Where do you start?

 Where the fuck do you start?  Well last week England were crowned world champions at the cricket thrashathon which was pleasing as we bloody well deserved it.  To be honest I didn’t really get involved until the final and then I was at work but England haven’t been world champions of very much at all in my lifetime.  If you weren’t a cricket fan you might not have even noticed which can’t be said for the current football world cup which you have to make an effort to avoid.  Holding the football world cup in a desert nation makes about as much sense as playing cricket in the Antarctic and when Qatar was announced as host nation it was the moment FIFA’s corruption became blatant.  This kind of mirrors wider society as in the post truth era, only a fucking idiot could fail to spot the corruption in western governments and beyond…

Summer ended with the departure of the liar de Pfeffel whose replacement was elected by polling seventy thousand Tory members.  They chose a total fuckwitt who barely had time to shit in the Downing street toilet before reality clamped it’s teeth down.  So she had to go and the replacement was voted in by 450 odd Tory MPs.  And they still claim this is a democracy!  Now at the gloomiest time of year all we here on the news is we’re in the shit and drowning in it.  Never mind, a bit of light relief on TV in the form of minor celebrities eating animal genitals and having shit thrown at them in a jungle.  But wait, we’ve got that cunt Halfcock’s gormless cranium on our screens!  Boils my piss, the wanker should be in the dock not on my fucking tele.