This WW2 British veteran says the sacrifice wasnโt worth it. Thousands of good British lives were lost and ruined in Afghan and Iraq fighting for liberty and freedom of expression, only for Jeremy Vine to have Joey Barton prosecuted and found guilty for calling him a bike nonce. pic.twitter.com/TJ6XAa1bZp
"The stabbing spree was swiftly designated a Code Plato incident by senior officers, the name given to 'marauding terror attacks' – the code word was used in the wake of the Manchester synagogue stabbing."
Thanks for noting the "Glorious Revolution" of 1688, otherwise termed, the successful Dutch invasion of Britain. Since then, Britain has sent it's troops overseas to fight wars on behalf of the Dutch, Hanoverians, Prussians, but rarely, if ever, for the people of Britain.
The excuse the Elysees palace has concocted is they suspect her account may have been hackedโyet they confess itโs impossible to modify account names so they are unsure how such a hack might have occurred.
Sew… I have just finished watching episode one of season three of The Sopranos, Dear Reader. It was interesting in that it was mostly from the point of view of a crack FBI team surveilling the eponymous family, in order to place a listening device, concealed within a lamp, in the basement of their abode…ย
*It was at this point in the show, Clicky, that I realised how hungry I was, having slept late and missed lunch…*
I temporarily suspended my Soprano binge and went in search of something to eat. Unexpectedly, I spied a twin pack of chocolatey Hobnobs languishing conveniently on the shelf above the full – I checked – kettle. These were not my biscuits but Thoughtful Man’s, for his secret stash of goodies, but there they were, packaging pristine, calling to me. I don’t really like Hobnobs that much (too oaty) but I was really rather peckish. I asked Thoughtful Man, who wasn’t happy but reluctantly agreed that I could have some. I must say, a recent LoL post sprang to mind upon immediately noticing the Hobnobs. It’s one of Clicky’s collage attempts, telling a story of aliens and signals. I thought about his post whilst the kettle boiled…
*I have wondered, Clicky, if Clif High’s future forecasting through language model differentiated adequately enough between the two uses of ‘alien’, especially as the US use ‘illegal alien’, whereas we say ‘illegal immigrant’ when it comes to the recent non-extra-terrestrial invasion of our countries…*
Back in my library with a negotiated half packet of Hobnobs and a steaming cup of coffee, I thought I’d take a quick peek at X before resuming my Soprano binge, and right at the top of my read-only feed was the man himself, Tony Soprano with head in hands, illustrating a news story currently gripping the UK…
There's a million fucking surveillance cameras in London!
Dear Reader, Hadush Kebatu is the illegal immigrant, who sexually assaulted a 14 year old girl back in the summer, setting off a wave of demonstrations across the country outside of hotels that are hosting the influx of illegal immigrants, at tax-payer expense. It was a signal…
… And yesterday, the British government demonstrated its serially competent incompetence by ‘accidentally’ releasing him from prison…
BREAKING: Hadush Kebatu, the illegal in Epping who rped a 14 year old, was just "accidentally released" pic.twitter.com/5mQKI8hGgK
… So that now he’s apparently he’s made it to London, where the task of finding him appears to be akin to looking for a needle in the haystack…
9,000 rape gang cases were swept under the rug. English girls lives didn't matter. But I blame the Traitor Elite who mass-imported entire tribes of rape-culture fanatics, to rule the UK as overlords, by deliberately creating an anarcho-tyranny. The Traitor Elitesโฆ https://t.co/vZbxys7mzc
*Oh, Clicky, I haven’t got past the first episode yet! Again, spoilers!!*
I’m now going to watch episode 2 of series 3 of The Sopranos. I hope there are no more syncs tonight or it’ll take forever to finish bingeing. Dear Reader, have a Song…
So, yesterday, after having a whinge at being silenced on X (I am now officially eX-Twitter), I started my binge of Mad Men season 7 and the very first scene of the first episode was a prime example of a encountering a synchronicity. Dear Reader, it was a sync…
… Interestingly enough, that sync was reinforced by the appearance of ‘Fourth Wall’ as an answer on the episode of Pointless that Thoughtful Man and I watched whilst eating tea this evening. We’ve a backlog and only just started watching series 34 from September. EX-newsreader, Angela Rippon is in Richard’s chair, which thinking about it now is also a sync – in the above clip, Freddie is sitting in a chair pitching on behalf of Donald Draper, whose real name is Dick – but I’ve been thinking about how Freddie is essentially breaking the fourth wall as he makes his pitch to camera. I know that Peggy and I, both members of the audience, said “Wow!” at the same time; however, hers was scripted and mine wasn’t.ย
Pointless has always been a very syncy tv show for me. I have written posts ๐ This evening, Thoughtful Man asked me I’d heard that the Louvre had been robbed during the first round of the show regarding the definitions of words to do with art and artistic terms. I hadn’t heard about the robbery but then I’d been watching Mad Men all afternoon and staying off of X…
So, French ‘crown jewels’ belonging to Napoleon were brazenly stolen from the Apollo room this morning because the Louvre is under reconstruction. That puts me in mind of Clicky’s post from this week about Trump the expert on construction and reconstruction and my post from the summer syncing Trump to Apollo.
Sidenote: One of the most unfortunately effects of short-sighted actions of X toward me has been to destroy my art. My tweets no longer display, defacing Clicky’s carefully constructed story collages. What can I say, he talks in clicks…
And during my few viewings of my X feed, there have been a significant number of posts featuring Donald Trump and crowns. This one also features Times Square, famous for its huge advertisements…
Donald Trump has shared an AI-generated video of himself as a fighter pilot wearing a crown and bombing protestors with poop! lmao pic.twitter.com/vM3GT64ij4
Whilst on X I listened to a couple of podcasts with top quality analysis of what’s actually going on and they are well worth investing some time to listen to. Conversation pieces chaired by Crypto Rich. I have no idea if his name is ‘Rich’, a shortening of Richard but the other shortening of that name is ‘Dick’…
Well worth a listen, especially for Brits who are conditioned to ignore the parasitic empire that is now eating away at the bones of the Island. ๐ https://t.co/1XCV9U5y5d
Finally, the last episode of Mad Men that I watched early this morning, before turning in for bed, featured both Napoleon and Apollo, and to my mind, Dear Reader, that is quite the fucking sync…
Spoiler alert: Both Dons – Trump and Draper – both ‘come back from leave’ and win their battles.
I have the last two episodes to watch tonight. It’s a great TV series. I shall miss the excessive smoking, drinking, bonking and advertising, the artform of the 20th century according to Marshall McLuhan. I also have to iron, so I’ll end this post here and leave you with a Song…
… That’s ninety quid that I’ll never see again. Oh well, I can now reclaim the time I would have spent on there. Clicky’s CLICK5/CLICKB8 posts can continue here but today I have season 7 of Mad Men to binge watch.
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