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The chronicles of Ruin, continued. Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do. Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here. 10 September 2009 22:59 Call Me Ishmael: Taking the Piss since April 2009
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Desperate attempt to save the monarchy. Raises the question of who knew what, when? I'm assuming more serious stuff is about to fall on Mandy?
Best thing Brian can do is resign now - he's tainted by association and by his own nonce-adjacency to Saville and to Bishop Peter Balls.
William has always demonstrated his contempt of his dodgy uncle, so may have sufficiently distanced himself to ride this storm.
Andrew and Mandy's sharing of financial information with Epstein to his profit should result in charges, and, as Starmer said, no-one is above the law.
yes, as i was just about to comment upon your previous blog-post...
never mind the holyrood-embezzlers, mrs ishmael, the thames valley peelers have this morning arrested a man in his sixties, in norfolk: the constantly vigilant constabulary have not revealed the identity of the chap in question, however there are unconfirmed reports that, due to a complete bastard of a custody-sergeant denying him access to his teddy-bears, the maltreated detainee has lodged a complaint of police-brutality.
Not just access, mr ultrapox - let us not forget there is a seating-plan hierarchy for his inert furry friends. Any breach of protocol results in a terrible tantrum, apparenty, and god knows what else.
i know, i know, mr verge, but please...i just can't bear to imagine poor plod carefully arranging the teddies, in strictly prescribed order, on andrew mountbangteen-whinger's promat-force mat - whilst sneeringly enquiring of the ultra-snooty suspect, "is that to your satisfaction, your ex-royal commonness, sir?"
I had forgotten the teddy bear business. Please can we not?
Lets not fail to kick a man when he's down, mr mongoose - we have to take the fun where we can.
He's already out, mrs i. "Misconduct in public office" - the most comvoluted and yet greyest of offences. Notoriously difficult to prosecute sucessfully. Not a straight line towards "tupping wee kiddies, yee pervert bastard". You heard it here last - that is all we will hear of it for a year or two and it will die a lonely death in a ditch while the footie is on.
“Disordered is every soul that loves what it ought not to love”. I stumbled upon this observation from another enthusiastic shagger, Saint Augustine. It seems apt.
He's been found guilty in the court of public opinion mr mongoose. For the monarchy, this is vital because if public opinion turns then the monarchy is toast.
mrs ishmael said.....we have to take the fun where we can
https://babylonbee.com/news/prince-andrew-joins-uk-muslim-rape-gang-so-he-can-keep-abusing-young-girls
Not sure that it is funny given the grave nature of current yUK politics.
Yes, mr cascadian, it is funny. Very funny. Appalling, but funny. Thanks for bringing the babylonbee site to attention. I also watched the little video on how to avoid being shot by an ICE agent. Highly recommended.
I think he's being investigated for, effectively, assisting insider trading. Maybe the whole blackmailing /Kompromat/ unwitting agent of a foreign power thing. I don't think anyone is too bothered about sex with teenagers. This is Britain, where we take an intensely relaxed view about sex.
mrs ishmael, having read the initial comments made here-above by both yourself and mr mongoose, i must deduce that the frenziedly-publicized apprehension of mr mountbastard-wanker serves two political purposes: first, to distract attention from sir cover-up starker's illicit-and-corruption-lubricated relationship with his evil cia-handler lord mandelslime, and second, to provide nonny king charlie with an exemplary excuse to abdicate, then bunk-off to burkhall - his country-retreat on the balmoral-estate in the highlands - where he might then don his favourite fur-lined moccasin-slippers, spark-up his antique mughal bong, and bonk camzilla senseless for the duration, in absloute peace.
good move, on charlie's part, i reckon - and rather explains why he's continuing to fund his abhorrent brother's privileged lifestyle - however the only problem with the king's 'cunning-little-plan' is that we're all going to have to fork-out for his complete fuckwit of a son's coronation.
yes, thank you, mr cascadian, for pointing us towards babylon bee's exceedingly wry article about the recalcitrant behaviour of the united kingdom's former special representative for international trade and investment, and also towards the excellent us public health video, which - employing the hilariously pan-faced delivery of a supposed hhs official - helpfully informs american citizens of fool-proof methods by which they might avoid getting shot by ice.
see why i stay at home, folks? i can't be bothered with all this shit anymore.
as i mentioned to mrs ishmael earlier, mr mongoose, your judgment that prince sweaty-pig's prosecution for selling state-secrets might probably be booted into the long graft-green greasy norfolk grass is dishearteningly realistic, however on the other hand, if the crown-arselicking paedophile-service can find the fucking backbone to cobble-together just enough evidence to bring the righteous royal rat in front of a judge and jury, the cunt's toast - and peter prinz von dunkelheit along with him.
yep, it's gonna be clive ponting part two, guys, unless devious dave scammy - grand-protector of the teen-rodgering establishment - ventures to abolish trial-by-jury and thereby risk inciting the eternal hatred of the entire nonce-hating nation.
of course, if the cia's favourite mole in the house of guv rashly decides to fight the charge, then we could be treated to the too, too tantalizing prospect of big brother charlie being hauled into court as a witness - a salutary scenario which would surely seal the fate of this malignant minging monarchy with gilt-edged succinctity.
i bet camzilla's mulling a 'diana-solution' as we type.
Nobbut thee and me remember Clive Ponting, mr ultrapox. And Clive was an asset of somebody. The legitimacy of the sinking of hostile warships at sea during a conflict does not depend on their precise direction of transit at any instant. The captain of the Belgrano said he was a legitimate target. Clive was a double-plus-ungood tool of the long march through the institutions.
It all hinges on the shafting of the Orange One by the GOP so that the mid-terms are lost, he impeached, Epstooge reburied and the restarting of the slush-fund merrygoround. It is however a fight to the death that will take place between now and November.
Expect arrests and perp-walks in the US too. If not, we are all lost.
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