Fucking UKIP et al

  The results now out show just how much populism can work as UKIP won the European elections. Although the deeply unpleasant Farage won it with ease, it is not the general election and he won it on the backs of the poor. The result makes fuck all difference to the general election result, which even still are in Labour’s favour, even after all those missed open goals and all that navel gazing. Give Lord Ashcroft his due, he is keeping us informed week by week with a rare organ of truth and he donated £1500 to DPAC via brilliant OJ. 

 This populism lark is a fucking piece of cake. What you do is you grab a pint in a pub, which is where you have to mingle with those stinking poor people. You have to set your face in a grin, no matter what shit they say, fucking grin. Every few minutes you stand outside the pub and smoke a fucking fag. The really funny thing is that those fetid poor bastards actually think you can hear their despair, they think you genuinely give a shit about the poor. Just carry on grinning. Grin when they throw an egg at you, grin when they mention bedroom tax, grin when they mention food banks, grin when they talk about zero hour contracts. The important thing is to use your fucking privilege to your advantage.

  Here is a bit of the Farage victory speech after his fucking political ‘earthquake’: The people’s army of UKIP have spoken tonight and delivered just about the most extraordinary result that has been seen in British politics for 100 years, and I am proud to have led them to do that.”But forget the shit of the ugly bastard, it was only a minor political ‘earthquake’ caused by this rag-tag army of homophobes, racists, sexists and climate change deniers. Its wrong to say that UKIP are surging, because they are not.  One feature of the results of the European elections has been the realisation that the Lib Dems are facing wipe-out at the GE, a lot of MPs have their knickers in a twist, something written about by Tory boy Dominic Cummings, ex special advisor to the waste of sperm Gove. Half of the UKIP voters in the local elections were disenchanted Tory voters.

Every now and again we can look to the royal family to show us the way with austerity. Here is Prince Philip: “we go into the red next year, I shall probably have to give up polo”. Another national treasure is tory-boy Jeremy Clarkson, the opinionated bastard is 54 and lives in Chipping Norton. At least Philip can claim great age – he is 93 The great cunt Jeremy genuinely has a truly incisive knowledge of the class war, he showed it off in November 2011, when he was talking on air about striking public sector workers, and spouted “I’d have them all shot. I would take them outside and execute them in front of their (fucking) families”. I was actually surprised when he said that shit, I never thought he gave a fucking fuck.

One area which is an important element of the class war is Council Tax (CT). CT is so relevant because its effects are little known, and it represents a tipping point – according to CAB the worst affected areas at the moment are Salford, Stoke on Trent, Rutland and Redcar and Cleveland, 48% of these are the working poor1.4 million people are now on zero hour contractsThe strangest thing is that despite all this fucking shit, £25 billion has so far been wasted on the fucking reforms of Mass murderer IDS. Such an enormous amount of money could have really helped the poor, but the opposite has happened – poor people have been driven to destitution, while the shocking tosser has shovelled the dosh to corporate welfare.  Trebles all around. One can only hope that the silk cushion covers ordered by evil bell-end Hoban are still supplied by Harrods.   The bastards love sticking their heads in the trough and fucking gorging, bloating themselves on taxpayers money, laughing at all of us fighting each other for the meagre scraps which fall in the disgusting feeding frenzy.

So many fucking lies, so to finish off this blog here is some truth, this is from the collected writings of the iconic Brand, talking about meeting the pampered bum-hole Osborne: I shook George Osborne’s hand once, by accident, it was like sliding my hand into a dilated cow.”

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Fucking UKIP et al

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