stanislav said... (on who he hates)

stanislav said...

Sorry everybody.

Stanislav hate, fucking detest, abominate and fucking loathe, in this order, politician, all fucking politician, lawyer, doctor,politician, clergyperson/childmolester, politician... and won't trouble you with the rest.

The "easy thing" was a reference to Nessy Alexander, or Satchmo, as she is unkindly but entirely justifiably known, here in Scotland, best part of England. Satchmo, as Dennis the cruel pedant will know, is a truncated form of Satchel Mouth, the nickname applied to the late jazz musician, Mr Louis Armstrong, who, as a result of strenuous trumpet blowing, had a mouth the size of a briefcase. The usage in Nessy's case is less affectionate and refers only to the seemingly elastic enormity of her fucking great lying gob.

This "easy thing" is her stratagem for not resigning, like any decent person with any sense of shame would have done weeks ago; she says "resigning would be the easy thing to do, I fight on, I have done nothing wrong." I thought the denizens of order-order were as au fait with Scotch doings as is this humble artisan. Is proof simple plumber should not try irony but leave to betters, like Gary ov Stoke.

You wouldn't believe Scotch politics. The whole fucking gang of them are entirely estranged from, have no knowledge of, not even a photofit, of the truth. They are corrupt and wicked beyond brief description here. They and their law officers are ponces, nonces, thieves, charlatans and killers. Have a look at Scotland Against Crooked Lawyers. Alexander's shameless "doing the right thing would be too easy" schtick is just typical Scotch banditry. She will get away with it, all of it, it's small beer compared to everyday, cross-party political graft in Scotland.

Darcus Howe should not escape his share of condemnation, he is a thug, a bully and a greedy parasite who, like so many of them, invented a problem so they could charge the rest of us for making worse what wasn't really, by US standards, too bad in the first place. Not saying there was no room for improvement in civil rights. Just that Howe and others seized the moment and copyrighted anti-racism, as their own property, and in public buildings up and down the land fomented hatred, like a reverse Ku Klux Clan. He is, also, as Mr Clapham Omnibus reminds us, a wifebeater and a sexual predator. Probably a cultural thing. He is an utter bastard and as responsible as the rest of the greedy, black anti-racism fascists for the sorry state we find ourselves in. Black children shooting each other, moslem lads blowing the fucking place and themselves to fucking bloody fucking shreds, hanging from the fucking ceiling. Emergency workers and bystanders slithering around in the guts of innocent strangers, just so’s Alibhai Fucking Brown and all the other toxic cunts can go wittering on fucking Question Time, sharing with us their solutions. Fucking bastards. In my country is: Up against the wall, pseudo-liberal, bien pensant motherfuckers.

Well done Darcus; well fucking done shitbag shrew Alibhai Brown, poisonous fucking smirking rancid dwarf. Howe deserves a dishonourable mention -and a good kicking- along with Livingstone and Jasper (what a fucking name, eh?) before the caravan moves on.

Miss Cassandra. We have had this conversation before. You, as a prophetess, seer and oracle will know what I am about to say even before I do But here goes anyhow. Is fucking plumber, right ? Not fucking civil servant. Is time of great reflection when head stuck down shithole; time for do analysis of civic good. As for insider knowledge, Stanislav been outsider all of fucking life, never join fuck all, believe in fuck all, worship fuck all; like, Stanislav suspect, most people here in the swamp.

Bad language ? No such thing, only bad writing. Like Guardian. Phony, feeling, concerned, responsible; shit and jargon, written by layabout phonies, for other phonies to read. Michael Kneepads White, Polly Mascara, Nancy Hatterjee. Not worth pissing on. Hatterjee especially, never do a day’s work in his worthless, spit-spattered, Momma’s boy existence. Maybe few million people understand Hatterjee and drunken bum Hutton and all the other ponces. But everybody, whole fucking country, can speak form of Stanislav. Innit ? Is voice of fucking people. While is still pub, go in fucking pub, is Stanislaw in every fucking corner. Ordinary decent bloke speak language of Chaucer and Shakespeare, ribald and fucking vulgar, mocking, take piss out at every chance. Is language of Old England, suppressed by piety of good Queen Victoria of Germany and her Scotch gigolo, Billy Fucking Connolly.

Hope everthing is all understood, the noo.

3:09 PM, December 11, 2007