The Fog….or the Mind of an Left-leaning Liberal

One of the many problems which affect the elderly is a faulty memory. We struggle to recall a word, a phrase, a statement, even a name; sometimes we confuse adverbs with adjectives, but, sometimes specifically, I cannot recall a species. Allow me to explain:-

Jim Naughtie of BBC Today fame, was interviewing a few years ago, some lady:  Scots I seem to recall, on the subject of the priority removal of pests, small rodents or small animals, from her garden property. As I stated before, I just cannot remember species what was being discussed, but I definitely recall the Scots lady’s statement, which was “Och, I just kill them all!” This statement, which to me was perfectly reasonable and logical, because after all they were discussing garden pests, whether moles, or rats, or rabbits, or whatever. But  I vividly remember the BBC interviewer’s response, which was to blurt out, in tones which reeked of Hibernian ‘Wee Free’ censorious condemnation, “But that’s Murrrrrderrrrr!” (for interpretation, explanation and further information, readers are advised to watch or listen to the voice of the female detective who is featured in old videos or DVDs of ‘Taggart’.

So whilst the lady was describing the efficient removal and ridding her garden of pests, which were destroying her plants, or flowers, or whatever; the BBC man was comparing her actions to that of a serial killer!

Now transfer, if you would, your thoughts to the members of a British Anti-Terrorist Police Group, where sensitive intelligence has lead them to believe that a foreign-born but naturalised British citizen is making plans to go to another country; and whilst in that country he will be collecting a device, or equipment, which may, repeat may, be imported back to Great Britain, and will be used in, to use the correct legal term, the furtherance of an Act of Terrorism. The intelligence strongly suggests the return of the plotter back to Great Britain. There are no phone tap or intercepts recorded, no e-mails which can be used as evidence with which to arrest him whilst on British soil; all they have is verbal warnings that this man is about to wreak death and destruction upon his return from his visit abroad.

The philosophical question I now put to readers is this:- As the country, which for our purposes shall be known as S.A., which the suspect will visit, is a firm believer in, and a very efficient user of, Capital Punishment; should the Anti-Terror Group advise the S.A. police force that the suspect will be travelling equipped with a deadly terror device, in which case the suspect, holder of a valid British passport will more than likely be arrested, charged, found guilty on terror charges, and executed by decapitation, a fate which he would have thoroughly deserved: or, knowing that the British government has strong and deeply held reservations about Capital Punishment and the Death Penalty, should the Anti-Terror police remain silent, and hope against hope that they can intercept the suspected ‘jihadi’ on his return to British soil before he makes his final moves towards his martyrdom?

Just like the question the Australians had to think about!

the missing adjective……Alleged

When the dreaded name ‘Jimmy Saville’ appears in print, usually nowadays in huge headlines, alongside such terms as ‘victims’, or ‘abuse’, or even more explicitly ‘sexual activity with a minor’; we are alerted, almost by Pavlovian behaviour modification; to expect ever more unsavoury details regarding this dead ********** pervert.  But there seems to me to be almost a bandwagon effect, with the added problem that, because the man is dead, absolutely none of these allegations can be tested in a Court. But hey; there’s the legal get-out, because it has long been established that you cannot defame or libel the dead. So, the band-wagon rolls on with Savile accused of everything from necrophilia to advising Prince Charles on his marriage prospects. We have all seen the headlines, hells gates, I myself have even written on another blogsite regarding this particular man, and of the crimes he has been accused of; and of my own distaste for the very thought of this high-profile personality being allowed to literally get away with crimes worse than murder. The evidence, the accusations, tested by CPS solicitors on evidence collected by the police, seem incontrovertible; the accusers line up, with their claims and hopes for, er, Compensation!!!! There is, however, yet another side to this long, turgid and complex story, and that is the side retailed by a blogger named Susanne Cameron-Blackie who writes under the title Anna Racoon. Scan her voluminous postings, as she writes with a certain veracity based on her sojourns at the Duncroft Approved School. As to the truth of the many and varied allegations against this disc jockey; I am fairly certain that discussions, stories, rages will continue for years; but, in researching this small post, I have formed the conclusion that it is a little far-fetched to automatically state that there can be no doubt of his guilt. After all, it would have to be an enormous conspiracy involving hundreds of BBC staff, not particularly known for being reticent, thousands more of NHS, Broadmoor and Stoke Mandeville staff, all of whom would need to be totally complicit in a massive cover-up.

And you shall be taken from here…

I, along with many millions, have long been an advocate for the Death Penalty for certain crimes; murder being just one, but many other categories of crime would warrant the judicial route to Death row; such as Child Abuse and Paeadophilia, Treason, but mainly being found guilty of Drug Trafficking.

When this headline is printed, and seen on line by over forty million people, not much is written about the nameless and unknown victims of those who, hopefully, will wilt as the bullets tear into their bodies very, very soon. We are shown allegedly-heart-rending images of the ‘families’ as they greet their relatives for the last time, and we are told of the pleas for clemency to the Indonesian President, and we are also told of the families’ hope that a last minute intervention will save their criminal offspring.

Strangely enough, not much has been written about the impact that some 18 pounds of 85% pure heroin would have had upon the addicts of this deadly trade; not much has been written of the young lives wrecked, of human bodies wracked with pain as the withdrawal symptoms kick in, no headlines featuring the countless young women forced into prostitution just to fund their addiction to this deadly dust. No apologies have been forthcoming from the ‘Bali Nine’ as their ‘deadline’ (pun definitely intended) approaches.

The Indonesians have the right approach to this ugly trade: they state on placards in the arrivals hall of their airports; “if you deal in drugs, if you are found to be smuggling drugs, you will be put to death”. As a warning, as a definite statement, the greedy fools who attempt the heroin run were told; and there should be no reprieve for the long-distance dealers in death, for they are just receiving what they planned to distribute to others!

take your trade links; and shove them where the sun don’t shine!

In my youth, the song which rang some bells for me was the simple but deeply suggestive‘Where have all the flowers gone?’ It was Pete Seeger’s composition which defined many protests and started many to question many things and actions by their Governments. Now I would state that I disagreed with just about all the protests, but would always defend their right to protest.

But there comes a time when I feel that protest, and noisy protest at that; is fully justified. As I have maybe indicated before on this blogsite, organised religion features very low down on my own personal list of priorities, if at all. One of the finest and nicest ladies of my own acquaintance and family is retired from active participation in her chosen faith, so obviously I could never, ever, proclaim to her that she may have been mistaken, but suffice to say that participation in any church service does not feature very highly on my ‘bucket list’.

But I feel a definite need to urge our pusillanimous politicians to meet, pray and talk with the only religious Personage who t deserves appreciation, approval, approbation and true publicity: namely the Dalai Llama, (paywalled) mainly because it would thoroughly piss off the bullying and belligerent invaders of that Holy Man’s native Tibet. I would also add that, should the bloody Chinese object, and threaten trade sanctions, and all the other repressive actions of the truly nasty and murderous Communists, the British reply should simply be:- “We run Great Britain, not the f””@** Red Chinese; and we’ll decide who we will bloody well greet, talk and pray with!

I suppose I’d have to plead ‘Probably Guilty’

After reading a mate of mine’s post, I would point towards a blog I read regularly and this post in particular.

My comment, copied herewith, say much about my attitude to such  pillocks such as Gauleiter Milliband.

There is a song from Gilbert & Sullivan’s ‘HMS Pinafore’ entitled ‘He is an Englishman’ which says much about those millions of Englishmen who either cannot or will not speak for themselves; but I would extend those musical remarks, to lay out some ideas of the true Englishman.

We don’t appreciate being told to accept, through manufactured Laws and twisted logic, that homosexuals are equal, or ‘just the same as we are’ because, deep down, We know they are not; but, paradoxically, we also believe that, providing they ‘shut the f*ck up’ and stop prancing around demanding their ‘diversity and equality rights’, and that they should immediately and definitely not be allowed the sacred and sanctified title and state of Marriage; they should do as we do, which is ‘live and let live’.

To be an Englishman is almost a state of mind, where if a man such as I sees and hears the vast majority of his fellow subjects of Her Majesty chanting football club slogans, or discussing in gloomy tones the latest abject display of the national cricket team; or displaying similar sentiments on any other English team or solo sporting activity: I can wistfully shake my head in disbelief at the strange manner by which my fellow Englishmen are so easily diverted.

We should, I firmly believe, repeal all and any of the myriad Laws which foreshorten or limit the very idea of ‘Freedom of Speech’, or allow some clown to lay a charge against another because he has been ‘offended’. I would also bring back the Death Penalty for treason, murder and for incitement to murder, for child abuse and paeadophiles, but would also insist that that particular sentence be carried out by firing squad within twelve hours of the sentence; as I reckon there is no time like the present, as the guilty party would have less time to think up excuses for further delay.

As a true Englishman, I would reform the political process, but only to the extent that all major spending decisions be subject to a digital referendum every year, with no postal or paper ballots allowed at all. That same digital procedure should be adopted for local and national elections, again with absolutely no postal ballots allowed. The only exception would be where three individual doctors certify inability to move, and the ballot would be taken on a sealed laptop in secret, with no other family members present.

As an Englishman who actually believes in listening to all sides of any argument, I would immediately repudiate and demolish the BBC, and replace it with a subscription service; and then we would maybe see if the English would pay voluntarily for the load of liberal bollocks dished out over both tv and radio channels presently funded by the licence poll tax.

As an Englishman, I would immediately close the immigration doors against any more Muslim migration, from anywhere in the world. The numbers of migrants other than Muslim should be reduced, but we should be encouraging more skilled workers from the Commonwealth, again as long as they are not Muslim, because we have too many members of the Fifth Column on our shores at present.

A few ideas, but, there again, it’s a start!

As ye sow, then so shall you reap

In the avalanche of dismal news regarding the General Election, with all the usual suspects gobbing off on how many jobs they would ‘create’, how much money they would ‘save; along with all the other lies, fabrications and bullshit: there shines a single news item which should encourage many in their pursuit of both free speech, free elections and, primarily, Justice.

Yes, as predicted, Lutfur Rahman has been found ‘Guilty as Charged’ on counts of election fraud, subverting democracy, postal voting manipulation and fraud.

Barrister Francis Hoar stated ‘Since the beginning of his political career, he has been prepared to take whatever steps, use whatever means, recruit whatever support, to obtain power – power for himself, power for his friends and most importantly, power over his community.’

Good news for Tower Hamlets in the Mayoral Election, which was subverted by this amoral Muslim thief, crook and fraudster; and this should be a signal to examine, in detail, all the other Fifth Columnists of his ilk as they prepare to lie through their collective teeth to gain power at Westminster.

a pathological denial of ‘murder’

Fact   The defendant has four other children

Alleged fact   Until that point she had managed to keep her pregnancy secret from her family  (This presumably by copious applications of this product, no doubt!) and gave birth to the child in the bath before killing her by shoving folded toilet paper down that tiny, newborn throat; and thereby asphyxiating that small defenceless baby.

I have a short message for Mr Justice Teare,  who is presiding at Winchester Crown Court, Hampshire.

You really are an incredibly credulous fool!

We must now accept that

“you were suffering from an abnormality of mental functioning which substantially impaired your judgement”  and “Your actions of killing the baby were a manifestation of your irrational condition and your actions were wholly out of character.’

translates to…………..”The cock-and-bullshit story patched together by this murderous female and her defence team was sufficient to allow a judge who is definitely past his own sell-by-date to buy this totally incredible story as the truth!”

A quote from the police stated “Our thoughts are with the victim’s wider family as they are struggling to comprehend how and why this tragedy happened”

All terribly sad for the ‘victim’, not a great deal of sorrow for the tiny baby murdered by this scheming woman and her devious, lying, family.