The Metropolitan Police (5) – Selective Arresting

*Deadline 9 March 2024

A lone protestor holds up a placard saying ‘Hamas is Terrorist’ at a pro-Palestine rally in Londonistan, and is promptly abused and hassled by other demonstrators.

Guess what. The police (mob-handedly) promptly arrest the lone demonstrator and wrestle him roughly the ground, while allowing those who abused and hassled him to walk away with no consequence.

Funny that. The Old Bill claims that the protestor was arrested ‘for his own safety’. Fuck off. He was arrested because it was simply much easier for the rozzers to deal with one person than for them to deal with the potential consequences of escalation if they had gone for the others involved from the pro-Palestine side.

Openly shout and bawl for jihad on the streets of London, shout your support for a proscribed terrorist organisation, and the police stand by and watch. Carry a banner proclaiming what the government itself says, and you get manhandled and shoved to the ground by half a dozen scuffers, then arrested.

Two-tier policing, and cowardly, heavy-handed policing at that. What a message it sends to the wider public about the attitude and methods of the police on the streets of our capital, when they seem more concerned about a man condemning Hamas than they are about those celebrating it.

But then again, I lost any faith I once had in our wonderful police ‘service’ a long time ago. I doubt that I’m alone.

You Tube

Nominated by: Ron Knee

And speaking of the Met Plod, here’s this from Twenty Thousand Cunts Under the Sea

The Met Police, again.

This time the fatsos leave a dead cyclist by the road for six hours. Oh, and they also take the opportunity to steal the cash form the deceased’s wallet (allegedly).

Telegraph

Where the fuck do they recruit this scum from? Incompetence and negligence is rife throughout our fucked up society, but stealing from dead people involves a rarefied breed of cuntishness.

No doubt the proceeds of this escapade resulted in bacon sarnies all round at the local greasy spoon while colleagues shared vile, misogynistic, and rapey, messages via their jolly WhatsApp group:

Mirror News

(Corporate) Straplines

What is a Strapline?

Every company and its dog now appears to have/need a strapline.

How did it get like this?

Even a one-man operation window cleaner now must have a fucking strapline.

However, I`m in two minds about this nom as I only want to target the massive corporate inane straplines – you know the ones (hit the link above), and I`m sure you cunters can come up with some more `appropriate` phrases for most of them.

But they can also be rather clever and funny.

A few years back I remember there was an estate agents office on a street. Then one day a strapline appeared under the company name: “We Sell Houses”

Now, I don`t know if they were trying to be deliberately funny or if they`d brainstormed the marketing to such a degree that in the end they simply imploded and said `Aye, that`ll do.`

Anyway, a few weeks later the butcher’s, next door, put up a new sign under their shop name: I Sell Meat.

Which was funny.

Now, I could go on to the far end of a fart with this, suffice to say that the best strapline I`ve ever seen was on the side of a builder`s van …
Patel and Singh | Builders: “You`ve tried the Cowboys – Now Try The Indians” …
Toyota Owners

Of course, this now begs the question, ADMINS, what`s this site`s strapline?

Perhaps you can open the floor to us cunters and have a competition with prize(s)?(Vorsprung Durch Fackoff! – Day Admin)

I`ll start the ball rolling…

“ISAC – Because There`ll Always Be Cunts”.

Nominated by: Sam Beau

M25 Bedwetters…

This weekend a section of the worlds largest carpark, the M25 was to be closed for roadworks..

A section between junctions 10 and 11..
These works had been scheduled for weeks.

So low and behold, cue the wailing and bedwetting, the moment its closed.
With reports of people stockpiling food..
“Mostly fatties I imagine”

One women moaning that she cares for her mother who lives in the next village .
So maybe stay with her or vice versa..
No that won’t get your stupid face in the tabloids..

What is it with people in this country, that the smallest thing turn them into quivering jellies..

Maybe do something that doesn’t involve your car, might I recommend suicide?
You can use your car for that..

Sky News

Nominated by: Barry zuckercunt

Gobby Women

We all know the types. Around 20 – 30, never been told they’re wrong and identify as a “strong, independent woman” in and out of the workplace.

The problem being, most of them are fucking useless on the job and will take any criticism from a bloke (you know, a real one with a cock and balls) as being misogynistic. No, love, you’re just making my life difficult by being shitehouse at what you do, and forcing me to step in before you cause even more of a mess.

Here’s an idea. Instead of gobbing off about men and your career to all and sundry, focus on the basics of doing things properly. Then perhaps people won’t take umbrage to your abrasive, entitled attitude.

You can guarantee that these “confident young woman” types will still need a geezer (again, a proper one with a cock and balls) to open a jar, too.

The Guardian

Nominated by: Cuntis_Cuntis

(There will be three nominations for today and Sunday, 7am, 11am and 3pm. Thanks.  – Day Admin)