Saturday, 21 April 2012

Jeremy Cunt

So, according to this  Story in the Daily Mail our Culture minister Jeremy Cunt thinks that banning a advert on radio is a good way of using the resources that his position affords.

Now first of all i don't buy into this religion crap in the first place (any of them), however if you want to then that is your choice. But i also believe in freedom of speech and expression, When i wrote about this a while ago i got called a "Homophobic fuckwitt", may i point out to readers two things they may not know:

1: I am gay

2: Supporting freedom of speech and someones right to say things does not mean i agree with said views of other people

We are now in a state where radio adverts and bus adverts have to be approved by politicians, I find this completely unacceptable. The politicians will claim that they are offended on my behalf (which is complete bollocks) and that they are just trying to protect me, Well forgive me Ministers but i am don't have the education that you have so maybe my brain is not as developed as your finally formed politically correct minds, But i understand that any censorship by the state is a bad thing.

If this was happening anywhere in the world our politicians would be calling for reforms of the state involved.

Again i will say this :  

I may detest what you say, but i will defend to the death your right to say

So Jeremy Cunt, whats your excuse?


  1. Well said Billy, and I will defend to your death your right to say it. But you're dead right Billy, they should keep their interfering snouts out of our fucking lives. First Boris and now this cunt, WTF has happened to the Tory Party?

  2. Rt Hon Fred Smugg-Pratt, Secretary of State for Fuckwittery21 April 2012 at 21:55

    If I can't control everything, then what's the point of being a minister in Government? You talk as if the voters really ran things in this country! That's dangerous talk, Mr. Bowden-- now, just apologise for your intemperate outburst, and we'll say no more about it, there's a good chap.