Monday, 28 September 2009

Polanski is Detained - AND ABOUT FUCKING TIME!

In 1977, Roman Polanski – then aged 42 – had sex with a girl of 13. He has now been detained in Switzerland under an international warrant, some 32 years after the offence. The reactions have been odious…Polanski was "thrown to the lions," said French Culture Minister Frederic Mitterrand. "In the same way that there is a generous America that we like, there is also a scary America that has just shown its face." Whaaat! This fuck had sex with a young girl, barely old enough to enter secondary school. French Foreign Minister Bernard Kouchner said he hoped Polanski could be quickly freed by the Swiss, calling the apprehension a "bit sinister." Jesus Christ! What would the reactions have been had the young girl in question been their daughter. Somewhat different I would say and fervently hope.
Simply because Polanski is a film director of considerable note and talent, he appears, somehow, to be a special case. Had the offender been a working class nobody, the reactions would have been inevitably grossly different. Regardless of his fame, talent, riches and friends in high places, he is STILL a sickening, disgusting pervert.
Keep the bastard detained and have him extradited to the US. I hope that Secretary of State, Hilary Clinton, does not bend to the warped, collective wills of those Poles and French who seek to have the pervert Polanski treated as some sort of hallowed person who does not deserve the justice meted out to other lesser-known evil sickos.

Saturday, 5 September 2009

Why?

Why is it that practically everything intended for human consumption carries a long and and comprehensive list of ingredients, yet cigarettes and tobacco don’t. We’re bombarded with information regarding the dangers of smoking, yet we really don’t know what’s filling our lungs. Sure, we’ve seen the gory and explicit photos of what smoking can do to our organs…so, why no list of ingredients?

Sunday, 23 August 2009

An Ode to Gordon Ramsay (Yep, More Bad Poetry)

Gordon fucking Ramsay sure is a fucking prick
All his fucking swearing makes me fucking sick
His use of fucking curse words drives me fucking mad
He thinks he’s fucking macho, it’s really fucking sad

You’re just a fucking cook, you foul-mouthed fucking twat
You don’t impress me one bit when you act like a fucking brat
Fuck this, fuck that, fuck me, fuck you - change the fucking script
It’s fucking quite pathetic to watch you come unzipped

Cooking is a task traditionally done by females
But they get by quite easily without any curse-word wails
Wanna hear my theory, about Gordon fucking Ramsay?
The swearing’s just a cover-up - to hide he’s fucking gay

Nothing wrong with being gay, accept it Gordon please
Stop your fucking swearing and do something special with peas
Try to be a nice guy - it surely wouldn’t hurt
Try coming out of the closet and cook in a frilly skirt

A Little Bit of (Bad) Poetry

A man smoked hand rolled cigarettes
But he was lazy as you can get
So he trained a lizard to lick the paper
Compared to a snake it was bound to be safer
The only problem he had with it
Was all his smokes tasted like lizard spit

One sad day his trained lizard died
The lazy smoker coughed and cried
“Now I’ll have do it all myself “
He cursed a bit…”Oh bloody hell”
He started to think of a different plan
While munching on a strawberry flan

He made a smoke - what an ordeal
“I’ve got it” he said “I’ll train an eel!”
After some thought and deliberation
His initial joy turned to consternation
“They’re slimy and slippery and live in water”
“Every smoke would taste like snotter”

Pretty soon he took up toking
A better proposition than just plain smoking
Only problem was it took more toil
That was something that made him boil
How to get stoned with minimum effort
He’d think of something - he was an expert

One day stoned, well out of his brain
Thinking of easier ways again and again
Maybe a snake wasn’t so bad an idea
To give his skins that saliva smear
Rolling was a chore he’d endure
But licking that glue, he wasn’t so sure

Zonked again, he captured a rattler
With a tongue just right for licking a rizla
He tried the snake out later that night
“Wonder if it’ll bite me?” Too fucking right!
Breathing his last he said to the snake
Go dig my grave, and organise my wake

Saturday, 23 May 2009

Get off Your High Horse Archbishop!

The Archbishop of Canterbury has taken it upon himself to enter the row over MPs' expense claims.

He wrote in The Times, "Many will now be wondering whether the point has not been adequately made." I'm not wondering! Listen Dr Williams, with your not insignificant influence, you have effectively tried to make this mess dry up and disappear. That is unforgivable.

The public has been systematically robbed and you believe that we should now back off! Sorry Dr Williams, but you appear to have toppled from your moral high ground and lost track of reality.

The Archbishop's comments came after a statement from Conservative MP, Nadine Dorries, that there is a "McCarthy-style witch-hunt." What absolute crap! It bears no resemblance to the shameful McCarthy hearings. It is quite simple - if you have been a respectable MP and have not been involved in dodgy expense claims, then there is absolutely nothing to be frightened of.

Lastly...Gordon Brown, get up of your fat arse and DO SOMETHING! David Cameron is embarrassing you with his slick and effective handling of the widespread scandal (this from an avowed lefty, by the way)

Thursday, 21 May 2009

UK - A Banana Republic


Ok, Ok, I know the UK is not a republic, but Parliament has displayed some odious similarities with the moniker.

Yep, I'm talking about the abuse of MPs' expense claims. There is no way I can look at the debacle and think...'ah well these things can happen.' These bastards have abused a generous system that has brought the whole House into disrepute. For example, certain MPs have continued to claim back mortgage interest payments after the mortgage had been paid off. Then they have the fucking cheek to say it was an "accounting error." A collective "PISS OFF" to you all! I don't know about you, but if I finally paid off a mortgage it would be a memorable day - not one to be lost in accounting errors.

"I made a mistake..." another sickenly common excuse. The only mistake made was that you were found out! These are the same pricks that are running the country, yet seem unable to come to grips with established rules. C'mon!!! We are not the fools you self-serving bastards think we are.

So many of these MPs are already quite tidily off in their own right, yet still choose to abuse and abuse and abuse the system. Some represent constituents who are living on the breadline....but who gives a shit about that, right?

Despite the plethora of excuses and apologies, one fact remains: A large number of MPs deliberately milked the ststem for all its worth and that can never be forgiven or forgotten.

I won't go through all the claim details - the BBC website does it far better - http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk_politics/8039273.stm

Lastly, thanks to the Daily Telegraph for opening the slippery and sleazy can of worms.