Dear White People, We have a problem. As a long-standing moderate member of the white community, I feel it is my duty to speak out after the recent events. No longer can we white people simply bury our head in the sand. No longer can we look the other way, when a small minority of our people are enabling acts of extremism. We were shamefully … Continue reading Dear White People
Take a deep breath. Ok, so the worst has finally happened. Of all the possible electoral outcomes for 2016, this was a holy trinity of disasters. First Brexit. Then Colombia. And now President Trump. This was the big one, and it couldn’t have gone worse. 2016 feels a lot like 1933. President Trump. We’re going to have to get used to these words. So yeah, … Continue reading American Psycho
For those of us privileged enough to live in the Glorious Islands of the Disunited Kingdom, it is difficult to avoid the all-consuming nightmare that is brexit. It dominates the news, the conversations, the supermarket shelves, and every Tweet/email/snapchat sent from the UK now contains at least 50% brexit. Everyone hates brexit. The Leavers bemoan the fact that people are constantly talking about brexit as … Continue reading Enough with Brexit Already
Plenty of people far more erudite than me have already eviscerated the bizarre goings-on within the Labour party, so I prefer to turn my focus to a fascinating affair that we witnessed last week: The Conservative party Conference. There’s always been a suspicion amongst plenty of clued-up people that the Conservative party is a party that is totally out of touch with the ordinary populace … Continue reading British Yobs for British Workers
Dear Diary, Last night I had the strangest dream. I dreamt I had broken my ankle falling off my horse, and the Donald the Trump came to rescue me. He was wearing a tall top hat with colours of the American flag, and some weird S&M bondage full-body leather corset that barely covered his fake moobs. He handed me the handle of his whip – … Continue reading The Vladimir Putin Diaries, Part 5
This morning I woke up full of sunshine. No more gloom and doom, I thought as I poured myself a beer. It’s time to be positive, accept we live in post-Brexit pre-Trump world, and move on. As Leavers have been saying, it’s probably not going to be quite as awful as we think!
This is no time to be a Debbie Downer, it’s August, and it’s hot, and the London Olympics are on again. We can’t be downhearted for the rest of our lives just because a bunch of small-minded racist assholes stole our future. Time to embrace this brave new world we find ourselves in.
And boy does it feel like a brave new world. Sam Allardyce, the last remaining link between the dinosaurs and humanity, is the England manager. Liam Fox is back in Government, rather than in jail. The Bank of England is printing more money, and giving it to the banks. And Nigel Farage has grown a moustache, presumably in order to look more dictatorial. Did I say dictatorial? I meant “Prime Ministerial”. It is a post brexit world alright. Continue reading “Fighting ISIS on the Beaches – one burkini at a time”
Dear reader, please accept our apologies.
2016 has been a complete disaster so far, and we have failed to prevent this from happening. It has made for some pretty depressing reading, and from our point of view, some pretty depressing writing.
We’ve tried hard to find a light at the end of the tunnel, but we’re now pretty sure that the light is in fact an oncoming radioactive train, with massive gold-plated letters spelling out the name TRUMP. And it’s about to tear down whatever social fabric and post WWII order we have left.
So yeah, sorry about that.
Between Brexit, the dismal state of the Labour Party, terrorist attacks all over the world, the spectre of Trump, the most right-wing government in living memory in the UK, the purge in Turkey, the bloody mess in the Middle East, Boris Johnson getting a government job, and the rise of populist, demagogue parties all across Europe, 2016 does feel like the beginning of the end. Like the part you read about in History books and think “How the hell did it ever come to this?” Continue reading “Making Sense of 2016”
The EU referendum has unleashed a host of profoundly unpleasant things. Nigel Farage being happy. Louise Mensch being happy. Katie Hopkins being happy. Basically, obnoxious bigots being happy. But worse than that, it has created an immigration-hating monster that is laying waste to the political centre ground, spreading across Westminster like a plague of turds. If mainstream political parties aren’t willing to stand up for … Continue reading Post-Brexit, Faragenstein’s Monster is running amok