Beware the Ides of March

Yesterday, the 15th day of the month, was the Ides of March, which became notorious as the date of the assassination of Julius Caesar, making the Ides of March a turning point in Roman history.

Yesterday was also a blue sky day here in south west France. Although it’s very rural where we are, above us is a major aviation highway. You can’t hear the jets going over, because they are too high, but on a clear day you can see the planes, which are going to Spain, Portugal, North Africa and trans-Atlantic. Yesterday that glorious blue sky was practically empty. It reminded me of a Tuesday many years ago, when I was in central London doing a survey at an office block just across from Victoria Station. It was the first time I’d ever seen the skies above my home city completely empty of planes.

As with 9/11, we are going through a major reset at the moment – history in the fast lane. I’m not going to dwell on this, because events are still rapidly unfolding with breathtaking speed. I’ll just say that the Resistance here in France continues unabated, despite the Frankenstein flu, and the gilets jaunes were out on the streets this weekend in their tens of thousands, despite a government ban against gatherings of more than 100 people. The gilets jaunes were marking Acte 70, the 70th consecutive week of protests against ‘austerity’ and neoliberalism.

I’m also not going to add to the tidal wave of fear porn that’s going around at the moment. Instead, let’s have some uplifting music; well, there’s a bit of a back story to this one: Steve Harley formed the group Cockney Rebel in the early 1970s. Harley hails from my neck of the woods, south London (my cousin went to school with Steve Harley and they were mates). Harley was a bit of an egomaniac and a very difficult customer. During the early days of Cockney Rebel all of the original band members walked out. The band’s biggest hit, Make Me Smile, was done with session musicians, and even these walked out during the recording of the song. Harley had to get in further session musicians to finish recording the track, which went to the number-one spot in the UK charts and was a hit worldwide. Listening to the song you wouldn’t believe the acrimony that lays behind it.

So, grab your toilet rolls and dance around the room in your Hazmat suit while listening to this. Santé…

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Happy Birthday Dear Sergei

Last week marked the second anniversary of the Salisbury poisonings, when Sergei Skripal, a former Russian military intelligence officer, and his daughter Yulia were supposedly poisoned by a Novichok nerve agent. The official narrative of the Salisbury poisonings is so ridiculous it defies belief, yet the presstitutes did not question anything and reported the government line as fact. The Salisbury poisonings were yet another of those “We’re in trouble” moments, in the sense that it starkly highlighted that the rule of law is no more and we are now in authoritarianism. The three decades or so of the post-war consensus have gone down the tubes, and now the psychopaths are firmly back in the saddle.

Another stark “We’re in trouble” moment is with the present coronavirus scare; once again whipped-up into a frenzy by the presstitutes. What the psychopaths are trying to do with the Frankenstein flu is anyone’s guess. My guess is that it’s being used to mask the inevitable global financial melt down and the civil unrest that will follow. And talking of civil unrest, this weekend marked Acte 69, the 69th consecutive week of gilets jaunes protests. Numbers were down on previous weeks, yet there were still a large number of protestors on the streets in towns and cities all over France. Here’s a clip of the protest in Paris on Saturday afternoon…

You might note that no one is wearing a coronavirus face mask. Face masks only come out when the police start using tear gas. As well as the gilets jaunes, on Saturday night and Sunday tens of thousands of demonstrators took to the streets of Paris and other cities around France to mark International Women’s day. The police steamed straight in with tear gas. In fact the brutality against these women protestors was quite breathtaking. It was another of those “We’re in trouble” moments. This clip was taken at the Place de la République metro station in Paris…

On Sunday evening President Macron held an emergency meeting to decide what further measures should be taken to combat the coronavirus – the Frankenstein flu comes in rather handy when the plebs are in a state of revolt. Amongst other things, France has now banned gatherings of more than 1000 people. My guess is that the very angry French won’t take a blind bit of notice of this ban.

May you live in interesting times.

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Coronavirus Conspiracy

This week saw the start of Julian Assange’s extradition hearing, which is taking place at Woolwich Magistrates Court in London. There’s been barely any coverage of this in the mainstream media, a court hearing that’s like something out of a 1930s Stalinist show trial; and talking of legal stuff, this week all the lawyers in France went on strike (there’s been fights between the lawyers and police – you can find video of it online)…

The lawyers are the latest to join a massive wave of protests in France (news of which has been almost entirely censored by the MSM), protests that started in early 2016 and over the last year or so have reached historic proportions; and it’s not only France: over the last year there’s been large scale protests in countries all over the world. This is a small sample:

Army of tractors descends on Spanish city for mass protest

Canada hit by new rail and road barricades in wake of indigenous arrests

Algeria protests: One year since anti-gov’t rallies began

India Just Staged The Biggest Strike In History As 200 Million Workers Took To The Streets

Over 2 Million Protest Chile’s Pinochet-Era Pension System

Lebanon protesters pour back onto streets as night falls

Although there’s various issues that ignite each of these protests, what binds them together is that people all around the world have had enough of ‘austerity’ and neoliberalism. There were also a lot of large protests in China last year, against the shocking air pollution in many of the cities (and these protests in China can also be said to be against neoliberalism), and one of the biggest demonstrations was in the city of Wuhan.

The psychopaths who rule us must be shitting themselves when they see the plebs so discontented. It’s pitchfork time, folks! but not if the psychopaths can help it: cue the Frankenstein flu, which apparently started in Wuhan last December and has now spread all over the world. Many people think that the coronavirus is a fake pandemic, and I’m inclined to agree with that view. All you have to look at is the total coronavirus hysteria being pumped out by the presstitutes, and look at the lock-down of huge numbers of people and enforced quarantine. There’s never been anything like this before with previous flu scares, and particularly since coronavirus has only killed a tiny fraction of people when compared to normal seasonal flu, and as with seasonal flu, coronavirus only badly effects the old and those with vulnerable medical conditions. It’s not only the presstitutes who are in hype overdrive, it’s also the big social media companies. I’ve never done a search on YouTube for ‘coronavirus’, or looked at many videos about it, yet on the YouTube landing page this is what gets pushed to me as ‘breaking news’ (it’s French language because I live in France, which incidentally reported the first cases of coronavirus in Europe)…

In the last week or so the presstitutes have been muttering that coronavirus might cause another global financial crash; but anyone who takes an interest in these matters knows that for a number of years now we’ve been due for another mega financial crash. This seems to be a chicken and egg scenario: will the coronavirus cause the economic crash? or has coronavirus been engineered to mask the economic crash and keep the angry plebs under control with enforced lock-downs and quarantine?

As I type this on a Friday afternoon, the end of the working week, stock markets worldwide are collapsing at the fastest rate in history. Some people think that coronavirus is a scam, that the psychopaths will make huge sums of money out of a crashing stock market, and then next week or whenever the World Health Organisation (which is as corrupt as hell) will announce that the crisis is over and the markets will go back to business as usual.

Whatever the truth behind it all, over the coming days and weeks you might have to hold onto your hat.

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A Potpourri – Rigged UK Elections and Driving Tests in California

Further to my post about the rigged UK general election last December, if interested you can find really good further information about it all here.

So, how do I go from a rigged general election to driving tests in California..? Hmm, I suppose I could refer to a recent broadcast of Jonesy’s Jukebox, which featured Midge Ure, who amongst other things talked with Steve Jones about taking a driving test in California. It’s a fascinating 30 minute broadcast that I’ll include at the end of this post. Before I get onto that let me briefly relay my own experience of taking a driving test in California, which is now three decades ago:

Back in 1988, my older sister Sue, my cousin Andrew and myself found ourselves living in San Francisco. Our home on the corner of Taraval Street, in the west of San Francisco, was one of three 1st floor apartments above a computer games shop. Taraval is a main shopping street; steep, with two sets of tram lines that run down the gradient in a series of roller coaster humps that are a common feature of San Francisco. From our apartment the roller coaster ran west for ten blocks until it levelled out and ended at Ocean Beach, which is pounded by the Pacific waves (most times it’s too cold/dangerous to swim there). Six blocks to the south of us was San Francisco Zoo and Lake Merced, a lake formed by the San Andreas fault line. To the north lay the Golden Gate Park, and to the east was Twin Peaks and Diamond Heights, the mountainous area that almost cuts San Francisco in half, separating the mostly residential districts of the city from the downtown area. Our district was called Sunset; a very apt name, because when the fog was not obscuring the view the sunsets over the Pacific could be spectacular.

We were only a stone’s throw away from the San Andreas fault line and the experts had predicted a big earthquake for that very summer (as it turned out, the big earthquake struck San Francisco the following year, 1989). We often thought an earthquake was about to happen, but in a matter of seconds the trembling began to die away. It was only a tram car passing down Taraval Street on its way to Ocean Beach. When the trams went by, which they did frequently, and that gentle rumble started, we were never quite sure that it wasn’t the start of the ‘big one’. Things were definitely stirring below our feet. There had already been some mild earthquake tremors since our arrival in San Francisco.

During all this I thought it would be fun to take a driving test in California. We had an old beat-up Japanese coupe which was costing us a lot to insure, because all we had were UK driving licences. So, I arrived at the driving test center in downtown San Fran, in an old beat-up car that probably wouldn’t pass any safety tests in Europe. A big black guy with a clipboard got in the passenger seat beside me. He loved my English accent. I drove the car around two blocks in downtown San Fran, before pulling up again outside the test center. “You’ve got it, man”, said my adjudicator, and shortly after I was issued with a California driving license that I still hold to this day.

Back to Midge Ure on Jonesy’s Jukebox. Steve Jones was the lead guitarist in the Sex Pistols, and despite having very little musical experience he was quite good at it. The Sex Pistols only ever made one studio album, called Never Mind the Bollocks, released in 1977. The rest, as they say, is history. After various projects, in 2004 Steve Jones began hosting a programme on a Los Angeles radio station, called Jonesy’s Jukebox. He’s been going ever since on various LA radio stations, and the list of guests is stellar. I should also add that recently Steve Jones, now well into his 60s, has had serious heart problems, but he continues to broadcast.

So, with regard to rigged elections, and all the rest of it, I would venture that there’s been a corporate coup d’etat over the last forty years. None of what Steve Jones and Midge Ure did all those decades ago would be allowed today. The western world is now in a very tightly controlled corporate clampdown. There’s no longer any real art, or any real thought, or any real political expression. Listen to this very entertaining and informative recent talk between Midge Ure and Steve Jones and see what you think…

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Gilets Jaunes Acte 64

I’ve been quiet on this blog for the last month. All I can say is that the world is now such a crazy place that sometimes you need a break from it in order to retain your own sanity… but let’s get back in the saddle, and of course what’s going on in France:

Sixty four consecutive weeks of major protest by the gilets jaunes (yellow vests); plus we’ve just had a six week general strike; the longest in French history; but still the Macron government stays limpet-like in power. I would venture that this shows that the corporate coup d’etat over the last four decades is now just about complete. I’ll save my rant about it all for another time. Instead, here’s some clips of what’s been going on in France today, Saturday 1st February. These are all short clips – mobile phone footage – just to give you a flavour of what’s been happening today. I’ll start with Paris…

Rouen (lacrymogène means ‘tear gas’. You will see it mentioned a lot in these video clips)…


Again, Montpellier…



And back to Paris again…

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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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