The Curmudgeon

YOU'LL COME FOR THE CURSES. YOU'LL STAY FOR THE MUDGEONRY.

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Munich Syndrome

So eager is the Imperial Haystack to maintain close and friendly relations with the Euro-wogs that he has followed up his implication that anyone who deprives an ex-member of club privileges is a Nazi with an equally tactful reference to Britain's stamping and squealing its way out as a "liberation". It remains as unclear as ever which specific laws and rules were forcibly imposed by Brussels and/or Strasbourg without the democratic ratification of our Mother of Parliaments, as a Swedish MEP was tactless enough to point out. The Haystack, who likes to confound junior ticks by blathering in Latin, accused her of being pompous although, despite her being a filly, and a Scandinavian filly to boot, he managed to restrain himself from quoting the strutting ex-Caudillo of the Farage Falange on the subject of Sweden's rape statistics. One does wonder, however, given his obvious sensitivity to the oppressive Euro-wog yoke, why the Imperial Haystack should have declared his wish to maintain a close relationship. Has the Churchill in his shaving-mirror been edged out by a Quisling, or even a Lord Haw-Haw?

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Out of the Silent Planets

Fury at xenomorphic apathy

The purely theoretical inhabitants of the Trappist-1 planetary system have responded with equanimity to the excitement they have inadvertently caused in one of the less gentrified districts of the universe.

Simian astronomers on a small blue planet which is rapidly turning black have registered considerable emotion at the thought of discovering alien life in the middle of a local extinction event caused by their own species.

Although the potential for commercial exploitation of the hypothetical xenoids remains as yet unclear, the British government has stated that it will be happy to sell the aliens weapons and train their police forces.

The statement went on to say that no infringement of British sovereignty would be tolerated, and that the aliens should not imagine that the purely speculative nature of their existence would entitle them to get away with any liberties.

The aliens themselves, so far, have not responded to requests for comment and have shown very few signs of being perturbed by the controversy.

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Hopeful Signs

There is, as we know because the race-baiting Clegg-pledger Amber Rudd has told us, no better deterrent to a people-trafficker than refusing to help refugees; and if one can also renege on a commitment involving help for vulnerable children, then so much the more salutary. Traffickers in Libya have been doing a roaring trade since the late Head Boy's freedomisation of the country through wog-bombing and laissez-mourir liberalism, and they have responded to the latest moral lesson in admirably entrepreneurial fashion. Rather than going to the trouble and expense of shipping refugees to Europe, they are taking the engines off their boats so that more people can be crammed on board, and then abandoning the refugees at sea; which has resulted in yet further security for at least seventy-four British jobs. The practice of charging poor people money for promises on which one has no intention of delivering seems to indicate that the uncivilised tribes are at last making substantial progress towards genuine democracy.

Monday, February 20, 2017

Bringing the War Within Almost But Not Quite Measurable Distance of Something or Other

Remarkably enough, despite the late Head Boy's official victory rah-rah nearly two and a half years ago, it appears that our mission to civilise the fuzzy-wuzzies in Afghanistan is not quite so accomplished as we had been led to believe. The blustering blimp at the Ministry for Wog-Bombing has repeated last week's suggestion by the flunkey in charge of cannon-fodder that, thanks to the stability achieved through sixteen years of military intervention, total collapse can be prevented only by further military intervention. Such a collapse, blubbered the blustering blimp, would result in "three to four million young Afghan men sent out by their villages to migrate westwards" and, no doubt, to perform hideous Islamic acts of job-stealing upon our lily-white memsahibs, whatever prophylactic measures may be taken in the meantime by the Home Office and its efficient child-jailing chums at G4S. If it was right to go in and cock things up, blathered the blustering blimp (I paraphrase slightly), then it cannot be right to leave before we've cocked things up as thoroughly as can be managed.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

It Couldn't Happen Here

So dedicated are the Heathen Chinee to their anti-American hoax that they have called in an architect who is foreign even to them in an effort to green their most polluted cities. Stefano Boeri, who designs buildings coated with plant life, has been commissioned to build two neighbouring towers covered in trees and shrubs, and has hopes of applying the principle to an entire city in the near future. Although Britain is a world leader in the fight against climate change, thanks to our American frackers and Franco-Chinese radiation hazards, there is of course no necessity for any such extreme measures here because of the quantity of vegetable matter at the highest levels of Government.

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Lower Countries

Geologists in the well-known British Imperial possession of New Zealand have discovered that those humble islands are an outcrop of a large submerged mass which answers all the criteria for a continent, except for the minor one of being above water; and since many more land-masses are likely to become submerged in the near future, it hardly seems fair to quibble over that. The new Imperial territory has been named Zealandia, and governments worldwide are no doubt considering the possibilities of ambassadorships for their nations' more inconvenient luminaries. It is understood that our own Foreign and Colonial Office has already made appropriate diplomatic overtures, ordering the continent to sell its resources cheap and forbidding migration to the British mainland.

Friday, February 17, 2017

Efficiency Savings

Mere experts have once again attempted to put a spoke in the well-oiled machine that is Jeremy C Hunt's National Health Service. Researchers have published the extraordinary claim that unprecedented cuts to public health services have led to an unprecedented rise in excess mortality. The Government, which prefers its excess mortality confined to fictitious "weekend spikes", the better to motivate junior doctors, has naturally shrugged the whole thing off, since the researchers are from a medical institution, an academic institution and a local authority in, if you please, the north of England; hence their links to the Conservative Party or its chums, and thus their scientific impartiality towards alternative facts, must at best be dubious.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Rewriting History

The French presidential candidate Emmanuel Macron has "sparked Algeria row", according to the headlines of Britain's leading liberal newspaper, by saying something that provoked a fascist to patriotic indignation. Macron referred to France's colonial history in Algeria as a crime against humanity, and said that the nation must face up to its past and apologise to those who suffered. Worse yet, he said it in Algiers, surrounded by the very same sort of people who carry out fictitious sex attacks in Frankfurt. Having taken a day or two to get over her moral shock, Marine Le Pen had a squeal on Facebook; while the conservative and possible crook François Fillon accused Macron of disliking history and of "continual repentance" after the fashion of our own Mau Mau-hugging Britain-bashers who can't even find a bit of rah-rah in the Somme. Fillon himself has referred to France's colonial past as a "cultural exchange", which is a bit more woolly and liberal than the idea that We did all the giving and They did all the taking, but still not quite how the uppity wogs tend to see matters.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Making Them Pay

Having waited an excruciating two and a half years since its last execution, the Christian state of Arizona is evidently becoming desperate for a fix. A hundred and nineteen convicts are awaiting the enrichment of God's justice, but the necessary drugs for lethal injections are difficult to come by these days. Though other states are settling for such unimaginative solutions as varying the method of execution, the Christian state of Arizona has hit upon a solution whose ecumenical blend of Protestant parsimony and Jesuitic simplicity rivals that of our own Conservative Party's efforts to fine people for pleading not guilty. The state's new protocol for corrective fatalities invites lawyers for the condemned, or the lawyers' accredited representatives, to provide the agents of justice with phenobarbital or sodium pentothal - always provided, of course, that they can obtain them legally and from a reputable supplier.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

He Serves A Higher Law

Britain's glorious new era of global trade through abandoning and insulting its biggest market may have an unexpected theological dimension. Families of those who were martyred to the Reverend Blair's special relationship with the White House chimpanzee are trying to find out how the country's act of self-mutilation will affect their attempts at legal action. Since Britain's unwritten constitution clearly states that a wog-bomber can do no wrong, the vindictive bereaved have been forced to appeal for funds to pay for the continued harassment of his reverence, and to find out how the permanent re-orientation of our economy towards the Trumpster's financial interests will influence matters. The Ascended Incarnation of the Reverend Blair is probably not quite so wealthy as the Trumpster, at least as regards the present gross material plane of existence; but the moral and spiritual payoffs of his long fight for profitable peace in the Middle East must surely be equal to a gold-plated lift or two.