"I hope she is dreaming of a progressive future. Do you think my smile will frighten her when she wakes up?" said Gordon Bear.
"Eew, she looks quite common," said Dave Bear, "she will have to be looked after by volunteers."
"She should vote for me," said little Nick Bear, "because she is cute and so am I."
But Goldilocks slept on....
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Illustration by Margaret Evans Price, 1927
39 comments:
Not that I think it's necessarily a good thing to mention politics on the blog, it can only lead to strife.... but I've never known a general election with so many voters still undecided two days before the polls open. Just one of the many weird things about this particular campaign.
And Gordon Bear is a very good likeness, I think.
Zeph - your take on the leadership battle makes just as much sense as any others. Perhaps there is too much information this time round? I definitely think that not only do we have to contend with who to vote for, but then there's the question of whether we should tactically vote to avoid a hung Parliament, and what the hell one of those is and why we would or wouldn't want one. It's all a bit too confusing. I wouldn't put it past a lot of people to go into the voting booth and vote for the one with the best name, like how I choose my horse for the grand national.
Voting floaters go Lava-Tory...
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Zeph,
Polls are Bears? no Brown Bear.
Gordon Brown is no Polar Bear
another pun geek at pseud que malediction
yes I do
so what's the deal about Polls are Bears?
what's the deal witn "polls are bears"
they are walking on thin Ice like Brown bear
I thought, on first viewing, that this was a Mabel Lucy Atwell illustration. This site never fails to educate as now I am introduced to Margaret Evans Price.
Forget politics, is there a rule that says iconic children's illustrators must have three names?
On voting, I'm going on the local importance of my MP. I don't share the ultimate ideals of his party, but he's been very good for us and is a strong and influential voice in Westminster. His constituency work and Select Committee work has been faultless and incredibly hard-working. What more could you ask for?
Quite right, Mimi. I'm living in a constituency which is beyond marginal into "who the hell knows?" territory, having had George Galloway as MP last time and a 25 yr old Blair Babe the time before. I think I know which candidate I'm voting for but like most of the country, it would seem, I could still change my mind.
"What's the deal about polls are bears?"
Guitou, you might find an answer to your question here. Or not.
Drat, bad link.
Here.
Is "Gorgeous" George not standing this time round?
The boundaries have changed so Galloway's now standing in Poplar, next door. They're welcome to him, he was a rubbish constituency MP.
mimi, he is, the rogue (confession: I voted for him last time) but the constituency boundaries have been re-drawn since. As zeph said...who the hell knows?
Good luck then to all of you in marginals: bring on the vote and goodbye Murdoch polls.
Sad when process of elimination is the best way to choose a candidate.
Is Gordon the one with his tongue sticking out?
The suspense is killing me. If anyone is looking for me, I'll be in the large bed in the downstairs bedroom.
Munni,
funny you noticed it, another detail, Gordon's jeans always dry.
No Munni, Gordon's the big one with the funny smile. Dave Bear has his tongue out.
Guitou, Gordon's jean, that is really terrible....
Mishari, did you really vote for George? Blimey.
Zeph,
Yes it is Clearly terrible, I should be banned.
Never got inspired by politicians and their pathetic last attempt to convince you they are better, can do better
Zeph, of course, how silly of me.
Well, Munni, it is quite hard to tell the main parties apart, really - centre right capitalist x 3.
Apologies to all non-UK readers (like you, Guitou, and no, don't wake Offie..) it's very boring, I know. We'll get over it soon, or in about 18 months after the hung parliament's fallen apart and we have to do it all again.
Aléa jacta es
Zeph, what choice did I have? The Blairite toady and dimwit Oona King? The Tory (I'd rather drink a bucket of vomit)?
George was my protest vote and was again yesterday. Labour need to be out of office and purged of the Tory-lite Blairite entryists and re-built as a socialist party (which was their only raison d'etre)
You probably think I'm frivolous but I'm not...
So we have a hung Parliament. I'm wondering whether they can use the Duckworth Lewis method to work out who won?
I like the Respect party activists around my way, young and very genuine; I just can't abide Galloway.
Pink, Duckworth-Lewis is used to establish the target for the other side's innings, so it would be something like: whoever is in has to introduce proportional representation within 12 months or they have to go out again..... hmm, that's sort of what's going to happen... the Duckworth-Lewis-Clegg method, then.
Guitou: alea jacta, but landed on edge, now we argue about which way it fell.
Hung parliament? It's the best solution, by far. If you don't have a guillotine, hang them all.
I can't bear any more puns.
I have mixed feelings about Galloway. On the one hand, he's a bit of a chancer and an opportunist, on the other hand I agree with almost everything he says. Whatever else he is, he's never dull or bland and he sounds human, unlike most politicos.
The other day he came past me on Bethnal Green Road, atop an open-decked double-decker bus.
Wearing shades and a very sharp suit, he puffed on a cigar as he delivered fluent and witty invective. He looked like a successful Mafia chieftain.
I can't help feeling a certain affection for a fellow rogue.
Melton,
even if they're really, really bad?
Well, I know this could polar-ise opinion, but I can't panda to the taste for puns. Please bear with me-it's something I get quite grizzly about.
it's funny how easy it is to mix politics and Zoology .
Cotton candy anyone?
But Mish - did you ever see Galloway being a cat and asking Rula Lenska to tickle his tummy? Kinda hard to have respect after that, surely?
mimi, that was hard to forgive or forget (I only saw brief clips as I don't watch that kind of rubbish) but ultimately no more stomach-churning than watching the usual shower lying their heads off and paying lip-service to egalitarian ideals through gritted teeth.
I think he must have been drunk (I'm trying to be kind).
Still, 3 of the most gruesome New Labour drones got the chop on Thursday--Smith, McNulty and Clarke--which is some comfort.
... and then Goldilocks woke up and found that Dave Bear and Nick Bear had got into the other bed together...and there was a strange snuffly laughing sound from Gordon Bar as he disappeared off down the path towards the deep forest...
And there was no honey left for breakfast.
Brown Bear left so no more B,
No Bees no Honey
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