Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Hotel California York

You can check out, but you can never leave...

Seriously, though: three murderers on the staff at a single hotel? Who knew CSI was so true to life?

I'm not sure about their new slogan though: 'Dead and Breakfast'

How about 'the only hotel with 24 hour doom service'?

'Neckbreak Hotel'?

I'm guessing that when you go to reception, they don't give you a room key, they give you a toe tag.

Still, York Travelodge has performed one useful social function, beside providing a one-stop shop for homicides: they've neatly exposed everything feminists have ever said as a lie. Companies are biased against women, violence against women isn't taken seriously enough and feminism only means they want equality?

Strangely enough, that isn't the 'Crossbow Cannibal' behind the bar.

Nope, there's no male equivalent to this 'sob sister' carrying of water for murderous trash. This isn't just the notorious 'pussy pass' in action. This is full-on misandry. Men have been murdered, but anyone who thinks being a homicidal loon would tend to make someone unsuitable for a job in the hospitality industry, is a little whiner who should just 'man up'.

Then there's the other thing: this also exposes the truly demented nature of modern liberalism. They don't just want to release savages on the streets, they want to prevent anyone calling them what they are. The left treats a prison sentence as an all-purpose act of absolution. The felons have accepted the state into their lives and been reborn again as upright citizens (until next time).

In so far as the left's position is to all intents and purposes the same as they allege the Cathloic Church applied to paedophile priests, who can now seriously doubt that liberalism is a religion?

2 comments:

Ross said...

If they'd become killer after working a Travelodge I would understand completely.

JuliaM said...

I can just about understand them giving one of them a job - reading the details, it was a 'six of one, half a dozen of the other' domestic row case, where when the music stops, wifey is holding the knife. It could so easily have been hubby. But it was a spur of the moment thing.

However the other two were planned and executed with the aid of accomplices. Not the sort you'd want to trust, I'd have thought?