Jacinda Ardern
Didn’t know anything about her until the Christchurch shootings. However now we know what a kneejerk, liberal fuckwit she is.
I don’t underestimate the horror of what went on but for fuck sake the outpourings from this woman are in a different league.
Here is today’s output following the earlier wailing, including wearing a headscarf and refusing to name the moron who did it:

‘New Zealand Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern has called for a global fight to root out racist right-wing ideology following last week’s deadly attack on two mosques in Christchurch.’

Where is this simpleton when UK and Europe are attacked? Where is she when mosques and markets are attacked in Pakistan, Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan? When planes are downed? When people are murdered or enslaved? Does she really want to make NZ the go-to destination for these fuckers?
The people of NZ deserve better.

Nominated by Cuntstable Cuntbubble

THE INDEPENDENT GROUP

I respectfully wish to nominate this worthless body of cunts who are taking £78,000 each of our money for being even more useless than the LibDems. Chucka Umunna and his bunch of ex-Blair babes, obese old-men-going-nowhere, and three ugly flannel bloomered Conservative tarts, has only been in existence for a month, but they have already run out of steam.

It is noticeable that even that heap of mincing, EU fawning, fruit flavoured shit, Nick Boles, who has jumped on the “Independent” bandwagon, will not join them – perhaps the wisest decision of his fifth rate career.

They have proposed one motion in the House of Commons for which they garnered 85 votes, and I am sure even the deluded baldy man Umunna realises he has made a massive fuck-up now that ageing comic Tom Watson and his outsize glasses have started his “movement” which all the Blairite arse-lickers and Mangledbum have signed up to.

I propose we give all the wimmin, especially the Soubry tart a great big badge saying “I was fucked independently by Chuka”, give the men a good slapping and make them face their electorate by forcing “Independent” ex Labour/Conservative MPs to fight for their own seats. If they lose as I expect 90% of them would, it will be time for them to go out and look for proper work.

This equally applies to that jailbird bint from Peterborough. There ought not to be this get out of jail free card whereby an MP who has thrown the toys out of their pram can just go on living on our charity. Fuck the lot of them.

Nominated by W. C. Boggs

Phone Scammers.
Indian phone scammers are the pits. I’ve had three on the line in one morning, named ‘Oliver’, ‘John’ and ‘Richard’; beautiful British names for twats with such pronounced Indian accents.
‘Oliver’ wanted to assist me (for a fee, natch) to eradicate a virus that had invaded my computer. Now if I would log on, he would guide me step by step… ‘John’ was from ‘Internal (sic) Revenue’, and was keen to assist me in resolving a tax issue. If I would just log on…
I’m surprised that anyone still falls for this b/s, but they do say that there’s one born every minute. Usually I enjoy a bit of harmless entertainment at their expense by pretending to be deaf and senile. But when ‘Richard’ came on, I began to think that life was too short, and tried to keep it brief. Sadly ‘Richard’ was a persistent shit, and things ended up going something like this;

Bring bring…
Me; ‘Hello’.
‘Richard’; ‘Good day, Mr Knee. I hope you are well today’.
Me; ‘I’m not interested in buying anything, thankyou. Goodbye’. Click.
Bring bring…
‘Richard’; Aah, Mr Knee, I am not salesman. I am Microsoft Assistance. I am advising you that your computer is registering error messages on a remote server…’
Me; My computer’s fine, thankyou. Goodbye’. Click.
Bring bring… (wtf?)
‘Richard’;(tersely) Why are you not talking with me? What is your problem?’.
Me; (sigh) ‘Look pal, you’re the one with the problem, as you don’t appear to understand me. So I’ll keep it simple. FUCK. OFF.’. Slam.
Bring bring… (Christ on a bike)
‘Richard’; (angrily) ‘You cannot be talking to me like that! (blah blah) I want an apology!’.
Me; (contritely) ‘Erm… ahem… yes you’re right. I haven’t felt myself today *cough* and I’m a bit uptight. Will you accept my apology?’.
‘Richard’; (testily) ‘Yes yes alright. Now your comp…’
Me; ‘I’m so glad, Richard, or Rashit, or Rancid, or whatever. NOW will you fuck off?’. Slam.
Bring bring… (goes to answering machine)
(!!!!!) Bring bring…

That’s right, rat. Waste your time trying to call me again. While you’re doing that, you’re not robbing some guileless sap elsewhere. You’re all utterly without scruples; cunts who disgrace your families and who deserve to rot slowly from the inside. I’ll happily piss all over whatever’s left.

Nominated by Ron Knee

The British Political System

I recently signed a petition to call for an automatic by-election if an MP leaves the party they were voted in on e.g. Anna Sourberry. The petition was unsuccessful and the Cabinet Office responded here:
https://petition.parliament.uk/petitions/242193

Apparently you vote for an individual, not a party and that individual can do what they like once elected. The individual doesn’t constitutionally represent the party they stood for. Wtf?? Well we have a rotten system don’t we? The House of Lords is unelected, we have government by an unelected cabinet and now it turns out that your MPs are just a random collection of individuals.

I’m staggered that our constitution is a shit fest of unfairness. Bunch of cuuuunts!

Nominated by Cuntologist

A drive-by Cunting for B.T.

I’m currently being deluged with both recorded and live calls from Cunts claiming to be about to cut my internet off. Obvious bollocks.
I’m on that Telephone Preference Service, but still getting them. Now, what really fucks me off is that, in this day and age,with all the technology available to B.T., it must be possible for them to shut these Cunts down. I rather suspect that if B.T. was losing money over these calls,a solution would be found pretty fucking quickly.

Fuck them.

Nominated by Dick Fiddler