Wheelie

Go and do one , you know you want to .

Selling Jesus

You kill me with your smelly fingers ,
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day,
And now you say you`re feeling guilty ,
Feeling guilty `cos your god was shining on your face ,
You go to church and light a candle ,
Then you`re blinded by the light from all the golden pews ,
The Devil`s snapping at your toes now ,
Because the Angels can`t be bothered to live up to you.


They`re selling Jesus again,
They`re selling Jesus again ,
They want your soul, money , blood and your votes,
They`re selling Jesus again ,
Selling love to you .

You`re buying this , you`re buying that now ,
You`re wishing all the money in the world belonged to you ,
You`re crucified upon your own cross now ,
You gave your money to the white men in the white limo ,
What kind of God is always man made ?
They made him up , then wrote a book to keep you on your knees ,
They get their theories from the same place ,
Then build a church if there`s some money left from lying on a beach.

They`re selling Jesus again.......
Selling love to you .






Picture courtesy of Sprung Hubs and Hardtales (see linkbar) , lyrics courtesy of Skunk Anansie .

1950

Couple of Cool Ones

Running Bear

I got an e.mail from Adam , at Bear Parts Co.
They have several really neat little tanks available , could be just what you need to make your bike build stand out .

http://bearpartsco.com/vintageparts.html

Bare Knucklehead

A little chat with my mum on Saturday revealed I have a (slightly) famous ancestor .
Tom Sayers , Brighton boy and Champion Bare Knuckle boxer .
Read the text I`ve copied , it never ceases to amaze me how tough people were in times gone by , we are all sissys now .






Tom Sayers (1826-1865)
Bare knuckle prize-fighter who fought for the first international boxing championship

Tom SayersThey called him ‘The Little Wonder’, and it was a title that he certainly earned. Tom Sayers, who stood only 5 feet 8 inches and weighed under 11 stone, was perhaps the last great bare knuckle boxing champion of England, holding the title from 1858 to 1860 and battling the American champion, John C. Heenan, for the championship of the world, the first time such an honour had been formally contested.

Born in Brighton, Sayers left school at 13, still illiterate, and became an apprentice bricklayer. He spent most of his 11-year career fighting men considerably bigger than himself, yet lost only one bout. Bricklaying built up his fists and The Little Wonder was renowned for his exceptionally sharp knuckles, a major advantage in the days before gloves became compulsory. Sayers’s first victory, on a muddy Wandsworth Common, was over an Irish navvy who stood 6’3”. The Little Wonder, fighting in bare feet, stayed with his opponent for two hours and 20 minutes until the mud clinging to the latter’s boots at last began to slow him down. He later defeated William Perry, ‘The Tipton Slasher’, to win the English heavyweight championship. Sayers’s match with Heenan, lasting well over two hours, was ruled a draw, though the American was left in a critical condition and spent two days recovering in a darkened room. Sayers’s backers then persuaded him to retire.

The champion’s private life was unhappy; his wife was unfaithful to him, bearing at least four children by a lover, and Sayers drank heavily to drown his sorrows after his retirement, ending his life a virtual alcoholic. Aristocratic patrons raised £3,000 for the champion and he lived on that small fortune until his death, from tuberculosis, at the age of only 39.