I was inspired to write this nomination when another cunter posted this link to an interview with the great Johnny Rotten/Lydon from 2010…

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=5sPI_DEWswM&feature=youtu.be

Johnny absolutely runs rings around Adam Bolton in this interview. He bristles when Boulton compares him to Mick jagger and dismisses the Beatles as money-grubbing frauds. Boulton is floundering for much of the interview, desperately trying to pigeonhole Johnny and is typical of the clueless cunts in the media/political class who simply do not understand the lives led by ordinary people…

* Clueless cunts who think Harry Windsor, with his A-Level in Art, has anything worthwhile to say about mental health. Or clueless cunts who think his rich and privileged wife is any kind of victim.

* Clueless cunts who spout on and on about climate change but who fly the world in private jets and own multiple homes.

* Clueless cunts who think a bloke in a dress is a woman and that the phrase ‘female penis’ isn’t a hilarious oxymoron.

* Clueless cunts who think it is left-wing to support the neoliberal EU and its programme of endless austerity.

* Clueless cunts who think the mindless plagiarism ascribed to Muhammad of Mecca is anything other than a primitive cult of Arab supremacy.

* Above all, clueless cunts who think their ‘degree’ in gender studies from Bournemouth Poly – which cost them upwards of 50,000 quid – gives them any right to look down on other people and call them stupid.

Wankers.

Nominated by: Conduit of Evil

This is from personal experience and may not be widespread, but:

GPs.

It seems you cant get a face to face at our doctors. For over a year now. They haven’t been giving jabs, so what, apart from being on the phone are they doing?
And why is it that you can get to see the nurses face to face for dressings etc but not the doctors?

Paramedics and hospital staff see people. As do shop workers, binmen, drivers and on and on. What is different about GPs?

Perhaps it’s the £100K+ pa that they get that makes them susceptible to infection?

Or is my doctors practice an exception?

Nominated by: Cuntstable Cuntbubble

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-57229848

This ultra-remain organisation was founded by, among others, Gina Miller of late and unlamented fame. There’s no need for me to set out what’s it’s all about. You can see for yourself from its risible website.

It’s also landed on a terrific wheeze to console crestfallen remainers. If you ask nicely, and preferably make a donation, then on the July 23rd fifth anniversary of the leave vote, you can have your name projected onto the side of one of the EU’s ugly buildings in Brussels, saying how much you love the EU. These are called “message of hope” but “messages of hopeless cunts” would be closer to the truth.

Since the proposed second referendum collapsed, Best for Britain has been struggling to keep in the limelight. This is their brilliant solution.

Knowing how much we all love the EU on ISAC I have asked for ISAC’s name to be projected on 23rd July. Only kidding!

What a bunch of cunts.

https://www.bestforbritain.org/

Remainer Game Plan for Brexit Reverse

Nominated by: Marvellous Mechanical Cunting Machine

and seconded by: Hard Brexit Cunt

I’ll second this having read about it from the second half of Douglas Murray’s commentary in the Telegraph yesterday.

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2021/06/05/stonewall-lords-woke-training-industry-corporate-racket/

He made the rather amusing suggestion which follows.

“Unfortunately, I spot a glitch in the plan. For there is a single box for those who would like to have their name projected but do not want to make a donation.

I hate to plant ideas in anyone’s heads. But might we not finally get some pleasure out of the pleasure-less “Best for Britain” crowd?

If for one night the buildings of Brussels 
were covered with the names of various serial killers and cartoon characters, then perhaps all sides could agree that it was a good thing that we left and call it quits?”

Don’t you just luurve America? Home of the brave, land of the barmy ‘mental health’ practitioner…

I mean, take the example of one Dr Donald Moss. In a recent article published in the Journal of the American Psychoanalytic Association, the good doctor stated that ‘whiteness is a malignant, parasitic-like condition’, and that it’s ‘voracious, insatiable and perverse-with no permanent cure’. Well I’m no shrink, but this sounds like a very severe case of self-loathing and inadequacy to me; perhaps his mommy didn’t love him or something.

Or take the case (somebody ought to, by the sound of it) of psychiatrist Dr Aruna Khilanani. Khilanani stated in a recent lecture at Yale University that she fantasised about ‘unloading a revolver into the head of any white person that got in my way, and walking away guiltless with a bounce in my step, like I did the world a favour’. Blimey; deep seated aggression issues towards white people, or what?

Imagine needing assistance from a medical health professional and getting a referral to a nutty professor who seems to be more in need of help than you are.
Physician, heal thyself.

Nominated by: Ron Knee

White malignant parasites

Shooting White People

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