Hey Morrissey, shut the fuck up:
Singer Morrissey has waded into the controversy over the new Oxford animal research laboratory by warning those working on the site “we’ll get you“.
The singer used a concert at the city’s New Theatre on Thursday night to hit out at the £20 million biomedical research laboratory site currently under construction in South Parks Road.
He branded Oxford “the shame of England” for allowing the laboratory and told fans: “If you agree with vivisection, go and be vivisected upon yourself.”
The vegetarian former Smiths frontman and animal-rights activist, who is currently promoting a new album Ringleader Of The Tormentors, has long courted controversy.
In an interview with fanzine True to You earlier this year, he said he supported “the efforts of the Animal Rights Militia in England” and understood “why fur-farmers and so-called laboratory scientists are repaid with violence - it is because they deal in violence themselves and it’s the only language they understand“.
Please tell me you've never been vaccinated, my mopey Mancunian friend. In fact, you should probably eschew all medications, including aspirin and antibiotic salves, since maximum dosages for those were determined - that's right - by animal testing. Not only that, but just about every piece of medical equipment and procedure out there is in existence thanks to it as well. The comfort of your entire petulant existence is provided to you by the very experimentation you deride.
Animal-rights activists are, he said “usually very intelligent people who are forced to act because the law is shameful or amoral“.
Congratulation, posturing like that puts you on the same moral plane as the Army of God and Eric Rudolph. Stick with the topics you're most familiar with, Stephen, like Oscar Wilde, pomade, and men's fashion, and leave science to the scientists. A simple "thank you" for not having to die of smallpox wouldn't hurt, either.
And Johnny Marr was the heart and soul of the Smiths.
Yeah. Fuck 'em. Progenitors of the whole emo race. Like teenagers need an excuse to be mopey! Far better for them to be mopey to video-friendly British synth-pop and hair metal, like we had to.
At least the Smiths weren't punk. Buncha filthy wankers, couldn't play a melody with both eyes pumped full of heroin.
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You know what I say?
Fuck Morrisey. And fuck the Smiths too.