Just Fuck Off part 1: Lilly Allen and Peaches Geldof

Talentless puddles of piss

This new segment is titled 'Just Fuck Off', and it is aimed at all those individuals (there are many of them) who feel they have some right to be in the public eye because of what they have, and in many cases, have not done.

Today we start with 'Lilly Allen', and 'Peaches Geldof'.

In 'Lilly Allen', and 'Peaches Geldof' we have two vacuous, talentless, moronic individuals who have only got to where they are today through nepotism.

Their is nothing of any worth or value in either of these two sappy individuals, and they have about as much talent as a decomposing sock between them. Why people feel the need to in any way aspire to individuals like these two sorry sacks of lard is quite staggering. They are devoid of talent in any way, shape, or form and would never have got to where they are today if it was not for their famous fathers.

Being privileged is one thing.

Being privileged and using this as a spring board to promote your talentless child's inability to create anything of any relevance to mankind, whilst thinking that they are in fact highly talented and worth their 'Celebrity' status is nauseating to say the least.

There are many highly talented individuals who work hard at their craft every single day, and whose talents by far exceed nepotistic individuals like 'Lilly Allen', and 'Peaches Geldof', but who go un-noticed because they do not have the opportunities certain privileged individuals have.

So to those talented individuals with more talent in their piss than 'Lilly Allen', and 'Peaches Geldof' we say 'Rise above the Cabbages'.

And to those talentless, nepotistic individuals 'Lilly Allen', and 'Peaches Geldof' we say 'Just Fuck Off'.


                                                                                                            By Arnie Canoe

Odd One Out Part 1: Obamatron and Cyborg Dave



Illuminated Freemason

Illuminated Freemason

Here we have a game that you all can play from the comfort of your armchair whilst scoffing warm toast and gulping a huge mug of tea.

The game is called 'Odd One Out', and it is an old game that requires the player to have full use of their eyes (very important), and also a fully functioning brain that is open and impervious to bullshit.

Of the two choices on display you have firstly 'Obamatron', the 'Manchurian Candidate' and puppet of 'George Soros' the Billionaire.

And secondly you have 'Cyborg Dave', the hereditary royal reptoid machine, and place man of the 'Bilderberg group'.

Both of the above pieces of 'Illuminated Free masonic Shit' advocate peace by creating fake wars on terror, fake terrorist incidents, and carpet bombing innocent civilians in the process using depleted uranium shells.

They are both also part of the deliberate orchestration into reducing the 'Fake financial economic deficit' by ripping the funding from the good, honest, and impoverished members of society (and in the process lining their own pockets), thus destroying economies and personal livelihoods on the say so of their sinister, non-elected handlers.

And both are manipulated by their reptoid handlers like a couple of thick, brainwashed morons, towards steering mankind into the direction of a 'Global Fascist Dictatorship' the likes of which will decimate the population of it's 'Useless Eaters'.

They both are also not answerable to the general public for their actions, lie like a couple of spoilt little sickly oligarchs, and have absolutely no empathy (due to left brain mental conditioning, and hereditary bloodline interbreeding) for the misery they create, and the lives they destroy.

So do you know what the answer is to this round of 'Odd One Out'?

Answers on a postcard if you do.

Keep trying if you are not sure.

And if the know what the answer is but it is to much for you to handle..well then that's just something that unfortunately you are going to have to deal with. Good luck!


                                                                                                         By Arnie Canoe






Hank Marvins Ferocious Underpants

Hank Marvin's ferocious underpants spat razors over the wedding cake and guests leaving everybody sliced carnage all wet quiff quiff quiffing on Gideons choking lambretta which spewed like clockwork marzipan soldiers when viewed through stained glass windows looks a very sorry sight to the kings of Leon who can be seen flopping around like half slain turtles dressed in free form anoraks on the wedding guest list on the flippy girders on the side of girders flippy like large worms in batter setting fire to women's underwear just to be on the safe side of east street turbulence ramshackle pastry brush existence where all men are rectangles all women are circles all cats are dogs and all dogs are just about able to raise a smile but only when women naked but for a grin are stuffed erotically full of thick hard pumping and positively enormous flatulence cakes

What a disaster all weep weep weeping
For poor ole Hank
And his ferocious underpants
The wedding was ruined by cake smash gymnasts
And the guests were disgusted
By what they had been put through

Oh what a frightful disaster snivel wet snivel
For poor ole Hank
And his ferocious underpants
The party was truly over by the ringing of last orders
And the guests were all now gone
Leaving poor Hank alone on the dance floor

This cut-up was constructed during  winter of 2001 and is taken from one piece of prose, but is re-arranged in places for a more surreal feel to the piece.

                                                                                                    By Spartacus Mole

The many faces of 'Victoria Beckham': Face 1

Cellular Loneliness

This image of 'Victoria Beckham' is one of many that clearly shows the huge array of  diverse, creative, and stylish poses that she possesses in her amazing modelling repertoire.

The above picture in particular was carefully squeezed out of 'Victoria's' plasticated, skeletal jowls using a mix of  Scientology's satanic ramblings, and dumb nausea syndrome tablets.

A huge selection of 'Victoria's' pictures were sifted through by a crack team of moronic cabbages in order to select the above image to start off this new blog segment.

And so it is with great satisfaction that 'Victoria's' team of moronic cabbages are able to bring you this image of 'Victoria', the first of what will be many more in the future.

                                                                                                            By Roland Barnacle    

Art squit

Abstract 2

This abstract painting is another example of not only my inability to paint, but it is also an example of how pure expression can release our inner most feelings.

The painting was again done on 8ft by 4ft hardboard, and is mounted on the wall inside the main entrance at Instant Nowhere Korporation Ltd's premises.

By the way answers on a postcard if you have any idea how I was feeling when I created this abstract painting..I really do not have a clue?

                                                                                                                    By Heston Quiff

Animalistic Directors

This drawing was created after watching the animalistic behaviour of a Director in charge of a Company where I previously worked for a number of years before leaving.

The ignorant, out of control, child-like tantrums this so called adult, and Director of a Company carried out over the years made me realise quite literally in an instant that the true animals are not the ones in cages, and they certainly should not be the ones we casually throw peanuts at on a daily basis.

                                                                                                                By Charlie Cornflake
                                                                                                                          

Mindless automatons

Golems 2

The Golems are starting to appear everywhere throughout society. Only this morning did I notice two Golems trying to kick start a bin..I tried to explain to the two Golems that the bin was not in fact a Motorbike but actually a bin for putting rubbish into, but after a few brief grunts, copious dribbling, and more arse flatulence than a gassed out Horse I realised my efforts were pointless.

The more dumbed down we allow ourselves to become by watching banal, excruciatingly moronic T.V. programmes, and by believing the lies spewed out from anal politicians and the vile media, the closer we move towards becoming mindless automatons...just like the Golems!!

                                                                                                                     By Arnie Canoe

Car melting liquid wax

Red rubberised car melting liquid wax onto a simple truck stop a car melting liquid wax car a melting liquid wax towards instant nowhere parcels covered in liquid wax car melting holes all over my pinnacle pineapple wax car melting liquid wax over a storm eye liquid car juice melting wax to ....



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The Bilderberg Bitch



'Lady Muck'

Margaret Thatcher. A woman who ripped the heart from the country, and sold it's soul down the gutter on the say so of her masters 'The Bilderberg Group' and 'The Moriah conquering wind', finally has shit on her hands. The 'Iron Lady' is now simply 'Lady Muck'. Unlucky you sinister old krone!


By Arnie Canoe

Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Dumber.

Mindless Golems 1

The mindless Golems represent the vaccuous mind controlled state that mankind is ever-more being steared towards by a systematic, and co-ordinated dumbing down of everything within society by the 'Moriah conquering wind'.

By Heston Quiff

How the stars relax part 2: Ben Elton



Satan makes me do it

Ben Elton, Satan's little coat hangar, and man voted most likely to enjoy hanging Goats from Willow trees likes to relax by hanging around Men's toilets dressed in a Medieval suit of Armour.

By Roland Barnacle

How the stars relax part 1: Piers Morgan

                       

What a great guy I am

Piers Morgan, vile length of decomposing flesh, and the only reason why the death penalty should exist likes to relax by drifting over the countryside in his private hot air balloon, and dropping stale sandwiches from enormous heights onto the heads of rosey faced Farmers.

View through a fractured kalaidescopic lens

collage 2



This Collage represents a multi-dimensional look at life through a fractured kalaidescopic lens. All layers are viewed at the same time, even though they exist, and have existed at completely different points in space time.

By Heston Quiff

Tim Rifat Speaks

An article in New Scientist has described how Japanese scientists are beginning to read P300 brainwaves electronically, with a view to developing computers to scan the brain for verbal content. At present, this research has been able to match up only a handful of words that pass through the subject's brain. 

    There has been much anecdotal reference to a super-secret group in the US military which has developed the means of electronically scanning the brain to read the subvocalisation that passes through a targets mind. Synthetic telepathy, or electronic brain-scanning, would be a valuable tool for the US military. However, since the fall of the Soviet Union, it fears its own population more than foreign enemies. 

    Lacking sophisticated telepaths developed by the Russians with a gamut of drugs, brain surgery, invasive electronic stimulation, amplification and psychotronic generator interfaces, the US military is rumoured to have perfected synthetic telepathy.

    The electromagnetic signals in the brain are of a very weak intensity, but, in synthetic telepathy, only the signals associated with subvocalised thought are of interest. The areas of the brain associated with speech are the Broca, Wernicke and supplementary motor areas. So, by connecting these parts of the brain to a computer via electrodes, highly sophisticated computer systems can decode an information stream and read subvocalised thoughts in the brain.
 
It is well known that the National Security Agency (NSA), the largest of the US state security organisations, possesses the most advanced computer systems in the world. If Japanese medical research is already detecting a few key-words just using P300 EEG signals, then it is very likely that the NSA can read substantial portions of subvocalised thoughts. If the alleged transfer of alien technology from the so-called "Greys" is factored in, then full comprehension abilities may already have been achieved.

    In the article titled "Covert Operations of the US National Security Agency" [NEXUS, vol. 3, no. 3], the author, John St Clair Akwei, makes mention of EMF Brain Stimulation for Remote Neural Monitoring (RNM) and Electronic Brain Link (EBL) technologies. Such electronic RMCT has been in development since the MKULTRA program of the early 1950s and, in fact, the US military has been using RNM since the early 1980s.

    It is alleged that the Kinnecome Group at the NSA's Fort Meade is deploying this RMCT against US citizens on a grand scale. Another group at Fort Bragg is alleged to be using synthetic telepathy and electronic RMCT to augment the capabilities of Green Berets involved in their program. One of the aims of the research may be to remove conscience in the soldiers so that they may be better equipped for expunging internal 'subversives' such as militia group members.
Nexus Vol 4 No 2, The Esp of Espionage, by T Rifat.