Sony loses the plot…

Consensus is building among the blogosphere, etc that Sony’s submission to cyber hacker’s reeks of cowardice.

US intelligence reveals North Korea was behind the hack attack, and now we wait for the latest email leak to know how Seth Rogan really feels about Amy Pascal and Scott Rudin.

Sony has been in steep decline since the Discman and Walkman walked off a cliff, and let Apple conquer the digital music delivery service.

The Vaio computer department was sold off, leaving the Playstation and Movies to churn out eager profits for a once mighty conglomerate. 

The Playstation hack of 2011 affected 25 million customers, swiping personal information ripe for abuse, and now, the mother of all hacks reveals insipid overpaid executives’ juvenile banter, and sensitive business practices.

Clearly not happy enough that the ship isn’t taking on more water, it has pulled the very product that might be a steadfast reason for free speech.

The ‘Interview’ is a comedic satire starring Seth Rogan and James Franco about a plot to terminate the most well fed Korean in North Korea Kim Jong Un. 

This act of tomfoolery has had the top brass at Sony and even the White House in a tizzy concerning its content.

Kim Jong Un doesn’t appear to be laughing also, and allegedly ordered the ‘Guardians of Peace’ to counter this Act of War with an effective hack of Sony’s business infrastructure. 

Now ‘The Interview’ will not be opening on Christmas Day due to 911 style bomb threats. 

In fact it won’t be screened anywhere on DVD or online streaming. 

The holiday period is a lucrative time for the Multiplexes and they don’t want to jeopardize a potential holiday bonanza.

So well done Sony, you have managed to surrender to grapefruit faced leader of a merciless hermit kingdom, and sabotage the Cineplex’s argument that streaming movies is the death knell of cinema.

And please, for the sake of clarity, point out the irony, which a bunch of maniacs by the name of ‘The Guardians of Peace’ want to kill people with gleeful pride.

Remember Salman Rushdie, The Dictator, Team America and Borat? 

Even if the film were crap, why do need to bow down to pond scum like North Korea and give them and others license to curb free expression?

As it stands, round one goes to Hackers du jour. 

Let’s face it, Face - sitting is not a crime…

Jolly Hockey sticks I have been away from typing. 

A person with higher nobility and near perfect credentials has alerted me to a salacious story on the steps of Westminster. 

Last week a protest was in full throttle concerning a British government proposed ban on certain sex acts to be wiped off our TV and computer screens.

Quote. An amendment to Britain’s Communications Act (2003) put video on demand online pornography under the same regulations that already govern DVD sales and theatrical movie releases. Under the British Board of Film Censors rules, people in Britain are no longer able to pay for pornography that contains spanking, caning, verbal abuse, water sports, female ejaculation, fisting, or face-sitting. End quote.

Yikes…! I wasn’t aware there was a ministerial portfolio for porn, and if so he has choked three quarters of MPs favorite recreation. 

One can only marvel at the industrious lengths ministers go to, using valuable taxpayer’s money on such Dickensian acts. 

Looking over the shoulder of some MP’s one might see the pages of Fifty Shades of Grey, as much as a report on London’s new proposed airport.

Monty Pythons have been lampooning the Establishment since the Sixties. Their comedic insights remain eternal.

The Minister of Porn proposes female wanking, between morning biscuits and afternoon tea unsavory. 

However one senses a sinister trait and recurring theme – why is ok for men to spray their seed with vigorous delight when women aren’t afforded the same luxury?

Women on Top so to speak, presents a threatening call to action by those who claim jobs gone overseas are damaging the Treasury. 

These terrible face sitters might seek employment elsewhere and not pay taxes! ; Yet another blow against women and hence the irony.

Charlotte Rose, who was named sex worker of the year in 2013, organized last week’s face-sit-in.

She expands on the idea that this ban, denies female pleasure as well as economics where in an industry women make more money than men.

Perhaps one thing at least MP’s should be concentrating on is lowering college tuition; this might dissuade seeing their daughters on screen making up the balance of their student debt.

However the protest provided a keen sense of humor - face sitting sit in’s, placards that read “We Cum in Peace.” and “Vulvas Don’t Kill People, Revolvers Do.”

I guess at the end of the day where one stands on the issue depends on where one is sits, or is it the other way round?

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Say No No No !

Scotland is exhibiting suicidal tendencies, or at the very least, self mutilation and stubborn hubris. 

Sounds like banking…? actually far worse.

In a few days time the Scots will vote to remain a part of the Union or become an independence State. 

Polls indicate that the Yes vote is leading the charge.

Panic has consumed all of Westminster and excitement escalates throughout Edinburgh.

Alex Salmond the first minister of Scotland has put forward the idea that Scotland would be better off separate from the rest of the Union. 

With a outlook as foggy as the Mull of Kintyre, and with great skill, he has managed to bamboozle a delusional population.

However it does pain me to agree with David ‘Downton Abbey’ Cameron on this matter, but he and many other undesirables are perfectly correct in stating the obvious.

It would be a catastrophe for such an event to occur, and with so many unanswered questions to be hanging in the balance, only an act of a madman and crazed nationals could prevail.

So much dependency on oil and gas profits as a way of constant funding for a new Scotland is simply nonsense.

Even BP has cited that supply will eventually run out, hence a fracking desire throughout the country?

The banking community will leave for a more stable climate, including the Royal Bank of Scotland, the Euro and Sterling will not find a home in New Scotland.

Who pays for Scotland’s debt?  Mortgages will raise and the cost of borrowing will shoot up.

Will Alex Salmond declare that the Ruble will be the next currency? Or simply hand over military concerns to Putin?

Britain’s International standing will be diminished, and as a NATO partner will look increasingly ironic considering Russia’s continuing land grab.

New Scotland will have an uneasy admission to the EU, who would face similar European separatists. 

The age of voting has been reduced to 16, in a cynical ploy to inject pride to an unsuspecting youth.

And what desecration to one of the best graphic designs ever - The Union Jack !

News just in…Loch Ness has surfaced and is moving south…

So like the Drugs slogan "Just Say NO"

IPeep v IPrivacy

Breaking News! 

"Hollywood type people outraged at leaked selfie sex!!!!"

"Demand more digital privacy…"

Leading IT girl Jennifer Lawrence miffed at such a state of affairs calls for radical Jihad against the IVoyeur .

What more laws on privacy? From a Congress that rarely turns up, let alone talks to each other?

For now sadly that appears fanciful.

Celebrities are prime targets, especially women for such intrusion which is unpleasant at the very least, however this seems paradoxical for some Celebs who yearn for constant flash bulbs and dress and behave in a manner which is a megabyte away from full on fornication.

Can we site Miley Cyrus, Nicki Minaj, Madonna and even Prince?

Considering the choice of Smartphone’s these days, the  IPhone or Android can be a self inflicting Judge, Jury and Executioner - the Blackberry sales are too dismal for selfie sex.

Privacy is diminishing by the sound bite, megabyte whether we like it or not, and has been eroding at Mach 2 speed just like climate change and appears irreversible. 

It’s surprising to suggest that Google, Face book, Apple and all advertising companies are interested in your privacy. 

They want to know everything about you, even the manufacturer of sex toy you used in your Oscar winning mini screen epic.

Need I mention the NSA?

The smart phone is a potent weapon; the Cloud is not 100% safe – nothing is full proof, if you are happy with Cirque du Soleil salacious sex at warp speed, then don’t get your knickers in a twist if the world is invited to watch.

The ubiquity of the camera and devices to relay such events are working with you and against you.

There will be always trolls and undesirables willing to ruin your day - new means of technology just accelerate the misery. 

The brilliant Kate Bush just returned to the stage after a 35 year absence and requested her fans to watch the show rather than video it.

Perhaps photographing everything from breakfast to cats to copious copulation would be better served by committing them to memory.

Blurred Lines

It’s hard to know if one is in Iraq, Syria, Gaza or Ferguson these days, the images look alarmingly similar.

What is abundantly clear; since 911 America has adopted a combative stance in all streams of life.

CNN’s Wolf Blitzer has a show called the ‘Situation Room’, even his bloody name is threatening! (Although he looks like a senior citizen teddy bear)

The TV media on all sides are awash in exploding, swooping graphics that font large the words ‘Terror’ every second.

Embedded journalists look like members of SWAT teams, with the only distinguishably difference being the word ‘Press’.

Even some celebrities have entourages the size of football teams, and who are armed to the teeth.

This bunker type mentality creeps in like a thief and leaves us shell shocked, too numb to realize the change. 

A product of ‘Right to Bear’ arms gone haywire and cancerous killing cycle that is never allowed to end.

There are thousands of Ferguson's percolating all across America, a sorry lament to the neglect of failed cities that warrant more help than Baghdad, Damascus and Kabul.

American foreign policy worries more about foreign failed States (and Arms sales) than its own domestic States.

We care more, it seems for tribes and cultures that we can barley pronounce, than the mixed culture back home that is in dire need for harmony and respect.

How can America be the beacon of light when its own population is in ruins?

What example to the rest of the world can we set if we are drowning in social divide and cultural inequity?

The Pentagon military budget for tactical weaponry must be colossal, why not trade in those dollars to resurrect communities and provide jobs, a future and to help ourselves and others. 

Why can't we cross the blurred lines of distrust to the transparent lines of hope ?

Ten and 1/2 Pros of Scottish Independence

1. Susan Boyle denied British radio play.
 
2. Mel Gibson replaces the Queen as Head of State…. Oy Vey!!
 
3. Hatred of Maggie Thatcher intact.
 
4. No More RBS bailout.
 
5. Will become the Greece of the Northern Hemisphere.
 
6. Bay City Rollers Reunion confined to Scotland.
 
7. No more shit rugby players in the Lions.
 
8. Haggis stays in Scotland.
 
9. Donald Trump to build more golf courses.
 
10. Sean Connery forced to leave his house in the Bahamas.

1/2. Andy Murray back to his losing ways. 

Every Song is like Sunday, tuneless and grey

Something has to be done about Morrissey, yes that former puff pastry leader of the band The Smiths.

The world cannot stand idly by and let continue after nearly 30 years, any more sour sonic silliness from the man.

He is the purveyor of the perfect swindle, fooling bedroom Bedouins into a charlatan’s belief that you can write one song and rerecord it for an entire career.

How does one get away with the same tired melody, the same jangly guitar and vocal delivery that scorched every track since the early 80’s?

These crimes perpetrated against the pasty, spotty adolescents have done irreparable damage to the social order.

It’s tantamount to musical pedophilia.

Conventional wisdom states that Morrissey was a precursor to the Beiber, Cyrus and Nicki Minaj travesty, soliciting permission to bore on a grand scale.

Not content to torture us through the art of the song, now he invites us to another piss poor performance of spoken word pretense, backed by third division jazz.

Listening to the protestation of a Brazilian goalkeeper would be more desirable than listening to Mozzer.

The man from Madchester has relocated to LA, that cultural void so in keeping with everything he apparently railed against as a guru for the depressed.

It would not surprise me in the least, if he has a suite at the Mirage Las Vegas, and is in talks with Siegfried for a comeback. 

Misery loves company and both have a penchant for shirts open to the waist.