Protest poet Andy Carrington cuts through the bull of mainstream media propaganda and delivers straight talking verse that takes a big dump on corrupted politics and stupid fascism like he’s a bitter Billy Bragg mooning McDonald’s and spitting on Thatcher’s grave. And he has every right to be angry at the modern Britain portrayed in this book.

Carrington tackles sensitive topics like racism, immigration, homophobia, football hooliganism and English pride, with heartfelt frustration and anger, but he manages to hit the nail so exactly square on the head that his thoughts and observations will make you raise a smile just as much as they’ll make you want to burn down Number Ten.

“If we took some/of the passion/out of sports/and put it into something/more meaningful/we'd be a lot better off.”

“If it‘s cost effective/made for mass production/with the quality watered down/most likely it‘s/consumer Capitalism/-- made to benefit them/(never you or me).”

“Fear is what they thrive on:/fear of religion/fear of race/fear of immigrants;/fear of people/they never want to know.”

“It‘s ―BRITAIN FIRST they say when people come to this land/yet nothing is said about the empire crimes/or Brits emigrating to live overseas.”

“‘―CAN'T SAY BLACK/BOARD/NO MORE!/―CAN'T SAY BLACK/COFFEE/NO MORE!/―– IT'S POLITICAL CORRECTNESS/GONE MAD/I TELL THEE!’/Seriously,/never heard anyone/say that/(no one other than you).”

“I got a five pound note/the other day/turned it over and read it and said they were CUNTS./Something about Muslims being terrorists/(whatever)/picture me giving a damn
I said DO ONE.” ( )