Sunday, 21 July 2013

Summery ramble


So it's the summer. And it's really quite sunny innit? That seems to be a thing that everyone's excited about. I'm not. It's too hot. I can't really be fucked with it. I've always said that, by far, the best weather is that which is not deemed noteworthy. If people are talking about the weather then it's probably going to impinge upon my life and if it wants to do that then it can go fuck itself.

But I suppose that this warm weather isn't as bad for me as it is for a lot of people at the moment (can I just take this moment to boast that I have so far typed this whole paragraph without looking at the keyboard - never done that before)  as a lot of people are cooped up at work or wherever through these sweltering conditions. I, on the other hand, have literally fuck all to do. I don't mean that I'm a bit less busy than usual, I literally mean that I have fuck all to do.
I don't have a job. I have never had a job nor do I have any immediate plans to get one. I don't need the money. I rarely spend money and I have abut £100 stuffed away from various places (well mainly because I have a birthday and, whilst I am now legally an adult, I have not yet reached the age where they cease to be financially lucrative) so there is no real need for me to go attempt to get a minimum wage job doing something that is even more mind-numbing than watching Storage Hunters in my boxers (how I'm currently spending most of my time). 
But what's weirdest at this current moment in time is that it's the long gap between my leaving school and me going off to... well I'm not really sure where exactly. That's what's odd about now. I did my A-level exams last month and they went... well somewhere between fucking awful and pretty meh. And now, I must wait. 

Ok, I'm gonna be honest. I'm one step ahead of myself and I can see the tailing off in interestingness of this blog is a trend not a blip. And to be perfectly honest I can't be fucked to write anymore. So, in place of my pith and wit, here are some funny photos of political fuckwits:

Saturday, 8 June 2013

This year's just flown by hasn't it?

Yesterday, I overheard a woman turn to her friend and say
"This year's just gone so quick hasn't it? D'you know why I reckon that is? I reckon that is because, the thing with this year, yeah, this year started with lots of winter and the thing with winter is that in winter, yeah, in winter the days are really quite short. Like, you know, there's not much light so the days are short. And 'cause the days have been like proper short that all together, like short days together, has made like the year short."
Her friend simply replied "Oh yeah, I'd never thought of that." When what she actually should have said was "Let me just stop you one minute. Three things:

  1. We live in the northern hemisphere. Every fucking year starts with winter! Admittedly the cold weather has spanned out a little more than usual but of course this has absolutely no impact WHATSOEVER on the amount of daylight we get. You dozy shit!
  2. Even if there had been a reduced amount of day light, WHICH OF COURSE THERE HAS NOT, then that would surely have no impact on how long the days have seemed, would it? I don't know if you've noticed but we're not bloody cockerels - we don't crow exclusively at dawn. We get up at 7am regardless of the light conditions. It's not as if, through the winter, you get calls from your boss at 9.15 to say "where are you? YOU'RE LATE!" to which you can only respond "oh sorry, I would be there it's just there's only been 45 minutes of sunlight and that's know where near enough time to get there!". Nor through July are you staring at the window at gone eleven with heavy eyes screaming "WILL YOU JUST FUCK OFF SUN!! I NEED SOME BLOODY SLEEP!!". No, we have the same waking hours year round because we live in the age of the electric light. So it would have absolutely no impact on how long each day seems to take would it? You stupid dicksplash!
  3. The reason this year, like every other year of your life, has seemed shorter than the one that preceded it is because you're getting older. You mad old cow."
But like I say, she didn't say that but she definitely should have. 

And it's that third point that I wanna vent some steam about. It really amazes me how much time people spend being surprised each year that it's gone so quickly. And they say things like "I swear as you get older the time just flies by" as if it were an old wives' tale!
The fact is it's bloody obvious that would happen. For the simple reason that your life never seems any longer. Sure you do feel older but you never feel like you've been here for longer. You're birth* never feels like it was longer ago; you never catch a parent say to a four year old "can you tidy your toys away now please?" only for the child to respond "Hold on a sec, mother, I've only just climbed out of your womb!", nor  do you ever hear an octogenarian say "birth? God, that was ages ago now!" 
Of course you don't hear that because the start of your life never seems like longer ago and, as that's your only reference point, your life never seems like it's been any longer. The length of your life, as it seems to you, is a constant. And what does this mean? Well it means that whatever length of time you're considering, the length that it seems to you is simply whatever fraction of your life so far that it represents! Obviously! So  of course time speeds up when you're older!
I reckon this is the reason that children are so bloody impatient! If you tell a six-year old to wait five minutes, they just can't! And maybe that's fair, to six year old five minutes is 1.58x10⁻⁴% of your life. That really drags!
Conversely, old people can quite often sit for an hour before it bothers them. Which again is reasonable because, at eight-five, an hour is 1.34x10⁻⁴% - ample time!

So yeah, next time you hear someone go on and on about how quickly the year's going and it's boring you to tears just tell to stop stating the fucking obvious and explain to them the logic^! Then maybe, when we're not using every breath noting the passing of time, we might be able to sort out some of these bloody issues the world has!


*Really this should be your earliest memory rather than birth but then the rest of that paragraph wouldn't really work!
^Should you not be able to explain the logic to them then why not send them to this blog? Actually, on second thoughts, just send them to this blog anyway. I really need some bloody readers!




Thursday, 2 May 2013

Used to have a piggy bank, but now I got that bigger bank.


And oh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive and oh, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly and oh, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive and I'm lovin' every second, minute, hour, bigger, better, stronger, power. I got that power, I got that power, I got that power, power, power, power. They call me Will-A, stay so cool I'm chilly, I done made that milli on my way to that billi. Used to have a piggy bank, but now I got that bigger bank. Who who cares what the haters think? They hatin' on me cause we doin' what they can't. I stay on that hustle, I flex that little muscle. Hate to bust your bubble, I'm on that other level. I'mma take it higher and high, high and higher.I stay and buy attire, keep burnin' like that fire. Y-y-y-yes y'all, feelin' funky fresh y'all work to be the best y'all work good under pressure. Been through all that stress y'all get this off my chest y'all made it out them projects with this project, that's progress y'all. I did it for my momma, I told her when I was younger that I'mma be that number one, yup I'll be that number 1. I take it higher and high, high and higher. I stay and buy attire, keep burnin' like that fire.
In the song Mr. Adams informs us that whilst he used
to own a piggy bank, his curent bank is much larger.
Whatever doesn't kill ya only makes you stronger, so I'mma get stronger. Comin' like a battle ram, battle ram, I'm knockin'-knockin' down the door again, door again. Comin' like a battle ram, battle ram, I'm knockin'-knockin' down the door again, door again and I'm lovin' every second, minute, hour, bigger, better, stronger, power and I'm lovin' every second, minute, hour, bigger, better, stronger, power


Now, I know the above reads like the scribblings of a mad man, like what you expect to find scrawled into the back of a maths book before the owner shows up with a gun and shoots up his high school. 
But, believe it or not it isn't. It was actually written by someone who is not only allowed out in public but abuses this privilege to never get off our bloody telly screens. Yes, this is the latest creation by the man who insists we call him Will.I.Am! And, just in case anyone thought this song had any credibility, he's recorded it with everyone's favourite teenage moody twat:- Justin Bieber!!
And whilst we're on the subject William,
it's about time you dressed like an adult too!
William Adams (and that's what I'm going to call him because he's 38 for fuck's sake! It's time he has a grown-up's name!) has decided that this song should be called "That Power" but instead of doing that by using the words "That Power", he has made a feeble attempt to be hip and trendy but using "#thatPOWER". Except that it's not actually an attempt to be hip and trendy (well not hip anyhow) but it's to get the song all trendy on twitter in a cold, calculated marketing ploy!
And annoyingly, it's also allowed him to, in interviews with Scott Mills and Jonathan Ross, say "the hashtag is silent!" 
OH DO SHUT UP!!

What annoys me most about William is not that he's a self-obsessed media whore, it's not this stupid song he's written, it's not all the stupid songs he's written since going solo, it's not the last two albums of stupid songs he wrote as a member of the Black Eyed Peas. None of these bother me (well that's not true, they all bother me loads) but what bothers me most of all is that he co-wrote two brilliant albums with the Black Eyed Peas. It's bad enough when someone talentless smears bullshit all over my radio but it's much worse when someone who evidently has talent does it.
The Black Eyed Peas did some incredible songs. There first two albums (by which I mean the first two from when Fergie joined and they became famous) were brilliant. Monkey Business was a particular beauty and remains, to this day, one of my favourite ever albums. Seriously, go listen to it - it's brilliant!
So why oh why oh why, Mr. William Adams, have you wasted this talent in creating this formulaic fake gruel  It pisses me write off!

But don't worry there are a number of "artists" who're making songs that make me despair for modern music equally:
  •  David Guetta ft. Ne-Yo & Akon - Play Hard. I generally like David Guetta, he's made some good stuff. The same can not be said, however, for Ne-Yo or Akon. And this particular song is one of the most irritating songs for a while. It features a sample from a great techno song called "Better off alone" by Alice DJ. Unfortunately, in this you hear the techno beat gasping for air as it is smothered by posers sing really quite awfully. It's painful.
  • Chris Brown - Fine China. This is the latest in a long line of terrible songs. He's the only man with a career that benefited from being a girl beater. And he can't sing. Bellend.
  • Iggy Azalea - Work. This stupid girl is everything that's wrong with the music industry because they're trying to sell a story rather than a song. Iggy is from Australia and decided to do something really stupid and move, on her own, to Miami at the age of sixteen to make it as an MC. And this song is all about how she had to scrub floors and work so hard to "make it". EXCEPT, SHE HASN'T MADE IT YET, THIS IS HER FUCKING DEBUT SINGLE!! And it would seem that this infuriating piece of shit has been plucked by the record labels to sell the story rather than actually making a good song which would prove she had enough talent to make her risk worth it.
Anyway, those are just a few examples. Don't worry there are many, many more! 

You may have noticed that all the ones that I've picked up on come loosely under the umbrella term of "hip-hop" and you may, therefore, conclude that that's what I don't like. Actually, I quite like hip-hop. It's just these songs aren't really hip-hop. They're what happens when cold suits try to take hip-hop and profit from it! If you wan't to hear real hip-hop, check out Scroobius Pip's radio show "The Beatdown" - Saturday nights, midnight, XFM. Then you'll hear some real hip-hop.
(Obviously, no-one's actually up at midnight to you can listen again here.)
This is Scroobius Pip. He's way cooler than
William Adams but doesn't feel need to dress/ act like he worries about it.
I guess he doesn't but you'd have to ask him.
And while I'm at it, there is a lot of music I'm loving right now. Check out Chris Malinchack, Daft Punk, Jake Bugg, Macklemore, Rudimental, Vampire Weekend (well the song "Diane Young", the rest is shit) & Disclosure! There are others that haven't immediately jumped to mind.

Anyway, that's what I think.

Have a good time people and follow me on twitter @RussellLParker


I haven't fact checked anything in this blog but then it isn't intended to be taken seriously, obviously!

Friday, 29 March 2013

Comedy, Christianity and the Conservative Cretin barking on about it.



I've decided today to write a blog today about something which really winds me up. Not something that winds me up a bit like having French neighbours but something which I think is properly wrong. 

I read an article written by Ann Widdecombe for the Telegraph (read it here). This article had been written by her ahead of the BBC airing a documentary (Watch it here) she had made about comedy and Christianity. It is an interesting topic, I won't deny that. And, even as an atheist who generally has no room for people taking offence, I do think it is important to stop and check every now and then that we haven't gone too far and strayed into the territory of attacking a minority group. We must never let that happen. We should always challenge ideas and principles with which we disagree and the things done in their name. But we should never stray into the territory of oppressing a minority needlessly.

So, yeah, the documentary should have been made but what I really question is why they got Anne Widdecombe to do it? If you don't know, Anne Widdecombe made her name by being one of the most ghastly Tories there has ever been. She opposed having legal abortions, she left Anglicanism as a response to the ordination of woman priests, she opposed gay rights at every possible opportunity, she is a climate change sceptic (once said: "There is no climate change, hasn't anybody looked out of their window recently?"), she supported the re-introduction of the death penalty, she supported a policy of shackling down pregnant prisoners. So yeah, she sort of stands against everything I support. Her only saving graces were that she claimed practically no expenses and was a bit funny on Strictly Come Dancing.

So why on earth, other than being a noted Christian, was she picked to make this documentary? She's a Christian but what does she know about comedy? An ideal person would have been Frank Skinner - a noted Catholic who also knows a bit about comedy! 
But, actually I can tell you why she was picked - because she had a bee in her bonnet and that would make good telly!

Anyway (that was just the introduction - this is going to be quite a long blog I'm afraid), I know need to point out my gripes with the article before the documentary.

She starts with a claim that the relationship between Christianity and comedy has gone from "Gentle mockery or sharp satire aimed at Christians and their leaders" to "abuse of Christianity itself". Now, I don't claim that that isn't in some way true BUT I do not think that's necessarily a bad thing. You can mock the leaders all you want but the reason there's so much to mock is because they are all fuelled by one pretty horrific book. It's not wrong to point out the flaws in that. 

The term "militant atheism" is used. I don't think I need to point out why I find this phrase deeply offensive and how it's just a shitty stick used by Christians to oppress free speech of the opposition.

She then goes on to explain that she has never soon The Life of Brian. That's ok, not everyone has seen every film - she'll watch it before she makes the documentary right?
"so I watched excerpts chosen for me by the producer."
WHAT?? One one of the most significant films ever in the relationship between comedy and Christianity and you aren't going to bloody watch it?!?! Disgraceful!
Well I suppose this means you can't make and criticisms of it, right?
WRONG. She goes on to tear it apart. She first becomes very snooty about the comedy of a film, which I personally regard as the funniest of all time, and then claims to be offended by the crucifixion scene. 
"How could anybody not find that offensive, Christian or not?" 
Well very easily actually, because there is nothing offensive in it!!

I want to rip apart the whole article but I more want to get onto the actual documentary and I'm sure you can work out my opinions on the rest of it!

So, on the the documentary! It starts by showing some relevant one liners by Jimmy Carr, Hugh Dennis and others with Christians sitting looking unamused. Thank you, this emotive device taught us a lot, didn't it?

Then she gets annoyed because Christianity is more acceptable in comedy than politics. Well, ignore the 27 bishops in the house of lords and the fact that the head of state is the head of the Church of England, and that might be true. But the reason for that is that if politics was run by Christianity it would be an oppression of the people in this country who are not Christians but in comedy it doesn't do that. Because, what people say in comedy doesn't affect what becomes the bloody law!

The phrase "what we choose to laugh at" is used. We don't "choose" to laugh at anything. It's natural and involuntary, it's a very deep and raw response.

That's twice now they've played the Jimmy Carr line "If we're all God's children, what's so special about Jesus?" which shows that:
a) They're quickly running out of relevant clips.
b) The threshold for offence is too low. That line is a simple peace of wordplay, I can't believe anyone would find that truly offensive.


"Has respect for my faith now disappeared " Yes, yes it has, along with about twenty million christians. That is sort of why.

Now, Marcus Brigstoke is on. He's a good comedian and he's talking a lot of sense.

Now we hit something very interesting. There's an old sketch which is apparently so offensive that it was banned. In it a communion wafer is taken and a man puts chutney on it. This made me laugh. The reason it made me laugh is because, basically, communion is a bit silly. OK it represents something important in Christianity, but basically you're just eating a very thin wafer. It's a bit silly and this sketch is a bit silly. All practices should be questioned. This one simply points out that, if this ceremony was new to you as an adult, you'd probably think "hold on, it's just bloody wafer!" I don't consider this sketch to be VERY funny or VERY important but I am shocked that is has been treated as having been as offensive as it has when it clearly isn't. Not really anyway, not more than the standard Christo-poking.
Anne goes on to express much disgust at it. I don't get it. I don't know how it can be regarded as so offensive. If you believe that wafer is the body of Christ then fine, good on you. But that doesn't mean that there's anything wrong with others doing a sketch which is the equivalent to someone saying "hold on, isn't it just a bit of wafer? Am I missing something?"
Now the producer of the show which featured the sketch comes on to defend the sketch. And, he does defend it very well. Better than I could. He explains that the butt of the joke is not communion but the characters involved. But then anyone could have seen that. And then Anne tries a response basically saying that communion cannot be featured in a sketch at all. Saying this essentially puts things on a pedastool never to be touched or challenged. Very dangerous.
Ann does then explain to Marcus Brigstoke that communion is like a bereavement for Christ and that she's "wounded". It gives Marcus pause for thought - and me too if I'm honest. But here's why I still think it's ok: 
If there were a funeral and someone made a joke about the person being dead, that would be in bad taste. If someone made a joke about the way in which the funeral took place like "Wow, all these cut flowers. Wasn't one death enough without having to kill a ton of plants too?" then that would be fine because the mocking is about the weird ceremony around the bereavement. The same applies to communion.

The next bit is very exciting, a former Archbishop of Canterbury, explains that Life of Brian is not offensive and, in fact  it is good to have a sense of humour about religion exactly. One's religion is stronger if the core has been joked about and the belief is held whilst laughing about it.
I do love Life of Brian because what it does so well is mock the way that beliefs are held and formed, particularly at the time of Jesus. It does not properly mock religion so I really don't get how anyone could take offence.

We now get a bit where the idea that Christianity is mocked and other religions are protected is addressed. 
Oh god, they've brought out Baroness Warsi. Another despicable politician who has previously shown she does not even understand what terms like "secular society" even mean. Her appearance fills me with dread.

And now they remember that Citizen Kahn happened. So any religion can be mocked. Just basically comedy is about the things we know and we know Christianity well enough. I would happily joke about Islam if I were less ignorant of it. I make jokes about Christianity because I was raised Christian and I have a decent working knowledge of it.
The clip from Citizen Kahn shows a farce around Islamic prayer. The earlier clip showed farce around Holy Communion. They are equal on the offence scale. Widdecombe finds the Christian clip offensive and the Islamic clip not. Hypocrisy. 

There's later a moan that people turned down the opportunity to be on the show. She speculates ludicrous reasons as to why. I expect that the main reason is that it's presented by someone as horrible and irrelevant as Ann Widdecombe. As I said earlier, if you had someone respected in fields of comedy and Christianity (because many Christians I know have no respect for Ann and the dispassionate views she holds) then I'm sure you could have got people on.

So to conclude. If I'm honest it wasn't as bad as it could have been. But, I'm sure anyone sensible - including many Christians - will realise that Ann Widdecombe took a really provocative and extreme view. Most Christians won't have been offended by any of the comic material included. 
I believe that people have the right to believe anything they want - absolutely anything. But that right is a bit like your personal space - it exists entirely around you. You can't sit next to someone and then expect them to move on the grounds that they're invading you're personal space. You can't expect someone not to say something on the grounds that it pertains to something you hold sacred. 
For example I could claim to believe in Russell's teapot (named after Bertrand Russell not me. If you don't know what it is see here). I could believe in it sincerely and deeply. That would not mean I had the right to stop anyone else from making jokes about looking for teapots through telescopes. 
Religion is not fixed and not permanent. Anyone can believe anything. Therefore we cannot ring-fence anything due to the vast numbers of people who believe it. 



Oh and one other thing, I resent the snooty tone of the documentary. There was a sense that Ann thought that comedy was not worthy of talking about religion. That comedy was just silly and foolish and not important. Anyone who thinks this really doesn't get comedy. Comedy is important. Comedy is the way in which people deal with the things around them.

Thanks for reading. I know this was a bit long and preachy but I felt the need to put my thoughts on it together. The age of offence frightens me.

Here endeth the lesson.


P.S There's a chance I've spelt people's names wrong or not capitalised a word in somewhere that I should to show respect. I don't care.

Friday, 15 March 2013

LOLs and other such hilarity!



As I write this Lenny Henry has just appeared on my telly in a bright gold suit and a slightly greying beard. Yes, in case you don't know, that means I'm watching the 25th edition of the Comic Relief telly show. I love comic relief, something about it makes me feel incredibly warm inside. For twenty-five years in a row, the biggest and best names in British entertainment, comedy and music have got together to, for free, make some great telly in order to encourage us to give a shitload of cash to a very worthy cause. AND every year the people of Britain do raise a shitload. It's incredible.
Red Nose Day: Comic Relief's Lenny Henry

If you pay any attention to the news you may think everyone and everything is a piece of shit. Well, everything is a piece of shit but in fact most people are brilliant, brilliant human beings who respond to comic relief and raise loads of wonga for some very needy people and do a great deal of good. It makes me so warm and fuzzy inside. I hope you have or will donate some cash. That would be good.

Anyway, that wasn't what I wanted to blog about. I actually wanted to reflect on some otherstuff I've seen on the telly recently. 

If you were to try and teach how to make great sitcom, you have recently been given two amazing case studies. One brilliant and one fucking shit. The brilliant one, shown on Channel 4, is Ricky Gervais' latest creation Derek. The shit one, shown on BBC Three, is Bluestone 42.
To me, the more creative and daring a sitcom is - the better it is. So you'd think the one set in Helmand Province would be better than the one set in an old folk's home. But no, just no!

Derek was one of the most moving and funny shows I've ever seen. I was so gripped in by all of the characters. Each one I loved in their own way and I cared so much about them, I was moved so much by every single action. 
In Bluestone 42, frankly, I couldn't give a toss about these characters. They are a bomb disposal unit, you see them crawling around next to an IED and you just find yourself not giving a toss about whether or not they get blown up. These are all just one-dimensional figures, not characters just faces and hence no-one cares. They're not even funny, you can't laugh at someone who you can't conceive. They're also not funny because they've not assigned funny lines to characters based on what that character is supposed to be like, they've instead just thought up some almost amusing lines and assigned them at random to characters in order to make it seem about even! That's just bloody terrible.

I'm sure there was more I wanted to say on the topic but I've realised this blog really isn't that funny, sorry about that. 



By the way, I was thinking on doing a blog were a reviewed all the adverts I saw, would that be funny? Might do it in a few days.

:p


Over and out, I've been Russell Parker and this has been shit.


Wednesday, 23 January 2013

Vague and pointless ramblings

So I haven't blogged for a while. I'd like to apologise to my readership so: Ben I'm sorry I haven't blogged for a while. It's ok Ben, I've come to accept you're my only reader.
That's part of the reason why I haven't been so motivated to blog lately because, to be honest, I've told him all this at school! The stats say I have other readers all over the world but I doubt many of these people could really be called "readers". But anyway, I thought I'd try to blog anyway on the off chance someone else will read it.
So here we go the second relaunch of the blog!

I was motivated to blog my adventures on Friday in the snow. Due to exams and that it has taken this long for me to record them and, to be honest, they are now vague memories that don't really seem worthy of a blog of their own! But basically two different gobby children used the phrase "come at me Bruv" which was obviously hilarious. Some other stuff happened but CBA with that, I'm sure I can find something more interesting to blog about.
There has to be something...

....hmmmm, something to blog about.....

Have you noticed that, in that new song by Will.I.am and Britney Spears, there's a line: "when you hear this in the club, you gonna turn it up". Well that's fucking stupid because, whilst I am no clubbing veteran, I am pretty sure that when one is in the club (by the way, why do all these songs say "the club", THERE'S MORE THAN ONE CLUB! IT IS NOT A PROPER NOUN!) an individual DOES NOT HAVE INDIVIDUAL CONTROL OF THE BLOODY VOLUME!
Anyway, that was fun. I've never done outrage in brackets during another bit of outrage. Such fun!

There has to be a proper anecdote I have...

I could do another film review, That went down well. Well, it didn't but I'm really struggling for ideas!

If I don't think of anything soon then I'll do a film review. I watched Cemetery Junction, it was really good. But like I said, I won't review it unless I'm REALLY STUCK!

Recently, I've started to spend a lot more of my time fantasising about being a professional footballer. I hope it isn't the first sign of madness.

Still no ideas...

I could do something political but that would be pointless. None of my opinions are original. I only hold opinions derivative of the Guardian.
Maybe you should read the Guardian instead of this. They're like actual professional journalists. I, on the other hand am not.

But that is besides the point, I still haven't thought of an idea for my blog.

Erm....

To be honest it's probably long enough now.
Apologies that it is fucking appalling.

I'll try harder next time.


If you did enjoy this, I know you didn't but it's worth a punt, then follow me on twitter. I am @Russell_LParker
Lol, who am I kidding, no one is going to end up on the blog other than people who have seen me tweet it!