Mr. Tea

Let's Talk About Ceps
I'd be so happy to see him dead, I would be creasing, I'd film it and put it on Twitter, absolutely dying laughing, the last moment of tea, watch him die, it's hilarious
From the man whose favourite insult is "psycho."
 

luka

Well-known member
I mean I just would Like you to understand that 'the other side' is not irrational and stupid tbh
 

john eden

male pale and stale
You spend ages trying to explain your position and what you get back is “oh well that Sounds like the sort of thing people who hate Jews say“.

Out of nowhere you end up defending a dead former poster on here you didn’t even like very much because something they said is also being completely mangled.
 

martin

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Well lots of things "would be cool", wouldn't they.

Sure, it's good if labour shortages lead to a wage boost for certain blue-collar workers, although this will have to be weighed against knock-on effects (a probable increase in food prices).

But socialism via Brexit? We're talking about a movement that was led and funded from the beginning by multi-millionaires and billionaires who want to pay less tax, so I'm not going to hold my breath.
I’m not trying to push ‘socialism via Brexit’, I couldn’t give a toss about Brexit. Just saying, you have to focus on whatever opportunities exist in the present, not a bunch of ‘what if’s.

We’ve had years of employers holding all the cards: zero-hour contracts, stressful workloads, personnel being treated like shit and paid as little as possible. If lorry drivers currently have the advantage, they should exploit it to the hilt, IMO. It might just be delivery drivers and people in logistics for now, but the energy could easily spread to other sectors. I’m all for a cockier British workforce. Pair this up with a counter-attack on the assault on state benefits and we might have something spicy cooking.

It just seems a better bet than retreating to some fantasy world where Brexit was a ‘steal’ and some benign banker’s gonna descend from the EU star-spangled clouds to reverse it.
 

luka

Well-known member
The first person who enthused to me, some years ago, about ‘going into Europe’ went on to enthuse about green peppers. This gave a clue as to what the great British middle class thinks ‘Europe’ is about.


It is about the belly. A market is about consumption. The Common Market is conceived of as a distended stomach: a large organ with various traps, digestive chambers and fiscal acids, assimilating a rich diet of consumer goods. It has no mind, no direction, no other identity: it is imagined as either digesting or as in a replete, post-prandial states easily confused with benevolence of idealism.


The images vegetate in the British middle-class subconscious. This Market has no head, eyes, or moral sense. If you ask where it is going, or why, no-one knows; they give an anticipatory post-prandial burp (‘it will make us viable’) and talk about bureaucratic procedures in Brussels. It has no historical itinerary. It lies in a chair, hands on its tummy, digesting a pasta of Fiats, a washing-up machine meunière and (burp!) that excellent concorde thermidor which may not have been as fresh as it should have been.
 
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