As one of my parents
is extremely ill I am unable to update my
site, here...as often as
I used to - Sorry
about that....
I have studied all the marvelous contenders
for the UK Leader of the Opposition. Labour.
I must admit they are not an impressive lot.
The Brothers Grimm, AKA
the Miliband's Ed and David
appear to be having their own private domestic battle which we all hope doesn't deteriorate into
a 'Cain and Able' scenario.
'Murder at the Polls'
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
A DISTURBED, SATIRICAL BRAIN IN NEED OF AN INSTITUTION
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is my hobby site. It exists merely to amuse myself and other fellow Cretins who happen to like thoroughbred horses - and social and political satire!
Very cruelly, in the last two hundred years we transported our petty criminals to Australia to populate our then 'colony.' Now we have two British born Political 'Transportees' fighting to see who will be Prime Minister there. God, were we cruel to that poor continent!
The German economy grew at its fastest rate for more than 20 years between April and June, far outpacing eurozone neighbours - and of course the UK... We were sent well backwards...Right, Mr Brown?
GADDAFI TRIES IT ON WITH BERLUSCONI
PRESIDENTS WEEKLY REPORT ON THE STATE OF IRAN
The EU have placed more sanctions on my country and in the words of
Winston Churchill, I repeat them to you here 'The closer Xmas comes, the more I really hate shopping for new weaponry'
However, now the Russians have helped me finish off our new Reactor,
who knows, I may reform as I have shown the world we can do it.
We may not even bother about nucleaur missiles.
We may not think of destoying Zionists anymore.
Israel may be left to live in peace.
We have a saying in Iran ' And Camels may fly!'
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Libyan leader Gaddafi says the EU should pay Libya at least £4bn a year to stop illegal African immigration and avoid a "black Europe". Speaking on a visit to Italy, Gaddafi said Europe "could turn into Africa" as "there are millions of Africans who want to come in".
Hello? That's News?
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TONY BLAIR COMMENTS ON HIS BOOK
PAKISTAN CRICKETERS BOWLING MAIDEN OVERS?
'Many people thumb through pages of a new book looking for four letter words, with my book it seems they are all looking for a five letter word, Brown. And although Gordon is mentioned more than once, it is about other things too, you silly bloody oafs!'
Brown may have turned New Labour into an Orwellian, socialistic and Stalinistic Party, I'll give him credit for one thing. Being Scottish he could count better than I could and while he may have been thrifty when buying clothes for himself, he was extremely generous with the Public's money. Which is why he was never Prime Minister material. But, apart from that, while I hated the war - all wars, I can't apologise for something everyone agreed with under the circumstances.
Although English girls are not rushing out to marry any of the current Test Team members so they can move to Pakistan and fight floods and dodge Terrorist Bombs, the idea that any of the Test Team might in any way be involved
in financial hanky panky - and no-balling their way to riches
is very hard to accept. I mean, the concept is just not
cricket... is it?
Remember readers, it's still all allegation and although some of the Test Team have been found with large sums in English Currency, means very little. They may have backed my horse.
After all, they are from an Islamic country and we know how
popular gambling is among followers of that faith.
'Sir, you may like to know a piece of Twitter gossip (the social networking site which lets users say things unusually quite indecipherable to a true Gentleman) in up to 140 characters.
It had its 20 billionth message posted recently. In fact myself, I might say, modestly, under the Nome de plume of a certain Stephen Fry,
contibute to this interesting electonic
phenonema with pearls of historic wisdom
The landmark Tweet (and I must say, a rather quaint one at that) seems to have been sent in some form of very Secret Mongolian code or a newly discovered dialect of Urdu, was posted only recently.
Yes, Readers I did get hold of Blair's book today and I intend reading it from cover to cover.
Although I've never been a great supporter of Labour whether new or old, mainly because I blame the Unions for much of the woes of this country and Labour and the Unions have slept together for far too long. Which is why free enterprise has been driven to offshore havens and thousands of jobs for the public along with it.
I do believe Blair had and still has Statesman like qualities and compared with the clumsy plodding Farmer Brown with his colourless non-empathetic attitide to the public in General, well it was like chalk and cheese.
"I say,Jeeves, I do hope this was not some form of indecent proposal?'
Ms.
JENNY BUTTERS
Personally I am offended I wasn't asked by the BBC, Labour or Free Enterprise on how we can get out of this debt mess. Rodney and I have been broke more times than a Congo Paddle Steamer and we've always come out on top. Labour had no earner on the side and Brown sold me the Gold reserves for peanuts!
The actual intriguing text read like so, Sir: 'i wanna u if u wanna me, wat sez u, ya cute nigga babee?'
WHAT A RIGHT WALLY I LOOK WEARING THIS IN 2010
BORDER CROSSING BENEFITS
''To those who are privvy (no,not that one Dopey) to me being transported unwillingly via Baldrick's Turnip-styled-Time-Machine to this 21st Century, then your hearts must be bleeding for me. With my Lordly allowance now gone, and with new laws saying Serfs have to get a wage. I've had to resort to living in semi-luxury digs - like a Tea Chest - made in the orient, in a salubrious area known as 'Underneath the Arches.' I may be close to the Prime Minister's home, and just a walk from Buckingham Palace, but when I try and get in to say hello to Queenie Two, all I get is a 'Get on your Bike, Mate.' I try to explain to those upstart gatekepers I no longer
HERE IN THE UK WE NEED A BREAK FROM OVER-POPULATION - SO THOSE WHO ARE ESCAPING SOMETHING, CAN YOU HEAD ELSWHERE FOR A CHANGE - HERE ARE ALL YOUR OPTIONS... BELOW.
IF YOU CROSS THE NORTH KOREAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU GET 12 YEARS HARD LABOR.
IF YOU CROSS THE IRANIAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU ARE DETAINED INDEFINITELY.
IF YOU CROSS THE AFGHAN BORDER ILLEGALLY, YOU GET SHOT.
IF YOU CROSS THE SAUDI ARABIAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU WILL BE JAILED.
IF YOU CROSS THE CHINESE BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU MAY NEVER BE HEARD FROM AGAIN.
IF YOU CROSS THE VENEZUELAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU WILL BE BRANDED A SPY AND YOUR FATE WILL BE SEALED.
IF YOU CROSS THE CUBAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU WILL BE THROWN INTO POLITICAL PRISON TO ROT.
IF YOU CROSS CANADIAN BORDER ILLEGALLY YOU
* GET A JOB,
* A DRIVERS LICENSE,
* SOCIAL SECURITY CARD,
* WELFARE,
* FOOD STAMPS,
* CREDIT CARDS,
* SUBSIDIZED RENT OR A LOAN TO BUY A HOUSE,
* FREE EDUCATION,
* FREE HEALTH CARE,
* BILLIONS OF DOLLARS WORTH OF PUBLIC DOCUMENTS PRINTED IN YOUR LANGUAGE
* THE RIGHT TO CARRY YOUR COUNTRY'S FLAG WHILE YOU PROTEST THAT YOU DON'T GET ENOUGH RESPECT.
have a carriage, let alone a super Luxury like a bike (whatever that modern transport is?) In other words I've become an outcast. A Lord without trappings is like a Privvy (yes, that one this time) without a seat.
My evening associates, those who live close by in their cardboard boxes, are called by passing strangers as 'Hobos' and 'The Great Unwashed' I have no idea why, as compared to Baldrick I think they smell delightfully clean and fresh. Although when I take the peg off my nose, I admit to throwing up in the passing Thames as it laps at my feet late at night. Baldrick seems to have found a job with a group called the BBC and is tramping all over the nation telling people about historical landmarks and ancient ruins (like myself) It seems all the time I thought he was a lowly, turnip-loving half-wit, he hid his genius from me and now his images appear in shop windows on a devise known as Television. I could pat myself on the ass and shout out 'Pansy!' for not seeing that hundreds of years ago.
Will he come back to save me and to restore my glorious seat in the House of Lords and all the Privvy's (No, not those,idiots) that go with it? Or will the filthy rotten little cad and bounder, with his new found fame, remember all the times I stuck foreign objects in all his orfices to shut the phobia ridden little bugger up?
It just proves one thing to me, something I heard a poor, homeless wandering Jew carrying three brass balls around yesterday, say. 'Kindness to the wrong people is always taken as weakness, never again will I ask for 90% interest on crap!'
