Go Ask Me Bollix

Brian Cowen is a cunt. He’s surrounded by cunts. So far, so uncontroversial, so sombre. And yet cunts who – laughably – voted to place – here’s where my laughter begins, along with my criticism – ‘confidence’ (has this word acquired a new meaning by way of Google, perhaps, with its ‘come hither, for I have questionable data for you’ winking way?) in the biggest, most blameworthy, most insouciant-seeming cunt of the lot of them. Well, hooray. At last they’re in tune with the nation’s preference for them all to jump off a cliff, for the cunts have sealed their own deserved demise, as usual without having the foggiest notion of what they’re up to. But there’s a sinister element lurking, a predator, with feet of clay, who may think that his failure to secure leadership this time round will be corrected shortly. Michael Martin, that nauseatingly inept and puritanical showman, has not yet been eradicated. Some may think he’s great – evidence, please. Others may think he’s a bit of a cunt. Evidence, please. For me, he’s an uber-cunt, and I’ve got my evidence ready for you here.

Fianna Fail will be at an end in a few months’ time, no doubt about that, but the horrible notion is that Micheal Martin will be at its head, with still enough support to have a convincing say in the Dail. It matters if he gets in or not.

Martin is to be resisted at all costs, and not only for home-grown reasons, such as taking away my fucking right to give some other lucky fucker a bit of my paid-for tobacco by way of my exhalation in a pub. He is the first Western foreign minister to have entered Gaza after Hamas take-over in 2007. He was shown around the various hospitals, schools and public offices on show to overseas dignitaries and was utterly taken in by the charade. He clearly didn’t notice, or was deliberately kept away from examples of, just how fat the population seemed to be, coming in at 7th place in the WHO scale of obesity-threatened nations. He clearly had no idea, despite being a fervent leftist, of the Potemkin village notion, and therefore of the way in which it can be reversed for equally pernicious propagandizing aims, or simply wished to tuck it under his mental rug and forget about it.

This is a report of what this man – a Minister, who is supposed to be in the know, and possible future leader of one of Ireland’s key parties – said:

http://www.rte.ie/news/2010/0305/gaza.html

The words of a wilfully hoodwinked man or simply a hoodwinked man? The man in my opinion refused to see, shutting hands over ears, closing his eyes in the most child-like way, refusing to see what would have been patently clear to anyone without Martin’s leftist pathology.

He saw what he wanted to see. And hence saw everything wrong with Israel. I don’t know if that is flat-out anti-semitism, or simply a malignant form of uber-liberalism, but neither is good or healthy, betrayals as both are to our innate human decency and solidarity. The former has darker implications which, if identified as such, deserves and requires a beating of the cunt of biblical proportions from as many godless creatures as can manage it.

There was in any case a robust response to Michael Martin, which I think is brilliant, to which the pretender to the Dail Eireann throne made not ONE reply or response.

Here it is: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/david-harris/dear-irish-foreign-minist_b_528593.html

This wasn’t from some very angry, very right unknown little pissant; it was from a senior associate of St Antony’s College, Oxford (not one of the bullshit fake theological colleges which have stolen Oxford’s name).

Despite knowing all of the despicable agendas against which Israel must 24/7/365 fight, the bastard Martin STILL supported the Rachel Corrie’s ignorant, trouble-making, self-seeking mission and demanded that Israel let it pass and deliver its unchecked cargo direct into Gaza.

The fucker is clueless and didn’t deserve to be a foreign minister and doesn’t deserve to be leader of any party but the Mad Hatter’s. But watch this space. I fear we’ll be hearing from the cunt again.