Globalist

Coronavirus – to be, or not to be?

It is becoming quite obvious that the present government is floundering over this so-called ‘medical emergency’. There are several medical staff who are now speaking out and telling the truth, even at the risk of incurring the wrath of their ’employer’, about what is, or more likely, isn’t happening in their hospitals. Many hundreds of medical practitioners, surgeons, nursing staff are expressing doubts as to what we are being sold as a ‘pandemic’. Attached is a link to a lengthy report from yet another experienced COVID Physician (who wisely, perhaps), does not disclose his/her name.

Please do take the time to read and digest this material, before sharing it as widely as possible..

https://thecritic.co.uk/the-covid-physicians-true-coronavirus-timeline/

We cannot speak for the rest of society generally, but there is no way we in the UK should stand by and allow our economy to be decimated, our working lives to be hijacked, our children’s education to be disrupted and suffer our personal dignity to be affronted, just to satisfy the grandiose cravings of the self-styled ‘establishment elite – 1%’ to rule the 99%.

The ‘Great Reset’ can be re-shaped into the ‘Great Upset’ if we all work together to expose this ‘pandemic’ for what it is – a false flag event. Please SHARE this link far and wide..

Globalist

*SWFQW

It took me a while to understand exactly what the man was saying, who was recently interviewed in a live-stream on YouTube, but eventually I got it:

* Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars     

It turned out to be an intriguing booklet, less than 60 pages long, and I was able to buy a copy online. [ISBN 978-1-58509-380-9]

The first few pages go about debating the origins of the text, the crux of the matter being whether it originated back in the 1950s in the USA, or later. William Cooper, author of ‘Behold a Pale Horse‘ mentions the existence of the text in that book. Cooper, a former Naval Intelligence Officer with clearance to access Top Secret material, wrote

“I read Top Secret documents which made it clear that ‘Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars’ is in essence the doctrine which was adopted by the Policy Committee of the Bilderberg Group at their first known meeting back in 1954. A copy was found in 1969 – in the possession of Naval Intelligence.”

In places the text makes for pretty hard going, broadly with many comparisons to electrical circuitry, to explain the philosophy behind the content. Interestingly, its origins evolved, not across the pond, but right here in the UK, via Operations Research [OR] where it was to form a strategic and tactical methodology, developed by military management in England during World War II – (a bit like 5G, then?).

The theme is that, unlike military weapons, which are intended to intimidate and thus subdue their intended target, it is quite possible to achieve the same ends by setting up and developing a totally predictable economy, which would have the same effect, bringing down the lower class elements of society, to be house-trained, broken and given a yoke to bear, coupled with long-term social duties from a very early age. (Getting any clues yet?)

In order to achieve such docile conformity, the family unit should be broken down, disintegrated by getting the parents increasingly preoccupied with unproductive social and private activities, putting pressure onto them by financial constraints, e.g. by shift work alongside increased cost of living, also then the establishment of ‘day-care’ centres for the young of those families.

The quality of education to be offered to the lower classes should be of the poorest sort, so that a moat of ignorance would isolate them from the superior ‘elite’ class. Such a planned handicap would leave even the brighter of their offspring with little chance of extricating themselves from mundane slavery.

Almost like a type of biological warfare, preoccupation with time-wasting pursuits (MZ – FB?) would be aimed at sapping the vitality, the options and the mobility of such a society by knowingly understanding, manipulating and eroding their sources of natural and social energy, ultimately their physical, mental and emotional being.

If you are, by now, beginning to make some associations with aspects of our 21st century society, you may be shocked to find that this concept was spotted and cunningly exploited some 250 years back. I’m sure most of us are familiar with the name Rothschild [German = Red Shield] which has become synonymous with almost fabulous wealth. Here’s why.

         “Give me control over a nation’s currency, and I care not who makes its laws”

was the maxim of one Mayer Amschel Rothschild (1743 – 1812) . This man was cunning enough to identify a missing passive component of economic theory – ‘economic inductance‘ we call it today, but what Rothschild had identified was the use of the basic principles of power, influence and control – and how to apply it to the financial situation of the sheeple. The principle is – “when you assume the appearance of power, people soon give it to you“. (Do we have a current-day example of this principle anywhere??)

He saw that being able to offer currency or deposit loan accounts afforded him the appearance of status and power that would induce people into surrendering their REAL wealth in exchange for a promise of greater wealth. The ‘client’ would put up real collateral in exchange for a loan of ‘promissory’ notes. (Ring any bells yet?) Rothschild found that he could gamble on issuing more promissory notes than he actually had backing for, so long as he had SOMEONE’s stock of gold to convince his client to invest.

He loaned his promissory notes both to individuals and to governments, which would, of course, create over-confidence. His next step was then to make money scarce, tighten control of the system and collect the collateral through pressure of the contractual obligation.

So much for the background: let’s now fast-forward to the end of World War II, our good King George VI had not been gone three months, when a obscure little Frenchman wrote the following to a personal friend in a letter dated 30th April 1952. The text is well enough known, but we repeat it here as a reminder.

“Europe’s nations should be guided towards the super-state without their people realising what is happening. This can be achieved by successive steps each disguised as having some ‘economic’ benefit, but which will eventually and irreversibly lead to ‘federation'” (My italics)

He was Jean Monnet [1888-1979], who came to be regarded as a Founding Father of the European Union. Those of you who are in any doubt that such duplicity could possibly lie behind those lovely souls in charge in Brussels have clearly still to read ‘The Great Deception‘ by Booker & North [ISBN – 978-1-4729-3966-1] – a 615-page crime thriller, where every notion, comment and trick is identified, itemised and verified by date and time.

Just now our nation stands, in a state of complete ennui,  at the conclusion of more than three years of total time-wasting, as all elements of government and opposition, in total disregard for the electorate who sent them to occupy the priviliged green benches, are wriggling vigorously to extricate themselves from a decision hanging over them, like Damocles’s sword.

To put it more simply for the ‘Remoaners’ among us, all those ‘leaders’ who, from Heath, Wilson, Major, Blair and Brown, through to May and Johnson, are STILL wriggling on the hook, truly “the love of Monnet is the root of all evil”. I have a sneaky feeling that very shortly, all the doom-mongers will be crawling back under their respective rocks, as our nation realises that, as in World War II, this Quiet World War III can be overcome – by simply walking away from a bloated, self-important (but right now very nervous) oligarchy, which will then be shown to have absolutely ZERO AUTHORITY .

 

 

 

 

 

 

European Union, Globalist

‘Nil desperandum carborundum’*

A pertinent comment appeared on ‘Strategian’ [YouTube] this week –

“Brexit is the EU’s influenza – ITALEXIT is its terminal cancer.”

Yet the Tory pantomime rolls on.. everyone you speak to these days is absolutely sick to the back teeth of this quisling PM and her puppet masters. No-one seems to want to mention that, after DC had spent £9+m of your and my taxes, sending out his ‘Why we should all vote REMAIN’ instruction manual, there were 138 of his Blue MPs who actually agreed with the democratic vote to LEAVE. His decision to quit was one thing, his decision to put ‘party’ interests before the public interests has now probably consigned his precious Tories to oblivion.

More than two and a half years on, SWAMBO** seems determined to follow the EU model, “keep the little sods voting until they produce the result which Brussels needs” – it’s the Eire situation all over again. Are we not going to  actually respect the legal ‘default’ statute position and leave with ‘NO DEAL’? Those to whom this is a ‘nightmare scenario’, are probably far too young to remember the last time that Junckers tried to break the nation’s spirit.

By the way, may we also draw your attention to the work of one ‘Gemma O’Doherty‘, who, bless her,  is regularly live-streaming from the Emerald Isle, and who is finding considerable support in her work to be rid of the Brussels tentacles over there – and the inherent corruption which comes with them. Where would be the ‘Back-stop’ problem after IREXIT?

We need a change: it’s no use just swapping the pieces on the board for different-coloured ones, the present game must be scrapped and real local democracy introduced. See http://harrogateagenda.org.uk for our SIX DEMANDS.

Email – cpr4d@livingstones.uk for details of our work.

* Don’t let the b******s grind you down  ** She Who Always Must Be Obeyed

 

Brexit, European Union

“If you follow what I May mean..”

With a hat-tip to The Slogger – from La Belle France

This morning I was up, out and away early to visit my local tax office. The word ‘local’ is more of a received metaphor than a fact – it takes 40 minutes to drive there. As from January 6th, it’s moving to somewhere 50 minutes away, but this is only a temporary arrangement. After that – some time in 2020 – it’s moving to another place that is two and a half hours drive from here.

I went there because today is a working day, and the internet site promised they were open, so I followed that advice. They weren’t.

The tax I went to pay had been €719 in 2015. Today it is €1488. I went in person not to talk to the fonctionnaires about that, but rather because so far – (a) they have taken directly from my bank account €1360 – (b) then sent me a letter saying there would be a supplement of €128 and then – (c) sent me a bill for €1488. But the person in charge of updating the website’s opening hours forgot to do it.

Last week, a large UK financial institution sent me a letter by express mail saying that I had £00.00 in its Online Saver Account and this had attracted £00.00 interest, which sort of follows. Six months ago they renewed a smart card, and sent it by express for me to sign. I don’t have a Savings Smart Card with them, so that doesn’t follow at all.

Now all of these events will have the AI (artificial intelligence) mob jess a-whoopin’ an’ a-hollerin’ for their product….except that AI is briefed by human intelligence. Human intelligence is not the same as logic, emotional intelligence or compassion, because most bureaucrats lack some of that, and pointy-head geeks lack all of it. Sadly, they are the people briefing the AI software into the robots.

So very soon, nothing will follow. Do you follow?

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I was quite surprised to learn yesterday that Germany has formally recognized a third gender. This is because I still speak a sprained-to-fractured form of German, and  it has always had three genders – der, die and das – he, she and it.

But the move is to do with people, not language: as from yesterday, Deutschland is once again ‘über alles’ in that it now has three types of citizen – male, female and diverse.

In a previous outing, The Third Reich also had had three typologies of humanity: Aryanische, Untermenschen and Jüdische. It was like the Cleese and Two Ronnies sketch about social status, but with fewer laughs and more concentration camps. However, exceptional Nipponese people with yellow faces were designated honorary Aryans.

Most German ideas do not end well. This has been particularly true of the beloved Führerprinzip that gave us the Austrian asylum-seeker and Merkel – and equally of their open welcome to Islamic refugees, whom Berlin sees as the next generation of Gästarbeiter – whereas the general citizenry has its doubts.

A German bloke who on Monday drove his van into a crowd of Muslims has been designated a ‘Xenophobic killer’ by the media. But the Islamic knife nutter who yesterday severely injured three Brits in Manchester has been filed under ‘possibly terror related’. He was yelling “Allah u Aqbar” – which could just be a major clue to his motive.

‘Migrants’ (a form of behaviour now rapidly becoming a slightly more active form of vagrancy) are eyeing up Blighty as yet another land where welfare is readily available. Desperate infant asylum seekers, unaccompanied by adults, are heading for Britain in droves, and so our Home Secretary Avid Rabid has returned home from his safari jaunt holiday, and immediately ordered two HM Naval destroyers to take up positions in the Channel, because his enemies in the Tory Party forced him to do so.

He appeared to think that the ships were being deployed to stop criminals from smuggling rings into England. However, The Slog can exclusively reveal that, actually, the issue is the smuggling of discerning criminals, not rings.

Having realized that there were not always nice people involved in this issue, Belovid Jihavid said he doubted the motives of those unwilling to accept the first safe haven they found, and affirmed that the sending of warships to the area would send a strong message to those migrants who would, naturally, be processed in the normal way on arrival in Britain.

The discernment of these ne’er-do-wells is to be admired given that – just like those who rejected Greece, Hungary and Italy on their way towards Germany – they have not allowed their desperation to lower their level of aspiration. Having found France less than welcoming, they now stoically sail towards our Sceptred Isles.

Surely it is our duty to welcome shrewd folk with open arms. Our banking system, for example, will always have vacancies for those with such an obviously ambitious focus.

Do you follow?

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That sort of gritty determination is what sets Theresa May apart from the general run of political leader, because she and she alone alone leads by following.

Our Prime Minister has been following EU leaders around from Pilau to Positano – from the yacht moorings of the Virgin Islands to the deregulated sands of the Bahamas – in an unstinting and unsparing pursuit of the unspeakable. Indeed, such has been her indefatigable prostration, NASA has decided to rename its next Voyager Probe ‘ComeWhatMay’ – in recognition of her ability to find a lump of ice somewhere way beyond Pluto, and conclude that it is warming to her Chequers Plan.

Optimistic as ever, I present here the full text of her New Year’s message in the hope that somebody somewhere waiting for a pension, a bus, an operation, a Brexit, a direction or a star to fall – might find inspiration in her avowed exculpation:

“My fellow Britannic Europeans, we must now come together and follow each other in order to turn the third sharp corner that lies ahead, leading directly back to where we were before my spineless predecessor asked The People what they wanted, and they gave the wrong answer. You followed your own personal thoughts, adding up to a risible majority. And where did that get us? Getting on for three years of chaos before reason prevailed.

“So now is the time to follow a leader who follows all the important leaders and ignores divisive extremists. Now is the time to Leave on a bold new journey with zero risk – and Remain in the safety of our port of departure, minus only the cargo and the Captain”.

The choice is yours, fellow citizens. Do you follow?

Brexit, European Union, Political

‘A Merry Brexmas and a Deja vu Year’

Posted with permission from the writer, John Ward

The early Christmas present you’ve all been waiting for: the complete print out and keep guide to Theresa May’s Long & Winding rock n roll Road Show to nowhere.

Theresa May has learned nothing from her General Election débacle. Strong and Stable as a mantra has been replaced by The only deal available that defends British jobs gives us back control of our borders and honours the 2016 Referendum. It’s longer, but none the wiser.

Its other flaw is in being completely false. As a threader here remarked yesterday, “She has negotiated a Withdrawal Agreement which is neither a withdrawal nor an agreement”. That is indeed true. But as ever, she is convinced that if she repeats it enough, people will come to believe in it.

If only I could be nicer about the rentagobs who disagree with her. I watched yesterday morning as Baron Astonish burbled on at Adam Boulton: it was the Baron’s best illustration yet that he is a man in need of mental help. He discussed six separate aspects of the Whadawedonext debate, and concluded for each, “This is the sole reason we are in this mess”. To be able to divide one into six and get one as the answer is as certain a sign as you’ll ever see of madness.

The equally bald but even more gobby bloke standing next to Admonish was not so much mad as muddled. He was, he insisted, a believer in democracy, and thus felt the Second Referendum was the only way to go. Boulton needled him only slightly on this obvious cognitive dissonance before Baldy2 said – in a zero irony response – that “What we need is for the People to decide what sort of Second Referendum they need”.

“You see Minister,” said Sir Humphrey, “the People need to tell themselves what kind of referendum they need by voting about what they want to say next time, prior to reaffirming in a third referendum what they said the first time.”

As the May Commons update approached yesterday, Jeremy Corbyn announced that he would call a non-binding vote of no confidence in Mrs May rather than the Government, but then almost immediately dropped the idea. Even the ghost of Sir Humphrey would struggle with that episode, but let’s see how he manages it, with his usual wry smile:

“Minister, Mr Corbyn is merely signalling that he has confidence in Mrs May’s ability to inadvertently screw the EU which he hates although for tactical reasons must pretend he likes but equally doesn’t want to be handed a crown of thorns with a chalice of poisoned wine by becoming Prime Minister just yet, and so wants to be assured that in the unlikely event of him winning such a vote of no confidence only Mrs May would go, thus leaving the Conservative Party in a pickle clumsily wrapped in fibreglass which he can then condemn at PMQs every Wednesday, however at the last minute John McDonnell told him the idea is to go for a Second Referendum and so, being a man of rigid principle, unstinting consistency – but chiefly inestimable survival wisdom – Her Majesty’s Leader of the Opposition bowed to his advisers”.

Came the hour, came the Daft Mare. Some are born to be leaders, some have leadership thrust upon them, and some steal leadership from others vastly better qualified than they. Mrs May told us that the vote she backed out of on December 11th will now take place – with Commons debates beforehand – on January 14th.

What is likely to happen between then and now, apart from Christmas?

The Prime Minister told the Commons:

“I know this House is still deeply uncomfortable about the backstop. And I understand that. And I want us to go further still in the reassurances we secure. Discussions with my EU partners – including Presidents Tusk, Juncker and others – have shown that further clarification following the Council’s conclusions is in fact possible. So discussions are continuing to explore further political and legal assurances.”

Sir Humphrey intervenes once more:

“Minister, it is important always to remember that a backstop is really nothing more than (if I might put into words what the Prime Minister said) what insurance companies never want to insure against, that is – something which seems very unlikely to happen but always does. It is clear that the Prime Minister believes – while it has been emphatically stated by Brussels that no such possibilities exist – certain plausible but meaningless clarifications might be forthcoming. This could mean, more or less, that a meaningful vote can occur on January 14th about meaningless side letters in such a manner as to reassure persons of a less than discerning nature that continuing explorations of assurances are in fact meaningful and thus likely to bring concrete meaning to hitherto and to fore ethereal considerations.”

I make only one firm and convinced prediction about what will happen in due course: somebody with gumption and a sharp mind will write a script about this saga when it finally comes to some sort of end, and Hollywood will be falling over its knickers to buy the rights*.

I nominate Helen Mirren to play May, John Slattery to play Corbyn, Corbyn to play Sir Humphrey Appleby, Diane Abbott to play silly buggers with the statistics, and Billy Bragg in a cameo role as the inevitable busker singing All Around my Hat outside the railings of Downing Street.

But while we’re waiting for that End Game, whassnext?

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Several million citizens appear to think that the next major event will be full-on Armageddon….and have begun panic buying. Apart from the likelihood of most of them being Remaindeer, I am at a loss to know why. Whatever the answer, this has hilariously coincided with a decision by Britain’s retailers to slash prices, the hard up British consumer seemingly displaying little interest thus far in the Christmas splurge. So now, websites and shops are heaving with dingbat Remain flappy-bottoms and Leave bargain hunters.

Rather than being a movie in real time, the Parliamentary process is taking on all the features of a third-rate amdram provincial pantomime. Yesterday we had “Oh yes he will/won’t!” shouted by Corbyn Labour, and today his ugly sister across the divide is taunting with “Oh no you daren’t!”, to which the Peter Pan lad isself insists, “Oh yes I do….look behind you!”

But behind She Who Must be Obeyed, the rebels have shot their bolt, and Labour knows it. Corbyn himself admits the motion will fail….and there aren’t anywhere near enough Tories prepared to put Nation before Party and vote with the Opposition. The sad reality is that, behind the Ugly Sister herself, there are 280+ equally wart-riddled Uglies who want to put off the inevitable burning of their backsides.

The Conservative Party wants to have the cake and eat it too – and those with double standards always want double helpings. What we should have is a General Election once the Withdrawal Bill fails again on January 14th. But we won’t.

Yet again however – and this is so typical of May – she has boxed herself into a corner by openly insisting several times on camera that a second referendum would not solve anything, and represent an insult to democracy. In truth, what she fears is that Leave would win another victory, and force her into a “harder” Brexit….something, as a dyed in the wool geopolitical Remainoid, she is anxious to avoid at all costs.

My suspicion is that she will try one or both of two tactics to keep the clock ticking nicely down towards Brexit-Day, by when a Government (not necessarily hers) will ask for cooperation from Labour Remainers to achieve an extension to Article 50.

First, between now and January 6th (ish), Whitehall will look – in concert with their oppos in Brussels – to come up with a form of comfort side-letter suggesting that only a plague of boils would trigger the backstop. This will be leaked to the press in its best light, and declared by both UK, European and US media as the Big Breakthrough for which we’ve all been waiting….and scrape through the Commons on the 14th.

For myself, I  don’t think a convincing ‘budge’ by the Eurocrats will be forthcoming – and even if it was, I doubt if it would have a snowball in Hell’s chance of getting a Commons majority without being so mauled, it would then be unacceptable to the Sprouts. (Bear in mind that Dominic Grieve has already clearly established Parliament’s right to add amendments and change content that alters the substance previously negotiated by Überstürmbannfuhrer Robbins in Brussels).

Second, once the Bill fails, May will (I’m sure) give yet another speech about her “unsparing” determination to carry on negotiations, hoping again to keep running down the clock.

I have a sneaking hunch, however, that behind the public facade, the Remain candidates for her job have no desire to get another year of Theresa May. I think there is every possibility that she will face a Remainer Cabinet revolt forcing her to resign (if she resigns, the Tories can have another leadership contest) – and she will give way to another Remainer PM….who will call for an extension to Article 50, get that through Parliament relatively easily, and then….and then….God only knows.

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Once the ides of March are upon us – and Brexit is looking increasingly remote – probably one or more of two major events will occur.

First, the Blairite breakaway from Corbyn Labour will probably have happened. And second, the Faragist anti-Brexit Party will almost certainly be launched.

There is also a third matter – the political career of Boris Johnson. If he were to join forces with Nigel Farage, there could be serious chance of other Tories following, and a bloc of ‘Independence’ seats created in Parliament if and when another election is called, or by elections occur.

Last but not least, there is the econo-fiscal storm still brewing around the world that might itself be triggered by eurozone crises in one for or another. That crisis is, I still maintain, infinitely more important than anything served up by a bunch of tin-pot dictators in Brussels, Strasbourg and Frankfurt.

For the time being, I recommend taking the kids to a real pantomime and forgetting Brexit entirely until Boxing Day is behind us.


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