I write from the grand auld toon of Edinburgh, a place richly steeped in culture, history and legend. It boasts superb vistas, charming streets and gardens, fascinating sights, and pubs brimming with character in which to enjoy a refreshment, all offered in a genial atmosphere of hospitality.

It’s also a great place to sample traditional Scottish dishes, such as stovies, Arbroath smokies (delicious!), cullen skink, charachan, and Scotland’s greatest contribution to the culinary arts, the, er, deep fried Mars Bar.

Now the very notion of a deep fried Mars Bar has always struck me as dubious, but when in Rome… Anyway, while out and about, I chanced upon a chip shop advertising this strange yet exotic delicacy, and curiosity drew me in to make a purchase. It turns out that they can be bought on their own or as a ‘supper’; that’s with chips, add salt, vinegar or sauce to taste. Cleanse the palate afterwards with a can of Irn Bru, ‘your other national drink’.
What’s it actually like then? Well, it resembles a crispy turd. It has the consistency of chewing gum left on the bedpost overnight, and each bite settles on the stomach like a golf ball. The matter of how it tastes is something I’d prefer not to go in to; let’s just term it ‘rich’ and leave it at that.

All in all, I’d say that the deep fried Mars Bar is an acquired taste. Given that most of mine ended up in the nearest bin, it’s a taste that I for one am unlikely to acquire any time soon.
Scots have long been admired for their powers of invention, but let’s face it, it takes a mad as a box of frogs type of genius to come up with the idea of taking a confection made of chocolate, toffee and nougat, dipping it in batter, and tossing it into a deep fat fryer.
‘Here’s tae us. Wha’s like us? Few, an’ they’re a’ deid’. Yes, a good few of them after consuming this wannabe shit sandwich, I’d imagine. Land of the high endeavour all right, just not where deep fried Mars Bars are concerned, you barmy cunts.

Nominated by Ron Knee

— EMERGENCY CUNTING —

Emily Dawes. Union president of Southampton University.

This horrific-looking shitbeast is truly the pinnacle of shitcuntery.

This burnable cunt has taken to fucking Twitter (of course, what else for these socialist shitcunts) to bemoan the presence of the Rothenstein Mural at Southampton’s Highfield building – a work of art dedicated to all the students or academics who were conscripted/volunteered to serve in the First World War. The mural depicts, movingly, the unknown fallen collecting the degrees which they never had a chance to complete.

Enter stage left the terminal cancer of socialism. This deplorable fucking scumcunt has vowed to do everything to get rid of this historical work of art, and even threatened to ‘paint over’ this mural, purely because of the presence of – you guessed it – exclusively white men depicted within.

This is what happens when the twin nuclear strikes of modern, aggressive liberalism and University open-door policy collide; leaving a fallout of highly radioactive cuntitude which will take fucking decades to decontaminate, if ever. I firmly believe that such single-minded socialist extremism and repeated hatred of this country by whitebread fuckers like this would be very much quelled, if greedy Universities went back to admitting the brightest and the best, rather than any spotty fucker who can pay/borrow the fees.

Well, some comfort at least in that this toxic cunt is being hounded incessantly by right-thinking individuals and, seemingly, a large body of her fellow students. Hopefully the fallen students are nodding approvingly as this fucking pondlife gets her comeuppance in the form of national shame.

A special place in hell is reserved for this shitcunt. Though hopefully not before a lifetime of prospective employers Googling her name and discovering anew what a poisonous, treacherous fucking quisling she is to the core. You fucking arch cunt.

Nominated by The Empire Cunts Back

Emily Dawes, President of Southampton University Students Union deserves a nomination. She has recently been forced into a U-turn, after her call to have a war memorial at the university removed was met with much outrage. The memorial in question is a mural, which features a group of men in gowns looking on as a young soldier is awarded an honorary degree. It’s there to remember students from the university who were killed in the first world war. Dawes tweeted;

“Mark my words-we’re taking down the mural of White men in the Uni Senate room, even if I have to paint over it myself”.

She also tweeted;

“ONE OF THE WOMEN JUST SAID “it’s nearly armistice day so are we taking down this tapestry??” AND HOLY SHIT. FUCK YES. GRL PWR.”

The University and Student Union have both distanced themselves from this fuckwit’s comments, for which she has since published an apology. I’ll print it here and let you decide for yourselves whether she’s sincere;

“Firstly, and most importantly, I would like to apologise for the offense and upset I have caused with what I have said. I never meant the disrespect to anyone past, present and future. I had no intention of the tweet being taken literally, and upon reflection have realised how inappropriate it was.

My intention was to promote strong, female leadership and not the eradication and disrespect of history. I do not believe that to make progress in the future, we should look to erase the past.

Once again, I apologise for the offense and upset I have caused”.

Like I said, I’ll leave it for you decide whether or not her apology is sincere. In my opinion, it is not. Personally, I think it’s an attempt to cover her left wing arse after her tweets didn’t meet with the approval she was expecting. Especially considering that only a couple of weeks ago, Cambridge University SU hit the headlines after one snowflake cunt suggested that hold a remembrance of ‘victims of war’ around the world instead of marking a remembrance day which would see them having to acknowledge the sacrifice of thousands of young men and women for THEIR freedom. One lefty cunt even crossed out the words ‘Poppy’, ‘Remembrance Day’ and ‘British Servicemen’ from the minutes in red ink. If Dawes really DIDN’T want to cause offence or disrespect, why did she use the words ‘White men’ in her tweet. And why did she post her tweet so close to remembrance day?

Now, some people get angry if someone refuses to wear a poppy. Personally, I have no problem with it. And I say that as a forces veteran. To me, those men and women died for our freedom, that includes the freedom to decide whether or not you want to a poppy. If you don’t want to wear one, fine. BUT, you had better show the appropriate respect for our war dead, because, as I said, they died for US.

Dawes strikes me as one of those disrespectful, white poppy wearing pricks, who consider the wearing of a red poppy to be a glorification of war, rather than as a mark of respect to those who gave their own lives, so that we could live free. And the fact that she had to be told her tweets were offensive, shows that she doesn’t give about those who made the ultimate sacrifice, so that she could have the freedom to be the ignorant, left wing, snowflake cunt that she is.

Nominated by Quick Draw McGraw

Emergency cunting for a typical, over priveliged, authoritarian, stuck up, self righteous, lefty cunt called Emily Dawes…

Emily Dawes is president of the University of Southampton students’ union, a title that these days, guarantees unimaginable levels of cuntitude.

The deranged lefty cunt saw a painting in her university that commemorated university students that sacrificed everything for us in the great war.
The rest of us would admire the painting and contemplate the sacrifices made for us by generations that were 1000 times more selfless, heroic and competent that anything around these days.

Not Emily Dawes though.
This cunt tweeted: “Mark my words – we’re taking down the mural of white men in the uni Senate room, even if I have to paint over it myself.”

Well as you can imagine, everyone called her a cunt (us included) and told her to grow up and have some respect.
She then deleted the tweet and posted this:
“I never meant to disrespect anyone past, present and future”.
“I had no intention of the tweet being taken literally and upon reflection have realised how inappropriate it was.”
Ms Dawes said she intended to promote “strong female leadership and not the eradication and disrespect of history”.

BOLLOCKS.

For those that may be feeling sorry for her (Yea we’ve all done and said stupid things when we were young), I ask you to consider this:
If someone had written a tweet that disrespected Muslims or women, and then apologised, what would her reaction be?
“Oh that’s ok. As long as you’re sorry”???
No.
“FUCKING HANG THE CUNT!” Would probably be her reaction.

I’d hope that she’d get some kind of comeback and that she’d learn a hard lesson about not being a cunt, but I doubt it.
If she was on the right she’d be fucked. She’s a lefty though so I’m sure nothing will happen.
If anything it’ll probably help her. …Maybe she can hang out with halimo hussein (don’t even get me started on that cunt)…

Well at least we have ISAC…
All together now …. CCCUUUNNNTT!!

Nominated by Deploy the Sausage

UntiI today I had only anecdotal evidence to support the contention that universities have adopted a policy of admitting undeserving, illiterate students to satisfy the bean counters, who have taken over administration of our places of higher learning, in their pursuit of financial profit at the expense of academic excellence, thus transforming the universities into benchmarks of venality.

The direct supporting evidence I would like to place before you comes from the University of Southampton where one Ms Dawes issued an apology for her remarks about “white men” depicted in a mural at the University. Here is her apology:

“I would like to apologise for the offence and upset I have caused with what I have said. I never meant the disrespect to anyone past, present and future. I had no intention of the tweet being taken literally, and upon reflection have realised how inappropriate it was. My intention was to promote strong, female leadership and not the eradication and disrespect of history. I do not believe that to make progress in the future, we should look to erase the past.”

Ms Dawes, I understand, is a citizen of the United States of America, which stands as a mitigating fact, but she is attending a British university and I would have thought that British standards of literacy would apply. Clearly they do not and Ms Dawes is, prima facie, an ignorant, uneducated, illiterate, horse-faced, hairy armpit feminist Yank cunt.

I hope ISAC contributors have a wonderful time parsing the illiterates cunt’s apology for grammatical and syntactic errors.

Nominated by Fimbriations

And here’s another one from our old friend Dio

This gerbil-faced harpy has to be the world’s most opinionated and annoying individual. I was reminded of just how much I loathe the self-professed ‘lefty liberal, anti-racist, feminist Muslim’ as I browsed through ‘The i’ earlier, and was subjected to the latest Thoughts of Chairwoman Yasmin, this time on the subject of the iniquities of Empire.

Part of my hatred is purely subjective. I just want to smack her smug face. But what I really detest about the whining gobshite is her hypocrisy; A-B is ready enough to dish out a bit of rascism and misandry herself.

At the time of the Labour leadership contest, she wrote that ‘we don’t need another white man at the head of a political party’. Mmm. Try writing something like ‘we don’t need a Muslim as London Mayor’ and then wait to get shat on from a great height. On that subject, A-B opined that she didn’t want ‘an establishment figure’ as Mayor, referencing Sadiq Khan, David Lammy and Diane Abbott (!!) as ‘the children of migrants, who better reflect the world’s most diverse city, made by incomers’. What? Made by incomers?

During a discussion on jobs in 2008, she said of white men ‘don’t apply. it would be great if you just went away. White middle class men. We could just walk in’ (who’s this ‘we’ by the way?). When challenged as to whether this remark was rascist, A-B replied with a little sneer ‘of course!’. Anti-racist, my arse. The nasty cow once condemned white working class people as either too lazy or too expensive to compete in the era of multiculturalism… tax-paying immigrants past and present keep indolent British scroungers on their couches, drinking beer and watching tv’.

Naturally it was too much to hope that she’d keep her fat gob shut on the question of Europe and the referendum, and boy, has a torrent of diarrhoea spouted out. Referring to UKIP, she stated, in somewhat sinister fashion, that ‘the media has to be kind of controlled in terms of how much Farage gets to rule the airwaves. We should be very, very worried’. So there you have it. Little Ms Liberal calling for censorship against those who don’t share her views. I too think we should be very, very worried.

Ah but you see, ‘Farage et al cynically duped millions of voters and here we are, a mean, nasty, divided, vicious, boorish and deluded Britain’. There you go, fellow anti EU cunters. Another patronising cunt who thinks you’re too stupid to understand what you voted for. You should have listened when wise Auntie Yasmin told you what was good for you.

By now, some of you may be thinking well, if Britain is such an unattractive place for such a sensitive soul, why doesn’t she just fuck off back to Uganda? Sadly, A-B answered this very question in ‘The New European’ earlier this year. Stamping her little foot, she told us crossly ‘I will not be going back where I came from. Listen bigots, I will express my views freely as a columnist’. Listen bigots? As bigots go, it takes one to know one, doesn’t it, Yasmin?

Nominated by Ron Knee

For the last six months we have lost our loving little cuntrubber to the virtual world of Fortnite.

If you’ve haven’t heard of this brainwashing cunt of a computer game,your lucky because once your child presses play it’s game over.

It’s hard work to get little cuntrubber out of the house at the best of times, now it takes all the cunning of a cunning cunt to get the little cuntrubber to go for a sleep over at his cunt mates house.

In the end the plan was simple.

He took his Nintendo with him to his cunt mates house who also had a Nintendo, so they both had a great weekend sitting on his mates bed talking to each other through microphone, headphones staring at a screen playing Fortnite.

Talking to virtual friends who he doesn’t know in the world of the interweb is the way the world is going, which ain’t good.

You won’t catch me spending most of my life on line conversing with strangers.
Oh hold on a minute.?

Nominated by Twatakincuntrubber