Thursday, March 13

er búnað hafa þennan söng prentaðann á heilan í 2 daga....


A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time
The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by
When you've been inside
Day upon day of this wandering gets you down
Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town

Hovering silence from you is a giveaway
Squalor and smoke's not your style
"I don't like this place"
We better go
Then I compare notes with your older sister
I am a lazycat, she is as pure as the cold driven snow
She accepts my confession

What did you learn from your time in the solitary
Cell of your mind?
There was noises, distractions from anything good
And the old prison food
Colour my life with the chaos of trouble
Cause anything's better than posh isolation
1 missed the bus
You were laid on your back
With the boy from the arab strap
With the boy from the arab strap

It's something to speak of the way you are feeling
To crowds there assembled
Do you ever feel you have gone too far?
Everyone suffers in silence a burden
The man who drives minicabs down in Old Compton
The Asian man
With his love hate affair
With his racist clientele

A central location for you is a must as you stagger about making free with your lewd and lascivious boasts
We know you are soft cause we've all seen you dancing
We know you are hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon
Until noon again
You're the boy with the filthy laugh
You're the boy with the arab strap

Strapped to the table with suits from the shelter shop
Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the cigarette catches
And sets off the smoke alarm
What do you make of the cool set in London?
You're constantly updating your hit parade of your ten biggest wanks
She's a waitress and she's got style
Sunday bathtime could take a while

Monday, March 10

ég samdi smá bréf...


ég klikkaði hérna og joinaði campaign sem ég er stoltur af að vera partur af, og ég bið alla mína félaga um að taka undir málstaðinn....
ég samdi smá pistil inná þetta með þessu.. sem átti í upphafi bara að vera stuttur, en varð svo lengri en ég ætlaði. en ég er líka stoltur af honum.

pistillinn


.....as one of the twentieth centuries greatest leaders, Mathama Gandhi once said "an eye for an eye, makes the world go blind"

how can anyone be expected to disarm, with an attack to come in a couple of days whether you do it or not?

this is not a war about Saddams evil, and I do not doubt that he runs a lot of evil, this is not a war about bin Ladens evil, after all, bin Laden is a fundamentalist, and Hussein is a "pseudo-marxist" (a dictator pretending to be a man of the people and a friend of the proletariet) and as such bin Laden is a sworn enemy of his, and not going to set up camp there more than he is in Houston Texas.

This is a war run by the vultures of high industry that crave low prized oil, and want the taste sweetened by fresh blood, blood shed by their weapons, from their own factories.

this is a war against the whole world, not just Iraq, it sets an example to the world, that you should not stand up to America and their ideals, their opinions or way of life, it sets an example that if you are in any way, not an obedient lap dog of the whitehouse and their affeliates, such as 10 Downing, you might be next, you might be attacked and slaughtered, your women raped and scorned, your children starved, your old carpet bombed as they attemt to flee the burning ruins of their homes.

this sets an example that you may not have any oppinions indifferent from those populized by the coca-cola politics of the United States, it sets an example, that you are a lesser being, a non human if you do not agree with them, and their new-nazi like way.

after all.
are not the right and the freedom to choose, what america was based upon, and are they not, along with the ability to choose, what makes us human?

are not Iraqis human?
so they not have eyes?
if you prick them, do they not bleed?
well, as these words that were to my best memory from Alexander Dumas(or was it Shakespeare I cant remember) say it almost all, and better than I could, I must add one.
if you allow Iraq to be pricked, the world bleeds with them.

djöfulli á ég það til að vera góður. :)