
Graham Nash is a cunt.
The least talented of CSNY, but the most up himself out of them. His constant anti-Trump whining is beyond a piss take. The twat isn’t even American, yet he yaks on and on about how ‘bad’ Big Don is and how Trump has killed free speech. Doesn’t give a fuck about what’s happening in his native Manchester though, eh? Lectures on the (ex) US President from a millionaire rock relic from Salford? Hilarious.
Then there’s the staggering self importance. This cunt seemingly genuinely believes that he changed the world. Changed the world with several twee hippy songs that were average at best. He still thinks that people listen to him and/or CSNY because they have a ‘message’ for the world. It was an absurd enough idea in the 60s and 70s, but it’s even more daft that he still believes it. A bunch of feuding, coke guzzling ancient egomaniacs who shared the same hippy slappers are not the sort of people I look to for inspiration or wise words. The fact that they are still scrapping over petty squabbles and their latest tarts shows they haven’t changed a bit and how ridiculous they still are. Pushing 80 and still leaving their wives for hippychick trollops and fighting over it? Real peace and love that, eh? Never trust a hippy.
Nominated by: Norman



