“Good afternoon. This is IsAC’s media correspondent Ron Knee reporting. As the great Jane Austen puts it, ‘it is a truth universally acknowledged that a z-list celebrity in possession of a tv show must be in want of an audience’. Never was this truer than in the case of perennial IsAC favourite Meghan, Duchess of Nutfux.

Now we can all agree that Markle has the personality of a coffin, is about as likeable as a dog turd, and as authentic as a nine bob note. But I’ll grant her one thing. She doesn’t lack persistence, even when it’s clearly the persistence of the increasingly desperate. This leads me to her latest effort, her seasonal special ‘With Love, Megan; Holiday Celebration’, which I’ve watched to spare fellow cunters the grief. You can thank me later.

So what’s this all about? Well, our delightful duchess has had a couple of ‘seasons’ with a sort of lifestyle guru show called ‘With Love, Meghan’. You know the drill. .It’s pretentiously billed as (get this) ‘a blend of how to’s and candid conversations with friends new and old. Meghan shares tips and tricks, and highlights how easy it can be to create beauty, even in the unexpected’ burble blah. Filming for the two ‘seasons’ took place in Spring of 2024, with the ‘special’ being tagged on as a sort of afterthought at the end, so it’s been on the shelf for a while.

Unsurprisingly the series bombed in the ratings, and the ‘special’ shares all the same problems which caused the failure. It’s biggest drawback is an utter lack of authenticity. It’s setting is domestic, kitchen and garden, and it’s implied that it’s in the Snarkles’ own house in Monteshitshow. Except that it’s not. It’s a rented property nearby. Then you’ve got the d-list guests who turn up in the show ( no Oprahs or Taylor Swifts), desperately awkward as they try to look as though they’re Markle’s buddies for the camera, or even that they give a fuck for anything other than the cheque they’ll collect to compensate for the embarrassment.

Worse is Markle’s utter tone deafness, as trills in that smarmy voice how the time of year is all about ‘the importance of family, finding time to connect to the people we love’. Yeah, like the father, brother, sister, first husband, and all the ‘friends’ she’s dumped as she social mountaineers her way upwards, not to mention her husband’s family of course. It’s all syrupy platitudes about ‘warmth and luuurve’, Meghan style.

Could things get any worse? Well yes. As the ‘special’ unfolds, we sink into a sea of banality as Megsie (and guests) lift the lid on the previously utterly unfathomable mysteries of Xmastime preparation, such as how to put the lights on your tree, and wrap a gift, and prepare a fucking salad (duh!). She even tells us how to season a turkey with er, salt and pepper, and manages to fuck even this up in the process by keeping her jewellery on, earning the disparaging nickname ‘Salmonella Sussex’ in the meeja. The final cringe comes when, in a flailing attempt to add a bit of panache, Harry turns up (‘I smell gumbo!’) and bizarrely, Migraine thanks him for coming, emphasising again that they’re not actually in their own house.

So to summarise; it’s as though someone in the production team has deliberately gone out of their way to make this effort as inauthentic, insincere and uninspiring as possible; a ratings car crash to give Nutfux the excuse they need to discontinue future funding of ‘With Love, Meghan’. And honestly, it’s so trite and contrived that it doesn’t even constitute a good hate watch, merely a guaranteed cure for insomnia.

I’ll leave the final judgement to that doyen of newspapers, our very own ‘Groaniad’, whose critic flamed it thus; ‘she’s back! Take as many anti-emetics as medically advisable, then assume the crash position’. Er, thanks Meghan, don’t call us, we’ll call you. This is Ron Knee, for IsAC, returning you to the studio”

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Nominated by : Ron Knee

The Theatre comedy musical is a cunt.

I couldn’t believe this shit. Which cunt thought that turning a sombre and delicate part of our combat history into a comedy musical was a good idea? Trivialising conduct by our WWII heroes is bad enough, but to turn this stroke of genius into comedy theatre is treason.
I readily admit I haven’t seen the cuntishness, nor do I intend to.

For those that don’t know what Operation Mincemeat was, it was an ingenious plan to fool the Axis by placing false documents suggesting a bogus invasion on a corpse, and floating him into pro German Spain. This deception drew men and material away from the real invasion site and saved many allied lives.

I thought the film Operation Mincemeat was a bloody insult too. A poor remake of the far superior original, The Man Who Never Was.

Most thespians are a bunch of gay twats, but these theatre morons are top of the cunting tree.

The fortunate Theatre

Duke of Cuntshire.

( or is it? )

Does anyone remember a news item regarding the proposal to bring 50 severely injured Gazan children, along with their immediate families, to the UK to be treated by the NHS?

I seem to remember comments on here about why here? What about other countries? In the interest of fairness, I did some quick research, and according to a BMJ article Italy, Spain, Norway, USA, UAE and Qatar are also offering medical treatment.

Then the story seem to die a death until I saw this BBC news item.

So, Prince William went to visit ” a number of children from Gaza receiving treatment in a NHS hospital”
The article goes on to say ” as of 21st November, 50 children are receiving treatment in surroundings that are safe and welcoming “. Of course, their families are with them, too.

Our NHS?

Kept that quiet, didn’t they?

As a footnote, has anyone else noticed that almost every BBC news report that mentions Palestine has the following two paragraphs tacked on to the end ?

“Israel launched a military operation in Gaza after Hamas-led militants based in the Palestinian territory attacked Israel on 7 October 2023, killing 1,200 people and abducting 251.
At least 70,100 people have been killed in Gaza since then, according to the territory’s Hamas-run health ministry. A ceasefire was called on 10 October”.

This was copied from an article about police arresting protesters two days ago, but is also attached, word for word , on the link.

Biased? Surely not?

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Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

Yet again this unelected slimy drunken heap of shit is trying to interfere with Brexit. Not content with being responsible for starting the 2003 Iraq war, which has destabilized the world (and caused mass immigration both legal and illegal into the UK) for over 20 years, the motherfucking pissartist is putting pressure on Kweer Starmer to “at least” take us back into the Customs Union (which means all those trade deals would have to be ripped up if the EU didn’t approve – those deals that were made by the previous government for which Kweer likes to take the credit), he wants us to go further and fully rejoin the Fourth Reich, which, though the shit-stain won’t say so, would mean joining the Euro.

Frankly Campbell had too much power when he was crawling round Blair’s arsehole, and we all know Rodney is as weak as a bullied ten year old schoolgirl, and would soon yield to pressure from the old soak.

It is high time Campbell went back to the gutter he crawled out of, with the piss stains on his tatty trousers and the smell of shit and vomit emanating from him, while he pours meths down his gullet. Why doesn’t Labour tell him to fuck off. They are in quite enough trouble without that twat. The one great advantage of Jeremy Corbyn as their leader was that Campbell and Mandy would never have got a look in. That is not the case with Starmer’s tribute band.

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Nominated by WC Boggs.