Wednesday, November 30, 2005

This Land is Your Land *


St Andrews Day greetings to all my bloggy friends. Posted by Picasa

Yes, I know, been away too long. So what have I been doing? Eh, not much really.
I suppose i could mention that I started and finished the first of the Henning Markell detective Wallander series which delves into racism in Sweden in the early 90s.
I paid a visit here to witness the first home victory of the season against Norwich.
I had a game myself in which, going in goals for the first half I had to endure a bit of this, but I did manage to pull off the odd one of these. Despite such heroics, and the fact that I only let in one in the half that I played in goal, we went down 6-1. We did have a nice pint here afterwards.
I also got to play one or two games of this - a very enjoyable way to spend a lunchtime, it has to be said.
Football and badminton aside, I think I'd be more suited playing this - it definitely appeals.
I have to admit that I got a wee bit annoyed at noticing that I'm listed under "wet, liberal and totally unreliable come the glorious day" by this bloke. Right, okay, my political activities don't add up to much these days, but I do take exception to someone who doesn't know you having the arrogance to presume what your ideology is. And, anyway, what fucking "glorious day" is he talking about. Presumably, him being in Brussels, it will be the day that the Belgian working class rise up against middle-class tossers and put them up against the wall where they belong?
But, really, forget that rant, I've been spending most of my time in recent weeks reading classic material from here and here and here and here and, with recent posts being a bit of a departure from her usual style, definitely here. Sorry Darren, but I refuse to include you here cos you're as lazy as me - and that goes for Kara also.
I've also decided to enlighten my head by introducing works by the likes of DH Lawrence to my reading list and I've started with Sons and Lovers. Let's just say it was getting rather steamy when reading this on the train coming home from work last night.

Anyway, intelligent design - that's one scary motherfucker of a theory. And the sole purpose of this creation (ironic use of the word there) is to get religion onto the curriculum of schools across the United States.

Here's a taster:
"So the miracle of life must begin with a string of miracles in order to communicate the code to all of the parts of the translating machinery and in order to ensure that the correct information is used. As you can see the omission or insertion of even one letter in either the DNA or the translation machinery makes the instructions useless. The code itself came from somewhere? Where? The code was communicated to the appropriate parts of the translation machinery so that it knew what it was translating. Who did this? One miracle is not enough. We must have hundreds of miracles coming together at precise times and places in order to even produce the translation of the code!"

There we have it - science is so unbelievably complex that there has just gotta be a creator there in the first place to have invented such miracles! Read more of this shit here - but please don't be convinced!

As I was saying, greetings on St Andrews Day and, although it's a bit late to be promoting the STUC's St Andrews Day anti-racism march and rally (it took place last Saturday), at least there is some time to go out and buy the ingredients for Scotland's national dish - and, no, it's not haggis!

*Woody Guthrie

11 Comments:

Anonymous Messalina said...

Yum yum stovies looks delicious - but is it singular or are they plural - can you have a single stovey? Anyways, there appears to be some carrot in the finished article as shown in the photo but none mentioned in the recipe. Very mysterious.

10:05 am  
Blogger Reidski said...

No such thing as a stovey, I'm afraid. And, every stovies that I've ever had have had carrots in them, so don't know whey they're not in the recipe - come visit and I'll make them some time.

10:09 am  
Blogger The Blind-Winger Jones said...

Intelligent design ? Girl's Aloud couldn't just have evolved could they ??

Love the old stovies when I'm North of the Border. Happy memories of the ones in the Babbity Bowster in Glasgow :-)

3:08 pm  
Blogger Darren said...

"I have to admit that I got a wee bit annoyed at noticing that I'm listed under "wet, liberal and totally unreliable come the glorious day" . . . "

he he he - I'm saying nothing.

6:52 pm  
Blogger Reidski said...

martyn: Girl's Aloud have evolved from non-musical numpties into being one of the most brilliant musical ensembles of all time - only to be bettered by S Club Juniours, of course.
And on the subject of stovies - I'm absolutely starving for some.

Darren: yer a chube and ye've always been a chube!

10:32 pm  
Blogger Jim said...

Hey, I'm a wet liberal too! Its a badge of honour to be called a wet liberal and totally unreliable come the glorious day by a fuckin' middle class trot writer who wouldn't know the working class if they bumped into them in a housing estate. (Probably never been in a housing estate)

Come the glorious day comrade, we'll get rid of all the bourgeois 'leaders.'

7:16 am  
Anonymous Voroshilov said...

Hey, don't worry about le bloke Belgique - people who put pictures of themselves on Blogs tend to think that they are attractive (sorry to everyone else). This guy clearly isn't. You're far better looking.
I think I'm a wet liberal too. I tried being a committed revolutionary the other day, but society did't want to know. And i needed to buy some cheese in a hurry.

Hey Reidski! Long time.

7:58 pm  
Blogger Reidski said...

Voroshilov: far too long. Hope yer doing alright!

8:32 pm  
Blogger Victor S said...

I am sorry you mistook my little jab at my own politics there as an attack on yours. The reason I had listed your blog was because I had appreciated much of what you had written, but I certainly don't presume to know your politics, and so stuck you there. With the heading, as I thought was obvious, I was actually making fun of far-too serious far lefties who still believe in a 'Glorious Day'. My apologies. There was no offence intended. I will remove you directly.

And Voroshilov, the fucking picture's there because Blogger asks you to load one. But you're quite right, I am indeed a pretty humbly visaged individual. I picked that picture because it made me out to be the least horrid looking.

I will now go outside and eat worms.

5:30 pm  
Blogger Victor S said...

And I've not been a Trot for years, but middle class? Why, yes, one day I would love to be.

5:43 pm  
Blogger Reidski said...

I object to being put in any pigeon hole - as Depeche Mode said (very badly): "people are people."
What's with having to categorise anyone? Politics and ideology are complex, as is class war, and it does no good to attach simple labels onto people.
And, as I said, I was annoyed, but certainly not offended. It takes a helluva lot more than names to offend me!
There, everyone happy now - I know I am.

6:00 pm  

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