The Onanistic BBC (77)

Christopher Hitchens once said that self praise is no praise, , but I’m not sure the BBC have ever heard this before as they always seem so in love with whatever crap programme they’re pushing to help with their socio-cultural engineering project.

Since the days when the One Show was first broadcast i’ve noticed the internal self-cross-promotion of programmes, certain actors, presenters, singers and comedians all appearing on each others’ programmes, sucking each other off and living in a delusional, lefty world quite removed from the rest of Britain.

This onanistic tendency has become so demented as Strictly cum mincing celebrates the centenary of its broadcaster with contestants dancing to themes from BBC programmes, with an audience groaning with BBC employees (such as Sarah Cox) sycophantically whooping and clapping.

The narcissism of this organisation is staggering and reminds me of the state-backed clap-alongs of North Korea.

When Charlie Brooker wrote somewhat scathingly about the Express and Daily Star promoting Richard Desmond’s other products, I thought ‘take a look closer to home, you ugly twat!’

The BBC are as guilty as Desmond or Murdoch, but far more zealous in their ‘messaging’.

Nominated by: Cuntamus Prime

Neville Southall

(Yes, the header pic is of the same Neville Southall! – Day Admin)

MOBY DICK, aka NEVILLE SOUTHALL

An elephantine cunting please, fellow cunters, for ex-Everton and Wales goalkeeper Neville Southall. I had to look long and hard at the photo in this article in the Bolshevik Bogroll and ask myself ‘Is that really Neville Southall?’

‘https://morningstaronline.co.uk/article/s/neville-southall-standing-lgbt-rights-football

Well apparently it is. Nev now regards himself as something of a political activist (pro-LGBT rights, for example) yet oblivious to the fact that the stem of ‘activist’ is ‘active’, one thing that Nev is most definitely not.

So I’m not nominating Wales’s answer to Python’s Mr Creosote for his politics, but for making Cyril Smith look like Posh Spice. How the fuck can a professional sportsman, obviously well-schooled in the importance of diet, exercise and fitness, allow himself to become the largest man-made structure in Wales, visible from space? His daily calorie intake could feed the entire population of Merthyr Tydfil for a month.

You can express whatever opinions you like, Nev, but for letting yourself go like that you’re a cunt.

Morning Star News Link

Nominated by: Geordie Twatt

Recommended Reading Lists

We get frequent emails from head office with information about things happening in the company, business news, market trends etc.. all well and good. However, they have become more and more woke in the past years and actively buy into Black History Month.

So, in addition to promoting talks and events by the likes of Akala, they also included their list of recommended books by black authors. Lo and behold, three days later, these exact same books arrived at the office.

Thanks, but no thanks. I’ll read what I choose, not what you choose. Fuck off Akala and Maya Angelou, plus whatever other crap they sent us.

Nominated by: mystic maven

(Presumably if you don’t read the “recommended” books say goodbye to your job! – Day Admin)

Modern Ties

A cunting please for modern ties please admin. Being of the age where relatives drop off the perch with monotonous regularity, I found that my trusty black funeral tie has gone missing in action. I had to ring a mate up, he was not impressed as I woke the poor sod up.

Anyway the modern ties are fucking short leaving yours truly with one that when done up looks like one Oliver Hardy used to wear in days of yore. I can hear the cunters tuning up their violins as I cunt, but fear not cunters, I brought one from the British Heart foundation, a long one too for a quid. Result CuntyMort is at his funerial best again.

Nominated by: CuntyMort

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Michael Gove (11)


The former “levelling up” Secretary has suggested he wants a “quiet life” after stepping down from frontline politics while enjoying throwing a few unhelpful barbs at Truss and her cabinet from the safety of the backbenches.

For a person who wants the quiet life what the fuck is he doing at the Tory Party Conference in Birmingham suggesting that the Tory Party has lost its way and that there is already discontent amongst prominent Cabinet Ministers regarding Truss’ leadership and uneasy relationship not only with her Chancellor, but the Bank of England and the Office of National Statistics (who incorrectly claimed the country was officially in recession, even though it isn’t. At least not yet) – (Obviously things have moved on since Techno submitted his nom last month. But the facts remain the same, Gove is still a cunt! – Day Admin)

Gove is an oily little shit, quick to stab anyone in the back, and always hopping between ministerial roles but never achieving anything of note. And what the fuck he did during his 5 minutes as “levelling up” secretary (what a Mickey Mouse title) is anyone’s business.

Gove wants to be seen as some kind of Tory Grandee, but in essence he is nothing more than a bitter and twisted individual, primarily because he never became leader or PM – a position he never openly admitted to wanting but the hints were always there.

Instead he’ll end up like Heseltine, Lawson, Brown, Blair, Major and other embittered old cunts put out to pasture with nothing better to do than rabble-rouse to the media and earn a few thousand quid from the lecture circuit slagging off the Party.

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Nominated by: Technocunt