The 2015-16 World Fitba Thread!

By the way Feebles, you are NOT in a minority.

31% of votes went to the Conservatives.

69% of votes went elsewhere.

 

I've literally been in a two day huff. I just don't get it. Living in the NE and seeing the Tories get so many votes is just beyond comprehension. Their entire strategy was 'vote for us and we'll cut taxes a bit but sell everything off and make the really, really poor suffer'. To me and everyone I now that is the personification of evil. Even UKIP got more votes on their simple 'foreign people will have to pay for poor people' message.

Yet south of Darlington, that selfish horseshit won shitloads of seats. How can people be like this? Can people not see what is coming here? They must be able to - they must simply not care. It makes me weep with anger and frustration. What a shitty bunch of cunts the English are.

MTF

 

http://www.theguardian.com/politics...-return-centre-ground-general-election-defeat

Tony Blair has insisted that Labour can recover from its disastrous general election defeat only if it reoccupies the centre ground of British politics, proudly championing a pro-business agenda and bold new ideas to reform public services.


Why does this creep continue to get such great coverage :dunno:

 

Years ago Peter Hitchens said that anybody who was young enough to do so should emigrate while they still could. He was guffawed off the tele.

 

My (first-class) UG dissertation (in 2005) was entitled '2005 - Worst Election Ever? Why FPTP makes a mockery of supposed democracy in a modern United Kingdom'. Published on Lexis and everything. No-one knows how shambolic this electoral system is better than I do. I was ten years ahead of the current debate. I have the thesis to prove it.

MTF ::

 

There must be a repentance. Or something. Some action to humanize the proceedings.
As soon as I heard the Zen master close the front door, I drained my waterglass full of scotch. Then I ran out through the candlelit room of jabbering bastards, found the door (that was a job, for a moment), and I opened the door, closed it, and there I was- about 15 steps behind Mr. Zen.
We still had 45 or 50 steps to go to get down to the parking lot. I gained upon him, lurching, two steps to his one.
I screamed: "Hey, Masta!"
Zen turned. "Yes, old man?"
Old man?
We both stopped and looked at each other on that winding stairway there in the moonlit tropical garden. It seemed like a time for a closer relationship.
Then I told him: "I either want both your motherfucking ears or your motherfucking outfit --- that neon-lighted bathrobe you're wearing!"
"old man, you are crazy!"
"I thought Zen had more moxie than to make unmitigated and offhand statements. You disappoint me, Masta!"
Zen placed his palms together and looked upward.
I told him, "I either want you motherfucking outfit or your motherfucking ears!"
He kept his palms together, while looking upward.
I plunged down the steps, missing a few but still flying forward, which kept me from cracking my head open, and as I fell downward toward him, I tried to swing, but I was all momentum, like something cut loose without direction. Zen caught me and straightened me.
"My son, my son-"
We were in close. I swung. Caught a good part of him. I heard him hiss.
He stepped one step back. I swung again. Missed. Went way wide left. Fell into some imported plants from hell. I got up. Moved toward him again. And in the moonlight, I saw the front of my own pants --- splattered with blood, candle-drippings and puke.
"You've met you master, bastard!" I notified him as I moved toward him.
He waited. The years of working as a factotum had not left muscles entirely lax. I gave him one deeply into the gut, all 230 pounds of my body behind it.
Zen let out a short gasp, once again supplicated the sky, said something in the Oriental, gave me a short karate chop, kindly, and left me wrapped within a series of senseless Mexican cacti and what appeared to be, from my eye, man-eating plants from the inner Brazilian jungles.
I relaxed in the moonlight until this purple flower seemed to gather toward my nose and began to delicately pinch out my breathing.

 

Because he is the personification of successful modern politics. No real ideology but the cult of personality and the sheer self-belief to carry him through to immersurable power makes him the model that Cameron et al aspire to. They call him 'The Master' to this day.

MTF

 

See this is the narrative now - a manifesto promising deficit cuts every year, a cut in business rates and the the most 'competitive' corporation tax rates in the g7 was just too far left for voters to handle. Fuck knows where the fact that the only party which A) offered an alternative to the left of that and B) had an actual chance of winning seats won 56 of the 59 seats it contested fits into said narrative.

 

How much is lexis nexus these days, I'd like read your dissertation, if for no other reason than that I can quote it and sound braw clever in front of other people!!

 

Fundamentally they've bought what they've been told about confidence fairies and the British government being one false move away from running out of British pounds. They want 'safe hands' to chart a 'steady course'. They probably feel bad about disabled people's lives being made a misery & whatnot but there is no alternative so best not think about it too much.

 

What??

 

Emigrate to where?

 

I dunno. The entire thing reminds me of the hip-hop scam. Mo money mean mo power. London is uber-aggressive. People need to know their placE

 

Good question. Canada seems good.

 

Not even joking, I've applied for a job at a University in Holland. European Law lecturer. Anywhere people can speak English is good. If I get offered the post, I'm fucking offmans.

MTF

 

I'll dig an original copy out of my laptop and send it over...

MTF

 

I feel for Feebles. I'm not that Nice and I've made loads of my own fuck ups but I feel for him as he seems really observant In the religious sense of the word. Devout I suppose. I'm not devout just an interested party. A self-interested party.

 

I don't know that Holland or Canada are a great deal better

 

I cannot abide the selfishness of man. It's simply inhumane.

MTF

 

Diaz vs Delgado on the tele

 

Nor do I. But I know they can't be a great deal worse. And what transpired here this week was abominable.

MTF

 

Ok
Meh, you promised to bail me out with my legal issues too:red:alm: ::

 

Scotland is inherent left wing. Labour was too right wing to appeal to Scots, so the SNP filled the left ground and mopped up. Miliband was too frightened to be left wing enough to appeal to Scots but too left wing to appeal to the English, who are inherently greedy. Classic case of falling between two stools. Hence he lost. Twice.

MTF

 

Yeah. Something is driving it now though. Like you are nobody until you've raped them too. Theft is not enough. It has to be aggravated.

 

I wonder what his father would think of it.

Anyways, I think Scotland just got fast tracked to if not oootright I dependences then something bleddy akin tae it.

 

I know. Apologies. Life came and shit on everything from a great height. I'll sort something lad. :blackcloud:

Dug the dissertation out. Where do you want it sent?

MTF

 

Not at all mate. My problems are fuck all lad. My email is a Hotmail.com special, with tre as the first part and my surname as the rest. Now you don't go all Alan Turing on me!!!!

 

We're down

 

Deservedly so, no semblance of a fight today. Fuck off.