Friday, 13 November 2009

Will Self is a Cunt

It really pained me last night to see Will self (the overpaid witticist and smackhead knob) personally attack Dame Pauline Neville-Jones.

I happened to meet her in 1997, at the Commonwealth Heads of Government Conference in Edinburgh. She is a lovely, intelligent woman (though a bit posh), and we got royally pissed and sung 'Mack the Knife' on the karaoke.

Truly, Mr Self - you would be drinking through a straw for months if I met you.

Tuesday, 10 November 2009

Jacqui Janes

Well, everyone else is posting on the subject, so here's my two pennworth.

My views on the monocular mentalist are well known - I have friends in Stan at the moment and am disgusted by the underequipment and the total logistical fuck up that puts them at risk.

To lose a son because there were too few helicopters in theatre, while knowing that because of crap procurement there are 9 Chinooks sat in Odiham, and because of crap planning all the Merlins aren't yet ready for deployment - Jacqui Janes has every right to be angry.

I've just listened to Labour Party apologists on the radio trying to say that it was a private conversation and that we should all feel sorry for the blind nutter. Sorry, folks, but this twat wants to be prime minister and tell me how to live my life - I'd quite like him to be competent, and at the
very least to learn to fucking spell.

I'm not a great Sun reader, but they have done a public service by highlighting the insensitivity and incompetence of the man who claims to lead this once great country.

And if I hear one more Labour stooge on the radio I'm going to hit someone.