Oh dear, oh dear.
Crooked Tory found-out again
From the Sunday Ishmael, 23.11.2014.
" Neil
and Christine Hamilton-Poundland, seen here about to film themselves
having SeniorSex, Poundland-style, for Christine's latest Channel 5
porno-documentary series, are hoping to become the Poundlanders' first husband-and-wife team of MPs. Only Mr Fruitcake won't let them......"
And nor has he. In true Poundland fashion, Mr Fruitcake, the world's leading expert in parliamentary expenses fiddles, has seen to it that the con-artist formerly known as the Tory Cash4Questions minister, Neil Hamilton, (prop. Mr Mohamed al Fayed) has been caught robbing the donations of elderly Poundland donors, who had sent their fivers and tenners for Nigel to spend on whores and booze and hats.
This cunt, fumed Lord Poundland, has been charging the party, my party, for staying overnight at his wife's place, who does he think he is, me?
Although he and his missus are beyond embarrassment, Neil Hamilton has now, following scrutiny of his expenses claims, withdrawn his application to become the Poundland PPC for the Redneck-on-Sea constituency. I wouldn't want to be swimming in his sea of personal disappointment. After two periods of political expenses dishonesty, however, surely the Guardian or the PBC can find a space for a man of Mr Hamilton's quality.
As for Lord Poundland, he just goes from strength to strength, one fuck-up after another and as with the wretched Hamiltons, continually displays an unpleasant habit of using vulnerable people and then shitting all over them. His key personnel are crooks, liars, thugs, racists and misogynists or some other form of embarrassment; his personal life is scandalous, his work record questionable, his political alliances disgraceful; his policies are non-existent and his judgement laughable.
Universal enfranchisement, wossitlike, eh?
As for Lord Poundland, he just goes from strength to strength, one fuck-up after another and as with the wretched Hamiltons, continually displays an unpleasant habit of using vulnerable people and then shitting all over them. His key personnel are crooks, liars, thugs, racists and misogynists or some other form of embarrassment; his personal life is scandalous, his work record questionable, his political alliances disgraceful; his policies are non-existent and his judgement laughable.
23 comments:
I see that some bright spark in the PBC has thought it a bit of a hoot to place Nige adjacent to Russell Brand this evening on Quisling Time. I don't watch it any more because of the blatant lefty bollocks and cheerboard led audiences selected from God knows where, but I might give it a go tonight.
And I don't watch it because of the blatant righty bollocks of David Bullingdon Dimbleby and nearly all of his guests as he calls them, all of whom belong to or asspire to belong to the ruling bankster-fellating elite - crooks, drunks, shit-eaters, rapists and child molesters. There is the odd vaguely lefty, Jeannette Winterton and Bea Campbell come to mind but they are overwhelmingly right-wingers on QT, with your majesty's leave.
Not since Bob Crow has anyone even suggested state owwnership of state assets, all conform to the DebtMyth, to Austerity, to private education, to privatisation, to energy carpetbagging, all are engaged in oppressing the weakest in pursuit of career advancement; all believe in state torture, kidnapping and murder, all suppport pioluice brutality to the citizen, all conspire to cover-up institutionalised beasting and murder and that thieving cunt Farage and his goons represent just more of the same, only worse.
Left-wing and right-wing don't do it, don't matter, there is only Ruin's wing, filthsters; joined together in holy deadlock, against the rest of us. A few of them dangling from lamop posts with their dicks hanging out, Oh, what a happy European day that would be.
Oh, but mr ishmael, most of them are there to do good, can't tar them all with the same brush. No, they're not and Yes, you can. MediaMinster, puts Sodom and Gomorrah in the shade.
"Oh, but mr ishmael, most of them are there to do good,"
Yes, good for themselves and stuff the rest.
While in other news our Chinese friends have awarded no less than the Confucius Peace Prize to the saintly Fidel Castro. Brother Fidel it was, of course, who became so polluted by the spectacle of the Bush dynasty across the water that he started one of his own by passing his lands over to his comrade brother brother.
Cheeks of the same arse, I believe is the phrase.
But it's almost worth the drive to the selection meeting.
Brand and Farage on QT. Hell exists after all. Tempting to think of other infernal combinations. Sandi Toksvig and the late Baroness Warsi perhaps. You could go on forever, just like hell does.
I usually avoid QT like the plague but somehow I feel compelled to watch this one - though I shall take the precaution of monitoring my blood pressure during the process as no doubt the local Labour activists will be there in force as usual - those fuckers anger me even more than the ones on the stage. Brand, however, is in a league of his own - anyone sucked into his junkey vortex needs serious help. Just the thought of him enrages...
Sorry 'usual' in the sense that anytime I've ever watched it that seems to be the case...
We come at our loathing of Brand from different poles, Mr SG, but he is everything that is moronic about celebrity-political culture; an exemplar of the degraded state of socialism. Him and many, many others. Russell on the barricades? Hilarious, for once.
I doubt he has any conception or understanding of what socialism is really about and therefore cannot have betrayed it Mr BB. A Z-list 'celebrity', moral and values free but clearly some sort of cunning judging by the amount of money he apparently pulls in (he seems rather coy about that). I'll hoist if you can kick the stool away...
He wasn't that bad, for a luvvie, better than the rest of the panel, anyway, and he he clearly joins us here, what with his reference to Mr Poundland as a Poundland Enoch Powell. A bit unfair to Enoch, who was, at least, intelligent, albeit unprincipled enough to join the Ulster Undertakers Party, all my aunts and uncles.
i thought the audience was, even by QT standards, pigshit thick, aside from the wee monster up the back, threatening to have Farage's balls off and on balance only Brand, and one lady, Penelope, her name was, did fire a round of fucks into the consensus which says lets fuck the foreigners and let the bankers off. All a bit lacklustre, though; Farage far enough into the charmed circle, now, to be given an easy ride, the two GNU party bints, Ms Craigh and Ms Cock, too stupid for words and the MurdochTimes totty just a gobby media whore; by the time This Week of Cunts came on I had had enough of showbiz, switched off and snuggled down with Harris, against the dreadful thunder and lightning which we are experiencing.
Lacklustre indeed Mr I but I suppose it was always going to be - over-hyped and over rated. I regreted staying up to watch it. I don't agree with you about the junkey jester, I reckon he'd sell his own grandmother for a snort of coke - the nasty little shit, or that horrid, gobby, blue haired creature at the back - yuck! However your assessment of the GNU contingent and the representative of the Murdoch Evil Empire is dead on - is that the best they can do? The audience were indeed thick but looked like they might do good service as a lynch mob. I'm not watching it again - unless they bring on that sex working, face sitting bint - she looks like she'd provide a run for one's money (of course...). If she stands here she can have my vote as well. The storms were a bit of damp squib by the time they got down here - probably something to do with the density of the immigrant population slowing down the airflows or something as well as making poor Mr Farage late for his speaking appointment... Perhaps he should borrow the late Mr Thorpe's helicopter as well as his coat?
Yes, but he's in showbusiness, mr sg, so obviously he's likely to be a fuck-up but at least, to his followers, he does speak some truths. Compare him with, say, Jimmy Carr or that arse, Gervaise or Eddie Izzard or those insufferable Pythons and he seems quite saintly. I hope he has some minders, in case the Big Jokers arrange for him a tragic OD or an auto-asphyxiation or encourage him to zip himself up in a sports bag and wait there to die, as happens with trouble makers.
I loved the ranting shrew, untroubled by BBC etiquette, by Dimbleby's reeking superiority; how did she make it past the selection panel?
There seems to be quite a lot of inconsiderate leaping from rooftops and windows at the moment.
Certainly ScotLab has just killed itself. Jim Spud, snother fucking Blairite crook-torturer; Happy Christmas to Gnasher.
I was thinking more of our financial friends, Mr I, who are plummetting to their dooms from every high ledge in the City.
I did though catch a few minutes of Murphy spluttering his splutter. Dear me, he's a wrong 'un too.
Or maybe they were pushed Mr M, like seems to be the case with some of the Russian emigre people who have 'fallen out of favour' as it were?
What screening panel is that Mr I? Your 'ranting shrew' is a SWP/UAF screaming banshee who, extraordinarly, goes by the name of 'Bunny La Roche'. I pity anyone who orders her up - they're in for a very nasty surprise. Apparently even many of the hard left people find her beyond the pale.
Well, better her, mr sg, than an audience full of people who'd vote for Eric PIckles or George Osborne or Chumbawumba or Nick Clegg. Good old Nige, though, no flies on him. he finessed it all away, claiming she was a fan of Wussel, clever that, proper statesman cuntishness'. And as for shrieking harpies, you should look at the retired, full-time Nigelistas, ranting at the Filthograph, thousands of them, or a few of them, keeping very busy, poor mad old bastards. Gimme a pint with Mme la Roche anyday, rather than the Nutter Liberation Front.
Well each to their own Mr I! Yes I see the 'vote UKIP', foaming at the mouth folks, are very active across most of the newspaper comment threads too. Apoplexy is very bad for the blood pressure - small wonder there are so many heart attacks and strokes. As for Mme Mao, heated debate is one thing, but hurling abuse and threats around another, so we shall have to beg to differ there. As for Nige, well I doubt he is a racist as such, though clearly some of his followers are (though there is plenty of company for them in the other parties too - its just they break cover less often - also MediaMinister is actively looking for opportunities to discredit the Kippers). Still much, much more of all this to come in the run up to the election - and none of it bodes well as we sink deeper and deeper into the shit. I keep hearing the mantra that we are a rich country. We are not, we are what remains of a nation living on borrowed time and borrowed money. Poundland will look like luxury shopping by the time the LibLabCon 'Wonga' party has finished with us.
Jim 'Spud' - it seems almost unfair to the humble potato to draw such a comparison. From what I can see he has genuinely never done a day's work in his life. Nine years at University and failed to graduate with even so much as a pass degree - who, I wonder stumped up for all the fees and maintenance? I think I know... Then straight into various Labour Party sinecures. As for the SNP, losing the referendum was the best thing that could have happened to them. Imagine where they would be now if they'd won with the oil price down at $65 a barrel and still heading south. The irony of it all.
Some guys have all the luck, if luck is what has touched Murphy. First Miliband minor gets elected and now, incredibly, this nobody, a member of Labour's Torture wing, but then they all are.
I only know the percentages, not the numbers voting for Spud but however many there were they have put paid to ScotLab and hastened, I should think, eternal GNU.
I draw encouragement from that Mr I. The Grand National Union of Kenya couldn't possibly fuck things up more than present crowd!...
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