Rabbits, Rabbits, Rabbits.
Well, saying "rabbits" is a lot less painful than: "a pinch and a punch for the first of the month" and has the advantage of being a solitary ritual, whereas the P&P requires one to find another person to assault, and may not end well, should charges be pressed. No good saying to the Magistrate "I'm just ensuring good luck for the rest of the month, Your Honour."
Mandelson certainly is the gift that keeps on giving, n'est ce pas?
Here he is in his tighty whiteys, consulting with a woman wearing a dressing gown. Just ambassadorial attire, in the privacy of one's home. As he said, he's a gay man, so never noticed any of the goings-on at Epstein's Island, or on the Lolita Express. And it was just nice of Epstein to give Mandelson's husband, Reinaldo Avila da Silva, £10 grand to pay for an osteopathy course plus related expenses in 2009 when he emailed asking for money.
Seriously? Is this how the rich carry on? Just handing out money should someone ask? Well, yes, the Epstein files also show two payments of $25,000 (£18,270) to accounts under Mandelson’s name in June 2004. Mandelson, of course, has a history of approaching rich men and asking for money. There was that little business in 1996 when he asked Cabinet colleague, Geoffrey Robinson, to buy him a house, basically on the basis that Robinson had money and he didn't, and Robinson obliged with an unsecured, interest-free personal loan of £373,000, against a £475,000 house in Northumberland Place in Bayswater, which Mandelson failed to declare on his mortgage application to the Britannia Building Society for funds to cover the rest of the purchase price. Just that the form was too complicated for him, surely? He also forgot to declare it in the Register for Member's interests, and also hid it from the boss, Tony Blair, who called him Bobby.
Then there were the free holidays with dodgy, but wealthy, foreigners. His New Year's Eve holiday on Paul Allen's yacht in January 2005, for example. Paul Allen being the co-founder of Microsoft, who, at the time, was under a major E.U. investigation. Mandelson was a European Commissioner at the time. And the free cruise on a yacht in 2006 from Diego Della Valle, whose luxury shoe businesses subsequently benefitted from tariffs imposed on Chinese shoes by Mandelson as EU Trade Commissioner.
Then there was the Rothschild party in 2008, which Mandelson attended while yachting near Corfu, with Russian oligarch Oleg Deripaska. Rothschild wrote a letter to The Times newspaper alleging that another guest was Conservative Shadow Chancellor of the Exchequer, our old friend Bukkake George*
who, he said, illicitly tried to solicit a donation from the Russian for his political party.
Mandelson had been chums for several years with Deripaska. As European Union Trade Commissioner, Mandelson had been responsible for two decisions to cut aluminium tariffs that had benefited Deripaska's United Company Rusal. Mandelson denied that there had been a conflict of interest and said that he had never discussed aluminium tariffs with Deripaska. On 26 October 2008, however, the Shadow Foreign Secretary William (Miscarriages) Hague said the "whole country" wanted "transparency" about Mandelson's previous meetings with Deripaska. In response, Prime Minister Gordon Brown
said Mandelson's dealings with Deripaska had been "found to be above board". Mandelson said that meeting business figures from "across the range" in emerging economies was part of his brief as EU Trade Commissioner.
It is said that scandals surrounding Conservative politicians tend to be about sex, whereas the scandals of Labour politicians are about money.
How do they initiate these conversations? "Oh, hello, lovely to meet you, can I have some money/a new house/free holidays/new glasses?"
The Dark Baron Mandelson said he was very sorry for his connection with Epstein, which caused him yet another sacking. Really, the Labour lot must have a serious lack of talent to draw upon, to keep on reinstating Mandelson despite his evident cupidity and appalling judgement. Well, yes, they struggle to find anyone who can
The latest tranche of Epstein documents has one open-mouthed in admiration of Epstein's work ethic. My word, the boy really took his work as a Russian tool seriously, constantly on his email - wherever did he find the time to fit it all in? The "sources" say he's a deffo Russian asset although there is no documentary evidence linking Putin and his spies directly to Epstein's illicit activities. Don't let a total lack of evidence get in the way of speculation, though. The most hilarious in the cache includes an email claiming Bill Gates asked one of Epstein's advisers to provide antibiotics for him to secretly administer to his wife to surreptitiously treat sexually transmitted diseases he'd contracted due to 'sex with Russian girls'. This has been robustly denied. Of course.
But the "sources" also claim that while US security services 'monitored' Epstein's Russian connections for years, Britain's Secret Intelligence Service were hesitant due to Epstein's connection to King Charles III's younger brother, who, it seems from photographic evidence, was in the habit of giving tours of the royal palaces to his dodgy pimp, Epstein and his procuress, Ghislaine Maxwell, including allowing them to sit on the throne usually warmed by the royal posterior of Her Majesty, the QE2, God bless her.
American "sources" believe Epstein was inducted into the world of espionage via business deals with Robert Maxwell, the disgraced media magnate who - like Epstein - died in murky circumstances; in Maxwell's case his body was found floating in the Atlantic in 1991, having apparently fallen overboard from his yacht.
The whole thing is like a rather preposterous film. Starring Matt Damon. Kind of makes you glad you are not rich and aristocratic. I'm assuming here, Dear Reader, that you are not rich, aristocratic, sexually compromised or a Russian asset.
What else can be said about Andrew? The man's an oaf, a sex-addicted, gullible pillock, with his hand out for money more frequently than that of the Dark Baron. Is he, like his great uncle, Edward VIII, a traitor? Or just a useful fool? The more documents that are released, the more compromised he appears. The Democrats were just wanting to get compromising material on Trump - what they found, though, was enough, in a sensible world, to end the monarchy in Britain. The nonce-adjacent Windsor brothers are looking a tad under the weather.
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And the new day has brought new shennanigans, mrs i. What a naughty lad Mandy has been. Snout in trough and then commercial info "leaked". Why, if I took money off folk and gave them sensitive info, I'd be in the clink before I could say "Gor blimey, Guv, that's me bang to rights, that is!"
It does however look as if Mandy has been selected as the wounded one that we are going to bayonet. A little blood sacrifice while everyone elses skithers back into the shadows.
We are witnessing a rerun of the fall of Rome. Degeneracy, greed, demoralising, corrupt politicians and criminal bankers/corporate heads.
There is no voting our way out of this shit, meet the new boss, same as the last cunt.
Even the CofE has disregarded the teachings of their bible, to choose a corrupt woman as Archbishop.
Mandleslime has always been and always will be a degenerate evil fucker since joining with the Satanic B liar creature. ((They)) hate everything good in the western world and will bring about it’s destruction, violence seems to be the only answer.
I'm surprised that politicians, especially those holding the levers of power in Cabinet posts (we'll forget about the back bench grunts) don't have to sign the Official Secrets Act, mr mongoose - nice to see you back, by the way - and if the Dark Baron did sign the Act, then this is a major criminal offence - or it would be if it were most people, as you say. A touch Apocalyptic, mr inmate, but I suspect you are right - is it that it was always like this, but deference and the lack of social media protected the swine - or is this the final collapse of the British Empire?
Thank-you, mrs i. I have been about but somewhat lacking in thoughts. Events, dear lady, events. We mongeese down here in Bandit Country have been having too many events of recent times.
There are so many angles to our descent. I think that the severest wounds came in the battle - which was decided upon early in the piece - to subdue Christian virtue. Organised religion has a lot to answer for but the notions upon which much of the western world was built held a lot of things together. We don't blame ourselves any more for our mistakes. They are all somebody else's responsibility. I wasn't educated well enough, or supervised well enough, or paid well enough, or me isms were not sufficiently massaged and attended to. The old ideas of error and atonement have been abandoned.
And so we must ask: cui bono?
PS The British Empire only dies when the New Britain which is the USA dies. Although the USA is - or was - almost a new England rather than a new Britain.
Apart from the rabbits that an awful set of pics.
Yes it was always like this Mrs I, politicians have, forever, been corruptible. Think back to Profumo. However the sums involved now are unreal, we are forced to accept perverts and nonces, the pbc seems only to employ degenerates, usLabours n libdems full of sex pests, rapists, queers, bi-sexuals, pan-sexuals and tories no different. We must accept 72 fucking genders, teaching kids in primary schools that drag queen story day is fuckin normal. That groomed white girls brought the rape and torture on themselves, that they should keep quiet, for the sake of community cohesion, that non, not one, in authority will face investigation for covering it all up. Cunts.
All the ((Epstein)) shit is small beer compared to the thousands of girls raped and abused by Mirpuri Pakie, cousin marrying, savages. Such fun to see a big beast like Mandleslime get his cumuppence, Skymadeupnewsnfilth will love it, but, as mr mongoose hints, he’s the sacrifice to cover up for TTK stalin, B liar, many in the security services. We’re fucked as a nation, our betters hate us and prefer low i.q. sandniggers, parkies n africans, who will keep voting uni-party.
You didn't like the look of the wet noodles with raw egg, mr mike? No, me neither. You have to admit the Osborne gif is a classic, though.
Old fashioned, much, mr inmate? Hankering after standards? Decency? It is all over, really, just another tale of Ruin.
Happy to see the sharp pens out for the Dark Baron and the Unspeakable Andrew, but why isn't anyone going for King Charles the Unworthy? Hasn't this Epstein saga demonstrated the unpleasantness that is monarchy and entitlement? At least in a fully- elected democracy, as opposed to whatever we call our political system, those wanting to achieve and retain power have to be electable, so their worst excesses are constrained by approaching elections. In the case of the Windsors, they are just born into it. I learned the other day, to my shock and dismay that the monarch owns the seabed. And takes his cut accordingly. Presumably because one of the long lines of thieves said to his courtiers - yes, I'll have that, too. The seabed. He'll be wanting his cut of the air that we breathe.
Sorry about the events, mr mongoose. Good that you are still coming here, though.
And thank you for that thought about the American Empire being the inheritor of the defunct British Empire.
As for cui bono - would that be the devil? I'm happy to report that someone renounced the devil and all his works on my behalf at my infant baptism.
It has all hit the fan now, mrs i. Does 2TK think that he is going to make it past the weekend? I think that he does. Personally, I think that he may stagger to take the May elections disaster on his desk before he is allowed to creep away. NB the err, ahem, err, D-noticed arsonist trial approaches before then.
I think, mr mongoose, that it is as bad as it can get for Starmer - unless the arseonist trial is allowed into the public domain and its revelations are damaging. There are so many hints and innuendoes on t'internet about that set of events that I suspect Russian agents are frothing up the discourse.
The problem for Labour, as I suggested last Sunday, is that they really don't have anyone credible to take over from Starmer. Lammy is not only thick, but very black and the British public may find that a stumbling block. (darling Kemi is also up against that hurdle, but she is brilliantly clever, a great communicator and not very black). Streeting is super - he's likeable and straight forward, but he's gay - and that may not go down well with the GBPublic. Raynor is liked by some women but certainly not others and generally perceived as a self-serving grifter, loud-mouthed, common and a tax evader. Rachel from accounts lost all credibility when her lies on her c.v. were exposed, she cried in the Commons, and her economics policies are perceived as paper thin and opposed by Labour's own back benchers. None of them could win the next election.
love your perceptive run-down of the prime paedo-protector's likely successors, mrs ishmael...
and much as i loathe the far-right fanboyin' ukie-nazi-luvvin' nato-knobsuckin' mandelson-mentored cia-subservient weasel squeaking, i have to agree that he comes-across a thousand times more sensible and sincere than the incumbent by-election graveyard...
but hang-on a mo', wasn't der stürmer himself groomed by mega-manipulator and lord high mafia-handler mandy?
ah indeed, yes, mrs ishmael, i do rather feel sorry for the amoral automaton-from-accounts whom you mention: it only seems a heartbeat ago that serial expenses-fiddler cassandra was caught with her hand in the till - again - and wutless wodney came widing gallantly to her wescue...
however, now her trust-free knight in corroded cia-armour's scheduled to be sent to the deep-state robot recycling-centre in neo-liberal la-la-land, whoever will save her from the real-world repercussions of her own sticky little fingers?
well, for what it's worth, my money's on social sell-out shagabanana "givus a king-size rizla" "all my best friends are lesbos" "black ice" magamood to move into number ten droning street...
because for the first time in british history, the ultra-racist ultra-sexist cripple-bashing retard-torturing blood-mineral genocide-enabling neo-imperialist labour party has become so fucking desperate for left-whinge votes that it needs to tick the full spectrum of diversity-boxes, and some...
however, despite her gazacide-acquiescent record, the emotionless muslim-lite pro-death anti-arab minister's no bat-outta-hell patel...
and oh dear me, there's a slight snag in moody's make-up: her weird-'n-wacky dominatrix-heavy cosmetic-style somehow always reminds me of carry on screaming comedy-star fenella fielding.
now, the socialist cause might seem dead in the ultra-right nationalist waters of the river dnipro, yet fear not, mrs ishmael, for dyed-in-the-wool labour-supporters, such as you, still have over four hundred white supremacist - or wannabe white supremacist - warmongers to choose from - all ready-and-waiting on the government-benches...
so rock-on desperate dave nyammy: the world is your nasty neo-con oyster.
goodness gracious me, the yappy yoruba princess 'not very black', mrs ishmael? she's a neo-colanut derivative of the selfsame african establishment which happily sold its own into slavery - what a lovely pair tho'...her n' whammy, i mean.
sir killer's political epitaph:
here lies - as he always fucking-well did anyway - sir c.i.a. conflict-stoker: a politically inept, indecently corrupt neo-imperialist war-criminal and all-round carbon-free cunt so utterly devoid of viable social values that his cabinet-comrades couldn't wait to send him on a one-way trip to congo
the relatives of those whose deaths and rapes he furtively facilitated in the name of cheap blood-minerals for the construction of gently genocide-scented apple iphones will not miss him - quite the contrary
may he fuck-off and never show the conceitful conscience-lite composure of his poncey pudgy puffed-up face 'round here ever again, the cock-sucking carnage-craving kentish town cannibal
Ah, yes, mr ultrapox - Mahmood's eyebrows! Maybe it is the London Look. Anything but Milliband. Even the eyebrows.
mrs ishmael, some may reasonably opine that i've unethically invaded the personal privacy of the right honourable lady moody, but by the same token, i, as a private citizen-pleb, do have a reasonable expectation of not being stalked by a senior labour mp - especially when such extra-judicial tracking has been accomplished by means of unlawful surveillance-techniques; although we may deign to vote these murderous little monsters into local or national power - and shabba's not my parliamentary rep, by-the-way - it does not automatically follow that we would wish to make contact with any of the crooked shits using anything less than a ten-foot proverbial.
as we've been so recently reminded, the political class believes itself to be above reproach, above the law, and licenced to get away with just about any-bloody-thing.
it's personal, you see.
ah, the london look, is it? nice...i believe the labour-ladies are all rather fond of it - particularly the di-bot, meg harrier, baroness harpy-person, and of course, shabeena the "black ice" mermaid; yes, it takes me right back to the 60s and 70s, when our parents used a pudding basin for the job...however i'm pretty sure these gals grab a standard german helmet, pop it on, an' jus' snip 'round the edges.
what do they slip-on for shaving their legs, i wonder? authentic nazi jackboots, probably...
not kemi badknickers, of course: she'll definitely stick with the standard green dunlop universal, like every other self-respecting tory-bird - c'est l'uniforme obligatoire...
'cept for prickli patel...
who's got enough welly already.
you know, as i've always said, the cons'll never get back into power until they have the bat-outta-hell on lead vocals, kwasi brainbox in charge of the petty cash, and sound-engineer stevie baker arranging the foreign tours.
by-the-way, for the edification of ultrapox aficionados, i should mention that, in the comment on 7th feb 2026 at 06:36hrs, the second "her" in the fifth para should instead read "cashbox cass", or "cash-'n-carry cassie" even...
but frankly who gives a fuck, coz before we can say "donald trump's an effin' genius", she, her boss, and his war-criminal cabinet of all the cunts'll be chewing the cud in some corner of a foreign field that is for ever a russian minefield - but at least the war will be over, and we can patch tings up with pootin.
What have they done to you, mr ultrapox? Stalking? Surveillance? I wondered why we've not heard from you much lately - is it because you've been imprisoned? Mr inmate manages to maintain communication, although being an inmate, but perhaps they have you under closer scrutiny.
As for the Labour lassies - I protest that I've never seen such a strange bunch. There's Louise Haigh's coiffure, which bears not the slightest resemblance to any colour known to nature, there's a fearsome old lady with a sort of white Mohican, there's tattoos and piercings and strange garments. You may validly accuse me of lookism, but none of it inspires confidence. These people occupy the hallowed seats of government and not even Sir Keir can bear to look at them.
it's not what they've done to me, mrs ishmael, it's what they've done to a very vulnerable person close to me: it's nazi-ideology being put into practice by evil labour-establishment fascists, however due to town-hall intransigence, negligence, corruption, and a disgusting institutional cover-up - involving hackney council's send-psychologist, east london nhs foundation trust, and dodgy care-provider outward - it's become a bureaucratic, legal, and medical nightmare, which has already consumed a year of both my life and the life of the vulnerable person in question; it's all absolutely fuckin' horrendous and will soon be reported in the papers, i'm afraid - because it's that bloody serious.
did you know that hackney council grants itself de facto licence to torture a client who has down's syndrome, by subjecting that disabled - black - client to completely non-consensual 'dog-therapy' - and also grants itself de facto licence do so without the knowledge of the client's parents and family?
ever tried to look after someone suffering hackney council induced ptsd, when that person plainly exhibits classic ptsd-symptoms - such as constant flashback panic-attacks and tremors, combined with extremely pronounced misophonia?
it's a nightmare which goes-on 24 hours a day - and is completely fuckin' exhausting.
did you know that, in order to cover-up - and evade responsibility for - the criminal negligence of a council day-care centre which has traumatized a client, london borough of hackney literally grants itself de facto licence to misdiagnose that client as psychotic - rather than correctly diagnose ptsd?
did you know that, once hackney council has corruptly engineered a misdiagnosis of psychosis - rather than make a correct diagnosis of ptsd - it grants itself full de facto licence to compulsorily and indefinitely prescribe a so-misdiagnosed client very powerful anti-psychotic drugs, even when that client has - as a result of extensive rest, and the loving care provided by his, or her, family - already recovered from the actual ptsd?
did you know that hackney council grants itself de facto licence to refuse to disclose the findings of any investigation into any complaint made by a 'psychotic' client's parent - on the grounds that disclosure of such information is not 'in the best interests' of treating and safeguarding that client?
did you know that - under the national health service act 2006, section 75 - hackney council can, as lead partner in an integrated health-service team, not only prevent an nhs trust from reviewing a diagnosis, but can also prevent an nhs trust from disclosing the findings of any such diagnostic review?
can you just imagine having hackney fuckin' council in charge of your - or a vulnerable family-member's - medical treatment?
of course, because i had the plebeian temerity to question not only the diagnosis of the person's condition, but also the treatment of the person's condition, i am now no longer permitted to have that person stay with me.
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the tragic - and indeed long, slow, painful - death of jo-jo, in 2017, is illustrative of the sheer institutional sadism of which hackney council is capable, yet - due to a particularly vicious town-hall gestapo-unit, entitled the integrated learning & disability service - this manner of institutional criminal negligence continues, to this day, utterly unchecked.
down's syndrome association statement on the death of ‘jo-jo’ from hackney
council breached care act in case of woman who died of scabies-related complications, review finds
safeguarding adult review into death of jo-jo
in my experience, city & hackney safeguarding adults board simply ignores complaints - and only appears to investigate when some poor cunt has sadly croaked.
in dealing with hackney council, i have encountered the rigid uncompromising face of pure authoritarian evil - and am now wholly convinced that satan himself resides unrestrained in the neo-imperialist nest of narcissism which we otherwise recognize as hackney town-hall.
Good grief, mr inmate, you describe an absolute hell. Maybe the name of a courageous fighting solicitor would be of assistance? Aamer Anwar never seems afraid to tackle establishment incompetence and spite.
Keep buggering on.
Not me, Mrs Ishmael. You must be mistaken. I'd rather stay inside than live in the London Borough of non-binary progressive corruption. Didn't they have a Mayor in that multicult morass whose housemate of 10 years was later convicted of paedo-crimes? The housemate was nabbed shortly after being elected to the Council, because he'd come to the attention of the NCA. Can't remember Mr Mayor's name. Great fat poofter who subsequently resigned. But only when he'd signed-off on a 150 mill construction contract. If memory serves me, the corrupt Labia Council of all the cunts wanted to build a bunch of luxury high-rise apartments as part of some dodgy housing development. The story barely registered in the national media who were too busy fitting up Farage in Clacton. Money talks, truth walks.
Yes, apologies all round - my comment of the 9th February was directed to mr. ultrapox, who, god love him, managed to deduce that my recommendation of Anwar was meant for him. Anwar does pro bono work, loves fighting the establishment and campaigned relentlessly on behalf of the family of Sheku Bayoh, who died in police custody Kirkcaldy in May 2015 after being restrained by up to six police officers. You can check out his website: https://aameranwar.co.uk/
Whom ever posted the above comment is a cunt, perhaps ‘twas mr Ultra Pox by mistake, but I doubt it.
no apologies necessary, mrs ishmael, you made the comment at - what i would class - an extremely early hour of the morning, and i daresay, the time of comment-entry would no doubt likewise account for your apparent gender-transition - which left me rather concerned that you'd 'ad the op.
thanks for the helpful name-tip, mrs ishmael - and for encouraging me to continue the struggle to obtain correct medical treatment for my relative: i'll communicate to aamer anwar & co full details of the institutional abuse and medical maltreatment which hackney's labour council is continuing to commit with total impunity.
i certainly know of mr anwar, and of his well-deserved reputation as an advocate for oppressed citizens, including sierra leonean sheku bayoh, who was unnecessarily - and therefore unlawfully - killed by scottish police-officers in the process of being arrested and detained by them.
incidentally, sheku bayoh died in 2015, yet due to his muslim faith, it took until 2022 for the islamophobic establishment-cocksuckers at the the voice to report upon mr bayoh's death and upon his family's campaign to have his death investigated.
as a child, mr bayoh fled the sierra leonean civil war - which had been manufactured by cannibill clinton's cia in order to allow liberian-backed insurgents to take illegal control of diamond mines in sierra leone's eastern kono district. as president clinton's special envoy for democracy in africa, the reverend jesse jackson was involved in negotiations to end the sierra leonean civil war, but disgraced himself by refusing to hold the liberian aggressors reponsible for their integral rôle in instigating the conflict.
in order to secure multi-billion pound mining-contracts for his friends, bill clinton soon moved-on to back rwandan tutsi insurgents in the overthrow of zaire - now named the democratic republic of congo - and thus, due to his central complicity in orchestrating the african blood-mineral genocide, became one of the biggest war-criminals since the atlantic slave-traders, alongside president bush senior, president bush junior, president barack obama, president joe biden, secretary-of-state hillary clinton, eu commissioner louis michel, eu president charles michel, prime minister john major, prime minister tony blair, prime minister gordon brown, prime minister david cameron, prime minister theresa may, prime minister boris johnson, prime minister liz truss, prime minister rishi sunak, prime minister keir starmer, international development secretary andrew mitchell, and foreign secretary david lammy - who also each helped fund and facilitate the resource-rape of, and apocalyptic slaughter in, the african continent.
as i mentioned to mr mike at christmas, mrs ishmael, i'd love to come out and play, however i've just got far too much on my plate, and therefore, at present, cannot properly devote myself to bringing down the evil neo-imperialist establishment - which fortunately appears to be doing the requisite demolition-job of its own accord.
don't worry about the stalking and surveillance: it's highly irritating, but all duly reported to plod, and par for the course for any free-thinking plebeian - moreover the culprits will, sooner-or-later, be hoisted by their own coke-snorting device-tapping id-stealing criminal petard.
i'm out of jail, thanks, save for the inescapable familial one - obsessively and maliciously constructed for me by a psychopathically self-centred batshit-barmy old ma, who values her violent-extremist left-wing republican comrades above her own family.
after effectively losing the past 10 years of my life due to illness arising as a result of having been poisoned by a greedy violent-extremist bbc-celebrity - who while masquerading as a comedian, employs false identities to run a red top political blog and rake-in dosh as a cia-coke peddling rogue-landlord - it's madly depressing to be forced to spend further years fighting sick 'socialist' crooks in the terminally-corrupt, and veritably murderous, cia-cocaine addicted labour-party - which as i've described, is disgracefully now hell-bent on destroying the life of a disabled relative of mine.
dear god, please deliver us from pathetic, pampered, and over-protected public-school boys and girls who, because they hate a particular parent, are driven by displaced vengeance to violently overthrow - in its capacity as an all-providing progenital proxy - the very same nursemaid neo-imperialist establishment which keeps them in the manner to which they are accustomed.
what would we do without 'em, eh?
aha, mrs ishmael, because i have a penchant for proper deep-red follicles, i'll let the chamaeleonesque coiffure sported by louise hair pass...
now, is she a natural ginge, d'you reckon? and do you think she makes all her hirsute - or let's just say, shaggy - bits match-up? i firmly believe, in the interests of public transparency, that such questions should be answered - in order for us to readily judge ms hair's aesthetic consistency, and thereby, her innate integrity.
a white feckin' mohican? thank god my old nan's already snuffed-it.
it's great to talk, but sorry, gotta get back to the fuck-off pile of paperwork which needs to be submitted to the ombudsman, two nhs trusts, the council, the care quality commission, the homin' smokin' stalkin' secretary, and the local press.
'twas indeed i, mr inmate, who nicked your identity, but only because mrs ishmael granted me the inestimable honour of dubbing me 'mr inmate', and also, i admit, because i was reasonably confident that you will never get the parole required to hunt me down...
yet who knows what might occur down the long-and-winding reformative road now that wannabe white supremacist "let-'em-free lammy" is supposedly in charge of the justice-department...
i mean-to-say, the opportunely-emergent mr bonehill-paine has successfully escaped the pen and, by his own account, turned over a new leaf in order to conscientiously refocus his expansive emotional and intellectual energies in the commendable cause of humanitarian constructivity - or even constructivism - much to the apoplectic disgust of the multi-millionaire mass of lame left-wing comedians and creepingly corrupt neo-liberalized politburo-promoted media-commentators, who on behalf of the blood-mineral addicted neo-imperialist establishment, have, ever since those halitosis-ridden days of the royal african company, been in the courtly cocaine-and-concupiscence fuelled habit of religiously blotting out the truth of the nigger-massacring matter - which must at any cost, and in the name of dumbed-down democratic decency, remain hidden from inappropriate public view in the cash-'n-slash-rich colonies.
oh, would that crewkerne man could concentrate upon the neo-colonial reasons for refugee-precipitation...
however, regardless of the fact that he's the best satirical thing to come out of zomerset-zider-land since sir ian buntham and the wurzels, i reckon, for the racially-rustic product of an english ethno-centric establishment-education, such uncharacteristic consciousness might just be a bridge over troubled water too far.
of course, in between long life-force sapping sessions of masturbating frantically about the notion of achieving net-zero carbon-emissions by next weekend - yes, cathy does always look tired - the humourless neo-con war cheerleading cunts at cia-propaganda on 4 are obsessed by the desperate desire to make only one unoriginal, and neo-liberally loaded, enquiry - namely, as to the extremity of bone-paine's political leanings.
ok then...so is the crewkerne-cracker far-right?
well, in self-centred self-elevating left-wing-media practice, the answer to this imperious question lies in the viewpoint of the poser, but in actuality depends entirely upon the party for which the starmer-sacking satirist would cast his ballot...
since if the laughing gazetteer favours hitherto famously anti-war-on-terror farage - who's these days adamantly opposed to financing the suicidal war-on-rationality in ukraine, and furthermore, dead-against arming kiev's far-right nationalist fans of ww2 nazi-collaborator-cum-jew-exterminator, stepan bandera - then the crewkerne ex-crim simply can't be as far-right as anyone who votes for cia cocksucking nato nuke-loving neocon ukraine-war cheerleading m23-militia-training blood-mineral-genocide-funding neo-imperialist labour...
or as far-right as anyone who votes for the cia-cocksucking nato nuke-loving neocon ukraine-war cheerleading m23-militia-training blood-mineral-genocide-funding neocolonially-complicit conservatives...
or as far-right as anyone who votes for the eu blood-mineral-trade-condoning cia-cocksucking nato nuke-loving neocon ukraine-war cheerleading neo-imperialist lib-dems...
or indeed, as far-right as anyone who votes for the eu blood-mineral-trade-condoning cia-cocksucking neocon ukraine-war-cheerleading nato loving neo-imperialist greens.
yep, the fundamental reality of current-day uk politics is that folks witha-bitta-common are gonna vote for pathetic public school racist farage, because not only does he not want to risk a nuking by an existentially-threatened russia, but he also simply ain't anywhere-near as far-right as the war-obsessed wog-wasting parties which self-righteously oppose him.
yes, mr inmate, i apologize profusely for deep-faking you, sir, and promise most sincerely not to repeat the performance - mainly on account of the fact that i prefer, and greatly enjoy, reading the real mccunt.
now, given that i did not do my impressionist-homework, and thus inauthentically addressed our historically-erudite host as 'mrs ishmael', using a capital 'i' and a capital 'm' - rather than using the correct form of lowercase 'mrs' and stand-alone capital 'i' - i'm rather surprised that she did not rumble my ruse...
in any case, you know, the truth is that - whether by impertinent design or honest industrial accident - i actually felt somewhat sleighted by mrs ishmael's incarceration-trivializing misdenomination, because coincidentally, my current housebound condition - of which of course both you and mrs ishmael are neither aware, nor about which do you yourself doubtless not care - is dictated solely by the chronic, and unresolvable, nature of my problematic post-operative health-issues.
mrs ishmael, sheku bayoh was killed by officers of police scotland because he was a black man, but of course - unlike mr bayoh - these officers all got-off scot-free.
mrs ishmael, first, i apologize for impuning your character and questioning your integrity, without any justification, in the comment above - which i addressed to mr inmate. i also apologize to mr inmate for suggesting, without any evidence, that he does not care about my health-issues.
second, may i thank you again, mrs ishmael, for recommending aamer anwar & co as legal advocates who might assist me in my struggle to obtain proper medical treatment for my disabled relative - unfortunately however, due to issues of geographical jurisdiction, aamer anwar & co are not able to offer their services to sassenachs, and have recommended instead that i approach the law society of england and wales for legal assistance.
Sorry to hear that Aamer Anwar can't act for you , mr ultrapox - of course, Scottish law is very different to English law and advocates cannot act across the borders. You might try Thompson's - they are U.K. wide and have a strong reputation of being trade union lawyers, so they are not averse to taking on the establishment.
mr anwar's inability to act as my advocate is of no consequence, mrs ishmael - and thank you for your alternative recommendation of thompson's as solicitors.
as it happens, the care quality commission seem eager to investigate the whole fucking shitshow of hackney council's care for those with special educational needs and disabilities, especially since cqc has recently been investigating london borough of hackney's provision of care for adults with special educational needs and disabilities - and has been doing so during the same period in which hackney integrated learning disability service has been medically maltreating my relative.
by-the-way, i originally considered that you were making light of my subjection to organized cia-gang-stalking and surveillance by bbc cokehead-celebrities, but i now realize that you were in fact inviting me to expand upon the subject - and will therefore duly do so, when done frying the bigger fish of historical basher of those with special educational needs and disabilities hackney council.
Good to know that the Care Quality Commission is involved, mr ultrapox. The equivalent in Scotland is the Care Inspectorate, so I have no experience with your C.Q.C., but I'm assuming that they will bring a similarly objective and impartial approach to any complaints about care services brought to their attention. Good luck.
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