by Anna Raccoon
‘Thackerism’™ and the ‘Long March’.
Rudi Dutschke coined the phrase ‘Der lange Marsch durch die Institutionen’ – ‘The Long Walk through the Institutions’ to describe his desired outcome of governmental institutions being infiltrated by those who shared his belief in Marxism and would be in a position to influence future generations; eventually you would end up with a society where all ‘thought’ was uniformly Marxist.
Joyce Thacker is surely the virtual love child of this ideology. There has been universal condemnation of her department’s decision to remove three young children from a loving foster home on the grounds that their parent’s membership of UKIP – ‘a racist’ organisation according to Joyce – was incompatible with their cultural needs as ‘EU migrants’. It is inconceivable that these children might have been removed from their foster home on the grounds of their foster parent’s membership of the Labour Party – a Labour party which enthusiastically supported the carpet bombing of large areas of Europe. I’m tempted to ask why these children are in need of a foster home – did someone bomb their parents off the face of this earth? Are we to believe that the children’s cultural needs are better catered for in a household whose adults are in favour of wiping their fellow Europeans off the face of the earth, than merely limiting their access to UK taxpayers funds?
‘Tis a curious world to be sure, that we geriatrics inhabit, as we watch the Long March of Marxism through our present environment. Instead of the seaside cottage and roses round the door that our parents worked towards, we await the ‘Liverpool Pathway’. Not for us the rewards of pension funds that soared in value; we are a ‘burden on the young’. We watch in amazement as those who spoke “inappropriately” to an under age girl 40 years ago are pilloried in the media as paedophiles, while those who buggered an under age boy have been thoughtfully pardoned in advance of exposure by a retrospective change in the law. We hear that under age girls who have had sex with Muslim men are making ‘lifestyle choices’, whilst those under age girls who had sex with white celebrities are ‘victims of an appalling attack’.
We listen to a government sanctioning and promoting contraception and abortions to 12 year old girls, whilst condemning the sale of ‘inappropriately revealing’ clothing to those same 12 year olds. We see children who can confidently tell you the date that Buddhism started, or the finer tenets of the Koran but are struck dumb when asked why we celebrate Christmas Day. We hear nothing of the children of Muslim families where male members have been convicted of paedophile attacks, yet our newspapers are full of information as to how a man who failed to ‘grab the tits’ of an under age girl 40 years ago is prevented from having contact with his own children until the long arm of the law finally unwinds.
We read of think tanks set up by Gordon Brown to instill ‘ethics into banking’ – under investigation after substantial sums went ethically missing – and Lord Mandelson appointed head of ‘ethical banking’ at Lazards. Of MPs refusing to give us details of the way in which they have managed to circumnavigate the controls they grudgingly agreed to install after their financial chicanery was revealed. Of celebrities who insist that the press should only be allowed to publish that which their press agent has released. And MPs who believe that they should control what the press is allowed to print.
In fact the only consistently sensible thing I have heard in the past few days came from Jamie Blandford. Yes, that Jamie Blandford, the drug addled, inbred son of aristocracy.
“This country is bent, that’s what the ordinary people think. […] I’m not the only one that’s politically p—– off.”.
There is something wonderfully surreal realising that the only person with the courage to speak the truth in public is the formerly disgraced drug addict son of aristocracy, whilst standing waiting for ‘our glorious leader’, the Prime Minister, to arrive and formally open – his new toilet block!
Meanwhile the queue outside UKIPs office in Rotherham continues to grow, 50 new members signed up on the first day I hear. Seems the good citizens of Rotherham prefer a little straight talking to Thackerism™.
Now if UKIP signed up Jamie Blandford as parliamentary candidate for Whitney, I reckon they could be onto a sure fire winner….I’ll go and campaign for him.