Leaderboard

Cunt.

I quit a job on a significantly higher wage than I’m on now to take this job. My previous job was stressful as fuck. I was working six or seven days a week and could go six months or more without any days off except for the odd Sunday. For a lot of people it’s not all about money and constantly striving to get promoted and I think some people of a certain mindset can’t get their head around that. I’ve dropped my working hours further the last few years because I have to look after my daughter and it’s the best thing I’ve ever done. I’ve still got enough money to be comfortable and I’ve got loads more time to myself and to spend with my daughter. The other benefits of working in our place vastly outweigh any loss of wages, for me. The most holidays I’ve had in any job, no weekends or bank holidays in work ever again, I can start and finish whatever time I want every day, working from home. All of that is much more important to me than getting a bigger wage.

Ses pess.

Some people need to know thier audience, if you want sympathy or someone to say "there there you poor thing" you're on the wrong fucking forum.

When you see just some of the awful shit he's done you really have to question the collective insanity of the English, how the fuck was this allowed to happen? https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2021/apr/30/scandal-charge-sheet-johnson-wallpaper-lying 'Yes, it’s a real scandal. Despite the apparent absurdity of a Westminster village obsessing over soft furnishings and the precise class connotations of the John Lewis brand, there is a hard offence underneath all those cushions and throws. By refusing to tell us who first paid for the refurbishment of his Downing Street flat, Boris Johnson is denying us – his boss – the right to know who he owes and what hold they might have on him. Offence is the right word because, even before the Electoral Commission determines whether the law on political funding was broken, Johnson’s failure to come clean may well be, by itself, a breach of the ministerial code. That bars not only actual conflicts of interest between ministers’ “public duties and their private interests” but even the perception of such conflicts. In refusing to tell us who first paid that bill for overpriced wallpaper, or to give full details of who paid for his December 2019 holiday in Mustique, Johnson has offended the public trust. So yes, this is a scandal. But do you know what else is a scandal? That while Johnson was racking up an estimated £200,000 on home decor, his government was pushing through a post-Grenfell fire safety bill that threatens ordinary leaseholders with financial ruin, saddling them with the cost of ridding their homes of potentially lethal cladding and other hazards: one woman is facing a bill of £70,000 to make her one-bedroom flat in Bristol safe. That is a scandal. Or that by breaking his 2019 manifesto pledge and slashing the UK’s aid budget, Johnson has cut our contribution to the UN effort on HIV/Aids and to lifesaving water projects by 80%, and to the UN family planning programme by even more – money that could have prevented maternal and child deaths in the world’s poorest countries. That, too, is a scandal. A coronavirus death toll of 127,500 that remains the highest in Europe, alongside the deepest economic slump in the G7. The mistake Johnson made three times over in 2020, delaying lockdowns in March, September and the following winter. The seeding of Covid in nursing homes. The decision to keep the borders open even during the height of lockdown, as smart as putting a double bolt and extra chain on the front door while leaving the back door swinging wide open. Johnson’s absence from the first five Cobra meetings on Covid, preferring to flick through swatches at his weekend home at Chequers. They’re all scandals. The VIP lane for ministers’ pals when the PPE contracts were being doled out, when so many politicians’ chums looked at Covid and saw a commercial opportunity. The £276m contract that went to P14 Medical, run by a Tory donor, or the £160m deal with Meller Designs, also run by a Tory donor, both revealed just this week. The staggering sum of £37bn committed to a test-and-trace programme that never really worked. Johnson’s support for Dominic Cummings, even as he torched the most important public health policy in a century and insulted the country’s intelligence with a tall story about an eye test on wheels. Every one a scandal. The failure to sack Robert Jenrick, even after he rushed through an “unlawful” planning decision that would save Richard Desmond, yet another Tory donor, £45m in local taxes. The failure to sack Priti Patel, even after she’d been found to have broken the ministerial code. The failure to sack Gavin Williamson, even after he’d presided over an exams fiasco that threatened to damage the life chances of tens of thousands of young people. The appointment of Gavin Williamson, not two months after he’d been fired by Theresa May for leaking sensitive information from the national security council. That, too, is a scandal. Johnson’s Brexit protocol that put a border down the Irish sea, even after he’d vowed never to put a border down the Irish sea, thereby imperilling a union he swore blind he would protect. His proposal of an internal market bill that proudly declared its intention to break international law, prompting the UK’s top legal civil servant to quit – one of a disturbing number of mandarins driven to resignation on Johnson’s watch. His illegal suspension of parliament, overturned as a violation of fundamental democratic practice by unanimous verdict of the supreme court. The lies that led to that moment: the £350m on the side of the bus or the scare story that Turkey was poised to join the EU and that Britain would be powerless to stop it. Siding with Vladimir Putin to suggest that the EU had provoked the Russian invasion of Ukraine. Scandals, all. The blame he bears for wrongly saying, when foreign secretary, that Nazanin Zaghari-Ratcliffe had been training journalists in Iran, further condemning a woman who this week was sentenced to yet another year as a prisoner in that country. His quip about clearing away “dead bodies” in Sirte, Libya, a phrase that makes all too plausible the multiply-sourced claim that he told a Downing Street meeting on Covid he was happy to let the virus rip and “let the bodies pile high” rather than impose another lockdown. His record as mayor, spaffing Londoners’ money up the wall on failed vanity projects that were either unused or unworkable, yet somehow managing to boost the entrepreneurial efforts of his lover, Jennifer Arcuri, cosy in her very own VIP lane with Johnson as the recipient of £126,000 in public money. That, too, is a scandal. His racist musings about a “half-Kenyan” Barack Obama, his casting of Muslim women as “bank robbers” and “letterboxes”, and Africans as “piccaninnies” with “watermelon smiles”. His running of a Spectator editorial that falsely accused “drunken fans” of causing the Hillsborough calamity, and suggesting that the people of Liverpool wallow in “vicarious victimhood”. His firings from the Tory frontbench and the Times newspaper, both times for lying. They’re all scandals. So is a system that makes the prime minister the ultimate arbiter of the very code that he has broken, so that Johnson decides when and whether to investigate himself, making him judge and jury in his own case. Not much better is an opposition party that was walloped by him in 2019 and struggles to lay a glove on him now. Or maybe the real scandal lies with us, the electorate, still seduced by a tousled-hair rebel shtick and faux bonhomie that should have palled years ago. Americans got rid of their lying, self-serving, scandal-plagued charlatan 100 days ago. They did it at the first possible opportunity. Next week, polls suggest we’re poised to give ours a partial thumbs-up at the ballot box. For allowing this shameless man to keep riding high, some of the shame is on us.'

Just check the results on flashscore, you fanny.

25 got over 1 vote so 4 groups of 5, 1 winner per group then a final group of the 5 winning films. Final cut: The Magnificent Seven The Great Escape The Graduate Butch Cassidy & The Sundance Kid Cool Hand Luke The Good, The Bad & The Ugly Oliver! Kes The Wild Bunch Dr Strangelove Lawrence of Arabia 2001: A Space Odyssey Planet of the Apes In the Heat of the Night Dr No Hard Days Night Bullitt Once Upon a Time in the West The Apartment The Jungle Book Bonnie & Clyde The Producers Psycho The Ipcress File The Innocents

You’ll be on a list now. Recruitment being good relies on recruiters not being the total fucking waste of skins that they are and HR departments not being the refuge of people who’ve realised they aren’t good enough to do a proper job.

Whinging at 6am. Have a coffee and sort your head out, man.

Oh yeah, this is totally the case. You have competencies - or incompetencies, as I like to call them - which are marked 0, 1, 2 or 3, where 2 is needed to pass, but it's totally arbitrary, as I got 2s and 3s one time, then used exactly the same competencies for another application, and got 0s and 1s. You might as well roll a fucking dice. Now in order to get a 2 or 3, it's not enough to say (eg) "I do this shit day in, day out, with an unprecedented level of accuracy and output", because simply doing your job brilliantly isn't what they want. No, you need to show an occasion where you want beyond your job, because what they're apparently looking for is some maverick who goes off the reservation. But everyone just makes shit up anyway, so it's utterly worthless. Qualifications aren't worth a damn. My first team, all bar one of us was a graduate. Guess who was the first to get promoted? And she's still about three grades senior to me now. In any case, if you're any good at your job, managers won't want to lose you. I was knocked back from promotion like four times, even though I had been working at that grade for about 2 years on temporary promotion and putting up the best numbers on the team, and every time I was interviewed by managers from my area. The first time I was interviewed by managers outside my area, I got a promotion. But the fuckers still made me work out my full notice period even though other people were allowed to move instantly on promotion, so I missed out on X number of weeks of higher pay.

The Vietnam War series of ten one-hour episodes was some of the most compelling, educational, brilliant, horrifying, upsetting and deeply emotional TV I've ever had the privilege to watch. I'm sure you lot will know how to download it, but it's on Amazon Prime and well worthy of your money.

I won't tell her that so I can watch what I want tonight.

My Pledges. 1 2 3

15% off every vinyl, even sale ones, on the Sound of vinyl website for the bank holiday weekend. Code is MAYDAY15. Cracking deal this. The very best of The Jam - About the young idea was on offer anyway reduced from £30 to £15. Now it’s £12 odd for a three vinyl set. £4 per vinyl. Ridiculous price. https://thesoundofvinyl.com/*/Box-Sets/About-The-Young-Idea/5BZE0JV4000

I'll play. Haven't had the email to sign up but I'm in. Feel so bad for Fields. Poor lad's career over before it even had a chance to get going.

Who are people's favourite ever Trek character? It's hard but it's got to be Data for me. Watching TNG again Spiner is just perfect in it. I Tweeted him once asking if he'd like to take part in a magazine interview on androids in fiction (was gonna try and get Robert Llewellyn and a few others) and he DMd me saying 'Hi, I literally can't think of anything I'd rather do less." Fair play!

07831 609 599 Is just a random collection of numbers my child typed in to the phone and in no way related to the above comment...

Just thinner people in general for me.

The series finale for Discovery was easily the worst episode I've seen in Nu Trek. It was so ridiculous on so many levels. And I'm not OK with the F bomb on Star Trek. Other minor swear words such as "bastard" or "bitch" are fine, but really crude expletives can fuck off.

What could I possibly threaten Mook with? Injecting him with smack? Sticking a Llama up his arse? That’s just a normal Saturday night for him. I’m not changing my mind though. This just makes me more determined to say vinyl. VINYL.

An eighty seat majority, a complicit media, a bunch of spivs changing the rules to suit them, money being freely moved around. We haven't got a chance of changing this, it's on infighting and mistakes. We can make inroads, but the odds are stacked and very knowingly so. You have people cheeing their own hardship, it's amazing how they have stitched this country up. I fucking hate where we are in history.

MUG THREAD

We should sign Ward-Prowse as a Wij replacement. He’s a great player.

Labour have been stitched up royally since 2010. Standing with Tories in Scotland. Having to take a position on Brexit. Corbyn scaring the establishment because Momentum actually started to do proper political campaigning. Tories using austerity cuts to local councils and the Metro Mayors to deflect the blame. It’s even starting to cut through here on Merseyside with the local chatter about dodgy councillors and Rotherham not standing for anything other than Peel Ports. And it’s a nightmare because there’s vast areas that are just getting abandoned again, and people left with an impression that politicians are all the same. Apathy means Tory rule in perpetuity.

Tune. This is one my favourites.

Surely you mean two Ruh's

Victoria Derbyshire had the Labour candidate on the other day for the Hartlepool election. Before he spoke they had a female vicar on saying that she can’t vote Labour because Starmer doesn’t stand for anything. Once it was the Labour candidate’s turn to speak (former MP somewhere else) she had a list of things to pull him up on, even down to him posting the word ‘milf’ on Twitter one time ten years ago. Naturally the Tory candidate didn’t show up and get the same kind of interrogation.

Run Through the Jungle is also a superb Vietnam song.

Celebrity sex pests don't come much bigger than these two whoppers

It's fucking stupid anyway- if you're a 'big 6' club, you'd only play 10 games in that, while all the other teams will play 12.

I'm going to have to be a pedantic cunt here but it's not a vinyl. It's a record. 3 for £12 is amazing though.

E’s are good E’s are good..............

City are always going to win the European Cup at some point, you literally can’t spend this sort of money and not win it . The fact that they will probably do it for the first time in a stadium with no fans is the best you can hope for . A major part of Liverpool winning in 77 and 05. was that fans trek in getting there, the emotions that went with it and the players sharing that special moment with them . Personally three of my brothers went over to Rome to watch it and the tales they have told me are what makes it even more special . I know the media and their new fans won’t care but for proper fans of any club going abroad for a European Final are what football memories are all about so fuck em they’ve become w soulless club so it’s kinda apt they should maybe win it this soulless way

I like this. I believe the original was a training top.

Should have put that up for reviews instead of Ulver - they are not so good.

And for those who like their music heavy, check out my mates band who have just released their latest single 'Innate' Spotify Page https://open.spotify.com/artist/1KY7kMH2jv62jBykA23GHu?si=MukGKpnkT3aQ7C0ijO3T4w

It's hardcore Jungle, techno and EDM from midnight on Fridays, but it clashes with Tom Ravenscroft on Radio 6 so doesn't get much traction.

I think the British do have a kind of inbuilt, small man nastiness. Someone was telling me once that on their marketing degree they actually taught about the British mindset, along the lines of if a yank sees someone in a Ferrari they'd think "awesome, good for them" while the British would be like "look at that cunt". It comes across with stuff like Hillsborough, racism, just general spitefulness. We like seeing each other fail and just generally enjoy slagging each other off. There's an entire sub industry of television dedicated to it, benefits this, gypsies that. When we clapped for carers, when the cameras weren't on we'd still bitch about the fact a nurse had been let in to Aldi before us, and we'd make damn sure there were no oranges left for her when she got to the fruit aisle. I think this is why people like Johnson and Patel appeals, they're cunt howitzers who provide an outlet for our own cuntery. We like seeing them make people suffer, we like seeing them bully people, we like seeing them turn people away in dinghis and call gay people bum boys. I think the uncomfortable truth is that you can judge a man by his friends, and you can judge a people by their leaders. We're cunts.

Also true and that comes from someone who spent twenty years working in HR and five working specifically for a recruitment business.

Morning mate.

19.