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“I cant believe you idiots who dont like good charlotte, but like them? a 40 year old band trying to be rock? they suck, with their songs that try and copy blink 182’s songs, even the voice, in that lame song “sorrow”…. their lyrics suck ass… and their sounds are unoriginal…. get a clue in to what good music is…green day, blink 182, good charlotte, 311, ect
WHATEVER BYE
their is a reason their name starts with ‘bad’
and good charlottes name starts with ‘good’ its all in the music BABY”
Self Clownage for morons part… 1,000,000
This is unfucking believable brothers and sisters. I think this is a piece which should be posted on Tear it Down… but I’m just too fucking enraged, and too damn newly fangled to post there today.
I just recieved the following email at university:
“Evangelist John Das comes to us from Washington DC. He is part of a large organisation which works primarily with college campus’s and student bodies across America. He is often to be seen in large stadium events with Ron Luce and other top speakers on Christian TV. John has consistently over twenty years or so led thousands of young people to Jesus. He is known right across the African Continent for large crusade events. But John is best known for his youth work establishing a number of youth ministries including the two thousand strong youth choir in Nairobi, Kenya.”
Now I am currently reading American Facists by Chris Hedges (buy your copy today its rad!) and this Ron Luce guy is a total fucking asshole.
Some have criticized his organization, citing frequent militant statements by him such as: “This is war. And Jesus invites us to get into the action, telling us that the violent—the ‘forceful’ ones—will lay hold of the kingdom,” and exhorting his young followers to proclaim in unison: “I will keep my eyes on the battle, submitting to Your code even when I don’t understand.”
Luce has also publicly condemned “purveyors of popular culture” as “the enemy,” who according to Luce are “terrorists, virtue terrorists, that are destroying our kids… they’re raping virgin teenage America on the sidewalk, and everybody’s walking by and acting like everything’s OK. And it’s just not OK.” This type of imagery is said to be used under the context of a spiritual “battle” between good and evil.
I’m sure the type who associate with this movement of Evangelicals will be just as fucking retarded.
Check out that Chris Hedges book, and send angry emails to: er.pressoffice@northumbria.ac.uk
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LAW HOODIES!!!
YES THEY ARE FINALLY HERE SO YOU CAN STOP ASKING FOR THEM!!
• MEMBERS GET THEM FOR £18
• NON-MEMBERS GET THEM FOR £24
THEY WILL COME IN EITHER TERQUOISE BLUE OR DARK GREY! LECTURE SHOUT OUTS WILL BE HAPPENING THIS WEEK TO SHOW THE COLOURS AND WE SHOULD HAVE EXAMPLES OF THE COLOURS WITH US WHEN WE ARE SELLING THEM
THEY WILL BE ON SALE OVER THE NEXT TWO WEEKS SO THE ORDER GOES IN BEFORE CHRISTMAS AND WE GET THEM BACK IN THE NEW YEAR.
1ST SALE IS TOMORROW FROM 11AM UNTIL 4PM IN THE 1ST FLOOR HUB YOU WILL BE NOTIFIED OF THE OTHER TIMES LATER.
Other news
• Christmas lawsoc is coming up on the 6th December, Sea will be decorated and Christmas fancy dress is the theme. Lets all have a Holly Jolly time. More info to come next week.
• Careers evening – we have got over 20 trainee solicitors from Dickinson Dees, Eversheds, Sinton’s, Irwin Mitchell, Hay and Kilner and more attending so if you have put your name down make sure you attend or e-mail Andrew.watson@unn.ac.uk if you are unable to attend. It’s a great opportunity for people to network and find out information on life as a solicitor so lets not waste any places.
Cheers
The Grey Society
Hello everybody. Hanging out in Newcastle and having a great time…. thats what I would be typing if I wasn’t sitting in the University library, writing about the doctrine of Cy-Pres, and glancing out of the window to see unrelenting night, at 9:30 in the morning. Still. Having a positive day as you can tell.
Really in the mood for building a website. Might do something weird to this website. Don’t know what. I like blogging. Its just too hard to maintain a blog you built yourself. So time consuming. The Tear it Down blog takes so long to fucking post on. This one is really rapid fire. You type… press publish… then can relax.
Last week was a bit crazy. I was drunk a lot. That was fun. Had some fun nights out. Except for when Rich fell asleep in the glass spider and couldn’t function enough to walk home/open his apartment door. Haha. Crackers. Good times though.
Trying to catch up on all the work I missed over the last 2 drunken/ill weeks. Doing quite well at it thanks for asking. I just got served with a piece of coursework due in in 3 weeks. Should be fine, I’m on top of it. I’m off in 2 weeks which is fucking bliss. Off for a whole month. Back for 3 months. Off for 6 months… with the odd exam here and there in that period. Bliss. Uni is pretty good for time off like.
Fuck need to think about getting a work experiance placement next summer for a couple of weeks. That will be so fucking lame but its something I really need to do if I want a jobby. Fucking stupid corperate assholes. Its like the fucking apprentice on my course, I swear to god. Everyone is so fucking worried about their careers defending a large corperation. They are fucking morons. I see some idiot found this site on google by typing in “Northumbria University Hoodies”. Fucking stupid sack of shit wanker. What an asshole. GO SUCK ON MY FUCKING SHIT. ha.
In other news I’m writing music. Pretty good music.
That is all. Fairwell fellow capitalist pigs. FUKCK YOU! Marc Mallan – “Zoop!”
I love that fucking song.
How is everybody today? Nice to hear. I’m fine thank you for asking. Just been toiling away writing a song. Its okay so far. Just cant be arsed with the whole activity. I need to finish the packaging for the Uni Wrong CD and get it to the printing press (aka Northumbria University Library). Just the back layout left to do. Shouldn’t be too taxing if I set my mind to it. I think I’ll do that tomorrow. Can’t be arsed today. Can’t be arsed with anything it would seem.
I have to record a podcast today. Got some cool stuff to talk about. Just need to harass Jord into coming over and doing it with me. Hopefully he will. I’ve also got to go to band practice with Uni Wrong today. We haven’t played together for 2 months so it should be eventful to say the least. Dont know whats happening with the gig on Thursday. Hopefully it’ll all go to plan.
Tell you what isn’t really a mystery. What an unbelievable stupid cunt this guys is:
Look at his annoying face. He should have killed himself long ago. He would not be missed on this planet. Sigh. Well we live in hope.
Maybe I’ll do that artwork today. Its either artwork or University Seminar preparation. I’m actually leaning towards the seminar preparation right now. Strange. What do I have to prepare for? Ahh yes, employment law. That’ll be a biggy. The fucking lecturer was off so we haven’t covered half of the shit we need to know for the seminar. Should really get a start on that. I think I’m going to.
Need to go for a run today too. Record of choice? Back to Convenience by Rentokill. What a record. I enjoy it immensely. I just hope certain annoying people don’t latch onto them and make them unlistenable. That would be a tragedy.
Right. Off to kill mysel….. I mean… go for a run. Late.
“We’re also going to be making the hoodies again, and dont tell me you didn’t buy one last year, cos thats just like… stupid! hahahahahahah”
Its true everybody. They’re making the “School of Law” hoodies again. What better excuse to saunter aimlessly around City Campus East looking like an absoulte… tosser. When the grey society representative uttered the above quote (to quite some fanfare), in the corner, alone, you could see me visibly cringe for the future. Its not my idea of cool, in the middle of october, to wear grey sweatpants (which show how much of a pin-dick you actually are) with sandles, a rugby shirt and a “School of Law” hoodie. Infact, sounds like a recipe for suicide.I’ll stick with my GFK shirt. I custom made it.
Anyway. I didnt attend that second lecture yesterday. I actually couldn’t face it. I wrote my blog and went home. I can’t believe I was looking forward to University. Its actually not as bad as last year, but the people who inhabit this course are fucking idiots. Bone-racked spazzes with limp handshakes, zit-cream ordered by mail.
Oh cool. A new email. “The grey society will be taking over coc-soc at sea this thursday for the 1st law-soc.” – KILL ME! I can’t bear to look at these assholes never mind socialise with them! Suffice to say, I shall not be in attendance. I’ll be playing with Tripdash.
Oh god. They’re surrounding me. They’re jumping on the bean bags behind me. I feel on edge. I gotta go.
Its fine. I just walked over to the printer and looked at their position. They’re all looking out of the window and not scrutinising me. They make me feel sick though. To think I actually talked to them at the start of last year. Pretty strange. I knew I couldn’t relate to them then, and I know it now.
Now here’s a revelation. I have seen this guy walking around, in a wasted festival tshirt. He was doodling a NOFX logo one day when I sat behind him. Now, I’ve been doing my very best to wear propagandhi, descendednts and operation ivy tshirts and stand around him. No eye contact. Punks dont stick together. They exclude. My one shot at a buddy at university and I’m excluded. He was in my seminar class last year but never attended… sounds familiar (ahem.)
Okay, I’m really going this time.
Actually I’m not. This is quite funny. Andy Malone texted me:
“I might be a bit late but I’m sure thats ok. Going to sculpt my guns at the Uni Gym, you should understand as Uni gym and Uni Wrong are good Pals?”
Okay bye.
This is the last time I’m posting about my dreams. So today’s dream all started back at my old house. I was walking up my old street, in some pajamas and a dressing gown, trying not to look weird. It was dark… early in the morning I’d guess. Lots of people were about in the street, going about their lives. I did my best not to look weird.
I reach the top of the street and see Jonny standing there. I ask him if he’s getting a lift off someone to go to uni. Turns out he is. A car pulls up and he gets in.
So then I’m in an episode of House. It turns out, for House to think straight and solve all of the bliss medical mysteries, he has to have a sort of woodern frame placed around him. It’s magnetic and looks like a piece of antique furniture. So we put it up and it fits around the 2 couches we’re all sitting at.
Then I was at a movie premier and Jennifer Saunders is there. Luckily she knows Hugh Laurie so it doesn’t matter that we’re early and don’t have tickets.
Then my head is hit off a tree, and Dr Wilson says I’ve got internal bleeding in my head. I can kind of feel the pressure building up, and they have to cut through a massive tree with a drill for some reason. Then they’ll be able to cut open my skull and relieve the pressure.
Self Clownage For Assholes:
Ever felt like you’re not coming across as a fucking idiot? Why not write something like the following. That should solve the problem:
“My plans at the moment are to have an amazing time at uni with my new friends I’ve made there (and also the people I’ve known a lot longer of course), then when I’m finished I plan to go around the US and Canada with Lindsay for a year doing freelance photography, after that I’ll take life as it comes and hopefully have an amazing time along the way.
I’m not so fucking retarded that I have to resort to drugs to have a good time.
I’d much rather spend all of my money and be in shit loads of debt and be happy, than go to work and earn money, but not be able to spend it because I’m stuck in work.
I’m the type of person that enjoys life a lot, even when things are going horribly wrong.
So fuck if life shits on you, make life your own and find a way to make it the best you possibly can.
The way I see things, I’m young and still have a long time left before I have to worry about debts and bills, I do have them now, and although I used to worry, now I don’t.
I don’t plan to worry about them till I’m in my very late 30’s either.”
… A WILHELM SCREAM ARE FUCKING SHITTTTTTE! Here’s the video for their terrible new song:
