Anyone accusing this blog of being the work of a grumpy old man is barking up the wrong tree. What separates these postings from the gripes and moans of a hundred vaguely famous talking heads on BBC2 is that they target everything and I target rubbish things. The existential unease that occasionally sweeps across the brows of Bob Geldof, Jeremy Clarkson, Arthur Smith and the rest of them is born not of a highly developed appreciation of economic, social and cultural injustice and its resultant behavioral patterns but because they feel a bit pissed off at it all from time to time. The Grumpy Old Men's bones of contention are usually either far too obvious or just plain wrong. People who stay in the middle lane of the motorway, the Internet, income tax, conceptual art, the French, holidays, hoodies, graffiti, hosepipe bans, German towels, the nanny state, the use of slang, striking postal workers, the London Olympic logo. Its as random as pointing a machine gun in the air and hoping you down a goose.
Tuesday, 23 October 2007
Number 25: Grumpy Old Men
Anyone accusing this blog of being the work of a grumpy old man is barking up the wrong tree. What separates these postings from the gripes and moans of a hundred vaguely famous talking heads on BBC2 is that they target everything and I target rubbish things. The existential unease that occasionally sweeps across the brows of Bob Geldof, Jeremy Clarkson, Arthur Smith and the rest of them is born not of a highly developed appreciation of economic, social and cultural injustice and its resultant behavioral patterns but because they feel a bit pissed off at it all from time to time. The Grumpy Old Men's bones of contention are usually either far too obvious or just plain wrong. People who stay in the middle lane of the motorway, the Internet, income tax, conceptual art, the French, holidays, hoodies, graffiti, hosepipe bans, German towels, the nanny state, the use of slang, striking postal workers, the London Olympic logo. Its as random as pointing a machine gun in the air and hoping you down a goose.
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7 comments:
Be proud to be a grumpy old man! Someone has to tell it how it is as the media will not! :-)
Matt
Wow... what a spectacularly miserable twat you are! Kill yourself!
Wow... what a spectacularly miserable twat you are! Kill yourself!
Hey Anonymous
No you thick fucking tosser, of course Im not a miserable twat, you have totally misunderstood what this blog is about. I am an optimist because I genuinely want to live in a country that is better than the shithole we currently inhabit. But you have to know what's going on and you have to raise your voice about it. Otherwise you are just a mindless dickhead wandering round with your head in the clouds and a grin on your face. A bit like you, Anonymous. If you write anything like that again on this blog, I will fucking kill you.
Number 69, People who can't be arsed to complete a list of boring, negative observations
Still not killed yourself?
you CERTAIN that you aren't a bit miffed that some people are getting paid for something you do for 'fun'??
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