Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Mental Poiticians in British Occupied Ireland Scandal
Before these Politicians make us all crazy, lets have a lighter look at:
An Average Loyalist Emigrant Family Somewhere West of Boston;
Fenian women have more sex, better sex and sex with more people while orange women are ordinary. Fenian women are famous and totally satisfied as women, according to a leading psychologist, who claims that this recent information is pushing certain loyalist poiticians over the edge.There are rumours that the former President of Ireland has recruited the wife of a loyalist politician to come out of the closet and be the next President of Ireland.
Recent revelations by busty Newry bombshell that she leads a wild sex life, including having sex on a jet ski with a human pyramid of eleven extravagantly endowed neuks in Warenpoint, has led many orange women who are regular readers of this blog, to ask: "Why are Fenian bitchy celebrities so much better at sex than me?"
Indeed, other queries range from "Why am I never totally satisfied as an orange woman?" to "Why have I never had torrid intercourse in a bath of alpaca milk aboard a private jet, which left me bow-legged for a month?" to others seeking medical attention in sheer frustration. In fact it is believed that the wife of one loyalist politician has come out of the closet over the festive season, because of an unfulfilling sexual life. However according to the psychologist her answer is simple: Fenian women are more expert in matters of love than their ordinary, less talented orange female counterparts.
While the average elected orange woman might enjoy one or two gusset-moistening incidents a year, if she's lucky and three or four moderate orgasms during her useful reproductive life, fenian women are able to bring themselves to shattering climax simply by looking at photos of their bi-sexual partners. They are rarely less than totally satisfied as women, are able to accommodate the most hideously empurpled member, discharging literally buckets of fenian man juice and, of course, have the added advantage that they are invariably equally attracted to other women, thereby adding another few million potential partners, with whom they might engage in steamy romps on quad bikes or in the toilets of the fenian political buses, etc, etc.
Sadly, there is little hope that mere orange mortals will ever ascend to such heights of sexual fulfilment.They can, however, allow themselves to dream that one day they too might join the fenian top seven in our alphabetical compilation of the world's greatest exponents of the Art of Love, without whom the blogging press would be a very sorry affair indeed.
Bernadette McGinn: Originally from South Armagh, talented, beautiful, rich and wetter between the legs than Phuket, in the Monsoon season. Ms McGinn has twice had her charms thrust into the public domain, once when she appeared romping with her squeeze in a night-vision hotel room orgy of video lust, and once again when her private mobile phone snaps splattered across the web like a month's worth of Colin Farrell's tantric ejaculate. Can orgasm by simply thinking about a Balaclava.
Mairead originally from Dungannon: Mairead recently rocked the media world to the very foundations on which it rests, when she revealed that not only did she like a bit of girl-on-girl, but that she was also a certified expert in the matter and able to reduce a whimpering female partner to a state of tremulous, post-orgasmic ecstasy by simply looking at her from a distance of 20 feet. Less talented actresses admit they are completely in awe of Mairead's prowess in both the boudoir and on the silver screen. Mairead has refused to co-operate with the DUP in any manner what so ever.
Siobhain Semtex: The Newry bombshell began life as a sexually-average Derrybeg girl but quickly transformed herself into an insatiable, Up Down sex machine soon after her first Reporter exposé. Siobhain left in her wake a wreckage trail of exhausted GAA footballers and Armagh team managers, none of whom managed to match her voracious appetite for rumpy-pumpy. Has been a bit quiet of late, although we should never rule out a multi-orgasmic tabloid come-back should circumstances require it.
Mary: Young Mary made the Guinness Book of Records at the tender age of 24 as the first person in Ireland to have had sex with absolutely every fenian in the country, a feat made doubly impressive by the fact that she spends half of her time flashing her tits outside Derry nightclubs for the benefit of baying paparazzi. Now a "happily married mum" who only occasionally finds time for a quick spit roast between bouts of washing nappies and polishing her breasts.
Maggie : rival of Mary is considered the archetypal Tyrone lass, bow-legged and more packed with cream than a deluxe, family-sized can of aerosol whipped cream. She has, however, shown herself to be a canny operator:, while Mary spent her time flashing her Udders outside Derry's nightclubs for the benefit of baying paparazzi, Maggie spent half of her time flashing hers as research for her doctoral thesis into sex, celebrity, and the tabloid press. Now professor of Media Studies at University, Maggie divides her time between grading exam essays and giving hand relief to her more well-endowed fenian students while enjoying a virtually endless stream of earth-shattering climaxes.
Ms. Vaseline: Pretty much the same as Mary, although young Mary never, to our knowledge, presented the weather for the benefit of UTV viewers. If she had, she would doubtless have appeared completely naked and having volcanic sex with the producer atop a camera dolly, leaving herself completely satisfied as a woman and the audience in no doubt as to the meaning of "warm front". Very fond of making refererence to "Croppy meatballs" while suggestively sucking on the testicles of someone called Patrick.
Miss Givings: The former girlfriend of a Devil-worshipping fenian politician, exploded onto the six county celebrity sex scene by appearing in a video which demonstrated advanced fellatio techniques for wannabe celebs. Has since appeared in 4,200 men's magazines across Ireland, invariably promising to have sex with every single politician were it not for her punishing schedule of accidentally flashing her reproductive parts outside Belfast nightclubs for the benefit of baying paparazzi. Known to have sex at least 70 times a day, pausing only to dictate her orgasmic excesses into a tape recorder for later transcription in Politician's Maximum Health. Truly the doyenne of celebrity Fenian sexperts.
In case anyone assumes I am making light of far more serious matters in Ireland right now, I have already explained that I sometimes have to look at the lighter side of life as a relief from the overwhelming, injustices of the real world.
"homosexuality is “viler” than child sex abuse," said Iris Robinson Westminster MP and wife of First Minister to the Queen in Ireland. At least she had the decency to resign admitting she has mental issues. On the other hand, Gerry Adams MP said he believed the allegations which he heard in 1987 and that if he knew the whereabouts of his brother, he would have informed the PSNI/RUC, so that Liam Adams could face the charges. It has since been proven with photographic evidence and reliable witnesses, that Mr Adams knew exactly where his brother was and therefore colluded in the cover up, just like the bishops who have been forced to resign.
Traditional republicans are demanding that Adams resign immediately. An issue regarding the protection of vulnerable children in society, is far too serious a matter for any responsible leader to lie about or be involved in a cover up.
An Average Loyalist Emigrant Family Somewhere West of Boston;
Fenian women have more sex, better sex and sex with more people while orange women are ordinary. Fenian women are famous and totally satisfied as women, according to a leading psychologist, who claims that this recent information is pushing certain loyalist poiticians over the edge.There are rumours that the former President of Ireland has recruited the wife of a loyalist politician to come out of the closet and be the next President of Ireland.
Recent revelations by busty Newry bombshell that she leads a wild sex life, including having sex on a jet ski with a human pyramid of eleven extravagantly endowed neuks in Warenpoint, has led many orange women who are regular readers of this blog, to ask: "Why are Fenian bitchy celebrities so much better at sex than me?"
Indeed, other queries range from "Why am I never totally satisfied as an orange woman?" to "Why have I never had torrid intercourse in a bath of alpaca milk aboard a private jet, which left me bow-legged for a month?" to others seeking medical attention in sheer frustration. In fact it is believed that the wife of one loyalist politician has come out of the closet over the festive season, because of an unfulfilling sexual life. However according to the psychologist her answer is simple: Fenian women are more expert in matters of love than their ordinary, less talented orange female counterparts.
While the average elected orange woman might enjoy one or two gusset-moistening incidents a year, if she's lucky and three or four moderate orgasms during her useful reproductive life, fenian women are able to bring themselves to shattering climax simply by looking at photos of their bi-sexual partners. They are rarely less than totally satisfied as women, are able to accommodate the most hideously empurpled member, discharging literally buckets of fenian man juice and, of course, have the added advantage that they are invariably equally attracted to other women, thereby adding another few million potential partners, with whom they might engage in steamy romps on quad bikes or in the toilets of the fenian political buses, etc, etc.
Sadly, there is little hope that mere orange mortals will ever ascend to such heights of sexual fulfilment.They can, however, allow themselves to dream that one day they too might join the fenian top seven in our alphabetical compilation of the world's greatest exponents of the Art of Love, without whom the blogging press would be a very sorry affair indeed.
Bernadette McGinn: Originally from South Armagh, talented, beautiful, rich and wetter between the legs than Phuket, in the Monsoon season. Ms McGinn has twice had her charms thrust into the public domain, once when she appeared romping with her squeeze in a night-vision hotel room orgy of video lust, and once again when her private mobile phone snaps splattered across the web like a month's worth of Colin Farrell's tantric ejaculate. Can orgasm by simply thinking about a Balaclava.
Mairead originally from Dungannon: Mairead recently rocked the media world to the very foundations on which it rests, when she revealed that not only did she like a bit of girl-on-girl, but that she was also a certified expert in the matter and able to reduce a whimpering female partner to a state of tremulous, post-orgasmic ecstasy by simply looking at her from a distance of 20 feet. Less talented actresses admit they are completely in awe of Mairead's prowess in both the boudoir and on the silver screen. Mairead has refused to co-operate with the DUP in any manner what so ever.
Siobhain Semtex: The Newry bombshell began life as a sexually-average Derrybeg girl but quickly transformed herself into an insatiable, Up Down sex machine soon after her first Reporter exposé. Siobhain left in her wake a wreckage trail of exhausted GAA footballers and Armagh team managers, none of whom managed to match her voracious appetite for rumpy-pumpy. Has been a bit quiet of late, although we should never rule out a multi-orgasmic tabloid come-back should circumstances require it.
Mary: Young Mary made the Guinness Book of Records at the tender age of 24 as the first person in Ireland to have had sex with absolutely every fenian in the country, a feat made doubly impressive by the fact that she spends half of her time flashing her tits outside Derry nightclubs for the benefit of baying paparazzi. Now a "happily married mum" who only occasionally finds time for a quick spit roast between bouts of washing nappies and polishing her breasts.
Maggie : rival of Mary is considered the archetypal Tyrone lass, bow-legged and more packed with cream than a deluxe, family-sized can of aerosol whipped cream. She has, however, shown herself to be a canny operator:, while Mary spent her time flashing her Udders outside Derry's nightclubs for the benefit of baying paparazzi, Maggie spent half of her time flashing hers as research for her doctoral thesis into sex, celebrity, and the tabloid press. Now professor of Media Studies at University, Maggie divides her time between grading exam essays and giving hand relief to her more well-endowed fenian students while enjoying a virtually endless stream of earth-shattering climaxes.
Ms. Vaseline: Pretty much the same as Mary, although young Mary never, to our knowledge, presented the weather for the benefit of UTV viewers. If she had, she would doubtless have appeared completely naked and having volcanic sex with the producer atop a camera dolly, leaving herself completely satisfied as a woman and the audience in no doubt as to the meaning of "warm front". Very fond of making refererence to "Croppy meatballs" while suggestively sucking on the testicles of someone called Patrick.
Miss Givings: The former girlfriend of a Devil-worshipping fenian politician, exploded onto the six county celebrity sex scene by appearing in a video which demonstrated advanced fellatio techniques for wannabe celebs. Has since appeared in 4,200 men's magazines across Ireland, invariably promising to have sex with every single politician were it not for her punishing schedule of accidentally flashing her reproductive parts outside Belfast nightclubs for the benefit of baying paparazzi. Known to have sex at least 70 times a day, pausing only to dictate her orgasmic excesses into a tape recorder for later transcription in Politician's Maximum Health. Truly the doyenne of celebrity Fenian sexperts.
In case anyone assumes I am making light of far more serious matters in Ireland right now, I have already explained that I sometimes have to look at the lighter side of life as a relief from the overwhelming, injustices of the real world.
"homosexuality is “viler” than child sex abuse," said Iris Robinson Westminster MP and wife of First Minister to the Queen in Ireland. At least she had the decency to resign admitting she has mental issues. On the other hand, Gerry Adams MP said he believed the allegations which he heard in 1987 and that if he knew the whereabouts of his brother, he would have informed the PSNI/RUC, so that Liam Adams could face the charges. It has since been proven with photographic evidence and reliable witnesses, that Mr Adams knew exactly where his brother was and therefore colluded in the cover up, just like the bishops who have been forced to resign.
Traditional republicans are demanding that Adams resign immediately. An issue regarding the protection of vulnerable children in society, is far too serious a matter for any responsible leader to lie about or be involved in a cover up.
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Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Child Abuse Not a PSNI/RUC Priority
In 1999 in Ireland, there was an attempt to prosecute a newspaper for a cartoon mocking the church, but the judge said that he could not prosecute, because there was no definition of what legally constituted blasphemy.
Well now there is. The Irish Government has just passed one that protects the Catholic Church and the high and mighty, from blogs like this. The law concerns itself with what might or might not cause "outrage among a substantial number of the adherents of [a] religion" (note, not just Catholics, Sinn Fein, Nuns, priests, everyone except atheists it seems. This blog would probably be deemed illegal in a court of irish law. Sinn Fein's deputy first minister for the Queen in Ireland also wants dissident journalists gagged. There has been several journalists already assasinated recently in Ireland.
As Michael Nugent of Atheist Ireland pointed out:
"The proposed law does not protect religious belief; it incentivises outrage and it criminalises free speech. Under this proposed law, if a person expresses one belief about gods, and other people think that this insults a different belief about gods, then these people can become outraged, and this outrage can make it illegal for the first person to express his or her beliefs."
So Irish law has now enshrined that the taking of offence is more important than free speech or expression. If something might cause a motivated group of say paedophile Catholics to be "outraged", then it is illegal, with a fine of up to €25,000 payable immediately or a long prison sentence.
A prosecution can be brought with ease and the punitive nature of the fine is not legislation, that is simply served to tie up a few loose ends. Again like the decades of torture and child abuse that happened in Ireland without complaint from either mothers or fathers hardly anybody cares in a culture of cruelty. People like Sinead o'Connor will be persecuted and prosecuted under the new Fianna Fail , Green party legislation.
Recently I blogged a petition about decades of violence, incarceration of my mother, electro-shock, etc of the 30 people with humanity and nature left in them, who signed just a couple of them are Irish from hundred who read these blogs.
After the demise of the Celtic church the Roman Catholic church asked the British to govern Ireland in return for huge property deals. The Roman Catholic church and the British raped, plundered and pillaged Ireland. They have now left a culture of mostly slave minded gombeens who generally have no compassion for their neighbours and children.
As always it falls to a very few heroic people to sacrifice their lives to challenge these outrageous crimes. Just a few hundred families are now left to preserve the soul of a once famed compassionate people.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Suzie's Golden Shower on the Pope's Face
Now what I am about to say is about as socially acceptable as riding a
goat in front of a packed Vatican Sq. but I never have, never will
like the idea at all. No way Benny Dick !, I would not deny the
potential of the menage-a-trois, but there is a world of difference
between the gentle soft-focus explorings of genteel realities of
drinking from the furry cup, whilst having a little extra underbelly attention,
as Mullah McGuinness would say, .That's not to say that
many women might not derive great results from the diamond formation too
but that's their business.
Many cailins have described the experience as "transcendental", "quite
enjoyable" or even "Spiritual". It's interesting to note that every
one of these women are Catholic some of them nuns. It's as if they
have some genetic predilection for the forbidden. After all, what's
the point of turning up at confession in the Vatican if you don't have
something worth confessing, right?.
Now Protestants, they're like Iceland, they go there because someone
told them they'd like the locals, only to find that there are too many
for a truly satisfying strike. Indeed, there are many places far more
hospitable. No they would prefer lying back on their backs and
thinking of the Queen of England while their partner watch the Pope's Rangers
getting hammered on the telly at Ibrox Park.
So the heroine of Xmas Eve, Susanna Maiolo, 25, was hospitalized after putting on a
stunning performance for pilgrims, in the cavernous basilica by
leaping over a security barricade and pulling Pope Benedict, 82, to
the floor and sitting on his face, in a dramatic start to late mass on
Thursday.
I hardly need add that Suzie has been sent to hospital pending
psychiatric evaluation instead of the Paedophile infested congrgation.
While I myself am prepared to admit a certain sympathy with some peoples' love
of the outdoor life, I must insist upon the following, water sports can be deadly
but she was simply explaining to the Pontiff the activities and the possibilities
of a Lesbian golden shower.
The Pope himself on numerous occasions at least, publicly has stated,
"Please don't misunderstand me, no person alive enjoys water more then
myself. Indeed, I usually shower seven or eight times a day, more at
weekends. And while I can fully appreciate the thrill that mounting,
for example a jet-ski might give, as the beast between one's legs
provokes a shattering, water-borne climax, I cannot fathom as to how
we might extend the possibilities to full cailin on cailin action or
alternative unions."
Now, Suzie, having been refused a private audience for a personal
demonstration for the Pope, is prone to bouts of over-excitement, as you all now
know. " Hell hath no fury like woman scorned and Suzie was forced to
indecently assault the Pope on Xmas Eve publicly in the Vatican in front of the
whole world. I can only speculate however, as to what exactly Ms Givings on the Thames
said, to provoke and prime her, that this Xmas would be much
improved, by a Vatican supplement entitled " Vatican Water Sports,
Golden Pope vestments, Golden Bent Staff, Golden Bishop Handshakes, Golden
Shower".
As the Pope has already expressed many times, his doubts about alternative
love, Suzie became increasingly agitated. He had, she insisted,
completely missed the point. The alternative union debate became
increasingly so acrimonious for her, that an incredibly furious
Suzanna, jumped the railings pulled down her pants and proceeded to
urinate onto a very expensive Papal vestment, while sitting on his
face, as an interfering 87 year old cardinal with a broken hip, lay
there licking his lips.
Meanwhile a certain Ms Givings speaking from the New MI6 Palace on the
Thames confirmed, she has been hard at work for some time, creating an
anti-Papist agent. "After a hard day on the wards of the MI6
headquarters on the Thames, I spent quite some time introducing
Susanna to sapphic love. I have loved women in the past and slept with
them too. I think if you love and pleasure a woman, particularly if
you are a woman yourself, then certainly you know how to do things in
a certain way, that the Pope doesn't understand."
Ms Givings is indeed no slouch in the girl-on-girl department. One
furry cup guru commented "It tends to be the case that normal lesbians
or bisexual women may not perhaps be as well endowed as Ms. Givings in
the phwoaaar department make indifferent lovers. Ms. Givings, on the
other hand, can lead a whimpering partner such as Suzie to a
shattering climax within seconds, before continuing to work the
trembling recipient for days, if not weeks." She simply instructed
Suzanna to seek a private audience with the Pope and introduce him to
sapphic love, the furry cup and golden showers.
A leading Orangeman who wished to remain anonymous is outraged about all of this,
"For the love of all that's Holy, how can these Catholics get away with
sh.. like this in this day and age?" raged the man from Ballymena.
"It's just plain wrong. Hell's supposed to be overcrowded
with unrepentant Fenian bastards but it's getting ridiculous. They're
just scum, the lot of them, except Marty of course."
So with that I will leave you comrades to experience the freedom of some more of
Mullah McGuinness's "soft underbelly" action. I wish all of you comrades,
a New year of freedom, especially in the underbelly department.
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Friday, December 25, 2009
Pope Benny Dick Butch-Slapped after X-Mas Mass ???
Pope Threatens Security Cardinals and Irish 'bishop bitches' after Midnight Xmas Lesbian Kicking
Pope Benny Dick has slammed his security cardinals during a meeting in Vatican City early this morning, after last night's X-mas kicking and in the light of reports of wide-spread child abuse by Catholic priests in Ireland, along with several sackings of Irish bishops.
Flanked by two menacing Swiss Guards who had exchanged their traditional pikes for knuckle-dusters, the Hitler youth trained Benny Dick, continued his tradition of addressing audiences in their respective vernaculars, telling the cardinals: "I should open up a can of whup-ass on each and every one of you for this security breach last night"
The enraged pontiff then made it clear to several more Irish Bishops in Rome fearing the sack that he himself was in charge of security from now on by warning in a heavy Irish accent, "You'se better listen to da Holy Faddah and not cross me agen"
With help from his long-time English language coach, Father Messimo Gaga, the Pope prepared for his next Irish meetings to sack more Irish bishops by watching several Irish films including The Commitments, Butcher Boy and Michael Collins, it was revealed.
According to an inside source the Pope was in no mood for excuses. When Cardinal Brady of Ireland, attempted to explain the cover up of high profile Paedophile Catholic's in a conference call, the pontiff interrupted: "Button it Paddy or I'll come over there and plant my slippered-foot, so far up your ass, your poteen breath will smell like silk."
The outpouring of blasphemous phuks, scheißes, cant and barstewards, continued for over three hours but church scholars say this sort of harangue is unheard of before in bavarian guttural accent and speculated that his groin was still swollen from last nights kicking after midnight x-mas mass by a gay person and that he must be in excruciating pain, even worse than his banking buddy Berlusconi.
According to the Vatican's chief archivist Father Umbrato Spitcalata: "The Irish bishops got off easy with just a couple of sackings and a 3 hour rant. Pope Sextus IV once yelled so continuously and ferociously during an ecclesiastical council, that he lost his voice and asked Tomas de Tarquemuda to take over for a few days. Let me tell you, we'll end up with a few extra red skull caps by the time this one is all over, if you know what I mean."
Some Irish Bishops emerged defiant however. Despite the dogma of the Pope's infallibility, one bishop who asked not to be named, said he thought that the "litany of threatened ass-punishments was counter-productive, particularly with Irish clergy and Opus Dei".
Others Irish bishops showed concern over the Pope's use of such coarse and foul language. More than one bishop wondered aloud, if perhaps Benny Dick's English language coach, might not be having a little fun at the expense of the mentally enfeebled 82 year old pontiff, or perhaps his language teacher was an ex-BBC employee, where that sort of thing is prevalent among the editor commoners who work there.
One Irish Bishop complained that the security breach wasn't their fault and perhaps the arrogant barsteward deserved to be bitch slapped or get a right good kickin, for being such a gobshite, constantly waffling on about condoms and sexuality.
Attempts by the IrishBlog at continuing the interview or further investigation into the matter, quickly ran into trouble, when several large men in pinstriped suits and carrying violin cases warned, "There'sa nuttin to-a see here-a, so va fan*gul or-a you be-a sleep wid da fishes like God's banker! " Attempts to interview Lord Londonderry on the matter also failed, on the basis of dissident journalists being unwelcome by his PSNI, born again virgin RUC minders.
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Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Lena Eileen Eyes
Link
Unguarded naked Lena eyes,
Sending Simple Soul messages,
Then I knew,
Eileen's Eternal Unity with Life's spark.
by brian clarke for Lena Eileen
Unguarded naked Lena eyes,
Sending Simple Soul messages,
Then I knew,
Eileen's Eternal Unity with Life's spark.
by brian clarke for Lena Eileen
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
CANNONFODDER
British Cannonfodder
American Cannonfodder
There is no one more qualified than Reg Keys, whose son Tom was killed in Iraq, to comment on Tony Blair's admission that, if he hadn't used the non-existent weapons of mass destruction to justify a war crime, he would have found another "argument" that is, another lie.
As an Irish person on the receiving end of British injustice in Ireland, executed by their military, I would like to extend my deepest sympathy to Mr. Keys. Your pain is something that people like Blair, Bush or Obama, who have not experienced it, cannot understand. I trust your son rests in peace. Please understand that anything I publish is intended to hasten the day, where sons or daugters will no longer be used as cannonfodder. Unfortunately there will be many more mother's and father's sons lost before that happens.
One of my leading inspirational persons in life, is a former British soldier, this is the wikipedia
LINK: James Connolly
Link to Father of Fallen Soldier
American Cannonfodder
There is no one more qualified than Reg Keys, whose son Tom was killed in Iraq, to comment on Tony Blair's admission that, if he hadn't used the non-existent weapons of mass destruction to justify a war crime, he would have found another "argument" that is, another lie.
As an Irish person on the receiving end of British injustice in Ireland, executed by their military, I would like to extend my deepest sympathy to Mr. Keys. Your pain is something that people like Blair, Bush or Obama, who have not experienced it, cannot understand. I trust your son rests in peace. Please understand that anything I publish is intended to hasten the day, where sons or daugters will no longer be used as cannonfodder. Unfortunately there will be many more mother's and father's sons lost before that happens.
One of my leading inspirational persons in life, is a former British soldier, this is the wikipedia
LINK: James Connolly
Link to Father of Fallen Soldier
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Rotten Police
Do not stand in the middle, go to the right or to the left.
Johnny Rotten Lydon
BBC BRUTISH BULLSCUTTER COPERATION
Don't even give them a chance to launch their Bullscutter !
Oh, no. Brutish Bullscutter Coperation. Don't come fucking near me today. Dear Jaysus, you Kerry fucking recruits and gobshites all over the Irish media are their by-product. There are so many things I could say to express my deep mistrust and yes, anger of these new media Irish opinion makers. Their world service can be a titillating export but their rampant censorship of the restless native's replies stinks to high heaven, of arrogance, cultural imperialism and age old repression.
I don't vote right wing as far as I know, so maybe that also explains my antagonism to them. I don't believe the Brutish Bullscutter Coperation, which henceforth will be simply called the BBC, offer anything approximating legitimate alternatives for this country, indeed any country but thats their business. I disagree with their monarchy, class system of commoners, lords, inherited privilige and intolerance of diversity or alternatives.
Lest you think nationalism is blinding me, do not confuse my rants against Brutish Bullscutter with the many Scottish, English and Welsh friends I have known down through the years, most of whom are the salt of the Earth in my opinion and great people.
It goes against every fibre of my being and tradition to be rude to people but you have got to stand up for your identity these days or become a smiling zombie product of their pundits and seductive manipulating bullscutter.
Brutes are people too but we must take this tour d'arse with all of its insanity, as a relief from the bland sanitized, couldn't give a fuck mercenary BULLSCUTTER ! of our age.
Johnny Rotten Lydon
Don't even give them a chance to launch their Bullscutter !
Oh, no. Brutish Bullscutter Coperation. Don't come fucking near me today. Dear Jaysus, you Kerry fucking recruits and gobshites all over the Irish media are their by-product. There are so many things I could say to express my deep mistrust and yes, anger of these new media Irish opinion makers. Their world service can be a titillating export but their rampant censorship of the restless native's replies stinks to high heaven, of arrogance, cultural imperialism and age old repression.
I don't vote right wing as far as I know, so maybe that also explains my antagonism to them. I don't believe the Brutish Bullscutter Coperation, which henceforth will be simply called the BBC, offer anything approximating legitimate alternatives for this country, indeed any country but thats their business. I disagree with their monarchy, class system of commoners, lords, inherited privilige and intolerance of diversity or alternatives.
Lest you think nationalism is blinding me, do not confuse my rants against Brutish Bullscutter with the many Scottish, English and Welsh friends I have known down through the years, most of whom are the salt of the Earth in my opinion and great people.
It goes against every fibre of my being and tradition to be rude to people but you have got to stand up for your identity these days or become a smiling zombie product of their pundits and seductive manipulating bullscutter.
Brutes are people too but we must take this tour d'arse with all of its insanity, as a relief from the bland sanitized, couldn't give a fuck mercenary BULLSCUTTER ! of our age.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
EAT HAM !
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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