear an awful lot about it this year. Recent years there seemed a fair bit of debate along the lines of reclaiming the flag(s) from the BNP/UKIP/NF/Mail/Express brigade vs. the banning of St George celebrations. A smidgen of research led me to view a video from this year's gathering in a Black country location posted on the BNP website by the local group. What stood out, apart from the very amateur production values and crappy scripted lies was the truth that the Labour Party had produced St Georges flag posters. Missed that one in the media.
Personally I would detest an England/Britain where flags were dangling around all over the shop and on display in public buildings. Fuck that for a game of soldiers. Surely a celebration of our nationhood is to celebrate the nation and culture as it is, rather than to inflict commercialised nationalism on us a'la Ireland and US?
Celebrate the nation as it is, if we must. Our lack of overt displays of the flag. our reserve. Our anachronistic monarchy. Our Empire-guilt. Our gloomy reserve. Our inability to build national stadiums. Our belief that our government is not inherently corrupt and incompetent (ok, lets not get carried away...).
We are sort've English! Or maybe British. But then there's that Welsh granddad and Irish Great Grandma. Probably a bit of Roman and Scandinavian in there somewhere too. Great language though! So imprecise and well suited to cemody. So easily understood/misunderstood. The original Esperanto evolved over centuries of invasion, occupation, immigration and colonisation. The language of Eurovision! The ultimate illustration of out nation's greatness! Hoorah!
btw, why do they go 'hip, hip, hip hooray!' in state celebrations whereas the common man goes 'hip, hip hooray?'???? Mind you the Queen mother had no trouble getting extra hips...

2006 snogs

posted by Andy 17:13