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GOD WHAT A fun thing, like flies to a lamp


David Davis

Now, we have all known about The Sting, which was designed to catch moneygrubbing GramscoFabiaNazis, who we hate and who we regard as sub-moral. Well, here is the way they got caught. What fun, like flies on a piece of fly-paper.

I don’t think these people actually know what fly-paper is. They are too young and have also probably had the “wrong parents”.

How sad can that be.

Look here, you GramscoStalinists: NOBODY, I repeat nobody, is stopping you from getting money. Money is lovely – did you ever meet a “capitalist” who said otherwise? I bet you 50p you did not.

Look guys, you can get all the money you could ever imagine. All you’d have to do is succeed at selling something that other bastards and buggers want to buy. Is it so hard?

Look at Bill Gates. He brought us, and you, all you effing bastards, out of the darkness of uncomputing. He brought you out of the darkness of unwindows, (and Steve Jobs is teflon-coated even today, why?) into the Dawn of DOS. Apple? What would “Apple” have done for you, if “Bad Bill” had not done what he did?  The “i-Phone” would be $1,369,995, and you’d not have a hope. So dream on.

I’m going to invent a Meddlar-fruiting hybrid called a F***-Apple. And I even have an i-Phone…but it’s really not the best. It’s, sort of…OK. It works, all right? But it’s not “intuitive”, it’s not “windowsy” and I can’t get to be fast on it. It’s too “Apple-y” and it wants to try to control my life too much.

I don’t “do my life” online. I’m an old liberatarian conservative blogger. And so I don’t really want that level of interaction.

Sion Simon sees the light


Michael Winning

I always thought this man was a class-A1-lackey-and-running-dog-of-the-new-political-boss-class, since he made such a prat of himslef on some Newsprog or other, here:-

On this blog here and there the Boss mkaes reference to MPs possibly not being paid at all. I agree that they ought only to think about  “entering parliament”, as they used to call it – at a time of life when they can afford to support themsleves while doing public good by refusing to legislate hysterically about everything.

The bugger is winding us up


David Davis

David Wilshire is a very sill person.

He is right about branding groups as undesirables, but not the one he belongs to. He has been doing the branding.

That’s nothing!


One million?

Bah, humbug. The government gives that to the EU every 40 minutes.

Michael Winning

MPs expenses…the new brief is to bankrupt the Tories (and UKIP as a side-order) while you still can, while letting the GramscoFabiaNazis off with a slap on the wrist


David Davis

Bernard Jenkin (I thought he’d died years ago, I really did, I thought he was some sort of B-movie-comedian or something) is the subject of the Daily GramscoMirror’s ire today***, over an “eyewatering £63,250″. Yup, it really is. Eyewatering I mean.

One law for them.

And Tony McNulty (who’s that? How can you give a job as a politician to someone called “Tony”?) can “keep the £60,000″.

Another law for us.

***Through a Glass, Dully.

Ho, ho, ho! It’s off to work we go!


And now we flip one wife along, to make our money grow!

David Davis

Truly, these people have no sense of irony, and you could not make up such screaming stuff if you tried.

Maybe the guy who used our money to have his moat cleared, actually fears that he might need to put it to its original use.

Whar goes around comes around, and we are now the Faraway Country of which the Czechs know little


David Davis

The Czechs have given in. (Who can blame them? Not I.)

BUT they have betrayed Britain!

Shame! We wuzz robbed! Klaus knuckles under! Munich! Death! War! But….

Poor guy, what can he do? We are not ultimately his problem. Like they were not ours, in 1938.

We will have to look to ourselves. AND I don’t care what Cameron says or pretends to say or not say, about “referenda” and on whay terms, or means or does not mean, for it is quite irrelevant. Nothing will change unless individual Tory politicians in power are forced at gunpoint to do so and to yield to majority opinion and gracefully accede.

We have all known this, for many many years, which is why all the thousands and thousands and thousands of  liberal blogs exist: we all pretend it is otherwise, but it is not.

In the early 1990s in the warm wet afterglow of Soviet-Imperialist dégringolade, I used to, while over there, tell my Czech and Slovak friends about the deceptive and only partially-visible undercurrents embedded in “the End of History”, and that “The Germans are Not Your Friends”. Happily I guess, they did not believe me for a moment about the Germans, for there are many German car factories in the Czech republic, employing thousands of Czech and Slovak workers, and turning out not Trabants but rather snazzy VWs rebadged as Skodas, and also a lot of Skodas. Rovers and MGs are now of course Chinese. This is probably for the best, and probably a good thing for us all, if all factors are taken into account. I also warned them about the post-Gorbachev-USSR, but that will be another future story, the end of which cannot yet be perceived.

In the meantime, a new threat to individual liberty and small-nation-self-determination has emerged. If you are here, you know all about it. It is called the EU. Now you must be told, if you are new here and also perhaps not a Subject of The Queen or even a citizen of the wider Anglosphere, that “the EU” was not what was originally being sold to us here. What was initially aggressively, and very, very, very submissively sold, as an “honest, Guv, this is a really really great train, you ought to be on it” thingy,  to the British was a “Free trade Area” or “Common Market” – we should have got our hackles up at that already but didn’t. We already could have had free trade but it was supressed by the GramscoStalnists in power in the UK  from 1945 to 1979. The Schumanno-Monnetia-Nazis thought we’d bite on “Market” and fail to notice the barbed tarantula-sting in the “Common” bit, and they were quite right. We were had.

It did help them of course, that in the decades involved we did have more or less perverted-GramscoFabiaNazi-collectivophile administrations: these saw the way things were blowing in Europe and the world, saw the nice food with olive oil and garlic and the lovely sexy girls and the warmer and drier and more predictable weather and the vineyards and the cheap sex, and jumped in, on our behalf but for them and not us. (Why else did upper-class women throw wine over Sit Ternece Conran at parties, as a punishment for selling glass Tuscan pasta-jars in Habitat for £3.99 so “everyone” could buy them?)

To the British Enemy-Class, the EU is about power, money, unaccountability for expenses, junkets to Bamberg (twinned with Bedford!), sex with expensive “escort girls” (and you can pass it through as “entertainment”, which it of course is) and “calling for harmonisation”. To British people who can afford it, the EU is about lovely, lovely, sexy food at “bistros” that we were “just passing”, not having to “change money”, sex with expensive British chavettas in Ibiza so you can chat them up while pissed, getting English beer in Benidorm, garlic to make everything taste of something, and being able to fly to Prague for “stag” “dos” for 99p return. Oh and “buying that really great farmhouse, to live off the land”….

All this of course is not what Europe was really about.  Not even Jean Monnet, the Great buroNazi, envisaged that it would be that easy to defeat the Real Enemy. We did that ourselves. Europe, as in the “EU” is about recreating a Reich.

That’s why you have to keep voting until you give the right answer….until the Terror-Police are here which means you are relieved of having to vote, for the choice is the right answer or else to be killed. They are a little late with the Terror-Police, but I am sure this is being worked on even today.

Poor Vaclav Klaus, noble and intelligent chap that he is, cannot help us now. It is even the fate of his people’s principal politicians who mattered to be like that. How ironic and sad can you get? So. Either our history as a nation, and as the foundry-crucible of libertarianism, comes to and end here, or else something is done. There is no long-term strategic problem, as the history of Russia and the USSR has shown, in denouncing and repudiating things laughingly called “treaties”. We should look as a nation to our own interests. If we are a libertarian nation, then we ought to look out for our own interests even more fiercely, since we shall find ourselves under open threat even from those whom we once called our friends – as I have always warned and will continue so to do. There is no founding libertarian doctrine that says a nation state, once it has discovered itself either again or anew, ought to observe treaties that are inimical to its survival and which have been made by its predecessors.

Even Westminster says that no Parliament can irrevocably bind its successors.

So, well, there you are.

Shall we just go, now?