Countermeasures
Lifted from the comments, which you’re reading of course – Just Stop Oil loons encounter rival group Just Stop Pissing Everyone Off:
🚨 | BREAKING: Just Stop Oil protestors have been surrounded by “Just Stop Pissing Everyone Off” protestors – preventing them from marching in the road pic.twitter.com/nyZy7qqbFv
— Politics UK (@PolitlcsUK) July 20, 2023
Update, via the comments:
Note the conceit, aired via bullhorn, that their ‘protests’ – physically obstructing thousands of people, including emergency vehicles, for hours, and doing it over and over again – are “peaceful,” benign, and terribly high-minded.
From here, it looks more like a narcissist’s power game, a kind of recreational sociopathy. I mean, if someone gets their jollies from screwing over random people and watching their victims’ exasperation and pleading – if that’s what makes our mighty warriors feel powerful and important – then the term recreational sociopathy doesn’t seem inapt.
And if someone’s idea of being caring and morally superior is to vandalise an art gallery, or to gleefully pour large quantities of oil across a road – an act morally analogous to sabotaging the brakes on random cars and motorbikes – then some questioning of their motives, and of the kinds of people they are, does seem in order.
Is it possible that there are those unfamiliar with the oeuvre of the aforeposted Leningrad Cowboys?
I am distressed.
Barkeep, a refill, please.
Is it possible that there are those unfamiliar with the oeuvre of the aforeposted Leningrad Cowboys?
Only the nekulturny.
A Smoker’s Cough for the mouse on me, spasiba.
Kiitos.
I’m in. Guitar. But I’m strictly rhythm, don’t wanna make it cry or sing…
It seems as though there is rather a lot of supposition in play.
Interesting, nonetheless.
Leningrad Cowboys?
Bought a cap in Helsinki emblazoned with same, thinking it might be some end of Cold War dissident group from just across the border. In English unclear, the merchant said, ‘They banned and they dreadful.” A worthy purchase I thought – at the time.
‘They banned and they dreadful.”
Nekulturny needs to go straight to gulag.
Their performances especially with the Red Army Ensemble are a hoot.
It seems as though there is rather a lot of supposition in play.
Sumerian Rock Opera?
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Gilgamesh, gilgamesh, will you do the Fandango!
Volunteering for the band since I’ve been doing quite a bit of singing lately…for my grandkids…if you can use nursery rhimes. Oh, and a few folk songs. I’ve been working on the railroad.
Oh, and a few folk songs. I’ve been working on the railroad.
You can swing anything…
I assume the band will be playing the hits from their first album:
1] Burning Burberry
2] CLOSE THOSE ITALICS!!!
3] Hump Fat
Only the three tracks, CTI went on for a long time.
The Banned and the Dreadful. That’s your band name.
“Hump Fat” and “boneless pork rectums” are sides 2 and 3 of our double album.
Also on CD.
And 8 track.
I’m in. Guitar. But I’m strictly rhythm, don’t wanna make it cry or sing…
Well I assume you’ve got a daytime job and you’re doing alright.
The original Leningrad Cowboys Go America film is an unmitigated delight.
I can leap about like Pete Townshend
I’ve got the moves like Jagger. Currently.
“Sweet Child O’Mine”
One of my favourite music history stories is about that song. Slash was practicing scales in the studio while Axl was writing and Axl heard the runs and ran in shouting “That’s it! That’s the riff for our new song!”. Slash was..unimpressed, but was unable to convince Axl that f*cking guitar scales were not a real riff. The reason you can’t tell they’re scales is that Slash was so pissed that they were recording it that he deliberately played them sloppily and occasionally incorrectly, in the hopes of the song not making it on to the album.
Sumerian Rock Opera?
I’m just saying.