Lindsay Holye – Speaker of the House

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A last minute tacked on cunting for Lindsay Holye..

In a move to help dame keir, the speaker ignored convention and pushed the Labour amendment, on which he had no right to do..

Cue chaos as MPs walked out “probably to the subsidised bar”. So in the end nothing was achieved except the house of commons looking like a bunch of cunts.
Which we all knew anyway..

The whole thing is a pointless exercise as the two warring parties will pay no attention to them, whatever they agree.

So sir Lindsay can join the club with that useless john Bercow as labour friendly speakers.

GBNews

Nominated by: Barry zuckercunt

And on a very similar topic there’s this from Ron Knee

The House of Commons

*Deadline 21st February 2024*

The SNP has control of the Commons’ agenda, and has tabled a motion calling for a ceasefire in Gaza. This has been done purely on humanitarian grounds, having nothing to do with seeking electoral advantage in Scotland by exploiting a rift wider than the Grand Canyon in Labour’s ranks on the matter.

Labour meanwhile has a trick up its own sleeve. Against parliamentary convention and the advice of the Clerk of the House, Mr Speaker Hoyle (himself a Labour member) curiously also allows Labour’s own amendment to be presented. Cue howls of outrage around the House about a breach of impartiality, and a mass exodus in the direction of the bar. Cue growing accusations that Hoyle has been knobbled by Sir Queir’s strong-arm boys to allow Labour a vote on its own amendment, thus heading off a damaging split within the party. Cue calls of ‘Just Stop Hoyle’, and growing demands for the Speaker’s head on a plate.

Thus ends a day of shabby, cynical manoeuvring in the Mother of Parliaments. The supreme irony of course, is that Hamas and the Israelis remain at daggers drawn, neither side giving a flying fuck about empty gesture party politicking thousands of miles away.

It makes you proud to be British.

Mirror News

‘Such a parcel of rogues in a nation’
Robert Burns, 1791.

 

Tanweer Ikram

is a cunt.

Tanweer Ikram is the judge who presided over the so-called “Paraglider Girls” trial – three women who wore images of paragliders at an anti Israel march following the October 7th attacks. They were found guilty of terrorism offences, but he let them go free with a pitiful conditional discharge commenting that “emotions were running very high”. No doubt emotions were off the charts as Hamas butchered and raped their way through a thousand Israelis, but I suppose he’d let them off too claiming they were just indulging a spot of spirited high-jinx.

Just for clarity, Ikram had the option of giving these women up to 6 months in the jug and unlimited fines.

Pitiful sentencing of terrorism advocates is one thing, but this cunt has a one track agenda when it comes to the dispensing of justice.

In December 2022 this same judge sent police constable James Watts to prison for 20 weeks for sharing racist jokes in a private WhatsApp group. This copper wasn’t glorifying murder or exalting in the raping of young women, he made a few jokes not intended for public view, and even if the public were to see them, the jokes at worst might be considered distasteful or offensive – but NOT actually endorsing murder or sexual violence. Ikram later boasted in a talk to students that (quote) “I gave him a long prison sentence, the police were horrified by that”.

Ikram also liked a Twitter post by virulent anti-Israel noisemaker, Sham
Uddin (another fucking barrister with a very personal idea of what the impartiality rules of the bar actually mean), in which Uddin stated “To the Israeli terrorist both in the United Kingdom, the United States, and of course Israel you can run, you can bomb but you cannot hide — justice will be coming for you.”

A judge, a fucking judge, liking this kind of insane mouth foaming poison, then immediately proceeding to let off a load of Hamas hugging terrorist sympathisers.

Does anyone else think there’s a bit of a problem here?

Daily Fail

Nominated by Balsamic Dave.

Drum Type Toilet Roll Dispensers

I think we can agree that over the years, this esteemed site has proved invaluable in allowing cunters to vent their spleen against those persistent, perennial individuals and organisations that blight life in our great nation. You all know the usual suspects; The BBC, shithouse politicians and ‘celebrities’, Peacefuls, tranny loons, scratters and ‘The Guardian’…

But in addition, IsAC is the vehicle to rant against the million and one annoying liitle irritants in life that can also drive you to distraction; tight plastic film packaging, gum on your shoe after some cunt has spat it out, litter, call centres, weeds…

I’m encouraged to add an item to the latter category after my latest encounter with the offender yesterday.The wife and I went for a coffee and some cake, and while in the teashop, it proved necessary for me to retire to the smallest room for a spot of navel gazing.

As is always the case in any café, cinema, store, hospital etc, the loo comes equipped with one of those fucking great cylinder drum type bog roll dispensers bolted to the wall. These infernal things can be a source of real irritation when you just want to clean up and go, and my latest experience was no exception.

You’ll know the score. You reach up for the end of the roll…and it’s not there. So you reach in side the drum to find it, but still can’t. So you roll the paper around, hoping that the end will drop, but gravity or whatever holds it firmly against the paper’s surface. Finally you just grab hold and rip a lump out, but then when more is required, you can’t find the end…

A visit to the loo should be a time for a few minutes’ of calm and reflection, but these infernal drums will make sure that it ain’t so. Occasionally I’ve even found that one of them has been ripped off the wall, presumably by some character whose patience had run out. An eminently practical and sensible solution if you ask me.

WashRoom Hub

Nominated by: Ron Knee

And seconded by: Chuff Chugger

may i second this nom….as i think we have all done the drum juggle. however i do leave nothing to chance… A i always check there is some loo roll in there before starting. B if there is, i always wipe the seat clean of pubes, piss and poo first, and C i ensure the tail of the roll is suitably extracted ready for the first wipe.

its is not just these drum roll holders…even the most basic single roll wall mounted loo roll holder can be incorrectly loads by cunts who don’t grasp the fact the ‘tail’ of the loo roll should be at the outer edge (or front) of the loo roll and NOT against the wall so you have to put your hand around the back of the roll between that at the wall.

this is basic stuff…..yes, wife i am talking about YOU!!!!!!

Cancer Support

 

Right up front this where we are. Mrs D has breast cancer and is scheduled for a mastectomy. Shit happens – usually to us – but that’s not my point.

This shit hits you right between the eyes and you really need support to get through it. Both of us but especially her. And according to the politicians there’s plenty of support out there. Except there fucking isn’t.

They give you lots of leaflets. Main use for those is filling the recycling bin. We found one that looked hopeful so Mrs D trots off to the local MacMillan drop in centre. They couldn’t give her the details of any local support group but they did give her some more leaflets.

So I tried Doctor Google. Clicked on lots of links. Found a group that meets once a month in a local cafe. Except that’s for ‘younger sufferers’ and my better half is 78.

So then I went looking for blogs. Found a few. Took a look. Mostly attention seekers and virtue signallers and mainly in America. Not a lot of cop frankly.

What we need is someone to talk to who has been through this shit herself. You think that would be easy but it isn’t.

So my conclusion is : Cancer support? What fucking cancer support!

What a cunt…

Nominated by Dioclese (still alive and kicking).

The Rochdale By-Election

 

..is a cunt, or at least the candidates are. Surely the elephantine child abuser and asbestosis denier Cyril Smith represents the nadir of parliamentary representation for the town. Maybe not though – just look at what’s standing this time:

– Labour anti Semitic conspiracy theorist Comical Ali. Except Labour have withdrawn support for him. But he’s still on the ballot paper as Labour candidate. What a farce.

– Saddam Hussein’s arselicker George Galloway, who’s stood for as many parties as he’s had wives (4 – Labour, Respect, Independent, Workers). ‘This by-election is a referendum on Gaza’ says the unfushable turd. The people of Rochdale can fuck off then, eh George?

– Simon Danczuk, former Labour MP standing for Reform. Fiddled his expenses (should have been charged but wasn’t) and sent a sext message to a 17-year-old.

– A no hope Tory who’ll do well to beat the Monster Raving Loony.

– A Green dickhead who’s been dropped by his party for something he said about the Pallys, but like Labour he’s still on the ballot paper. Farce number 2.

– A retired vicar and JSO activist who comes up with ‘Climate hell’. Good one Rev. I’ll see your climate hell and raise you a global boiling to go with your belief in a Sky Fairy.

– A Limp Dim who’s a walking advert for NHS dentistry.

Add in a few no chance Independents and there you have it. What a shower of shit. I suppose the Rochdalians should be grateful there’s only one P*ki and no splitarse quota candidates.

bbcnews

Nominated by Geordie Twatt.