Category: Bad News

With news so dire, you’re going to wanna enroll in the Rifle, Hipflask & Church Steeple Club©.

…well, duh, O Commie Dwarf:  more “workers’ rights” = “less money to fund space exploration”.

…these ads are created by city trendies who have no teenage girls.

…name just ONE.

…and when you read the criteria for membership, you’ll be thankful that you don’t qualify.

…it will stop when you stop worrying and start ignoring.

…oh man, would I love to introduce this snowflake to some real Gestapo agents, or a couple apartheid-era South African cops of my acquaintance.

…the word you are looking for is “betrayed”, not “outed”.  Punishable by:

…and if I called for a volunteer to push this asshole out of the chopper, I’d be killed in the stampede.

…you have to ask yourself who would be surprised by this news item.

…from the Department of the Blindingly Obvious.

…and the very next day after that happens, someone’s going to shoot you in the face.  Enjoy the revolution.

…and she looks pretty much as you suspect she would.  Ordinarily I would tell her boyfriend to find another woman, but from the looks of him, she’s probably as good as he’ll ever get. — Dr. Kim

And now, to cheer you all up after all the bad news:

One for my Readers Over There:

Let’s hear it for the Ozzies:

For my Canucki-Readers:

Finally, for the Seffricans:

Requests from other nations’ Readers will be taken under consideration.

…with only occasional links, but always commentary.

…such as hard work, honesty and education that doesn’t include pickpocketing lessons.

…fuck off, Food Scolds.

…except that the first is reality, the second, fantasy — you Royal twerp.

…because that “Find the cracker guilty or we’ll burn the city down” policy seems to be working pretty well.

…stop, stop, my sides are hurting…

…it’s so cute that the writer thinks that “common sense” and “government policy” can coexist.

…result:

And on the topic of vaccines:

 
…and:

…which should come as a surprise to absolutely… nobody.

And on a related topic, all in a single week:

…because, as any fule kno, China is asshoe.

Time for some INSIGNIFICA:

     

And finally:

…and as a child of the Sixties , all I can say is:  “Welcome back, girls!”

…I have missed you all SO much.

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Okay, vote for your favorite 3 pics, ranked 1-3, in Comments.   They’re numbered from left to right, top to bottom, eg:

#2:

#6:

Have at it.

Trivia, propaganda, and made-up nonsense, all treated with the respect they deserve.

…don’t be too sure, Scooter.  Depends on whose knee is on your neck.

…as someone once said, you would have to have a heart of stone not to laugh like a hyena at this one.

…finally, something President Braindead does that I can get behind.  [/selfish]

…frankly, I think the Izzies should do a lot more of it.  (Fucking with the ragheads, and bragging about it.)

…okay, can we go back to calling them the other thing then? [/wetbacks]

…wherein Germany tries to copy Canada.

…as Dr. Increasingly-Irrelevant strives to lose his title by finding another dead horse to beat.  And speaking of irrelevancies:

…yeah, the only good thing about Covid was that it pushed this shrill little scold out of the headlines.  So now she gets to scold the world on medical issues?

…I’m torn between indifference, and the prospect of future schadenfreude.

and:

…begging the question:  what, exactly, are the cases they will accept, if not on election fraud and Constitutional freedoms?  Useless fuckers.

Now for some INSIGNIFICA:

   
   
…although to break my own rule, for once:  odds of Our Kim K. ending up with a White royal, billionaire or A-lister:  1,000 to 1.

Finally, some REAL news:

So here’s a small preview thereof:

Hey, it counts as news:  she’s a radio host, right?  Here’s a non-calendar pic of her going to work:

To paraphrase the late Cilla Black:  That’s a lorra-lorra woman, right there.

Short and not-so sweet.

…also, a line of Ferrari vacuum cleaners, toaster ovens and curling irons.  What the hell:  why not?

…I know:  sing a song, bonk a groupie, sing a song, fight with Keith, bonk a groupie, sing a song, rip off the Beatles, bonk a groupie, sing a song, bank lots of money.  All very boring, really.

…I think he’s confusing 2021 America with 1971 South Africa.

…of course not.  When they’re not even going to release his name…

…well, they would;  they’re all fucking old-school Communists and they sing off the same song sheet.

…ya thank?  [watching all American professional sports circle the drain]

…so for all the vets who voted Democrat:  enjoy your problem.  Too bad about the rest.

…and just so we’re all in the know, they’re not the only European country where you can bonk a middle-schooler without penalty.

…considering that one usually turns off the light before going to sleep, I would imagine that any wall color would be irrelevant .

…and they say engineers are boring.  Key word:  Scotland.

…I would suggest that before he goes to jail, he be tied spreadeagled and naked to a scaffold.  Then a few serious butch lesbians are given baseball bats and turned loose on him, so that he can take a little pleasure in his own pain, fear and humiliation.  Or maybe I’m just being too harsh.

…of course, by “conservatives”, they mean “conservative Communists”, i.e. Trotskyites, compared to the Stalinism they all favor.

…the real question being:  54 years on, people are still singing Yesterday, Eight Days A Week, Yellow Submarine and Hard Day’s Night.  In 2065, how many people will even remember a Taylor Swift song?

Time for INSIGNIFICA:

    

One of the above is not true.

Finally, let’s do something totally different and look at a TV presenter:

That’s Stacey Dooley.

All the news, hand-picked to further a narrative.

…starting with your house, I presume?  And another part of the same story:

…and yet somehow, we still don’t know the name of the cop who shot Ashli Babbit at the Capitol in January.

…starting in your neighborhood and city, of course?

…he’s going to feel the full effect of British Law:  a severe scolding and his PlayStation confiscated (for at least a week).

…ummm no;  “infrastructure” is roads, bridges, electricity, water, and in a stretch, Internet access.  You dirty fucking Commie.

…had mine, no problems. But wait a minute:

…so if he was forced by Government to be vaccinated, would they be killing him?

And:

…of course he’s going to ascribe success to a repressive social policy rather than medicine, in much the same way as gun confiscation eliminates obesity.  But then there’s this:

…which means that if the hapless Boris imposes yet another lockdown…

…♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ If I can make it there / I’ll make my kid go bare ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪…

…and you need to click on the link to get the punchline.  And speaking of punch lines:

…only in a pussified society would this be considered bad advice.

…except that urine negates chlorine’s benefits, another study will find.

…but they already are:  Susie Has Two Mommies, Fisting For Fifth Graders, What’s Wrong With Wanting A Wah-Wah Instead Of A Pee-Pee, etc. etc. etc.

Time for INSIGNIFICA:

   

Finally, the thing you’ve all been waiting for:  some completely gratuitous pics of a beautiful woman.  Here’s 60s hottie Wanda Ventham.

Look familiar?

She’s Brit actor Bandersnatch Cummerbund’s Mum.