Look. This is what can be achieved with imagination and a bit of media savvy. The sneaky Vodafone deal whereby the ConDem coalition government (that did NOT win the election) let them off £6 billion in taxes owed to the British public while smashing up our society with draconian cuts has been thrust into the […]
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Ah, the wit and wisdom of Ozzy Osbourne, clown prince of rock ‘n’ roll but a breath of fresh air among the creepier psychofrantic wing of the liberal media. While some present Blair as a sincere chap who, f’rinstance, donated his £4 million book advance to the British Legion out of the goodness of his
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I finally saw the Paul Gauguin (1848-1903) exhibition at the Tate Modern yesterday and, yep, it had more breasts than a Bernard Matthews turkey farm. It’s an interesting look at a former impressionist who predates Matisse in his use of colour and the surface plane of the canvas. Murkier than the great colourist or even
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Harpy Marx has a great set of pix of today’s anti-cuts protest in London at her website, including this rather fetching portrait of the proletariat’s finest. I like a man in uniform. Actually, I don’t. But I’ll make an exception for these chaps. You can come and rescue my cat stuck up a tree any
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I offer in evidence of the depraved mindset of the managerial class imposing the Tory cuts this video from the Orwell Prize launch debate (Thursday 21st Oct 2011) on Poverty and the Spending Review. The charmless Dr Patrick Nolan argues that the bankers are innocent while the plebs who sneak smokes back across the channel
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The nuts were on the platform, but where were the crisps? Laid out with less legroom than a Romanian airline, last night’s Orwell Prize drinks ‘n’ nibbles launch at London’s Frontline Club was a hot and sweaty affair with the faintest methane miasma of drains. The worst flatulence, however, was to come as we gained
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