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Liam Mullone

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

I edited my profile with a spoon
I live in Sahf Lahndan with Little George and the Chuchies. We all believe in world peace, maaaan, but not at any price! Oh no!
For there can be no peace until doctors admit that smoking is sexy, Ken Livingstone throws himself under a bendy bus and Leicester takes back the rebel province of Rutland! There can be no peace until Richard Dawkins believes (at the very least) in pixies, the tyrant king Blair is overthrown and Carol Smilie's 462 children are distributed among the world's hungry!
My main site is www.mullone.co.uk, which of course cannot be linked to because MySpace likes to think it's not part of the internet. It's sort of like Switzerland, sitting there with its hoard of Nazi gold, pretending nothing else in the world is happening. It's a fucking liberty.

Peace, oh, yes... but NOT TIL THE FIGHTING'S DONE!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Rabbits, friends of rabbits, wannabe-rabbits, reformed homba, lendri pfeffil and other elil, Libertarians, Anarcho-Capitalists, Anyone born to be wild within reason, Anyone who loves FREEDOM, man, and anyone who prefers nurses to civil servants; doctors to bureaucrats, intuition to procedure and social workers to social engineers. We work for the destruction of Efrafa!
"He'll meet a blacker rabbit than himself one of these nights!" - Richard Adams, Watership Down

My Blog

Half-Assed

I think I've had about 17 minutes of sleep in the last two weeks, meaning that 1. I fuck things up a lot, 2. I talk rubbish all the time and 3. I start things but don't finish them.Like my donkey. Jus...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 01:00:00 GMT

The What the Fuck Project

Gosh, haven't posted here for some time. This Edinburgh mullarkey is a full time bloody job. Plus I've been launching the Anarchist Astronauts (see post below). They are here: myspace.com/anarchistast...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 09:13:00 GMT

Poetic Justice...

&has been served on my claim that having more than a million friends is just too much friendship. John Cooper Clarke, bard of Salford and a famous person I genuinely wanted on my roll-call of chumline...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 11:00:00 GMT

MySpack journey: Friends by the million

Tom Anderson, president of MySpace, is a man who gives his friendship freely and instantaneously. It seems he's the one free, not-much-good friend bundled with the MySpace package, the way...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 19:26:00 GMT

The Hand of Trev

Well, yesterday was St Little George's day; one day after St Big George's Day (it says here). Little George's mother and I went to the Barbican to watch LG get her diploma for Occupational Therapy. ...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 09:09:00 GMT

A Design For Life

Tokenism used to be a race thing. It was the one black couple in the masses assembled to sing the Coca Cola anthem. It was Charlie Williams on the Northern comedy circuit. It was an OBE for Floella Be...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 19:22:00 GMT

Man's Best Feed

Thinking of my dear departed friend Murphy (see previous entry), I got to thinking about when I bought Murph, and the first time I took him to the vet. I wrote about it in a column I did for Hong Kon...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 18:02:00 GMT

Not of This Murph

Today is Easter Sunday. Not wishing to detract from the death of Jesus (not that, in my supreme inconsequence, I ever could), word has come through from the Far East about the death of one of God's ma...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 17:55:00 GMT

Neither Fish nor Fuckin' Fowl

I know we live in a world of endless possibilities, where the choice between one thing and the other can be deferred indefinitely, and every man strives to keep his options open until the Big Bank Man...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 14:37:00 GMT