Showing posts with label Bastards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bastards. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Congestion Lies

A report in Manchester Online proves how the government and the 'Yes' campaigners in Manchester lied about the level of congestion. While they lied about possible gridlock traffic levels were actually going down.

Sean Corker of Manchester Against Road Tolls, said: "Tens of millions of pounds were spent on the congestion charge plans over a two-year campaign, and now we are told congestion is going down.

"Someone has not been telling the truth and it is time somebody resigned."


Thankfully the overwhelming majority of Mancunians had the good sense to vote against the proposed congestion charge in December. All we need to do now is scrap bus lanes, chicanes, speed humps and traffic lights. Hey presto, congestion will virtually disappear.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Foxhayes Petrol Station

Here is the story of Ron James, the manager of Foxhayes petrol station, Exwick, Devon. He is the profiteering bastard who put his petrol up to £1.99 a litre, his explanation being that he wanted to ration it so it lasted. Well tell you what, make sure you never, ever buy from this petrol station and then he won't have to worry about running out of fuel.

By the way the link is to the awful Daily Mirror website because it actually has a photo of Ron James for us all to see. If you are down that neck of the woods, because you live there or perhaps will be passing on holiday, here is a map and full details so that you can make sure you don't fill up there.

Friday, April 25, 2008

Police State


Police (left) arrest a Londoner for having eyes too close together. Officer Dibble said: "He definitely looks like the type of person that might commit a crime one day!"

Yet another poor innocent is raided by the police at 3-00am, dragged down the nick and locked up for 11 hours. Eventually Officer Dibble blushes, apologises and sends the poor sod home.

Now, far from belittling theft of anything, but is it really necessary to raid the home of somebody suspected of nicking a telly at 3-00 in the morning? I grew up thinking that's the time you raid train robbers' houses, or IRA suspects. In a case such as this why not pop round his house in the afternoon for a chat and a cup of tea, a bit more Dixon of Dock Green than Sweeney. Sadly it seems that the police, with the help of 10 years of New Labour, have lost all sense of proportion. Or are they just a bunch of mindless bastards?