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Politics and SPN 5.20
Politics and Supernatural in one post. Why not? They're both about the devil, right?
I missed the first part of last night's debate but what I did see scared the crap out of me. David Cameron was actually making sense and saying sensible stuff about the economy. Brown proved himself an utter moron, accusing the others of not having thought through their economic policies when the policies he did "think through" got us into this frakking mess. I am not a believer in 'better the devil you know'. (see, I told you it's about the devil *g*).
Clegg shot himself in the foot on immigration; actually I do think he's got it mostly right but it's the Liberal Party's equivalent of Old Labour's clause four: it's going to make him unelectable if he keeps pounding that drum. And what really pisses me off is he could have used that question to point out that Labour has established a concentration camp on British soil - Yarl's Wood - and he didn't even touch asylum. The two main parties keep presenting the immigration issue as if a) it's simple and b) ecomomic migration is identical to asylum. Neither of these things are true. The biggest problem Britain has with immigration is legal immigration from the EU. This thing where huge companies bid low for contracts in the UK, and then bring in cheap labour from other parts of the EU, literally importing people like cargo and even housing them offshore instead of giving jobs to local people (because we have unions and the EU workers, once outside their own country, don't) - that's the problem. By comparison the issues of illegal immigration from outside the EU are miniscule, unless you're racist about it.
Don't misunderstand me: I have no problem with people from the EU coming here and working. On an individual basis if you apply for a job and get it, that's fine with me. I have a problem with the companies exploiting EU rules and offering jobs en masse outside the area where the jobs are located.
In spite of the incredible level of not-fail from Cameron, though, I remain unconvinced. Tories have a history of being middle-ground in election time, and somewhere to the right of the Nazis once elected. He'll be no different: you only have to look at his voting record to see that.
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SPN writers...why do you insist on treating your characters and audience like morons?
Let's see. We have a demon who offers help to our hero, who accepts said help while professing not to trust the demon in question. This help fails to generate the desired result. Later, when our hero is getting desperate, demon shows up again. Demon claims to be in deep doodoo for having helped our hero, and now more than ever wants the big bad dead and - conveniently - knows just how to do it. Demon's method of helping is, well, demonic, but apparently effective this time...
Haven't we seen this story before? Do they really think the audience is that stupid? And if we're supposed to see the parallels, are we really expected to believe our heros don't? Seriously, I'm happy Dean's finally quit whining and is starting to be Dean again (and I'm thrilled to get two episodes in a row Castiel-free), but am I meant to think that after everything Dean said and did re. Ruby, he's okay with this?
So. Not. Buying. It.
Oh, wait, I forgot. This demon has a cock. So obviously he's on the level.
Fuck you. Seriously, fuck you.
(On the other hand...Bobby? Remains awesome.)
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This has been a stressful week. Most of it is work-stuff, so I can't really talk about it.
Home-wise, Mum's convinced something's died in our alleyway. (Uh...alleyway is what we call it, but it's not - it's a room. Kindof. It's the bit that leads into the back garden.) Anyhow, it's stuffed with sis's junk and our recycling bins and Mum insists she can smell something back there. I don't know how she can: the cigarette stink is all I can smell, but she's convinced. She wants to drag everything out of there to check. Read: she thinks I'm gonna do it, 'cause Gods forbid sis should have to move her lazy ass and shift her own junk. I have no problem with dragging everything out of the alley to reassure Mum, but if she thinks I'm gonna put it all back she can think again. It ain't my junk, and since it's been stuck there for several years now, in my opinion it belongs in a skip.
The only new film out this week seems to be Iron Man 2. Since I thought Iron Man 1 was, well, utterly dreadful, I am not particularly excited about this. Don't know if there's anything else I really want to see. It's A Wonderful Afterlife sounds really good in concept, but it also sounds like the central premise is girl-cannot-be-complete-without-a-husband...which I know will just piss me off. I don't need to be pissed off after the week I've had.
*sigh* I seem unable to post happy stuff. Going back in my hole now...
I missed the first part of last night's debate but what I did see scared the crap out of me. David Cameron was actually making sense and saying sensible stuff about the economy. Brown proved himself an utter moron, accusing the others of not having thought through their economic policies when the policies he did "think through" got us into this frakking mess. I am not a believer in 'better the devil you know'. (see, I told you it's about the devil *g*).
Clegg shot himself in the foot on immigration; actually I do think he's got it mostly right but it's the Liberal Party's equivalent of Old Labour's clause four: it's going to make him unelectable if he keeps pounding that drum. And what really pisses me off is he could have used that question to point out that Labour has established a concentration camp on British soil - Yarl's Wood - and he didn't even touch asylum. The two main parties keep presenting the immigration issue as if a) it's simple and b) ecomomic migration is identical to asylum. Neither of these things are true. The biggest problem Britain has with immigration is legal immigration from the EU. This thing where huge companies bid low for contracts in the UK, and then bring in cheap labour from other parts of the EU, literally importing people like cargo and even housing them offshore instead of giving jobs to local people (because we have unions and the EU workers, once outside their own country, don't) - that's the problem. By comparison the issues of illegal immigration from outside the EU are miniscule, unless you're racist about it.
Don't misunderstand me: I have no problem with people from the EU coming here and working. On an individual basis if you apply for a job and get it, that's fine with me. I have a problem with the companies exploiting EU rules and offering jobs en masse outside the area where the jobs are located.
In spite of the incredible level of not-fail from Cameron, though, I remain unconvinced. Tories have a history of being middle-ground in election time, and somewhere to the right of the Nazis once elected. He'll be no different: you only have to look at his voting record to see that.
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SPN writers...why do you insist on treating your characters and audience like morons?
Let's see. We have a demon who offers help to our hero, who accepts said help while professing not to trust the demon in question. This help fails to generate the desired result. Later, when our hero is getting desperate, demon shows up again. Demon claims to be in deep doodoo for having helped our hero, and now more than ever wants the big bad dead and - conveniently - knows just how to do it. Demon's method of helping is, well, demonic, but apparently effective this time...
Haven't we seen this story before? Do they really think the audience is that stupid? And if we're supposed to see the parallels, are we really expected to believe our heros don't? Seriously, I'm happy Dean's finally quit whining and is starting to be Dean again (and I'm thrilled to get two episodes in a row Castiel-free), but am I meant to think that after everything Dean said and did re. Ruby, he's okay with this?
So. Not. Buying. It.
Oh, wait, I forgot. This demon has a cock. So obviously he's on the level.
Fuck you. Seriously, fuck you.
(On the other hand...Bobby? Remains awesome.)
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This has been a stressful week. Most of it is work-stuff, so I can't really talk about it.
Home-wise, Mum's convinced something's died in our alleyway. (Uh...alleyway is what we call it, but it's not - it's a room. Kindof. It's the bit that leads into the back garden.) Anyhow, it's stuffed with sis's junk and our recycling bins and Mum insists she can smell something back there. I don't know how she can: the cigarette stink is all I can smell, but she's convinced. She wants to drag everything out of there to check. Read: she thinks I'm gonna do it, 'cause Gods forbid sis should have to move her lazy ass and shift her own junk. I have no problem with dragging everything out of the alley to reassure Mum, but if she thinks I'm gonna put it all back she can think again. It ain't my junk, and since it's been stuck there for several years now, in my opinion it belongs in a skip.
The only new film out this week seems to be Iron Man 2. Since I thought Iron Man 1 was, well, utterly dreadful, I am not particularly excited about this. Don't know if there's anything else I really want to see. It's A Wonderful Afterlife sounds really good in concept, but it also sounds like the central premise is girl-cannot-be-complete-without-a-husband...which I know will just piss me off. I don't need to be pissed off after the week I've had.
*sigh* I seem unable to post happy stuff. Going back in my hole now...