Thursday, October 26, 2006

We don't need no water
Let her burn

Belzebozo just applied for planning permission. He's gonna build you an extra wing, with splendid views on the Lake of Fire. I will not forget this...

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Tssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Yeah right!

Friday, October 20, 2006

Antarctic Ice Shelf Collapse Tied to Global Warming

Scientists on Monday reported the first direct evidence linking the 2002 collapse of an Antarctic ice shelf to global warming. The researchers found that stronger westerly winds in the northern Antarctic Peninsula, fueled primarily by human-induced climate change, were responsible for the dramatic summer warming that led to the retreat and collapse of the Larsen B ice shelf.
"This is the first time that anyone has been able to demonstrate a physical process directly linking the break-up of the Larsen Ice Shelf to human activity," said lead author Gareth Marshall from the British Antarctic Survey (BAS). The study, by BAS scientists as well as researchers at the University College London's Centre for Polar Observation and Modeling and the Katholieke Universiteit Leuven in Belgium, was published in the "Journal of Climate." The 1,255-square mile ice shelf collapsed into the Weddell Sea over a 35-day period in early 2002. Scientists believe the 220-meter thick shelf had been in place for some 5,000-12,000 years.

In 2002, 720 billion tons of ice sheet has disintegrated in less than a month. Its disintegration was the third recent, sudden collapse of an Antarctic ice shelf, following the collapses of the 618-square mile Larsen A Ice Shelf in 1995 and the 425-square mile Wilkins Ice Shelf in 1998.
The collapses did not affect sea levels - ice shelves are thick plates of ice, fed by glaciers, that float on the ocean around much of Antarctica. But scientists warn that the loss of ice shelves in the region could predicate sea level rise. Ice shelves act hold back glaciers from the sea and keep warmer marine air at a distance from the glaciers. A study released in 2004 revealed that this concern has started to materialize. It found Antarctic glaciers melting and moving more quickly toward the sea in the wake of the collapse of a Larsen B ice shelf, with several of the glaciers moving at up to five times their previous speed.

In this latest study, Marshall and his colleagues report that global warming - and manmade hole in the ozone layer - has changed Antarctic weather patterns. Scientists worldwide are convinced that human emissions of heat-trapping gases released by the burning of fossil fuels are largely responsible for temperature increases over the past century. The western Antarctic Peninsula has showed the biggest increase in temperatures observed anywhere on Earth over the past half-century. Stronger westerly winds are forcing warm air eastward and over the natural barrier created by the Antarctic Peninsula's 1.25 mile-high mountain chain. During the past 40 years the average summer temperatures in this region of the north-east peninsula has been 2.2 degrees Celsius, but on days when warm winds top the mountains of the peninsula, temperatures rise by 5 to 10 degrees Celsius, the researchers said. This warming created the conditions that allowed the drainage of melt-water into crevasses on the Larsen Ice Shelf, a key process that led to its break-up in 2002.
"Climate change does not impact our planet evenly - it changes weather patterns in a complex way that takes detailed research and computer modeling techniques to unravel," Marshall said. "What we've observed at one of the planet's more remote regions is a regional amplifying mechanism that led to the dramatic climate change we see over the Antarctic Peninsula."

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Question mark

Why did I bother writing this? Why do you bother reading this? Why do the first three sentences of this post start with? Why is this not a rethorical question? Why? Why? Why? Delilah. Why is the penultimate letter of our alphabeth. Why you little... Aaaargh. Is there life after death? Is there life before death? Why do French call it 'le petit mort'. Does actual death really feel as if you've just jacked off? Does actual death really feel as if you jacked off a second time? Why is it called jack off and not David off. Fuck off.

Monday, October 16, 2006

Shoplifters of the world
Unite and bend over

If I go to Hell... Excuse me, let me rephrase that. When I go to Hell, I'm sure the Great Lake of Fire will come in the form of a supermarket. You cannot honestly tell me you don't feel that the inside of any given Wal-Mart, Ahold, Tesco or De-fucking-laize is not the viscous vortex, the wretched wormhole to pure evil. The aisles are just narrow enough to make you touch icky strangers. The voice that announces your meat is ready at the butchers, could just as well announce that they are ready to butcher you. Hey you, be a happy consumer. Three bottles of wine, two peanuts for free. Taste our new dog food. Useless shit, now only 9.99!! Get fucked now, pay 55.99 for the rest of your life. And to top it all off: check-out. I was in the basket-isle. The purpose of this isle is to let Übermenschen like myself speed out of this Babylon before the mongoloid mongrels suck us in to their demi-monde for good. Its purpose is not to let semi-dried up eighty year olds fill tree baskets with more rubble than you could find on Ground Zero, September Eleven 2001, 14:00PM; dislocate their osteoporose shoulder dragging it to the check-out before spending the average lifespan of a parrot looking for a one euro centcoins. I was number 38 in line... All of a sudden lady number 37 realised that she forgot earplugs to plug her husbands nostrils, so she wouldn't hear him snore.
"Sorry sir, could you watch my stuff," she said. About three hours later, she came back (I was up to number 34 by now).
"Where's my Boursin, my bananas and the shoe polish I left."
"Woar wfhat?" I spat. "Waim fhorry, m'am, bwut ifts wuude to cut fe laain. Aiif neffa feen woe before."
Okay, the shoe polish will probably explain why I've been on the toilet the whole evening, but I will go trough a lot of shit if it gets my out of a supermarket.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Shell shock
Go and see Western Ireland, it's your last chance

The Guilford four? The Manchester six? Everyone remotely familiar with Irish recent history knows what I'm talking about. Irish men who've been imprisoned for decades after a hoax process. You can see Daniel Day-Lewis excel in "In the name of the Father" portraying the story of these men. Sadly, Ireland found 5 volunteers to eradicate the numerical inconsistancy of the abovementioned list...The Rossport five.The Rossport Five are James Brendan Philbin, brothers Philip and Vincent McGrath, Willie Corduff and Micheál Ó Seighin. These five men from County Mayo were jailed on June 29th 2005 by Justice Finnegan, President of the High Court of the republic of Ireland, for contempt of court. They refused to obey a court injunction forbidding them to interfere with work being undertaken by Shell, who are building a high pressure gas pipeline across land in Rossport to pipe unrefined natural gas from the offshore Corrib gas Field. Three of the five men own land in Rossport: Phillip McGrath has a house in Rossport and Micheál Ó Seighin lives about five miles from Rossport in Stonefield. The government granted planning permission to Enterprise Oil (subsequently taken over by Shell) to build an onshore gas processing plant and to supply it using a high pressure pipeline which runs as close as seventy metres to the houses of some of these men. The men were released from Cloverhill Prison on 30 September 2005, after 94 days, when Shell applied to the High Court to have the injunction lifted. This came after media and political scrutiny of the case.
Strangely, when you ask for ethical investment funds in your bank, Shell will always feature as one of the stocks because they invest a lot in alternative energy. Brits putting energy in chasing Irishmen from their land can hardly be called alternative if you ask me...

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Sssssssssssssst, it's all so quiet
I even managed to shut up da voices in me head for a moment




Tuesday, October 10, 2006

In Memoriam Paul Hunter
October 14 1978 - October 9 2006

Paul Hunter, the Beckham of snooker, has lost his battle against cancer. Hunter was a three times Masters champion, his last win over Ronnie O'Sullivan - winning 10-9 from 7-2 down - obtained thanks to his girlfriend (and later wife) Lindsey, who gave him a moral boost during the mid session interval. Paul was a half finalist at the World championship in Sheffield in 2003, losing out to Ken Doherty. Daughter Evie Rose was born on Boxing day last year.

Monday, October 09, 2006

More deep thoughts on the political processus
Siegfried Bracke, eat your heart out!

So apparently nobody really lost the elections, and even if they did, the others lost even more or -just as convenient- the others didn't win as much as they said they would. The Nazi's only win a few thousand extra votes in Antwerp and we're celebrating like it's fucking D-day. I've never been so ashamed in my life as when I saw Hugo - look how drunk I can be on national television - Claus saying he was lost for words. Not the way I was, buddy. Please Hugo, either stick to your scribbling or host a reality show on VT4, but if you're the culmination of left wing politics in this country, I'm siding with the Arians... Anyway, nobody seems to realise that still one third of this country would favor a good book burning over the Ghent Film festival (to name but one vaguely cultural experience).

A few hundred votes is enough to turn the average Belgian Joe Schmoe into a potentate, the likes of whom has not roamed these parts since Fernando Alvarez de Toledo, the third Duke of Alva. Let me try and put things into perspective with these words from the secretary of the People who hate people party, Mr. Tommy Tiernan.


"When I was in New York I went to the Space Centre to take a virtual tour of space. It started in Knock (a shit hole in county Mayo, Ireland, the equivalent in Belgium would be Filip Dewinter's asshole, #Bietje#). Then we were in space. There it was: Earth. This blue ball, with no strings, revolving (mind the -r- ,#Bietje#) and flying through space. Even when you're fast asleep: woooooooooooooooooooooosh. You're still travelling through space at an incredible speed. The other planets in our solar system are not nearly that peachy. Covered in dust, rubble and bricks, they've no children, no rabbits... Then we took a look at the other solar systems in our galaxy. Hundreds and thousands of them. With suns that would dwarf our sun. Some of these planets have 19 moons. Nineteen moons: you wouldn't catch a wink of fucking sleep. Then, we looked at the other galaxies in our universe. AND THERE'S MILLIONS OF THEM. Vaster, more gigantic than our one. THEN, we took a look at the other universes. AND THERE'S MILLIONS OF THEM. I'm in tears by now. And then we took a look at the other universes we don't know about, but we fucking know about. AND THERE'S MILLIONS OF THEM. So I realised that, far from being the centre of the universe, far from being important, far from being relevant, nobody knows we're fucking here! ... SO LET'S WRECK THE JOINT!"

Maybe a bit of modesty from our so-called leaders wouldn't be too much to ask...

Sunday, October 08, 2006



People who hate people party
Election time again - Quotes by famous politicians on the results

Abraham Lincoln said: "You can fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but you can not fool all of the people all of the time." He was obviously wrong. People bend over on a regular basis, take out the vaseline and let the politicians have their way with them. Look at Abe's beloved United States. The Elephant has been reigning supreme for nearly seven years now. And Belgium? Well, either we long for the time we could march through the streets with a light-brown uniform and sing Deutsche Schlagers or we like politicians who order the killing of partymembers by Tunesian hitmen... depending if you live in the north or the south of this patetic joke called a country (De Gaulle said that the English invented Belgium to annoy the French). So I voted for the only politician you can trust (a dead one): Mr. Bill Hicks, founding father and president for life of the People who hate people party.


"People who hate people - come together!!"
"NO!"
... We're kinda having trouble getting of the boards, but you know ...
"Are you gonna be there?"
"Yeah"
"Then I ain't fuckin' coming"
"But you're our strongest member!"
"FUCK YOU!"
"That's what I'm talking about, you asshole!"
"Fuck Off!!"
"Damn, we almost had a meeting going..."

So what people do we hate? Well, we don't discriminate. We hate everybody!! Jews, reds, queers, rich, poor, goodlooking, fat, small, tall, blind, mute or deaf. We even hate normal people. And we especially hate retarded morons who think for a split second that this has anything to do with VB. Why? Because men are just a virus on shoes!

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The book in my hand

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His masters voice

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