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April 29, 2010

Sick as a Parrot

Filed under: British Politics — Tags: — lenko @ 11:38 pm

Your editor has just watched the third and final leg of “Strictly Come Posturing “, in which our Great Leader attempted to battle the forces of Light, embodied by Cameron and Clegg.

In terms of substance, the Daily Moaner scored it about even, with each othe parties trying to knock lumps out of each other.  In terms of style, Brown seemed to spend most of his time shaking his head sadly at the absurd witterings of the others, in an attempt to divert the viewers attention.

Smiling Brown

THE SMILE

That wasn’t the worst of it.  He kept bringing out THE SMILE.  We will probably never know if Gordon spends hours practicing THE SMILE before a mirror, or whether in the deep recesses of his mind he believes THE SMILE is sexy.  All we can say, being objective about it, is that THE SMILE is CREEPY .

As we go to press, the polls seem to be giving it to Dave Baby, which seems kind of fair.  But the debate itself was not the highlight of the evening.  For in the back room after — the famous Spin Alley — five sucessive interviews with Mandelson, Whelan, Campbell, Byrne and even Kevin Maguire had them all trying their level best to spin it for Gordon, but all looking sick as the proverbial parrots as they did so.

Mandelbrot in particular was completely OTT,  having begun spinning with twenty minutes to go, and describing the PM’s performance as “barnstorming”.  We believe his Lordship should take up fiction writing. He’s a natural.  Or putting it another way, a liar.

Whelan showed his usual fake grin which he couldn’t quite maintain.  Alistair Campbell was his usual aggressive self. Liam Byrne tried his best to persuade us his boss had won.  Kevin Maguire, nominally a journalist, also pitched in  with pro-Brown sentiments, but looked ill, as if saying the words was affecting his stomach.  Who knows?  Perhaps they all felt ill.

Good.

Wanker of the Year — Gordon Brown

Filed under: British Politics,Famous Wankers,Living Dead — Tags: — lenko @ 12:21 pm

Hallo? Samaritans?

Shock Horror!  Election Becomes Fun!

Just when you thought that the bastards in suits would never stop talking, along comes a little light relief, and they start crying.  Our Prime Minister is one of those people who are nice as pie to our faces, and are calling us all the names of seven devils the very instant we have turned our backs.  And he’s well-known for it — just never been caught on camera.

To add to the all-round enjoyment, Mandelson went on TV to say that “sometimes we all say things we don’t mean”.  When we say things we don’t mean, Peter, we are lying , aren’t we?   What are we doing when we say things we don’t mean?   That’s right — lying .  Good boy.

Mandelson has already been nominated for the Daily Moaner’s Wanker of the Year Competition.  He is now joined by Gordon Brown for a faux pas supreme, when he labelled an inoffensive, reasonable lady pensioner “some bigoted old woman”.  The prize will be awarded later this year by a panel of judges including Neil Kinnock, John Major and Simon Cowell, all previous wankers winners.

After the initial laugh error, Gordon (with an exquisite sense of comic timing) issued a radio apology, holding his head in his hands as he did so. After being unaware he was still miked up, it now appears he was unaware that he was on camera.

Still doing well and getting laughs from a packed house, Gordon then crawled round to the ladies house to cringe and grovel and prostrate himself at her feet, while the world’s press waited in the street.  God, it was enjoyable!

They watched it in Rochdale, they watched it in Malaga, they even watched it in the U.S. of A.  He was playing literally to a world-wide audience of millions.  The Labour party has never enjoyed such exposure.

Since the event occurred, every TV station in the known Universe has replayed the clip  roughly every twenty seconds.  A Rochdale lady pensioner is now the most famous women ever.  A recording contract and a tour on the lecture circuit are in progress.

April 27, 2010

PIGS Begin to Tumble

Filed under: Greece — Tags: — lenko @ 11:26 pm

That’s the economic PIGS we’re talking about –  Portugal, Italy, Greece and Spain.  And the hardly unexpected news today that Standard and Poor  — a credit rating agency — have just downgraded Greece’s credit rating.

Greek Police in AthensWhat this means is that nobody wants to lend any more money to the Greeks, not even at colossal interest rates.  That’s it.  No more.  Finis.  It’s equivalent to having your credit cards cancelled.

Now there is likely to be no money in the Greek piggy bank to pay wages and other bills, because like all of us, they have been living on credit.  Which will lead to demo’s and violence in the street, and a HUGE series of severe cuts in public spending.  There is a big risk that they will be forced to default on repayments of their national debt.  Which in turn will hurt the banks they owe that debt to.  Which includes our  banks, which we have already bailed out once.

Standard and Poor have also downgraded PortugalSpain will probably be next.  Then maybe Italy.  A slow-motion series of tumbling domino’s is happening before our very eyes. 

A package of help worth 45 billion Euro’s (not enough according to Goldman Sachs)  is/was being arranged to bail Greece out, but Germany (who have been sensible enough to keep out of trouble) are saying that if their  portion is going to Greece, they want certain commitments.  Like all those savage spending cuts we were talking about just a moment ago.  Go back to step one.

Germany (and others) are suggesting that Greece should leave the Euro, at least temporarily, before all the financial earthquakes actually bring an end to the Euro.  .  The Daily Moaner is not clever enough to know what the Greeks use for money then.  Go back to drachma’s?  A meeting to discuss it is arranged for May 10th.  Your editor flies out to Greece on May 12th, and what he will find is anyone’s guess.  Will he be able to return?  Suppose my airline is unable to pay Greek airport taxes?  What happens then?  Do they hold us to ransom until the bill is paid?

Why is all this important?  Because although we are not in the euro, Britain is standing in the queue, sort of.  Our national debt is so high, it cannot be seen with binoculars.  We are running an annual deficit which adds to the debt every second.  And not one of the main political parties really wants to talk about it.  They believe if they told us the whole truth, they wouldn’t get elected.  Let’s all pretend it’s not happening.  Translation — they are putting party before country.

You are being asked to vote for gutless bastards.  But then — you knew that already.

BOOB-QUAKE 2010

Filed under: Men of God,Religion,Women — Tags: , — lenko @ 10:46 am
Jennifer McCreight

Jennifer in her Lab Uniform

BoobQuake 2010 has now come and gone, with no more earthquakes than is normal, and the world of science is indebted to Miss Jennifer McCreight (pronounced Mc-Right, as is appropriate for a female).  Although only 22-ish, Jennifer was astute enough to pick up on the recent announcement by Iranian religious authorities that immodestly displayed female wobbly bits were the root cause of seismic upheavals.  Learn more of the back-story here, and of Jennifer here.

Readers should note that the Daily Moaner’s motivation in picturing Jen here is to promote a proper spirit of scientific enquiry, and is in no way related to the fact that she is amazingly good to look at.  She is believed to be personally responsible for several minor tremors.

Jen is an American, which seems a hard thing to say about anyone, though she is an intelligent  American, which are kind of thin on the ground.  At present she is trapped in Indiana, but we’re sure she’ll fight her way out soon.

In a spirit of scientific endeavour, she organised a fighting force of like-minded women, who agreed to display themselves on Monday — BoobQuake Day 2010  –  in order to measure the cumulative effect.  Although some displays did  cause a few localised upheavals within the male population, the observed effect on the earth’s crust was zero.  So another theory has been laid to rest, though the Daily Moaner believes that further trials should be conducted.

April 26, 2010

The Toffs of War

Filed under: British Politics,Satire — Tags: — lenko @ 5:29 pm

Yesterday the Great One was heard to say “The Tories are planning an assault on all the pillars of the Welfare State.”  And now Ed Balls tells the Mirror “The Conservatives are fighting a class war against our teachers and schools on behalf of the estates of millionaires and billionaires”.

NOTES FROM THE FRONT

Toffs of War

Toff Forces with a Prisoner-of-War

Brownite artillery was last night mounting an offensive against Conservative troops, dug in and believed to be sheltering behind Eric Pickles.  Several battalions of the crack Unite Regiment were reported to have stormed the Tory stronghold at CCHQ, under the heroic leadership of Colonel Sir Charles Whelan.

Legions of Conservative Toffs, wearing their traditional  top-hats and Eton collars, had attacked a Welfare State pillar, and were shooting chunks out of it in an attempt to topple the whole edifice.  Scores of prisoners-of-war have been taken, it is believed to be enslaved by the sinister Bullingdon Club.  Hundreds of anti-smoking campaigners have also been rounded up and interned, possibly to serve in the planned Daily Moaner nationwide chain of smoke-easies. Click here for more information.

Elsewhere, General Sir Edward Balls-Balls-Balls-Balls was guiding his highly-trained ASBO squadron in a rescue operation, in a bid to free thousands of teachers  kidnapped by Tory millionaires.  They, however, had counter-attacked by littering the battleground with twenty-pound notes, in a move designed to distract the oiks, rotters and bounders.

Gurkhas

Joanna Lumley leads the Charge

An hour ago, after preparatory shelling from Ministry limousines, a line of Labour think-tanks rolled into Whitehall, loaded with 72 millimetre platitudes.  They were quickly repelled by Gerka Berkas Joanna Lumley, treading her way warily through hundreds of unexploded clichés.

Meanwhile, safe behind Labour lines, Brig. Peter Mandelson was admiring his medals drawing up plans for a major push. He told our reporter: “We must go all out in a final offensive. We must deploy every lie, every half-truth, every rumour.  Does this uniform make my bum look big?

Behind the scenes, both Toff and ASBO-Brownite negotiators have been pleading tearfully arguing toughly for support from nearby neutral Cleggites, resplendant in their Home Guard uniforms and rusty rifles.

And it is believed that Brownite scientists are on the verge of developing a new kind of statistic — a statistic so powerful it could wipe out all opposition for miles around.

Note:  A denial has been issued that Harriet Harman had been shot.  The report should have stated that Harriet Harman had been shit. We apologise for the error.

April 25, 2010

Sunday Drivel

Filed under: How to...,Just Plain Silly — Tags: , — lenko @ 1:04 pm

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HOW TO GROW A BEARD:

Long Long Beard

Lifetime Award Beard

A busy day, as your editor — already handsome enough for two — has decided to grow his beard again. Yes, he is aware that this may stir the hearts of local females.  But these risks must be taken. It is time to bring out the beard again.  And anyway, it is something to do.

This beard has appeared in various forms over the years, sometimes clipped short and rakish, at other times bushy enough to gain entree to the Taliban.  In the seventies it was sculpted into a really nasty bandito style, which has resulted in ten years worth of photo’s which simply cannot be looked at.

In its present form, it is more a beard to suit a serious auteur; a professorial beard, deep and intelligent, though without being ponderous.  It is a serious beard, with just a hint of humour.  Or perhaps a humorous beard with a tinge of underlying seriousness.

Anyone who has ever grown a beard — you there, madam  — will know the inordinate amount of time this entails.  The infant beard must be stroked, and admired, and stroked again many times a day.  It must be examined minutely from all angles.  It must be monitored to ensure an even growth of hair.

Hairs which have the sheer cheek to be grey must be plucked out immediately, despite the agony. It is no good telling oneself that this makes one appear distinguished.  It does not.  It makes one look ancient.  There are hair nutrients such as Baby-Bio, to rub in, though we do not recommend these.

Or there is dye.  But no real man stoops to dyeing his beard.  What if things go wrong? What if it comes out purple and green, or in polka dots?  Besides, dyeing is as time-consuming as shaving, so what is the point?  But this is the solution of an absolute wuss, and should not be considered.

The George Clooney Beard

The George Clooney Beard

In the High Street, the beard should be observed in motion, in shop windows.  Passing strangers must be surreptitiously observed for their reactions to the beard.  Have they shied away from it, recoiling perhaps in revulsion?  Are women giving it enough attention? Should the beard be longer perhaps, for them to want to run their fingers through?  Is size important?  Time to establish a target-beard.

Famous beards at time of writing include the George Clooney just-stopped-shaving beard, the Brian Blessed, the Father Christmas and the W.G. Grace. Novices are not advised to go for the Lifetime Award beard. (Pictured above)

W.G. Grace

The W.G. Grace beard

It will be no use asking friends for their opinion of your new face furniture.  This is because your friends are all liars, just like you. One will suggest a simple surgical procedure called shaving, though this is not available on the NHS. Others will merely giggle madly and run away.  Yet others will assure you that “it does a certain something for you ” without saying what it is.

For those experienced beard owners who decide to dispose of their beard, possibly by selling it on E-Bay, a word of warning.  Do not expect people to notice straight away.  Years ago, your editor shaved off a three-year fully matured beard, on a whim.  Despite having a wife, daughter and son, plus friends, it was four days before anyone noticed.

And now for a quiet lie-down in a darkened room.  This beard growing is exhausting work.

Some Mad Boasting

Filed under: British Politics,Satire,Short Fiction — Tags: — lenko @ 10:53 am
Boys Fighting

Take That, Rat-Face!

Two more questionable flights of fancy from Lenko appear on Anna Raccoon’s site, which is usually much  more sensible than this one.  Why not go there, instead?

These two school stories of life at Blogwarts’ School after the first and second leaders debates, reveal the scheming and plotting behind the contest to be Head Boy , and feature all the usual characters of Bully Brown,  Cameron the Cad and Clever Cleggie.  Also Mandelson, the school sneak,  Bercow the caretaker, and Matron Harriet, she of the baby-blue eyes…

Blogwarts and the Deathly Election  shows the three boys as they receive the poll results from the Headmaster, and the instant plotting as they vie for each other’s support.

Bun Fight at the UK Corral details the horrific bread-roll-fuelled free-for-all in the hours after the second debate.  Only the Mad Maths Master can restore peace and tranquility to the school.

Look out in coming weeks for the Blogwarts  TV series, the film, serialisation in the Daily Mail, bath-towels, beer-mats and drinking mugs.

Oh yes — and election.

Another Disappointment

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: — lenko @ 10:02 am

Miss Money-PigHey-ho, another disappointment!  Your editor has spent the last hour anxiously scanning the Sunday Times  rich-list, to find that once again his name does not feature.

After a whole year scrimping and scraping, the total on the bank statement has risen by only seven pounds and thirty-two pee, of which one pound fifty was down to the scrimping (whatever that is!) and four quid to scraping.  The balance was a loan from the dog.

The same old names are on this rich-list.   Many of them are completely beyond the pale.  Mittal, Abramovitch, the Duke of Somewhere… some of these people we do not even know .  They are not upon one’s visiting list, and one certainly would not  wish them to be paying attention to one’s marriageable daughters.  Although, cross our palms with silver and…

Ah well, perhaps next year will see your editor’s name on that magic list.  In the meantime, he will continue feeding all his small change into Miss Money-pig.  It all adds up, you know.

We shall now spend the rest of the day sulking.

April 23, 2010

Arrest This Woman!

Filed under: Men of God,Religion,Women — Tags: , — lenko @ 7:10 pm
Jennifer McCreight

Bunker-Busting Boobs

Remember a day or so ago, when the Daily Moaner exposed the female conspiracy currently causing so many earthquakes on this planet, the only one we’ve got?  You can read it here

The scandal was brought to light by Iranian Ayatollah Kazem Sedighi, who had noticed the almost perfect correlation between the exposure of female wobbly bits and titanic upheavals in the earth’s crust.

But one women has taken the story personally.  This is Jennifer McCreight —  a one-woman planet-buster, who looks as if butter wouldn’t melt…  Jennifer has set up a Facebook “Boobquake” page, and already has more than 20,000 other women committed to flashing their boobs and strutting their stuff on Monday next.  Here’s a link to both the story and Jennifer’s  Facebook page.

That’s Monday next.  Or next MondayMonday April 26th.  We know you’re not really interested, but that is the appointed day when these females plan to wobble their bits in public, and — as Jennifer says — embrace the supernatural power of their breasts.

The results, we need hardly say, will be catastrophic .  Landslips, volcano’s, seismic upheavals, rivers of molten lava erupting from the toilet, plagues of locusts and light showers of frogs in hilly areas… all these and more will happen to prove  Mr Sedighi right.  Our advice is to start running NOW.

Or better still, wait for these ladies to flash you, and then run.

Greece, the Musical.

Filed under: Greece — Tags: — lenko @ 2:01 pm

Or actually, no — not the musical. That was just to lure you in.

Three weeks from now, your hunky editor will be lazing under a Greek sun, surrounded by adoring females, all anxious to slather his body with sun-tan oil.  This is a nuisance, but someone has to do it.  Or possibly being ferried around the Islands by Miss Fifi LaBelle, his glamorous chauffeuse.

Until now, a slight cloud on the horizon was that Greece, having spent all the drachma’s from days gone by, have now also spent all the Euro-thingies they had saved up in their trapeza  (Greek for piggy-bank), and one couldn’t be entirely certain that Euro-thingies would still be accepted there.  Thus there was a danger that those delicious chocolate crepes  wouldn’t be available.  Or the adoring females.  We’re sure that you sympathise.

But now, news has just arrived via  Anna Raccoon that Mr Papan Pappdre the Greek Prime Minister has just graciously agreed to accept billions of these Euro’s, which the EU and the IMF were pleading with them to take.

So that’s alright then.  Your editor’s holiday has been saved (volcano’s permitting), chocolate crepes  are back on the menu, ditto adoring females, Greece can write cheques again, and Daily Moaner readers will have nothing to read from May 12th through to May 27th.  UNLESS — we can figure out how to post articles in advance, or find an internet cafe.

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