For a (mostly) political satire page I’m admittedly a bit shit at politicking. The more time passes the less engaged I become.
Keeping an eye on the progress of twats from one day to the next can become quite boring, unless you’re a gynecologist of course, and like one on the cusp of retirement, eagerly waiting to swap his speculum for golf clubs, I’ve missed one of the most diseased cunts of my career.
Sir Christopher Chope, whose last name sounds like some sort of dubious penile polyp, has been thrust before my eyes against my will, like cellulite on a beach.
Today he objected to a bill making upskirting illegal, which the tories had already indicated would be passed into law.
Who knew such big issues could be derailed after months of hard work with just one shout of ‘objection’?
Where the fuck was this prick when the Brexit referendum was just a twinkle in a pig fucker’s eye?
He’s got previous too, his voting record looks it fell it out of a preview script from Season Three of The Handmaid’s Tale, voting against everything decent from equal pay to gay marriage.
Allegedly he even once objected to a Hillsborough debate in favour of discussing MP’s pensions.
This is why I can’t be fucked with politics anymore.
They’re all self satirising, Victorian arse holes, who could literally take a shit on a Cenotaph to chants of fucking “Free Tommeh!”
Because if I don’t give a shit you can bet the majority of Brits don’t.
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