A nomination for Virgin Atlantic airlines for the following lunacy:
Virgin Atlantic is to replace its traditional emblem with a diverse range of men and women “representing modern Britain”.
Among the people wearing a red leotard in the updated artwork – to be put on its new A350-1000 fleet – will be a black man and black woman, and a gay man.

Nikki Humphrey, senior vice president of people at Virgin Atlantic, said: “The saying goes ‘you can’t be what you can’t see’ and that has never been truer than the aviation industry’s glamorous image in the past.
“By introducing our new flying icons I hope it encourages people from all backgrounds to feel at home flying with us, but also working with us.”

Ok, so to represent modern Britain, what about featuring a barbarian brandishing a knife, a vacuous millenial with a phone glued to his/her/its head, a shrieking blue haired feminista etc…

What this country has only become…….

Nominated by Mystic Maven

I reckon that Sky News deserves a cunting.

Today (13 April 2019) it put out a story concerning the tragic death of a ten-year-old at a caravan park in Looe, Cornwall. The boy could not be saved by emergency services after being attacked by ‘a bulldog-type breed’ of dog. The report then stated that a woman had been charged on suspicion of manslaughter and having a dog dangerously out of control.

So far, so sad, I’m sure you’ll all agree. But then, what do the geniuses at Sky do by way of concluding their report? Why, they only give what amounts to a crass and tasteless plug for the park in question.

‘Tencreek Holiday Park’, the report informs us, ‘hires out static caravans to holiday makers, and also has pitches for tents and motor homes. Facilities include an indoor swimming pool, sports pitch, kids’ club and restaurant’.

Well thanks for that, Sky. You make it sound like the perfect destination to head for next time I’m thinking of getting one of the grandkids savaged by an out of control dog.
Your cringeworthy attention to detail on the subject of the park’s excellent facilities will no doubt also be of great comfort to the bereaved family.

Thoughtless twats.

Nominated by Ron Knee

A cunting for the infantile revenge fantasy if you please.
It would appear that the entire western world is obsessed with the revenge fantasy. It dominates tv shows, films, books, music and as a result – real life.

Physically impotent people everywhere are fostering a self image of righteous indignation and are busy imagining how they will somersault, haymake and karate kick their way to a justified and heroic spot of revenge. Polished off with a snappy one liner of course.

The reality of course is a society of gobby cunts that at best can swear a lot and maybe chuck a thoroughly telegraphed punch or two after too much weak beer.

My personal favourite is the knuckledragger in a tight white t-shirt who attempts to ‘swim’ over his mates’ shoulders whilst snarling “hold me back boys”. Outstanding buffoonery.
This nonsense occurs everywhere – from road “rage” to endless anecdotal tales of how they put so and so in their place. From walking round as if carrying a carpet under each arm to fans of UFC and of course that utter nonsense known as “white collar boxing”.

What a bunch of deluded frightened rabbits these cunts are. Why the fuck is all that money being spent developing virtual reality?

Cunts.

Nominated by Cuntflap

Golf

Not the kind where a few mates go out with sticks and beer and play a can a hole.

Professional Cunts and those that follow them need a complete cunting. Followers and TV hosts going on and on about silver spoon cunts like Cunt McElory making his next million putting a fucking hole or that Tiger cunt coming back to life to win another title. Not to mention cunts like all of the ABBC morning show, that Nagga Manchetti half man woman going on about the cunts like she’s had her first finger behind the school shed. (She needs a cunting of her own).

Cunts that idolise these people are in the same league as those that cheer Murray on at Wimbledon. Another miserable millionaire sports cunt. Cunts the lot of them.

Nominated by King Cunt

“Yeh-Yeh”

…..or “Yeh-Yeh-Yeh” on a really bad day.I hate this modern affectation. It’s invariably uttered by some gibbering, nervous wreck anxious to agree with me. Inevitably by the young, brains no doubt frazzled by mobile phones and desperate to fill any silence with unnecessarily repeated words. It’s catching like a modern disease and I even find myself uttering it sometimes so I’m a cunt too.

A simple “Yes” will suffice.

Followed by silence….

…..and then pause……..to wait for the recipient of this word to speak next (if they want to)

Nominated by Isaac Hunt