*Knock knock*
‘Who’s there?’
‘Stasi’
‘Stasi who?’
‘Ve vill ask ze qwestions…’
It’s an old ‘un but a good ‘un, and it never goes out of fashion. Cunters will no doubt recall the recent ‘WhatsApp’ scandal, when offensive comments posted by a number of Labour politicians led to the sacking of Health Minister Andrew Gwynne and the suspension of Oliver Ryan (MP for Burnley) and a number of councillors.
Enter a certain Mrs Helen Jones of Stockport, who called on Facebook for resignations on the part of those councillors involved. And guess what… Within 48 hours, she gets the proverbial knock on the door from Greater Manchester Plod, who ‘want a word’ about her comments. In a subsequent phone call, the lady learns from the fizz that a complaint has been made against her (the cops won’t say by whom; mmm…give me three guesses…).
Naturally Mrs Jones had committed no crime, and was simply engaging in legitimate comment on the disgraceful behaviour of those politicians involved. Unsurprisingly however, she felt intimidated by the police actions, and stated ‘it made me think I’d just best keep quiet for the rest of my life’.
No doubt the police would argue that they had a ‘duty’ to act as they did, but it will also come as no surprise that the actions of the scuffers have been branded a waste of time and resources in an area where so much crime goes uninvestigated and unsolved. It’s a view that’s hard to disagree with. A more disagreeable factor is consequence for free speech. Mrs Jones feels that she’s been leaned on by these pettyflogging plods, and when this starts to happen, we can fear that we are indeed on a slippery slope.
In her position I’d have told them to piss off and catch some proper criminals instead of wasting my time on what is no doubt classed by the hierarchy as a ‘non-crime incident’. Is this really what we pay our taxes for?
*Ding dong*
Oh hang on, there’s someone at the door…
Nominated by Ron Knee.
There was a time when you could easily spot a policeman.
Even when they were off duty.
Something about them.
Plain clothed police?
They were unconvincing.
You knew they were filth.
It’s more difficult now.
The one on the left looks like an accountant and his sidekick wouldn’t be out of place collecting trolleys at a supermarket.
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Above their respective pay grades Artful.
Afternoon all.
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From bitter experience I can assure you the GMP could not find their backsides even if allowed to use both hands and a map. When I was assaulted in the City Centre by two young people “of colour” I was told it was a civil matter not a criminal one. Like people who assault you will hand their cards? I wouldn’t trust any of them to sit the right way on a lavatory.
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A Civil matter, my arse, Mr Angry! You should make a Complaint about the Officer(s) who told you that!
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I agree, Angry.
After many times at both Old Trafford and Maine Road, I can tell you that GMP are inept incompetent cunts.
Mind you, there was the odd good one. There was a lady mounted copper who used to do the rounds at Old Trafford. She was actually rather tasty and a bit of a MILF Sort of school ma’am-ish, but sexy with it.
I remember saying to her on the Old Trafford forecourt, ‘Bloody Hell, your horse must be exhausted’. She replied with ‘You’d be knackered after two minutes between these legs, lad,
I woulldn’t have minded trying, I’ll tell you that.
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https://www.reddit.com/r/Capitalism/comments/tqtph6/george_orwells_1984_banned_in_high_schools/?rdt=47879
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On the matter of Stasi scum, that mincing heap of jelly Streeting is at it again.
He is now gunning for those with mental health problems.
Of course, when he says mental health, he means white and working class people.
The blacks and islamists will still be able to pull the mental health card every time they murder someone.
Just like those cunts Duncan Smith and that slag McVey, Streeting will target those who have genuine problems. I fully expect scores of suicides and deaths due to his jackbooting over the sick.
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That speccy geezer in the picture.
Looks like Corey Feldman in a fun mirror.
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He’s certainly enjoying his fifteen minutes of fame, that’s for sure.
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As Corey did with his Wacko Jacko (cough) association.
Shamone. Eee-Heee!
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Didn’t he get bummed off HIV riddled thespian Charlie Sheen?
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Them cunts are coppers look more like a pair of cunts that hang around the park toilets hunting
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