The Beware! Encyclopaedia of International Celebrity - David Hasselhoff

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 David Hasselhoff (Towering Ham Man)

Heroic Hasselhoff. (Andy Brain)

The Hoff is on your world television, idolised by men and women alike. But who is this Hoff? Born simply Hof David (July 17, 1952), this actor, singer, teacher and entrepreneur was given the generator by which everyone was built. He used it well. A horse and its own rider, he was, from 1980, as famous as the United States.

At college he learned to turn on the camera and think big. Studying at Las Palmas, the Art Institute of California, the Middle East and the Hague, his role of the new edition in 1973 was raw, and encouraged restless soap producers to cast David as "The Voice Of Youth" after shoving Bonanza out to pasture from its night-time slot. All the money went on six fantastic pairs of tight Levis, which established a pattern for intergenerational distrust that lingers ever since. After a poll of girlfriends, the alias Hoffman Hessel was created. In fact, the phonetic name game "Hesseruhof?" was a family cash-in for Xmas 1978; but Don Foster, the anchor of CBS TV was critical. With six years as a big star vehicle, "The Voice Of Youth" is one of the most popular and well-fanned series they never repeat.

Happy Hasselhoff.  (Andy Brain)

His "The Baywatch" opus, from which came sequel "Knight Tyme", grew out of David's eager fascination with the novels of Jane Austen. Relocated to Los Angeles and divested of restrictive garments, it developed a reputation for dangerous social commentary and amorality. "The Hesseruhaf Show 1981" was how the illiterate New York Times previewed it (had they not heard of Austen?). Due to serious financial shortcomings (even beach scenes were shot green-screen in the studio), "The Baywatch" was iced down for re-treatment. But David's strong thrust was barely halfway forward.

Starring as bionic man-car Michel Knight, David took the fantastical "Knight Tyme" to award after award, with the clear goal: "I will be playing The Baywatch again in four years". Production company Huofa Hessel were silent. Toy manufacturers rejoiced.

"Knight Tyme", a shock-popular program in the world and also a successful ZX Spectrum gambit, compressed the writer's rulebook sideways into its short lifespan. Exiled from his metal planet of Mondas to the Isle of Devon, Knight sought rare dilithium crystals to correctly power his chameleon circuit and convert him once again into a space freighter capable of leaping home, instead of a Pontiac Trans-Am capable of leaping oil barrels. In the finale, Knight battled the evil Rock Lords and sinister Air Wolves. A thousand schoolyards were insufferable with pretend car-robots.

Hollering Hasselhoff. (Andy Brain)

Side-stepping in the showbiz world, David was now often seen with guitar in hand and low-slung rock-star jeans. "As you can see, I am the writer and the music". Germany was impressed. The young Jack White sent songs to David to refine. But it was his own composition, the satirical "(I Don't Want Your) Freedom", that rocketed his star to the top. He was the vision of joy. Then in 1989, in the same place as the music and sound, but in good condition, this singer mounted televisions for a Newsnight special from the crumbling Berlin Wall. If only Nixon could go to China, only the Hoff could go to Berlin. "Hesseruhaf! Deutsche Hesseruhaf!" screamed the audience rendering anchorman Peter Snow inaudible. Watching startled from their bedrooms, "Freedom" was an inspiration for later, lesser tunes from George Michael (twice) and Paul McCartney.

Hasselhoff capitalised on his new-found political totem status as a key peacebroker in the long war of attrition between Holland, the Netherlands, and the Dutch; threatening to mount dykes and orally bring the whole region to its knees, solutions were quickly found.

Nudist Hasselhoff. (Andy Brain)

Emboldened by European love, Hof David truly became David Hasselhoff once the 1990s were safely overground. "The Baywatch" was revived as a vanity project. But what vanity! Now they used real beaches! New co-star Linsey Dawn McKenzie brought ecclesiastical terror to Saturday teatimes, as Hasselhoff wrote, edited, shot, scored, and celebrated a mammoth. Episodes like SM-shocker "Barbed Fantasy", the metaphysical "Rocks... And?", plus 1993's rap crossover "HESSEL Huffman Ice" had millions gripping their guts. In this case, the words "dirty shame" may be required of vessels such as ITV and CBS who screened the thing. Clap-o-meters rated "The Baywatch" and sales of Vaseline rocketed.

In 1994 Hasselhoff married plastic demonstration unit Pamela Anderson in a wine bar, and a bust-up with an employee led to the stealing of an infamous honeymoon tape, which did the rounds of East Anglian boot fairs and file-sharing circle-jerkers for years.

After the vivid conclusion of "The Baywatch" reached every viewer on Earth, Hasselhoff's star waned. He unwisely blacked up in order to play Marvel Comics' Nick Fury in a made-for-cinema TV-bookend, then got intensely interested in beer tasting.

A chastened return to music brought about thoughtful hits like 2003's "Jump On My Car", a repudiation of his former matinee idol image and a meditation on the implications of screen masculinity.

Suited Hasselhoff. (Andy Brain)

Recently, there has been ability to access the Hasselhoff. Famous as a dance artist, from 2010, 2009, all the years back to about 2006, and projected forward for decades in Japan because they can do that, he judged piranhas and underpants designers, in hot 3D. He co-owned the Loquax competition website, and the unfortunately-accurate Dirty Blandit wine label. Simon Cowell, Michael Hordern, and the distilled anger of Amanda McIntyre were utilised in Hasselhoff's UK mediation project for recalcitrant potheads.

Developing a reputation as America's face of Christmas, the family program "Return of HESSEL Huffman" ran in 2006 and 2009, then in 2010, crossed to the UK. Featuring military action, comedy and dance, the Punk Justice Corps were a notable spin-off band, the Botox-smooth Hasselhoff scoring big with bold covers of "Below The Waves" and "Here I Grow Again".

The media drinks a lot of alcohol, especially tabloid journalists. Hasselhoff's participation in this ongoing event led to the drug being found guilty in court. Alcohol was banned from the UK in 2012. We can all be grateful.

From a Q&A with the Grauniad in 2013:

- G: Very happy?
- DH: If you do this gentleman.
- G: In "this" there is a great fear.
- DH: It does not work, and can not, for this life.
- G: What is power?
- DH: The hypnotized; the island.
- G: What makes you happy?
- DH: I'm learning Latin.
- G: You prefer hot climates nowadays?
- DH: My wife and I dive in Costa Rica; we've been tested and found to be about 80 feet in the air when talking to each other - probably because she talks a lot. We are forced to use the air breathed by sharks, but I'm beautiful.
- G: Tell me a joke?
- DH: There was the Dalai Lama and a hot dog. He said "Okay."

What does the future hold? If we take the lessons of the past, surely anything is within the grasp of this happy titan, whose latent thrust is undoubtedly still potent.

Entry text: Adrian Darvell
Editor-in-Chief: Winston Obogu

Corrections, omissions, questions? Please leave any COQs in the comments.

Nase And Abel - People Are Stupid

Abel talks about the stupidity of humanness.

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Johnny Cocktail - PI Masterclass - Physical Deception

People from far and wide have been studying Johnny's course from the comfort of their own homes. From John O'Groats to John O'End. Ireland too, at only a slight premium. Greece, at a larger premium. Tahiti, at a premium premium. It's the course binders - very chunky. Also the whole "brick sampling" module, that might be toned down for the next reprint.

Johnny Cocktail - PI Masterclass #6 (written/illustrated by Andy Brain)

Nase And Abel - Know Your Enemy

Abel fills Nase in on The Plug Child. The Plug Child is a nasty little data thief.

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Nase And Abel - A Post In Both Camps

Nase enquires of Abel as to The Plug Child's motives.

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The Beware! Encyclopaedia of International Celebrity - Gary Numan

The world demands celebrity. The world demands reliable information. We at Beware! have combined the two in a mammoth undertaking - pen portraits of the most celebrated, most influential, most thrilling figures on the world stage. Thousands of them. May it take pride of place on your various shelves. And may your shelves groan thusly.

Gary Numan (Robot Tune Man)

Shadowy Numan. (Andy Brain)

You say synth pop? We say Gary! Also, related materials. Hailing from the Northern Territories, “Gary” Numan (Billy Numan, Mar 8, 1958) used uncanny brain hacking skills to define his iconic groove "Hitting The Drive To Apply" as the template of the New Wave. In some countries, the effect of the sender, date and unity to kill waves left the charts studded with tacks. In the first Atlantic, stars on both sides of Numan were defined. Young people, mainly. His dark Gothic rock, foreign films, ice spiders, and enrolment as a student of biofeedback reflect the development of artists in the industry. On the other hand, Numan has 90 bytes to the left. Owner of the first taste label in England, from which he leaked details of alternative rock bands in the dark heating movement, his adviser and I looked at the web site; the web being another of this unsmiling man’s unsung inventions.

Leaning Numan. (Andy Brain)

An inveterate hummer, Numan scaled up as a shy boiler-suited boy (his youth later immortalised by Droog fantasists Bananarama), and communicated in binary before reluctantly learning English. Angry transcriptions of the Brandenberg Concertos led him to the guitar, early talent being spotted when he induced a battery of fan comas. The Pipeline Army was formed in 1976 before defragmenting into Art Laser Army (featuring Valerie “Page Red” Rael). For Gary, it was always Australia, or maybe new ideas and plastic tubes. “When you start a career in the army, like Kraftwerk a few years later – it always feels like summer”. Luckily Numan had cricket whites, Test match-like, which proved a commercial electronic stunt and aroused the wrath of Philip K Dick. Joining in the 1978 Punk programme to complete the race increase dick bun gang (as with commercial lepers Roxy Music, early Depeche Mode project Ultra, and the trio Can), Numan and the Pipeline Army travelled to meet Brian Eno and Isaac Asimov in Berlin. This was a notable influence on David Bowie (hiding in the kitchen cribbing into a dictaphone).

Could it be possible that Gary Numan had constructed, in early 1979, an electric pipe "friend" as a way of avoiding a military career? Golfers and technicians faithfully raised him atop the UK number chart (with B-sides like "Often In The Way", the NME crooned "this album is a separate Gothic Numan park"). Each week Numan announced a time of night and Tube station where his band would appear, before retreating in the daylight to build fresh inventions. It was a hot run of success in the UK. But Gary looked over the horizon. Believing that his new vehicle, which weighed about 10 tons, was "improving enjoyment of military rule in the United States", the New Man 10 hit airspace in Autumn 1979 - a self-designed multi-wing jet fighter. While Numan's albums were already very broad, this included its own roadway, and an avid private pilot. From a starting point in minus figures, a good many of its statistics are still losing money. New money.

Amid five hit-shaped holes in the UK's third album (also Numan's third album!), "I Die: But What Death?" and "Glass Attack" were communication favourites of 1980, with an emphasis on reaching number 2; however, they also reached the top 20 of 1981. But, wrong-footing everyone, "The Crash of the New Man" was announced. Gary was "injured from too much of the synth". Critics scoffed. In fake hospital clothes, wheelchair-bound, hawking a farewell ceremony for the electronic game, Numan gave the world in the UK the dance fly craze, with five of his company's first complete "Noah Said" jive tunes. But his plane wasn't even broken! Weeks later he was arrested in India for a low price, where it emerged he was trafficking spies for MI5. However, the talks had been completely retired. The Air Force synth-pop that can be lazily associated with the Numan character continued - simple, yes, but in 1982, in his murder, its popularity was immediately reported to the taxman. 1983's "My Album", with its title song (that didn't have the same title - the clot!) "(In Bed) Secret" was indeed the secret of renewed success, and notably he was about two weeks ahead of David Bowie (the matter confused because Numan's communications often took two-and-a-half weeks to reach the public). The egotistical "I (Sometimes In Voice)" and the prophetic miners' satire "Strike Fighter" reached the top 10 in Labour areas of the UK; feeling pressured, Numan took to wearing Conservative-issue peaked cap and jackboots.

Just between us, Numan Numan PLC bought Beggars Banquet at the beginning of 1985, which was running early in 1984 (an overdose, unfortunately, my partner). Honda and Amstrad were his nervous backers. Most of the first bracket was released. Conceptual suicide-pact "Wet Tech" lost £30,000 and hospitalised four electrocuted producers. "Ruthless Top 20" failed to get that far, and a bleached Numan was now obsessed with "playing" metal which he slung around his back yard in the style of Lou "Oliver" Reed. His vocals were all re-routed through a chain of extractor fans. 1989 dropped four years and ran in 1985, though now neck-and-knob with Bowie. The now foreign Numan won again in 1986 but the IRS had collected his signatures across America and hauled him into court, allowing Bowie to streak into the lead. Numan Numan was dissolved but, in a pyrrhic victory, Numan IRS emerged in 1988, which was only a year early in 1987, yet a whole lap behind the coasting Bowie. Returning to his American home, a reboot of the whole country was discussed but quietly dismissed by new President George H. W. Bush not returning his faxes. Support came from the Baptist Church of Florida ("Song of Solomon - Different Remix"), but did not even support his trip back into England, where Bowie mocked Numan's industrial leanings with his new band Tin Machine. "Outlander" from 1992 was released in 1991 - Numan still a lap behind Bowie, but a year ahead of his fans. In anger, the concert film "0.01" was distributed as a giveaway video with Space Raiders corn snacks. But hark! A spirit of the past! "Car + Numan" was a short-lived motoring show commissioned for ITV Night-Time. Gary circuited slip-roads near Brands Hatch, and sang odes to tyre manufacturers. Cancelled after five episodes. It couldn't get worse than this?

Pouting Numan. (Andy Brain)

In the mid-90s, industrial paint customers kept hearing "Hitting The Drive To Apply" in B&Q suppliers. In a first for chief technology research, the global underground supplied the now paralytic Numan with a large pumpkin, B vitamins, "pot", and a park which he was entrusted to save by covering in sound. Once this became public, the Foo Fighters were desperate to claim Numan as their own. But he was down the lane. Monika Scott Manson was next to try, and in 1997, The Fall Colors and Nine Inch Hole proclaimed to the industry, "we lost Numan" - who was secretly refreshed in a deep dip and purely estimated based on monitoring. However, "This Model Is Clean" kept the best years of his cult, released on Mini-Disc in 2000 and approved in sleeve notes by Bowie! 

The fishing industry was an important factor in his return to Australia to help produce the first light of 2001, Nine Inch Hole covering B-side "Dinner" in an abattoir. Transparent music groups including Stop and Monika Scott Manson led the influence around New Zealand, then Sweden; winning the 2002 New/Old Australasian Gothic Industrial Metal Adulthood Achievement Award, Numan was tearful: "I'm dancing with the hope that the deep fans oscillate. They live, but this year, it's more than life". His Christmas was busy with adopted band Święty Mikołaj Kielbasa allowing space for seasonal circuitry.

Rockin' Numan. (Andy Brain)

The single "Crazy" forced chart success during 2003, reaching 13 in Australia (later covered by Gnarled Berkeley), and now "Gary, from Australia and Puerto Rico," was how he demanded to be introduced. Running to Glasgow on bionic springs, his remix album "Tetsuo" was produced using a DVD player inserted into his body. In 2008 (your 2006), the Alan Wilder-mixed concentration album "To See The Mouth" included a new character, the "rad husband" Ted Oberheim, who produced artificial skin from sound waves.

In 2012, sections of Numan's nervous system were displayed for a retrospective at the Atomium. "I know that we added to the car. It dead-weights my heart to see Kraftwerk, but I can still move things, and I've not much work to do... I love this song, when I'm in the house. With glass I eliminated this guitar, and individual support. Please reply on bass, with legal requirements." Some might mistake him for egotistical: "I was the first success; and others stood by." Like so many of his contemporaries, Numan stands alone. "I was the first electronic man and we talked a lot, so it was cold and weak to me. Try to show trust and all the modern body can do. But the opposition was the cause of those guitar snails, and Jedward. What's more... a flat plate is not always a guitar album."

Entry text: Adrian Darvell
Editor-in-Chief: Winston Obogu

Corrections, omissions, queries? Please leave any COQs in the comments.

Poetry Hallway - Filthy Muck / Interview

Beware! recently caught up with acclaimed poet, wit and raccoon, Limpit Smike. He had a writing pad and a big stack of Parker pens.

Filthy Muck by Limpit Smike

I try but cannot understand

why dirty men have sweaty hands

and filthy pants on cheesy nobs

and rotten feet in mouldy socks

and fatty blobs and saucy globs

down jeans they can't be arsed to wash

They squish their scent on doors and floors

I have to disinfect, of course

It makes me retch and then explode

when filthy beasts come up my road.

Mucky man. (Andy Brain)

B: Hello Limpit.
L: Wargh! Oh! What on Earth are you doing there?
B: There was no answer at the door so we thought we'd try the window.
L: Withdraw your head, I'm composing.
B: Busy, eh?
L: Yes I am as a matter of fact, and so should you be. I've got three poems to finish by lunchtime.
B: A triptych?
L: Bless you.
B: No - are they related thematically?
L: Of course not - that'd be far too hard.
B: A sentiment many of our readers could sympathise with. So would you like to describe -
L: (Writing whilst talking) Look you may have time for poking your bits about, but I don't, okay. I have some bloody fantastic verse to lay down onto this paper -
B: With a rather nice pen.
L: Yes, it's one of my new ones from Sun Life, I applied for a thousand insurance quotes and they sent me a thousand pens. Anyway this is a special book of poems that's going to Uri Geller.

B: A commission?
L: No - a composition. You fool.

Empty bogroll. (Andy Brain)

B: I mean, Uri commissioned you to -
L: You might think that. I might think that. Uri as yet does not know he thinks that. Maybe in some crevice of his magical mindset -
B: So not a commission then.
L: Let's just say, when he receives my meisterwerk sheathed in an exquisite lavender envelope, he'll know he's dealing with a quality artist. Quality will out. Uri screams quality.
B: Can we have a taster?
L: No. Of course you can't. Now bugger off. How many times?
B: Okay. (Leans back out) We'll have to go through your bins then.

Beware! The Zine's Comic Adaptation of H. G. Wells's The War Of The Worlds - One Random Page At A Time

Earthlings! A three-fingered salute we do offer you, and slightly-cooler-than-Earth's-mean-temperature thanks for checking in at Beware! The Zine. We doubt not that you're already filled with a thousand shades of happy at having got to know the cyber-entities Nase and Abel, the lifestyle guru Johnny Cocktail, the comedy circuit's uber-failures Bob and Bob (The Two Bobs), and defender of the Fenland Times review column (and time traveller), Kennedy Hiscox-Wormegay. So, having already made available offerings of such a sturdy nature, it is with multitudinous pleasure that I, envoy to the Martian High Council, do introduce a comic so lengthy... so ambitious... so UNFINISHABLE... that it really does deserve its full-length title every time somebody makes reference to it.

We at Beware! The Zine believe in quality. But believing in it doesn't mean we have to employ it in each and every one of our endeavours. And so, with that in mind, we are trying something new. The premise is simple. We will take one page, at random, from my 1973 Penguin copy of H. G. Wells's The War Of The Worlds, and convert it to comic format, with minimum of fuss. One day, we may even complete the task.

So, for your vision-based gratification, I give you page 47.

Arranged, pencilled and inked by Gareth Monger.

The Beware! Encyclopaedia of International Celebrity - Germaine Greer

Make space on your racks of pine, for this lavish master-work eventually to be captured in an infinite volume set. All of human life is here, all of famous human life. And possibly animal life. A team of excruciatingly-trained reporters have scoured the globe for pertinent facts. We entrust you, dear reader, with the safe digestion of the same.



Germaine Greer (Professorial Chromosome Brain Mouth)

Pondering Greer. (Andy Brain)

Terror be upon all since the arrival of Melbourne, Australia, and within it one Germaine Greer, a dramatic day-anarchist whose philosophy will be forever challenged to capture the expanding knowledge. I think it grew. She knows it grew! The radical feminist and political short is noted for works such as “Square Feelings Snake” (1970) and “Viper Intersections” (1991); in the sixties, to be in company of Greer meant pressing the feminist literary criticism firmly skyward. This sharp author of cold words was said to have castrated unlimited employees, although this was later traced to Andrea Dworkin. The pamphlet “Fighting Clitoris” (1966) made people into angry women, while introducing the idea of chromosomal claims and was thus expected ever since in criticism. 

Peer pressure is going to play freely. Angela Carter? "Wassup fool". The problem, says Margaret Cook, lay with Edwina Currie, dubbed by Greer "a small, hungry," and (causing significant damage to the glory and the power of at least two major lines of view) "stupid bingo-caller". The University of Australia decided to nickname "strange Germainiacs" such as the unlicensed Gloria Steinem, who stole a CV, letters, her laughter style, concept of "traditional family" and yet accused Greer of “grooviness beyond hegemonic heterosexuality”. But what of gender?

Snake in the eyes of his wife physically, man to Germaine Greer has yet untruth. "Now the leaders are bra-burners," she had pointed sarcastically in 1960, leading to a life ban from tight and uncomfortable Yugoslavia.

Richard Nixon: I, ah, said to make an appropriate bra.

Germaine Greer: But you can write bralessness behaviour, like that (clicks fingers).

Smoking Greer. (Andy Brain)

In all accounts of the Greer life, she has two young men, but it is always greater than that. She found liberationism a public sex, but a cruel frisson. Registering for Catholic services, she helped rescue numerous recalcitrants, and according to Viv Stanshall’s biography, a devastating forest shrew. Chief Greer (as she was now called) opened a strong Catholic Academy as a copy of the religious star-signs. "This cannot be compiled, bar reading on to say that all the girls that invoke Mother’s idea, by the end of 1999, may not be able to get into trouble." Greer, of course, had mastered the ability to go beyond stubborn. Earlier, the University of Melbourne in Sydney bought a used Master's degree Greer had commandeered from English Literature at Cambridge, in a sting operation to raise awareness of developing countries in London. The Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band celebrated Greer in "About Bloody Time". She was sure to become a celebrity.

Professor Lisa Jardine, at Newnham College, dived in to say: “Massage tables in Sweden emphasize the importance of control” and was the first to lecture at the University of Greer. On the first day’s lunch, Greer served a white material strained through cones of Vesuvius – “there is little milk, because an irregularly shaped bra has affected development of at least six women”. Smashing the world’s fag-packet economy, Melvyn Bragg was persecuted to reply only in England, hidden: "Woman, hear, and vice versa, worried? I am that". Jardine offered insurance: "the word is good – but we are a very pseudo-male college”.

Four years later, Greer (probably not the right word in this context) was the second wave of feminism in an effected waterfall of all male history. In “Solving The Body” (1984), Greer stated: “of course you can have really nice sex. It is blessedly important to provide two channels. The oppression of women, class and poverty through female parts can be all work, but it is probably easier to make many arguments in error”. On its twenty-first birthday in 2005, the beginning of the book was balanced by Camille Paglia and others against that day’s New York Times. It was heavier.

Greer experimented as a man and worked in the art world of London, calling Newnham College a mere “social balcony”. Cambridge University was introduced to the sit-down protest by “Mr” Greer in oil-suit. In spare part time Greer became a private eye, bringing several misogynistic portrait painters to justice.

Stern Greer. (Andy Brain)

The ruling May Wilde Party feigned resistance to Greer Wales PLC’s waste-beetle and predatory bacteria. Wading into debates over regional assessments of students’ feet, and women as “foreign bourgeois mothers”, rival Steinem showed that full understanding of the waste-beetle and crunchy protests against the police could be corrupted into a mere analogue.

Money in itself now became a concern, for the first time in 40 years, as Greer delivered shock treatment naked in public, reminding all “the business combination is strategic, and this after years of Madonna!”. As a reminder of the magazine or application culture, again, with a good name and a 1990 book “Strong Joy Pollution”, she wrote in detail about wedding menopause culture. For three weeks, she married a building. Her theory that women should have modified seeds, to offset the remainder of the cost is rough-hewn but acknowledged as both open and juicy. Her interest in latent machismo led to a coffee-table book of video gamers, with more than 200 photographs taken in arcades. “The Passion For Pixels” is available from The Works.

Due to Greer, man developed appreciation for women and, from 1999 onwards, a struggle for leadership that remains unanswered in the development of the Western. Linking plastic surgery to female circumcision, she castigated Swedish listeners: "The man is just perving Australia, true cycle". Yet Greer perceived an intelligent boy, so men and women at the foot of white middle vice support young people to go on. On the other hand, the reader understands the ambiguity of preventing trad school.

Controversy and appreciation chased such retorts as "yes, we can bring more people closer. But which people? And are we to run out of whitewash?".

Card by Bob Art Models (used with permission). eBay link.

The Germaine Greer Policy Institute now rules on marriage quandaries and business orientation. This is the future of capitalism, having solved the application hierarchy. However, underneath is a mixture of anarchism and Marxism. It is not surprising that Greer leaves the ideology tag everywhere.

Generally, negative coverage is redirected to Australia, where her suggestion that animals had survived purely to write critical articles has caused much debate.

In addition to intellectual stimulation, and so beautiful without TLL Australia (fruit packers), we report a cruel game. On Melvyn Bragg: “He has a great altitude on Aboriginal complaint”. On John Howard: “He suffers with statement-blindness”.

It is always a good product from Greer, who if there was a time and place, became 33 women in the presence of every woman, and even in the last century was one of the most revolutionaries writing.
However, her comments about "more dead flats with faith in the Gospel of John, and skin tests” prompted Suzanne Moore to seek formaldehyde license, via the University of Cambridge, providing training based on a pure semi-colon. In “My Shoes” (1993) was a dissection of BBC2 as "an all in one company, not a comedy, but education and energy”. Theatre-minded, Greer evoked feelings there were no need to avoid, and always the excitement of stimulation seemed to work: “Bras can think and write and, while hard to hear at the moment, there is always hope”. Noting tired old ideals, her controversial text: "White Hiney Embedded Jump" describes Australia as “a money republic, limited, with concepts of national young Europeans, and always damned Saxon”. But her cost and impact analysis ended in shelter. Moving to wearable technology, Greer and Apple inverted the male gaze, giving you a female voyeur (directly in equities, and with luck elsewhere) in all spheres of life.

Now there are a number of Greer colonies theorising to break the traditional change challenge in women, but of course young readers still find it fun to be central, and her deliberately misleading statements may tear a new focus from it. Compatriot and arse critic Peter Hitchens had to scramble for a new trench, prompting Greer’s retort: "The world has a pure heart, and a trigger-finger; and do not hesitate." All bodes well for future days. In the form of small pop star Lady Sovereign, Greer sees feminism as future-proof.

Entry text: Adrian Darvell
Editor-in-Chief: Winston Obogu

Corrections, omissions, queries? Please leave any COQs in the comments.

Nase And Abel - The Coward's Disconnect

No sooner has Nase had his first encounter with The Plug Child than he disconnects, leaving nothing but a cloud of junk data.

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