The Invasion Has Already Occurred

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As some may remember, I am one of England’s many authors, with eight books to my name. I am, unfortunately, also one of the many unsuccessful English authors, if success is termed in books sold or read. But I don’t really mind, because the writing, the establishing of a theme, a plot, expanding the reader’s knowledge of the imagined heroes’ or heroines’ lives, how my writing flows: that, for me, is the finest achievement possible. The one novel which came near a printing works was also the one which I felt proudest of, because it was about British politics, about what could happen, given the manner in which the early theme occurred. That novel was entitled ‘Single to Westminster, via Berlin’, and it documented the rise to ultimate power of a former right-wing thug; of the changes in both his life, and in his ideas of politics, how those changes came about, and how he coped with those changes. This book was written and published in 2009.

One of the main drives in our hero’s progress was illegal immigration, and, in those days of my novel, our continued membership of the European Union. I had watched, in real life, the beginnings of the Blair actions to loose, beyond all bounds, immigration; with the vast majority coming from the European Union as it expanded eastwards. This itself in the beginning was not so bad, because certainly the Polish migrants came with a reputation for hard work, and because most of those migrants were simply ‘like us’. They worshipped as we did, they looked as we did, they accepted that they were the incomers, and had to adapt to our ways of life. Unfortunately, besides the educated migrants of Northern and Eastern Europe, we also saw the beginnings of Labour’s plan to alter the very nature of our society, by importing ever-increasing numbers from Pakistan, Bangladesh, and from the Middle-East: all of those thousands worshipping a different god to ours. 

Now when I write of a different god, I write of Islam. Islam is not only a religion, it is a political force. It is also a proselytising religion, in that its adherents actively push to get others, from any other religion, to accept their god, and also to accept that their prophet Mohammed, spoke and speaks for them all. The followers of Islam are also pretty canny when it comes to politics, as can be seen by the muslim london mayor, the muslim scots first minister, many Labour politicians but not many Tory ones: I just wonder why. But, returning to migration both legal and illegal, we see not only the Blair processes being embedded into our society, but the asylum laws themselves are being twisted every way possible, by both the illegal asylum seekers themselves, and by both left-wing lawyers and Members of Parliament. As I wrote some time back on one of my own blogsite postings:-

“Certainly, sir, if you could just point to the document which shows and confirms that you were on patrol with British soldiers in Helmand province, acting as an interpreter, and your stay will be immediately confirmed, as agreed and formally accepted by the newly-appointed Muslim Home Secretary.”

Afghani man:  “Whilst I cannot truthfully state that I was a member of that brave group who kept their faces hidden at all times for fear of retribution, I can confirm that the second cousin of my fourth brother’s third wife worked as a cook for a cobbler who regularly repaired British Army Interpreters’ footwear. The word got around, and the threats of instant retribution against all collaborators came for us all, so we decided to flee, and here we are.”

The Prime Minister himself sounded almost proud of his Government’s actions when he confirmed that, literally “Thousands of Afghans have been transported safely to our shore”. The stupid, dangerous and downright lunatic thinking of this so-called Tory Government is best observed in its alleged attempt to ‘DEAL’ with the thousands pouring over the channel on ever-larger rib-dingies; with its Rwanda Bill. That farrago has so far cost over £400 million pounds, and not one ‘effing asylum seeker has boarded an aircraft bound for Rwanda.

If my readers have viewed the same YouTube videos as myself, you will no doubt have seen, in towns and cities all across this once green and pleasant land, the fruits of the Blair ideals to change Great Britain; and they are not very pleasant sites to view. With literally regiments of muslim men, all stripped to the waist, performing whatever they wish, waving their bloody arms around like demented dervishes, and; again literally, not a single policeman in sight. Why, you may ask? Its is simply because those policemen know that they will be either laughed at, or mobbed; so why even take the chance. Now if it were a single Christian preacher, attempting to read from his own Testament; you’d see six heavies along to whip him away within minutes. I have also seen the many instances of muslim men blocking roads and pavements because they get the ‘urge to pray’, and the only police visible are those ensuring no-one gets to vent annoyance at what is now a “Fait Accompli’.

The single most scary photograph I have seen in over forty-odd years of viewing things political is simply the one from a gathering in Birmingham in 2023 which says: “We’re here to Stay, so you’d better get used to it”

Football, Dylan, and other lunacies

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As a young man, I did consider pushing on and going to achieve a University education, but sometimes circumstances overrule plans; so instead went into an Apprenticeship (in the days when that term really meant something) in a mixed factory complex; attended Technical College on a day-release programme to bolster and gain both experience and knowledge. I sometimes wondered what my life would have been like if I had pushed on to a University Degree, but looking back is never going to change things. I chose a British Merchant Navy  life, and then I realised exactly how much more I had to learn; because on a ship, all problems electrical come straight to the Electrical Engineer: and you fixed them, because there is no-one else. I don’t regret my choice of life, because otherwise I would not have met the love of my life, we married after I had laid siege to her: we had three kids, a good life, marred only by a mental illness which gripped my love. I lost her after 53 years of marriage; lost her to an NHS hospital which simply did not care; and she was left to die, alone and not comforted.

But the bitterness eases with time, and life does go on regardless; along with all the foolishness which has come to stand as ‘Just another Lunacy’ to those of us who shake their heads in silent disbelief at the sheer stupidity of many if not most of the ‘Woke’ biblical philosophies which are thrown at us almost every day. I was listening to the BBC Today programme this morning, and a slot came where Bob Dylan’s life and early years was being discussed, and I literally stopped in my tracks at hearing that there was an American University Degree Course in Studying Bob Dylan’s works, music and lyrics: now I always thought that, at my ripe old age, I had heard everything: but hearing lectures about Bob Dylan? 

But worse was to follow, because further along in the Today Sports schedule, was a piece about how Nottingham Forest F.C. had been deducted some League points because of financial irregular actions deemed to be outside the norm. The club was said to be appealing against the deduction because it would place them in the Relegation area. Now this must be fascinating to those unfortunates whose religion is Football; but the rest of us? The true lunacy was to follow, as the man asked to comment upon Nottingham’s travails was announced as a Senior Lecturer in Football Finance at Liverpool University. 

I rest my case

My New Voting Campaign

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For those who either do not understand, or do not WISH to understand; my campaign would stop the Muslim households whose males routinely complete and write their female family members voting papers, then seal and submit them as though those female voters had chosen their votes themselves.

Live Export is in Deep Shit.

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As many who read my polemics might know, I do not subscribe to the ideas that animals ‘know every word we say” philosophies. To me an animal is a non-sentient creature, and whether for companionship, i.e. a pet, such as a dog or a horse; or for food, a heifer, a bullock, a pig etc. They react to certain stimuli, they learn that we are their source of food, and that is the sum of their lives. But while I detest, without exception, the very ideal of ‘love’ between an animal and its owner/trainer, I also detest cruelty towards a dumb animal which usually cannot fight back.

If a farmer runs cattle, either through a milking herd, or for the beef market, it is normal for the farmer to ‘know’ his animals; how they react, how to keep them clean and healthy; how they learn what is expected of them: because if the farmer doesn’t look after his animals correctly, safely and humanely, he will swiftly become bankrupt.

I read about an Australian-flagged cattle carrying ship which has been forced to detour from her passage to an Arabic state; through the Houthi-sponsored attacks on Red Sea Shipping, and, I will admit, that my blood pressure rose, because we have seen this Trade dissected before. But the sheer greed exemplified by the loading of over 16,000 animals, condemned to spend a fortnight or more in their own filth because the shippers gain a high price from their Arabic customers for live animals; simply cannot be condemned too much. After nearly a month at sea, this ship, which had turned away from the Red Sea and was aimed at docking in Durban, was again diverted back to Australia, berthing in Fremantle in the midst of a bloody 400 heatwave. The seafarers have to walk through knee-deep piles of urine-soaked manure, just think what that sort of treatment does to the bloody dumb animals!

How to Smother the Truth

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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 King………and I

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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’. 

Top Secret

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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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Seek, and Ye Shall Find: Knock, and It Shall be opened unto You

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I wrote to my own MP as follows:-

Dear Mary Foy,

As an ordinary, questioning member of your Constituency, can you endeavour to ascertain how to question, in person, in the House, the newly ennobled David Cameron, who is said to be the Foreign Secretary?
The Tory Prime Minister has placed this man so that, as far as I can tell, he cannot be brought to answer questions within the Commons.
I would therefore ask you, as my MP, if you are indeed content to allow someone who was most cavalier in his attempts to gain Treasury help for his employer, Greensill Capital; to act as our Representative across the world, to oversee National Security and GCHQ?

Yours sincerely,

Mike Cunningham

Now normally, this would probably never have been heard from again: but wait:- a Written reply to a Written Question:-

Mary Foy Labour, City of Durham

To ask the Leader of the House, if she will bring forward proposals to enable Members to directly scrutinise the Secretary of State for Foreign, Commonwealth and Development Affairs.

Penny Mordaunt Lord President of the Council and Leader of the House of Commons

The Procedure Committee is conducting an inquiry into this issue and it would not be appropriate for me to pre-empt the conclusions of that inquiry. The Government will respond to the Committee’s recommendations in the usual way once they have published their report.

In small victories, the basics of good governance can be seen. In a nutshell, this, folks, is what Democracy is all about: to ensure that a lying, thieving, squirming Politician is made to answer to the Elected Representatives of The People.

Not-so-Smart Motorways (Again)

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I made a video the other morning. I previously made videos which attempted to describe the grief which permeated my entire life, after my beloved Jacqueline was summarily sentenced in our local hospital, but I stopped after I realised the emptiness which I faced was permanent; and so I came back to reality. But, of course, I digress: back to the latest video. I recorded about twelve minutes, speaking about my opinion regarding the so-called ‘smart motorways’ about the lunacy in planning which came up with this weird notion that if you take away an item which has proven to be a safety asset from a high speed motorway, you can ‘improve’ the traffic flow. I posted it on this site, and also pushed it on X (Twitter)

I am of course referring to the fact that, since the imposition of this maniac idea, where you make the ‘breakdown’ or ‘safety’ lane into an extra running lane on this ‘smart’ motorway, place platforms holding illuminated speed signs telling drivers the maximum speed; but not much else, then traffic flows will improve. The once totally accessible ‘breakdown lane’ is now a series of ‘Emergency’ areas, but spaced about two-odd miles apart. There were also plans to festoon those overhead platforms with monitor cameras to ‘detect’ stationary or broken-down vehicles, but, strangely enough, the technology just wasn’t good enough. It wasn’t exactly ‘good enough’ for seventy nine fatal accidents resulting specifically from that ‘transformation’ onto a ‘smart motorway’ status. The news item which spurred my interest was the information that the Highways Agency was funding a large increase in the numbers of ‘Emergency’ areas on all of these not-so-smart motorways. That particular gem reinforced the theory that no Government, or even an Agency of that government, will ever admit that they got things wrong. But, at least, they have come up with at least a semblance of a return to ‘civilised’ thinking: they would never admit a stupid idea, but at least a way to cut down on the carnage.  

But here’s the strange thing which I discovered the day after I posted that video. I must confess at this point that my YouTube audience is primarily friends and family, and the occasional surfer; but as I said, I uploaded that video onto YouTube, and copied it onto X (Twitter); and the VERY NEXT DAY, I got SIX notifications or comments on my humble YouTube post; all telling me how stupid / misinformed / totally bad I am: so you can maybe guess the vituperation poured on my unsuspecting skull. I received an extra fifty views on my own blogsite! The strange discovery? I had stumbled on to one of the thousands of internet ‘worlds’ where the users attack each other with ferocity; all over safety, or rather the lack of safety, on a certain number of motorways, on the one I sampled; is pored over ad infinitum. I shall not link to these strange people, as it might well encourage them; but it does make me wonder: ‘are they the fruit-and-nutcases; or am I’? 

A Christmas Advert which, strangely, rings True.

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As my readers may know, I lost my Jacqueline some 30 months ago, to a hospital and medical people who simply did not care.

But, through the medium of an advert generated by a massive American car manufacturer, which chimes with just the right notes, and subtly brings in, without diminishing, that terrible ‘Long Goodbye’ which has affected many thousands: that Advert brought my Jacqueline and the decades of memory, back to me.

The decision of a monolithic American company to resurrect an old-fashioned ideal, of Family values, of Love and of the truly old-fashioned ideals of Marriage, was probably made with a definite slant towards commercialism: but, whatever the reason; Thank You, Chevrolet!

Cameron: No One Can Question This Liar

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I noted, almost in passing, that we have a new Foreign Secretary. But this guy is no ‘ordinary’ Foreign Secretary. If we ignore that fact that ‘Our Dave Cameron’ used to be the Prime Minister. If we just forget, on the positive side of things, that he was the prime enabler in the Brexit Referendum. If we by-pass the fact that he worked as an advisor to Greensill Capital, and persisted in messaging and texting both Ministers and Secretaries in pursuit of Treasury involvement in Greensill. Greensill collapsed into administration owing literally millions to the investors. Fortunately The Treasury was well aware of ‘Devious Dave’ sticky fingers when it came to investment capital; and Greensill went down without UK cash involvement. 

Personally, I dislike the slime because he was prime mover on the ‘Same Sex Marriage’ farrago, where a ‘consulation’ drew negatives into the 600,000s, but that huge figure as reduced to ONE negative when it came to totalling replies.

But the real reason for my dislike of this proven liar is the fact that the House of Commons cannot question this lying charlatan, because he was elevated by Rishi Sunak to the House of Lords.

In his first publicised action, he is sending £30 millions of taxpayers cash towards Gaza, and in Gaza, to Hamas. Is he the ONLY person who isn’t aware that Hamas gets its sticky bloody hands on just about all financial gifts, especially through the UNWRA people, who are literally hand in glove with the terrorists? How will any MP question Cameron? The Government will no doubt send up some stool-pigeon Minister, but Cameron? He’ll be floating clear, with no-one questioning the slime over anything!

And the Only answer is Napalm

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The only time in any day when I listen to the BBC is on the radio, with the Today Programme on Radio 4. Of course, when I say ‘listen’, I of course need to switch on my ’Bullshit Detector’, thereby cancelling out the built-in bias of the State Propaganda Service.

Take for example, the ongoing reports of the war between the Terrorist Hamas Regime which used to control the Gaza Strip, and the Israeli Nation. When the Beeb refers to something reported by the Hamas Health Department, they simply read out the figures as given by Hamas; with no comments regarding how authentic those figures, of, for example, the total deaths due to the Israeli bombardment: they just regard the statistics as just about the same as British Gov. statistics. But if the Israelis  publish say, a video taken by an Israeli Defence force camera team showing the entrance to a Hamas tunnel ending at a blast proof door: the BBC says that the video cannot be independently verified. 

From Israel’s inception as a Jewish homeland and a Jewish State, they have always known one philosophy as regards survival. They know that they have to win every time, because if they falter, they will perish. Every time Israel finally loses its patience with the rockets, the bombardments, the terror attacks and lashes out with its military might, the calls go out for ‘Humanitarian Pauses in the bombing / fighting. If not ‘Pauses’, then ‘Ceasfires’ are demanded, worldwide, by the liberals who are so easily swayed by the true enemies of Israel. But the question remains: who gains by such a ‘Ceasefire’? Only the terror gangs of Hamas and of Hezbollah. So they can rearm and regroup and once more send their rockets streaming towards Israeli cities and towns.

But what of the Hostages? I hate to say this, but Israel should place those unfortunates as already dead, they should ignore all the ceasefire marches, all the calls for ‘Peace; all the plans for Two-States: and consider Gaza city as an open target; bring in the napalm, and give Hamas the only thing they deserve, an early cremation.

I Will be Watching THIS Resignation Speech

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Normally, when a Govt. Secretary of State either resigns or is fired, from either Labour or Tory Governments; there is a publication of the letters from the P.M. and from the former Secretary. But, for possibly the first time ever, the former Home Secretary has come out with a broadside so acid, that I honestly cannot recall ever witnessing anything like it; in the six decades that I have taken an active view of British politics. Not only is Suella openly calling the Prime Minister a liar, she states that she only undertook to underwrite and promote Sunak’s attempt to reach No. Ten, Downing Street after receiving written assurances from Sunak that he would actively promote the Reduction of overall legal migration, exclude the ECHR and Human rights regarding illegal migrants, Deliver the Northern Ireland protocol: and Issue unequivocal statutory guidance to schools that protects biological sex, safeguards single sex spaces.

If she follows that devastating letter with a Resignation Speech using the same language as couched within that letter, which can back up the allegations laid down; I foresee one or more things happening in quick succession:-

  • More than fifty letters to the 1922 Committee
  • More resignations from the new Cabinet
  • Sunak resigns, and a new P.M. election is called.

I may be wrong, but I don’t think I am!

The White. The Silver, and the Grey

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As usual, I attended the Remembrance Day service, held around the War Memorial which stands some twenty feet back from the pavement in a small village just north-east of Durham City proper. I stood in memory of my Dad, who served in the Army after signing up the day after War was declared. I stood in memory of my Uncle Pete, who served as a gunner in an Artillery Regiment, and who died in early June 1944. There were no obscenities present, such as the scum waving Hamas-Palestine flags, ot the symbols of hatred of Jewish identity, or of Israel, for this was my England, the England, the Great Britain which still exists, quietly going about our business.

The colours mentioned in this post’s heading refers to the colour of the hair for most of those who stood, wrapped well up against a chilly November wind. True, there were children present, together with their parents, but I doubt very much if the words, the trumpet sounding those immortal notes, meant very much to those young ears. The Kohima Epitaph, which says:- When you go home, tell them of us and say, For your tomorrow, We gave our today; was spoken: but I doubt very much if one or two even knew where Kohima is, or rather was. Some speak of the ten-week battle as Britain’s Stalingrad, but even Stalingrad did not feature a pitched battle between an army of thousands and a besieged defence across the width of a tennis court. That was Kohima. General Bill Slim’s campaign, which included the dropping of ammunition by parachute to the besieged Allied forces. If Kohima had fallen, the 11-mile long supply dumps at Dimapur would have fallen to the Japs, and the whole of India would be then at stake. But, as history tells, Kohima did not fall, due to the courage and bloody-mindedness of British, Indian and Gurkha soldiers who would not give in, and thus saved India.

I do not know how many more Remembrance Services I shall see, for I am now in my eighth decade, I am slowing down, and I cannot now do many things which once came naturally to me. But I shall persevere, in the faint hope that I will see MY country purged of the Fifth Column which our political masters have engineered and encouraged.

We Do Not Need Another Holocaust Memorial.

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Despite an Appeal Court Judgment, the slimy Tory crew are intent on building the Holocaust Memorial on, in and under the grass of the Victoria Tower Gardens, on the Embankment immediately South of the Palace of Westminster.

After the proposed Memorial was soundly rejected by Westminster Council, the Government’s ‘Elite’ the ‘Establishment’ proceeded to manufacture such a hullabaloo over the rejection of such a monstrosity being built in one of the few green spaces in Central London that a Public Enquiry was organised to judge if the Holocaust Memorial was worthy of the siting in such a well-loved place as the Gardens obviously are.

I contributed to the debate, amidst such well-known names as Sir Peter Bottomley, Rabbi Jonathan Romain, Chris Dawes,  Sir Jeremy Blackham & Lord Howard of Rising.

My points were made in just one paragraph:-

“So, Members and Participants in this Inquiry; here’s my proposal, which is to discard the proposal to build this Memorial and Learning Centre, and instead spend at least part of that £50 million quid to fund the purchase of 90,000 hardback copies of ‘The Scourge of the Swastika’; along with the production and reproduction of 90,000 DVD copies of ‘Holocaust: Night will Fall’. These items will be distributed amongst all, repeat ALL British education establishments with an enrolled age of 15 years or older. No one would be allowed to demur from watching the DVD or reading the Book. The Book will form part of the Syllabus, along with timely showing of the DVD to those schools, colleges, Universities: so that Britain’s youth can, should and will learn of the capacity, within a nation from whence sprang genius; of Man’s INHUMANITY to his fellow man within the policies of that feared FINAL SOLUTION.” 

The Inquiry ground on, and eventually, at some huge cost, delivered its considered opinion that the Memorial should be built on the grass of the Gardens. But an Appeal was made against this decision, and the Appeal Court decided against the Memorial being built within Victoria Tower Gardens, which would irreparably damage a well-loved open space.

But the Tory Government laid their plans quietly, and those plans saw fruition in the Speech which Charles 3rd gave at the ceremonial opening of Parliament. In direct defiance of an Appeal Court Ruling, they are pushing for the passage of a Bill which would see this expensive garbage despoil a well-loved Garden. The dreary clowns which populate the Tory benches will just nod it through; the Lords have always drooled over the lack of a ‘modern Memorial’: when we already have 3 memorials already in London. The first is in the Imperial War Museum, the second is the Memorial Statue to the ten thousand Kindertransport children, sited just outside Liverpool Street Station at pavement level; and the third sees The Holocaust memorialised in Hyde Park in a simple design, with engraved boulders in a gravel space, surrounded by white-stemmed birch trees .

We do not need to be ‘educated’ by some Establishment bunch who reckon that they know better than others what to push into the minds of the inquiring. When the very term “Educational” is but two steps removed from the ‘Re- education’ in Orwell’s ‘1984’. When a simple online search for “Jewish Holocaust” produces 60 million Web page addresses in 0.51 seconds. I end with the words; “Seek, and you shall find; Knock, and it shall be opened unto you!” 

He’s opening the Barn Doors ever wider

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When Dishi Rishi says he will be ‘rescuing’ British citizens from Gaza, and allowing them immediate access to hotels, benefits etc; I reckon you should read between the lines. They are not ‘British Citizens’, they are British Passport holders, having gained access to those documents due to the lax and dozey Foreign Office rules. Adding an average nine ‘family members’ to the +/-‘200’ makes up 2,000. Coming in speedily behind the first tranche will be no doubt many more.

My Jacqueline……………..An Update

mike cunningham

I have not mentioned this before, but I put my complaint regarding the wanton disregard for any decent treatment of my wife Jacqueline by the Hospital Trust to the Ombudsman: to see if they could wring a correct response from the Durham hospital, who sentenced my wife to death by virtue of a DNACPR notice.

The Ombudsman itself is suffering from a bad case of Covid-delay syndrome, with many months forecast for any decision to be arrived at, but I received notification that they have ‘partially’ upheld my complaint, and have told the Trust to apologise to me for the grief and anguish I sustained, now some two years ago.

I will advise on the outcome; but doubt if mere words will suffice.

I stand with Israel

mike cunningham

I have remained largely silent these months for reasons personal, but believe that it is important to speak out if one sees true injustice looming large over the way that Israel is being portrayed as the aggressor. After the terrorist attacks from Hamas, after the vile acts perpetrated on Israelis for the sins of being Israeli Jews became widely known; when the true righteous monster which is the Israeli military prepares its vengeance upon the terrorists: all those voice which loudly proclaimed that they stand with Israel suddenly become muted. 

The media world is preparing to show Israel as the monster, when all that Israel has done so far is by means of their air force jets, raining bombs down on places where they ‘think’ Hamas is operating from. But they have not yet sown their deadly cargoes on the myriad places where they absolutely ‘KNOW’ Hamas is operating from, because these places are the purview of the United Nations Relief and Works Agency. The ‘World’ cries out in horror because Israel plans ‘Revenge’, and they say Israel threatens the Palestinians sheltering in UNRWA schools and hospitals.

What they will NEVER admit, is that those same UNRWA schools and hospitals also shelter major numbers of Hamas terrorists, as well as arsenals of rockets and weaponry.

I reckon Israel is justified in whatever she does, as it is Hamas’ responsibility for the use of the schools and hospitals; and it should bear the total blame for whatever form of retribution taken. The fellow-travellers of the BBC verbally attack the Israeli Ambassador because she will not agree that any attack on ‘civilians’ in Gaza are ‘collective punishments’, which is a war crime. What the BBC fails to acknowledge is that the SOLE RESPONSIBILITY for those Palestinians allegedly sheltering in Northern Gaza rests with Hamas; and that Hamas are once more cynically rejecting the facts that apart from those heinous attacks against Israelis, they do and should accept that they are the sole driver of events in Gaza.

Prime Minister Netanyahu must himself take a certain amount of criticism for his orders which withdrew over 2,000 of Israel’s soldiers from defensive positions in the south of Israel adjacent to Gaza, and relocated them under pressure from his right-wing religious Ministers to protect Jewish settlements in the north. The removal didn’t figure in Hamas’ plans for their savage onslaught against Israel, but it may well have helped by the loss of well-armed protection given by those missing Israeli soldiers.

Myself?

Manners Makyth the Man

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I read an article regarding manners and behaviour on public transport, where some questioned the right of schoolchildren and young adults to remain seated on a bus, while elderly people were forced to stand: and I was drawn backwards in time to when I  was but twelve years old, and using a bus to travel to my grammar school on the western side of Newcastle. 

In both our classes, and in morning assembly, a constant theme was taught. In this school,  we teach manners, and decorum in a public place. You all wear the school blazer, with its distinctive colour and coat of arms; therefore you are an ambassador of and for this school. If you are seated on a trolley bus (Yes, I am that old) and you see an adult standing, you WILL offer them your seat. No ifs, ands, or buts, that was the rule. The thinking behind this rule was straightforward, if you show manners and courtesy towards your elders, you are an living advert for your school, and for the way in which you are learning to become a responsible adult.

If the offer was refused, fair enough, you may remain seated, because you made the effort. I retained that attitude as the decades passed, so much so that, when I travelled by train from the Cape Town suburb where we lived into the city, I made it a practice to remind hulking teenagers that their teachers would have demanded the same approach so that elderly people could be seated whilst the younger, more energetic might stand. I became known for calling out youngsters who should have known better than remaining seated, especially when pregnant or elderly people were standing. 

Times change of course, and most youngsters these days don’t even know how to spell ‘courtesy’, never mind understand its meaning. The ideal of “I’ve paid for my seat” so I’m staying where I am is, unfortunately, paramount.

Myself? I rarely use public transport these days, but I honestly feel that we have lost more than the general ideal of good manners, and courtesy, in this increasingly discordant world we live in today.

WE are Badly Served by Sleazy Politicians and Ultra-Liberal Lawyers

mike cunningham

Over the long years in which I have watched  our so-called politicians and public servants get virtually everything wrong, I have come to one, inescapable conclusion: which is, put fairly simply; they didn’t like the way things were done in the past, so they quietly and stealthily altered Society. Allow me, if you would, to expand my thinking.

Over centuries, the British public have seen many ideals placed upon them. In the times when Kings and Queens ruled by ‘Divine Right’, their wishes, their desires were paramount. I would give you but two examples; King Henry the 8th, Henry realised early on that he probably didn’t know everything, so he placed his trust in advisers; and because his advisers themselves were either firm in belief or corruptible, the advice they gave their King was always biassed. His marriage proved barren after daughter Mary, but he deposed Cardinal Wolsey  when he failed to get his desired marriage annulment; so he could marry Anne Boleyn. 

He elevated Thomas More as his advisor, but Thomas More remained firm in his opposition to the Boleyn marriage, so he was cast out, and after a trial which was little more than a farce; Thomas More was executed, and Anne was married, but she was deemed to be unfaithful after only producing a daughter, and she too was executed. Because Henry was always broke, he cast around, but realised that wealth beyond imagination was just around the corner, so he founded the Church of England, dissolved the Monasteries, pillaged the Catholic Church’s properties and wealth; with any who opposed him summarily executed. He was the ultimate absolute Ruler.

As to the second example, a weak King Charles 1st rule, in which he tried to balance the English Church against the desires of his Catholic Spanish Queen, with the general cognisance of a greedy Parliament. His machinations, all to gain more cash, came up against the iron mind of Oliver Cromwell, who formed the opposition to the profligate Monarchy with a stern Puritanism. The Puritan Army’s victories ended with Charles’ execution; but Parliament’s profligacy gave way to Cromwell’s dissolution of Parliament, and Cromwell’s elevation to be Lord Protector. Cromwell’s rule, stern and harsh, was fair to all, and it was under the Lord Protector’s regime that modern Britain was born. The Monarchy returned, but its powers were steadily limited, but it was another century before Parliament began, slowly, to reform itself, with ‘rotten boroughs’ and disenfranchised citizenry slowly but surely becoming extinct; and the Rule of Law, where the prosecution and the Courts had to prove a person’s guilt before imprisonment or punishment became acceptable behaviour.

And that, certainly in the decades of my youth, was how Great Britain advanced. We had come through the Napoleonic Wars, in which we fought against a tyrannical dictator, and we beat him; once at sea, with Nelson’s decisive victories at the Nile and again at Trafalgar; and then on land, where the austere genius of Wellington stood firm at the Lines of Torres Vedras against the invading French armies, before emerging as the victor when he slowly advanced northwards, defeating the French, and advancing northwards until Napoleon was defeated, and exiled. But the Usurper escaped from his Elba prison, and it took Wellington’s British lines at Waterloo, along with General Blucher’s cavalry, to beat Napoleon once more. 

Parliament had ended slavery, and freed slaves, and fought the French again, and the Law which Parliament still held to, was that no innocent man could be presumed to be guilty, and jailed or executed, without a fair trial with a judgement by a jury of his peers.

We fought two World Wars, one against a Germany and its Kaiser who determined that they should decide who ruled in Europe: and the Second World War against Adolf Hitler, a maniac who wielded the power of the most well-armed and trained military in Europe, and who also successfully hid the Genocide of six million Jews.

But somewhere around the 1960’s a ‘Liberal Clique’ gained access to behind-the-scenes Power, and the slow, steady, remorseless reversal of all we once held dear was begun. It may sound fanciful, but a perversion, a pattern of behaviour which was repulsive to most normal British people, became the subject of a campaign to repeal both the illegality of that perversion, namely homosexuality, and to free those who had been imprisoned by this supposedly ‘unjust’ regime; was the start of this slow, steady march to upend most of what most British people held dearly. The liberals and the Left had begun their silent attacks upon the very core of what made Great Britain a place where a man, his wife and family could strive to better themselves without hindrance from the State. 

The second attack on our legal system was caused because of the hype over the death by stabbing of a young black drug dealer named Stephen Lawrence, with a direct attack on the centuries old tradition of ‘Double Jeopardy’. For centuries, if a man was brought to trial for a serious crime, and the jury returned a verdict of ‘Not Guilty’, that prisoner was freed, and he could never be tried again for that offence. But the backers, politicians, sleazy lawyers and influential parties made much fuss about so-called ‘new evidence’ that the weak and near useless Labour Government decided to implement a review of the Double Jeopardy rule, mainly because the murder was deemed to be a racist attack upon an “innocent young man’. So, to strong applause from many newspapers, most of whom should have known far better, the ‘Double Jeopardy’ rules were dispensed with, and five hundred years of historic precedence was thrown out like used dishwater; and the accused were found guilty after that same ‘new evidence’ was miraculously found after years being stored away. The ‘saintly mother’ of the dead drug dealer was gifted half a million pounds of public money because of ‘police mismanagement’ and she now sits in the House of Lords.

But the third broad attack upon our whole justice system was brought about through the invention of ‘Hate Crimes’. Broadly put, a Hate Crime is supposed to have been committed if one person says or writes or publishes something derogatory about another; and that second person is then supposed to be ‘grievously offended’. A hate crime is defined as a criminal offence which is perceived by the victim, or anybody else, to be motivated by hostility or prejudice towards someone’s:

  • race
  • religion
  • sexual orientation
  • transgender identity
  • Disability.

Now we already have Law of either Libel or Slander, in which the accused can be found not guilty if he or she can prove that what they said, wrote or published was true.

But here’s the kicker, and this is the basis of my dislike for this mess. The accused person has to prove his innocence of that Hate Crime. Which is exactly 1800 away from eight centuries of legal precedence. The whole British Judicial body and practice rested firmly upon the statement: “The accused is innocent, until the Prosecution proves, beyond any reasonable doubt, that he or she is guilty. Now we have a whole new body of So-called Law which states exactly the opposite!

I think, by now, that the reader must realise that I have proven my thesis, and we here in Great Britain have to undo a great deal before we get back to an honest Judicial system.

I thank you for your time, and hope to see you again.

Roman Catholic Nuns, a sewer in the Irish Republic; and the Nazi Holocaust

mike cunningham

The human condition, and indeed human nature, conditions us to be ashamed, to be horrified, sometimes to be appalled; and then, to move on. When Neville Chamberlain’s slow, monotone voice caught the attention of a listening Nation, as he stated that our Country was going to stand by its Treaty obligations, and was therefore declaring war upon Nazi Germany, he could not have imagined that the policies of the British Government, in declaring war upon a confident, highly-organised and -armed Germany because of a Treaty with Poland: would allow the uncovering of the greatest crime in modern human recorded history.

In the early days of Nazi Germany, very few people in Germany knew of the plans for the systematic murder of people, just because they were Jewish. As the war raged on, very few outside onlookers knew of the huge pressures placed upon the infrastructure of the Nazi war machine, which took entire railway systems away from the Generals who needed their fuel, ammunition and indeed armies to come to terms with the vastness of Soviet Russia: because those same trains were allocated instead to the death camps.

Some rumours, some whispered news began to filter out of the incredible (to people who believed that the Nazis were just orchestrating their ideals of Lebensraum) activities, where, instead of supporting an ever-expanding war of conquest, vast amounts of treasure were being spent building camps, and railway access to those camps, which did not make any sense, that is in terms of any normal occupying army. Those rumours, that campaign to try and get the Allies to understand that something very strange, very dangerous, was being put into operation in the conquered lands, where the Nazis ruled without any opposition at all.

The Establishment, in both Great Britain and in the United States were, to put it mildly, less than enthusiastic about Jews coming out of conquered Europe, and trying to gain access as refugees. The anti-semitism was veiled, but it was there. The MS St Louis, a cruise liner laden with Jewish families all desperately seeking asylum, were prevented from disembarking in Cuba; and all the passengers were told that the Refugee Quota in the USA had been filled, and they were not welcome. The liner returned to European waters where they were taken in, indeed grudgingly, by Britain, France and Belgium. But the only country not invaded by the Nazis was Great Britain, and out of the 937 refugees, 650 survived, and the rest went straight to the death camps.

The true nature of the camps, and the truth of the use of the railways in supporting the nature of those camps, was not uncovered until the Soviet Army began liberating and broadcasting the truth about the Nazi death machinery, about the sickening architectural significance of the sealed ‘shower rooms’ where no water was piped in, and the engineering excellence of the vast crematoriums built purely for that ‘Final Solution’. I wrote and indeed spoke about this during the campaign to stop the so-called Holocaust Memorial, to be excavated and built adjacent to Parliament. That campaign succeeded, but only through the Appeal and High Courts.

But, in reality, today I do not write about the genocide of eighty-odd years ago, instead I speak of a small village in the Republic of Ireland. Tuam was where the St Mary’s Mother and Baby Home sat, run by nuns from the Bon Secours order. But before I speak of the unutterably sad facts resulting from the ‘iron rule’ of those sisters, I would remind those who watch of the sad truth that the word of the Church was Law to believers, and God’s spokesmen spoke on many issues, and the various Irish Governments allowed the Church great leeway in the manner in which it operated. Its charities, its schools and educational establishments were given preference, its teachings, especially around contraception and abortion, still carried a great deal of weight in the Republic until the real Truth became known about the real ’Invisible Government’ of that Republic

But, back to Tuam, and the Industry, yes; the Deadly Industry which grew because most young Irish girls knew little to nothing about their bodies, how they work; and the fact that most schools were Roman Catholic schools, and sex education was, literally, non-existent. The Tuam Sisters based the ‘help’ given to the many pregnant girls and young women around the statement that to give birth outside of wedlock was a mortal sin, the children were the product of those ‘sins’, and they were no longer the illegitimate offspring of young women, but a ‘commodity’ to be used and abused as those supposed ‘Brides of Christ’ saw fit. There were no true obstetric medical facilities at St. Mary’s,  to aid the health of the hundreds of infants born into that obscenity masquerading as a charitable maternity hospital, the strong and healthy survived; the weak and struggling infants were literally cast aside, and left to their fate.

But worse was to follow. Those babies who survived were literally marketed to the absurdly wealthy Catholic communities of America, and that trade was indeed supported by the Catholic Irish Bishops, to the extent that formal adoption papers were issued with no questions asked, because who, in those days, could question the actions of an Order of Nuns who were doing the ‘Work of the Lord’? As for those infants who were left behind, a gruesome fate was in order; when an infant died, no notification was made or written, and those sad remains were dumped into the sewers, with absolutely no records kept of those who had survived, just to be dumped once dead. 

Those who read this post might reject my comparisons of  the actions of a Catholic Charity operating in the Irish Republic, with the vile outcomes of Nazi Germany, Hitler and the Holocaust; but I believe that the mindless, murderous atrocities carried out by the Nazis within their Concentration Camps, where the deaths of six million and more human beings were indeed reduced to mere statistics presented to Himmler, are as one with the actions of a group of so-called Catholic nuns who couldn’t even dignify the callous dumping of 796 babies and children’s bodies into a sewer with a simple religious service, because they didn’t want to be reminded that what they were doing was both illegal and immoral.