The Pussygrabber’s Swansong

I can’t be the only one to notice the irony that the first foreign country the Pussygrabber visited as President is one where all women have a legal male guardian who has the power to make important decisions on their behalf – where to live, work, whom to marry, what kind of access to health… Continue reading The Pussygrabber’s Swansong

Support the Progressive Alliance

I cannot be the only one who howled in pain as Theresa May announced a snap election despite months of saying this would not happen.  But then again we are used to those who tell falsehoods getting what they want – remember the Brexit bus. Nye Bevan’s comments about the Tories in 1948 are as… Continue reading Support the Progressive Alliance

Christmas is Cancelled in Brexit Land

Dear relatives who voted Leave. Don’t send cards. Don’t buy presents. Don’t invite us to dinner. Don’t wish us Merry Christmas or a Happy New Year. We will not be sitting around the table while you stuff your face with turkey, roast potatoes and all the other trappings of a ‘proper’ British dinner.   I’m not prejudiced, you said. I just… Continue reading Christmas is Cancelled in Brexit Land

Father Christmas is Dead – the Pussy Grabber goes forward

I’ve just woken up to the news that the electoral college endorsed the Pussy Grabber. It’s very much like the feeling I got as a child when I looked through semi-closed eyes at my parents trying to be quiet at the end of my bed in the middle of the night as they filled my Christmas stocking. Although  by then I had stopped… Continue reading Father Christmas is Dead – the Pussy Grabber goes forward