Showing posts with label The Pink Van Lady. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Pink Van Lady. Show all posts

Friday, 13 February 2015

FOTOS ON FRIDAY

See... It worked!
We can throw in knitting patterns too...
Just going to the shops like only women do that!
Here's our Employment spokesWOMAN.
She wants to put a time limit on the dole.
Exterminate, Obliterate, Annihilate...
 in a nice warm feminine way, of course. 
Yeah, I'm having a slight problem with the geography here.
English Defence League, South Wales Division.
(Back to boy stuff here so we ditched the pink captions)
You could never accuse Irvine Welsh
 of failing to make his point.

Labour wants to sell off the NHS to save £20 billion.
Don;t forget that when you vote.
This dude is Murphy's right hand...whatever.
It's a mad world that the same state seems to think that
the Vile creature needs more  food money (on top of her massive salary)
than this woman needs to help her manage her disability.
EWWWWWWW!
Poor Murphy... easily confused.
By the way... what happened to the "Murphy's Law" sound bite?
You and thousands of other Mr Reid.
Another thing Labour is confused about...
Erm, and you were whining about someone calling you a cowbag on Twitter? Away you bloody daft woman and grow a spine.
Whit's gaed tae gie's no ill tae tak.
(Pink again because Margaret wouldn't understand
big butch blue writing.)
Perfectly put!
Well said Sir or Madam!
It's not just oil we do better in!

Wednesday, 11 February 2015

THEY RESPECTED WHITE VAN MAN; NOW THEY RESPECT PINK VAN LADY

How completely out of touch with people is Labour?

Harriet turns up at ASDA: That's the place to find women! 
You really have to wonder what on Earth Harriet Harman was thinking about when she dreamt up the idea of touring England in a pink van to talk to women.

You might have thought that Labour would have learned some sort of lesson from the scorn that was poured on them and their Tory mates in Scotland when the 'patronising woman' ad for the NO campaign was released. 

You'll doubtless remember that that particular campaign featured a woman drinking a mug of coffee in her kitchen, and telling us all that she didn't really understanding the finer points of the politics. Instead she spoke about "that man aff the telly"; she didn't know who he was or what he was... (the First Minister) and worried about her kids and getting her husband's breakfast.

You may also recall that it went down like a lead balloon, and was mercilessly satirised on social media.

The idea that women only take an interest in politics when they are engaged by another woman, preferably in the  kitchen or supermarket, or involved in a domestic task, talking about children, or bedecked in pink, is surely something belonging to the 1950s. I don't know a single woman who has been impressed by this and I do know a few who have been pretty much angered by it. 
Rumour has it that Jim Murphy (the sexy beast)
 is out there talking to the ladies!
That all this was the brainchild of arch-feminist Harriet Harman is almost beyond belief. And like the patronising woman and her "eat your cereal" broadcast, it has rightly been pulled apart on social media and on television.
Clearly the Tories think it is a good idea!