a haircut - I like him with long hair but he was getting to look like The Dude from "The Big Lebowski" and he is looking for paid work outside of the business. I don't think I did too bad a job, considering it's been 26 years since I was let lose with a pair of scissors. Today's theme list as chosen by Google is supposed to be "Best of British" - I'm not sure what that means. When I was at the recording of Frank Skinner's show last week the topic came up as to whether we see ourselves as Scottish, British, European or what. As an anarchist, I see no countries and think that nationalism is divisive. But is it wrong to be patriotic? Billy Bragg
has written an excellent book on the subject, "The Progressive Patriot" which I urge you to read where he argues for a reclamation of being "English" and being proud to say that you are and fly the St. George's Cross without being seen as a football hooligan or a fascist.I have written at length in this blog about how I feel being Scottish but as for British, I'm not sure. Certainly, I feel a lot of kinship for my friends and acquaintances who live in England, Wales and Northern Ireland, maybe more than I do my compatriots who live in the Highlands and islands and who speak Gaelic. But as for "British" - well I'm not sure I feel comfortable with that. Oh I have a British passport but only because it's the only one available to me. I feel that there are a lot of things wrong with "Britishness" - more than "Scottishness" I think there is a tragic "stiff-upper lip, chaps" attitude which means a lack of empathy and a tendency to buck up and be almost emotionless. That coupled with the bloody leeches who are the Royal Family - what a load of freeloading, in-bred tossers. I read the other day how this one was going off to Australia and this one was going off to the Caribbean on "state visits" and I thought what a fine example of how these cunts are so removed from the rest of us - swanning off at other people's expense while we all scrimp and save. And people grovel to them and act all medieval - sometimes I feel like challenging them to a one-on-one fight to the death, like the old days. I'm sure I could take on Liz and Chairley. If nothing else, I think we should sell them to all the people who come over from countries who aren't saddled with them. In slices.Oh sure, there are some great things that are British - we have always been at the forefront of innovation, science, art , music, invention - but the investment is no longer there and any fantastic new discoveries are piecemeal. I think I can sum it up by saying "Britain's Got Talent" - which, instead of being a showcase for all of the exciting and excellent young (and older) folks we have who can sing, play instruments, dance, act and otherwise entertain, we have a sifting process that begins as the modern day equivalent of a freakshow or Bedlam where the delusional are paraded to the scorn and ridicule of the Hogarthian baying crowd then the "lucky few" are further manipulated by a bunch of self-appointed nobodies and creeps who are really just there for exposure and personal aggrandisement. The same goes for the other sideshows that are The X-Factor and Jeremy Kyle's show. I find it hard to believe sometimes that the same country which produces "Doctor Who" and "Sherlock" is the same one which happily sits down to watch publicity seeking has-beens and never-weres tripping the shite fantastic and eating kangaroo scat and pays for the privilege by the way of "phone-voting" - he biggest scam out. And the only way anything vaguely interesting or educational gets any exposure is if it's "sexed-up" and presented by some mop-haired Northerner. I think that the sooner we follow the example of the Golgafrinchans and fire the lot of them off into space the better. I don't want people to think Susan Boyle and Kate I'm Not Humble as being the pinnacle of what we can offer. I want them to see Gwen Cooper and Professor Susan Black - that's British (as well as Welsh and Scottish).
And just so you know, don't get me started on "The Young James Herriot" - THAT is a pile of shite. We. Scottish. People. Do. Not. Speak. Like. That.
Rant over, have some sounds. Today is the turn of Alex Winston, a young lass from Michigan who started out in opera but thankfully has decided that indie is the only way to go. Enjoy xxx
PS I apologise for the lack of piccies - Blogger is being a real twat about that recently, not letting me cut and paste them in as I used to. Buggeration.



















