And you don’t use soap.

Extinction Rebellion and co founder Roger Hallam

Like all looney cult leaders he has finally flipped his lid in front of a tv camera. This fucking idiot studied for a PHD in Civil Disobedience, no really, and then set up a training camp for activists to show them how to be a nuisance to the general public.

Andrew Neil, not one to miss an opportunity after the car crash interview of now EX XR spokesperson Zion Lights who couldn’t leave the sinking ship quick enough, managed to get Roger in for an interview, and yes it really is another hilarious car crash. Watch him explain away his demand for zero carbon emissions in by 2025.

Whilst Brillo remains calm this clumsy leftist, that couldn’t fit the stereotype of an angry socialist any better, stumbles his way through the interview nervously half answering questions.

He point blank refuses to mention why XR do not protest in China, when they produce over 20% of carbon emissions and the UK only produce around 1%. He doesn’t seem to understand why XR Germany have denounced him as their leader due to his absurd claims and XR UK have told him to fuck off, albeit in public politely.

Oh by the way, his first name is Roger either, Roger is his middle name, His real first name, have a guess? Nope? Ok I’ll tell you, it’s Julian, ffs! What struck me is how easy this ageing hippy is to see through, yet the woke luvvies and the rest of the fawning cult fell for him hook line and sinker under the guise of doing their bit when in reality Julian is just really interested in anarchy.

Julian, you are just another communist/socialist whose only real aim is to try and redistribute the worlds wealth! Well the secrets out, no wonder XR UK booted you out, l can’t really see Emma Luvvie giving her dosh away to the great unwashed, getting arrested for a dinner party story yes, but not going skint for you, Comrade.

Here’s the interview, you shouldn’t need to watch more than 2 minutes of it to see straight through Julian ?

https://youtu.be/mQA8XIF1Apg

Ps, pay attention to Julian and see why there may well be a UK water shortage this summer.

Pls, the icing on the cake….he’s Welsh too ?

Fuck off!

Nominated by – TBRILW

The country in chaos is a cunt,

In two days time the Boris show will announce lifting restrictions on the 19th of July, the New Freedom Day.

But Covid is on the rise, the Johnson variant (Sir Kweer used this at PMQ’s) is running out of control, but it’s fine the majority of the adult population has been jabbed.

Sadly the story continues with Labour saying it’s too soon, too fast, we must keep the masks. School kids being sent home because one little cunt gets the sniffles, the solution from the government is to scrap the bubbles.

NHS workers self isolating because they have been pinged by the App, the solution, well if they have been double dosed ignore it and carry on. Ordinary workers who could be pinged and self isolating could stall the recovery, the solution is the desensitise the App.

And what about long Covid, less people in hospital but the number of long Covid suffers will increase (an early Christmas present for all the hypochondriacs). And to top it off, the Universal credit uplift of £20 per week will disappear and the triple lock is likely to be suspended.

Fucking Chaos!!

And finally tomorrow will be Bloody Sunday when England play the Italians, social distancing will be non existent, no one will give a fuck about Covid and infections will be through the roof.

Will the Johnson variant imported from the South East Asian shithole be the end of Boris.

Nominated by – Sick of it 

Seconded by – Dick Foxchaser-Fiddler

So much for fucking ” Freedom Day”….. https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-9777317/Vaccines-minister-Nadhim-Zahawi-tries-quell-backlash-ditching-mask-laws.html

So still expect to wear masks in shops and I have little doubt that the self-important harridans that man my local Co-op will be itching to refuse service to anyone who attempts to go maskless…Well,they’ll hear my views on the matter if they try to stop me after the 19th.

Fucking politicians boasting about our “successful” vaccine drive…what’s the fucking point if nothing changes?

All those egg boxes and not a single egg between them.

The winning ‘art’ works have been announced.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-57699300

London fucking deserves this.

We have:

Antelope, a sculpture by Kambalu, restages a 1914 photograph of Baptist preacher and pan-Africanist John Chilembwe and European missionary John Chorley.
Chilembwe has his hat on, defying the colonial rule that forbade Africans from wearing hats in front of white people.

And:

Teresa Margolles’ work features casts of the faces of 850 trans people, most of whom are sex workers

(looks like an egg box to me, but what do I know?)

It appears people voted for this shit. (I wonder who?) What ever happened to actual art? This week alone we have had a statue of the Princess of Hearts which has been described as looking like Clare Balding with some jockeys. Now we have this woke shite taking the place of a cherry on some cream.

I vote for a statue of the blessed Bernard Manning who did more good and actually cheered people up rather than po faced garbage.

Nominated by: Cuntstable Cuntbubble

You burned that loaf, luv.

Do they exist? When I fulfilled the future Mrs. Polly´s dream and agreed to marry her it looked as if I was facing a lifetime of non-stop nymphomania combined with her darning my socks, agreeing slavishly with my opinions on everything from global warming to the quality of Hunter Biden´s “art” and the meaning of life.

BTW – and an important BTW – I didn´t actually propose to her. If you´ve read the H. G. Wells novel “The History of Mr Polly” – hence my nom name – you will see why I have become his clone. He was ambushed in a similar way and basically walked into the prison cell of his own making.

The future Mrs. P. had been harping on about matrimony for a while as she taught me – a native of Glasgow where most men would rather have a fish supper than face the sexual demands of our hatchet-faced women – things I had never imagined.

So that fateful, night after the second bottle of wine in a restaurant in the Italian-speaking region of Switzerland, where we were at the time, was the clincher. We went back to our hotel and had the most amazing session.

I still remember as it was the last time we had sex apart from the wedding night where I had to present the blooded sheets to her parents the following morning.

Nominated by the presumably now single – Mr Polly 

I just like Lethal Weapon 2.

My cunting is partly a personal one, not long after escaping back to Blighty, I was in the local town parked in the bays outside the local Court (those of you who know Pembrokeshire will know where I mean).

I was stood next to the car, when the traffic warden started hanging around, I said to her in my broad Rhodesian accent “my dear traffic warden, I’m legally parked so you can’t even give me a parking ticket”

I reference to Joss Ackland’s character off Lethal Weapon 2, she giggled and moved on realising I was having a laugh, then it dawned on me, she thought I was actually a “seff effrican”, she has obviously been fed that all white African’s are some sort of evil people who hate blacks, she probably sings along to Spitting Image’s song “I’ve never met a nice South African”.

This stereotype has followed me around like flies around a cows arse for years, I was called a Näzi once by a lefty shop keeper in town, and you know what I’m fucking sick of it, until you’ve lived in a country where whites are outnumbered 150 to 1, you don’t realise quite what it’s like

I don’t hate black people and if I did I wouldn’t have lasted very long after 1980 living in Rhodesia, I’m not South African, so stop lumping me in with them, you ignorant cunts!!!

Nominated by: Captain Quimson