Monday, February 23, 2009

War Child



There are some morons about aren't there? God help us if we don't look like Victoria and David - they seem to be the standard against which everything is measured these days. Wait until they start getting old and looking a bit wrinkly - that'll really frighten the children - "Muuuuuummm - there's a wrinkled old woman on the telly - she's not got any hips - it's gross! And there's this old man with her - he's got writing all over his arms but it's all gone funny and I can't read it! I may have nightmares!" It is necessary that this sort of behaviour is countered by what follows.

Currently listening to this :



and it is excellent, brilliant and many other superlatives to be found in a thesaurus near you. Especially good is Hot Chip's cover of Transmission, Elbow's Running to Stand Still and Heroes by TV on the Radio. On top of that it's all in a good cause - one of the best in fact. Despite credit crunch, snow, ice and general incompetence of people who really should know better, we do have an easy life in this country in that we do at least stop people becoming soldiers until they are seventeen (because of course anyone of that age is completely aware of what they want to do in life). We should be thankful that we do not have motley-attired infantry standing outside elementary schools offering cool weapons and smart uniforms to kids who should really be doing something else. I bet having one arm doesn't frighten any of those kids.

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