Christmas gift ideas

 Posted by on August 29, 2006  Add comments
Aug 292006
 

Well, doesn’t time fly? Here we are and the Christmas season is upon us again, with the shops playing lovely Christian carols like Jingle Bells, and Chipmunk Christmas and Working for the Clampdown. My personal favourites were Nuts for You and Dirty Boulevard. Well do I remember, in days gone by, my uncle Johnny leaning against the piano with his old pipe in one hand and the other hand tucked into his waistcoat pocket as we all sat around drinking mulled wine. Give us another song there, Johnny, my father used to say, and Uncle Johnny, God rest him, would let on he didn’t want to and we’d all shout out More, More, More. So Uncle Johnny would set down his pipe, and he’d say with a chuckle, well maybe just one more then. Here’s something by the Velvet Underground. And my father would say, fuck that Johnny, give us Lou Reed on his own, or else something by Captain Beefheart!

Ah great days they were, right enough. Great days.

God, it doesn’t seem so long since last Christmas ended, but there you are: as you get older time just seems to conflate in a hyper-relativistic meta-vortex. At least, that’s what the old people used to say, long ago.

Bigod, they used to say, isn’t there an awful shrinkin’ in the Universe, altogether, faith, in a uniform region without discontinuities or singularities? It must be a chrono-synclastic infundibulum at work.

No. someone else would say, ’tis only because the ducks are in the nettles, but sure isn’t that a terrible sign in self? ‘Tis, faith.

That’s what the old people used to say, anyhow. Simpler times.

But back to today. I had an idea to ease the stress people are certainly feeling as the pressure mounts to buy all the presents for their children. I’m going to invent a few toys and have them made at an affordable price in one of my factories, and furthermore, I’m going to have an occasional series here, explaining to you the background to my creations.

This week, I’m working on something called Power Tinkers. These are little plastic figures that represent various tinker heroes, and they all have special powers.

For example, Francie has the power to strip the insulation off any sized coil of wire by setting fire to it. Winnie has ten times the ability of a normal human to trip over a crack in the footpath, and Dannyboy can fit forty caravans through a tiny gap between boulders and onto a new bypass without being seen. Ginger has the power to convince a checkpoint of Guards that he’s fully taxed and insured. The evil Small Minority has the power to give all tinkers a bad name. But the most powerful of all is Davy Crockett, a millionaire Power Tinker who can make the Council build him a free caravan park for his holidays.

We’ve been working on a hero who has the power to clean up after him, but there are still some technical issues to be ironed out.

I’m hoping to get these into the shops by the first week in October and if they prove a success, I’ll develop them further. I was thinking of maybe a science fiction spin-off series: Pavee Trek, about intergalactic knackers. I was also considering a Matrix-type movie about cyber-tinkers who camp on the side of the information super-highway, as their ancestors have traditionally done for generations. It could be a big hit in the gaming world, I’m telling you.

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  1.  

    I thought you were strongly anti racism!

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    I am. What’s your point?

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    My point is double standards. You are vehement in your condemnation of what YOU perceive as racism. Substitute the word ‘nigger’ for ‘knacker’ or ‘tinker’. Where would you sell the dolls, with the gollywog ones?

    I’m trying to work out my views on the subject and see your post as hypocritical given your earlier comments. In fact coming after your report on your visit to Poland, I’m surprised you have to ask what my point is.

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    You brought this up before and I already told you my position: travellers are not a race. They’re Irish the same as me.

    You seem to think they can’t be laughed at like the rest of society.

    (By the way, it didn’t take you long to try the old Nazi-comparison trick. Normally, people wait a little more before trying that. Look up Godwin’s Law).

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    You are just playing with words and definitions and thus avoiding the central issue. BTW with regard to your ‘law’, you are the person who decided this was worth reposting straight after your Nazi post so if you can’t see elements of double think that is your business. It is so comfortable for you to be ‘anti-racist’ when it’s not on your doorstep.

    Incidentally, I think everyone can be laughed at, especially hypocrites.

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    No. I’m not playing with words and definitions. If you want to accuse people of racism, you’d better be able to back it up, and I’m telling you now that travellers are not a race. Get that clear. You see, the clue is hidden in the word “racism”. Not a race, therefore no racism.

    How hard is that for you to figure out?

    Here’s a suggestion: why don’t you accuse me of being a socialsubgroupist? I might even plead guilty and throw myself on the mercy of your one-man court.

    Anyway, when did it become a crime to laugh at tinkers?

    Laughing at travellers — or anyone else — is not yet against the law, except perhaps in your private wish-list. I reserve the right to laugh at them whenever I choose. I might even laugh at your pomposity without permission, no matter how much it pisses you off.

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    You love tangents and analysing critical posts word by word to try and pick out some little semantic nuance to try and justify your point of view. I could spend hours doing the same and pointing out your assumptions and contradictory statements but I’m not bothered.

    Tell you what, I will call you what I want and that’s a hypocrite. I’m not saying you are wrong or right and don’t give a tinkers. Racist or socialsubgroupist – the point is the same. Amazing how sensitive you are since you take so much pride in insulting people that you use it as your by-line.

    As far as I’m concerned this is my last post on this and I couldn’t care less what your response is so you needn’t bother publishing it.

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    There’s nothing semantic about calling someone a racist.

    Get a grip, man. Nobody is above being laughed at. Not even the blameless, peace-loving travellers.

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