Monday, 27 September 2010
Sunday, 26 September 2010
There's more to life than books you know
I have been reading lots of books. Not having a job for ages and ages has meant I have lots of free time and Christ knows my mind could do with some enriching beyond the itv website and writing hateful comment on Daily Mail online. For the last few weeks I have been temping for pennies in the outer reaches of east London and commuting for what seems like hours. I am surrounded by millions of books in my parent's house and currently live opposite a library so I don't really have an excuse. I do certainly give off an air of being far better read than I am so I should probably consider the fact that somebody might trip me up one day. Also, it's better than a lot of telly.
Here are my critiques of what I've been reading for what they are worth. Bear in mind I got level 8 in my English SATs in year 9. This is Very High Indeed. We shall forget the C at English Lit A-Level because a) I already had my place at Chelsea so I didn't study very hard and b) Who cares about The bloody Crucible anyway.
To Kill A Mockingbird: Amazing. It made me cry on the tube. Luckily the other passengers took no notice whatsoever. Reading a book that repeatedly uses word 'nigger' in a confined space made me a little uneasy in case somebody saw it and thought I was reading BNP literature or something. I had my 'this is a seminal work about racism and predjudice in the twentieth century and only the ignorant stupid characters use that word and Atticus says it's common and it won a Pulitzer prize and um, I'm definitely not racist.' speech all prepared just in case. Obviously I had no cause to use it.
Wuthering Heights: Beautifully written and terribly dramatic and powerful but every single character is more spiteful, hateful and nasty than the last.
Heart of Darkness: Not actually finished it yet but it is really good and pretty short so should be done in a day or too. Lots of pretty descriptions.
Three Men In A Boat: Funny as fuck. Made me ROFLMAO I wish Arron would read it as he would find it very amusing but he won't as it's more than 100 years old and he has very strict rules about these things.
Dracula: I can't put it down. I take the longer route home just so I get to read it on the tube. Being buried in a book also means you can pretend not to see the pregnant or elderly people standing up while you sit in those blue sticker seats. I might even go and read it in St John's churchyard which is where a lot of it takes place apparently. THAT'S how much I am enjoying it.
Kisses.
C
PS. I was obviously only joking about books being better than telly.
Here are my critiques of what I've been reading for what they are worth. Bear in mind I got level 8 in my English SATs in year 9. This is Very High Indeed. We shall forget the C at English Lit A-Level because a) I already had my place at Chelsea so I didn't study very hard and b) Who cares about The bloody Crucible anyway.
To Kill A Mockingbird: Amazing. It made me cry on the tube. Luckily the other passengers took no notice whatsoever. Reading a book that repeatedly uses word 'nigger' in a confined space made me a little uneasy in case somebody saw it and thought I was reading BNP literature or something. I had my 'this is a seminal work about racism and predjudice in the twentieth century and only the ignorant stupid characters use that word and Atticus says it's common and it won a Pulitzer prize and um, I'm definitely not racist.' speech all prepared just in case. Obviously I had no cause to use it.
Wuthering Heights: Beautifully written and terribly dramatic and powerful but every single character is more spiteful, hateful and nasty than the last.
Heart of Darkness: Not actually finished it yet but it is really good and pretty short so should be done in a day or too. Lots of pretty descriptions.
Three Men In A Boat: Funny as fuck. Made me ROFLMAO I wish Arron would read it as he would find it very amusing but he won't as it's more than 100 years old and he has very strict rules about these things.
Dracula: I can't put it down. I take the longer route home just so I get to read it on the tube. Being buried in a book also means you can pretend not to see the pregnant or elderly people standing up while you sit in those blue sticker seats. I might even go and read it in St John's churchyard which is where a lot of it takes place apparently. THAT'S how much I am enjoying it.
Kisses.
C
PS. I was obviously only joking about books being better than telly.
Sunday, 5 September 2010
Love Morrissey Hate Racism (or Hoisin Is Now)
Morrissey is clearly not a racist. Yes, he chose His words poorly (or indeed very carefully) and should have specified that the people who do this to animals are indeed subhuman but that the entire nation is not. China have an appalling record for animal cruelty and there are no current laws in place to protect animals, they are indisputably among the world's worst perpetrators and should be brought to account. Sir Paul McCartney agrees with him, although of course he can't be a racist; he's a National Treasure and has been to India and everything.
Sadly acts of brutality towards animals in many countries, ours included (also, see below post) are steeped in tradition and therefore considered sacrosanct, no matter how cruel or barbaric they may be. Apparently preserving a 'way of life' is more important than mass suffering. Morrissey tirelessly condemns these practices and for that he should be applauded.
Oh and if one more idiot in the press cites National Front Disco as an example of His racist leanings I shall scream. LISTEN TO THE FUCKING WORDS.
Let's all just sign this and not call him anymore nasty names.
Kisses
Clare
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