his lies can’t disguise what you fear

Unlike certain people I know, I am not a great believer in ‘Conspiracies’. For example, I am not a ‘Birther’, in that I accept that Barry Obama was born in Hawaii; nor am I a convinced 9/11 ‘Truther’, with the allegations about the Saudi Royals, the demolition of Building 7, and the stories that the whole thing was a mirage/CIA planned/the Republicans did it all/ the Democrats did it all; and all the other lunacies. However, I am a follower of Goldfinger, Auric not Ernô, I hasten to add; along with his memorable line when confronting Bond when he stated, “Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, three times is enemy action!”

I write on the subject of Parties, Party politics, and how they are funded. For a long time, the funding of the two major Parties has been diverse and divergent; Labour relying almost exclusively upon Unions for the millions they get, plus the automatic docking from Union members pay for their Party subs, and the Tories on large donations from wealthy people whose politics coincide with those of the Tory Party, bolstered by the membership fees of the Constituency Parties. A further source for the Labour Party has been the money the Unions received from Government (tax-payer ) funds allegedly for ‘training, education and co-ordination’, the same cash of course organised by Labour when last in power.

They, collectively of course the major Parties, are all in favour of ‘State funding’ of political parties, meaning that we the taxpayer would have to pay them to screw us all, when all we do right now is to pay for everything else.  What they don’t want to do is lose their electoral advantages in the way politics are funded as at present.

One suggestion is that Parties be funded according to the votes which are cast, another is a straight-forward lump sum of millions, given on a pro-rata basis of MPs actually in the Commons. The possibilities are endless, and one can almost see the Party managers slavering at the very thought of getting their hands on tax-payers cash without actually bludgeoning people over the head, as they much prefer to do now.

Two things emerge which I, as a freeborn Englishman take exception to.

The first is the simple question is why we should be forced to pay for these free-loaders in the first place. If they want to go into politics, all they really want is to gain ‘power’; to ensure that the masses ‘do as they are told’ (all in the name of good government, of course); so why should we concur in our own enslavement?

The second is that once they get the cash, they will ensure that no-one else gets it. UKIP will be frozen out, EDL and the BNP will probably be outlawed, the SNP will be given four ‘bawbees’ and be told to shut up, and all will be serene in the Gardens of No. 10.

Convenient, is it not, that a not-very-well-known Tory is so carefully set-up and exposed on the subject of cash-for-access?

 

says it all, really!

and the dust gently settles after the wind…

As I get used to being called Grandad, my mind goes back through the years to when I visited Zimbabwe on business. I was in Harare very briefly in the early 1980′s to submit a power station cabling tender, and I met with an old friend who had returned to Zimbabwe after the election which brought on majority rule. We sat at an shaded patio outside a restaurant, going over old times and good memories, and I asked him what he and his fellow ‘returned’ exiles thought of the new President Mugabe.

His reply did not startle me, because it confirmed what I had already gleaned from the newspapers in South Africa; “Mike,” he replied, “it really does feel as if we have one of the very, very few Black leaders who understand what we, as farmers, business operators and employers wish to achieve for this land. He is telling us that there will be no confiscations, he is saying that there will be the rule of Law, and no-one is higher than that same Law. Mike, I really hope that this is so.”

My last view of my friend was from the seat of my hire car, as I moved out to head towards the airport.

He died, in an attack on his family farm by ‘War Veterans’, some ten years ago this week.

As Cathy says, the grass grows above shoulder level in the cemetery, and when she asked if the grass could be mown so that relatives could visit the place where their ancestors of all colours and races were buried side by side, she was told not to be emotional!

all the news which they wish you to know….

Lets face it, the cavortings of the rich, celebs and the idle do not figure greatly upon my horizon; but there are certain times and with certain people that the more light is shed upon the  cavortings of one family, and even of one member of that family, the better for all concerned.

As the drug cartel murders and general  mayhem spread throughout Mexico, few areas have been untouched by the bloodshed generated by a mixture of greed, ruthlessness and terror. The war between the cartels has damaged the serenity of the tourist haunts, and the State Department has issued travel warnings to all Americans, citing the figure of 47,515 deaths in narcotics-related violence in five years.

But obviously those warnings don’t apply to someone who has access to at least twenty-five heavily armed guards travelling alongside her and her friends, and who can then go to Oaxaca, Mitla and the 1,000 year-old tree of El Tule without any worries at all.

Yes, Malia Obama was on an early ‘Spring Break’ tour, in the lavish style which the American taxpayer has grown accustomed to paying for, but after the stories started appearing in the Press, the Obama Machine sprang into action, pushing for the stories to be wiped from the minds and screens of mainstream America. They used the claim that she needed her privacy, but forgot that some people resent watching someone dance around in the sun on their hard-earned dollars, whilst a lot of Americans are joining the unemployment queues every day.

pudding & pie

It is with much pride and delight that I present to you the newest and possibly the best Recruitment Agent that UKIP has ever employed. Yes, folks, with a single ‘throw-away’ line during his marathon smash-and-grab speech, George Osborne has set our UKIP phone lines into ‘jammed’ mode as literally thousands of disillusioned pensioners, the majority of whom have voted Conservative through thick and thin, are moving ‘en masse’ to swell our ranks, both as voters and as volunteers.

By describing the removal of the tax break as a “simplification” demonstrates that not only does the Chancellor not care about a large portion of his core vote, he wishes his contempt to be widely known.

As not only Cameron but also Osborne have demonstrated their specific contempt for the vast majority of their supporters in so many ways, we here at UKIP would state that we really appreciate that truth coming out now, rather than just before the General Election, where the two liars might have fooled a few.

the ‘hall of shame’

Selfridges, the department store for those with a slight excess of cash, has been in the news twice in four months for selling the ‘wrong’ sort of foods’ In December, a celebrity butcher was fired because he was selling the ‘top people’s food’ Foie Gras ‘ literally under the counter. Now there is nothing illegal about the sale of this foodstuff, but lots of people get their collective knickers in a twist because of the way it is manufactured. Foie Gras is made by ‘force-feeding’ geese or ducks with a reinforced diet, a practice which ‘animal rights activists’ condemn as being cruel. So Selfridges ruled that Foie Gras was off the menu. The butcher decided otherwise, as he was asked by customers to continue supplying this delicacy, and he was fired for his troubles.

This week, Selfridges was again featured in the headlines, but this time for the practice of selling cartons of unpasteurised milk. Again, there is nothing illegal in this sale, but various sections of our ever-industrious Government’s Nanny Section have decided that raw or unpasteurised milk is ‘not a good thing’, and should only be available in special circumstances and in certain farm shops. You are  also ‘allowed’ (how gracious of them) to buy this milk over the internet, and at the farm gates.

Food Standards Agency’s  Dr Henrietta Campbell said “I would go further and look for a ban on the sale of raw milk.”

Now I personally have no oar in this water, or milk for that matter, but it seems to me to be purely a matter of being aware of the risks. As Charlie Watson, the hero of my novel ‘Single to Westminster, via Berlin’ stated “If the Heir to the Throne gets up on his soap box and says he likes to drink unpasteurised milk, he should be allowed to do so! If the risks are plainly stated, if someone likes something, they should be able to eat or drink it! People have got to be treated like grown-ups, with common sense; if they can read, they can make their minds up! We are not in the business of treating everyone like a three-year old child!”

We have the facts, and we should be able to make our own minds up whether there are risks attached to certain activities, and whether we should continue with those activities, or cease on the grounds that ‘others know best’!

The ‘Real’ Jubilee Speech from Her Majesty

To my Loyal Lords and Commons, Greetings on this day which is to celebrate my Jubilee.

I was invited to address you upon the unveiling of the window which is draped behind me, the same window which was funded by both My Houses of Parliament.

As this is indeed a special day, We thought that, instead of issuing the usual platitudes which I have been handed to read as in times past, We thought that it might be a treat for my many millions of British subjects to hear my speaking a few home truths to the people who have been entrusted with the Governing of my Kingdom.

We find that we have been betrayed by a succession of, We hesitate to use the term ‘Governments’, as the last thing which has been done in Our Name is governing. Beginning with the traitor Heath, who lied, lied and lied again to achieve his goal of membership of the European Common Market, and moving on from that tragedy. Our Sovereignty was diminished from that day, and the effects of this traitor’s actions, as the decades have proven, have proved to be truly disastrous for the British Isles and for this United Kingdom.

That succeeding Governments, of both Conservative and Labour Parties, have both continued and increased the levels of intrusive and totally-undemocratic intrusion in British affairs by the cancerous and totalitarian European Union, to such an extent that there is hardly anything left that My Government can achieve without reference to their political masters in Brussels.

It is true that a very few of the politicians who served in Government were against further involvement in the machinations of the Brussels elite, but even the best of my Prime Ministers, my good friend Baroness Margaret Thatcher did little to defend My Realm against the remorseless advance of the ‘Colleagues’ from the organisation which an acquaintance has titled the E.U.S.S.R. Perhaps she spoke truly when she stated that she had been misled over the true effects of the Single European Act, but unfortunately the Act was placed before Me, and We had to sign it, because it was a lawful piece of legislation from My Parliament.

But the most significant damage to My Realm was achieved under the governance of the traitor Blair, under whose hand and rule came forth the damaging legislation of Devolution, and now We see the results, as the demagogues have snatched the majority in Edinburgh, and are threatening the dissolution of the United Kingdom. We have also seen the lunacies perpetrated by the inclusion of a foreign Court as arbiter in our own judicial system, the slow strangling of our remaining industries under the dead hand of a Brussels bureaucracy which never, ever forgets; not forgetting the strange sights of terrorists, murderers and rapists allowed to stay in these lands because their ‘rights’ might be damaged if they were deported.

We also had to sit and watch as the same murderous scum who murdered my wonderful uncle were welcomed into the devolved Assembly of Northern Ireland, and We were forced to welcome their representatives into our own House of Commons, instead of watching happily as they were swung high from gibbets.

We, as the Constitutional Monarch, had to watch as the Labour Government altered the whole nature of many of our towns and cities with the importation of millions of foreigners under the guise of immigration rules which did nothing but dilute and destroy the very essence of what it is to be British. They have given passports to any who asked, and to many who did not deserve; but the greatest crime is the importation of a whole bloc of adherents to a religion which despises the very freedoms which We have espoused and welcomed.

Our Governments have sat and betrayed our Armed Forces, by both action and inaction. They have left our servicemen and women without protection from danger by the purchase and distribution of ineffective armoured vehicles when what was needed was available but totally ignored. The Royal Navy, once the most effective and feared in the world, has been reduced to little more than a coastal defence force, and for not a large length of coast either. Through the machinations of an overpaid clique of so-called civil servants masquerading in the Ministry of Defence, Our Air Force has been sliced almost to the bone, with aircraft worth billions sent to the scrap[yard before even being flown in anger.

We have watched in quiet horror as a succession of illiberal Laws have passed across our palace desk awaiting My signature, a signature which was written but grudgingly, and under a mute protest. We watched as a Labour Government wasted billions on computerised projects which could and would never have worked, as well as divining Laws which would reduce the freedoms evolved and enjoyed over many centuries. We also watched as this present so-called Coalition Government also took steps to reduce those same freedoms, all in the sacred name of ‘security’.

In ending this short speech, I would like to thank the caterers for the food and drinks provided for the reception which preceded this event, but regret that they are based in South-Eastern Romania. This last is of course because my Houses of Parliament have to comply with E.U. requirements that all such events be sent to tender in all member nations of the European Union. The food itself was unremarkable, but somehow I do not feel that the Romanian catering company fully understands what a ‘Cucumber sandwich’ actually represents to any Briton, in that We always wish to see the cucumbers sliced.

and how do you know they are lying? Its the lips moving that gives it away1

Listening to the BBC Today Programme before 7.00 a.m., no link, and was rewarded once again by a large dollop of pre-digested BBC spin on Northern Ireland.

Seems SinnFeinIRA has got itself on a jolly ‘documented exploration journey’ to South Africa along with some brainwashed P.S.N.I. officers for a ‘update’ on the possibilities of a Independent Truth Commission for ‘The Struggle’.

Nothing was said about the real reasons why a bunch of killers want to establish this Commission, but one of them could be found within SinnFeinIRA’s own mouthpiece when it states “The issue of state killings and of collusion – which was an administrative practice and part of the British government’s strategy – must also be dealt with.”

And we, the people who watched as the killers blasted, bombed and shot their way into a ‘Peace Process’ can now look forward to a time when, aided once again by a pliant and compliant State Broadcaster whose sympathies lie totally with the murderers, they will parade how they were ‘fighting a war’, and the British government was to blame for all the deaths and suffering because we didn’t roll over fast enough!

An Announcement.

To the residents of the Islands formerly known as Great Britain and Northern Ireland; We send you Greetings.

As is well-known, we in the Supreme Government have your best interests at heart all the time, and anything we may promulgate, announce or order is for Your Own Good, and we don’t like it very much when people start sniping at us, or calling us ‘Nannies’.

We therefore have decided to bring a large list together, at the one place and at the one time, in order that the population may be ‘educated’ as to the realities of life in the newly re-named Offshore European Islands.

The following items may, will, should, can, probably or might kill you; or reduce your life expectancy from the longevity which you may have come to expect from all the propaganda previously published by the traitorous but compliant Labour, Conservative and Lib-Dem Parties formerly in Government.

Red meat, white meat, sausages, pork and ham, fish, game birds, corn, wheat products such as bread, all vegetables except lentils; alcohol, wine,  beer, all sorts of booze, cigarettes, tap water, not enough exercise, too much exercise, sex inside or outside of marriage with anyone at all; anything not included in this list but thought about later on.

We don’t want to ban anything or everything, mainly because we know that ordinary people will immediately commence using the item in question out of sheer cussedness, and partly because we gather huge amounts of tax from things like cigarettes, booze, processed food, water; but we feel that you ought to know what is good for you.

Regards

Commissioners of the European Union’s BIG Brother (junior grade)

Yerse, my yacht is moored around the corner!

When the Benghazi Libyans rebelled, and began the long march, aided by NATO, which ended with Gaddaffi dead, some of his family dead alongside him but more escaping to boltholes such as Niger, a few of the excesses of this madman and his dictatorship became evident. The marble-clad palaces, the weaponry stores, the escape routes, the huge bank balances; all were as forecast. But not many could know, as has now been revealed that Hannibal Gaddaffi, frustrated that he couldn’t order a cruise-liner to sail at his convenience, decided to order his own. The cruise company’s spokesman stated ““They had great difficulty understanding that cruise ship holidays are sold a year in advance, so there’s no way you could ever find availability of a cruise vessel at the notice he gave,”

Shipbuilders STX France had landed the $100 million order, which included such absolute necessities as its own shark tank, gold taps, ( which one just cannot do without, naturally) along with marble everythings, (one cannot walk upon ordinary carpet, you understand; carpets are for the little people!), and after the new regime took over, the cash flow stopped, and the order was abruptly cancelled.

If the Arab Spring had not occurred; just imagine, you are in a Mediterranean port, and this well-dressed foreign bloke says “Would you like to visit my yacht?” and you said “Yes please!”

but with a whimper….

With all the Lib-Dem led Coalition Government’s pronouncements on Homosexual marriage, alongside all the other garbage promoted by the ‘sandal-clad weirdy-beardies’ who seem to inhabit the parallel universe of LIB-=DemLand, one would honestly believe that the world has been set to rights, and all is well in LaLa Land.

In the real world, however, things are speedily getting worse. The ritual slaughter gains momentum in Syria. The patient groans of a whole Nation Slave State leaking out across the 38th Parallel. The undefying spectacle of units of the Royal Navy moored alongside the United States Sixth Fleet giving backing to the Khalifa dictatorship in Bahrain.  The spread of Muslim fundamentalism across North Africa, as well as in fractured Nigeria. The cess-pit formerly known as Zimbabwe. The pot-stirring down around Argentina, where yet another would-be tin-pot rants about the unwillingness of some 3,000 Falklanders to accept that they aren’t British any more.

The list goes on, and what does our Government rant on about? The need to allow pairs of homosexuals or lesbians to call themselves ‘married’! And just to add to the gaiety (sorry for the pun), just try and imagine what the ceremony will be called when you get two members (sorry for the second time) of the thoroughly mixed-up bunch who revel in the sadly-titled ‘Transgender’ wishing to tie the knot?

Just as a matter of idle curiosity, how much of the hysteria generated in the past few weeks on the specific subject of homosexual ‘marriage’ has actually been generated by those of the homosexual persuasion? Not a great deal, in truth hardly any; as most homosexuals just wish to get on with their lives, and just don’t want anything to do with a political parade pushed by a set of hypocrites. And just again as a matter of idle curiosity, when did we ever see a parade of people who were claiming ‘not’ to be homosexual?

write your nationality with a pencil

Some are protesting that the make-up of the alleged ‘Team GB’ which will be competing in the 2012 Olympics has drifted too far from the old idea of ‘I or my Parents were was born here, so I can represent my Country’ has been proven to be just a medal-winning sham.

When we have ‘British athletes’ from Ukraine in the Wrestling, a British-Somali national who runs under the name ‘Mo’, which is of course the short form of Mohammed Farah (wonder why he is maybe ashamed of his name?), along with a Cuban triple-jumper who seems to have done her own triple-jump from Cuba to Sudan to Britain; as well as many more. One other name springing, or rather hurdling, into view is American-bornTiffany Porter, who seemingly wishes to run for Britain but somehow cannot bring herself to learn or sing our National Anthem.

We have, I believe, accepted the lunacies of the Chinese Olympic singing selection criteria on the grounds that the deceit regarding the two small singers was only discovered after the event, as it were, but I always thought that the boundaries of Nation were sacrosanct. I still remember the lunacies surrounding Zola Budd’s British citizenship, and the Olympic race which descended into farce. She should not have been given a British passport, but the rules were bent for her, and those ‘bends’ have grown more blatant ever since.

Baron De Coubertin’s ideal, expressed in his words “The important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle, the essential thing is not to have conquered but to have fought well.” seem to have not only been forgotten, but totally trashed. The ‘big boys’ of Politics, of which the Olympics seem to be just another side display, are only interested in one thing, the Medal count, and it was ever thus. It does not sit well with the spending of £10 billion of taxpayers money, just so a transplanted Cuban or Ukrainian can wave their golden trophies aloft, whilst saluting a Flag and a Nation for whom they have neither loyalty, nor respect!

Syria….the answer

It is strange to poke fun and laugh when such terrible deeds are going unpunished in Syria, but that is human nature, at least my version of it is.

When we see the smoke from the explosions, as the tank missiles and mortar shells rain down upon a largely-defenceless Syrian population, is it right to smile? Of course not; but when we see the ‘diplomats’ such as ‘Lady Amos’, and the really silly figure of Kofi Annan, who is himself in the lead for the title of the most irrelevant person in the world, strutting across the pock-marked Syrian landscape, what are we to do?

What indeed, when we know that the only thing; the only thing which would stop Bashar Al-Assad in his deadly route is massive air power, striking against every part of his military, bombing the radar defences and taking out the missiles; blasting the massed ranks of the T-72 and T-55 Russian tanks as well as the arms dumps, fuel supply farms and defence logistical areas, and thus giving hope to the miserable millions who cower beneath his implacable gaze.

We know that that is the real answer, but we also know that there is no stomach for any such operation, and the West hides behind the bland smiles of the Russians at the UN, as they oblige that same snivelling West by vetoing any UN Resolution which even mentions anything after the weather in Syria!

So why don’t we play the one trump card which we know worked last time? Why not leak that the Secret Service, along with Defence Military Intelligence, has discovered that there are real Weapons of Mass Destruction hidden inside Syria, capable of being launched in only forty-seven minutes? Get the Bronzed Wealthy One to endorse the leak, especially when he puts on his ‘Man of the People’ voice, and we’ll have Cameron, Sarkozy and Obama lining up the missiles, warships, aircraft, heavy bombers and radar-attack planes before you can shout ‘Cherie Blair is a Tosser’!

Is it becoz I is a Nigga?

How do we view ourselves?

A broad question, but a valid one.

Do we see ourselves as British, English, Welsh, Scots, Northern Irish?

Do we see ourselves as White, or Black, or indeed Brown; or do we still think of Miss Starkey?

Whichever the answer is, I doubt very much is we ever would contemplate speaking of ourselves as ‘People of No Appearance’, or ‘Asians’.

But the origin of my query gives the answer to much of what ails this nation.

This middle-class woman was exposed to the brutal realities of life in this wonderful ‘MultiCutural’ world which Liberal Lefties such as she have constructed, in a vain attempt to encompass or understand a culture of violence, of greed and of irresponsibility which has been brought on by their own weak-kneed policies.

As she writes in her article, ‘As a journalist, I’d devoted years to infiltrating London’s violent teenage gangs, and filmed two TV documentaries on the subject. Slowly gaining their confidence, I got close to several of the hardest gang members, entering drug dealer-controlled ‘no-go’ zones where even the police wouldn’t venture. I’d wanted to understand what triggered their anti-social behaviour and to help them articulate their feelings without resorting to violence.

The very newspapers which report on these activities are themselves perpetuating the myth that we are ‘MultiCulti’. The woman who writes of her fear and distress cannot even bring herself to state if her childrens’  persecutors were indeed white, or more likely black, or indeed khaki! Why? Because she is so afraid that she would herself be accused of ‘Racism’ in her writing, and we can’t have that now, can we?

As a final comment upon the thinking of this deluded woman and her precious family, she writes “ We’ve now decided to move out to the countryside, albeit close enough to the city so that the boys can still go to the same excellent schools. But thousands of other families don’t have that choice. I just hope the police crackdown will enable them to finally sleep soundly in their beds.

What police crackdown would that be, Madam?

Mathematics for beginners

….four times one is four.

…five times one is five,

and, children; let us not forget that six times one is six

the sighs from the prison walls grow louder

Bernie Ecclestone seems to be proud of his modest upbringings, and equally proud of the organisation he has nurtured from being a small sport for motor-mad oiks, wealthy clowns with money to burn and a few motor manufacturers who were intent on a bit of cheap publicity; to the vast money machine Formula One is today.

He also seems to be a bit defensive of the fact that, for purely tax and business purposes, he shovelled more than £2.6 billion into his wife’s named trust fund, and then watched as she walked away after the divorce with all the proceeds.

But that is just business, and it is a very good business to be in, with Countries falling over themselves to host the Formula One race on their soil, even if the number of race fans scarcely number over one hundred. It is the exposure given a City or a Nation is the draw, and when Bahrain signed up for their slot in the sun with Bernie, everything in his small world was good!

But I wonder how Bernie, along with all his investors and global car companies, is coping with the fact that they are scheduled to go back to Bahrain in April; back to the racetrack which may well seem to be spattered with blood, and not from crashing cars either!

The Bahrain Government think they have slapped a lid on the uprising, with the protesters either in jail or dead, but I have a shrewd suspicion that, despite the 10,000 Pakistanis drafted in to the Security Force, and despite the huge Saudi armed presence, that pesky Arab Spring might, just might, start sounding off about the dead and the suffering from just last year!

Good luck with Bahrain; Bernie!

and yet again…

…we see and read of yet another reason why every hospital patient should be given the right to state:-

CALL ME BY MY NAME!

All together now, para 3, or Spelman’s mummy’s revenge

I recently posted upon the absurd decision of Cabinet Minister Caroline Sspelman to try for an injunction to “protect sensitive and personal’ information about her little kiddy Jonny, the now ex-England junior rugby player.

At the time, I like most of us, thought it was because of a posting he had made about two girls on on a poster.

But the real clue was in his e-mail to some American outfit asking for handouts of ‘supplements’

But now we can state that Jonny’s SENSITIVE AND DEEPLY PERSONAL INFORMATION’  so desperate was his Mummy to keep from the public gaze was in fact that the lying turd was on Steroids.

I hope she enjoys paying the lawyers legal bills!

Legal quote:-

“He was not trying to cheat. He was just very scared and worried about his injury and made a very silly decision which unfortunately teenage boys sometimes do.” 

Priorities!

In order of no particular importance, we, in this country have to worry about:-

• The Economy
• The huge National deficit
• The fact that we do not really have a Parliament which rules our lives, as more and more is covered by Brussels & the E.U.
• The Economy
• The war in Afghanistan, costing us irreplaceable members of the Armed Forces, as well as large amounts of cash we do not have.
• The fact that our so-called Government is enforcing just about all the crazy Legislation thought up by the ‘Labour retards’, such as ‘equality’, thought crimes, Climate change and all the rest of the garbage from the last thirteen years.
• We cannot deport any terrorist from our shores because he might be ‘treated badly’ elsewhere.
• Our shores are flooded with more and ever more migrants both legal and illegal, and we don’t do anything about it

And despite all of these really serious problems, what does one find on the front pages and web-pages of our largest daily newspaper?

The fact that the Prime Minister may have ridden some old ex-police horse which had been loaned to a senior executive of the now defunct News of the World!