I've had Tory loyalists tell me all kinds of shit about how David Cameron "can't frighten the horses", and how radically different his ideas really are when compared to Labour's tired shenanigans.
So I was amused to read this over at "Tory loyalist", Dizzy.
Well, at first, anyway.
But when you read the articles, it's abundantly clear that even at the detail level of where the money is going, there really isn't a hair's breadth of difference between the two schemes.
So will Tory tribalists please just stop spouting this bullshit about how much better iDave is and how different Tory policies are? And especially, stop fucking telling me that the Tories are the only way to achieve a more libertarian future. Your esteemed leader has a flagship policy which is identical to something that the fucking one-eyed madman tried on before.
On which planet does stealing money from people's bank accounts constitute fucking libertarianism?
The man is a cunt, and this iteration of the Tories is entirely undistinguishable from Labour and the LibDems. Something I've said since forever, and something which gets proven over and over again.
Showing posts with label rage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rage. Show all posts
Tuesday, 20 July 2010
Monday, 5 July 2010
JUST. FUCK. OFF.
For the fucking sake of fucking fuck, you fucking cotton-wool-wrapping fuckpiece:
Oh for the fucking sake of fucking fuck you fucking prodnose, hectoring, interfering fucking nannying CUNT!!!!
Tell you what you fucking interfering old bitch, ban it in Scotland and watch how Scotland slides from a second-rate rugby nation to somewhere below Japan in a one short decade.
Life is full of dangerous activities, banning kids from doing something useful like a physically demanding sport is essential to improving their lives.
We're not all into tantric yoga and tofu, you fucking twat.
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Cunt.
Rugby scrums should be banned in schools to protect children involved in a sport which is "not safe enough" for them, an expert has warned.
Professor Allyson Pollock, director of Edinburgh University's Centre for International Public Health Policy, called for the ban after research into child injuries.
Oh for the fucking sake of fucking fuck you fucking prodnose, hectoring, interfering fucking nannying CUNT!!!!
Tell you what you fucking interfering old bitch, ban it in Scotland and watch how Scotland slides from a second-rate rugby nation to somewhere below Japan in a one short decade.
Life is full of dangerous activities, banning kids from doing something useful like a physically demanding sport is essential to improving their lives.
We're not all into tantric yoga and tofu, you fucking twat.
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Cunt.
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
The tyranny of the majority ... or even a minority
I was just reading some of the analysis of the "emergency budget" (as an aside: Squeaker Bercunt, I thought you were going to cut down on all these leaks, you useless motherfucker?) and it dawned on me just what a fucking shit deal democracy is.
I didn't vote Labour. I have never voted Labour. I railed against their policies. I complained to my MP. I called this economic collapse a decade ago, I called the nutter with the stutter's 2007 fake boom, I disagreed with just about every single thing that Labour did. I am fairly certain I'm going to disagree equally vociferously with iDave's "fix". What has already been floated is pretty mild and far too focused on taxing some fucking more. Like we're not fucking taxed enough already.
So here I am, I've followed both due process (speaking to my unspeakably useless cunt of an MP) and I've blogged (since I discovered blogging). I've written to the papers. I've done everything I can short of standing for office (and we all know that 1 MP is not going to achieve anything, even in the incredibly unlikely event that I won from a zero start in an area so safely Tory that this time they actually did put a blue rosette on a fucking dog turd (and exposed thief) and he still fucking won.
And yet despite all my fucking protests, all my comments, all my reasoned arguments about why this is going to be an expensive clusterfuck, I still wind up having to pay for the monumental incompetence of some arrogant, entitled and moronic turds voted in by a bunch of tribal fucks and I will wind up having to pay for the slightly less monumental incompetence of some other arrogant, entitled and moronic turds voted in by some other tribal fucks.
The continued strangling of civil liberties, the swelling ranks of arrogant prodnoses, the burgeoning influence of unelected quangos and "experts", wars that do nothing for the country ... I didn't vote for any of them and I don't know anybody who did. And yet because our elected "representatives" (who might certainly have been elected but don't appear to represent any given person completely) have some sort of mandate, we all just have to suck it up.
And in the glorious UK, we have a situation where a minority of voters gets to tell every other fucker how to live. It's no different to apartheid South Africa, really, a minority of people gets to tell everyone else how to live. The fact that everyone got a vote is a fig leaf. Even in Labour's 1997 "landslide", they won less than 50% of the vote -- a LOT less. For even longer than that, the country has been ruled a minority vote. And even if a party won an absolute majority, how does that justify them telling everyone else how to live their life?
Why do people pretend that democracy is some kind of good thing? Democracy sucks.
I didn't vote Labour. I have never voted Labour. I railed against their policies. I complained to my MP. I called this economic collapse a decade ago, I called the nutter with the stutter's 2007 fake boom, I disagreed with just about every single thing that Labour did. I am fairly certain I'm going to disagree equally vociferously with iDave's "fix". What has already been floated is pretty mild and far too focused on taxing some fucking more. Like we're not fucking taxed enough already.
So here I am, I've followed both due process (speaking to my unspeakably useless cunt of an MP) and I've blogged (since I discovered blogging). I've written to the papers. I've done everything I can short of standing for office (and we all know that 1 MP is not going to achieve anything, even in the incredibly unlikely event that I won from a zero start in an area so safely Tory that this time they actually did put a blue rosette on a fucking dog turd (and exposed thief) and he still fucking won.
And yet despite all my fucking protests, all my comments, all my reasoned arguments about why this is going to be an expensive clusterfuck, I still wind up having to pay for the monumental incompetence of some arrogant, entitled and moronic turds voted in by a bunch of tribal fucks and I will wind up having to pay for the slightly less monumental incompetence of some other arrogant, entitled and moronic turds voted in by some other tribal fucks.
The continued strangling of civil liberties, the swelling ranks of arrogant prodnoses, the burgeoning influence of unelected quangos and "experts", wars that do nothing for the country ... I didn't vote for any of them and I don't know anybody who did. And yet because our elected "representatives" (who might certainly have been elected but don't appear to represent any given person completely) have some sort of mandate, we all just have to suck it up.
And in the glorious UK, we have a situation where a minority of voters gets to tell every other fucker how to live. It's no different to apartheid South Africa, really, a minority of people gets to tell everyone else how to live. The fact that everyone got a vote is a fig leaf. Even in Labour's 1997 "landslide", they won less than 50% of the vote -- a LOT less. For even longer than that, the country has been ruled a minority vote. And even if a party won an absolute majority, how does that justify them telling everyone else how to live their life?
Why do people pretend that democracy is some kind of good thing? Democracy sucks.
Friday, 7 May 2010
Busy as fuck
... in case any fucker hadn't fucking noticed. Cunts.
But Christ, what a disgusting, repulsive, revolting display of naked greed and hunger for power from those utter cunts Mandelsnake, Hain and Harperson, along with various utter cuntspunks from the unions claiming that the public had rejected the Tories for a "progressive coalition" of Labour and LibDem.
Fuck, you unspeakable fetid cunts, the Tories hosed you both down, you both lost seats to them, how the fuck can you stand there and still try to hang on to the levers of power?
Is there actually a proportional punishment for being a Labour politician? I don't even think a candiru fish is a just reward.
But Christ, what a disgusting, repulsive, revolting display of naked greed and hunger for power from those utter cunts Mandelsnake, Hain and Harperson, along with various utter cuntspunks from the unions claiming that the public had rejected the Tories for a "progressive coalition" of Labour and LibDem.
Fuck, you unspeakable fetid cunts, the Tories hosed you both down, you both lost seats to them, how the fuck can you stand there and still try to hang on to the levers of power?
Is there actually a proportional punishment for being a Labour politician? I don't even think a candiru fish is a just reward.
Tuesday, 13 April 2010
Fisking the Labour Manifesto
What a monstrous pile of cunt:
First off:
Three years? Who wants to wait three fucking years for something to be put right? And who gets to decide these minimum standards? That wouldn't happen to be the fucking government, would it? And who gets to measure the police against these standards? That wouldn't be the fucking government, would it?
Oh, hoo-fucking-ray! So good schools will be merged with bad schools to "spread benefits"? Yeah, sure, that's gonna fucking work, isn't it?
WHAT? You mean you don't have to fucking be able to speak fucking English to "work" in the public sector? WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK???????????
Yay! Job destruction and more splurging on useless initiatives that will "help" three people.
Great. So if the public service - that I already pay for - fucks up, then Gordon's going to steal more money from me to give back to me. After three years and filling in eleventy-bazillion forms, it will give me back 50p after extorting another £50 from me.
I like that idea.
Look, if the NHS doesn't treat you in their ludicrously generous target times, you're fucking dead already.
Who's paying for this fucking paternity leave? Me? Or is this coming out of Gordon's personal fucking back pocket?
Let me fucking guess.
What a load of utter shit.
Update: The Daily Mash sums it up well.
First off:
Under the Labour proposals, residents could trigger takeovers of individual police divisions within a year, with chief constables facing the sack if they fail to meet minimum standards after three years
Three years? Who wants to wait three fucking years for something to be put right? And who gets to decide these minimum standards? That wouldn't happen to be the fucking government, would it? And who gets to measure the police against these standards? That wouldn't be the fucking government, would it?
Labour will also pledge that a third of all secondary schools would be merged or put under the direction of new “superheads” to spread the benefit of existing reforms.
Oh, hoo-fucking-ray! So good schools will be merged with bad schools to "spread benefits"? Yeah, sure, that's gonna fucking work, isn't it?
Addressing voter concern over immigration, the party will pledge to extend the English language requirement to all new applicants for public sector jobs.
WHAT? You mean you don't have to fucking be able to speak fucking English to "work" in the public sector? WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK???????????
It will also promise to increase the minimum wage and outline new measures to tackle youth unemployment.
Yay! Job destruction and more splurging on useless initiatives that will "help" three people.
Labour will offer guaranteed levels of public service with rights of redress where they are not met.
Great. So if the public service - that I already pay for - fucks up, then Gordon's going to steal more money from me to give back to me. After three years and filling in eleventy-bazillion forms, it will give me back 50p after extorting another £50 from me.
I like that idea.
It will pledge to let patients go private if they are not treated by the NHS in time ...
Look, if the NHS doesn't treat you in their ludicrously generous target times, you're fucking dead already.
... and to double paid paternity leave to four weeks.
Who's paying for this fucking paternity leave? Me? Or is this coming out of Gordon's personal fucking back pocket?
Let me fucking guess.
What a load of utter shit.
Update: The Daily Mash sums it up well.
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
Perverse incentives
Feast your eyes on this:
Jesus. 22 fucking years and no-one thought to ask the skaghead about getting off the shit???????
What the fuck are the doctors taking in that place?
OK, so another day, another fuckup by the NHS, nothing exciting there, is there? No, not really. But this caused me to black out from rage:
Just remind about this fucking "safety net" idea again?
Tip of the clown wig to RantinRab.
A DRUG addict from Kilmarnock has been receiving prescription methadone for the past 22 YEARS.
The 38-year-old, who wishes to remain anonymous, told how he was put on the drug at 16 after developing a heroin addiction at the age of just 12.
Amazingly, he claims it wasn’t until January this year that he received correspondence outlining plans to help him become drug-free.
“I’m the first to admit that over the years I could have done more to help myself, but surely it shouldn’t take 22 years on methadone for somebody to look at my file and realise something needs done.
Jesus. 22 fucking years and no-one thought to ask the skaghead about getting off the shit???????
What the fuck are the doctors taking in that place?
OK, so another day, another fuckup by the NHS, nothing exciting there, is there? No, not really. But this caused me to black out from rage:
“The problem as I see it is that there is no real incentive to come off methadone. Often people receive more benefits as they can claim sickness and disability through their drug dependency. So they’re getting more money than the average benefit claimant and, essentially, you’re getting your drugs free.
Just remind about this fucking "safety net" idea again?
Tip of the clown wig to RantinRab.
Thursday, 28 January 2010
People are cunts
I have been studying this matter for some time now, and I can only conclude that people, for all their inherent good qualities, are quite easily led into the paths of utter cuntishness. And underneath it all, they know they are doing wrong, but they still do it. Let me give you a small example:
People have, over the last 25 years, become more and more accustomed to the idea that someone will tidy up behind them. I suspect that my daughter's friends regard me as some kind of ogre, because I not only insist that she keeps her room clean (which same she is actually doing, at last!) but I expect her to clean up the mess she makes around the house.
But if you set foot outside my house, then it becomes apparent that all sorts of people have come to expect that someone will tidy up behind them: sweet wrappers, sandwich packaging, empty bags of crisps and crisp-alikes, empty cans and beer bottles are left on the pavement for the cleaning fairies, along with a heady mixture of gobs of sputum and enormous, vile-smelling dog turds. In the back of their minds, they know it's wrong, so instead of slinging their waste into my garden, the little scrotes instead shove it into the hedge on the end of my property, so that by the end of a week, it looks like a very curious marvel of genetic engineering: a Griselinia Littoralis that has somehow managed to grow beer cans, sandwich packs, a wide variety of Walkers crisps and Aero wrappers: verily, all four major food groups off one shrub!
They fucking know that they shouldn't throw rubbish into my garden, so they fucking don't. But somehow, it's OK to drop shit in the street, because the Caaahncil will sort it out, innit? And if it blows into my garden after they're off the scene, well, it's not their fault, innit? If they stuff their rubbish into my hedge, that's OK, because it doesn't show. And I could pretend to understand, but for the fact that there is a rubbish bin at either end of the street, which is not that long. And if their home is between either end of the street, then why can they not fucking carry their rubbish till they get fucking home?
But that's mostly just lazy kids, well, apart from the cunting beer cans, anyway. Since you have to be visibly an OAP to buy a fucking beer nowadays, I can only assume that the fuckers who are dumping their beer cans in my garden are fucking old enough to know better.
As are the sainted gobshites walking their fucking hallowed dogs every day. Listen, you're fucking old enough to need a fucking walking stick or push a fucking pram while you're walking your four-legged shit machine, FUCKING CLEAN UP BEHIND THE FUCKING FILTHY FUCKING THING YOU FUCKING LAZY FUCKING CUNT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE FUCKING COUNCIL DOES NOT COME ROUND FIVE FUCKING TIMES A FUCKING A DAY TO FUCKING SPRAY DOWN THE FUCKING PAVEMENT SO THAT YOU DON'T FUCKING HAVE TO FUCKING WORRY ABOUT IT, YOU FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER ARSEHOLE CUNT!!!!!!!!!!!
People have, over the last 25 years, become more and more accustomed to the idea that someone will tidy up behind them. I suspect that my daughter's friends regard me as some kind of ogre, because I not only insist that she keeps her room clean (which same she is actually doing, at last!) but I expect her to clean up the mess she makes around the house.
But if you set foot outside my house, then it becomes apparent that all sorts of people have come to expect that someone will tidy up behind them: sweet wrappers, sandwich packaging, empty bags of crisps and crisp-alikes, empty cans and beer bottles are left on the pavement for the cleaning fairies, along with a heady mixture of gobs of sputum and enormous, vile-smelling dog turds. In the back of their minds, they know it's wrong, so instead of slinging their waste into my garden, the little scrotes instead shove it into the hedge on the end of my property, so that by the end of a week, it looks like a very curious marvel of genetic engineering: a Griselinia Littoralis that has somehow managed to grow beer cans, sandwich packs, a wide variety of Walkers crisps and Aero wrappers: verily, all four major food groups off one shrub!
They fucking know that they shouldn't throw rubbish into my garden, so they fucking don't. But somehow, it's OK to drop shit in the street, because the Caaahncil will sort it out, innit? And if it blows into my garden after they're off the scene, well, it's not their fault, innit? If they stuff their rubbish into my hedge, that's OK, because it doesn't show. And I could pretend to understand, but for the fact that there is a rubbish bin at either end of the street, which is not that long. And if their home is between either end of the street, then why can they not fucking carry their rubbish till they get fucking home?
But that's mostly just lazy kids, well, apart from the cunting beer cans, anyway. Since you have to be visibly an OAP to buy a fucking beer nowadays, I can only assume that the fuckers who are dumping their beer cans in my garden are fucking old enough to know better.
As are the sainted gobshites walking their fucking hallowed dogs every day. Listen, you're fucking old enough to need a fucking walking stick or push a fucking pram while you're walking your four-legged shit machine, FUCKING CLEAN UP BEHIND THE FUCKING FILTHY FUCKING THING YOU FUCKING LAZY FUCKING CUNT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE FUCKING COUNCIL DOES NOT COME ROUND FIVE FUCKING TIMES A FUCKING A DAY TO FUCKING SPRAY DOWN THE FUCKING PAVEMENT SO THAT YOU DON'T FUCKING HAVE TO FUCKING WORRY ABOUT IT, YOU FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER ARSEHOLE CUNT!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, 9 December 2009
Squeaker Berk #pbr
I didn't imagine this, did I?
Oddly enough, the rabid little troughing fucker has evidently forgotten this, because he let the badger molester witter on uninterrupted, despite that adenoidal, incontinent pissflap Peston having announced on his blog what the badger molester was going to tell Parliament earlier on.
Everything about this useless Parliament reeks of spin and mendacity. It's a pretty building, but would our lives really be worse off if the fucking thing was just blown up, with all those lying, stealing, knavish troughers locked inside it?
John Bercow, the new Speaker, today insisted that ministers should make significant annoucements through the House of Commons, and not the media.
It was also made clear that he will severely curtail the amount of time given to Commons statements if he feels that ministers have already revealed the details before telling MPs.
Oddly enough, the rabid little troughing fucker has evidently forgotten this, because he let the badger molester witter on uninterrupted, despite that adenoidal, incontinent pissflap Peston having announced on his blog what the badger molester was going to tell Parliament earlier on.
Everything about this useless Parliament reeks of spin and mendacity. It's a pretty building, but would our lives really be worse off if the fucking thing was just blown up, with all those lying, stealing, knavish troughers locked inside it?
Tuesday, 24 November 2009
You know what? I don't care ...
... if HGV drivers are the fucking salt of the earth and are personally responsible for all the good things in the world. I'm fucking sick of being stuck behind the moronic cunts who bully their way into the traffic using their vehicles as weapons and I'm especially fucking sick of spending half an hour waiting for one tosser in a truck to overtake another fucking tosser in a truck.
I hope you all fucking die tomorrow. Horribly, miserably and fucking painfully.
Cunts.
I hope you all fucking die tomorrow. Horribly, miserably and fucking painfully.
Cunts.
Saturday, 21 November 2009
What does "equal" mean?
Equal:
The last example is strangely apt, because I see that our favourite "Women are Equal" cuntwaft is looking to keep women out of prison. As Ross says, this is prima facie evidence that she planned her crime rampage.
But really, why do we allow this abuse of our beautiful language by these venal fucks? In this case, "Women's Equality" actually means "preferential treatment of women, just because they're women". The "Equality and Human Rights Commission" actually promotes not genuine equality, but a number of different special interest groups who somehow deserve preferential treatment.
And "Human Rights" -- what crap is that? A bunch of woolly-headed non-rights designed by Eurocrats to make it sound like they have our best interests at heart while actually making it perfectly acceptable for the state to trample all over our genuine rights ... and responsibilities.
Well, you cunts: fuck you all. I don't think we need to send these motherfuckers a copy of 1984 or V for Vendetta or Animal Farm this year. Let's send the useless sacks of shit a fucking dictionary instead.
- be identical or equivalent to; "One dollar equals 1,000 rubles these days!"
- be equal to in quality or ability; "Nothing can rival cotton for durability"; "Your performance doesn't even touch that of your colleagues"; "Her persistence and ambition only matches that of her parents"
- having the same quantity, value, or measure as another; "on equal terms"; "all men are equal before the law"
The last example is strangely apt, because I see that our favourite "Women are Equal" cuntwaft is looking to keep women out of prison. As Ross says, this is prima facie evidence that she planned her crime rampage.
But really, why do we allow this abuse of our beautiful language by these venal fucks? In this case, "Women's Equality" actually means "preferential treatment of women, just because they're women". The "Equality and Human Rights Commission" actually promotes not genuine equality, but a number of different special interest groups who somehow deserve preferential treatment.
And "Human Rights" -- what crap is that? A bunch of woolly-headed non-rights designed by Eurocrats to make it sound like they have our best interests at heart while actually making it perfectly acceptable for the state to trample all over our genuine rights ... and responsibilities.
Well, you cunts: fuck you all. I don't think we need to send these motherfuckers a copy of 1984 or V for Vendetta or Animal Farm this year. Let's send the useless sacks of shit a fucking dictionary instead.
Friday, 13 November 2009
Dear ActOnCO2
I've just caught your latest snappy advert suggesting that I drive five miles less every week.
Well: fuck you.
Just for that, I will make sure that I drive an extra five miles in each of my collection of cars every fucking day.
You arrogant, LYING motherfuckers.
Suck my fucking balls.
Well: fuck you.
Just for that, I will make sure that I drive an extra five miles in each of my collection of cars every fucking day.
You arrogant, LYING motherfuckers.
Suck my fucking balls.
Saturday, 7 November 2009
As the stomach turns
There's something about this slimy fucker's face that provokes a strange mixture of reactions: on the one hand, I can't see myself ever tiring of smacking that with a (preferably aluminium so that it never wears out) baseball bat; on the other, there is a rage that this slimetard politician who failed to convince the electorate of his merits has found another way to impose his views and his commercial imperatives on us all; and on the other, other hand, I want to vomit.
And strangely, the latest news from the Goracle does nothing to crystallise or prioritise my reactions:
Al Gore has sought to inject fresh momentum into the Copenhagen build-up, saying he is certain Barack Obama will attend and predicting a rise in civil disobedience against fossil-fuel polluters unless drastic action is taken over global warming.
He's one of these cunts who is, like the current useless crop of British judges, giving carte blanche to the enviroloons to cause criminal damage without fear of repercussion. I can only point to the bitter lessons being learned by the ANC in South Africa: after 80-odd years of telling the bulk of the population that the rule of law does not apply to them, they are now the law that rules and the bulk of the population does not believe in the rule of law. However, I doubt the Goracle will survive long enough for his hubris to bite his own fat arse, so I can only hope that one day his grandchildren or great-grandchildren will be butchered by ravening enviroloons and die slow, painful deaths on his behalf.
Tell you what, Al, why don't I drain the fuel from your Mustang and use it to burn you at the stake. At least that way, you'll know that one of the cunts with the biggest "carbon footprint" in the world will be walking the walk, and not just talking the talk.
You arrogant, jumped up, fascist, authoritarian, corporatist fucking prodnose.
Tuesday, 3 November 2009
65th time lucky*
Jesus, talk about a death wish!
Poor bastard. I can't imagine how mentally tough you have to be to face that, day in and day out.
And what did he die for? So that overweening cockface Gordon "The Snotmuncher" Brown can fellate Obama? To spare the blushes of some fucking faceless bell-end in the State Department or the Foreign Office? For Tony fucking Blair?
What did this incomprehensibly brave man die for?
*I didn't say it was good luck.
A British soldier responsible for making safe 64 bombs during five months in Afghanistan, died as he tried to defuse another, it has emerged.
Poor bastard. I can't imagine how mentally tough you have to be to face that, day in and day out.
And what did he die for? So that overweening cockface Gordon "The Snotmuncher" Brown can fellate Obama? To spare the blushes of some fucking faceless bell-end in the State Department or the Foreign Office? For Tony fucking Blair?
What did this incomprehensibly brave man die for?
*I didn't say it was good luck.
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Tech companies and their webshites
What is it about tech companies and their ina-fucking-bility to create a website that doesn't make you want to track down their coding monkeys and peel them and roll them in salt?
Because I work with Informix, I spend a lot of time on IBM's website. 'Nuff said.
But it's not just them. Today, I was advised that there was a new release of the VMware player available. OK, I thought, let's get that then. Try and reg up a new account. No, you're already registered. Use my normal password. Nope. OK, try the "forgot password" link.
Now remember, this is to fucking download VMware player, nothing else.
They send me some entirely random password, one I definitely would never have chosen. So I didn't set that. So I log in. And it asks me a whole shitload of questions, which I answer. It then sends me ANOTHER fucking email that contains the download link.
So I click the link and ... it asks me to fucking log in AGAIN.
And don't get me FUCKING STARTED ON THEIR FUCKING INSTALL PROCESS WHICH TAKES HALF A FUCKING DAY AND REQUIRES A CUNTING REBOOT!!!!
Fucking useless cunt monkeys...
Because I work with Informix, I spend a lot of time on IBM's website. 'Nuff said.
But it's not just them. Today, I was advised that there was a new release of the VMware player available. OK, I thought, let's get that then. Try and reg up a new account. No, you're already registered. Use my normal password. Nope. OK, try the "forgot password" link.
Now remember, this is to fucking download VMware player, nothing else.
They send me some entirely random password, one I definitely would never have chosen. So I didn't set that. So I log in. And it asks me a whole shitload of questions, which I answer. It then sends me ANOTHER fucking email that contains the download link.
So I click the link and ... it asks me to fucking log in AGAIN.
And don't get me FUCKING STARTED ON THEIR FUCKING INSTALL PROCESS WHICH TAKES HALF A FUCKING DAY AND REQUIRES A CUNTING REBOOT!!!!
Fucking useless cunt monkeys...
Monday, 26 October 2009
This is why we need T Bliar as EU Presidente
Not content with gurning and waving his banana around, it's seems our Foreign Mentalist has gone bananas as well:
Jesus. Well, that's a fucking good reason, isn't it? Doesn't it make you feel better knowing that such an intellectual powerhouse is representing your interests abroad?
Personally I think the cunt Bliar warrants a visit to the war crimes tribunal and an intimate visit from an anal impaler. And Banana Boy can take a trip on the Saw.
Tony Blair should be made president of the European Union because he warrants a large motorcade, David Miliband has admitted.
Jesus. Well, that's a fucking good reason, isn't it? Doesn't it make you feel better knowing that such an intellectual powerhouse is representing your interests abroad?
Personally I think the cunt Bliar warrants a visit to the war crimes tribunal and an intimate visit from an anal impaler. And Banana Boy can take a trip on the Saw.
Tuesday, 13 October 2009
Right up to the brim
Yes, that's where my confidence has been filled up to:
So far, so very, very vin ordinaire. However:
Jesus fucking Christ! What the fuck was all that cunt-buggering arse-waft from that fat, useless cunt Jacqui Smith about how fucking impossible it was to fake these fuckers, when £750 in PC-fucking-IT-dumpster-diving-World can get you the equipment you need?
How the fuck can fucking idiots still trumpet that cock-sniffing about how you've got nothing to fear if you've done nothing wrong? If some cunt takes your ID and uses it to commit a crime, then leaves your "unforgeable" ID card behind at the scene, you're fucking cunted, aren't you?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!! FUCKING CUNTS!
Scotland Yard is battling to stop criminal gangs turning London into the identity theft capital of the world.
The gangs are setting up fake-ID factories using printers bought at high street shops. The Met has shut at least 20 “factories” in the last 18 months and believes more than 30,000 fake identities are in circulation.
Police examined 12,000 of them and established they were behind a racket worth £14 million.
So far, so very, very vin ordinaire. However:
One £750 printer was withdrawn from sale at PC World after detectives revealed it could produce replicas of the proposed new ID card and EU driving licences.
Jesus fucking Christ! What the fuck was all that cunt-buggering arse-waft from that fat, useless cunt Jacqui Smith about how fucking impossible it was to fake these fuckers, when £750 in PC-fucking-IT-dumpster-diving-World can get you the equipment you need?
How the fuck can fucking idiots still trumpet that cock-sniffing about how you've got nothing to fear if you've done nothing wrong? If some cunt takes your ID and uses it to commit a crime, then leaves your "unforgeable" ID card behind at the scene, you're fucking cunted, aren't you?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!! FUCKING CUNTS!
Monday, 12 October 2009
Jesus wept ...
This takes the fucking biscuit. In fact, it takes the biscuit, shits on it and then crams it into our unwilling mouths, before stealing our wallets to buy a load more biscuits.
He's not fucking wrong.
Arrogant, unaccountable, out-of-touch FUCKING THIEVES!!!!
Thursday, 8 October 2009
Apologies for the dearth of blogging
Not only have I spent the entire fucking day wrestling with this CUNT of a laptop's wireless, but I am now exhausted from the strain, pain and mental anguish.
So, not only have I been unable to blog, but right now I've lost the will to do so. Perhaps Mr Cameron will provide me with an incentive, who knows?
So, not only have I been unable to blog, but right now I've lost the will to do so. Perhaps Mr Cameron will provide me with an incentive, who knows?
Friday, 17 July 2009
BBC cunts
Before I left the "hote-hell" yesterday I was watching that juicy early-morning news tart, the speccy one with the lips that are designed primarily for blow-jobs. My idle ruminations were severely undone by my unfortunate mistake of listening to what she said for a few seconds. The thrust of the issue was that "drinking is a problem and some people want the price put up and others want the drinking age to be raised."
As though these are the only two options. Listen love, you're well tasty and I'd gladly bend you over the sofa and give you a good seeing-to, but leave the thinking to the grown-ups, OK?
In the meantime, may I suggest another option that BBC news-twats might do well to think upon as a default position for all their statist pandering?
Dozy cunt.
As though these are the only two options. Listen love, you're well tasty and I'd gladly bend you over the sofa and give you a good seeing-to, but leave the thinking to the grown-ups, OK?
In the meantime, may I suggest another option that BBC news-twats might do well to think upon as a default position for all their statist pandering?
Why doesn't the government just get the fuck out of people's lives for a change? Let people who want a fucking drink, have a fucking drink. It's none of your God-damned motherfucking business if people want to drink.
Dozy cunt.
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