THE REPTILIAN JOHN JUNOR – OR ‘PASS THE SICK -BAG, ALICE’

JOHN JUNIOR WAS ***T.

jUNOR WAS VARIOUSLY DESCRIBED AS  REPTILIAN, ONE OF THE MOST DISAGREEABLE MEN IN BRITAIN, A BIGOT, A RACIST, A DEEPLY UNPLEASANT, PHILISTINE AND HYPOCRITICAL MAN.

HE WAS A MONSTER, WHO INSTRUCTED HIS STAFF NEVER TO TRUST A MAN WHO WORE A BEARD, HAT OT SUEDE SHOES, WHO BELIEVED THAT AIDS WAS A FAIR PUNSIHMENT FOR HOMOSEXUALITY, THAT ONLY ‘POOFS DRANK ROSE’, AND WHO HATED THE IRISH WITH A VICIOUSNESS THAT HAD TO BE SEEN TO BE BELIEVED

HE WAS EDITOR OF THE SUNDAY EXPRESS FOR OVER 30 YEARS, WHERE HE MANAGED TO LOSE OVER 2.5 MILLION COPIES IN LOST SALES DURING THAT TIME. AT LEAST HIS READERS WEREN’T QUITE AS BIGOTED AS HE IMAGINED THEM TO BE! I FIRST BECAME AWARE OF HIM WHEN HE WAS LATER WRITING A COLUMN FOR THE MAIL ON SUNDAY, WHERE HIS ANTI-IRISH TIRADES WERE LEGENDARY. HE ENDED ONE ARTICLE WITH THE WORDS ‘WOULDN’T YOU RATHER ADMIT TO BEING A PIG THAN TO BE IRISH?’

HE WAS KNIGHTED IN 1980 FOR HIS SERVICES TO BIGOTRY AND RACISM – A CASE OF THE ESTABLISHMENT YET AGAIN LOOKING AFTER ITS OWN. PASS THE SICK-BAG, ALICE.

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PIGS AND J JUNOR

 

 PIGS AND J JUNOR

 This island, this septic island

Adrift in a sea of indifference

Towed along by other entities

Once fearful of its wash

Hear the battle-cry from every tower block,

Every street corner every public bar,

Every private club

It is the cry of the wastrel, the cry of the vagabond

The thief in the night, the rapist, the pick-pocket

The whore,

The low cur, the high roller, the insider,

The asset-stripper, the banker and the bounty-hunter

 

Ask not what I can do for my country

But what my country can do for me

 

You have fouled this planet with your culture

Profaned us all with your arrogance

You value dogs more highly than children

And leave old soldiers to freeze in empty rooms;

Single mothers flaunt their skin-tight jeans

And ‘gentlemen’ still peer down their long noses

Where the only good Irishman is a stupid one

Or a dead one

And the only good Black man an unemployed one

Or a pimp

 

Wouldn’t you rather be a pig?

 
This poem is taken from, 67- a collection of 71 poems, now available @  http://www.tinhuttalespublishers.co.uk/67/