A while since we’ve done this. So, by popular request, it’s time again to condemn. Here’s a fourteenth open condemnation thread. What’s getting up your goat this week? Which evil political, cultural, social, musical, religious and garden related phenomena need condemnation? (Or loud denunciation?)
I condemn Peter Garrett’s Backyard for talking about gardening tips but not pulp mills. But you may wish to condemn other stuff!
I’ve been condemning perth’s goddamn Cocos palms and Pencil pines gardening wise, and the piece of crap West Australian Newspaper and its minions. politically and culturally. Perth pats and expats can further this with me privately. Grrr.
I condemn all the trolls, corporate shills, useful idiots and sociopaths who repeat the GOP talking points about Al Gore – that he claimed to have invented the Internet (he never claimed this – he claimed to have helped create the Internet, which he did, by drafting the legislation to set it up), that he is too fat, that he has his own personal jet, that he lives in a large energy-guzzling home, that he doesn’t deserve the Nobel Peace Prize, and that his Emmy-award winning film An Inconvenient Truth is inaccurate. These people are enemies of humanity and must be struck out.
I condemn Anna Bligh for dismissing a young gay man’s radio talk back query – about the possibility of equal age of consent law reform in Queensland – in seven icily terse seconds.
http://www.queerradio.org/ABC612_26th_Oct_07_1010_Peter_questions_Premier_Bligh_re_AOC.mp3
I’d like to condemn the crap out of Perth’s shithouse domestic airport, and the equally shithouse taxi services around the city – these two things combine to make the prospect of travelling into or out of the state an absolute fucking misery.
I condemn cardigan-wearing cute French girls
I condemn Lord Cardigan and his actions in the Crimea.
i condem the wanker who stole all my ACDC records, and the producer of my qwerty keyboard for not including the snazzy lightening bolt symbol im my options.
I condemn those that expect a populist election campaign to be won on party principles instead of clever political strategy.
dylwah: you could copy-and-paste the unicode glyph: ⚡
These electric typewriter thingys we use these days are fancy!
I condemn petulant flouncing.
I condemn any sentence containing the words going forward, grow (when used in the sense of “to grow tomatoes” but referring to non-plant entities), and Tuscan.
I condemn my landlord for not fixing my broken bedroom door after 3 weeks of requests!
I condemn domestic relocation.
I condemn all those who might be critical of Lefty E for these wise, elder style, words on another thread….
….”I can assure you ALP-bagging is loads more satisfying when they’re in office.”
I would be far more satisfied, for instance, explaining the difference between a ‘bird bath’ and a ‘pond’ to a new, follically challenged , Environment Minister than a creton from the National Party who drew the last straw.
I condemn Piers Akerman to eternity on a diet of macrobiotic gluten-free tempeh burgers and filtered magnetically-balanced water, with a TV that only picks up ABC broadcasts of interpretive dance recreations of ‘An Inconvenient Truth’, and podcasts of Monica Attard reading radical wimmyns poetry in Russian, while a shiatsu practitioner balances his chakras and lights a candle for every stolen Aboriginal baby, and a host of work-for-the-dole participants breakdance to a hip-hop remix of “Solidarity Forever”.
Since teh godz have answered my pleas, I must condemn.
I condemn myself for scanning the headlines every morning, looking for the Tampa.
I condemn the board of Quadrant for making me laugh so hard coffee came out my nose when they appointed Windschuttle as the editor. Obviously he sees a limited future at the ABC
I condemn Peter Garrett for channeling Peter Cundall.
I condemn those who oppose daylight saving in the west on the grounds that their early morning walk isn’t so early anymore.
Having just listened to the clip linked to by Geoff, I also condemn Anna Bligh. I also condemn the MSM for not seeming to notice that oil hitting $92 a barrel might actually mean something – like peak oil is coming… Oh and I condemn flatmates that don’t understand you don’t use metal on metal when cooking (like a pointy fork on one of my nice saucepans).
I condemn anyone who describes me as a latte sipping lefty as I prefer a long mac and anyone who calls me a chardonnay sipper as I GUZZLE the stuff.
Le condemn, c’est moi.
I condemn myself for having too many clocks in the house and I condemn daylight saving starting in October even if it is nearly over.
I condemn flatulent pouncing.
I condemn all the fluff-buffs who write, edit and market The Age and all the fluff-buff demographic they pander to. I want a real newspaper, not page after page of lifestyle tips and commentary-lite. Especially on a Saturday.
Bring back the National Times!
And I condemn me for thinking maybe this week it will be different and actually wasting money on the rainforest version.
Gummo, you can thank motoring writer and son of motoring writer Tony Davis for the commodification of the Fairfax papers with their quasi standalone lifestyle inserts that have trashed teh Newspaper as we know it.
Re The National Times, where are they now: Brian Toohey writes for the Financial Review, Wendy Bacon teaches journalism at the UTS, Evan Whitton has retired, Andrew Clark writes for The Graudian. The Natty was a hopeless case, anyway, it made no money until it went lifestyle but then it lost readership such as you and me.
We can hark to the good old days of Nation Review and so on, but let’s get real here. We have the web and its vast possibilities including blogs that allow us to publish on a whim to an audience of millions – at least I’d like to think so, he, he. Second, there’s The Monthly and of course, the New Yorker.
(Election and gardening edition)
I curse over-watered bindy-eyed lawns behind white picket fences, cultivated with colonial arrogance by self-centred fools.
Not overly fond of hyacinth infested harbour foreshores either.
I condemn the Today Show for deviously pretending to be politically balanced when in reality they are closet Howard supporters.
Well, not that closet, cutting off Gillard as she sools into Abbott.
I also condemn SBS for turning a very good television channel into utter drivel.
I also condemn books printed in unreadable small print, maps with small print and small print in general.
J’accuse and condemn Peter Costello for his self-serving Big Lie that his economic management is responsible for the high standard of living Australia currently enjoys without mentioning the Chinese workers toiling in industrial ghettos for a pittance so we can buy electric drills with laser level indicators for $39.95, cotton shirts for $10, and “Sony” radios for $19.95.
I condemn Akerman for using the phrases “paper trail” and “Tempe tip” in the same sentence thereby evoking a nightmare image of his good self dumpster-diving in pursuit of political dirt.
I condemn myself for being forcibly reminded of a truffle pig whenever I see Piers’ pic. Cos that’s just not nice.
I condemn any condemnation of Peter Cundall.
(And if I may have an urge, I urge Prime Minister Rudd to appoint Peter Cundall Governor General.)
I condemn that all bindicides also kill clover, which is soft and green and lovely and entirely unlike nasty sharp bindis.
I condemn myself for not thinking of Peter Cundall for Governor-General. Zoe, brilliant, brilliant idea so instead of religion and military, we’ll have flower power.
I also condemn Bindii anywhere especially in the soles of my feet.
I also condemn myself for not thinking of Peter Cundall for Governor General, and in a woefully inadequate attempt to make up for my egregious oversight I offer this humble contribution:
I too condemn myself for not thinking of Peter Cundal for Governor-General.
More seriously, I absolutely condemn Channel 10 for what they did to Torchwood.
(I knew there was something I really had the shits about, apart from the Howard Government.)
I second Paul Burns condemnation about what Channel 10 did to Torchwood!!! I also condemn anyone who sings a song titled “I’ll kill her”.
Actually, it is unfair to condemn the singer. But I condembn myself for clicking on the link and not exiting until after I had listened to some of the song!!! And I reiterate my seconding of Paul’s condemnation of Channel 10 for what they did with respect to Torchwood.
I heart tigtog
Sorry, I’ve got nothing to condem. I’m just in a positive, magnanimous mood at the moment.
Shaun, please join me in condemning restaurants which deliver an alleged Caesar salad topped with sliced tomato, using iceberg rather than cos lettuce, conspicuously devoid of either croutons or boiled eggs, and sluiced with a dressing that seemed to be not even mayonnaise but more likely salad cream.
Said restaurant then tells you when you ring to complain that it’s easy to pick the tomatoes off, and just make sure that the next time you ring for delivery you tell them to leave the tomatoes out.
Some restaurants just shouldn’t branch out from the pizza and pasta which they do perfectly adequately.
I condemn, all those enjoyers of cheap service, who do not understand what ‘welfare to work’, means for ordinary people, while they enjoy there favourite thing.
I condemn all those advocates for raising the minimum wage because they would rather condemn low skilled people to long spells of unemployment.
Heinous wickedness. They should be boiled in oil.
I join you in condemning them.
I condemn Tigtog (but in the nicest possible way!!!
) for reminding me of Taco Salads at Trudi’s in Austin. They were good!!! I reiterate my condemnation of myself for clicking on Zarcquon’s link and then listening to some of the song before exiting. That is a very unpleasant title and theme for a song. As are Nick Caves’ murder ballads for that matter. I also condemn these.
I condemn all police killjoys who wish to stamp out ordinary fun in the local pub.
http://www.news.com.au/story/0,23599,22642627-2,00.html
via darryl mason
“for reminding me of Taco Salads at Trudi’s in Austin. They were good!!”
I will never condemn anything in Austin, not even the weather, which I actually sort of even like from time to time. I especially do not condemn the upstairs bar at the Stephen F.
I condemn the internets for not throwing up a 21st century Craig Baldwin to create an online media/documents mashup site a la Blair Witch project that provides a contemporary take on ‘Report From Iron Mountain.”
One for the lazyweb there.
I also condemn the wind. I opened all the windows and doors in my pad today during some spring cleaning and all my carefully disarranged papers blew off the desk and refiled themselves around the room. Where’s the blu-tack?
I condemn the rye grass that has brought out itchy patches on my foot. I condemn John Howard to making it a six week election campaign.