I’m making this emergency cunting for this “Grenfell selfishness” involving victims and family of the Grenfell Tower tragedy and those facilitating this debacle.

The money falling off the money tree into this fast flowing river is ridiculous, much of it is unjustified and doesn’t help the situation or those involved.

The taxpayers seem to have landed this bill as I haven’t heard of one single insurance company having paid out. Anyone else?

Those in hotels are paying for nothing, no cooking, no dishes, housework, laundry etc etc because they won’t accept other accommodation and NOT that they haven’t been offered it.

Benefits still being paid despite compo payments taking savings above thresholds.

Free funerals & family travel accommodation costs met.

They gather daily in numbers and are all in contact with each other via phone & flowal media (warned to watch, what they say on line by their friendiee sources) “ganging up” against the local authorities at every opportunity.

The couple who lost “their uncle” stated after the memorial that they are “all getting to know each other really well and are like one big family now”.

There are some now expecting two homes where they previously lived in one, allegedly to make it easier for the local authorities to get them homes? Yeah right!

If one family reject a home, all the others know about it before the authority even get to chap another door to offer it to them.

Many are suffering understandable stress & trauma, which I express full honest sympathy with those residents who lost family and escaped themselves that night. I would never want to see that building again and would happily relocate away in order to do this.

The money from the government and the continued and escalating payments from charities collected and redistributed by the Red Cross coming in would easily enable this.

However this cuts the future flow of further compo. No more stress money for having to see / stay next to the tower. They will have to pay rent again when homed.

Some expect cash payments to “organise and pay their own” mental health counselling.

Some even expect a free home for life and the housing benefit paid “for what the government has done to them”. What the actual fuck?

The government didn’t do anything other than stupidly start offering money to meet costs that home insurance, landlords insurance or business liability insurances should have met. Now the government have started, they can’t help themselves. They are so busy chasing their arises over brexit that they can’t / dont want to see the rising costs involved here.

The insurance companies get a good old government back scratching and are pissing themselves, not paying out a coin and instead met at our expense.

What’s boiling my piss even more is those cunts from surrounding homes or even further away trying it on with success, jumping on this gravy train when unaffected other than the horrible view out their windows.

Victims families from out with the area / country are also being “put up while they wait for news”?

What news do they expect?, no more good news left, they want to hang around (off work with stress) likely right up until the last enquiry is complete. Why aren’t they returning home and grieving away from the situation that feeds their emotions and anger, maybe trying to get some normality in their lives restored?

The piss taking has to stop. I got offered a council flat in what was termed locally ” Gaza strip” which I refused. I then got offered another flat that was pretty shit, however I was told if I refused, I would be offered a different flat back at “Gaza” which if I refused would send me to bottom of housing list again.

I took the pretty shit flat and put in hard work, time and money i worked hard for, and eventually made it a nice home for me and girlfriend.

Twenty five years on, people are entitled to everything.

Yet I worked since left school never unemployed. I’m fighting DWP sanctions regularly for a poxy £72 a week due to an industrial accident which I’m off work unpaid, awaiting surgery.

I get sanctioned, accused of not going to medicals they didn’t ask me to attend, eleven weeks later they refund it and actually ask me to a medical which I attend. Two weeks later another sanction as some “nurse” reported back I’m fit as a fiddle. I object to the report full of lies & shit and now twelve weeks on awaiting a decision.

I wish I had stayed in Grenfell, not sitting here freezing, cunting to get a heat from inner rage, having to worry about Christmas or how I’m going to pay my gas bill in New Year. I’ve had a shit twenty months mainly due to the NHS waiting lists and shit from DWP every letter filled with joy!

DWP’s mates at HMRC join in kicking me while im down, expecting me to conjur up payment for a 2015 bill for £600 due to employer error when cunty DWP not paid me a penny for about 14 weeks now.

Government, DWP, HMRC & NHS have robbed me of two years of my life. I paid my end of contract with contributions on £3.5k earnings a month for last 20 years. Now I need & get fuck all but grief my medicated brain could do without.

Thank god for MasterCard or we would be homeless, not in a hotel getting wined & dined… HOMELESS!

Sellfish Grenfellians get it handed on a plate but it will never be enough. A working citizen fights for a slap in the face.

Sorry all, I’ve heard enough of it…i

Nominated by Basement Bob

I’d like to nominate a TV programme I never even knew existed for a cunting called “Just Tattoo of Us”.

The basic premise is that you get two friends or family members and have them pick a tattoo which best describes their friend/relative and have that daubed on them for eternity.

All in the quest for “light” entertainement.

Moreover they select the perfect chav hosts with some cunt from Geordie Shaw and some cunt from “Towie” (whatever the fuck that is).

I remember watching the 1986 classic RoboCop and seeing mock adverts for TV shows like “Climbing for Dollars”, etc., thinking: “Ha! The future what a cunt! It’ll never be like that!”

Alas the reality 30yrs later is far worse.

Nominated by Rebel without a Cunt!

I’ve just recently had some new neighbours who have replaced a decent couple decided upon moving up the chain. Their arrival was announced when I was asked by an eager delivery cunt to take in a parcel which turned into half a housefull of furniture and boxes. I sat on them stacked out, awaiting collection from the newbs but nobody came.

The following morning I went up to introduce myself and tell them they had some stuff at my place, and was met with Sasha or John Digweed blaring out accompanied by a still “fucking ‘ell off ma tits” pregnant cunt. She was in no rush to get them though, no sirs, “I’ll send me fella down in a bit”. No thanks though.

Half nine in the evening captain pop eyes turns up wanting his shit. His introduction went as far as saying he plays bongos for some troupe that still accompanies Cream. I was most impressed, given he’s probably the same age as me, and I gave up the shitty club scene about 25 years ago. Leathery old looking couple with no decency or manners, and to this day still blaring out golden oldie tunes till the wee hours.

I had to be up for work at 5.am as usual the other day for a twelve hour shift. Removed my ear plugs and was ushered into a new day of shit with Voodoo Rey. Fucking cunts. And their dogs.

Nominated by Ernst Stavro Cuntfeld

Gone are the days of a “10p forra cuppa guv?” down-and-outs ambling on their way between towns.

Now the cunts are annexing the point of source and – to quote Obi Wan – in growing numbers.

Where I am based through the week (Lutonistan) there is a triumvirate of cashpoints, both sporting at least 2 ATMs.

As Christmas approaches their encroachment in proximity to said ATMs decreases to the point where all 7 ATMs had a beggar sat – not near to – but directly underneath said ATM making it unavoidable not to have to interact with the cunts, if even to say “SHIFT!” or “FUCK OFF!”

Please note that there was a panda car decamped outside the local “peaceful” piri piri joint (serving authentic Catholic Portuguese halal chicken), in full view of these cunts hampering folk who actually earn a crust from getting there moolah (if not begging with menaces) and doing nothing about it (other than wiping the grease dribbling down their chins that is).

I wouldn’t care the fucker I had to avoid even had the audacity to say: “We take the folding stuff as well mate!”

Do you, do you really!?! OK how about I go and take a soft shit, wipe my arse, fold that and give that to you, you fucking CUNT!

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve chucked more than a quid in the odd begging bowl but these cunts take the fucking biscuit! Cunts!

P.S. I’d like to un-cunt the scouse lad who was with me (don’t know him but we were in the same digs last week) for a couple of priceless one-liners when dealing with said cashpoint beggars…

Beggar: “Spare a few quid forra a warm meal mate?”
Scouser: “Er, yeah, d’ya take switch lad?”

Same beggar: “Wey’ull cans you spare a fag mate?”
Scouser (smoking a tab): “Nah, sorry mate, I’m down to me last forty!”

Nominated by Rebel without a Cunt!

Congratulations to Ram It Home Ginger Rogers for correctly guessing that the next dead cunt would be that stalwart of 1970s Childrens TV (and latterly Alcoholics Anonymous), Keith Chegwin. Commiserations are due to Shaun for not achieving four wins in a row.

So the slate is wiped clean and we move on to Dead Pool 79.

Here are the rules (pay special attention to the first one):

1. Nominate who you think is the next cunt on the way out. You can have up to five choices. List your nominations in the comments of this post. It’s the current Dead Pool. Comments not in this post (e.g. in the previous one or other posts) will be ignored!

2. You win if your Cunt dies first.
Then the slate is wiped clean and we start again. Of course, you can always be a really annoying cunt and steal someone else’s dead cunt candidate from the previous pool (like Black and White Cunt frequently does).

Any cunt who tries to cheat by nominating the World’s Oldest Man or Woman is a cunt and will be ignored. Any anonymous cunt who can’t be bothered to make up a name for themselves will also be ignored. Oh, and the usual “Our Blog Our Rules” thing applies.

Nominations are now open on this post only. AND BEFORE YOU NOMINATE, FUCKING READ THE EXISTING NOMS TO CHECK THAT NONE OF YOUR PICKS HAVE BEEN TAKEN ALREADY! Good luck.

Fred West’s Nominations:

Clive James
Denis Norden
Leslie Phillips
Earl Cameron
Murray Walker