Category: Dispatches
My stories? Fuck your neat little boxes, but if I’ve gotta slap a label on this raging beast, call it ‘Truth Porn.’ Yeah, that’s it—raw, filthy, in-your-face dispatches from the rotting guts of this world. Not politics, not economics, not some pansy-ass ‘social commentary’—it’s the unfiltered howl of reality, stripped naked and screaming, with all the hypocrisy, greed, and bullshit laid bare for you drooling morons to choke on. Category? It’s me kicking the universe in the teeth and daring it to bite back.
The Filth of Fear: You Fuckers are the Problem
This week’s been a goddamn circus of stupidity, and I’m not even surprised anymore. X, the platform of “free speech” ban has left me with [Read More…]
Spider Thompson Survives Buddy – The Buddy Holly Story
Look, Buddy – The Buddy Holly Story is a must-see if you’re into early rock ‘n’ roll or just want to feel something pure for two hours. The cast is a powerhouse, the music’s a time machine, and the vibe is infectious.
Zia Yusuf’s Walking Videos and the Stinking Hypocrisy of Farage’s Clown Car
Listen up, you brain-dead drones scrolling through the digital shitstorm of 2025: Reform UK is back at it, serving up a fresh pile of steaming [Read More…]
The Truth is a Bladed Weapon: Dundee’s Misinformation Shitstorm
Maybe we stop worshipping billionaires who think tweeting is a personality. Maybe we remember that a 12-year-old with knives isn’t a warrior – she’s a kid who needs help, not a cartoon.
The GB News Islamophobia Circus: A Screaming Match in the Clown Car of Outrage
So where does this leave us? Nowhere good. Rayner’s initiative might be well-meaning, but it’s a bureaucratic Band-Aid on a cultural wound. Salek’s fighting the good fight, but he’s outgunned by a system that rewards outrage over reason. Deane’s not entirely wrong about free speech risks, but he’s playing to the cheap seats, and he knows it.
Farage, Musk, and the Far-Right Fuckery: A Circus of Clowns and Code
Oh, for fuck’s sake, here we go again. I can’t escape this goddamn nightmare. Every time I blink, there’s Nigel Farage’s smug mug staring back [Read More…]
The Great Deportation Delusion: Farage’s Fucked Up Fantasy
So, what’s the deliverability? Zero. Nada. Zilch. This is a pipe dream sold to the angry and the gullible, a numbers game where the math doesn’t add up and the ethics are a sewer. Farage and his cronies are playing with fire, promising a purge they can’t deliver, all while risking another human rights catastrophe.
The Truth is a Banned Substance
So, X, where’s your spine? Where’s the free speech you promised? I want answers, you faceless, gutless machine.
What The Fuck is this Clown Show? Farage’s Brain Meltdown
Listen up, you filthy little bastards, because I’m about to puke truth all over your eyeballs. I didn’t want to waste ink on this walking [Read More…]
Office Moved, Lets Warm-up the Keyboard
Farage isn’t just a defect-ridden husk of a man; he’s a walking proof that evolution sometimes takes a coffee break and lets the garbage pile up.