Category: Governing the people

Dr. Ludwig Dürr, known these days after reincarnation by the name Dr Liam Fox (the disgraced former defence minister now pretending to know about trade), has confirmed speculation that the manufacturers of the modern day Hindenburg, Brexit Industries (aka Little England Inc.), will be moving registration of their radically re-designed zeppelin airship to Britain at the stroke of 10pm, 29th March 2019.

“It’s because Brexit UK will have the most hot air freely available,” The Disgraced Former Defence Minister told LCD Views’ Pseudo Science correspondent, “and we expect to fill our balloons with it at source and for free, and exceptionally tax efficiently once the UK is free of the shackles of Brussels and all those boring things they’re starting to do about large scale tax evasion.”

While the brains at Brexit Industries had anticipated some blowback from the EU27 country the airship is currently registered in, so far none has been forthcoming.

That’s because such a wedge of the financial services industry is moving across the channel, as well as lots of our manufacturing, and well, just about everything, it’s not thought anyone will notice the loss of an airship guaranteed to crash and burn with great loss of life.

“I wouldn’t be so sure,” The Disgraced Former Defence Minister replies, “I would expect the German car industry, and the Irish cheese industry, to come banging down Merkel’s door just before March 29th to demand we keep producing and releasing our inflammatory ideas within the EU. We’ve basically got them over the barrel.”

He believes this because he is an idiot.

The comments by The Disgraced Former Defence Minister have also confirmed speculation that a lot of Dr Dürr’s brains did not transfer via reincarnation, with the exception of the sorrowful blindspot that doesn’t spot catastrophic flaws in his designs.

“We’ve painted a new pair of eyes on the airship too,” The Disgraced Former Defence Minister adds, “and they swivel.”

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No Deal Brexit advocates begin planning post No Deal Brexit hunger games in which poor people fight to the death for food.

Book tickets early to avoid disappointment.

Brexit is finally taking its turn in the spotlight today as Brexiters cast around for someone else to blame for the certainty of Brexit achieving catastrophic results economically, socially, culturally and digestively if it is delivered (like the dirty nappy off a bawling baby Satan left in a filthy, rusting out toilet on an Arriva Trains Wales toilet).

LCD Views spoke to prominent Brexiter, Sauron, to learn why it’s now Brexit’s fault that Brexit is certain to be a complete and total shitshow, and not actually the fault of Brexiters like himself?

“It’s undermining May’s negotiating hand for one,” Sauron blazed, big eye swivelling on top of his tower.

You seem distracted? Are you looking for something? Or someone?

“Of course I am looking for something, I’m always looking for something!”

What?

“A benefit of Brexit!”

There’s no need to shout.

“There’s always a need to shout! Time is running out!”

But surely Brexit, being an ill defined political project, is not at fault, given it can’t define itself?

“Yes it can! Brexit means Brexit!”

That’s just a slogan.

“Well, whose fault could it possibly be that Brexit is sabotaging itself, if not Brexit for acting so bloody recklessly with it’s own planning and implementation? Have you seen what the Japanese car industry is saying about Brexit?! Brexit sucks at making people see they need it more than it needs them! It winds me right up!”

Perhaps it’s the fault of the people who have spent, in some cases, decades arguing that we should Brexit, while doing nothing whatsoever to plan for doing just that?

“Remoaner!”

That’s it? Just insults?

“Stop undermining Brexit! Get behind it and push!”

I will.

“Ha! All will kneel beneath Brexit!”

I’ll get behind Brexit along with tens of millions of other Britons and push it right into the fires of Mount Doom.”

“You lost! Get over it!”

I see this discussion is going the way discussions with Brexiters always do. Thank you for your time.

“It’s undemocratic to vote all the time!”

Thank you for your time.

A man who is always careful to be well tailored and manicured in his speech, lest the mask slip, has announced today he has bought a double breasted hi viz vest from a Saville Row tailor.

“One does not wish to appear to be an ordinary street thug while protesting against the sudden reemergence of parliamentary sovereignty,” the man told LCD Views’ Wolves in Wolves Clothing correspondent, “the men of my political persuasion of the 1920’s, 1930’s and early 1940’s were always well turned out. Latere aperto is my rule of thumb. But, and this is very cunning, sordidum opus face popular tuum, ut alii. It’s best if your common man does the pavement job of jostling and spitting at older people protesting peacefully. All in the innocent hope of intimidating them into silence.”

It’s believed once the vest has been tailored and a fitting taken place the man will wear it in the House of Commons to lend support to his own supporters on the pavements of Westminster.

“Parliament sits in the noble chamber of the House of Commons. Not on College Green. But on College Green the important work of explaining to common voters what happens if they protest against making good the illegally secured victory of the greatest act of democracy since Adolf had numerous referenda.”

Yes, thank you. And that’s with standing room only for the most important debates when a majority of elected representatives turn up, elbow to elbow.

Perhaps a new building would be order? So our MPs can all take a seat like adults and discuss things without carrying on like out of control boys sensing the blood of a substitute teacher. And maybe build it up north, to encourage love and sympathy for London?

“Oh, I do not think the great British public want us wasting their hard earned money willy nilly on new structures for parliament,” the man smirked, “once the shadowy backers of the yellow vests have their way, and I am elevated to the position of sovereign, their won’t even be a parliament.”

Brexit est Brexit.

PMQ’s was noisier than usual today as prime minister of Great Britain and a part of Ireland (if she carries on) Theresa May responded to a sympathetic question from a backbench Tory MP to kick off the weekly party, showcasing British democracy to the world.

”Can the prime minister confirm for my constituents in La-La that the successful amendment to the finance bill last night, the so called Cooper Traitor’s Bill, will not in any way hinder the ongoing construction of her wall against reality?”

To which the Prime Minister of Great Britain, and some of Ireland, replied:

”I thank the honourable member for La-La, Mr Bridgen, for his question. Firstly though may I commend him on his wearing today of an edible Union Jack waistcoat.”

(Pause as the Tory backbenchers cheer. Intervention by the speaker to call for order as several Tory MPs hurl straightened bananas over at the opposition benches, resulting in John McDonnell waking up, saying what? several times, before he retorted by firing a small red book out of a small red cannon. The book taking so long in flight, that the PM gave up waiting and continued.)

”It is with great pleasure I can confirm to the honourable member that my wall against reality is already completed, and has in fact been entirely constructed by sensible use of taxpayer funds many months prior to last night’s vote.”

(More banana throwing. A pineapple is launched. Tory and Labour Brexiters leave their benches to meet and exchange chunks of gammon. Order resumes. Well, what was passing for it.)

”And may I take just another moment to state that in the coming months I will be adding an additional three walls to form a box and then commissioning a lid so that my wall to keep out reality will become a fully functioning sensory deprivation chamber.”

(Orgasms of delight. PMQs pauses for cleaning off the spittle and flung shite.)

Jeremy Corbyn next rose to question the prime minister:

”Can the honourable lady confirm that she will be looking favourably upon my own motion to build ‘a’ wall against reality and stop wasting time on ‘the’ wall against reality…”

And the war against reality carried on.

With the US congress steadfastly refusing to fund his border wall,  president Donald Trump has turned to 80s pop celebrities to help him sell the project to the US public.

White House spokesperson Thomas Dolby confirmed to LCD views Wednesday that the President had this morning entered a recording studio with members of 80s synth pop ensemble “The Human League” to add his vocals to a new version of their 1980 minor hit “Empire State Human”, better known to 80s pop pickers as “that bloody wall song”.

“The president feels that with their rousing chorus of ‘I want to be tall, tall, tall…As big as a wall, wall, wall…’, and backing vocals of “Fetch more water fetch more sand, BIGGEST person in the land”, The Human League have neatly summarised his motivation for erecting this much needed addition to security on our southern border,” he explained.

However he denied point blank that there had been any discussion with the band over a possible further collaboration to rerecord their global mega hit, “Don’t You Want Me Baby” as a on open appeal to Nancy Pelosi, speaker of the US congress, where the Democrat majority is refusing to release funds for Trump’s planned border wall.

“Frankly there’s more chance of the President turning buddhist and  “Being Boiled“, he punned.

Pelosi, for her part, speaking on the steps of congress chose to neither confirm nor deny widespread rumours that she was herself was recording a duet with former “Human League” members Martin Ware and Ian Craig Marsh, better known as 80s synth pop hit factory, “Heaven 17”.

“All I can say at this point is ‘Brothers, sisters, we don’t need this fascist groove thang…” she smirked.

Chaos reigns in Westminster today after and emergency shutdown was declared. This was because a drone had been allegedly seen hovering dangerously close to the Houses of Parliament.

Current government is such a lot of pie in the sky that the drone was potentially interfering with the government’s head space. No blue sky thinking is possible when toy helicopters are buzzing around.

The response was typical of the current administration. A massive overreaction, and complete paralysis. There are genuine fears, from Brexiters of all hues, that the drones could read and steal what pass for their thoughts. Others are annoyed that the drone could possibly disturb their castles in the air.

So no flights of fancy will be leaving Westminster for a couple of days at least. Theresa May has already indicated that the shutdown could last until Brexit Day, when British airspace will finally be rid of all European influence. I’m Theresa, don’t fly me.

Speculation is growing over who could be behind the dastardly drone attack. Brexiters are blaming the pro-EU faction, and vice versa. The Daily Express has already circulated a piece suggesting that sales of drones may only be made to angry red-faced men in yellow reflective clothing.

Unconfirmed rumours abound that the Army has been put on standby in case of further attacks. Expect College Green to be covered in tanks and cannons. Wait for the entitled mob intent on disrupting democracy to burst with pride in the presence of ‘our boys’.

Sources later revealed that there may not have been a drone at all. Drone expert Mon O’Tone gave us her view. “Members of the public sometimes confuse other flying objects for drones,” she droned, monotonously. “Like pigeons, or blackbirds, or crows, or ravens, or fairies, or sparrows, or UFOs, or doves, or robins, or…”

So it could all be a lot of fuss about nothing. A bit like Brexit, then.

Cabinet minister Chris Grayling is under fire today after being caught red handed renting out the empty space inside his head.

When questioned by reporters over the additional income, which has so far not being declared to parliament as required by the rules, a spokesmen for the transport supremo defended the actions of his boss:

“Chris isn’t using the space, why shouldn’t he make a little extra income to beef up his frankly paltry pay as a minster of state,” Mr Bullet Magnet told LCD Views, “he’s actually helping alleviate the housing crisis in London, which is severe, especially in Westminster, where the space is being rented from.”

But this defence failed to satisfy after it was revealed the tenants in the MP’s head were not residential but commercial.

“So? I wasn’t aware when I addressed the matter earlier, but given the bargain price Mr Grayling is asking, I think it only right and proper that we applaud him for supporting a start up British business.”

But even that didn’t wash after it was revealed the start up itself was using taxpayer money to pay for the long lease inside the Transport Secretary’s head.

“Well if he had just paid himself directly you’d say he was corrupt!” Mr Magnet scoffed, “it’s getting so an MP can’t do anything normal without receiving a public handbagging.”

The discovery of the space inside Mr Grayling’s head being put up for rent has increased pressure on the prime minister to sack him, after a string of low profile screw ups that make Mr Magoo appear to be eagle eyed in comparison.

“No chance,” Mr Magnet replied, “The prime minister has a perfectly sensible policy of surrounding herself with complete and utter imbeciles in order to make herself look good.”

But given they refuse to turf her out of her job, until she has completed the task of Brexit and thus willingly becoming one of the biggest fall guys ever in British history, you have to wonder who is actually smarter.

“Not so silly after all, hey,” Mr Magnet winked, before rushing off to organise the shipping news for broadcast to a firm specialising in takeaway food deliveries.

A “top secret” government working group is conducting an assessment on the viability of “temporary Internet shutdowns” to offset anticipated power shortages after the UK leaves the European Union on March 29th.

Speaking to LCD views on condition of anonymity, a senior Whitehall source confirmed that a special working group code-named “Dept Against Reactionary Communication”, or DARC for short, is conducting stress tests on vital infrastructure and services to confirm whether they will continue working in the event of enforced Internet cuts.

“The Internet uses an enormous amount of power – as much as 5 Terawatt hours (TWh) a year, around 8% of total consumption – or almost as much as Jacob Rees Mogg’s bitcoin mining operations, which obviously we can’t shut down…haha..,” he said explaining that temporarily shutting down access on a regional basis would help offset the need for wider power cuts.

“People just don’t realise how power hungry the Internet is, and how much of the content is just snide and arguably treasonous criticism of her majesty’s government,” he cautioned, explaining that  shutting off a single satirical article shared on Facebook could light a city like Sunderland for a whole hour.

“Not that it would help them see any more clearly,” he sniggered.

However he confirmed that the government is aware of the possible downside to cutting of net access, namely what occurred in the early 1970s when the  then Conservative government responded to coal and power workers’ strikes by shutting off all television channels at 10.30pm to save power.

“Yes we are aware that listening to the radio became the second most popular replacement for watching TV, with inevitable consequences for the birth rate,” he confirmed.

“Not worry though, that won’t be a problem once we’ve closed all the remaining maternity and ante-natal units, sent back all the foreign paediatricians and GPs, and got the infant mortality rate back to an acceptable third world level,” he smirked.

What with one thing and another you can’t move for reissues, remasters and re-recordings these days. The latest act to join this list is Chris De Burgh, whose 1983 song “Don’t Pay The Ferryman” has just had a re-recording announced.

Speaking at a press conference, Mr De Burgh made the following announcement:

“A lot of artists have re-recorded their old hits in the last decade, but without making any fundamental changes to them, which is a bit pointless really. If you’re going to re-record a song, make it different enough that the listeners will see a point in parting with their hard-earned cash. So I’m doing an acoustic version of this and a few others that would benefit from the different arrangement.”

The new album is entitled Christopher John Davison, his birth name, to reflect the stripped-down nature of the songs.

In response to the question of timing, he added:

“This has absolutely nothing to do with Chris Grayling awarding that ferry contract to a firm with no boats.”

It was hard to tell from where I was sitting, but it looked like his eyes were sparkling with laughter as he said that. Certainly he was having trouble keeping a straight face. He also added that the acoustic nature of the re-recordings was not a protest against austerity and people being unable to pay their electricity bills.

The compilation also features a re-recording of his best known hit, “Lady In Red” but changed to “Lady In Blue” and with several lyrical changes. The first line in the new version is “never seen you talking so evil as you do tonight”.

Mr De Burgh has denied that this is a dig at Theresa May, although again his face was struggling against a guffaw.

Christopher John Davison is due to be released in the shops this week.