Modern life is a cunt. Well substantial parts of it anyway.

What’s striking to me is the way we accept poorer quality and performance in so many areas.
Time was we assumed things would be better in the future, faster, cheaper, more efficient, you name it. I had a damascene revelation on our wedding anniversary today. We had intended to go out for a meal. My wife looked at the menus at various restaurants around including in the West End. We expected to pay but everything listed was something off the wall using mostly ingredients of which we had never heard. Her response was “sod this” and instead we stayed home and she did Tournedos Rossini, one of her signature dishes along with Sole Colbert and Scampi Provencale.

Yes, I know I’m a lucky bastard. My point is that these are classic 1970s dishes judged by taste not by what some fucking vegetarian thinks is “sustainable” and good for our health.
We have scores of television channels available now but there is no more worth watching than when I was a lad and we had two. The number of evenings I scan the whole list and conclude there is nothing on worth the cost of the electricity.

Motor cars are rapidly turning into shite, ipads on wheels, stuffed with gadgets which are not merely useless but a positive fucking problem requiring hours wading through the handbook in order to switch them all off. The handbook being in six w*g languages with a poor translation into English Get an electric car and it costs a fortune, weighs two tons and takes hours to recharge. In a sane world touch screens in cars would be illegal and the fucking indicator stalk is the wrong side of the column! Who the fuck wants an electric handbrake? A car used to give you freedom but people like Suckdick are fixing that problem. The town centres are dying and the response of the preverts in authority is to make them more difficult and expensive to access.

Our recently acquired new tumble dryer which is rated as highly efficient leaves everything slightly damp. Used to have a gas dryer which was much cheaper to run but they have vanished from the market in the UK. Still widely available in the rest of the world so some fucking fiddle is being worked there.
Just been reminded by the wife that even fly sprays are poorer now. You spray the little bastards and they are still airborne ten minutes later. This I believe is courtesy of the EU. But then again, isn’t fucking everything now?

I’ll end my rant at this point but hopefully you get my message.

Nominated by arfurbrain.

 
Rumours abound that the government will ask us to house an Afghan migrant, much in the same way as they did with Ukrainian refugees last year.

The government, and in particular Michael Gove, the housing secretary is in talks with other ministers and advisors about offering private accommodation to the thousands of Afghans fleeing their country now that the Taliban have taken control.

125,000 Ukrainians were offered places in people’s homes, and now a similar scheme is being called for Afghans along with a cash incentive for householders willing to take them in.

They talk about Afghans, but I suspect this might include all migrants seeking refugee here, especially since hotel accommodation is almost full to bursting with existing migrants waiting for a home.

Some so-called experts have gone a step forward by saying anyone living in a home with unused bedrooms you could be forced to house a migrant for a period of time!

How that will work I don’t know, but I would guess if you’re a rich cunt like Lilly Mong or Linecunt you could be forced to house a grubby migrant or two.

Therefore rather than telling some of these so-called refugees to fuck off back to France or some other “safe country” the government is yet again showing what a complete bottle-job it is and more or less inviting ever more migrants to come to the UK with the promise that they can shack up in your home regardless of whether the homeowner volunteers or not!

That said, it would be rather fun seeing some of these rich celeb cunts having to house as many migrants as they have bedrooms in their huge mansions out in the comfy Home Counties. Which is one reason why such an idea will never materialise – can’t have the rich rough it with the foreign plebs!

Anyway, if YOU have a spare bedroom expect a knock on the door with some towel-head and his brood carrying suitcases and a big smile wanting to move in!

Guardian

Nominated by Technocunt.

is a cunt.

Reynolds is the son of Great Train Robbery ringleader, Bruce Reynolds. And, on the sixtieth anniversary of the crime, Reynolds the younger has been bigging up his old man and painting him as some sort of suave ring-a-ding cocktail hour James Bond type. Amongst other things, he compared his father to James Bond. Reynolds said his dad drove an Aston Martin and went scuba diving, leading him to think he was a spy. He also said his dad “dressed extremely smartly” in designer clothes and “he kind of modelled himself on the character Cary Grant played in To Catch a Thief”.
Then he said his parents looked like a young couple, very much in love, living the good life. He added that at times his parents would fly from Mexico to Las Vegas just to eat a steak or watch Frank Sinatra perform. And he also thinks his old man’s story could one day be adapted into a television drama.

“It’s a fascinating story. You’ve got the robbery itself, the capture and the escapes,” he said.

Bollocks, of course. The so-called Great Train Robbers were scum. The family of Jack Mills will tell anyone that. Robin Hood meets James Bond, my arse. One of those cunts gave Mills a vicious beating which he never recovered from. A harmless, honest, decent working man. Permanently damaged because of bastards like that. The cunts should have worked for their money like Mills and everybody else does. So spare me the gorblimey folk hero Jack the Lad in Rio crap.

Bbc news

Nominated by Norman.

She’s played a blinder again with her tweets. She’s went on the attack again helping her side win again

Must say there was really no doubt about the result.

What a performer she is though! She tweeted that she’d been a Man Utd fan ‘since before she was born’.
Cheering them on in the womb then.

Mason Greenwood made a foul exhibition of himself on Social Media..But there was Rachel to pick the ball up and start running.

She threw the ball in by saying she got rid of Giggs’s shirt. I suppose when he was accused of sexual abuse as well. Funny though I don’t think she mentioned it at the time.

The Man United board asked the Women’s team for their opinions on Greenwood. Rachel liked that. She cheered from the sidelines.

Her side won of course. I suppose. you’d call them the Sisterhood.

She’s happy at the result but not how the game was played. She believes there has been cheating. She tweeted that there has been ‘gaslighting’ and ‘green lighting’.(whatever that is)

She knew all the in’s and out’s of the Greenwood situation.
What a social media player she is.

The Sun

Nominated by Miles plastic, seconded by Norman.

I have been a Manchester United supporter since my early childhood and have been a match goer since the 70s. However, I have not supported them since ‘before I was born’. Only an up themselves celebrity slag like Rachel Riley would say something like that. Has to have ‘supported’ them longer and better than anyone else. What a load of narcissistic bollocks.

Also, if she has been a red since ‘before she was born (pass the sick bucket), she will know about McGuinness, O’ Farrell, Docherty and Sexton then? Of course she bloody doesn’t. She’s a nu-footie post-Premiership gloryhunting tart. And she didn’t complain when she was getting freebies off Giggs and Rio, did she?

News from Welsh Wales folks, where to ease the cost of living crisis on those living in tattoo poverty a chip shop is flogging children’s meals for £1. ‘We’ve been overwhelmed by demand’ says the owner Mel Lewis. What, selling meals at a quid a time is popular? Well who’d have thought it.

She’s sold 250 in just under a month and she’s open 5 days a week, so that’s about 12 a day, which is not what I’d call overwhelming. Perhaps if more of the locals could squeeze into the shop she really would have been overwhelmed.

Of course this story is meat and drink (pun intended) to the BBCunt’s The Tories are Heartless Bastards Department. Anyway, not to be outdone I’m off down to Wales tomorrow to enjoy some cheap grub before the daft bitch goes bankrupt and puts the shop on the market for £1.

Bbc news

Nominated by Geordie Twatt.