Square Limericks – Some Poetry Stuff for the New Year

A happy New year to one and all. I think 2020 might be a game changer, in the sense that things are going to get so bad that it might shake many people out of their apathy. Who knows?

And as if things could not get any worse, my New Year’s Eve post this year will encompass all things poetry.

I’ve been online since 1996, when we used to be called ‘nerds’ (no Google, Facebook, Twitter, et al, back then). At the end of 1999 I joined a new web site called ‘WrittenByMe’, where writers could post their work for comment and critique (I used to post as ‘Budapest’ – and where that handle comes from is another long convoluted story from my days on the early internet). ‘WrittenByMe’ was run by two drunken Aussies, who, like many other people at the time, were trying to figure out how to make money on the Web. It didn’t cost anything to join the site. The Aussies were trying to make money from advertising, mostly Fosters beer. I posted almost entirely in the poetry section, where I encountered someone who called herself ‘Miriam’. Subjective as poetry is, I will still say that Miriam was excellent at her art. In fact, she wiped the floor with all of us poets on that writing site. From her syntax and language I took Miriam to be in her mid thirties; about the same age as me at the time. In fact, I later found out (after meeting her in real life – under the clock at Charing Cross Station) that Miriam was just 18 years old.

We used to set challenges on that writer’s site, and on a freezing day in January 2001 I threw down the gauntlet: we had to write a ‘square limerick’. The limerick is one of the easiest poetry forms there is. It consists of just five lines – usually humorous and frequently rude – in predominantly anapestic metre with a strict rhyme scheme of AABBA, in which the first, second and fifth line rhyme, while the third and fourth lines are shorter and share a different rhyme. To set the scene here’s a famous example…

There was a small boy of Quebec
Who was buried in snow to his neck
When they said, “Are you friz?”
He replied, ” Yes, I is —
But we don’t call this cold in Quebec”

Rudyard Kipling

Yup, the limerick is a really flippant poetry form; but what about a square limerick? Well, the challenge was to write a limerick as a square poem. A square poem is where the first words of each line make up the first line of the poem, and the last words of each line make up the final line of the poem, and each consecutive word in the first line becomes the first word in the following lines – look at the first word in each of the five line limerick examples below and how it relates to the complete first line of the poem. Likewise look at the end word of each of the five lines and how it relates to the final and fifth line. Does this make sense? (does anything make sense?). This of course is just about impossible to do within the constricted form of a limerick; but we managed it on that freezing January day back in 2001. Needless to say, Miriam got over the line first, within hours of me setting the challenge (and as far as I’m aware she became the first person ever to write a square limerick). An American professor called Larry came in second, and I came in third. The following shows our efforts, including our own comments and a time stamp to show how quickly we did these square limericks. It might all look like gobbledygook to you, dear reader, yet I have to stress again how incredibly difficult it is to do (for example, it’s impossible to keep proper limerick metre without cheating). If you don’t believe me have a go at writing a square limerick yourself (clue: you start from the bottom of the poem and work up)…

Member: m.compton
Date: 23 Jan 01 13:48


This limerick square’s awful beat
Limerick with too many feet
Squares have me spitting
Awful, I’m admitting
Beat feet spitting, admitting defeat.

Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

Member: lap0530
Date: 23 Jan 01 14:37

The World’s Second Square Limerick.

Thanks to rosekat, budapest, and m.compton for the inspiration.

That Monster Under My Bed

A bed monster develops—shivers!
Bed squeaking leads to more quivers.
Monster in the night
Develops such fright.
Shivers, quivers; night fright delivers.

© 2001 lap0530

Member: budapest
Date: 23 Jan 01 15:25

Ok, it’s left to me to do the World’s Third Square Limerick…

A man known as Smithers
Man handles and delivers
Known hepatic specimins, oh quite
As in the organ on the right
Smithers delivers quite right livers.

A year or so after that square limerick challenge, I was doing a series of ‘London Sonnets’. This was during the summer and autumn of 2003. There were ten sonnets in all, and they were a sort of farewell to my hometown (I haven’t been back to London ever since). This is the third in the series and it was written for Miriam…

The Yank In The Tank

We chased limelight to Tower Bridge
to see our dreams hang in the air,
where once stews sucked on Eckett’s ridge
and cholera took Bill Sikes’ lair.
I caught my breath, your gymslip dare,
as little girls sang songs to Dave,
the thrusting piles of finance there
now plunged into Fagin’s moist grave.
We thought it was rather quite brave
to swing with dollymops and rats
in such a very taboo place, save
for chic bistros and yuppy flats;
and I gave you a crooked grin;
you said: “shut-up and drink your gin”.

The early 2000s were the golden age of internet poetry, with new comment and critique boards springing up all the time, including my own board, which was called Burgundy and came into existence in early 2002. Miriam never joined the good ship Burgundy, a board that for a time had quite a large and vibrant membership. One of those members was known as ‘Maz’. Her real name was Margaret Griffiths. An English woman, she was that rare breed of poet who wrote both formal and free verse poetry. If you’re interested in poetry you can argue about it forever, because it’s so subjective (which is one of the things I love about poetry), yet Maz became very widely respected in the online poetry world. Such was her talent that she could have easily found a real world publisher, but she always refused to do this, instead publishing her work entirely on the internet. In 2009, and now living in France for years, I was devastated to learn that Maz had died. She was in her 60s and shed this mortal coil alone in her own home, totally unknown outside the online poetry world. I used to get on quite well with Maz, and wherever she is now I’m sure she won’t mind me including one of her poems here. This was always a favourite of mine…

Drips from Psyche’s Lamp

Tell me you’re blind at night and I’ll believe you.
Tell me they raise the sky on ten thousand turquoise poles
and I won’t quibble. I’ll point out the flapping canopy,
and the places in the T-shirt clouds where their points stand out
like nipples. I don’t care about lies, about tall tales,
only about the tourniquet musk of you, the bowstring tight
around my aorta so my brain pulses harder than my heart,
all thoughts turned to sparkles.

Wind me in your elastic time
so I’ll live forever before breakfast, so I’ll fall apart
and curl in a yolk, then break out all gold and new
like a Paschal chick on a daffodil cake. Launch me
on a crocus sea. I don’t care if you’re blind at night,
if the sky collapses on me like a marquee in a squall.
I’ll be ova, ovine, big sheep’s eyes,
I’ll be nova, novacodeine, noddy as a noodle,
I’ll be tangy, tangerine, mango, mandarin,
tango, tanga, bingo bongo bang.


The shock of Maz’s death kicked me out of a three year poetry drought…


For Maz

If I could write such joyous pain,
the mellow flux, the ecstasy,
the ink portrays a starry mane,
an orbit reaching apogee:

disintegration, c’est la vie
for qualia that race in space;
a tea ball dance with gravity:
creation is a lonely place.
Hip volatiles and ions trace
consummation in the sky.
Erato shrugs and turns her face
towards a fond goodbye.

Cognition clicks, ideas won,
skin will warm beneath the sun.


Well, dear reader, if you managed to get this far, having ploughed through all the poetry, I might as well plug my third memoir The Iberian Job and my fourth memoir Cranial Capacity 1400cc. These books cover the things I’ve talked about in this post, along with a whole host of other weird and wonderful stuff.

I suppose all that remains now, with regard to this post, is to collect the glasses, empty the ashtrays, sweep-up the floor and turn out the lights.

Oh, and to wish everyone a Happy New Year!

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A Deeper Look at the UK Election

In my previous post I was banging on about the UK general election that took place earlier this month, and how in my opinion the election was rigged: the only way the Establishment could definitely get rid of Jeremy Corbyn was by a Tory landslide victory; and what happened..? a Tory landslide victory, a landslide victory I may add that defied all logic. Ironically, when a party leader loses an election they usually resign in pretty short order, but Corbyn hasn’t done this and will remain leader of the Labour Party until well into next month, and perhaps longer (because there’s not many Labour MPs who are able to satisfy Corbyn’s huge support base of party members – over the last four years Corbyn has turned Labour into the largest political party in Europe, with the membership now standing at around 550,000). Thus the Establishment are still wringing their hands: who will rid us of this turbulent priest? and the barrage of Alice In Wonderland character assassination continues to spew forth from the Presstitutes.

In my previous post I also said that I’d later go into great detail about why I believe the election was rigged. I’ve been saved the effort, though, by the latest edition of Abby Martin’s The Empire Files. In this edition Martin interviews Lowkey (real name Kareem Dennis), a British-Iraqi rapper and political activist based in London. Lowkey’s views align with my own with regard to the rigged election. My only criticism is that Lowkey does not go into enough detail about how totally out of control the security services are – security service operatives can now kill people on the streets of Britain with complete impunity. They are above the law and have no real democratic oversight at all.

Lowkey also says some very interesting stuff about the Grenfell Tower tragedy in this edition of The Empire Files

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The Great Britain Election Con

How anyone can believe the results of last week’s general election in the UK is beyond me.

Don’t you understand how corrupt it now all is?

The only way they could definitely get rid of Corbyn was with a Tory landslide; and what happened: a Tory landslide.

I’m going to outline the facts of this in great detail in a further post (and don’t even get me started about what’s going on in France at the moment).

In the meantime…

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A General Strike in France

Yesterday, 4th December, protestors started blockading oil refineries in France; this ahead of today’s general strike, which is said to be an ‘indefinite’ general strike. In reality, though, this general strike will probably last no longer than a week, because people have to put food on their table.

The general strike today was of historic proportions. I’ve never seen so many people out on the streets in cities and larger towns all across France; this on a very cold December day. Never in the post-war western world has anything like this happened before. The following short video gives a flavour of it. The translation of this Tweet is: Even before the big demonstration in Paris, this day is already historic by the number of participants everywhere in France. Here’s some images collected before 1pm…

Just about all the protestors were entirely peaceful. The violence meted out by the police was quite breathtaking. Here’s Paris this afternoon, followed by Nantes (similar police violence ensued in many other towns and cities in France today)…

I don’t see how President Macron will be able to survive such protests. It will be interesting to see what happens over the coming days.

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Free Fall

‘Terminal velocity’ is the fastest speed a mass can achieve when falling from gravitational forces, depending on what those gravitational forces are. On the planet Earth, in the lower atmosphere, ‘terminal velocity’ is about 120 miles per hour. You can never go faster than that, no matter from how high you fall from. The poor unfortunate souls who jumped from the twin towers on 9/11 probably never reached ‘terminal velocity’. Whatever, the result was still terminal for these unfortunate souls.

Likewise, one of the world’s most renowned rock climbers, the American Brad Gobright, died last month after falling off a mountain in Mexico. He plunged 300 metres/1000 feet to his death. Gobright was one of the most accomplished free solo climbers in the world. ‘Free solo climbing’ is when you don’t use ropes or any kind of safety equipment. Ironically, Brad Gobright died after doing his free solo climb, and then he fell when he came back down the mountain on ropes.

This brings me onto Alex Honnold, who’s also one of the best rock climbers in the world, and still lives to tell the tale. A few years ago Alex Honnold made his stunning free-solo ascent of Yosemite’s El Capitan. He was taking an unimaginable risk: nearly three thousand feet of climbing without any ropes or safety equipment. But was the climb made even riskier by the filmmakers who accompanied him? Don’t watch this if you suffer from vertigo…

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The Privatisation of the NHS

Perhaps the biggest betrayal in modern UK history is the privatisation of the NHS by stealth. I have two relatives who work in the NHS – one’s a midwife, one’s a paramedic – and I get first hand accounts of what’s going on. This privatisation by stealth started under Thatcher, of course, and then was considerably boosted by Blair and New Labour. Dr Bob Gill has recently released an excellent documentary called The Great NHS Heist

The NHS has been quietly transformed from a public health system designed to deliver health care to everyone based on need in the most cost efficient manner, to one designed to maximise profit extraction by global private health insurance giants. Achieved by means collecting premiums from the insured then denying them care when they become too sick and expensive whilst excluding the unprofitable, poor and the elderly. Switching to this model, based on the American system, amounts to one of the greatest betrayals of the public interest by successive Governments, Conservative and New Labour. The stealth privatisation has seen our hospitals turned into distinct business entities and different parts of the NHS separated out and compelled to compete with each other rather than collaborate together for the interest of the sick.

The absolute lack of morality, integrity and honestly in politics is quite breathtaking, but I’m afraid it gets even worse. Finola Moss is a solicitor and campaigner. A few weeks back she was on the Richie Allen show, explaining that children with learning disabilities and autism are being taken away from their families and warehoused in privately run institutions that charge the state up to £12,000 per week for their services. Many of these institutions parent companies are American. The Blair/Brown governments, followed by the Conservative Party/Liberal Democrat coalition government, passed the legislation to allow this nightmare become a reality. Richie Allen’s interview with Finola Moss can be found here. It’s well worth a listen.

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Gilets Jaunes Acte 52

I no longer have the energy to refute the total scum who write for the MSM. But I will say that Corbyn will walk this election, because the aforementioned scum have absolutely nothing/real to say. If Corbyn does not win, you should know for sure that we are really living in an Orwellian state. This was Paris at the weekend, on the 52nd consecutive week of gilets jaunes protests (if these links work)…

Here’s Rouen on Saturday…
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Carry On Brexit

“You can check out but you can never leave”, to repeat the cliche.

Another cliche: ‘the house always wins’, and in this case the house is the EU; ie, whether MPs vote for Boris’ awful deal (which is a worst version of May’s deal – which potentially locks the UK indefinitely into the EU with no voting rights – which is called treason), or if MPs vote against the deal the Benn Act will mean a further extension of Article 50. Two options, and either way we are never leaving the Frankenstein EU.

Meanwhile there’s been major riots in Spain this week over the Catalonia issue, and of course there’s been major protests in France for almost a year now. All this civil unrest is fundamentally anti-EU, but of course the MSM barely mention this.

The wheels are rapidly coming off the EU/neo-liberal/post-Nazi bandwagon, and it’s a wonder to behold.

None of this is ever discussed in the mainstream media, and in particular neo-liberalism is barely ever discussed. All we get is a mountain of propaganda, and because of this a lot of people don’t understand just how immoral/evil neo-liberalism is (but people in the West do understand how rapidly worse their lives are becoming). The EU is archetypal neo-liberalism. The following 30 minute video is a good primer on this ideology (and it does not take sides on the Brexit debate)…

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Where Did Brexit/The Towers Go?

The former UK prime minister Theresa May famously said more than 100 times in Parliament that the UK would be leaving the European Union (Brexit) on 29th March 2019. Of course it didn’t happen. May’s successor, Boris Johnson, has sworn that the UK will leave the EU on 31st October, and if it doesn’t happen Johnson has stated that he would rather be dead in a ditch. It’s all rollocks, of course, because today Johnson has said that he will ask for an extension to Article 50, meaning that the UK will stay in the EU for at least another 6 months. “You can check out, but you can never leave”.

The Orwellian nature of our present society here in the West stems largely from the events of 11th September 2001. We’ve just passed the 18th anniversary of 9/11; and talking of which, last month the University of Alaska (Fairbanks) published the results of a four year study which concludes that WTC 7 did not collapse as a result of office fires (office fires were the conclusion of the official investigation into the collapse of WTC 7). Of course the mainstream media have completely omitted all mention of this report by the University of Alaska. Sadly, many people still don’t realise that three giant skyscrapers collapsed on that day: as well as the twin towers, WTC 7, a 47 storey office block, collapsed in free fall at approx. 5.20pm on that fateful day. WTC 7 was not hit by any planes and suffered minimal damage from the collapse of the twin towers earlier in the day.

What’s also not widely known is that all seven buildings with the ‘WTC’ prefix were either completely demolished or suffered damage beyond repair on that day. There were many other buildings in close proximity, in a very crowded area of downtown Manhattan, and none of them suffered any major damage, despite all the mayhem that was going on around them.

This brings me onto Dr Judy Wood. For those not familiar with Dr Judy Wood, in my view she still gives one of the best theories about what actually happened on 9/11 (in truth, it will probably be a long time, if ever, before the world will really know what happened on that day). If you are familiar with Dr Judy Wood, the following podcast is still worth watching, because Wood addresses the incredible animosity directed at her from the 9/11 truth community, and also she addresses this latest report from the University of Alaska.

This is from Jason Liosatos’ Outside The Box podcast, published on YouTube on 19th September. Dr Judy Wood could be construed as being a tad eccentric, but what she says makes perfect sense. Also, the graphics in her presentation are not always great (you might want to try ‘full screen’ mode)…

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Gilets Jaunes Acte 46

After the summer lull they are back on the streets again in much greater numbers, for the 46th consecutive week of protests. For those unfamiliar with all this, here’s a little taste of what yellow vest (gilets jaunes) protestors have to face…

This is going on in France (some of the worst police violence today took place in Toulouse) in the European Union in 2019. If you want further background info on these protests see:

How to take back our streets: lessons from 10 months of resistance in France

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Gilets Jaunes – Acte 45

The following brief news report was today headlined on the front page of the online edition of the Guardian

Paris on high alert as protesters try to revive gilets jaunes movement
Sat 21 Sep 2019 10.43 BST
Last modified on Sat 21 Sep 2019 13.26 BST

Paris is under high security this weekend as anti-government protesters try to revive the gilets jaunes (yellow vests) movement against perceived economic injustice and the French president Emmanuel Macron’s government.

A few hundred anti-government protesters started marching through the Paris streets on Saturday morning.

Several calls for demonstrations have been issued by yellow vest supporters, environmental activists and a far-left workers union. France’s annual heritage weekend, a popular event with many cultural sites open to the public, is also taking place.

Authorities have deployed more than 7,000 police and banned protests in a large central area including the presidential palace, government and parliament buildings, the Champs-Élysees, the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame cathedral.

The gilets jaunes movement that emerged 10 months ago petered out this summer.


(Editing in: it’s now Saturday evening and the Guardian have now completely altered the above article, blaming yellow vest black bloc protestors for causing violence and attacking climate change protestors. This is how Orwellian things have now become)

The above report originates from Associated Press and was published in the Guardian after this was going on in Paris…

To escape the tear gas many protestors ran into the nearby Saint Lazare railway station. The police followed them…
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Hugues Cuénod – Some Classical Music

The world of politics is so crazy at the moment (as usual, it’s like five-year-olds on LSD) that despite the fact that this is history in the fast lane, I can’t be bothered commenting on it.

So instead, another music post (and a rather self indulgent one at that). Back in March I made a post featuring some of my favourite pop music. The post is called If music be the food of love, play on, and in it I said that I’d probably get round to doing a similar post about classical music, which is what this is. Maybe some greats of the classical music world will help to kick the slough of depression about contemporary events. Who knows?

I’m honing in here on a radio programme I made back in 2010 (which is why this post is a tad self indulgent) about the life and times of the Swiss opera singer Hugues Cuénod (pronounced Kwayno), who had the longest singing career in history, and at the age of 85 he was the oldest person ever to make a debut at the Met (and at the age of 102 he was also the oldest person ever to have a gay marriage) The programme is called The Gift of Idleness and is one hour long. I made the programme with Janet Kenny, who also presented it. Janet Kenny is a former London based opera singer now living in Australia, who provided the expert knowledge (Janet had also worked with Cuénod back in the 1960s). Cuénod celebrated his 108th birthday during the summer of 2010, just as Janet and I were in the middle of making the programme. Although a bit of a legend, Cuénod is not that widely known outside of the classical music world. My thinking was, that at such an age the old boy wouldn’t last much longer, and when he did go to that great dressing room in the sky, broadcasters would be putting out tributes to him, which would hopefully include The Gift of Idleness.

I was never a big fan of opera, yet as the programme unfolded I became capitivated by the rich musical history and by Cuénod’s character (amongst other things, the programme contains clips from an interview he gave to Hawaii Public Radio when he was 99 years old). Sadly, he did pass away peacefully in December 2010, not that many months after we finished the programme. At the time, a producer at BBC Radio was interested in The Gift of Idleness, but in order to pitch to the BBC you have to be part of a rather select club, which I was not. Another producer at NPR in America also showed interest, but nothing ever came of it.

But it was a blast making The Gift of Idleness (I learnt so much!), and here’s five of my favourite pieces from it (from the 24 pieces of music contained in the programme), starting with the Toccata from Ravel’s Le Tombeau de Couperin, played by Vlado Perlemuter (who was without doubt one of the best interpreters of Ravel’s music). Due to ill health, the French composer Maurice Ravel had been exempted from military service when he was a young man. Ravel was 39 years old when the First World War began and was determined to do his bit. In 1915 he managed to enlist in an artillery unit as a truck and ambulance driver. In the thick of the fighting, Ravel suffered from exhaustion and insomnia. Eventually his health broke down and in September 1916, suffering from dysentery, he had to have surgery. Ravel’s convalescence was prolonged by depression, caused by the loss of numerous friends on the battlefield.

Prior to the war, Ravel had started writing a suite of French dances for piano, as a homage to 18th century French composers, and in particular Francois Couperin. Hence the title of the piece: Le Tombeau de Couperin. This translates literally as ‘The tomb of Couperin’. However, it should not be taken as meaning a burial place in this context, as there is a long French tradition of using the term tombeau for a piece written by a composer for an admired colleague. During his convalescence, Ravel finished his Le Tombeau de Couperin, and dedicated each of its six sections to friends who had been killed in the war. Thus the piece took on a much more personal feel. Ravel was criticised for composing a light-hearted and sometimes reflective work rather than a sombre one. He replied: “The dead are sad enough, in their eternal silence.” And so onto the Toccata, the 6th section, dedicated “To the memory of Captain Joseph de Marliave” – Joseph de Marliave was killed in action in August 1914. The premiere of Le Tombeau de Couperin was given at the Salle Gaveau on April 11, 1919, by Marguerite Long, who was not only a prominent performer of Ravel’s works but also the widow of Joseph de Marliave. Take it away Vlado…

Bach’s Passion according to Saint Matthew needs no introduction. Here’s the opening part of it…
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Brexit and Frexit Whatsit

This weekend has seen Acte 43, the 43rd consecutive weekend of gilets jaunes protests. These protests take place all over France, and during Acte 43 some of the most heavy-handed policing took place in Rouen and Montpellier…

The number of yellow vest protestors going out on the streets is now well down on what it was during the first six months of these protests. At my local autoroute roundabout there had been about 30 or so gilets jaunes protesting there every Saturday, since this all kicked off last November. The gilets jaunes were there in all weathers throughout the winter. Their protest ended in early July. This was due in part to the exhaustion factor, but also laws passed that now make the roadside protests illegal. A large number of gilets jaunes have been arrested and prosecuted and jailed under these harsh new laws. People are afraid.

A large part of what the gilets jaunes movement is about is Frexit (‘austerity’ and neo-liberalism is official EU policy, and all member states have to follow it). The gilets jaunes have been closely watching events in the UK, and all the utterly bizaare Brexit shenanigans (“you can check out but you can never leave”). I could really go into one about all this, but I don’t have the energy at the moment. Instead, here’s a Spiked podcast from last Friday, covering the extraordinary events in the UK Parliament this week. The Spiked team are lefty Brexiteers, as I am…

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Freddie Mercury – born 73 years ago today

For a Wikipedia page, Freddie’s one is fairly accurate, and if interested you can find it here.

I haven’t posted much on this blog recently, despite the fact that there’s an absolute mountain of historical stuff happening at the moment; not just in the UK and France, but all around the world.

It’s easy to become a bit burnt-out with it all; but always onwards and upwards, Carruthers!

Despite his stage persona, Freddie Mercury was a very introverted and shy person (Audrey Hepburn also comes into this category), and yet he lived his life at 100 miles-an-hour. Here’s one of what I think was Freddie’s best…

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Epstein’s ‘Little Black Book’

The MSM coverage of the supposed suicide last weekend of the earlier convicted paedophile Jeffrey Epstein has been embarrassing, to say the least. This from the BBC:

Just hours after the high-profile financier Jeffrey Epstein was found dead on Saturday, unsubstantiated theories about his death began to gain traction online

And likewise from the Guardian:

Jeffrey Epstein’s apparent suicide in a US federal jail has launched a range of conspiracy theories online, fuelled by Epstein’s ties to princes, politicians and other famous and powerful people

Notice how alike the narrative is here, which I would say goes to show that two once respected UK media organisations are now nothing more than tentacles of a mafia state known as the USA. The MSM really have gone beyond a joke (a joke very familiar to anyone who used to live in the old Soviet Union), but thankfully the so-called ‘alternate media’ grows ever bigger (which is why the psychopaths who rule us are trying to heavily censor the internet) and there’s been a vast amount of sane commentary about Epstein’s supposed suicide. I’m not going to try to add to that commentary, except to say that last Friday, the day before Epstein apparently committed suicide, a federal court in New York made public a slew of documents from a 2015 defamation case involving Epstein. These court documents are a fascinating read and if interested you can find them here. I want to hone in on just one of these documents, which is Epstein’s contacts book, which you can find here. It’s all in alphabetical order by surname, so just think of any big name you want and see if they’re in Epstein’s ‘little black book’ (you’ll find the likes of Tony Blair, Peter Mandelson, Alastair Campbell and Mick Jagger in there, along with a whole host of other celebs); and bear in mind that a decade ago Epstein was arrested and then convicted of paedophile crimes.

It all smacks of Jimmy Savile again, and once again the cockroaches in the media will do everything they can to sweep it under the carpet.

We really do need the modern day equivalent of the Nuremburg trials.

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