The UK’s first LGBT business champion has pledged to build a bridge between the government and the LGBT community.
Apparently the government is nasty to the deviant community. Why this is I cant really fathom except that they haven’t banned ‘conversion therapy’ whatever the fuck that is. And I expect there is piss taking banter at work towards ‘ladies’ who look like Bernard Bresslaw. Which the government is doing fuck all about, the tranniephobic cunts.
I am sure this Prevert Czar will sort things out and these poor victims will be promoted/recompensed/beatified or whatever these degenerates think appropriate. And any chance for the rest of us to just get on with things will become employment hate crime. Once again, as with race, merit will go out the window.
On a serious note, the more these fucking alleged victims, of whatever hue or preference shriek on, the more marginalised they will end up. And that includes the chiggun folk.
And touching on a previous nomination, any employer taking these fuckers on is asking for grief
Nominated by: Cuntstable Cuntbubble
LGBT QXYZ straight to Unkle Terry. First time any of them have ever been straight anywhere I suspect.
Cunts one and all.
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“He told the BBC that the UK had “come a long way” on LGBT issues, but there was “still a lot of prejudice and discrimination out there”.
Yes, because you won’t shut the fuck up about it. What relevance does your desire to shag men up the shitter have to do with small businesses? What does “being yourself” mean for a LGBTQFMSMALPQ in a business environment?
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You can fucking bet there’s prejudice and it’s totally justified against these abnormal cunts that think the world should revolve around them.
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I meant to add that the ‘lot of discrimination’ is all one way and it’s against normal, straight, white British, particularly men.
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This sort of crap was happening in the London Borough of Brent (or Bent as it was known to us) back in the 80’s. An advert appeared in one of the papers offering positions as liasion officers to interact with the active gay community. The idea being that one would advise members of that community of the dangers of HIV 3 as it was called then and other nasty lurgi. From the advert one surmised that an up to date knowledge of the local gay scene and a knowledge of the public toilets that were frequented by “cottagers” and outside areas favoured by practitioners of the brown arts was required. the job was basically lurking in bogs, crawling around wooded parkland handing out packets of rubbers to devients and recording your exploits for future refernce. Funnily enough a very good friend of mine applied for one of the posts he went fucking mental when he received an invite to attend an interview ha ha.
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