I would like to nominate the (anti) social media site LinkedIn for a cunting.

I had avoided this shite for years until I was press-ganged into joining by the MD of a company I was working for back in 2007.

After replying to his one and only message to me – which was a connection request – it remained unused for another 10yrs.

I use LinkedIn for one purpose, and one purpose alone, to check to see if my referees are still working at the same place/have the same job title when sending out my CV for a new job.

Obviously in that time LinkedIn now has the obligatory “app” and when using it for the first time in 2yrs it suddenly struck me that it literally is FaceCunt lite.

The home page is just strewn with virtue-signalling messages manufactured for likes alone. Don’t these twats get enough endorphin hits from their multitude of other (anti) social media outlets without polluting this site with their irrelevant, vacuous bullshit!

LinkedIn was supposed to connect businesses and workers, end of. The addition of a message board may well increase LinkedIn’s click-bait revenue stream but it has turned it from being a tolerated experience to a loathsome one.

And it’s not without its neo-liberal Stasi, always on hand to deplatform anyone not “on message”.

I remember one heinous crime where – in response to some “likes” fishing message – the responder (obviously a waycist Nazi) replied: “I don’t care, this is a business site for goodness sake!” – well you’d think so wouldn’t you?

I fucking howled at that one! Alas the LinkedIn Stasi were less mirthful. The next day I went to show a work colleague mate (with similar views on social meejah) the message and response, and while the purile “look at me” message was still there, the response was gone.

Moreover a search for the responder revealed that they too were gone from the site!

So LinkedIn is a cunt, and is no different to all the other (anti) social media platforms that have single handedly removed any notion of common sense, or thinking for oneself, from the digital sheep masses.

Cunts!

Nominated by Rebel without a Cunt!

Atheists

‘Let’s start at the very beginning, it’s a very good place to start’. There was a Beginning. There was a Start. There was a ‘Creation Event’. There was The Big Bang. Now this last was formulated by the priest- scientist Father (later Monsignor) Georges Lemaitre.
Now before Lemaitre and Einstein the prevailing scientific view was a ‘steady state’ universe. In other words that it had always existed and would always exist. Lemaitre PROVED by his observations and calculations that there was a BEGINNING. In fact, there is more evidence with ‘red shift’ and radio waves for The Big Bang than for Relativity.
Now Lemaitre didn’t get up one morning and think to himself-‘I am going to prove the truth of Genesis’. No, it is first and foremost a scientific explanation (but as I will try to show with religious implications) of how the universe came into existence.
You know the Pope at the time was cockahoop and wanted to use it as a way of spreading the Faith. But Lemaitre rebuked him insisting that discussion was kept in the scientific realm.
When Einstein first heard the theory expounded by Lemaitre he said-‘This is the most beautiful and satisfactory explanation of creation to which I have ever listened’.
‘Nothing comes from nothing, nothing ever could’. Nothing comes from nothing. Ex nihilo nihil fit. (with thanks to Freddie the Frog). Nothing comes from nothing. Now nothing is not an The Abyss or The Void because those two words predispose the existence of space. No nothing means ABSOLUTELY nothing. There was no space-no extension. There was no time-no duration. I know it is difficult to get your head around but please bear with me.
So there was NOTHING. NO THING. Then there was SOMETHING. Now nothing comes from nothing remember. In other words NOTHING CANNOT CREATE.. Only a Creator can create. Therefore there must be a CREATOR. It is intellectually dishonest to hold to a different view.
Now you might try and slip out of this by slipping into another universe. The Multiverse idea. Which, I’m afraid, I cannot be arsed to go into. But if you read Father Robert Spitzer (another religious simpleton) at the Magis Center he explains it all. To do with The Penrose Number, the Law of Entropy (that all matter tends to dissipate), other stuff.
Anyway, I’m done.

Nominated by Miles Plastic

I would like to nominate someone who is no stranger to the heady world of cun*dom, namely, James Corden. So synonymous with the C-word is this desperate and entitled attention whore that the new C-word is in fact ‘Corden’ (C*rd#n). Oozing sycophantic ass-lickery out of every sweat pore replete with barrel upon barrel of swollen-headed self-conceit, this OBE winning, insincere narcissist has long been rumbled by the British who could smell his BS from Andromeda, and has therefore gone down the well worn path of using his Britishness in America. A quick look at Tripadvisor’s reviews written by people who went to see the Late Late Show being filmed, will soon shatter any illusions Americans may yet harbour of his being really a likeable fat guy and leave you in no doubt that he is a colossally obsequious jackass whose talent is inversely proportional to the size of his ego.

Nominated by Greg

I’d like to nominate Male Feminists.

Disliked by both men and women, these creepy, feeble-bodied, weak-chinned little ‘nice guys’, neckbeards and soy boys usually find themselves relegated to friend material by most women they know for sheer absence of sexual magnetism and masculine charm. If a woman decides that men can never really get to call themselves ‘feminist’, they nod and bow obsequiously, grovelling and slobbering at the pedicured feet of womankind, ever so ‘umbly reminding everyone that they are merely ‘allies against the patriarchy’, all the while plotting the next friendly tickle, fondle or other molestation at their news outlet’s office party.

Soy-lent grin for the camera, a wandering clammy paw and ‘squeeeze!’

Another male feminist gets hit with an assault charge and fired from his job in the ‘progressive’ media or academia. Others care so much about the rights of women to hold opinions, they happily roundhouse them at pro-life rallies.
(See hardresser and Trudeau-a-like Jordan Hunt).

They mock Trump for his little hands, but pretty much everything about these creeps is atrophied. Most carry with them an inflated opinion of their intelligence, charisma and competence, but it manifests as desperation and sweaty eagerness-to-please, and for clueless men who aren’t chiselled actors or athletes with a huge public profile, wearing a t-shirt with ‘this is what a feminist looks like’ over their podgy man-tits will only arouse a smirk from most functioning adult women.

These creatures struggle to get anywhere with morbidly obese feminists like the famed trigglypuff, let alone any sexually desirable women.

That is why their only chance of ever getting close enough to cop a feel is to live a lie, and try to convince hopelessly naive, sheltered middle-class gender studies morons that ‘I just hate toxic masculinity and the patriarchy for enforcing a heteronormative gender role on me, grrrl. I’m no ‘chad’… I’m a nice guy. can I cum on your tits now, whore?’

Male feminists; the clueless molesting the clueless.

Nominated by Cuntamus Prime