When Jeremy Corbyn was asked if he wanted to see Britain suffer, under the yoke of European, or perhaps somehow Iranian, or simply good old fashioned home-grown debt, he responded – in spite of his extravagant spending policies – that as a matter of fact he would rather it not. And when he was prodded and goaded and asked if…
It was all there: golden showers, which the uncouth simply call ‘pissing’, spanking, whipping, poo-poo porn, sexual acts partaken in public, the insertion of enough fingers to amount to a fist, one woman quite clearly menstruating, and stranger still a male in pantyhose with a stiletto in his mouth, vigorously nibbling the heel while he lay masturbating. Worse than all…
The battle for Brexit was always a two-pronged attack, vowing to take back control of our borders and wave goodbye to the pesky immigrants polluting our otherwise prosperous shores, and to warmly welcome bendy bananas and overpowered vacuum cleaners while taking back control of our laws. But for Secretary of State for Exiting the European Union David Davis – a…
Legal highs are like sex without violence: alright for afternoon tea with Grandma, but no good when you’re in dire need of a real fix. The problem with illegal drugs has traditionally been their uncertainty: not always easy to find, and even when you think you’ve stumbled upon the right supplier, it remains difficult to ascertain what lies therein. Just…
Amid the uncertainty of a hung parliament, what can hardly be overstated about the 2017 general election result is just how much of a disaster it represents for Theresa May. Having called an unnecessary election believing herself in a position of barely-precedented strength – despite repeatedly vowing no snap election, with her spokesman reiterating the point less than a month before…
Entitled ‘Forward, Together: Our Plan for a Stronger Britain and a Prosperous Future’, less of a wish than a command, and superficially attempting to shift the focus away from domestic policy and back towards Brexit, much of the Conservative Party manifesto released last Thursday seemed brazenly wrong or patently false. There was the scrapping of free school lunches for infants; another…
The recent early morning rumblings of an impending announcement from Buckingham Palace had royal correspondents not to mention the general populace in a highly undignified stew. Was somebody dead or on the verge of dying, was the palace crumbling down, was Harry getting married or William a new head of hair, or were they all departing for somewhere new? Alas…
Every story has already been told, and so it is for Theresa May, the British Prime Minister, who recently endured a dinner with the terrible Juncker, European Commission President Jean-Claude. The following account serves as a warning should the EU continue to obfuscate and prevent the Prime Minister from getting precisely her own way: ‘About the beginning of the twenty-first…
Theresa May keeps defying expectations, only each time in the worst possible way. After flip-flopping with remarkable haste over Brexit, her party’s budget, and the need for a snap general election, and reducing her already limited capacity for speech to a single slogan, ‘Strong and stable, strong and stable, strong and stable’ a dozen times a day, this week she…
