Palestinian musical humanity denied

Adult entertainment ‘chez Smith’
With his wife spending so much time over at her sister’s place, you can’t really blame Mr Jacqui Smith for having a quick J. Arthur (inspired by, say, ‘Swedish Air Hostesses On The Job’), now and then, can you?
http://link.brightcove.com/services/player/bcpid1137883380?bctid=17907875001
Oops!

Meanwhile, her own husband is actively thwarting her plans to bring emancipation to these bad lasses by exploiting them even further. Yes – Mr. Jacqui Smith has downloaded prostitutes and charged the taxpayer for the pleasure of doing so!
I for one am sickened by the hypocrisy. If you can’t trust Jacqui’s husband, who can you fucking trust, eh? And that is £67 the taxpayer will not be seeing again.
Shall we see what the Sundays have to say?
The Sunday Times goes with Jacqui Smith ‘mortified’ as adult movies put on expenses:
Jacqui Smith revealed she is “mortified and furious” after the cost of two adult films watched by her husband were paid for out of the Parliamentary expenses budget.
Yes, I bet she is.
The Sunday Telegraph, Jacqui Smith ‘claimed for husband’s adult movies on expenses’ –
The revelation is an embarrassment to Ms Smith, who last month faced criticism for claiming taxpayer-funded allowances for a second home while living with her sister.
Really not going well for Jacqui anyway, is it? This could [crosses fingers] finish her.
Next, the little buggers who broke the story – The Sunday Express with JACQUI SMITH PUT ADULT FILMS ON EXPENSES –
As she fought for her political life last night, Ms Smith apologised after being confronted by the Sunday Express.
“fought for her political life…” [sparks up cigarette]
The Mirror – Home Secretary Jacqui Smith submitted expenses claim for adult films watched by husband –
A friend said the Home Secretary knew there was “no excuse” for the error but added: “To say she’s angry with her husband is an understatement.
“Jacqui was not there when these films were watched…”
I don’t want any shit head comments casting aspirtions on Jacqui’s integrity. If she said she didn’t watch them, she didn’t watch them. Mm’kay?
One more? Ok, The Sunday Mail with the very saucy headline – Blue movies on expenses: Jacqui Smith’s husband apologises for watching porn… paid for by the taxpayer. “Blue Movie”, bloody hell guys, bit much for a Sunday morning, that.
So, this is glorious. But let me tell you why it is glorious –
- She’s in trouble again.
- She’s saving the whores while her husband creates a demand for them – it has irony, hypocrisy and, just, y’know, beaucoup de lolz.
Now, let me explain why people should be pissed off –
- It was charged to her expenses.
- Which means she’s either really fucking careless or really fucking cheeky.
Problems? The porn bit. There’s the tempation there to chastise the dude for watching filthy dirty smut. The media have gloated over his humiliation at having to apologise, and to be fair I bet he was fucking mortified. But the actual watching of porn isn’t shameful nor is it a reason to apologise.
I think this is one to keep an eye on, not to laugh at Jacqui, cos we’ve done that, but to see how the media handles this. Fair enough to get on your high horse about the films being charged to her expenses, but simply moralising on the watching of pornography – FAIL.
(cross-posted at Uncooler Than Thou)
Amusing Weekend Shite
For saddos and lovers of sectarian bun-fighting (and let’s face it, who isn’t on a Saturday morning?), there’s a treat over at Splintered Sunrise. He’s dug up an article by Sean Matgamna, who presumably dug it up himself for publishing recently in the AWL’s paper Solidarity. Splinty ruthlessly mocks the AWL for bothering to re-publish the 15-year old critique of WRP dictator Gerry Healy, and then promptly demonstrates his own commitment to contemporary and relevant blogging by going through the thing and fisking it. We are then presented with comments from an impressive left-wing zoo, all of whom of course have strong views to offer on the AWL, presumably due to their having nothing better to do than spend hours on end doing in-depth research into the fortunes and foibles of a UK-based Trot group. Particularly impressive is the way that (with the exception of Lobby Ludd, occasionally of this parish) they all don’t leap to slap down the notion that the AWL is in the pay of some group of people who use “shekels” (hmmm). Of course I have assured them all that I will ask our own Zionist Paymaster to ascertain the veracity or otherwise of this so Rothschild if you’re reading this then please let us know.
In other highlights, Andy Newman (displaying once again his deep understanding of theology and history) goes “tee hee hee Jim Denham said Protestantism is historically more progressive than Catholicism”, and Liam Mac Uaid replies “umm well he’s right about that actually”, which appears to end Andy’s participation in the fun. Dr Paul, who I’m told is a nice bloke, complains that the AWL were nasty to him when he compared them to the RCP. Someone else mentions Jane Ashworth. It’s like a smorgasbord for anoraks so what on earth are you all still reading this for? Grab a yellowing copy of Newsline and get in there!
Bewitched, Bothered and Bowdlerised
I was having lunch in a pub last Saturday. The music in the background was selections from The Great American Songbook, sung by Frank Sinatra, which was absolutely fine by me. I was alone, I hadn’t brought anything to read, so I was glad to hear some lyrics that were worth listening to. I followed Sinatra through a couple of verses of Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered, until he got to this verse:-
I’ll sing to her,
Each spring to her,
And long for the day that I can cling to her.
Hey! What’s happened to worshipping the trousers that cling to him? Oh well, I suppose it’s a bloke singing and they have to make the love object female. But couldn’t he have worshipped the stockings that cling to her? Or some other female garments?
When I got home I looked on YouTube, found a couple of versions sung by women, and it was the same soppy longing for the day I can cling to him. Here’s one by Doris Day:-
She’s clinging all right. She also:-
Couldn’t sleep,
Wouldn’t sleep,
Then love came and told me I shouldn’t sleep
when really she:-
Couldn’t sleep
And wouldn’t sleep
Until I could sleep where I shouldn’t sleep
Bewitched Bothered and Bewildered was written by Rodgers and Hart and is from Pal Joey (1940). Later covers of this warm, juicy song were bowdlerised and soppified. It’s wasn’t written as a song of romantic fantasy, the one where you fall into Prince Charming’s arms for ever and ever. It’s about shagging Mr All Too Real, and the woman, as well as being hot with desire, is ruefully amused at the spectacle of herself in love (yet again).
Here’s Patty LuPone singing it with gusto, enjoying those sophisticated and sexy lyrics:-
I’ll sing to him
Each spring to him
And worship the trousers that cling to him.When he talks he is seeking
Words to get off his chest
Horizontally speaking,
He’s at his very bestVexed again
Perplexed again
Thank god, I can be oversexed again.
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered, am I.
Ben Webster, b: Kansas City, Missouri, 27 March 1909; d: 20 Sept, 1973 Amsterdam
Ben Webster was a living contradiction: well-behaved, chatty and friendly when sober; belligerent and sometimes violent when drunk. He carried a knife, and had been known to use it. His tenor sax was the same: on ballads he was breathy and romantic, but he could turn on a rough-edged, almost rock’n’roll sound when he felt like it. His nickname was “The Brute”. Here he is, probably in Copenhagen or Amsterdam, playing the ballad “How Long Has This Been Going On?”, a few years before his death:
[Youtube= http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PoYc4XV7M8o&feature=related]
…and here he is, playing his classic solo on “Cottontail” with the Ellington band in 1941 or ’42 (plus some amazing dancing!):
[Youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WT6cgn54tIU]
One mo’ time: Let’s Bogle Again!
Due to various technical problems, Comrade Volty was unable to embed the following memorable moment from Channel Four News in his post “Doing the Bogle” (see below). He did provide a link, but some of you may have missed it or – more likely, you lazy shower – not bothered.
Now, thanks to Ms Comrade Stroppy and the wonders of YouTube, we can present Joanna Bogle aka The Voice Of Reason, in all her left-footing glory:
[Youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gXNcV6Jbimc]
Daud Abdullah, the MCB and “freedom of speech”
In a wacky and hysterical letter – even by the standards of the Graun‘s Letters and emails page – Ken Livingstone, Tony Benn, Lauren Booth (a recent star recruit to the ranks of the wackos), Bruce Kent, Jeremy Corbyn MP, Jenny Tongue, Anas Altikriti (British Muslim Initiative), Kate Hudson (Chair, CND), Andrew Murray (Chair, Stop the War Coalition) and 21 other apologists for clerical fascism, state that they “consider … the decision of the government to demand the removal of Dr Daud Abdullah from his elected post of deputy general secretary of the MCB (Muslim Council of Britain – CC) an attack on the democratic right of freedom of speech of every British citizen.”
To which this British citizen can only reply “bollocks.”
The government has not stopped, and has not attempted to stop, Mr Abdullah or other Hamas-supporters like the signatories of the Graun letter, from expressing (as they put it), “whatever lawful views views (they) wish in relation to the government’s foreign policy and the criminal actions of Israel in relation to the Palestinian people.”
“We note“, they go on, “that there is no suggestion by the government that Mr Abdullah has broken any British law.” Precisely! What the government is doing is “suspending relations” with the MCB – in other words, ending its privileged position as a body that is regularly consulted by government and whose activities and propaganda are subsidised by the government. Some attack on freedom of speech! (The letter, by the way, can be accessed via the link provided towards the end of this piece).
The government and the hapless Hazel Blears have not helped their own case by getting all confused about which of Mr Abdullah’s many nasty views, and which of the many dodgy sentiments expressed in the Istanbul Declaration “Against Global Aggression” that he signed, constituted the final straw: was it the the alleged call for attacks on British military forces, the apparent support for terrorist attacks on Britain, or the declaration’s unmistakeable incitement to attack Jews throughout the world?
As a matter of fact, the call for attacks on British military forces is not something that I personally would get that worked up about. They’re soldiers, after all. The call for attacks on civilians is another matter. And the anti-semitic calls for the destruction of Israel and for attacks on Jews everywhere are a disgrace – and it’s even more of a disgrace that so-called leftists and liberals defend it.
The coward and liar Abdullah now, of course, wriggles and squirms and tries to deny that he or the Istanbul Declaration ever said these things. In his letter to the Graun he denies, with particular emphasis, Blears’ claim that he advocates attacks on “Jewish communities”.
Best to let the Istambul Declaration, signed by Mr Abdullah, speak for itself; here’s point 7:
“The obligation of the Islamic Nation to regard everyone standing with the Zionist entity, whether countries, institutions or individuals, as providing a substantial contribution to the crimes and brutality of the entity; the position towards him is the same as towards the userping state.”
For all the convoluted language, I think we can all understand what that means.