Parp parp!

A maiden voyage for the fragrant Laura Trott. The Tory Chief Secretary to the Treasury has announced that disabled people must work from home to ‘do their duty’.

This Bridget Jones sound-alike has roundly confirmed that there is very little going on between her pretty 38 year old ears. By opening her pie-hole, she has insulted people with disabilities up and down the country. Many disabled people who can work do actually work. Well whatdya know, these disabled people have bills to pay and aspirations in life just like normal, able-bodied humans like you, Trotty. This daft mare may actually be surprised by this titbit?

Some disabled people below pensionable age are so severely disabled that work isn’t an option, let alone prospective employers simply don’t want to make the adjustments necessary to accommodate them.

I’ll tell you what Trotty, how about first having a clear-out of the dead-wood in the Treasury that “get by” day to day on gold plated civil serpent packages whilst wiggling their arse in the air on their peloton or snoozing at their desks, or by getting paid and talking wank. Like you. That would save considerably more money than picking on disabled people. How about sorting out the dinghy gimmegrants and telling them to work? Nah, too big a fucking problem of the Tories’ own making.

Where the fuck did they find this bint – probably noshed and polished a few cocks in the Treasury to get the gig.

Just fuck off with you. This stupid Trott tart makes my piss fizz.

Linky thing here:

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Nominated by: Paul Maskinback

(More info here. And not to be confused with Laura Trott the cyclist here – Day Admin)  

Let’s have an I can’t unsee that cunting for Dirty Dame Judi Dench, who traumatized her daughter Finty Williams (who the hell names their kid Finty?) and actor Chris Logan (who the hell is Chris Logan?) by Face Timing them when she was nude.

*blech*

It seems dearest Finty wanted mummy to call and wish Chris a happy birthday so mummy obliged by Face Timing the duo from the privacy of her bath…in the nude. Butt naked as it were. In her birthday suit…as she entered this world…with nothing left to the imagination.

*blech again*

I wonder how many years of therapy and substance abuse counselling the pair will have to undergo in order to cope with that horrific sight?

For her part the Old Trout blamed it on her poor eyesight and not understanding how her smart phone works. But it seems there’s more here than meets the eye. (Pun intended.)

It’s not the first time the Dirty Dame has sent naughty selfies to someone. Apparently, she’s admitted to mooning Oprah and Harvey Weinstein via smartphone (I can’t think of a more deserving pair) and has talked openly about her favorite “naughty knicker shop”, her attraction to co-star Ali Fazal (who?) and how her feelings of desire just won’t go away.

OK…I don’t want to be cruel. We all age. But here in the states when Grandpa has the urge to drive we take his car keys away. For the love of Aphrodite somebody please take the Old Trout’s phone away!

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If this doesn’t turn the IsaC Horn Section into the IsaC Wind Section then nothing will!

*blech*

Nominated by: General Cuntster

is still a massive cunt.

This time for retweeting a post by Hamas fan-boy Owen Jones.
He kept quiet on the day of the Hamas atrocities and for a long time afterwards, but has now decided to give his expert opinion on the Israel/Hamas war.

Reminds me of when he tweeted ‘how awful’ it was when Israeli soldiers shot dead an ‘aspiring’ Palestinian footballer, failing to mention that at the time, he was firing an automatic rifle at the soldiers.

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Nominated by mystic maven.

 
are fucking cunts.

It has decided that the jail sentences handed out to the cunts who blocked the Dartford Bridge crossing for the best part of two days are ‘overlong’.

The NZ cunt got three years and the German cunt got two years. Both had previous convictions and face deportation upon release.

The U.N. was set up in the post WW2 era and I am certain that the founding fathers of the organisation had no idea that it would turn into the pious, hand wringing lefty shower of shite that it now is.
Never mind the hundreds of thousands of people and businesses which were fucked about by these two arseholes, the

U.N. doesn’t give a fuck about them.
As ever Admin, I wish to thank the cunter who gets the story moved from the BBC News Website to IsAC.

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Nominated by Guzziguy link by Dickie Dribbler.

is a cunt

This cunting comes with a caveat; this excuse for ignorance becomes valid in relation to various obscure cultural references , such as underground psychedelic bands of the late sixties or middling footballers of the fifties; they’re generally not known for a reason. It’s quite a narrow subject of interest to the general population.

You hear this phrase quite a lot from millennials, who almost say it with pride, as if knowing about anything before their date of birth, or decade currently made fashionable (such as the eighties because of Stranger Things) is equivalent to being an old codger. You’re now a relic.
The Battle of Britain was fought with tanks, innit?
Nah, don’t matter… before my time!’

I thought this cunting would probably be better if it came from me as I’m one of the younger cunters and in the limbo between Gen X and Millennial.

I find that what near-contemporaries or those just a few years younger really mean is ‘i don’t read books/papers/journals/watch documentaries/ am generally incurious about the world’.

A lot of these people are quite well-travelled, even if they all tend to travel to the same places and far from sober and think that simply by travelling they become better people, but return just as ignorant and conceited as when they left; the delusion is just even more embedded.

May don’t seem to have picked up any more common sense, which I find odd, but then I remember that many are treading a path so well-worn and Anglophone, so cossetted by airports and hotels and top-ups from mummy and daddy, they don’t need to learn life lessons.

Also, they don’t need to know who either Charles Dickens or Darwin were because they’ve been drunk in Phuket, drunk in Bangkok, climbed on the ruins of Angkor Watt and then drunk in Sydney.

The modern quiz show is where these worldly bon vivants proudly display their ignorance;

‘Before my time, bruv!’
‘Before my time, mate!’
‘Before my time, moosh!’

Did you really need to be alive in the middle ages to know which angel led a rebellion against God in the Judeo-Christian bible?

May as well say, ‘naah, don’t believe in God, ha!’

I reiterate the point that certain pop songs, TV programmes etc. do not really merit being known about by the younger generation, and sometimes ‘before my time can be employed diplomatically.

A good example might be Watney’s Party Sevens. I only know about those from working with blokes who talked about them. I certainly wouldn’t say ‘before my time’ with pride.

By the same token, I’m not one to scoff at a late millennial/ gen Z who has never heard of Depeche Mode or The Foo Fighters, although you can bet they know about Nirvana.

I know a few contemporaries who might, but I put that down to insecurity. It isn’t important they know about pop and rock bands from the eighties and nineties, whatever I may think of them. Even within the scope of musical history they are ephemera, as are most pop acts.

Still, the pride of the ‘before my time’ crowd we see in the media and those leaving education reminds me of Orwell’s line from Nineteen Eighty Four,

‘Nothing exists except an endless present. and the party is always right’

Eh? George Orwell? Before my time, bruv.

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Nominated by Cuntamus Prime.

(Just a quick note to say there will be an additional Nomination at 11am today and 11am tomorrow. Thanks – Day Admin)