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Post by fascinating on Jul 6, 2018 8:04:49 GMT 1
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Post by mrsonde on Jul 6, 2018 10:44:52 GMT 1
I was amazed the other day to hear that 1 in 50 of BBC staff identify as "transgender". How the hell did that happen? That's at least ten times too many, (even assuming there are as many of them here as in the States, which seems far-fetched), if they're really trying to "reflect the modern world", rather than what they're really doing, which is to shape it. And why, if they're going out of their way to employ people with this particular mental derangement, are they not doing the same with paranoid schizophrenics, or "depressives", or anorexics, or paedophiles, psychopaths, or Alzheimer's patients? And that reminds me of another mystery that's been on my mind lately, thanks to Aqua and Alan. What on earth can be going on in Scotland? Is every woman up there becoming a fat ugly aggressive lesbian - the Val McDermid syndrome - and why? Some ecological disaster back in the 60s? Something they're putting in the water? North Sea Oil? Salmon farming? Deep-fried Mars Bars, Iron Bru, White Lightning? And why are all the men in Liverpool and Manchester apparently turning gay? Some metaphysical force sucking all the testosterone out of the North and splattering it across Scotland? |
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Post by mrsonde on Jul 6, 2018 17:34:45 GMT 1
Huh? Look, this is what I mean. These are the winner and silver medalist of this year's Miss Scotland Beauty Pageant:  Now, they only won after the committee scrapped the swimwear round, admittedly, but even so, all the judges can't have been that drunk, surely? On the Isle of Wight these two would only have passed as shaggable on a Friday night when Lidl had sold out of watermelons. Least, when I was a lad - not so sure these days, but I've gone a bit off fruit lately. I'm sure they're very pleasant wee bonnie lassies and all, but if these two won, think what the other contestants must have looked like. |
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Post by Progenitor A on Jul 6, 2018 17:49:27 GMT 1
Huh? Look, this is what I mean. These are the winner and silver medalist of this year's Miss Scotland Beauty Pageant: Now, they only won after the committee scrapped the swimwear round, admittedly, but even so, all the judges can't have been that drunk, surely? On the Isle of Wight these two would only have passed as shaggable on a Friday night when Lidl had sold out of watermelons. Least, when I was a lad - not so sure these days, but I've gone a bit off fruit lately. I'm sure they're very pleasant wee bonnie lassies and all, but if these two won, think what the other contestants must have looked like. Brilliant!  Would that be Rod Lidl that ran out of water melons? I see that in the Spec this week he is taking Roger Scruton to a Woman Fest - they both have to identify as women for the day. He is hoping to they both are called upon to manage the steam machine in the Vagina- Steaming Tent. |
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Post by fascinating on Jul 6, 2018 21:28:39 GMT 1
"These are the winner and silver medalist of this year's Miss Scotland Beauty Pageant:"
That's got to be a spoof, surely.
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Post by aquacultured on Jul 7, 2018 1:17:28 GMT 1
I hope not.
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Post by mrsonde on Jul 7, 2018 5:47:00 GMT 1
"These are the winner and silver medalist of this year's Miss Scotland Beauty Pageant:" That's got to be a spoof, surely. Are you suggesting they're not so-called "good-looking" enough? That's outrageously misogynistic, patriarchal, sexist, lookist, genderist, lots of other ist things that probably haven't been invented yet but which you should nevertheless be thoroughly self-flagellatingly ashamed of. What you're no doubt failing to appreciate is that the judges of Miss Scotland this year were all women, this being the Year of the Sister and all. |
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Post by mrsonde on Jul 7, 2018 5:51:50 GMT 1
She's behind you, she's behind you Aqua! Put it away quick! |
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Post by mrsonde on Jul 7, 2018 5:56:10 GMT 1
Oh gawd. I still can't figure out how to work the iPod I was given for Xmas about ten years ago. What new fandangly horror is this?
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Post by alancalverd on Jul 7, 2018 8:39:58 GMT 1
"If you’re going to assemble a team now, it’s not going to be six Oxbridge white blokes. It’s going to be a diverse range of people who reflect the modern world". Nothing about quality of output, then? Well, obviously not. Time was that Come Dancing was a real competition between teams of amateurs who could really dance better than the audience, and demonstrations by professionals of steps and sequences that you could actually do in a local dance hall without having to clear the entire flight deck. Now, it's a parade of "celebs" (i.e. people you don't know and aren't relevant to your life) who can't dance, doing a whole bunch of olympic gymnastics that would get you banned from the Palais for dangerous driving, then answering such deep philosophical questions as "how did that make you feel?" (Answer: "£5000 richer, thanks"). Average dance time is about 15 minutes per show, spun out to 90 minutes by twittering twats with nothing useful to say. Why do we have to pay a licence fee to watch auditions? The Voice and stuff like it does occasionally turn up someone who can really sing, play, juggle or whatever, but you can have a lot more fun at village talent shows. I'd expect a telly company to do the talent-seeking offstage, and produce a show where really good artistes entertain the audience for 30 minutes instead of "competing" with one another for 30 seconds. There is a fine example of a diverse range of people who reflect the modern world, on Gogglebox. Obviously representative, because they eat pizza and curry in front of the telly and include at least one "gay" couple (why do they look so sad?). What the producers seem not to have noticed, or certainly don't care about, is that almost without exception, they think the programs are crap. Final point: What's the World Cup all about? Nothing to do with "national teams" apparently. The Belgian front three don't play in Belgium: their manager was complimented on pulling them together for the first time in their lives, and a commentator pointed out that the "England/Colombia" shootout was mostly Spurs v Arsenal. OK, it's a diverse (if you ignore the fact that they happen to be the fittest males on the planet, age range 20 - 30, with at least average IQ and exceptional talent, but they are multicolored) range of guys doing what every kid aspires to, and the quality is unparalleled. Is sport the last hope of quality TV? |
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Post by mrsonde on Jul 7, 2018 9:21:05 GMT 1
"If you’re going to assemble a team now, it’s not going to be six Oxbridge white blokes. It’s going to be a diverse range of people who reflect the modern world". Nothing about quality of output, then? Well, obviously not. Time was that Come Dancing was a real competition between teams of amateurs who could really dance better than the audience, and demonstrations by professionals of steps and sequences that you could actually do in a local dance hall without having to clear the entire flight deck. Yeah, I remember, and you had, what was it, the Good Old Days, and the Black n White Minstrels, Jim'll Fix You Good, and the Cliff Richard Show? Now that was diversity. Yeah, I remember that too, with me dad. Test Match Special. I liked the little Korean chappie who could whisk tablecloths and hankies to reveal his bare arse, cleverly just concealing his wanger. You don't see that every day. They still aren't allowed to show enough cock on telly. They all liked University Challenge though. Ha! I'd like to see how long they might last in a boxing ring or MMA cage. Are you allowed to say that these days? Maybe, but are any of them gay yet? Has the snooker started again yet? There's been a revolution in the past ten years or so. Started with The Sorpanos, I guess. The quality TV has left national terrestial channels, almost entirely - it's now all being made by HBO, AMC, Netflix, and the like. And god, some of it's outstanding - no comparison with when I was a kid, and certainly not when you were, when all you could get was Listen with Mother. That reminds me - did anyone watch Atlanta recently? I saw them all in a boxfest when I came back from France recently. Really very good - it gives you hope for "black culture", and hell knows that's desperately needed, in spades (nooo, nooooo...). Clever, very funny, ironic, subtle, able to say things about modern America that white writers, producers, or even actors could possibly get away with. Ah, I see they're all still on iPlayer - really worth watching, folks. This is one of the funniest episodes, (though not characteristic of the series as a whole.) www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b0b6y213/atlanta-series-1-7-ban |
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Post by alancalverd on Jul 7, 2018 13:10:08 GMT 1
They still aren't allowed to show enough cock on telly. They all liked University Challenge though. How dare they?  St John's, Cambridge beat Merton, Oxford in this year's final. Six blokes, two women (not in my day!), all white., and at least one doublebarrelled posh boy. None of them introduced themselves as LGBTQ+%/other/none of the above, or had a shaved head, nose ring, or other conventional sign of the unconventional. Where's the moronic gangsta lesbian street-cred in that? Get with it, old fart. Gay soccer is cool. Has been since Cyrille Regis. Indeed that's part of my point: if you select players for what they do, rather than what they are, you have a fair chance of entertaining a world audience. BBC take note. |
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Post by mrsonde on Jul 8, 2018 10:00:39 GMT 1
How dare they? St John's, Cambridge beat Merton, Oxford in this year's final. Six blokes, two women (not in my day!), all white., and at least one doublebarrelled posh boy. None of them introduced themselves as LGBTQ+%/other/none of the above, or had a shaved head, nose ring, or other conventional sign of the unconventional. I liked Royston Vesey taxi-driver Barbara's: "LGBTQ etcetera is too long. I'm an Acronym - Actively Considering Reassignment Or Not Yet Made Your Mind Up." I remember him. Doing a PhD in "quantum spin electronics", wasn't it? Huh? I thought. Then Jeremy asked, "In Quantum Spin Electronics, what colour socket is the red jack usually plugged into?", or something along those lines. "Black, black, black!" he buzzed. Then the Merton girl above stamped her doc marten through the floor and lamped him one. "It's all black...black..." Jean seems to be on a sabbatical, else you could ask her. If that's what you really meant to write. Cyrille? He was black, and a notable campaigning Christian (are you still allowed to say that these days?) - if he was a shirtlifter too, first I've heard of it. (Players in those days used to take a modest bow, at most, if they scored a goal - no, no, it was nothing, really.) Maybe you're thinking of Justin Fashanu - who hanged himself, I think I recall, because he was gay everyone seems in wide agreement: not much cool about that. They'll only have an executive meeting about it. Then hire a flock of consultants, like Aqua, to take nine months to write a report - for maximum management zyzogenous ergonomic non-hierarchical isosynchronous efficiency, notes should in future not be made on social media sites, but for full-impact presentation and cross-departmental assimibility be laminated and professionally bound by an outsourced satellite company, the leading exemplar of which can be found itemised at the bottom of this report's title page - ooooh, only for a few million quid. |
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St John's, Cambridge beat Merton, Oxford in this year's final. Six blokes, two women (not in my day!), all white., and at least one doublebarrelled posh boy. None of them introduced themselves as LGBTQ+%/other/none of the above, or had a shaved head, nose ring, or other conventional sign of the unconventional.