A cunting for Politicians (and why they should never be allowed to influence critical industries)

Roll out Mad Ed and Free Gear Kweer.

An announcement that we (the tax payer) will invest 22 Billion in Carbon Capture over the next 20 years, to pursue the holy grail of net zero.
What is it

National Grid.

It all sounds great but other that reducing CO2 and making jobs doesn’t help energy supplies or cost and ignores the real issues we face

Euro News.

It doesn’t end there because the problem with our electricity supply also affects the house building targets.

The Grauniad.

The UK power grid is arguably the most important piece of infrastructure, rather than the reeves plan to throw billions into the NHS, maybe these stupid politicians should address the real crisis of energy.

Nominated by : Sick of it

Now, this is an observation and I have no link, although I’ll try to find summat suitable, Admin.

When did people start decorating their house for Halloween at all, never mind at the end of September?
Why is it OK to leave Halloween decorations up until after Bonfire night, only to replace them with Christmas decorations?

There’s about a dozen houses on my dog walking route who have outside lights/illuminated deers/Santa’s in the front gardens. Window decorations and inside lit-up trees, too.

What comes after Christmas, pink hearts for Valentines, dancing eggs/chicks for Easter?
When does it stop?
With a Wicker Man, perhaps?

bbcnews

Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

Iya Patarkatsishvili and Dr Yevhen Hunyak are a pair of rich cunts unfamiliar with common sense and surveyors reports.

Guardian Link

My take on grauniad link is pair of cunts bought a house in 2019 for 32 odd million

Some moths appeared and we are only hearing about it now when they are trying to take the estate agent (seperate cunting deserved for that lot) to the cleaners for not telling them about the moths that estate agent may or not have been aware of.

Said moths or mothy potential would certainly have appeared in a surveyors report if the pair of cunts knew what one of those was or had bothered to assimilate into British society.

In my very limited (theoretical) experience of buying £30m plus houses I would always like to know what I am buying and always consult an overpriced surveyor with my profound (theoretical) wealth.

But no, they claim it would cost £10 million to fix despite a more realistic estimate being £160k.

I hope the moths end up being a protected species used to make judicial wigs and the judge tells them something ridiculous like “a rare victory for moths over toffs”.

Nominated by: Cunt of Peeblesshire

In filmmaking, Foley is the reproduction of everyday sound effects that are added to films, videos, and other media in post-production to enhance audio quality. Foley is named after sound-effects artist Jack Foley. Foley sounds are used to enhance the auditory experience of a movie. They can be anything from the swishing of clothing and footsteps to squeaky doors and breaking glass.

Further to esteemed Cunter Ron [Knee]`s criticism of various motion picture `devices` this one is not directly aimed at Foley itself, rather Foley DOGS.

I mean, who can forget the massively successful, good clean harmless fun of the classic The Jazz Singer, the first film to employ the addition of extra sound …

The Jazz Singer.

So, why dogs? Well, it would appear that every single televisual thing Mr Beau and our 57 benefit-earning blackberries have recently watched – films, TV series, anything both old and new – ALL have somewhere in the background the sound of a dog barking in the distance. I wouldn`t care, but it`s the SAME fucking dog.

It`s got to the point where we actively listen for the first instance of the `woof-woof`. Listen out for it yourself.

They`re listed as “Foley Artist” in the credits: “Lazy Fucking probably Gen-Z Cunt” would be more fitting.

PS The Jazz Singer doesn`t have any dogs in it, but I thought I`d share the image to cheer us all up.

Nominated by : Sam Beau

With a second take by Lord Cuntingford:

Can I please second and add to Sam’s nom and cunt sound effects in general. What gets my goat on films as a biker (apart from no-one doing up a helmet properly) is that a bike that is obviously a wheezing 250cc fart has a sound track of a 1000cc plus super-bike – yes Tom Cruise, I’m looking at you.