Links and stuff from between April 3rd and April 13th
Just what tickled my fancy in the last few days…
- The Yorkshire Ranter: it is now absolutely certain that the national ID card will be compromised – Self-satirising ID card madness.
- Drone Attacks Kill 48 Civilians For Every 1 Al Qaeda Killed In Pakistan « Ten Percent – "This is a price that we have to pay if we want security and stability in Afghanistan, the region and the world"
- Derek Draper on talkSPORT – How the hell did Derek Draper EVER get where he got?
- Liberal Conspiracy » Deaths:… – …spot the difference
- Awful puns in the war against terror, no. 107 | qwghlm.co.uk – Ace.
- Swiftcover featuring Iggy Pop refuses to cover musicians – Telegraph – Oh, Iggy.
- Do cancer scare stories give you the Daily Mail? | qwghlm.co.uk – 'The truth of the matter is that the Daily Mail loves to scare the fuck out of you about cancer no matter when.'
- The Daily (Maybe): Innocent are not such smoothies – 'I'd rather drink the black stuff, at least there's no veneer of fake-respectability tainting the taste.'
- Lefties feel threatened by the internet :: Daniel Hannan – Hands up any lefties feeling threatened by the internet…
- Nuclear Reaction: We’d like to ask the World Nuclear Association a few questions – In which I catch a nuclear industry representative failing to hide his tracks
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Posted on April 13th, 2009 at 9:15am under Miscellaneous dross
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“Hands up any lefties feeling threatened by the internet…”
I understand a prominent member of the Boris Johnson administration refers to Boriswatch as ‘that fucking website’. Oo, I’m scared.
Hey congrats, Tom.
Don’t diss Iggy man, he’s paid his dues.
By direct debit, presumably.
Via blood, sweat, tears, piss, vomit, green goo and peanut butter.
And anyone who made ‘Funhouse’ can do whatever the fuck he wants.
The knowledge that Pat Sharp has official permission to do whatever the fuck he wants is, I think, the most terrifying thing I’ve discovered all day.
Pat Sharp ain’t no Iggy Pop John B.
True dat. But he still qualifies under your rule.
Heh.