Arrogant arsehole Donald Duck Trump.

If there is one witless moronic and arrogant arsehole it has to be Donald Trump. There is little doubt in my mind this man has been raised from a position of privilege all his life but more than this he has never needed to mentally apply himself and his a weak individual. There must be more people out there than just myself who see his behaviour and find it hits a prehistorical emotional point. One of complete dislike and to the point of wanting to do physical damage to him.

For his poorly applied tanning spray and his down-the-nose look on everybody, strutting chin of self importance and robotic physical movements all point to someone who is sadly so full of himself he should be locked in a padded room and never given access to a mirror. Not to mention allowed near a woman, ever again.

Only a moron would think he can accuse all the media of being bias, well all the media which doesn't see or accept his unproven unevidenced points of view. It is known he avoids taking questions from the liberal press because they are too probing and accusatory. Questions which would make him uncomfortable to answer, because he just simply doesn't have any answer and they do not accept the bullshit which comes out of his mouth.

Lets take for instance the recent loss of Michael Flynn, US national security advisor. It is known Flynn had spoken to the Russians and assured them sanctions would be moved. However, he had done this in the capacity of a private citizen before Trump was president. Michael Moore has said it is unlikely anything Flynn did was done without Trump's knowledge. When considered this makes sense. Trump has echoed his liking of Putin as a strong leader and business man, probably because he thinks Putin is like him, a man who is self-made (although Trump never is self-made) and a man who is rich both in wealth and power. So it is exceedingly plausible this thought is true, it just makes sense. Just as it makes absolute sense Flynn fell on his own sword, he simply had not choice in the matter. If he didn't then it may well of resulted in Trump immediately being impeached or the heavy weight of the need for truth being centred on him. As it is he is already under a lot of suspicion and no doubt there are a number of unhappy Republican senators with Trump. He stands up and talks like a moron using such words as if he is speaking to a school of primary children or even nursery children. His language must be seeking the naive and uneducated Republican masses, the very masses who believe the world centres only around America and no one else. Trump says the right things to his core highly right wing people, but not just those ones as well, he has touched the sentiment of those electors who are fed up with politics. Yet how can these voters justify voting for someone as self-centred and narcissistic as Donald Duck Trump? Their sense and sensibilities must be getting trailed each and every day. When there is so much media evidence this man should not be allowed to control an ice cream stall let alone a country his presidency can not be sustained. For each day of each week which goes past sees yet another dilemma as he does his best to show he is king of the world and doesn't give a shit.

Now is the time for the media and the press to step up and put the highest level of scrutiny on the highest office in the world, every second and every hour of every day.

Trump can't read

Well the latest theory to hit the headlines is Trump cannot read. Yep, the President of the greatest (allegedly) country in the world doesn't know his ABC and has never read a book. How many republicans are turning in disgust they have voted into office an illiterate ignoramus? In fact it is so serious it is funny and not funny at the same time. While Russia plays high level chess in it's arms alliance with Syria there is Trump getting all his news from watching TV. It is assured he also doesn't have critical thinking skills and has also never read a report in his life. This reminds me a little of Phillip Green the barrow boy who scammed Woolworth employees of the pension fund and let the company go bust. What they both have is enough money to buy people who can read reports then tell them what they want to know. Of course there is nothing Trump doesn't know in his little mind, in reality he's as thick as they come and holds the lives of every American in his small hands. This would be a great time to believe in a non existent spiritual entity, like Santa Claws or the tooth fairy because America you are going to need every bit of help you can get.

Trump - not in his right mind

There was more than just a shiver when Trump got elected president. It is nothing to do with his inability to spell, but rather with his unofficially diagnosed malignant narcissism. Something which has been in and out of the papers constantly during his first and second weeks of office. But in reality it does not take much think here is a person who is not right in the head. The obnoxious way in which

he walked to the inauguration ceremony was sickening. It was the body language of someone incredibly smug with themselves, someone who had little in the way of self dignity. If such a person were just walking along the street like this he'd be open to getting assaulted. It was slimy, and again his actions were mirrored yet again in the sickening display of his first dance with the first lady. In this case her body language was of a woman who had been coerced to dance with the most disgusting man in the world. All I could think is Melania (third wife by the way) must of been on drugs the night she conceived, or hypnotised. Or perhaps Donald or Donny as those close to him like to call him. Donny, so it is said has a large stash of rohypnol under the bed, that's how he does it. The second impression I get is she's a gold digger and had hit the jackpot, it stands to reason a beautiful woman who came from Slovenia a poverty stricken country. She's ironically an immigrant to the USA who has gained citizenship only after ten years, and by chance marriage to an orange celebrity who is so tight he probably applies his own fake sun tan cream. In fact it is doubly ironic because everything about Trump's heritage is foreign, he might of been born in the good old US of A, but his mother was Scottish and his father German. His personal family history isn't American, it is European, he was born in America which is as far as it goes. How can a man with so little in the way of being actually American tell real fellow American's they need to keep the foreigners out. He is less American than 99.99 percent of actual American's.

Donny doesn't act like a president. It's one of the most obvious things about him. He acts more like a spoilt thug brought up in the slums who has made it big and everybody around him must genuflect. He has an element of histrionics about his behaviour as well. The juvenile habit of using social media to disrespect other people and to publicly rant and rage is of someone who doesn't care about being judged by those people around him. His personal wealth has meant there has never been a need to curb his behaviour. Unfortunately it has also meant he's had no time for self reflection on his behaviour. For him it is number one who counts and no one else. We can see this in his current attempt to ban people from 7 Muslim countries from entering the US. The countries he has his own businesses or interests in are not included. The biggest prime example must be Saudia Arabia. It's common knowledge of the 19 terrorists which attacked America on 9/11 that 17 of these came from Saudi Arabia. In terrorism terms Saudi is the genesis point of all terrorist funding as well as being one of the biggest customers for buying arms from the Western world. To which the UK can be pretty much an embarrassing participant. The word is 'selective.' This is someone who certainly cares about his own business interests even while in office as president and one thing we can guarantee over the next four years is a repeat display of ensuring his businesses are not affected by any decisions he makes. Even as president of the US of A, he cares more about his on empire and no doubt we'll see him milking the country for his own benefit.

British Football

I am not a footy fan, but the one thing which I can't deny is loving to hear the passion of those who speak about football, especially on radio 5. They are so in love and so fanatical about the game. However, football has changed, and it has changed so much in the Premiership league even the fans can see the lustre is going. Perhaps it was the ever slow but constant drip and loss of British Footballers as teams went off on spending sprees and bought the best players from around the world. As the game got more talent in it it attracted more of the viewing public, especially those who were willing to pay to view. Then sponsorship became bigger and bigger and signing of players from one team to another became not eye water but rather astronomical. A game which began with proud working class men who would stand on the sidelines shouting their team on. With players who barely got enough money to buy a fish supper but played the game because they loved it to the bottom of their heart. Such were the good old days, so old they have cobwebs and dust on them. For nowadays all has changed, nothing is as it used to be.

Football has become sanitised those who can afford to go are big corporates, they own boxes which view over the field. In almost hygenic fashion they can enjoy a good meal and take a glance down on the field to see how the teams are playing. Some fans may have tickets and those who can afford them notice a change in atmosphere. The fields are not as loud or as vibrant or as exciting and so the passion has dwindled. Passion which is now only present in a local pub where like minded people have a glass or two and shout at the TV set because they can't get in the ground and it's the only place it can be watched for free. While the largest clubs have fans all over the world, fans who have never actually been to a football match at all, fans who are a little like the corporate boxes, jumping onto the bandwagon of excitement, yet don't know what the reality would of been from seeing a real game and going for a dodgy pie from the hut outside. The feel has gone, it is dead and the little clubs who can never get into the premiership league die on their hands and knees trying their best to survive.

There is only one solution here. Stop watching big games on TV, and go and watch your local club every time they play. They may be in the lowest division, can barely get the grass cut on the field but this is where the world began and the commitment really is. For the average working class supporter football will never be the same, and your team chairman, director or owner doesn't give two hoots about what you think or who you are. Sanitised and owned by the rich for the rich, it's not what it used to be.

Yvette Cooper needs to go

After watching an interview from the Daily Politics show between Yvette Cooper and Jo Coburn it is crystal clear, this woman does not represent her constituency and needs to be kicked out of her seat. The reason for this is the toxic subject of immigration. Jo reminded Yvette there was 66 per cent support for a BREXIT in Yvette's own constituency, but yet Yvette was on record multiple times as having supported the remain camp. In a typical back peddling exercise we see Yvette hop skip and jump backwards, doing everything she can to make herself look like she was trying to advocate means to tackle immigration, but at the same time was a remainer. The two views are contradictory. An MP should represent their constituency, so Yvette has gone against the opinion of her own supporters who were massively in favour of BREXIT. Yvette Cooper's seat as an MP is untenable because of this.

Yvette Cooper is MP for Normanton, Pontefract and Castleford, this constituency is in West Yorkshire but it is clear from her accent she is not from this part of the UK. Prior to 2010 this her constituency was Pontefract and Castleford where she became an MP in 1997, taking over from an a previous entrenched Labour MP Geoffrey Lofthouse who decided to retire at that time. Lofthouse's last election victory saw him with an eye watering 23,000 majority vote, which was 69.9% of the vote.  Effectively Yvette Cooper had began her life in politics with one of the safest seats an MP could hope to gain. It has been given to her on a silver platter, she didn't need to graft, to go out and talk to the public or do anything spectacular at all. All she needed to do was stand there like an scare crow and she would of been voted in because she was the officially elected Labour candidate. 


Yvette Cooper was actually born in Inverness yet does not have a Scottish accent. Her father went down the road of being a professional unionist, so no doubt had many strong union ties. Yvette was educated in Hampshire which again is a at least 100 miles away from where she is now as MP.  She did her PPE degree at Oxford, which suggests she was fortunately supported by her parents who forked out the financial spondoolies to help her on her career path. Cooper is not a Yorkshire girl in any sense of the word and cannot be representative of a constituency she probably had never visited prior to her being put on Labour's candidate card. The whole process of selecting Yvette Cooper has a resounding smell of nepotism from the ranks. It is ridiculous MPs are selected by parties and they have not actually come from the constituencies they represent and is false representation of the worse kind. Cooper should of tried her hand at being important in Hampshire not in Yorkshire. Infact the more details which are apparent from Wikipedia and other sources indicate Cooper has led a pretty privileged life, nothing of the sort which could be anywhere near understanding the hard working people of West Yorkshire.

So again the question is, why is Yvette Cooper an MP for a constituent she had no ties with? Why is she still an MP when she clearly went against the voting record of her own constituents in the BREXIT referendum? None of this adds up and begins to stink so bad it smells nearly as bad as the nepotism which is expected in Tory party politics. Cooper didn't go back to Alton in Hampshire to represent a constituency where she grew up for good reason. In 1997 East Hampshire polled Tory with a majority of 11,000 and 48% of the vote. So in reality this woman had a privileged upbringing in a Tory constituency and enjoyed the Tory life style as she grew up. Her political career no doubt had been heavily helped by family ties to the unions. For there is no way in hell she could of had any kind of career in politics in Hampshire.

It is a sad incitement of politics when politicians do not come from the constituencies they are in some way tied to. Yvette Cooper's case is a prime example of our own government now being overtaken by career politicians who have not held jobs outside of politics, who have no unique quality which marks them out as different and a character you can identify with. The fact is Cooper could of just as well became a Tory if she wanted and certainly in a place she knew.

Respect your elders?

There is a saying which gets pulled out of a hat now and again it is"respect your elders" and I will admit to disliking it to the point of vomiting. Respect is an odd concept. Because someone has a certain position in life it doesn't mean they should be given respect. There is for example a number of presidents in America who never had the respect of some of the public, or here, the Royal Family or even our own Prime Ministers. Because a certain office is held it doesn't mean the holder of said office should be given automatic respect. The same goes for age. I don't know why it was but I am sure this saying was said a number of times when growing up. In my real experience I have found older people as ignorant, racist and plain dumb as anyone else. Age should not confer an automatic status of respect. In fact such people who say these words do so in order to shut down a conversation or argument, as though they are magic words and to an extent rules. They are not. Hence it was with unsurprising when I saw a video of an elderly woman who was in dispute with a mother carrying her baby and didn't want her to sit on the seat next to her in a first class train department.


Mother and baby in first class row

The clip shows an elderly woman with the mistaken belief she can say what she likes to another person, additionally it shows snobbery if not racism. For in the early part of the video she says "you should respect your elders and betters" such a comment in certain circles would be like waving a red flag to a bull. What can certainly be said of the mother is how respectful she is to a bitter old goat who has spoken without thinking. The baby is the cutest little baby boy you could see, he is quiet and oblivious to what is going on around him. Had this mother been hysterical no doubt he would of taken on her feelings and felt afraid, in turn he would of cried and made the journey unpleasant for everyone. In my opinion this woman deserves a medal and the old girl should be fined for bad behaviour unbecoming of an individual who should know better. The mother kept calm and her behaviour was impeccable. The other odd thing which is noticeable from this video clip is when what appears to be an elderly man off camera interjects on behalf of the old woman. As though he has some business and say in the discussion. Again with dignity it is explained to him why the mother can take the seat. Unfortunately to say like the old woman he seemed to show an instance of stupidity and ignorance.

The word respect is used too much and should be banned from all use. Those who are old and would like this to be a baseball-bat-killer punch had better beware, because one thing for sure I have not and never will give anyone respect just down to their age. For there have been way too many instances I've encountered where elderly people don't deserve it and they certainly don't get it from me.

Not all Samosas are the same

One of the best somosas I ate was from an Indian Take Away. Happening to walk past the shop on one of those lets-have-a-walk days, I popped in and ordered a portion. The interesting thing was they also provided a piece of lemon and a small tub of sauce. The lamb somosas had just been cooked in oil so there was a little leakage but they were lovely and spicy. I also noticed the Take Away had a high star rating sticker in the window. This was about 30 years ago. I've not had a samosa as good as that one since. Even going back to the shop some years later to try and capture that same moment, only to be disappointed. The shop had changed, it's standards dropped and now the samosa was cooked in a microwave, there was no crispyness to it and it was even a little soggy. As is always the case with pastry like foods which have been zapped with radiation to cook them. Perhaps I slightly lie, because I have eaten very good somosas from Indian restaurants. However the thing with samosas are these are foods which you shouldn't get wrong. Everyone knows what they are and what they should taste like. So the reality is the standard should be high, exceptionally high. But it's not.

Yesterday the samosa inkling grabbed me by the throat and compelled me to order samosa from a food stall at my local market. The mobile food unit is ran by Nepalese people and is called Nameste, you'll find a few local nepalise men hanging around it at each lunch time. They are I assume ex-ghurkas because their old military base is up the road. Ever since the Ghurkas have been allowed to settle in the UK a great many of them have accepted the invite and come over. They barely speak a word of English and then stay in multiple occupied properties supporting each other as small communal units. Nepal is next to India and the share similar cultures. Spicy food and somosas being one of them. Unlike the samosas I'm used to which are kind of flat looking these were more small bulky pyramids. The did not have lamb in and it seemed the vegetable samosa was the only one they did. These to were microwaved so  again the instant disappointment radar comes on. Unfortunately the radar was right, they were packed with slightly spicy potato and peas but for some reason had a dry taste to them. Not even the small tub of lemon come spicy juicy stuff was able to take away the dry yukky-can't-eat-anymore reflex. The last two of the five parcels ended up in the bin. At this point I made a mental memo to myself, I'd eaten from this stall before and thought exactly the same thing. These samosas were not up to scratch and must be very mindful not to purchase them from this stall again. It's detestable throwing away food, I know I love it.

The quest for the perfect samosa will continue and the perfect one has to be one you get from a take-away experience. Samosas are finger food, they are to be eaten as a quick snack just to tide you over while going from one place to another and there isn't time to have a full meal or the need for a full meal. But of course, not all samosas are the same.