Last Of The Summer Wine...A Short History.

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Last Of The Summer Wine began in the early 1970's.  There were a few spin-off programs leading up the very first series.  These early episodes were just pilot shows.  Last Of The Summer Wine gave its first official series in 1976.  Brian Wilde became Foggy Dewhurst in the 3rd series.  He then left for a short time, and missed out series 9/10/11 and 12.  He would then return back as the classic Foggy Dewhurst.  My classic episode is Dried Dates And Codfanglers.  My other favourite character in Last Of The Summer Wine is Eli.  Eli is played by Danny O Dea.

There were 295 episodes excluding all the xmas specials, and the New Year specials.  The very last episode of Last Of The Summer Wine was called How Not To Cry At Weddings, and The Very Last Of The Summer Wine.  Tom Owen played Compos brother Tom Simmonite.  Jean Alexander played Auntie Wainwright, but is most famous for Hilda Ogden in Coronation Street.  Jean Alexander left Coronation Street in 1987.  Robert Fyfe and Juliette Kaplan played Howard and Pearl.  Peter Sallis is also famous for Wallace And Grommit.  He plays Norman Clegg in Last Of The Summer Wine.

Every single epsisode of Last Of The Summer Wine was written by Roy Clarke.  He also wrote Keeping Up Appearances, and others besides these classics.  Kathy Staff played the fearsome Norra Batty, and those wrinkled stockings.  What the hell did Compo seen in her, I'll never know.  Sundays will never be the same again.  We have lost a Great British tradition.  Comedy has lost its flavour now.

Gargoyles

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Gargoyles.

Creatures on top of church spires.

Hidding from the worldly.

Only coming alive at night.
Keeping watch over loners.
The world will end.
When Gargoyles wake up.
And destroy the worldly.
They shall fly across the sky.
Biting victims of death.
They bring ultimate destruction.
Upon the entire human race.

MEOUTCAST aka Mark Parry.



Why Be Ashamed Of Being Disabled?

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Why should disabled people be ashamed of being disabled?  I am going to have some photos on this site soon.  They are going to be photos of me in a wheelchair.  I want to do this to show how others do not recognise my disability.  This is the public sign around towns.  But this sign doesn't mean anything in Oswestry.  Yesterday, I spotted a girl in a wheelchair trying to get into a toilet for disabled people.  She didn't have a special key to open the toilet door either.  A lot of these up-to-date disabled toilets aren't up to much either.  This must be so distressing for a disabled person, in a wheelchair.

The reason why so many people have health problems today, is because they are either not listened to correctly.  Or they are treated badly by the money scroungers.  I do not like the concept of charities at all.  Charities only exist in order to make a few extra millionaires.  The rest can go to hell, as far as they're concerned.  Plus, there is so much paperwork now, where you need to fill out this and that form.  Next, you'll need to fill in a form, in order to proove that you have skin, like everybody else does. 

Even The NHS push those with Mental Health complications, out of the services.  They place us back into isolation tanks, so they can save an extra few pounds.  This money is then wasted on leaving street-lights on all day.  Yes, they do want to switch off the street-lights at night.  But this is because they want people to see better during the day, and not the night.  I'm not surprised at all that The NHS staff are stretched.  Most of them leave The NHS, and never want to return again.  They are treated badly by the bosses upstairs, in their big snobby suits, and fatcat ways. 

Asperger's is where Fantasy and Reality become blurred.  We become muddled up, because society doesn't want to understand us.  Why be ashamed of being disabled?  I think you know the answer to this already.  We are encouraged onto Benefits by the government, and then humiliated into seeking employment, when there is no employment about. 

Mark Parry aka ASTRAL-EBONY.

More Asperger's Than Neurotypical

I went to Wrexham yesterday.  It was a nice few hours away from crappy Oswestry.  I bought a number of 7" picture discs, of bands from the 1980's.  I also spotted two gorgeous Chinese girls, and wanted to ask them out.  The trouble with asking somebody out in this day and age is, you never know who's about from your ugly past.  It also felt as though I had a glass cage around me.  Or that I was totally invisible to everyone else. 

Sometimes an Aspie can get very agitated in social surroundings.  Maybe that's how I was feeling.  I don't want to approach someone, for the fear that they will not understand, what I'm talking about.  Some of the people I met in The Social Inclusion And Recovery Service, I no longer chat to.  And they don't want to chat with me.  I know this, as I once tried to talk with a guy called Peter, and he totally blanked me in the street.  It seems to me that these people are not genuine.  I also don't think that the service providers, of SIRS are genuine either. 

Another occassion I remember very well is, the time I stood up in front of 100 people, and gave a talk.  It was as if someone had their hand up my back, twiddling my vocal chords, just like a ventriloquist dummy.  So, it wasn't exactly me talking.  I was told what to do and say.  This is neurotypical people controlling me yet again.  What can you expect from a stupid self-centred, and madcap world.  Tears For Fears were right, when they wrote that song.

No Politician Is A Decent Politician

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There is no Politician that is decent and respectful.  They are all rogues out to steal back our money.  The poor always stay poorer than before.  And the super-rich make their money from greed.  The super-rich do no good for anyone.  We are right back to where we started out from.  The Tories have been in power for many years now, but most of us have been blind to their silly scams.  They are like leeches that suck on blood.  They are like vampires that drain victims.

The super-wealthy are the anti-social scum.  They treat the poor with little respect.  I have an aunty that is greedy for money.  She can't get enough of it.  Since I was a little child, I've seen her walk over others.  She abuses the rights of others too.  She needs money as she is very lonely and isolated.  She is always miserable.  Do not trust these people, as they will always let you down.  She has also put lots of her money into off-shore banking, so that she doesn't have to pay tax. 

You also find that the super-wealthy are control freaks.  They always want to be on top.  They've got to be topdog all of the time.  If you and I don't obey their systems of manipulation, we are soon humiliated in front of others.  I have experienced this on a number of occasions.  My aunty once told my sister and I off, for dressing in black, and going to a cemetery.  People often do wear black when they go to a cemetery.  But because this clashed with her black car, and her wanting her own way at a funeral, she had to have a tantrum, just like a spoilt child.  This is what you can often get when dealing with super-snobs.  Everybody else is wrong, except them.

You are learning a lot from me.  Whoever reads this blog is learning about life, and all its ups and downs.  They say...Life is like a rollercoaster ride.  And I agree.  There is no time for fun, because we are constantly having to deal with the selfishness of others.

Mark Parry  aka  ASTRAL-EBONY 2010.

Seems To Me

It seems to me, that we have our innocence constantly beaten out of us everyday.  No matter what we try to do, in order to make things easier for ourselves.  There is always the spectre of despair, following us around.  This spectre seems to always be elusive, and never reveals who he, or she is.  It is a negative force that continuously watches our every move.  We are hated since the day of our birth, right up until we die. 

As long as we are apart, then we are much easier to control, and manipulate.  Governments and corrupt politicians can play Monoply, with our very souls.  One instant throw of the dice, and they can have you murdered.  They can bump off many outcasts of society, and even get rid of you, without anyone else ever knowing.  But the time is coming, where these sadistic army organisers will have to face Azrael and Tisiphone. 

Governments invent laws in order to control people more.  They can do what priests have done to outsiders, in times gone by.  Infact, the politicians of today are the new perverted priests.  They are secretly abusing the disabled, and raping the innocent with their false promises.  They hide behind a mask of empty threats, so that they can get their own way, behind closed doors.  The likes of you and I have to abide by their stupid, and fanatical laws.  But ehy can do what they want.  As long as you are seen to be doing something.  That is the moto of The Police, and Social Services today.

Nobody About That I Like

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It's been another one of those very boring days again.  The only excitement I had today, was meeting my O.T this morning.  And seeing my friend Greg.  I don't seem to be making any headway whatsoever with relationships.  It's made even more complicated by the fact that I have Asperger's. 

There is absolutely nothing around here in shitty Oswestry.  The town is dead, and doesn't have much of a vibrant life.  I often sit here in a black world of my own, and talk to the walls around me.  It's like as if I've been totally forgotten about, by the whole of society.  I sometimes feel like I want to scream.  Nobody seems to be listening to me whatsoever.  I feel as if I'm in a lonely world of my own.  I think I'm starting to lose my patience, with this stinky town.  If things don't dramatically change very soon, then I will do something drastic.

I want somebody out there to make friends with me now.  If somebody doesn't, then I will crack up.  They always say that relationships are all about trust.  I absolutely agree.  You need to like a person and their aura, before relationships start to fully blossom.  You cannot go out with someone, when you're wearing a blindfold over your eyes.  That is why I dislike this modern Blind Date style society.  Trust also has to be earned, just like a job where you get paid after you've done the work.  Most people today, want to take and then run.  I do not like that sort of attitude from people.