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Dubai. . . Even the name is exotic, so imagine how you will feel when the aircraft touches down and you are in the midst of one of Arabia's wealthiest and most sophisticated settings.

Where are you going to stay? If you are on a long term contract then that will probably have been arranged for you, but if you are going to Dubai as a short term business visitor or tourist then you might welcome this bit of advice.

Dubai hotels tend to be on the expensive side. However, there are also a lot of good, affordable hotels to be found, if you know where to look. Have a chat with your travel agent, or click on the link that I have just given you, before you spend more than you need. Remember that Dubai is Arabia's centre for souvenirs, and the more you save now, the more your wife can spend in the souks and bazaars.

If you plan to stay for more than a few days, why not consider some apartments in Dubai? They are a good deal if you plan to stay for over a week, and all come fully furnished, and ready for you to occupy. They are all fully serviced, and many come with a swimming pool or gymnasium.

Finally, let's talk about the Dubai hotel apartments. A hotel apartment gives you all the advantages of a hotel, with all the privacy and comfort of an apartment. You can use the hotel's services if you want, and that gives you access to their English speaking staff and local knowledge. However, at the end of the day you will retreat to your own private apartment via your own entrance. Dubai hotel apartments really do give you the best of both worlds don't they?

So, visiting Dubai is not going to be as stressful or as expensive as you first thought. You have the option of a hotel, and apartment or a hotel apartment to choose from. As for your wife, all she has to decide is how to spend all the money that you have now saved!

Dan Hardie has a new post up - that make two this month! He's back on the save the Harkis trail, and there is an air of desperation to his plaintive little cries. The Exile doesn't know why he is trying to flog this very dead horse... Maybe his plans for a tasty little number in journalism have come to nought?

Look, Dan, here's the deal: with Iraq going tits up, and the government rocked by a scandal a day, do you really think that even NuLabour is stupid enough to bring over 20,000 Quislings to Britain?

Are you so stupid to believe that the British people would accept that? This blog started the campaign to keep those cockroaches out: we fucked you once and we'll do it again.

Dan offers a few talking points. He's good at that is our Dan. Well The Exile's talking points helped create a lot of letters to a lot of regional newspapers, so let's dig 'em out again.

Not our war! Not our problem! Not our Harkis!

I'm not a great fan of spoof blogs to be honest. I think that if someone has something to say then they should either say it under their real name or use just one monicker.

There is a new spoof blog on the block, written by a Harry's Place webmong who uses the monicker of Wardytron. I found out about it on about the 17th of this month, and couldn't decide what to do. Spilling the beans would have been fun, but the webmong had added links to my sites from his cod blog. Links are like shags and I just can't get enough of either, so I decided to let the little pretty boy carry on with his pretty little game.

A few more links later and I began to feel that I had made the right move, but now the truth is coming out so it's time to stick the boot in.

Sorry, webmong, but it is not a good idea to gloat about your activities all over the fucking net.

A Nevada knocking shop owner has decided to support Ron Paul's campaign for the American Presidency. The Texas Congressman has raised millions of dollars with his web based campaign, and should get a few dollars more from this really rather wonderful publicity. To say nothing of the fact that the brothel's punters are being invited to pony up $5.00 a head to keep the Ron Paul campaign up as it were.

Ron Paul has come under some fierce criticism of late from both the NeoCon right and the loonier, sectarian left, but he is a strong opponent of the wars of aggression that the USA is waging. For that reason alone, The Exile wishes him well and hopes that he becomes the Republican candidate.

Besides, getting elected with the help of a shagging shop is too rich for words.

Are Russia and Serbia close to signing a defence treaty? We have been speculating for some days that Russia might offer a security guarantee to Serbia, but could Moscow and Belgrade go one stage further and sign a full blown treaty? If not, then why all this speculation that Russia may station missiles on Serbian territory? Obviously, Serbia would want something out of that arrangement, and a pledge from Russia to come to her aid if she ever suffers another aggression like the 1999 one would seem to me to be necessary.

Obviously it would be a good thing if they did sign up to a formal mutual defence treaty. If such a treaty were to be signed then other countries could be drawn into the new pact. That would send a signal to any globalist still out there that the world is changing and expansionism has run into a clearly defined frontier beyond which it cannot cross.

There isn't anything that I can disagree with about this posting, and it is getting quite a justified airing around the socialist blogs. I think that there are two reasons why we have come to this pretty pass. The first is the professionalising of politics, and the second the takeover of the Labour Party at local level.

When Sir Winston Churchill lost the 1945 election it looked for a time as if Chartwell, Churchill's Kent home, would have to go on the market. A group of well wishers bought it and the Churchill's remained there until their deaths, whereupon it passed to the nation.

In those days it was expected that a Tory or Liberal would have a private income and that Labour men would have union sponsorship. I meant that the Commons more or less represented the two great classes that make up British society. It also meant that the middle class rabble by and large were kept out of politics.

Today becoming a member of the House of Commons is a tasty little earner for an ambitious little scrote who wants to trouser away a few thousand pounds a year. It is not the wage that is the problem, but all those lovely tax free expenses.

That by itself is not enough to explain why the Labour benches are now crawling like maggots over a corpse with middle class scrotes. The blame for that can be laid at the door of the lower middle class who have basically taken over the local Labour Parties. As was argued here, living in a working class district these days is rather like living under colonial rule. This being so, why does anyone expect those local colonial administrators to select someone who hates their guts? They choose someone from a nice home, with a nice background, who will put forward nice policies, that nice people like. The job of the working class is to turn out and vote for these chancers every four years or so. Other than that they must know their place.

The only way that this will change is if working class people stop allowing themselves to be used as voting fodder. To a certain extent this is happening, as more and more of our people simply refuse to vote.

That said, we need a pro-active answer, and one that will rally our tribe to battle. Partly that is what The Exile is all about, exploring paths that will lead to our class taking its justified retribution. Alas, although I can see the problem, I do not have an answer to it.

Are you looking for a spot of adventure travel? Check out Chaa Creek in Belize, as it looks like the place to go for your next adventure holiday. It's even inspired a new type of genre fiction, soon to be known I suspect as Belize fiction, with stories based on the region.

Over half of Afghanistan is now controlled to a greater or lesser degree by the Taliban, according to a report quoted in The Guardian. Let's face it, everyone else has failed to conquer that country so why did anyone think that the Americans and their puppets would succeed?

As Afghanistan, Iraq and Kosovo all go tits up for western expansionism, the time is right for working class activists to start putting forward our agenda. The only problem that we have is the lack of a vehicle that will put forward out collectivist demands.

Ludicrous, isn't it? At the very moment when the system is about to come under a major crisis of legitimacy, we have nothing prepared that can offer to take its place.

That noise that I can hear is the sound of the generation of 1945, all spinning in their graves.

Amy Fisher: the press called her the Long Island Lolita when she took a pistol and opened fire on her lover's wife. Well, she's out of the slammer and back to doing what she does best

The full 50 minute home made sex video featuring the lovely Amy is now available.


All sucking and all fucking!

He likes name dropping, does young Gimlet Kamm. So would you if you were a short-arsed little fucker that everyone laughed at. The problem is that this time the name that has been dropped just happens to be that of John Sweeney. . . Hmm, it might have been a better idea, Gimlet, if you had picked another name. Still, thanks for the laugh, eh?

And the reason for the name drop? Screamer Sweeney went off to Venezuela and came back with a report that was critical of Hugo Chavez Frias. However, he did admit that the poor are gaining out of the revolution, so who cares about the rest?

Screamer didn't scream once, which is a pity. I wonder if Gimlet screams? I'll bet he does. And throws his Teddie around the room. Poor Teddie.

The Serbian Prime Minister Vojislav Kostunica has announced that Serbia rejects all the offers and threats that the western powers have made to her recently to surrender her southern province. He went on to state that if Serbia agreed to these demands, it would be the first time that a European country had been so dismembered since the treatment was meted out to Czechoslovakia at the Munich Agreement of 1938.

If the translation of Prime Minister Kostunica's words is accurate, then there is only one conclusion that can be drawn:

Serbia will fight for Kosovo.

I see that the price of oil is now just a touch below the incredible $100 a barrel mark. So what's the price of a gallon of petrol back home these days? Here in Mexico it works at at about £1.50 a gallon. (Note to U.S. readers: the imperial gallon is a bit bigger than the American version.)

That must seem pretty cheap I suppose? Actually it is pretty fucking cheap, thanks in no small measure to Pemex, the state owned oil company which also runs all the petrol stations. Prices are set with government approval and they are the same at every petrol station throughout the country.

I know that Mexico is a major oil producer, but Britain also has her reserves in the North Sea. Alas for you, Britain also has governments that like pretending that the country is still a really, really great power. Maybe that is why your petrol is so expensive - that whacking amount of tax that goes on every gallon? Well, teaching Johnny Arab a lesson doesn't come cheap, does it?

As for me, I prefer to live in a country without pretensions or delusions. The petrol's cheaper too.

Ian Douglas Smith has died at the age of 88. If you want to read an obituary, then a fair one can be found here.

Smith and the Rhodesians were proto-Thatcherites who liked to pretend that they were self-sufficient pioneers. Actually most whites lived in Salisbury, the capital city, where most of them were employed as civil servants. They could never understand why Britain did not support them, but the reason was obvious to me during the time that I spent there: who on earth would want to support a gang of poujadist shopkeepers, bovine factory foremen and retired British army NCOs?

Today, when Tony Blair as Labour leader can stand at a Labour Conference and claim that Labour represents "those who strive" they would probably be held up by both main parties as people worth supporting, but then they were just regard as scum, as this 1980 article makes clear. Anyway, for the record, scum is what they were.

Had the Rhodesia Crisis happened in 2005 instead of 1965 things probably would have been very different. Those same fake-socialists who today cheer on the forward march of capitalism would, I have no doubt, have found something progressive in Ian Smith and his people. As it is they have to content themselves with the odd discrete call for the kaffir to be put firmly back in his place. That said, when they do, as this reply to a Drink Soaked Wankers For War posting demonstrates, they get put firmly in their place.

Do you want to donate a car to help fund a worthy cause? I'm serious, if you have an old banger that you can't be bothered fixing up to sell, then Car Angel Ministries will take it off your hands for you. You are even eligible for an IRS deduction from your next tax bill, courtesy of your donation.

Why a car donation, is that what I hear you ask? Well, think about it for a moment. Do you really have the time and patience to get your old car's paperwork in order so that it can be sold? Then you have all the trouble to go to of advertising it and waiting for people to arrive, only to have them haggle for hours about the price. Quite frankly, when you are dealing with something that doesn't have much value, anyway, all that is often more trouble than it is worth. So car donations make sense if only for that reason. However, there are also lots of good reasons why a car donation is worthwhile in other ways.

Car Angel Ministries has partner charities across the USA and helps single mothers, orphans and recovering drug addicts with food distributions and educational materials. In other words, by donating your old car you are helping other people to eat and, hopefully, to get their lives in order.

This Christian group also uses the revenue from car donations to offer completely free children's DVDs to anyone who wants them. As you will see when you click on the link that I have just given you, many of these films have won prestigious awards at the film festivals.

This looks like a good idea where everyone stands to gain something. You get rid of your old car and the donation is tax deductible. Car Angel Ministries uses your donation to fund good works, including free children's DVDs.

The Lib-Dems have started an on-line petition:

I'm used to the lies and I tend to use them as a barometer of this blog's worth. If the fuckers lie about me that means that they are afraid that the message is getting through.

Right now the lies are coming thick and fast - even to the extent of inventing an old friend of mine:

What can I say? The cockroaches are afraid. They have been that way for some time, only now it is getting worse: Iraq, Afghanistan, Kosovo: it's all spiralling out of control. Tomorrow is not going to be their post-modern, globalist dream where the only political debate is whether we should drink Coke or Pepsi. They know it and are very afraid.

As for me, I haven't enjoyed myself so much since the Brighton Bomb went off. There is, I think, a delightful scent in the air of revenge anticipated as it all comes crashing down.

Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run run...

We have won some nice victories over recent years. We supported the Serbs when they faced aggression in 1999 and we said that the agreement that was signed to end the war would not last. Less than a decade later, it looks as if everything we said has started to come true. Soon, it is to be hoped, Serbia will take full control of its recalcitrant province. More importantly for us, the class enemy at home will be left to taste the ash in their mouths.

We also said that Iraq would fight and by God we were proved right on that. Those young men with their crude weaponry have earned the respect of free men everywhere. Others would have gone into capitalism's long night, but the Iraqis chose to fight. Now, almost five years after their agony began, with the British huddled at Basra airport and the Americans forced to begin the draw down of their forces, the guerrillas know that General Time has brought his forces into action on their side. They have to hold on, but not for much longer. Keep the Americans dying, keep their economy howling: victory to Iraq is within reach.

However, all these victories have been defensive on our part. We are still fighting the wrong battles. We need to take the class war to our enemy and start putting him on the defensive. We need an issue that all socialists can rally behind and which has the broadest possible base of popular support.

We may have one in the Northern Rock crisis. This bank needs to be taken into public ownership as quickly as possible, otherwise the British people will be left with a monster bill when it finally crashes. The Liberal-Democrats want it nationalised, as do commentators like Will Hutton. Neil Clark is the first of the heavyweight bloggers to call for this, so a consensus is rapidly building up amongst quite a few of the opinion formers.

Can the blogs do anything? Sure, why not? Let's have a socialist blog campaign to nationalise Northern Rock. How would it run? I have no idea. . . Let's start with a banner that blogs can stick up. Then let's get some discussions going about how we can take the battle forward.

Comrades, this campaign is winnable. People said that we could never keep the 20,000 Iraqi collaborators out of Britain, but we did! Let's build on our previous successes, but this time in a positive way. And what could be more positive than starting to roll back the privatisations of the past generation?

Do you fancy a mint for Christmas? No, I'm not talking about sweets, I'm talking about the new Mint credit card that is on offer from the Royal Bank of Scotland. You can use it for credit card consolidation if you wish, but it has some other advantages as well.

The first of these is that Mint is offering you 0% interest on purchases made before the 1st June 2008. Not only that, but they offer you a credit limit of up to £7,500. Furthermore, there is no annual fee with the Mint card and you can apply for it on-line. I did mention that Christmas is coming, didn't I?

The thing that I like about this card is that you can personalise it. That's right, you just send your favourite photograph to the nice people at Mint and within a fortnight you should have your credit card personalised with that photo on it. I'm sorry, but I just find things like that amusing.

The Royal Bank of Scotland's Mint card can be used anywhere that you see the Mastercard sign: so what are you waiting for?

The Exile is receiving more hits than we have ever had before, thanks to Neil Clark's link to us from his Guardian article. Let's hope that some of you like what you find and want to return.

It is certain that his article, and the victory in the Blog Awards which inspired it, have set the wankblogs a-squawking. They want to set the agenda and fantasise that their views are those of the British mainstream. However, as they found out when they tried to bring over 20,000 Iraqi collaborators into the UK, their views are about as far from the mainstream as it is possible to get. It's at times like that when even quite small blogs can have an effect out of all proportion to their size.

Hopefully, Neil's victory and the resulting publicity, will serve to not only bring more people to our respective blogs, but will encourage others to take up the blogging game.

Welcome one and all.

Serbs in the NATO occupied Serbian province of Kosovo have refused to legitimise their own annihilation by voting in the recent elections.

Preliminary counts indicate that one of Kosovo's major criminal figures, Hashim Snake Thaci, has won most of the Albanian vote, not that turnout was very high amongst them, either. Only about 40% - 45% bothered to show up at the polls.

What happens next is out of Serbia's hands. If Moscow will give a security guarantee to Belgrade then the Serbian army can march in and retake the province that was stolen from them as a result of western aggression in 1999.

The Russians should give that guarantee. Kosovo is where globalised capitalism first began its forward march. Therefore it is right and proper that Kosovo is where that march should turn into a humiliating and irreversible retreat.

The British army will formally hand over Basra province next month to whichever Shia warlord has the power to take it, and that will be the end of the Iraq adventure as far as Britain is concerned. Troops may remain at the airport for a short while just to make sure that Whitehall faces are not too reddened by the enormity of the disaster, but sooner rather than later, they will also leave and Southern Iraq will settle down under whatever ruler emerges.

Tony Blair may claim that it was all worthwhile, but it is unlikely that deep down inside he really believes that, and even if he does, nobody else even cares what the little cockroach thinks.

Britain's enthusiasm to expand global capitalism has waned to nothing. Over 160 troops died for no reason at all.

It's over.

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Superior Rugs have been manufacturing area rugs for over two decades and they stake their reputation on the quality of the area rugs that they have in their virtual showroom.

Most on-line retailers only guarantee their rugs for 15 days, but SuperiorRugs.com backs its products for a full thirty days, with an additional two months guarantee against manufacturing defects.

Unlike almost everyone else who offers cheap area rugs for sale, this company is not a middleman. They manufacture everything that they have for sale and cut out the middlemen completely by offering their area rugs directly to you, the customer. That way they can offer you the best possible dollar price around.

Did I say dollar price? Yes I did, but don't let that put you off because Superior Rugs will ship world wide, so now is your chance to take advantage of the seriously low dollar and buy a treasure for your home at a Sterling or Euro price that will amaze you.

You will be amazed even more when you check out the discount range of cheap area rugs. Some come with a massive 80% discount. I think that a discount rug would be ideal for a room that hasn't been redecorated in a while. If you are planning to paint the walls at some time in the future then obviously you don't want to spend too much money on an area rug. On the other hand, if you are trying to avoid getting out the paint brush - in spite of all your wife's threats to you if your don't - then a discount area rug may just be the answer to your prayers, especially if it keeps your nearest and dearest quiet for a while.

If it is an area rug that you are after, then I do recommend that you take a virtual trip over to Superior Rugs' showroom and see what they have to offer.

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Click on that photo if you dare. This is not a site for the narrow minded Mary Whitehouse types. Inside the Vibrator.com website you will find an Aladdin's Cave of adult sex toys that are guaranteed to enliven the most jaded and world weary roué and his partners.

We could spend hours describing what is hidden behind that photo, but for the few of you who are still here, let me say that Christmas is coming and you will be too, time and time again, just as soon as you take delivery of some of these sexual goodies.

Do you like vibrators? I didn't know that there were so many different types around these days. There are rabbit vibrators, waterproof vibrators - as well as traditional vibrators that give out more of a hit than your mother could ever have imagined possible!

What about some sex toys? Something that will get you in the mood when the lights go out, perhaps? There are dildos and dongs, bondage gear and strap-ons. All ready and waiting to turn you and your partner on from the moment they arrive at your door.

Had you ever considered playing adult games? It is hard to imagine people having so much fun with their clothes off, but click on the link and there is the proof.

Finally, and just for the literary element who read this blog, why not buy an updated translation of the famous Kama Sutra? The reproductions of the sixth century drawings are guaranteed to give you some new ideas, and the text is an updated version of Sir Richard Burton's Nineteenth century translation.

As I said, Christmas is coming, and it's time you were too!

Has Ollie "Gimlet" Kamm lost the fucking plot? I call him Gimlet, by the way, because a gimlet is a small device used to make holes in wood - a small boring tool in other words. The reason why I ask is that a month ago the readers of this here blog decided that Gimlet was thick as pig shit. Now, evidence is emerging that the short-arsed little fucker is also an insecure social cripple of the first order.

Consider the evidence. This constant harping on about a supposed great victory that Gimlet won against the blogger Neil Clark. The harping was always tedious, has has now become obsessive, even by Gimlet's standards. "Look at me," Gimlet seems to be saying. "Aren't I important?" No, Gimlet, you are not. You are the same now as you were at Oxford: a sad, pathetic little social cripple that nobody wanted anything to do with.

Younger readers will probably have never heard of the Oxford and County Secretarial College, but it was famous as a provider of easy shags to generations of students. The Ox & Cow, to use its colloquial name, ran drinks parties to which just about any male student who wanted to go could get an invitation. Any male student but Gimlet Kamm, that is.

Poor Gimlet just couldn't understand why he didn't get invited. Gimlet, the truth can now be told: it was because you were regarded as a short-arsed little fucker that nobody wanted anywhere near them.

What was true of the Ox & Cow was also true of Apollo, the university's very own Freemasonry lodge, which Gimlet also tried to hack his way into. Gimlet, what can I say? You don't hack Apollo - if they had wanted you then you would have been invited to join. Nobody did, Gimlet, nobody did.

Having failed to make his mark at Oxford, Gimlet then re-emerged a generation later as an advocate of globalist expansionism. Well, that's been a great success, hasn't it?

Then Gimlet started screaming that Britain should accept the two-legged cockroaches that collaborated with imperialism in Iraq. As I write these words those same collaborators are hiding out like so many sewer rats, terrified of the vengeance that they will face when the last Anglo-American occupier finally abandons the country that they betrayed.

Is this why Gimlet feels the need to constantly harp on about Neil Clark? Is it because the whole of his pathetic existence has been one failure after another? No friends and no shags at Oxford for our Gimlet; and every cause that he has ever supported has turned into a disaster for him and a laugh a minute for the rest of us.

What a pathetic little cockroach he is.

Neil Clark has a piece up on his blog that is highly critical of Starbucks and the other chains that seem to dominate many a high street. He argues that:

The Anglo-Saxon model, by favouring big business and global finance over small, locally owned enterprises, has, in a comparatively short space of time destroyed high street diversity in Britain.

As far as Britain is concerned he is obviously correct, but this is not the case across the globe. Here in Mexico Starbucks have their niche, but it is only a small one, and they do not even have a presence outside the small, westernised ghettos that make up a small part of Mexico City.

Mexicans demand service. To be shown to a table that has a tablecloth on it, to be waited on by a friendly waitress who brings their food and drinks to the table, and to spend as long as they wish at that table. It is the complete antithesis of the Starbucks ethos.

The message, I think, is to give the people what they want. In Mexico people will accept a lower quality of coffee in return for a decent level of service at a reasonable price. In Britain, by way of contrast, far too many people seem to want to live like Americans and do everything on the run.

It comes down to culture. Nobody forces people to drink coffee out of a paper cup, and to line up to get it. They choose to do it, so more fool them.

9 1/2 Years Behind The Green Door, by Simone Corday

Behind The Green Door. . . To anyone around the age of 50 those words are evocative of that golden age before AIDS and too much cocaine ruined everything. I still think that it was one of the greatest porno epics ever made, and I don't just say that because I made some money out of it. If truth be told, I made a fair bit of money out of that film, by taking it and my 8mm projector around the stag and retirement parties of Manchester in the early 1970s. Happy days and easy money - what more could anyone want?

The film was directed by the Mitchell Brothers, Artie and Jim. Artie's lover for almost a decade was Simone Corday, and she has now written her memoirs of those incredible times. It's a wonderful roller-coaster of a read, much of it set in the famous O'Farrell Theatre, owned by the Mitchells and home to some of the wildest sex parties of the early 1980s.

It was the world of Hunter S Thompson, the irreverent journalist who basically lived at the place, of strippers, politicians and sportsmen who made the O'Farrell the place to be. As you will see if you read free chapters that are on offer, it was quite a time - until it all went sour.

Simone Corday is unusual in that she not only lived through this period, but she has the ability to write about it lucidly and well. Take a trip over to her website and buy a copy of her book. You won't be disappointed.

Let us consider this photograph of the lovely Michelle Marsh. More particularly, let us consider the T-shirt that she is wearing and the writing thereon.

Is there not something wrong? Michelle, lovely though she is, cannot have shagged the drummer as she claimed. She may have been shagged by the drummer, but do we not agree that it is impossible for her to have done the shagging?

Let us pause for a moment and ponder these weighty matters.

Russia sent another signal to the west that she will not sit by and allow Serbia to be dismembered. According to this report from the Byzantine Blog, Dimity Rogozin, Russia's future representative to NATO, has made it clear that just because "migrants suddenly constitute a majority in a region does not mean that they should be given the right to set up their own state". Ouch!

He went on to remind the Germans that Berlin is now the third largest Turkish city in the world after Istanbul and Ankara. Double ouch!

What will the warmongers do? Nothing of course. If Serbia gets the green light from Russia then her army will march back into Kosovo and the warmongers will do nothing. They are not going to fight a world war over a bunch of Albanian pimps and drug dealers.

Is it too fanciful to suggest that a turning point has been reached, and that globalised capitalism will soon be in full retreat? If so, then that obviously does not mark a final victory for labour over capital, but it is a small step on the road.

A defeat for the class enemy is a victory for us, comrades.

Two cartoonists who drew the above cartoon showing the Spanish Crown Prince on the job with his missus have been fined £2,000 each for their labours. The Spanish government had announced that it would pay couples just under £2,000 for each new baby born. In the cartoon, the prince is saying that being on the job is the nearest he would ever get to actually having a job.

Is this the reason why the King mouthed off the other day at the Ibero-American summit? That he knew that this attack on the Spanish press was due and wanted to distract attention back home?

It is not the first time that Franco's little fuck boy has played games like this. Back in 1981 a highly theatrical coup was organised by the ruling class to prevent the armed forces from launching a real one. It also had the added bonus of duping the left into moderating their demands for fear that another army revolt was in the offing. It worked and a final showdown between Spanish labour and capital was postponed.

All the more fucking reason, says The Exile, to support the two cartoonists. Getting fooled once is bad enough, but are the Spanish socialists going to allow it to be done to them twice?

I wish that Bettercaring.com had been around over a decade ago when my father was still alive. The final couple of years of his life were made very difficult thanks to the activities of the social work industry who wanted to force him into a nursing home against his wishes. I managed to fend them off, but the whole affair still leaves me with a nasty taste in the mouth. This site aims to answer those crucial questions that people have when they are considering a care home, for instance, and it does it in a simple, easy to navigate way.

What the site does is set out your options, and it tells you your rights, and the benefits that you can claim. That for me was the problem when my father became elderly. The internet hardly existed, and getting information involved travelling back to the UK and then wrenching it out of Oldham Council.

Today, Bettercaring.com exists to give you that basic information. What it means is that when you go up against your local social work industry, you will have the facts and information that will allow you to put forward your case, and to press your demands.

As a way to get back links there isn't much that can beat an article. The author gets to put his links at the bottom of his articles, and the person who downloads and posts the article gets some free material for his or her site. Everyone is happy, or at least they should be.

The problem is that many of the article directories are run by dipsticks who allow articles to sit in their pending trays for months before deciding whether or not to allow them into the directory. Having had that happen to me on two occasions I decided that I wasn't going to argue, what I was going to have was my very own article directory. So I went ahead and set one up.

As you can see, people are taking articles from it, so it is starting to have its intended effect, which is to give me links.

I think that I will expand the directory to include political articles taken from The Exile. Maybe the political bloggers will want to have an easy night from time to time as well as the money bloggers?

As we commented on yesterday, Spain's King Juan Carlos, also known as Franco's little fuck boy, forgot his place at the Ibero-American Summit in Chile and had the temerity to tell Venezuela's President Hugo Chavez Frias to "shut up".

Well, Chavez Frias did not wait long to stick the boot into the fuck boy, by questioning the presence of Spain's ambassador at the Venezuelan presidential palace during the two-day coup in 2002. "It's very hard to imagine the Spanish ambassador would have been at the presidential palace supporting the coup plotters without authorisation from his majesty," President Chavez Frias taunted. He then went on to say that the fuc