The despair Of The British nation.

Tuesday, 16 April 2019

A Cultural Disaster.

A Horrific But Valid Analogy. 


As terrible as this tragic fire and its timing at the start of Holy Week is, it carries enormous symbolism for our culture as a whole. The terrible images, of those flames' enormous power and destruction, powerfully tell us of the National disaster that the conflagration will force the French to endure. Centuries of Christian tradition, embodied and enshrined skill, human endeavour and faith lay deep within those timbers and walls.

Pride, the sense of belonging and the value of nationhood are not and never were just "populism" and narrow, xenophobic poverty of thought. Rather an animal instinct to be surrounded by like minded, shared beginnings and an understanding of fellow countrymen and women. Comforting familiarity and succour bedrocks of national pride.

It is those who would rule who decry "nationalism" but they do so at their peril. The EUSSR with deep hypocrisy scorn "nationalist" fervour. Laugh and joke from their well paid sinecures at any sign of "populism". Yet these same fools laud an EU Federal ambition, trot out a National EUSSR Anthem, refer to us all as EU citizens. Such bare faced nastiness. Our love of country ridiculed whilst they build an army to underpin their faux Nationalist aims.

Which, I wonder, will history judge the most Nazi like desired sense of belonging. Centuries old, hard won Nations of Europe, as evolved through two world wars or the disparate collection of presidents gathered, unelected, in the dim, secret bowels of the EU project?

For me the answer is clear. As we mourn the destruction now ravaged through Notre Dame, so we should see the same destruction, by the deep state place  men of the ghastly EU, all around us. Our roof timbers that have held our Countries together socially and decently for so many centuries and conflicts, now gone. Or smouldering from the blitzkrieg of modern economic warfare. 

We have a blaze of self righteous endorsement of mass migration from war zones our own rulers decree should be razed for profit. Libya now even deeper in the mire and excrement the West, Cameron and Sarkozy led, murder of Qaddafi and his people all done to be rid off a regime the deep state decided were not compliant with the needs of a global dictatorship.

At least, partly thanks to Putin and Russia's support of a legal government and elected  President, Syria held out. One Cathedral not allowed to be razed to the ground for once. However we still await further massive burning of all that we have achieved over centuries. Now at the mercy and whim of a deep state whose powerful, shadowy gangsters are rampant arsonists. Prepared to burn all before them. Just as ISIS destroyed sacred, precious heritage sites across Iraq and Syria. 

Of course we must mourn and wring our hands over Notre Dame. Yet should we not also do the same over all that is burning before our eyes, democracy and freedom? Fires fanned by the liberal, leftard likes of the remain, ill equipped petrol throwers and their failure to give our history the same consideration, now pouring from them, over the dreadful fire in a holy place they have for so long chosen to forsake and a religion they now gleefully mock.

The physical destruction of a building is easier to repair than the damage to our freedom and democracy. Of that I am certain. The saving of our precious, hard won, deeply felt love of freedom may well never recover. Nor are the fires, now set to burn, of our civilised way of life, likely to die down any time soon. Not Halloween, that's for sure. As for the chief arsonist. There's circa 500 of them to choose from, squatting in Parliament. The matches held in Number 10 Downing Street.

I'll close with this superb example of, love him or hate him, a proper leader's address. Very refreshing even if doomed to fail.  scroll down to "I'm coming back!"


Saturday, 13 April 2019

The Stunts Get Ever More Obvious And Blatant.

Brexit delayed With Perfect Timing.


I never find the coming holy week easy. The betrayal of Christ by that so archetypal nastiness behind ancient and modern human nature. Greed and its driving fuel, money. sadly such is the grip on us all and the collusion of the deep state entrenched globally, it's very hard to keep track.

The Internet has been but now looks in danger of also being neutered as a tool for we little folk. Remember the crooks and embezzlers in the expenses scandals? Now that's been brought in house and kept very secretive today. The abuse now worse than ever but kept from public scrutiny and approbation.

As for Brexit. The usual long, drawn out crap the EUSSR throws around with ludicrous and dreadful acting and dramatic gasps poured from the fat chops of the Goebbels Bunter Boulton lickspittles  of the so called MSM continues slowly towards the withdrawal of Article 50. That smarmy, thin lipped ghastly creep Hammond smirking at his total control of Mad May.

You can just about imagine the discussion in the back rooms of some secret war room. "How about we get a delay put together just before Easter" will have gone the whispers. "Also, if our plot to get Assange can be done at the same time, we'll have two camouflage operations together. By the way did the Foreign Secretary, what's his name, er, er Hunt, get that money transfer done. You know, to Lenin, how's that for irony, Moreno?" "He did? fantastic, no wonder the snatch went so seamlessly". 

"By the way Tess, as I told you earlier, make sure you twist the knife into Assange. Even if no proof available. Like with the Skripal plot. great to show any other upstarts thinking our war crimes, the truth and decency matter. It's not their business just as long as they pay up."

Can things get any worse? I guess they can. Still, Judas Iscariot couldn't cope, eventually. Let's pray Mad May and her cohorts go the same way. If only their wages of sin will not be sufficient to quell their evil souls' and instead force them to bow out in shame. My breath is not held. Especially for the two twin creeps, Mad May and Horror Hammond. Not a ciggy paper between them as far as duplicitous, mendacious nastiness is concerned. Both exploited by Oily Robbins and his Mandarin deep state operatives.

I beg the joy of Easter is denied them. The dread of  Good Friday and their own future crucifixion haunt them. That May's hypocrisy each time she enters Church and that she is reminded of her lies and evil so deeply embedded in her psyche. Halloween, for goodness sake. As if! 

One final thought for today. What if Assange can come up with something devastating ere long? Perhaps the real blackmail the EUSSR holds over our Parliament would be good.  Must be at the price being paid of Billions and billions of our waning prosperity. Of course, given the ease the likes of Vaz, coke supplier to rent boys and destroyer of peoples' lives, what can ever stick to these teflon terrorists? Have a good weekend while you still can!


Thursday, 11 April 2019

We have Two Chances Maybe A Third.

To Give The Deep State A Kicking.

Stop our being destroyed.

As we all knew would be the case, we, the British people were ruled against by our present Lord and masters of the EUSSR. As I predicted, it was farcical. All that wine, feasting and theatrical poncing did what it says on the EU can of beans. We rule over the 27 and the recalcitrant number 28. The latter, of course the dregs of what's left after Mad May's humiliating collusion, the UK.

Leaving the UK under Article 50 was a simple, incorporated in that treaty, WTO reversion followed by negotiations for future arrangements thereafter. However we weren't supposed to have voted in such huge numbers to leave and the deep sate miscalculated the fiddled numbers required to get the expected result. Thus three years on and still in the excrement of mendacity and filth that passes for 2019 western politics.

It was amusing to witness groundhog though. Bunter Boulton and Nolips Kuenssberg leading the ridiculous overblown build up to an already very wet, if not damp squib, as if it fell apart last night in terms of drama. Planned days if not weeks earlier. it looked briefly as though Mad May would have to revoke Article 50 today. Was never going to happen of course. Now we have several more months of water boarding of the British peasants. This mad, grotesque excuse of a human being totally glued by her masters to the seat of stop brexit at all costs.

Well, maybe, just maybe, as with the 2016 referendum the scum miscalculate. The local elections should give us a clue, followed by the "shot in the foot", God willing, EUSSR pretend Parliament charade. With luck the main Parties will be annihilated in both ballots. The two paving way for the severe kicking, if not death knell, of the two main and their rag tag and bob tail Libdum dregs, parties.

I know it's not likely. However we patriots never thought the referendum would be won. Albeit still a long way off for us to realise any decent conclusion. At least the two ballots will tell us if there remains a chance for our Nation to survive. Plus if the results really do turn towards rescuing democracy then either a brexit Tory Leader could emerge or a General Election to finish the job of draining the remain swamp we have tainting our parliament and our history. 

Keep smiling for a little longer. If only at the fools strutting the stage "signifying nothing". Mad May dressed not as Lady but Macbeth himself.