Can fuck right off.
Sir Paul McCartney has turned his hand to rapping in an attempt to persuade people to sign up for meat-free Mondays.
It’s bad enough that he’s a proselyting veggie. But to rap, for fuck’s sake. That’s two reasons to stick two fingers up at the bastard. I’m eating meat tomorrow.
Please do it. We’ll send all these pledges to the politicians, and then they’ll do something about it.
Such as? Or does the vile cunt think that politicians should regulate our diets?
The mega-rich should not use their wealth to persuade the unwashed (as they perceive us) that they (the washed mega-rich) know what’s best for us.
Does he think that politicians should regulate out diets? Well the politicians think they should.
“The former Beatle, widely considered to be one of the greatest living songwriters………..”. What a load of bollocks. How can anyone compare McCartney’s offerings with those of Johnny Mercer or Irving Berlin? He may be one of the most prolific songwriters but one of the best, I don’t think so. Many of his songs only made it onto radio because of who he is rather than the quality of the song. When you form a band (Wings) and employ the other members, and say to them “I’ve just written a song called ‘Band On The Run’, tell me what you think.” Who, apart from those with a musical career death wish, would say it’s trite, repetetive, and immature? In the Beatle days, he needed Lennon to give his songs a bit of body. After the breakup, most of what he wrote was musical nursery rhymes (how many people have ‘The Frog Song’ on their playlist?).
The sad thing is, he has become a caricature of himself and doesn’t realise that his day in the sun is over, with younger, more talented, singer/songwriters coming up behind him (No, I am NOT including James Blunt).
Perhaps he should sit out his remaining days in gentle surroundings eating his veggie pies?
Errm, “living” being the operative word here, perhaps.
Anyhow, in his day, McCartney wrote a lot of really, really good songs. And some trash, but I doubt there are any songwriters who haven’t penned the odd duff one.
Doesn’t stop him being a dick for wanting to use government to force his peculiar beliefs on the rest of us though.
For Christ sake wasn’t he embarrassing enough when he married Heather bloody Mills, now he wants to do this. Jesus wept. Can’t he stay in the bloody States.
I’d say that his first wife’s longevity eating alfalfa burgers speaks volumes.