Jack Monroe #459 That westboro baptist church penis wig will haunt her forever

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AndrewsDaddy

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Newer visitors may not realise her crap advice goes beyond food and kitchen utensils. A few moths ago she advised people to cancel their fuel DDs leading to people being charged more, not automatically included in the government capping scheme and at risk of going into debt as her advice was not to pay if you couldn’t. Contrary to the CAB and Martin Lewis advice of other routes to get help. Arrogant little cow insisted she knew best and never replied when victims panicked.
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WoolyMammoth

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There must be a way to set up revenue for a self published book going straight to charity. Am almost tempted to design a notepad that just says "casual grift" on it, do the amazon self publish thing, charge £2 a pop for the food bank (or whatever the lowest is that will generate £2 and the book) and see if I can get higher than crappy kitchen in the list. Anyone know how 😂😂
 
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Hollaaa

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WoolyMammoth said:
There must be a way to set up revenue for a self published book going straight to charity. Am almost tempted to design a notepad that just says "casual grift" on it, do the amazon self publish thing, charge £2 a pop for the food bank (or whatever the lowest is that will generate £2 and the book) and see if I can get higher than crappy kitchen in the list. Anyone know how 😂😂
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I'd suggest Teemill but I hear it doesn't work like that.
 
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Lucky Escape

Lucky Escape

Five hundred dogs said:
All this talk of crumpets has finally made me work out what Jack’s remind me of. Hard tack, the solid, flour and water and often weevil infested biscuits that used to be used as basic sailors rations.
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That ship's biscuit is 171 years old, and I'd rather eat fifty of them than just one of Jack's.
 
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Lucy Aeroplane

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Mrs Peel said:
I just clicked on the link in her twitter bio.

@Lucy Aeroplane (re: your thoughts about a PhD earlier) she 'welcomes discussion of PhD project proposals", one of them being "postdramatic dramaturgies". If anyone is the poster child for melodrama and histrionics it's Jack. Get in there!

Also, I really hope someone reports her.
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I’ve just visited the hellsite to have a look. What a rude, arrogant, self-important nonsense-monger. Totally vile. No wonder she’s a fan of Jack, like attracts like and all that.

I’m not saying my field is free of dickheads, or even arrogant dickheads, but at least it largely consists of matters arising from processes of sense and logic, so you can be pretty confident you’re not just making up a load of shite. I don’t know how anyone could study under that woman and not constantly be afraid that they’re producing rabid nonsense that she happens to think is brilliant. She’s so full of tit that I can smell it over the internet. No thanks to her as a supervisor, or indeed as any part of my life at all.

If I ever get into a financial position secure enough to do it, I really do already have a proposal in my own niche of work, so I will not be able to spend my one shot at a doctorate studying the culture that grew Jack Monroe from a weedy seedling to a warped whatever-the-hell-she-is-now. So, genuinely, if someone else is planning on doing some research on media, journalism, culture, and representations of poverty versus the reality of life for people in/from poverty, please do be my guest, take the idea for yourself. You could use Jack as your hook to explore some of the issues with our media and government - and everything else her brand shows is wrong with society; or you could inspect how her lies and her stans tie in with whatever bits of individual and group psychology (not my fields, so can’t remember what the phenomena are called!) scammers tap into and utilise. And so on and so on. There are lots of potential angles for possible research on Jack Monroe. I bet others will have ideas too!
 
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Emmapism

Emmapism

Okay okay okay okay

'Foghorn Beghorn'
'She sits on a tin can of lies'

DO YOU WANT ME TO STOP BREATHING?!
 
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Birditer29

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Coming from way back in the past - like I mean last century, so not sure where this will end up, but I just read thread 31... The appearance of JackM. I laughed hard! She kept saying she was leaving then popping back up again like a bad smell. I got the impression she was enjoying herself.. also I noticed that despite her admitting her failings, she can never actually apologise can she. Anyway, sorry for derailing the thread. As you were x
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Same here! It was a wild ride for sure reading that!!
 
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House of Carbonara

House of Carbonara

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While it's all fun to take the piss (like you all do so very well 👌 ) it bleeping,bleeping grinds my gears that this is the core message of this fucker and her enablers.

The key message is poor people can live on vegetable peelings and chicken porridge GRUEL. ITS bleeping GRUEL, in 2023. 🤬
Add in some bland, tasteless nutritionally bereft sludge and bobs your uncle.

Sorry, but it makes me so angry and then you have the wetwipes banging on about how much good she does. She does duck all but line her own pockets whilst stomping all over needy people.






They don't need flavour or nutrition they're poor and stupid and should be gratefull
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This, every word if it.
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Jack Monroe is waiting in the wings. A few butterflies in her stomach, but otherwise she's fine. She's excited - this is a new experience for her. An audience of 200 business suits, all there to hear her talk. She has turned a corner. Life, at last, is good.

Then, just as she's readying to step on stage, she hears it. The event compere. He's reading an entry from her erstwhile blog, A Girl Called Jack. The one that went viral. The one that describes her life back in 2012, as a single mum in austerity Britain, no job, little hope, doing everything to make her benefit cheque stretch. 'Hunger Hurts' was the blog's title. The text is a mix of raw anger, tinged with desperation. The words land with brutal frankness. But they are words, too, that captured people's hearts and landed her a book deal. Words that led her here, waiting to go on stage, a voice for broken Britain. Over the loudspeaker, the compere reads: "this morning, Small Boy had one of the last Weetabix, mashed with water. Where's Mummy's breakfast? he asks, all blue eyes and two-year- old concern. I tell him I'm not hungry, but the rumbling of my stomach calls…”

She freezes. All her pre-event bravado, puff, gone. Instantly, she's back in her cold bedsit in the Essex seaside town of Southend, no carpets on the floor, nothing in the fridge, mould around the windows. Did she give in to the little voice inside telling her to turn tail? No. A few silent serenity prayers, a long deep breath, and she marches out onto the platform.

She gives it to them all guns. On what it's like to duct tape your child's shoes together. On how you can 'boil' pasta in a heatproof flask. On unscrewing lightbulbs to save on electricity. Meet Jack Monroe, the 34-year-old anti-poverty campaigner, with her tattooed arms and stack of "god-awful life experiences" up her sleeve, telling it as it is.

"Poverty is absolutely suffocating. It's exhausting. It's a world of lacking, basically - of lacking agency, choices, enthusiasm, energy, health, joy." That's her speaking today. She is back in her hometown of Southend. The moving boxes are out again. Following the end of a relationship, she now needs a smaller place. Exactly how many times she's moved house, she can't remember: 20 times in as many years, she guesses.

Her new flat is far from luxurious - a fact that betrays her Twitter trolls, who accuse her of cashing in on the poverty of others. Yet, the place is comfy enough, with enough space for her
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Jack Monroe is waiting in the wings. A few butterflies in her stomach, but otherwise she's fine. She's excited - this is a new experience for her. An audience of 200 business suits, all there to hear her talk. She has turned a corner. Life, at last, is good.

Then, just as she's readying to step on stage, she hears it. The event compere. He's reading an entry from her erstwhile blog, A Girl Called Jack. The one that went viral. The one that describes her life back in 2012, as a single mum in austerity Britain, no job, little hope, doing everything to make her benefit cheque stretch. 'Hunger Hurts' was the blog's title. The text is a mix of raw anger, tinged with desperation. The words land with brutal frankness. But they are words, too, that captured people's hearts and landed her a book deal. Words that led her here, waiting to go on stage, a voice for broken Britain. Over the loudspeaker, the compere reads: "this morning, Small Boy had one of the last Weetabix, mashed with water. Where's Mummy's breakfast? he asks, all blue eyes and two-year- old concern. I tell him I'm not hungry, but the rumbling of my stomach calls…”

She freezes. All her pre-event bravado, puff, gone. Instantly, she's back in her cold bedsit in the Essex seaside town of Southend, no carpets on the floor, nothing in the fridge, mould around the windows. Did she give in to the little voice inside telling her to turn tail? No. A few silent serenity prayers, a long deep breath, and she marches out onto the platform.

She gives it to them all guns. On what it's like to duct tape your child's shoes together. On how you can 'boil' pasta in a heatproof flask. On unscrewing lightbulbs to save on electricity. Meet Jack Monroe, the 34-year-old anti-poverty campaigner, with her tattooed arms and stack of "god-awful life experiences" up her sleeve, telling it as it is.

"Poverty is absolutely suffocating. It's exhausting. It's a world of lacking, basically - of lacking agency, choices, enthusiasm, energy, health, joy." That's her speaking today. She is back in her hometown of Southend. The moving boxes are out again. Following the end of a relationship, she now needs a smaller place. Exactly how many times she's moved house, she can't remember: 20 times in as many years, she guesses.

Her new flat is far from luxurious - a fact that betrays her Twitter trolls, who accuse her of cashing in on the poverty of others. Yet, the place is comfy enough, with enough space for her now 12-year-old boy.

Hard times came quickly. Born to David and Evelyn, a firefighter and a nurse from Southend, she got into grammar school but was expelled at 16 which she maintains left her with "little education". She began working in supermarkets and cafes, before eventually getting a job with the Essex Fire Service. After she had her son in her early 20s, struggling to juggle nightshifts and childcare, she told her boss she was quitting.

Almost immediately, she regretted it. But when she went back the next day, her manager wasn't interested. Then came eviction, stress, debt - and a rapid downward spiral. That was then, before that fateful night she pressed 'post and went to bed, thinking she might well "shuffle off this mortal coil”. A decade on, she is back on her feet.

This month saw her seventh cookery book hit the shelves, a timely collection of 120 low-cost recipes and money-saving hacks called Thrifty Kitchen. With hunger levels in the UK more than doubling over the past year (nearly 10 million adults and 4 million children are now unable to eat regular meals) according to the Food Foundation, she's publishing a free e-book of 30 recipes alongside the hardback, available via the Trussell Trust website.

USING HER VOICE FOR GOOD
Monroe is a regular habitué of social media (@BootstrapCook), which she takes to with a witty, often vituperative voice. She has a pugilistic streak, an asset she uses to fight the corner of the many social justice charities that she supports. "Basically, if there's an organisation doing something that I think is important, I say 'Hello, I'm a very useful foghorn. Allow me to shout about whatever it is that you need shouting about."

It's in that role that she has become a powerful spokesperson for charities like the Child Poverty Action Group, the Joseph Rowntree Foundation, the Trussell Trust, and dozens of other similarly aligned organisations. Her direct, often expletive-flavoured presentation style partly explains herr effectiveness as a campaigner. She talks of putting "politely worded press releases through the Jack translator" [read: "a little bit sweary, a little bit visceral, even a little bit rude"].

Back in front of those executives, for example, she didn't just retell her own story; she also regaled them with what they could do. "I got my phone out and I'm like, 'So, how much profit did you make last year? How much do your cleaning staff earn?' And I was like, You could literally double their wages tomorrow. Just by sending an email to your board, you could lift thousands of people out of poverty." Most of the suits looked a bit stunned, she recalls. "I have one sole purpose now and everything I do has to be a step further down that road - and that is that everybody in Britain should have enough to meet their basic needs, and I'm including in that joy and dignity and peace of mind"

Being shouty only gets you so far. What makes Monroe's voice cut through is the lived experience that accompanies it. If she had to choose one criticism of today's politicians (and she has many), it's how hopelessly out of touch they are. She recalls sitting down a few years ago with Henry Dimbleby, the man charged at the time with drafting a National Food Strategy. Off the bat, she suggested increasing the value of Healthy Start Vouchers, an NHS scheme that helps young mothers on low incomes to buy basic foodstuffs.

To illustrate, she opened a supermarket app on her phone and clicked 'buy on various food items. In went apples, bananas, oranges, mixed frozen fruits, carrots, milk, onions. Then, turning the screen towards the food tsar, she started deleting them. Halfway through, she stopped. "That's what the vouchers will currently get you," she said. "I don't know if he'd never heard of Healthy Start Vouchers, but he certainly didn't seem aware of their importance," she says, explaining with a proud smile that the proposed increase made its way into Dimbleby's list of recommendations.

Similar ground-up insights frame Monroe's latest campaign, inspired by the unfairness of the cost of living crisis. She is currently pushing the government to give more weight to the disproportionate rising cost of ‘value' ranges in supermarkets - an issue of major concern to low-income shoppers, yet one overlooked in official inflation figures.

With her canny eye for publicity, she has christened it the 'Vimes Boots Index' The term is a nod to Terry Pratchett, whose Discworld series features a character called Sam Vimes, the man behind the 'Sam Vimes "Boots" theory of socioeconomic unfairness. Looking back, no one is more surprised by her dramatic turnaround than Monroe. She still shops in the same supermarket where she worked as a 17-year-old. Occasionally, people remark how weird it is running into her when they've just seen her on television.

THE LONG ROAD TO RECOVERY
Life remains no bed of roses, however. The scars of going without run deep. In Monroe's case, she's been diagnosed with chronic post-traumatic stress disorder, a contributing factor to her prolonged struggle with alcohol abuse. She also continues to have a difficult relationship with money. Occasionally, she treats herself to a posh packet of biscuits, but it leaves her feeling guilty. With her son, she admits to "going completely the other way". Although he was too young to remember the worst days, that doesn't stop her trying to make up for it now. "I've done a lot of therapy, so I've worked through this, but basically I've carried a lot of guilt around his early childhood. You know, the cold and the never-ending basic cereal."

The effects of long-term poverty aren't just psychological. Now when she speaks, her nose sounds bunged up, as if she has a permanent cold. "I didn't always sound like this," she says apologetically. Living in low-grade housing, she explains, has done permanent damage to her respiratory and immune systems. Yet still she shouts through her foghorn, a permanent thorn in the side of whoever happens to be in power. If people don't like her abrasive style, then "bollocks to them, quite frankly".

No one would begrudge her stepping back a bit, especially given the online abuse directed her way. Some common tropes: "Cosplaying as working class", "stands to inherit a fortune", "kid's dad as involved as can be" (and that's just from one single tweet). Why does she carry on?

Three reasons, she says. First, utter rage. That people in one of the world's most advanced economies are going hungry makes her "furious". Second, and more importantly, is evidence of people's everyday decency. She remains a believer in community because she has felt its power first-hand. People don't have to do much, she insists. A kind word here. An offer of help there. "You know, ordinary human beings lifting each other up." By way of example, she tells a story about divvying up food bank parcels with other single mums, when her son was small. She still goes to a food bank, only now as a volunteer. No one knows who she is because she covers up her tattoos and introduces herself as "Jackie".

And the third thing that keeps her going? Black coffee, she responds, without a pause - with plenty of sugar. "So, you know, burning injustice, the fundamental decency of human beings, and inconceivable amounts of caffeine."
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So she treats herself to posh biscuits and then feels guilty - I wonder how guilty she feels after treating herself to the odd sideboard.
Lying, cheating, tricksy, grifting c*nt. Believe in karma, mate, it will catch up with you eventually.
 
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Sensible Susan

Sensible Susan

itsnotmereally said:
Minor points but I’ll make them nonetheless.

‘Emphasize’ why is it the American spelling? Her 50/50 audience perhaps.

Also if you put GK through some plagiarising technology, I’m sure it would be her own books that come up at about 80%. She’s an absolute Fraud, Fraus.
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Turnitin?
 
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