Victoria Hervey: very symptomatic of the fetid and toxic ambience of British culture that simply won't go away!

 
By Stanley Collymore  
 
It basically does say a lot about  
the decadent nature of British    
society when most distinctly  
so, totally obsessively prick-prone,  
clearly unrelentingly shag-happy,  
obviously fittingly also, whoring,  
married trollops and essentially    
others of that like, intellectually    
challenged ilk delegate it to be  
the authentic fulcrum of them  
being rather, and licentiously  
also essentially  indifferently    
but, expediently too, readily    
fucked by men and not that  
unusually, women likewise,  
who are normally adorned    
with medieval-style gongs;  
and crucially, hubristically    
perceiving and regarding  
themselves essentially as    
hereditarily entitled; with    
a sure rite of passage, to  
be misogynists men and  
ironically, aping women!  
 
Another misguided and not at all  
intelligent socialite is Victoria    
Hervey. And quite literally    
a most vacuous individual, clearly    
desperate for any opportunity to  
basically acquire a quite craved  
after, personal publicity; while  
evidently, repulsively seeking    
to quite maliciously discredit    
a most unfortunate victim of    
egregious human trafficking    
and sexual exploitation just    
for the sickeningly obscene  
gratification quite distinctly  
of your vilely disingenuous  
and reprehensibly, pitiable  
self, but obviously also the    
turn on, that you similarly  
procure in remembrance    
fervidly, self-evidently, of  
your aptly besotted with,  
"royal" prick happy past.  
A belief, crucially ruined  
by what this supposedly  
ideal shagger actually is.  
 
(C) Stanley V. Collymore  
20 February 2022.  
 
 
Author's Remarks:  
The basic reality essentially, that very often in Britain is resplendent among fatuous and distinctly so, undoubtedly and unsurprisingly also intellectually challenged women, characteristically of the ilk of Victoria Hervey: stupidly and distinctly quite enthusiastically no questions asked, most enamoured to rather fulsomely engage in sexual liaisons with men who subsequently turn out to be sexual predators, since for the clear likes of Victoria Hervey, and before her similar inured trollops like Alice Keppel: Camilla's great grandmother, Lillie Lantry and Sheila Loughborough among several others, being conveniently and routinely fucked by these distinctively entitled hereditary and medieval titled pillocks, weighted far more importantly and celebratorily in these women's consciousness than any respect, invariably none by these men, for them, or characteristically what these vile misogynists actually were as supposed human beings.  
 
In essence their rather sick and vilely twisted social climbing aspirations were crucially what really mattered most to all of these trollloping whores; and particularly so in a deeply entrenched and class fixated country like Britain. So image then the deep consternation for someone like Victoria Hervey who most unwillingly does find herself distinctly and also publicly so, forced to confront the stark reality - which she so assinely and incredibly refuses to accept - that her former shag-happy buddy is what he actually is and, furthermore, has been globally outed by a trafficked female that quite discernibly doesn't put him on that demonstrably ludicrous and laughably, supposedly saintly pedestal of "morality" that Victoria Hervey, not speaking with her limited brain faculties but evidently her nether region, has put her shag-happy buddy on! And to that end alone, as well as principally from her sick and undeniably twisted perspective Virginia Giuffre must be unwarrantedly defamed and likewise vitriolically, publicly traduced by the said Victoria Hervey.  
 
Frankly go and secure a worthwhile life Victoria Hervey! I'm absolutely totally aware that your limited brain capabilities aren't so acute but, most unquestionably so, neither vaginas nor penises are themselves endowed with thinking capabilities either; so do stop utilizing your nether bodily region, and that specific area there that you also use to facilitate a wee, to try and also rather idiotically defend the indefensible, relative to your former shag-happy buddy!