So, last night's mystery regarding the disappearance of the Devil's Kitchen blog has been solved. The blog - one of the best - went away for a couple of hours, but has reappeared.
But what a folorn reappearance: plain black 'n' white, no graphics. And worse - much worse - all previous posts have been deleted. Eleventy-ten posts, made over find-out-later years, have all been removed.

And all because one of them was quoted, admittedly to very damaging effect, by that twat Andrew 'Brillo' Neill in his completely pointless televised attack on the Devil and the LPUK yesterday.

Many of the posts, as they say on telly, contain strong language and violent imagery right from the start. And researchers, looking for an angle, picked out one phrase from the tens of thousands and fed it to Brillo. Thereby enabling him to use the whole of the allotted time to browbeat the Leader of LPUK not about LPUK policies and ambitions, but something an indivdual had written whilst in the guise of his online persona.

So now, DK has announced that 'The Devil is Dead'.  He'll carry on blogging, but will no longer use strong language, and has 'archived' every single post he ever made. Which is, to put it mildly, a fucking travesty.

Why remove 'em, DK? What's done is done. Brilllo's researchers trawled through them to find a damaging quote, and suceeded. They can use that again, you know. And if they decide not to, we all know the Interwebs never really forgets: it'll all be out there somewhere.

And, if these fuckers want to 'get' you, to beat you up with whatever they find in your dustbin, they will. What happens if, after two weeks of swear-free and reasonable blogging, you decide to post a link to, say, Obnoxio the Clown, or Mr Eugenides?

Then we're into 'Leader of LPUK declares self amused by violent imagery' , 'Chris Mounsey recommends blog post calling Harriet Harman the c-word' and so on and so on and so endlessly on.

You can't win a battle by hiding all the enemies weapons, DK, they'll just find more. You can't undo what you did. Put it all back. Stand by it. Don't let any cunt stop you swearing.

Fuck 'em.


++ UPDATE ++  Old Holborn thinks the same way. (Although that's a tiny bit ironic coming from a blogger who changed his end-of-post signature from 'ejaculated by..' to 'carefully crafted by..' when he decided to run for MP, innit?)

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What a busy week blogger, protester and celebrity mask-wearer Old Holborn is having.

First, he was involved in the Blogosphere's campaign to free Nick Hogan, the landlord convicted of .. err .. having people smoke in his pub when he wasn't even there. For fuck's sake.

Hogan was jailed because he couldn't pay the fines and costs slapped on him, but when the Blogosphere had raised the money, OH delivered the cash necessary to free the poor sod.

Then today, as the three most egregiously troughing MP's had their first day in court, OH and friends went down to shout encouragement. No, not encouragement for the fucking MP's, encouragement for the court. Hang those fuckers high.

CF couldn't make it today - pressure of work - but the TV cameras did. As the BBC entitled it:

"MPs Elliott Morley, David Chaytor and Jim Devine are jeered by crowds on leaving Westminster Magistrates Court"

Yeah. And how sweet it is to see.

And would you just look at the footage? People jeering, people shouting abuse. People waving protest banners, people wearing pig masks - no, wait, perhaps that's Elliot Morley.

Fast forward to 30 seconds in, and admire. Free speech, witty protest, in action.

Nice.

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CF was honoured and touched to be invited to return to that den of iniquity, the House of Comments.

Now in its 11th great incarnation, we are reliably informed that the House of Comments podcast is the fastest production car of its kind the most popular politicial-but-not-from-the-BBC podcast in the world.

This particular sizzling roller coaster of political and current affairs comment featured famous media ho' Mark 'Reckons' Thompson,  Stu 'what are backups?' Sharpe and Darrell 'lurch to the left' Goodliffe of 'Moments of Clarity'.

The recording session started badly when Darrell revealed that he was attempting to connect using a ZX Spectrum. Via a 300 baud dial up line. From a small village in New Zealand. During a thunderstorm. With a 'Barbie Karaoke' microphone. While eating Cream Crackers.

The other particpants could only hear the first word of every sentence before of long bursts of static, and had to chat among themselves while Darrell repeatedly rebooted, upgraded and wired his own network cables.

Eventually he was connected to the almost Bang & Olufsen standards of clarity demanded by Mark, and was able to record the full ghastly story of how he came to move from being a avowed Lib Dem to a staunch Labour man. You'll have to listen to the podcast for details, but rest assured, it involves some bin men and was little, if anything, to do with Mark Oaten.


CF whinged for a while about his liver, and the bastards who would like to take control of his innards and his life, and that led into a conversation about whether we should expect the 'nanny state' to clear snow from our front paths or fucking well get off our arses and do it ourselves.

There was some chat about the Carnage at the Chocolate Factory, and CF had a long, rambling, rant about the difference between a Retail Bank and a Wholesale Bank - one that both Gordo and Barack choose not to understand.

Well worth a listen, the podcast can be heard directly on the website , downloaded directly (raw mp3 file here if you prefer).

Or, if you're a complete consumer, and have an iSummat, you can subscribe to the podcast via iTunes.

Get in!

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Dark times. Another blogger has been forced to shut up shop.

Subrosa, self-declared "Dundee Wifey" has run an excellent blog for many months. In her own words, she blogged..

"..to help promote interest in independence for Scotland and to keep the Westminster government's misuse of our armed forces in the public domain."

But she must have offended someone. Today, she's posted her final post, and announced (update - the site's already gone) that she's giving up. Not through ill-health, or sudden ennui, but because:

"My identity has been exposed. Not only do the person(s) know my name they also know my full address .. why would any person .. go to the trouble of finding out my name and address for any other reason than malicious intent?

"[the person] is well known to be a great supporter of certain Scottish unionist bloggers or ex-bloggers"

What the fucking, fuckety fuck? Its very far from paranoid of Subrosa to assume that this shitbag wasn't after her address just to send her fucking Christmas card.

It's a safe bet that this information was sought as it's pretty much the only way to attack an anonymous blogger.

Bloggers can delete comments, ignore emails and carry on regardless, but to anyone who values their privacy - and security, if they've been outspoken - the threat of 'outing' is the ultimate deterrent.

And a highly effective silencer.

So now a good blogger, and a popular one - number 40 in Wikio - has to give up, is silenced, just becauses some twat doesn't agree with what she said.

Subrosa concludes her post:

"What has happened to me can .. happen to anyone. That's the risk we take as bloggers and especially one who has strong political views. It's a dirty, dirty world the world of politics right enough"

Mildly put; Subrosa never did use the swear words. Leave that to CF:

It's a fucking sordid shitheap, and some of the bastard cockroaches that live on it are beneath fucking contempt.

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Constantly Furious was honoured to be invited to join this week’s House of Comments podcast

He joined Mark 'Reckons' Thompson', Stu 'Sharpe's Opinion' Sharpe and Charlotte err.. 'Charlotte Gore' Gore, all top bloggers and frequent appearers on Sky News.

A fascinating discussion ensued, covering the possibilities of a Hung Parliament, Peter Mandelson's new Digital Fascism, the Paul Clarke case and the proposals that the PCC regulate bloggers.

Mark started well, and within less than 10 seconds had steered the conversation to his favourite topic, Proportional Representation. Mark has a way of discussing PR that makes even other PR evangelists shuffle their feet and try to change the subject to Eastenders, or Snooker, but the panel heard him out.

When the news was broken to him that even the hungest of hung parliaments might not let the Lib Dems bring in immediate and everlasting PR as a condition for co-operation, his disappointment was almost palpable. His quiet sobs can be heard in the background for most of the remainder of the debate.

Charlotte freely admitted having a 'Northern Accent', and indeed so distorted were her vowels that it was virtually impossible to understand most of what she was saying. Above the barking of her five pet whippets, the rattle of coal being removed from the bath, and the distant noise of rioting mill workers, it was just about possible to make out her views on a variety of subjects.

She was particularly strong on Mandelson's proposals for controlling our internet usage, and had some very useful technical tips on how to hide one's collection of Scandinavian special-interest movies from the digital police. She also provided all attendees with a link to download a free copy of Microsoft Office, but CF can't get his download to work.

Stu would not deny that he is slightly 'to the Right of Centre' (well, at least politically he is), and this was never clearer than when discussing the Paul Clarke case. He appears to believe that people should be sent to prison not just for committing crimes, but also for "being stupid". As host, Mark had to act quickly before Stu could develop this theme and propose that those with fewer than 10 GCSE's be driven into the sea using flamethrowers, then shot as they flailed in the icy waters.

Stu was also the editor, and what a job he had. Cutting out Charlotte's torrent of blasphemous obscenities must have taken some time. He also completely excised the section where Mark 'phoned Andrew Sachs and left a message on his answerphone containing various allegations about where his granddaughter stood on the Single Transferable Vote issue.

Notwithstanding, the podcast is well worth a listen.

Pop over to the House of Comments web page for more details. You can listen to the podcast there, or download onto your flashy iPhone through iTunes. You sheep.

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