Prime Minister Honey Monster’s Special Advisors

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The farce of No 10s ‘Special Advisors’.

We are reading about the exodus of these hugely talented people from Boris’s nursery.
What does it take to be a SPAD?
Experience of work and management?
Great political nous?
Qualifications in maths, economics or even fucking accountancy?
Nope.
It seems you have to be young, posh and probably a mate of his wife. And to like parties. A lot. Public school, Oxbridge and possibly a mickey mouse PPE degree helps.
You look at the shitshow that Boris presides over and think – no fucking wonder.

https://www.msn.com/en-gb/news/uknews/fifth-aide-quits-number-10-as-exodus-puts-johnson-on-the-ropes/ar-AATswhy?ocid=msedgntp

Nominated by Cuntstable Cuntbubble…

And seconded by Komodo…

Addendum, with ringing endorsement. The latest to leave is Elena Narozanski. Narozanski worked as a special adviser to the Prime Minister on women and equalities, the Department for Culture, Media and Sport, and extremism.
She also previously worked as a special adviser to Michael Gove when he was Secretary of State for Education, from 2010 to February 2011.
She is also a Cambridge graduate who worked as Entertainments Officer at the University Union according to Powerbase website.
Described by one toady as one of the most principled women the toady knows, Ms Narozanska is an associate of the lobbying company “Public First”:
https://powerbase.info/index.php/Public_First

Powerbase explains:
Public First is focused on ‘helping organisations change public policy and improve their reputations’ – in other words, persuading the public to support the interests of its corporate clients.

So that’s what SPADS do…

69 thoughts on “Prime Minister Honey Monster’s Special Advisors”

  1. It seems that very few ( if any ) of the appointments have any work related experience, or any experience for that matter in any practical situation. The country is fucked by a host of “babble People” with an alarming increase of asian presence.

    Boris needs no more advisors other than the poor fuckers who voted for him, and for his manifesto.

    On the subject matter of advisors, it is evident by their huge number and presence that Bojo is as thick as shite, and incapable of independent thought processes. Yep! That must be it. He’s thick .

    • Why does the name Allegra Stratton put me in mind of a shitty car, powered by a motor-mower engine?

      • You’re probably old enough to remember British Leyland.
        Builders of superior motor cars, such as the Austin Allegro 🤣

      • My dad, (who deserves an is a cunt site all to himself), used to call it the Austin Allegover!
        More like the Austin Allaggro!

  4. Most are appointed by Carrie as the right honourable gentlemen pointed out.

    Is it me or does Carries have that typical Monkey jaw and horsy teeth look that only posh people seem to have, fuelling my speculation that the rich just fuck each other, regardless of whether it’s kept in the famileeee of not.

    Reminds me of Tim nice but dim:

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NC0IJQ_s7No

  5. Boris Johnson is congenitally incapable of learning from his mistakes.

    One of his new appointees is ex BBC journalist Guto Harri (he’s Welsh) who recently came to my attention when he took the knee live on GBNews – clearly to the embarrassment of his black co-presenter:

    https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=aLrAzoj-Llk

    For this he was promptly sacked.

    Boris has appointed this cretin his Director of Communications.

    You couldn’t fucking make it up.

    • I remember seeing that knee bender Guto Harri.

      When BL commissioned the Allegro, which started the rot setting in, (unless it set in way before then), that is the moment that the rot set in with GB News.

      Like my fucking useless future son in law, Guto Harri is a disgrace to the male of the species.

  6. SpAds are not a new thing in UK politics, although numbers have been steadily increasing over decades. The current headcount is around 110 – up from forty odd in the 1990s under John Major. Thatcher didn’t like them but even she had a couple of dozen. Notably, and perhaps unsurprisingly, the numbers of these Westminster “also-rans” saw their first sharp increase with the Blair government to a high of around ninety, but fell back a little under Cameron.

    SpAds are unnecessarily expensive, unelected and relatively unaccountable – compared to “real” career civil servants, that is. They are also frequently unpleasant and arrogant narcissist bullies (eg Dominic Cummings) whose personal agendas are greatly at odds with any authentic public interest.

    A sound nomination.

  8. Theyre fucking miles and miles and miles away from the ordinary person. They’re so far away in fact they could come from Tibet.

    Yes we would have better more honest advisors if we went recruiting for them in Tibet.

    Is Sherpa Tenzing’s son looking for an opening I wonder?

    • Peter Hitchens called them the sort of people who take a briefcase to Tesco to do their shopping.

      I can imagine our dear old friend Spedding doing the same.

  9. These lockdown parties at No 10 must have been pretty tame to what Boris was used to with the Bullingdon Club at Oxford.

    No charades in hilarious blackface or toasts with goblets of peasants blood.

    I saw he has brought in Lynton Crosby as an advisor who by all accounts is a proper no-nonsense cunt.

    • Yes, theyre having to watch the pennies like the rest of us what with inflation.

      No sniffing lines of charlie of a rentboys puckered arse anymore.
      Just cheese and wine,
      And a Colin the caterpillar cake.

      Hard times all round 😁

      • The mention of puckered arseholes has put me right off my dried apricots and walnuts. 😁
        Evening, MNC 👍
        All right, pal ?

      • Alrite Jack!!

        Yeah, I’m ticketyboo cheers mate.
        Not keen on puckered arsehole at teatime?😁
        Youd never fit in the house of Lords Jack!!
        Puckered arseholes, morning noon an night those lot!!
        😂

      • Puckered and constantly leaking / dribbling. The dirty bastards.
        I bet the House of Frauds fucking stinks at the end of the day, especially in Summer.
        Pity the poor cleaners.
        Imagine applying for that job.
        ‘ No sense of smell not a compulsory requirement, but a definite advantage ‘
        They probably draw straws to clean Heselslime’s seat.
        The filthy cunt.

      • Yeah, like cleaning out the elephant pens at Chester Zoo.
        Hosing down the benches of shit an piss, skiddy undercrackers and soiled nappies.

        Bet the cleaners have seen some sights?!!
        Must have strong stomachs?
        Or noseblind.

  10. SPADS, along with PPE degrees, are another symptom of the professionalisation of politics. More often than not these SPADS are PPE graduates. And it shows – full of fancy ideas, none of which are practical. Politicians need real life experience and if they have to have advisors, they should be MP’s with similar practical experience who are also members of the Cabinet.

  11. MORE ADVISORS is the answer.

    Boris needs to employ more advisors who will advise him on which advisors to employ….

  12. I thought special advisors were a way of circumventing civil servants. When the cunts all think the same what’s the fucking point. Fucking Tory party. Corrupt cunts.

  14. Seems to me that the spads that they have are not up to the job. The image that I see is fuckwits dealing with the soft shit agenda that pervades our rotten society. There are serious problems slopping about just below the surface that require snuffing out … the rot has irreversibly set in requiring drastic surgery to save as much as is practically possible (which ain’t much) and the running sores need cauterising. As far as I’m concerned the poison has already destroyed the nation’s ability to resist.
    My phone does not stop ringing and my inbox is rammed with requests for advice and physical solutions to critical security related matters … it’s relentless and is getting worse as businesses starting back up.

  17. Unfortunately our prime minister, along with her husband Boris Johnson, needs SPADS to advise on the interior decor of the Downing Street flat and to bring her a cup of tea and Digestive biscuit in the morning. They are also useful for wiping the ass of Dillon the Dog.

  18. These SPADS are described as hugely talented, brilliant individuals by the sort of cunt who was on the same course at Oxbridge and now works in the media.

    Bunch of spastics. Not one would qualify for Starfleet Academy.

  19. Wasnt Dominic Cummings about getting ‘new voices’ in politics. No wonder he fucked off looking at the cyphers Boris has around him.

    • That Domino Cummings is a weird one isnt he?

      Dont mean hes got a pee do vibe, or the fact hes escaped from a hangar in Roswell.

      I mean his bunny boiler appetite for destruction against Boris.
      Dont get me wrong,
      Im enjoying it!

      But if that was me id of just stuck the nut on the cunt and forgotten about it.
      Lifes too short etc

      But Domino wont stop,
      Hes like a jilted bird or something.
      Clearly puddled.

      • Evening Ruff 👍

        Nice to see you back,
        This site needs you on here.
        A beacon of light and common sense in a dark and desolate place!😀😀

      • Back from Kielder Forest Sunday afternoon… had a bit of an epiphany there… all a bit shushi-shushi hush-hush… best say no more for now…

      • Long as your chipper an vertical dear boy 👍

        Looking forward to WW3?

        Im quite excited at the prospect of millennials being conscripted to be sent to the crimea.
        I keep breaking out in fits of evil laughter…🔥😂

      • Hello RTC, nice to see you back.

        Epiphany in a mushroom enhanced sense? Aliens? Religious? Mind boggles.

      • Evening Cuntologist, Miles.

        You’re too kind. Holiday a bit of a disaster as it happens. Our two man /woman /gender neutral tent blew away on the first day, had to take refuge in a hotel called Walwick Hall.

        Unable to access ISAC cos the hotel Wi-Fi blocked it for some inexplicable reason – same with Pornhub* strangely enough…

        Abundance of Hyphaloma Cyanescens in Kielder Forest.

        Be seeing you.

        * Other purveyors of online filth are available.

  20. They should got through a rigorous interview process by miners, doctors, truck drivers etc, to include tough questions like
    – ‘Do you know your arse from your elbow?’
    -‘If you take home ‘£2,000 a month in earnings and your rent is £600, how much will you have left over for other bills, and what are those other bills?’ Twats.

    • You would be lucky to get anything in London for £600 a week, well anywhere a SPAD would want to live.

    • Absolutely!
      I’d love to be the person who turns the thumb up!
      Or down, in which case the tiger pen.

  21. I’ve got to say, I am loving SPAD. I don’t know what it means, but it sounds like something a 13 year old would call another 13 year old.
    ” Oi, you’re a giant SPAD, you!”

  22. These advisers don’t use the law obviously. They use their life experience of being hurt. So much for democracy it goes multiple ways.

  24. The choice to make a difference, like has never been seen since the time of Oliver Cromwell, is available at the next General Election.
    It is my personal belief it will be the last chance we ever get.
    Because I fucking hate them, ALL of them, and I am determined to bring them ALL down, and short of revolution this is done at the ballot box.

    • SPAD.

      It sounds like an acronym for an STD.
      Or a spacker mojo type.
      Or a really crap game for the C64/ZX Spectrum.
      Or a prototype of the Sinclair C5 range.
      Or an enemy in some Gerry Anderson program.
      Or a line from Ghostbusters.
      “He’s an ugly little SPAD isn’t he?!”

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