The 2015-16 World Fitba Thread!

Here is Hanzy's Moll.......

 

"Three........Three...........Three Hundred and.............Wow.......Sixteen.....Three Hundred and Sixteen...I think...."

 

There are a few sweet Indian girls in my work im gonna try and get me some of that

 

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Ethnic gerrymandering by Labour in London. Fuck them.

 

Samantha Cameron is quite attractive isn't she?

 

Yes.

Did you see the way he was pushing his nose into her eye. Such a great lover.

 

Ethnic 'Gerry'mandering is Sinn Fein in Northern Ireland.

 

They aren't importing Catholics in a great big funking potato boat from the South, are they.

Basically Labour invited any and every Shisha Barge and Banana Raft into the place and said, "Well done, you're a labour voter now".

 

Poor ed. Amusing ourselves to death innit

 

I do have a personal sympathy for him, but none for his party or what they stand for.

 

Apology accepted...

MTF ::

 

Irish admitting he's on twatter, there.

MTF ::

 

I sympathise with Ed. He proved himself a genuine chap by standing for his convictions and falling immediately on his sword when they fell flat. He was never electable but he was genuine in his convictions and I happily voted for him ahead of the sheer evil bastard in charge of the asylum now.

I'm a natural Labour voter. Proper Labour - not the hideous, right-wing version Blair and his cunt friends sold to the nation. The problem I have, and eight million others like me have, is that the majority don't share the same socialist principals. Greed is still good.

MTF

 

Honestly, I hate this fucking country at times like this. I cannot fathom the thought process that believes that the worst off should go fuck themselves as long as I am alright. Two thousand years of supposed civilisation and we are still at the 'I'm alright Jack' stage of human evolution. What kind of person thinks it is okay to reduce taxes to make the disabled get less? I pay fucking shitloads of tax and begrudge not a penny to the unemployed and any cent to bankers and their friends. How the fuck am I in the minority?

Fuck this country.

MTF

 

1,200 a month is my tax cut. When Cameron and his cronies say 'the hardworking taxpayer doesn't want to pay for the unemployed' I want to punch his fucking face in. I'll pay for the unemployed all day. If it wasn't for Cameron and his cunt friends, there wouldn't be any fucking unemployed.

MTF

 

:: I do not have a twitter account.


I would probably have a large strain of Labour in me, for example protection of the working persons economic rights, access to healthcare, and above all access to decent housing.

My only real affection for UKIP stems from the way they are treated by the degenerate lefties, rather than any of their actual political manifests.

In fact, they probably are a one-issue party, at present, and even then I prefer a renegotiation of the political nature of our relationship with Europe rather than wholescale withdrawal.

I don't know what the Conservatives are about. They aren't really a Conservative Party and have not been, at least since they threw out Enoch Powell. I have always always always disagreed with the destruction of the British Manufacturing industries, which had come into existence through the innate ingenuity and inventiveness of the Victorians who themselves reaped the rewards of the Enlightenment. It is hard to imagine Winston Churchill, Benjamin Disraeli, or any other individual of a "Conservative" hue overseeing so happily the wholescale elimination of manufacturing industry.

I cannot eat, wear, taste or absorb financial services. Coffee shops and Chicken Cottages serve only limited functions. Likewise, I cannot "Rape Culture" or "White Privilege" my way to the top. I cannot afford a house or a flat in London. I can afford land outside London but then I cannot find work outside London. Besides, the restrictive building practices, originally designed to stop people turning the place into Bungalow Blitz, are now being used to prop up the share price of people like Foxtons.

Nick Cohen is one of very very few lefties upon whom a certain dim reality is finally dawning. He has realized, perhaps too late, precisely why it is that Labour has suffered this hammering. They have abandoned their core vote. Millions of people, primarily White, working-class, and living outside-London, find themselves utterly marginalized and not just marginalized, but belittled and ignored.

Labour heaped up its own funeral pyre. It imported votes from the Commonwealth and beyond in the hope that the Conservatives could never win another election. That has worked to a minor extent. The Conservatives cannot carry London, not even close. The few results it has are the likes of Zack Goldsmith down in Richmond, which lets face it, isn't exactly Tower Hamlets. But there are only so many seats in London. Not enough to carry an election.

There may be 10 million people in London but there are 40 million outside it. Perhaps this minor arithmetic inconvenience was lost on the Labour Party. Perhaps, in time, their imported voters will fan out of London and into Kent, Essex and the Home Counties. This is entirely possible. But it is unlikely, by the time they get there, that they themselves will remain outright, guaranteed Labour voters.

If anything, as Right-to-Buy is expanded, they will sell, at ENORMOUS profit, the council flats that they have been gifted. They will probably acquire notions about themselves. And become Conservatives.

England is an odd country, much removed from Spain or Italy and a lot of other countries in that it remains remarkably corruption-free despite its mercantile capitalist nature. That has been changing and will continue to do so. I do not regard modern conservative voters as being akin to those of yore. When the news that Ed Balls had lost his seat hit the floor of a major trading house in Canary Wharf, it was met with thunderous applause. Had any of those traders been pulled to one side and asked where Ed Balls had been MP for, and could they find it on a map, and tell us something about it, I am sure that they would have been found wanting.

In essence, there is a huge deal of wrongdoing on both sides.

 

Save the first hand experience of a massive taxbill I feel exactly the same way. I've tried to take reflective moments to understand the motive force of these people but every time I try to there's just a loud static noise in my skull like a detuned radio.

 

Chicken Cottage my main man. Starbucks. Costas. LOADSAJOBZ

 

Duke had this daughter, Lala, they named her, she was 4. it was his first child and he had always been careful not to have children, fearing that they would murder him somehow, but now he was insane and she delighted him, she knew everything that Duke was thinking, there was that line that ran from her to him, from him to her.
Duke was in the supermarket with Lala and they talked back and forth, saying things, they talked about everything and she told him everything she knew and she knew very much, instinctively, and Duke didn’t know very much but he told her what he could, and it worked, they were happy together.
“what’s that?” she asked.
“that’s a coconut.”
“what’s inside?”
“milk and chewy stuff.”
“why’s it in there?”
“because it feels good in there, all that milk and chewy stuff, it feels good inside of that shell. It says to itself, ‘oh my, I feel so good in here!’ “
“why does it feel good in there?”
“because anything would. I would.”
“no, you wouldn’t. you wouldn’t be able to drive your car from inside of there, you wouldn’t be able to see me from inside of there, you wouldn’t be able to eat bacon and eggs from inside of there.”
“bacon and eggs aren’t everything.”
“what is everything?”
“I dunno. maybe the inside of the sun, frozen solid.”
“the INSIDE OF THE SUN…? FROZEN SOLID?”
“yep.”
“what would the inside of the sun be like if it were frozen solid?”
“well, the sun’s supposed to be this ball of fire. and I don’t think the scientists would agree with me, but I think it would be like this.”
Duke picked up an avocado.
“wow!”
“yeah, that’s what an avocado is: frozen sun, we eat the sun and then we walk around feeling warm.”
“is the sun in all that beer you drink?”
“yes, it is.”
“is the sun inside of me?”
“more than anybody I have ever known.”
“and I think you got a great BIG SUN inside of you!”
“thank you, my love.”

 

It's hard to say. It seems that some mentality has been created that is infecting people. It states thus: "You are nobody until you are crushing others".

It's not enough to be rich anymore. You have to break them too.

Noblesse Oblige is dead.