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Friday, 7 November 2014

Day 1149 - Coincidentally

All is quiet in MorrisseysWorld, so it is a good time for a brief re-cap, and to once again remind anyone who is interested, why there can be no doubt whatsoever that Morrissey is behind both MorrisseysWorld and the Blue Rose Society. Here are the indisputable facts:

August 3rd 2011 - The MorrisseysWorld blog mentions that Morrissey and Boz watched the Justin Bieber film Never Say Never, and BBoorer posts a review of the film on IMDB.

August 8th 2011 - Morrissey comes on stage at the London Palladium and uses the EXACT words that Bieber uses in the film to open his concert, "Welcome to my world".

November 7th 2011 - The MorrisseysWorld blog posts a collage of pictures of famous people making 'OO' signs.

November 29th 2011 - Morrissey plays the Conan TV Show and at the end of the show, for no apparent reason, makes an 'OO' sign.

July 21st 2012 - The MorrisseysWorld blog predicts that Morrissey will appear with a blue rose smiling.

July 22nd 2012 - Morrissey wears a garish blue rose tie that doesn't match his shirt, and smiles as he receives the Key to City of Tel Aviv.

July 2012 - The MorrisseysWorld blog posts a collage of pictures with famous people tucking their hand inside their shirt in a masonic pose.

July 28th 2012 - Morrissey gives a speech on stage in Manchester about Manchester City Council, and places his hand inside his shirt in a masonic pose.

October 2012 - The MorrisseysWorld blog asks fans to take blue roses to Morrissey concerts.

October 10th 2012 - Morrissey accepts and wears a blue rose at Radio City Music Hall in New York.

January 9th 2013 (Daytime) - I write a blog entry in which I mention losing my toothbrush.

January 9th 2013 (Evening)- Morrissey comes on for the encore at Tilles Center Long Island and says, "I've been looking for someone to share my toothbrush with, which is why I came here."

March 2nd 2013 - Morrissey accepts and wears a blue rose at Hollywood High School.

May 8th 2014 - Morrissey leans into the audience at Santa Ana, plucks a blue rose and once again wears it.

People keep saying Morrissey isn't involved in either MorrisseysWorld or the Blue Rose Society, and they put all of the aforementioned actions down as 'coincidences' . There are dozens and dozens of other 'coincidences', which can be read and seen on the following websites:

How many 'coincidences' can there be before happenings can no longer be called 'coincidences'? The above events aren't fantasies, these things have ALL happened, and what is more, Morrissey REALLY has worn blue roses, which can only be interpreted one way.... he likes them.


  1. "There are no coincidences, only the illusion of coincidence."

  2. Thanks for this Rats. Its good to look back on events which have made our journey so special.

  3. “Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.”
    ― Emery Allen

  4. Good Re-Cap Rats, Thank you Come back soon xx

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    1. I should point out that I have not received an email from Morrissey since June.

      I will return to blog writing if anything happens in MorrisseysWorld.

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    3. No emails from Morrissey since June, but how about Twitter direct messages? You know, dear Rats, that stuff happens in the toilets of the Twitterdilly Arms.

    4. Methinks that the stuff that happens in the Twitterdilly Arms toilets ought to stay there.

  6. ok people, I am as you all know a little thick, but just what is a coincidence, I mean I don't get it.. coughs violently!!!

  7. must say colonel whiskers, loving the owl eyes.. who would have thought, moving pictures, my, mankind has come a long way.. hey anyone here the covered wagon get a mention the other day, goes off singing * three wheels on my wagon *

    1. HEAR.. I know council estate upbringing, apols


    *Shakespeare's Sister is playing in Morrissey's hotel suite on a 1980s cassette player as Morrissey thumbs through 'Autobiography,' Mikey sips Twinings Ceylon and Martin 'Boz' Boorer slaps his thigh rhythmically with a fulsome grin*

    Morrissey: "C***."

    Boz: *shakes his head tutting loudly*

    Morrissey: Is something the matter Boz?

    Boz: No, sir. I was just voicing my disquiet at the behaviour of the person in your autobiography, sir. I was just-

    Morrissey: -Which person?

    Boz: That one you're reading about, sire. You know, sir, the one you just called a cu-

    Morrissey: -You'll never guess what he's done now, Boz...

    Mikey: *elegantly brings the white polygonal Bone China cup towards his lips but does not sip*

    Boz: What's he done now to hurt you, sir? What's he done now to prove he has no credibility, sir? What's he done now to prove what a good for nothing plonker he is, sire?

    Morrissey: He's made *yet* (italics) another mistake in his judgment. Yet another...

    Boz: The c***...

    Mikey: *sips his tea and smiles sadly*

    Morrissey: Well that's what I said, Boz. A first rate c***. A senile QC. A pile of uneaten sandwiches. A *dreary* (italics) establishment yes-man. The only man in England who thinks Joyce was an equal partner in the Smiths. The only man in England who thinks the unending shrug of Joyce's court testimony represented a compelling case that Old Mozzer stole and pocketed his cash... The b******d is about as noble as a syphilitic c***.

    Boz: *nods energetically*

    Mikey: You use the present tense, but he's dead now, isn't he, Morr-ee-say?

    Morrissey: Who?

    Mikey: ... Judge Weeks, Morr-ee-say.

    Morrissey: Oh that c***.

  9. Do not post or even hint at this piece's location until the remainder is posted...


  10. segment two:

    Mikey: ... He certainly lacked taste, siding with the drummer, proving what a philistine he is... uhmm... *was*-

    Morrissey: -Abso-bloody-lutely!

    Boz: I had no idea he was from the middle east, Mikey.

    Mikey: Pardon, Boz?

    Boz: The poor fellow.... no wonder he looked so angry.... his home bulldozed by tanks.... children used as human shields.... bombs exploding all the time... the poor.... *rubbing his nose with a handkerchief* .... the poor fellow....

    Morrissey: There aren't many bombs exploding in Yeovil, Boz.

    Mikey: As for homes being bulldozed, one can't even install UPVC in some of those houses..

    Morrissey: *titters, juts out his jaw*

    Boz: I had no idea Yeovil was in Palestine, Mozzer. I thought it was in Wales.

    Morrissey: *giggles, slaps his cheek, rolls his eyes*

    Mikey: I must say you're taking that awful heckling rather well, Morr-ee-say...

    Boz: *awful* heckling, absolutely awful, Mikey. I almost kicked that man in the chin with my steel toe caps in Warsaw, Mikey. What that man said about Mozzer-

    Morrissey: -It wasn't *that man,* Boz.

    Boz: I know, sir. I didn't mean *that* man, I meant the other man...

    Morrissey: *nods*

    Boz:... When he made those remarks about you, sire... I almost walked straight over and headbutted him.... I thought about diving into the audience and aiming my forehead at his nose, sire... I was furious... I was fuming.... what an evil thing to say, sir, what a very nasty and cruel and really unkind and horrible thing to say... what a stupid c*** he was to say that about you, sir.... a man who's given so much.... to refer to your past like he did, sir.... well, it was....

    Mikey: Unforgiveable...

    Morrissey: Quite so, Mikey. To refer to one's past is a crime when one's present is so much more *fascinating.*

    Mikey: Terribly chauvinistic....

    Morrissey: *looks puzzled, smirks*

    Mikey: You look amused, Morr-ee-say. Is it something I said.... or didn't say?

    Morrissey: Tricks of the trade, old son: *enigmatic otherness factor.* Of course that old nonsense about chauvinism was just a smokescreen. The only thing worse than being talked about is....

    Boz: ... is being fat! *grins fulsomely*

    Morrissey: *licks his lips*

    Boz: I didn't mean you, sir. You're not fat, sir. Never have been, never will be, and even in 2009 you weren't that fat, sir, you were just well built, big boned.... you were-

    Morrissey: -shut up, Martin.

    Mikey: *strokes the back of his head*

    Morrissey: No, no, no. Tricks of the trade, Mikey, old friend. You see, what we *implied* about chauvinism wasn't the real reason I went off stage. I was actually annoyed when some c*** demanded a Smiths song, instead of one from one's latest masterpiece... That was the real human atrocity that night... I was disappointed in the extreme... rather like when all those chaps popped out to use the loos during that one from Years of Refusal that sounded a bit like.... Swallow On My Neck...

    Boz: Black Cloud, sir...

    Morrissey: Yes, Boz. And of course there was that tremendous documentary about punk on cable... I almost cancelled when I read the TV guide that morning... but I pushed myself to appear... yet when someone asked for a Smiths song, I was pushed over the edge by my own fans - and not for the first time. I realised quite how absurd it is to give oneself to one's fans... who incidentally give nothing whatsoever to me in return.... when frankly I'd rather be in the old Jacuzzi with a bottle of Bolly and John Lydon on the plasma screen....

    Mikey: ... But what we heard said, on youtube, Morr-ee-say... isn't that why you refused to play on?

    Morrissey: *laughs, shakes his head*

    Boz: *shakes his head furiously and laughs loudly*

  11. Segment three:

    Morrissey:*laughs* ... Ah, that was old Walter Ego. Those cruel, cruel words were orchestrated by Old Mozzer. When I give him the sign, he shouts abuse at me in a range of different disguises.... it's the old false flag operation, Mikey. 9/11 all over again. Walter Ego shouts abuse at me.... and this gives a certain *iconic* star the perfect window of opportunity to storm off stage.... plenty of free music press inches.... *enigmatic otherness factor* by the bucket-load.... moral authority in tact... and no more missed punk documentaries and episodes of Twin Peaks on the Horror Channel... Besides it's so much easier than ordering one's bassist to pretend to have highly infectious necrotising swine flu, or adult respiratory distress syndrome.

    Mikey: Ingenious.

    Morrissey: *Extraordinary,* I think you meant to say, Mikey.

    Boz: *Fascinating*...

    Morrissey: Poor choice of words, there, Boz. I think you'll find it was *extraordinary* and *mesmerizing* but not at all *fascinating*.... from *a certain angle,* old son..."

    Boz: How was the documentary, sir?

    Morrissey: Oh... it was awful. I switched it off. I almost wished I'd played on.... at least I don't have to pay to watch my fans watching me... the c***s at the hotel added £6 to one's bill for the pleasure of watching that piffling and poorly produced slice of pop history. It's an insult, actually. Then of course there will be refunds to pay out .. it's turned into a very expensive documentary. I wonder if I could sue the b******ds for financial damages...?

    Mikey: The documentary makers will probably have a team of legal eagles, Morr-ee-say. If they still exist.

    Morrissey: No, old son... I meant I wonder if I can sue my own fans... after all their turpitude and constant references to one's previous employment with the Smiths has been such a huge source of emotional distress for one and one's current *utterly mesmeric* band, is it any wonder one keeps traipsing off stage instead of playing on?

    Mikey: *smiles thinly*

    Morrissey... Had the c***s been a little more interested, of course... old Mozzer might have stayed around a little longer... and this financial disaster could have been averted. Still, refunds for the fans really are the way to go.

    Boz: Absolutely, sire. It shows you care about your fans' wellbeing and finances...

    Morrissey: Quite so, Boz. And of course most of the Poles can barely afford to eat without UK benefits, much less phone up a very expensive hotline to demand a refund or otherwise travel via bus or tram to a local ticket office... yes.... refunds are definitely the way to go... brownie points at v. little cost... it's not as easy as it looks, you know, this fame game...

    Mikey: *sips his tea, raises an eyebrow*

    Morrissey: I wonder if I should pop a little surprise in the set-list. How about that one from one's latest masterpiece that sounds a bit like Swallow On My Neck?

    Boz: *proudly* Black Cloud

    Morrissey: Martin, that's one last masterpiece. You *dreary* lump of... *tails off, deep in thought, looking pensive*

    Boz: Earth is the Loneliest Planet!

    Morrissey: Yes, yes, yes.

    Mikey: Would that really be a surprise?

    Morrissey: *laughs*

    Boz: *laughs too*

    Morrissey: London - I can't wait.

    Boz: Sir, how many times have you played Lon-

    Morrissey: -I'll show the b*****ds at London. Something will happen. *Something* will occur.

    Mikey: Is it time, Morr-ee-say?

    Morrissey: Yes, Mikey. It's time, old friend. It's time.

    this is segment three - part 1 can now be posted. all words included between asterices are to be italicized.


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