So what has this to do with the price of coal? I hear you ask. Well, Lou Reed died on Sunday, prompting many tributes to his genius. There was one poster on McMurdo's website that said that Reed was one of his favourite singers and that he was going to miss him. My immediate thought was, did you ever actually listen to what the guy was singing about? Reed always sang about the underclass, the downtrodden, the people that society would rather just disappeared. In other words, not the kind of folk that 'The Peeppell' normally champion!
I've seen a few folk on McMurdo's blog, and other Bisto sites, saying how they were punks and even quoting the lyrics of bands like Stiff Little Fingers, The Clash and The Damned, out of context of course, to bolster their twisted, bigoted agenda. It amazes me how anyone that professes to have liked these groups can have turned into raving, racist, sectarian bigots. All of these groups would be outraged to count these characters among their fans. The only one that none of them ever quotes, of course, is John Lydon/Johnny Rotten. He went to the wrong kind of school and his parents were Irish! Now I know how that middle-class guy felt. All I can say is, 'How dare you like that!'
Keith Jackson in yesterday's Daily Record got the Bisto Kids fuming. Away back in June he reported how Stockbridge and Green tried to bring in Rafat Rizvi, a guy on Interpol's most wanted list, to their planned takeover of Rangers. After liquidation there was no more mention of the guy and we can only assume that he had nothing to do with the Sevco fiasco. Then again, we don't know for certain, do we?
Jackson tried a bit of humour in his column, pretending that Rizvi is one of the Blue Pitch mob and imagining a telephone conversation with him. Of course, this went right over the heads of the Bisto Kids, who started ranting and raving about how could Jackson get in touch with Rizvi when Interpol don't know where he is! It seems they don't understand humour down Govan way. Anyway, Jackson was making a serious point about how all the secrecy surrounding the investors in Bisto FC is bound to cause wild speculation, which can't be good for the club. This, of course, has him marked down by the Bisto Kids as another 'Rainjurz Hater.' Well, hell mend them; they never listen to anybody! Even when somebody's trying to help them they dismiss it as pish.
Speaking of pish, everybody's favourite pish-stained alky was back yesterday, screaming about AGMs. He claims that Paul Murray is willing to hire a venue so there is no need for any delays. Apparently the money men behind Murray are ready to pay for such a venue. I wonder who these 'money men' are? It certainly won't be gazillionaire Jim McColl, who has already demonstrated that he has short arms and deep pockets. It would take a good bit of persuasion to get hin to pay for a round, never mind pay for a venue. So what money men is he talking about?
So, on one side we've got Margarita and Blue Pitch Holdings, both of which are obsessively secretive about who is actually involved; while, on the other side, we've got some mysterious 'money men.' When folk are being secretive there's normally a reason for it; in other words, they're usually crooks and gangsters. It looks as if there's not much to choose between the two sides!
Loony Leggat also bangs on about the stories surrounding The Messiah not being a fit and proper person. He blames Jack Irvine for this, saying that it's all black propaganda to deflect from the current problems with the board. Strangely, the supporters of the board, like Auld Merlin, blame Paul Murray for these stories. Of course, the truth is that he is not a fit and proper person but that won't stop the two sides in the Gravy War blaming each other.
The Messiah himself turned up to watch Bisto FC take on the mighty East Fife. It doesn't exactly look like a welcoming committe, does it? Ronnie and Reggie look as if King has turned up with shite on his shoes. The Messiah himself looks like he wants to punch somebody and the woman in the middle is there to stop a fight starting. Meanwhile, Big Jabba tries to hide as soon as he sees a camera pointing his way. Or maybe he wants to keep away from The Messiah for some reason. Then again, maybe he's ashamed to be seen, considering the fat salary he rakes in for doing bugger all!
Finally, I see some of the Bisto Kids have got themselves in a lather over Celtic's match against Ajax. They're saying that Frank De Boer was called a 'sad Orange bastard,' even though most of them admit that they didn't even watch the match! But they go further than that. Since Orange is the colour of the Royal House of Holland, they are claiming that the chants were racist. And there's more. Since Ajax supporters play up some kind of Jewish connection, the Bisto Kids are also accusing Celtic fans of anti-Semitism! They're all writing e-mails to UEFA to complain. 'Wae jist waant evrybdy dealt wi' oan an equal footin'' they claim. Still, it'll give the guys at UEFA something to laugh at.
The Ibrox Cast
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'The Cash My Father Chored'
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