Category: Social Media
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Grok of Shit

Grok has hit the headlines, after head shitkicker Starmer decided that the creation of sexualised images of people without their knowledge or consent warranted some sort of prohibition order. Where ought we start? It’s currently difficult to get an anchor of the Labour Government’s ineptitude, but hey – let’s have a crack. We don’t now…
Max Frances
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Cop Cosplay

Top cop Sir Mark Rowley has defended officers after five tooled-up rozzers swooped on Heathrow to snare a guy who had pinged out a few tweets back in April. Unsurprisingly, that blew up in his face as abruptly as a silicon-pumped Rio trans-buttock. Now that his senior officers have been exposed as weapons-grade berks, this…
Max Frances
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A Flair Cop

England ‘footballer’ Jess Carter has whistled up the cops to probe the online hate directed at her. Yes, you read that right. A shedload of labour-intensive man hours will now be ploughed into an investigation about a handful of hurty words unidigitally prodded into a keyboard by some weary gobshite. Surely, it takes a bit…
Max Frances
Euros, Football, Jess Carter, Lionesses, Police, Post-Fact, Post-Truth, Racism, Social Media, Twitter, Woke, Wokeness, X -
Sure Thing, Muskie!

The issue with any debate about grooming – or to be precise – rape gangs is that everyone focuses on a profile of the perpetrators. Particularly when it suits their agenda. Talk about looking down the wrong end of the telescope. A fact about crime, and this applies as equally to perving as it does…
Max Frances
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No Payne, No Gain

RIP Liam Payne. Not sure who he was, but if you get off on blowing out on booze and drugs and start kicking off in a South American hotel, it’s only going in one direction. The argy-bargy 10-pointer over the balcony was probably his biggest hit and had Simone Biles nodding in appreciative envy. Shame,…
Max Frances
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Alter Ego

While the world seemingly rattles to hell in a handcart, Fleet Street is losing its collective tagnut croquembouche over an edited photo. It’s difficult to know where to begin with this shizzle, so let’s go straight to the bottom and head further south still. The princess tweaked a picture to improve it. That’s it. She…
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Not Fit to Iron the Shirt

Former footballer and manager Joey Barton has ruffled a few feather boas in recent weeks by stating some of the least controversial comments imaginable. He has said that the current locust swarm of female pundits are crap. That’s not even an opinion. It’s a fact. Claiming that their presence on screen in the context of…
Max Frances
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Bulley Beef

We’ve had stalker cops, rapist cops, and killer cops. Some are all three. I’d almost forgotten that we have always had the most common flavour of utterly useless cops. That’s the baseline standard. Now we have the Nicola Bulley case where police incompetence is being showcased like never before. They’re all so crap, they can’t…
Max Frances
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A Man Walks Into a Bra…

Just as the trans agenda burps up a social shield for gender-benders, door Matt Hancock has discovered the plan B fallback of every me-me-me charlatan – the hidden disability. Yes, the big cock has squeezed out his personal cheese – he’s dyslexic. While the public was poised to slate him for being as thick as…
Max Frances
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Chat Shit, Get Banged

I remember when Mr Justice Peter Smith’s judgment on the Da Vinci Code case included some encrypted comments, which marked him out as something of a wag or a twat, depending on your perspective. That dilemma persists in the courts to this very day. What a shame that the judge in the Wagatha Christie case…
Max Frances
