We all know that the boys and girls and dont-knows who attend St. Keir’s Convent are touched by the Holiness of the political Pope, Kweer Charmer, but I am sorry to have to say that one of the head girls has sinned.

I refer, of course tomouth Almighty, misandrist and comedian Jess Phillips. She appears to be mounting a campaign to rerun the 2009 “expenses” scandal, since she is tardy in declaring the enormous sums she “earns” for airing her little opinion sin the media, and even forgot the trifling amount of £1,500 for reading her “spontaneous” witticisms (carefully scripted of course) on the ancient TV music hall turn “Have I Got Horse Shit For You”.:

Daily Mail News Link

Considering how pious and pure “Mr. Rules” Starmer is, I wonder if he will be calling her into his vestry for a chat about taste, honesty, morals and decency. He has the little ones to consider – Yvette “Sugartits” Cooper, for example. We all want PixieBalls to grow up in a world of taste, deceny and compassion for the transbumders, and this doesn’t auger well. I wonder if anyone has looked at La Gob’s expenses of late? Jamrags on expenses?…. Well, Jess will be Jess.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs

Liz Pemberton, the Black Nursery Manager and the four Labour-run councils that employ them. Six cunts for the price of one. A bargain if ever there was…

Reading the link (behind a paywall, regrettably):

Telegraph News Link

…superheated my internal organs to the point that I was pissing plasma.

For those who can’t access the article, here are a few excerpts for your delectation:

– Councils have drafted in “Maoist” diversity consultants to “decolonise the mindsets” of nursery staff working with toddlers.

– At least four Labour-run major public sector authorities have worked with The Black Nursery Manager, a firm which runs Zoom diversity training sessions to explore the concept of race and culture with children under five.

– One of the consultancy’s two courses is titled “inclusion in role play for the under 5’s [sic]”, which gives nursery staff practical strategies they can “embed in order to work towards decolonising their mindsets before they decolonise the play spaces”.

– The decolonising course includes advice on “how to audit the dressing-up box” by avoiding racial stereotyping through pantomime costumes and others.

– The firm is run by Liz Pemberton, a former nursery manager, who tweeted last year under the Black Nursery Manager banner that she “hate[s] the regulatory body and the Government”, adding: “They’re all agents of white supremacy.”

– Ms Pemberton, from Birmingham, has written in guidance blogs that “white supremacy is woven into the fabric of how society is built” and said: “We live in a racist society.”

– The Black Nursery Manager’s Twitter account has criticised “how early the violence of whiteness starts” and claimed that “structural racism is upheld by local authorities and regulatory bodies in the decimation of Early Years settings with particular demographics across race and class that don’t ‘fit’”.

Question: If Britain is such a racist netherworld, how come thousands of unregistered dinghy vermin from every shithole under the sun are queueing up to be ferried to towns and cities near you by the Border Force and RNLI, and enabled by Priti Useless?

Another question: Why the fuck are the likes of Liz Pemberton allowed to drip poison into the ears of anyone within a million lightyears of education? Oh, I know: twisted and corrupt socialist councils! One of the many scourges of Western civilisation. That fat Jellyfish and the spineless retards that allegedly ‘govern’ this country need to get their shit into gear and sort this shit out, but I won’t hold my fucking breath.

Unless we want Liz Pemberton, the Black Nursery Manager and the four Labour-run councils that employ them skull-fucking future generations, then such cunts should be banned from being in the same county as any school, or in fact any human below retirement age.

Here’s the Black Nursery Manager’s website

:Black Nursery Manager.

Warning: superheated urine might result.

Nominated by: Cunty McCunt

Apparently today’s generation are not spending enough time talking about one of the most basic of human functions, namely menstruation. Odd that – you would expect the old love juice and whiffy pussy to be up there in the top ten of conversation starters but evidently no longer so.

In the light of which some Swedish outfit has launched a new product, a breakfast cereal called no, not Pussy Pops or Cunt Crunch but Period Crunch. This genius offering consists of cereal moulded in the form of the female reproductive organs and coloured with extract of raspberry juice and served with milk. It then dyes the milk a distinctive red. Very tasty.

Gynaecologist Dr Shree Datta:

“I look forward to Period Crunch kickstarting conversations”

Unfortunately early studies show that conversations about periods tend to dry up and lead to irrational and manic behaviour. I would recommend the old school approach of wanging me old cunt sniffer up there and breathing deeply and savouring the aroma.

For the younger and more callow cunter about to start upon the path of sexual enlightenment may I suggest the services of a working girl who will charge £30-£50 for the honour.

Further enlightenment here: Daily Mail News Link

Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke

(Enjoy your breakfast, cunters! – Day Admin)

I’ve no doubt ISAC may have to give this it’s own section.

So I sat through this misguided but well intended shit show.

Good mix of legends and effnic “who the fuck are they’s”

Half of Queen (the rock band – Day Admin) we okay.

Rod for some reason even though he has a massive back catalogue sang a Neil Diamond song.

Duran Duran, looking like the male equivalent “mutton dressed as lamb” and added some black woman who was shite.

It did liven up when Sam (I came second) and George (nice clean cut boy for now) came on.

Alicia Keys sang about New York.

The worst rendition of What a wonderful world I have ever heard by Celeste

Diversity (with lack of white members) decided that shite dancing wasn’t enough.

Craig (who) David, did something.

Elton didn’t even turn up.

Diana Ross who I’m sure had a giant baby walker under her dress wobbled her way through a few hits

That nasty condition Bocelli singing that Paul Potts song.

Greta Attenborough banging on about the planet…hmmm wonder where the diesel gennys were running this lot were hidden.

And Charlie boy doing the Mummy joke…..again.

I did take note that with the exception of the talent of Nile Rogers There didn’t appear to be one black person in the orchestra or the crowd watching !!

All in all it was full of cunts, made by cunts for cunts.

Nominated by: Halloween Cunthook

More Jubilee news brought to you by: Sick of it

Not so much a cunting but more of an observation of what is so wrong in what was once a great city.

All over the country including London there were parties, concerts and other events to celebrate the 70 years of Elizabeth II, it may not have been to everyone’s liking but whatever your opinion it is an historic milestone.

The idea of ‘people coming together’ yes right, was supposed to produce a feeling of community and common ground but to get to the thrust of this little story…..

At a Platinum Jubilee Party in East London, true to their gangsta style culture and soot was stabbed to death just to show that no matter what ‘culture’ will always be front and centre.

Diversity is Our Strength.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-61696541