Germany

I would like to nominate Germany/Germans for a massive cunting

Opening with an excellent article written by Simon Heffer (Telegraph) in May 2016

Chancellor Merkel has ensured her country prospers while others suffer.
The arsenal of fear must almost be nearly exhausted. Those daring to vote to leave the EU will inflict on Britain collapsing house prices (according to George Osborne and Christine Lagarde of the IMF, who should worry about the EU’s unemployment-soaked economies); a “technical” recession (Mark Carney, a “technical” Irish-Canadian with a long record of error, who for this disgraceful political interference should be kicked back to Ottawa); and, of course, the Third World War (Mr Cameron). It’s clearly a Corporal Jones moment for the Remainers, though any cries of “don’t panic” come far too late: they are manifestly drowning in it.

“What must we fear if we stay? Not merely relentless uncontrolled immigration (and the lies told about it), putting such burdens on our schools, hospitals and infrastructure that UK citizens suffer, but the inevitability of our nation’s destiny being increasingly subject to the wishes of foreigners whom we don’t elect. I am not talking about the amorphous idea of “Brussels”: I’m talking about Germany.

Five years ago I wrote a piece referring to the control Angela Merkel exerted over Europe as “the Fourth Reich”. I was accused of a horrible breach of taste. However, when one looks at German power today one realises that she had hardly even started. The key to German success is this: it participates in a weak currency (whose value would collapse without it) enabling its exports to sell far more cheaply than had it retained the Deutschmark. Therefore, it continues to grow in economic strength relative to its partners (including us) but especially those in the Eurozone, notably France and Italy, who would benefit greatly from restoring the Franc and the Lira.

Any net exporter in the EU (which we are most certainly not) also benefits hugely from the vast and incomprehensible welter of EU regulations on products and employment law, which keep external competitors at arm’s length and pile costs on them if they wish access to the single market.

Germany is so rich, and getting richer at the expense not least of its partners that it can afford to pretend globalisation isn’t happening. We are not so fortunate, and leaving the EU to avoid all these regulations and take proper advantage of the wider world is not the least reason why we must vote to get out.

Dr Savvas Savouri (chief economist at the leading investment business Toscafund) points out that if we stay in the EU there will be huge costs for us from all this chaos, despite being out of the Eurozone. “Having renewed our vows to remain in the EU ‘through sickness and in health’ we will be required to contribute to funding the fiscal efforts being applied to our ever more sickly EU partners,” he writes. The costs will be huge, and once we have committed ourselves to remain we will be forced to join the communal effort to save ailing partners.

He also argues that such a wave of economic hardship will propel more impoverished Europeans across open borders into the UK: and don’t forget what Iain Duncan Smith disclosed last week, that Mr Cameron deleted a passage about controlling immigration from a speech he made because he was told it would upset the Germans. That is the reality of our relationship with the EU: if we choose to stay in, the Germans will ensure that we become ever more obedient to their policies – so stand by for their next project, Turkey’s admission to the EU, and all that would entail.

It was not just deeply offensive, but ironic, that Mr Cameron should last week have evoked the idea of another world war in his latest intelligence-insulting act of hysteria aimed at making us vote to stay in the EU. It is not just that our fathers and grandfathers fought in two world wars to allow Britain the right to continue to rule itself, rather than to be ruled by Germans: Mr Cameron plainly won’t admit that German domination of the EU means it has conquered without war, and signing up to the EU is signing up to the Fourth Reich.

Ask the Greeks if you think I exaggerate: Germany runs Europe without firing a shot. It forces far weaker partners to stay in a currency zone that is crippling them, and uses its economic muscle to dictate immigration and other key policies. And if you believe the Germans won’t take a UK vote to stay in as a signal to continue and intensify their control over the EU, and to make us help pay for its baleful effects, then you aren’t paying attention.

It’s not war we should fear, but what the Germans do in peace.

If this is not already enough I would like to add the following for your kind consideration:

Angela Merkel (again), for being a deranged lunatic strutting round in her frumpy outfits, continuing to spout utter fucking nonsense like some fucking guru and persevering with her ridiculous immigration policy for well over two years since the above article was written, and for the untold misery and death this has caused for the immigrants risking everything to get into mainland Europe and the countries they infest once they arrive.

Angela Merkel (again, and again) for plotting to replace Jean Claude Juncker in EU’s top role with a German. The successful appointee will be undoubtedly ably supported by Martin Selmayr (another German).

Martin Schultz.

Historians tell us Germany was the prime instigator of WW1 in which the total number of military and civilian casualties was around 40 million.

Historians tell us Germany was the prime instigator of WW2 in which somewhere between an estimated 70 million and 85 million people worldwide (or approximately 3% of the world’s population) died.

The USSR are portrayed as being the bad guys of Europe, however they fought alongside the British in both first and second world wars, against the Germans.

For people like Hitler, Himmler, Goring, Goebbels, Bormann, Hess, and for the horror that went on in the German concentration camps.

Germans, smug, arrogant, nasty bullies, who take what they want, either by force or by stealth.

In 2018, Germany (which as we all know is a hugely successful and very rich country) was unable to pay to NATO the full 2% of GDP contribution required, managing only just over 1%.

German music is shit (although I do know one ISAC used to fancy Nena, 99 Red Balloons).

German food is shit.

German wine is shit.

German comedy is not funny.

Some Germans wear strange leather trousers.

Germans do not get on with the Dutch (who are probably the nicest people I have had dealings with in Europe). One of my former colleagues once told me, that as a Dutchman, the biggest insult you could give him was to call him German.

They lie about their exhaust emissions in the cars that they sell.

Since 1966 they have beaten us at football in virtually every important match (2001 was a friendly), often on penalties.

German porn and beer “ist gut” but that’s about it.

Have I missed anything?

Nominated by Herr Villie Stroker

IT Glitches

The corporate cunts who run banks and airlines had a brainwave twenty or so years ago. Why not send all our unimportant jobs to India. All the sorts of jobs that young Henry and Jemima would never do. Customer service shit had already had that treatment so why not send the geek cunt jobs over there too? Nobody ever sees the speccy cunts here anyway and they never go outside in daylight so why not replace them with some Ginesh cunts instead? “Cost savings” and huge bonuses all round.

Except the chinless wonders hadn’t quite fathomed that all our large companies have decrepit old computer systems that even the spazzies and speccies over here struggle to understand. So how they expected Ginesh and Hardita fresh out of the University of Umapunapradesh to fare better is beyond me? But who cares eh cunts? They’re just cheaper. But actually, and here’s the best part, they’re not! Everything takes longer and/or goes wrong. Who knew?

Anyway, the fuck-ups are kept quiet for a while but then eventually you get one enormous catastrophic failure and the cunt at the top can’t hide that. But not to worry. He’s already got a job somewhere else on the directors’ merrygoround that is only open to the guilded few.

CUNTS!!!

Nominated by CuntishTown

Donald Tusk (5)

Donald Tusk is a cunt.

Today he said he had “no grounds for optimism” for the summit. He said the Irish border is still a sticking point and that May needs to come up with a creative plan.

As he sees it, the only source of hope for a deal for now is the goodwill and determination on both sides. Really? Goodwill and determination from the euro twats? That’s not likely to happen.

May has made a shambles of this whole thing but she should never give any concessions to that euro knobber and the rest of the unelected arse biscuits.

Nominated by Bear Cunt

So Donald Duck – sorry Tusk – says that a no deal Brexit looks “more likely than ever and that there is “no cause for optimism”

That’s the most optimistic news on Brexit I’ve heard so far.

Fuck ’em

Nominated by Dioclese

Inconsiderate parking

Unfortunately, every one of us of a certain age has become all too familiar with the attitudes and actions of the ‘me generation’; those twats whose first and last thought in any situation is for their own interests, and fuck everybody else.
I nominate inconsiderate parkers as a prime and very common example of this selfish, self centred bunch of cunts. I came home earlier to find that some prick had parked across my driveway, preventing me from gaining access. When said prick returned a couple of hours later I pointed this out to him (quite politely), and received a ‘fuck you’ for my trouble from the turd (what used to be referred to a few years back as a ‘yuppie’ type).
You see the efforts of these thoughtless bastards everywhere. They park on the double yellow in the knowledge that they almost certainly won’t get done, but if they do, hey, it’s a few quid fine, what the heck. If traffic’s hindered, too bad. You’ll see them double parked with their ‘flashers’ on (that’s all right, then) so they can just call at the atm or take that all important mobile call which can’t wait a few minutes. You’ll see them park in the ‘disabled parking’ only space at the supermarket because they’re too fucking bone idle to walk the length of themselves. You’ll see ‘yummy mummy’ causing chaos outside the local school with her Chelsea tractor parked five feet from the kerb. You’ll see them bumped up on pavements, which makes life very difficult to those of limited mobility or in wheelchairs. I’ve even seen cars parked across fire exits; some people really do not give a flying fuck.
I sometimes even get angry with myself for being such a law abiding citizen, because nothing would give me greater pleasure than taking a Stanley knife to the bodywork or the tyres of vehicles belonging to these inconsiderate shits. ‘Me generation’? ‘Generation Cunt’ more like.

Nominated by Ron Knee

GP Receptionists [3]

There appears to be a rare sub-human species closely linked in Darwinian research to Neanderthal Man who’s only career option is to become a receptionist at GP surgeries across the country.

These people immediately turn into a cave man morphed into a traffic warden – possibly the most unpleasant example of sub-human excrement in society.

I have had the pleasure of accompanying my 82 year old mother on a trip to her caring GP surgery today and have encountered a typical GP receptionist which (if only) Damien Hurst were to cut in two and place in formaldehyde would send the art world into rapture looking at the words ‘Total Cunt’ running through the body like a stick of Brighton Rock.

‘Leave me alone and sit over there’ the cunt helpfully informs us as we arrive at 9.20 for her 9.30 appointment. Despite frequent reminders that we still have the misfortune of visiting their premises (and allowing the Practice to claim their Porsche money from HMG) and regularly being told to fuck off in all but words, lunch time rolls around and it is becoming clear that the cunts are going to fuck off to the pub having totally forgotten about us.

After 4 hours of waiting, a GP finally agrees to defer the pub lunch visit by 5 minutes and do a shit job of dealing with said Mum all the while we were having to put up with the stench of burning martyr.

Now I know why I personally avoid these places at all odds – I would be surprised if I have visited the fucking GP 3 times in the last 30 years – it really does feel that a slow and painful death is preferable to dealing with the god complex freak that sits behind the front desk.

Maybe next time I have to go there I will bring my shotgun…….

Nominated by Proper Cunt