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Daily Turbannation

September 24, 2007 | No Comments Posted

Okay, So firstly, I'm officially back at college. Wop-de-fucking hoo. And already, I feel the pattern has been set for the year. A last minute timetable change led to me missing a bunch of important lectures.... Registry charges for examination result statements... five minutes with a lazer printer = 15 euro please.. DCU is massively overpriced, a perfect metaphor for Ireland really. Dublin bus...actually decent today, except for that 'non national differentially white' bastard who insisted on playing Robert Mugabe's greatest hits and full volume for the entire bus to enjoy. N'goggin N'goggin N'goggin HooHay! for an hour will drive anyone nuts. I'm reasonably tolerant, leave each to their own sort of person, but Jesus Christ he was an annoying son of a bitch. ............................ Turban or not Turban... There's been a mess off a fuss recently over a Sikh who tried to join the Gardaí here. Mow, he wanted to wear his Turban, instead of the uniform cap. He wasn't alllowed. Half the country decried the Gards as a bunch of racist bogmonkeys, while the other half couldn't figure out what the hell all the fuss was about. It should also be noted that the majority of the first half, are those who would like, read a Ross O'carroll-Kelly book and think it their own autobiography, loike... How to tour South Dublin on 10,000 Euro a day sort of muppets... Anyway, most sensible people, and the guards themselves, took the opinion that a uniform is a uniform. It is called a uniform because everyone must wear the exact same thing, regardless of race, colour or creed. You wear the Garda uniform, you're a Garda, not a Sikh/Muslim/Jew/Christian/whatever. If we start changing the uniform for minority's, then what is the point of having it in the first place. A uniform places all comers on an equal footing. Of course, mention this to any of those Ross O'Carrol-Kelly types, and they'll just as quickly accuse you of Klan membership or something. An entire group of self important idiots and asshates eroding the foundations and common sense of society because it's cool to be politicalised... the terrifying thing is, they're actually winning. Well, you know what they say about winning the special Olympics. You may get a nice shiny gold medal but you're still a retard. Which brings me finally to Jeremey Clarkson, a soldier of political incorrectness... and a man all right thinking people can admire. And Top Gear, the single most awesome show on television....*bleat bleat* Okay, so, how did we get from towelheads to Top Gear again? Apologies for the ranting rambliness... I'm off to get a drink -Dartz