Wednesday 24 September 2014

big-oil buys-off bad-egg



well, surprise, surprise...following in the smoking hell-bound footsteps of his brother dave bloodtax and his former boss, bonking-mad blair, the butcher of baghdad - and buckinghamshire - ed miliband is about to sell-out, not only the left-wing of the labour party, which trustingly raised him to his parliamentary perch, but also millions-upon-millions of sensible, mature, rational britons, who, unindoctrinated by rolling 24-hour bbc weapons-ads, explicitly oppose the united kingdom's participation in the never-ending american wars of economic exploitation, which continue to wreck ancient civilizations in the middle-east.

in seeking election to the top-rung of british politics, mr red edit - cia-fast-track-recruit extraordinaire - has clearly chosen to chase the islamo-paranoic-race-hate-n-wog-bombing-vote rather than re-galvanize the
cross-board-respect, successfully garnered, last year, from socialists, liberals and conservatives alike, when, completely sans-autocue, he nervously stood-up to dave cannonrod and president obombaklaart himself, and like a cutely blinking little lighthouse in the deep obsidian of the cia-news-blackout, dutifully warned the captains of mercantile insanity from rupturing their unprotected undersides on the razor-sharp rocks of sanctimonious self-serving neo-cuntist colonialism.

power, greed and irrepressible israeli influences have predictably turned miliband's 'ed, with the result that, in the shifting desert sand between the cruelly conjoined shambles of syria and iraq, he has drawn a spurious legal line, every bit as divisive, immoral and expedient as the social scar originally gouged-out by the scimitar of slasher-sykes - and simultaneously stitched-up with picot's poison-tipped needle - during the colonial era of socially-sanctioned fascism which supposedly concluded over one hundred years ago.

so it appears, instead of looking to his good grassroots-friends for a helping hand in clambering out of the existential electoral hole, which - with a little help from an embarrassingly fluffed conference-speech - he has crassly 
carved for himself, ed is contrarily intent upon biting these same comrades' experienced green-fingers by, rather rashly, reaching for the dow-chemical-company-pesticide.

of course, improvizing funkily on the bright-side of death, ed can now precipitate the boombastic busting of london's artificially inflated housing-market-bubble - by enlisting the eager assistance of a battalion of short-fused suicide-bombers, who, along with the majority of law-abiding muslims in the british electorate, may well now be enticed to vote tactically.

then finally, having turned the capital into a vicious ideo-religious war-zone - which will conveniently bring his primrose hill mansion safely below the two-million-quid mansion-tax-threshold - ed millstone will happily find himself in a prime-position to fatally deter the influx of all those would-be-immigrants, formerly attracted to the lip-smacking prospect of a peaceful and prosperous britain...


...and he will thereby cap his silly socially conscious chaos with the arch-anarcho-political achievement of a famous double-whammy.