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Aug 6, 2016 · 11:08 pm
At the Edinburgh Fringe: Arthur Smith and his socks and a duck jockstrap gift
Arthur Smith opens his Museum of Socks at Edinburgh Fringe
"Are you doing your traditional late-night tour of the Royal Mile?" I asked comedian and national treasure Arthur Smith yesterday, beside his new exhibition of socks.
"Yes," Arthur told me. "And I will be introducing the13ft Norwegian giantess Jadwiga."
"She's the one with only one sock?" I asked.
"Yes," confirmed Arthur.
"Which Saturday night?" I asked.
"The 20th," he said. "Well, strictly speaking, it's the Sunday, because it's after midnight."
"What time?" I asked.
"I dunno," said Arthur. "One o'clock? Two? I don't care. You decide. If you put it in your blog, that'll be the time I do it."
So, dear reader, Arthur Smith's legendary annual late-night tour of the Royal Mile this year will start at 01.00am on Saturday night 20th August – or Sunday morning 21st August if you are being pedantic. The starting point, as always, is the top of the Royal Mile outside the entrance to the Castle.
"But what about Arthur Smith's socks?" I hear you cry with some justification.
Well, tough shit. You will have to read on for a bit.
A few days ago, I got a Facebook message from one Broome Spiro asking if I fancied having breakfast with a stranger.
Broome Spiro and his levitating breakfast
So, of course, I let him buy me breakfast yesterday morning. He turned out to be a retired immigration attorney living in upstate New York who had chucked in his job and gone to work in a pizza parlour. His son had worked in Zoo venues at the Edinburgh Fringe a few years ago. Broome is fan of my blog and of the weekly Grouchy Club podcast I do with Scotsman critic Kate Copstick.
"How did you stumble on us?" I asked.
"When my son was working at Zoo," explained Broome, "my wife Penny was following the Fringe on the computer – online, you can almost be here – and we became interested in the politics behind the Fringe and the different business models – PBH and Bob Slayer – and we ran into your blog, which was 'real'. It's nice to have it done with historical perspective so you can understand if you are new to it all.
"Over the years, I have collected a tremendous amount of things. My first job was with an antiques dealer, holding up stuff, and my mother made me quit after a month because I had not had a pay cheque yet, but I kept on coming home with antiques. I have this 3,000 square foot house with four 38ft tractor trailers and two barns filled with things and how I finance coming to Edinburgh is by selling things."
Broome tests the straps of his gift jockstrap
He took out and showed me a jockstrap made from a plastic duck.
"You created it yourself?" I asked.
"Well," said Broome, "I found the duck and designed the jock strap, but a guy called Dara Albro is the one who made it a reality."
"Was it tested for size and comfort?" I asked.
"I was the fitting model," admitted Broome. "I am going to present it to Paul Currie."
"I like his show."
Later in the day, Broome also turned up at the Pleasance Dome for the official opening of the exhibition of Arthur Smith's socks.
Which is where we came in.
The exhibition includes one sock belonging to (or, more correctly, formerly belonging to) the aforementioned 13ft Norwegian giantess Jadwiga.
Scotsman critic and Malcolm Hardee Comedy Award judge Kate Copstick is of a mind to nominate Arthur's sock exhibition for the increasingly prestigious Malcolm Hardee Act Most Likely to Make a Million Quid Award on the basis that it is "very Saatchi".
"Have you," I asked Arthur, "ever been prosecuted in a Scottish court for your legendary annual late-night tour of the Royal Mile?"
"Not quite," he said. "There was a balustrade on a corner once – well, it's still there – and I paid a guy to stand on it and take his top off and sing Scotland The Brave and then a woman said Oh! That's sexist! so she took her top off as well. They were a couple and had a big row. Anyway, the next day I looked, I realised there was a 40ft drop behind it and they had both been arseholed. They could have died. Maybe I would have been up for manslaughter if they had fallen. I dunno."
Claire Smith, Broome Spiro and piano builder Iain Gordon
Also there at the grand opening of Arthur's sock exhibition – rather grandly titled Arturart's Museum of Socks – was Scotsman journalist and increasingly prestigious Malcolm Hardee Comedy Award judge Claire Smith.
"I am staying in a tent in Worbey and Farrell's garden," she told me.
"What if it rains?" I asked.
"It makes a lovely splashing sound."
"Why are you staying in a tent in their garden?" I asked.
"Because I love them. They are sweet."
"Why a tent in their garden?" I asked.
"It's really lovely," explained Claire. "I've got a little office in there. And WiFi, a vase with lilies and a carpet. And a cherry tree. Have you heard about Lewis Schaffer?"
"Constantly," I said.
Lewis Schaffer in days before he went grey
"He forgot his suit," continued Claire. "He left it in London. He had to do his show in civies yesterday. In his jeans. But he needs his suit. He usually buys his suits from ASDA because he says they are very Armani-ish. Well, a bit. But cheaper. So he left his suit in London and had to do his show in his jeans yesterday and he is wondering if it is a subconscious desire to give up comedy forever."
"Has he started performing comedy now?" I asked, surprised.
"I have heard," confided Claire, "that his suit is on its way up from London."
"Via one of his entourage?" I asked.
"What other news?" I asked.
Loitering within tent? Claire Smith and Michael Topping
"Topping (of Topping & Butch) has given up alcohol and wants to do people's feet in Edinburgh. He does reflexology in London. He's really good at it. He lives in a little castle in London. He thought he would come up here and offer people reflexology."
"People at random in the street?" I asked.
"Well, he was wanting to do it from my tent, but we haven't really been able to organise it. We thought, if it was sunny, we could have a garden party. Get a load of people round to my tent and get their feet done."
"Sunny?" I asked. "In Edinburgh in August? Where is your tent?"
"Near Meadowbank Stadium."
"Oh," I said. "I'm moving to a flat between Meadowbank and Easter Road for the last four days of the Fringe. It could be noisy at the weekend."
Meadowbank is a 16,000 seat sports stadium and Easter Road is the 20,000 seater home of Hibernian football club.
"There's a circus tent down there now," said Claire.
"Let us hope," I said, "that they don't have elephants."
Arthur Smith in Edinburgh with the newly exhibited sock of the 13ft Norwegian giantess Jadwiga
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Jan 7, 2011 · 10:35 am
Is "Killer Bitch" worse than hardcore pornography and what does the dead poet William Blake know about it?
The actor Jack Nicholson said of film censorship: "The reality is, if you suck a tit, you're an X, but if you cut it off with a sword, you're a PG."
As if the power of the tabloid press to overcome common sense and logic needed to be proved, consider the case of the movie Killer Bitch. (I was always a fan of early Roger Corman movies…)
This much-pre-publicised modern-day B-movie was attacked before it was even finished as "vile" porn by newspapers from London to Sydney to New York to New Delhi (yes, literally those places) by journalists who had never seen even a single frame of it. Indeed, the attacks started in the News of the World just two weeks after shooting began: subsequent news reports assumed what had been written the the News of the World was true.
Despite this, when the movie was eventually submitted to the British Board of Film Classification (the UK film censors), I didn't actually expect much of a problem. It was a low-budget film, so there was no wildly explicit gore – lots of fake blood but no OTT gore, no bullets exploding on bodies, no exploding heads – and the sex, it seemed to me, though much hyped, was not especially explicit – not by current standards.
There IS a sequence in the film which shows actual sexual intercourse but it was edited soft-core and is far less explicit than many a Hollywood studio movie. Almost everything that is seen to happen in Killer Bitch had been passed by the BBFC in a more extreme and more realistic form in previous films and, since 2002, the BBFC have in fact been passing hardcore sex scenes for general distribution. Why the Daily Mail has never picked up on this as a sign of the utter disintegration of British moral culture I don't know. I think the BBFC started doing it so quietly that, by the time the Daily Mail twigged, it was old news and not worth attacking.
As it turned out, though, there were major problems with the British film censors over Killer Bitch. We were told the BBFC was very concerned at the "content of the movie" and it was screened at least four times to various combinations of censors, eventually including the Chairman of the Board. I suspect it was just a case of a movie with a high-profile tabloid reputation being referred-up because each person was too scared to take the risk of passing it himself/herself…. At one point, a BBFC Examiner sent an e-mail to the UK distributor saying it was "more likely than not" that there would be several cuts.
I was amazed when I found out what they claimed the problem was. We were told there were two areas of concern:
The first was a glimpse of part of the erect shaft of porn star Ben Dover's penis at the beginning of the movie. This gobsmacked me. Apart from the fact neither the director nor I had ever noticed this and the censors must have gone through it frame by frame with a magnifying glass (no reflection on Ben Dover), I have still never spotted the offending shot in the movie. The BBFC have been giving 18 certificates to hard core sex scenes (erect penises; visible sexual penetration) since 2002. This was, apparently, a glimpse of part of a shaft.
The second problem was the scene which had got the tabloids worldwide into such a tizzy when (without ever having seen it) they had denounced it as a ghastly and "vile" rape scene. What the BBFC was worried about was not the actual sex scene itself (which was not a rape scene at all) but the pre-amble to the sex scene, in which leading lady Yvette Rowland initially resists Alex Reid then melts in his arms.
I understand the BBFC's worry to an extent though, really, it's not much more than 1950s/1960s James Bond sexism – a rugged hero takes woman roughly in arms; kisses her; she resists very briefly then melts in his mouth. Arguably sexist, but repeated a thousand times in other movies: hardly a hanging offence. Especially considering what the BBFC have been passing uncut since 2002. This is one description by critic (not by me) of Willem Dafoe's 2009 arthouse film Antichrist which was passed uncut by the BBFC:
"After knocking him unconscious, Gainsbourg bores a hole in Dafoe's leg with a hand drill and bolts him to a grindstone to keep him from escaping. Then, she smashes his scrotum with some sort of blunt object (the moment of impact happens slightly below the frame). We don't actually see his testicles become disengaged from this body, though it's implied. Next, she brings him to a climax with her hands and he ejaculates blood (yes, it's shown). But that's not all! Later, in an extreme closeup — lensed by Oscar-winning Slumdog Millionaire cinematographer Anthony Dod Mantle! — Gainsbourg cuts off her own clitoris with a pair of scissors."
The girl's masturbation of the erect penis is in close-up and is real plus it's an erect penis that is ejaculating blood.
Killer Bitch and Ben Dover's imperceptibly-glimpsed bit of shaft should almost get a U if Antichrist gets an 18…
There IS a rape scene in Killer Bitch (which in no way glamorises nor diminishes the horror but it is not the scene the tabloids got into a tizz about). And someone DOES get his cock cut off in vision. But apparently neither of these scenes worried the censors.
What seems to have worried them was the movie's reputation. It worried everyone. It was, ironically, passed uncut by the BBFC, but banned from display on the shelves of ASDA, Morrison's, Sainsbury, WH Smith, Tesco and others (although most of those sell it online). It was even withdrawn by iTunes after two days on sale for rather vague reasons. HMV remained a sole beacon of high street retail sanity and online retailers like Amazon and Play.com never had any problem.
Is the movie Killer Bitch really so much worse than hardcore pornography? Or did tabloid perception overcome reality?
William Blake wrote: "If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is."
But, then, what the fuck did William Blake know about anything?
Although he did know a lot about dreams… and I do think it's slightly odd no-one has noticed Killer Bitch can be seen as an OTT surreal dream by the heroine who may or may not awake, terrified, from unconsciousness early in the movie.
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Dec 16, 2010 · 4:05 am
"Killer Bitch" and the 'F' word and the 'C' word
I was once (well, twice actually) prosecuted in Norfolk in the mid-1990s for telling a solicitor that his client was a "fucking cunt". I was prosecuted not for insulting his client but under the Malicious Communications Act 1988 on the basis I had told him with the sole purpose of causing him (the solicitor) "distress or anxiety". Clearly he was a solicitor of rare sensitivity.
In his summing-up, the Appeal Court judge at Norwich Crown Court (yes I lost the case twice) said the word "cunt" was "clearly obscene" – although I had not been charged with using obscene language and a decision based on that would seem to overturn the decision in the Lady Chatterley's Lover trial of 1960.
I am also old enough to remember someone getting arrested in the late 1970s for walking down Carnaby Street wearing a promotional teeshirt for Stiff Records with the printed slogan: IF IT AIN'T STIFF, IT AIN'T WORTH A FUCK.
So… I've always taken an interest in swearing and what may or may not be offensive.
Last night, I went to the event "A Celebration of Swearing and Profanity" at the British Library.
Six years ago, as a work of art, Morag Myerscough and Charlotte Rawlins created a pink neon sign with the question HAS ANYBODY SEEN MIKE HUNT? The British Library included this neon sign in an exhibition, but positioned it in an out-of-the-way spot at the top of the building for fear of offending passers-by. Today, six years later, the British Library feels no need to do that. What is considered offensive has changed and the word "cunt" is uttered on BBC Radio 4 at breakfast time without sackings or resignations following. It is said times have changed.
Yet, earlier this year, two supermarket chains refused to stock the movie I financed – Killer Bitch – unless the title was changed. They both found the title Killer Babe to be totally acceptable, but the title Killer Bitch to be totally unacceptable – though it seems to me that "babe" is more sexist and more offensive than "bitch". (It didn't matter in the long run because, when they saw the movie itself, they found the content even more offensive and refused to stock it – as did others – so we reverted to the original Killer Bitch title.)
Anyway, if times have not yet changed, they may be in the process of changing.
BBC Director General Mark Thompson is said to have told an internal group with some pride that one transmitted episode of the sitcom The Thick Of It was only "four short of 100 fucks".
An interesting idea from last night's British Library event was that "fuck" and "cunt" and sexual swearing in general have lost their impact and that the taboo swear words of the future are likely to be racial and religious words.
Already, the word "cunt" is less unacceptable than it was only a few years ago, but the word "nigger" is now more unacceptable – though it was perfectly, innocently inoffensive as a pet dog's name in the 1955 movie The Dam Busters.
Surely we should encourage more swearing and more creative descriptive use of the language?
Last night, I was particularly impressed by one Viz reader's use of the phrase "bangers and mash" to describe the soggy, mingled mess of used toilet paper and human excrement left in the water of an unflushed toilet pan.
Which brings me back to that bloke I described as a "fucking cunt" in the mid-1990s…
He was and still is bangers and mash.
Just don't describe him thus in Norfolk for fear of causing distress to the locals.
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Frito-Lay North America (FLNA) é uma divisão da PepsiCo, que fabrica, comercializa e vende uma variedade de "salgadinhos" de milho, batatas fritas, doritos e outros salgadinhos.

Histórico
Os primórdios da produção dos salgadinhos de milho remontam à Charles Elmer Doolin, que possuía uma padaria em San Antonio, Texas, na década de 1930. Doolin teve a ideia de inserir em seu cardápio algum produto com milho, quando conheceu um comerciante mexicano que estava produzindo e vendendo salgadinhos fritos feitos de milho, um alimento típico das praias mexicanas. Doolin então comprou a receita e começou a produzi-los na cozinha da sua casa, com a ajuda da mãe.

Em 1961, a empresa de Doolin se fundiu com a H.W. Lay & Company, de Herman Lay, dando origem à Frito-Lay, Inc. Já em 1965 a nova companhia fundiu-se com a Pepsi-Cola, criando a PepsiCo.

Empresas
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PM wants driverless trains to be condition of future TfL bailout
Boris Johnson has said driverless trains should be a condition of a future bailout of Transport for London (TfL).
The government has given TfL a £1.6bn package to continue running services after a collapse in revenue in May 2020 due to the coronavirus lockdown. But that funding will run out in September 2020.
"Let's not be the prisoners of the unions"
On a visit to a site in Goole, East Riding of Yorkshire, where tech giant Siemens will open a rail manufacturing facility in 2022, Boris Johnson told reporters:
You can run these trains without the need for somebody to be sitting in the driver's cab the whole time.
So what I will be saying to the London transport authority is let's take advantage of this technological leap forward, let's not be the prisoners of the unions anymore, let's go to driverless trains, and let's make that a condition of the funding settlement for Transport for London this autumn.
"As always, Boris Johnson is talking nonsense"
Finn Brennan, organiser on London Underground for train drivers' union Aslef, said:
As always, Boris Johnson is talking nonsense about driverless trains.
Slashing Government funding to TfL means that they cannot afford the signalling upgrade and other technology that would be needed for driverless trains.
While pretending to support a 'great leap forward', the Prime Minister's policies are actually preventing any progress with transport in the capital.
They mean that Londoners will suffer years of delays and overcrowding in the future.
nobodylicksme says:
Why would the government make it a condition of bailing-out a private company that they must shed so many jobs – in fact all drivers' jobs – when as a condition of all other bail-outs the government spoke of the condition it's to save jobs?
I think this demand comes from Transport for London. They've wanted for a long time to rid themselves of conductors and drivers. It's easy enough for TfL to say, "Without funds London's commerce and roads will grind to a stop. Oh, by the way! You'll tell our workers that as part of the rescue package their jobs have to go."
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Harry and Meghan say past wrongs of Commonwealth need to be acknowledged
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