Bearded drag queen ‘Conchita Wurst’ wins The 2014 Eurovision song contest!!!
COPENHAGEN, Denmark. Austrian bearded drag queen Conchita Wurst won the 59th edition of the Eurovision Song Contest on Saturday with a James Bond-inspired entry that had unleashed a wave of protests in eastern Europe before the competition. The power ballad, “Rise Like a Phoenix,” helped Wurst — the alter ego of 25-year-old Thomas Neuwirth — secure Austria’s second victory in the competition with 290 points. The country also won in 1966. “This is dedicated to everyone who believes in a future of peace and freedom,” a tearful Wurst said as she accepted the trophy from Denmark’s Emmelie de Forrest, who won the contest last year.
Pushing the boundaries of gender identity is nothing new at Europe’s annual song contest, an extravaganza known for its eclectic, sometimes unlistenable lineup of techno beats, love songs and pop tunes. The winner in 1998 was Israel’s Dana International, who had male-to-female gender reassignment surgery several years before competing. ‘Conchita Wurst’ a bearded drag queen wins Eurovision 2014
Jeezuz wept! This just about sums up the nonsense that is ‘Eurovision’ or anything beginning with ‘Euro.’ Since childhood through to present day I have detested-hated-loathed, and despised everything associated with this annually produced bilge, as well as the sneaky politics behind it. Isn’t ‘wurst’ a sausage? Yours Aye.
For those who remain clueless over Eurovision; be grateful, be very grateful indeed!
My Little Pony is not just for girls! Grown men obsessed with the cartoon defend their unlikely passion as well as their dressing up in the cartoon regalia…A new documentary is shedding light on the controversial subculture ‘Bronies’: men who are obsessed with the toy-turned-cartoon series My Little Pony. A Brony Tale, which premiered at Tribeca Film Festival this weekend, features one man named Steven who says he often gets mistaken for a ‘pedophile’ or ‘big old man child’ as he goes shopping for his favorite pastel-colored ponies. ‘There might be a mom and her daughter walking by, look down this aisle and see an older guy looking through pony toys. It’s programmed in their mind to jump to the worst-case scenario,’ he says. Oh you think so?
So-called “Bronies,” adult men who are fans of the TV show “My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic,” have apparently been around at least since 2010, when the Hasbro-owned cartoon first aired. Within their ranks are “Military Bronies,” service members from all branches of the military who share their love of the show and wear the “cutie mark” — a Rainbow Dash patch on their uniforms. My-Little-Pony-not-just-girls-Grown-men-obsessed-cartoon-defend-unlikely-passion
I must have spent the better part of my life in a parallel universe, as I had no idea what ‘My Little Pony’ was until I browsed Google! To read the background surrounding ‘Bronies’ is bad enough, but to read about ‘Military Bronies’ getting in on it! ‘Bejeezus, Joseph, Mary, and the donkey; what is going on in the world?‘ Its 01:35 hrs, and I am going for a slug from a stashed bottle of Port that I keep for emergencies… I may not be back for a while Yours Aye.
You will have well and truly heard by now that the ‘celebrity married couple’ Chris Martin and Gwyneth Paltrow have announced that they have “consciously uncoupled!.” Or as Dolly Parton so often spelled out; they are heading down the road for a “D.I.V.O.R.C.E.”… How very Hollywood! Not that I give a rat’s arse about it, though there are children involved and it does appear that they do have their true interests at heart. What never ceases to amaze me is the weirdness that surrounds the people who live in the bubble of Hollywood, and the fact that they (and their practices) are accepted as normal to the false idol worshipers in the real world. It is pure speculation on my behalf; however, since the announcement it would appear that the breakdown in their previous ‘coupling’ was caused by the fact that ‘Gwynnie’ spends most of her time orbiting around the ‘Blue Snowball Nebula’ in the Andromeda constellation, some 2.5 million light years away! Just a personal observation obviously. Yours Aye.
As Gwyneth Paltrow broke the news that she and husband Chris Martin were splitting up, it was immediately clear there had been three people in their marriage: Gwynnie, Chris . . . and her New Age guru, Dr Habib Sadeghi.
Wealthy Serbian bachelor Don Milisav Juan Gonzales Brzi, who claims to be 39? Is looking for a 16-20-year-old wife to share his life of luxury with him in his mansion. In the candid photos the eligible man poses in everything from silk pyjamas, to white suits and even thick furs. The images have gone viral in Serbia, Bosnia and Croatia, though it is sadly not known whether or not they proved a success.
Money can’t buy you class, and in this case, money can’t even bring a smile to your face. Bachelor Don Milisav Juan Gonzales Brzi, may well have drawn influence from his past life as a rodeo clown when he took to decorating his property? Yours Aye.
Asking the grim reaper for the time. Now there’s a watch that not only predicts when you will die, it also begins counting down. Users fill out a questionnaire about their medical history before subtracting their age from the overall results to get their death score, his score is entered into the Tikker and the countdown begins. Dubbed ‘the death watch‘, Tikker has been created by Swedish inventor Fredrik Colting but far from being morbid, Colting calls it ‘The Happiness Watch‘ and claims it has been designed to help people make the most of their life and cherish the time they have left. Would YOU want to know when you’ll die? Now there’s a watch that can predict your death to the nearest SECOND “While death is non-negotiable, life isn’t. All we have to do is learn how to cherish the time and the life that we have been given; seize the day, and follow our hearts.” If this catches on and becomes as popular as the $ 1- X RAY SPECS from the 60’s, then Fredrik Colting can order his XC90 Volvo now. But who on earth would want to know what time they are going to hell in a handcart (and who on earth would want a Volvo). Yours Aye.
Is the saying used in Saudi Arabia when Sheikh Salah al-Luhaydan said “If woman drove they would damage their pelvis, and their children could suffer ‘clinical’ disorders”! In 2011 Muslim scholars said a relaxation of the ban would see both men and women turn to homosexuality and pornography. He went on to tell the Saudi news website sabq.org: “Driving could have a reverse physiological impact. Physiological science and functional medicine studied this and found that it automatically affects ovaries and rolls up the pelvis. This is why we find that women who continuously drive cars, their children are born with clinical disorders of varying degrees.” The startling conclusions were drawn in 2011 at the Majlis al-Ifta’ al-A’ala, Saudi Arabia’s highest religious council, working in conjunction with Kamal Subhi, a former Professor at the King Fahd University.
In the report Professor Subhi described sitting in a coffee shop in an unnamed Arab state. “All the women were looking at me, one made a gesture that made it clear she was available, this is what happens when women are allowed to drive.” Their report assessed the possible impact of repealing the ban in Saudi Arabia, the only country in the world where women are not allowed behind the wheel. It was delivered to all 150 members of the Shura Council, the country’s legislative body. The report also warned that allowing women to drive would ‘provoke a surge in prostitution, pornography, homosexuality and divorce’. Within ten years of the ban being lifted there would be ‘no more virgins’ in the Islamic kingdom.
Better not tell that to 93-year-old Elinor Otto, who works as a riveter on US Air Force C-17 Globemaster III cargo aircraft, at a Californian Boeing plant. Elinor first picked up a riveting gun during World War II, the original ‘Rosie the Riveter’ Elinor is out of bed every morning at 4-am, gets a coffee and newspaper, before starting work by 6-am; parking as far away from the plant as possible so she can walk over as part of her morning exercise.
Rather than brush this one under the carpet I thought I would try and read through to understand the story ‘proper-like’. I have failed, miserably… CAUTION Strategically pixelated; Topless equality transexual activist causes bust-up with neighbors after insisting on doing EVERYTHING – including barbecuing and bike-riding – half-naked I also feel that 38-year-old ‘Stacey’ Schnee, the pre op (or) post op transexual who is a single Mom, was previously (presumably) a single Daddy at some point, who like most men would take off their shirts in summer to bask in the sun, without any one around taking offence.
Perhaps ‘Stacey’ Schnee has fallen into the transexual trap of keeping a psychological foot either side of the metaphorical door, caused through a chemical imbalance. Because lets face it, the position she is now in can only be attributed to the amount of chemicals pumped into her body daily.
Her quote also concerns me some what: “I’m topless and even nude in front of my kids all the time. ‘For them it’s nothing. They don’t see it as anything strange at all. They just don’t care. ‘This is just how our family is. It’s just a little different. Daddy has breasts and Daddy is now a girl. To them it’s completely normal.“ Normal is correct when used as an Antonym, certainly not when used as a Synonym. Dignity & respect sits in balance with age & gravity, there is a time in an adults life when covering up correctly in front of growing children is expected. Nature, just like the English language, is a wonderful thing, messing with each brings along its own problems.
Yours Aye, who lives in the real world.
Arizona is making ready for an out break of Zombies of the worst kind… Crocodile Zombies, and they will soon be coming to a neighbourhood close to you, courtesy of Russia. Warning, the content may be graphic for those over 18. For those under 18, don’t worry they see it every day, as they play their ‘shoot-them-up-kill-them-all-dead’ games.Horrific images of drug-users eaten alive by flesh-eating illness, caused by homemade heroin substitute that has arrived on American shores in Arizona. The first cases of a terrifying new drug called ‘Krokodil’ that eats flesh from the inside out, is flammable and leaves addicts with reptilian-like skin have been reported this week in Arizona – and the state fears the beginning of an epidemic. Popular in Russia, ‘Krokodil’ is homemade, is three-times cheaper than heroin, and created by mixing codeine with gasoline or oil, filtering it and then injecting the rancid concoction into the users body. Banner’s Poison Control Center encountered the drug when two addicts arrived in emergency rooms with their flesh hanging off their body, exposing bone or with skin resembling that of a crocodile, hence its name.
I hope to God the craze for ‘Krokodil’ stays away from this side of the pond, cos only the bad guys are allowed guns over here. Though I could always duct tape a Fairbairn-Sykes Commando knife to each of the canines heads, and keep them hungry… Yours Aye.
I once went out with a girl who owned a full grown 3-year-old Neapolitan Mastiff, it was a short lived relationship that lasted all of several days as the dog suffered from fits of ‘raged jealousy’. On my first visit to pick her up I ended up covered in saliva-goo, so thick I had to stop off at my home to change, and then head on to the restaurant to meet with friends.
That evening as I dropped her back home, I thought I was going have to enter into mortal combat as I was left alone with the Mastiff, and he squared up to me; I didn’t back down or flinch, though I didn’t fancy being covered in blood, snot, and slavered-goo… His mistress saved him from the biggest hiding of his short life as she returned to the room; where upon he turned back into a bunny rabbit… ‘oh he is soooo cute’? As a gallon of thick drool slopped onto my heavily polished brogues. There was worse to follow over the course of several days, the content of which remains a locked secret to this day...
It could have been worse, far worse, she could have had a cat like Annel Snyman 31, who has formed an incredible bond with an 18-month old ‘big cat’ called Timba after adopting him as a cub in March last year, and bringing him to live at her ranch in the Waterberg region of South Africa.
Question, where does it sleep? Answer, any where it wants! Yours Aye.
It isn’t just the economy sliding down the pan! As the chronic shortage of toilet paper continues, it has forced the Venezuelan government to send troops to a factory to make sure stocks are fairly distributed. For the first time in the country’s history rationing is now being enforced; three single sheets per person per movement, the recommended use of which, is one sheet as a wiper, and two sheets for polishing! The shortage has led President Nicolas Maduro to order a national price regulator to take over toilet roll plants in the capital ‘Carac-ass’, to verify production processes and distribution, before placing them under the watch of the National Guard Below: The 50 Bolivar note, with Dr. Enrique Flushing pictured in front of the Nations Presidential palace, which incidentally houses the countries first water gravity fed flushing toilet system..The South American country has been beset by a lack of consumer goods due to inflation and tough trading conditions. To this end, the President has now made it a federal offence for any citizen to use the nations Bolivars paper currency as wiping or polishing material. He has also condemned the use of individual sheets of toilet roll being used on the black market as currency. He has further stated that he and his government will not take the current situation sitting down, and contrary to public belief, the left hand does know what the right hand is doing. Yours Aye.
Redheads are harder to sedate than any other group. Using common anesthetics they require 20% more anesthesia. They also have a high tolerance for pain than
normal people other types. This is because the Melancortin 1 receptor mutation that gives them red hair also triggers the excess release of Pheomelanin, which among other things stimulates a brain receptor related to pain sensitivity.
Which now explains how my Irish Gran could pick up red hot cinders spat from the fire (with her bare hands) before throwing them back onto it again. It also explains why the fighting Irish and the Scots were so hard to knock down… It is staggering to read that research reveals that there are 20MILLION red hair gene carriers in the UK. Even more staggering, is that Yorkshire is as redheaded as Ireland (I was born in County Durham, and originally dark Auburn, until nature took its course)! Map produced by the UK’s DNA showing where redheaded genes are concentrated. In Mediaeval times, red hair was associated with moral degradation, and intense sexual desire. Redheads with green eyes were regarded as vampires, werewolves and witches. The Spanish inquisition singled them out for persecution, believing their hair to be a sure sign that they stole the fires of hell.
Through personal experience I can state that redheads are my Kryptonite, and with that I will bid you all a goodnight!
And let it remain so. Please keep the idea within the country, and do not export it!
Chinese go undercover in Darth Vader-style visors as fear of exposure to the sun sweeps country All it would take is for one air head ‘celebrity’ to fashion it at a swanky hip bar on the boulevard… It may well happen! Yours Aye.
‘Delaware County’ resident 56-year-old Chris Reynolds woke up to find himself the worlds richest person, and it wasn’t a dream, he was $92,233,720,368,547,800 better off thanks to his Pals at PayPal who transferred the money into his account.
PayPal accidentally makes man a QUADRILLIONAIRE after transferring $92,233,720,368,547,800 into his account
What goes up must come down, and what goes in will eventually come out, especially $92,233,720,368,547,800! At least he has the evidence to prove his short lived wealth. Yours Aye.
There is pathetic and then there is super pathetic. Read this article on El Lay resident Samantha La Rocco and tell me how many ridiculous this sounds:
As many women can relate, being dumped is a horrible feeling filled with sorrow and pints of ice cream.
But in Samantha La Rocco’s case, her pity party was brought to an abrupt halt Sunday when she received an uplifting message on her to-go container from Truly Vegan, a restaurant in Los Angeles.
“I had just been dumped and was in full-blown break up mode,”La Rocco, 23, told GoodMorningAmerica.com. “I was ordering food in, and my hair was mess and I had my break up pants on.”
In the midst of her sorrow, she decided to include a note in the special instructions section online while placing her order that read, “I’ve just been dumped. Please draw something inspiring on the container.”
Not expecting the restaurant to even really read the note, let alone follow through, she was more than pleasantly surprised when she received her salad.
“It was the happiest salad I’ve ever had in my life,” she said. “I kept the container. It’s still in the refrigerator.”
Included on the Styrofoam box was a stick figure holding a sign surrounded by hearts that said, “You’re worth it,” followed by “You don’t need him to be happy,” with a sunshine above it.
The message on the box was exactly what La Rocco needed to pick herself up and dust herself off.
“This is the best break up I’ve had,” she said. “The food container thing has totally helped.”
Okay, she had her break up pants on? I guess she gets broken up with a lot. (I wonder what those babies look like.) And she begs the Vegan Shack to draw a picture on her lousy styrofoam box and then when they do, she is ecstatic? And some vegan place, with that styrofoam box. Are they not big no-nos for the planet? She is only slightly less a snook than Casey Snook and her mother Kate Snook.
Having double checked my diary, I am absolutely clear that as I type this at 21:12 hrs GMT, it is still Thursday 11th July 2013. Which means that the following link is not an April 1st bite. The link also has a movie clip, (for those out of mind bleach you may wish to view it later). WARNING: the link also contains cliches so corny that you may wish to turn off the sound completely.
Is this the most ridiculous movie ever made? Los Angeles ‘destroyed by flying sharks sucked up by tornado’ Ladies & Gentlemen, I give you the newly released Hollywood TV movie, that is ‘SHARKNADO’ (no sharks or ‘actors’ were hurt in the making of this film) Unfortunately!