The Lottery is tacky beyond belief. I have hardly ever done it and there's so many games now I've no bloody idea what's what. There's midweek as well as weekend games, and now also Euromillions, where the whole of Europe can get caught up in it - Brits won about £90 million recently.
The whole thing has turned the UK into one big glorified bingo hall, with thousands of people who can't really afford to be spending their dosh on the likes of the lottery sitting at home waiting to call "house".
Is it only me who gets wound up and finds it distasteful standing in the local shop of a Saturday night behind somebody buying copious amounts of "lines" and a scratchcard or seven thrown in for good measure? Normally he's got some cans of Special Brew and a 20 of fags to buy at the same time.
Minority sports like cycling have undoubtedly benefited from the cash, but shouldn't the Government or the various sporting associations be granting this money or raising it by themselves? Even ultra-capitalist Thatcher couldn't bring herself to allow a Lottery when she was in power. If you want to give to 'good causes', set up a direct debit to one of your choice and use the money you piss down the drain every week for the lottery to fund it.
All in all I'd say the bloody thing is yet another tax - however this one is targeted at the thick, poor and hopelessly optimistic. I can assure you this post is in no-way spiteful or jealousy fuelled at the thought of individuals sitting £40 million+ better off this week.
More 80s music for you tonight and let's head to one of the iconic Albums of the Decade - the Lexicon of Love by ABC and the sublime single "The Look of Love".
The whole thing has turned the UK into one big glorified bingo hall, with thousands of people who can't really afford to be spending their dosh on the likes of the lottery sitting at home waiting to call "house".
Is it only me who gets wound up and finds it distasteful standing in the local shop of a Saturday night behind somebody buying copious amounts of "lines" and a scratchcard or seven thrown in for good measure? Normally he's got some cans of Special Brew and a 20 of fags to buy at the same time.
Minority sports like cycling have undoubtedly benefited from the cash, but shouldn't the Government or the various sporting associations be granting this money or raising it by themselves? Even ultra-capitalist Thatcher couldn't bring herself to allow a Lottery when she was in power. If you want to give to 'good causes', set up a direct debit to one of your choice and use the money you piss down the drain every week for the lottery to fund it.
All in all I'd say the bloody thing is yet another tax - however this one is targeted at the thick, poor and hopelessly optimistic. I can assure you this post is in no-way spiteful or jealousy fuelled at the thought of individuals sitting £40 million+ better off this week.
More 80s music for you tonight and let's head to one of the iconic Albums of the Decade - the Lexicon of Love by ABC and the sublime single "The Look of Love".
ABC, great choice Macbeth! They also had a small hit with "How to be a millionaire" which Alistair Darling is now using as a fiscal policy guide...here are the lyrics...
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Tell me the truth sir, someone just bought it
Say mr. whispers! here come the click of dice
Roulette and blackjacks - gonna build us a paradise
Larger than life and twice as ugly (me and my eyebrows)
If we have to live there, you'll have to drug me (class C only)
Maybe these luxuries can only compensate
For all the cards you were dealt at the hands of fate (thanks to broon's exchequer time)
So tell me
Tell me! tell me! how to be a millionaire
Tell me! tell me! how to be a millionaire
(go to IMF or play the lottery)
Millionaire! billionaire! trillionaire! (in debt)
Hardly surprising if you might consider
Loyalties go to the highest of bidders
What's my opinion? I'd give you ten to one (unemployment rate)
Give me a million, a franchise on fun (banking)
But there are millions who often get nowhere (the poor)
And there's just one secret I think you should share
Maybe these luxuries can only compensate
For all the cards you were dealt at the hands of fate (it's not my fault my eyebrows are a different colour to my hair)
So tell me
Tell me! tell me! how to be a millionaire
Tell me! tell me! how to be a millionaire!"
eh...rob a bank Alistair.
I won a tenner last week! hoorah!
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