You've come a long way, baby

Almost three-quarters of women said if a rape victim got into bed with the assailant before an attack they should accept some responsibility.

One-third blamed victims who had dressed provocatively or gone back to the attacker's house for a drink.

The survey of more than 1,000 people in London marked the 10th anniversary of the Haven service for rape victims.

For Fuck's Sake.

Dear God

A mother and her partner accused of murdering her seven-year-old daughter by starving her to death have admitted her manslaughter.

[Khyra Ishaq] was so emaciated at the time of her death, on 17 May, that her condition was outside the experience of medical professionals, prosecutor Timothy Raggatt QC has told the jury.

It's this kind of shit that makes me conflicted about the death penalty. The man had mental health problems, apparently, but the "mother" has no such excuse. What the fuck good is it keeping that animal alive?

More depressing news from academe

The student who appeared to shout “Slaughter the Jews” at Israeli minister Danny Ayalon has claimed the Deputy Foreign minister misunderstood his Arabic.
The Oxford Student newspaper has named the protester as second year St Edmund’s Hall student Noor Rashid.

Several eyewitnesses said they heard Mr Rashid shout: “Itbah Al-Yahud”, an Arabic phrase meaning “Slaughter the Jews”. Mr Ayalon translated the phrase with this meaning.

But Mr Rashid claimed that he had in fact shouted “Khaybar ya Yahod”, a classic Arabic battle cry referring to a seventh-century attack by Mohammed on the Jewish community in Khaybar where the Jews were conquered and made to pay half of their income to the Muslim population.

Ah, so that makes it all all right then, yeah? And look, the little darling is going to be making amends: -

I will be writing letters to all my Jewish friends to express my sincere apologies, and also to clarify my remarks

What "Jewish friends", you dissembling cunt? All the BNP fuckers I've ever come across online have claimed to have some rainbow coalition of friends. This is, of course, belied by the fact said BNP fuckers are vicious racists with filthy racist mouths - just like this Oxford ISOC bastard.

I suspect, though, that now he has started wibbling on about how his Jew-hating yell came from the fucking Koran, Old Bill won't go near him for fear of upsetting the gibbering, death-threatening, Tube-bombing wing of the Religion of Peace.

This is fucking annoying.

New powers to control lap-dancing clubs are being given to councils in England and Wales, the Home Office has said.

Current licensing laws put clubs in the same category as pubs and cafes and councils can object only on the grounds of crime, nuisance or public safety.

From April, clubs will be classed as sex establishments and residents will be able to oppose venues for being "inappropriate" to the area.

So I think we can guess what that means. While Tarquil and Jocasta Bourgie will be spared the sight of ladies' bosoms on posters advertising Peppermint Brastrap as Mummy steers the Range Rover towards St Custard's, the same consideration won't be extended to Spud and Geeta Prole, who already have to navigate used blobs and discarded needles on their way to Bogbreath Comp.

RIP Alexander McQueen. There'll be lots of speculation about why he killed himself - grief over his mother's very recent death would seem to be the most likely candidate for the trigger, heaped on top of ongoing grief about the death of Isabella Blow just over two years ago. Poor man.

Well, goodness me, I've been away from this blog for a long long time, innit? I'm going to try really really hard at keeping it up, if for no other reason than that my other half is now on Blogger too(here at Cheesohol).

Anyhoo, it is February 11, or 22 Bahman in Iran, the anniversary of the Revolution that saw the Shah deposed and clerical fascists put in his place. I'd just like to say Marg Bar Diktator in support of the brave democrats risking their lives to try and bring an end to this repulsive regime. Liveblogging of events is at Street Journalist, also being tweeted here

Dear God, things must be bad. I find myself mentally applauding an article by Madeline Bunting

The government has poured billions into propping up a bankrupt financial system, and only whimpers ineffectually about millions being paid out in bonus packages to bankers courtesy of the British taxpayer. But while its lavish generosity to one set of citizens seems to have few limits, it is hard at work on welfare reforms aimed at another set of citizens which pare back even further the meagre sums on which they are expected to keep body and soul together.

Yep, and it's all set to get worse all round. Thanks Gordo.