Spot the jihadi [1]

Here’s a great new game for all you cunts out there! A theme that could run and run!

Guess the town or city where the jihadis will strike next! Barcelona, Paris, Madrid, London? What do you think?

One guess per punter in the comments under this post please. Winner gets an all expenses paid trip to Mosul and a free AK47.

** The Rules **

To avoid multiple daily resets, attacks must result in multiple deaths or severe injury, and must take place in the Western World (Europe, North America, Australiasia). Events in shitholes like Afghanistan, where they are a daily occurence, are excluded.

This is a guessing game, not an endorsement of terrorism. Jihadis are all megacunts. Pershing had the right idea!

Redefining ‘vulnerable’


I want to nominate – NewSpeak no. 1: “Vulnerable” – for a cunting.

Dictionary definitions – 1. Exposed to the possibility of being attacked or harmed, either physically or emotionally. 1.1 (of a person) in need of special care, support, or protection because of age, disability, or risk of abuse or neglect.

Cunt definitions – 1. A person or persons who, while ostensibly the subject of caring left-wingers, remain for the most part a resource for certain left-wing activities, or ammunition for a political agenda. 1.1 An adjective used to categorise a person or persons for further use in achieving a left-wing political goal.

Examples –

“These homeless people are vulnerable, let’s help them for one day to make us feel good about ourselves, then forget about them for the rest of the year.”

“But the cyclist is vulnerable, so it can’t have possibly been their fault.”

Cunting details –

First of all of course there are vulnerable people (as in definition 1.) who require and duly receive help, from all people. This is good, and not the subject of this cunting. However, the nature of help that a certain type of lefty cuntbag – without enough self-awareness to see any kind of picture bigger than their own ego – likes to engage in, results in far less assistance for those that need it deserve, as their needs are absorbed into the whirlwind of ego-plumping, virtue signalling, and agenda bashing associated with such “help”.

To wit, (and here is my primary example), in a moment of “Brave New World” shock, I heard the term “hierarchy of vulnerability” used by a lady (who’s intentions were obviously bad to anyone other than herself) regarding the subject of road safety. The idea was that a persons responsibility for road safety was inversely proportional to that persons vulnerability. So, no matter what the circumstances, a pedestrian was less responsible than a cyclist, who was less responsible than a car driver etc.

To her, and possibly to many other cuntfaces, this makes perfect sense. “Yes”, they would say, “let’s make sure those horrid car drivers keep clear of the precious cyclists who can do no wrong. Oh won’t somebody think of the children!”

But of course this only would make any sense if everyone was exactly the same – but they aren’t are they you stupid fuckin cunts. Everyone is different, and there are a lot of stupid and dangerous cyclists and pedestrians on the road, while there are a lot of sensible ones too. Just like there are likewise drivers and pedestrians.

By unnecessarily classifying people as “vulnerable”, the result is that rather than their being a brave new world of safety and happiness for everyone (they are just trying to save lives remember), what actually happens is that those identified as vulnerable feel a undeserved and disproportionate sense of empowerment, and consequently act with less care, and more arrogance.

This literally results in a reversal of the natural order – and this isn’t a coincidence. The humanist and vapid ideology behind liberal thinking can only gain traction if it is seen to be working towards something better than what we had before. Unlike religion, liberal humanism doesn’t have the power of the fear of the collapse of civilisation behind it that religion does – it has to invent its own, so its power is the fear of a lack of perceived (yet non-existent) “equality”, which activists (cunts) are required to continually gossip publicly about until the state (god) is required to intervene.

So this is what vulnerability is mostly (there are exceptions) about for these bastard cunts. It’s about showing that this new utopia that they are creating is caring and appeals to the sympathetic urge in the short term. It doesn’t matter what the long term effects are, it doesn’t matter that cyclists run over red lights or undercut articulated lorries with impunity, paying for their life-taking risks with the entitlement afforded them by feel good bullshit propaganda. It doesn’t matter that school children walk in the middle of the road drunk on arrogance and ignorance while cars queue up behind them. No. As long as somebody feels that somebody cares about a victim group more than a perceived Victorian caricature, then someone (a cunt) can feel progressively more that there is some point to rewriting all the rules.

How about homeless people, are they vulnerable? Are they bollocks. They’re fucking tough as shit to be able to not only put up with the weather, lack of food and security, and the chance of being vomited on by a group of Marxist Society students (it should be the other way around) – not to mention the sympathetic looks from experts in pretending to give a shit. Of course you could easily be under the impression that almost all homeless people are just down on their luck, and couldn’t help it, but only a deluded self-satisfied cunt would think that. People are different, some like the chaos, some aren’t capable of living with others, some are just twats. The point is, most of them probably don’t deserve our sympathy, and none of them fucking want it.

But they are vulnerable, and so that means that hoards of do gooding twats will be up in arms anytime another sympathy slot comes up on BBC Breakfast (8.10am usually), a journalist needs something to do at the Guardian, or the Joseph Rowntree foundation needs to meet its monthly targets. Reality doesn’t matter – what matters is that there is a river of sentimentality flowing through the valley of homeless cyclists into the quango-mire of sympathy for more intervention by the state and state funded charities.

As stated at the beginning, yes there are vulnerable people who really need help – so go fucking help them you cunts and stop going on about it. Oh and FYI helping them doesn’t include giving money to charities who spend almost all of their money on high street shops, huge offices, and advertising campaigns. It doesn’t mean making them feel like the world owes them a favour. It doesn’t mean using them for political gain. And it cunting well doesn’t mean liking anything on facebook or retweeting something.

Fucking stop redefining language to make it suit your political agenda you ignorant, self-aggrandising cunts!

Nominated by Cunting Rank Wags

Sir Bruce Forsyth [6] and Jerry Lewis [2]

This past week has seen the passing of two A list celebs.As a tribute here is a rehash of their previous cuntings!

Bruce Forsyth:

Bruce Forsythe……just do us all a favour and fuck the cunt off our screens of a Saturday night, you dilapidated old cunt (I don’t even watch Strictly Come Dancing…..but its like its a constant presence isn’t it….like a buzzing fly, or genital herpes?)
Nice to see you! To see you nice! Why don’t you stick your chin up your arse and see if it fits? You Cunt! I’ve nicked that from Scarface obviously

Nice syrup, too!

Nominated by : King Binge [2013]

Bruce Forsyth has been a cunt for as long as I can remember.

Now Sir Bruce for services to mediocrity.

What a camp, talentless, consistent cunt.

Nominated by cuntstable cuntbubble [2011]

‘Strictly’ host, Bruce Forsyth, is a bald cunt

Nominated by Dioclese [2010]

Bruce Forsyth is a big chinned, rug wearing, coffin dodging cunt.

Nominated by Gigits [2009]

Jerry Lewis

Jerry Lewis, The Cunt orf Comedy
In his heyday in the fifties and sixties this prize wanker sported a greasy looking barnet with that “slicked back with me own spunk” look. Clearly the total tosser always had a ready supply on hand. In all his career on stage and in innumerable crap filums the mugging cunt has never made me laugh once. Although in fairness I did manage a little chuckle over his last coronary.

Needless to say considered a comedic legend by the French (as was Norman Wisdom by the Albanians to mark yer card) and received an “Homage” at last years Canne Film Festival. Needless to say the little circumsized cunt continues to lap up the pretentious adulation of the frog fuckers (who incidentally regard tuneless fuck Johnny Halliday as a rock god) . “Mais oui. Ve are zo out zair. Cool n’est pas. Ve zo get ‘im. Jerry is zo zo funnee you anglo fuckairs.”

Famously the cunt despises his deminishing audiences and anyone dumb enough to give the talent free zone a living. Oh how ironic mes amis. Difficult to think orf another performer so hated within his own profession (although Topol is a leading contender) for being such an irredeemable shitehole (steady on might start to admire the cunt).

Reasons to be cheerful. Jerry is now 88 and fills in his down time collecting terminal illnesses including prostate cancer, meningitis, a dodgy ticker, diabetes and drug addictions various. Now me pet vulture Gristle does not usually eat kosher but is very interested in trying this one. So tough cheddar old sports, have already nabbed the cunt for the Dead Pool.

Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke [2014]

Also a cunting to all of us for missing these two in the Deadpool.

Here is an old episode of the Generation Game for you all to watch at your leisure.Brucie at his best :P:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dt9_uFMDFmo

Barnardo’s

The actual photo used in the Barnardo’s campaign.

Barnardo’s need a cunting…the dense cowardly cunts are running an anti Female Genital Mutilation campaign and using a picture of a young white girl in the sodding poster!.Firstly, I resent the implication that indigenous Britons would get involved in this medieval shite and secondly why not show faces from the actual community that practices it?? Fucking appeasing PC cunts.

Nominated by Mary Hinge.

Big Ben Bureaucrats


The krauts could not do it. The IRA could not do it. Commie cunts could not do it but the high viz brigade have pulled it orf. Big Ben, the sound orf the Nation and orf democracy across the free world, the heartbeat orf London, is to silenced for FOUR fucking years. Can anything be done? Oit orf our hands say the faceless bugger clones orf Parliament. Been signed orf by two Parliamentary Committees says Sir Roger Snifter orf the League orf Parliamentary Poofters while pulling his nose oit orf the arse orf his researcher.

Put on your high viz vests, hard hats and groin protectors dear hearts before reading further – oh and better have a mandatory risk assessment for health and safety. You see the Queen Elizabeth Tower (it houses the bells cunts) is to have a refurbishment and scaffolding erected aroinde it so this may be done (bells in fine fettle already). Fear orn the part orf the limp wristed ones is that Sergei or Ivan or Petrov might have their personal spaces violated if they are up orn the scaffolding when the bells go orf. Apparently a nice pair orf high viz ear defenders and hurt feelings counselling is not considered adequate for the poor darlings.

Also unfathomable reasons given for not doing the obvious ie turning the fucking things orf for the time that the workers are actually orn the job. Real reason is that would be a dead give away for how few hours the cunts were actually doing a week.

Your Truly very suspicious that if the bells are turned orf they will never be heard again. Detect a stitch-up by the LibWog Alliance to silence the distressing sound orf white democratic supremacy. Sir Limply’s suggestion? Employ a gang orf deaf (sorry “differently abled”) cunts. Job done.

In past times the old speaker, Sir Cuntly Manners was celebrated for shagging his wife once a month. He would bestir himself at the midnight hour, making his entry upon the first peal orf the bell and his withdrawal upon the second thus completing the half dozen. If that fire engine had not gone past he would still be alive today.

Nominated by Sir Limply Stoke