So yet another shit journey on Wizzair surrounded by bad breath and farts. again they ran out of beer before the mid rows and passengers have no concept of personal space. I can hardly wait for the obligatory round of applause upon a safe landing, although safe landings are by no means guaranteed on such cattle class flights. on previous journeys I have experienced numerous delays and at least one front wheel becoming detached.
At the moment my concerns about landing are superseded by the lack of suitable booze and air conditioning. sauna I can handle, but the sweaty boys changing room that is Wizzair BHX to OTP, is now after 2 and a half hours, unbearable. The things we do for others eh?
So the next step, should we manage to land, is to negotiate the militaristic Romanian customs and immigration. These people clearly miss the ways of the old dictator and adorn themselves with more weapons than John Rambo on a bad hair Monday, and the dress code of the IRA.
With luck they will turn me loose outside and my ride will be waiting. Else wise I will find myself stranded in the sub zero air of midnight Bucharest. this would not be the first time nor I doubt the last.
My lift did promise to come armed with champagne, and if true I shall find myself in better spirits.
The journey to England this round consisted of alternating bouts of babysitting both children and purported adults across the dead centre of the country from Birmingham to Leicestershire, onwards to Lowestoft and the reverse for three weeks straight.
I think I can call the mission a success despite my true calling being a doctor of journalism. Many skills were remembered from my days of a teacher and many memories of why I vowed never more to teach.
The schooling system in the United Kingdom has broken down. It was never great, but with liberal use of wooden rulers and wooden blackboard erasers for punishment they turned me out in an almost functional state. Today class sizes are doubled and the spoilt child is spared the birch in its varied forms. The result seems to be kids replacing the violence suffered at the hands of teaching staff with violence on the streets. Stabbings and muggings abound when playground drug deals go awry. and that's just the parents.
I took particular interest in the little darlings proficiency in mathematics. The modern syllabus consists of counting up to ten Lego bricks from ages four to seven. Everyone except my good self were happy with this, so I grabbed a pencil and had them doing longhand calculations in under half an hour. Why are classes dumbed down? I shall elucidate thus:
Streaming of different talents is banned. The chain is as strong as its weakest link, and the weakest links receive all the attention because they are worth more in terms of funding. A school, sorry 'academy' gets a fat bung for every retard they can educate to write their own name in crayon, but there is no such reward for turning out a prodigy; therefore the top talents are held back and given nothing to exercise their grey matter.
After a short while they inevitably allow their attention to wander and get branded ADHD or some such invented label, and then the student becomes profitable once again.
Subsequent to this 'diagnosis' made by the teacher, so qualified with their bachelors degree in art history or finger painting in menstrual blood, the hapless little genius is dosed to the eyeballs with amphetamines and antidepressants so they can sit at the back of the 30 something strong class like a zombie, at last feeling as challenged as all the rest of the darling little customers.
It is small wonder that the average IQ is falling by nearly a point per year, and at this rate in a decades time Britain will be almost as stupid as America (who only manages to stay in the 90’s by importing Chinese students).
But that was always going to be the case when women are allowed free choice of partner.
Rare is the female who is attracted by intellect. Most of the fairer sex prefer boys who can display brutish violence or fountains of money. they will also by design, ditch and swap partners if they think they can muster greater remuneration for the rental of their saggy snatch. Family values are thrown away for the thrill of instant gratification and Instagram likes.
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I had high hopes for this show
Episode 3 -just delete it, don't even bother with the normie folder. 3/4 of it is about these two fag hairy fukkers livin the dream in the apocalypse, the only redeeming bit is they kill the motherfuckers off at the end.

I'm done with the show, I hate the in your face woke fag bullshit !

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