Hey trolls, It’s time to go swivel now!
I must say that I find it most interesting to find that a very obscure blog like this one can attract so many very nasty trolls this early on in it’s life. Many appear to be from ‘fanatics’ as defined as:
Fanatic
n.
- a person whose enthusiasm or zeal for something is extreme or beyond normal limits
- variant of [from Latin fānāticus belonging to a temple, hence, inspired by a god, frenzied, from fānum temple.
Source
Well let’s not give any more of these tedious bullying imbeciles or their ‘opinions’ any more publicity than they deserve. I will make my definitive collective response to them here and will henceforth be silent:
TO ALL TROLLS AND ABUSIVE COMMENT DROPPERS EVERYWHERE:
1. I’m sorry but who the hell are you, again?
2. Comments are strictly moderated here, so your screed will never ever appear on this site. If you troll more than once, any further comments will be automatically trashed, so even I won’t read them. So knock yourselves out if you must (seriously, knock yourselves out!).
3. You dimish humanity by your existence within it: Consider quitting.
4. See a physicaitrist before your illness turns out to be dangerous to both yourselves and others.
5. WordPress records your IP address and the IP whois details when you post, moron. I can see you! Didn’t you read the Conditions of Use when you signed up? No, of course you didn’t: Reading isn’t your thing is it?
Still, I suppose that I shouldn’t moan too much. If I think I’ve got it bad, at least things are nowhere near on the scale as to what happened to academic historian Mary Beard. She was exposed to the full psycho treatment big time when she was publically eviserated on a hate-site for saying something someone didn’t like on the BBCs Question Time TV programme. The creeps who bug this site are mere fleas by comparison, with an IQ to match. 
The full sorry saga re Mary Beard is available here.
Words fail me. Some people can be so idiotic.
I’ll be back soon with posts on more worthy subjects.
All the best (unless you’re a troll of course),
BDQN.
TV Review – The King in the Car Park – Feb 4 2013 – Channel 4 UK
I was one of the unfortunates who viewed the Richard III excavation programme on Channel Four last night. Once again a totally wasted opportunity. Instead of interesting explanations of how it was all done, and how the disciplines of history and science collaborated to provide worthwhile new perspectives on our past (Arts and Sciences are supposed to hate each other you know – it makes life easier to understand), we ended up with the usual fare: A dick-head presenter named Simon Farnaby of whom I had never heard (and please god will never hear of again), augmented with a lady from the Richard III society who quite frankly needs to seek urgent psychiatric counselling before she hurts herself. As for the historians, the better they were at doing impression of Larry Grayson the better the tele-visual experience. Allegedly.
The trowels scraped, the sympathetic music swelled, the eyes filled, the emotions of the viewer were cynically played like a toy piano, the enclosing properties of a cardboard box were explained. Whatever history content there was became quickly and terminally overwhelmed by the directors all-too-predicable ‘human interest content’ angle. In short this was an episode of ‘Neighbours’ with a skeleton.
The hard work of the University staff was labelled as ‘clinical’. Damn right, after all they were only trying to establish the boring facts of the matter, weren’t they?
In case it all got a bit too intellectual for you, the lump was leavened with a liberal sprinkling of assorted fruits nuts and flakes from the horrific Richard III society, together with clips of Laurence Oliver’s dreadful cinematic hamming of Shakespeare’s villain.
The terminus of this whole shoddy trip was arrived at by Farnaby who giving a reflective summary of ‘his personal journey’ throughout all of this piffle: He had become a ‘Ricardian’. As if there was anyone out there willing to give a flying fuck about this dweeb’s personal anything. My dangerously high blood pressure at this point was mercifully assuaged by the end titles rolling.
The only interesting fact that emerged throughout this jumbled and disjointed travesty was the forensic evidence showing that Richard III was stabbed in the arse. After spending an hour and half viewing this abject crap, I know how he feels.
Terminal masochists can watch the thing from here. Don’t say I didn’t warn you:
http://www.channel4.com/programmes/richard-iii-the-king-in-the-car-park/4od
BDQN
Expecting another Bill Nelson?
There appears to be some confusion.
There are people accessing this site via the http://www.billnelson.co.uk address mistakenly assuming that it is the official site of the ex-Be Bop Deluxe musician Bill Nelson.
Please allow me to put the record straight by saying that Mr. Nelson’s forum-cum-fan site can be accessed by clicking the link above.
Safe Journey!
Best wishes
BDQN.
