things that make me go crank

the han chinese in tibet
the javanese indonesians in West Papua
the Moroccans in West Sahara
the unnecessary pomposity of castillion
the arab sudanese in Darfur
the smugness of the french
the catalans that wont shut up
the celebrity culture
the israelis in Palestine
the saesnegs in Cymru
the cultural poverty of the americanisation that pervades the planet
the pink polo-shirted fuckers in the Prince of Wales
the concentration of media ownership
the turks forgetting the armenian genocide
the poles trying to make the eu catholic
the fact that corporations hold more power than elected representatives
the yanks in american (sic)Samoa, okinawa, diego garcia, bermuda, hawaii, iraq, afghanistan, sardinia, the val d'aosta, wherever the hell else they are...
the muslim morons that want to implement sharia law anywhere
the Liberal pricks in canberra
the populist idiots in venezuela
the leeches in cuzco
the pond scum squawking baksheesh in the land of the pharoahs
the publishers of the herald sun
the jjj tshirts in the burbs
the smell of the napalm in the early evening
the irresponsible march of globalism
the bastards of gunn destroying tasmania
the junta in burma that locks up ang etc etc
the cynical maggots that play the race card at election time
the daily torigraph
the futility of it all
the wankers that make current affairs telly/reality tv the world over
Silvio fucking Berlusconi
the marketing/PR/sales fools that insist on breathing
the big brother mentality of russian/soviet/cis governance
the religious fools of any prescription...
the muslims in europe who plan its downfall/murder its citizens/abuse fellow immigrants whilst exploiting it to the maximum
the ecuadorians/ukranians/albanians/russians/colombians/maghrebis that soil the bel paese
the breathtaking ignorance of 'americans' %35 believe the bible literally, %14 have passports
the noise new zealand types make when they slaughter their vowels
the tedium that is rugby league
the latent racism that lies in the hearts of so many australians
the hoodoo gurus album of the same name
the privatisation of public space
the fact that i broke the aerial so i cant watch sbs
the cliches that always come true
the horrible little man that cannot be named
the nobody knows my pain or suffering of teenagers
the jews that claim they are the chosen people
the systematic abuse of animals in intensive farming
mullets
the drivel that commercial radio plays
the whingeing of snotty nosed me
the stuffing of innocents in phone booths
the raging against the dying of the light
that i braked that fateful sunday morning in king st