Mowl, here's your question of the day (QOTD):
Unlike you, I'll answer your question even though I've asked you
multiple times to comment factually on items related to my way of life, particularly musical things such as exercises for your bullshit iq claims in deciphering simple time signatures in popular and jazz music, upon which you have singularly failed every single time.
You own a guitar. You think Oasis is an important musical period and that Miles Davis, John Coltrane, and numerous others are masters of nothing. When in fact just these two I've mentioned are both considered colossi within their genres and are both considered to have changed the course of musical endeavour more than once in their respective lifetimes.
You still think that two drunken plastic Paddies from Manchester trump both of them and thousands more besides.
You have the musical taste and sophistication of a drunken Manc high on crack with his balls hanging out of his pants and his tongue licking the lamppost that's holding you up.
Yours is the fish and chips of musical taste.
Mine is the caviar.
So, let's take a look at today's question, shall we?
You see a woman who's a mid (at best) in her mid-thirties,
Late thirties, recently divorced, mother of one child, Emma-Amelia.
Nordic ladies don't do slap, Jimmy: they don't need it either in summer (due to tanning) or in winter (due to rosy red cheeks).
They apply make-up only as necessary, not to create an appearance that isn't theirs by nature.
Lip balm, yes - lippy in the Irish sense?
Again - no: they don't need it, they're perfectly happy to be seen as they are.
I've woken up next to Irish girls whose face is basically imprinted on my pillow - which I had to dump and replace - true story.
and she poses for a selfie like that.
It's an old photo and as such was likely taken either by her ex-husband, or one of her girls. You'll recall a leaked private party video she was featured in, there were several ladies and only two blokes, one of whom leaked the video and who is now persona non grata on the social scene.
. And so you think that she's the ideal person to be PM of the Frozen Wasteland. Heavens why?
No, I don't think that. Her party thought that and the four other parties who shared in the coalition of her tenure also thought she was the best person for the job at hand. As you can see by her track record, she did rather well and provided us all with security and confidence during the initial stages of the Ukraine conflict. Our shared border with Russia cast a long shadow over Finland during the early days of the situation and ultimately led to Finland choosing to join NATO, a move Ireland is set to copy. Not because y'all want to, but because that's what Paddy does: follow the leader.
She's no longer in party politics, for quite a while actually and yet you still can't get your head around it.
That makes perfect sense to me, because the women in Irish politics are singularly dumb bitches with fuck all to offer. Take Joan Burton, like Sanna, she too is out of politics but what was her crowning glory in her heyday? Changing the definition of suicide as quick as she could to placate the Irish life insurance business at a time when record numbers of young men (in particular) were killing themselves due to overwhelming debts to banks and the likelihood of their wives and kids losing the roof over their heads. Hanging themselves meant no compensation, so they took to large bottles of alcohol and hand-fulls of pills instead, then driving their cars into walls at breakneck speeds so it looked like accidental death. Death By Misadventure also became a regular feature on your daily news.
It used to be that Finland had the reputation for the highest rates of suicide in the northern hemisphere: then it was you lot after the bail-out.
If you can name for me just one woman who did anything worthy for Ireland (within my lifetime) then I'd love to hear about her.
Much as you'd like to insinuate that it was the Mowl who installed Sanna, it'll never be true: yes, I have the vote, but no - I didn't vote for the centrist parties. She was chosen by a panel of her peers, and everyone involved understood the risks at the time, mainly in relation to our strained relationship with our neighbour to the east. My only connection to Sanna is through your
loathing jealousy regarding her looks, which plays no part in her politics.
I didn't vote for her because I thought she was too young, too inexperienced for the times we were facing, and thet her age and looks might in fact play against her being taken seriously outside Finland, which turned out to be untrue as she was universally considered a hard-nosed bitch in getting her policies heard in the Finnish parliament. She had strength in spades when it came to dealing with her coalition partners and took no shit from anybody. When cornered or accused, she turned on her Nordic iciness and that magical blank stare which could stop a speeding fucking train at three hundred miles an hour.
Her only error was in mixing with the wrong kind of blokes at the right kind of girlie party.
She, like anyone else, is perfectly entitled to spend her down time in any manner she likes.
I've met and had coffee with Tarja Halonen on a sailing to Stockholm one time, lovely lady, looks like Conan O'Brien.
No airs, no graces, no bullshit. She was very well clued in on Irish issues and asked pertinent questions about how you were recovering from the bail-out.
Sanna, I've never met directly in person but have passed her by around town on several occasions.
Back then Emma-Amelia was just born and was a tiny baby in a pram, nobody bothered her, approached her, or antagonized her.
You do it every chance you get, which makes me wonder what kind of twat you actually are.
But again: I didn't vote for her.
That was her party members, just as it is for you twats back home.
You didn't install Harris or Martin, their parties chose them.
Same deal, much as you'd prefer to muddy the waters.
So there you go.
Now you know.
Or not.
t.me
