Friday, July 22, 2005


There was a CERTAIN amount of calm stoicism. Here are some people having a nice coffee in the sun, right by the police cordon, right by the bombsite. Again, this made me wonder if all this calmness is healthy. Apparently some of the bombers, having failed to maim and murder hundreds cause their bombs sputtered, ran out of the Tube Stations. Whyd didn't anyone catch them and beat their murderous Arab arses to death? I'd have done that. I'd have torn their windpipes out and fed their eyeballs to the fucking pigeons.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sean, i asked myself would i have gone after the fucker? I puffed myself up and said 'That bastard just tried to kill me and rob my kids of their dad'. And i convinced myself I would have gone chasing. Then I wondered why hundreds of people failed to do so. Are they all cowards, or is it actually not cowardice to fail to chase after a suicidal bomber who may have a gun. Part of me would love to be the hero. Especially as a Jew apprehending a radical Moslem must be almost as devastating for said Moslem as getting to heaven to discover that Jews actually are the chosen people and get all the virgins ( which turns me on not one iota I hasten to add).
I suspect that shock is rather numbing when you have come within a whisker of being shredded to death. You still reckon you were the man to defy the odds?

sean said...

Very fair point. Would I have had the guts? Maybe not. You could well be right.
What I do know is that if I had caught him - miraculously - I would have kicked him to death if at all possible, rather than do any gay citizens arrest shite. So probably a good thing all round that I wasn't there....

Anonymous said...

And not altogether unconnected, and the source of an argument between my wife and me last night, would you have told the guy throwing chips on the 43 bus to stop doing so?
And what do you think - because none of us know until confronted with the situation - you would have done, once he started his murderous attack?

And why do you use the word gay in the context you adopt? I go apeshit with my kids when they use the word gay out of context. I dont think being gay says any more about a person, than is disclosed by an individual who has a preference for rough concensual sex. Bedroom is one side of us, everywhere else is another. I know a lot of straight guys with limp handshakes.

sean said...

Vis a vis the bus, I fear I would have tried to ignore his chip-throwing until it was almost too late... and then, who knows. Poor bastard. It does slightly annoy me that white-on-black murders get so much media coverage, yet black-on-white murders get zip. The argument is that the black-on-white murder is less 'offensive' cause it wasn't racially motivated. Hmmm...
As for 'gay' - the gays themselves purloined this useful English word (for glad and gleeful), since then in very recent days it has been transformed again, through teen usage, into a word meaning anything naffly feeble of wimpishly sad. Given that the gays nicked the word in the first place, they can hardly complain if it is stolen in turn.... Can they?