@Franglais
You are so kin predictable that you are getting simply ridiculous.
Yep, I’m wearing my turban as we speak.
If you ARE actually interested no, I hate cricket, but I do spend a bit of time ratching through you tube in moments of boredom.
Football as you rightly say, yep, music, old bands I like, trucking related stuff, articles from soecific people in all areas of entertainment…and some political stuff from all sources…hope that fulfills your curiousity.
In fact I even sometimes find myself watching some of thr derisory biased left wing stuff for a bit of impartiality (and amusement) put on by deluded clowns like yourself…
I find that listening to an opposite pov tends to open your mind to varying degerees…YOU really OUGHT to try it btw.
So come on then, what points do you readily and automatically refute this time in your own inimitable way?
Is it the facts about the illegal immigrants posing as refugees?
or
Is it the popularity (or lack of it) of the Labour Party,… after you have presumably read some official survey or another.
You will need to clarify the workings of your mind for me.
You always react to this sort of stuff like some Robot from a 1950s Space ‘B’ movie.
You see something that …‘‘Does not compute’’.…
I imagine all the electronic film 50s bad sound effects going on in the background.
'‘What is this sorcery’, eeez bang, 'what can this be, this does not register, zzzee 'It does not fit in with what my masters (whatever left wing outfit) tell me is true (their biased political narrative) does not compute, does not compute…weee eizzzx buzz.
…
So then…
''Must discredit the whole thing’zeeem
(Obvious first step…rubbish the source.
Then dig up some dirt on the presenter.)
Whilst totally ignoring the content without a second’s consideration or attention to it…missing the whole point and motive of the post.
'‘Wizxxx ‘Must keep blinkers on, must keep head buried in sand…weeex does not compute’’
Think official narrative whizz
(With steam coming from your metal robot’s head.)
Sorry please ignore the translation and interpretations of my weird sense of humour, of which you in particular provide me with hours of entertainment.
I even feel a bit guilty sometimes, the way some Victorians likely did when visiting freak shows.