Tokenism
Tomorrow is one of those touchy-touchy feely-feely days.
It’s fucking ‘Earth Hour’ time again.
Once again, the bandwaggon rolls and everyone will feel they have done their bit for ‘Earth Hour’. Everyone will feel they have achieved something but in fact they will have achieved sweet fuck all. So what if the Custom House or The Eiffel Tower or Sydney Opera House aren’t floodlit for one hour? The only achievement is that maybe the municipal authorities have made an insignificant saving on their electricity bills.
We are in an age of ever increasing Nanny State interference. Social Engineering is rife throughout the world. People’s rights are being eroded by the day as ever more crazy laws come into effect. People are no longer their own masters,. They have to live by the rule book and behave themselves as it’s ‘all for their own good’.
Then along comes Earth Hour. The flock of sheep people are allowed do something where they are given the illusion of having some kind of control. Hah! Bollox! The lights will go off, and an hour later they will go on again. That’s all.
I shall not be partaking, and the lights in Head Rambles Manor shall burn as brightly or as dimly as before. Nor shall I switch on extra lights in defiance. I shall totally ignore the event.
I refuse to join the herd.
but thats what i do! if i do it now then i’ll be joining your herd..frig, what to do now
I’m in favour of stopping all this UN funded shite by campaigning to do the exact opposite of what these patronising gobshytes want.
‘Earth Day’ Moon it by putting on every damn electrical appliance you can find
‘International Women’s Day?’ Wrestle the women in your family to the ground and superglue a moustache on the fuckers
Won’t do society or the planet much good but fuck them I only need both to last about another 20 year anyway.
No sweat off my back if succeeding generations have a problem to deal with. Tell ’em to regard it as an initiative test. They’ll only try to patronise me anyway when I’m old so I hate ’em already.
Cat – Let your conscience be your guide. Just remember – you have been warned.
Con – I love the idea of an initiative test. Why the hell should we suffer so that future generations can take things easy? Fuck them.
no no, i ignore it but now if i ignore it i’m in your herd! and i will not jump on band wagons either! suppose you’re herd would be more fun probably drinkies available.
I vow to turn off the televsion during the day.
I think you guys who want nothing to do with society (until you want something) should fuck off and live in a cave on top of a sheer cliff. Then we would here “Boo hoo the mailman didn’t deliver me pension.”
Then we would here “Boo hoo the mailman didn’t deliver me pension.
Or we might even ‘hear’ “Boo hoo the mailman didn’t deliver me pension”!
Surely we all interact with whatever we think of as a ‘community’ as and when it suits. It’s just that some of us have decided to do what we want to do not what others are telling us to do!
http://www.waspsnest.com/2011/03/25/can-i-see-your-papers-please
That’s just heresay. Heresy ?
My calender only says that you’re moving your clocks ahead an hour tomorrow night in order to make a flight from here to there an hour shorter so is that something different from the thing you’re all bellyaching about?
I’m celebrating Earth Hour by burning a ton of coal in my back yard… again.
damn-I think I slept through it.
Why should I care anyway? I’m not from Earth and Cthulhu says he’ll be around in t’oul 3.0 litre spaceship to give us a lift out of it anyway.
Me and Katie Holmes. Yeah. Tom wouldn’t be able to get up the steps by hisself and a quick backheel would sort that little gobshyte out. Uh-huh.
http://www.cleanpowercanada.bravehost.com/report1.html
tt: ‘I think you guys who want nothing to do with society (until you want something) should fuck off and live in a cave on top of a sheer cliff. Then we would here “Boo hoo the mailman didn’t deliver me pension.”
Strange that that description fits hedgefunders and non-domiciled-for-tax-purposes sorts doesn’t it?
Maybe all those financial markets lads and lasses really are worth millions in bonuses for doing what a mathematical modeller says to do. Nobody ever pays the computer…
I don’t like the current rich and I’m not a lily-livered liberal or whatever the current sneer from the land of the fucking thick is these days. Perhaps we should kill them and take their resources.
Famous last words; General Custer: “What fucking indians?”
Jayzus! I turn my back for fifteen minutes and yiz all start fighting!
That will be one hour on the ‘naughty step’.