Run, Hide, Tell

Last Friday, two German female tourists were murdered and four other foreign women tourists were injured in the scuba diving resort of Hurghada, Egypt, by a terrorist knifeman. He only wanted to kill non-Egyptian women apparently.

What is the British government’s advice, when home or abroad, in the event of such a terrorist attack?

Well….it is …….

RUN,  HIDE,  TELL

So, would that be….

Run the 100 metres like Usain Bolt?

Play hide and seek?

Tell the teacher?

The ‘Run, Hide, Tell’ stay safe film is now being aimed at Brits abroad. Nothing like remembering to keep your eyes peeled, Shaw Taylor’s Police 5 style, during your two week summer hols in some North African/Middle Eastern pisshole khazi or even in the once safe European holiday hotspots. It’s no good, just getting pissed up at the bar, boiling like a lobster in the pool or frying like an egg on the beach. Instead, you mustn’t forget to listen out for the sound of marauding maniacs, shooting or stabbing your fellow sun worshippers to death.

Well, ‘Run, Hide, Tell’ is hardly the attitude that helped win WWII. Imagine if the Battle of Britain never happened, because the RAF just raised their hands, copying the garlic munching surrender monkeys across the Channel. Imagine if there was no Blitz spirit during the relentless bombing of London and no sense of camaraderie. Hitler with his Nazi suited and jack booted bovver boys, could have marched into Britain without needing to fire a round.

OK, so we are not at war in the traditional sense – this is a different type of war. One being waged by an enemy that does not respect the norms of civilised society.

Would not better advice be: stick together, help each other and fight back?

Obviously, if the terrorists have guns and bombs, the odds are different but when they use knives and vehicles as weapons, we can resist. Especially if we are in sufficient numbers.

So, if you see a group of knifemen or a vehicle being driven into people, pick up anything not nailed to the floor and throw it at them or the vehicle windscreen. Chairs, tables, bins, bricks, bottles, glasses, you name it….let them have it. Don’t cower in a corner, waiting to be shanked to death or mowed down.

Interestingly, during the knife attack on Borough Market it was a group of Romanians who threw bottle crates at the terrorists and a Spanish dude who set about them with a skateboard as a weapon. In a similar vein, during the London riots in 2011, it was Turks who took to the streets of North London, with meat cleavers and baseball bats to protect their homes and businesses. Likewise, Sikhs brandished their ceremonial swords to repel the rioters.

What has happened to the majority of people in Britain that they are too scared to defend themselves?  The post war generation of men have turned into a bunch of faggots and pussies. Even English football hooligans now get a pasting from Russian, Turkish and other assorted nations hooligans. Not that I’m condoning hooliganism but it is a symptomatic sign of the British population’s lack of desire and ability to fight. Men can no longer just be men. Society expects them to be no more manly than metrosexual at best, or outright queens and trannies at worst.

The young rabble rousers of the far left will don a balaclava, get together in massed groups, smashing up shop fronts and causing criminal damage, while demonstrating lemming like, in favour (or against) whichever cause is currently trending on Twatter, or some zleb is mouthing off about on unsocial media. As is usually the case they are ‘useful’ fools who are being misdirected with zero or little knowledge of the underlying issues.

Yet, where are they, when terrorists go on the rampage? Safe at home, in their bedrooms at their mum’s, playing ‘Call of Duty’, or scribbling on Facefuck. These inept, unthinking and gullible cunts, who are easily manipulated, make Dad’s Army look like Rambo.

They need to wake up, realise who is the enemy at this time and act when the need arises. It is the young generation who will have to live the longest with the consequences of failing to do so.

In fact, it is time for everyone to grow a pair.  Forget about notions of fighting for Queen and country – the elites don’t give a fuck about the people. They have allowed this situation to develop. They will always be insulated financially and be protected no matter what happens to the country and it’s people as a whole. This is about defending your own way of life, that of your family and friends and of determining your future.

This is time for a real life call of duty, not ‘Run, Hide, Tell’.

Nominated by Mike Oxard.

Matt and Lori Duron

Matt and Lori Duron are utter cunts.I think the picture above speaks for itself.This is their 10-year-old son C.J who is “gender nonconforming or gender variant”.They took him to a pride event and anyone who is familiar with pride knows that it is overtly sexual and filled with cunts wanting to shock and disgust people and blame it on homophobia.As you can all probably guess the Mother Lori has written a book based on a blog called “Raising the Rainbow” discussing her son’s fondness for girl clothes and toys despite him also liking boys clothes and stuff.I tried reading the blog but it was badly written narcissistic garbage (No surprises there) but was filled in the comments section with vacuous brown nosing comments with key buzz words such as “inspirational” and all that utter new age wank.I bet these arse licking commenters would cheer if the parents made their son shove a used tampon up his own arse!

What perfectly illustrates these morons despicable lack of self-awareness and responsibility is their response to Hollywood Actor James Woods tweeting to the above picture “This is sweet. Wait until this poor kid grows up, realizes what you’ve done, and stuffs both of you dismembered into a freezer in the garage “.They accused Woods of attacking their son and did not mention or seem to comprehend he was criticizing them as parents for blatantly using their child in an exploitative fashion in order to further their Social Justice agenda.Turns out the boy has been documented by his parents publicly since 5.Fucking 5? I bet if a child was being raised in a religious cult then these modern parents lookalikes from VIz would gasp at how awful it was even though they are guilty of the same sort of coercive abuse.I love how they and the Twittermongs and their fans such as shirt lifter Neil Patrick Harris don`t appreciate that exploiting a child in such a way is likely to cause them severe psychological problems down the line which is what James was getting at.

The funniest irony is that these so called parents would not let their son stay at Pride when they went home.So that is where they draw the line.At least there is one I guess.Fucking pitiful excuse for parents!CUNTS!!!!!!

Nominated by Shaun

Steven Moffat [3]

Steven Moffat’s crimes against my favourite childhood show mean Moffat is due another cunting on this esteemed website. Dr Who was (and should be) a kids’ show. It was always a bit cheesy and the effects were crap. But the point is, it was FUN. Tom Baker’s ludicrous overacting when trying to keep a straight face when faced with yet another “alien” that was clearly an extra covered in tinfoil and various bits of leftover props from other BBC shows. The goodies were good and the baddies were bad – only the Emperor in Star Wars comes close to Davros for sheer bloody-minded evil. I’m pretty sure Davros was wanking in that chair when he told Tom Baker he would release a virus that would destroy all lifeforms in the galaxy.

I saw the first episode of the latest series and didn’t have much of an opinion one way or the other. Pearl Mackie is neither the best nor the worst actress to play a Dr Who companion. I didn’t watch the rest of the series. But last night I got around to watching the first part of the Cybermen story. Fuck me, I don’t know what that was but it wasn’t Dr Who. The Cybermen should be doing something demented and improbable like taking over the Moon to use the tides to destroy the Earth or crashing a spaceship to wipe out the dinosaurs. The biggest problem though was that the episode was dull, so dull.

As I said, Dr Who should be fun; the crazier the plan by the Daleks or Cybermen or Ice Warriors the better. And I bet the BBC wouldn’t ever show Tom Baker’s one and only Cybermen story again – the Doctor and a couple of other characters were forced by the silver maniacs to wear suicide belts to blow up the planet of gold. They wouldn’t show that because retards would say it was a coded attack on everyone’s favourite victim group.

I’m not actually opposed to a female lead if the producers had a particular person in mind who they believed would be right for role. But it just seems that Moffat wanted a woman, any woman for the job. And most of the wankstains who go on about this don’t seem to be Dr Who fans anyway; why the fuck do they care about who plays the main character in a show they don’t even watch?

And Moffat, I’d just like to say that anyone who comes up with their own nickname – like perennial ISAC nominee Bonio – is a total and utter bellend. “Grand Moff” for fuck’s sake! What’s that sound I hear? It’s peter Cushing spinning in his grave.

Nominated by Cunts mate Cunt

Gwyneth Williams

(Gwyneth Williams is the controller of BBC Radio 4 so I guess directing this rant at her is appropriate)

While we have the BBC in the spotlight I would like to severely cunt the controller of BBC COMEDY on Radio 4. For years I have taken delight in listening to the 6.30 pm comedy even on the long wave if I was out of the country and before internet.
I’m sorry I’ll read that again, Navy Lark etc. All very dated now but nevertheless entertaining at the time. 3 of my favourite programmes that I always and still do follow are Dead Ringers, The News Quiz and of course I’m sorry I havn’t a clue, ISIAC to us oldens. Alas not anymore. I have just listened to the latest offering from ISIAC and quite honestly I felt embarrassed as it seem several members of the audience judging by the old laughometer Nobody could replace Humphrey Lyttleton and I suppose that Jack Dee does make a valiant attempt. The best part of the show is in fact the introduction where the venue and surrounding area are placed under the microscope with the ensuing piss take to follow. The main part of the show has in my opinion gone to the dogs. First Willie Rushton went and died on us, while Tim Brooke- Taylor and Barry Cryer die every week especially now that Graeme Gaerden has mysteriously disappeared. Which brings me seamlessly to the guests which replace these fallen figures. Last week we had the delights of Andy Hamilton and the beautiful bombshell Jo Brand, both with faces perfect for radio! This week it was John Finnemore and the elf like Susan Calman. Calman deserves a cunting chapter of her own although fortunately she did not bring her “wife”or periods up, otherwise I would have brought my dinner up. ISIAC has had its day, as has The News Quiz. Great in the days of Alan Coren, Barry Took, Linda Smith, Armandi Iannucci to name a few. I wasn’t keen on Toksvig as presenter and the episode where Calman and Sue Perkins were on made me lose the will to live. 3 dykes in one show, oh well done BBC. Now we have Miles Jupp and his fucking mates Brigstock Fat Fucker Jupitus, resident jock Fred MacAulay, Cunty Calman, suspect sexuality Jeremy Hardy and that bloke whose name I cannot remember or pronounce but he is always on some chat show or 30 minute comedy Ramakin Marrakesh or sumfink like that. (Good old English name) Briefly Dead Ringers has also become embarrassing, the irony is disappearing and too much politics is replacing it.
One last thing I would like to do the complete opposite of a cunting for my new superhero that I heard of for the first time this week Pat Condell. His views on Brexit, the systematic invasion of the UK, and snowflakes made me warm to him instantly. If this man cannot inspire you there is no hope left. Lets make him Prime Minister. Anyone second that?

Nominated by Billy Cunter

Dead Pool [65]

Congratulations to Mr Bastard for correctly guessing that the Night of The Living Dead and Dawn of the Dead creator George A Romero would be the next famous famous face to pop his clogs.Romero was 77 and had been suffering from lung cancer.

So the slate is wiped clean and we move on to Deadpool 65.

Here are the rules (pay special attention to the first one):

1. Nominate who you think is the next cunt on the way out. You can have up to five choices. List your nominations in the comments of this post. It’s the current Dead Pool. Comments not in this post (e.g. in the previous one or other posts) will be ignored!

2. You win if your Cunt dies first.
Then the slate is wiped clean and we start again. Of course, you can always be a really annoying cunt and steal someone else’s dead cunt candidate from the previous pool (like Black and White Cunt frequently does).

Any cunt who tries to cheat by nominating the World’s Oldest Man or Woman is a cunt and will be ignored. Any anonymous cunt who can’t be bothered to make up a name for themselves will also be ignored. Oh, and the usual “Our Blog Our Rules” thing applies.

Nominations are now open on this post only. Good luck.

Shaun`s nominations

Leah Bracknell
Stefan Karl Stefannson
Eberhard van der Laan
Rayya Elias
Gord Downie