The northlondonhippy

Archive for January, 2009

Hey fuck­ers! I’ve signed up for Twit­ter again, this time for real!

If you want to fol­low me, please feel free to add @nthlondonhippy. Fuck knows what I’ll be post­ing; I guess we’ll all find out together!

I can rec­om­mend fol­low­ing Stephen Fry (@stephenfry), the British actor, tv pre­sen­ter and genius. He’s both pro­lific and enter­tain­ing, 2 things I aspire to be!

I tend to read tweets on my iPhone, as their bite sized nature makes them per­fect for enjoy­ing on a hand­held device.

Ok so I’m late to the Twit­ter party, but at least I’m there now. Where’s the bar? This hippy could use a stiff drink. Or even bet­ter, a big fat juicy spliff!

(Blogged from my god­damn mutha­fuckin’ iPhone, yo)

Hey hey. Its the mid­dle of the night and I am at work. Where you at?

Its a heavy week for me, I am doing many nights in a row then I have over a week off. I can’t wait!

My birth­day has mer­ci­fully passed unevent­fully except for the weird virus I had for over a week. I hate being sick.

In gen­eral I feel crap most days; the thy­roid thing I have remains a real drag.

I got one very cool gift from my brother, the nearly com­plete box set of the re-imagined Bat­tlestar Galac­tica. I watched it all in less than a week, which either makes me an über cool geek or a very sad mid­dle aged man. I’ll leave it to you to decide which.

The final ten episodes of BSG are run­ning now, in the states and here in the UK on SKY. I’m all caught up which is cool too.

BSG is very classy and engag­ing, my brother has been singing its praises for years. He’s right, it rocks!

I think I’ve wasted enough of your time, but sadly not enough of my own. Catch ya next time.

(Blogged from my mutha­fuckin’ iPhone)

Our stu­pid gov­ern­ment went ahead and reclas­si­fied weed today, against the advice of the sci­en­tists, med­ical experts and drug advi­sors. Cannabis has been returned to Class B, which means penal­ties for sim­ple pos­ses­sion have increased, but penal­ties for deal­ing and pro­duc­tion remain the same, sort of…

While not in place yet, a 3-strike sys­tem is to be imple­mented later in the week. On your first offence, you will be given a warn­ing, on your sec­ond, you will be fined 80 quid and on your third, you will be charged. Nat­u­rally, this new penalty sys­tem is not in place today and won’t be until at least mid­week. The gov­ern­ment couldn’t even co-ordinate the change in clas­si­fi­ca­tion and the new penal­ties so they started on the same day and they’ve had over a year to plan it. Losers!

So why did they change the classification?

I don’t know, there isn’t a sin­gle good rea­son for the change. Laws regard­ing cannabis are even more mud­dled and con­fus­ing now than they ever were!

The advice from the var­i­ous gov­ern­ment advi­sory boards was to leave it in Class C, but if they did that, they couldn’t score any polit­i­cal points with our poorly informed electorate.

Check out this BBC report for more details.

No one in the UK gov­ern­ment is inter­ested in the truth, or doing the right thing where cannabis is con­cerned. I am so dis­ap­pointed and depressed by this stu­pid out­come, words can­not begin to express my distress.

I found this list of Cannabis Myths from a drug organ­i­sa­tion in the US state of Indi­ana. Even they know more about weed than Gor­don Brown and his idi­otic cab­i­net. Please read it so you can be armed with the truth being denied us by the media and the gov­ern­ment here.

Gor­don Brown may still not be long for pol­i­tics as the cur­rent eco­nomic depres­sion (some­one has to say it) may sink his career yet. If it does, it will be the one good thing to come from an oth­er­wise bleak finan­cial out­look. Here’s hoping!

Hey fuck­ers! I’m blog­ging from my iPhone again.

I am hav­ing a rather dull and dreary night at work with pre­cious lit­tle to actu­ally do.

Cov­er­ing a war is lively at first and then you set­tle into a rou­tine. Yes I am as cal­lous and jaded as I sound. I have been cov­er­ing wars for around 20 years, they’re all pretty much the same. Peo­ple die, lots of them.

Life is so frag­ile and we are all so break­able. Its a won­der more of us aren’t killed more often.

The thing about cov­er­ing wars from a dis­tance, as I’ve mostly done, is you get to see some of the most har­row­ing scenes of suf­fer­ing. By the time it arrives on the tv in your liv­ing room, its been san­i­tized and cen­sored, to pro­tect you from images you are likely to find distressing.

I strongly dis­agree with that. You have just as much right to see the uncen­sored hor­rors as I do and my media col­leagues should not be deny­ing you from see­ing the truth.

I don’t find strong images offen­sive, but I do think war and the need­less slaugh­ter of civil­ians is extremely offensive.

I guess I picked the wrong job. Or rather the wrong job chose me!

(blogged from my iPhone)

Seven days into the brand spankin’ new year and I am already filled with opti­mism and hope. And by opti­mism and hope, I really mean depres­sion and despair.

All my tv wants to show me is that nasty shit going on in the mideast. Why do they keep mak­ing sequels to that movie? I’ve seen it all before. That said, there’s some­thing more upset­ting about it this time. Its whole­sale slaugh­ter at an indus­trial scale and it sick­ens me.

I just wish I could change the chan­nel but I really wanna see how it all turns out. Maybe some­one could tip me off just before Rambo arrives and illus­trates the point­less­ness rather than glory of war­fare. And by Rambo, of course I mean Gandhi.

I’m bored to the point of dis­gust at see­ing chil­dren mur­dered and maimed. I can’t be the only one who has seen more than enough of this shit. Why don’t they all just stop?

Closer to home, or rather right here at home, north Lon­don has been sub­merged in sub-zero tem­per­a­tures for what seems like a few weeks now, with each suc­ces­sive night pro­vid­ing another record-breaking low. Brrrrrrrrrrrr!

The ther­mome­ter in my car hit a rather chilly –2 yes­ter­day, which was an all time record low for me and it hasn’t gone above +1 in over a week.

We’re not used to this sort of cold here in Lon­don and its bring­ing every­one down, espe­cially with no respite in sight. All we need is some snow to com­plete this win­tery hell and trust me, I’m not wish­ing for it.

And the econ­omy is so far into the toi­let it can taste the salt in the ocean.

Weed is going be returned to Class B from its present posi­tion in the more appro­pri­ate and rec­om­mended by gov’t advi­sors, Class C. That really sucks.

Things are indeed look­ing dis­tinctly bleak as 2009 begins.

Even Apple let me down yes­ter­day, with a Mac­World keynote devoid of any new toys for me to pur­chase. My credit card was revved up and ready, but it had nowhere to go.

Remem­ber, if it weren’t for cool con­sumer elec­tron­ics and soft drugs, I would have no joy in my life.

And its my birth­day in a cou­ple weeks, I could really do with­out that.

Oh moan, moan, moan, moan, moan!

While I can’t say I am filled with the joys of the sea­son, I still wanted to take a moment to wish every­one out there in inter­net­land the hap­pi­est of happy new years!

Decem­ber 2008 was another record-breaking month here at northlondonhippy.com and as a reward to my loyal staff, I’m tak­ing them all out for a slap up meal and open bar evening at a fancy-pants restau­rant in cen­tral London.

Oh wait, I don’t have any staff. I bet­ter can­cel that reser­va­tion. I won­der if I will get my deposit back?

Yep, last month broke November’s record. Cool, thanks.

I’m not doing any­thing to adver­tise, I don’t know where all these new peo­ple are com­ing from. They’ve just appeared and they’re stay­ing. I bet­ter set up the sofa bed!

I also want to thank those of you who sent kind emails to me fol­low­ing my pre­vi­ous post. When I’m up to it, I’ll reply to you all individually.

2009 will be the year all your hopes and dreams come true. If any­one asks you how you know, tell them some hippy wrote it on the internet.

And every­one knows, every­thing pub­lished on the inter­net is true!