David Dickinson (4)

I would like to nominate David Dickinson and in particular the TV show David Dickinson’s Real Deal.

Are you tired of Antiques Road Trip, Cash In The Attic and Bargain Cunt?
Why not turn over to ITV for some sauce in the form of Dickinson’s Real Deal.

If you think the BBC is shit then surely this should be good?

What happens is a person goes to the TV studio and an antique dealer
offers them cash for their unwanted heirlooms. Sometimes David Dickinson
will intervene and try to talk the dealer up or down, pointing out good
or bad things about the item. If the person doesn’t sell to the dealer
it goes to an auction where they might make more or less.

The sellers are invariably thick or sad cases. Having to use the cash
for mundane or extravagant things. When asked what they will spend the money on they never say, “On me tits” or something like that though.

Only thing is David Dickinson is a fake-tanned, fake expert. Too much of a con-man to appear on Antiques Road Trip and not an accredited expert of member of RICS (who are allowed to give valuations for insurance purposes).

This may be because of his time in prison. To be fair that was when he was 19 and people’s lives shouldn’t be ruined because of the mistakes of their youth (try telling that to the Woke Nazis of today – DA).

However ‘The Duke’ as he calls himself (a reference to his smart but slightly eccentric dress sense) is neither a friend of the hapless seller or a help to the antiques dealer.

God knows why anyone would employ him.

Dickenson Faberge Tantrum

Nominated by:  Anton Pillar

Celebrity Pissheads in Denial

I’d like to nominate celebrities who are obviously alkies but won’t admit it.

There is nothing to be ashamed of to end up being an out of control piss-artist so why do these cunts pretend that they’re better than everyone else?

Two examples spring to mind. I can’t believe that they haven’t already been cunted .There are probably loads more.

One is that Desperate-Dan- chinned Welsh cunt, Griff Rhys-Jones who claimed that he had some “complicated relationship with alcohol” and has resigned himself to be teetotal .

Another is that scrawny Great British Menu judge with a pale face and a Stan Laurel hairstyle, Oliver Peyton. Why would the cunt spend some time in the Priory if they didn’t have a problem?

Now I’m not judgemental… no one who started off going to the pub on a Friday night with their sixth-form mates actually wanted to be an alkie but when they have they’ve not been ashamed to admit it.

Griff Rhys Jones And Alcoholism

Nominated by: cuntator 

 

 

Sadiq Khan (28)

Yet another cunting for the Mayor of Londonistan, Unhappy Richard (Sad Dick) Khan, who is elected to office courtesy of the peaceful bloc vote.

Khan’s £10m Taxpayer Row

A new road tunnel, the Silvertown tunnel, is being built under the River Thames to alleviate congestion in the existing Blackwell Tunnel.

Because of this cunt’s total incompetence, the taxpayer will have to fork out £10 million to the consortium that failed to win the concession to construct the tunnel. He is also asking the Government for £15.8 billion to fix Transport for London’s finances.

That is one huge bill to pay for the mistake of bringing this cunt’s daddy to the UK from Pakistan to drive buses in the capital.

Proof indeed that peacefuls should not be allowed to vote in UK elections at any level.

Nominated by: Hard Brexit Cunt

Stop Funding Hate (At GB News)

They are campaigning to discourage companies from advertising on the new channel GB News. So far, Kopparberg – a Swedish cider maker, Grolsch – brewer of shit lager, Ikea, the Open University and Nivea have suspended advertising on GB News.

Stop Funding Hate is another example of the hard-left cancel culture supported by ignorant bigots. In the UK, news channels are supposed to be impartial (take note BBC and Sky), and GB News has stated that it will air opinions from across the political and social spectrum. As a result of one of their previous campaigns, Virgin Trains stopped selling the Daily Mail on their trains until Richard Branson told them to reverse this stupid policy.

Stop Funding Hate was founded by Richard Wilson, a former Corporate Affairs Officer at Amnesty International. This stupid cunt probably won’t watch GB News and doesn’t even read the newspapers that his campaigns target. If he is so keen on censorship he should fuck off to Belarus.

If advertisers continue to respond to his campaigns and cancel certain media outlets, they will end up advertising only in the Independent and the Guardian, which hardly anybody reads, so more fool them.

GB News Cancel Culture

Stopfundinghate Web Site

 

Nominated by: Hard Brexit Cunt

Professor Dan Hicks and the Benin Bronzes

First of all a short history lesson.

The Benin Bronzes are a collection of ornamental bronze plaques and sculptures from the Edo people in what is today Nigeria. They were taken from Benin by the British Army during the Benin Expedition in 1897 and are today cared for in the British Museum. They led to a greater appreciation of traditional African art and culture and have been extensively studied by experts as well as viewed by many thousands of museum visitors.

The Benin Expedition was a nasty affair. In 1897 a Benin strike force brutally attacked and killed the members of an official British trade expedition. Up to that point, Britain had left Benin alone and tried to peacefully trade with it, but the ruler of Benin would have none of it and tried to make life difficult for the British in a number of ways, culminating in the murderous attack on the British party which was unarmed at the time.

We had some balls back then and sure enough a punitive expedition was dispatched to Benin to teach the ghastly woligogs a lesson.

When they arrived (the King of Benin having run away) they found the signs of a truly brutal, savage and nasty culture. There were scenes of human sacrifice where the captured African slaves of the Benin people had been ritually murdered. There were pits filled with dead bodies. There were sacrificial trees with decomposing and often headless bodies nailed to them.

These things were not made up. They were well attested by many observers, including Sir Richard Burton. The British tidied things up, obviously feeling no respect for this despicable culture, and shipped the Bronzes to England where the majority of them were preserved and cared for. Some were taken by army officers and sold into private collections.

As writer Elspeth Huxley wrote in her 1954 book on the massacre – ” … It is a story that still has power to amaze and horrify, as well as to remind us that the British had motives for pushing into Africa other than the intention to exploit the natives and glorify themselves.

Here, for instance, are some extracts from the diary of a surgeon who took part in the expedition.:- ‘As we neared Benin City we passed several human sacrifices, live women slaves gagged and pegged on their backs to the ground, the abdominal wall being cut in the form of a cross, and the uninjured gut hanging out.

These poor women were allowed to die like this in the sun. Men slaves, with their hands tied at the back and feet lashed together, also gagged, were lying about. As we neared the city, sacrificed human beings were lying in the path and bush—even in the king’s compound the sight and stench of them was awful. Dead and mutilated bodies were everywhere — by God! May I never see such sights again! . . .’

Fast forward 120 years and along comes Hicks, with his book “The Brutish Museums: The Benin Bronzes, Colonial Violence and Cultural Restitution”. Yes he really does say the “Brutish Museum”. He ridicules the British story of the massacre and the unsavoury practices of the Benin people.

To Hicks there is only one savage and aggressive party in the affair and that’s the British. The ‘atrocity” was the looting of the Benin Bronzes from the peaceful, loving kind people of Benin. They should be resituated immediately as a debt of colonialism. Museums, Hicks makes clear, are culturally aggressive institutions and insult to dark keys and the colonised.

What a load of morally indignant virtue signalling woke nonsense.

If it hadn’t been for the British many artistic treasures, such as these bronzes and the Elgin Marbles, would have rotted away in the heat or would have been used to build shacks and lean-to’s for the lazy natives to sleep in all day. It’s the tone of this book which annoys me as much as the flawed thesis.

The British must be in the wrong and the Africans must be in the right. It’s part of that same trend that idolises the Africans of yesterday as peace loving vegetarians that bothered nobody until the British came along and made them slaves.

The truth is closer to Conrad’s Heart of Darkness – they were terrifying cannibals not worthy of respect.

Brutal Colonial Aggression

Benin Expedition 1897

Nominated by: Marvellous Mechanical Cunting Machine

And then there’s this from Ron Knee

Offence Archaeologists
Eh, what? What’s ‘offence archaeology’ when it’s at home?

Well, the ignoble art of grassing up somebody has been practised since Judas dobbed The Man in for thirty pieces of silver. There’s always been a plentiful supply of those only too willing to act as a stool pigeon for the Inquisition or the Gestapo of the day.

The equally unsavoury bedfellow to these blackguards can be found in the ‘offence archaeologist’; namely, the childish but sinister cunt who slavishly trawls through the past actions and statements of others with the specific intention of finding something, anything, which can then be used to discredit them, usually in pursuit of some agenda.

Naturally enough, low-life practitioners of this activity are in their element in the age of wokery, policing soshul meeja for any past indiscretion which can then be thrown in the face of anyone deemed to have offended their doctrinaire world view.

The latest victim of offence archaeologists is England’s debutant fast bowler Ollie Robinson, who’s being hounded by an agent of the Thought Police for some immature remarks he tweeted nearly a decade ago.

Some priggish do-gooder with too much time on their hands took it upon themself to deem his comments ‘racist’ and ‘sexist’ (sadly for said archaeologist, it seems that Robinson hasn’t said anything which could be labelled homophobic or transphobic as well).

Naturally, the arseaeologist in question made sure that the comments were revealed just hours before the lad’s Test Match debut. Of course, Robinson had to make the now ritual grovelling apology; ‘my actions were inexcusable, I’ve now matured and fully regret the tweets’ etc etc.

My, how vindicated and sanctimonious the finger-pointer must feel, having ruined the lad’s big day and left him open to possible sanctions.

In days gone by, these offence takers would have been storming about carrying pitchforks and blazing torches, demanding that women accused of witchcraft be burned at the stake. Nowadays the woke mob gets its vindictive pleasure by trying to have those who have offended the prevailing orthodoxy roasted on the bonfire of public opinion.

Now all of this might not be so bad if the aim was genuinely to make life better, but we all know what this is really about. It’s about poker-up-the arse social justice warriors signalling their own virtue, while at the same time, taking perverse pleasure in being part of a mob witch hunt. Ironically, it never seems to occur to these twats that the majority of people regard them as arseholes.

As Robbie Burns might have put it, ‘a cunt’s a cunt for a’ that’.