Slightly amusing….I can’t seem to load or copy the pictures though.
They’re British State-politicians: they will get off. It’s their job.
Oh, and their DNA will be wiped from the system. For the “children”….but not for /our/ children, I guess.
And Harry Cohen must be a bedwetter:-
Lawnmower _repairs_ ??? Was it a really really nice and comfy lawnmower then?
…and Big Business is cowering in terror in front of the bullies and GramscoFabiaNazi scumbags.
And to continue the Boss’s Day Of Small Things, I know it’s late but It says over at the Daily Express that “salt kills 40,000 people a year.”
Experts say this so it must be true.
Well I suppose we all have to die of something so it might as well taste nice. It puts the term food-fascism in a new light, and so why don’t we just send all these experts to a state-health-farm, in the far north somewhere, with nothing but boiled root vegetables to eat, that’ll fix them.
Personally I recommend tiny little wet-finger-touch-helpings of sodium monohydrogen-glutamate, as a hor-douevre. It actually tastes quite good. You can buy 500g and 1Kg shrink-packs of it at the local Chinese cash and carry in Manchester.
This is a day of minor observations about small things. I feel I want to say things about education this afternoon.
This matter which I will relate was commonplace in the early 1960s. Even in “State” schools, whose teachers still thought they were there to pass knowledge on, or at least some of them did.
When I was a young teenager at school, if you did a piece of either homework (it was actually called “prep” then by us, and you did some between 6.15 and 7.30 pm at school, before going home if you were not a boarder, to do the rest before tomorrow am) or classwork that fell below your recognized usually-achievable standards – and you were /told/ what these would be as required- you would be commanded to redo the work on “Green Paper”, perfectly, for resubmission to the relevant master. Otherwise, you would not be classed in your class ratings for the “Tri-Weeklies”. There were four of these per term. If you missed a “Tri-Weekly” in all subjects fully…..
“Green Paper”, which was of a particular shade and was lined and punched and of Foolscap size – so you could not buy it at Pullinger’s “the stationers” in the town – could only be collected, in individual sheets of the prescribed number for the work, from your Housemaster. He would note how many sheets you were commanded to ask for, which master it was for, and which subject, and by when (usually tomorrow) and would note your marks from the failed-piece. You had to sign for these sheets.
If you “got” three Green Papers (over all subjects) in one tri-weekly, you would then go on “Satis”. You might be beaten as well by the Housemaster or the House Tutor, at his or his discretion, especially if you were thought to be “intelligent and lazy”. (Boris Johnson types please note.) Potential officers in the Prussian Army would have jumped over the wall by this time and buggered off to their favourite peasant-girls, in disgust, at their views of this attempted humiliation. “
“Satis” meant that you had a brown _Blauschein_ thingy handed to you, with all the lessons you had to go to marked on it in a grid, for the next three weeks (tri-weekly) and each master (all of them, for all subjects) had to sign it to the effect that you had performed “satis”factorily in his lesson. Each time, it made you late as you had to queue up to see him at the end-bell of each lesson, before moving on to another building: (The boys moved and the masters stayed put then.) It identified you to the other boys as a person who needed watching. Some would withdraw the hem of their garment from you, especially the clubbable popular convivial not-very-bright-but-politically-able-boys, whom everyone wanted as their friends.These boys, who are now in their 60s all very rich and relaxed in their old age, did not want to be associated visibly with other people’s failures: that is only right and natural. It was a lesson in life.
It bloody made you perform.
If your “Satis” card was in order at the end, and you had not acquired any more Green papers, then the record of the previous Green Papers you had obtained was expunged.
I am not suggesting that a libertarian education system – if that is not indeed a tautologial notion – would invoke such a thing as this system for making people remember things learned. But if there was a Free Market in Schooling, then some places might go for this method, as in a “That’ll Teach-‘Em!” strategy. I fully expcet that the children of people like Tony Blair, the Milibands, Peter Mandelson (he has children, but he is just dissembling for the camerae) and Harriet Harman would go here.
The problem today of course is that there is no failure and no success. Everyone has to be equally “advantaged”, and as well the “curriculum” contains no content of actual factual use or relevance. So I suppose they don’t need Green papers then.
“Green Taxes”, on “motorists”…to “fund cuts for families”. Yep, families don’t do any motoring: these proposals will really, really wow them on the remaining reservations where Mondeo Man can still be found clinging onto his natural habitats. People will be wetting their pants with delight, and will get killed in the rush to vote out the gramscofabianazis.
“Zak” Goldsmith, or whatever he’s called right now, ought to be made to live, all the time, in a cottage halfway up a mountain in mid-Wales. No electricity, no gas, no piped water, an “AGA” (whatever that might be), shickens for making methane for the gas-lamps, oh, and I’ve just spotted that he’ll want BROADBAND to talk to forehead-Dave.
You’d really have thought that a “progressive” party would want to withdraw the hem of it’s garment from all this “Green” nonsense, specially after Climategate.
This is quite a snook in the eye for the RSPB wallahs and all those spiteful and righteous people who like to annoy and bully us folk.
I know he does not mean it and would not eat Robins, but it just releases some of the anger we need to do.
This worries me intensely. I am not a violent man: no really, I am not. But we really, really may have, one day, to cook, and eat, for our lives, all these nasty, anti-farming and anti-technology people.
The existing borders of GramscoFabiaNazi deliberate wickedness have just been breached.
And where “Film Stars” embrace something, I know already to run in the opposite direction. I often wonder why, despite all the wealth and privilege that they can command, they yet do and say what they do.
…finally they can bring in rationing. Eugenics without the overt killing-staff.
The Independent has picked up something he’s said.
Rod Liddle says the things, about people made by our Enenmy Class to torment us, that cant be said. It is a pity that humans get tormented and robbed and corrupted into evil beings, by others who mean it to happen to them and then so they can do it to us.
The boss thinks this is a War Crime and they meant it. I aggree.
Here he is, Rod Liddle,
The first of an occasional series – those benefits of a multi-cultural Britain in full. Let me introduce you all to this human filth.
It could be an anomaly, of course. But it isn’t. The overwhelming majority of street crime, knife crime, gun crime, robbery and crimes of sexual violence in London is carried out by young men from the African-Caribbean community. Of course, in return, we have rap music, goat curry and a far more vibrant and diverse understanding of cultures which were once alien to us. For which, many thanks.
Copenhagen, green death. I quote:
“The Copenhagen summit next week will generate vast quantities of hot air. It will see 16,500 people coming in from 192 countries. That amounts to 41,000 tons of carbon dioxide, roughly the same as the carbon emissions of Morocco in 2006. Also, the organisers will lay 900 kilometres of computer cable and 50,000 square metres of carpet. More than 200,000 meals will be served and visitors will drink 200,000 cups of coffee — at least that will be organic.”
Who cares what Morocco exhaled in 2006? I didnt go there, I was busy raising food for people. If Alan Sugar did then he can pay.
Why I ask do they need 16,500 people and from so many countries? Is this a free-for-all jamboree or what? And why was I a farmer on the margins, high up where its hard, not invited? The frosts’s come here where we are, and nobody cares about us,so
we’ll just cope like always every year, so you greens can eff off.
(Not too many tupos I hope,)
This article may disappear. No really. Apparently it’s done so once already* and may do again. Legiron who Ive just found has posted thispiece here, which tells of a woman, a lawyer in fact, who now can’t get a job as she’s “on the DNA database”. Just that it seems. She lost an employment opportunity (with the State no less, but wait till tesco and others get on the roller) because of a wrong accuastion, and even about something trivial.
So what’s in store then for those accused – also wrongly – of worse things like British-State-thoughtcrimes? They wont’t even get shelf-fillers’ jobs in Asda or Kwiksave – let alone Waitrose!
So this is what it’s for – and there are 6 million people on it nearly, the Police sure have not been idle, all those swabs to take by force, eh? Need personpower for that, you do!
*Someone called Longrider has got a link to the piece too.
Might as well quote this from Longriderer:-
Update: The Economic Voice has more.
This effectively creates a new class of criminal, the ‘guilty innocents’. We used to have a system where you were either guilty or you were innocent. Now you can be left in limbo for 6 years. Remember also that the government’s original plans, but for the intervention of the EU, was for indefinite holding of DNA! Food for thought.
Had she not been going for a job that requires police background clearances she may well never have realised the repercussions of these new rules. Most people will just dismiss this as an isolated case to be ignored, but it could easily happen to anyone by just being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Just because it may happen infrequently doesn’t make it right.
Quite. Remember, if you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear.
But to cheer yous all up I’ve found this:-
The “South Downs” has just joined the Litany of Lands nationalised in the name of “jobs”, “local people”, and “ramblers”.
The idea of the “rambler” was created by Jim Hegel, (or it might have been Rickie “the people’s person” Engels”) as we all know, as a proposed form of entertainment for his friend Marx, for the times when Marx was not fathering boys on his wife’s serving-maid, in North London.
Nobody who lives there will from now on be able to do anything at all, except supplicate to “Natural England” about the particular shade of white paint to do his windows and doors in. They’ll also have to host thousands and thousands and thousands of parties of comprehensive-school “learners”, doing “Geography Projects” about “Are the South Downs a Honeypot?” and “What is the effect of traffic congestion on the South Downs?”
Although no possible number of Prime-Ministerial calls (and from a New Labour one they’d have to be very many) can make up for the loss of a child, I am in two minds about the rightness of the Murdoch Tabloids in going postal with Mrs James’ pre-recoreded transcript of her conversation with Gordon Brown. You can read it on Guido of course here, for what we here want is the utter demolition and erazement of GramscoFabiaNazi administrations in the UK for all time and for ever.
But, I note that the PM is partially blind, probably has not written a letter by hand for many years, and is actually a PoliticoGeek. He is not a real human being, he probably has forgotten how to spell, and has certainly forgotten how to write letters personally to people: this is since Fascist-left-policy-engenderers must have no personal feeling for anyone, anywhere, ever. They are “movers-and-shakers” – it is their term, they and their “PR” hangers-on in the 1980s invented it, and they will come to be lynched by it in the end-times.
We shall think about the delights of moving them about, perhaps from Westminster to other places, and then we shall think a little bit about shaking them, perhaps on the end of a piece of piano-wire, or string if that’s what’s allowed by health and safety, until they are dead. Then we may, or may not, eat them. That depends on whether they have caused us to starve, freezing in the dark, by then, or not. Thinking about eating them is what they would call a “real-time tactical proactive option”.
That said in Gordon’s defence, and then thinking about our war against GFNs, I think it’s perfectly fair to use all available underhand means to destroy and utterly discredit and mudsling this bastard administration, out of existence.
Well, he’s ratted on us too. Now watch UKIP being systematically taken apart, by the prevailing Gramscian-system, before the next election…if one is allowed.
All power is delightful, and absolute power is absolutely delightful.
When the food and electricity run out, the buggers will simply have to be killed and eaten, if only so we can survive one winter and then see what we can do about simply growing food and eating it. No time for lamp-posts and piano-wire. Not allowed by health and safety anyway.
It’s no use “lobbying your MP” any more, “writing to the papers about it”, or any rubbish like that. The time for that was past long ago. We simply have to force them to do what we want, by whatever it takes.
I feel that it is 1641, all over again. Very sad. All this time, wasted, for nothing.
I just thought this was rather amusing. Well, it’s Friday.
This is a droidette of the Enemy Class, order-1. h/t Mr Eugenides. The machine is being filmed in full flight: it is awesome to behold the brass-neck of the device which is on-camera, non-human as it may be, in its destiny.
The watching of, and the listening to that, is priceless stuff. The evasiveness is nothing, compared with the sheer, astonishing separation of the machine’s perception of reality when compared with where human beings see reality to be.
It implies over at The Englishman’s Castle that the Global-Food-Management-Gestapo, the GFMGs (as they will now henceforth be known – here’s one who’s been hiding in the woodword for some time! Here’s another. They are mass-murderers who will try to invoke global food rationing and soon, starting in nations which they hate) while cleverly appearing to shoot themselves in the foot and perform what appear to be self-contradictory activities, so as to promote the effect of people wanting to minimize the importance of what they do, are actually following a clever and strategically-focussed agenda.
Surely, food is delightful, and absolute food is absolutely delightful? No?
Someones, and it’s clear that they have supporters in Westmonster, don’t want there to be an English UK Government outside the EU or GramscoFabiaNazism, and we feel that we know who they are but we can all argue. Such an administration would be a single and terrible threat. The demolition of the BNP can be conducted by the BBC and its accolytes as is known to be how it’s done, for a false aunt-Sally has had to be made to take the blows. The BNP is a socialist pary so they can’t complain. They are being shot by their own side in public, as on Question Time, and we cannot really interfere.
The destruction of the BNP is the happening in a faraway country of which we know nothing. The Enemy-Class buggers created the BNP on purpose and quite deliberately through their “multicultural policies”, they then set it up as a Straw-Man, and proceeded to ritually attack it on the telly. The next target is UKIP which is what they were really exercised about.
There was a small chance that UKIP could do two things: (1) Get us out of the EU without a shooting-war, and (2) unwind some of the more terrifying GramscoFabiaNazi type legislation that we have now about things like cheese-rolling, pipe-cleaners, toys, food, beef, sheep, farmers, food, grain, water, electricity, money, farmers, farmland, what the bastards can grow and when, slaughterhouses, lorries, roads, who can park where or when, how wide your hedgerow-margins can be for bats, flies, butterflies, caterpillars, beetles and other useless inedibles and so on, oh and BIRDS….
ALL BIRDS WILL HAVE TO GO
unless Richard Dawkins can convince me otherwise at the WAR CRIMES TRIAL of the RSPB since he is a good and honest man. He can be their Mackenzie-Friend.
Ive been told off for spelling mistakes so I’ll try to be carefull.
But in the meantime do eat one of these.
The initially risible, silly, unimportant and clownish recycle-prancing, started about the time of The Club Of Rome by woolly-pullied-wierdy-beardy-sandal-wearers, has now progressed to the point where ordinary sovereign individuals are now to be threatened with fines and criminal records _IN THEIR OWN COUNTRIES_ . And, tell it not in Gath, by others of their own people posing as “friends of the planet” (in various eponymous guises.)
We cna only conclude that the progression, from the seemingly marginal concern of an embattled but concerned intellectual minority, to all out State Terror, is quite deliberate.
Like the original Leninists.
And this woman cant be serious, she is doing a windup. To make us feel better lets laugh at the awful Jacqui Smith here, as she is going to “be let go” at the next gen election she is being put up as the Parliamentary Fall Guy, how good is that then. Form an orderly queue please for you rotting tomatoes and carbylamine-cabbages now, but it,d be nice if the other 650 would be put in the stocks alongside her.
Does that mean we will have to buy mini-Macs, or Nano-Burgers? I do hope not, as hunger will soon stalk the Face Of The Earth, if we do not exterminate the BrownNazis, the EU-commisariat and the UN all simultaneously, by tomorrow.
Here’s a video about the tasty little buggers (the Micro-Pigs, not the socialists, silly!):-
But if a pair will give you, say, 12 children every, say, six months, then you can operate a meat-farm quite cheaply from about four or five breeding pairs, on all the illegally-held-back-food-scraps that the Soviet Council demands that you throw away to them, for “recycling”.
As the Endarkenment sets in properly, more and more people will have to learn how to raise, keep, kill, degut, cure-for-long-term-lardering, and eat, animals. These will mainly be people who didn’t think they would ever have to do this sort of thing before. It will be very exciting, and interesting in a rather intellectual sort of way, to see who copes and who dies.
I do not think there will be more than a few dozen living “veget-ar-ians”, let alone “veg-ans”, after about five years from the end of when there was electric power in the “grid”. If all vegans have not already been killed, hygienically-gutted-and-gralloched-on-kill-site, subsequently cooked and barbecued, (with honey, it will go well with roast pork, as pig-bacon already does) by starving human beings, they will have already died of malnutrition first.
There will be no cryptobacon sandwiches in the night when people are not looking, for there will be no electricity and thus no fridges and no bacon for all you “veget-ar-ians” to hoof, so you can stay alive, while we are asleep.
The good thing about gralloching a dead human is that the wastage is small: about 6 Kg at most, maybe 7 for John Prescott, and that’s if the prey has not had a shit just before death. You can eat the rest except for the brain, I don’t thinm even I’d want that. I don’t suppose a human GFN tastes different from a liberal.
Perhaps if the Enemy Class came to believe that if they win, we shall simply have to catch and kill and eat them and ALL their children especially, that might relent in their battle against Western Civilisation, and come to “talks”.
They seem to have forgotten that, whatever they do to win – and they might – for the first few dangerous years after their victory, when JohnGalt has retired to his gulch, there will be many, many more of us than there are of them, and many more of us even than their guards – and although many of us will die facing their guards, we shall eventually have eaten all the guards first.
Do the Enemy Class really want ultimately to be killed while conscious and still living and then eaten for food, or do they want to be able to harmlessly enjoy their various pornographies in peace until they die naturally, via inventions invented by their enemies?
I only ask because I want to know. They must of course be told now, that – already in 2009 – we have not any of the right the facilities to take the orderly surrender of all of them, as they have driven the battle too far in our direction already. Many will simply die in no-man’s land, between liberty and tyranny, without jobs, without Quangos, without pensions, without a “State- Identity”, without dog-tags or even RFIDs, and sadly without our help.
We could have done so much more for so many, if they had truly all surrendered in 1989, or even 1945 or 1914 or 1848 (they corrupted that one so it’s their fault.)
I give you “The Craz-E”….
If we had really been properly awake over the last 40-odd years, then the monstrously self-regarding and wicked diet-hubris of the Enemy Classes, towards those classes of people they instinctively shrink from, and have for all eternity despised and feared, such as those who live in poverty, and the fat, and the smokers, could have been nipped in the bud.
For example: we had everything on our side: the Green Revolution was in full swing and on the side of people, and aginst hunger, starvation and socialist methods of United-Nations-managed-mass death, such as famines and “disasters”….and “terribly-bitterly-cold Upper-Jipoopooland Winters” (usually in hot places like Afghanistan.) We could have had the UN closed down in 1964 and nobody who then mattered would have noticed!
Sex on film and in public had only just been invented, and Kenneth Tynan had only just finished saying F*** on live Wireless Tele Vision, and getting lambasted for it – we could have had the media to ourselves! Just think of the fun – “BIG BRAINBOX”, a reality-TV show in which extremely clever and well-regarded libertarian-philosophy-student-wannabe-professors are marooned in a “house” for weeks, debating and disputing points of epistemology, and you have to vote out the least anti-Gramscian one each day! Their average age is about 19, they have no bodypiercings or tattoos, they’re all up at Corpus or St John’s, and they know everything….
As Frenkie Howerd would have said….”Twitter-ye not!”
Then again, the Universities were still happily small in number – and still contained people who taught only truth: “environmental sciences, “sports-psychology-with-criminology-and-health-club-management” and “health and social care”, had not yet been even tentatively wheeled out. We could have shot all the young wierdy-beardy GramscoMarxists who’d been parachuted into the Teacher Training Colls, and still nobody’d have noticed!
We could have even shot them behind the bike-sheds, and put their bodies into the dump-bins, or whetever we had in those days. The “dustmen” could have even taken them away.
We lost our chance to kill, char-grill and eat these bloody murdering people, while they were yet few in number, timid, and relatively undangerous. Our last chance for a certain, swift and clean ideological victory probably vanished, either with the Bandung Conference, or the first Club of Rome meeting.
We lost our chance to save the world in return for practically no spent money and time, in about 1960. Or perhaps 1944: worse and less forgiveable. Chris Tame and Sean Gabb were born thirty years too late. We will have to work harder now, like Stakhanov.
EAT A BIG MAC, WITH THANKS FOR Cartwright, Watt, Arkwright and Faraday, and Norman Borlaug too, AND ENRAGE POLLY TOYNBEE and George Monbiot, TODAY.
Then, chargrill them and eat them, later, when we are on our uppers due to their efforts.
He’s pussyfooting about “details”, to make it look like he’s a fine upstanding liberal proper neocon conservative, without getting into trouble right now this second with his “leader”, in a way which could upset the “project” which Blair initiated and in which they are all friends.
“Key parts” means those smallish bits of Lisbon which don’t affect its action at all.
F*** the referendum. We are not going to get one, whatever. You and we all know this already. Furthermore, if the scumbag GramscoFabiaNazis who think they are our masters in Westminster (whichever party it does not matter a toss) want to pretend that they are doing us a favour by either deciding to have one or not deciding to have one, it means nothing until the physical structure of the EU is torn down and malleted, for the guys in charge over there will never say sorry and never let go of the money until either we are dead or they are.
But the substantive problem remains, which is that the EU has to be detached from the UK and cast out to where it belongs, in the slime.
In the final reality it does not matter if the UK is “at the top table”, whatever that is, so long as we are a free people. Places like Western Samoa and Finland do all right without the clout.
We could be like Norway, but with nuclear weapons and without the heavy taxation and big-state.
This post was triggered by a typically-Englishly-humorous, but actually deeply worrying, article by Jeremy Clarkson in the Sunday Times last issue. The comment-thread alerted me to the connection between the deliberately-organised Total-State-destruction of farming in the UK and a supposed grudge held against “the Tories” (who of course are all farmers as is natural) by the GramscoFabiaNazis, in supposed revenge for “The Miners”, in 1984/85.
There is a very observable difference between the behaviours of today’s GramscoFabiaNazi socialists in the UK, and some other quite [in their terms] successful ones historically. By which I mean their projected attitudes towards activities conducted by (still nominally free) individuals in the UK versus their counterparts in previous and current Reichs. The British GFNs are extremely and violently opposed to any sort of activity which might give individuals, even through theft of highly-regulated-State-farm-produce, either access to growth of foodstuffs of any sort, or indeed to the ready supply of a wide range of these unless they are approved, such as boiled turnips without salt. I’m not sure that even North Korea goes this far – either through bureaucratic innefficiency or through practical policy, although we do know that people there have been reduced to eating shoe-leather on occasion. A boiled turnip would have been fallen-upon by entire platoons with gusto in Stalingrad I would imagine, but we do not have to emulate this state of affairs yet, except through our own negligence about the identity of persons in the Enemy Class.
In this essay, I want to talk about the fates and future of traditionally-socialist-hijacked-pasttimes – such as mining and farming: and by implication also generalised heavy industry and “peasant type” activities, all of which have been prostituted [in diffreent ways it is true] by our Enemy Class and the same previous Enemy-Classes of earlier-brutalised nations such as Germany and Russia.
There will now be three corners, in which teams will play:-
(1) In the red corner, I put up today’s British Deep Greens, New Labour, the Global-Warm-mongerers:
(2) in the green corner, I will place the NSDAP and its Wordsworthian neopastoralist (often British) forebears:
(3) in the blue corner will go Joe Stalin and all his diabolical children, the “people’s” polities the world over.
To confuse everyone, and to keep things exciting, the green corner will play first. Leaving aside the NSDAP’s genocidal policies and openly cheerful frankness about the fate of entire native peoples in the way of its racist expansionist plans for Western Asia, that caucus never wavered in its promotion of the manly virtues of physical toil “on the land”, and the nobility of maximizing farm production – indeed it was forced to, willy-nilly. This was by implication coupled with the racist virtues of the natural counterpart to that exertion, in the bedroom. In fact I believe, reading Joachim Fest fairly recently, that women in the Third Reich actually got a silver cross for having borne eight children or more…or, like the “People’s car”, that was actually to be the intention – just like Gordon Brown’s rehashing of announcements about waiting lists for cancer tests. (I so wish I could write without digressing toooooo much. Trouble is, there so much to say and so little time.) The Third Reich made no bones about the importance of both agricultural and industrial production, and although Deep Green in the roots of its philosophy – organic farming in the modern idiom was formally reinvented there – would not have hesitated to put in the Kripos and SD against people who, say, vandalised crop trials of new varieties of whatever. The nearest Gestapo guillotine would have had to be honed, oiled and hosed down regularly. I also don’t expect there’d have been much public sympathy for miners and those who criminally-photocpied newsletters supporting a strike for more pay, once nuclear fission have become a reality for electricity generation in about, say, 1949 (under pressure as they were, and with 35 million more Russian slaves that would by then be available, this might have been just possible.) Isn’t it interesting, how slavery is the ultimate green energy resource? It’s even “carbon-neutral, well, sort of….the slaves’ food (if any) has fixed CO2 from the air, and is exhaled or defecated, returning said gas for recycling. And you can compost a dead slave or burn it, fairly simply.
Let’s now go to the blue corner. Let’s hear it for Uncle Joe and his Jolly Killers. Uncle Joe’s problem with farming and food-production was not the amount, or the type of permitted stuff, but who was doing it most effectively. In this, he is a transitional death-dealing-GramscoNazi, and he begins to resemble our current staff of DEFRA, those which advise these droids, andof course the ultimate droids who sanction that sort of advice on account of it being “in tune with nature”. Joe-Stalin simply objected to people being able to dispense with the universality of the Soviet State, and also needed a scapegoat-class for the failure of his own Marxist-Leninist planning and execution (bad word there, sorry.) The socialist-realist imagery, of crag-jawed hammer-wielding workers staring fixedly up off-camera-stage left, and pointing, assisted by staggeringly-unshaggable “peasant” wives (I presume) in headscarves bearing bulging wheatsheaves, was probably invented under his tutelage. The results of course were nugatory. I presume Russia can feed itself these days as we do not hear any more, even on the bolgosphere, of how many US and Canadian grain-ships are going there this year. Or perhaps they just buy it from India and Pakistan, and don’t say anything.
The red corner at last contains our own home-grown lefty-droids, the GramscoFabiaNazis. The particular ones which have attracted my interest, and ire, are of course a special subgroup thereof, who know everything there is to know about land management, animal-husbandry, mechanised high-volume-crop-production in an uncertain world, forestry-conservation and woodland management, and of course salt-marshes (very important places these as you will see.) These strangely are the only lefty-droids actually to class as absolute-hunger-droids. Not even Mao, Castro or whoever now terrorises North Korea ever pretended to want to _reduce_ the useful output of given areas of land, let alone actually run schemes called “set-aside”, or actively and publicly encourage insects and woldlife at the expense of human bellies. We know that they want to be “Honestiores” at the expense of everyone else, but even slaves have to eat, and eat good and hard, or else they are of no use as a green energy resource or pool-of-pretty-children-generators. EU directives on agriculture and land-use are merely an excuse: these buggers could ignore every one if they wanted, and nobody will come after them or us. They merely find the stuff convenient to hide their enmity-toward-the-rest-of-us behind. I find it hard to get into their skulls – perhaps we’ll eventuall have to do it the old-fashioned way.
…will now being to proceed. This time it will be Air-Weapons.
I of course cannot say if this tragic accident has been staged on purpose by the GramscoFabiaNazis as is always the case in “gun accidents”, since no participants appear to be American-bribable-male-teenagers-with-girlfriend-difficulties, or lefty-connected-autistic-perverted-scumbags like Thomas Hamilton.
These human subgroups are the usual material that Fascists like to use as catspaws, such as this poor young idiot. he got mixed up with only slightly more serious people that we are fighting, and look what happened to him.
This individual tragedy might just be a genuine accident, as sometimes happens. People even get accidentally run down by trains and cars.
But I await events.
GramscoFabiaNazis say things like “if it saves the life of one child, it is worth it”.
Similarly, if it costs the life of one child to advance their cause, I guess they will also deem it worth it.
I wonder if they will be able to ban longbows?
UPDATE1:- And here’s a little bit of circumstancial evidence for my case: they bastards don’t even rate their own slaves, let alone us, who don’t acknowledge them as our masters.
This is going to be an unpleasant posting for me. Indeed it may perhaps mark the point of my break with mainstream libertarians, who favour nothing at all but peaceful engagement with the Enemy Class. But the battle between liberty and evil indivuals who wish it to be suppressed has gone on too long, it is now inconvenient and irritating, the Cause of Liberty is being held up, and I want to trigger some discussion about our desired results.
Libertarians ought to have well-articulated and widely-trawled plan of what to do about members of the Enemy Class. They ought to start to be told that they are identified as inimical to personal liberty in all areas of a person’s life.
The stupid FDR’s stuff in 1943 about “unconditional surrender” was at the time an unproductive and costly mistake, directed accidentally as it was against a people who would probably – just like the Italians – in the mass have been pleased to accept “terms”, being civilised individuals unlike the junta which they tragically failed to not elect in 1933. We could stillhave tried and hung trash like Frank, Frick, Rosenberg, Seyss-Inquart, Himmler, Goebbels, the other chappies, even the Führer himself if it had come to a deal. The Jews and all the rest of those exterminated would still have been vindicated, and Stalin might not even have got his unjust deserts.
We might also not even have needed to have been tricked into destroying Dresden on Stalin’s orders, and thus not have trodden into seemingly eternal and embarrassingly deep shit because of it. (It riles me, you can see. Germany did NOT need to elect Hitler in the first place. We are equally at fault for allowing our Enemy Class to gain ascendancy while we had been busy. We have even less excuse for our negligence than Germans in 1933, for we live in a nominally-liberal society.)
Nurtured in the bosom of benign capitalism, yet schooled in the dark perverted lights of false science, the Enemy Class of today is sadly not like the semi-hezitant-Nazis of 1933 at all. It is far, far more confident and hubristic.
We libertarians are too fixed on the universal provision of Natural Rights and individual liberty for all. In pursuing this admirable goal, we neglect at our peril its mortal enemies, who have pursued their own “Project” for centuries, are doing so now, are now extremely able communicators and media-mobsters, and will continue so to be and to do.
They have “learned lessons” from the fates of their friends, in Germany in the 1930s to 1945, in the USSR from 1917-1989, from Red-Ted Heath their friend, from Harold Wilson who was not serious enough, and from Ceaucescu whose fate they do not want to undergo.
They will, from this day forward, never change, never apologise, and never surrender. Living and recently-dead-examples in no special order? Polly Toynbee, George Monbiot, Al Gore, Michael Moore, Baroness Scotland, Douglas Hogg, the BBC top brass, Castro (who at least died), Madeleine Bunting, Sunny Sandalwood, Kim Long-Il (ditto), that woman in the EU who wants to shut “right wing” political blogs down, the other guy who forces toxic defective lighting on us, and so on. Form an orderly queue, chaps, to convert one of more of these to liberalism, starting now.
Can you do it?
Our objective can’t be cleanly reached in any even vaguely reasonable timescale, if there are intelligent, highly-educated and well-resourced humanoids who openly and sincerely mean to impose the opposite case by force if need be. What, after all, is “choice-editing”, for God’s sake?
These buggers are in it from times primeval in their lives, probably from swaddling-clothes in fact: they are collectivists deliberately, and they deliberately do collectivist things to masses and masses of unwilling or too-busy-to-do-anything-about-it-people. And then, when parts of the Project go pear-shaped, they get parachuted out to other parts less exposed to our ire. Sacked Prime-Monsters who go on $100,000-speechmaking junkets are another case in point.
We can hold conferences till we are blue in the face. In fact I will raise this very matter at a frnge-meeting which I will try to set up on 24th/25th October at the Libertarian Alliance’s annual binge in London.
We can publish stuff till the Finnish paper-forests are razed. (Indeed, you ought to weigh the tonnage of paper which the Libertarian Alliance alone produced from the 70s to the 2000s, until http://libertarian.co.uk came fully on-stream.)
Libertarians have blogs – there are probably hundreds out there, mostly talking to each other. Libertarian blogs’ blogrolls are among the longest you will find anywhere in the internet. They are usually a good read, unlike the collectivists’ attempts: perhaps we are cleverer or wittier or better educated (I doubt it) writers, or we read more things faster in wider areas, and so write better.
But all the while, the collectivists and other GramscoFabiaNazis seem to gain ground. They now openly flaunt the levers of State Power, brandishing joyfully and exultantly the hammers-and-anvils-of-compulsion, dressed warmly and cuddlily in the clothes of caring, security, safety, community-concern and the like. They will never admit they are unfathomably evil by design, nor will they ever backtrack.
I do not, any more, believe that even a minority of them are capable of honest conversion to liberalism and liberty of humans all as sovereign individuals. Their potential rewards for the successful completion of their “Project”, of total and eternal human enslavement, to the benefit of the chosen Honestiores and believers, exceed in their eyes the importance of the general destruction of Man’s prospects in The Universe.
After all, why ought they to care about that? They think we all die in the end, and that there Is Nothing After. If they get to be Earthly Lords – for even a little time – to whom we always and everywhere bow the knee: and if we are forced to offer our sexiest daughters (and sons?) for their shagging, in return for our paltry rations of saltless boiled vegetables and water, eaten and drunk in the freezing darkness: then, what is it to them? Nothing.
They will have taken /revenge/ – for what? Here are five reasons for vengeance ‘pon the rest of us that incense the Enemy Class. And I could go on after…
(1) Revenge for the slow but sure concatenation of events that followed Magna Carta -
(2) Revenge for the Rennaissance -and for printing -
(3) Revenge for the Industrial Revolution (a wrong name) which took millions of us out of their mud-bound, sword-flatting, oak-hard-grip -
(4) Revenge for agricultural-surpluses -which meant that 98% of us didn’t have to spend more than all our lives simply trying to grow food and eat some -
(5) Revenge for towns and cities where poverty first became hideous at last, for scientific and medical progress, with Christian Charity (not fake ones, they’d have been appalled, specially the “poor”) showed what would be achieved instead -
If they’d thought harder about it, they’d even have been decrying and execrating the invention of the WHEELED PLOUGH. This brought the rise of the “New Towns” from about AD 1050 to 1400. Newport, Neustadt, Neuville, Newton-le-Willows, Newcastle, Novgorod. Clearly hotbeds of anti-Righteous sedition and revolution, all of them. I don’t however see George Monbiot and Paul Ehrlich criticising it though.
I have said before that we have to have a serious, and published plan about what is intended for those of the Enemy Class who do not recant, and who will not recant. There will be many. Furthermore, many will recant who are not sincere, and who will intend to prosecute their evils after recantation. These will need specially to be identified.
People who oppose liberty for sovereign individuals – the utterly individual, contractual, trust-based, one-to-one, fully-atomised kind of libery that Lords so hate and fear, must be made to feel that we are as serious about promoting this kind of liberty as they are about demolishing it and replacing it with collective liberties for masses, handed out by said Lords as acts of dispensation.
The time has come to draw the line.
Bet you 50p the stalinist buggers will find something to complain and whinge about as a result. Perhaps if various scumbags round the globe and in history didn’t kill so many, the process would be faster.
Who died on Saturday 12th September 2009, and who, through the Green Revolution, probably saved more lives of more humans in less time and for less money, than anyone else, ever – with the exception of the inventor of DDT.
The Englishman remembers him in a fitting way.
How do you propose to feed seven billion?
Read this chap’s experiment here.
h/t Englishman’s Castle.
Very recently I had the grave misfortune of taking my young daughter to breakfast at Partridges of Sloane Street http://www.partridges.co.uk/ – or more accurately Chelsea given the main store is now just off the Kings Road. I have been visiting these local general grocers since the 1960s, and putting to the side a noticeable drop in standards over the last couple of years, nothing could have prepared me for such an utterly repugnant experience.
Forget the fact that I asked for an English breakfast whereupon I received something completely different – we all make mistakes. Forget that it took more than 40 minutes for a very simple order to arrive. These things happen and, well, there were customers on one other table…? No, what was such a shame was the fact that what eventually did arrive can only be described as a mound of utterly cold and gelatinous yellow swill, which, according to the waitress was supposed to be scrambled eggs. To the side were four pieces of totally uncooked and un-browned bread that was officiously described as “toast”! On picking up a slice, I discovered that the bread was utterly stale and that it should have been thrown away days ago.
Sadly, this tip of the iceberg experience highlights a more troubling fact about this once proud business. Having been granted the branding advantage of a Royal Warrant, one suspects that Partridges is not only resting on past glories but that it now appears to be largely devoid of any effective quality control at street level. For what emerged from the kitchen was symptomatic of a business that is no longer worthy of a Royal Warrant. Instead, it is becoming an embarrassment to London and the Royal household. Indeed, given apparent levels of under performance it is a disgrace that in 2008 a senior executive of Partridges held the position of President http://www.partridges.co.uk/royalwarrant of the Royal Warrant Holders Association http://www.royalwarrant.org/
Now, mindful of the power of the market, I will not give up here. In the future I will continue to visit Partridges because I understand that customers really do have sovereignty and they can make a difference. Next time I will expect the basics of good service and good food. But to focus minds and aide the right incentives I will covertly take along my digital video camera. If my recent experience is repeated once more then there will be no blog or web article to follow. Instead, there will be a You Tube film and a press release requesting that the Royal Warrant be finally removed from this once proud institution.
For in the 21st century, businesses really will live or die according to the economic laws of customer sovereignty. If quality and value are not maintained even the mightiest will fall. Today, the world really is flat. http://www.thomaslfriedman.com/bookshelf/the-world-is-flat
Overheard on the Sound Wireless a couple of days ago:-
Sugar is no good for you, ‘coz it’s been refined. But honey is very good, ‘coz it’s like pure.
The internet has probably got past the stage where it is a collection of dumb machinery. From now on, I think that it starts to behave as a thinking organism. If attacked, it will interpret slicing and chopping as a threat, and will heal ways around that.
There is not a thing that I, or these other guys who had a dinner, can do about any of that, any more. I have only one word to say: China.
Forget “new government plans”. I think they are re-arranging the deckchairs on the Titanic.
Just think how many more women might look like that today, if another load of GFNs had not wiped out six million of their forebears in the holocaust:-
Yet another reason for libertarians to be vigilant, and never walk straight and level for more than 10 seconds without looking in their mirrors. At least so long as some people kill other people for belonging to certain groups.
They were “dining” at “Scott’s” fish restaurant, whatever that might be.
Look, people: I’m pissed off with this sort of puerile stuff now. It only occurs when States get involved in distorting markets. If only they’d bloody keep out of it, and inefficient French kumquat-growers were buggered out of the market temprarily by less-inefficient Spainsh ones, the whole caboodle to be overtaken by even cheaper Ethiopians who have got rid of “Bob Geldof and the effing money (which never arrived)” then everybody would be happy.
…always have “amazing bodies”.
As Auberon Waugh would have said: “I do not know”. But the Daily Mail always does.
The Daily Mail is about health scares and amazing bodies. I wonder why?
Please could somebody say who “Tess Daly” is? She can’t be a politician or I would have already heard of her. (I’ve looked up “Strictly Come Dancing”, to which she has some linkage, and I do understand what it is supposed to be, but what is the point of it?)
Perhaps, more importantly than presenting a dancing-prog, she works in MacDonald’s in a branch to which I have not been?
Oh! I know now! She’s a Wireless Tele Vision Cook! She does River Cottage!
She’s that neopastoralist old-Etonian pretending to be a woman, who bloody effing well ought to know better than proselytizing what he does on the telly!
Truly, the unbridgeable epistemological ravine – between those who would like to say that there is no functional limit to the tonnages of Copper, Uranium, Tungsten and Chromium or OIL that can be mined, and those who watch Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall and his amazing body after giving birth – is, er, epistemologically-unbridgeable.
But it does not matter, I guess, for they know what I am going to say.
(Correction later: I spoke too soon – it still does.)
We had a go at the objectively-wicked GreeNazi-VeggiStapo, the anti-supermarket and anti-electricity-for-all outfit, a while ago, here. We opined that since they contemplate electoral defeat in a few months’ time, they are trying to accelerate their program of universal death for all plebs except themselves. They can try to hit _four_ targets at once: Tesco – other supermarkets – the very idea that you can just buy all the food you like and can afford – and electricity generation whether green or otherwise.
But the massed divisions of the Trotsko-Gorgotroid _will_ fight back! The election _will_ be rigged insofar as they can do so having failed to prevent it ocurring at all, for whatever “emergency reasons” they can contrive. So do _not_ be under any illusions as to who will win (it does not make a lot of difference in any case.)
Look, I know it’s not really “polite” to lift and quote wholesale from other blogs, especially friendly ones, but the quality of the drops of boiling Sulphuric Acid, aimed at our mortal enemies the veggies, the vegans, the meatless-world-pan-hominid-starvationists, the awful and wicked writers of British State GCSE “science” “exam papers”, the sandal-wearers and the chickenshit-fermenters, that you can almost _taste_ in this, deserve wider circulation.
Here’s the great man:-
A bright and hot day today, too hot to be in the house so I’ve been playing ‘Herbicidal Maniac’ in the garden. It’s the only place you can wield sharp things without being arrested (so far). I haven’t been out there much for the last two years because the weather’s been lousy, and it shows. My patio is now a foot wider and I’ve only hacked away at one side of it. An excellent crop of grass this time though, and the slug population is thriving. It’s become quite the little nature reserve, but it’s in danger of turning into a miniature safari park if the rain continues. The pond plants need severe trimming because the fish have to swim on end at the moment but that has to wait.
Now it’s cooled down enough to sit near the computer, I find LiveJournal is working properly again. I wonder what they were meddling with last night? Anyway, time to browse the news.
I had no idea that waste meat could be turned into electricity. I wonder how it’s done? Some years ago, I was involved with a project to ferment waste meat products to dispose of them. It came to nothing because the stench it would produce meant that nobody, anywhere, would stand for it. You think having a power station in your backyard is bad? Imagine having a meat-rotting plant installed there. So I wonder if they incinerate it, in which case it would take quite an energy input to burn such a wet product, or what else they might do. Or is it all an invention of a bored reporter? I’ve no idea.
The militant veggies are up in arms, naturally, at the idea they might be boiling their lentils using dead cow power. I don’t think it breaks any vegetarian ethics myself – the cows aren’t dying specifically to power the grid, the meat that’s being used would otherwise have ended up in landfill and nobody would have said the last rites over it. It’s past-sell-by-date meat which supermarkets would be prosecuted for selling. Unmarked mass grave or power station are the only options left to it.
See, this sort of thing is bound to happen if you a) tell people that eating meat is evil and b) insist on putting prices up to deter us slavering carnivores. The meat goes in the bin. It doesn’t get pieced back together and reanimated.
There’s something I delight in explaining to vegetarians when they tell me my bacon roll is tantamount to supporting the Highland Clearances or Auschwitz. If I didn’t eat it, how many pigs would be alive today?
Their answer: all of them.
My answer: none.
Farmers keep pigs, cows and sheep to sell as meat. That’s what they’re for. It’s a business, not a rescue centre. If everyone in the UK stopped eating meat tomorrow, every one of those animals would be dead by the day after. They can’t be shipped abroad alive so they’d be on long trains of death on their way to the Spanish, French, and anyone else who’ll have them at rock-bottom prices. The only ones alive would be prime breeding stock, and they’d be out of the country faster than the human stock is coming in.
The veggie argument usually goes that once all the animals are off the land, we can grow loads more cereal crops. The thing is, large swathes of land in this country grow nothing but grass. Cereal crops are easier than animals to grow. They don’t tend to escape, and they don’t line the pockets of vets. You don’t need to pay a slaughterhouse to kill them, you just drive around in a combine and pick them up. Easy. Storage is much easier for cereal products, shelf life is much longer, and unless you’re susceptible to potato blight or mould, you’re far less likely to have to worry about disease transmission. So why do we have huge areas of grassland covered with cattle and sheep? Because nothing else grows there.
We can’t eat grass. Sheep can. We can eat sheep. It’s not a complex equation.
With no animals, we’d have mountains covered in grass and nothing else. You can’t even build on them because they’re not in pleasant or accessible places. Without energy-rich meat products, we’d need to convert every scrap of arable land to ceral production. So it’s bye-bye badgers, foxes and rabbits, bye-bye to birds, bye-bye to all wildlife because their habitat will be a wheat field now. You have an animal sanctuary? Clear it, plough it, we need the crops. Even then, the low energy yield of these products means we can’t possibly grow enough.
I suppose we could put wind farms on the unused land, with a hundred tons of concrete under each steel post, topped with a mechanism composed of toxic metals that has to be maintained and repaired and will eventually break and need replacement, using big trucks that do about five miles to the gallon and pump out pollutants into every cereal field they pass… sounds great, eh?
If the whole country decided never to eat animals again, the environment is screwed. No wildlife. No parks. No scenery. It’s not possible to feed the current population with the amount of arable land we have here. Give it a year and we’ll be eating each other. Immigrants will come here for a ‘job in a restaurant’ and never be heard from again.
So worrying about where out-of-date meat goes is nothing short of hysteria. There’s a lot of it about these days. If it really is being used to generate electricity, good. At least it’s not being wasted. At least the animal it came from didn’t die in vain. There’s no sense in blaming the supermarkets. They don’t buy stuff to throw away, they buy it to sell. If they have to throw it away, that’s a loss and they don’t like that. They aren’t doing it on purpose.
Animals die to feed me. I know it, I’ve worked with animals and watched them die. No, it’s not pleasant but I am an omnivore and that’s the way it is – if I’m going to live, once in a while, something else is going to die. Do I feel a twinge of guilt about a bacon sandwich? Nope. Pigs are omnivores too and they wouldn’t bat an eyelid if my corpse was dumped in front of them. They’d just tuck in. If I wasn’t quite dead, they wouldn’t concern themselves with EU regulations or humane killing or whether I was kosher or not. Pigs are not cuddly things, they are big and powerful and capable of being very nasty indeed. Don’t annoy them. Cows, likewise, are not friendly pets. If they don’t like you, they’ll kill you and they won’t even eat you. Just stomp you flat.
Perversely, the fact that I eat meat is what keeps those animals alive. With no meat eaters there’d be no market and hence no animals. They wouldn’t be set free to roam the land because then they’d eat crops. They’d all die.
Vegetarians be warned – if you ever succeed in eradicating meat from the menu, I’ll eat you.
I have a few bottles of Chianti and a bag of fava beans here, just in case.
…want more convincing.
I remain for now convinced that the “organic” boom was a deliberately organised socialist post-Bandung scam designed to starve people. It was also designed to appeal to “opinion-formers” in the rich West, whose populations (even the relatively poor) could just about afford the on-costs of food, collectively loaded onto their economies, without too many people noticeably starving to death inconveniently on-camera. The “green revolution” had seen to survival – the plan then was to pander to media-induced collective guilt, and to worship at the Altar of Rachel Carson.
So, for me, it is good that the infamous last pages, of the sad, shameful and ignomineous last chapter in the history of “organic food”, are even now being written.
“Organic” as applied to this stuff, was a meaningless term. All that “organic” means, in any worthwhile sense, is _”of living matter”_ . Organic chemistry was in effect founded by Wohler in 1828 when he correctly synthesised Urea from materials not otherwise dierectly derived from living creatures. The word has, like “liberal”, capitalism”, “freedom”, “democracy” and others, been hijacked by deliberately-bad-people for the purposes of de-civilisation.
But if the poor tormented farmers of places such as Africa could be left alone, even for a few seasons, and not serially macheted, kalashnikov’d, terrorised, Mugabed or UNned, then perhaps they even might be able to grow and eat (they should be so lucky) and even sell some of what comes out of the ground. They might even be able to do it without much ammonium nitrate, which might be preferable since – owing to Kyoto and the GreeNazis not listening to Bjørn Lomborg, many of them lack enough water to make it worthwhile.
If our recession ends soon enough, then they might even be able to position the stuff as “organic” – always assuming the EU lets them send it here in the first place.
…perhaps they think that time is running out before June 2010, and that they won’t be able to complete the enslavement and destruction of The West before the Gorgroid is thrown out – always assuming that he is (we can’t discount their already well-planned attempts to rig theforthcoming General Election, as I am certain they mean to do.)
But I don’t think it’s as complicated as that. It’s just that GramscoNazi revolution feeds on itself, has to go faster annd faster towards unutterably deep wickedness, and also perhaps the buggers have merely decided it’s time to take the gloves off and show us what they really think about ordinary people’s lives, desires and objects.
Try this, about how vegetarians are appalled at Tesco recycling meat “in a green way”, and also how they are getting at what they see as yet one more “British Institution” – the Royal Mint – for using copper from Chile.
….because “Organic” food has failed as a way to hobble and attenuate the population, and as a way to bring about food-rationing in the UK.
Actually, it’s lovely. One lot of GramscoFabiaNazis, the “Food Standards” “Agency”, is badmouthing another lot of the same buggers, which is to say the growers, the metroNazi opinion-formers-about, and then also the wannabe-eaters of, “organic” food. It’s true that the nastiest catfights occur between one socialist and another one who does not quite agree with him 100%.
The word “organic” means a couple of things, in the main. If something is “organic” within a system, it means that the something is “of or within” that system. Furthermore, “organic” chemistry simply means the chemistry of carbon compounds, which mainly occur ( at _standard temperature and pressure_ ) within living objects. It is immensely complex and intricate, and is hardly affected, if at all, by the addition of things like small amounts of Potassium Nitrate, or pesticides.
“Organic” is one of those lynched and stolen words, which have a meaning that implies good or at least philosophical neutrality. Other stolen words, hijacked and used for evil and corrupt purposes by the Enemy Class, are “capitalism”, “democracy”, “liberalism”, “inflation”, “safety”, “health”, “going forward”, “moving on”, “working with”, and the like.
I invite submissions for others that we have to get back.
You, as an honorary member of the Political-Enemy-Class (as you sadly are, be your heart ever yet so in the right place) have always, always known what the EU would wish to do to :-
(1) Any British industries and activities that competed directly with those of the Fourth Reich,
(2) Any others which didn’t directly, but which could give the UK any tactical advantage however small.
The first public revelation of this was when the buggers stole all our Fish, on the night that Traitor Ted signed the treaty of Rome – he let them have it, “to overcome the last little diffculty”.
Boris, as you are reading this (I know you are, for you are at least 150% smarter than you look) you know you are currently the most powerful politician in London. you are indeed among the less-stupid politicians forcibly “bringing themselves closer to The People” today. (Poor, miserable people.)
__You__, Boris, have the power to cause London to do three things:-
(A) Secede from the UK
(B) Simultaneously withdraw London from the EU! It would happen constitutionally if you took London our of the UK anyway…
(C) Slash London taxation!
Your problems, and ours, are then over. London will become profitable again, as 100% of all EU-based financial service firms fall over themselves to relocate their head offices to it. Furthermore, you will be able to draw on the enlarged pool of (now even cheaper) labour available to London from the new-low-wage-economy of neighbouring England!
Think, just think! Think of all the English you could now easily afford to employ, at Polish wages! You’d slash English unemployment at one stroke, and Labour would never govern England again – you could FREE us! Hong Kong at the end of the M1!
You will instantly become the Hong Kong of the North Eastern Atlantic Greater-co-Prosperity-Sphere! (Which will instantly form up alongside you.
Whole valleys of Nanobot-factory-complexes in Cornwall and Brittany, anyone?