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Why are the So-Called BBC such arseholes?

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8 hours ago, One percent said:

xD  are you sure it wasn't a yellow van?  

I once put a car on auto trader. A woman phoned wanted to buy it.  Silly offer and then gave a sob story. I replied that I couldn't sell for that price whatever her circumstances. She then tried to play the race card and said that I wouldn't sell it to her coz she was black. Seriously. 

How the feck would I know that over the phone?  It kind of put me off selling to the general public as there is no accounting for stupid 

Is it yellow?

Cars seem to attract them, he doesn't talk about it but my brother stopped using eBay for a while (and I'd say he's usually addicted) after not getting the money from somebody to whom he sold his car.

I keep my cars for ages (I'm only on my fourth) so when I do chop them in for PX they're down in the hundreds anyway so I've not got much to gain by private sale.  Friends and family have never wanted them at that age.

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On 30/03/2017 at 18:03, SNACR said:

Interesting conundrum did China take Hong Kong back from the West or were the West really taking the whole of China.

That very short period of time of 1996/7 of New Labour, returning Hong Kong, building society demutualisations, Princess Di's death was very much ground zero for much of life's current shitness.

 

Now that is an extremely good insight; the point at which being sensible became old hat and it became all about emoting and money for nothing.

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10 minutes ago, Frank Hovis said:

Cars seem to attract them, he doesn't talk about it but my brother stopped using eBay for a while (and I'd say he's usually addicted) after not getting the money from somebody to whom he sold his car.

I keep my cars for ages (I'm only on my fourth) so when I do chop them in for PX they're down in the hundreds anyway so I've not got much to gain by private sale.  Friends and family have never wanted them at that age.

Snap.  I'm on my fifth car.  Buy em and run them for ages.  I only had the car on auto trader as the last time I traded up, the main stealer would only offer half of what I could get on a private sale.  

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I buy and sell quite a few cars, fool's game really, but the only method is to negotiate hard on the price of the new car, or the p/x. It's swings and roundabouts really, you can very rarely do both as they have margins etc.

For example I managed to go from 3k to 5k on my old van but they wouldn't offer that off the newer one at the same time. I think they only offered 500 off. 

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On 3/29/2017 at 21:35, The Generation Game said:

Speaking of cooks (well, chefs), the best Indian takeaway programme on BBC2 last night was won by a white fella from Brighton against two of Bangladeshi origin. My jaw nearly hit the ground. 

 

Not sure where that leaves the visa argument. 

what program is that?

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3 minutes ago, spunko2010 said:

The BBC is heavily promoting the refugee attack in Croydon. Now that the photos of the suspects have been released will they continue this charade...?

I have (proudly) been beaten up by skinheads in Croydon!

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48 minutes ago, spunko2010 said:

They appear to be nappyheads Pin!

 

(This may be un-PC)

No defiiately white guys! They didn't like my black lady friend! But it was I who ended up in hospital!

I handed my glasses to my sister, and then got the shit kicked out of me!

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BBC are going to town regarding David Moyes' comment to a female journalist. Having heard it, it seems nothing more than a crap attempt at humour on Moyes' part. Cue a massive debate on sexism in football and calls for his head.

Am i missing something?

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3 hours ago, BigV said:

BBC are going to town regarding David Moyes' comment to a female journalist. Having heard it, it seems nothing more than a crap attempt at humour on Moyes' part. Cue a massive debate on sexism in football and calls for his head.

Am i missing something?

I imagine those calls are coming from desperate Sunderland fans. 

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On 01/04/2017 at 09:42, MrPin said:

Black people queue up to buy up to buy my old cars! probably because I like pimp-wagons, and have soul!

Are you sure they aren't just scrap metal dealers who could do with a good wash?

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4 hours ago, SNACR said:

Are you sure they aren't just scrap metal dealers who could do with a good wash?

Most of my old cars go to the scrappie, as I have worn them out.

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BBC no longer has to be broadly balanced on Brexit

The BBC’s Nick Robinson has made the extraordinary claim that the state broadcaster is no longer under an obligation to be “broadly balanced” on Brexit because the referendum is over.

Robinson made the comments in the Radio Times, writing: “The referendum is over. The duty we broadcasters had to ‘broadly balance’ the views of the two sides is at an end. Why? Because there are no longer two sides, two campaigns, two rival sets of spokespeople reading out those focus-grouped slogans.”

 

http://www.westmonster.com/bbc-no-longer-has-to-be-broadly-balanced-on-brexit/

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First, they were never 'broadly balanced' on brexit

Second, brexit is happening so what is their point? To be old sticks in the mud?

Edited by Panther

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On 03/04/2017 at 09:26, spunko2010 said:

The BBC is heavily promoting the refugee attack in Croydon. Now that the photos of the suspects have been released will they continue this charade...?

You can just feel the glee from BBC, one poor refugee gets attacked and they full tilt mental.

Yet not long ago they buried this little tale of cultural enrichment on the South Yorkshire BBC regional website under the neutral headline

Men guilty of Rotherham child sexual abuse charges

The Daily Mail adds more detail to the story

Rotherham child sex gang shout 'Allahu Akbar' in court as they are jailed for 80 years for abusing girls, including one who became pregnant at just 12, after being groomed with alcohol and drugs

This stuff doesn't fit the BBC's narrative so they bury it.

The BBC are total scum.

 

Oh and don't get me started about the BBC's headline today about Syria. The BBC's source for the story being the Syrian Observatory for Human Rights, which is run by

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 Rami Abdulrahman (sometimes referred to as Rami Abdul Rahman), from his home in Coventry.[10] He is a Syrian Sunni Muslim who owns a clothes shop

9_9

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There was this story they had a few days ago.  Not sure what their angle was...

 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-39351162

 

Is it foolish for a woman to cycle alone across the Middle East?

 

When Rebecca Lowe set off solo from the UK for Iran by bicycle, her friends thought she had taken leave of her senses. But although she had to endure gropers, extreme heat and heavy-handed police, most of the people she met were a long way removed from stereotypes.

The day I left London to embark on a 6,000-mile (10,000km), year-long cycle to Tehran, I was deeply unprepared.

I wasn't fit. I had never used panniers. I had no sense of direction. It was six years since I had last ridden up a hill.

But for all my doubts, I was dedicated to the task at hand. My aims were simple: develop enviably shapely calves, survive and shed light on a region long misunderstood by the West.

Mostly, I wanted to show that the bulk of the Middle East is far from the volatile hub of violence and fanaticism people believe. And that a woman could cycle through it safely.

Not everyone had faith in my ability to do so, however. "We think you'll probably die," one friend told me before I left. "We've put the odds at about 60:40."

Others were less optimistic.

 

A man in the pub said I was a "naive idiot who would end up decapitated in a ditch - at best". A good friend sent me a copy of Rudyard Kipling's If, stressing the importance of keeping "your head when all about you / Are losing theirs".

Yet I remained tentatively confident. The region may be politically precarious, but the people I knew from experience to be warm and kind.

Crime rates were low and terrorist strongholds isolated and avoidable. Even exposed on a bike, I felt my odds of staying alive weren't bad.

I'd chosen a bicycle for its simplicity and slowness of pace, and its immersive, worm's-eye view. On a bike you don't just observe the world but are absorbed within it. You are seen as unthreatening and endearingly unhinged, and are welcomed into people's lives.

I set off in July 2015. Over the next four months I inched my way with sluggish determination across Europe.

As summer bled into autumn, my stamina gradually grew - along with my thighs. By Bosnia they were formidable. By Bulgaria they had developed their own gravitational field.

But leaving Europe was nerve-wracking. I was now outside my comfort zone, in the relative unknown.

In front of me lay Turkey, Lebanon, Jordan, Egypt, Sudan, Oman, the UAE and Iran. Pre-warned about men, terrorists and traffic, I began the Asian leg of my journey with caution.

I swiftly relaxed, however. A truck driver stopped just to hand me a satsuma. A cafe owner gave me his earmuffs. Dozens of others offered food, water, lifts and lodgings, and endless varieties of kebab.

Throughout the Middle East, it was the same. Doors were forever flung wide to greet this strange, two-wheeled anomaly who was surely in need of help, and possibly psychiatric care.

My hosts varied widely: rich and poor, mullahs and atheists, Bedouin and businessmen, niqab-clad women and qabaa-robed men. Every person and community was different, but certain traits linked them all: kindness, curiosity and tolerance.

In Sudan, families fed me endless vats of ful (bean stew) and let me sleep in their modest mud-brick houses. One Nubian family gently restored me to health after I ran out of water in the Sahara and collapsed, vomiting and delirious, on their doorstep: the lowest point of the trip, and the only time I experienced true panic.

Iranian hospitality felt like a soft protective cloak, omnipresent and ever-reliable. So much wonderful, impractical food was given to me by passers-by - watermelons, bread, bags of cucumbers - that much had to be discarded.

Persian culture pulsed with contradictions. On my first day, the police admonished me for removing my headscarf in blazing heat under a tree. Minutes later the officer's sister-in-law was serving me khoresh gheimeh (lamb and split pea stew) in her nearby bungalow.

The trip was not all blissfully trouble-free, of course.

There were the sex pests, for a start. In Jordan, Egypt and Iran, I was groped, ogled and propositioned with disappointing regularity.

In Egypt, one randy tuk-tuk driver got his comeuppance following a juicy bum squeeze by being beaten to a pulp by the police convoy on my tail - my horror at their brutality only outdone by my undisguised glee.

In Jordan, a truck driver who'd picked me up following a puncture repeatedly asked for kisses and grabbed my breasts. Fortunately his bravado ceased abruptly at the sight of my penknife wafting ominously close to his crotch.

Such incidents angered me intensely, and were often frightening and unsettling. Lechery is hardly a preserve of the Middle East, but there were areas where strains of patriarchy and entitlement ran deep.

I realised quickly, however, that these men were not monsters. They were ignorant and often ill-educated. Not to mention severely sexually frustrated within a culture where physical intimacy is shameful and stigmatised.

They were more cowardly opportunists than malicious aggressors, and it was usually easy enough to send them scuttling cravenly on their way.

There were certain things no-one could help with, however. The traffic was obscene by Turkey and got progressively worse. The heat was obscene by Sudan - upwards of 40 C - and also got progressively worse.

Toilets were a serious concern. In the remote gold mining regions of northern Sudan, where few women ventured, there simply weren't any.

"Look around you," a man at one roadside shack told me, gesturing to the entirely exposed desert behind him. "The Sahara is your toilet."

The most worrisome issue, however, was political. Across the region, repression was palpable, and foreign journalists clearly weren't welcome.

Don't tell the authorities your profession, I was told, or others would pay the price too. I took this advice - yet it was hard to feel at ease.

In Egypt, ruled by a heavy-handed military regime, tourists were tightly controlled and protected. The police were suffocating in their oversight, escorting me 500 miles (800km) down the Nile and aggressively grilling everyone I met.

In Iran, I was given more freedom. Yet foreigners are not permitted to stay with locals without permission, and several of my hosts endured an intense grilling by police. Some of those aware of my profession declined any contact at all due to fear of repercussion.

Everywhere I went, security and oppression continually curbed freedom and dissent.

In Turkey, pro-Kurdish human rights lawyer Tahir Elçi was killed by an unknown gunman a few days after we met. In Sudan, two students were killed in clashes with regime forces and supporters during my brief stay in Khartoum.

In Jordan and Lebanon, refugee camps were visibly struggling to cope with the growing numbers of Syrians fleeing war.

The enduring impression was a region in crisis, stretched hopelessly between tyranny and terror. Yet there was light along the way - and that light was the people.

"The world shouldn't judge us by our politics," a member of the Center for Civil Society and Democracy, a Syrian activist group I spent Christmas with, told me. "We hate our politics. We should be judged by ourselves."

And that, for me, is the nub of the matter.

The Middle East is a risky place, but the risks are primarily political. Beyond the pockets of conflict and terror highlighted daily in the media lies a broader reality: that of warm, compassionate communities living normal, everyday lives.

So is it safe for a woman to cycle alone across the Middle East? With the right precautions, yes.

Would I let my daughter do it? Absolutely not in a month of Sundays - are you mad?

 

 

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24 minutes ago, The Generation Game said:

A good friend sent me a copy of Rudyard Kipling's If, stressing the importance of keeping "your head when all about you / Are losing theirs".

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If:

If you can keep your head while all about you are losing theirs

There is a serious risk that you have grossly underestimated the gravity of the situation

- R Kipling aged 13 3/4

 

The article is very interesting.

I have couple of friends who've done similar journeys. One from Chambery to Tokyo on an electric bike (ok he had solar cells to recharge). He made a film and it is broadly positive. Here is the route he took: http://florianbailly.com/

Another who did London - Istanbul. He's a lefty snowflake. He told me that the people he met on the way largely corresponded to the stereotypes people have about them. The further you stray from Blighty the more you are greeted by cut throat ruffians who would happily decapitate you and leave you in a ditch - just for the contents of your Paniers. Kosovo was the worst place he traveled through. Kids would run out excitedly from the villages and throw stones at him.

Iran is generally considered relatively safe though if you stick by their codes and laws.

 

Didn't Fffyone Campbell get raped in Morocco when she walked across? And Morocco is relatively safe.

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