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Robin Hood Tax

I got sent this link about the Robin Hood Tax.

Great video – which invigorates you into thinking that the tax will do something about the money that was lent out of public coffers in the ‘great bail out’ of 2009 and will some way be seen to be paying it back in an incremental manner, which until now, a bean of which has not been seen! And will also to a degree make the exorbitant bonuses and wages, that they will yet again (Barclays!) pay out, a less bitter pill for the public to swallow.
What it gets me thinking about though is how the large banking conglomerates will try to wriggle out of it? The most glaringly obvious is that they will move operations abroad thus taking away revenue from our financial services market (which is all we are known for ‘producing’ now) into our economy and then all the money used to bail out banks, Barclays included, will have amounted to nothing and we might as well have pissed £37bn (or however large the incomprehensible figure was) up against the wall, while snorting coke off gold plated hookers’ arses!
You think that cohesive international policy would make such a tax internationally implementable? No – because no one trusts anybody else in this big old world and like in every free market, one will try to undercut the next. Therefore, though this would be an ideal solution to a public spending ‘black hole’ – it ain’t gonna happen guys…


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What a Shit Week!

It’s only Tuesday. So far I have had to fish out a dead rat from behind my fridge. It had been dead for a while. It had obviously decided to steal a rather large chunky portion of butter (I found the remnants of that too). Which fell down the back of the fridge between the radiator and the back and he decided to follow it down, where he got wedged in obviously. The trouble was the fat bastard croaked it down there – Don’t know how long he had been down there for sufficed to say he was soft and adequately smelly.  What a big bugger too!  He would have made a hat to make Davy Crockett jealous albeit a bit of a fishy smelling one.  So, there I was with an old cricket stump and a screwdriver to try and prize him out – which I successfully did in the end with a pair of secateurs and brute force.

Bastard!  The cheek of him to first eat my butter and then die down the back of my fridge because he was too greedy to say “You know what…  If I go down there I ain’t getting out, so I think I’ll leave it”.

After that, today I had to go to the Job Centre – you all know how I feel about that, say no more!  Then go to my new dentist (my last one died) for a root canal treatment.  Now, if you haven’t had one of these – lucky you!  If you have you know what I am talking about.  So donning a pair of shades (at my dentist’s request) that made me look like a poor imitation of Ray Charles I spent 45 mins in the chair while she drilled, stuck things, sprayed things, drilled more things, poked things of what seemed to be interminable length into this tooth.  Finally, she put in a temporary filling and said “See you in two weeks”, with an unexplainable enthusiasm.

The anaesthetic is wearing off and I am pissed off!  Up the pub methinks…

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C*L*A*S*H – A Different Kind of Night Out

Well it is now time for me to broaden my horizons.  I have decided to enter the foray of promoting my own night (slightly nicking the idea of doing an iPod Battle).  Myself and three friends decided that after entering Peanut Butter Soundclash (we went out in the first round – but had loads of fun!) towards the end of last year, we would do one ourselves.  It is called C*L*A*S*H.  Nicking the format from the Official Redbull Soundclash (though ours is no way gonna be as big with the likes of Sinden, Girlcore, Shitting Fists etc etc).  We just thought it would be a bit of fun.  Get people involved in a night, where they decide who is the king of the MP3 player.

Finally, after much begging, cajoling, bribing and arse kissing we managed to fill our quota of eight teams to battle it out to be ‘Kings and/or Queens of C*L*A*S*H’.  We also found a larger than life host comedian, film maker, musician and performance poet- Big Rich.  We hope that it is going to be as fun as we intended it to be – I know, I know, it’s a school night, and yes you all have proper jobs to go to the next day!  We thought we would start small by having it upstairs at the Kings Cross Social Club – a pub run by lovely people who are giving us the venue for free.

Like most things like this it’ll be loads of work for very little ‘reward’, but the intention is to put a smile on peoples’ faces and produce a night of fun which it will be! (Reward enough methinks!)

If you fancy coming down and whooping at your faves and booing off the bad tunes, click the flyer below (FB link) and come join us!  (It’s FREE!)

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