Jeremy Corbyn has upset the Labour leadership applecart once again by simply existing. Whilst the media friendly middle ground pseudo-right/left wingers pour forth a series of carefully scripted blandishments to appease to the Gods of the Middle Ground, Corbyn is the only contender who straps on his size ten steel capped Doc Martens and proceeds to kick ten barrel of living shit out of the subjects under discussion.
Actually, that’s not entirely true. He braved the Andrew Marr show and gave a series of reasoned and well considered answers to questions. Unlike the reasoned and well considered answers given by Burnham, Cooper and Kendell they did not kowtow to the Tory fold or appease to the spongy middle area which is apparently infested with upwardly mobile families just waiting to vote Labour, if only they’d have a go at the fucking paupers and agree to erect armed guntowers at every border crossing.
Labour are in a strange conundrum at the moment, where allegedly their most popular candidate is the one who sticks to the original core values of the party, and the others are Tory-Lite, backing an austerity economy and disavowing the principles which the party was founded on. We now have Labour leadership contenders arguing in favour of more cuts and harsher border controls.
The leadership battle has become one of personality. All pretence of fair play and Labour tenets have been given a massive wallop in the bollocks as the Hydra of Burnham, Cooper and Kendell try their damndest to dig Corbyn’s grave for him and prophesise decades of turmoil, famine and hails of brimstone from the skies should anyone with socialist principles get a whiff of the top job. It’s a derogation of their party values, which are coke, whores and money – I mean, a fairer society for all.
On the plus side, Corbyn has made the fuckers show their true colours. Whilst he’s talking about not giving in to the Tory grandees and pushing for the alien concept that maybe those elected into power should be looking after those most in need, the right/left have been clamouring over the twitching corpse of the welfare state to give socialist ideals, and thereby Corbyn, a right fucking kicking. But in a really dull way. Every time one of the right/left open their mouths and a drivel of blandishments pours forth it can only strengthen the certainty and commitment in Corbyn’s words.
It comes down to a level of believability. Burnham, Cooper and Kendell are espousing a party line which exposes their naked greed for the Premiership, regardless of morals or principles. Corbyn appears to believe what he says, and brings a forthrightness and honesty to the leadership debate which the others can only dream of.
On a side note the blog has been criticised for ‘horrendous language’. To this I can only reply, ‘fuck, shit, cunt, piss, wank, bellends, smegma, hairy arseholes, dicksplash, rancid cockends, minge-bollocks, wank biscuits, cunty old piss flaps and jizz stained helmet heads’. I believe this clears up the matter.
Man A: Doctor, doctor, I feel like a pair of curtains.
Man B: Richard Desmond is a cunt.
Cunt Corner has been a bit disappointing this week with our old bigoted chum The Daily Express only managing to cough up one racist headline this week.
On a plus note, The Daily Star and The Sun are off the blocks with their own brand of xenophobia, with a tip of the hat to The Star for intimating that British seagulls are racists too. A special mention must also go to The Star for pulling out all the stops on their way to Bedlam Hospital for a sidebar on Monday which stated that the seagulls were having a go at the unemployed as well. Unfortunately this was not a splash page so did not count as a Cunt Corner headline.
Next week!! More cuntishness from our chirpy, friendly tabloids!