It's been a week that was a tale of two Donald's, neither of which are a “Happy Meal”, for the people of the world. The car crash presidency stumbles along like a knackered three-wheeled golf cart, stuffed with bloated; factious; wig wearing; knuckle dragging dullards, and now our only hope is impeachment of The Donald, which seems as likely as R2-D2 being able to find a geriatric Jedi in the
Meet Richard Billington, a UKIPPER of very little principle, and judging by the Emails he puts his name to, he is a complete and utter moron. From his pre-election blurb: - Richard, who lives in Foxton near Market Harborough, taught for 14 years and now runs a financial services limited company. He joined UKIP in 1990. Richard, said: “Should you elect me, my focus would be to serve the electorate
I am trying to find out how the UK got itself so badly bent out of shape, particularly over Brexit. I cannot believe that a system as robust, albeit bent, as the UK parliamentary system let itself get caught on the hop the way it did. We know that Cameron promised a vote on Europe and we know that he did so because UKIP were blowing smoke up his arse….
The death of UKIP (A drama in three episodes, with much material courtesy of our friends at THE SKWAWKBOX ) Once upon a time, many (60) years ago, I was proud to be British. We once had a “Boys Own” reputation for supporting the underdog, playing honestly and fairly at sport, our word was our bond and we would take on all comers when we saw injustices being committed. We