Burnham’s face is remarkable, he can go from looking reasonably normal to resembling a creepy Victorian sex doll that’s been dragged from a fire within the same sentence, here are a few other hastily thought out, badly worded ‘observations’:

- When he smiles, he looks a bit like a ‘Where are they now?’ photo-fit of Lord Snooty.

- His hair looks like it was chosen by a focus group.

The Jewish Chronicle still claims Mr Miliband is the first member of their faith to lead the Labour Party despite his professed atheism.



Also, he looks like a varnished jacket potato. His neck appears to join his face at the nose, with his chin effectively being an Adam’s apple.

The band was originally formed in 1980 as The Filberts (after local football team, Leicester City’s former Filbert Street ground), although they would also occasionally appear as The Psychedelic Filberts. Their main influences come from the West Coast sound of 1960s bands like Moby Grape, Buffalo Springfield and Love. The main creative force in the band is Butler, who writes nearly all the band's material. Butler and Moth (who had also drummed for local Leicester band Gypsy) had previously played together in a short-lived band called The Flicks, releasing one album in 1979 called Go For The Effect. Three Psychedelic Filberts tracks were released - a cover of The Byrds' "Lady Friend" on the Obscure Independent Classics volume 2 LP, a cover of The Beatles "Rain" which was included on Yeah Yeah Noh's final release, the Temple Of Convenience EP, and "Atlantis 1968", which appeared on the He Didn't Even Draw A Fish On My Shower Curtain compilation.[1]

It is not the first time. Silly Labour Leftists and Tory golf-club twits, in a similar bout of delusion, jointly fooled themselves that Anthony Blair was some sort of conservative. While they did so, Mr Blair mounted a virulent attack on marriage and Christianity, destroyed rigorous education, encouraged mass immigration, raised taxes to unprecedented levels and vastly expanded the public sector, while handing over our powers and freedoms to foreigners.

Watch as the ultra-feminist sisterhood back away in horror from Sarah Palin, John McCain's new running mate.
Mrs Palin is technically female, but she's enthusiastically married, hates abortion and thinks criminals should not be the only people allowed to own guns. She's everything Hillary Clinton isn't. In short, she's the wrong kind of woman.

I've always been unmoved by arguments that immigration benefits' the country economically. Maybe it does, if you eat at restaurants rather than working in them, and then hurry away to expensive areas where no immigrants live. But for most people it's an unmixed curse.
For the migrants themselves it is often a journey into exploitation and squalor, miserable pay and ten-to-a-room living conditions. It holds down wages and puts unwanted pressure on services, transport and housing which are already under strain.
But there's something else about it that is profoundly, heartbreakingly sad. When so many of our fellow creatures don't speak our language, don't understand our laws and customs, don't know our history, can't read our facial expressions or work out when we're joking, we live at a lower level than we did before.

I think a lot of people miss the point about 48 Laws of Power, it isn't a 'how to' guide of how to win friends and influence people/become a captain of industry/manipulate others to get everything you want - its a guide book outlining the ways in which people have been manipulated throughout history, in order that you can spot them and realise what is going on and act differently. To know that you are being manipulated is the first step.

Hearing Mark Lawrenson talk about football as some binding force which can heal all social divides reminded me of that musical The Beatiful Game, Andrew Lloyd Webber and Ben Elton - which suggested that sectarianism in Northern Ireland could be salved by playing football, actually football seems to me to exacerbate sectarianism and nothing else.

Misery and poverty are so absolutely degrading, and exercise such a paralysing effect over the nature of men, that no class is ever really conscious of its own suffering. They have to be told of it by other people, and they often entirely disbelieve them. What is said by great employers of labour against agitators is unquestionably true. Agitators are a set of interfering, meddling people, who come down to some perfectly contented class of the community, and sow the seeds of discontent amongst them. That is the reason why agitators are so absolutely necessary. Without them, in our incomplete state, there would be no advance towards civilisation. Slavery was put down in America, not in consequence of any action on the part of the slaves, or even any express desire on their part that they should be free. It was put down entirely through the grossly illegal conduct of certain agitators in Boston and elsewhere, who were not slaves themselves, nor owners of slaves, nor had anything to do with the question really. It was, undoubtedly, the Abolitionists who set the torch alight, who began the whole thing. And it is curious to note that from the slaves themselves they received, not merely very little assistance, but hardly any sympathy even; and when at the close of the war the slaves found themselves free, found themselves indeed so absolutely free that they were free to starve, many of them bitterly regretted the new state of things.

The emotions of man are stirred more quickly than man's intelligence; ..., it is much more easy to have sympathy with suffering than it is to have sympathy with thought.
Oscar Wilde

Home of: The "I Went to a Small liberal-arts College in Massachusetts" Douche
Affectations: Quiet sense of superiority; intense desire to be surrounded by 1,700 people almost exactly like you; Choate soccer jacket.

In ten years, will be: Smart policy guy at State Department that no one listens to.
Douchey mascot: Lord Jeffrey Amherst.

Problem with douchey mascot: Distributed smallpox-infested blankets to Native Americans.

The metrosexual went out with the man-scarf last season and the rebirth of the retrosexual is sooooo 2010. So fellas, dust off the blue bonds from the rag bag and next time your walking down the street and see another image conscious "uptight, joyless wowsers" carrying the latest edition of Cosmo and the wonderful ideals that publication portrays women to be- give her a wink and say "G'day gorgeous"

Advertising and the Construction of Violent 466(10)
White Masculinity [Media Selection]
Jackson Katz
``The appeal of violent behavior for men,
including its rewards, is coded into
mainstream advertising in numerous ways:
from violent male icons . . . overtly
threatening consumers to buy products to
ads that exploit men's feelings of not
being big, strong, or violent enough. . .
.''

Re: Coulson + Hacking
* Calling someone's mobile, waiting for it to go to voicemail and then entering
their four digit pin (0000) is not hacking. Hacking is about circumventing
security, not being presented with them and passing them.

** Calling someone's mobile, waiting for it to go to voicemail and then entering their four digit pin (0000) is not tapping. Tapping is the covert act of real-time
interception of active communication links.

David Miliband is being funded by exactly the same interests as Blair. To pluck just one, David Claydon, a senior figure at the investment bank UBS, has handed him £50,000, as part of a gaggle of bankers who made it possible for him to outspend every other candidate combined. He is backed by all the senior Blairites because, like Dr Who regenerating in a bright white light, he is the same politics with a less lined face.