Austere times are dull, persona whom embrace austerity are sensible. Blandly sensible.

Sensible people are dull, austerity suits them. An era of austerity suits them. Because they embrace austerity.

The one pint drinkers.

The leave at 10pmers.

The bus users.

Austerity suits them because it brings the era to their level. A safe level. A coasting level.

A bland level.

It’s infectious this bland level. The playing field becomes more obstuse. The playing is rejected. Austere times do not permit playing.

A field remains. A barron land full of austurity, workers unwilling to sow seeds of playfulness, as the level is bland and austere.

The farmer likes this, everybody at the same level. No play, just work. Producing, bland sensible output, with no willing recourse.

Bland people are willing.

Fuck austerity,

The pitfalls of blogging.

Firstly, you’re essentially writing to yourself (hello me!) – as it is likely there will be little traffic.

Loutish started off well with a scoop relating to NoTW, however, various other blog posts which followed pretty much fell off the face of the internet.

Of course this is to be expected. It’s not like we’re fucking Stephen Fry.

We then started to take an easier route and post videos of virals, by taking advantage of other peoples work and popularity — and this blogs prowess in the search engines — thousands of people came to the site.

We could continue doing this – but what’s the point.

There isn’t any advertising, its uncouth. If I wanted pennies i’d sell my body.

So from now on, we shall go back to how we began. Just words – opinion, probably with a bit less swearing.

The swearing got a bit predictable.

Maybe, just maybe through well written articles we’ll reach out to people in other ways than a viral video of fenton.

There will be less categories – there needs to be a stronger identity and direction.

God Speed,