So that was
it. Our great day for democracy finally came and duly went and we are
exactly where we were. Which is where? Exactly where we were on 17th
September, drifting aimlessly and rudderless, sextant and compass
stolen by pirates, aboard the good ship Union with impending mutiny
on the bridge and decks, under satellite navigation by the same
gated elite who have fleeced us for so long we now consider organised
kleptomania and government under instruction from financiers, arms
dealers and other Nosferatu types as the natural order of things.
There is no other way, apparently. Dismal defeatism has colonised a
space once reserved for political will.
Thought for the day: Life is nature's way of delaying death.
Facebook: making sure you never lose touch with people you don't like.
Internal admin is not "industry".
Flying on a wing and a prayer may sometimes be necessary. Taking off on the same is another matter entirely.
Facebook: making sure you never lose touch with people you don't like.
Internal admin is not "industry".
Flying on a wing and a prayer may sometimes be necessary. Taking off on the same is another matter entirely.
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
Play up, play up and play the game
or
Here we go,
here we go, here we go
Okay, so we lost the
first round. We're not even at the group stages yet. I think we
should wait and see before anybody gets too triumphalist and the
hubris too loud. On behalf of my fellow skulking neo-Jacobites, it
obviously needs spelled out to Westminster and its cronies that they
can forget about this being anything like over.
Union sympathisers can save energy and pack in the righteous indignation right now. Get real. We haven't forgotten Culloden for goodness sake. What on earth did they expect? Let's see how Westminster gets on with its Vow, if and when it gets permission from its corporate backers and other vested interests, who will naturally need reassured over £50K dinners at Chequers with the P.M., Chancellor, Home Secretary and quite possibly Lucifer himself that their interests will be safely fortressed against tiresome angry Picts ranting about democracy.
Saturday, October 4, 2014
Years of living dangerously.
This is a corrected version of a piece from 2011. Only typos and the title needed amending. For the rest, the splendid word "stet" applies.
As May approaches, we thought
it would be fitting to look back at the first year of the Coalition government
and calmly examine their achievements and popular sentiment towards these
and discuss what, if anything, we intend to do to stop the country being
blackmailed any further into bonded penury by an out of control financial
sector and its placemen in Westminster. Today, our editor-in-chief offers his
own personal analysis, verdict and none-too-subtle call for organised and
widespread civil disobedience.