Author: Andrew Livingstone

Born in a stone-flagged under-dwelling, in an obscure Yorkshire village. Funded for grammar school by my aunt, worked variously in HM Customs, the London Met Police and switched careers into fire-resistant glazing in 1984. Back in 1974, like C.S. Lewis, I had come to the conclusion that 'Christians are wrong, but all the rest are bores'. Worked for a spell in Israel, and understood why the 'Austrian asylum-seeker''s final solution did not succeed. Confronted now with the practical outworking of the Coudenhove-Kalergi Plan, I see that my country was sleep-walked into the undemocratic oligarchy of Brussels. My country is too rich in noble history to remain subordinate to these malevolent, avaricious souls with hearts blacker than a witch's hat. The Rastafarian motto comes to mind - 'those who are in earnest are not afraid of consequences.' A root-and-branch change back to true local democracy is the only way. This will not be an easy road but those who see clearly know that we must make this corrupt system unworkable, this country of ours ungovernable in its present form. This is not an incitement to insurrection as an objective; instead we lay the foundations of a FAIR, JUST and FREE society. Join us if you dare - our contact details are on the other page..
Globalist

Boredom versus Melodrama

Andrew Livingstone

All business heads in Europe seem to be standing with bated breath, waiting for some seismic ‘shock’, if, after four and a half years of debating, demanding, delaying and dithering, the dis-United Kingdom should FINALLY manage to wriggle out of the EU’s clutches. Isn’t there more to this life than money? Those of us who can remember  Anderson shelters, Ration Books and margarine instead of butter might have a more prosaic view. Still, somehow, I’m having some difficulty in fully trusting that BoJo will find the backbone to actually walk away without conceding more than ECHR and EAW (G-d knows, those are not compatible with English values, and don’t get me started on a regime which can countenance the rendition and detention of Noakes and Thyer for the ‘heinous crime’ of developing a cure for many cancerous tumours without first obtaining permission from the demi-gods of the MHRA).

I refer readers once more to Mark Curtis’s book ‘Secret Affairs’; I’ve loaned out my copy but it still sits uncomfortably alongside Booker & North’s ‘The Great Deception’.. and let’s not assume, either, that the Hochstaplerei are going to turn down the opportunity to keep nibbling away at the perimeters of Britannia.

An American commentator of some gravitas and experience has prophesied that, within the next generation, two things are distinctly probable – a) the final dissolution of the ‘pink’ bits of Commonwealth on our world atlases, and b) the return of the Six Counties to their Irish fold. At least the latter development would resolve the matter of that ‘mid-sea backstop’ notion.

Medicinal

A Recipe for home-made Quinine

Andrew Livingstone

Hydroxychloroquine, sold (by Big Pharma) under the brand name Plaquenil among others, is a medication used to prevent and treat malaria in areas where malaria remains sensitive to chloroquine. Other uses include treatment of rheumatoid arthritis, lupus, and porphyria. It is taken by mouth, often in the form of hydroxychloroquine sulphate.[2]

 Hydroxychloroquine is said to have been studied to prevent and treat coronavirus disease 2019 (COVID‑19), but we are being told that all clinical trials of that formulation conducted during 2020 found it is ‘ineffective and may cause dangerous side effects‘. It proved good enough, however, to be administered to our Prime Minister earlier this year, when he was in a pickle [3][4][5][6]

Quinine alone, on the other hand is a totally natural medication, derived from the bark of the cinchona tree, which is native to the Andean forests of western South America. It has been historically ‘sought after’ for its medicinal value, and was probably brought to Europe by the Spanish, at a time when they were being unkind to the local population there. It proved to be an effective treatment against malaria, which made it of great economic and political importance.

Whenever you feel a chest cold coming on or just feel grotty, make your own Quinine. It is easily made, out of the peelings of grapefruits and lemons …but, especially grapefruits.

Here is the recipe – you can take this concoction during the day…or you can make a ‘tea’ out of it and drink it all day.

To make your very own Quinine:

You will need the rind of 2-3 grapefruits or lemons

Taking the peel only, cover it with water to about 3 inches above the peels. Put a glass lid on your pot if you have one  – (a metal one is OK if you don’t) – and let it simmer for about 2 hours.

Do not take the lid off the pot until it cools completely, as this would allow some Quinine essence to escape in the steam.

You can sweeten the Quinine ‘tea’ with honey or sugar since it does taste bitter. Take 1 tablespoon every couple of hours to bring up phlegm from your lungs. Discontinue this just as soon as you get better.

This should allay your fears about this ‘virus’ because you now have the defence against that – and many other things. If you can also take zinc in tablet form (available from any herbal chemist) with this recipe, the zinc will propel the Quinine into your cells for a much faster healing process.

Or you can just accept the ‘unproven‘ vaccination, which has just arrived in the nick of time, and continue to wear those’ ineffective‘ masks for the next four years, since the Chancellor’s forecast is that it will take until 2125 to get our national budget back into any sort of decent shape.