My Everest tourists are surely worthy of a Cunting. I have always been fascinated by tales of mountaineering and those courageous professional climbers that pit their wits against them simply because “they are there”. These professionals train hard, ascending higher and higher peaks until they have mastered their dangerous sport. It takes bravery and skill and one mistake can not only jeopardise the life of the climber but his companions as well.
But that’s not the case any more. If you have no or only negligible mountaineering experience and £50,000 to spare then you too can ascend the peak of Mt Everest, the holy grail of mountaineering. Every year, hundreds of wealthy tourists with no aptitude or experience pretend to be Sir Edmund Hillary and tackle the perilous ascent with the aid of specialist tourist companies and an army of underpaid, scared Nepalese Sherpas. Along the way they litter the mountain with their detritus and trash and put their lives and those of the exasperated Sherpas at risk through their ignorance and lack of skill or appreciation of the dangers. They frequently have to be rescued and a number have suffered serious injury and even death.
This irresponsible circus takes place every year. The Nepalese government love it because it brings dollars in. The Sherpas are ambiguous about it. They appreciate the chance to earn money but are terrified by the ordeal of shepherding the clumsy rich Western fuckwits who don’t know what they are doing and put the lives of the Sherpas at risk. The Sherpas are becoming quite militant about it. For them the mountain is sacred and must be treated with respect. They know it’s a killer. They are demanding more money. Quite a few were killed in a devastating avalanche whilst guiding tourists a few years ago. They also nearly rioted and beat up a tourist that called one of them a “motherfucker”, no doubt stressed because he had bitten more than he could chew.
Everest should be left to the Sherpas and professional mountaineers. I would love to go to Nepal to see Everest but I would remain in the lowlands to admire its majesty. No way would you get me climbing up there.
A mountainous pile of cunt.
Nominated by: Marvellous Mechanical Cunting Machine



