This week on Planet Woke, hitherto indetectable racist Danny Baker became bored of being gainfully employed, and of not being hounded as a vicious bigot to his dying day, and decided that the birth of the royal baby would be an opportune moment to spring out of the closet in a white pointy hat declaring his hatred of all things insufficiently Aryan. Read the rest of this entry »
Category Archives: Politics
Over the weekend a video filmed at the Lincoln Memorial, Washington DC went viral which appeared to show a rather smug looking teenage Trump-fan standing uncomfortably close to Native American activist Nathan Phillips in an apparent act of intimidation, whilst his large group of school friends danced around chanting and mocking Phillips’ display of tribal drumming.
This video first came to my attention courtesy of social justice activist Shaun King who posted it on Twitter accompanied by the following emotional commentary: Read the rest of this entry »
Stephen Yaxley-Lennon – better known by his pseudonym Tommy Robinson – has been making headlines again. He is currently on bail due to his proclivity for repeatedly filming himself on court premises during active rape cases, and broadcasting the footage to his sizable Facebook audience. In his capacity as a guerrilla journalist for Rebel Media, Robinson turned up outside Canterbury crown court in May 2017 and attempted to film four defendants in a Muslim Grooming Gang trial. He was charged with contempt of court as a result and given a three month suspended sentence, along with an absolutely explicit warning that any repeat offence within an 18 month period would see his three month term of imprisonment activated immediately. Read the rest of this entry »
The list of things that could persuade me to take a fine springtime Monday off of work, is about the size of the yellow pages and crammed full of trivialities. The list of things that could persuade me to willingly spend that same work-free and temperate Monday navigating Southern Rail’s incompetent shitshow to travel into the bustling, crowded heart of our country’s capital, is virtually non-existent. It’d need to be something I view as essential or otherwise impossibly tempting. Something like a protest against the governmental erosion of our most important fundamental principle, maybe. Or beer. Beer will do it too.
Thanks to incremental advances in scientific knowledge, gaps in our collective understanding reduce over time. We may someday discover the boundaries of the universe. We might work out how to view dark matter. It’s possible that we’ll uncover incontrovertible proof of the existence of parallel universes. We may even gain a true understanding of the popularity of televised cooking competitions.
There are, however, some mysteries that seem destined to remain inexplicable. For an example of such phenomena, look no further than in the apparently boundless ability of ostensibly unimpaired people to grossly misunderstand virtually every statement ever uttered or written by American author and neuroscientist Sam Harris. Read the rest of this entry »
Once again, a crowd of innocent people enjoying a night out at a music concert have had their lives taken in a senseless and vicious act of brutality and callousness. On Sunday 1st October, 62 year old Stephen Paddock killed 59 people and injured over 500 more in a mass shooting in Las Vegas. From his 32nd floor room at the Mandalay Bay Hotel, he opened fire with an arsenal of modified semi-automatic assault rifles, upon concert goers attending a country music festival. Read the rest of this entry »
Dear Mr Burnham,
I’m writing this because I wish to acknowledge your remarkable achievement on BBC’s Question Time on 25th May 2017. Only two days prior to your appearance, I woke up to the news that a young man had strolled into a pop concert being held at the Manchester Arena and detonated a suicide bomb in a crowd of primarily teenaged girls and their parents. My initial reaction was to be overcome by a mixture of painful emotions. Outrage. Grief. Disgust. Devastation. Followed by a tidal wave of unbridled, unimaginable anger. Your achievement, Mr Mayor, is to have made me feel even more apoplectic than I did already. To increase the rage that I already felt upon finding out that children had been murdered en masse, should have been a truly impossible task. And yet you managed it. Effortlessly. Read the rest of this entry »