Loves and Haterades

(borrowing from someone else's blog that I'm not sure I like that much anymore)


Love: Pervez Musharaf is called Mush (he's gone mushy ...when? no one tells me anything)

Love: Blair out... that’s good...but how does anyone Asian listen to George Galloway without going into fits of giggles. There is that glorious accent that makes syllable soup of Wa Alaikum As-Salaam. Strangely Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim rolls of his tongue. And that pompous way of delivering radical political speeches, like he is hugely self-conscious that he may (small 2% chance) be making history (if he gets anywhere that is)

It is ...deep meaningful pause...time...pause...to ...pause...go...wild clapping (as if they didn't know what he was going to say)

In my heart I expected international politics to be more sophisticated. I expect Laloo's speech to reduce me to hysterics. But I'm surprised to find Laloo intriguing in an earthy sort of way and George Galloway making me feel like he doesn't really think he's communicating to an intelligent audience. ergo ... word .. pause .. word .. pause pause pause...

But still, nonetheless love... I love his metaphors. Blair is in a Monica Lewinsky relationship with Bush. If everybody’s mind there did not go to a bad place, then I know nothing about … my fellow beings. And Brown and Blair being two cheeks of an arse…all I can say is.. LOL.

The man strangely though, looks nice, did drink milk from a saucer from a blonde girl's hand on a television show while crawling on his hands and knees, and does say the most radical things. There are a few things I wonder about though... does he get the Hindu Indians in his camp, because he's distinctly Muslim, short of wearing a skullcap. And I’ve heard Islamic greetings, words, thrown with such ease when I was in different parts of Europe in music festivals specifically, but I don't see that here. Makes me wonder about how comfortable we really are.


Haterade: Condoleeza Rice is expecting to get married.. (oh my fucking god, how???)

More haterade: The only reason I know about international politics is missing because of the same politics

More and more haterade: visas

More and more and more haterade: Today could have been a day of endless shagging, and I can't help forgetting that through the day. Something happens, and I forget that this is a momentous day of Not Cheating, of Fidelity. I can't seem to hold onto the feeling that what I'm doing today is special. But then I think about it, and realise its not like I want the shagging/fucking minus the kissing anymore or that specific brand of Priapism's fuck-style (can be described as insert-plug-vibrate for a loooooooooong time)

Yet...when you stare into your hot chocolate, look around, see younger faces with their entire lives ahead of them at 20... you wonder why you would be so stupid as to not take up someone's offer to fuck you all day...

even if its Priapism.