Gee that's harsh

[xoggoth]

Having read this:

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk...n-1870913.html

I shall definitely be refraining from advocating the stabbing of Gordon Brownstuff in future. Or blowing him up. Or boiling him in sulphuric acid, which would be even better. If I was to suggest it, that is, which of course I wouldn't.

[Moscow Mule]

Christo en bici some coppers are crap.

[Peoplesoft bloke]

Meanwhile some really humourless terrorists are planning to do bad things, and they have a cunning plan to throw the fash off the scent by (and this is the clever bit) - not putting any details of their evil plans on Twitter, Facebook or any similar tw***y sites for tw*ts.

[Spacecadet]

Meanwhile some really humourless terrorists are planning to do bad things, and they have a cunning plan to throw the fash off the scent by (and this is the clever bit) - not putting any details of their evil plans on Twitter, Facebook or any similar tw***y sites for tw*ts.

Have you not seen www.burkabook.af ?

[dang65]

I don't use Twitter myself but, from what I've read, it wields enormous viral power and I would have thought that the natural response from that community would be for every single one of them to immediately post, "I'm going to blow [choose something] sky high".

And then wait for the cops to work through the backlog.

(Assuming this is a true story.)

[thunderlizard]

There's one good conclusion to be drawn: South Yorkshire Police are clearly very diligent in guarding against terrorism and presumably will be very grateful to receive any similar titbits that could possibly be interpreted as a terror plot.

I have already sent them details of a planned attack on Slough from the pen of a Mr J. Betjeman, and would urge you good citizens to do likewise.

[threaded]

What a cretin, everyone knows that thought crime is now a reality in the UK.

[threaded]

Slough
by John Betjeman (1906 - 1984)

Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough!
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow.
Swarm over, Death!

Come, bombs and blow to smithereens
Those air -conditioned, bright canteens,
Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans,
Tinned minds, tinned breath.

Mess up the mess they call a town-
A house for ninety-seven down
And once a week a half a crown
For twenty years.

And get that man with double chin
Who'll always cheat and always win,
Who washes his repulsive skin
In women's tears:

And smash his desk of polished oak
And smash his hands so used to stroke
And stop his boring dirty joke
And make him yell.

But spare the bald young clerks who add
The profits of the stinking cad;
It's not their fault that they are mad,
They've tasted Hell.

It's not their fault they do not know
The birdsong from the radio,
It's not their fault they often go
To Maidenhead

And talk of sport and makes of cars
In various bogus-Tudor bars
And daren't look up and see the stars
But belch instead.

In labour-saving homes, with care
Their wives frizz out peroxide hair
And dry it in synthetic air
And paint their nails.

Come, friendly bombs and fall on Slough
To get it ready for the plough.
The cabbages are coming now;
The earth exhales.

[RichardCranium]

It's nice to know the Terrorism Act is being used to protect UK citizens.

[Sysman]

I have already sent them details of a planned attack on Slough from the pen of a Mr J. Betjeman, and would urge you good citizens to do likewise.

How long do you think it'll take them to cotton on to the fact that arresting JB might be a little tricky?