Good point. She is a proper plagerist. It reminds me of someone I went to uni with who would use Amazon's 'Look inside' function in order to lift quotes from relevant books and cite them in the reference list.She'll be looking for anecdotes to steal, particularly from the more personal/memoir type books. The Marx and theoretical stuff is just for show.
Welcome, delighted you chose kumquat for your avatarIn response to earlier poster re Iceland delivery, Iceland's not free unless you meet minimum order but yeah, then it's free delivery. Let's face it Cack will deffo be meeting minimum order, we know she doesn't survive on that poorly cooked crunk. Then again, she probably thinks of herself as more of a Waitrose shopper, except when she's pov cosplaying to her legions of adoring squigettes.
The writer of Poverty Safari refers several times during it to the pressure he feels to share details of his past, particularly the problems with his mother, in interviews etc and how he feels about it. I'm now fully braced for Jack to steal this and claim it's the media making her bang on endlessly about being poor for a brief period of time ten years ago.Exactly. I actually thought Poverty Safari was really good but its target audience is very obviously not 'people who are already poor'. Maybe she'd know that if she'd read it
I was on a bus (!!) the other week and there were a couple of teenage goths talking about Marxism and it was like they were the first to personally discover it and they had all the answers. Bit like Jack!Introduction to Marxism?! Is she gearing up to burn down the pillars of the house or what?
https://giphy.com/3oEduPQqbpT1LqVOz6Very proud of those 20-odd books isn’t she? Reading age of 7 when she was 5 for crying out loud! Now look at her! She sometimes sends this picture to her old librarian who laughed at her when she tried to take out The Republic by Plato aged 8. Needless to say she had the last laugh.
Do are you are told. MATE. I would be taking my shoe off at this kind of shit. The audacity of these people but we are the rude awful trolls?
Literally nothing would make her happy.Does everyone believe if she got a regular tv slot, like Saturday Kitchen but on a Wednesday at midnight would that finally make her happy? Or if she owned her own home without bills and could paint her front door?
I’m just musing about what it would take to get this odious little runt away from Twitter and dangerous portion sizes.
A bus? (Skims Marx Wikipedia page) Were you appropriating the drivers surplus labour for purposes of exploitation, comrade?! (Sticks tongue out)I was on a bus (!!) the other week and there were a couple of teenage goths talking about Marxism and it was like they were the first to personally discover it and they had all the answers. Bit like Jack!
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I see lowborn by kerry hudson in there. I've on and off been reading bits of that fir a while. Can't really cope with it. I am absolutely sure Jack has read it. And nicked bits for her own story.
Same here... my parents never had much money but there was always a lovely evening meal. The meat would usually be a cheap cut of meat like breast of lamb, belly of pork etc but always served with veg and potatoes. Neither of my parents had a car either so we had to walk to get the weekly shop. This was way back in the '60's and we never really considered ourselves as 'poors'.I was poor growing up. We are a very basic diet, cheap. But you know, it was tasty food and sometimes I miss it. Cheap food isn’t slop. This is how I know she has never been truly bones of her arse, no way out of it, poor.
I made my housemate at uni cry once because I pointed out that socialism is almost impossible to achieve in reality due to the way structures are set up, the fact greedy people exist etc etc. I'm also a big ol' lefty but I'm quite practical about it.I was on a bus (!!) the other week and there were a couple of teenage goths talking about Marxism and it was like they were the first to personally discover it and they had all the answers. Bit like Jack!
I wish she’d STFU about her gaping wound…Her superpower is turning herself into a puddle of slop so she can seep under doors into the Groucho club.
I potater hate-herPotat-er hater
Whataboutery really pisses me off.The sign of someone who has lost the argument or can’t articulate their facts effectively.Attempting to deflect the valid points made against them by trying to make the other person feel defensive and or guilty.The argument derails or the person backs down. Either way it takes the heat off the points being made. In this case whether the person involved does sfa for charity etc is utterly irrelevant. Opinions are allowed. Always.
For example Monroe , I don’t need to be a chef or a cook to know if I’ve been served a bad meal . A pertinent example when it comes to your food you pathetic greetin faced fanny.That’ll do.
Reminiscent of the shapeshifting cockroaches in Borat the movie...Her superpower is turning herself into a puddle of slop so she can seep under doors into the Groucho club.
Apparently I was a bit of a terror, during the shop, we didn’t have a car either. in those days you didn’t take your push chair into the shops to shove into the shins of other shoppers, or block the aisles.Same here... my parents never had much money but there was always a lovely evening meal. The meat would usually be a cheap cut of meat like breast of lamb, belly of pork etc but always served with veg and potatoes. Neither of my parents had a car either so we had to walk to get the weekly shop. This was way back in the '60's and we never really considered ourselves as 'poors'.
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