Politics are stupid.
Jim.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Ahahaha: No. 2
With thanks to one Steve Hunt for bringing this to my attention...
A brief lesson detailing how Lady Gaga "writes songs".
Funny thing about this video is that this is the kind of shit that it (it being Lady Caca) actually mutters everytime it opens its mouth. Yer one behind the video actually nailed the parody to the point where even she became just as unreasonably obnoxious as the real thing.
Urgh urrrrrrrrrrrgh urrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh, what the fuck, robot duck, etc.
An explosion of emotion? My shite.
If there is any point to be reached after this short and not entirely sweet burst of venom, it is this...
Lady Caca = the personification of stupidity in this modern age.
Your voice of unrestrained and sometimes unfocused bile against all that is shit
Jim
A brief lesson detailing how Lady Gaga "writes songs".
Funny thing about this video is that this is the kind of shit that it (it being Lady Caca) actually mutters everytime it opens its mouth. Yer one behind the video actually nailed the parody to the point where even she became just as unreasonably obnoxious as the real thing.
Urgh urrrrrrrrrrrgh urrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh, what the fuck, robot duck, etc.
An explosion of emotion? My shite.
If there is any point to be reached after this short and not entirely sweet burst of venom, it is this...
Lady Caca = the personification of stupidity in this modern age.
Your voice of unrestrained and sometimes unfocused bile against all that is shit
Jim
Rant number 1:
I hate Glee. There. I said it. Before people get their knickers in a twist and scream "you meanie, how dare you dislike glee, its the greatest thing on television since Family Guy (another rant for another day)", I'll just sum it up in the following fashion...
My reasons for disliking Glee are as follows:
1. Its a pseudo-edgy version of High School Musical.
2. Autotune.
3. Their versions of classic songs are akin to taking a huge, hard, whiskey-fuelled dump on the Shroud of Turin.
4. Their "gay" character is an insult to all intelligent homosexual men by playing up to the stereotype of a mincing, prancing diva. Seriously, very few gay men behave in such a fashion, I know plenty and I'd imagine that they're extremely insulted by his camp histrionics.
5. This is the main one...none of the characters appeal to me or have any gravitas in my life.
However, rest easy Gleeks (seeing as thats what you lot call yourselves), this is where the pointed invective towards the show comes to a halt.
My major issue is the fact that a few weeks ago in the events guide for incoming students to my place of education (Cork institute of Technology/Institiuid Teicneolaiochta Chorcaí), there was a huge advert concerning a "Glee tribute act".
Now pardon me for being a pedantic fuckwit, but dig this...is there anything else out there more redundant than a tribute to a covers act?
I'll set the scene...
Imagine a covers band by the name of The Unoriginals, tooting out all the party favourites that some of us despise, and more of us lap up like the sheep that some of us indeed are...well imagine they had a serious bust up because the cymbalom player was fucking the lead triangle player's other-half whilst the guitarist ended up getting pissed off at the theremin player for ripping him off in a mephedrone deal and they all decide to part ways...
Now imagine a bunch of jackasses called The Unoriginal Unoriginals performing the same tired covers in tribute to the covers band, aping their stage moves and predictable banter.... "ah lads, waaaaaaaaaay, we're all drunk, waaaaaaaaay, this is a song that The Unoriginals used to do, its a U2 cover, etc."
Something here doesn't quite add up.
I was all for schlepping along to said "gig" with a cardboard sign bearing the simple legend "redundant" with an arrow pointed at the entrance, but by the looks of things, that time has passed me by...
Ah well, next time it happens, I'll hire out a camera crew and post the pictures up here for all to guffaw at.
Yours in righteous indignation
Jim.
p.s. I'm aware that Glee is highly popular over here at this moment in time and people seem to lap it up good-oh, but, it may be a household name, but rubbish is also a household name, and it stinks just as much.
My reasons for disliking Glee are as follows:
1. Its a pseudo-edgy version of High School Musical.
2. Autotune.
3. Their versions of classic songs are akin to taking a huge, hard, whiskey-fuelled dump on the Shroud of Turin.
4. Their "gay" character is an insult to all intelligent homosexual men by playing up to the stereotype of a mincing, prancing diva. Seriously, very few gay men behave in such a fashion, I know plenty and I'd imagine that they're extremely insulted by his camp histrionics.
5. This is the main one...none of the characters appeal to me or have any gravitas in my life.
However, rest easy Gleeks (seeing as thats what you lot call yourselves), this is where the pointed invective towards the show comes to a halt.
My major issue is the fact that a few weeks ago in the events guide for incoming students to my place of education (Cork institute of Technology/Institiuid Teicneolaiochta Chorcaí), there was a huge advert concerning a "Glee tribute act".
Now pardon me for being a pedantic fuckwit, but dig this...is there anything else out there more redundant than a tribute to a covers act?
I'll set the scene...
Imagine a covers band by the name of The Unoriginals, tooting out all the party favourites that some of us despise, and more of us lap up like the sheep that some of us indeed are...well imagine they had a serious bust up because the cymbalom player was fucking the lead triangle player's other-half whilst the guitarist ended up getting pissed off at the theremin player for ripping him off in a mephedrone deal and they all decide to part ways...
Now imagine a bunch of jackasses called The Unoriginal Unoriginals performing the same tired covers in tribute to the covers band, aping their stage moves and predictable banter.... "ah lads, waaaaaaaaaay, we're all drunk, waaaaaaaaay, this is a song that The Unoriginals used to do, its a U2 cover, etc."
Something here doesn't quite add up.
I was all for schlepping along to said "gig" with a cardboard sign bearing the simple legend "redundant" with an arrow pointed at the entrance, but by the looks of things, that time has passed me by...
Ah well, next time it happens, I'll hire out a camera crew and post the pictures up here for all to guffaw at.
Yours in righteous indignation
Jim.
p.s. I'm aware that Glee is highly popular over here at this moment in time and people seem to lap it up good-oh, but, it may be a household name, but rubbish is also a household name, and it stinks just as much.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Slight change in programming...
This is far from being stupid
as a matter of fact, this is fucking brilliant.
as a matter of fact, this is fucking brilliant.
So many silly people bought this hook, line and sinker.
The chaps involved deserve awards for services to public taste and decency.
It begins...
Test posts are stupid.
You hate them, I hate them, let's be frank, they're quite unreasonably dire.
They can be necessary sometimes, however, and this situation calls for tentative movement before we unleash a torrent of righteous indignation aimed at the vacuous, the ignorant, and well, anything out there that causes us to throw our arms aloft in the world and scream our indignation to the heavens above.
Something along those lines.
A summary of the blog: A mostly humorous, sometimes deathly serious account of my personal quest to highlight and rail against idiocy and stupidity in all its forms.
Some content may be considered unsuitable for the easily offended or those who are weak of bladder. I apologise for nothing but I do promise that it will be hilarious.
Your crusader against all things stupid
James Fitzgerald
You hate them, I hate them, let's be frank, they're quite unreasonably dire.
They can be necessary sometimes, however, and this situation calls for tentative movement before we unleash a torrent of righteous indignation aimed at the vacuous, the ignorant, and well, anything out there that causes us to throw our arms aloft in the world and scream our indignation to the heavens above.
Something along those lines.
A summary of the blog: A mostly humorous, sometimes deathly serious account of my personal quest to highlight and rail against idiocy and stupidity in all its forms.
Some content may be considered unsuitable for the easily offended or those who are weak of bladder. I apologise for nothing but I do promise that it will be hilarious.
Your crusader against all things stupid
James Fitzgerald
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