The latest series of ‘Dr Who’ has ended, and what a car crash in slow motion it’s been. The scripts were dire, and the actors as animated as cardboard cut-outs. Far worse however is the fact that the show has been hijacked to serve a postmodern neo-Marxist agenda, and it’s infected the show like a cancer.
This politicisation of content has slowly become noticeable in recent years. Former head honcho Steven Moffat was clearly set on pushing the Social Justice Warrior message, labelling those who argued that a female Doctor would be against the show’s ethos as ‘not progressive’.

In spite of rumblings from the fanbase, new ‘showrunner’ Chris Chibnall ploughed ahead, insisting that he wanted to ‘tell stories that reflect our modern society’. I’d have no problem with that sunshine, except that you’re not so much telling stories as pushing propaganda. You’ve got your close buddy, the incredibly wooden Jodie Whittaker, on hand to assist; a Doctor sans balls to push the persistent feminist angle even harder. Your antipathy to males, esp. white males, is crystal clear.  Your anti-capitalist, anti-Trump, anti-American bias is blatant. In short Chibnall, you’re another ‘showrunner’ who’s bent on imposing your ideological viewpoint, and your intention sucks.

So Who Cares? Does it really matter? Well I think it does. ‘Dr Who’ is made by the BBC, which is publicly funded. The BBC is required to entertain and educate, and to be IMPARTIAL. The show is quintessentially a piece of early evening fantasy entertainment for the family, and I expect to be entertained by it, not subjected to a stream of finger-wagging, radical left wing cant.

Short of a thoroughgoing overhaul, I think that ‘Dr Who’ may be beyond saving, a much loved icon sacrificed on the BBC’s high altar of ‘right on’ political correctness. If ratings on the likes of ‘Rotten Tomatoes’ are anything to go by, where the show has a disastrous 23% audience ‘like’ score, I’m not alone. ‘Ideology first, entertainment a long way second’ doesn’t seem to be a popular approach, and the natives are extremely restless. 

I doubt very much whether the SJW hacks now at the wheel care that much about securing  good ratings any more though. I think that first and foremost, it’s about having a platform to spread their gospel. It’s about shoving the doctrine of ‘identity politics’ down the throat of the show’s fanbase, even if they choke on it.

I despise this sort of self-righteous moralising from that self-styled ‘national institution’ the BBC, particularly when I’m bleeding well paying for it. ‘Dr Who’ is probably the most blatant example of it at present, but watch this space; this disease is going to spread if they can get away with it. 

Fuck you British Broadcasting Cunts.

Nominated by Ron Knee

Chris Chibnall is a cunt…

Now, we all know how the BBC has royally fucked up Doctor Who, and that longstanding fans of the show despise what has been done to it… We can blame the hordes of Pak-A-Maks and Mills & Boons that now infest every episode… We could blame the laughable Susan Hampshire meets Eddie Waring female Doctor…. But the biggest cunt is undoubtedly the ‘showrunner’ Chris Chibnall…

After the godawful Stephen Moffat, Chibnall could have changed things for the better, even with Whittaker in tow…. But this cunt has made the series even worse and now totally unwatchable…. From the misandry of the whole thing, to ludicrous finger wagging libfuck shite like that Rosa Parks bollocks and the ‘Pakistaniis are great’ episode, right through to the pregnant man and the female DIY Dalek… The gruesome nadir being the woman (what fucking else?) building a new look crappy Dalek and the snide anti-Brexit ‘gags’ in the New Year Special…

Anyone involved in it now is a cunt… Whittaker is a cunt, Walsh is a cunt, the aspiring architect is a cunt, the parking stanley is a cunt… But Chibnall is the biggest cunt…

Nominated by Norman

Oh, by the living toasted balls of Lucifer…here we go again. A cunting must be needed for the media and public overreaction to the coldish weather. Amber weather warnings and scaremongering literal snowflake news reports of “Ice Chaos” are coming in again. People have apparently already crashed on Britain’s roads due to ice and about 0.9mm of sleet on the ground at the time of writing this.

Other countries that have several feet of snow and the minus chart gets into two figures must be laughing their cocks and cunts off at us. A slight dusting of snow, and the entire country grinds to a halt, services stop, schools close, people start stockpiling groceries and fighting each other in scummermarkets as if it were a “Threads” style nuclear holocaust, people start stressing out on FaceFuck, Instacunt and Twatter about the so-called “crisis coming our way” and motorways will be blocked due to jack-knifed HGV’s making everyone’s day a cunt of exhibition grade quality. Fuck me in a pigeon-loft. Some HGV’s overturn if there’s a fucking banana peel on the carriageway.

No doubt the blue-haired personages of Neverland persuasion will be stockpiling food for their unicorns and the ginger right-on Rupert Bear hipsters will be stocking up on granola and beard-oil for the winter apocalypse that’s thundering our way. “This ice and snow deeply offends me”. Fuck off, you pixiedust cunt.

This isn’t the Sahara, the Bahamas or a known heat-level akin to the depths of hell? Haven’t sheeple in this country seen snow and ice before? Jesus on a unicycle, it’s the same situation every cunting year? Greedy, over-entitled, selfish and cuntish society. Welcome to the era of non-responsibility…and cuntitude. It’s winter! It’s supposed to be cold. For the love of Pete!

Nominated by Twatvarnish

The weather can be a cunt sometimes. I see it is minus 11 degrees in parts of the UK at the moment and fuckin’ 42 degrees where I live in Australia.
Thank fuck “Star Trek ” style teleportation is not here yet. We would be flooded with shivering Poms and you would be inundated with blistered Aussies. From the news it even seems it is going to get colder here and hotter in Australia in the coming weeks. Mind you, I’ll take the heat over the cold at any time.

Nominated by Grumpy Old Cunt

I would like to nominate The Homeless for a cunting.

Now this is the season of “Good Will to All Men” (is that sexist? tough), so is the Rebel such an unkind and unfeeling cunt…well, I never used to be….

Last week in Lutonistab I rock up to my usual “unofficial” parking space at the digs and am immediately accosted by a couple of the “spare sam change forra cuppa gav’nor” types asking forra “spare” tab.

I explained I only smoked rollies (with no funny business in there either) – even better they say.

Well it was the first properly frosty night of the year and so I rolled them a couple each (cos they were shivering) and gave them a wee baggy of baccy in a money bag with a packet of papers and some tips.

After we had a smoke together and I was about to leave them they asked if I could spare some change. Well I had no change, I had a tenner, that’s it.

Fuck it I thought, even if they drink it, drug it, or actually go to the hostel – as they said – I couldn’t handle being out in -2 either! So I gave them the tenner.

My kindness was repaid by me finding my car the following morning with no driver’s side window and – the irony – fuck all taken, because there was fuck all to take, because I’m not a fucking idiot!

Lo and behold the digs CCTV shows one of my new found “friends” bricking my window, whilst t’other was the lookout.

O’course Beds police were all over it. After being redirected from 101, to Beds police telephone, to the automated operator telling me I can now register my crime online, or wait to speak to a moron…o’course this was at the unsociable hour of 8.15am…

“Hello this is Bedfordshire Police. No one can take your call right now but if you leave your name, number or gargle with a blood-filled final death rattle, we will get back to you. Your call is important to us.”

So I leave my message, but the infuriating thing is that my mass produced Japanese car had no fucking side glass in the entire southeast of England even though I’ve seen dozens of “grooming rape-gang” types driving them as taxis – yeah really fucking exotic!

That necessitated an extra night in hell and £75 of my hard-earned going to Autoglass.

That’s not what really rankles. What really rankles is the fact I was accosted by another cunt stood outside Lutonistab McD’s yesterday asking for my spare change to which I replied: “No, sorry.”

To be lectured: “Oh, wey’ul vat’s noice mayte. Oy mean, it’s ownly fackin’ Christmas ain’t it!”

I walked straight over to the cunt and gave the cunt the full SP (including showing the cunt the images Bedfordshire police were disinterested in) and said: “So right MATE! WHAT THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO IN MY SITUATION!?!”

“Wey’ul, that wan’t me was it!”

So I offered to buy the cunt a McD’s to which – honestly – the cunt replied: “Oy dun loike ’em!”

Well tough to be you, you cunt! I also told the cunt to pass it around in his circles that treating kindness like a cunt will be repaid tenfold!

This on the same day that it’s announced that 300 or 600 homeless died last year. Well, with the exception of former squaddies badly let down by our immo-loving govt, TOUGH!

As Dick would say, fuck ’em!

Bah Humbug,

Rebel Ebenezer Cunt!

P.S. Bedfordshire police did call back the following day to give me an incident number and to ask if I needed “Victim Support Counseling”, I shit you not! Good job I decided not to deride the cunts on twitter otherwise – as a tax-paying, hated, middle-aged, white man, I’d be in chalky now!

Nominated by Rebel Without A Cunt

British Weather
Those who perceive the British weather in a series of myopic delusions are stoopid cunts aren’t they?
Now that winter is here, every five minutes people are going to be harping on about that imminent snowfall that’ll make the country look like Santa’s north pole.
Three millimetres of icy slush will settle and the whole workshy country will have a day off school and work. Apparently people can’t drive in the snow. Hardly Swiss snowdrifts though are they? It’s just a bit of oily slush.
The reality of course is a never ending misty drizzle that permeates everything. So bad in fact that nobody will even go outside. Every dog in the country is taking a shit on the lawn because their owners can’t face a bit of rain. Fucking pussies, it’s been raining for thousands of years here, you’d think we’d be taking it in our stride by now.
These same people will be the first to start wittering about the mythical Indian summer during the April rains.
Fucking deluded cunts.
The same ones who actually think a bit of wind coming in from the Atlantic constitutes another alphabetically named storm. Or a bit of an icy breeze necessitates an entire sentence.
“Beast from the east” my fucking arse.
Why must we all pretend things are all so much more dramatic than they actually are?

Nominated by Cuntflap