Sunday 27 November 2011

The Nanny State Schools.

The public sector strikes are on the horizon again with little chance of being resolved by Wednesday.

The public sector workers have been losing support as time has gone on; largely thanks to the government’s unfair analysis of them. They claim the public sector are being irresponsible by striking when talks are still on-going. The thing is the talks haven’t moved in months.

Striking is the only right workers in Britain have left and they wouldn’t be doing it if they didn’t feel so strongly about the unfairness of the reform. It’s not a case of total disagreement; it’s about the severity of cuts and the devaluation of their roles.

Thursday 24 November 2011

@Spoilers.

I’ve been a gamer for quite a while now. The Super Nintendo was my first home console and I can still remember the anticipation I felt when a new game was about to be released on it.

Back then games catalogues were immensely smaller and the only real way to find out if a new game was good or bad before was to buy gaming magazines that’d give you a score, detail the positive and the negative points, show you some snapshots of the game and leave you to make your own decision.

Oh how times have changed.

Tuesday 22 November 2011

Facebook: Racism is funny too.

It seems Facebook aren’t happy to accept that their site will slowly become redundant in the next few years; instead they want to self-sabotage their own organisation before the inevitable happens.

Following on from the last post (Keep up Facebook) where Facebook said it was fine to laugh in the face of rape victims, it seems the social network site still hasn’t gotten to grips with the internet yet. It still has the stance of “add a humorous or satirical tag and everything‘s fine.”

Sunday 13 November 2011

Keep up Facebook.

Facebook have finally backed down to pressure and removed a group that depicted rape as a comical activity. I can’t believe it took them so long.

The main group in question was the “You know she's playing hard to get when you're chasing her down an alleyway” like page. It had nearly 200,000 likes on the social network site. That stat alone is one to send shivers down your spine.

Tuesday 8 November 2011

The Heavy Hand of the Law.

Tomorrow there will be a massive student protest in London. They will be protesting against the massive tuition fee hike they’re set to pay in 2012 which leaves them at least £27,000 in debt before they’ve even started their working life.

Tories and other unaffected citizens will no doubt condemn them for protesting. “Just take it on the chin” they’ll say. I wonder if they’d take £9,000 a year leaving their bank accounts on the chin. To be fair, some of them are so rich they probably would.

Monday 7 November 2011

You Don't Say.

The 5th of November has been and gone now, the official day of fireworks up in smoke for another year. Firework pun, hooray! 

This year’s bonfire night will probably be most remembered for a footballing clown setting his bathroom on fire. Of course I can only be talking about Mario Balotelli.

Mario is football’s comedian right now. In his uncanny ability to fail on massive proportions whether it be setting his shower curtain alight, swearing on tele or not being able to put a bib on, nobody matches him in entertainment value. 

Of course the papers were set alight by the bathroom calamity. Balotelli has become their lifeblood in recent months. Without him the tabloids would be bankrupt. The day after City’s drubbing of United the papers went bananas with firework puns. It was almost like a competition between them, who could use the most puns in one article.

Saturday 5 November 2011

Manchester United - A Class Apart.

Manchester United played in the Champions League against Otelul Galati on Wednesday evening at Old Trafford, and I went along to watch it.

It was my first game for a long while. I seem to average about one game a season with United these days which, for a lifelong fan, is pretty poor. Unfortunately I’ve been priced out, I just don’t love the game enough to turn up week in week out and pay through the nose for the privilege.