Showing posts with label bastard cuntish cuntcil cunts and their cuntishness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bastard cuntish cuntcil cunts and their cuntishness. Show all posts
Thursday, 6 January 2011
Roadworks
Really, what is the point of cunting up FIVE FUCKING MILES of road as a speed-restricted, single lane, so that two indolent fucks can trim some fucking trees? It's going to take them a fucking year to trim that lot, are the roads going to be cunted all fucking year for this shit?
Monday, 30 August 2010
Shocking, I tell you!
Shocking!
The fucking police and the fucking scamera operators keep trumpeting all these fucking claims about how much scameras save lives and what utter fucking bastards motorists are.
Well, all I can say is: "Fuck off and die painfully, you lying cunts!"
Last week, Thames Valley Safer Roads Partnership said a roadside camera on the A44 in Woodstock had seen an 18.3 per cent increase in speed offences since the switch-off compared to the average number caught this year.
At the same time a radar inside a second camera in Watlington Road, Cowley, registered an 88 per cent rise in offences when compared with figures in 2008 and 2009.
The partnership said the figures for 2010 were not available, as the camera had been switched off due to roadworks.
When the Oxford Mail requested 2008-9 data for the Woodstock camera – to make an equal comparison to the Watlington Road camera – the partnership said the figures were not readily to hand.
Now, the Oxford Mail having obtained the information, the figures actually show speed offences fell by four per cent when comparing the figures since the switch-off to offences in 2008-9.
The fucking police and the fucking scamera operators keep trumpeting all these fucking claims about how much scameras save lives and what utter fucking bastards motorists are.
Well, all I can say is: "Fuck off and die painfully, you lying cunts!"
Saturday, 28 August 2010
More evidence of the sham of democracy
My regular reader will be quite aware that I have become disillusioned with the many blessings of democracy.
Anybody who reads Douglas Carswell's blog will know that he is increasingly disillusioned with Parliamentary democracy. He points out that the bulk of power to actually decide and implement things is limited to predominantly civil servants, quangocrats, bureaucrats and technocrats.
The visible levers of power are held by a coterie of advisers, many completely unelected and even deemed to be outside any kind of office at all. A number of "ministers" do exist, but they're just figureheads.
Mercifully, however, there is one place where democracy still works: local government.
Oh!
So why do we bother to elect councillors?
At every level of government, democracy is the fig leaf that hides the real operation of how things are done.
Think about that the next time you try to argue that democracy somehow blesses the thieving bastardry of the state.
Anybody who reads Douglas Carswell's blog will know that he is increasingly disillusioned with Parliamentary democracy. He points out that the bulk of power to actually decide and implement things is limited to predominantly civil servants, quangocrats, bureaucrats and technocrats.
The visible levers of power are held by a coterie of advisers, many completely unelected and even deemed to be outside any kind of office at all. A number of "ministers" do exist, but they're just figureheads.
Mercifully, however, there is one place where democracy still works: local government.
Oh!
Most – 99% of the decisions on policy taken by local councils are not taken following debate at a committee. Councillors – well, most of us – simply aren’t involved at all in the decisions taken by the councils to which we are elected.
So why do we bother to elect councillors?
The truth is that decisions in local government aren’t taken in the manner most ordinary people – including quite well-informed ordinary people – believe is the case. Us councilors no longer sit on various committees in numbers reflecting the political balance of the council. Eight or ten councilors make up a (usually) one-party executive – often pompously called the ‘cabinet’ – and it is here that the decisions are taken. But understand that any discussion takes places away from the scrying eyes of the public – in Bradford we had a thing called “CMT” consisting of Executive Members and the Council’s “Strategic Directors” where the real decisions were made. You must also understand that most of the decisions are made under “delegated authority” by one or other ‘strategic director’.
At every level of government, democracy is the fig leaf that hides the real operation of how things are done.
Think about that the next time you try to argue that democracy somehow blesses the thieving bastardry of the state.
Sunday, 22 August 2010
On the warpath!
I see Anna Raccoon is on the warpath again. This is another opportunity for us all to show these jumped-up little Hitlers what we think of their fucking shit, so fill your boots!
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