Frankly, I'm Fucked Then
Hat-tip to Dizzy (via his Twitter feed) for this excellent piece of trawling. From the Communications Act (2003), Part 2, Chapter 21, point 127:
Improper use of public electronic communications networkSo essentially, pretty much anything that the Government finds on the internet, or on an email, they consider to be obscene, menacing or untrue can cause the poster/sender to spend up to 6 months in jail.
(1) A person is guilty of an offence if he—
(a) sends by means of a public electronic communications network a message or other matter that is grossly offensive or of an indecent, obscene or menacing character; or
(b) causes any such message or matter to be so sent.
(2) A person is guilty of an offence if, for the purpose of causing annoyance, inconvenience or needless anxiety to another, he—
(a) sends by means of a public electronic communications network, a message that he knows to be false,
(b) causes such a message to be sent; or
(c) persistently makes use of a public electronic communications network.
(3) A person guilty of an offence under this section shall be liable, on summary conviction, to imprisonment for a term not exceeding six months or to a fine not exceeding level 5 on the standard scale, or to both.
(4) Subsections (1) and (2) do not apply to anything done in the course of providing a programme service (within the meaning of the Broadcasting Act 1990 (c. 42)).
Which is a nice way of silencing critics, isn't it?
It's been said before, but it needs saying again: 1984 was NOT a fucking instruction manual, you bunch of cunts.
1 Comments:
I'm reporting you. There have been a number of emails you haven't sent me recently that have been full of bile and filth. So as I know what you would have written, could you have been bothered to write, I shall make something up, forward it on to the powers wot be, and should they find time in between fiddling their expenses, playing with their willies, and just generally being twats, I am sure they will find some police who is near pensionable age (and so scared of losing it) to come and arrest you. Then I shall steal all your money, go and buy shoes, and go and marry geof. Coz he loves me. And you don't. Ha ha loser.
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