The British establishment are cunts. They have for decades allowed followers of a stone age death cult into this country. This has fuck all to do with race – we’ve taken in Sikhs and Hindus that have punched above their weight in every field you could mention. I lived in a sikh area for a while where the landlord of the boozer at the end of my road wore a turban, as did many of his clientele. Good as gold.

Not so much, followers of a certain other religion from the Asian subcontinent. You know – the ones who blow us up, blow up our children, rape our children, continually push boundaries and are very open and honest in their ambition to turn this country into an Islamic shithole.

It was a bit of a giggle 30 years ago when it was a few bearded pensioners hopping from foot to foot in textbook islamic indignation while they burnt The Satanic Verses. Fast forward 30 years, the joke has worn off.

I mention this because Tommy Robinson was arrested, charged and sentenced to 13 months inside within the space of 3 hours for reporting on yet another trial of Islamic rape gangs. Curiously he was the only member of the entire British media to report on it. This was clearly mandated from somewhere high up because I’ve never even remotely heard of anyone getting – and starting – 13 months bird within the space of 3 hours.

There is a distinct whiff in all this that ‘they’ want him quietened down and putting him back in jail a) stops him talking and b) increases his chances of being murdered by about 1000%. This really needs talked about because the media have a complete blackout over it. If anything happens to him, I think there are a lot of people in this country that are at boiling point over this relentless capitulation to the mud age ‘religion’.

I would also offer up an ancillary cunting to the mobbed up police that lifted him. About 8 of the cunts. Try getting them out when you’re house is screwed, they don’t want to know. Be Tommy Robinson and you get VIP treatment.

nominated by,Mecha-Rigsby

You know – the sort of “white goods” that have just one purpose in life, one simple task that they’ve been invented to perform. And yet the fuckers won’t.
Or they will, but with an unacceptable “twist” of their own sick invention.

What the fuck am I on about ?

Current example: My microwave is a fucking cunt. I put a mug, half milk, half water, in for 2 minutes, to make a cup of milky coffee, each morning about 11am. Once duly nuked, the mug handle is always around the fucking back, where I can’t get at it, without scalding my fucking digits. So next time, I start the 2 minutes with the handle round the back – Ha Ha – I’ll teach you to fuck with me, you cunt… Bing ! Fucking handle’s round the bastard back again, evil fucking bastard cunt of a thing.

Historic example: Back in the 90s, I bought myself, at enormous expense, a CD Burner for my Windows 98 PC (complete with flickering pilot light). It’s job was to burn computer files to a blank CD for me to post stuff to clients. A simple enough task – Not brain surgery, curing cancer, or ending third world debt. Just write a cunting CD like your manufacturers promised in their advert. Hell, No – With minutes to go before the postal deadline, it kept relentlessly churning out coffee coasters, right up until the moment it coughed out the last, with an on-screen “error” message – at which point my boot flew upwards and through the open tray.
In a fit of pique, I removed said CD Burner (£300 at the time) from the PC and lobbed out of the bedroom window. I left it lying in the garden for 2 days, contemplating the wisdom of it’s recalcitrant behaviour, before I took it up to the parking area and ran my car over it, back and forth, 4 times. I am not lying.

I will NOT allow inanimate objects to take the fucking piss. All manner of mobile phones, airbrushes, spinning reels, showers, pretty much anything that pisses me off WILL be destroyed, however ludicrously expensive, and I have never regretted it, or lost a moments sleep over my petulant and childish reactions.
Inanimate Objects -Do your fucking job, or suffer the consequences.

Eeeh, that’s better…

Rightly nominated by Cunt Reviled

It would seem that another Asian grooming child rape gang case is ongoing but no-one really knows about it as it has been surpressed from the media by the use of D Notices – wtf? Whatever happened to the common law tennet of Justice being seen to be done? Clearly doesn’t apply to certain Peaceful crimes.

Not content with that, the cunts then go on to arrest Steven Lennon aka ‘Tommy Robinson’ for live streaming outside the Court for a ‘breach of the peace’ while the cunt Judge of said proceedings looks on with a smirk. Furthermore, it seems they had a Court ready, a jail cell ready and another D Notice ready to surpress the media from reporting this as well – in my mind this make Lennon a political prisoner right here in the UK.

Fuck that – to me the cunts have gone too far this time. While the traditional ‘bread and circuses’ route works for a while (read into that Income Support and Britain’s Got Talent) there comes a point when even the dimmest get fucked off.

Mark my words – there is going to be trouble.

Nominated by Proper Cunt

I’d like to Cunt the current trend for death apparently making people into something that they quite obviously weren’t.

We have the current healthy crop of youth wiping each other out on the streets of London. The real disaster is that we are losing trainee architects,footballers,youth workers etc at an alarming rate,and every single one of them was an innocent who had never as much as been late returning a library book. Their mothers always appear to tell us just how innocent Jamal/Treyvon was of any wrongdoing and how he was a credit to his cummonitee.Never seem to hear from the father for some reason.

However, it’s not just trainee architects,rappers,and footballers who seem to get the slate wiped clean by croaking. I’m sick of hearing, when some contemporary of mine dies, how “canny” he was.Invariably he wasn’t. I actually stopped going to funeral services after hearing a description of the “dear departed” ,by a priest who’d never met him,that bore no relation to the miserable old bastard that I knew. If it wasn’t for his grabby relatives perched along the front pew like a flock of expectant vultures,I’d have thought that I was at the wrong funeral.

Death doesn’t change peoples’ past. Be honest about what Cunts they were. Luckily I’ll evade the diatribe that I’ve got coming my way by refusing to have any religion involved,and due to my general unpleasantness the fact that nobody is likely to come.

Fuck them.

Nominated by, Dick Fiddler