Wireless 4 in particular and the BBC in general have gone into full Queen Victoria in Mourning mode as the most recent Grenfell Tower report has been published today (September 4th). Today this morning anticipated it, with a long interview from one of the fathers, and the misery will no doubt go on all day, wheeling out loads of Starmer arsehole crawlers.

But the poor BBC news reporters – let’s hope they all have the Samaritans number on standby- what with the drownings of illegal immigrants this week, now all these “why are we treated so bad?” darkies coming out of de woodwork innit.

The BBC wank themselves sore when stories like this come up -this is but one of several BBC website stories today:

BBC News.

Nominated by : W. C. Boggs

You all know that I think anyone who abuses animals, exploits them for gain and/or sadistic gratification should be tied to a stake and set alight, at a minimum.

Enter PETA , specifically Yvonne Taylor, VP of corporate projects. Now PETA exposes animal suffering in labs, and the food, clothing and entertainment industries.

Yvonne has written to Farrow and Ball, posh paint purveyors, to ask them to rename paint colours that “normalise exploiting animals”, such as ‘dead salmon, Au Lait and potted shrimp’

Obviously, having achieved their Worldwide goal of preventing the exploitation of actual, live animals, PETA can now turn their attention to a cruelty-free and almost Vegan company like Farrow and Ball.

Because having Elephants Breath paint renamed is much more important than saving pangolines from extinction, isn’t it? you vapid, pointless cunt.

Guardian

Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

Are they having a laugh?

You must all have noticed by now that if there is going to be a light shower tomorrow in your region the MSM will issue a local “ALERT !!!” …
Yes, about 5mm of accumulated gentle drizzle might probably fall somewhere near you. So you`ll need a hat. Or a brolly. What you won`t need, is a fucking lifeboat because you won`t be washed away in a biblical flood.

So, what am I cunting?

The cunts who name the `storms`, that`s who.

As per the link, `Lilian` isn`t a great name for a storm, is it?
I mean, is it difficult to come up with a good name? How about `LEVIATHAN !`

`Hubert` the hurricane` doesn`t really work, does it? But what about `HOLOCAUST !` – Surely this has a more formidable ring to it, you must agree?

`Timmy` tornado. `Walter` waterspout. `Armenta` Armageddon

And it goes on. And on. And on.

Cunts.

PS After rethinking this, and given that the entire bill for the `devastation` will probably be about forty or fifty quid, `Cedric` cyclone might be OK after all.

bbcnews

Nominated by Sam Beau.

is a cunt.

Speculation as to what is/was in Nancy Pelosi’s trousers/pants is a fairly unpleasant way of passing the time. The 84 year old cunt had her mishap moment at the Democrat’s National Convention this week. A media frenzy ensued.

Many were worried that it might have been the loony, gaga, hair sniffin’ President himself. He is, of course, a well known, and self-proclaimed geriatric sex fiend. The idea that Pelosi has the POTUS in her pocket is not a new one on ‘The Hill’

Whatever it was, it had obviously spent some time rubbing up against Nancy’s snatch. No doubt it will be available for auction among the faithful at one of Kamala’s future fundraisers.

Daily Fail

Nominated by Twenty Thousand Cunts Under the Sea.

Guardian

Given that the Gallagher brothers can’t stand the sight of each other, one is forced to ask the question why the talentless twosome have reformed the band to do a 14 date UK stadium tour. Surely it can’t just for the money can it?

Well, perhaps Noel’s attitude to reforming softened in the wake of a divorce that allegedly cost him £20m? Or maybe the High Flying Birds aren’t quite flying so high these days?

Whatever the reason the back catalog of rehashed Beatles’ songs will make them a few quid. After all, why bother to go into the studio and release any new material when you can just roll out the same old dross. It’s been so long that the kids will probably think it’s something new anyway.

A beg Admin’s indulgence for the following link to a song I released in 2020. The lyrics are so spot on that it might have just been written today just to mark this momentous occasion. I give you “We’re In It For The Money” which I humbly offer to the Gallaghers if they would like to include it in their set…

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Nominated by ChasC.

A second helping of not looking back in anger from Norman below.

The Oasis comeback….

Already I have had enough of it. The fuss and coverage of this has been ridiculous. First of all, is it the proper debut album era band, or just the Gallaghers with sidemen?

After all, they have had four drummers. So it’s anyone’s guess what sort of ‘band’ it’ll be. A band is a group of musicians who have a magic chemistry and work well together. It isn’t two bickering brothers and load of musos cashing in.

And the amount of morons it has attracted. One knobhead was gsushing about how the reunion is a great day for Manchester. Since when did the Gallaghers represent Manchester? As I recall, the brothers pissed off to London the minute they could, and they haven’t been back since. They are as bad as the Beatles and Cilla Black for shite off a shovel scarpering to the smoke.

And the other pricks who were talking shit today. One silly bitch on BBC Radio Manchester went on about how she saw Oasis in 1989. What? the 1989 when Oasis didn’t even exist? They formed in 1991. And this daft cow was actually presenting the radio show. And, on the same show, another mong yapped on about all the times he saw Oasis in the ‘Eighties’. I knew most of their fans were stupid, but come on…

Oh, and the predictable and nauseating bulllshit from Andy Burnham was present and correct. He can fuck off and all.

As you can probably tell, I am sick of this reuniion before it has even started.
What’s the story? Load of bollocks.

And a third chorus of Wonderwall from W C Boggs.

Every front page today – be they “serious” or cheap or free tabloids carries large photographs of two aging songsters, brothers, it seems, who cordially dislike each other, but, because they need advanced dental work, new trusses and Zimmer frames are reuniting after 15 years to purvey their brand of Britpop with their beat combo.

The Gallagher Brothers are back, and they are treated with all the reverence there would be if Sir Adrian Boult or Dame Myra Hess had risen from the dead.

No doubt many aging Radio 1/2 listeners are creaming their undercrackers at the thought of reliving their youths, but they – and these pop brothers – are now wobbling into middle age, and they will find they are not the fanny magnets they were back then. The battling brothers will probably have brewers droop which will disappoint the now advanced in years groupies, the trendies of 15 years ago are now balding or their tits are resting on their kneecaps. Change and decay in all around I see.

Provided they don’t kill each other on the road, or have another 15 year hissy fit, they might well soldier on like the Rolling Stones or geriatric McCartney, but the ridiculous spin on this non-event eagerly taken up by the press (perhaps to deflect attention from Starmer’s speil yesterday) reeks of undeserved hero worship and free advertising for two worn out old has-beens. The BBC’s news programmes were orgasmic in their love. Far better they and their fans just kept their memories of younger and happier days while sucking a Wurthers Original.

A pair of Mancurian arseholes are going to relieve their old tat at 2025 prices. Why bother?.

I give you a link from the cheapest (in every sense of the word) “newspaper”, though you will even find them in the Telegraph:

Addendum by Sam Beau.

The 2025 `DW Pension Tour`

Yes, I know they`ve been cunted twice before, but why not cunt them again – this time for being the greedy cunts that they are and cashing in on their back catalogue. Before one of them dies.

Not so fucking thick now, are they?

Fortunately, I`ve spent absolutely no time whatsoever trying to obtain a ticket for the upcoming tour whilst simultaneously laughing my face off at the pathetic cunts wasting hours of their lives trying to buy one – for a ridiculous price.

Might I suggest to the brothers it would be easier setting up a `Go Fund Me` page rather than having to actually get out of bed and tour globally the length and breadth of the UK?

But still, after having said all that, I do hope they further deprive millions more fuckwits of their hard-thieved cash with future jigs.

No doubt looking back in anger, it`ll certainly be a champagne supernova for them.

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