Monday, 31 October 2016

Royal Vermin in Ermine 'Want More'

Once again, the latest and the greatest in scandal-mongering hot gossip from Anarchy Central’s 24/7 Truth & Rumour Mill – with 'ring of the anvil' dispatches hand forged and crafted into bespoke satire to tempt the palates of all budding non-conformists, proto-nihilists and career radical pro-justice revolutionaries who carry the immortal bloodline of the rebel sons of Belial.

What started out life in the dubious crypto-confines of the Royal realm as a bit of a squall in a teacup between the Alpha Male King-in-Waiting, Prince Chazzer, and his mooching younger brother, Prince Andy-Pandy, has since morphed into a raging Force 12 Beaufort scale 'Hurricane' - slopping over the sanctified barriers of regal privacy, straight into the common herd public domain's red top gutter press tabloid media pages - with Andy spitting the proverbial dummy when he couldn't get his own way then threatening to ditch the Saxe-Coburg-Gotha-Windsor brand name and go it alone - following in the mendicant footsteps of his wastrel uncle, Prince Michael of Kunt, and advertise himself on eBay as 'Royal Prince for Hire – Influence Peddling a Speciality'.

The grapevine gospel according to Fuckingham Palace's snitch n grasser unit claims that 56 year-old spoiled brat Andy Pandy had dispatched one of his royal runner serfs with a forked stick bearing another begging letter to Queen Mummy, 'demanding' she either allocate official money-for-old-rope Sovereign Grant jobs in 'The Firm' - and thus up the ante of the tax-payer funded monthly handouts - to his moronic vulgarian daughters, the totally talentless Beatrice and Eugenie – (a skill they inherited from their 'totally talentless' deadbeat parents - Andy and the ginger-mingin Fergie - aka the freeloading Duchess of Pork) – plus insisting his 'blood princesses’ - seventh and eighth in line to the throne – no longer be sidelined and deserved more fitting – official - royal roles - plus be provided with an improved standard of accommodation at Kensington Palace instead of having to put up with shitty little ten room en suite apartments at St James’s Palace.

Apparently old QE2 Lizzie was wearing her 'not amused' face after receiving this demand - drafted by Andy's private secretary and gatekeeper, Fellattia Mingerot - complaining that the dyslexial princesses were in danger of being overshadowed by Prince Bald Willy, Kate Middleclass and Prince Harry Hewitt when Chazzer becomes king - and immediately passed along Andy's ultimatum to create some 'royal rank' position for his daughters to her acting co-Monarch and chief advisor, Prince Chazzer – now that her 99-year-old senile Greek hubby, Stavros, has totally lost the plot and spends all day being rude to the palace lackeys, while sucking hard boiled Werthers and dribbling down his cardigan.

Hence Andy's letter of demand ended up on the Royal Plant Whisperer's desk - and as de facto ‘chief executive’ of 'The Firm' since Queen Mummy's Diamond Jubilee in 2012, bent on slimming down and streamlining the anachronism the Royal Family represents into a cost effective / value for money tourist attraction enterprise, and axing the allocation of public duties for all but the most significant 'Magnificent Seven' members of the bloated Windsor clan – foremost himself and his chain-smoking consort Gorgonzilla, the Duchess of Cornhole.

Such was clearly instanced when wielding his newly raised status as virtual co-monarch to implement the new order regimen at the 2012 Diamond Jubilee closing ceremony RAF flypast - ordaining it would not be performed by fuel-guzzling Red Arrow fighter jets - but rather the RAF's herring gull mascots, Kipper and Snots - towing a Union Jack banner with their beaks.

Thus with Chazzer being only too aware of Andy Pandy's record for personal abuse of royal status privilege and an exaggerated sense of entitlement to preferential treatment and First Class tickets on the parasitic Royal Gravy Train, he copped the very same response as Oliver Twist did when asking for 'More'.

Once Andy heard his piranha-fanged daughters were surplus to requirements the gloves were off and it was 'princes at war' – engaged in a Blackadder style internecine turf control shitfight and at each other's throats - trading all manner of nasty cat calls – with Chazzer referred to as a tight-fisted jug-eared Dobby look-alike whose BBC DJ best pal Savile was a raving paedo-necrophiliac – which prompted a riposte of 'Paedo? Don't you dare reproach me about my kiddie fiddling pals when you got a piccy snapped with your hand up the clouts of some 15-year old slapper at Epstein's Shag-a-Schoolgirl Club ranch!'

No sooner had Andy stormed out of Clarence House in a black rage fury than tittle-tattling royal equerry, Sir Jarvis Shatt, was posting news of the acrimonious exchange on Twitter, revealing that Chazzer's parting shot had been to suggest the IQ-deficient 'Gruesome Twosome' got jobs modelling for scary Halloween masks – or parts in a Christmas pantomime - as Cinderella's ugly sisters.

Replying to Jarvis Shatt's 'Royal Rumpus' posts on Twitter, Bev Titwank, a Croydon-based 17-year old mother of three, had this to say.
"Wot the fuck is Andy on about, I asks yer? That pair of gorpin' knobhead daughters of his bein' the only ‘blood princesses’. Fer fuck's sake, Andy's not even a full effin' Windsor himself cos his Dad woz Lord 'Porky' Porchester wot Queen Lizzie woz shaggin' after she kicked Stavros outa the bedroom fer givin' her a dose of the clap wot he'd caught off some slut at one of the Astor's Cliveden soirees – probably that three-holin' suck an' swaller skanger, Princess Alexandra."

"Same as that other wet dream on legs - Prince Edward – another useless thick-as-two-short-planks closet case twat prancing around in his Masonic tutu – whose Dad woz Baron Paddy Plonket. So there yer got a couple of real cuckoos in the royal nest – along wiv all the mental case royal sprogs - like Queen Lizzie's cousins Nerissa and Katherine Bowes-Lyon – wot they've shoved in loony bins ter hide the fact they're all a bunch of inbred mutant nutters."

Thought for the day. Fuck the lot of 'em - these wastrel parasitic scroungers that form the bone idle core element of Broken Britain's 'Royal' (sic) family. Millenniums of inbreeding has resulted in a eugenic catastrophe, both physical and mental, for when ego surpasses intellect and in their perennial state of unqualified arrogance, believe themselves to be a picture perfect Lipizanner pedigree breed - untouchable and beyond censure, to rule over the affairs of mankind and treat us – the common herd demographic – with utter contempt.

As an earlier Princess once said, and luckily history recorded the comment for reflective posterity: 'Let them eat cake'.

Allergy warning: This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour 'and' decaffeinated public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references and lashings of bush telegraph innuendo.

Rusty’s Skewed News Views (Purveyors of Bespoke Satire) - enhanced with a modest touch of Yeast Logic and a piquant dash of Political Incorrectness: a news sheet and media source not owned by Raving Rupert Mudrock's News Corp and the uber-racist Zionist kikester lobby, committed to the relay of open source information – and immune from litigation under the statutes of the ‘Fair Comment in the Public Interest’ defence - (unless one has the audacity to dare expose, name and shame the membership ranks of Scotland's Masonic Speculative Society 'Nonce Ponce' Magic Circle / Violate BD/SM Club kiddie fiddling cabal – along with their Holyrood Parliament / Crown Office sodomite / paedo-enablers and cover-up protectors).

Saturday, 29 October 2016

Vazeline: Shameless Hubris Knows No Bounds

In today’s ‘Enhanced Hubris & Hyper-Hypocrisy’ edition we bring you the latest n greatest in scandal-mongering hot gossip and brass-necked cheek from our transvestite-about-town star hack, Mollie McFaggot – manning (sic) the mobile 'fly-on-the-wall' hotline inside the House of Conmans men's toilets for Anarchy Central’s 24/7 Truth & Rumour Mill – with 'ring of the anvil' dispatches hand forged and crafted into bespoke satire to tempt the palates of all budding non-conformists, proto-nihilists and career radical pro-justice revolutionaries who carry the immortal bloodline of the rebel sons of Belial.

Is there no limit to the shameless unqualified arrogance of Keith 'Bummer' Vaz – the incumbent New / Old Labour Party MP for Red Leicester? The flabby tosser was forced to vacate his chair seat on the House of Conmans Home Affairs Select Committee when his position became untenable following reports in the Daily Shitraker that his favourite charity (The Keith Vaz Benevolent Fund) had been forking out payments to eastern European rent boys to call round his London, Edgware apartment for amyl nitrite / coke snorting sessions - and engage in a spot of sphincter-stretching – (alleged text message from 'Popper Pig' Vaz states: 'grab some Columbian and amyl hard-on snort - n a box of assorted hamsters for a felching extravaganza') - and now he appoints himself – (unopposed by a single one of the unscrupulous 649 fellow MPs) - to Parliament's Justice Committee.

This slippery shekel-grubbing sleazy slug – Vice Lord Vaz - and his equally corrupt cronies – both here and overseas - in national / local government authorities – and private commercial enterprise - have slithered out of a legion of nefarious, criminal conduct and influence peddling scandals these decades past via displays of hard faced Masonic secret handshake brotherhood defiance - and avoiding prosecution with a slap on the wrist at best.

But it is a long-established fact these overpaid, egocentric ponces eventually lose the plot and sight of the basic concept that credibility and some modicum of virtuous moral eminence is the only currency that politicos have to trade in.

As to Mr Vazeline - let's go with the well-documented Filkin / Zaiwalla ignominy for starters, then we have Vaz and his old Vermin in Ermine mate - Lord Peter Scandalson of the Felchers – allegedly partaking in the passports-for-cash scandal involving the Hinduja Sisters double act - plus the 'Hinduja Mk II rap with Iraqi crook Nadhamin Auchi – then onto the Eggington caper – and over to the Caparo group scandal – and not forgetting the Mireskandari affair – nor his clash with Tory MP Paddy Mercer – who rightfully branded Vaz as 'a crook of the first order'.

And let's not forget, this is the very same Parliamentary expenses-fiddling Leicester politico who, back in 1991, stood up in the House of Conmans to defend and vouch for the moral integrity of Leicester's serial kiddie fiddler / paedo-bumboy Baron Greville Janner - – another ersatz Zionist Jew of convenience without a trace of Semite DNA in his mongrel genes.

When we consider that it was the star-crossed Vaz pushing Owen (Who He?) Smith's candidacy to oust Corbyn as Labour Party leader, this further serves to expose Mr Vazeline as a slimy tosser who prompts one to count their fingers if they've been unavoidably coerced into shaking hands with him.

So since getting caught (entrapped?) with his proverbial 'pants down' – literally – and playing the beast with two backs in the company of a coterie of eastern European pikey / gyppo rent boy faggots – it was predicted to be 'exit stage left' n 'Go Directly to Jail / Do Not Collect £200 quid' – or so a multitude of his political enemies reckoned.
But now old Teflon Vazzer's appointed himself to the Justice Select Committee so he can pull a few strings n shake a selection of skeletons in a host of cupboards and get these silly drugs n sodomite charges kicked under the carpet – and back to business as usual.

As Nasty Party member and fellow Leicestershire MP, Andy Bridgen, opined to one gutter press hack from the Catamites Gazette on hearing the disgraceful Justice Committee announcement: ‘Keith Vaz’ sleaze knows no bounds'.

Lashing out at New / Old Labour for failing to prevent Vaz electing himself to a seat on the justice committee, Bridgen added: 'Obviously the tosser still has the full support of the Labour Party otherwise he wouldn’t be standing unopposed.'
'This all comes down to yet another corruption-mired coverup – same as the stalled MP paedo abuse inquiry – for I wrote to the House Speaker, John 'Shortarse' Bercow, last year, requesting he take all appropriate action to ensure that Vaz was suspended from his position as chairman of the Home Affairs Select Committee.'

Parliamentary Standards Commissioner Baroness Candida Mingerot announced she might conduct an official investigation into Vaz' misbehaviour sometime before the next general election (in 2020) to determine whether he breached MP rules by supplying Class A narcotics to his sodomite rent boy playmates – and further inquire if he transgressed Clause 666 of the MPs' Code of Conduct, which covers public interest, and whether 'damage was done' to the reputation of the House of Conmans. (Que? Reputation? Wot a fuckin' laugh. The shithole's been in a state of perpetual disrepute since Cromwell croaked).

The Code of Conduct states: 'Members shall base their public and private behaviour on a consideration of the public interest, avoid conflict between personal interest and the public interest by being exposed as drug-popping, rent-boy shagging sodomites in shit-raking national newspapers - and resolve any conflict between the two, at once, and in favour of the public interest – preferably by falling on their own swords – or suffocating inside one of MI5's big black North Face holdalls.'

Baroness Mingerot's investigation will further probe whether Vaz breached conflict of interest rules as chair of the Home Affairs Committee when the committee was carrying out a high profile investigative report into drug use and prostitution – or is simply guilty of his customary acts of gross hypocrisy.

So too are calls being made for Vaz to be stripped of his Privy Council seat, where he acts as an adviser to the Queen since old Royal Family confidante DJ Jimmy Savile kicked the proverbial bucket.

Alas, if only it were just bum sex - infidelity and drugs with his Romanian gyppo sodomite rent boy fraternity – but no – accusations of filthy lucre gained from political graft and corruption are bed partners to the scandal so far – specifically bank accounts chock full of large cash deposits, £35,000 nicker private school fees for his two sprogs - - and owning more properties in the UK – and Goa - than the notorious Rachman Housing Trust.

Though here we have yet a further pathetic example of Broken Britain's 'bumboy bureaucracy' – chock full of perving parasites – the establishment's historic sodomite-necrophiliac-pederast core groups – with Vaz's defiant 'in-yer-face' arrogance now busted with a large capital B - and as it has all gone South in a big way for the pear-shaped Mr Vaz, he will find himself – finally - bankrupt of all semblance of credibility.

The shamed MP's wife of 23 years, Maria, told media hacks she might eventually forgive him for cheating on her with rent boys - although felt like smashing the bidet over his ego-bloated head – and confided to experiencing a range of emotions following her husband's betrayal – especially when daughter Slutsy referred to 'Daddy' as a 'fudging tosspot'.

"Really, it was a complete gob-smacking surprise that Keith had been caught paying rent boys to fuck him up the arse. There again, I know how he feels as an occasional bum shag can be a bit of an orgasmic turn-on."
"But if he'd confided his kinky urges in me years ago I could have googled up the likes of the Dirty Dominatrix website - or logged into my e-bay account - and ordered a nine inch strapon dildo - and given him a good bum bonking myself – which would be rather poetically fitting as Keith's been screwing his constituents in the ass for years."

"In hindsight the idea rather turns me on – and I'm sure that rogering Keith up the back passage in the doggy style position would be a great additional exercise to the Pilates workout - and do wonders for de-flabbing my hips and thighs."
"As to these nasty felching rumours – well, I've been wondering why our guinea pig Gilbert goes into hiding every time Keith's prowling around the back garden."

Thought for the day. Rhetoric n speculation aside, WTF does Vaz hope to salvage out of this latest scandalous imbroglio? Hiring kiss n tell loose-lipped pikey rent boys to shag has manifested into a self-made catastrophe. His career's finished as far as advancement and credibility are concerned. He's been exposed as a cunt – in cunt's clothing.

Never mind meeting his Waterloo or crossing the Rubicon and being up Shit Creek without a paddle – if the likes of Parliamentary Standards Commissioner Kathryn Hudson did their jobs then Vaz the Jazz should be on the wrong side of an Einstein-Rosen Bridge and about to disappear down a political Black Hole of his own creation – unless he's appointed to the Parliamentary 'Decadence Committee'.

Dark humour and satire aside, yet another one bites the dust – like Charles Lynton et al - finally exposed as another PTB / VIP Establishment pervert who prefers acts of 'unnatural sex' (sodomy / necrophilia / pederasty / zoophilia / etc with rent boys / mortuary stiffs and goes wandering on the moors at night, coming back smelling of wet sheep) - to the seductive lure of the addictive pheromone scent of mature, lusting women.

Oh my, what a Lucullan delight and splendid fubar to rejoice upon. How mighty now are those fallen from grace? Egos and careers cast asunder to the vagaries of the four winds.
History shall not remember Vaz kindly – for the memory of the wicked shall rot.

Allergy warning: This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with wild rumour 'and' hard public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references and lashings of bush telegraph innuendo.

Rusty’s Skewed News Views (Purveyors of Bespoke Satire) - enhanced with a modest touch of Yeast Logic and a piquant dash of Political Incorrectness: a news sheet and media source not owned by Raving Rupert Mudrock's News Corp and the uber-racist Zionist kikester lobby, committed to the relay of open source information – and immune from litigation under the statutes of the ‘Fair Comment in the Public Interest’ defence - (unless one has the audacity to dare expose, name and shame the membership ranks of Scotland's Masonic Speculative Society 'Nonce Ponce' Magic Circle / Violate BD/SM Club kiddie fiddling cabal – along with their Holyrood Parliament / Crown Office sodomite / paedo-enablers and cover-up protectors).

Friday, 7 October 2016

Prince Dobby Launches Poetry Day

Once again, the latest and the greatest in scandal-mongering hot gossip from Anarchy Central’s 24/7 Truth & Rumour Mill – with 'ring of the anvil' dispatches hand forged and crafted into bespoke satire to tempt the palates of all budding non-conformists, proto-nihilists and career radical pro-justice revolutionaries who carry the immortal bloodline of the rebel sons of Belial.

Our once-sceptred isle's crypto-kikester 'King-in-Waiting' - HRH Prince Chazzer Saxe-Coburg-Gotha-Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glücksburg-Windsor - of Wales - is to read Seamus Heaney's poem 'The Shitting Forecast' to mark the start of the 2016 National Poetry Day.

Charlie Big Ears' recording will be broadcast on BBC Radio 4's 'Crap Hour' programme as part of the annual nationwide poetry celebration – with this year's selected theme being one of 'Messages' - and the brain-dead, text-addicted common herd 'public demographic' encouraged to 'Say it with a Poem, Stupid'.

The gospel according to National Poetry Day director Candida Mingerot claims "A poem can reach places that prose just can't – so that's why we're inviting all with anything important to say to express it in poetic form. It can be new or old, utterly original or a plagiarised familiar favourite – but definitely no lewd or vulgar limericks about 'Young Girls from Devizes', please."

"Aspiring lyricists and bards can compose verses of a deep and dark nature - or funny or memorable too – or with a signature anarchist bent and toss political correctness to the vagaries of the four winds – as instanced by coupling words in rhyme that draw attention to a social outrage or scandal – like the UKIP Party punch-ups – or New / Old Labour being more fucked up than a soup sandwich – or focus on promoting the Boycott, Divestments and Sanctions campaign against the rogue, ZioNazi pariah state of Israel for their human rights abuses, land thefts and illegal settlements directed against the hapless and marginalised Palestinian victim population – and 'voila' - you change the nature of the national conversation and possibly instigate a long overdue socio-political revolution."

Other poetry events around the UK will include forty BBC local radio stations who have engaged no less than 'forty' local poets to celebrate England's best cherished - and reviled - local landmarks in a love / hate verse format – such as Fish n Chip shops, CCTV cameras, Flatbrokes the Bookies, job centres, Poundland stores, fracking sites, Wetherspoons discount booze pubs, welfare benefits assessment offices, police stations - and not forgetting London's 'traffic jam central' - the M25.

Four young charity-minded poets in Wales – all members of the Bryn Estyn Masochist Club - have agreed to be sealed in an abandoned mineshaft to compose 100 poems in 24 hours while flagellating each other with scourges made from desiccated jellyfish tendrils.

Not wishing to be outdone by their Welsh sheep shagging, self-harm contemporaries, a gaggle of literary student members of Oxford's Bullingdon Vandalism Society will spend the 2016 National Poetry Day necks-deep in the city's St Hugh's College septic tank – (once crapped in by such esteemed academic alumnus as Burmese political stooge Aung San Suu Kyi, ex Labour trollop Barbara Sandcastle and the Nasty Party's very own incumbent transvestite Prime Minister Terry 'Testosterone' May) - composing a rhyming thesis on why two of ex-poet laureate Ted Hughes' wives - Sylvie Plath 'and' Assia Wevill – could get so sick and tired of his doubly-depressing Crow poems that they'd opt out for terminal acts of suicide by sticking their individual heads in the kitchen gas oven.

In Scotland, 380,000 'Nonce Ponce' exposed-in-verse picture post cards will be given away by Edinburgh's Caber Tossers Club – while in grotty Glasgow Big Tissue street vendors will deliver poetry readings while stoned out of their heads on Shite Lightning cider and attempting to dodge the city's speeding runaway wheelie bin trucks.

Meanwhile, across the water, Ulster Orangemen plan to hold the finals of the Ireland National Poetry competition outside the Stormont Parliament Buildings, culminating in their annual 'Burn a Papist' bonfire and conducting a bevy of seasonal Molotov cocktail arson attacks on Belfast's Wankhill Road Catholic churches.

In what must constitute an ultimate act of utter of irony, poetry-themed tickets are to be distributed to luckless commuters and passengers (aka 'The Forgotten') squatting interminably on the platforms of London's major railway stations – in a pathetic effort to divert their irate attentions from the fact Southern Trains are on strike again – plus Rattle Track and Notwork Rail suffering a major disruption to services after gangs of Muslim immigrant scallies stole signal lights and overhead power cables from mainline routes.

Following his recital of Heaney's 'Shitting Forecast' poem on Channel 4 Radio, Prince Chazzer volunteered to bore listeners with 'a little verse from my very own regal hand – composed specially for this occasion'.

"Oh Mummy dear, when will You croak?
For this sixty-odd year reign is beyond a joke,
I clamour to hear your final death-rattle groan
So King Charles, Mk 3, might ascend the Throne.
And while Queen Camilla's busy baking cakes
I can master the art of the Boston Brakes
Then be shut of this chain-smoking nag –
(Spouse number two in a body bag).

Woe betide the fate of any political fool
That tries to deny My Divine Right to Rule
For Greedy Grocers marts throughout the land
Be commanded to carry our organic Highgrove brand.
Plus Gordonstoun school-rules top my education plan
As cold showers and sodomy are what make a man.

Then the Poundbury project shall come home to roost
And My Sovereign Grant cops for a 'times ten' boost,
With the NHS dispensing homeopathic tinctures and cures,
A panacea for all ills - warts or dandruff or syphilis sores.

Anarchists & dissenters – all bound for the Tower
When I resurrect Feudal Law to wield Absolute Power'
Thus a warning to satirists, just out for a laugh,
Ridiculing your Monarch will cop My Reptilian wrath;
Spitting Images producers – they're first for the chop,
Along with Burrell, al Fayed and Haynes' Republican crop,
Then dispense with this historic Child Sex Abuse inquisition
And restore My paedo pal Savile's nixed knighted position.

That's the Regal Plan so far - and hear the common herd sing:
"God Bless good old Chazzer" – and "Long Live the King."

Allergy warning: This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour 'and' decaffeinated public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references and lashings of bush telegraph innuendo.

Rusty’s Skewed News Views (Purveyors of Bespoke Satire) - enhanced with a modest touch of Yeast Logic and a piquant dash of Political Incorrectness: a news sheet and media source not owned by Raving Rupert Mudrock's News Corp and the uber-racist Zionist kikester lobby, committed to the relay of open source information – and immune from litigation under the statutes of the ‘Fair Comment in the Public Interest’ defence - (unless one has the audacity to dare expose, name and shame the membership ranks of Scotland's Masonic Speculative Society 'Nonce Ponce' Magic Circle / Violate BD/SM Club kiddie fiddling cabal – along with their Holyrood Parliament / Crown Office sodomite / paedo-enablers and cover-up protectors).

Thursday, 6 October 2016

'Pop Up Bobs' to Replace Plods

In today's ‘Enhanced Idiocy’ edition we bring you the latest and greatest in scandal-mongering hot gossip from Anarchy Central’s 24/7 Truth & Rumour Mill – with dispatches hand forged and crafted into bespoke satire to tempt the palates of all budding non-conformists, proto-nihilists and career radical pro-justice revolutionaries who carry the immortal bloodline of the rebel sons of Belial.

http://holliegreigjustice.blogspot.co.uk/2016/10/cutout-cops-how-can-you-tell-difference.html

Following the nationwide imposition of niggardly austerity measures by the Tory Nasty Party government that - since their execrable 2010 House of Conmans majority investiture - have slashed the budgets of essential social services throughout our once sceptred isle – local policing authorities are fielding a trial scheme that involves life-size cut-outs of plods being placed at the roadside to deter not only motorists from speeding but also scrotes and scallie types from indulging in road rage tailgating games - and stabbing fellow motorists who might be the imagined cause of some minor road courtesy infraction.

While officers in Scotland's grotty Grampian region have been using the so-called Pop-up Bob cut-out figures for two years in a futile attempt to reduce offending, Police Nonceland Chief Constable Phil Gormless confided to one gutter press hack from the Penny Pinchers Review that the life-size figures will eventually replace real plods - but serve to act as a visual 'long arm of the law' retribution reminder for those tempted to engage in criminal activities.

CC Gormless added that the Pop-Up Bob figures were also designed to act as a prevention deterrent aimed at pervy Freemasons and their Satanist pals intent on snatching wee kiddies for their ritual paedophile sex abuse and blood sacrifice gatherings – such as the attempt by stooges in Aberdeenshire rumoured to be acting on behalf of the aristocratic laird of the Cringegate estate at Fraserburgh - none other than Lord McNonce himself - who offered one hapless family £25,000 quid if His Eminence might 'borrow' their disabled, special needs son - a minor – to participate in an evening's buggery and BD/SM entertainment at the local Violate Club.

Inspector Hector McTadger of Grampian's Foulmouth Police Station informed media hacks "Since that scumbag Alex Salmond and his wee nippy replacement, the ridiculous Sturgeon woman, have slashed our policing budgets we utilise a life-size image of a uniformed plod to provide a visual reminder to criminals to try and persuade them to behave in a socially-acceptable manner."
"Trial uses of this prop in place of genuine resources has previously been well-received by local communities north of the border, and many folks simply can't tell the difference – apart from the fact the Pop-Up Bob's don't accept bribes or chase wrong-doers."

Conversely, similar attempts by officers in England to reduce crimes such as the culture of child sexual abuse practiced by the untouchable ranks of the Royal Family, Civil Service Mandarins, Parliamentary MPs and members of the Upper House of Frauds - positioning cut out Pop-Up Plods outside the likes of Barnes Elm Guest House, Dolphin Square and several London based paedo brothels specialising in underage 'little brown' immigrant sprogs - have unfortunately proved unsuccessful.

Angus Woddlepog, a police officer for 30 years in and around Glasgow, related to a media source from the Catamites Gazette that any initiative which might bring down the number of children going missing and being sexually abused – especially around Aberdeen – (now marked with the black mark of infamy as Scotland's 'Nonce Central') - was worth a try.

Woddlepog added "We've submitted a request to Police Scotland's Chief Constable, Phil Gormless, for funding to expedite a full evaluation to see if it's something that works as a deterrent in place of real police officers – especially around the British Home Stores' public toilets in the city's St Enoch's Centre shopping mall - where untouchable Scottish Legal Aid Board sodomites like Dirty Doug' Haggarty congregate to bugger underage rent boys - and so if this is an effective way of stopping such immoral and criminal behaviour then let's give the Pop-Up Bob cut-out plods a try."

Ah, now it all becomes as clear as mud as to why a failed Plod Squad Scotland investigation (2000 to present / 2016) into the serial rape and sexual abuse of special needs minor Hollie Greig - and a host of other wee kiddies - by a (to date) untouchable elitist Aberdeen-based Satanist nonce ring was such a scandalous shambles.

Here we all were, conspiracy theorists to a man, pointing the fickle finger of fate at the graft and corruption-ridden likes of Glasgow-based money-laundering / media-coercing / censuring solicitors for the cover-ups - along with the equally corrupt Freemason-infested Holyrood and Crown Office scum, bent plods and underage rent boy buggering Magic Circle Speculative Society sheriffs and judges - when it was simply a case of Pop-Up Bob being assigned to oversee the investigation and no f*cker or their dog ever checking on his progress.

Hey, perhaps that's why Scotland's historic child sexual abuse inquiry is as big a balls-up as Westminster's pathetic stalled efforts (several chairpersons and QC legal beagle advisors down before kick-off) and the Hollie Greig scandal not on the agenda for review cos Holyrood have assigned 'Pop'Up' cardboard cut-out versions of Susan O'Brien QC, Glenn Houston and Prof Michael Lamb to the inquiry panel.

Yet a further burning question comes to mind: was Pop-up Bob the officer on Police Nonceland's Bannockburn duty call desk back in July last year when a concerned passing motorist phoned in to report that a blue Renault Clio with two people inside had gone tits up off the road on the southbound carriageway of the M9, close to junction nine?
A scandalous incident that resulted in zero police response and the seriously injured Lamara Bell lying undiscovered next to her dead boyfriend, John Yuill, in their car for three days.

Then, to add insult to injury, one of Police Scotland's 'finest' (sic) left a 'Whoops, so sorry for delayed response' voicemail message on Lamara's mobile phone - ten days after she died of her sustained injuries in Glasgow's Queen Elizabeth University Hospital.

Oh yes, all this – and more – under the incompetent aegis of Police Scotland Chief Constable Sir Stephen House – who quit following the incident – before he was fired – and now replaced by the equally moronic Phil Gormless, as of January 2016.

Carbon Credits Cap & Trade Offset Exchange (aka Global Warming / Climate Change Pollution Reduction Scam) declaration: While a hefty score of conscience-stifled rabid royals, noncing nobles, politico ponces, bent money-laundering lawyers and corruption-ridden porky plods might have become collateral 'fear and alarm' casualties and thrown into paranoid psychosis states of scandalous exposure anxiety attacks, no innocent non-combatant women and kids - and especially so Syrian refugee children – or trees, fish, cormorants, bumble bees, small furry 'felcher friendly' sized mammals – ferrets and stoats, voles, moles, white mice, bum rats, chinchillas, hamsters, guinea pigs, gerbils, miniature coypus, dwarf beavers, etc – were harmed in posting this insurrectionist Truthsayer epistle.

Conversely, a large number of the NSA - GCHQ / Five Eyes Alliance’s Prism / Tempora / Carnivore / Echelon / X-Keyscore / SIG-INT I-Spy super snooper ‘Nosy Bastard’ wire-tap / IMSI catchers / eavesdropping / Eco-Giraffe data mining / TOR sniffing / JTRIG / Umbra Ultra-encrypted system’s nasty network electrons on Hubble Bubble Road in EMF smog-bound Cheltenham were shocked into high anxiety states and temporarily inconvenienced.

So bollocks with a large capital B to political correctness - from here on in this is our legacy - to rip away the Veil of Venus blinkers and awaken people's vigilance against the corrupt establishment's totalitarian encroachment - using their eyes and ears - and brains - to say 'what if?' and make that 'consequences be damned' / 'harm's way' / 'who gives a flying fuck' quantum leap to start thinking for 'themselves' and become agents of their own destiny.

No longer accepting and believing the propaganda and lies our corrupt gutter press and biased goggle box telly spew out in a disingenuous politically correct format – or the ruling regime's sinister de facto belief that trans-national kiddie fiddling is a global 'common core' cultural value that should be accepted by a morally-misguided public - and the age of consent lowered to three years – to accommodate their perverted Satanic sexual fetishes.

Allergy warning: This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with wild rumour 'and' hard public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references and lashings of bush telegraph innuendo.

Rusty’s Skewed News Views (Purveyors of Bespoke Satire) - enhanced with a modest touch of Yeast Logic and a piquant dash of Political Incorrectness: a news sheet and media source not owned by Raving Rupert Mudrock's News Corp and the uber-racist Zionist kikester lobby, committed to the relay of open source information – and immune from litigation under the statutes of the ‘Fair Comment in the Public Interest’ defence - (unless one has the audacity to dare expose, name and shame the membership ranks of Scotland's Masonic Speculative Society 'Nonce Ponce' Magic Circle / Violate BD/SM Club kiddie fiddling cabal – along with their Holyrood Parliament / Crown Office sodomite / paedo-enablers and cover-up protectors).

Friday, 19 August 2016

US Olympic Swimmers Win Gold: for Lying

In today’s ‘You Couldn't Make This Shit Up’ edition we bring you the latest and greatest in scandal-mongering hot gossip from 'Jumpin Joe' Mengele – our reformed Nazi 'guy on the ground in Rio' - manning the Olympics mobile hotline for Anarchy Central’s 24/7 Truth & Rumour Mill – with 'ring of the anvil' dispatches hand forged and crafted into bespoke satire to tempt the palates of all budding non-conformists, proto-nihilists and career radical pro-justice revolutionaries who carry the immortal bloodline of the rebel sons of Belial.

To secure his release from police custody for perverting the course of justice, US Olympic swimmer Jimmy Feigen has agreed to fork out a cash up front payment of $11,000 bucks (no credit cards or cheques) to a Brazilian charity (the Rio Police Dept) – stemming from charges which focus on his personal – and bad-ass 'bro-dom' buddies - criminal involvement in a dispute regarding a fantasised armed robbery that never occurred.

Feigen publicly confessed to one media hack from the Tosspots Gazette that he was a perjurious, deceitful scrote, and one of the four educationally-subnormal gold medallists who – including cloned amphibian 'Lyin Ryan' Lochte - hit the international gutter press headlines after Lochte claimed the group had been robbed at gunpoint by Brazilian scallies while on their way home from a late night boozy clubbing session around Rio's notorious Vila Mimosa 'Three Holers' red light district.

The bizarre story began when 'Jeah Man' Lochte's mother blabbed to US media hacks that her son has been robbed in Rio – at gunpoint - by four thieves kitted out in police uniforms.
The intellectually-challenged Lochte - an egocentric dork whose head is so far up his own arse it's a fucking wonder he can still draw breath - gave his own account of the events, claiming he and fellow doggy paddlers - Gunnar Bend-Over, Jack Conger-Eel and James Feigen - were returning by taxi from the Via Mimosa area's Los Paedos Club in the early hours of the morning when they were robbed at gunpoint by men who forced the vehicle to pull over.

Lyin Ryan further claimed a handgun barrel was pressed against his forehead when he refused to cooperate with the thieves' demands that he hand over his gold medals and Frequent Flyers Club card, and, casting himself as the all-American hero - stated it was only this courageous refusal and staring down his would-be assassins while singing the Star Spangled Banner - with right hand squarely on his heart - that saved the foursome from certain death.

Conversely the clique of jock swimmers failed to report the robbery incident to police or the US Olympic Committee – with Rio's Finest (sic) only get involved after seeing TV reports castigating their habitual inefficiency.
However, when the plods began to investigate, evidence appeared to reveal a matrix of deception and big black porky pies which told a different story and ruled out any possibility that the crime had ever occurred.

Rio police chief Artoro Corruptioni informed media hacks that "No robbery was committed against these athletes. My men were holding up and robbing motorists on the other side of the city that night, so they were not victims of the crimes they claim."
"Rather the case involved a clique of shit-for-brains drunken athletes with an exaggerated sense of entitlement, out and about in a host country, hell bent on an ego-driven power trip and displaying a disgraceful abuse of privilege by vandalising the crapper at a petrol station in Casa Wanka, some 10 miles from the Olympic Park at Barra da Fuckup - when they found the door locked and kicked it in – with the gas station security guard justifiably drawing his gun when one of the swimmers began behaving erratically and deliberately pissed on his work issue boots."

CCTV footage was recovered from the gas station 'and' of the drunken athlete's return to the Olympic Village, showing them laughing and joking - and handing over wallets, phones and with an assortment of medals hung around their necks as they passed through the security screens – proving that they had not been robbed.

At the first mention of the Rio police kick starting an investigation into the false robbery claims, Lyin Ryan was on a plane back to the good ole US of A faster than a rat out of an aqueduct – while his hapless vandalising buddies – Bend-Over and Conger Eel were snatched off their flight home – who, along with the already-collared Feigen, were coerced into telling the truth after copping a couple of 'persuasive' industrial strength Chinese Burns apiece and viewing a selection of piccies displaying the total lack of home comforts to be had inside a Brazilian 'suck n swallow' sodomite's paradise prison.

Feigen's lawyer, Benny Scumbaggio, told reporters "After a long deliberation with the Prosecutor's Office an agreement has been reached and my client will donate 35,000 reais ($10,800) to the Police Benevolent Fund – what your American bankster types refer to as 'lots and lots of money' - and with that the case is resolved and Jimmy Feigen can return home to his elitist WASP culture preppy pals in the US to smash up as many gas station toilet doors as he likes."

Were you in Brazil (where the nuts – and Espresso beans - come from) for the XXXI Olympiad? Did you actually compete in the Rio de Janeiro Olympics? Win a medal for the 'kicking in gas station bog doors' race – or for the 'perverting the course of justice' freestyle event? How about getting robbed at gunpoint while in a taxi? Did you make any mega-bucks donations to the Rio police's 'Graft & Corruption fund' to save your sorry, lying ass from criminal charges?

Send your comments using the online reply form below and you could win a Brazilian 'Get Outa Jail Free' voucher.
A selection of your comments may be published, displaying your name and address so people can call round and toss bricks through your windows, slash your car tyre and scrawl obscene expletive graffiti on your front fence.

Thought for the day. Hmmm, to paraphrase the title of his one-off crap TV show: 'What Would Ryan Lochte Do?' Make a run for it and leave his bro-dom white buddies in the shit and facing the music in police state Brazil.

Little wonder Lyin' Ryan's loutish public persona and obnoxious character have inspired a series of unflattering internet memes.
Ah well, WTF can we expect. Nowt changes – the 'Ugly American' abroad image is alive and well - and strikes yet again.

Allergy warning: This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with wild rumour 'and' hard public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references and lashings of bush telegraph innuendo.

Rusty’s Skewed News Views (Purveyors of Bespoke Satire) - enhanced with a modest touch of Yeast Logic and a piquant dash of Political Incorrectness: a news sheet and media source not owned by Raving Rupert Mudrock's News Corp and the uber-racist Zionist kikester lobby, committed to the relay of open source information – and immune from litigation under the statutes of the ‘Fair Comment in the Public Interest’ defence - (unless one has the audacity to dare expose, name and shame the membership ranks of Scotland's Masonic Speculative Society 'Nonce Ponce' Magic Circle / Violate BD/SM Club kiddie fiddling cabal – along with their Holyrood Parliament / Crown Office sodomite / paedo-enablers and cover-up protectors).

Wednesday, 17 August 2016

Internet Thought Police - Orwell Did Warn Us

In this morning’s ‘Fuck Political Correctness’ edition we bring you the latest and greatest in scandal-mongering hot gossip from Anarchy Central’s 24/7 Truth & Rumour Mill – with dispatches hand forged and crafted into bespoke satire to tempt the palates of all budding non-conformists, proto-nihilists and career radical pro-justice revolutionaries who carry the immortal bloodline of the rebel sons of Belial.

Bulk internet orders for 'Zombie Knives' have been placed by canny bogeymen hunters over the last 48 hours - to restock their vigilante arsenals before the ban on the quasi-religious armaments takes effect this Thursday.

Rumour has it that since the child-murdering Masonic-Satanist-Pederast cabal of untouchable sodomite-paedos that infest the Royal Household, the (un)Civil Service, both Houses of Parliament - 'and' the religious institutions / churches that clutter our once-sceptred isle - have evolved an immunity to Holy Water, garlic and silver bullets (and police inquiries) then Zombie blades are the only weapon that can righteously emasculate, disembowel and behead members of this diabolical kiddie fiddling clique.

cc: The Mayor’s Office for Policing And Crime (MOPAC)
: Online Thought Police Troll Tracking Squad
: Ministry for Enforcement of Political Correctness

Allergy warning: This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with wild rumour 'and' hard public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references and lashings of bush telegraph innuendo.

Rusty’s Skewed News Views (Purveyors of Bespoke Satire) - enhanced with a modest touch of Yeast Logic and a piquant dash of Political Incorrectness: a news sheet and media source not owned by Raving Rupert Mudrock's News Corp and the uber-racist Zionist kikester lobby, committed to the relay of open source information – and immune from litigation under the statutes of the ‘Fair Comment in the Public Interest’ defence - (unless one has the audacity to dare expose, name and shame the membership ranks of Scotland's Masonic Speculative Society 'Nonce Ponce' Magic Circle / Violate BD/SM Club kiddie fiddling cabal – along with their Holyrood Parliament / Crown Office sodomite / paedo-enablers and cover-up protectors).

Friday, 24 June 2016

Brexit OUT Vote: First EUSSR Domino Falls

In today’s ‘Enhanced Propaganda’ edition we bring you the latest and greatest in scandal-mongering hot gossip from the Brexit Stay or Leave camps – recorded live as and where the hype n hogwash narratives are spewed out by special interest politicos pursuing personal agendas - and transmitted faster than a speeding mullet (3.00×108 m/s) from chief bullshit analyst and reporter Annie Ångström to Anarchy Central’s 24/7 Truth & Rumour Mill – where 'ring of the anvil' dispatches are being hand forged and crafted into bespoke satire - to tempt the palates of all budding non-conformists, proto-nihilists and career radical pro-justice revolutionaries who carry the immortal bloodline of the rebel sons of Belial.

A 4% majority Brexit OUT vote: great stuff, now that one's got to put the inbred reptilian Illuminati globalists on the back foot for their Spew World Order agenda rethink.
52% versus 48% - which proves that the majority of our once-sceptred isle know WTF is going on and can still smell a rat a mile off - while the 'remaining' (sic) 48% haven't got a fucking clue.

And as to Scameron's pathetic 'Last Chance Saloon' negotiations to achieve special status for the UK – here the German word for attempting to improve something, but ending up by making things worse applies: verschlimmbessern.

But the shock n awe aftermath Doomsayer Cassandras are still at it with their hysterical scaremongering tactics and black propaganda predictions. The 'unelected' bigwig likes of the supremely arrogant alcoholic EUSSR Brussels' Chief Commissar, Jean Claude Wanker, Manky Martin Schultz, Catweazle impersonator Herman Van Rumpy-Pumpy, super-skanger Cecilia Malmström - and the IQ deficient EU President, Polack pud-puller Donny Tusker – with their schadenfreude culture and threats of 'Britain shall be punished'.

Then we have Rothshite Kosher Nostra stooge and jukebox politician without equal, New Labour's ex-PM Tony Bliar, stating for the public record that the Brexit vote marks a 'sad day for me personally'.
Hmmm, it's gonna be an even sadder day for the dog wanker when he's finally charged with a string of war crime offences – along with that other educationally sub-normal moron, Dubya Bush – and the rest of the pro-ZioNazi Neo-Con cabal that pulled the 9/11 false flag terrorist hit – and had Dr David Kelly assassinated.

To wit, the referendum result proves the Eurosceptics argument – that this dictatorial fascist behemoth – a self-consuming bureaucratic nightmare - is doomed – rotting from within – and the days of the graft and corruption ridden EUSSR's bloated bureaucracy gravy train passengers - these 'appointed' (read 'unelected') roost-ruling Masonic paedo / sodomite elitist tossers, with their exaggerated sense of entitlement and abuse of privilege, are numbered as the first domino falls – sending tremors through the remaining 27 European community nation states – and by default – providing a vacant slot for the totalitarian oppressive state of Turkey.

With regard to the boost for Euroscepticism, let's keep a sharp eye on the Kurumaku shadow rulers lurking (as socio-psycho cunts do) behind the black curtains – for Eire voted to Leave and they're still in – and Greece too so recently had an overwhelming vote to quit – and they're still in. Talk about defying the will of the voting demographic – a sleight of hand conjured phenomenon wherein legality is a construct and has fuck all links to justice.

Of course, one undisclosed nor debated covert agenda point is the fact the supranatural EUSSR puppet masters want Britain in – ready to supply cannon fodder for NATO's coming global dominance war with Russia (and China and Iran).
Hey, for the real agenda, just read up on the latter chapters of the Protocols of the Greedy Bastard Elders of Zion 'goyim fuck-over' manual for world domination – re-issued under the Agenda 21 / Agenda 2030 title.

Then we have Nasty Party spoiled brat Chancellor Gideon Osborne claiming the Leave vote has doom us all (well, the blue collar working class anyways) to a profound economic shock - with a second strike recession kicking in.
Bullshit – we've been in a recession – read 'depression' since his predatory bankster pals fucked the entire global Crapitalist system model up back in 2008.

Gideon claims Britain can't survive without the EUSSR? Utter and complete criminally deceptive bullshit. The truth of the matter lies with the stark fact that Brussels and the unelected graft and corruption-ridden EUSSR brass and associated bureaucracy can't survive without Britain – and a Brexit might well trigger a continent-wide cry for 'Out!'

Britain had a 7:6% GNP turnover in the year prior to becoming shackled to Brussels – now we're bollocks deep (and above) in unsustainable debt.
Britain the insular island – progenitor of the Industrial Revolution, and for better or worse on a moral scale of 1 to 10, established an Empire on which the sun never set.
Then the Nasty Party's mad menopausal PM, Slaggie Twatcher, comes along, gets a snot on with the unions and miners – and de-industrialises the nation.

Conversely, according to Osborne, if the Bolshie 52% anarchists had all voted to remain part of the EUSSR then a couple of years down the road, alike Job before us, our cups would runneth over and we'll all be able to afford to join the Bullingdon Vandals Club and smash up restaurants and pubs - and snort Pestco's Premium Grade Peruvian coke – and visit the delightful Max Mosley Memorial Gardens-situated BD/SM dungeons of celeb' 'Dark Side' Dominatrix, Natalie Rowe, where she can spank our bared arses and roger us with her strap-on dildo.

To we career anarchist / Eurosceptic types, the Remain politicos are traitors to this once-sceptred isle – and none more so than the credibility-deficient loopy Labour Party's all-new leader Jeremy 'Turncoat' Corbyn – a political stooge to his very core – whose days are most definitely numbered – when even his own brother thinks he's a cunt.

On the subject of New Labour wankers, we had sacked leader, Fast Eddy Millipede, stating for the public record: "This is a call to arms for all six million 18-24 year olds to register to vote" – and inadvertently touched on an embarrassing, ironic truth by default with the following loose-lipped demand: "Let's be clear about the danger: a decision not to vote is a decision to let someone else decide your future."
Yeah right – and thanks for that moronic slip of the tongue, Wallace: a Remain vote lets the EUSSR's non-elected top dog bureaucrats in Brussels decide our future.

On reflection, what a motley crew Scameron cobbled together – just a couple of days ago, doing the Remain campaign trail rounds in Bristol - with John 'Maastricht Traitor' Major and New Labour's ginger mingin Harriet Harmful – she of Paedophile Information Exchange scandal notoriety – all spouting such black propaganda garbage that whoever votes for the Brexit 'Leave' camp is doomed to cop a dose of the dreaded Zika 'Big Head' virus.

Then Scameron's campaign pantomime antics really took off, with the entire media / celebrity mesmerised common herd listening to the likes of shit for brains U2 frontsman and career knobhead poser Bono - and pikey tinker Blob Geldork - and David Beckham – a trio of moronic dog wankers preaching a Remain vote.

Fer fuck's sake, Geldork can't even teach his own daughter how to do drugs, let alone pontificate on what's best for the future of Britain - and as to 'Bend-Over' Beckham, the twat might have once been clued up on things 'soccer' orientated but, like the rest of our Parliamentary and bent civil service system membership, has fuck all idea about Britain's foreign policy requirements viz serving Britain's interests first and foremost. And to prove, in Beckham's case, he hasn't much of a qualified opinion on any fucking thing – considering what he got wed to and bred sprogs with - has shit taste in women (Victoria 'Skinny Spice' – formerly of the Adams Family).

Fuck me drunk on a Sunday – let there be thanks that entertainment industry celeb icons such as demi-Gods Garry Barlow or Simon Cowell or that flabby know-all poufter Stephen Fry – or Basil Brush and Tiny Clanger – haven't been on the goggle box screens, espousing the common herd to cast a Remain vote then it would all be over - and Bonkers Boris Nonsense, Pob Gove and the Brexit crew pre-empted and a lost cause before the ballot even took place.

Good to see that the last vestiges of our national democratic rights were exercised and the Brexit Leave camp gained a winning and respected majority.
For to remain in the pan-European community would be democracy demised – as the EUSSR is a totalitarian shitscape formed for the ruling special-interests oligarch / bankster cartel and dominated from the shadows by the puppet masters pulling the strings of their 'appointed' stooges – and TTIP's secret 27 chapter agreement (more at 'binding contract') would see Britain nailed to the cross of Corporatocracy - wherein the common herd will be shit on and shafted even more so than now.

This point regardless, given the facility of 20/20 hindsight, Nasty Nicola Sturgeon's Scottish Nonce Party dominated Scotland backed another loser and voted to Remain. And these are the clowns who want Independence for Nonceland and a split from the rule of Westminster – hence the creation of a Dis-United Kingdom – and moronically still be part of the EUSSR and governed by Brussels bureaucrats. Now how fucking daft can you get.

Moralist / Biblical beliefs besides, there is no right or wrong – no good or bad – it all comes down to maintaining the millenniums-old status quo – and keeping the establishment Them – the Brotherhood of the Snake - in power and control – and the Capitalist debt / control freak jackboot on our proverbial common herd necks.

And that's precisely how we ended up tied (shackled) to this bureaucratic monstrosity in the first instance – thanks to the paedo orphan / catamite strangling Tory scumbag Ted Heath, blackmailed into driving our once-sceptred isle viz EUSSR membership and replacing Britain's prefix of Great with that of Broken. Same with Manky Major – and the Maastricht Treaty signing – another victim to the Three B's Strategy: Bullied / Blackmailed / Bribed.

So, finally to the $64,000 bucks burning question of the day: who ordered the murder – more at 'politically opportune assassination' – of Jo Cox – (a scary parallel to the murder of pro-EUSSR / Euro single currency advocate, Swedish foreign minister Anna Lindh on the eve of the Euro adoption vote) - with Cox's birthday falling precisely the day before the Brexit referendum – perhaps to deify her out of all sensible proportion – and entreat a mob of sympathy 'Awww, just for Jo' as a birthday pressy' Remain votes.

Did the malevolent orders come out of Downing Street? Doubtful – all too craven and stupid now that war crim' Tony 'Miranda' Bliar's gone. MI5 took it on their own backs – following orders from the Square Mile based Rothshite Kosher Nostra crime syndicate – acting on advice from the venal psychos at the Tavistock Institute? (same cunts who scripted 7/7 false flag terrorist attacks) Or Chatham House / Fabian's New World Order Tonton Macoute thugsters?

Or a regal edict out of Fuckingham Palace – from arch-scumbag and daughter-in-law murder suspect Prince Stavros – or direct from Brussels – or Washington – or was it the illegal / rogue Israeli ZioNazi state's Mossad and their scumbag British-based kikester sayanim – acting on the orders of the Minister of Public Security, Gilad Erdan – the creep PM Bobo Nuttyahoo has appointed and tasked with discrediting / killing (sic) the Boycott, Divestment & Sanctions movement and campaigners - as payback for Cox's wholehearted support for, and propagation of, the Palestinian BDS campaign?

And how pathetic the Remain bids became, with Posh Dave Scameron and his Nasty Party Tory scumsters using Cox's engineered demise (assassination / murder by mental health casualty / mind control victim Thomas McPatsy of the Yorkshire-based Guy Fawkes Appreciation Society's 21st Far Right Extremist Brigade) - to drive a Brexit referendum Remain vote 'and' rubbing hands with glee at the prospect of a forthcoming by-election for Cox's House of Conmans 'safe seat' and hopefully hoof faction-ridden New Labour out – and a Tory candidate in.

Oh well, at least this time around – unlike so many other of the MI5 / MI6 false flag scams - it was an actual yokel / IQ-deficient / mental health patient Brit' citizen – (an actual C of E Protestant Whitey) involved - and not the usual stereotyped Leeds-based Mohammed al Patsy & Co that are purported to have pulled off the ultimate in terrorist suicide bombing attacks on 7/7, then missed their trains – and ended up at Canary Wharf in an attempt to shout "We've bin set up!" – then shot stone dead – and silenced - by the shitbag, system-serving Met / Force Recon / Increment crew assassins.

To cap it all viz insult to injury, the corrupt lowlife establishment scum had Jo Cox's hubby, Brendan broadcasting on radio and TV media channels – with nary a tear nor sob in his voice as he reads the script to deify Jo to martyr status – by fighting against the hatred that killed her (the evil Brexit 'Leave' gang) – and voting Remain –"it's what Jo would have wanted".
Yeah right – to be ruled over by a bunch of corrupt elitist criminals in Brussels.

So is Scameron going to take a pointer from Alice and do six impossible things before breakfast? Starting with getting off his flabby public school arse to invoke Article 50 of the Lisbon Treaty in the coming days - thus triggering a divorce negotiation that could drag out for two fucking years - a vastly complicated legal and political process that requires Broken Britain to unpick some 80,000 pages of laws binding a subservient UK to the EUSSR?

Ha, never mind Alice's six impossible things before breakfast - Scameron and his toe rag Tory cronies haven't done six 'possible' things of any fucking use since they slithered into office via a Lib-Dum coalition 'fix' seven years ago.

Well the Nasty Party are in need of a new PM now Posh Dave Scameron's shot his bolt and about to exit stage left – with ex-London Mayor Bonkers Boris Nonsense – (albeit incumbent Tory MP for Poxbridge & Gymslip) – is the odds-on firm favourite at Flatbrokes - Britain's ubiquitous High Street bookies - to take his place – a factor acceptable to the Tory hierarchy - 'if' Boris - (the only man on Earth with a worse haircut than NorKor's renegade psycho leader Kim Jong Un) - pledged to get his unruly mop trimmed.

Finally a closing word from Britain's oldest Brexit Leave campaigner, the stalwart 96-year old Mrs Gladys Higgs-Boson, of Hadron Collider Terraces, Scunthorpe: "Vote fuckin' OUT an' tell 'em ter stick their Stalinist Soviet EUSSR model up their arses. Merkel's pushin' wot her Dad – Hitler – wanted – a European Union – wiv the Krauts in charge. Fer fuck's sake – the effin' Germans an' them foul an' foreign Frenchie twats is our historical enemies. Wot the fuck are we doin' in any kind of contrived economic union wiv these arrogant, psycho bastards, I asks yer?"

Thought for the day. So WTF is wrong with the EUSSR system? First off we have the European Parliament, where MEPs are elected by the voting public demographics of member nation states to represent them and okay or veto proposed new EU laws that they have no say in the creation of.

Then we have the European Council, where the nations’ leaders meet but again whose role excludes proposing new legislation. This task lies with the appointed members of the European Commission, which consists of 28 commissioners - one for each member country. These jukebox politico scumsters are not elected but appointed – based on nepotistic brownie points - by each EUSSR member nation’s current leader – and it is these unelected commissioners who create the laws, not the leaders or MEPs we vote in.

Take prudent note that the 2007 Treaty of Lisbon replaced all previous treaties as the new EUSSR 'Corporatocracy' constitution - a treaty under which it is impossible for any country to petition a law once it has been enacted.

So where do the EUSSR Commissioners get their ideas for the laws? These are the brainchild of the European Round Table of Industrialists – a covert graft and corruption-ridden cabal that consists of fifty-odd Chief Executives and Chairmen of major multi-national companies.
The very same bankster / military-industrialist author / architects now pushing the top secret TTIP agreement (along with the CETA, TPP, NAFTA, FTAA, CAFTA – and a host of other diverse acronym-titled diabolical scams) and the realisation of the Hitlerian Nazi Fortress Europe – the United States of Europe - and all Hell bent on the dissolution of sovereign identity and the total dismemberment of nation states, reshaping Europe's (and the World's) historical borders to create ethnically-conflicting mongrel 'Regions' - as Federalisation is enacted under the ZioNazi Neo-Con Globalist New World Order Corporatocracy system of government - a potential panopticon surveillance / jackboot recipe for a Brussels-based dictatorship run on the principles totalitarian-fascism – under the planned 'Europol / Eurojust' (read Gestapo / Stasi) martial law police state.

And here we're confronted with this clique's typical aloof and obnoxious attitude when displaying their customary contempt towards of the spoken will of the people - the British common herd – for whom non-compliance / non-conformist mindset is hereon a work in progress – so the elite be aware cos we, the uneducated media / goggle box mesmerised worker ant drones you regard as debt slaves, are sick to the back fucking teeth with the EUSSR's Soviet model compliant populace dream model – run on Op Gladio scaremongering threats and testing our collective patience to the outer limits n back . Thus to quote a threadbare cliché – Be Afraid – Be Very Afraid. – cos it's all gonna come crashing down around your pointy little pervert heads – 1789 tumbrels n guillotine fashion - and Brexit, on our part, is just the beginning.

Hence our Brexit win be a blessing and good riddance to bully boy Brussels and the EUSSR fascist thug state. Now perhaps we can ditch the scabby little EU passports and get back to issuing our beloved and iconic dark blue British editions of yesteryear.

So bollocks with a large capital B to political correctness - from here on in this is our legacy - to rip away the Veil of Venus blinkers and awaken people's vigilance against the corrupt establishment's totalitarian encroachment - using their eyes and ears - and brains - to say 'what if?' and make that 'consequences be damned' / 'harm's way' / 'who gives a flying fuck' quantum leap to start thinking for 'themselves' and become agents of their own destiny.

No longer accepting and believing the propaganda and lies our corrupt gutter press and biased goggle box telly spew out in a disingenuous politically correct format – or the ruling regime's sinister de facto belief that trans-national kiddie fiddling is a global 'common core' cultural value that should be accepted by a morally-misguided public - and the age of consent lowered to three years – to accommodate their perverted Satanic sexual fetishes.

To conclude, fuck the Devil's demonic Satanás and the crypto-Judahist sayanim scum – along with the Vatican-regime's flabby, maladjusted Masonic / Opus Dei / Jesuit Ninth Circle / Sovereign Order of the Shites of Malta secret handshake psycho-sodomite-felching-pederast-necrophiliac / parabiosis-addicted ruling elitist paedocide fraternity – plus their Crapitalist shifty Shylock bankster brethren and their shelf life expired fractional reserve fraudulent and usury-rigged system's zillion % APR mark-ups, toxic credit default swaps, sub-prime whatsit loans and 'bespoke tranche opportunities' (sneakily re-branded CDS).

And let's not forget to cast equal curses upon the tents of Big Brother and his Common Purpose Colombine sister – nor overlooking the 'by Divine Right' parasitic anachronisms referred to as the 'Royal Family' - nor the profit-motivated / money-grubbing Moloch / Mammon worshipping Agenda 21 architects of the Rothshite ZioNazi New World Order Globalisers - the Round Table dog wankers, and their Council on Foreign Relations and Trilateral Commission pondscum pals from the Carlyle Group and Kissasser Associates and military-industrial armaments cabal who comprise the elitist ranks of the annual Dildoberger cabal pow-wow – and spin the trans-dimensional reptilian conjured yarn that the tried and tested key to conflict resolution is via more bloody conflict.

Carbon Credits Cap & Trade Offset Exchange (aka Global Warming / Climate Change Pollution Reduction Scam) declaration: While a hefty score of conscience-stifled rabid royals, noncing nobles, politico ponces, bent money-laundering lawyers and corruption-ridden porky plods might have become collateral 'fear and alarm' casualties and thrown into paranoid psychosis states of scandalous exposure anxiety attacks, no innocent non-combatant women and kids - and especially so Syrian refugee children – or trees, fish, cormorants, bumble bees, small furry 'felcher friendly' sized mammals – ferrets and stoats, voles, moles, white mice, bum rats, chinchillas, hamsters, guinea pigs, gerbils, miniature coypus, dwarf beavers, etc – were harmed in posting this insurrectionist Truthsayer epistle.

Conversely, a large number of the NSA - GCHQ / Five Eyes Alliance’s Prism / Tempora / Carnivore / Echelon / X-Keyscore / SIG-INT I-Spy super snooper ‘Nosy Bastard’ wire-tap / IMSI catchers / eavesdropping / Eco-Giraffe data mining / TOR sniffing / JTRIG / Umbra Ultra-encrypted system’s nasty network electrons on Hubble Bubble Road in EMF smog-bound Cheltenham were shocked into high anxiety states and temporarily inconvenienced.

Allergy warning: This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with wild rumour 'and' hard public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references and lashings of bush telegraph innuendo.

Rusty’s Skewed News Views (Purveyors of Bespoke Satire) - enhanced with a modest touch of Yeast Logic and a piquant dash of Political Incorrectness: a news sheet and media source not owned by Raving Rupert Mudrock's News Corp and the uber-racist Zionist kikester lobby, committed to the relay of open source information – and immune from litigation under the statutes of the ‘Fair Comment in the Public Interest’ defence - (unless one has the audacity to dare expose, name and shame the membership ranks of Scotland's Masonic Speculative Society 'Nonce Ponce' Magic Circle / Violate BD/SM Club kiddie fiddling cabal – along with their Holyrood Parliament / Crown Office sodomite / paedo-enablers and cover-up protectors).