On the few occasions when I want to see the news I tend to watch the BBC.
RTE tend to be somewhat parochial and ITV is the tabloid of the television world.
Anyway I like to keep up with the latest on Wobal Glarming and the Beeb never lets me down on that score. Just about every tragedy or mishap tends to be blamed on the poor old climate and that’s good for a laugh.
The only problem with the Beeb though is the politics.
How the fuck do the people in the UK put up with those wankers who constantly desecrate my screen – Cameron, Clegg and Millipede or whatever he’s called? All three look and sound like oiled up Etonian rent boys. Fuck me but they are seriously creepy with their lah-de-dah tones and their false sincerity.
Of course we are seeing them all the time now because of this Scottish malarkey and the Big Referendum.
I haven’t mentioned the latter before, partly out of fear of being the casting influence and mainly out of pure indifference. Surprisingly I couldn’t give a flying shite what the Scots do, though it’s interesting to watch the blind panic in Westminster.
How would I vote? Well, if I lived in England or Wales I wouldn’t have a say anyway so that’s moot. If I lived in Scotland I would be firmly in the Yes camp, partly to piss of Cameron and his cronies, partly to piss of the EU and partly because where countries are concerned I believe that small is beautiful.
Of course one way or another it doesn’t matter a damn whether Scotland have their own parliament as one way or another they’ll still be answerable to Brussels. Unless of course they decide to leave the EU which would be a momentous decision and could pave the way for the rest of us to start shouting?
So roll on the Referendum.
Maybe then we’ll see a bit less of Larry Mo and Curly?