Saturday, February 25, 2006 

Question: when is a civil war not a civil war?

Answer: A civil war is only a civil war if it takes place in countries like Somalia, Algeria or Lebanon.
If, on the other hand, it takes place in Iraq, then it is not a civil war, but simply "sectarian violence".

Thursday, February 23, 2006 

The secret diary of Prince Charles, aged 58 and one quarter

Hello.
My name is Charles.
Prince Charles.
And I’m a dissident.

Actually, I’m not all sure what that word means, but it sounds so terribly exciting that I thought I’d include it in my top secret diary… you know, the one I circulated to all my friends on condition they wouldn’t publish any of it.

But back to dissidents. You read about them all the time in the newspapers (those horrid things). They’re the ones who go around protesting about issues: burning McDonalds restaurants in Paris, throwing eggs at the Prime Minister, climbing Mount Everest dressed as Batman, getting shot against a wall in China (that horrid place), etc., etc.

Of course, the trouble with being a dissident is that every now and again you have to actually dissent. (I’ve just looked that word up in my pocket dictionary. It means “disagree”.)

On paper, that’s perfectly OK. There are loads of things with which I disagree. Global warming, the Chinese invasion of Tibet, the existence of the free and independent media in Britain... and that annoying little grammatical rule about never ending sentences with prepositions. (That is something with which I especially disagree.)

But the thing is, if I had to actually speak out on any of the issues with which I disagree, then the Government could quite easily decide that the Monarchy is something with which it disgrees…And that’s it. I’d be out of a job. Now what kind of dissident would I be if were just an ordinary, boring old fart like everybody else?

So that’s why I keep a secret diary... so I can secretly dissent about the things with which I disagree. (Terribly clever of me, I know.)

Sometimes, however, I disagree with things so much that I accidentally let slip that I’m a dissident, on occasions when I’m supposed to be an assident. (That word, by the way, means “someone who assents”. It isn’t my pocket dictionary, though… must remember to have the editor shot against a wall at the earliest opportunity.)

One occasion when I publicly disagreed (and said so, too) was during the Hong Kong handover in 1997. It was terribly naughty of me, especially when I didn’t show up to a banquet organised by the Chinese (those appalling old waxworks).

You should have seen their faces. God, how I laughed! But mummy was terribly cross: in fact, she even threatened to cut off my pocket money.

So as you can see, dissenting can be quite dangerous.

One other domestic issue with which I publicly disagreed was the fox hunting ban. This was something about which I felt terribly strongly. (I mean, what are the poor foxes going to do on the weekend, if they can no longer be torn to pieces by a pack of dogs?)

But in the end, I didn’t even have to dissent too much. After all, the law only banned hunting with dogs. It didn’t say anything about hunting with tigers… (which is more fun anyway, because if you don’t catch any foxes, you can always feed them a few peasants...)

Right, that’s it from me for now. Tally ho!

Wednesday, February 22, 2006 

Skip on Toast: the official launch

Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No, it's a drunk Maltese git in a pub!

Well, this is an announcement for all you other Maltese gits out there in the blogosphere.

New blog on offer over here. And don't say I didn't warn you...

Saturday, February 18, 2006 

Exclusive: The Bat-Interview!

You know something's wrong with your war on terror when you have to ask a fictitious superhero in a bat-winged leotard for help.
Saved From The Skip catches up with DC Comics' Batman - who will be "kicking Al Qaeda's ass" in the next Frank Miller comic book Holy Terror, Batman! - to ask him a couple of questions. (Like: what took you so long?)

Batman: why did you wait four whole years after September 11 to get involved in the war on terror?
Well, I thought I'd leave my sidekick, George the Boy Wonder, in charge of things while I hung upside-down in my batcave and got a little hard-earned rest. (I've being doing this kind of thing since 1939, you know) But when I saw how badly George screwed things up with Osama, I just had to get the old costume out and give it a good dusting...

It has been remarked that you and George "Wonder" Bush are quite similar in character. Do you agree?
George and I have much the same philosophy when it comes to dealing with baddies. There's no beating about the bush (if you'll excuse the pun). Things are either black or white. Good or evil. Us or them. And if you're not with us, then it's Biff! Sock! Bam! Kapow! You can work the rest out for yourself.
Besides: read my old comic books. Did I ever turn to the UN for a second resolution before swinging in and taking a little unilateral action? Heck, no. I always went straight for the pre-emptive strike, and I don't remember anyone ever complaining too much.

Yes, but how can you tell the good guys from the bad guys?
Easy. It's all in the way they're drawn. The good guys are always clean-cut, innocent by-standers, single mothers with pushchairs, etc. The bad guys are unshaven, wear berets and eye-masks, and carry bags with the word "SWAG" written in big letters. You really can't go wrong. But nowadays, you get these liberal anarchist pansy philosophers like Noam Chomsky, trying to confuse people into thinking that good might be bad, and bad might be good, and all that crap. Honestly, if I lay my hands on him there'll a few Biffs on this page...

Tell us about your alter-ego, Bruce Wayne.
Bruce is one of the reasons George and I always got on so well (apart from the fact that we're both comical characters, of course.) For while Clark Kent was a struggling journalist for the Daily Planet, and Peter Parker was (no offence or anything) a total nerd, Bruce was a reclusive millionaire whose family had made its fortune by speculating in Gotham real estate. I guess that makes me part of The Elite, what George would call his "home base"...

What do you think of modern day cartoons? Why has no one else in Toonland gone after Osama?
If you ask me, they've all gone soft. Go back 60 years or so, and it was a different ball game. It wasn't just me, Superman and Captain America who were whacking Adolf Hitler and the Japs. Oh, no. Popeye, Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, heck, even The Three Little Pigs had a go. Today? You've got Homer Simpson slouching on a sofa guzzling beer all day long, and Carter going around swearing his head off. And don't even get me started on the Power Puff Girls....






How do you rate Osama Bin Laden as a batvillain?
Personally, I think he's a little unrealistically drawn. Think about it: all the classic supervillains had their immediately recognisable visual traits. The Joker had his green hair and his mad grin; The Penguin, his top hat and monocle; Catwoman, a tight-fitting leather outfit and those... well, never mind. Osama? He's got a four-foot beard, a turban, a military jacket and a Kalashnikov permanently slung over his shoulder. Way, way too much... just goes to show how modern cartoonists don't know when enough is enough.
Having said that, his background story fits the usual formula to a T. Most of the classic superhero nemeses were actually by-products of failed top-secret military or scientific experiments. Osama is no exception. It is widely known that he was created as part of a top secret CIA operation to fight the Russians in Afghanistan. And then, after the war was over, they simply forgot about him and let him plot his revenge from the Tora Bora caves with the rest of the muhajeddin. Classic Marvel Comics stuff. And in true supervillain fashion, his whereabouts remain a mystery to this day. Some say he's hiding in a cave in Afghanistan. Some say he's in Pakistan, Morocco, Kenya, the USA... some even think he's dead.

Thanks, Batman. One last question: now that gay partnerships have become legal in the UK, when will you and Robin be tying the...

 

A day in the life of Mahmoud Ahmadinejad



Sunlight streamed in through Mahmoud Ahmadinejad's window, and the Iranian president awoke to realise that he'd forgotten to set the alarm clock.

"Death to Israel! Death to America!" he murmured, half asleep. Then he hauled himself out of bed and stumbled into the shower.

There was no hot water.

"Death to America! Death to Israel!" he roared to himself under a jet of ice cold water. Somehow, the words seemed to make the discomfort easier to bear.

Upon arrival at the Presidential Palace, Mahmoud was greeted by a throng of security officials.

"Greetings, your presidency. There are a few thousands university students in the courtyard. They've been camping there all night. They are expecting you to say a few words..."

"Students? Words?" Mahmoud replied. "Sure. Hand me that microphone, will you?"

"DEATH TO ISRAEL! DEATH TO AMERICA!" he bellowed over the Presidential sound system.

The students cheered wildly, and immediately took to the streets of Tehran, praising the greatness of God and burning Israeli and American flags at every street corner.

Satisfied, President Mahmoud popped into the Iranian presidential canteen for a late breakfast.

"I am sorry, your presidency," said a concerned looking head waiter, "but we are all out of Waldorfs."

"WHAT?" thundered Mahmoud, banging his fist on the table. "No Waldorfs? Death to Israel! Death to America!" And with that he stormed out of the canteen.

Outside in the road, still grumbling to himself, Mahmoud stopped at a newsagent and bought a copy of the afternoon Iranian Post. Turning to the obituaries section, he found himself reading the following notices:

"ISRAEL - Proud nation and homeland of the Chosen Race, passed away suddenly at the age of 58. Leaves to mourn her loss a few million Israeli citizens, and countless other Jews worldwide. RIP."

followed by;

"THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA - Land of the free, home of the brave, passed suddenly and inexplicably away at the age of 220. May the Lord grant her eternal rest. RIP."

Mahmoud gazed at those announcements for what felt like an age, and felt a vast emptiness growing inside him as the implications slowly sunk in.

Suddenly, a car drove through a nearby puddle and splattered the Iranian president with mud.

Mahmoud turned around, shook his fist at the vehicle as it sped away, and opened his mouth to shout:

"Death to... to... Death..."

The car had already disappeared when he finished his sentence

"Death to... DENMARK! Death to... ITALY!"

And with that, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad nodded once or twice in self-reassurance, tucked his newspaper under his arm, and strode back to the Presidential Palace to get some work done.

Friday, February 17, 2006 

Nice going, Dick



In his first public comment about the Vice President's hunting accident last Saturday, President Bush has praised Dick Cheney for his handling of the mishap.

"I'm satisfied with the way Dick handled that tricky situation," said Mr Bush at a White House press briefing this evening.

"He was only applying the usual US policy of pre-emptive strike in the face of possible threat. After all, there was always the danger that Mr Whittington might have accidentally shot Dick before Dick accidentally shot Mr Whittington. In these circumstances the important thing is to accidentally shoot first, and to ask questions later."

Bush also had words of praise for Dick Cheney's skills with a rifle.

"Let's face it: if you're going to shoot your friend by mistake, you may as well do it properly. A lesser marksman would have accidentally shot him in the leg, or the arm. Not our Dick. Goes straight for the face, neck and chest, like they teach you in the Armed Forces. That's my Vice President..."

As it is, Mr Bush's only complaint was that the general public was informed about the accident "too quickly."

"In fact, I don't understand why we bothered informing the nation at all. We could have just sent in a couple of CIA spooks, eliminated any witnesses, erased the ranch owner's memory and wipe out all records of the incident, just like the good old days. But oh, well, it's too late now..."

Thursday, February 09, 2006 

SuperBush saves the day!

Skip Skoop! Speaking at the White House yesterday, President George W. Bush (left) revealed how his tireless commitment to the war on terror has once again saved the human race from certain extinction... this time by foiling a plot to strike terror into the heart of the American West Coast. But then, why would you care what we have to say about it? Hear it straight from the Dubya's mouth through our unique, exclusive "you heard it here first" direct dial-up audio White House link (TM)!


"My fellow Americans, our friends in Yurp (and you, too, God): listen up, cos I got something real important to say t'y'all.

"Once again, our efforts against innernational terr'rism have saved America from another attack by evil terr'rists... that's right, the same terr'rists we said we'd smoke out from their caves in Afghanistan over four years ago... and, well, this is how we did it.

"Our boys in the CIA got wind that these evil men wanted to hijack a UN plane, and fly it over our air space at low altitude so that we would be lured into shooting it down (like we always do when we don't know exactly what something is). This would have been be considered an act of aggression on our part against the world, allowing the terr'rists to legitimately retaliate by...

"Not now, Condi, can't you see I'm giving a speech? What? That's what we were planning to do to Iraq instead of getting a second UN resolution?

"Oh. Shit. Sorry, folks, guess I picked up the wrong notes.

"Anyhow, as I was saying: these terr'rists, these bad guys who go 'round killing innocent folk, what they really wanted to do was bomb a major innernational television network, killing all the innocent journalists inside, and do you know why? Just because they didn't like the way.... they... were... reporting... the...

"HEY! Who slipped the secret Al Jazeera memo into my brief case? Was it you Tony? Look, I know you British invented this thing called 'yumour', but now really isn't the time, you got that?

"Right, where was I? Oh, yes, the bad guys. Hang on a sec, let me find the right documents. Here we are! Earlier last year, American intelligence foiled a plot by evil terr'rists to use a banned chemical agent known as White Phosphorous to... no, no, that's not it... Let's try this one: they were going to abduct various people from different countries, arrest them without charge, and then transport them by means of secret flights to undisclosed destinations, where they could be tortured without all the hassle of... no, wrong again....

"Oh, fuck it. Look: last year, we foiled a terr'rist attempt. And like I said in the case of the Weapons of Mass Destruction, the Iraq-Al Qaeda link, and that whole spiel about uranium in Niger: Trust me. I must be right, 'cos God told me so.

"Yeeha! Hallelujah! And God bless America..."

(end of link)

 

Mr Bush: why have you spent millions of dollars to build new prisons in Iraq?


"Simple. So that the Iraqi people can have the privilege of being tortured, humiliated and abused in the comfort of a brand new building."

Monday, February 06, 2006 

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By Philip Wiggenraad

Friday, February 03, 2006 

Too sexy for my cabinet











It's official. David Cameron (pictured above during a photoshoot for Sexy MPs: The Lady's Magazine) will be withdrawing his Conservative Party from the EPP-ED because it's "just not sexy enough" for his image.

Cameron, who was voted 92 in a poll of the 100 sexiest men on the planet, believes that his association with the straight-laced, grey-suited and somewhat po-faced Christian Democrats in the European Parliament may have cost him several precious sex-appeal points in the contest, resulting in such comparative wusses as Leonardo Di Caprio and Brad Pitt beating him in the sexy stakes.

"I've been trying to impress upon my European partners the need to move away from their traditional Argyll socks, paisley ties and silver monocles", he said in an exclusive interview with Saved From The Skip. "But there's no point, they clearly lack the vision to truly appreciate the value of style in today's politics."

The British Conservatives are expected to pull out of the EPP-ED later this month, and take up their natural seats on the sexy side of the house, alongside Illona Staller (aka Cicciolina), Baby Pozzi, Dolly Buster (below), and, naturally, Alessandra Mussolini.