So how is the job search going; Nancy?

In America, every citizen has the absolute right to hold, and indeed to publish, their opinions; no matter how abhorrent these opinions may be. It is called ‘Freedom of Speech’, and it is contained forever in the American Bill of Rights.

 

It is, however, a different kettle of rank and rotting fish to encourage others to kill, wound or attack anyone based upon those same opinions, beliefs.

 

Ask the Texas pre-school teacher who tweeted ‘ Kiss the Palestine ground for me and kill some jews!’

 

The preceding sentence should have been modified to read:-  Ask the FORMER Texas pre-school teacher who tweeted ‘ Kiss the Palestine ground for me and kill some jews!’

 

Time between the tweet arrival, notification of same to school administrators; and her instant dismissal………57 milliseconds.

 

The moving finger writes……

There are few words; sentences; paragraphs which I hate to have written, but, truth must be faced, and time cannot be denied. My wonderful aunt, a true lady with a cut-glass heritage of some seven decades of service to both her religion and her calling, which was to be a teacher; does not even remember who I am, she does not recall the sounds of my voice, the names of my adult family, or even those of my four grandsons: all has passed her by.

She has reached the age of ninety-six, is frail but still outwardly healthy, has limited vision but retains the inner vision which made her so special; she needs constant care, but tries to remain independence. With the distance of six thousand miles between us, and also with the fact that I cannot leave my own wife with ease of mind; I cannot make the trip to say my final farewells, even though she would not recognise me at all.

Teaching in the convent schools of South Africa for over sixty years, with a few years in America, she helped to shape the minds of a small portion of young Africa, inclusive of black, coloured and white pupils who passed through her classes. She is and was revered in the minds of many influential Christian South Africans, so much that when my late brother, on a trip to visit my aunt, mentioned the relationship, he was treated as a very honoured guest.

That razor-sharp intellect, which could converse with ease both with illiterates and with an American President, is fading from this life: it is time to say ‘Farewell’ to the last surviving member of my late father’s immediate family.

Trans crap in correct receptacles.

A sensible Executive Order from the President.

States and school districts……Yes

Big Guvminnt……………………Nope

Lead; kindly light.

I receive advisory and targeted e-mails from many organisations, most of which end up in my ‘trash bag’; as I filter them away from an in-box which is kept for those deserving, i.m.h.o. of course, of my valuable time and consideration. Many of these messages are from people/organisations who have been in contact previously, and of course with t’Internet’s well-known ability to keep everything on file, they don’t even need to use a mouse to send out thousands of messages; so the marketing/garbage/advertising/propaganda goes on, and on: etc. I group just about all (fake) charities as one with the rest of the background; but occasionally, I hear from a group who are worthy of a second glance, and who also perform a tremendous service to the Nation, although I do believe that they would shrink from such an acclimation. They are the Christian Institute, a campaigning bunch whose efforts are based, fairly obviously, around Christians, Christianity in Great Britain and the gross attempts by many politicians and their fellow-travellers , such as the appalling ‘Dame Louise Casey’ to stifle debate, free speech and the very existence and use of a conscience within our daily lives.
Don’t get me wrong, as a man of, these days, almost an atheist’s viewpoint; I am somewhat bewildered by their steady belief in the existence of a God, with a Son who came to birth in Bethlehem by means of a virgin conception, and a third member of the Trinity, namely the Holy Spirit: but with over a billion believers, they obviously reckon that theirs is the message. But I admire them mostly because they use the Law to avail themselves of relief from oppressive and overbearing legislation; and they are both feared and respected by their opponents.

by such slipshod rulings do we descend into anarchy!

It is not often that I write of unjust, or rigged trials, especially murder trials, but it was only after I heard of the so-called ‘Great Get-Together’ series of parties and celebrations to be held on the anniversary of a Labour M.P.’s death that I decided to pen these few words of derision. The same MP whose death was considered so tragic, so crucial, that the British Parliament was recalled so that everyone could sob a little, and then sing Kumbaya in reverent remembrance.

But back to that flawed ‘trial and conviction’; for I wish to explore the very pillars upon which that trial was held. Jo Cox was murdered, there could be no doubt of that, but was the killer afforded all that should have been given in any ordinary murder trial. We were told in evidence that there was a large quantity of ‘Far Right-material’ found in Mair’s home, but that was never listed or put forward in Court. For many years, I used to own a copy of Mein Kampf, but disposed of it some time back during a clear-out. Does that make me a co-conspirator, or even a putative mass-murderer? There was also a metal Third Reich Eagle with Swastika insignia present, but that only proves he was a fan of old Adolf’s views, as were some seventy million Germans when Hitler was making with the strong-man blether; and proving that the vast majority of Europe’s politicians were, collectively and singly, as defiant and resolved as a bunch of seaweed in their opposition to his demands and actions.

The defence counsel never even asked for his mental illness, or mental health, to be brought into the judicial equation, despite proof being available that he was seeking further treatment for his mental health, but instead of being given an initial evaluation, was told to ‘come back tomorrow’. Well he did ‘come back’, but with a very different outcome. Why was nothing of his mental health and/or illnesses mentioned in mitigation? Was he so very evil that he deserved the very Judicial Book being thrown at him? Was he virtually crucified on the altar of the Remoaners, because the EU Referendum was just weeks away? Nothing was put forward in that sick man’s defence to thin, or at least dilute, the thick and censorious porridge which was the travesty of the Prosecution. No-one could argue that he was not guilty of the murder; it was virtually filmed as it happened; but have we all forgotten the basic truth that mercy should be the prerogative of princes? I do believe that Mair got a pretty raw deal, and that rawness was exacerbated by the Judge allowing a snivelling input by Stephen Kinnock BEFORE the jury had brought their verdict back to the court. The Judge also commented on Mair’s silence in his defence, against common usage which dictates that the Prosecution Counsel should, and is allowed to comment upon that silence, but none other!

I am not saying that Thomas Mair should be freed: I would argue that he should have been given the benefit of the doubt, and sent to an approved Mental Institution by virtue of his insanity. He might never be freed, but at least he should be given that chance, instead of being sent to rot in prison, simply because he was the victim of a biased prosecution, a slipshod defence; and because his victim was a ‘high-profile’ MP, instead of just another person!

Survey to be renamed:- Why not keep them out?

The Royal Institute of International Affairs (Chatham House) is one of many ‘think tanks’ which ponder and comment upon political decisions, national views and relations between Sovereign States. They are liberal and cosmopolitan in outlook (perhaps too liberal, sometimes), but their views and research are amongst those considered to be at least 22 carat proof.

They recently undertook a ten nation survey to establish, as far as can be ascertained by polling methods, those Nations views on Muslim Immigration within those States. The results are, to anyone who thinks as ’conservatives’ generally do, truly fascinating from a viewpoint of how far distant from the ‘progressive; liberal’ viewpoints so prevalent within the MSM lickspittles who publish their twisted views, and who also denigrate ANYONE who disagrees with their collective agenda.

The proposal under discussion, asked days before Trumps ban on migration from only seven mainly Muslim countries: and asked of the ten thousand respondents from ten European Nations was both simple, and direct. It proposed ‘‘All further migration from mainly Muslim countries should be stopped’.

Chatham House’s own opinion was, to a conservative mind, explanatory of their own philosophies; they stated ‘Our results are striking and sobering’. They suggest that public opposition to any further migration from predominantly Muslim states is by no means confined to Trump’s electorate in the US but is fairly widespread.

I have posted a couple of times using my favourite expression concerning our militant Islamic friends; viz. The Fifth Column, and I see from the survey’s results that I am by no means alone. And I hope that the readership will, once again, note that the organisations reporting the results of this survey, or at least mentioning the same; definitely do not include such worthies such as the BBC or the Guardian. I do so wonder why!

…and the Sapphires gleam serenely

65 years! That is, in human terms, a lifetime. Some 65 years ago today, a frail man, made old beyond his years by the sheer weight and burden of a job which he never ever wanted or expected, breathed his last, and set out on his voyage towards the Elysian Fields. George Sixth,  a man and a father, had been forced to step away from a life, which, though made more difficult by the stammer his early life had bequeathed him; was actually endurable by the fact that he was, in reality, the ‘Spare’. The Heir, unfortunately, was a man who, although the Heir Apparent to the British Crown for years, just did not see himself as bound to the social niceties of the era, to the extent that the only women he found attractive were also, unfortunately;  the wives of other men.

Edward Eighth was determined to marry an American divorcee named Wallis Simpson, and in the eyes and minds of the British Establishment, if the Monarch decided to keep a mistress in seclusion, that was strictly, to use that well-known phrase ‘his affair’: but if he was to bring that mistress out into the world, and expect British Society to accept a twice-divorced woman, and an American to boot, as his Queen: he was living in Cloud Cuckoo Country. So the well disguised affair was finally exposed, after an enterprising Scots journalist saw the new King meeting the now well-known Mrs. Simpson at a remote rail station, instead of opening a hospital. The published story broke the ‘wall of silence’ imposed by an over-zealous cohort of Church bishops, Reith of the BBC, politicians and media barons whose decision to literally block any ‘royal’ news which did not fit their idea of what was suitable for the British public to know. If anyone bought an American or French newspaper, the stories abounded, but since Britain got its news from either the BBC or British newspapers, not a word had leaked.

So now, 65 years after George V1 quietly laid down his Crown and Sceptre, and that same Sceptre and Crown were taken up; as part of a hereditary line stretching, with a few minor blood-stained hiccups, from centuries ago, by the daughter of that dead King; she quietly passes the Sapphire Jubilee: a Monarch who is probably the world’s best known woman; with a record of never commenting, never blabbing, and who has probably been horrified at much of the mess brought upon her unfortunate Kingdom by the squadrons of politicians who have made that same mess.
So, Here’s a Health unto Elizabeth; a Queen unmatched!

Be still, and know that I am God!

Whilst I am not ‘religious’ in any sense of the word, despite years of adherence to a particular faith; as I ‘saw the light’ quite a number of years ago; I accept that religion, and an accompanying belief in one sort of Supreme Being or another gives solace and meaning to billions upon this planet. When we married, we stood before an altar, and made a vow; and that vow, despite leaving the church, still means everything to me!

Everyone else has just as much right to adhere to one form or another, although some of the rituals and beliefs are, to a rational mind; just a tad absurd: but hey, who is authoritative enough to state categorically that Mohammed did not fly from the Dome of the Rock towards heaven on the back of a flying horse: or that Jesus was in actual fact not born of a Virgin; or that when the Eucharist is taken during a service, this is not the very essence of the Son of God; or that Siddhārtha Gautama was not a Deity?

 

When you look upon the Universe, and behold its wonders; could it be that all this was achieved by the Hand of God; and of what shape was that Hand?

all the FakeNews that ‘fits’

Everybody remembers the ‘shock’ as well as ‘the horror’ experienced when Prez. Trump reaffirmed that citizens of certain (but definitely not all) Muslim-majority nations were subject to a ninety-day freeze on migration to the USA; and everyone remembers as well the disgust spouted from the very hilltops about the dire consequences of the ban.

Included in the early Fox news headlines was one featuring Mike Hager, who had flown to Iraq to be with his ailing mother to visit family. He claimed that, whilst he was cleared to board aircraft homewards-bound, his mother was refused passage due to the ban, and died as a direct result of the turmoil imposed by #TrumpTravelBan.

Strange to relate that his mosque’s Imam later confirmed that Hager’s mom had actually died five days earlier, a neighbouring mosque in Detroit held a prayer service in her honour, and he couldn’t understand why Hager had lied to the press.

It was a cheer coach who contacted FOX 2 Detriot about his mom’s death. FOX 2 was able to obtain a Facebook post from his account last month that memorialises his mother on January 22. The post has since been deleted.

It’s unknown why he would lie about when it occurred. When we tried talking to him at his home and business, he was nowhere to be found.

Earlier when confronted via text about his lie, Mike wrote “Since I lost my mom I’ve been on heavy medication – I can’t even sleep. I did not make anything up.”

Fox, one of the few news media which gets the idea that if they publish or publicise something which they later find to be untrue, publishes a retraction. Lets see how many others, which heavily featured the #TrumpTravelBan dead mom, feature the retraction in the same manner!

 

…and to be supervised whilst visiting….

I have written, commenting upon the actions and statements of the self-publicising McCanns before: but never before have I nodded in satisfaction, as I did upon reading of the collapse of their Libel trial in Portugal.

This pair of delusional fools, bolstered by the idea that people actually believed in them, took umbrage at a book by a Portuguese policeman, within which was the opinion that he (the policeman) believed that the McCanns were instrumental in the disappearance of their daughter’s body after finding her dead. After receiving the bill for the legal services, as well as the damages which will be awarded when the policeman countersues for damages, I suppose we shall see the McCanns ‘crowdfunding’ for ever more cash to replace the millions which have been frittered away

The true fate of this tiny child is unknown. Her remains may be buried at some remote beach, she may be still alive and being cared for by some mother who, sick in mind herself, believes that she is the answer to her prayers; she might have been trafficked towards a sordid and sickening end within the clutches of a paedophile: all views are valid. But what should not be in doubt is the opinion, the very belief that the McCanns themselves were the ones who facilitated her disappearance by the fact that they left that small girl, along with her brother and sister; alone in the apartment bedroom whilst they went boozing down the road with their mates.

Imagine if the parents had actually been named Wayne and Chardonnay, both uneducated beyond the true basics offered by the British education system; imagine if they gave off the image of a couple of ‘chavs’, reeking of the combined odours of booze and smokes; a literal Essex couple. Imagine if ‘Wayne/Chardonnay’ had been targeted by a relentless media, ever intent on providing ever juicier headlines for the plebs back home. Would they have been able to manipulate a Press and TV sector to the extent that the McCanns did, and indeed continue to do?

I remain firmly of the opinion, as I wrote previously; that, upon their return from Portugal, they should have received a visit from Social Services, who would be determined to check whether this duo were indeed suitable to be classed as ‘parents’ for their remaining children, and to have swiftly removed them from a couple who left their daughter completely unprotected!