Saluting Blackpool's Original Psychic: Madame Pendulous Negro

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Just after World War II, when Rommel was banished from Africa, a "psychic" native made her way to England. She recalled, "I came to a seaside resort town. I mis-heard the name. I thought it was Black Poo. Shit, there weren't any blacks there at all. I set up a booth and began to predict stuff. Gullible white people think blacks have special voodoo, you know. Actually, I had special doodoo, and so I created my own "black poo."

Back in 1945 she began to make startling predictions:

"One day Grimsby will be a smelly, depressed town full of smelly, depressed people."

"A pervert will sing "Tie Me Kangaroo Down Sport," and then fondle under-aged girls."

"Somehow, the phrase "Honor Blackman" will have nothing to do with civil rights, but a white woman with huge knockers."

"People will come up to Ronnie Barker and call him Ronnie Corbett, and vice versa."

"People will be famous simply by being overweight poofters, wearing too-tight t-shirts and raving about boy bands, and by showing off tiny cupcake tits in "Carry On" movies."

"A group called Boko Haram will have one hit record and then kill people by being boring."

"Music will advance to the point where they dispense with melody and simply yell stuff."

"A Prime Minister will be accused of fucking a pig's mouth. More disgusting, young women will have sex with Rupert Murdoch, a pig's ass."

"John Lennon and Paul McCartney will both write anthems in support of Ireland, and both will be God-awful."

"Paul McCartney will not marry Jane Asher because he will be caught in bed with a Jewish girl, Francie Schwartz. Paul's brides will be Jewish, Crazy, and Jewish. In that order."

"The phenomenon of celibate gays will include Kenneth Williams, Morrissey, and Graham Norton, the latter not by his own choice."

And most astonishing...