I love Ubuntu Linux.
However, there are just three weather indicator options I can see; the standard weather indicator(which has been quietly dropped from the latest Ubuntu), which cannot add locations, then there's 'my-weather-indicator', which does nasty things to your mouse pointer and crashes, and finally 'stormcloud', which has been dropped also, and which actually demanded $2.99 to tell you the weather in Kuala Lumpur. And only Kuala Lumpur.
Word to the wise: if you developed this shit, why? Are you, like, only 7 years old and trying to con teacher? What the fuck are you on you useless wastes of neurons, blood and skin?
Oh, and all the shills trying to tell me on their websites you 'only' have to 'this' to get weather indicators 'working great', you're liars. Do you know what the word means?
Two Minutes.....
Tuesday, 21 May 2013
Wednesday, 15 May 2013
Sunday, 12 May 2013
Manchester United
I am sick of seeing the unpleasant, stupid, ugly gum-chewing sack of crap known as Alex Ferguson parading in front of grown men wearing shorts and acting like teenagers, for money, so that he can steal some more glory.
He is backed by limitless cash and all the gravy train that it can buy, solely in order to grasp a few miserable consolations from the endless minutes of boredom-with-a-ball which the news channels insist on talking up every week.
All this so that idiots can have something to talk about when they should be working.
He is backed by limitless cash and all the gravy train that it can buy, solely in order to grasp a few miserable consolations from the endless minutes of boredom-with-a-ball which the news channels insist on talking up every week.
All this so that idiots can have something to talk about when they should be working.
Friday, 10 May 2013
The End Of The Affair.
Earlier this week a beautiful, international bromance came to an untimely end.
Things were said, stands were taken, and relations broke down.
It's a tragedy. Lovely people, lovely family, wonderful bro, but in the end he went a different way to me, in a manner which was all too predictable.
When a nice guy can't kick out someone who is insinuating his way into the brotherhood, then it's because he's too nice.
When I shoot first and ask questions later like a character from a Gary Larson cartoon, people aren't impressed.
But maybe they aren't so nice when they blame me for everything turning to crap.
So adieu.
Stay healthy and wealthy old pal, and try to be a little wiser as we all do.
Things were said, stands were taken, and relations broke down.
It's a tragedy. Lovely people, lovely family, wonderful bro, but in the end he went a different way to me, in a manner which was all too predictable.
When a nice guy can't kick out someone who is insinuating his way into the brotherhood, then it's because he's too nice.
When I shoot first and ask questions later like a character from a Gary Larson cartoon, people aren't impressed.
But maybe they aren't so nice when they blame me for everything turning to crap.
So adieu.
Stay healthy and wealthy old pal, and try to be a little wiser as we all do.
Tuesday, 9 April 2013
Monday, 8 April 2013
Saturday, 6 April 2013
Vive La Difference.
These are (not mine) photos of the late Sophie Lancaster. She was in the news again recently after her murder in 2007 prompted Manchester Police to start considering Emos and Goths as minorities protected by Hate-Crime legislation.
Sophie was a Goth. It was a choice she made to appear in a certain way (look at the cheerful girl with red dreads).
She took 13 days to die after being kicked and stamped on. There were five assailants. She was attempting to comfort her gravely injured boyfriend.
Quite what these assailants thought they were doing is something I cannot fathom.
I understand many forms of evil, but have no comprehension of such creatures.
In my opinion they are like rabid dogs and should be put down.
I also know that such savages are common in this country. Go into any town and you will see them. Generally to avoid being hurt it is only necessary to 'back down' from yourself in some small way.
But you cannot change your appearance that easily, which, apparently, is enough for the animals.
Meanwhile, I was going to write about the creatures that think they are progressive, the defenders of civilisation against the animals, the natural-dyed, organic-munching, leather-rejecting trolls who infiltrate the professions and try to occupy positions of authority.
When reduced to their naked form, they are no different to the animals, they are opposite sides of the same coin that attempt to incite and control the savages. They seek out new empires of thuggery to attach their petty social-metaphysical outrage to, so to beat down those people who offend against their definitions of what is permissible and harmless; they cannot abide different values, however peacefully held, and fuel the embers that spit out animals like the ones above by applying perverted civics to all in the attempt to destroy the few.
I do understand these a little.
They act out of fear.
So sorry for all the Sophies of the world. This is all the help I can manage right now.
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