Information Overload

Okay, so this is a pretty weak-arsed nomination about something rather superfluous in the great scheme of things.

As much as I appreciate the internet, and have done so since the late 80s when it belonged to the sad nerdy, geeky, D&D types who spent all their time locked away in their bedrooms writing code, playing computer games and downloading hot p0rn at 5Kb/s over a phone line modem all night long – but that’s another story.

The internet is a wonderful tool – quite possibly one of the Wonders of the Modern World in fact. Everything that you ever wanted to know is quite literally at your fingertips via a good search engine (privacy issues aside)

Because of things like YouTube and Google Search, I can now repair/build/learn/absorb/discuss a whole host of things that were well out of my reach 20 or 30 years ago. Today, for example, I learnt how to replace a toilet flush system thanks to YouTube, saving me a few quid on calling a plumber out.

However, the downside to all of this free access to everything, is that there really is far too much information to fully comprehend.

Returning to my example of the flush system – I did a search and it brought back pages and pages of videos and articles on the subject, which meant going through a handful (sorted by viewings or likes), to find one suitable for my needs.

This took about 25-30 minutes before I found the one that ticked my particular box. (what kind of cunt showing you how to replace a flush system decides to have loud rap music and pointless editing messing up the entire experience ffs!)

Other examples of spending too much time sifting through the great swathes of information include fixing Windows 10 problems; reading news articles, carrying out online shopping, checking train timetables, wondering what time of wood seal to use for my patio table and chairs; reading blogs ….and on and on and on….

And the bigger problem is that when you start reading up on something – for example reading a blog article about the pleasures of motorcycle journeys, is that it will carry a link to another article which takes your interest. So you follow that, and then there’s another one. And before you know it you have 4 or 5 tabs open full of information relating to bikes, but you rarely complete any of them because there’s too many other things on the go, and time is marching on!

It’s like starting a DIY project – all full of enthusiasm and vigour at the outset; but then you quickly begin to put things off “until the next day”, and all of a sudden it’s completely abandoned!

So too with information – there’s simply too much of it, and it takes up far too much of my spare time. In fact if I did a Google on this very subject it will probably contain pages and pages of stuff explaining why I am spending too much time sifting through information, even though it will mean spending too much time sifting through information to understand how to reduce my time sifting through information….

Fucking hell, even this nom is a waste of time reading through all this stuff about information….. stop the world, I wanna get off! (ps. does anyone know how?)

Sometimes its best to be a thick cunt and live in blind ignorance.

Nominated by: Technocunt

Ed “The Snitch” Miliband (12)

Here’s a blast from the past. Ed Miliband.

Not content with betraying his brother by being a back stabbing twat, it seems old Wallace now has ambitions of being a snitch.

Following this bullshit rule about gatherings of more than six people, he told ITV political reporter Shahab Khan that he will report people to the police if he’s sees people in groups of more than six.

Fuck me. He’s already made himself a monumental cunt by being the second most useless Labour leader after magic grandpa, now he wants to show the world he’s a galactic cunt.

I bet this little prick got the absolute shite kicked out of him at school, because he was constantly grassing on his schoolmates.

What an utter cunt.

Nominated by: Quick Draw McGraw

Kate Green M.P.

Let’s have a rousing chorus of The Red Flag as we give a cunting to the dykie looking shadow minister for Edu-kation, Kate Green. The baritone voiced harridan wants Gavin Williamson, to “guarantee” the poor little bubbas at “uni”, especially in Manchester, can go home at Xmas to see their fam-i-lees.:

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-54313054
Does the silly bitch not realise that life doesn’t come with guarantees?. How can any sane person (admittedly most Labour wimminz are not sane – some indeed are certifiable) – guarantee anything on these “unprecedented days” 10 weeks hence?. Is the dirty ugly fucker for real?. Along with Anal-ease Ken Dodd, they look as raddled as Miss Havisham, women who have cobwebs in their bloomers.

This is just another prime example of Dame Kweer’s mincers and benders trying to stir up fear, uncertainty and discontent.
Dame Kweer- the maiden aunt back seat driver, who is as thick as pig shit and twice as nasty.

Butch Kate ought to get together with Bulldyke Phillips to “prove” that students are the victims of the patriarchy. Along with the Starmer charmer they would be all girls together. Girls Aloud.

Students knew the 2020/21 intake was going to be challenging. If they can’t stand the heat they should have stayed out of the kitchen. Wankers – which, come to think of it, is probably what they are doing in their halls of residence.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs

Right Said Fred


Right Said Fred are cunts.

The 90s ‘I’m Too Sexy’ novelty hitmakers have ‘done a Jedward’ and used current ‘issues’ to get a long forgotten act noticed again.

The daft duo – like ex Stone Roses frontman , Ian Icke – have a bee in their bald bonnets about Covid 19 and how ‘wrong’ it is to have masks and social distancing.
I thought that Right Said Fred would encourage the ‘six person’ rule. After all, six people in one room would surely triple their audience.

Deeply dippy cunts.

(I see what you did there. Very clever – Night Admin)

Nominated by: Norman

Daniel Andrews (Incompetent Bellend from Oz)

 

Daniel Andrews is a stupid cunt!

Among a raft of illogical torturous convicted regulations relating to exercise by the public in the state of Victoria In Dropbearland, released by him is the following:

“Cricket teams may now practice in the lead up to the southern summer season, but only in groups of 10 persons max”.

Think on that.

What a fucking specky jug-eared twat.

And now you have Boris and his bureaucrats workshopping up a suite of similar monomaniacal whims to impose on the good folks of Blighty. Give me and you fucking strength

Nominated by: Three Strokes

(More general infromation about this cunt from down under – DA https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-8758579/Daniel-Andrews-demands-extraordinary-new-law-let-government-officials-arrest-Victorians.html