Wednesday, 9 December 2015

A Question Of Priorities

No sooner had Britain’s new world heavyweight boxing champion commented on sexual perversion than some moron had started a petition to remove his name from the shortlist for the Sports Personality Of The Year. Tyson Fury provoked outrage with a common sense if undiplomatic triple observation about homosexuality, paedophilia, and the right to life; his exact words were reported as: “before the devil comes home” three things are needed, “One of them is homosexuality being legal in countries, one of them is abortion and the other is paedophilia. Who would have thought in the 50s and 60s that those first two would be legalised?”

I prefer to capitalise the word Devil, it is a proper noun, after all, but as a lifelong atheist I find nothing objectionable in that sentiment. Most fire and brimstone Christians, Orthodox Jews and all Moslems would agree with it. It is also true that in less than two generations, as far as homosexuality is concerned, three and a half thousand years of Judeo-Christian morality has been thrown out of the window. Yeah, I know, argumentum ad antiquitatem, but by the same token, argumentum ad novitatem.

In less than two days, the moron’s petition had attracted well over a hundred thousand signatures. Not only that, another moron, at least one of them, had reported Fury to the police for committing a hate crime, I kid you not. One of his objections was that Fury had compared homosexuality with paedophilia. Well, yes, but he also compared it with abortion, and might well have compared it with road traffic accidents or the current flooding in the North of England. All are undesirable, and that was the point he was making.

On May 27 this year, I started a petition for debt-free money; to date, six people have signed it, including me. This is arguably the most important issue of our times, yet it has been totally ignored. Some people might argue that in view of this and many other things, Western Man doesn’t deserve to survive, and that the Islamist lunatics behind last month’s Paris atrocity should murder us all. Frankly, at this point in time I wouldn’t much care if they did. As long as they started with Manchester’s Gay Village.

Thursday, 3 December 2015

What’s The Matter With Kids Today?

As the song goes. What indeed? I was walking home today, minding my own business as I always do, when on the other side of the road I saw a young, fair-haired boy throwing a hissy fit. I am a terrible judge of ages, but he couldn’t have been much more than ten years old. The woman with whom he was arguing looked young but was almost certainly his mother. There was another one, possible two, kids present, but this one was arguing vociferously, and obviously didn’t want to get in the car. He called her a pig, and used the word bloody, directed at her.

When I was growing up in the 60s - the 1960s, not the 1860s - the word bloody was not taboo even for the young, though it was frowned upon when used as a swear word, but any kid, boy or girl, who called his mother a pig would have been dealt summary justice. As things were, after some more protesting, he got in the car and they drove off. Is it really any surprise they’re now murdering their teachers?