Discontent Provider

Join two wide-eyed innocents lost in an impenetrable forest of deceptions, half-truths, and particularly toxic toadstools composed of utter rat-shit bollocks as Foxy and Arkham ponder the murky motives, mixed messages, and marvels of mendacity that resulted in a Parliamentary freakout this week. Apparently, nothing anybody says means anything or matters in the slightest bit - rather liberating, eh what?

Some sort of techno-freak-out having wiped an episode from the face of the Earth, Foxy and Arkham were compelled to start the damned thing all over again - following a fearsome rage-frenzy, a consolatory bender, and a Titanic hangover, naturellement. As the subject of this week was the short-sighted idiocy and greed of people, however, it seems it's still relevant - the weekend having done nothing to render the citizenry any less cretinous and gullible.

Fresh and raring to go following a painful and enforced hiatus from our regular communion with their Podcast Pals, The Silver Fox and the Black and White Dog are back to cast some much-deserved aspersions upon a Prime Minister who seems determined to "throw" as much "shade" upon anyone other than his voter base as is possible. They also find time to make light of a life-threatening condition or two - but that's abso-bally-lutely cool, is it not? It's just a fucking joke, ain't it? 

A slew of technical troubles have delayed this episode - which is particularly unfortunate, as it makes the deliberately "spontaneous" opening even more stilted and unconvincing than it was intended to be... Nevertheless, even one day late, the chaps' distaste for media hacks attempting to co-opt the death of innocents and the bereavement of their loved ones still rings true.

This week sees the chaps frantically scrabbling around to find and reattach their dropped jaws (fortunately, each mandible was restored to its original face - though Arkham's jawline would have done wonders for Foxy's ageing profile) at the arrogance of a Prime Minister calling yet another Big, Super Important Press Conference to brag to the UK about getting a little bit closer to doing something so ridiculous that even he (according to some sources) is aware of its unmitigated and reprehensible fatuity.

This week, Foxy and Arkham consider the lessons we've already learned from the Post Office scandal: it turns out that despite a rare shaft of optimism, said lessons turn out to be as hard and unpleasant as every games class ever conducted by a shit-thick PE teacher wrestling with either divorce trauma or an unresolved crisis of sexual identity.

Back from the Brink of Eternity following more than a week of feverish, delirious ravings, Foxy and Arkham are back at the Happy Place in 2024 - and ready to start with the usual feverish delirious ravings. Today, they're taking a quick butcher's at the Leader Of the Opposition's attempt to set out his Electoral stall. Did he REALLY say that trickledown economics don't work - or was that just a flashback?

Not quite the thrilling and interactive live-streamed audio phenomenon for which many were hoping - but for all that, the chaps have some thoughts on the King's Speech to share with anyone inclined to emerge from their festive excesses long enough to listen to them. Would Buzz Lightyear be a better King than the one with which we're lumbered? Almost certainly. Come to think of it; even the little aliens from the Claw Machine could probably do more to uplift and inspire a Nation.

On their last visit to the Happy Place before the Big Day, Foxy and Arkham consider the decline in festive merriment and conclude that it's about as surprising as that present you found in a cupboard, opened, then carefully re-wrapped and received with feigned astonishment when you were a tiny tot. The Silver Fox also plunders his Santa's Sack of Song to unearth a Yuletide number from the past. He hopes you dig it - because he's going to use it every year from now on. It'll be as established a Christmas tradition as family arguments and chronic disappointment...

With one of the chaps trying to pretend they're not bitterly regretting their seasonal sartorial choices, podcasting's premier platonic power-pairing parse the public's politically-polarised post-mortem of THAT interview - and consider the possibility of doing something unprecedented in Discontent Provider's less-than-illustrious history. To have your say, email discontentprovider@gmx.co.uk OR post to @FoxyAndArkham on whatever that fucking imbecile is calling his fast-ebbing Last Stand for the freedom of crypto-Nazi weirdos.