William Hague stated :- “We would now be looking at a pariah state completely under the control of Col Gaddafi, destabilising an already unstable Middle East, if we had not taken the action we have taken.”

So when is he and Boy David going to act on Syria? When will he send the Tornadoes and the Typhoons against Damascus? Probably not until Cameron returns from holiday in Chiantishire, and then don’t hold your breath!

We’ll probably hear stern words of warning, along with the imposition of sanctions which will stop Assads wife from shopping in Bond Street, but little else! Mainly because we haven’t got any more bombs; we have sacked all the other jet fighter/bomber pilots, no Arabs want to join anyone against Syria, and Cameron has just seen the fuel bill for Afghanistan.

When you hear it, you will know it.


“We will all be significantly poorer in twenty years time.”

Fresh and fascinating words from an Investment analyst. Terry Smith was talking during a BBC Today interview, and the words I remember best are those are ‘We are living in a fantasy’, as well as ‘there haven’t really been any cuts yet; as the Government has borrowed more every month than they did last year!’ At last, a man who simply tells it as he sees it, without all the caveats, the bullshit, the temporising and the lies.

Being a BBC interview, the name of the one who placed us all in such deep debt was missing, but for those who missed it when it happened, that name of course is Dr. Death himself, Gordon Brown. Just listen to the interview on the link, and see if you agree or not.

Thiz summat up wee im

Some time back, an acquaintance visited a house in Newcastle to check and repair some wiring which had short-circuited and had blown the fuse. The house was occupied by an Indian family, mother and father, and three kids. All three children spoke perfect English, as they had all been educated in England; incidentally two were aiming at University, and the third was setting himself up as a small businessman, even though he was only seventeen. A typical, thrusting, busy family, and unfortunately typical in yet another way as well; neither mother nor father spoke any English at all! The two adults had established themselves in England over thirteen years ago, and had owned a corner shop until they retired and sold it. Three close relatives had been on hand to serve any customer who did not speak their own language Hindi, and this option had continued until they sold their shop. Many of our immigrant families keep to this tradition, in that they resolutely turn their backs upon the indigenous language of the country which has been so generous of its hospitality.

So is it any wonder that Mrs. Chapti, who doesn’t seem to speak any English, but who has lived here on and off for six years, wishes to bring her husband, who not only doesn’t speak any English either, and by all accounts doesn’t want to learn either; over to England to spend his years with his ‘wife’. This ‘bringing together’ is, according to Mrs. Chapti, and her solicitor of course, in perfect alignment with her ‘Human Rights’, especially those of ‘family’ etc.

So what are the odds of the Chaptis getting together in happy Bangalore (West), otherwise known as Leicester? Pretty good, I reckon. After all, he won’t take up much room when he dies, as he can now choose his own open-air pyre, so why not where he lives before that?

End; and the means?

Drifting very quickly and briefly through the Knights Templar Manifesto of the maniac who killed ninety-three Norwegians, it could be said that he might well be mad, he is quite possibly a psychopath of the first order, but he is also literate, extremely well-read and -educated; and up-to-date when it comes to Europe, and the ideas of European Hegemony without a shot being fired against the take-over of ALL European nation states by a creeping, bureaucratic, massively-funded Dictatorship, he is not far off the mark.

He dislikes the very idea of Muslim and Islamic ideals, because he states that they only know one end idea, that of the Caliphate.

He hasn’t much of an opinion of the last four Prime Ministers of Great Britain, which places him on the same shelf as myself, but I am neither armed, nor am I of the opinion they should all be shot; just maybe imprisoned for dereliction of duty to the Nation-State.

He doesn’t have much time for militant feminists. I just reckon they are too noisy, and too much notice is given them.

He is dead against MultiCulturalism, claiming that is the soft surrender to the importation of Muslim values such as Sharia Law. Again, I would agree with his thesis, but I would state that part of the preferred option is a complete closure of the ‘family and relations’ part of the Immigration Schemes in force at present; not an AK47!

We will hear more and more of the claims of Co-Conspirators of this crazed gunman in the coming days and weeks ahead, we shall no doubt learn of ‘sympathisers’ in the ranks of the BNP and the EDL, and it will be taken as ‘Gospel’ that they exist, because one lunatic has written, so it must be true!

The BBC has already stated that he had links with the EDL, despite firm and repeated denials on the EDL Website.  As a whore once remarked ‘they would say that, wouldn’t they!

These claims have also been repeated in the Daily Mail.

As our fellow blogger Richard North has stated 

” We could indeed be looking at a watershed … and it ain’t pretty.”


The final passages of the manifesto give details of his preparations for the massive bomb which exploded in Oslo centre. Mad, definitely! Stupid? Doubt it!

Happy Gilmour?

I don’t know if anyone else read the combined and condensed bullshit which was spouted by the ‘supporters’ of the lout who swung from the Cenotaph flag on the morning of the ‘Cuts’ protest, or it may have been have been the ‘students fees’ protest; or something else, or whatever. If you remember, the lout who should have indeed himself been swung by his scrawny neck claimed, during the pre-sentencing hearing that he was ‘strung-out’ on amphetamines and booze, and that he was also ‘depressed’ by the news that his biological father had disowned him.

Seems as though young Charlie has friends in high places, as people like India Knight, Sunday Times columnist, feels really sorry for young Charlie, and thinks he has been really badly treated for attacking a store and stealing, as well as simply swinging on the Flag draped on the Nation’s premier tribute to the men and women who died in the service of their Country. The fact that he also led, or was prominent in attacking the Rolls Royce which carried the Heir to the Throne and the Duchess of Cornwall is beside the point, he was just an exuberant youth who was caught up ‘in the moment’, and sixteen months in prison was far too harsh a punishment for a juvenile prank such as it was! Also paraded were ‘character’ witnesses including one clown who stated that little Charlie had been subjected to some serious bullying at school! Diddums!

Jessica also weighs in from her desk in Southampton where she insists that young Charlie is being scapegoated for well, being young and misunderstood. This learned paragon(ness) also states that as Ed Woolard has already been ‘made-an-example-of’, as he was a shy boy, quiet, heavily involved with fundraising at the college. I somehow don’t think young Jessica would understand or indeed approve of my emotions and comments as I saw the photos of the young and exuberant Charlie as he swung from the Cenotaph!

Still, I can always hope that he will be made to see the error of his ways, as being over the age of twenty-one, he will be going to live with the big boys for a while!

lead, kindly light!

When I read of the action, and mostly of the inaction, of the Catholic Church in the Republic of Ireland in the widespread abuse of children in the diocese of Cloyne by paeadophilic Catholic priests over many years, I ask if you have ever considered the consequences to an organisation which was, to all intents and purposes, the real ruler of the people who lived within the Republic, and to a lesser extent, to those who held to the Catholic Faith in Northern Ireland as well.  The word of the Church was Law to believers, and God’s spokesmen spoke on many issues, and the various Governments allowed the Church great leeway in the manner in which it operated. Its charities, its schools and educational establishments were given preference, its teachings, especially around contraception and abortion, still carry a great deal of weight even today within Government. It is still illegal to procure an abortion in the Republic, and as a direct result of this intolerance towards women and their choice over their bodies, some 140,000, that is one hundred and forty thousand women travelled to England and Wales to abort their unborn children over ten years.

When we hear and read of the abuses against defenceless and innocent children, we expect; no, we demand that they be protected! When the Catholic Hierarchy announced, to great fanfare, that they were amidst a new beginning, many rejoiced; but some did not. As the Cloyne Report stipulates, ‘Bishop Magee “took little or no active interest” in the management of clerical child sexual abuse cases until 2008, 12 years after the framework document on child sexual abuse was agreed by the Irish Bishops’ Conference. ‘, and yet he was allowed to carry on, delgating such matters to his sidekick Monsignor, who himself disagreed with the guidelines, as he confessed to  becoming emotionally and pastorally drawn to the plight of the accused priest, to the detriment of the pastoral response I intended to make to complainants”. In other words, despite being plainly aware of the actions of perverts, he took their side because they were priests, like him!

A senior member of the Irish government proposed a law which purported to break the ‘seal of the confessional’, but this was then hedged about with so many ‘ifs, ands and buts’ that the reader knew that what was proposed was totally out of the question!

In fact, his proposed new law allows those with a “reasonable excuse” not to report allegations of abuse, and those excuses explicitly include the situation where an abused person makes it known that he or she does not want the Gardai to be told. Existing legal precedents also suggest that courts could find other “reasonable excuses” implicitly include those of lawyers, doctors, bishops or priests who believe they have a privileged relationship with a patient, client, priest or penitent. So why bother?

Along with very few others, I have personal knowledge of a paeadophile priest in action, although confessing at the same time that he gave off the aura of ‘just another parish priest’. I shook his hand, I joined in his parish works, I even gave him a hand with parish activities and auctions. Why? Simple, because, above everything else, because of the hidden and disgusting nature of their inner being, their disguise is so good, so impenetrable, that the only way is by either direct knowledge, or accusation by one of the abused which is taken seriously. When Adrian McLeish was arrested and charged, I, along with all the other parishioners, was flabbergasted. Was the man who had preached reconciliation, peace and charity the same who was accused of sacrificing the innocents to further his own perverted ends? Was the man who handed out the Sacrament the same as the pervert? I even visited him in prison before his trial, to try and discover what had turned him from the path of clarity, of truth and single-mindedness in belief to that of double-talk, and of perversion! All I found was a self-serving bleat that he could not help himself, all I heard was drivel and treachery!

Remember, the man being accused is a priest; one who stands aside from everyday life because of his calling. No wonder the poor boys who fled from the Christian Brothers’ Australian Bindoon Home were not believed; the very men who were presumed to be above the crowd by nature of their beliefs and standing were amongst the worst abusers!

According to his brother, Bishop Magee will return from America in a few days time, but will the accusers have their own day in Court? Knowing the track record of the Roman Catholic Church based in Dublin, I doubt if they will ever hear or see him again!

X-posted from A Tangled Web

Sucker punch

When the Government here in Great Britain  decides to do something, whether foolish or correct, it usually decide that we have to pay for it. The Government extracts direct taxes from every working person, through Income Tax and National Insurance, and indirect taxes through fuel duty, VAT, and a plethora of other taxes. All told it adds to about sixty-odd % of our GNP (Gross National Product), if not more. So it directs the Treasury to fork out so much for Education, Prisons and Justice, these days a lot less on Defence, but you get the overall picture. If the Government decides to do something, it might well have to borrow money to pay for it, but that ‘something’ both gets done, and gets paid for, out of the Public Purse. Its perhaps old-fashioned, but thats the way we have been doing things for quite a while now; and whilst I have many problems with many of the projects and services provided by various British Governments, that is the way we, as a Nation, do things.

Not so for example in India, where stupendous numbers, totalling some 250 million-odd at the last count, are routinely discriminated against to a large if not total degree. The Dalits, or to give them the europeanised title, the ‘Untouchables’, have lived with tremendous discrimination for centuries under the hidden lash of the Hindu ‘Caste’ system. But even the rest of India also suffers through lack of investment in schools and higher education, in a creaking and careworn Judicial system, in a transport system which is set in ways decreed in the days of the British Raj.

But certain areas of Government in India get what they wish, on the spot, and pay top dollar for it. Whether it be brand-new MIG-29s, or a $2.4billion upgrade for their French Mirages, the Indian Government spends the money, even though they cannot afford all those bright shiny new toys.

But wait just a minute, there is a pliant and ready set of suckers who are willing to pay for the educational needs of a fair number of Indians, Untouchable or not! The same set of suckers stand ready to fund all sorts of services to the tune of £245 million in 2009-10 alone. So India can buy their new MIG-29s, and also buy the upgrade for their ageing French Mirage jets, because the suckers are picking up the bill for things which the Indians should be paying for.

The suckers? That would be us!

Enough, already!


All the illusions of just a few days ago are being cast aside. Liberals have seen the light, or at least a parting of the curtains, when it has been proven that a great many ‘Asylum Seekers’ in the United States have fabricated stories of ‘torture’, of ‘blood feuds’, of ‘fear of persecution because they are gay’; because they have a ‘well-founded fear of  retaliation by ‘Islamic Extremists’!. Shock, horror, and what is worse, all this is being exposed/discovered/examined by the Left Wing’s Favourite Newspaper!

Not too bad a timeline, since it has long been obvious to even a mildly-sceptical person such as myself that the vast majority are liars whose only wish is to get into the USA!

If human nature is as I believe it is, most of the completely Bogus so-called ‘Asylum Seekers’ in the United Kingdom fall into the same brackets of lying, thieving cheating scum, who soil and harm the very name of the very few who do deserve our help!

‘Hear, hear’; to the man with audacity!

It is not often that I truly recommend an article; especially when the subject is self-criticism, but when I read the piece by Idang Alibi, I honestly thought that I was reading some of my own thoughts re-distilled into a stronger version.

So, without further comment, Mr. Idang Alibi:-

Albert Einstein who is acknowledged as one of the brainiest men that ever lived on the surface of the earth once said that the average human uses less than 10 per cent of the brain God has given to him.

Whether out of a sense of modesty or he was seriously speaking the truth, he said further that even he himself (who had such a high reputation for accomplishing much with his brain) did not use more than that 10 per cent. . If this assertion is correct and if other races use less than 10 per cent of their installed capacity for production, I can safely say that we Black people use less than one per cent of our installed brain capacity for reasoning, inventing and producing things.

Why do I say so? Our race seems so averse to thinking and this helps to explain why we have achieved so little in terms of socio-political organisation, scientific and technological inventions, economic and material development and in all other indices of human progress or development. Please do not accuse me of being harsh on ourselves. I say this out of patriotic anger and disappointment and there is truth in what I am saying.

I have said several times that this earth that God has made our habitation is a work-in-progress. God deliberately did not ‘complete’ creating a perfect world for us his children to just dwell in it without a care for anything but to tend it, subdue it and make it to suit our requirement because he did not intend us to be robots, but to be thinking and creative beings who will be his partners-in-progress.

That is why God did not build houses for us to just inherit and live in, once we are born; but He created limestone, clay, sand, water and granite for us to figure out how we can convert them to building materials and use them in making for ourselves habitable houses. God could have made us furniture but he instead made for us tress so that we can fashion out from them wood and turn them into the kind of furniture we desire.

With thinking or creative faculty bestowed upon us we are meant to put our brains to work. But we the Blacks are the least willing or the least able of all the races to put our brains to productive work.

Our refusal, so to say, to use our brains and think out solutions to the challenges confronting us is the number seven reasons why we are the way we are–poor, miserable and pitiable.

We Blacks everywhere are too willing to resign ourselves to any situation in which we find ourselves. The Black man can remain in a ghetto environment for centuries without thinking about how to improve his circumstances. Government will not care about him and he will not care about himself. Go to any African country: the same type of grass-thatched round mud house that our ancestors of pre-historic times lived in is the same type of houses many of our people are still living in today. This does not in any way show a people who regard life as a continuing battle to conquer and subdue the earth so we can live a better life than our forebears did. This shows a people who do not sit down and use their brain for their own good.

From the little reading I have done, I have discovered that every great civilisation that has ever been built was done so based on certain ideas: the wise elders of the people of that material time sat together and reasoned among themselves and decided that they needed to follow certain principles of life before they can grow and develop. It is said that ideas rule the world. They indeed do. Every country that is known as great is built on an idea or a set of ideas. Any discerning person who visits any country for the first time, will know what ideas, or if any ideas at all, informed the building of that country. You will know if a country is built to confer the greatest good on the greater number of the people or is meant for the elite or is a looters’ haven.

Europeans who fled from religious persecution to the new world of what is today America decided that they will embrace what we call today Protestant Ethic namely frugality, liberty, hard work, discipline and the pursuit of happiness. Employing these principles they proceeded to build a country that has become an empire still bulling the rest of us in the world today.

About fifty years ago the tiny city-state island of Singapore was a dirt poor place, even more backward than some of the countries in present day Africa. One man, who can be called the island’s philosopher-king according to the prescription of Plato, sat down, thought hard and decided that certain things needed to be done to take Singapore from a backward Third World nation to a successful First World country. That man is called Lee Kuan Yew.

He said the country must embrace a sort of capitalism driven by the state which is in turn governed by a tiny band of highly educated, patriotic, honest, absolutely corrupt-free, disciplined and visionary elite. Today, that country that is smaller both in size and population than Sokoto state is called a tiny titan; it punches far above its weight!

Where, I cry, are our own thinkers, planners and executors of the ideas we have for building great African societies? First of all, what are the ideas that we Africans have for building our countries? This is where everything starts: a good thought.

On what ideas is a country like Nigeria founded? From the way our country is run, it looks like this is anything- goes- place. It is a place without rule or order. Do anything you can and anything you please to grab as much as you can. If you like keep your loot here or better, hide it in safe havens abroad. Even if a country is founded to be a rouge haven, there must be guiding rules for roguery so that every rogue can enjoy his loot in relative peace. But no. Dare to call for some kind of conference, whether sovereign or non-sovereign so that our governing elite can sit down and decide what we need to do as a people, and many who are afraid that an inconvenient rule may be made to stop looting may be thought of to spoil their own chance, will not like to hear that. And so we are stuck.

And that is the fate of many African countries. We are afraid of even thinking about the way forward. What a tragedy!

‘corrie’ up the creek?

I have always admired Brian Sewell. His waspish comments, delivered with the authority of deep knowledge of a wide range of subjects, have alsways enlivened debate at any time. But I reckon he has hit the ‘diversity’ nail right on the head with his comments about the fact that ‘Coronation Street’ has lost the plot in every way possible!

From confused lesbians, through twirling transvestites to bent-over-forwards homosexuals, ‘Corrie’ has it all, in spades if not in shades!

When first Coronation Street appeared, I used to watch, and as the story lines with strong women, much as I knew from my own neighbourhood developed, the tv audience grew until Coronation Street was the top show on the box.

I haven’t watched it for many years, but from the write-up supplied by Brian Sewell, I reckon I haven’t missed very much!

Cometh the hour: cometh the Man?

I have to report with some sadness that a statue of former President Ronald Reagan will be unveiled outside the American Embassy in Grosvenor Square today, the 4th of July; the day when America celebrates its Independence!

Sadness? Many reasons.

I read that Baroness Margaret Thatcher is possibly too frail to attend the ceremony, and sends her regrets. She, above all, relished the warm friendship from a man who was unafraid to admit that he didn’t know everything, she gladly worked with a leader who relished the battle, knowing that he was right; she called him the second most important man in her life, she who found that she could work with a simple man who was also the owner of one of the shrewdest political minds ever to come to high political office.

Sadness because we need giants as politicians, and we are given pygmies! Where we had Reagan, and Thatcher; where we could depend on the clear thinking of a De Gaulle, France-biased though he may have been, where we had the dependable old-style Labour idealism of a Clement Attlee or indeed of a Winston Churchill; not only politicians but Statesmen, whose actions were for the benefit of not only their nations, but also of a common way of life: look at what we have today!

We see Ed Milliband, a Labour Party leader who married his long-time ‘partner’ because he was told it would look well with those who supported the Party if he married the mother of his kids! A Labour leader who does not command any respect within his own Party, because he was ‘elected’ on a rigged ballot and a flawed electoral process which was enthusiastically endorsed by the Union Barons who are now presenting their promissory notes for their ‘support’ during the electoral process. We see the leader, if that is what he is, of the Lib-Dims, who has presided over the greatest fall in electoral support for his Party since records began. Nick Clegg, along with the rest of his branch of ‘Pigmy-politics’ made lots of promises to his bedazzled supporters in the days when everyone knew that the Lib-Dims were electorally a spent force. But three outings in front of the television cameras made all the difference, and he was asked to form a Coalition, and thus the pygmy #1 becomes Deputy Prime Minister. And then we come to the ‘boy king himself’ David Cameron. Elected to lead his party because he memorised his speech and wowed the Tory audience. A politician who has broken every promise he ever made, who gave the impression he would be ‘tough’ in Europe when in fact he is the epitome of EuroSlime; who stated that he would hold to the defence of this Island Nation; and then presides over the gutting of major parts of our Defence equipment and staff, whilst throwing ever more billions of cash which we do not have towards drug- and war-lords, towards nations that either slide the cash into their Dubai bank accounts or purchase better weapon systems than we posess ourselves.

What do we see when we look towards the Nation which so proudly cast off the chains of a dissolute English Government because they wanted ‘representation alongside taxation’? We see a coterie of politicians and cronies who could not raise a candle aginst the winds of a Reagan, we see, time after time, criminality raised instead of competence. of words which ‘poll well’ and ‘sell well’ instead of conviction and truth. We see a President squander a whole term because he couldn’t keep his penis inside his trousers. We see his successor announce ‘Mission Accomplished’ in Iraq, and then watch as the American, British and Iraqi deaths mount ever higher. We see another elevate himself from being a Chicago machine-political ‘Community Organiser’ through a half-term in the Senate to be the ‘New Hope’ of a nation which had been lied to by politicians, financiers, banks, insurance giants and more politicians; and put himself forward as the ‘Man who could change America’ if President. With friends around him who think as he does, we see the results in the ever-inceasing unemployment lines, the ever-mounting debts, and the all-encompassing Spin. We see politicians who are seen to be ‘on the take’ from about five milliseconds after achieving office; most of them aren’t even good at thieving, as can be seen from the lists of the inmates of the ‘low-security prisons’ favoured by the Federal judges.

Sadness because I read of the knee-jerk reaction of the present American Embassy when the statue was given planning permission two-odd years ago. Asked to comment if the statue would move to the proposed new embassy site in Nine Elms, the spokesman stated, ‘Its not our statue.’. We watch as William Hague speaks at the statue, in theory the Foreign Secretary but in fact the bent footstool upon which the European foreign chief Baroness Ashton rests her feet upon when not sifting through the Communist cash she and her ex-boyfriend got when in CND together.

Where are the leaders in this time of worry and strife, when protesting Syrians are standing to be shot whilst British companies vie to sell their Bahraini neighbours weaponry? Where are the Giants; when all that can be seen are the pygmies and their friends?