The Jess Phillips Phenomenon – Slime masking as a healing lotion!



By Stanley Collymore

Only those who’re psychologically lumbered with this

curse, for that in reality is what it is, would know

what it actually feels like not simply to be an

ordinary idiot but crucially also a purblind

one like Jess Phillips for example, and

for whom it’s patently obvious to

anyone with a half-functioning

brain, or who unlike the braying jackass

Jess Phillips isn’t thoroughly insane,

that intelligence, commonsense

and reason are alien factors

to people like her and

consequently in their

discernibly pathetic and utterly

mindboggling, puerile existence

are certainly characteristics

that aren’t exigent in any

relation to how these

morons ravishingly

go about feeding

an uncontrolled

irresponsibility.

A wholly delusional and essentially too a fantasy

reality TV world which is unmistakably their

permanent domain, and where quite frankly

anything that even remotely smacks of

principles, an estimable value system

or basically just common-o-garden

integrity is impossible for the Jess

Phillips of this world to comprehend and

consequently is promptly treated with

the utmost suspicion, a consummate

disdain and an intense and entirely

undisguised hostility of the kind

that’s unequivocally prevalent

in their sordidly deleterious

conniving and malicious

actions against Jeremy Corbyn; and thus

manifestly and quite unsurprisingly

with their odious sort becomes

their recognized trade mark

and status quo situation.

But how I earnestly

wish that instead of the hapless

grouse it was these lowlife

scum like Jess Phillips

and her throng who

were calculatedly

subjected to an

authoritatively

approved of

bi-annual

hunting

season!

© Stanley V. Collymore

12 August 2016.

Author’s remarks:

There’s an old moralistic and evidently sensible, for transparently obvious reasons, saying that those who as a consequence of their own deliberate, unthinking and downright stupid actions find themselves in a massive and calamitous hole of their own choosing and making should immediately stop the digging they are carrying on with. An intelligent conclusion, one would have thought, to readily suss out and competently implement if the person concerned has even a half-functioning brain lodged in their cranium that’s physically embedded between their ears.

A pretty straightforward state of affairs for the likes of you and me, not that I’m suggesting we would have allowed ourselves to ever be in such a dire situation in the first place. But clearly definitively inured and blissfully happy with this morons, risibly pathetic clowns, ludicrously obsessive attention seekers, profoundly ingrained and dysfunctional incompetents while individually and collectively characteristically comprising a consummate array of human detritus, look no further than the novice – this lowlife nonentity only entered parliament for the very first time after the 2015 British General Elections – Birmingham Yardley MP Jess Phillips!