Does anyone actually believe Boo Hoo Brown and his latest media ploy to get sympathy before the election?
Brown is a complete piece of excrement, he and his party have ruined this country, morally, financially and by unlimited immigration. The Labour party have constantly lied to the country or deceived it first with BLAIR - LIAR PAR EXCELLANCE, then with Brown who has brought in the most despised man in politics in the shape of Mandelson.
Anyone who votes for Labour or for Brown really needs to get some sort of psychiatric help, as there is no way that Brown will change or the Labour party for that matter. The only way this country can move forward is for every MP to step down and for the country to have new candidates with new morals, code of conduct and rules that the new MP's agree to abide to.
This country has become morally corrupt under Labour and all the present MP's as they have all been complicit in the misuse of expenses by turning a blind eye until it was too late to do so. Now we need to start again, with the right people, with the right morals who will look after the country not themselves, but none of this bunch of cowardly, moral less, scheming MP's are going to listen so it is with a heavy heart that I know eventually a revolution will have to take place, I just hope too many lives are not lost, but to me it is now inevitable, possibly within the next 50 years and when historians look back as they do they will have to conclude that the seeds of revolution started when Labour came into power.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Friday, November 20, 2009
Jeremy Clarkson
Jeremy Clarkson wrote this in the Sunday Times on 8th November 2009 and it needs to be read by everyone as it was pulled by the Times, possibly at the request of that useless disgraced piece of doggy do that the piece was written about, here it is in all its glory for everyone to enjoy.
Jeremy Clarkson - Sunday Times 8/11/09
I've given the matter a great deal of thought all week, and I'm afraid I've decided that it's no good putting Peter Mandelson in a prison. I'm afraid he will have to be tied to the front of a van and driven round the country until he isn't alive any more.
He announced last week that middle-class children will simply not be allowed into the country's top universities even if they have 4,000 A-levels, because all the places will be taken by Albanians and guillemots and whatever other stupid bandwagon the conniving idiot has leapt on.
I hate Peter Mandelson. I hate his fondness for extremely pale blue jeans and I hate that preposterous moustache he used to sport in the days when he didn't bother trying to cover up his left-wing fanaticism. I hate the way he quite literally lords it over us even though he's resigned in disgrace twice, and now holds an important decision-making job for which he was not elected. Mostly, though, I hate him because his one-man war on the bright and the witty and the successful means that half my friends now seem to be taking leave of their senses.
There's talk of emigration in the air. It's everywhere I go. Parties. Work. In the supermarket. My daughter is working herself half to death to get good grades at GSCE and can't see the point because she won't be going to university, because she doesn't have a beak or flippers or a qualification in washing windscreens at the lights. She wonders, often, why we don't live in America .
Then you have the chaps and chapesses who can't stand the constant raids on their wallets and their privacy. They can't understand why they are taxed at 50% on their income and then taxed again for driving into the nation's capital. They can't understand what happened to the hunt for the weapons of mass destruction. They can't understand anything. They see the Highway Wombles in those brand new 4x4s that they paid for, and they see the M4 bus lane and they see the speed cameras and the community support officers and they see the Albanians stealing their wheelbarrows and nothing can be done because it's racist.
And they see Alistair Darling handing over £4,350 of their money to not sort out the banking crisis that he doesn't understand because he's a small-town solicitor, and they see the stupid war on drugs and the war on drink and the war on smoking and the war on hunting and the war on fun and the war on scientists and the obsession with the climate and the price of train fares soaring past £1,000 and the Guardian power-brokers getting uppity about one shot baboon and not uppity at all about all the dead soldiers in Afghanistan, and how they got rid of Blair only to find the lying twerp is now going to come back even more powerful than ever, and they think, "I've had enough of this. I'm off."
It's a lovely idea, to get out of this stupid, Fairtrade, Brown-stained, Mandelson-skewed, equal-opportunities, multicultural, carbon-neutral, trendily left, regionally assembled, big-government, trilingual, mosque-drenched, all-the-pigs-are-equal, property-is-theft hellhole and set up shop somewhere else. But where?
You can't go to France because you need to complete 17 forms in triplicate every time you want to build a greenhouse, and you can't go to Switzerland because you will be reported to your neighbours by the police and subsequently shot in the head if you don't sweep your lawn properly, and you can't go to Italy because you'll soon tire of waking up in the morning to find a horse's head in your bed because you forgot to give a man called Don a bundle of used notes for "organising" a plumber.
You can't go to Australia because it's full of things that will eat you, you can't go to New Zealand because they don't accept anyone who is more than 40 and you can't go to Monte Carlo because they don't accept anyone who has less than 40 mill. And you can't go to Spain because you're not called Del and you weren't involved in the Walthamstow blag. And you
can't go to Germany ... because you just can't.
The Caribbean sounds tempting, but there is no work, which means that one day, whether you like it or not, you'll end up like all the other expats, with a nose like a burst beetroot, wondering if it's okay to have a small sharpener at 10 in the morning. And, as I keep explaining to my daughter, we can't go to America because if you catch a cold over there, the health system is designed in such a way that you end up without a house. Or dead.
Canada's full of people pretending to be French, South Africa's too risky, Russia's worse and everywhere else is too full of snow, too full of flies or too full of people who want to cut your head off on the internet. So you can dream all you like about upping sticks and moving to a country that doesn't help itself to half of everything you earn and then spend the money it gets on bus lanes and advertisements about the dangers of salt.
But wherever you go you'll wind up an alcoholic or dead or bored or in a cellar, in an orange jumpsuit, gently wetting yourself on the web. All of these things are worse than being persecuted for eating a sandwich at the wheel.
I see no reason to be miserable. Yes, Britain now is worse than it's been for decades, but the lunatics who've made it so ghastly are on their way out. Soon, they will be back in Hackney with their South African nuclear-free peace polenta. And instead the show will be run by a bloke whose dad has a wallpaper shop and possibly, terrifyingly, a twerp in Belgium whose fruitless game of hunt-the-WMD has netted him £15m on the lecture circuit.
So actually I do see a reason to be miserable. Which is why I think it's a good idea to tie Peter Mandelson to a van. Such an act would be cruel and barbaric and inhuman. But it would at least cheer everyone up a bit.
Jeremy Clarkson - Sunday Times 8/11/09
I've given the matter a great deal of thought all week, and I'm afraid I've decided that it's no good putting Peter Mandelson in a prison. I'm afraid he will have to be tied to the front of a van and driven round the country until he isn't alive any more.
He announced last week that middle-class children will simply not be allowed into the country's top universities even if they have 4,000 A-levels, because all the places will be taken by Albanians and guillemots and whatever other stupid bandwagon the conniving idiot has leapt on.
I hate Peter Mandelson. I hate his fondness for extremely pale blue jeans and I hate that preposterous moustache he used to sport in the days when he didn't bother trying to cover up his left-wing fanaticism. I hate the way he quite literally lords it over us even though he's resigned in disgrace twice, and now holds an important decision-making job for which he was not elected. Mostly, though, I hate him because his one-man war on the bright and the witty and the successful means that half my friends now seem to be taking leave of their senses.
There's talk of emigration in the air. It's everywhere I go. Parties. Work. In the supermarket. My daughter is working herself half to death to get good grades at GSCE and can't see the point because she won't be going to university, because she doesn't have a beak or flippers or a qualification in washing windscreens at the lights. She wonders, often, why we don't live in America .
Then you have the chaps and chapesses who can't stand the constant raids on their wallets and their privacy. They can't understand why they are taxed at 50% on their income and then taxed again for driving into the nation's capital. They can't understand what happened to the hunt for the weapons of mass destruction. They can't understand anything. They see the Highway Wombles in those brand new 4x4s that they paid for, and they see the M4 bus lane and they see the speed cameras and the community support officers and they see the Albanians stealing their wheelbarrows and nothing can be done because it's racist.
And they see Alistair Darling handing over £4,350 of their money to not sort out the banking crisis that he doesn't understand because he's a small-town solicitor, and they see the stupid war on drugs and the war on drink and the war on smoking and the war on hunting and the war on fun and the war on scientists and the obsession with the climate and the price of train fares soaring past £1,000 and the Guardian power-brokers getting uppity about one shot baboon and not uppity at all about all the dead soldiers in Afghanistan, and how they got rid of Blair only to find the lying twerp is now going to come back even more powerful than ever, and they think, "I've had enough of this. I'm off."
It's a lovely idea, to get out of this stupid, Fairtrade, Brown-stained, Mandelson-skewed, equal-opportunities, multicultural, carbon-neutral, trendily left, regionally assembled, big-government, trilingual, mosque-drenched, all-the-pigs-are-equal, property-is-theft hellhole and set up shop somewhere else. But where?
You can't go to France because you need to complete 17 forms in triplicate every time you want to build a greenhouse, and you can't go to Switzerland because you will be reported to your neighbours by the police and subsequently shot in the head if you don't sweep your lawn properly, and you can't go to Italy because you'll soon tire of waking up in the morning to find a horse's head in your bed because you forgot to give a man called Don a bundle of used notes for "organising" a plumber.
You can't go to Australia because it's full of things that will eat you, you can't go to New Zealand because they don't accept anyone who is more than 40 and you can't go to Monte Carlo because they don't accept anyone who has less than 40 mill. And you can't go to Spain because you're not called Del and you weren't involved in the Walthamstow blag. And you
can't go to Germany ... because you just can't.
The Caribbean sounds tempting, but there is no work, which means that one day, whether you like it or not, you'll end up like all the other expats, with a nose like a burst beetroot, wondering if it's okay to have a small sharpener at 10 in the morning. And, as I keep explaining to my daughter, we can't go to America because if you catch a cold over there, the health system is designed in such a way that you end up without a house. Or dead.
Canada's full of people pretending to be French, South Africa's too risky, Russia's worse and everywhere else is too full of snow, too full of flies or too full of people who want to cut your head off on the internet. So you can dream all you like about upping sticks and moving to a country that doesn't help itself to half of everything you earn and then spend the money it gets on bus lanes and advertisements about the dangers of salt.
But wherever you go you'll wind up an alcoholic or dead or bored or in a cellar, in an orange jumpsuit, gently wetting yourself on the web. All of these things are worse than being persecuted for eating a sandwich at the wheel.
I see no reason to be miserable. Yes, Britain now is worse than it's been for decades, but the lunatics who've made it so ghastly are on their way out. Soon, they will be back in Hackney with their South African nuclear-free peace polenta. And instead the show will be run by a bloke whose dad has a wallpaper shop and possibly, terrifyingly, a twerp in Belgium whose fruitless game of hunt-the-WMD has netted him £15m on the lecture circuit.
So actually I do see a reason to be miserable. Which is why I think it's a good idea to tie Peter Mandelson to a van. Such an act would be cruel and barbaric and inhuman. But it would at least cheer everyone up a bit.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Lets Start Talking Revolution
Why are we so scared to have a revolution?
This country is wracked with corrupt MP’s who don’t think they have done anything wrong, and still can’t understand why the voters are angry with their lack of morals.
We have Meddlesome Mandelson, an unelected Member of Parliament who has, at the very least, some questionable morals, yet he is back in a position of power which he has abused enough in the past to have had to resign. Yet again he has been embroiled in conflict with who he mixes with, is it any surprise that he wants to tackle illegal downloads, look at who he has been mixing with lately, coincidence, this man is the master of coincidences.
We have Brown and Milliband singing the praises of Blair and presenting him strongly as THE MAN to lead Europe, the same man who told lies to start a war which cost thousands of lives, he has blood on his hands, is this the right man to lead a superstate?
Brown has made a complete mess of our country and is still in denial, he too is another liar who seems to have invisible strings as he suddenly decided to revoke the promise of holding a vote on the Treaty of Lisbon, now we are being dragged into something that many feel is wrong, we are giving up our freedom and sovereignty to be ruled by faceless uncaring bureaucrats from Brussels.
The Tories do not offer much hope, just the same old, same old. NuLabour in all but name. So do we deserve a revolution, bet your life we do, it is the only way for this country to really get a grip and start again. We do not need the same old rules that have been broken and breached, we don’t need politicians like Blair, Brown, Mandelson and Milliband, we need real people with purpose and more importantly morals.
Lets get writing on the net, lets get out there and preach the blessing of revolution, hopefully in a few years something will change with new rules new politicians with new values and a new country to once again be proud of.
This country is wracked with corrupt MP’s who don’t think they have done anything wrong, and still can’t understand why the voters are angry with their lack of morals.
We have Meddlesome Mandelson, an unelected Member of Parliament who has, at the very least, some questionable morals, yet he is back in a position of power which he has abused enough in the past to have had to resign. Yet again he has been embroiled in conflict with who he mixes with, is it any surprise that he wants to tackle illegal downloads, look at who he has been mixing with lately, coincidence, this man is the master of coincidences.
We have Brown and Milliband singing the praises of Blair and presenting him strongly as THE MAN to lead Europe, the same man who told lies to start a war which cost thousands of lives, he has blood on his hands, is this the right man to lead a superstate?
Brown has made a complete mess of our country and is still in denial, he too is another liar who seems to have invisible strings as he suddenly decided to revoke the promise of holding a vote on the Treaty of Lisbon, now we are being dragged into something that many feel is wrong, we are giving up our freedom and sovereignty to be ruled by faceless uncaring bureaucrats from Brussels.
The Tories do not offer much hope, just the same old, same old. NuLabour in all but name. So do we deserve a revolution, bet your life we do, it is the only way for this country to really get a grip and start again. We do not need the same old rules that have been broken and breached, we don’t need politicians like Blair, Brown, Mandelson and Milliband, we need real people with purpose and more importantly morals.
Lets get writing on the net, lets get out there and preach the blessing of revolution, hopefully in a few years something will change with new rules new politicians with new values and a new country to once again be proud of.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
How Long?
How long before these selfish, conceited Mp's who are nothing more than corrupt thieves will accept that the public, the taxpayer do not accept their stupid conceited explanations of how they are acquiring funds and wealth at our expense.
The hangmans noose should be made ready because surely now enough is enough of these disgusting parasites.
The hangmans noose should be made ready because surely now enough is enough of these disgusting parasites.
Shouting From the Rooftops
I have been shouting from the rooftops (metaphorically speaking) at every opportunity about our corrupt MP's and the corrupt system they have imposed on this country for years. There is the smell of revolution in the air, yet still the piggies in Parliament, have their faces so far in the trough that the can't smell what is going on around them, how long will this continue, how long before verbal anger transfer into something more tangible?
I don't think long. MP's have continuously ignored the tax payer, the voter and the original leader of the pack was Blair, it was under him in the 1990's that things started to go seriously wrong for this country. Brown compounded the issue, turned a blind eye (sorry for the pun)to the issue over the EU and the treaty of Lisbon where another hotbed of scandal waits with I hope trepidation, because they had changed the name of the 'Treaty', they all had their snouts in the trough, expenses were about helping them not to have to put their hand in their own pocket when carrying Parliamentary duties, not what it ended up being which was not putting your hand in your pocket for Tampax (and that from a male MP, makes you wonder if he's a little bit perverted!) and even Brown claiming for Sky Sports in his expenses why, does Sky Sports help to run the country? was it essential to the planning our way out of the credit crunch, which by the way hasn't affected MP's they just put in higher claims for expenses.
BNP are scary, but even I had once considered them as an alternative to the lying, thieving neo nazi's we now have installed in the House of Commons.
Neo Nazi's I hear you ask? Brown and Blair have been control freaks from the start, they have spent time and our money trying to spy on ordinary citizens, whilst at the same time either joining in with the piggies at the trough or at the very least turning a blind eye. The other parties aren't blameless either, so what is left for this country?
No one listens to the tax payer, immigration is out of control, PC and human rights defends the offenders not the victims. Criminals have been able to claim their human rights have been abused and we have had to cough up. Immigrants come here and some get £1,000,000 properties and free benefits whilst those with disabilities struggle to get what is due so that they can live, our system is corrupt made corrupt by MP's and the EU, the same EU we were denied a vote on by Brown.
I don't think long. MP's have continuously ignored the tax payer, the voter and the original leader of the pack was Blair, it was under him in the 1990's that things started to go seriously wrong for this country. Brown compounded the issue, turned a blind eye (sorry for the pun)to the issue over the EU and the treaty of Lisbon where another hotbed of scandal waits with I hope trepidation, because they had changed the name of the 'Treaty', they all had their snouts in the trough, expenses were about helping them not to have to put their hand in their own pocket when carrying Parliamentary duties, not what it ended up being which was not putting your hand in your pocket for Tampax (and that from a male MP, makes you wonder if he's a little bit perverted!) and even Brown claiming for Sky Sports in his expenses why, does Sky Sports help to run the country? was it essential to the planning our way out of the credit crunch, which by the way hasn't affected MP's they just put in higher claims for expenses.
BNP are scary, but even I had once considered them as an alternative to the lying, thieving neo nazi's we now have installed in the House of Commons.
Neo Nazi's I hear you ask? Brown and Blair have been control freaks from the start, they have spent time and our money trying to spy on ordinary citizens, whilst at the same time either joining in with the piggies at the trough or at the very least turning a blind eye. The other parties aren't blameless either, so what is left for this country?
No one listens to the tax payer, immigration is out of control, PC and human rights defends the offenders not the victims. Criminals have been able to claim their human rights have been abused and we have had to cough up. Immigrants come here and some get £1,000,000 properties and free benefits whilst those with disabilities struggle to get what is due so that they can live, our system is corrupt made corrupt by MP's and the EU, the same EU we were denied a vote on by Brown.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Muslim Protestors
I have a clear message to the Muslim protesters when our troops returned, the message in particular is aimed at Anjem Choudary.
You or your parents chose to come to my country, you were not invited. If you don't like it please feel free to leave and if money is a problem for a flight I'm sure that the generosity of the British people will very quickly raise the funds you need to leave.
Otherwise please shut up, many of us have now had enough of you scum and your rantings.
You or your parents chose to come to my country, you were not invited. If you don't like it please feel free to leave and if money is a problem for a flight I'm sure that the generosity of the British people will very quickly raise the funds you need to leave.
Otherwise please shut up, many of us have now had enough of you scum and your rantings.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Michael Martin Scumbag Politician
Michael Martin has been caught out again the story is on the Telegraph. He and his wife, who by the way has no official standing, have robbed the country for holidays at our expense. Here is the story:
He is not alone, Jackie Smith and even Gordon Brown are jumping on the 'lets fill our pockets as quickly as possible' gravy train.
This has to stop, and someone has to make a stand. The average taxpayer is systematically being robbed by corrupt politicians, no one is able to guess at how much we are being robbed by, but it will be a lot of money, money that could be put into operations, drugs to relieve pain for those suffering cancer, drugs for those with dementia, but these thieves are denying the public they are supposed to protect and serve and to add shame to themselves after robbing us blind, they then try to justify it, i.e. Jackie Smith stating she could have claimed more, not much as she almost claimed the maximum amount, so any more would have been peanuts.
We need a summer of discontent, we need to scare the shit out of these lying two faced thieves, we need someone to stand up and be counted, someone who will bring these scumbags into line, we need strong laws that will not only promise prison, but will deliver tough sentences to those caught abusing their expenses and their position.
Mandelson is also at it again, he has been forced to resign twice and he still hasn't learnt his lesson, instead he got made a peer, what a complete joke this country and its politicians are becoming, enough is enough lets march on Parliament, lets make them scared, lets demand change and not stop marching and screaming until change happens, we need a revolution to show these scumbag politicians that we have had enough.
He is not alone, Jackie Smith and even Gordon Brown are jumping on the 'lets fill our pockets as quickly as possible' gravy train.
This has to stop, and someone has to make a stand. The average taxpayer is systematically being robbed by corrupt politicians, no one is able to guess at how much we are being robbed by, but it will be a lot of money, money that could be put into operations, drugs to relieve pain for those suffering cancer, drugs for those with dementia, but these thieves are denying the public they are supposed to protect and serve and to add shame to themselves after robbing us blind, they then try to justify it, i.e. Jackie Smith stating she could have claimed more, not much as she almost claimed the maximum amount, so any more would have been peanuts.
We need a summer of discontent, we need to scare the shit out of these lying two faced thieves, we need someone to stand up and be counted, someone who will bring these scumbags into line, we need strong laws that will not only promise prison, but will deliver tough sentences to those caught abusing their expenses and their position.
Mandelson is also at it again, he has been forced to resign twice and he still hasn't learnt his lesson, instead he got made a peer, what a complete joke this country and its politicians are becoming, enough is enough lets march on Parliament, lets make them scared, lets demand change and not stop marching and screaming until change happens, we need a revolution to show these scumbag politicians that we have had enough.
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