(Originally posted on Thursday, 3 September 2026)
Eurosport focusing on tennis (precisely on the US Open) is fucking pathetic! All the people from Eurosport who think that everybody likes tennis are complete morons. I hate tennis and on BOTH Eurosport channels there is mostly tennis right now. Hour, after hour, after hour. Revolting!
What's worse there is absolutely no snooker, even thought there is the British Open right now. Pathetic! Fucking pathetic! By the way, snooker is losing fans this way.
And don't even start with me that I should use a paid channel/platform – I will never pay significant money for any channel/platform because to cover everything I would have to pay huge total money for SEVERAL channels/platforms! No fucking way. “This world will not impose its will. I will not give up and I will not give in!” “And I won't duck and run cause I'm not build that way.”
I don't believe the absolutes anymore
I'm quite prepared to admit I was wrong
This life, it sucks your principles away
You have to fight against it every single day
These are the postcards from a young man
They may never be written or posted again
These are the postcards from a young man
They may never be written or posted again
It is like so many other things
As distant as your former sins
So sad and lonely and so derelict
As the optimism that we once shared
These are the postcards from a young man
They may never be written or posted again
These are the postcards from a young man
They may never be written or posted again
I'll send you postcards every single day
Just to prove I still exist
This world will not impose its will
I will not give up and I will not give in
And I will not give up and I will not give in
These are the postcards from a young man
They may never be written or posted again
These are the postcards from a young man
They may never be written or posted again
I won't betray your confidence
I won't pretend my way was lost
This world will not impose its will
I will not give up and I will not give in
This world will not impose its will
I will not give up and I will not give in
Thursday, 3 September 2026
Tuesday, 1 September 2026
We are all brain-dead motherfuckers
(Originally posted on Tuesday, 21 November 2017)
Nobody is perfect and everybody has his (or her) own “demons”. To me it has always been my addiction to computer games and to lesser extent my addiction to chess. I have been kind of lucky because there are much more dangerous addictions than mine (like alcohol or narcotics), but there are also other things that make us all morons anyway.
The problem is that at some moments we consciously ignore our own common sense (a kind of “voice inside our head”) when it tells us that we should not do what we are about to do. I'm talking not only about addictions that are repetitive, but also about some single events that can end up very bad for us. We also ignore some “suggestions” to do something good for us, even when we know perfectly well that the “suggestion” is correct.
Below there is the song Miss Europa Disco Dancer by Manic Street Preachers that features some lyrics that are utterly universal and thought-provoking. More importantly the final phrase of the song, repeated 23 times, gives a surprisingly positive feeling. Well, I must admit that the first time I have heard this song I was irritated by such an ending, but over time I appreciate it more and more. By the way: only Manics can combine harp with such lyrics!
Miss Europa disco dancer
Feel the drug of your persona
Miss Europa disco dancer
I'm in heaven when I see ya
Miss Europa disco dancer
Favourite son and favourite daughter
Miss Europa disco dancer
Suck - suck up all of your power
So serene the world turns blue
Heads are spinning – it feels so good
It's poetry, sheer poetry
The way you destroy your beauty
Miss Europa disco dancer
Brutally becomes a no hoper
Miss Europa disco dancer
Had your luck and had your chances
Miss Europa disco dancer
Never reached the super-nova
Miss Europa disco dancer
Wake up drunk and then fall over
So messed up the world turns grey
All washed up with debts to pay
It's agony, sheer agony
The way your life just fades away
So serene the world turns blue
Heads are spinning – it feels so good
It's poetry, sheer poetry
The way you destroy your beauty
So messed up the world turns grey
All washed up with debts to pay
It's agony, sheer agony
The way your life just fades away
Brain-dead motherfuckers (x23)
Nobody is perfect and everybody has his (or her) own “demons”. To me it has always been my addiction to computer games and to lesser extent my addiction to chess. I have been kind of lucky because there are much more dangerous addictions than mine (like alcohol or narcotics), but there are also other things that make us all morons anyway.
The problem is that at some moments we consciously ignore our own common sense (a kind of “voice inside our head”) when it tells us that we should not do what we are about to do. I'm talking not only about addictions that are repetitive, but also about some single events that can end up very bad for us. We also ignore some “suggestions” to do something good for us, even when we know perfectly well that the “suggestion” is correct.
Below there is the song Miss Europa Disco Dancer by Manic Street Preachers that features some lyrics that are utterly universal and thought-provoking. More importantly the final phrase of the song, repeated 23 times, gives a surprisingly positive feeling. Well, I must admit that the first time I have heard this song I was irritated by such an ending, but over time I appreciate it more and more. By the way: only Manics can combine harp with such lyrics!
Miss Europa disco dancer
Feel the drug of your persona
Miss Europa disco dancer
I'm in heaven when I see ya
Miss Europa disco dancer
Favourite son and favourite daughter
Miss Europa disco dancer
Suck - suck up all of your power
So serene the world turns blue
Heads are spinning – it feels so good
It's poetry, sheer poetry
The way you destroy your beauty
Miss Europa disco dancer
Brutally becomes a no hoper
Miss Europa disco dancer
Had your luck and had your chances
Miss Europa disco dancer
Never reached the super-nova
Miss Europa disco dancer
Wake up drunk and then fall over
So messed up the world turns grey
All washed up with debts to pay
It's agony, sheer agony
The way your life just fades away
So serene the world turns blue
Heads are spinning – it feels so good
It's poetry, sheer poetry
The way you destroy your beauty
So messed up the world turns grey
All washed up with debts to pay
It's agony, sheer agony
The way your life just fades away
Brain-dead motherfuckers (x23)
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