Serenity Now!

I was walking down the Quays yesterday evening, enjoying a leisurely stroll in the Sun. Twas a fine evening, all was well, I was a man at peace. But this peace was quickly shattered, as I could begin to hear the murmur of an approaching megaphone. What’s this, I thought, is there an election? I quickly looked up at the nearest lamppost, and could not see a thousand dead faces staring at me from on high. No, no election. A Circus! It must be a circus. That’s alright, nothing wrong with the circus. But as it got nearer, it got clearer and I heard what it was. It was a car driving around blasting out advertising for Tesco.

What a pack of cunts. It’s bad enough we are bombarded with adverts everywhere we go. You cannot escape the ad-mans reach, its on telly, the internet, the radio, on buildings, buses and Polish men’s leather jackets. But to have the serenity of a Summer stroll interrupted by them blasting propaganda at you is too much. Its not enough that every free-square-inch of the City is covered in ads, but to vomit it into the air where we can’t escape it?

Its a cuntish thing when politicians do it, but they only do it once a year at most. Its obscene to drive around screaming this shit at people.

Circues and the Blues Brothers are the only people allowed to do that.

Incidentally, today Twenty Major has a rant at Tesco too….