11 Jun 17 | Re: Political success story | Link-U-Post
All political careers are supposed to end in failure (a plainly inaccurate maxim that I assume was created to try and keep Churchill’s lustre going in the Attlee era) and UKIP’s seems to be no exception. They’ve struggled to make any new headway since the Brexit vote went their way, and now lost almost all of their council seats, their one MP, practically all of their votes, and their latest leader. I don’t suppose the poor old kippers will go on much longer.
This is a shame, since from another point of view UKIP has been an incredible political success. Formed initially to keep Britain out of the Euro, they achieved that objective convincingly. They then set about campaigning for a referendum on EU membership, which they also achieved, and went on to help deliver the vote they wanted in defiance of received opinion. Along the way they enjoyed unprecedented electoral success for a completely new UK party in the modern era, winning a ton of council seats, MSPs and even one MP for a bit. The First Past The Post system stacks the deck so heavily against new parties that only a brave few ever try to set one up, most gaining no traction at all. The only real comparison is the Green Party, which has gradually built up a lot of support and has one MP, returned with an increased majority this week, but it’s taken the Greens a much longer time to get into a position broadly comparable to the one UKIP got to in, what, a decade or thereabouts.
Clearly, what UKIP should have done was hold a huge disbandment party the day after their Brexit victory, in a brewery, then announce that since their objectives had all been achieved, their elected representatives would serve out current terms before stepping down or aligning themselves with whichever other party they preferred. They would have been an almost flawless historic success story that students of politics would pore over for decades to come in understanding how a small, more or less single issue party can beat the odds in our skewed system. Future politics students should ignore the ignominious end and study the pre-Nuttall era with some reverence, since it seems wrong to write off all the successes just because a rump of loons failed to notice their slide into redundancy.
I’d like to see more organisations declare success and disband. Political parties, charities, companies: many are set up to do one main thing, some presumably manage to do it, yet few see that (or anything else) as a signal to go home. Instead they look for new causes, or widen their remit, or pivot into something completely different, maybe even at odds with the original organisation. The only entity I can think of right now who didn’t do this is God, who created, saw that it was good, and then rested. Why couldn’t UKIP be more like God?
Posted by GENERAL WOUNDWORT at 15:24
14 Mar 17 | Re: Catchy phrase | Link-U-Post
That’s the question, isn’t it. A technical error has sadly led to the disappearance of the legendary blog I wrote anticipating the rise of Corbyn, but while I may have harbinged that moment of brief sweetness I was as in the dark as anyone about the chaos that would come along with it. Now between the left going into convulsions, the right grimly pushing through with Brexit, and Ed Sheeran turning the singles chart into a massive cheese sculpture of his own head, perhaps the world has gone completely dotty.
But that’s not what this blog is about.
What I want to discuss instead is Hugh Laurie’s audiobook of The Giraffe, the Pelly and Me by Roald Dahl. My boy loves his Roald Dahl audiobooks and listens to them often, and for my money the best narration (amid fierce competition from Andrew Sachs, James Bolam and his own Stephen Fry) comes from Hugh Laurie. He’s particularly good doing the super-rich Duke of Hampshire, and never better than when he interprets the Duke’s line “Has the whole world gone completely dotty?” So much so that that one line has stuck in my head and caused me to spend entire days thinking and occasionally saying it over and over again, which I would be doing whether the world had really gone completely dotty or not.
The line’s not just super-catchy. It’s also a very good example of how a deft author can give depth to a character with a few well-chosen words. This is the Duke’s reaction to a situation that isn’t going his way, and it gives a lot of insight, I think, into how the rich and powerful think. Here is a man whose life has been lived in such a state of privilege that he’s come to believe that him getting his way is the natural order of things. When that doesn’t happen, he doesn’t just see personal adversity, he sees an upsetting of the natural order. If I’m not winning, as I always do and always should, then the world itself must have gone mad.
You hear the same world view in upper middle class complaints about poor service. You know, people who use “ridiculous” to mean “mildly inconvenient”. Why, why, why can I not get what I want? They are the Duke of Hampshire and a pelican is stealing their cherries.
I’m not a big Roald Dahl fan, generally. He delights in creating monstrously cruel characters purely so that he can be cruel to them in retaliation. I find it irksome that the narrative of The Giraffe, the Pelly and Me starts with the sweetshop being derelict in the present, and ends with it being renovated in the past. I find it implausible that a tortoise owner wouldn’t notice that their tortoise, who they’d had for ages, had started changing into a completely different one every day. But he connects with kids, he sounds majestic in the larynx of Laurie, and I do like that quote.
Posted by ANDY KAGLE at 22:06
19 Apr 15 | Re: Lifestyle guide | Link-U-Post
Followers of @jbc_here on Twitter will already have seen this series, but Tweets can’t be stopped from vanishing inexorably into the past so I’m going to put it here so that I at least can find them if I want to. Here in full, on the blog, is my timeless twenty part guide: How To Be Angry.
|#1||Ask rhetorical questions and then insist that people answer them.|
|#2||Talk to people as if they’re inanimate objects, and vice versa.|
|#3||Point at everything you mention. (If it’s an abstract concept, you can point wherever you want.)|
|#4||Keep up a turbo-charged internal monologue that will justify everything you say and do.|
|#5||If told to calm down, well done! You level up to the next level of anger.|
|#6||Find everyone else’s names absurd.|
|#7||Stand for no interruptions (from other people).|
|#8||Choose a word or phrase you’ve rarely if ever used before and repeat it constantly.|
|#9||An explanation is not too much to ask for. From people, from companies, from objects, from deities, from the universe.|
|#10||Any laugh or smile from a listener must be interrogated fully before moving on.|
|#11||Launch fearlessly into analogies.|
|#12||Appeal to confused and hapless bystanders.|
|#13||Gesture from the elbow.|
|#14||Rarely end a sentence. Target: 4+ ‘which’ clauses chained together.|
|#15||If you can’t find the synonym you want, “AAARGH!” will do instead.|
|#16||The correct response to something absurd or ridiculous is not laughter, it’s another breaking wave of wounded fury.|
|#17||Dare people to accept the concessions you make.|
|#18||Surprise yourself by using phrases you’ve heard from fictional angry people on TV.|
|#19||Reveal your masterplan: even your most apparently self-interested acts were for other people’s benefit all along.|
|#20||Make sure you’re dressed appropriately beforehand. It’s no good having to put on or take off a jumper part way through.|
Posted by AURANE WATERS at 22:02
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Thank you so much to ticket touts everywhere ... Goonrock I find most beguiling ... pole-greasing careerists ... assent past the point of absurdity ... sly one slips from the shadows ... she mutated into something even bigger ... Top Media Geek ... laugh with delight, long and loud ... all the big beat fun stuff.
... hapless Buttons-type character ... fictional Radiohead-appreciator ... The last proper one must be Edward I ... a fortress built out of the blood of thousands of slaughtered bulls ... drummers shivering in vests ... Back to the drawing board, chart-watchers!
... messing up the next edition of the Guinness Book of Hit Singles ... a carboard signpost pointing the way down Plot Street ... eat old peanuts out of the sofa ... the Funky Giraffe baby product range ... All objections are cant ... jacket-wearing nonsense ... just enough mud sticking ... the arch-users of that particular fiddle ... slack-jawed cogitation ... a full-body frown that exerts every single muscle ... far too much of the intricate robot gubbins.
... characteristically nasal delivery ... too much democracy ... all-killer-no-filler dancefloor bangers ... a grimly eccentric minority ... West End-style camped up non-rock ... a ripping winner’s single ... a lovely lullaby.
Galahad Roger Potter ... to her surprise Aslan appears ... a pink smartphone on a Saturday night ... a thousand eloquent turns of phrase ... someone will invent a great big battery ... the land of tooth obsession ... the virtue of knaves ... an ideal snack for a train journey ... a vaguely arty, continental bloke?
... waxy-surfaced nick-nack ... tip-top, AV-elected representatives folky bits ... Garbage (if you count them) ... poor, poor Lib Dems ... that same train-window feel ... crud scraping ... world wig-out shortage ... brainless fawning over royalistic trivia ... twice as hard next time ... good material for sit-com sex.
A great new approach to dinner drinking ... scratchy breakdown bit ... beacon of oratorial skill ... Why, John Power? Why? ... little clumps of fact ... musical alchemists ... a little patch of bad skin on one hand ... feedback squealing vaguely ... the most rational human alive ... you may be exactly the same as me.
... Pshaaaaw! to all of that ... fascinating mechanical clock ... digestives in the shape of a loaf of bread ... endless popgun barrage of short-sentence trivia ... What do we all think about that, eh?
Michael Parkinson ... A train of thought that started with tea ... carrots ... the most generous funny man in double act history ... joining in the great haiku-writing tradition ... long, orange vegetable ... Jay-Z agrees ... unanimous nominee ... distinctive brand of slow service.
York and Lancaster ... spoiling the line of my trousers ... doughty journeyman ... bop about in one of his fine jackets ... almost worth watching ... Joan of Arc’s canonisation ... recommending expensive food and clothes ... What a silly magazine Q is.
But a radical sees a little further ... cute little pickaxe ... a meter not normally assigned to any word in the English language ... an ingenious way to reward superfans ... Not Echobelly ... the company directors probably kept most of the saving ... the smallest Mr Man ... a Lepidus fan who just wants to talk Lepidus.
... distinctly pedestrian raps ... Look on my works and despair! ... Stevland “Stevie” Wonder ... flim-flam and dross ... cooing, benevolent soft-soaper ... metaphor, onomatopoeia, synecdoche, hypallage ... inexplicable pop-up rapper ... cherish loveliness ... named after a moon goddess or whatever ... a birthday on the 39th ... like a heart-shaped coffee spoon ... Victoria Hesketh ... three poorly-dressed blokes ... the Roman geezer ... Maddening cereal design ... a bit of low-level recognition ... the elusive sharp end of Lawro’s wit ... exactly what Marvel Comics need.
... special occasions are going to involve speeches ... “just a fan in a suit” ... commentary box hate figure ... magisterial preface ... the notoriously rigorous UEFA coaching badge ... whoever else she is ... match the style of the master ... another milestone in gender equality ... football-haters, block-heads and innumerates ... fount of bons mots ... exposure to Nick Grimshaw ... good old David James ... slightly surprised ... reasons for messing everything up ... he’s making it up as he goes along.
Prancing about like a nincompoop in the town centre ... music on a razor’s edge ... sausage-fingered musical regressionists ... still preoccupied with 1985 ... jolly, benign busybodies ... my zero followers ... Looks pretty though.
Hardly Hard-Fi territory, I think you’ll agree ... kazoo-and-saucepan bands ... mooching buddy ... Mrs Tolkien put her foot down ... only ever really existed on Planet Bushell ... actually quite a nice sign ... cavorting more than a sportsman strictly ought ... made the mistake of copying Shed Seven instead.
... going from door to door trying all the handles ... ignominious foundering collapse ... There is a lot of religion in it ... answer to that: play better ... He also says that he is dapper ... tour de force of restrained longing ... the word ‘ghastly’ might be involved at some point.
... an idealised dancefloor where the stars have aligned ... unfussy, mathematically minded nation ... the triumph of wide-eyed teenage promise ... fail ... my most up-to-date thoughts ... A-list wigsbies ... a picturesque fragility ... doesn’t always show the expected level of respect ... no sooner buy a CD single than a penny-farthing ... pure dance gold ... instead of onions I substituted eggs ... better without the sides ... I wonder if the Bahranians are watching.
... it just stretches out and fades away ... you don’t actually write all the questions out ... pictures of gurning old women ... a twinkling miscellany of other incidentalia ... especially the boiling cauldron bit ... stripily garish woollen socks ... Santa-suited disco dancers ... in aching anticipation ... the admirable Jose Luis Rodriguez Zapatero ... come on, audio people ... rather takes the edge off the feminist intent ... Britain has never won it ... despotic or bonkers or charismatic ... nostalgia, only for another place ... brain-exerciser ... shovelling junk mail into landfill sites ... got the idea from the prog band ASIA ... that woman out of Madison Avenue ... this panegyric isn’t post-gig euphoria.
I believe the G usually stands for God ... Wrestling fans should have had no problem ... the ‘have mercy’ element can get missed ... a sign made of a grimy blue tarpaulin ... an air of real gravitas ... a nice new dodgy flat in Bristol ... warm and welcoming ... Oirish no-hopers ... lucky country ... as stretched-out as Peter Crouch ... question rate ... the millions of Mills’s minions ... You have to admire the guy.
... What does it mean for God to rest? ... bling bling baby ... gunged up with big hits ... 0.1% of the prize money ... draw back the cloak of invisibility ... oily megalopolis ... zenarchistic pop pragmatists ... legalise at least some drugs ... urchin and Becker fans.
... you STILL get equal boys and girls ... Score one for the Chinese government I suppose ... moan about something that is bound to happen ... Lando is the right answer ... shake their fists at the monitor ... a strange land of mountains, horsemen and tour cyclists ... goats on tightropes ... in the style of Digitiser ... plenty of water in the southern hemisphere, sure ... create your own ... an accordion player called Corn Mo ... a point for drummer ... Sweden and everywhere else ... a bit like the wooden spoon ... O-trivia Newton John ... it would one day be misused by the chief executive of the Independent Schools Council ... out of the bank.
... may not actually have a surname at all ... crew of gangster midgets ... the heirs of the mighty conqueror ... woolly turtleneck ... directional trend-setting demigods ... seven in almost 1000 years ... run-of-the-mill internet raving ... must be time for a second ... pleasantly rounded, like a genial uncle ... only writing LOL if you actually laugh out loud ... replace hat, arrange hair, check hat, take towel ... a facsimile of knowledge ... impossibly dramatic and thrilling ... cool eh? ... you know, for fun ... doesn’t actually answer or even appear to understand even one of the questions ... First post done.