Rubbish. When is Morrissey going to make the change and publicly commit to a Vegan lifestyle which is compatible with the lyrics and video footage accompanying 'Meat Is Murder'. He is a gross hypocrite for lambasting others for eating meat whilst he refuses to confirm he has abandoned eating Corpsetarian cheese. He should be put on trial for #CrimesAgainstAnimals The fact that the mother cows whose milk he stole for 3 decades for his Cheezy Panini crap didn't get slaughtered until they stop feeding mucus to Morrissey isn't relevant: #MilkIsMurder #MorrisseyIsMurder
He has run out of time, it looks like the final mixes of #VegAnarchyInTheUK are complete and, as it stands, both Johnny Rotten/Lydon and Morrissey walk the plank. The punk eejit Lydon for butter advertising and his wannabe follow-on 'fake rebel yell' protege, Morrissey, for his Cheesetarianism. f*** Lydon. f*** Morrissey. Both charlatans, as was the entire punk/post-punk charade. When #VegAnarchyInTheUK drops on 9/11 next year, both these wankers will get their come-uppance. Unless, of course, The Annointed One changes his mind, but that's unlikely. The fatwa against Morrissey's career after he slighted and abused David Banda for his crime of being an African orphan was lifted, at great effort, after the release of 'Istanbul'. But this is the final judgement and it has been passed. He flunked Vegan Boot Camp with BrummieBoy and know he's going to 'face the music'. Over the Sex Pistols gig at Bogarts, Patti Smith at the Odeon, his decades of lying hypocrisy and much more. But Lydon is in even worse trouble.....and he f***ing knows it..... "the great Rock'n'Roll Swindle" was the appropriation of Sabbath riffs by the Sex Pistols which BrummieBoy challenged at Bogarts. McClaren and Lydon (along with the fluffers at the NME/Melody Maker/Sounds colluded in this fraudulent re-write of the absurd cult of 'punk'. BB kept his counsel for 4 decades but "it's time the tale was told" on this and on much more. BB is dead now, his meat-space mind-body is vacant awaiting the full arrival of The Annointed One. We thought that would be Midsummer, but it appears it will now happen on 9/11, BB's birthday. BB is in his crypt, asleep. He rose from the dead after Morrissey's self-executing last interview where he attempted to both conflate Veganism with Vegetarianism and to appropriate Vegan radicalism into his brand, Morrissey Inc. Ditto his absurd references to that other idiot, Gary Yourofsky. But BB did what he had to do. He gave Morrissey a final chance to escape the metaphorical axe, but clearly, Morrissey wishes to be remembered as a charlatan and a Crank-Fraud. So mote it be.
Cue the usual bleating from The Best Troll On The Payroll about how this should be taken to the 'serious press'. Nonsense. They too are in on the fraud, they all have an finan cial and career investment in Ye Olde Punk Rock Mythologies to sell memoirs, gig tickets and the rest of the Bread'n'Circus nonsense which Morrissey is in up to his neck. f*** Morrissey. f*** Lydon. Let's see if Morrissey claims he wasn't at Bogarts that night. After all, he never went to Birmingham in the 70s, did he? Never. That's why he doesn't recount any such visits, other than the dubious account of his visit for Patti Smith at the Odeon. It's his 'Autobiography' after all, not 'Autofiction' like wot BB was always doing here, there and everywhere.
It's all very sad. If Morrissey had lived his public life in sync with his stated principles then he would now be unassailable as a cultural figure for the next centuries, but his alabaster will come crashing down alongside Lydons. They both seem to wish this destruction upon themselves. Go figure. In accusing others of being guilty of Meat Is Murder and showing SlaughterPorn at his gigs, whilst eating #MilkIsMurder cheese and refusing to confirm he has become Vegan, by failing to publicly confess his #CrimesAgainstCows and make suitable Atonement, he has doomed himself. There is no appeal against this sentence. His Legacy will be as a tragi-comic clown/Klovn and we all know about "The Tears Of A Clown". No wonder he's been so depressed since re-inventing himself as "Morrissey", as it's all been a "ha! ha! charade, you are" bullshit fest. The Annointed One will not hesitate to publicly avenge the animals who died so Morrissey could stuff his stupid gob with cheese whilst lecturing other's from a stage-pulpit, dressed as a priest. And he compares eating meat to paedophilia? What sex crime is appropriate for eating Cheese, Morrissey? It's enforced #CalfFellationForFarmers In terror, having been torn from their mothers so you could eat Cheese, the Agri-Fascist Farmers delight in offering up their cocks instead of the terrified calf's mother's teat. And the calf in his distress will suck at anything to quell the terror of hearing his mother's screams in the distance, in darkness, awaiting being turned into veal, white meat impregnated with Farmer Gile's spunk. And if you don't think this is commonplace activity amongst the Agro-Fascist Farmer 'good aul boys' all over the world: you clearly have never spent time on a farm. f*** you Morrissey.
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