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So Obama was shot and killed. Sorry, I mean Osama, I always get them confused. I'm sure I'm not the only one - only the other week they had to produce Obama's birth certificate, because apparently most Americans don't know who he is even though he is the president of America. Well at least this should help resolve some of that confusion, which was perhaps the whole point of the exercise.
We then had to vote for AV, or against it, depending on what we felt like. The No campaign was very effective in its way. Having seen and/or heard Peter Stringfellow, David Cameron and the Daily Mail all assuring me that the entire fabric of civilization would collapse if I voted in AV, I couldn't wait to get down Bardswell Social Club and put my 'x' against 'YES'. (Or, alternatively, put my 1 against 'YES' and my 2 against 'NO'.)
Anyway it didn't work, perhaps because, as everyone kept saying, AV was 'too confusing'. Even though all the voter has to do is grasp the concept of ranking different choices according to how much they like them. As if you'd need a degree in Higher Mathematics to understand Top Of the Pops. Although maybe that's why they took it off air, because nobody does.
I went to London on May 29th, not to see the Royal Wedding - just to be in the margins. Obviously I waited until it was over. I saw a bit of it on TV, but missed the exchange of vows because I turned over to a film about sheep herding in Kazakhstan.
Very good it was too.
Really I was going to London to see Let's Scare Jessica To Death (1971) but I didn't make a point of mentioning it to people. It didn't seem to be especially in keeping with the national mood, even if a vampire did emerge from the lake in a wedding dress.
But what was the national mood? It was hard to tell. Apathy? Certainly it didn't seem especially hostile, although a rapper called Tyler (Wat Tyler?) was on the front of the NME saying that he 'didn't give a shit' about the Royal Wedding. OMG! Pass the smelling salts! You'd have thought that as a member of an LA 'alternative hip-hop collective' called Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All, he'd be down the front waving his little flag, wouldn't you?
We then had to vote for AV, or against it, depending on what we felt like. The No campaign was very effective in its way. Having seen and/or heard Peter Stringfellow, David Cameron and the Daily Mail all assuring me that the entire fabric of civilization would collapse if I voted in AV, I couldn't wait to get down Bardswell Social Club and put my 'x' against 'YES'. (Or, alternatively, put my 1 against 'YES' and my 2 against 'NO'.)
Anyway it didn't work, perhaps because, as everyone kept saying, AV was 'too confusing'. Even though all the voter has to do is grasp the concept of ranking different choices according to how much they like them. As if you'd need a degree in Higher Mathematics to understand Top Of the Pops. Although maybe that's why they took it off air, because nobody does.
I went to London on May 29th, not to see the Royal Wedding - just to be in the margins. Obviously I waited until it was over. I saw a bit of it on TV, but missed the exchange of vows because I turned over to a film about sheep herding in Kazakhstan.
Very good it was too.
Really I was going to London to see Let's Scare Jessica To Death (1971) but I didn't make a point of mentioning it to people. It didn't seem to be especially in keeping with the national mood, even if a vampire did emerge from the lake in a wedding dress.
But what was the national mood? It was hard to tell. Apathy? Certainly it didn't seem especially hostile, although a rapper called Tyler (Wat Tyler?) was on the front of the NME saying that he 'didn't give a shit' about the Royal Wedding. OMG! Pass the smelling salts! You'd have thought that as a member of an LA 'alternative hip-hop collective' called Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All, he'd be down the front waving his little flag, wouldn't you?
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