March of Shame
They destroy the world simply by walking through it
It appears that the ‘filthy gypos’ laying siege to New Zealand has captured the Kiwi imagination, so much so that I decided to post a brief update on the feral band as they descend down the North Island leaving havoc and consternation in their wake. Refer to my previous post for information.
There is a sign of hope. The government have served a deportation order, however, as one of my astute readers pointed out, the gypos have 28 days of grace in which to appeal. More than enough time to complete their plan of laying waste to great swathes of this beautiful country.
The Irish Consulate have expressed concern that the ‘travellers’ are assumed to be Irish when in fact they hail from England. Erm, methinks they protest too much. The Irish accent is particularly strong and highly characteristic of Pikey folk. The Consulate also bemoaned the stereotypical labelling and cried racism- so they do know they are Irish tinkers then! If any group deserves to receive stereotypical branding it is these folks. Interestingly, even the national Irish press is referring to the predatory mob as ‘Irish travellers’: If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck……..
The ‘Scourge of God’ left Auckland to continue their merry travels/travails south. On arriving at a Hamilton petrol station they were pounced upon by the diligent plod. One of the party was promptly arrested; a 26-year-old woman was charged with theft. She appeared in the magistrate’s court next day where she was fined the majestic sum of $55.
Gypo spotting has become a popular sport in NZ and a Facebook page has been set up to chart the progress of these travelling folk as they rollick south.
Yesterday, the unruly group appeared in Wellington (getting too close for comfort) and tried to convince the manager that they had made a prior booking for ten. This certainly was not the case and anyway, the Motel was fully booked. By their motto, they live: Lie, Cheat and Steal.
The Kiwis seem to have found the measure of the ‘tourists’ and are reacting as any decent folk would; they are treating the interloping wretches with disdain
Priceless! But now that they're within 100 km of Flaxen Hall you might want to lock up your alpacas and make sure your quiver is fully stocked.
ReplyDeleteI'm ready for a siege. Spam butties have been made; homebrew in fridge; arrows sharpened and 303 Lee Enfield Mark IV rifle at the ready.
ReplyDeleteI hope Twat Cruncher is also honed ready for use.
Delete'Twat cruncher', the double headed Dane axe is ready and willing. The lime pits have been dug. By the way Robert, your latest comment on my post 'Intelligent Design' has been noted- I'll get back to you later in the day with a response. Cheers.
DeleteSo you ARE a true Saxon warrior:- you sleep eaxh night with your trusty old battleaxe by your side...
Delete(I'm SO glad I'm out of Mrs S's reach, on the other side of the world).
Funny Ted: but she knows where you live.
DeleteThis worthless bunch of parasitic bastards are the biggest reason why I'd be in favour of building a wall between N & S Ireland.
ReplyDeleteI remember being a kid at primary school when the gyppos would turn up at fairly predictable intervals across the year. There'd be a spate of thefts, vandalism & robbery then the buggers would move on & things would return to normal.
Other species learn from experience. Today, that useful behaviour is deemed inappropriate & we're supposed to smile indulgently, embrace the diversity - and reach into our pockets to pay for them.
Very much the same as I experienced as a kid. Funny but, the liberal press are now painting a more sympathetic picture of the gypos. Good luck with that, say I.
DeleteThey're not much loved in the Isle of Erin, either - which explains why there's so many of the buggers here in the UK, mainly 'based' in Liverpool.
ReplyDeleteWhat is there to love? Plenty to hate though.
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