BBC, huh, yeah, what is it good for?

Why, covering up for kiddie rapists!

I’ve mentioned before that my father was from Leeds, Yorkshire, as was Jimmy Savile (who was a surprisingly big star in the U.K. for decades for some reason).  My dad knew something wasn’t right with the guy based on how at least one friend of his reacted to the mention of Savile’s name, although he (my father) never had clue what the animosity was about.

Well now. Here are your “moral and intellectual superiors“.

There is NO EXCUSE for funding public broadcasting. Maybe there was once, maybe, maybe, but not for a long time now.

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