Skewed News Views Xmas Roundup

How do we combat and neuter the Woke joke gender-bender / squirely pronoun debate-driven insanity that confuses us all, defies the tenets of common sense, and is screwing up sports events?

We now have three genders. Biological male, biological female – and the gender confused trans-gender that might well be a bit of each of the former pair.

Ergo, to solve the sports brouhaha dilemma. We require bio’ male only events, along with bio’ only female events; both juxtaposed with trans-gender events – wherein gender-confused / biological sex muddled males - and females - can compete against each other – and may the best man – or woman – or hermaphrodite – win.

Yep, there’s definitely an apocalyptic sense of foreboding in the air as 2023 draws to a close. Not so much from climate change – that’s an over-rated bogey-person to sell the net zero green deal – for climate change is – and ever has been – a constant since the Earth was born.

Nope, it’s more a worry of this AI pre-programmed algorithms phenomenon being adopted to control military – weapons / armament systems (yep, we’ve all seen Skynet’s ‘AI Arnie’ perform in the Terminator movies) – and the New World Order / WEF’s Satan Klaus Schlob’s Great Reset agenda to depopulate the planet and grab all the 'good stuff' for their greedy selves – which will manifest as a madcap militarised scramble for what’s left of the remaining natural resources - like the super-nerd ex-Miscroslop CEO - 'Farmer Bill' - Gates buying up mega-acres of rural America across some 48 states - all to produce fart-free cattle and GMO nasty foods.

London’s most reviled Mayor, Sad Dick Khan, a non-Christian infidel, has undergone a Scroogian metamorphosis, and dared embrace the Festive Spirit.

Henceforth, in a bid to curtail the derogatory sobriquets he gets slapped with viz the Ulez daily extortion of £12:50 – plus associated fines - now wishes to be known as Santa Khan, on the merit that he plans to cancel the Ulez charge – wait for it – on Christmas Day – (but only for Christmas Day) - and in a bid to consolidate the 'Santa' illusion, plans to ship non-Ulez compliant trade-in 4 x 4 vehicles to Zippy Zelenski in the Ukraine - to be converted into armoured battle wagons.

https://www.gbnews.com/lifestyle/cars/ulez-charge-suspended-london-sadiq-khan-christmas-2023

A thought to ponder on: What’s the betting the real Santa’s sledge falls foul of Sad Dick’s Ulez ‘emissions’ regulations – due his reindeer shitting anywhere and everywhere across the London boroughs.

Microslop CEO, ‘Billy Goat’ Gates, sounded on a negative note when discussing the United Nations COP28 global climate summit, which concluded in the United Arab Emirates on December 12^th; with the psychotic meddling ‘philanthropist’ (sic) deviating from his customary human eugenics / depopulation themes to target the bovine estate.

Gates latest crib is that Western beef and milk-producing nations are not doing enough to reduce cows farting out clouds of endogenous gases – and used the COP28 platform to promote the adoption of his plans to breed herds of genetically modified ‘non-flatulent’ cattle stocks - aka ‘fart-free’ moo-moo’s.

Hmmm, doubtless the countryside will lose that unique, feculent aroma if Bent Bill’s latest deranged plans for a new tomorrow go ahead.

The grasping, wannabee ‘look at me’ spouse of the ginger-minger Prince Harry, Duke of Sussex, Royal House of Hewitt, remains wholly unsatisfied with her Duchess title, and narked to the point of emotional rage due never being bestowed with the expected Princess status when she wed into royalty.

The minging Meghan is now pushing the boundaries of common sense to get one up on King Chazzer, and the Merry Windsor clan ruling Britain, by pledging donations from their egocentric Archiesmell Foundation to the Vatican and Pope Frankie’s personal favourite Catholic charities-in-need - in exchange for a living sainthood, no less. St. Meghan of Montecito.

Does the dozy, heathen bitch not realise the passage runs a course of first performing a miraculous act on the path to Beatification and Canonization process as a proven ‘servant of God’ – to be recognised as Venerable, and her miracle (s) approved by the Holy See, then maybe, just maybe, become Blessed and bestowed with Sainthood.

Then we have Harry’s festive season high court litigation actions - spewing outrage at media intrusion into the private lives of the royal family – who, aware he was Diana’s ginger cuckoo in the royal nest, yet still adopted him, is only matched by his own ruthless, greedy and hypocritical enthusiasm for the self-same sins.

Lord Hewitt has repeatedly trashed his own foster family, publicly, for mega-bucks media payments, even as his royal grandparents, QE2 and Prince Stavros, were on their deathbeds.

Harry has been repeatedly exposed as the type of lowlife – on a par with the character of his equally ginger-mingin’ father, Jimbo Hewitt - who can’t tell the truth if he doesn’t have a lie ready – and along with his ego-fixated venal spouse, Meghan, is out to embarrass and destroy the British monarchy.

https://www.gbnews.com/royal/harry-meghan-duke-duchess-latest-charity

No shit, Sherlock – Israel’s ruling Zionist thugs are having a Happy Hanukka – a Horrid Hamas Homicide Extravaganza – around the bombed-out ruins of Khan Younis in the Gaza Strip – killing any fucking thing that moves – (with good ole US of A-supplied military ordnance) - and isn’t wearing IDF kit – specifically Palestinian civilians, of any age, shape or form.

Here we see at work the barbaric hand of the hard core Sabbatian Zionists, by political persuasion – aka God’s ‘Chosen People’ – (in all reality, Khazar Ashkenazi mongrels with zero genetic – or historic – links to the Holy Land and Biblical tribes of Israel) - condoning the IDF’s Saturnian-worshipping Chabad muppets - committing atrocious war crimes and human rights abuses to drive the rightful, historic Palestinian Muslim civilian residents of ‘Palestine’ (Israel by UN default since 1948) out of their self-proclaimed ‘Promised Land’.

Regardless of the Gaza Strip being besieged behind a 30-odd foot high Great Apartheid Wall, and Zionist expansion settlements in the occupied West Bank considered illegal under international law, the barbarian-governed Zionist state of Israel’s ambassador to Broken Britain, Tipsy Hotlips this week uttered a sharp rebuke to renewed talk of establishing an independent state of Palestine alongside Israel, as a way to permanent peace.

Questioned by one gutter press hack from the Land Theft Gazette, viz the prospect of a two-state solution - which would see the establishment of an independent Palestine alongside Israel – horrified by such a suggestion, Ambassador Hotlips gave a concise reply of "absolutely no".

Typical, and we expect naught else from the rogue, land-grabbing Zionist state of Israel; always ready to wield it’s anti-Semitism stick at any who dare criticise their litany of human rights abuses visited on the hapless heads of the captive Palestinian population – of what was, until 1948 – er – Palestine - now disenfranchised and marginalised into the IDF military-occupied West Bank territories, and the recently devastated Gaza Strip littoral enclave - is devoid of any format of moral authority regarding Hamas, as that political faction is of Israel’s own creation.

The oh-so recent COP28 was a bullshit jolly for elitist scum – in dodgy, deviant Dubai – and should have been titled Hypocrisy28 – with all these elitist dog wankers flying in from around the globe – on private jets, while preaching the Just Stop Oil mantra – and the only body notably conspicuous by her blessed absence was the chronically annoying, midget climate warrior – and global eco’ pin up troll, Sweden’s very own grotty Greta Wankberg.

Conversely, notably present, along with a legion of equally pretentious grifters,  was our newly-invested, bat-eared, eco-preaching, sanctimonious monarch, King Chazzer 3, one of the duplicitous private planes guilty – and all hosted by the arch-hypocrite COP28 head and UAE energy tsar, Sultan Ahmed al Jabber the Hutt – who was under orders from his OPEC masters to sanitise and protect the region’s only source of commerce: black gold – the very lubricious – albeit fugacious - substance the COP28 crowd are set on banishing as a fuel / energy source – to promote the ‘very true’ fact there is ‘no hard science’ to suggest phasing out fossil fuels will limit global warming to 1.5C – and doing so would ‘take us back to caves’.

For the Guinness Book’s Hypocrisy record, the total number of bodies registered for attendance was 80.000 – (the major percentage of which live – in comfort, and well outside the Persian Gulf region) - plus gate-crashing cheapskates - whereas spoiled brat heads of state, and energy ministers, all arrived on personal plane flights – so much for zero carbon.

Really, wake up time for the elitist brainiacs. Do any of the fuckers, attending this gobshite jolly in the Middle East, believe that the likes of the raghead host attendees of the UAE, and Kuwait, Oman, Iran and Ieaq, and Saudi Arabia, are gonna applaud and sign up to phase out oil and gas – when it equates as their single source of wealth – and income?

Hmmm, and that’s on a par with Fishy Sunak’s newly-appointed Health Secretary, Victoria Atkins, stating this past week that Mother Nature, along with the British weather, are in defiance of climate change, with Winter conditions starting before the month of December, and exposing the global warming myth for the crock of shite it actually is, and concocted to serve the Chatham House-orientated money-grubbing interests of commercial organisations – specifically the greed-mongers and their mass media stooges, spinning the net zero myth to flog off their worthless wind turbines - and solar panels to northern hemisphere nations - where the sun seldom shines (even in Summer).

Carbon emissions peaked, and have been declining since, in most developed nations (no, not India or the People’s Utopia of China) and in Europe since the 1950’s, thanks to the advent of smokeless fuel laws and vehicle MOT tests forcing smoke-belchers off the roads – followed by a ban on atmospheric nuclear bomb tests – and tobacco smoking in public places.

Like the ubiquitous adverts state: Every little helps - and all was well - until HAARP weather modification technology came along.

All this global warming alarmist crap – with the boiling seas prediction a source of public hysteria that appears to have been superseded by the all-encompassing greenhouse gases / climate change scare-a-thon that galvanises the Extinction Rebellion gang and their Just Stop Traffic daily life disrupter cronies – with neither doing the research to establish the fact that we – here in Broken Britain - are currently experiencing the climate / weather effects of an interglacial period between ice ages – aka the ‘real science’ Holocene Epic.

Cause and effect, you inquire? Solar activity, or rather a decrease in solar plasma, which further affects – and lowers - not only terrestrial temperatures but too the ocean flow and circulation patterns on Earth, with, for one, the Gulf Stream ‘s disruption, affecting northern hemisphere western land mass regions that border the Atlantic Ocean.

So, no, the polar icecaps are not gonna melt in the foreseeable future and all terrestrial land masses be under water – but – and this is the big ‘BUT’ - all plant life will die out without CO2 – so leave that precious gas alone – for plants breathe it in – and exhale oxygen (our life gas) – and instead concentrate on knitting woollies – cos the next generations are gonna need them when the real ‘cold front’ cooling period manifests on a global scale.

Ergo, to close on a somewhat ironic note, regarding local resident’s protests to having legions of Channel-puddle jumping illegal immigrants from Third World shitholes dumped on their Christian doorsteps – specifically, in this instance, the villagers of Rosscahill, (pop 306) in County Galway objecting to 70-plus heathen scallies being billeted in the Ross Lake Hotel.

As the local council, and the hierarchy in general, ignored the local resident’s justified objections and protests to this unwanted invasion of three score and ten military age foreign males in their serene community, an act of providence was called upon, and some higher deity, in response, inflicted an act of divine arson, resulting in the hotel going up in flames, and burned to the foundations.

Hmmm, obviously the immigration authorities will require an alternative location to billet their illegal immigrants. A wise choice might be accommodation lined with fireproof cementitious board – or some similar material resistant to Molotov cocktail attacks.

https://www.gbnews.com/news/world/migrant-hotel-fire-ireland-ross-lake-hotel-galway

Anyone noticed the vomitus propaganda-enriched bits n bobs in the media - paper pages and radio airwaves - mentions of Winter being upon us again - along with outbreaks of the dreaded Covid-1984 virus scamdemic - and the need for face masks and social distancing - and perhaps - but only 'perhaps' (yet) - geographic lockdowns - and 'go get yer Covid booster shot'.

For the ears of any street smart enough to distrust all that government agencies proclaim - the Covid19 ‘plandemic’ is a false construct to enable the distribution of otherwise illegal, dual purpose, gain of function, poisonous bio-warfare mRNA-based nanotechnology gene-altering injections, and other lethal and harmful nano substances by the United States of America Department of Defence.

What now bears the pantomime title of the SARS COV2 virus is a human-developed, and weaponised, chimeric ‘in silico’ biological poison - created solely as a control mechanism to promote a covert bio-warfare campaign – with the end game objective being global scale human depopulation.

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids with socio-political satire - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.

Illegal Immigration: Tory Death Knell

The fact I work off a common sense n logic-based approach to any problem puts me at an immediate disadvantage when cogitating such issues as the rampant rate of illegal immigration with government officials – specifically the rubber boat flotillas, crammed chocker block with unwashed foreign types - sneaking across the Channel from France in broad daylight – overloaded to the point of zero freeboard with single, military age males – who have zero intention of respecting, or ever integrating with, British culture - and intent on a career of welfare handouts - and / or criminal enterprise.

Food Bank Britain's government / civil service clowns have stated for the public record that it is inhumane / breaching EU human rights n wrongs laws - to have the coast guard / border patrol turn the scally-loaded boats around at the Channel’s midway point and direct them back – from whence they came -  to safe haven France, some ten miles distant– yet it is deemed wholly legal, humane – and safe – to deport these same illegal, welfare-grubbing  scrotes to Rwanda, in southern Africa – several thousand miles distant – and at great plane charter expense – to a place notorious for their Hutu / Tutsi 'shootin', tootin', panga-slashin' genocidal slaughter extravaganzas.

Then we have the Tory gang’s Home Sickretary, James Not-So-Cleverly, scheming to bring down ‘legal’ immigration numbers albeit zero mention of putting the long overdue block on ‘illegal’ immigrants sneaking into the country – and half the time it isn’t even ‘sneaky’ – as the border patrol wankers act like a Dr Barnardo’s orphanage care home.

Conversely, we have the Immigration Minister, Robbie Jenrick, shaking his head at Cleverly’s plan, and admitting the entire rubber boat illegals fiasco is a total fubar, a snafu sans borders – and has done the honourable thing – quit – in a bid to preserve his dignity - in the face of the government's EUSSR stooge / anti-Brexit / Remainiac-ridden civil service corps sabotaging every counter illegal immigration plan from the time it's implemented.

Aye, these Tory government cretins are impossible to engage with – not that Sir Keir Stammerer’s Labour dog wankers are any better – or the Lib-Dum tossers. Collectively a bunch of inbred misanthropes, who thrive on voracious consumption - yet bear naught but disdain for the common herd.

Ergo, the unpalatable truth be known viz this unbridled illegal immigration - in line with the New World Order / WEF's Satan Klaus Schlob' Great Reset agenda and end game result - the flood of unwashed - and unskilled, heathen criminal scrotes invading Europe and North America / the good ole US of A - is 'all part of de plan' - to pollute and corrupt existing Christian societies and culture - to dilute and diminish White majority populations and hegemony, transforming the entire globe into a Third World dump.

For the record, and to drive the damning facts home - the Tory Nasty Party government has failed, and continues to fail, viz regulating – actually halting - the legions of illegal Channel-hopping boat trash landing on the southern shores of our once-sacred isle of Albion – yet the likes of Fishy Sunak kowtow to the architects of this venal globalist national sovereignty dissipation agenda – for it shall prove an epochal mistake – one of volatile and violent consequences – allowing our established Anglo-Saxon Christian culture to be polluted and corrupted to breaking point by this foul and foreign third world detritus - and the non-assimilating, radical Islamic malcontent wetbacks - who consider us infidels.

Really, what use is Fishy Sunak, or his equally incompetent cabinet dross, paying crooked government officials in rabid Rwanda a total – to date – of £240 million nicker, to play ‘prison host’ to the droves of unwanted illegal immigrants – all claiming to be asylum seekers - who have landed, sans visas, on Broken Britain’s south coast beaches – from safe haven France – and not a single Channel-jumper has yet been deported / relocated to this African flea pit while their applications for asylum are processed.

One shakes their head, pondering who the fuck dreamed up this utterly preposterous solution to solving the illegal immigration dilemma - one that will brand our moronic politicos, festering on the benches of the House of Conmans, as being on the wrong side of history.

Yep, Fishy’s Tory nasty party are operating on a principle of ever-diminishing returns viz the merits of achievement, and public approval - a great way to lose the coming 2024 election.

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids with socio-political satire - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.

Meghan’s Hack Pens Fairy Tales

Yep, the manky Meghan’s up-close n confidential buddy – none other than ‘pretty boy’ gutter press hack Omid Scumby - has done it again; and scribbled yet a second money-grubbing work of fabulist, speculative tripe, innuendo, deliberate exaggerations – plus outright porky pies – based and centred on the life & times Vaudeville act – (and back-stabbing antics) - of merry Montecito's wholly irrelevant exiled royals - Harry & Meghan Hewitt.

No shit, Sherlock -  that takes the effin’ biscuit.  Now we have a 'second front' libelous barrage of highly speculative - and offensive - exposé fiction, denigrating Britain’s ‘real and ruling' incumbent Saxe-Coburg und Gotha Royal Family - King Charlie Jug-Ears, the chain-smoking Queen Gorgonzilla, Prince Bald Willy Windsor, and his lazy-arsed better half, Katie Middleclass - from this self-confessed liar, Omid Scumby - which would, in saner days, before the petulant Woke snowflake culture became the societal norm - have seen Scumby tarred n feathered for such monarchical slanders – thus truly outfitted for his chosen role of the prize turkey.

It must be acknowledged that the credibility-deficient titled Sussex / Hewitt pair, and their scribbling hack accomplices, are turning out bodged bios and malicious royal scandal exposés faster than a Margate beach-front seagull can crap. But that’s life with Harry and Meghan – a truly immersive and self-delusional experience, that quickens and festers at an exponential rate.         

To wit, whatever saving graces the wibbling Harry might have once possessed - (if any) - are now corrupted beyond redemption, since the dawn of his toxic association with the narcissistic, drama queen, mingin Meghan.

Donning a cloak of unqualified arrogance, and describing itself as Meghan’s personal media pit bull attack dog – (woof, fucking woof!) - this self-promoting, scandal-mongering, limp-wristed, camp onanist, Omid Scumby, is now assuming the mantle of a know-all, see-all ‘royal biographer’ no less – and the unofficial media mouthpiece for California’s Lord & Lady Sussex – aka – the mendacious Meghan, and hare-brained Harry Hewitt.

What a self-delusional, money-grubbing leech – but in good company with Lady Sussex on that score – the half-chat Meghan; a so-typical low IQ / ‘five minute goggle box wonder’ B celebrity retard - (albeit kitted out with a nice arse, and blow job lips) - flogging her scandalous tales of woe to the highest bidder – with rumour abounding that Harry has promised Scumby to bestow him with a knighthood for his double-dose, two-book slandering of the Wicked Windsor gang – when he eventually becomes King, crowned Harry the First -- (of House Hewitt).

To wit, the only reason these ‘books’ (sic - works of illiterate dross) sell is due the fact the shit-fer-brains public get a hard-on for some celebrity – and better still, ‘royal’ – scandal exposé – as noted by the ginger-mingin Harry’s pathetic ‘Spare’ bio’ – a 416-page best-selling whine and whinge-a-thon tome viz his spoiled brat life as the red-headed cuckoo in the royal nest – plus much boastacious mentions of his ‘real men’ days as a RAF chopper pilot - chain-gunning lots of nasty Afghan civilians that looked a bit ‘Talibanish’ – with the entire caboodle obviously ghost-scribbled by some wordsmith functionary who can actually compose a coherent, literal sentence - and spell.

Well, both of these Hewitt ‘look at me’ lowlife wannabees - Harry and Meghan, are a quick study – and a passing glance is enough to establish they are both guilty of abuse of privilege - and possessed by an exaggerated sense of entitlement - as per Harry's current court case in Broken Britain - demanding 'entitlement' to personal security from the Met Plod Squad - qualified on the basis 'he went to war'.

So, for the record, and edification of the common herd readershits, who – or what – is this non-entity irrelevance, Omid Scumby (pronouns unknown)?

Purportedly sired by some tartan-kilted Scot, plus a touch of tarbrush DNA from Mummy Maryam’s Iranian side – who Scumby boasts is of aristocratic origins – perhaps related to the kleptomaniac, spendthrift ‘fake royals’ line family tree of the late dictator Shah, Mohammed Reza Palaver.

It is widely rumoured that the arrogant and obnoxious Scumby was bestowed with the less than complimentary sobriquet of the ‘Persian Poufter’ while ensconced - and literally ‘sweating it out’ - at Bauer Media’s gutter press / 'more at scent than substance' celebrity bullshit Heat magazine – (a low life arse-wipe publication) – with further media slurs circulating of Scumby’s rumoured incontinence – a prolapsed sphincter condition, no less - exacerbated due engaging in ‘forbidden delights’ with his LGBT-Q ‘big boy’ playmates – and French bulldogs.

Truth and integrity fall far short of any accepted level, even for a gutter press tabloid account of septic tank shit-raking ‘who said what and where’ toxic gossip - that might well breach the laws of libel – when the author (sic) did not even interview the main controversial subjects of these semi-fictional – and purely sensationalising - back-stabbing character assassinations of the British Royal Family.

This Omid Scumby character, at first sighting, obviously marked with some non-Anglo-Saxon taint in his jumbled genes – presents himself publicly by sporting the limp-wristed posture of an effeminate sodomite, signing copies of his Once Upon a Time fairy (sic) tale of the royal cuckoo – Prince Harry, the ginger-minging Duke of Hewitt - and his equally-irrelevant, IQ-deficient quadroon fancy bit – the egocentric Meghan.

And really, who gives a flying fuck viz the colour of Archie’s skin – he’s a passable whitey – same as his non-entity Mummy, Meghan – regardless of the kaffir in her genetic make-up.                               

It’s that ginger-mingin mop of hair which prompted Chazzer, Wills and Kate to raise the 'colour' question – for, alike Harry, Archie's a carbon copy of his equally ranga grand-daddy, Capt. James Hewitt – horse riding ‘companion’ (sic) to the late, and much missed, People’s Princess - Lady Di’.

The Hewitt's self-promoting ‘look at us’ Duke n Duchess of Sussex fake royal show-off displays are morphing into a pattern of repeated self-destructive behaviour. But there again neither of the self-delusional twats is too smart – for Harry was definitely stood behind the door when the triple figure IQ’s were handed out – whereas ‘thick as pig shit’ Meghan had actually left the building.

Stop press: HRH King Charles III of England declined to pass comment on the insignificant Scumby’s latest slanderous work of scandal – (a direct commission from the hands - and lips - of Meghan and Harry to destabilise and smear Britain’s monarchical institution) – as he was otherwise engaged – er – ironing his shoe laces.

Hmmm, viz the slanderous attacks on the ‘real Royals’ on behalf of the venomous wannabee, Meghan; doubtless Herr Scumby’s name will be henceforth dropped from the invites list for the 2024 Buckingham palace garden party – and passed to MI6’s '00 'fatal accidents' assassination team.

Ergo, a word to the wise, for Meghan (and Harry) – in the interests of self-preservation. If ever playing the tourist bit – in Paris – stay well clear of the freak accident-prone Pont de l’Alma tunnel.

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids with socio-political satire - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.

A Merry Muslim Xmas to All

Sectarian 'jolly jihad' fracas breaks out at Aldi supermarket in Hounslow, West London.

    

Strains of the fall of Jerusalem and the Last Crusade.

Yep, Thanksgiving Thursday takes on a violent air of the next day’s Black Friday - with the Festive ‘Season’s Greetings’ message, plus the ‘Peace and Goodwill to All Men on Earth’ embrace thy neighbour mood descending into a free-for-all punch-up.

Wow, no shit, Sherlock. More at Violent Night than Silent Night.

Ergo, the paper-hurling female’s hijab head coverings and burqa dress sort of identifies the creed and intolerant ideology of the split-arsed, pugilist scallies, and add a wholly new meaning to a Merry Muslim Christmas - and in a heathen Christian host nation too – specifically grabbing rolls of Xmas pressie wrapping paper to batter their infidel opponents.

A lesson to the wise: Think twice viz Xmas shopping at Aldi.

Brilliant 'action-packed' video urls pasted below. (violent content warning for Woke snowflakes)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_zPNMuz8JQ

https://metro.co.uk/2023/11/22/shoppers-throw-christmas-wrapping-paper-aldi-brawl-19864437/

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids with socio-political satire - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.

Tory Spot the Pothole - Silly Tie Competition

         Fishy Sunak's 'Seven League Boots' - loaned from Coco the Clown

Rwanda Strikes Back

Yep, the banner headline says it all. Well, at least it cops the essence of Rwanda’s injured sensibilities viz political opponents to the half-arsed (failed?) and legally-opposed Tory plan to deport Channel-hopping illegal immigrants from Broken Britain to the notorious African nation state, referring to it as Genocide Central – simply due the fact that back in the mists of history (er – 1994) the Hutu and Tutsi tribes got into a wee bit of a civil warfare type machete-waving disagreement – with some 800,000 Tutsis being massacred – along with 10,000-plus of the minority Twa pygmy tribes-folk butchered too - just for good measure.

Hmmm, and who can blame Kigali’s ruling politicos, and President Paul Kagame, for their furious response to the  UK Supreme Court's derogatory swipe at their country – (“We take our humanitarian responsibilities seriously”) – for labelling it ‘Genocide Central’ – regardless of the fact the shit fer brains Tory gang have paid Kagame’s government an estimated £140 million nicker - up front – (in tax-payer funds / for what exactly?) - to prepare the groundwork for Rwanda to accept the legions of deported rubber boat migrants – with none ever arriving there to date.

Really, who the fuck is in charge of tinkering with this Tory Party circus – Wallace and Gromet? Wile E. Coyote?

For a fact the so-recently-fired Home Secretary, Spewella Braveheart, was right – and Fishy Sunak was - is – and remains - wrong – with a large capital W – due his sacking ‘the woman’ (sic – pronouns unknown) - over a breach of that unwritten political decree - telling the Truth viz this ‘stop the boats’ / Rwanda deportation ‘circus without a tent’ – especially to the ears of the exaggeration-inclined mass media – and broadcast to the greater arena of the unwashed proletariat.

Fer Christ’s sake, we’re living on a limited space island – Pax Britannica - not the entire spread of continental Europe - and stuck for breathing space ourselves.  

45,755 rag-arsed, asylum-imposter illegals came ashore in 2022 – and that’s just the ones who were caught. In October 2023, the head count was 23,375, so far.

Okay, Braverman might be out of a cabinet job, but the feisty bitch is kicking up a storm of back bench dissent.

In a blistering letter to PM Sunak, she states he has repeatedly failed on key policies and broken pledges to her, regarding immigration.

Oh well, so much for Fishy’s recent Tory cabinet re-shuffle psychodrama. But shuffling that collection of political irrelevancies is on a par with stirring a septic tank and expecting the shit to smell sweeter.

To wit, this entire boat people / asylum seeker brouhaha has turned into a pantomime. The Channel-crossing hordes of illegal immigrants are departing safe destination France – to reach Food Bank Britain.

Why? Cos Britain’s an easier soft touch for welfare beggars and kowtows to ECHR laws and regulations – even though we are no longer part n parcel of that nest of Brussels / EUSSR graft and corruption-ridden fascist dictatorship - so Brussels – and  Strasbourg - can go kiss our Anglo-Saxon arses.

Fishy Sunak’s government asylum retrenchment plan to deport migrants to Rwanda – apart from being totally bizarre and flying in the face of common sense and logic – has now, finally, been ruled unlawful by the Supreme Court.

Ergo, why Rwanda in the first place? Why not Tierra del Fuego – or get NASA to drop them off on the Moon?

How about this one -  have the Border Patrol dump them back on the French beach from whence they set off?

Even more appropriate – back to their country of origin – if it is a safe haven, and not quite the torture n butchery ‘Genocide Central’ – that Rwanda was in 1994.

(Reviewing past events, Rwanda’s not a safe third country for asylum seeking refugees – nor is it exactly a safe place for Rwandans, come to that).

Why on earth don't we revert to our once tried n tested practice – as the Dutch continue to do - and actually process people here promptly - and if they're genuine and legal, grant them asylum. If they're not genuine cases nor legal, ship them back. As opposed to this farcical, this ludicrous, headline-grabbing nonsense viz ‘we're going to deport you to Rwanda’.”

Rwanda, indeed? Why not simply dispatch them back, post haste, to their point of origin – France / beaches of Normandy – or better still, place of birth – and if they refuse to turn their overloaded rubber boats around and head back the way they came – simply warn them –“if you set foot ashore here, we’ll deport you to Rwanda – in Cannibal Land.”

Fer fuck’s sake, forget the bleeding hearts / Woke joke ‘poor asylum seeker’ claptrap. If they’re intentionally attempting to sneak into a foreign country, and landing on a British beach, sans valid visa, then they’re illegals – hence committing a criminal act – hence subject to arrest, detention, and automatic deportation. Case closed.

Yet what we have is: oh, hang on, as a half-inflated rubber duck, with six Albanian teenage scallies hanging off it, has just made landfall at Beachy Head, with the Border Patrol handing out beakers of Costa coffee and bacon butties, and pre-paid cellphones, so they can call home and say ‘Insha’Allah, we’ve landed safely’.

23,375 to date? Better make it 23,381 - and refoulement issues be buggered, thanks to human rights whingers.

Really, WTF is all this humanitarian and injustice brouhaha about? We have hordes, legions, in fact, of visa-deficient, undocumented foreign scallies coming ashore on the south coast beaches of our once-sceptred isle of Albion, - whose only hands-out words of English are ‘Welfare’, ‘Cellphone’, and ‘Airbnb’ - and are mandated to put them up in hotels – in accordance with some half-arsed EUSSR court of human rights and wrongs ruling that we can’t simply sink them as they float into British sector waters (and self-stab their own rubber boat pontoons) – as per previous invaders, such as the Spanish Armada.

Then we get all this human rights and wrongs brouhaha viz granting them refugee status – single blokes of military age – or processing their ‘applications’ (sic) and granting them a National Insurance number, free housing, and weekly social security handouts – or fly them off to Rwanda. Yep, Rwanda – who the fuck thought that one up?

One shakes the proverbial head and wonders, specially so when the simple solution is, as the Border Patrol boats pick them up (rescue) when they reach British waters – or land on a British beach – is to load them back onto the Border Patrol boats – at gunpoint if so required, then go drop them off on the very same French beach they departed from.

Ergo, return to sender.

Next we have the Archbishop of Cunterbury spouting off to gutter press hacks that he hopes the government will "reflect and reconsider its approach" to its asylum policy, following the High Court’s condemnation of the piss-pot ‘Rwanda solution’.

The Most Reverend Justin Wobbly - senior bishop of the Church of England – is of a personal mind that the court ruling "leaves our response to desperate people fleeing conflict and persecution in a state of limbo".

Fleeing what, exactly? The safe haven shores of la belle Francaise? Yeah, for soft touch Broken Britain – aka Fishy Sunak’s Handouts Happy Home.

Meanwhile, Broken Britain’s ‘current’ Labour Party political leader, ‘Sir Keir’ Stammerer, this week revisited, for the benefit of salivating news hacks, his all-new / latest n greatest brownie points winning plan to tackle illegal migration - which is expected involve a cross-border approach to dealing with nasty, foreign crime gangs – by seeking an EUSSR-wide returns agreement with Brussels for asylum grifters who arrive in Food Bank Britain – when Sir Keir and his Labour government are running the show – (should by some unlikely fluke Labour win a 2024 general election) - agreeing to accept a quota of legal migrants from Europe each year.

Bollocks, we say. Apprehend them as they land and set foot on Blighty’s sacred shores – then, as undocumented, illegal immigrants – the majority of which are not of European origins - stick them in an actual immigration holding facility and ship the fuckers back from whence they came – faster than shit through a proverbial goose – and fuck the EUSSR’s Brussels autocrats, and the ECHR – we are no longer part of that European clusterfuck club.

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Knives Out: Tory Cabinet Massacre

OMG! – and WTF? – all in one sentence. Food Bank Britain - formerly Broken Britain - now falls in the category of a failed state Banana Republic – that has to import its bananas.

We start off this post- Armistice Day with the Tory Nasty party’s head honcho, Fishy Sunak, staging a surprise cabinet office re-shuffle – which has morphed into more of a St Valentine’s Day massacre.

In the eyes of those astute individuals naturally bestowed with a gift of honed political cognisance, the Tory Nasty Party leadershit has gone bonkers – firing Spewella Braveheart for displaying the brazen hubris to express an unpopular Truth – specifically stating the way it is – by not only dissing the despised mass media and their tofu-gobbling Wokerati readershit– but so too the Government’s official line of denial, with regard to the kowtowing, knee-bending, Woke joke national Plod Squad playing left-wing / right wing favouritism – and being a corrupt bunch of opinionated and biased onanists – for picking their personal favourites viz the socio-political protest circuit’s anarchy front liners – the Just Stop Traffic gang - or the pro-Palestine ‘peace’ (sic) activists.

And that, folks – is the national heart-felt, low esteem, opinion of our Woke joke Plod Squad.

Bravo, Sir Robert Peel must be turning in his grave.

Meanwhile, to perhaps seal Spewella’s fate with an ‘Et tu, Brutus?’ dagger in the lower rib cage, the short, dumpy, and wholly irrelevant, Tory party ex-chairperson and life peer, Baroness Seedy Warthog, informed gutter press hacks that, in her unqualified and biased opinion, Home Secretary Spewella Braveheart had lit the touch paper and ignited community tensions with her remarks viz the Armistice Day culture clash between genuine veterans, pro-Palestinian peace marchers, anti-oil activists, and the Met Plod Squad.

Then, to add further insult to injury, Fishy Sunak pulled a lateral promotion gear shift, and shoved Jimbo Not-So-Clever behind Spewella’s Home Suckretary desk – and a politically unemployed, non-Parliamentarian, Posh Dave Scameron – just bestowed with an Baronetcy peerage so he can set his bony arse down – with constitutional legality - into Mr Clever Clog’s Foreign Office chair - as Lord Dave.

Scameron, really? Oh my, what a poor choice – considering all the venal political baggage he comes with – a Tory equivalent of New Labour’s ‘Dark Side’ Iraq war crimes leader, Tony Bliar - for the so-recently entitled 'Lord' Posh Dave too comes dragging a trail of controversial and corrupt baggage attached to the tails of his morning coat.

Yep, Lord Scameron, the bloke who gave a thumbs-up for the Brexit referendum (convinced it would be a NO vote); or his questionable involvement with the Greensill Crapital lobbying / financial scandal - or the more at scent than substance stooge act for some ‘Golden Era’ trade relationship with the Middle Kingdom (People’s Utopia of China) - or his okaying of invasive military action against Libya – which turned it into the Third World failed state mess it is today – and, more so, if he is to sit in behind the Foreign Sec’s desk, his career record as an arse-kissing apologist and Zionist stooge for the rogue state of Israel should bar him from any such foreign policy appointment.

In hindsight it shall be reckoned a tragic oversight that this cabinet re-shuffle wasn’t kick started with Fishy Sunak being hoofed out of the door of Number 10, followed by that smirking, smarmy twat, Jeremy Hunt; along with a stream of other equally useless – and totally irrelevant - dog wankers.

The new Job Centre Plus list so far.

The dumpy Therese Coffey, Minister for Fly Tipping, has got the boot, and will henceforth be part-time Minister for Tom Cat Affairs.

Schools Minister Nick Gibb, and the piranha-jawed Housing Minister, Rachel Maclean (the sixth in three years?) – are both out on their proverbial arses – with the ginger-mingin Lee Rowley taking over the housing ministry – the 16^th to do so since the Tory gang entered government in 2010 – and still we have scores of homeless bods rough-sleeping – due the fact the Tories have all vacant houses, hostels and hotels crammed full of illegal Channel-crossing foreign scroungers.

Health Minister Steve Barclay also goes, along with spare Health Minister, Neil O’Brien – and the back-up Health Minister, Will Quince – which sort of makes sense, as Britain obviously doesn’t need ‘three’ health ministers - and Barclay, now taking up the vacant post of Minister for Landfills – while Victoria ‘Witchipoo’ Atkins will single-handedly assume responsibility for all three Health Minister roles - but with Andrea Leadweight acting as the Health Minister’s Little Helper.

Gone too is Transport Minister Jesse Norman, and Paymaster General, Jeremy Quin, while ex-Party Chair, Greg Hands, takes on the Ministry for Gloves.

Fresh appointments and shufflings include: Claire Coutinho – Minister for Zero; Robert Jenrick, Minister for Illegal Immigrant Welcoming Parties; Alister Jack, Secretary of State for Kilt & Bagpipe Affairs; Lord Nick True, Minister for Porky Pies; Penny Morbid, Leader of the Conmans; and ‘Slimy Simon’ Hart, Minister for Whippings & Flagellation.  

To wit, a warning to the wise, for these new hire and re-shuffled cabinet office bodies: observe and mark well Spewella’s downfall – and keep your gobs shut – for in her delusional arrogance, she failed to engage brain before opening mouth, and talking a crock of shite – and worse still, publicly stating a steady stream controversial remarks and unpalatable Truths – specifically dissing the Met Plod Squad - plus her demented claim that being homeless was a lifestyle choice - a statement wholly contradicted by the cold and wet homeless communities of Broken Britain.

As to the gutter press news pundits, what a joke. While berating Spewella Braveheart’s ‘menopausal madness’ choice of words to describe the Met Plod Squad as a bunch of tendentious bigots, the broken Beeb’s venomous Laura Kuntssberg passed an arrogant, and unqualified, anti-Spewella opinion that: "... I think words do matter, and it does matter very much who sits around the Cabinet Office table.”

Yeah, so true. The Abrahams ££££ donations, and ‘Cash for Honours’ / ‘Pound a Peerage’ / ‘Cash for Influence’ scandals – and the illegal military invasion of Iraq come immediately to mind.

All the above occurred on the New Labour government ‘cabinet office’ watch of the honest and upright likes of Lord Peter Scandalson – (aka Vermin in Ermine), Slime Minister Tony Bliar, Jack Straw, and last resort PM, Gordon ‘Incapability’ Broon – along with a host of Labour’s equally corrupt and incompetent others.

Ergo, rock on the next general election – and we view that spectacle with ominous foreboding, as the only likely opposition is the Keir Stammerer-led New Labour Party – and on a par with the Tory gang – as much use as tits on a bull – when it comes to managing and governing the socio-economic-political interests of Britain, and the welfare of our population.

https://www.gbnews.com/politics/remembrance-day-protests-suella-braverman

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids with socio-political satire - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.