Patrick Starr

  • WTF Summer Stinker Poll 2019

    Hallo Readers, Usually the annual WTF Summer Stinker Poll is a politics free zone, but it would be impossible to publish anything this Friday without mentioning one of the most ridiculous weeks in British history. We all knew it was coming, but it… Continue reading

  • WTF Julian Special

    Hallo Readers, This week, Julian Assange was sentenced to 50 weeks’ imprisonment in the UK for jumping bail. In 2012, he walked out of a London Magistrates’ Court having been granted bail on an extradition hearing to Sweden, where he… Continue reading

  • WTF All-Male Christmas Turkey Poll 2018

    Hallo Readers Yes, it is that time of the year again. I mean, the time to vote for the WTF Christmas Turkey 2018 (it went quickly, didn’t it?). This year, after six years of men and women vying for the… Continue reading

  • WTF Cake Special

    Hallo Readers, A cake is not homosexual, heterosexual or bisexual – it is a cake, a confectionary, something with no nutritional value that tastes nice, a passing moment of pleasure on the tongue. So how did a £36 50 gâteau end up being… Continue reading

  • WTF Summer Stinker 2018

    Hallo Readers,  Yes, it is that time of the year AGAIN!!! I refer to the WTF Summer Stinker 2018 where 16 appalling fashion horrors await your judgment as to who deserves the coveted prize for the worst dressed person of the… Continue reading

  • WTF Much Ado about Nothing Special

    Hallo Readers,  Did anyone actually think that an orange numbskull with the attention span of a gnat, who has been winging it since the day of his inauguration, and whose idea of diplomacy consists of removing a speck of dandruff from the President of France’s lapel… Continue reading

  • WTF Grammys Deep Horror Special

    Hallo Readers, Would you put the Chief Rabbi in charge of the Pork Promotion Programme? You would not. So why would you put climate change deniers in charge of your environmental policy? In the US, the idiot President appointed Scott… Continue reading