Since globalisation (aka fascism not capitalism) everything seems to be going to
the dogs for the vast majority of us. The system is configured to
benefit multi-nationals and governments and we're just work units to be fed whatever they think we'll swallow.
Cameron was photographed today eating hand-made pies from a
specialist English producer in an effort to convince us that all is well and he'd eat horse but I bet he wouldn't risk eating an
Everyday Value type of pie; neither would Paterson. The politicians are conflating different issues in an effort to diffuse the argument and media coverage.
One other thing occurs to me in all this talk of false labelling, criminal conspiracy or contamination and that is the suffering of the slaughtered animals. The end
doesn't justify the means. Like many aspects of our political system,
animal welfare demands a radical solution; we shouldn't turn a blind eye to
the suffering that goes on in order to put a meal on our plates; the shoes on our feet; the cosmetics on our lips, and the medicines for our pains.
England, and Great Britain in total, is becoming a very claustrophobic
country with its disregard for the fundamentals of life while giving
precedence to petty regulation: something radical is needed before the
screws are tightened so much that we can no longer breathe. The
European Parliament is already debating whether political parties with
whose views they disagree (ie those that don't support the EU project)
should be funded.
I occasionally feel envious of those mediaeval, disenfranchised serfs whose huts were
torched by villainous overlords: at least the serfs were allowed weapons
and so could defend themselves. We, on the other hand, have 'progressed' and so have one vote every five years with a choice between the Marx Brothers or the Crazy Gang.
For a brief second, one day in 2010, I thought Cameron and Hague might be part of a Trojan Horse intent on bringing down the EU from within but nothing I've seen since has persuaded me from my original thinking. We have placemen, not government, they're just following orders and they're fully signed up to the NWO. The strange thing is, I'm pretty sure the Nuremberg Trials said 'just following orders' was no defence.
Nevertheless, those in power makes the rules.
I look at the lack of protest in our country and I wonder what happened to the Poll Tax rioters: whither has it gone, their glory and their dream? (apols to Wordsworth). I guess the answer is that they've gone into local government, quangos, trades unions, ngos, charities and central government.
Stock up and arm yourselves with cricket bats or take to the streets of SW1 is my advice.
Welcome to an 'inch of difference'. "This inch in which we live." Richard Neville, Oz, 1971.
"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."
Thursday, 14 February 2013
Tightening The Screws
Labels:
Agenda 21,
As You Don't Like It,
BNP,
Cameron,
Common Purpose,
Conservative Party,
EP,
EU,
Food,
Going to Hell in a Handcart,
Labour,
Labour Party,
LibDems,
NWO,
UKIP,
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