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A very interesting cartoon about how our society is run. Frighteningly true.
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Charlie Chaplin's words from The Great Dictator
For some reason, YouTube have restricted it.
It can be seen, must be seen. Link.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-RYlAPjyNm8
Definitely NOT!
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Flowers are red young man, and green leaves are green, there's no need to see flowers any other way, than the way they always have been seen
The next war - sponsored by...
FECKIN' TORY BAR-STEWARDS
BBC Scotland - Brian Taylor's Blog: 15/11/11
"We are no longer enabling comments on this page as a general rule. We will continue, however, to enable comments from time to time on this page as we do across our online service to provide users with the opportunity to contribute on particular stories."
The BBC have lost it big time.
In the face of disinformation by BBC Scotland, we are not even allowed to challenge it any more.
"We are no longer enabling comments on this page as a general rule. We will continue, however, to enable comments from time to time on this page as we do across our online service to provide users with the opportunity to contribute on particular stories."
The BBC have lost it big time.
In the face of disinformation by BBC Scotland, we are not even allowed to challenge it any more.
The last few minutes from the movie 'V for Vendetta' - if you haven't seen the whole movie, it is a spoiler, but very powerful.
IF you can, watch it in as high a definition as possible, crank the speakers WAY UP, and play full-screen
POWER TO THE PEOPLE!
POWER TO THE PEOPLE!
The three (political) dwarves.
The Linesman
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Who?
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What?
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Labour, Tory - Jackanory - oh, and Wullie whit's his name...
Look, look! - Ye can see ma hoose frae here!
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Knew I'd find it eventually - Just looking in the wrong section!
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Cabinet re-shuffle?
A driver was stuck in a traffic jam near Downing Street. Nothing was moving. Suddenly, a man knocks on the window.
The driver rolls down the window and asks, "What's going on?"
"Terrorists have kidnapped the entire Cabinet, the PM, Chancellor, and all the rest and they're asking for a £5million ransom. Otherwise, they are going to douse them all in petrol and set them on fire. We are going from car to car, collecting donations."
"How much is everyone giving, on average?" the driver asks.
The man replies, "Roughly a gallon."
If sex with three people is a threesome, with four people a foursome, does that make all bankers handsome?
A banker, a Daily Mail reader and a benefits claimant, are sitting at a table sharing 12 biscuits. The banker pockets 11 biscuits then turns to the Daily Mail reader and says "Watch out for that benefits scrounger, he wants your biscuit"
Theresa May was visiting a Scottish primary school and she visited one of the classes.
They were in the middle of a discussion related to words and their meanings. The teacher asked Mrs May if she would like to lead the discussion on the word 'tragedy'.
So the illustrious leader asked the class for an example of a 'tragedy'.
A little boy stood up and offered:
'If ma best freen, wha lives on a fairm, is playin' in the field an' a tractor rins ower him and kills him, that wid be a 'tragedy.' '
'No', said Theresa - 'that would be an accident.'
A little girl raised her hand:
'If a skale bus kerryin' fufty children drove ower a cliff, killing a'b'dy inside, that wid be a tragedy'
'I'm afraid not', explained Theresa - 'that's what we would call a 'great loss'' .
The room went silent. No other children volunteered. Theresa searched the room.
'Isn't there someone here who can give me an example of a tragedy?'
Finally, at the back of the room, wee Johnny raised his hand...
In a quiet voice he said:
'If a plane kerryin' you and Mr.Johnson wis struck by a 'freendly fire' missile & blawn tae smithereens, that wid be a tragedy.'
'Fantastic!' exclaimed Theresa. 'That's right. And can you tell me why that would be a tragedy?'
'Weel,' says wee Johnny 'it his tae be a tragedy, because it certainly widnae be a great loss.....
and it probably widnae be a f***ing accident either! ;D
At times it hurts, really hurts...
WEALTH AND POVERTY
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Matt McGinn - Rich Man's Paradise |
Mary and Me - Eric Bogle
An old farmer named Fred was overseeing his herd in a remote pasture in the rural Aberdeenshire when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward him out of a cloud of dust.
The driver, a young man in a Brioni® suit, Gucci® shoes, RayBan® sunglasses and YSL® tie, leaned out the window and asked the old man, "If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?"
Fred looks at the young man, who obviously is a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, "Of course, why not?"
The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell® notebook computer, connects it to his Cingular RAZR V3® cell phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo.
The yuppie then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop® and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany ... Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot® that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-SQL® database through an ODBC connected Excel® spreadsheet with email on his Blackberry® and, after a few minutes, receives a response.
Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet® printer, turns to Fred and says, "You have exactly 1,186 cows and calves."
"That's right. Well, you'll be helpin yourself to one of me calves, then, since you won it fair en square." says Fred.
He watches the smartly dressed yuppie select one of the animals and looks on with amusement as the man gingerly picks it up & stuffs it into the boot of his car.
As the yuppie is carefully brushing the dust & hair off his suit, Fred says, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what work you do & where you come from, will you give me back my calf?"
The yuppie thinks about it for a second, wondering what this wrinkled up dirt encrusted uneducated pleb could possibly know? He grins and then says, "Okay, old chap, why not? I'm a believer in fair play."
"You're a politician, probably in the cabinet & you work in London" says the old timer.
"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but, tell me how on earth did you guess that?"
"No guessing required." answered Fred "You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked. You used millions of pounds worth of equipment trying to show me how much smarter than me you are; and you don't know a thing about how working people make a living - or about cows, for that matter. This is a herd of sheep.
Now give me back my dog."
AND THAT FOLKS IS WHAT THE PROBLEM IS ALL ABOUT.
The driver, a young man in a Brioni® suit, Gucci® shoes, RayBan® sunglasses and YSL® tie, leaned out the window and asked the old man, "If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?"
Fred looks at the young man, who obviously is a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, "Of course, why not?"
The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell® notebook computer, connects it to his Cingular RAZR V3® cell phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo.
The yuppie then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop® and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany ... Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot® that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-SQL® database through an ODBC connected Excel® spreadsheet with email on his Blackberry® and, after a few minutes, receives a response.
Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet® printer, turns to Fred and says, "You have exactly 1,186 cows and calves."
"That's right. Well, you'll be helpin yourself to one of me calves, then, since you won it fair en square." says Fred.
He watches the smartly dressed yuppie select one of the animals and looks on with amusement as the man gingerly picks it up & stuffs it into the boot of his car.
As the yuppie is carefully brushing the dust & hair off his suit, Fred says, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what work you do & where you come from, will you give me back my calf?"
The yuppie thinks about it for a second, wondering what this wrinkled up dirt encrusted uneducated pleb could possibly know? He grins and then says, "Okay, old chap, why not? I'm a believer in fair play."
"You're a politician, probably in the cabinet & you work in London" says the old timer.
"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but, tell me how on earth did you guess that?"
"No guessing required." answered Fred "You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked. You used millions of pounds worth of equipment trying to show me how much smarter than me you are; and you don't know a thing about how working people make a living - or about cows, for that matter. This is a herd of sheep.
Now give me back my dog."
AND THAT FOLKS IS WHAT THE PROBLEM IS ALL ABOUT.
“Do not rejoice in his defeat, you men.
For though the bastard is dead, the bitch that bore him is again in heat.”
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