Who watches the watchers?

I have written, briefly but openly, upon this site, on the absurdity of super-injunctions, and their continued presence even after they have been ‘outed’ within the confines of Parliament. Too many of our MPs are silent and subservient to the Judges, so when such admirable an example as MP John Hemmings, speaking in a debate upon ‘Freedom of Speech’ warns that he is about to speak openly about matters under such a secret ban, he is ‘warned’ by fellow MP Peter Bone! How dare this trumped-up excuse for a democrat warn a fellow MP that he must be careful. It is a fine line between caution and the Stasi, and our Government must be careful themselves that they weigh too heavily upon the rights of judges to decide what will, and what will not become common knowledge in Great Britain.

It is only some eighty-odd years ago that the man who would be king, Edward the Eighth, renounced his throne in order to marry a twice-divorced American, Wallis Simpson. But the first that the ordinary British public learned of the liaison between a future King and an American fortune hunter was on the day that news of the King’s Abdication was broadcast after the new King had ascended the Throne. Foreign newspapers had of course printed acres of newsprint about the ongoing romance between the Heir to the Throne and a double-divorcee, but not a word was printed or broadcast within the confines of Great Britain. By an unwritten but firmly-ordered news blackout, organised by a combination of newspaper proprietors, high Royal courtiers, a compliant and complaisant Government ensured that the man who was our next constitutional Monarch could do what he liked, in the knowledge that no publicity was given to his besotted arrangement with the woman whom no-one in Britain, apart from a select few, knew even existed.

It is true that most of the super-injunctions are given to protect the sleazy secrets of ‘celebrities’ or football and sporting ‘stars’, presumably on the grounds of Human Rights’ Article Eight of ‘Privacy’, but what about Article Ten, which discusses Freedom of Expression? Frankly, I could care less about whether English footballer John Terry screwed his best friend’s girlfriend or not, and similarly whether Max Mosley conducted sado-masochistic orgies with whores; but I do care passionately whether a ‘Public Servant’ is granted complete anonymity before trial on charges of paeadophile behaviour, solely on the grounds that he is a ‘Public Servant’. Stephen Glover has it about right when he states that with things going the way they are, it is hard not to be profoundly depressed.

The only real grounds for secrecy in a trial are those which relate to National Security, and this should and must only be claimed after scrupulous discussion, by independent Judges, of the evidence under review. There must and can be no alternatives. The truth must be seen, and to be heard, otherwise we exist upon the short and slippery road to the same ideas which kept our grandfathers from even reading that their future King was disporting himself with a woman ‘not acceptable within polite circles’. True, that  was the theme of the times, but our politicians were shrewd, and a woman who in later life met and was welcomed by Adolf Hitler couldn’t be said to be ‘suitable as the next Queen’.

Camouflage is everything!

The photo above is that of a Kudu, which is a large antelope which is found in Zimbabwe, Malawi and the Congo. I was travelling with my mate in Zimbabwe’s Hwange Game Park en route to Hwange airport, which  is about 90 miles to the south of Hwange itself. We had stopped the car to let a rather large herd of buffalo cross the track. Anyone who has ever seen buffalo up close knows that you just do not argue with buffalo. So we sat stationary, with my mate with his head and shoulders out of the window, camera up, aiming at these enormously powerful animals as they slowly meandered across our route.

The bush itself was quite close to my side of the car, and as I sat, waiting for my buddy to get over his buffalo fetish, I let my gaze wander over the thorns and leaves to my left.

I believed that, apart from the buffalo in plain sight ahead of us, we were alone, so I relaxed as my view casually swept forwards and, suddenly, an eye blinked about three feet from my face. Immediately, because I now had a reference point, I saw a huge KUDU was standing stock still about a yard away from the car. I scrabbled at my mate’s sleeve with my hand, not wanting to speak out loud but desperately trying to attract his attention away from the bleeding buffalo to this majestic animal which was standing right in front of my window, staring calmly at me. It may seem incredible to any who have not seen or experienced nature’s camouflage in action, but there it was; some six feet tall at the base of its twisted horns; and until it had blinked its eye, I simply had not seen it.

My buddy wound his body back inside the car at my urgent but silent beckoning, but before he turned his head around to see what I was jerking his arm off for, that beautiful Kudu simply walked away, and within five yards simply dissappeared in the thick bush and undergrowth.

As with Kudu, so carefully camouflaged by the very DNA of their survival; so with many other apparitions in Africa!

signed ‘Puzzled’ of Tunbridge Wells.

In these days when just about everyone is climbing upon the ‘We’re all doomed’ headline, so as maybe to get a little bit of extra notice, or something, I wonder how these two little pieces should be dealt with?

Should  the headlines read, ‘Of course it is a straight derivative of Global Warming’; or perhaps ‘This is a direct result of British indifference to the Carbon Dioxide Effect upon the planet as a whole; or even ‘we must get more money from the Green Tax, as well as the wonderful ‘Renewables’ lark, before we all get found out’?

‘It should be obligatory…!’

I have often considered the dichotomy which exists whenever either a ‘celebrity’, a media performer or a ‘person famous for being famous’ breaks an unworldly silence, unworldly that is from the point of view that they, the celebs/performers/famous are hardly ever silent anyway. Name me an actor, or a show-business presenter of almost any type, and I would guarantee that they have ‘proven expertise’ or hardened opinion’ on any other subject under the sun.

Conjure up a name, a well-known name, within the entertainment world, and you find an inexhaustible supply of ready-made opinions or even ‘accepted truths’ on any item which is under discussion within this diverse and troubled world of ours.

Martin Sheen,the star of ‘The West Wing’ t.v series, itself possibly one of the best political series of all time, spearheaded support for Obama before the election, and has since supported such foolishness as ‘gay marriage’ and other ultra-trendy ideas. Americans listened to him, and his opinions, and possibly some were influenced, despite the fact that Martin Sheen is an actor, and nothing else!  Jack Nicholson came out strongly for Clinton, and his views were widely reported over millions of others because his was a name and a message which the media wanted to hear.

Similarly in Great Britain, the idea of ‘celebrity support’ is loved by the dead tree press and t.v. because the names are well-known; so the views of those well-known names must be correct, because who would dare to go against the views of ‘Katie Price’ or a cast member of ‘Eastenders’ who spoke on politics for example.

I know that exercise is good for me. I state this not only because I am educated and aware, but also because my disgustingly-intelligent daughter won’t let me forget it. Similarly, just about every sentient English, Scots, Northen Irish and Welsh person in these Isles knows that exercise is good for us. What we do with that knowledge is our business, and ours alone. What I, and possibly millions of others, don’t need is yet another ‘personality’ telling us what we already know. So it is with some reluctance that I tell Kate Humble to shut up, leave us alone, and allow us to go to hell in our own, very quiet and very personal way!

Veena for President!

 

 

What a fantastic response to one Muslim cleric who must have wished deeply to be anywhere but on that show!

A few more women like her within Islam, and there might be a very different slant upon the Islamic generation today!

Do arabs have Angels?

One day, by chance, an Arab comes across an angel. The angel invites him to make four wishes and promises to grant them immediately.

The Arab thinks for a while then says, “I wish I had blue eyes”. Shazam! He has blue eyes!

The angel asks for his second wish. The Arab thinks for a moment then says, “I wish I had blonde hair”. Shazam! The Arab has blonde hair.

The angel invites him to make his third wish. The Arab replies, “I wish I was a Swede and had a Swedish passport!” Shazam! He is now a Swede with a Swedish  passport!

The angel asks for his fourth and last wish. The Arab thinks carefully then replies…“I wish I didn’t have to work, and I could get loads of money without doing a stroke of work!” Shazam! Transformed back into an Arab again, with brown eyes, dark skin and curly hair. But in his pockets he finds a benefits book, a social security card, a free bus pass, a family
credit pack, and a housing benefit form!

 

Josaine Plateret, a candidate for Sarkozy’s ruling UMP party in
France, has just been suspended from the party for posting “racist” jokes on her
Facebook page, among which is this gem.

Racist? Disagree, this is Reality!

A dim Red Rose man.

I usually listen to the ‘Sports’ broadcast clips on the BBC Today programme with half-an-ear, as what they talk/discuss/interminably bore about is of no concern to me; but this morning was an exception. I found myself listening with rising rage and anger at the ‘I’m just an honest Yorkshireman’s’ tones of Geoffrey Boycott, as he was once again putting his expertise on show. The interviewer was reporting that Michael Yardy was returning home due to ‘depression’, and the bluff flat-toned comment from Boycott was that, ‘Well, I don’t know about depression, but if he can’t handle it, he shouldn’t be there in the first place’!

Well, folks, I do know just a little about the effects of mental illnesses, and I find the cricketing buffoon’s comments both insulting and deeply insensitive to the millions of people who have suffered, are suffering and will suffer from these crippling illnesses in the future!

Geoff Boycott has built himself something of a reputation for so-called ‘plain speaking’, and I for one would expect a plain and honest apology for the stupid and terminally silly remarks made about a sportsman who has been absolutely honest with himself, his team and the sporting public. If, that is, the ‘Bluff Yorkshireman’ can find it in himself to admit that he made a huge mistake in dismissing the actions of a man suffering from ‘depression’ in that cavalier manner!

…and then stir vigorously!

I was going to write about the famous Pearl Roundabout, and how the Bahreini King had it knocked down because it was a focal point for protests, but instead found another site which intrigues me greatly.

It begins with a link to a New York Times op-ed piece which  is in itself revealing of the possible origins of the Bahreini revolution, but the truly dynamite content is the photos from Google Earth; whereby a young Shia man, crammed into a shack along with 17 other members of his family can look up the Island of Bahrein, and see for himself how land is distributed between the rulers, and the ruled. Follow the photos, and see the wealth as it is displayed in the palaces, the pools, the reclaimed land, and the fantastic standard of living for the favoured 20%. Which 20% would that be? Oh, that would be the Sunni King of Bahrein, the Prime Minister Khalifa, and all the generals, the officers, the imported mercenaries. They are the ones sitting in the sun, and the Shia are sitting in the shite!

Oh, and I forgot one small detail, the PDF file was compiled after the Bahrein Government blocked Google Earth from their Island paradise!

I have no great fondness for the Iranians, but when they say that there is a great imbalance in how the Shia are treated in places like Bahrein, you know, they have a point!

But to return to the New York op-ed piece, he thinks that all the unrest in the Arab World, and Bahrein in particular, springs partly, from one man; and that man is Barack Hussein Obama, and I reckon he just might have a point as well!

And how do you pronounce ‘compassion?

 

‘We are arranging a visit to your house. We will view your possessions and list those that we will sell at auction. We strongly advise you to avoid this as it will cost you much more to pay this way and can be embarrassing.’

Suppose you are 95, and then suppose you are frail, confused and ill. You receive a letter like that from HMRC, a government agency with a reputation for arrogant and forceful action. So you contact a friend, who contacts a newspaper; who in turn contacts the charity Tax Help For Older People to look at her case.

After examining her records it emerged that she has in fact paid more than £380 too much tax. HMRC apologises, and says it will investigate.

But no-one will be fired, no-one will be punished, no-one will accept that wrong has been done; and not only to this frail elderly lady, but to many thousands of others who have received harsh demand letters from the Agency which bears  the title Her Majesty’s  Revenue & Customs.

‘…feeling nearly as faded as my jeans’

When we refer to our Nationality, we who live in England, Scotland, Northern Ireland or Wales, we state possibly one of the four specified, English, Scottish etc., sometimes for convenience we state British, rarer still do we say ‘the U.K’. It is a convention amongst those who wish to control the very way we think that we should refer to ourselves as ‘White British’ or whatever tag they wish to hang around our necks, including the ludicrous ‘Traveller’, which is supposed to describe a bunch of clown who seem to want to do anything but ‘travelling’, but perhaps that is an argument for another day. But the illusion under which we live in this Country of ours is that we are ‘free’. I stress ‘illusion’ becasue our freedoms are becoming more and more circumscribed, and we do not even know about these legal moves, because access to even the knowledge of these moves is being held as prejudicial. Prejudicial to the motives of those who wish the information to be kept secret, is what I believe!

Consider this:-    An M.P.’s constituent is threatened with having his 4 year-old daughter removed into care if he (the constituent) contacts the M.P. He is threatened with the loss into a Council Care facility of his small child if he contacts his own Member of Parliament! (Take the time, read the full document as linked; it is very revealing!)

Consider this:- A hyper-injunction goes a step further. Mr Hemming told the Commons that the order, which was obtained at the High Court in 2006, prevents an individual from saying that paint used in water tanks on passenger ships could break down and release potentially toxic chemicals. It specifically bars the person from discussing the  case with “members of Parliament, journalists and lawyers”, along with the US coastguard and any ship owners, and also forbids any speculation linking chemicals in the paint with the illness of any individuals. It says: “The defendant must not communicate to the third parties any speculation that the illness of any individual (including without limitation the collapse of H) was, has been or will be brought out by the chemical composition or the chemicals present in the coating of the potable water tanks.”

It seems as though the Judges have decided that THEY make the Law, not Parliament! Where does it state that Judges have the power to stop an Englishman from contacting his own MP? No-one  has challenged the imposition of Super- or even Hyper-Injunctions. Where are the champions of justice? Where indeed?

 

Equation ………………Secret Court  +   Secret Trial…= Reichschancellery

hang about!

What I want to know is how come this company got its video shots so like mine that the shaking is almost exactly the same?

The names change, the spirits remain the same.

Dateline….June 2050

After the Libyan Army crushed the Benghazi Revolution, sporadic arms resistance continued in various cities for months. But it was the  passive resistance, the silent political struggle, the calls for strikes that continued to present a challenge to the puppet government of Colonel Ghadaffi. His Arab leader colleagues, especially the Bahrainis and the Saudis, pressured him to hit the revolutionaries hard.

Reprisals began in late June with mass arrests, deportations to Chad, special courts and military trials, and the establishment of internment camps. More than 200,000 Libyans escaped to the West.

However, the heroes of 2011 did not die or suffer in vain. They demonstrated such uncommon bravery, such a universal yearning for freedom from tyranny, that the whole world was forced to see the true face of messianic dictators at last. The Revolution’s spirit came full circle in June, 2050, when the Libyan Revolutionary Dead were finally given the public burial by a grateful Libyan Nation that had waited 40 years to pay homage to their sacrifice.

I have changed the names of the Country, of the villains and the heroes as well as the dates, but the history remains much the same.

If you click here, and scroll to November 4th, you will see exactly what I mean.

I was commencing my engineering education when these things happened, I read of the attempts of a few patriotic idealists, of people who thought they could fight tanks with rifles and revolvers, I read of the abduction and murder of those who trusted the Soviets, and I watched as the Western World stood by as a whole Nation was firmly enslaved once more in a grip which was only slowly released when Communism fell.

Bit heavy on the language,

But cannot fault the content!

Just hand me the Lamp, Harry!

Are you fed up with taking all sorts of assorted crap care of the F****ing European Union? Are your wallets slimmer care of that same f*****ing European Union? Do you read almost every day of slime who are allowed to remain in the United Kingdom because we are not allowed to deport the bastards, courtesy of the European Human Rights bullshit; and interpretation therof by our own uselss judiciary?

Well, hope is at hand; at least because of one tiny but significant loophole in the monstrous pile of European Union regulations with which we are ruled.

I suggest that you all take up, as a hobby, or as a means of livelihood, motor car mechanical maintenance. No, I really mean that, because if you do, when you are equipping your garage or workshop to enjoy your tasks both successfully and safely, you should immediately invest in two or more Electrical Inspection Lights, complete of course with a suitable length of wander cable attached, so that you may crawl underneath or all round the vehicle you are working on. The importance of that particular purchase will become immediately apparent when I tell you that use of these lights is within the title or parameter of ‘Rough Service’; because by the very nature of the use to which those lights are given, they are built to take knocks and bumps without the possibility of the guards and handles breaking or being damaged.

But, I hear you call, what has this to do with the European Union? Well, folks, the ‘Rough Service’ designation also applies to the lamps which fit in the Inspection Lights. The ‘Energy-Saving’ flourescent lamps so beloved of the ‘Greenies’, the ‘Climate Warriors’ and the E.U. Parliament and Commission will not work in those conditions, so ‘Rough Service’ incandescent lamps should be fitted to all Inspection Lights in your workshop, so you might work safely; and because the lamps are ‘bayonet cap’, they will strangely enough fit all normal light fittings in your home.

So, Google in to find ‘100 Watt, B.C. Rough Service 240 Volt Lamp bulbs’, and you too will be free, or at least a tiny bit more free, than you were before you read this little attempt at insurrection!

p.s. You don’t really have to buy the Inspection Lights as well as the Lamps!

Here, Freddy, Freddy……

So Fred Goodwin has obtained a super-injunction against, among others being described as a BANKER.

So we should now speculate what the newspaper has actually discovered about this multi-millionaire who got he wealth through a combination of  corporate greed, lax or non-existent regulation, financial shenanigans of the worst order, arrogance beyond belief, and a firm opinion that he is above criticism!

Was he planning to spend more time in his garden?

Was he going back to the Drawing Board? Can it be asked if he is taking the Architecture lark seriously?

Is he planning to go shopping and swimming again?

Has Sir Fred been outed as a secret friend of Prince Andrew?

Is he hiding the fact that he has been outed as being not a BANKER, but instead a WANKER? We know that Fred Goodwin has been shagging some bankeress slag; all that is unknown is who the slag is, and the Injunction is therefore useless! Why bother? If he had let the bloody story go without comment, it would have been a one-day wonder. As it is, everybody and his bleeding uncle knows he’s been shoving his Big Dick into someone he wasn’t married to!

Follow the Money!

£33,000.00 …………Bonus paid to Sue Sims Northumbria Acting Chief Constable

£22,178 …………..Bonus paid to Merseyside Police chief constable Bernard Hogan-Howe, who retired earlier this year

£17,515……………Bonus paid to former North Wales Police Chief Constable Richard Brunstrom

The Winsor Review calls for an end to the £1,212 competence-related threshold payment, the Special Priority Payment of up to £5,000 and says no officers should move up the pay scale for two years.

It also suggests suspending chief officer and superintendent bonuses.

If the bonuses paid to the likes of the three mentioned earlier are indeed cut, I believe that would demonstrate that the bacon-slicer works for the top as well as the middle and the bottom!

 

 

And the Lord thy God(dess)….

 

Great Britain and Northern Ireland

Established Church………Church of England or Anglican Church

Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth 2^nd is the head of the Church of England

Lords Spiritual number 26 Anglican Bishops, who are able to sit in the House of Lords

So it is a fact that the Church is still, or rather should be, despite many rumours and statements to the contrary, a major player in the Governance of this Nation.

But you would not be given much reassurance if you checked another major State institution, namely the British Broadcasting Corporation.

BBC head of Religion and Ethics since 2009………..Aaqil Ahmed, a muslim.

BBC broadcasts 164 hours of religious content per year. Given in percentage terms, that is 1.872% of total time available.

BBC ‘Face of Religion’ is Dr Francesca Stavrakopoulou. Dr Stavrakopoulou is an atheist who states “As a biblical scholar, I see what I do as an academic discipline, a branch of history like any other.”. She also believes that God has a wife. Fair enough!

 

Discuss!

 

Guilty as prophesied!

Some few short weeks ago, I posted on the media hounding of  Chris Jefferies in regard to the murder investigation of Jo Yeates.

We now read that Mr. Jefferies has now been released from police bail, and is no longer a suspect.

Will we now be reading a full apology, with substantial compensation offers, in the pages which virtually tore the man’s life apart?

With such damning statements as “You didn’t want him to come near you. He was very unkempt and had dirty fingernails. He was weird.“ and “He was very eccentric, odd and could be described as a loner. We all thought it odd that a man his age didn’t have a wife and had blue-rinse hair.”, I wonder if he didn’t risk a lynch mob.

Mr. Jefferies should be speaking to solicitors with an urgent view to legal charges against most of our newspapers, because his life was torn apart by intrusive journalism, and he should receive reparations for that intrusion!

I am not a number, I am a Person!

I must go online to a stationery retailer, and order up a small number of rubber stamps; each of which will carry a facsimile of my signature. They will all however be different, because of the acronym initials on each stamp.

My stamps will carry the following:-

N.O.Y.B.

N.O.Y.F.B.

W.T.H.H.I.G.T.D.W.Y.?

W.Y.F.H.H.I.G.T.D.W.Y?

F.O.!!!

B.M.E.

The last stamp declares my existence as a Bloody Minded Englishman.

These stamps will therefore save on the energy involved in the writing of those comments upon the Census Forms, and I predict a huge rise in the profits of such companies as Rymans.

Good sport, or a cheating, lying, grubby man?

As some may know, my knowledge or interest in Sport in general is minimal to non-existent.

So when I comment upon an individuals prowess, character or personal history, it is from an un-aligned viewpoint.

Giving the above as read, does anyone share my view that the Cheating, Lying Fraud who goes by the name of Dwain Chambers should continue to live his life without sullying the tracks of the Olympic Stadiums by his ‘druggie’ presence?

It is all very well saying he has served his sentence, and should be given an opportunity to proceed in his chosen sporting activity, but I cannot forget that he lied and cheated, and in doing so deprived other honest competitors of a chance at their moment of sporting glory!

No, Chambers should be told that he is not welcome, now or at any time, because it should be clear that cheats never prosper, and should not even be allowed the chance at that prosperity!

Left-hand down a bit….

And if you have ever been to Bromley, you too will know why it was chosen

Tea, Vicar?

I am reprising a post which disappeared a few days back, on the subject of the value, or rather lack of value, of NVQ’s in today’s ultra-competitive employment market. I previously wrote about the sad story of Miss Michelle Stannard, and her hopes of employment which she thought would be buttressed by her studying for an NVQ in Photography.

When I was supervising a site in London some ten-odd years ago, I was issued with a digital camera, and was able to send immediate images of construction problems to my HQ, and get advice and comment on matters which needed expertise not in my own domain. As can be seen from the link, I was also able to identify areas which needed total re-working, and as the evidence was already available, the Contractor had no defence against such demands. But my point is that the camera issued to me then was quite basic, and with the advances resultant upon better technology, a modern camera can produce stunning images which only depend upon one outside item, the imagination of the photographer.

For a College or school to host an NVQ course in ‘Photography’, or indeed any other course which does not require intensive study, thought as well as practical matter is an insult to the hopes of those who sign up for them. Take the ludicrous Certificate of Personal Effectiveness Level 2 for example. When ‘qualified’, the student has been taught to ‘Find out what benefits you are entitled to if you are unemployed’. It also teaches how to ‘obtain information’ from ‘using the telephone’, the ‘internet’ or ‘newspapers/magazines’, and even how to ‘host a tea party’. These ‘Mickey Mouse’ gimmicks are not helping the young gain employment, they are just a lazy way of getting a few ‘Certificates’ without the mental effort required to gain any qualification which is recognised by either academia or industry.

Professor Wolf was commissioned by Education Secretary Michael Gove to review the NVQ system. I don’t know how much she personally charged us, as taxpayers, for this work, but I do know that that same review could have been carried out in an afternoon. Most of these NVQ’s are little more than window dressing for a failed system, and the sooner we get rid of the whole process, the better-off Britain will be!

and the culprit is………

The Torso in the Thames

The Northern Bank robbery in Belfast

The death of Damilola Taylor

Might Mr. Pratchett’s £10,000.00 be better promised to further the investigations into one of these crimes, rather than the death of 31 Swans?

and F*** you too!

Unfortunately, very unfortunately, this is the price of Democracy, of Free Speech, of the need to defend the right of some backwoods clown to insult everything which is dear to you!

Tickets please!!!

EgyptAir…………..58 large and medium sized Jet aircraft

Saudi Arabian Airways……….141 (and counting) large, very large and medium sized airliners

Kuwait ………………….18 large jet aircraft

Gulf Air (Bahrain)………..34 jet airliners.

Why are we flying thousands of Egyptians from Tunisian border to Egypt? Don’t they care about their fellow Arabs?

Plus ça change (plus c’est la même chose).

It seems that, apart from the nomenclature involved, lewd women, City Centre ‘binge drinking’ and other such behaviour isn’t just a Twenty-first Century phenomenon!

Obey the Law, and the law won’t bother you!

Listening to the usual ramble of liberal bullshit from ACPO and its female speaker about managing ‘protests’, and how they will ‘talk to people’ and ‘want to help the demonstrators, and so ‘avoid the violence’ and all the other bullshit!

We know that all the ‘violence’ is managed, and generated by these same ‘protesters’, and no matter how many senior police men come on radio and t.v. to say it isn’t so, I would simply point to this post by the ever-estimable ‘Inspector Gadget’, in which he describes a march and meeting of some 2500, that is two thousand five hundred men belonging to the English Defence League.

I also point to the Countryside Alliance march in London a few years ago. which was far, far larger! No riots, no damage, no hate; just a polite statement that ‘We are who we are, and you won’t get any problems from us, because we know how to behave!’

No violence, no damage, no ‘kettling’, no upheavals, no threat to the Civil order! No worries!

Now where have I heard that before?

The words of Oliver Cromwell dissolving the Long Parliament, given to the House of Commons on the 20th April 1653,

“It is high time for me to put an end to your sitting in this place, which you have dishonored by your contempt of all virtue, and defiled by your practice of every vice; ye are a factious crew, and enemies to all good government; ye are a pack of mercenary wretches, and would like Esau sell your country for a mess of pottage, and like Judas betray your God for a few pieces of money.

Is there a single virtue now remaining amongst you? Is there one vice you do not possess? Ye have no more religion than my horse; gold is your God; which of you have not barter’d your conscience for bribes? Is there a man amongst you that has the least care for the good of the Commonwealth?

Ye sordid prostitutes have you not defil’d this sacred place, and turn’d the Lord’s temple into a den of thieves, by your immoral principles and wicked practices? Ye are grown intolerably odious to the whole nation; you were deputed here by the people to get grievances redress’d, are yourselves gone!

So! Take away that shining bauble there, and lock up the doors. In the name of God, go! “

Give me one reason why these words should not be expressly spoken to the thieving, lying, subversive, bunch who sit in their slime in Westminster?

Good question!!!

Otherwise you have to ask, what explanation is there for sending the thugs to drag away and beat up journalists looking to take a few pictures of people strolling silently past McDonald’s on a Sunday afternoon?