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Save the Hobbit!
13 years ago
It has just reached my (and Khyle's) attention that our favoritest pub in the whole of the world is presently under-fire by the 'lovely' people at The Saul Zaentz Company, due to the fact they recently realised that there is this wonderful little pub in Southampton, UK called The Hobbit. The Hobbit has been trading under this name, and serving their signature 'Hobbit cocktails' each named for different LotR characters, for longer than SZC has held the copyrights to the filming franchise.
Khyle has said it better than me in another forum we frequent, so I'm just going to quote his original post below. But for the sake of the most amazing little pub (and for anyone who disagrees with douches like this pissing on the little guys), sign and help save The Hobbit!
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Anyone who knows me IRL will know that my favourite pub in the world is a little place called The Hobbit on Bevois Road in Southampton. The atmosphere is awesome, the people who work and drink there are so laid-back and the drinks are mindbending (not to mention cheap). I have MANY wonderful memories (and many wonderful blurry moments) of spent/wasted time there. Mortis and Validus have joined Neco and myself for a good session there, so will both know what I'm talking about.
Sadly, I'm not making this post just to go on about how awesome this pub is. The Saul Zaentz Company - the bloodsuckers assigned to "watch over" interests related to Hollywood's Tolkien fad - have decided that after 23 years of trading (longer than the LOTR movies have existed for) the pub is to be sued for daring to use such a name.
This has pissed off a great many people and a campaign is now in full swing to save the pub from a fate worse than Gollum's.
I urge anyone who has been to the pub and indeed anyone who believes that these arseholes need to shove their legal beef up their arse to sign the petition to allow the pub to continue trading as it has done for decades. One of the people to have posted on the above-linked Facebook page said it WAY better than me, so I'll leave you with this:
"Sons of Portswood, of St Denys, my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails; when we forsake our pubs and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is NOT this day. An hour of wolves and petty lawyers when the age of freedom comes crashing down, but it is NOT this day. This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand Men of Southampton!"
Khyle has said it better than me in another forum we frequent, so I'm just going to quote his original post below. But for the sake of the most amazing little pub (and for anyone who disagrees with douches like this pissing on the little guys), sign and help save The Hobbit!
~*~
Anyone who knows me IRL will know that my favourite pub in the world is a little place called The Hobbit on Bevois Road in Southampton. The atmosphere is awesome, the people who work and drink there are so laid-back and the drinks are mindbending (not to mention cheap). I have MANY wonderful memories (and many wonderful blurry moments) of spent/wasted time there. Mortis and Validus have joined Neco and myself for a good session there, so will both know what I'm talking about.
Sadly, I'm not making this post just to go on about how awesome this pub is. The Saul Zaentz Company - the bloodsuckers assigned to "watch over" interests related to Hollywood's Tolkien fad - have decided that after 23 years of trading (longer than the LOTR movies have existed for) the pub is to be sued for daring to use such a name.
This has pissed off a great many people and a campaign is now in full swing to save the pub from a fate worse than Gollum's.
I urge anyone who has been to the pub and indeed anyone who believes that these arseholes need to shove their legal beef up their arse to sign the petition to allow the pub to continue trading as it has done for decades. One of the people to have posted on the above-linked Facebook page said it WAY better than me, so I'll leave you with this:
"Sons of Portswood, of St Denys, my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails; when we forsake our pubs and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is NOT this day. An hour of wolves and petty lawyers when the age of freedom comes crashing down, but it is NOT this day. This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand Men of Southampton!"
