As the man said, the fact that there seems to be a preponderanxce of black faces on his site is primarily due to the fact that an awful lot of black people commit crimes!
Month April 2011
Still keeping a secret?
So you are a German politician. You learn that details of your previous life are being circulated upon Wikipedia pages.
These details include the fact that you were a member of the STASI, or East German Secret Police, and that you celebrated the birthday of Stalin, allegations that you were a partner in an Internet Porn site, and news that you joined the STASI because you believed in the way it operated and its philosophies.
You go to the ever-obliging legal system in Germany, and obtain an injunction against Wikipedia.de to blank any access to its site from Germany.
You then learn that your legal actions have only blocked one small bit of the Free Internet Wikipedia organisation, your details are still up there for everyone to see and read; access has gone up by 700% since your action began, and contributions to Wikipedia have soared, so you give up, drop the injunction, and slink away into the undergrowth.
Transport, if you will the scene to Great Britain’s shores, and we will probably see the following attempts at silencing or blocking the ‘public’s right to know’:
David Cameron tries to block news that he is a firm supporter of everything European, including overall control of our borders, our press, our taxes and anything not so far controlled by the European behemoth.
Nick Clegg attempts to keep secret the astounding news that his medical files include the fact that he has no spine at all!
William Hague stops publication of long-range lens photos of him making a decision which was beneficial to Great Britain, on the grounds that people will find it too incredible to be true!
Ed Millband also tries to prevent knowledge leaking out that he texts ‘triumphant gloats’ to his brother Dave.
A Statement from Multi-CultureLand
I do not normally reproduce articles or posts from other Blogs, but I thought that this particular post rang so true that I have posted the complete thing, with acknowledgements to Sarah, Maid of Albion!
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
An Update on Censorship at Leeds University
acceptable retirement terms had been agreed – Leeds University paid all my legal costs – I left. What happened was a blessing in disguise. Any individual, who regards the institution of free speech, academic freedom and the pursuit of this thing called Truth as core university principles, is clearly unsuited for teaching and researching in a British university (Frank Ellis, 25th April 2011).
missed the source(s) in the bibliography, what exactly are the primary scientific sources on which you rely to assert that race is a social and biological construct, as opposed to its being a biological and genetic fact?’
that the law be amended ‘to allow prosecution of offences involving racist language or behaviour involving the possession of offensive weapons, where such conduct can be proved to have taken place otherwise than in a public place’ (Recommendation 39). Think what that would mean for the privacy of your own home.
freedom since it involves the police in policing politics. It is yet another example of the creeping Sovietization of the United Kingdom.
App shop overloaded with ‘buy’ requests!
H/tip to I luv SA
The Thoughts of Chairman Andrew!
Copying almost verbatim from the thoughts, not of Chairman Mao, but another who thinks he is better and more worthy than just about anyone else; Andrew Marr. I give you slices of the wisdom of the BBC commentator and ‘journalist’
“Teachers are the most effective anti-racist campaigners in the country, this means more than education in other religions, it means a form of political education. Only people who understand the economic forces changing their world, threatening them… have a chance of being immune to the old tribal chants.
And the final answer, frankly, is the vigorous use of state power to coerce and repress…
I firmly believe that repression can be a great, civilising instrument for good.
Stamp hard on certain ‘natural’ beliefs for long enough and you can almost kill them off…
A new Race Relations Act will impose the will of the state on millions of other lives too.”
The Head of the Church in England and Wales, which has been mercifully on the sidelines of this story, says that what’s happened is “shameful”; that abuse was
not deliberately covered up. Archbishop Vincent Nichols is with me now. Good morning, Archbishop.
ARCHBISHOP NICHOLS: Good morning to you.
ANDREW MARR: I know you’re off to conduct Palm Sunday Mass shortly. Can I ask you about the persistent allegations and fears that the Pope in his previous job as Head of the Congregation of the Faith was involved in these cover-ups; that there was a strong desire in the church, as somebody put it, not to wash our dirty linen in public?
ARCHBISHOP NICHOLS: Well as far as the role of Cardinal Ratzinger’s concerned, he was not involved in any cover-up. The case of the priest from America, for example, had already been reported to the police in 1975, and it was over 20 years, 25 years before it came to the attention of the Holy See. Because the role of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith is to oversee the canonical legal procedures, not …
ANDREW MARR: I understand. The Head of the Church in Ireland, Cardinal Brady, was there when children who had been abused or people who’d been abused were sworn to secrecy. Do you think his position is now untenable?
ARCHBISHOP NICHOLS: But again, it has to be understood. You know the media has a very proper role in invigilating, in looking at what’s going on and bringing things to the surface, and I totally accept that role of the media. But the media also needs to be a bit more attentive to detail, so the secrecy that is concerning … that’s around the cardinal in Ireland was the secrecy for the process of a trial. It’s like giving victims anonymity in the course of a trial. Now they think …
ANDREW MARR: (over) But they then have to swear secrecy forever after …
ARCHBISHOP NICHOLS: Well …
ANDREW MARR: … which is quite something if you’ve been the victim of something like this.
Andrew Marr:—-I found this, from June 3, 1940, by the American journalist H L Mencken: “The function of a newspaper in a democracy is to stand as a sort of chronic opposition to the reigning quacks. The minute it begins to out-whoopthem it forfeits its character and becomes ridiculous.”
Marr on bloggers as “inadequate, pimpled and single”, and citizen journalism as the “spewings and rantings of very drunk people late at night”.
When asked for the secret of being a good reporter, number one rated political reporter Andrew Marr told Press Gazette: “I think as with any kind of journalism, curiosity is essential. You also need a basic fair-mindedness. You have to accept that most of the people in the political game have mixed motives but part of their motives are good ones and they do want to make the world better, whether they are on the right, centre or left.
Andrew the Good:- “A good journalist treats the business of politics, if not everything that happens in politics, with a certain amount of respect – which I try to do.”
Andrew Marr this morning:- “I did not come into journalism to go around gagging journalists. Am I embarrassed by it? Yes. Am I uneasy about it? Yes.” But he added: “I also had my own family to think about, and I believed this story was nobody else’s business. I still believe there was, under those circumstances, no public interest in it.”
But Mr Marr added that the use of injunctions seemed to be “running out of control”. He said: “There is a case for privacy in a limited number of difficult situations, but then you have to move on. They shouldn’t be forever and a proper sense of proportion is required.”
Mr Marr told the Daily Mail that he took out the super-injunction to protect his family’s privacy but says he will not pursue it any further.
The unnamed woman is understood to be considering taking out her own High Court super-injunction to protect the privacy of her own family and her guide dog.
Can you keep a secret?
It is a strange state of ‘affairs’ when only some people are allowed to know what is happening within the lives of some rich and famous people, with the rest of us outside the fence looking in. Whether you are curious whether a prominent ex-banker has been shagging a female banker or not, you are not allowed to read of his peccadillos in the newspapers because a judge has deemed that his ‘privacy’ is more important the freedoms which we in this country have taken for granted for centuries.
I have always believed in the old-fashioned phrase of ‘putting up or shutting-up’ Why don’t the MPs who know of all these allegations speak out under Parliamentary privilege, ‘out’ all of these people who have persuaded some judge who believes that certain people are ‘better’ than the rest of us, and see what all the fuss is about. Alternatively, why don’t we see all the newspapers who obviously know all the details, print those details, and see if a jury will convict any or all of them?
I know of at least two injunctions which have been breached on the internet, and I intend to write about them on my own site soon. What I would like to see is a ‘grand outing’ via this same Internet, because people should know what their ‘role models’ have been up to behind the privacy granted via the likes of Judge Eady.
hat tip to Mac of the Daily Mail
Flee, for we are all contaminated!
Not too many people listen to the Sunday Programme on the BBC, but I do, mainly because it never fails to get my blood pressure up and racing, spitting blood and snot (metaphorically speaking) as I listen. This morning’s effort was little different, with the usual platitudes being spread far and wide. The speakers just couldn’t understand why the residents of Burnley kept pretty much to themselves, white with white, and ‘Asian’ with ‘Asian’ in their housing and living arrangements, and equally could not understand why not many white people acknowledged having ‘Asian’ friends, or vice versa!
In other words, the usual, liberal, hands-wringing bullshit about ‘why people couldn’t see the best of each other, and how ‘integrated’ or secular schools would of course work the miracle they were all hoping for to prove the flawed philosophy of ‘MultiCulturalism’ actually works!
But the icing on the cake, about twenty-one minutes in to the recording, was the world-shattering discovery that a BNP Councillor, John Cave, has been elected by his fellow Councillors in the Town Council of Padiham to become Deputy Mayor. Not to be Mayor, but to be the Deputy Mayor. The problem is that this year’s Deputy automatically becomes next year’s Mayor!
They rolled out some Bishop or cleric to state that the whole idea was appalling, despite the vicar also stating that he had nothing personal against Mr. Cave, its just that he was a member of a ‘RACIST’ organisation, he holds ‘RACIST’ views; and that just wasn’t British. They did include a counter-argument from an ex-Councillor, who stated that the Town Council is a non-political organisation, that Mr. Cave was elected by a majority of his fellow Councillors, his political views were not important, and his work as a Town Councillor had been without reproach.
Next: the police will probably be called in to investigate the other Councillors to ascertain if they secretly hold similar views to Mr. Cave, and the file will be forwarded to the
Criminal Benevolent Crown Prosecution Service for action.
Frankly, I reckon Mr. Cave’s biggest problem is that he has just a moustache instead of a full beard, like mine!
Salute to the Glosters
An American Presidential Unit Citation is a comparatively rare animal. Even rarer is the award to a foreign Unit. So when the 1st Battalion the Gloucestershire Regiment and Troop C, 70th Independent Mortar Battery, British Army were awarded this singular honour, it was well earned and deserved.
During the spring of 1951 three Divisions of the 63rd Chinese Communist Army chose an historic invasion route along which to mount an attack on Seoul. Astride their route of advance lay this valley, where the 29th Brigade had prepared its position overlooking the Imjin River.
The 1st Battalion of the Gloucestershire Regiment was supported by C Troop 170th Independent Mortar Battery, Royal Artillery now called the Imjin battery. The remainder of the Brigade, the Northumberland Fusiliers, The Royal Ulster Rifles and the Belgian Capital Battalion was deployed to the east of the Gloucestershire Regiment. Centurion tanks of the 8th Kings Royal Irish Hussars, 25 pounder guns of 45th Field Regiment, and 55 Squadron Royal Engineers provided the Brigade with its close support. The Brigade frontage of about 12,000m contained gaping holes through which the enemy were subsequently to infiltrate in their thousands.
It was a warm day, with a touch of spring in the air when, on 22 April 1951, the Battle of the Imjin began. Throughout the first night the Battalion held its positions against seemingly overwhelming odds of ten to one. During the next two days, in the course of bitter fighting, it was forced to withdraw from the forward positions onto the hills overlooking Solma-Ri (The site of the Gloucestershire Regiment Memorial).
By the evening of the 24th April, the exhausted survivors, occupying a small position on the hill-top, were completely surrounded. Ammunition was low and all attempts to relieve them had failed. That night, they held the hill against further repeated attacks. Finally on the morning of the 25th April, they made their last stand before attempting to break out through the encircling Chinese. Lacking ammunition most were captured in the Chinese dominated countryside.
At the roll call after the battle the “Glorious Glosters”, as they became known, could only muster 67 Officers and men. There were 59 dead and 526, of whom 180 were wounded, had fallen into enemy hands. Of these 34 died in captivity. Though minor in scale the battle’s ferocity caught the imagination of the world. In this action the Glorious Glosters were awarded two Victoria Crosses. The valour of these two men epitomized the selfless sacrifice of all those who were killed, captured, or wounded during this brief, but bloody, encounter.
Their action delayed for three days the advance of the Chinese, providing time for the United Nations Forces to re-group and block the Chinese advance on Seoul.
I wish all my readers a Happy St. George’s Day.
The beauty of the image is that it combines the outline of the Saint on horseback in combat with the Dragon, along with the Cross which is of course the Crusader symbol.
Anything which is destined to offend or annoy the newcomers to our shores is good enough for me!
Alternative voting; Block a Tory!
AV; Alternate Voting.
We are told that ‘THE WINNING CANDIDATE WILL ALWAYS EITHER HAVE THE MAJORITY OF VOTES, OR WILL BE THE MOST POPULAR CANDIDATE OVERALL’ – therefore they are a better representative of their constituency.
Once everyone has voted, all the 1st choices are added up – if any candidate has more than 50% of that count, they win! AV only kicks in if no candidate has a majority.
The principles of democracy are that the person sitting in Westminster representing a constituency, represents the majority of that consituency. This does not always happen with the existing First Past the Post voting system.
All the usual reasons are trotted out by the Left, and the Lefties (Lib-Dems) but this morning, the cat is as usual, out of the bag with Vince Cable’s statement that the “progressive majority’, meaning Labour and their puppets the Lib-Dems should vote ‘Yes to AV’ because that way they can keep the Tories out forever! His statements are echoed by Polly Toynbee (who else) and a host of trendy clowns who just wanna get their lefty-liberal wishy-washy policies in again.
So, get off your collective a**holes on the 5th May, and vote ‘No’ to AV if only for the sheer joy of upsetting the likes of Cable, Milliband, Toynbee, Prescott and all the other scroungers who say one thing, but mean something entirely different.
When did you last see your girlfriend?
The principle of mobile phones, and how you are able to connect two mobiles to speak with the number you dialled; is at the same time fantastically complex and remarkably easy. The ‘Cell’ principle, whereby every phone within radio contact of the aerial base set automatically gets registered with that base as being active. If you dial another mobile number, an extremely fast and robust computer system locates where that particular phone is located, switches through, and lo and behold, you are speaking to your colleague, or mate, or indeed your father. Early attempts at mobile phone use fell apart when it was found that the numbers of ‘cell bases’ were not sufficient to allow contact with people who moved in and out of the ‘cell’ coverage.
As the systems grew more popular, and more investment was pured in, mobile coverage improved, and suddenly I could call my mate in another car just ahead of me on the A2 coming into London(on hands-free phones, of course). So your phone, and of course you, are already logged in as to your whereabouts from the very beginning of mobile phone use.
I repeat, your position, down to the certain area of the ‘cells’ which you were registered to, is already known and logged.
and lift carefully here!
Long time back, during my days at sea as an Engineer Officer, I got hit pretty badly by heat exhaustion one day. We were on board the S.S. Foyle, a P&O tanker at anchor in Lake Maracaibo, Venezuela, and I had been detailed to work inside the boiler casing, which was still pretty hot. I myself can’t remember too much about what happened in the engine room, but the junior engineer who was on watch at the same time said I came stumbling out of the boiler room, bleeding from a nasty gash on my head where he presumed I had fallen and hit my skull.
I hazily came to on deck, while draped across a set of railings, with the Second Engineer pouring water all over me to try and get my temperature down. The Second Deck officer, who was detailed to be the source of all things medical on board ship, decided that I needed hospital treatment, and the shore launch was summoned to make the five-mile run across the Lake to Maracaibo City.
Because I literally could not walk, being semi-comatose,(some nasty persons might state that I have never recovered!!) my fellow engineers decided that, in order to transfer me to the launch from the high deck of the tanker I neede to be strapped into a Robertson Stretcher, which, as can be seen, is equivalent to being wrapped in cling-film. Four officers lifted me up, the captain being by my left shoulder, and I began the long journey down the gangway from the ships deck to the waiting launch. Because the gangway was both at a steep slant, as well as being narrow, the four men carrying me had to hold the stretcher handles at an angle.
We were about quarter way down when the captain’s hand slipped, and he let go of the strap, and I was swinging, upside down, staring straight down into the waters of Lake Maracaibo, with my arms of course tied tightly inside the stretcher.
So I know exactly how she felt!
X-posted from A Tangled Web
Remember the ‘Horizon’
I am not, as many will recall, overfond of mass memorials. Yes, the Two-minute Silence in Great Britain at 11 a.m. on 11th day of the 11th month to remember those who gave their lives so that we might live without tyranny is, to my mind, one of the very few exceptions to my own rule. Anything proposed or formulated by the European Union is definitely beyond the pale as far as I am concerned.
But there are times when I believe we should pause, and remember those, who by a combination of arrogance, stupidity, greed, simple corruption and fraud have lost their lives while simply doing their jobs.
A minute, if you will, for the Dead of Deepwater Horizon!
Vote now, vote often!
Copy it, send it to all your mates, do exactly as the video shows and write in ‘Your Referendum Question’, and then of course, answer it!
Because of the Children!
I have read of, and sympathised with, many people who are distinctly uncomfortable with the high level of security at airports, inclusive of the frisking and thorough patting-down of people inclusive of small children before flight-time. I do admit to a certain level of dissatisfaction with the civilian category of security at British airports, what with the low I.Q. evident amongst the people assigned to search, and security in general. Add to that the large numbers of bloody muslims who are employed in the security industry, by virtue partly of the fact that they allegedly will do a job which is totally mind-destroying and who are ultra-visible by virtue of their dress, their features and their colour.
But I have now to admit that, after watching the televised production of ‘The Liquid Bomb Plot’ on television, I have changed my mind completely!
Why the change of mind?
Because the bomb plotters were actually recorded discussing whether they should bring their wives and children on board the very flights that they were planning to destroy. Imagine, if you can; the mindset of an individual who is not only planning to destroy, without compunction, a series of airliners which would be carrying over two thousand lives: but also to bring on board the jet which they plan to destroy their own families, because that would ensure that the ‘Kuffar’, the Infidel, would never suspect that a ‘Jihadi’ was in fact on board.
Allahu fucking Akhbar!
The really big question should be:-
- Was the Green Candidate forced off the road because she was a cyclist?
- Or was she forced off the road because she was a Green party candidate?
- Or was indeed she forced off the road at all?
- Has she lodged complaints with the police, or the Battersea Dogs Home, or indeed the United Nations?
When I was a small boy, I saw the end of the Second World War. Obviously, because I was only five years of age, that momentous happening passed me by. But we saw my father return from the Army, and suddenly we were a family once more. We weren’t rich, we saw tight times, but we had a regular wage coming through the door, and we never lacked for the basics.
True, I inherited my brother’s shirts as he grew out of them, but we always made do, and we always got by. As we grew up, we were able to wear our school blazers and uniforms, we had whatever was required. In other words, our parents saw that we grew up in a British tradition, of knowing that whatever we had came from hard work, and nothing came from nothing.
Many of our schoolfriends were not so lucky in their lives. I remember one day two of the boys in my class were absent; and two days later they returned. The explanation was simple, they had no shoes, so they had to wait until their parents could afford new shoes. Others were late to school, because they had to walk, not having the pennies for the bus fare.
Some of my schoolmates ate all their school dinners, every day. When I tell you that the food served up at school lunchtimes was possibly the most tasteless concotion known to man, that gives you some idea of the reality of the previous sentence. That school dinner was probably the only solid nutritional meal that they would see all day.
The truth was simple, that there wasn’t the money in those households to stretch to extra shoes, or bus-fares; or extra food on the table. That, my friends, is to be poor! That is a definition of poverty! Not to be able to heat your home, or properly clothe or feed your children!
The Child Poverty Act 2010 is neither definition, reality or fact. There are no poor people in Britain, not with the huge back-up of Social Security benefits available at the stroke of a pen or the ‘click’ of a mouse. There are feckless people aplenty, there are those who don’t use their benefits wisely; and there are those who do not deserve the very title of parent, but all of those people do not live and never have have lived, for a very long time, in any sort of poverty; except the poverty of the mind!
The land of the Free…
Norman Rockwell, an artist who created controversy with every brushstroke, features in a travelling exhibit called American Chronicles..The Art of Norman Rockwell.
I came upon this knowledge through a visit to a fellow blogger’s pages, and through him to the source of the comments on this iconic figure in American Culture and Art.
As I commented in David Duff’s pages:-
Some rate Rockwell as a cheesy folksy amateur, whose images, while never showing ‘Mom and Apple Pie’ literally had those thoughts showing through every thing he produced. Whilst I accept that those who disliked Norman have as much right to their opinion as I have to mine, I would argue that Rockwell, together with his chosen vehicle of the Saturday Evening Post as a carrier for his vision, showed the real strength of America.
What other Nation, apart from America, could rise up from the seeming death blow of Pearl Harbour to bring the thunderclouds of retribution upon the Japanese Empire in four odd years? Along with the mightiest armadas ever seen upon the oceans, they brought succour and help to a stricken British Empire when it was needed most, leaving 30,000 of their young men dead after flying against the Nazis in the Skies of Occupied Europe!
His deft brushstrokes revealed a strength of purpose within the American psyche, and if the Warlords of Germany and Japan had maybe studied his works, they might have seen the strength hidden behind a camouflage of ‘stumbling mongrels’, as the Japanese named the many peoples who made up the Nation who backstopped democracy until the War was won.
spare change Guv?
The only discordant note in that rather beautifully photographed and produced video is the accent. Both the elderly blind man, and the attractive young woman who comes to his aid, have Scots accents.
Everyone knows that if the blind man was actually seated on the pavements of Glasgow, any cash he had collected would be half-inched by the local junior heavies before he had time to place it in his tin can.
If the reality had taken place in Edinburgh, he runs the risk of arrest under ‘proposed aggressive begging by-laws’.
migration, or imposition?
When you hear or read of politicians discussing immigration in tones which ‘suggest’ that mistakes have been made, and changes will be made, just check the calendar, and find out when Elections are due.
Dave Cameron is supposed to be bleating on about how they can’t speak English, and how they don’t integrate; and then how his Coalition will be ‘doing something’ about it.
‘Fast Forward’ if you will to about five-six months into the future, and I forecast with almost crystal clarity that absolutely nothing will have changed, is about to change, or indeed has ever planned to be changed in the field of Immigration.
The Pakistanis, the Bangladeshis, the Nigers from Nigeria, the muslims from all the slum-spots of the world; they will all be still flooding in, along with all the family friends and sidekicks who are given entrance to this Country, and the British will still be waiting to be asked if they like it!
So are you black british, black welsh, or just ******?
So when we read of this, many of us expected the knee-jerk banning of private ownership of guns, but we did see semi-automatic weaponry banned.
When a madman struck in Dunblane, the hand-gun ban was introduced very quickly.
When Derrick Bird ran amok, shot-gun rules were looked at, but it was thought that you cannot legislate against a madman.
But when a black man shoots a black girl, is the resultant furore because
- of the weaponry held by the killer
- the skin colour and possible future of the dead girl
- the skin colour of the killer
- the fact that there are 22 gangs in Hackney alone, carving out ‘territory’ by postcode
- the possibility that nearly all members of these gangs are black, whether Carribean from Jamaica, or Nigerian or from yet another black-ridden slum pit
- There are seven times more black people, by population proportion, than white people in prison today.
So can we now accept that Enoch was not only right then, but he is also equally right now?
Those whom the gods wish to destroy…
Listening to the Farming programme on the BBC this morning, I suddenly realised that not only have we been Governed by a clutch of morons until the Election last year; that same Governance has continued with the present bunch of spineless idiots, place-men, and chancers.
The farming programme, itself lasting fifteen minutes on weekdays and thirty at the weekend, is a snapshot of essential lives within our country, because they talk about the ways in which life itself is sustained within our cities and towns. The farmers produce the food which sustains us; the milk which makes our cups of coffee and tea to our tastes, the vegetables which help provide such variety of tastes and textures to satisfy our need for sustenance, the meat which provides the protein which serves the vast majority of Britons as the fuel by which we survive. There are some amongst us who do not eat meat, but as I am not of their ranks, I am neither qualified nor competent to comment upon their lifestyle choices, but the overwhelming majority do not share their viewpoint. But my comments today do include them as consumers of British produce, because it is on the produce of Britain’s farms that todays diatribe is targeted.
Farmers are being pushed into planning patterns, methods of animal husbandry and crop trialling which they would never voluntarily have moved, bevause they are being told ‘change here, and here, and here,’ because it is essential that they play their part in the so-called fight against ‘Global Warming’ or ‘Climate Change’, or whever the bloody buzzword is this morning!
Along with all the rest of British Industry, and farming is an industry, they are bound by LAW to reduce their “Greenhouse Gas Emissions” by 80% of 1990 levels. Apart from those of us who regularly but seemingly futilely rave against the monstrous charges which have been placed upon the shoulders of the British taxpayer, has anyone else sat back and considered exactly what the effect of the Climate Change Bill of 2008 will have upon our Nations, our children, their children and their children’s children? Alone amongst the Nations of the world, the last Government loaded us with a comprehensive catalogue of debt, vast and stupendously expensive change in virtually the way and manner in which we live; all because the Labour clowns, along with just about every other politician in Westminster, listened to a parrotted clump of pseudo-science from a set of alleged scientists, and believed every lying word that they said! We will be subsidising wind-turbine electricity from now until doomsday, and the amount we shall be receiving from these useless windmills is approximately one-tenth of what was promised because not only are they inherently inefficient, they can only operate when the wind blows!
Reminder to self: what actually happened to all those expensive turbine windmills during the coldest winter spell in thirty years? They were all slowly revolving! True; but they were being powered by ELECTRICITY because they have to be kept moving during extreme cold spells otherwise the insides glue up! Why were they being turned by electricity? Because the bloody wind wasn’t blowing, because it was so bloody cold!
Better that the many listen to the few, who spoke such words during debate as “If the Bill’s intent is taken seriously, the cost of cutting our CO2 emissions by 80 per cent would cripple our economy, closing down much of what remains of our industry and rendering most motorised transport impossible.”, or “The Bill will go down in history, and future generations will see it, as the most absurd Bill that this House and Parliament as a whole as ever had to examine”.
As a reminder that we have not yet seen the promised ‘Warming’, and in fact are watching Nature once again make fools of us all, check out the reports of ‘Heavy Ice in the Gulf of Finland,’ as well as the earlier trauma of all those ‘ships caught up in two metre-thick ice in the Sea of Okhotsk’.
However, as a final thought on the true stupidity of Government, as well as those who advise Government, I would reccomend a slight deviation to read this particular gem and especially the ‘bullet points’on Page 16. I do wonder sometimes where they find these advisors, and if the said ‘advisors’ have ever tried to convince, say, a Muslim man, of the inevitability of their thinking?
tell me the old, old story!
I have often wondered when a list will emerge of the items, activities and indeed places which will not cause cancers in the human body. We have seen such illusory activities as ‘secondary’ or ‘passive’ smoking included on the killer list, as well as diet, genetic characteristics and the use of harsh hair bleaches.
However, after prior advice that a glass of red wine a day will help stave of a heart attack, we now read that ANY alcohol use, over an unspecified period, will cause cancer and death within your body. The only good news is that your chances of survival grow exponentially if you are female; but apart from that: WE ARE ALL DOOMED!
Don’t know about you, but I’m gonna have a drink to celebrate beating the odds by reaching seventy years of age whilst smoking like a chimney for thirty years, drinking when and what I felt like for just about all my adult life; all whilst holding two fingers in salute to all the ‘experts’ who only preach of doom and gloom in order to get some exposure for their silly, stupid and often grotesquely wrong theories and statistics.
Please let me make amends…
When ‘Our Dave’ states that Britain was responsible for many of the world’s problems, he isn’t far off the truth. Well, not only not far off, not even close, really.
We might have scuttled out of India, leaving a tinder-box of religious and political issues and attitudes left unresolved, but we didn’t suddenly make Hindus and Muslims hate one another with a deadly vengeance.
We might have arranged the partition of a sub-continent without thinking every detail through, but we did not arrange the trains arriving in India from a newly independent Pakistan with words of hate painted on the sides of carriages filled with the dead, dying and mutilated bodies of the Sikhs and Hindus who had fled from the terror.
We arranged the Partition along the lines of a population majority in a State deciding which Nation would claim its fealty, we did not ensure that a Hindu King in Kashmir would swing his State into Indian rule, despite a solid Muslim majority because the Indians promised him a better deal.
We might have ruled India through a pattern of divide and rule, through propping up princelings and maharajahs, but we didn’t commence or fight three wars between the nuclear-armed States of India and Pakistan.
We have many things to be proud of in our sojourn within a greater India, some regret, but very little to be ashamed of. True, not many occupying armies had a General Dyer amongst them, but with a massive population and unrest escalating, our eventual Partition arrangement, if all had stuck to the terms of separation, could have worked without bloodshed; but there had been too much blood shed already not to inflame already tender temperaments, and flashpoints boiled over into murder and chaos.
Don’t apologise on my behalf, Prime Minister; just keep your word on domestic issues and try and appear like a Tory; even if you don’t believe in the things which we do!
Religion; accountancy style!
What was that saying I was taught so very long ago in that Catholic Grammar School? Ah, yes, I remember it now!Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam….translated is….To the Greater Honour and Glory of God.
Sue Vincent, Camden Council’s cabinet member for the environment has been rehoused to a very desirable location in Covent Garden.
Of course, it has got nothing whatsoever to do with her being on the management board of Seven Dials Housing Co-operative, the housing association who evicted the family who had lived there for 25 years.
Then there may be some who think that if it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, swims and flies like a duck, and tastes fucking great with orange sauce then it might just be a fucking duck.
H/T Ranting Penguin
Yes, but the money is ‘great’!
I note that Michael Buerk has come out with all guns blazing in support of his buddy Peter Sissons’ autobiography. He comments vitriolically on the BBC and its journalists
and ‘warns that they read the left-wing Guardian newspaper as if it is ‘their Bible’’. He goes on to say that the BBC is warped by the prejudices of its staff, his fellow reporters have ‘contempt’ for business and the countryside – and that a left-wing culture means the national broadcaster has been cast ‘adrift of the overriding national sentiment’ on issues such as climate change.
Whilst heartily agreeing with Mr. Buerk on the totally-biased stances of his erstwhile employer on such things as ‘Climate Change’, and the pre-eminence of the Guardian as a ‘journal of influence’ within the BBC; along with all the Lefty-luvvies who prance around the corridors of our national broadcaster, I would however ask one very simple question.
If he disagreed with the political, moral and ethical stances of his employer, who must have paid him large anounts of money over the years; if his beliefs were so compromised, why did he not resign early in his distinguished career from an organisation which he disliked so very much?