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Political correctness is a load of bollocks

Grandad January 12th, 2010

Every now and then, someone gets a bee in their bonnet about the number of women in power.

I saw an article in a paper the other day where they are whinging about the lack of women in government in the UK, and we get the same thing over here from time to time.

I am all for equality within reason.  If a man and a woman are doing an identical job, then they should be treated equally.  I can’t see any argument against that.  But the Equality Nuts tend to bring the argument too far.  There are some things that men do better, and there are some things that women do better.

I am a great believer in looking back to our origins.  We started off as cave dwellers, where each gender had a specific function.  The men were designed as hunters and protectors, and the women were designed as child bearers and nurturers.  That is the way we are physically and psychologically designed.

Men [generally] are physically stronger, faster and more aggressive.  They have greater spatial awareness.  These are qualities needed to track down and kill their prey and also to defend their territory.  Women, on the other hand are more sensitive and emotional.  They are more caring and aware of others emotions.  These are the qualities of a mother and carer.  I’m not just talking about homo sapiens here either – it applies across the species.

So why is it so imperative that women should govern?

I have no objection to women being in power, though our present incumbents would tend to be a very strong argument against that stance.  I would go so far as to say that the likes of Mary Harney, Mary Coughlan, Beverly Cooper Flynn and Mary Hannafin are very strong and compelling arguments against allowing women into power.  They are fucking useless.  I’m not saying the men are any better, but they are certainly not worse.

Now the Brits are actually mooting the idea that laws should be enacted compelling women only candidates.  That is the greatest load of bollox I have ever heard [maybe the wrong expression, but you know what I mean?].  Why should a vagina be the qualification for a good representative?

In the past, I have had the misfortune to work for a couple of female managers.  They were a disaster.  The worst aspect was that if anything went wrong, their immediate response was not to solve the problem, but to burst into tears and start ranting at everyone around them.  Very fucking helpful.  I have had a few crap male managers too, but I never saw one cry.

The world is going to hell in a handcart.

I’ll tell you one thing though -

If they do insist on all female representatives, I will still reserve the right to call them a shower of cunts.

nude
Qualified to lead?

Letter to Biffo

Grandad December 11th, 2009

Dear Mr Cowen,

I would like to congratulate you on your recent budget.

In particular I would like to congratulate you on your courage in cutting Social Welfare payments to the sick, unemployed and disabled.  That was a stroke of genius.  Also of course the fact that you included the lowest paid in your pay cuts. 

The sooner that the people of Ireland realise that they are of no consequence, the better.  You know, and I know that the single most important thing is your personal standing in Europe.  At all costs, they are the people you must impress.  Who cares if your popularity is zero at home, so long as you are admired in Brussels?

The lessons of Opus Dei are strong.  To appease the Lord, one must self flagellate and the more blood the better.  You have spilled a lot of blood and the IMF is pleased with your sacrifice.

Your standing in Europe is good now.  You were admired for your stance against democracy when you ignored the wishes of your people and reran the Lisbon Treaty.  You were admired for introducing those draconian laws against evil smokers, even though they were not requested.  That showed initiative.

As a mark of respect for your dedication, I have pencilled you in as a potential candidate for European President in the 2083 elections.

Keep up the good work.

José Manuel Barroso

P.S.  Please find enclosed a cheque for €100 towards your flood relief.

P.P.S.  Where exactly is Ireland?

JMB

Well, I’m buggered

Grandad December 9th, 2009

Well, ladies and gentlemen.  Have you all got your tubes of KY jelly, your jars of Vaseline and your boxes of Kleenex at the ready?

You had better have, for today is the day when we all get royally bum-fucked.

Today, you are not only going to be raped, but you are going to enjoy it.  Because it is, after all your ‘patriotic duty’?

Having handed the country over to the bankers and the builders for the last few years, the government have discovered that the coffers have been cleaned out, and the bankers and builders are now happily sunning themselves in various tax havens.  It is up to us as ‘patriotic citizens’ to fill the coffers again.

We all have to ‘feel the pain’.  Cowen told us so.  After all, isn’t he taking a massive pay cut down to a miserly €228,466?  The poor man.  How will he ever subsist on that paltry sum?  I must send him the address of his local St Vincent de Paul.

Knowing that he is cutting his salary to a mere fifteen times what I get, will of course make my pain that much easier to take.

I know I am going to be hammered with their fucking carbon tax.  For all of you who question why the governments are pushing the Global Warming agenda so hard, there is your answer – a fucking massive new revenue stream that we can’t complain about because ‘it’s for the good of the planet’.  I filled up on oil yesterday, and I’m filling the car today, even though I don’t need to [I’m still running on petrol I bought in Caen, in France]

So my advice is to just sit back, and enjoy the ride [as it were].

If the clergy don’t fuck us up the arse, the government will.

An arresting problem

Grandad December 8th, 2009

I have always had a slightly uneasy relationship with our Boys in Blue.

I suppose it started with my first arrest when I was six.  It was a trumped up charge, and somewhat soured my attitude towards the law.  I mean, how the fuck was I to know she was going to start undressing just as I peered through her window?

I suppose you could class my relationship with the Gardaí as a sort of hate hate relationship.  I think that about covers the spectrum?

Anyway, things changed when I met Herself.

You see, her father was a sergeant. That was a mistake.  When it came to getting married, it was less a case of a shotgun marriage as a case of ‘marry my daughter, you little prick, or that stash of marijuana will see you down for ten years’.  In retrospect, I should have gone with the arrest, as I would have been out and free after five.  As it is, now I’m stuck for life.

Then we went and bought a house in the suburbs.  I fucking hated that place, and for eighteen years, I missed the mountains.  What was worse, we had the local sergeant living one side of us, an inspector on the other and an ordinary Garda living across from us.  It was a fucking nightmare.  Have you any idea how difficult it is to live by the law for eighteen years?  It cost me a fucking fortune in bribes.  Bastards.

I see now they are talking about going on strike.

I’m all for it.

It won’t make the blindest bit of a difference to the constant crime wave we have to endure, as the criminals ignore the Gardaí anyway.

It will mean the rest of us can carry on our lives without being harassed and hassled at every turn though. 

I watched Sharon the news last night, and our esteemed Minister for Justice, Dermot Ahern was on ranting about the proposed strike.  For those of you who don’t know him, he is the progressive type who brought in our new wonderful blasphemy laws, just as every other country was scrapping them.

I gather he is not too pleased with the idea of a strike?  He called it “an affront to democracy” which is fucking rich for a minister who’s government was hammered in the last elections and that refused to acknowledge they no longer have a mandate.

Anyhow, he donned his jackboots and told the Gardaí that if they went on strike that every one of them would be arrested.

Interesting.

Who is going to arrest them?

Enjoy your depression

Grandad November 16th, 2009

Just when you think they can’t stoop any lower, they manage to pull another flanker and amaze us all.

Not content with trying to remove medical cards from the elderly, the government are now talking about charging us for prescriptions.

Their justification for this, apart from trying to bleed us of every last red cent we have, is to try to reduce the number of prescriptions!

Is there no end to the arrogance and incompetence of that insufferable Harney?  A fucking school teacher is telling us we are taking too many medications?  Who the fuck does she think she is?

Maybe some doctors are a little liberal with their prescribing?  I don’t know.  You don’t know.  The only ones who are qualified to know are doctors.  If Mad Cow Harney is so concerned about it, she should tackle the doctors, not the patients.

The vast majority of people take medication not for fun, but because they need to.  It is not a choice.  In fact, in a lot of cases, failure to take medication can have very serious, if not fatal consequences.  If a person is prescribed medication, then the doctor has done so for a very good reason.  It is not up to anyone, let alone an obese health minister to intervene.

And if this charge is brought in, who is going to hit?  The poorest, of course.  Having been thrown out of their homes and their jobs because of the incompetence of the government, these people are now being told they are taking too much Prozac or whatever.  It’s a case of ‘we have bled you dry, and now we want you to suffer, and enjoy your sleepless nights’.

Words fail me.

The sooner someone removes that Harney the better.

And I don’t care how they do it.

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