Courtesy of The Telegraph
Cartoons, by their very nature, are supposed to poke fun at those who set themselves above us.
From the published garbage which is supposed to represent the thinking behind our modern Armed Forces, and the Royal Navy in particular, I shudder to even think what the true outcome will be.
Over the many years of watching and learning about American politics, media, politicians and media editors, I have learned many truths. Possible the most important ‘truth’ is how an impossibly small number of people judge how any political story can be either spread or ignored, how the facts can be ‘spun’ by those same people: and how the most important of stories, based not upon supposition, but on demonstrable fact, can simply be ignored by ALL the news media in today’s America.
I should begin by reminding people of the sheer amazement in both political reporters and commentators when, against all beliefs, Donald Trump first swept into the White House. TV Station after station, when covering the results, were questioning the polls as the numbers for Trump rose inexorably, with State after State falling to the Man who came from Nowhere. Hillary was supposed to be a shoe-in; some were actually saying that the Election wasn’t necessary; her polling numbers were so good that she would crush this interloper from the world of business in every State.
I had actually watched the former President several times as tv broadcasts of his speeches were becoming more frequent once he had secured the nomination, and, “My prediction at the time? If the ballot-stuffing Democratic bunch can be forced away from the boxes and voting machinery; Trump; the ineffable Donald himself, might just turn the corner and win in the final furlong!”
I think it is a fact that many voters were at least intrigued when Trump lacerated Hillary Clinton’s chances by a carefully contrived, carefully-sensed and timed attack on Hillary’s husband, the well-known philanderer Bill; a.k.a. The loosest Zip in Town. The very fact that Trump was able to locate these four women, rape victims all: hold a mini-styled press conference, with all the accusations recalled about how Hillary knew her client was guilty, but managed to virtually get him off the hook by lacerating the victim in open court: and then place all four in full sightline of Bill Clinton was a demonstration of his determination to take the fight to Hillary, and through her of course to the ex-president. America has always had a sense of ‘fair play’, and those voters who watched that verbal assault knew what had happened, and perhaps that persuaded them that Hillary just was not worth trusting with their votes.
But Trump’s enemies were legion, and many were highly placed, both in Government and in the many Agencies in Washington, and the plots and planning brought forwards the ‘Russia’ impeachment and also the ‘Jan 6th Insurrection’ Impeachment; but both times Trump survived. But the former President’s many anguished claims of Election Fraud were summarily dismissed, and even the meticulously documented ‘2000 Mules’ was given little coverage.
However, in a Federal Court In Atlanta, Georgia, University of Michigan Professor of Computer Science and Engineering J. Alex Halderman testified in front of Judge Amy Totenberg’s courtroom in the Culling vs. Raffensperger lawsuit on the insecure Dominion voting machines used in Georgia elections since 2020.
As reported earlier, during his testimony, Halderman was able to HACK A DOMINION VOTING MACHINE and change the tabulations in front of U.S. District Judge Amy Totenberg and the entire courtroom!
Halderman USED ONLY A PEN TO CHANGE VOTE TOTALS!
But here’s the thing which proves, beyond any doubt, my premise that ‘an impossibly small number of people judge how any political story can be either spread or ignored’.
The ONLY news media organisation which both published the story and provided a video of the anchor telling how Halderman changed voter totals in front of a Federal Judge was the Gateway Pundit!
The Royal Regiment of Wales has a singular motto: it reads, “Gwell Angau na Chywilydd: Death rather than Dishonour.” That motto, that sentence, indeed that statement says, in those few words, everything that matters in life. However, back to that motto: Death rather than Dishonour. I re-ran a sector of Netflix’ the Crown on my t.v., not forgetting that it was a fictionalised commentary upon, at that time, The Man Who Would Be King, and his approach to His marriage, and also with the slag who now sits as Queen upon the Throne of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, beside the Man who is now King.
I sometimes tend to forget that there is a vast gulf between those whose lives are within ‘The Establishment’ and ordinary people, and that ‘gulf’ was so apparent in the life, the training, the very upbringing, of that ‘Man who would be King’. Their lives, even the way in which they think, is so very different to people like me. It is claimed that when Charles first met Camilla, he was immediately smitten, and whilst dating, they became intimate. Whether true or not, I neither know nor care, but by the strange rules which seem to govern the ‘Elite’, which calls for the man to marry a virgin; this intimacy ruled Camilla out as a immediate marriage partner: but Charles continued to cling to Camilla’s memory. He met Diana, and in the most abbreviated courtship known to civilised society, they became engaged after meeting only thirteen times. After marriage, Diana soon became mother to the heir, and soon after the ‘spare’, but she also became one of the most photographed women in the world, for she possessed a rare beauty; and unfortunately for Charles, placed him in her shadow in popularity.
It is known that, despite his marriage, Charles was soon back in touch with his old flame Camilla. Unfortunately for Charles, she was now a married mother, but there seemed to be a peculiar echo of earlier times, with the late Duke of Windsor’s predilection towards women who happened to be other men’s wives. When Diana’s marriage became strained, Charles took refuge in a return to Camilla, and one very intimate phone conversation was recorded, and sold to the Mirror newspaper. This recording wasn’t published at that time, as the newspaper’s editors did not wish to be seen to help further fracture a Royal marriage, but when the Queen consented to the request that her son and his wife become separated; all bets were off, and the tape was published, becoming known as ‘Camillagate’. Diana’s worst fears were confirmed, as those recorded words were splashed all across the Western world, and her beliefs of Charles’ adulterous behaviour were hardened into reality.
We all know of what followed, with the divorce; with Charles snuggled up with his slag, who had finally been kicked out of the marital home by an incandescent Brigadier Carter Bowles: and Diana rebuilding her own life. When she met her death in that Paris tunnel, driven by a drunk who should have been ten miles away from the controls of a powerful car, at least Charles had the good sense to demand that a Queen’s Flight jet be given him, so that the dead mother of a future King be returned to England with dignity.
Whatever sadness might have remained after Diana’s death was soon eclipsed, as it was just on the year after the funeral were Charles and his choice of partner seen together as a couple. He married her, and after the death of his mother, Elizabeth 2, he let it be known that the slag would become Queen when he was crowned. His memory must be extremely short-spanned, or perhaps that slogan “ Death rather than Dishonour. “ never really meant much to ‘The Man who would be King’.
I watched, once again, the film ‘Sink the Bismark’ and was reminded of the greatest intelligence and political catastrophe this nation has ever known.
The film script calls for a single Royal Navy Officer who is delegated to plan the British response to the breakout of the Bismark and the Prinz Eugen, based purely on the British warships available, the possible routes of the enemy, and the reasoning behind the naval moves. It was a good film, with good acting and, within the limits of modern warships being available to act as WW2 battleships and cruisers, enough to fill the screens with good facsimiles of those real warships, which met, all those years ago, with such deadly effect in the icy stretches off Greenland, Iceland; leading to the single torpedo strike which damaged the Bismark’s rudder: and thence to the merciless bombardment and sinking of Bismark by the Royal Navy’s battleships.
I have but two points to make with regard to the film. Firstly, the Hood was out-dated, less than well-armoured, and the reasons for her loss are disputed until this day. Some argue that a plunging shell blew out the bulkhead between the 4-inch magazine and the 16-inch magazine, causing the catastrophic explosion which blew Hood apart: others argus that a shell which penetrated underwater caused her torpedoes to explode. The truth is that she was out-dated, too slow, and should never have been sent out. The truth is also that, due to British Government penny-pinching, she was never given the upgrades necessary for modern sea-going warfare, and was ill-matched to the modern, well-armed Bismark.
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