Frankie Boyle’s gag writing vacancy…
…I might apply, anyway, with apologies to anyone who thinks
bow ties on babies is a good look:
There’s been some miracle IVF breakthrough or something.
It’s too boring to warrant paying any attention to the detail. Either you can
reproduce, or you can’t, get over yourselves and deal with it. I think it’s
just the latest anti-evolution, reverse-engineering triumph. This IVF baby,
born wearing a bow-tie just to rubber-stamp the suspicion that there’s
something very, very wrong going on, to parents who had tried every fertility
treatment going without considering their right to occupy a place in the
gene-pool, is some sort of scientific marvel.
The way nuclear reactor meltdowns and biological weapons are
scientific marvels.
Apart from anything else, the parents bear an uncanny
resemblance to some of BLISS’ retarded relatives. Who should also have been excluded
from any sensible gene pool long ago.
Seriously, the Oxford
team behind the science are banned from using the information received to
produce taller, stronger, healthier babies. That would be intelligence-assisted
evolution. However, they can assist couples struggling to conceive. I don’t see
the difference. People who buy puppies deserve contempt when there’s thousands
of rescues wanting homes and facing death, and why spunk [ooops, sorry]
thousands on allowing guys like these to have their own, against what nature’s
telling them, rather than taking on an orphan who otherwise weeks to live in an
incubator (or whatever orphans live in) somewhere?
How out of touch are you, man?
The political commentator on the radio this morning, said
that everyone will be glued to PMQ’s tomorrow after the Falkirk ,
Miliband, unions stuff.
Sorry, buddy. PMQ TMS.
Tomorrow sees the start of the Ashes series at Trent Bridge .
No-one but no-one’s going to give a good goddamn about the prime minister, the
leader of the opposition, or anything going on in the multicoloured
talking-shop. All eyes will be on Nottingham
and the toss and the first morning session. Really. Get real, man.

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