Dare to Dream, Leicester

Regular readers will know by now that that in the great scheme of all things sport, football features pretty low down on the list. I mean, I would sooner watch show jumping than a game of soccer, but today? In the spirit of all dramas and tradition of change, I will be a footie 'fan' because plucky underdogs Leicester City are on course to deliver a grand upset and add its name to the long list of British sporting achievements. And this is a team that im reliably informed was fighting relegation last season.
Too many things are labelled "legends" and "heroes" these days but Leicester City will become one of the few genuine heroes which is a welcome pause from the shitty news this world serves up.

Leicester City were 5000 to 1 betting odds at the beginning of the season, and even when the doubters did their sour doubting thing the Foxes stayed their course to railroad through, too busy making history to be concerned with doubting Thomas mob.

Anyway enough blah blah, gp Foxes, go!

Peta vs HollyBored

Pity mun!

PETA have said it's planning to stage protests at various Hobbit premieres around the world after ponies, goats, sheep and chickens died making the film.
Now I don't wish to sound cold here, and we have a duty to care for animals, but will people really be upset/angry or even bothered over this news? Afterall we are a meat loving species whatever spin the vegans put on it and millions of chickens are killed every day for those beloved KFC Bargain buckets. Plus I suspect the lines at the cinema for the Hobbit will still be extremely healthy. Sure there will the initial huffing and shouts of "this is an outrage!" But folk will setle down once the headlines are cold.
Hollywood have it all figured out. And so has Mr Jakes. This is how it works ~ Hollywood doesnt give a sh*t about you not giving a sh*t. Its a sad full stop but its true nonetheless. There was no pleasure in pointing this unhappy fact out, and as I look out to a dark and rainy evening, it isn't hard to imagine demons out there at work. (Bit of 'artistic dramatics' to end this post with.)

Carpet Walkers

Hi, im Sissy Screengrabber

 

Why do people insist on waiting outside arenas and such, just to watch celebrities walk on some silly red carpet and attend award shows like the recent GQ Awards? It seems so....pathetic to me, and not at all how supposed civilised, sentinet beings should behave. Go to any newspaper website with a GQ Award story (or watch live coverage of a film premier) and there you will see pictures of them, grinning mobs waving mobile phones around and screeching some famous persons name like they were the Messiah. I suspect if ever I met one of these nitwits in a pub, I would get a better conversation with Mr Screengrabber up there. He looks less sinister too.
In this celebrity obssessed age, I really should accept that this has become the 'norm' for such sad behaviour but I don't want to damn it! I refuse to believe (as much as I am able) that a race of beings who included Leonardo Da Vinci and William Shakespeare in their number, could be so excited and even smitten by the mere sight of somebody who happens to be in the public eye. "Yippee! Angelina Jolie just walked past!" Come on now people, this is not a big deal. Or even a small deal. Surely you have a better life (and mind) than this? Please say you do!
And as for the GQ Awards, Nancy Dell'Olio at 51 years of age made the rest of the women (half her age) look quite plain and 'plastic baggy'.