Showing posts with label Short Fat Ben. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Short Fat Ben. Show all posts

Monday, 6 July 2009

Give Cynical Ben a big virtual hug

Being at a wedding on Saturday, listening to my sister holding back the tears (of joy, presumably) as she said her vows, reminded me of being least worst best man at Cynical Ben's wedding almost a year ago. So overcome was he, that I had to give him a big hug before he could get the actual words out. He's not so cynical after all, even after I played Phil Barclay's 'Short Fat Ben' at the disco later…

He's also on magnificent blog form at the moment, both over at his place and in the comments section of mine. Jo deserves some kind of accolade for their 11 months of marriage…

Update: As Dan points out in the comments, it is indeed 23 months since Ben and Jo married - how time flies, and how senile I am. It was my brother who married last year. He managed to make his vows very confidently.

Tuesday, 24 February 2009

Jack be nimble… with the truth

Jack Straw has vetoed the Information Commissioner's order to release the minutes of the Cabinet meetings which authorised the Iraq War. His reasons are fascinating:
"Cabinet is the pinnacle of the decision-making machinery of government," Straw said. "It is the forum in which debates on the issues of greatest significance and complexity are conducted".
Now Jack's always been a bit of a slippery customer, but this is such a howling lie that it shouldn't be allowed to stand. Read the memoirs of any of the Cabinet ministers since 97 - Mowlam, Short, Mullin loads of others - and you'll realise that there's no Cabinet discussion of any substance. There's even a phrase to describe Blair's style: sofa government, which denotes the unminuted, word-in-your-shell-like way he conducted business. To listen to Jack, you'd think that every Cabinet meeting was a meeting if Titans thrashing out the moral and political ramifications of every decision. It's not true. All the big decisions, including the Iraq war, were planned by Blair and his unelected advisers, then the Cabinet were presented with them for their tame acceptance. Debates went unaired, votes weren't taken. Like the rest of the party but with more spineless desire, the Cabinet accepted this as the price of power. Jack's a liar.

Bloody Blogger - changing my fonts and won't change them back

Thursday, 29 January 2009

Ben - another apology

I also feel slightly guilty towards Ben for playing 'Short Fat Ben' while Djing his wedding to Jo. The chorus does ameliorate the cruelty - 'You ought to see that fat man dance / oh dance dance dance / fat man dance dance dance…'
Clearly I've harassed him into exercise driven by self-loathing. Welcome to my world