Second Son For Red Ed Miliband ++ Photo ++

I wonder if he'll be bothered to put his name on the baby's birth certificate this time. Incidentally, when was it that Ed Miliband and Justine Thornton got married then?

It's the first I've heard of it.

+++ UPDATE +++

Ha, ha! It appears that the Guardian have now spotted their mistake ...

.

Ed Taliband

Via satellite phone, from the caves of Afghanistan, footage of the first official overseas endorsement of Ed Miliband as the new anti-capitalist leader of the Labour party ......

via dioclese

Ed Miliband on Marr Show + Exclusive Photo +

You can tell Ed Miliband is new to the job can't you ..... Andrew Marr would've already had the 'go easy' message, hours ago, from his Labour biased BBC colleagues. Still, nothing like making sure though, eh Ed.

Political Poster Redux

Remember the last time a jew was the leader of a major political party, here in the UK, and Labour compared him to Fagin in their original smear poster?

Imagine the outcry if his face were to be replaced by Red Ed's  ......

Tip of the yarmulke to ASE for the inspiration ;-)

Labour Leadership Contest ++Updated++

 

Ed Miliband Forest Gump is the
new leader of the Labour Party.

What a total inbred fuckwit.

That'll be Labour consigned to political oblivion

for another 10 fucking years then.

Good. The twatting cunts.

++ UPDATE++

iDave's official response (ahem) to the

new liebore leader is available HERE

Labour Leadership Non Contest

So, according to a recent article, Tony Blair has been grooming David Miliband to be his successor since Dubya made it clear, in 2006, that they [the USA] would have 'big problems' working with Gordon Brown. (well who fucking wouldn't). In an interview at the time, Saint Tony of Bliar even described Fyffes Dave as “my Wayne Rooney”.

How sweet.

Well, as we all know now, Miliband Major failed to grow a fucking pair and hid in a cupboard under the stairs whilst the one eyed, pill popping, gonad gobbler became an unopposed and unelected Prime Mentalist. So, 3 years or so later, after we have all been metaphorically reamed in the arse (without lube) and McSnotty is busy doing sweet fuck all and getting paid handsomely for doing it, Two Faced Tony from Bliarshire is finally about to bring on his star substitute. Wayne Millitwat.

We all know that 'Bananaman the Spinless' is going to 'win' the Labour Leadership Election don't we, it's been a foregone fucking conclusion since the day Gordon grabbed a couple of young boys and fucked off back to Scotland. I mean 'Election', that's a fucking joke for a start, the whole thing is a total sham. Going through the motions, just for the pathetic and totally unconvincing sake of appearances.

So that's it then, Billionaire Blair will, in essence, once again be at the helm of the Labour Party, despite what the fuck any of the lying spintards say in public. New, old, borrowed or fucking blue it'll make no fucking difference once 'Me Mini Me MiliBliar' gets in to his stride, having benefited from years of grooming via his mendacious mentors ... Lord and Lady Tony of Duplicity and Slotgobshire.

However, there is but one thing standing in the way of Bananaman and his utlimate goal of reaching the heady heights of MiliBliarism ...... The Cleggeron Coalition. Otherwise that jug eared, spineless, cock sucker of Saint Tony will be waving a whole fucking case full of bananas, outside the door of Number 10. Which, in time, will undoubtedly lead to much more of this sort of thing. And this, this and fucking this.

Finally, I'll leave you with a soundbite/spinshite which was taken from a recent article here (well worth a read for the bullshit entertainment value) where David 'fyffes rooney minibliar' Miliband proclaims .... "Politics should be about getting out into the community and speaking to people. It should be about people and policies, not about spin and press releases."

They just don't fucking get it. Do they. Any of them.
Deluded, arrogant, duplicitous and aloof ... as ever.

The InFamous Five

A Summary Of The Main Characters

Andy : Andy is the youngest of the five, 3rd cousin once removed to Ed and his older brother Davey. Tall, thin and cheeky as well flouncy and immature, sometimes a bit effeminate. He is the weaker of the group and very protective and possessive of his eye liner collection. At the start of the series, Andy is 12 years old; the final book does not state how much the children have aged, but if you count the years in which the series run, then he will be 16 and three quarters. He showed his adolescence in Five Go Squabbling On The Hustings

Blinky (Ballsy or Ed): Blinky has a sick sense of humour, but is also untrustworthy and bossy in nature. He is three years older than Andy and one year younger than Davey. Blinky is very caring of no-one but himself and does his best to bully any fucker that gets in his way. He also has good truth gymnastic abilities which he has used in numerous dilemmas. He had a non-heroic role in Five On A Treasurey Island.

Davey : Davey is the eldest boy in the group, and generally shows an air of aloofness during the Five's various adventures with foreign types. He is more likely than the others to become Bliar like and famously dislikes the childish adventures that the Five constantly encounter. He is 16 years old in the first book of the series and 20 and a half in the last. He is known to be very forgetful sometimes and often walks around clutching a banana. In Five Have A Fuck Up To Solve, he acted as a brave and responsible person but let the others sort it out and took the credit. A known claustrophobic since he is frightened of being in encroached spaces with his own ego.

Ed (Eddie or Minor): Ed, sometimes called Minor, is Davey's younger brother. Ed is the archetypal wanker of a kid brother, very insignificant, undecided and sycophantic to the Five and to Davey in particular. He provides semi-intellectual deflection for the other children on multiple occasions. Ed's mummy adores him and thinks that he is the best little boy in the world. In the first book of the series, Five Go Off To Camp, Ed and Davey's parents have forbidden them to wear a traditional Polish dress. After the end of the Five's first adventure, their parents relent and also let them change their birth names.

Diane (Flabby) : Diane is single minded and insists that she is always right, despite her duplicity. With her big mouth and portly figure she is often mistaken for the World Junk Food Eating Champion, which displeases her enormously. Like her father, George Galloway, she has a fiery temper. She is fierce, headstrong and very abusive when cornered. She is sometimes extremely unmanageable and causes trouble during the Five's adventures. She is the oldest of the Five and in Five Have Plenty of Fun, she left the Blue Lagoon Club at 9.30pm, leaving the others to dance the night away. She said she was tired and wanted to go home to bed and flick her bean, whilst she still had a little energy left.

Aunt Harriet : Harriet is foster person to Andy, Blinky, Davey, Ed and Diane. Called Aunty Hatty by the InFamous Five (and 'devil's dyke' behind her back) she is married to Uncle Fagan, an equally nasty omnipotent piece of work. Through most of her Blighton stories, she is the principal maternal figure in the lives of the five children and treats them all equally. Although, during Five Go To Twat Cove, she did seem to have a soft spot for Diane. The four boys came home early one afternoon, after riding their bikes, and caught them munching the rug together in the front parlour. Nothing was said.

Uncle Gordon (McSnotty) : Uncle Gordon's private life, a rather sordid affair by all accounts, is kidnapped or held hostage in several of the children's adventures. He possesses a quick temper and has little tolerance for children on school holidays, but is nevertheless just as heartless as he may at first seem. In the third book of the series (Five Climb The Greasy Pole) it is established that Gordon is the one-third brother of Davey and Ed's father's 2nd cousin. This followed a rather unfortunate accident with an adult nappy and a miniature rocking horse, which had been discovered in Blinky's back passage. The rest of the Five carried on drinking ginger beer and eating chocolate fingers, turning a blind eye to Gordon's fondness for kiddy fiddling. As always.

Note:
I can't seem to remember any of the other titles in the 'Five' series. Can you?

I'm A Siren Voice Miliband . . .

. . . and I say fuck off you warmist cunt.

data source

Act on Co2 : It's all just an act

.

Climategate Caption Competition

There's plenty to go at here, so do your worst.

The same prize is on offer as last week's EUSSR caption competition

and the winner of that one can be found here.