Well, This Has Been an Interesting Day Off.

“Don’t let her marry a Greek, will you?”

These are the wise words offered to my dad by my nan, about me, just as Will and Kate got married. At least, I think it was. I did rather have trouble paying attention after a while. Although the Archbishop – NOT THE POPE, ISOBEL, NOT THE POPE – and his crew were quite funny to watch, especially when the Archbishop stuck his hat back on. Harry is also hilarious, don’t you think? I was waiting for him to start pulling the moves ‘he’ did on the T-Mobile advert.

Also, Eugenie looked a bit like a moose in her hat. Sorry, love. Wear a better one at Harry and Pippa’s wedding, yeah?

Anyway, enough with all this wishy-washy wedding lark, on to some serious shit. In fact, it is so serious, I have to capitalise it: Serious Shit. This blog is called Indifferent Ignorance, but unless I’m discussing school, I don’t often get to talk about people with true indifferent ignorance. However, today I have found one. His name is Glenn Beck and I have to say, I agree with Frank. Of course SING is full of propaganda aimed at today’s youth, Mr. Beck. Next time you bash My Chemical Romance, get their fucking lyrics right. The same song hasn’t raised a load of money for the people of Japan, or anything. The band isn’t credited with saving lives or having one of the strongest and most loyal fanbases in the music industry. My Chem, obviously, are trying to form a cult and zap our brains.

Dude, you are four years too late, the Daily Mail got there first (hell yes, today is all about Britain).

Talking of Frank, here is a transcript of a conversation from today:

Me [to Isobel]: How’re Frank and Pansy?

Isobel: They’re good thanks. I need to clean them out.

Elizabeth [to no one in particular]: What?

Frank and Pansy, for those of you who don’t know, are Isobel’s pet fish. Frank, obviously, is named after me. Sadly, whenever I brought this up today, I got threatened with goat testicles.

Yes, you did read that right. My dad and brother went to Greece for ten days this easter, and as well as bringing back to usual olive oil, feta cheese and weird sweets (which I would have been perfectly happy with, efharisto) they also brought home a pair of goat testicles. They are so gross I can’t even bring myself to touch them, so Isobel’s new favourite threat is, “Be nice, Frank, or we’ll get the testicles out.”

The girls played catch with them. Arghhhh.

Mum handing me the testicles and then telling me what they are wasn’t the biggest surprise of the day, however. It turns out that I laugh like Janice in Friends.

Janice.

Oh my God (damn, I’m doing it again). I can never laugh again. Ever.

EVER.

Apparently I do a little dance as well.

EVER.

By the way, I really hope Will and Kate dress any new little royals in this. I mean, I’m tempted to have kids just to dress them in MCR merch, so…

**UPDATE** 01/05/11

It turns out Gerard agrees with Frank and I too.

Politics, Preachers and Pansy

  Today I got asked, while playing my guitar, if I played the guitar.

  No. Of course not.

  Here is a snippet of said guitar:

  I put on the Stig sticker to cover a chip, but there are quite a few scratches on her (him? It?) so I was thinking I’d buy some shiny letter stickers and print something cool on it (or him, or her). Like Frank and his first love, Pansy:

  If any of you have any ideas for what I could call my aforementioned instrument, or what I could plaster on it with stickers, comment. Actually, comment anyway.

  I’ve been doing some thinking and have decided to buy ‘Indifferent Ignorance’ as a domain name from WordPress. Which would make the url http://www.indifferentignorance.com. Which would be very cool indeed… Isobel agrees with me, but is ten dollars a year a waste of time and exchange rate? Let me know before I buy it for Christmas.

  In other news, school is still quite new so the lessons are interesting. For example, Ruby’s citizenship class prompted her to find this. I highly recommend it to anyone who isn’t sure who Hitler or Stalin were, or what democracy means.

  In History we’re doing the Cold War, and we had a debate today about whether it was America’s fault more or Russia’s. I sided with the USSR, because I don’t much like Yanks. The opposition pointed out that Stalin rigged the Eastern European elections to get the commies in… I pointed out that elections get rigged all the time, and that even in The Head of Democracy, the USA, people are bribed and threatened to vote for certain parties. Look at the Red Shirts in North and South Carolina after the civil war.

  I won the argument hands down, but apparently it wasn’t a very moral one. Good thing we all know truth isn’t always moral, eh?

  Another thing I thought was quite amusing today: Religious Studies. I like RS. I don’t believe in God so it’s all a good story from where I’m standing. We recovered prejudice and discrimination and there was a textbook question saying, “Many Christians have worked to end prejudice. What reasons do you think they would give for their involvement in such campaigns?” My initial reaction was Catholic guilt. If you believe the Bible word for word, you’re a homophobic sexist. But you also have to treat your neighbour as you would want to be treated. So helping disabled people get car parking spaces eases the hypocrisy a bit.