Wednesday 15 April 2009

All Very Puzzling...

Following the 'news' is always a baffling affair - so much of it seems incomprehensible. It's easy enough to see that yesterday's 'initiative' on 'drink dependent' (define) benefits claimants was wheeled out to deflect attention from Damiangate, and is the usual unworkable, change-nothing one-day headline-grabber. What was mystifying was that, on the BBC TV news, a view on the measure was sought from, and freely given by, a woman representing OXFAM. Have I missed something? Does famine stalk the land? Will action on drunks' benefits ease world hunger? Or is it that Oxfam is just another political pressure group, with a view on everything? They'll be getting no more donations from me, that's for sure.
Meanwhile, here's a real - and really rather funny - puzzler. I suppose it's good to know that a people who, while sitting on vast piles of wholly unearned wealth, have contributed nothing to the world but international terrorism and an ultra-repressive version of Islam can be so easily duped. Maybe the CIA should be looking into this... Oh I forgot - they're our friends. Of course.


  1. I always thought that Oxfam existed to fill in unsightly holes in the high street and take some pressure off the waste reclamation sites.

    Like you Nige I was perplexed by the BBCs choice of the opinionated.
    The BBC and Channel Four news attempts at brainwashing via the inclusion of opinions from sources of their choice is always amusing.
    Strange it is when they always go to the ends of the earth to find, as in the case of the recent alleged terror plot, the relatives of the accused who then give the obvious response.

    Sold our old hand operated sowing jobbie years ago, replaced with one of those new fangled electric models.

  2. It's all about the alchemy de nos jours. The newspapers think they can turn the base metal of self-serving press releases into gold just by reprinting them. Meanwhile out in the deserts of Arabia, the locals are busy having nervous breakdowns over "red mercury" and are cargo-culting with their mobiles like mad. Well they are mad. Alas, my small attempts to turn old toasters and odd socks into gold have been cruelly rebuffed by the local Oxfam shop. All we need now is an outbreak of koro, curable of course by a spin doctor equipped with a sewing machine. We live in strange times!