Monday, 30 November 2009
They really are over-egging how old and frail the Nazi War Criminal John Demjanjuk is.
I suspect that once he's been given a suspended sentence and 200 hours of litter-picking he'll suddenly perk up.
After all, worked for Ernest "Guinness" Saunders, Ronnie "Football Match!" Biggs and that Libyan bloke, didn't it?
Sunday, 29 November 2009
Saturday, 28 November 2009
It is very instructive how differently two women are being treated for their roles in the same illegality.
One is being prosecuted and faces up to 10 years in jail. She has also been sacked from her job.
The other has been handed a derisory fine considering her circumstances, and has been allowed to keep her job despite the fact that what she has done clearly demonstrates that she is unfit for the role.
That's NuLiebore for you. A political elite above the very laws they use to fuck over the rest of us.
Friday, 27 November 2009
I don't understand the problem.
Sure it is simple? Just charge fat bastards for the number of seats they actually take up, and if it's none too comfortable flying with an airline seat arm up the crack, then lose some weight you fat fuckers.
Either than or grease them and slide them into the cargo hold as excess baggage.
Baroness Morgan of Huyton, a former teacher, was one of Mr Blair’s closest political advisers between 1995 and 2005. She was involved with the planning of the Iraq war and acted as Mr Blair’s go-between with the trades unions.
She was given a peerage in 2001 and served for five months as a Cabinet Office minister before returning to Downing Street. She resigned after the 2005 election.
She then took on several lucrative directorships and advisory roles. She is paid £59,000 a year to sit on the board of Carphone Warehouse and £45,000 a year as a director of Southern Cross Healthcare, Britain’s largest private care home company.
She is also paid an estimated £25,000 to £30,000 a year to sit on Lloyds Pharmacy’s health care advisory panel, alongside Alan Milburn, the former Health Secretary.
The woman has done rather well for herself, dontcha think?
Thursday, 26 November 2009
Some bastard minor aristocrat steals £1.6 million quid from a charity, bankrupting it, and walks free from court.
Yet a school teacher who seduced a 15-year old boy get 32 months.
And a 15 year old who tried to rape a 11 year-old girl gets a referal order to go to a meeting or two.
Just three of many oddities in sentencing "policy" in the papers today.
Thanks, Jack! It was a crappy system, but you've managed to turn it into a complete basket case.
Gordoom Mcbrown, the Great Leader, Financial Genius, and Saviour Of The World is a lowdown cheating lying conniving Scottish Cunt of the worst sort.
However, the latest revelations about the Bank of England secretly propping up HBOS reveal a new and even more disgusting aspect to the Prime Mentalist.
He encouraged his so-called friend Sir Victor Blank, chairman of Lloyds Bank to buy HBOS even though he knew it was effectively bankrupt without the support of the BoE, and he kept fucking quiet about it even as the Lloyds shareholders (who were carefully NOT TOLD about the massive secret funding) saw the value of their shares plummet after the take-over went through and the shitfest in HBOS wrecked their bank.
Ha fucking Ha.
Wednesday, 25 November 2009
The Plod operation which had to be rushed because the fat twat Bob "Limo!" Quick waved the details at photographers in Downing Strasse was doomed as soon as The Great Leader (Unelected) got on the case and started bigging it up for headline opportunities.
The Curse of Jonah strikes again.
Why can't the cunt spend more time in Kirkcaldy?
Tuesday, 24 November 2009
Sir John "Buggins Turn" Chilcot, who was part of the Butler Whitewash, is busy getting the gallons and gallons of whitewash ready in advance of the Iraq War Cover-Up.
Despite being in it up to his glass-eye, McCavity will not be questioned, which makes a travesty of it as it was the Scotch Cunt whose penny-pinching ensured our troops were placed in harms way with as little as 5 fucking bullets and a pair of skis.
And witnesses will be granted immunity.
And the Freedom of Information Act will not apply.
Waste of fucking time and money having a fucking so-called inquiry.
Monday, 23 November 2009
This unelected apparatchik Baroness Ashton looks strangely like the caravan-dwelling horse-faced Margaret Beckett. Could it be that they are related?
Separated at birth, the ugly love children of some pairing so hideous that if it became common knowledge it would act as some form of contraceptive strong enough to overcome beer goggles and ensure a rapid fall in the birth rate.
Nurse !!!! The mind bleach, and quickly!!
Bit like the Police Complaints Farce, where bent or misguided or out of control plod are investigated and disciplined by their colleagues, MPs are supposedly held to account (when found fiddling their expenses or taking bribes or shagging their secretaries or paying rent boys to shit on them) by a panel of their peers.
Who of course, are whiter than white and pass the most rigorous scrutiny, and are therefore able to provide clear moral guidance and the most stringent of judgements in handing out severe sanctions to those found guilty of getting caught.
Sunday, 22 November 2009
"Last year, as the credit crunch bit, Mr Brown modestly went to the Suffolk seaside resort of Southwold and toured the Norfolk countryside.
And this summer it has been reported that he will head to the Lake District after a spell in the constituency.
It seems that the Magnificent Leader's fitness regime was as fake as his financial prudence, all a headline grabbing stunt and an obvious attempt to match up to the rather fit Cameron.
Mind you, it gave everyone a right fucking laugh looking at the photograph of the grey skinned puffing twat desperately tottering round looking every inch the heart-attack candidate.
Go on, Gordoom, prove you're really a jogger - and drop dead!
Saturday, 21 November 2009
Pity the poor folk of Cumbria today - not only have they to try and cope in the ongoing severe weather and the resulting floods, but McCavity has turned up in person to deliver his usual Curse.
Thank goodness I explored the Lake District when I was younger, and have some photographs of it to show my grandchildren should they ever wish to know what it was like before the Brown Blight made a wasteland of it.
Phil "Custard Face" Woolas, the useless glove-puppet notionally in charge of our borders should immediately issue instructions that Peruvians wanting to come to the UK should be fast-tracked.
It would save a small fortune for local authorities and for the NHS, even if fast-food outlets and super-markets saw a dip in their profits.
And it might negate the need for a couple of nuclear power stations....
Friday, 20 November 2009
"The Crown Prosecution Service has decided there is sufficient evidence and it is in the public interest to prosecute the Rt Hon Harriet Harman MP for the offences of driving without due care and attention and driving whilst using a handheld mobile telephone in relation to an incident on 3 July 2009.
"The Metropolitan police service provided papers to the CPS on 9 November 2009 which were reviewed by the special crime division in accordance with the Code for Crown Prosecutors. An MPS employee will now attend a magistrates court in order to obtain a summons to be served on Ms Harman."
This is amusing on many levels - not least because the mad bitch was Solicitor General when NuLiebore made using a mobile phone while driving illegal, one of their multitude of laws dictating what we can and can't do. Then there's her high-handed ignoring the law and driving away from the crash without providing the necessary information, typical of the political elite who think they are above the laws they pass to restrict the ordinary little people.
Thursday, 19 November 2009
Amazing, the MOD have come up with a new language, MOD-speak, in order to perpetrate whitewashes of cover-ups. Here are a few examples.
Murders at Deepcut Barracks = Suicides
Lack of basic equipment = non-contributory factors
Critical report = requiring a re-write under new and fairer rules
Completely Useless Cunt = Secretary of State for Defence
The Plod have passed six files of the most obvious expenses fiddling to the CPS for consideration about mounting prosecutions.
Don't be too surprised if the muppet Keir Starmer, Labour's apparatchik Director Of Public Prosecutions decides that there is insufficient evidence or that it would not be in the public interest to proceed to bringing charges. After all, pigs are tribal.
Wednesday, 18 November 2009
Do you recall how it was the charmless Ed Balls who was so keen to be Chancellor in the buggered-up reshuffle that he had cleared his desk and told his staff he was off to the Treasury, only to look even more like a puffed up twat when Darling unexpectedly grew a pair and told the dithering Brown he was staying put?
Now Balls has publically tried to bounce Darling into giving his department for ruining children's lives a big increase in funds when the government is desperately trying to avoid the Gnomes of Zurich down-rating Britain's Junk Bonds by trimming a few quid from Gordon's Client State Bribery Bill.
Oddly enough, Darling has effectively told Balls to fuck off. I'm sure that he is aware of how effectively Brown fucked over everyone and everything he disagreed with by cutting off the money when he was Chancellor. Like the Armed Forces, for example.
I'm sure Balls can look forward to the spending settlement when it comes.
Bit like Gordon is looking forward to the General Election.
Tuesday, 17 November 2009
Odd how quickly the story about the huge amounts that MOD civil servants get for being REMFs at nice safe base camps in Afghanistan - close on £50,000 for a six month suntan break - has fallen out of the mainstream media. And that money is IN ADDITION to their regular salaries, making a complete mockery of a squaddies basic.
Then of course, there's the £300 MILLION in bonuses paid to MOD civil servants in the 8 years of the Afghanistan conflict.
Strangely silent too, Postman Prat, who seems not to have a full understanding of the facts. Thick cunt.
Monday, 16 November 2009
Hmmm, seems everyone is tippy toeing round here and not actually daring to call a spade a spade.
Or words to that effect.
Is it because the bloke arrrested is Afro-Caribbean by any chance? And did all the politically correct bollocks prevent the plod from nicking him sooner?
So much for fucking multi-culturalism.
The Squeaker of the House of Commons inists that the Kelly Reforms should be adopted in full, even if it is "rough justice" for some MP's.
Of course, as a serial flipper and mega-claimer at the trough when just a mere MP himself, he now enjoys a vastly increased salary and pensions as Squeaker, along with a highly desirable and luxurious apartment on which fucking tons of tax-payers' money has been lavished - some £700,000 for Gorbals Mick's make-over, I believe, and now another £45,000 to satisfy Mrs Squeaker's demands. So he's got a well feathered nest, and can afford to say fuck you lot to the rest of them.
Hypocritical little cunt.
Saturday, 14 November 2009
Seems that the proposed reforms to the expenses regime mean that there's no longer enough gravy in the trough to suit Stephen Lyers Byers, whose wondrous 30 year career sucking at the public teat has encompassed such magnificent achievements as fucking up MG Rover by flogging it for fuck-all to the dodgy consortium, fucking up Railtrack and screwing the investors, and employing the fucking sensitive and caring Jo Moore, who at least knew when to bury bad news.
I wonder if he is going to repay the £125,000 he claimed in second home expenses for a residence owned outright by his partner?
Somehow, I suspect he'll get away with it, the fucking scrote.
Friday, 13 November 2009
It's a fucking difficult call to make, but I am veering towards awarding Alan "Postman Prat" Johnson the title of the stupidest cunt in the cabinet.
This thick bastard walked around in the rain and the snow for 19 fucking years shoving letters through letterboxes and shitting himself if a dog barked before it dawned on him that going full time as one of the brothers meant a nice warm dry office. He's the stupid cunt who thought that patients choosing to buy drugs that might keep them alive was likely to destroy the NHS. He thinks he knows better than real scientists the dangers of various drugs.
Now, as Home Secretary he insists he can't stop the extradition to the United States of some nerdy computer hacker despite advice to the contrary by independent m'learned friends and now even the fucking useless Home Affairs Select Committee.
And to top it all, although he has never ever served in the Armed Forces or set foot in the MOD, he tries to defend the indefensible bonuses paid to the penpushers and other REMFs by claiming that their jobs are as dangerous as serving in the frontline in Afghanistan.
Even among the bunch of talent-free wankers and has-beens in Gordon McDoom's cabinet of no-hopers, Alan Johnson stands tall as the stupidest cunt of them all.
The ludicrous porridge pigmies of impoverished Glasgow, which has been run for their own benefit by generations of dodgy Labour politicians, have voted for yet more of the same corrupt self-serving tribal servitude.
Not really surprising, just rather sad.
Thursday, 12 November 2009
Well, what a fucking surprise this isn't. The feather-bedded BBC, whose fucking crap programmes are interspersed with more bleeding adverts than the supposedly commercial channels (only difference is that they are all for other BBC-related money-spinners, like books and exhibitions, and other fucking programmes) and yet tax every cunt with a TV whether they watch the fucking BBC or not, are mega-troughers in terms of expenses.
They make our corrupt and sleaze-ridden politicians look like fucking amateurs when it comes to getting the snout in deep.
No fucking wonder that their "journalists" give the politicians such an easy ride.
You have to give the mad bitch points for perseverance and persistence.
Her new plan is to set up a council of powerful wimmin to put the world to rights and end the evil domination of men who are oppressing and dissing the sisterhood.
Invited to the Harpie Council are:
Hariet Harperson ( Chairgirl)
Hilary Clinton (Cowgirl)
Angela Merkel (Oldgirl)
Joan of Arc
The Duchess of Bracknell
She apparently would welcome more nominations, feel free!
Wednesday, 11 November 2009
We must be suitably grateful to Stephen Lyers-Byers, for his efforts over Railtrack, and to John Two Slags Prescott, the Mouth of The Humber, for his wondrous stewardship of the much vaunted Joined Up Transport Policy, the fruits of which are now plain for all to see.
Rail fares are fucking astronomical.
Over a THOUSAND QUID to get from Cornwall to Skye!
And Network Rail have hired luxury coaches to take 200 staff from their Reading HQ on some time wasting jolly to fucking Coventry (of all places, for fuck's sake!) saving themselves something like £24,600 on the cost of rail travel.
Never mind the nonsense of travelling anyway in these days of video conferencing, I'm sure there are venues in the Reading area they could have used, or even perhaps their own fucking staff canteen? Never mind the fucking carbon footprint bollocks.
Next cunt who tries to tell me I should be using public fucking transport is likely to get told to procreate and travel.
Would you trust this man? If so, how far? Could he be depended upon to look after a recorded delivery letter? Could you trust him not to breach your confidence by having your resignation splashed all over the BBC-Pravda News while you were still on the train trying to get home? Would you trust him to tell the truth? Can you imagine him being any more honest than Bliar and Broon as Prime Minister? Would he take decisions in the interests of the country, or for his own narrow political and personal benefit?
Personally I wouldn't trust him to sit the right way round on a lavatory!
What the fuckety fucking fuck has been going on at the useless Ofsted, "led" by the quangocrat wife of thieving politician Tom McNumpty, Christine Gilbert?
Their "mistakes" in trying to suppress evidence are likely to hand the harridan Shoesmith a fucking victory on technical grounds in her case for unfair fucking dismissal!
"We have nothing to hide" they say, after months of hiding things from the legal team representing Shoesmith, only to roll over under the FoI (bet the politicians regret passing that one!).
Heads must roll for this.
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
Jack "The Slippery Weasel" Straw, the most untrustworthy cunt amongst a right shifty bunch of cunts has succeeded in getting his secret inquests throughthe Commons, although hardly any of the so called mainstream media seem to be reporting it.
No, the Prime Mentalist's pathetic hand writing and crass stupidity over sending out a letter full of mistakes is much more newsworthy.
If the Lords don't throw this out, the police will be able to shoot you without even the faint embarrassment of having to explain themselves to a public inquest.
Monday, 9 November 2009
Here's a lovely little vignette of Bliar's Britain.
This fucking slag is pregnant with a third bastard, thereby ensuring that we pay her fucking loads and loads of benefits, including free fucking housing.
And she has just escaped with a slapped wrist after setting fire to her council house and claiming it was yobs so she could get another council house closer to her mother.
No wonder she's fucking grinning, she got one two doors down from her Mum. Who must be so fucking proud.
How many more scrotes will she bang out to become the next problem generation?
The Dwarf-Emperor of France, Nicolas Napoleon Sarkozy 1st is busily re-writing history to properly reflect his role in all of the important events of the last few centuries.
He it was who struck the first few pick axe blows to bring down the Berlin Wall.
It was Sarkozy who accepted the surrender by Adolf Hitler on a previous flying visit to Berlin.
Sarkozy happened to be on a surfing holiday in Hawaii in 1942 and rescued General Macarthur from the wreckage of Pearl Harbour.
It was Sarkozy who really rescued Private Ryan, but gallantly refused to claim the glory.
Sarkozy risked everything to row single handled across the Channel to bring Winston Churchill the Enigma machine he had stolen from Himmler.
Oh, and he invented the Internet and told Steve Jobs how to make a better computer.
What the fuck would we have done without the little chap?
Seems that the cost of Bliar's cowardly handing back of Thatcher's rebate will be some £9.3 BILLION by 2013. And of course, it's fucking ongoing.
If I were at all cynical I'd think it was a bribe to try and ensure he'd be installed as President of the EUSSR. The treacherous fucking cunt.
He must be furious that Gordon's support has scuppered his chances.
Saturday, 7 November 2009
Do you think that The Great Saviour OF The World, Our Unelected Prime Mentalist, who bestrides the world stage like a ghastly shuffling zombie with piss-stained trousers realised the consequences of his cowardice over Lisbon?
It means he'll lose his place at the top table at the IMF. And at the World Bank. And there'll be no more G8 or G20 struttings for poor Gordoom. He and the poisonous dwarf Sarkozy and the housefrau Merkel and Signor Sleaze Berlusconi will all become redundant, replaced by some completely unknown compromise candidate from Benelux with a name like Van der Wanker.
However, his support for Presidente Bliar has practically ensured the elevation of the banana waving gurning twat Millipede Senior to EUSSR High Representative, so he'll be able to watch the little alien strutting about on his television back in Kirkaldy in his forced retirement and reflect on how he completely fucked up everything he touched.
Are all the "noble peers" as bent as safety-pins?
Seems you can hardly look at a newspaper (online, fucked if I'm buying any of them!) without there being yet another fucking trough-pig in ermine caught stealing in one way or another. There are so many of them using the "little house in the country" dodge that I suspect it's listed in the Idiot guide to the House Of Lords given to them when they first turn up.
Just look at the fucking poverty dripping of this pair of cunts! Nice house in Clapham bought outright with no mortgage in the 90's for half a million, and he claims to be fucking poverty-stricken? I hope there's a few lamp-posts on his fashionable street...
Friday, 6 November 2009
Well, what a surprise. The Met, that amazing bastion of political correctness and legalised killing has been caught out trying to whitewash it's photo library of any photographs showing it's minions trying to hide or even not wearing their identity numbers.
Then of course someone leaked the instruction to the media, and they tried to whitewash the whitewash.
Thursday, 5 November 2009
How the fuck much longer that that litte wanker Phil Woolas continue to claim a ministerial salary whilst being such a tit?
Only in this McCavity Government of the talentless and incompetent could he possibly survive.
He is currently under fire (though sadly not from the Parachute Regiment!) for claiming that the troops in Afghanistan are helping to keep the immigration problem under control.
Fucking idiot - if that was the idea, he should get Bob Jobsworth to send a platoon to Calais with enough ammo to make areal difference.
Tuesday, 3 November 2009
Making a fucking mountain out of a molehill, some uppity mouthy gobshite has been stupid enough to take so much offence over fuck all that he's passed up a free meal and a bottle of champagne in pursuit of another apology over absolutely fuck-all.
I suppose he's going to avoid going to the MOBO gigs?
I bet he's got a whole shelf full of CDs with the word "BLACK" on them somewhere as a descriptive adjective. Gonna burn them all, are you? Like fuck.
Going to walk out is disgust at a Chris Rock comedy gig? Or throw a strop at Lenny Henry? Complain to the rozzers about the Association of Black Plod?
Monday, 2 November 2009
"Education, Education, Education!" declared Tony Bliar, the "honest chap" who should be in the Hague being tried for war crimes. And his disgusting regime certainly have made a fucking right mess of it.
So much so that the few half-way decent state schools are over-subscribed, and parents desperate to try and get some semblance of an education for their children are obviously going to do what they can to achieve this. Not everyone can afford to go private. Tony Bliar cheated to get his kids into decent schools, as did many of his NuLiebore colleagues, the fucking hypocrites.
But now that charming fat smarmy cunt Ed "Blinky" Balls has decided that such behaviour is not just wrong, it should be regarded as criminal.
They just can't see how they are alienating anyone with aspirations for their children. Political oblivion awaits them, the sooner the better.
In a desperate attempt to add a bit of intellectual rigour and moral fibre to his pathetic Government of third-raters, has-beens, charlatans and fiddlers, the Great Unelected Leader has
hired some new "GOATS".
Apparently the agency he used misunderstood what the One Eyed Bogey Muncher said. Perhaps his mouth was full of Kitkat or some other undeclared chocolate biscuit, or possibly his accent got in the way. The Penguin understands the Man WithThe Moral Compass wanted some ordinary decent village people...
Anyway, they can't be any worse than he's already got.
Lt. Colonel Rupert Thorneloe, the most senior ranked casualty in Afghanistan, in dispatches to his superior officers on June 5 2010 ; words to the effect that British troops would die because they were being forced to travel by road instead of by air, making them easy targets for the Taliban. Dead 3 weeks later due to being blown to pieces in a roadside improvided explosive device.
Gordon Brown, in Parliament 22nd July 2010.
'It is completely wrong to say that the loss of lives has been caused by the absence of helicopters.'
Fucking lying cunt. No wonder he won't go and meet the coffins.
Sunday, 1 November 2009
Oh dear! It seems that as some sort of sick consolation prize for Tony "War Crimes" Bliar not being annointed as the President Of the EUSSR they are going to give the High Representative non-job to Millipede Senior, the gurning banana waving lightweight whose ambitions for leading NuLiebore are not matched by his courage.
I'm sure that all those senior foreign politicians and dignitaries that Banana Boy has upset in his time as the worst Foreign Secretary in living memory will be really delighted.
I'm sure it will help the EUSSR in future dealings with them. Just like a good fuck helps virginity.
Most feeble excuse yet trotted out in defence of fiddling expenses is by the veteran trougher Lord Morris of Manchester.
None of his neighbours at his so-called "main residence" in Salford have ever seen the old cunt because he hides at the back of the house.
Right, like it's a two up two down terrace, so half the house is out of bounds to avoid being seen by the locals?