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The 60 Watt boys, part three

Grow-your-own-new work version

The latest instalment of 60 Watt’s Austerity campaign.

I’m very fond of this execution.  But…it reminds me of my childhood.

Toiling in my father’s allotment for what?  I’ll tell you for what!   Broccoli.

Twenty frigging tons a year of broccoli.

I hated broccoli; it gave me the frickin’ boak.  We had broccoli stew, broccoli pasta, broccoli salad, boiled broccoli, roasted broccoli, summer broccoli, winter broccoli, spring broccoli, purple sprouting broccoli.  We even had Cubby bloody Broccoli.

We had broccoli salad, broccoli soup (that was OK I suppose), broccoli and eggs, broccoli and broccoli, raw broccoli, microwaved broccoli, broccoli tart, broccoli ice cream (actually I made that one up) and last but not least, leftover broccoli.

I HATED BROCCOLI.

This ad gives me nightmares.



New work

I’m really happy with this new campaign we’ve been working on at 60 Watt. It appears as full pages in The Scotsman and it really taps into the current zeitgeist (a good German word for a war inspired ad). We call it the “austerity campaign”. Hope you like them. Let me know what you think.

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The solution to the credit cruch?
March 14, 2009, 1:39 pm
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I saw this outside a church in Edinburgh last week.

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11.6p

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Time to ‘Fess up’ says Steven Heston.

Does he really think that sort of language will engage either institutional investors or yoof?

I don’t think so.

The reality is that RBS is a very sorry shadow of the institution it built over several hundred years and destroyed over several months.

Today’s share price (11.6p) is desperate.

I don’t say this from a selfish point of view, although no doubt my pension has suffered as a result. The people I fear for are the ordinary and loyal RBS Staff (and HBOS) who have put in a lifetime’s work as tellers, managers and general staff only to see their hard earned share bonuses evaporate like a saucer of water in a greenhouse.

A lot of very rich people need a very big kicking.

The main man from SFE was on Newsnight tonight putting a brave face on it all.

He really was lacking in credibility.

And Scotland plc?

No comment.



Wassup 2008.

Thanks to Will Atkinson for providing me with this gem.

Not only is this very funny and a genius pastiche but it is a very true take on our current zeitgeist (yeah I know but it’s the right word.)

For those of you who don’t remember the vernacular hogging original it was truly the talk of the water cooler in 2000.



the Brown Bounce

It’s really quite an extraordinary phenomenon this. Abject fiscal failure has placed Gordon Brown not in the political knacker’s yard but has driven something approaching the greatest comeback since Lazarus. And, unless you failed to register my paradox, I’ll repeat it.

It is failure that has been the catalyst for his success.

Any government that can double the national debt in six months to the highest level since 1946 when, let’s face it, we had a nation to rebuild, literally, and GROW their share of the popular vote must have some form of godlike genius about it. Some form of shamen on the frontline. A Ronaldo in attack.

Is this the Labour government you know?

Nope.

Or, is this a government in free fall, facing the weakest opposition in political history.

Yes.

Yes.

And thrice, yes.

That is exactly what we are talking about here.

Come on folks, could you honestly imagine an announcement at the Whitehouse press conference welcoming the Prime Minister of England (sorry Great Britain), as Mr David Cameron and not imagine, off camera, a bunch of snickering aids texting each other saying. “Who is he exactly? Is he, like, important?”

Gobstoppersooker, or whatever it is he does in that oral cavity, at least has the presence of ‘Brownism’. His shock haired apprentice must think “Poor old Davy C, if the poor sap ever gets in I know how he’ll feel.”

Salmond preens. Aloof. Concocting his latest ascerbism.

It is indeed rich political times in which we live.



Latest issue of the economist
October 14, 2008, 12:23 pm
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un-limbo’d

So, US congress reluctantly votes to bail out the world economy by getting tax payers to pay for Wall Street’s greed.

Meanwhile in the UK, the Labour party nationalises Bradford and Bingley witn taxpayers’ money.

Any thoughts on who lost out in all this greed?

Here’s a clue. It wasn’t anyone in the City or on Wall Street because lost jobs or otherwise, they’re all right Jack.



A total disaster for Scotland Plc

How is it possible to see any upside in the takeover, overnight, by Lloyds TSB of HBOS?

How is it possible to happen?

It’s a fucking total and utter calamity.

It’s of gargantuan proportions and I feel much more than sad about it: much more.

In fact I feel really, really angry. I will refer you to my POV about Lehman and their total fuckfest of Monday morning as evidence.

But it was an inevitability that something like this was going to happen, not necessarily to HBOS but to one of the big ones, because the whole shoddy, greedy, badly processed, managed, organised and risk-assesed fuckola was rank.

And, as soon as you dig down it was HBOS that was by far the most at risk as the UK’s biggest mortgage lender.

I don’t know the facts here, but we were all disgusted at mortgage mutiples of 5 and 6 were made available to the market (weren’t we – as middle class blog writer/readers?) and obviously HBOS, as market leader, had to be engaging in this behaviour: to protect its market share: not its business: its market share.

Come on guys.

Who cares a flying fuck about market share if it destroys margin and profit? Market share? Market fucking schmare. It’s vanity.

The outcome though has little or no upside for me. Alex Salmond has a real challenge on his hands. Yes, we all know that HBOS’ Scottish HO status was a Halifax sop, but people forget.

This is a serious fucking up of Scotland’s commercial status.

I’m really, really pissed off.

You should be too.

Oh yeah and the fact that the outcome is next door to a monoply.  “What fucking ever” says the Government.

Sheesh.

Is this Gordon Brown’s legacy coming back to bite him?  I think so.  And who’s left to explain it?  Alastair fucking Darling.  What a joke.