"Croeso i ddyfnderoedd fy isymwybod: Welcome to the depths of my subconscious. Shark Fishing in Wales is one man's odyssey to understand the land of his birth through anecdote, observation and reminiscence! By learning about his country, perhaps he can learn more about himself. A process of individuation which Carl Jung suggests we should all go through. Less assuming one nationhood and more working towards one nationhood before we become Independent." Daf Williams
Cymru/Wales: Bipolar Nation
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My second spoken word event in 4 days. I am turning from an anti-social moth into a social butterfly all in the name of 'Spoken W...
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As a Ffrinj Nutter who had a dalliance with the Welsh Nationalist Party/ Plaid Cymru/ The Party of Wales many, many years ago I was p...
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So what are we going to do about Exams and the Education system? Yes you! You and me, what are we going to do to change the Education ...
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I am an endomorph of the Ronnie Barker variety from the Class sketch above. At the moment I weigh in at 15 stone and at 5 foot seven and a h...
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http://www.stevieriks.net/ Conclusive evidence this morning on Page 7 of the National Newspaper of the West of England that Wales is ...
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I shouldn't really go there but the Shark Fisherman of Wales tends to go to places that others fear to tread. Anti-Semitism is the new P...
Tuesday 28 February 2017
Lladd Amser
Sunday 26 February 2017
God spoke English you know!
Wednesday 22 February 2017
Hwyl Fawr Mrs & Mr Chips
Principality from David Williams on Vimeo.
Monday 20 February 2017
Civil Unrest
You will take this post with the pinch of salt that you take all my other posts but here I am going to be proposing civil unrest. Civil unrest in the UK against the Right Wing and Fascism. We have been sleepwalking into Trump and Brexit and the longer and harder we enter their corridors and domains the harder it will be to extricate ourselves so the Shark Fisherman of Wales is advocating a rumble, a bit of mindless hooliganism or rather 'mindful opposition' The Tory toffs and the upper echelons of class ridden Britain have had centuries to work on how to keep the plebs down since the days of the Barons, almost as long as Islamic State has had to work out how to bring the hedonistic, Christian West to its knees so it can chop our heads off. The French Revolution and the Bolshevik Revolution got rid of injustice and I'm afraid giving us a choice every four years to elect left wing, right wing, liberal, green or nationalist numpties is not going to cut the mustard old chap. Obviously we don't want to upset the wheels of Capitalism because where the hell would we be without the Free Market Economy. Non-Cooperation might be a start. Refuse to pay your Council Tax and your Income Tax and we'll soon see things grind to a halt. Don't pay your TV licence, don't pay anything because it is only going towards the rewiring of Buckingham Palace which would make a bloody good Homeless Centre by the way. You know that we have started to enter a period of free fall. We are not far from chaos. It is inevitable.
Friday 17 February 2017
Gwobrau amgen Dewi Sant
Bu rhaid i'r Pysgotwr Siarcod cyfadde’ fod e braidd yn siomedig ei fod ddim wedi ei rhestru fel un a chyfle i ennill Gwobr Dewi Sant. Gwobrau Dewi Sant yw gwobrau cenedlaethol Cymru. Maent yn cydnabod gorchestion a chyfraniadau gwych pobl o bob cefndir. Dywedodd y Prif Weinidog 'CJ' "Nod Gwobrau Dewi Sant, sydd bellach yn eu pedwaredd flwyddyn, yw dathlu pobl sydd wedi mynd yr ail filltir i wneud gwahaniaeth i fywyd rhywun arall, sydd wedi goresgyn anawsterau neu wedi cyflawni rhywbeth ysbrydoledig". Well, faswn ni yn meddwl fod rhedeg a golygu'r rhacsyn blog yma am y pum mlynedd diwethaf neu fy 'Wenglish chwerthinllyd' yn cael ei ystyried ond na fe. Mewn ysbryd chwerwder a wenwynig dyma fi yn rhestru fy rhestr Gwobrau amgen Dewi Sant.
Yn gyntaf bu rhaid cynnwys yr ysgrifennydd gwladol y blaid Dorïaidd Alun 'Greasy Wop' Cairns. Y dyn sydd yn ysgrifennydd gwladol oherwydd ei fod yn siarad Cymraeg a'i fod yn Dori. Dyma'r dyn a aeth yn fyw ar BBC Question Time a honnodd fod aelodau o Blaid Cymru yn gwybod ble roedd y cyrff wedi ei chladdu, nudge nudge, wink wink.
Yn ail ac un sydd yn ffefryn i gael gwobr trwyn coch a revolving bow tie Dewi Sant ydy'r blaggard 'Neil Hamilton'. Dyn sydd yn rhedeg ar batteries ac sydd yn cael ei weithio'n 'remote control' gan ei wraig Christine Hamilton o'i phalas yn Wiltshire. Hi sydd yn arwain o dros y bont yn ei Range Rover ac i lawr i Langennech i fod yn rhan picket lein y 'Welsh Not'.
Yn drydydd yr Arglwydd annibynnol dros Fetws y Coed a Swallow Falls, yr ysgolhaig a diddanwr Merched y Wawr, Dafydd El. Dafydd diddums a gafodd ei anghofio gan weddill y blaid genedlaethol a oedd yn rhy brysur yn brwydro dros annibyniaeth i Gymru i gofio fod rhaid iddynt ei thrin o fel Arglwydd.
Yn bedwerydd yr anghynnes Alun Davies, y Llafurwr o Dredegar sydd wedi cael y top job gan CJ i wneud yn siŵr fod 'na miliwn o bobol yn gallu siarad y Gymraeg erbyn 2050. Well neb gwell i fwlio a bygwth pobol i ddysgu iaith. Pwy a ŵyr gyda’i sgiliau llithrig efallai fydd hyd yn oed o yn perswadio Jeremy Corbyn i siarad Cymraeg. Gair o gyngor i 'CJ' gan y Pysgotwr Siarcod gyda hwn fuasa 'Beware the Ides of March' gwboi.
Y pumed ac yr olaf ar fy rhestr wobrau amgen Dewi Sant fasa'r caws mawr ei hun 'CJ' boss ar yr hen Reggie Perrin. "I didn't get where I am today....... Mae Carwyn wedi bod yn Brif Weinidog arnom ni, y taeog Cymry ers.....Yawn! Mi fydd o yn seremoni rhyfedd achos mi fydd rhaid iddo dal fyny drych i gael rhoi bathodyn bach Dewi Sant ar ei lapel neu well fyth fydd rhaid i Alun 'anghynnes' Davies dal fyny'r drych iddo ef! "Mi rydych yn edrych yn swper CJ"
Os oes gyda chi enwebiadau am wobrau amgen Dewi Sant rhowch nhw lawr yn y blwch 'sylwadau' os gwelwch yn dda!
Monday 13 February 2017
Beggars & Buskers
Saturday 4 February 2017
Come on down to the Sycophant Special
Those of a certain vintage will remember the television programme 'Summertime Special'. Saturday nights had families across the Kingdom humming along to the theme song and introduced by Diddy David Hamilton who is now the public address announcer at Craven Cottage. The eponymous Ken Dodd, a real family favourite and his diddy men! Is this a blog about diddy things? No it's a post about a radio station that I find that I cannot stop listening to cos I like a bit of chat, a bit of banter. There is no radio station that caters to my musical tastes so I like to listen to people droning on in the background. Recently the radio station in question has given the leader of the purple meanies, the man that lies to you in the European Parliament his own show. While his best mate goes up and down in a golden lift trumping all over the place he has been reduced to an hour a night where a clutch of sycophants are lined up to say "Yes Sir Niggles, you are our Savior". I have noticed that since the Referendum vote in June 2016, that they have moved further to the right and they are really into Corbyn and Abbott bashing. The New Left does not appeal to their protectionist taste at all. They are owned by Global Radio, a British Company which in 2013 had a revenue of £219.5 million and an operating income of £37.1 million for the same year so hardly a company that you would think had Socialism as one of its core values. That this company can actually afford to pay Sir Niggles and Dame Hatey Hopkins on a Sunday says something about their budget and war chest. Since they started to broadcast to the whole of the Kingdom in 2014, their callers have directed a lot of their chagrin and criticism against anything that might threaten the royal family, namely the SNP and Corbyn Labour. The party that Sir Niggles used to be a leader of had a core support in the seaside resorts beloved of Great British Families in the seventies and eighties. There is a huge irony in that protectionist, sovereignty right wingers, Brexit pushing, "I've worked hard for my money" broadcasters get to inveigle their way like tape worms into the digestive systems of the populace. A populace that since the days of Upstairs Downstairs know exactly where their place is.
Friday 3 February 2017
Psychic Healer & Empath
The fact is, the poet does not want admiration, he wants to be believed.
— Jean Cocteau Quotes (@CocteauQuotes) September 21, 2020
Fruity old fruit bats
Hello my fruity old fruit bats! That is a term of endearment by the way. I thought I would treat you to a piece of prose rather than the b...
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