Hi guys,
I thought I would let you know that I’m taking some time out from blogging as I need to get my head together. I’m going through personal stuff at present. I will still lurk though and leave the occasional comment here and there.
All the very best,
J xxx
Gavin Alker, one of the chief protagonists in the murder trial of openly gay Liverpool teenager Michael Causer, walked free from court today cleared of both murder or manslaughter charges.
I, like many, felt that his involvement in this terrible crime was explicit, cut and dried. I believed he would be charged with murder and tonight be on his way to prison to begin a lengthy custodial sentence.
I am shocked and sickened in equal measures that this monster is now out, free in theory to commit similar savagery again. I don’t know what to say. Much was made during the trial of Mr Causer’s state of mind and the fact he’d been drinking. It was a party for crying out loud, people tend to consume alcohol at such gatherings. I knew what they were trying to do, which amounted to little more than character assassination.
I hoped however that the jury would be able to see through all of this and deliver a sentence which reflected the horrific nature of what had occurred; the brutal and sadistic murder of a young man who weighed 7 stone, who couldn’t have put up any fight whatsoever and who was beaten to a pulp, tortured with a cigarette lighter before being dumped out in the street to die.
What can I say? What can anyone say? It beggars belief that someone can be brutally attacked which results in them losing their life and one of the people responsible simply walks out of court, to rebuild and live the rest of theirs out.
I do wonder what the outcome would have been had Michael been heterosexual or of colour or a woman. Would things have turned out differently? I hate having to think along these lines because justice should be blind, to everything but the truth.
The full story can be viewed HERE.
The jury have retired in the trial of murdered gay Liverpool teenager Michael Causer. Let’s hope justice and good sense prevails and these cowards are given hefty prison terms for the horrors they inflicted on this young man. More on the case can be viewed HERE.
You know that really annoying thing people say if you’re looking worried or perhaps a little unhappy? “It takes more muscles to frown than to smile.” Well, actually it doesn’t. It takes 12 muscles in your face to smile and only 11 to frown so it’s an utter and complete load of old shite and in writing that, yet another old wives tale has been put to rest.
That and “a ducks quack doesn’t echo.” Well yes, apparently it does. Some scientist took a duck into a reverberation chamber and waited around for it to quack and that quack echoed unsurprisingly. All of this trivial nonsense comes courtesy of the geeky BBC tv programme QI. Where would I be without it?
Did you also know that you have no muscles in your fingers whatsoever and that shoe sizes are measured in barleycorns? A barleycorn works out at a 1/3 of an inch so if you are say a size 8 you are one barleycorn bigger in size than someone who is a size 7. Isn’t all of this amazing? Wait about, where is everybody??????????????? 
Apologies for not being around all that much recently. I discovered, much to my own shock and horror, that I have a level of musical ability.
A friend of mine remarked a few weeks back that I ‘played’ my acoustic guitar like a bass, using the strings to form runs of notes rather than say soloing or playing chords.
I’ve had a guitar of some sort since I was 17 (I’m now 35) and aside from the knowledge of a couple of pentatonic scales and a few chords that I can play poorly, that’s about it for me in terms of musical ability.
The bass on the contrary, I just picked up and played. In the 2 days I’ve had it, I can now play several well known riffs as good as the originals, I know exactly where to put my hands in relation to the strings when listening to music and if I don’t nail the bassline by the first spin of a song, I invariably get it by the next.
The bass is my instrument.
Thankfully, the guitar I favoured playing had quite a high action so without realising it I had developed a good degree of finger strength which is essential for bass playing. I went out today and got a bass amp and yesterday I bought a new guitar cable. I’m happy
In keeping with new beginnings I’m branching out musically to take in as many different sonic pathways as possible and I bought this just now online. It’s a totally different kind of music to what I normally go for but I’m listening to it right now here and I’m enjoying it.
To stagnate is to die … emotionally, mentally, physically, intellectually, spiritually. I choose LIFE!
Here’s a question for you:-
If a horse rider (wearing pink silks of course) mounts a steed for a race and said creature is called Bratwurst Surprise, would that make him a Sausage Jockey?
Quite a few people now either know I’m a poofter or heavily suspect it. When going to buy coffee the other day I bumped into someone I knew (who knows about me) who was also looking to get themselves a cup so we headed over to the nearest Costa Coffee shop together.
While waiting in the queue she said “what are you going to get then?” I looked at the board and said “mmmm not sure if I’m honest, probably a latte maybe or even a cappuccino, see how I feel when I get there!” “Ooooh” she said and then paused. “What?” I said. “Oh nothing” she replied. I said “well you were going to say something so go on spit it out!” “I dunno” she said “I just thought you might have gone for a Moccachino or something, considering.”
“Considering what?” I asked laughing knowing exactly what was coming. “Well, you know you guys, you like your fancy things dontcha?” I lowered my voice and said “just because I’m gay doesn’t mean everything has to be brown and creamy does it?” to which she roared with laughter. I mean, what is that all about? I ordered a regular white coffee after that but made sure I cocked my little finger up as I drank it thus putting yet another gay stereotype to bed once and for all.
I’ve just read what could quite possibly be the funniest customer complaint email EVER. You can read it in its full glory here. You’ll have to keep scrolling up to click to see each and every image which is referenced by the text but well worth it I feel. So tell me, what is that white stuff?
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