Monday, 13 July 2020

'Trust the Plan'. But is there a Plan?

We keep hearing it from luminaries on the right, notably Nick Fuentes and particularly QAnon. 'Trust The Plan'. Q has been excellent on lifting the Deep State stone and revealing the depths of depravity thereunder. So far so good. Q says The Plan involved the Good Guys within the system working with Trump to, well, drain the swamp. Not just that. The Plan also involves dispensing justice to the criminal psychopaths who exercise control and ownership of the country, bleeding it dry, debasing traditional American values and selling the country out to foreigners. Guantanamo would be bursting at the seams with miscreants.

God, how I wish it were true. But my hope diminishes with every passing day. How did we ever belief such a thing? Sure, Trump has done some good things and comparisons with the demon hag alternative are telling. But how can you drain the Swamp if the very people you appoint to do that are themselves Swamp Creatures? The most damning and disheartening sign of all has to be the anointing of Kushner as co-President. Kushner is a Chabad Lubivicher Jew, the very worst kind, who is an open Israeli-firster and most important of all his political opinions and policies have always been the polar opposite of those on which Trump campaigned. Yet Trump puts him in charge of everything. This conflict cannot be reconciled. But why you might ask is Trump so loathed and feared by the Bad Guys? Why has there been an unending series of coup attempts to oust him? He must be doing something right to attract such opposition. Well that's been my fallback position too. But it doesn't prove there's a Plan as we're lead to believe.

Black pill: There is no Plan.

So what's going on? I'm coming around to thinking that the higher echelons of power and wealth in America are run along the lines of the Mafia. Seriously. The Mafia, 
 as conventionally understood, is made up of multiple 'families' of criminals who interact less by way of formal structures, more by way of informal understandings. Markets like drugs, protection rackets, gambling, prostitution etc. are split up between the families on the basis of territory, line of business or whatever. Naturally such a fluid set of arrangements and the irregular nature of the activities occasionally lead to fighting between or within gangs. Allegiances shift, expediency rules. Sometimes, admittedly infrequently, disputes become intense enough to threaten the survival of the whole criminal enterprise.

Does this explain what's going on at the highest political level for the last few years? Let's not gild the lily here. Trump has been swimming in the Swamp all his life. He was friends with the Clintons, Epstein and all the movers and shakers. God only knows what he got up to in that time. Kushner's father was jailed for corruption. Is it not possible that by winning the Presidency Trump's 'family', which possibly allies with the Kosher Nostra, has somehow dealt a serious blow to one or more Deep State 'families' and that this has caused the unprecedented blowback? A ghastly thought but a possibility nonetheless.

For what it's worth my personal belief is that Trump wants to do what's best for America but is trammelled by the swamp in which he has to swim.

Saturday, 11 July 2020

Don't sweat the small stuff

Late in life I came to realise the value of not sweating the small stuff. No point in getting into a state over trivial annoyances. Reinhold Niebuhr had an even more profound insight: God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. Genuinely, such an invocation does help you get through life in a less stressful way.

I try live by these precepts. But sometimes it ain't easy. Very many years ago I fell in love with Jesus College Cambridge. The ambiance, the grounds, the stately buildings and echoing corridors. I'd love to have had an academic position there but despite having a PhD, a Post-Doctoral Fellowship and published a high-selling book in my field I wouldn't have had a chance. Only the best of the best of the best are awarded a tenured professorship at Cambridge. And that's after surviving the fabled back-stabbing of academic politics where lifelong friendships are transformed into lifelong enmities in the vicious squabble for spoils. Little wonder then that the dons, once ensconced, become bywords for arrogance and their fanatical defence of their academic independence.

You can imagine therefore what it takes to become the Master Of Jesus College Cambridge. 

Unless you're Sonita Alleyne who washed up in Britain from Barbados about 50 years ago. She  eventually got a pass BA - be assured it was not in astrophysics - after which she started a 'music publicity company'. And that's the extent of her achievements. But, as I've always said, if you're black, are not in jail and wear business clothes the world is your oyster. Alleyne's pass BA and involvement with a small publicity company propelled her to unimaginable heights with a Fellowship of the Royal Society Of Arts and appointments to, inter alia, the Court of Governors at London's University Of Arts and the BBC Trust (Governing Body). And now she's Master of Jesus College Cambridge. Never published an academic paper, undertaken a research project or even taught students. And she's now setting the academic direction for one of the world's most prestigious Colleges. Alumni such as Thomas Cranmer, Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Thomas Malthus must be spinning in their graves.

Now you'd imagine that having been parachuted in the most bizarre way into such a position Alleyne would keep her head down, cringing with embarrassment when chairing a meeting of intellectual powerhouses. Not a bit of it! Since her appointment she's spent her time haranguing academic staff and the general public on the terrible bigotry that blacks labour under. On June 5th she published a message on the College web site: Yup, you've guessed it. George Floyd. "If one man can't breathe none of us can breathe" (an assertion disprovable by a child) adding "Be angry at this moment". When someone pointed out that June 5 was also the 20th anniversary of the Tiananmen Square massacre Allenye was not pleased. According to The Spectator 'she has forbidden the dons from speaking about the College's relationship with China' (my emphasis). Forbidden the dons! Oh deary deary me. I suppose only an affirmative action nonentity utterly tone deaf to university practices and traditions could come out with something like that.

So that's why I blew a fuse this morning and why Niebuhr's invocation went out the window. 

I marvel at the treachery of Britain's ruling class (I'm not referring just to the aristocracy here). They have sold out a glorious heritage, handing it over to unworthy and ungrateful foreigners who have no claim to it. Will some traveller in the distant future echo the words of Horace Smith as he surveys the impending wreckage?

What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place?

Thursday, 9 July 2020


My tax returns are stored, along with:

Obama's real birth certificate and academic records

On Hillary's server

With a backup copy on Wiener's laptop

Wednesday, 8 July 2020

A metaphor for Old Europe?

”The great oak tree had stood on a hill over the Hudson, in a lonely spot of the Taggart estate. Eddie Willers, aged seven, liked to come and look at that tree. It had stood there for hundreds of years, and he thought it would always stand there. Its roots clutched the hill like a fist with fingers sunk into the soil, and he thought that if a giant were to seize it by the top, he would not be able to uproot it, but would swing the hill and the whole of the earth with it, like a ball at the end of a string. He felt safe in the oak tree’s presence; it was a thing that nothing could change or threaten; it was his greatest symbol of strength.

One night, lightning struck the oak tree. Eddie saw it the next morning. It lay broken in half, and he looked into its trunk as into the mouth of a black tunnel. The trunk was only an empty shell; its heart had rotted away long ago; there was nothing inside – just a thin gray dust that was being dispersed by the whim of the faintest wind. The living power had gone, and the shape it left had not be able to stand without it.

“It was an immense betrayal – the more terrible because he could not grasp what it was that had been betrayed. It was not himself, he knew, nor his trust; it was something else. He stood there for a while, making no sound, then he walked back to the house. He never spoke about it to anyone, then or since.”

Ayn Rand: Atlas Shrugged

Tuesday, 7 July 2020

Spotting the connections

The pictures below represent a sample - a small sample - of the rape gangs which ran riot throughout Britain for decades while social workers, police and media looked the other way.

Notice any similarities?


Now let's look at some of the top people in the British"justice" system playing, or recently having played, key roles in defending children and prosecuting offenders. Home Secretaries, Director of the Crown Prosecution Service's Child Abuse Unit, Chief Executives of Bardardo's Homes, "the main provider of child sexual exploitation services in the UK" all the way down the "justice" system to the bobby on the street charged with protecting children. And who himself was subsequently charged with.....child grooming.

Notice any similarities?

I think every parent in Britain can rest easily with their children under the care of such a team, dedicated 24x7 to the welfare of British citizens.

Saturday, 4 July 2020

Maxwell: What's next?

Like all right-thinking people I rejoice at the capture and prosecution of Ghislaine Maxwell. But my joy is tempered by doubts. We're told that she knows everything and is ready to spill the beans. That many of the world's most powerful and famous figures are set to be exposed. Which is why realistic observers predict that she won't live to tell the tale. Maybe.

For a start locating Maxwell any time since Epstein's death would have been child's play for those powerful people. For instance you'd imagine the Clintons (courtesy of funds from their Foundation) would have a team of trained assassins on standby for emergencies such as this. With the greatest of ease Mossad (who seem to have bumped off her father) could have had her killed or relocated to Israel under a new identity had she been such a threat. Then why did she return to America and live virtually openly in one of her houses?

You'd also imagine that the New York Prosecutor's Office would be like the State Department, an Israeli fiefdom. How likely is it that they'd haul in a Mossad asset? Could it be something tp do with the firing of Jeffrey Berman? ((Berman)) is, or was, the gatekeeper for some of the most important investigations including the Epstein case and the Grand Jury investigation of 911. As I showed here the DA has immense power over a GJ. He can empower them to get to the bottom of the issue. Or he can kill the investigation. Or misdirect it. Like shining the light away from Israel and Larry Silverstein and finding the Saudis exclusively guilty of the 911 attack. Case closed once and for all.

And consider this: Maxwell has been charged only with a few crimes, basically the same ones Epstein was charged with a decade ago, i.e. she had sexual encounters with a few minors and procured these girls for this purpose. Well, Epstein got 13 months for these crimes. She also has been charged with perjury in a civil lawsuit, but I doubt that will add much time to any sentence. That is, all the crimes that could lock her away for life (crimes she no doubt committed and helped orchestrate) are not part of the indictment. Could this be the ruse whereby an early guilty plea means she gets a light sentence and no dirty linen is aired?

But here's the possibility that most worries me. What if Maxwell was spared from assassination and prosecuted on the understanding that she'll identify Trump as Epstein's closest associate and sex predator while clearing or downplaying the role of all the others? A chilling thought, is it not? 

Thursday, 2 July 2020

A street-shitter laments: Too many Scots in Scotland

One of the most famous lines from Robbie Burns, Scotland's greatest poet in the (kind of) English language goes thus: “O wad some Power the giftie gie us, to see ourselves as ithers see us!" Or,  "Oh would some Power the gift give us, to see ourselves as others see us.”  Well Scotland had this wish granted by one Humza Yousaf, the SNP's spokesman on Justice. And he's not happy with his adopted land despite - cue toe-curling embarrassment - occasionally decking himself out in a kilt or a Glasgow Celtic shirt. In a recent speech to Parliament he went through a list of Scotland's most powerful personages and after each one venomously spat out the word 'White!'.  He ended the tirade by directly addressing the people who elected him “As people of colour, we don’t need your gestures. Don’t just tweet Black Lives Matter. Don’t just post a hashtag. Don’t just take the knee. Don’t just tell us how you’re not a racist – I take that as a bare minimum. You must be anti-racist.”  So now you know.


Mind you he's doing ok despite that. He's been a Minister or spokesman for the SNP since he was in his mid-twenties despite his time as an apprentice mechanic being the highlight of his career up to then. But Scotland must do more. He sees his appointed roles as providing a platform to berate his unappreciative hosts. Mastering his brief straggles far behind. This from the Express: "NICOLA Sturgeon's collapsing government is facing yet another shambles as calls are made for one of her closest aides to be sacked. 'Humza Yousaf, the prolific twitter using Transport Minister, recently admitted he knew nothing about his brief as he tried to defend the Scottish Government's failures.' He had more urgent things in mind. Like tweeting "To our shame [don't you just love the 'our'] there are no Black Members of the Scottish Parliament. There was no Black voice in today's debate on anti-racism, so I wanted to make sure the last words in the debate were the last words uttered by George Floyd - never forget them."

Maybe, just maybe, the proliferation of whites faces (or being Scotland, maybe they're a fetching shade of grey) is due to the fact that the country is - allegedly - 96% White. It's really rather simple. 

Now if I were a rude person I'd encourage this ungrateful interloper to find a nice brown country to fuck off to. But I'm not a rude person. And there are no nice brown countries. Take the Indian sub-continent whence Yousef and Ireland's erstwhile PM Varadker (who also thinks there are too many Irish in Ireland) emerged. Here you have more than a billion people shitting on the ground, turds everywhere you step, rivers filled with raw sewage interspersed with bathing humans, millions dying of starvation and disease every year, dead bodies floating in rivers while mangy dogs feast on corpses.

So here's a thought guys. Maybe your (well-hidden) talents would have greater opportunity to flourish back home given these conditions?

A couple of final observations. The acronym SNP stands for Scottish National Party. You know, the one that wants independence for Scotland, no more of these damn foreigners telling them how to run things. And they parachute this guy into a top position. Same with Ireland's Sinn Fein Party - aka as the IRA's political wing. Sinn Fein means 'ourselves only' in English. Yet their enthusiasm to get Brits out is exceeded only by their enthusiasm to flood Ireland with unlimited hordes of Third World parasites.

Strange old world, isn't it?