Category Archives: morality

Sleeping Beauty

Personally, I love a good story. In fact there’s nothing quite like a fairy tale with a happy ending to instil the spirit of the festive season.

Unless, of course, you’re a kill joy and total arsehole like Sarah Hall from North Shields who rather stupidly claims that Sleeping Beauty sends an ‘inappropriate sexual’ message to young children and insists that her school bans it. She says the story is irresponsible because it teaches children it is acceptable to kiss women while they are asleep. Apparently it’s all about sexual behaviour and consent. It’s just not appropriate in these enlightened times.

I expect the next victim will be Cinderella with it’s inappropriate sexual stereotyping and gender roles. FFS!

Anyhow, you might be interested in the original version of the story as written by Giambattista Basile in the 17th century, entitled “Sun, Moon, and Talia”:

Talia, the daughter of a lord, falls into a deep slumber after pricking her finger on a magical splinter. The lord cannot bear the thought of burying his beloved daughter and decides to leave her to rest in one of his estates.

One day a king is led into the estate and is enchanted by Talia’s beauty. He tries to wake her, but after failing to do so, he carries her to a bed and has sex with her while she sleeps.

The king then leaves Talia, who falls pregnant and gives birth to twins, a boy and a girl, all while still asleep.

She only awakes when one of her children mistakenly sucks the magical splinter out of her finger.

I think it’s important to maintain the historical accuracy of these old stories, so I can’t wait for the panto season…

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The Ministry of Truth

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I was interested to read this morning an article in the Daily Fail by Katie Hopkins about the infiltration of our schools by snowflakes and libertarians who are brainwashing our children.

She’s quite right when she says that it’s fine for teachers to teach our children to think, but goes on to point out that that what’s increasingly happening is that teachers are teaching our children what to think. By pushing their own agenda and their biased view of the world, they’re brainwashing an entire generation – and that’s not only wrong, it’s dangerous as well.

The anti-Trump protests are a visible example of this insidious practice. I worry when I see 9 year old kids carrying banners saying things like “Not my president” or “Immigrants welcome” or “No hate, No racism!” because my grandson is 9 years old and is certainly not au fait with the complicated goings on in world politics. He simply doesn’t understand it. And why should he? He’s 9 nine years old and enjoying his childhood. Plenty of time later for worrying about the state of the world!

When kids start coming home and telling their parents that Mr Trump is a racist and wants to do bad things, I seriously wonder how young children could have arrived at this opinion unless it was rammed down their throats by teachers with their own political agenda. I doubt my 9 year old knows very much about the new President of the USA or, for that matter, about Brexit. Somebody is filling their heads with this stuff.

Now I’ll admit that some of this might be down to the political leanings of the parents and that’s been going on for generations. My political leanings might have been considerably different if my father had a different job to the one he actually had. He never rammed his political opinions down my throat, but at the same time we are all heavily influenced by our upbringings. I’m not defending it – it’s just the way it is and has always been. But it is worrying when out teachers do it.

We send our kids to school to be educated, not molded; taught to think not what to think; to behave not how to behave. It’s a school, not the ministry of truth. They’re there to be educated, not re-educated.

Orwell got it right – he just got the year and venue wrong…

The blame game

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I probably won’t be very popular for writing this, but since when did that ever stop me. I’m going to write about the Hillsborough verdict…

15 April 1989. What were you doing on 15 April 1989? Can you remember because I can’t. So can we really expect crystal clear recollections about that fateful day when 96 people died? Especially when you’re required to recount them at an inquest?

The original inquest recorded a verdict of accidental death. Subsequent investigations revealed that the police had been somewhat economical with the truth and the words ‘cover up’ were mentioned. Certainly it seems that they were covering their backsides and there’s no excuse for that. But does it makes the deaths any less misfortune? Nobody set out that day to deliberately kill 96 people.

The officer in charge is clearly traumatised by the events of that day. PTSD has struck him down and he’s very frank about how remorseful he feels that he couldn’t have done better. But we can all be wise after the event. Does that mean he should be prosecuted for his actions? Or should he be pitied for the witch hunt to find somebody to blame?

The culture of the 21st century is very different to that of 1989. We live in a world of ambulance chasing lawyers and the inherited culture of America where nothing is ever an accident and somebody has to be blamed. If we walk down the street and trip over a paving stone then it’s not our fault for not looking where we’re going. It’s the fault of the council for not maintaining the pavement or the poor sod who laid the stone. It’s always somebody else’s fault.

And that’s what I find so unpalatable about the Hillsborough verdict. Even the jury couldn’t agree more a more than 7-2 majority verdict of unlawful killing. Reading the report, there were many factors involved and many lessons to be learnt from that day. And it’s not so much that we have to wheedle out somebody to blame, but the fact that the supporters themselves are exonerated of any part they played.

After all, they were there too. But remember – in 2016, it’s always somebody else’s fault…

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My cartoon of the week…

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Apparently not…

I had to piss my self laughing when I heard about a bunch of hackers getting into the infidelity site Ashley Madison and grabbing all the details of the sleazeballs that inhabit it. Serves the fuckers right!

Apparently “Life’s too short. Have an affair!” Well, I say bollocks to that. I’ve often been appalled by the behaviour of men who reckon that the best way to go through life is to stop thinking with your head and start thinking with your crotch. Sometimes I feel ashamed to be part of the same sex.

But hang on! There’s an assumption here that this site is populated predominantly with men looking for a bit on the side. This thing cuts both ways because it takes two to tango. The women must be just as bad. I find that even more appalling because women have been striving for equality with men – and that’s fine – but do they really have to stoop to the same moral lows in order to do so? If so, how disappointing!

I’ve been married for 31 years to my second wife. The first one pissed off after shagging the next door neighbour taking all my money, credit cards, house contents, car and daughter with her, so from my point of view life isn’t too short so have an affair. When I married my wives, I meant what I said. Seemingly the first Mrs D couldn’t live up to her promises even though I did. I’ve no such qualms with the the second Mrs D because, apart from anything else, her first husband shit all over her.

I’m not taking a religious stance here. I’m not even trying to take the moral high ground. However, I do think that fucking about like this – literally – destroys a relationship that really ought to mean a hell of a lot more than just sex. We’re rational human beings (hopefully) not alley cats.

Then another thought occurred to me. This shower or morally repressed shite is about to float on the stock exchange making millions for its founders. What better way to publicise the company than to put out a story like this? Call me cynical but that doesn’t make me wrong.

I thought Hugh Hefner was a slimy creep when he founded Playboy, but these guys put him to shame. I sincerely hope this all comes back to bite them.