Saturday 31 December 2011

Palestinians. Get With The Programme.

If I had the ear of the Palestinian rulers, I would say 'Pay attention. You are being used.
Today another Israeli airstrike killed just one man, the man they were aiming for.
This can only happen in an unopposed combat environment.
Who are your friends? Syria? Iran? They give you the means to fight using crude surface to surface rockets and light arms.
But the Israelis are not challenged when it comes to the air.
If these regimes cared at all, you would have hundreds of shoulder-launched missiles by now. But you don't.
And that is because they have no interest in Israel, except in order to generate bad publicity and act as a counterbalance, a distraction for the world from their own hideous crimes.
They are using you.
Iran and Syria are sacrificing the Palestinians like lambs, for the sake of staining the water and fogging the air.
If I were you, I would stand up for my people. I would go on strike, and refuse to allow them to be fed into a slaughter-house for the purpose of cynical propaganda manipulations.
I would instead of hate, sell the dream of peace, prosperity and trade with the Israelis.
You have nothing to lose, true. But if you dream of gaining Israel for yourselves, you will be thinking of creating a 7 million strong army of people who hate like you, fight like you and are as determined as you - against you.
The world has seen the insanity of Nazism, and united in 30 million deaths to destroy it.
Do not imagine for a minute that you would be able to repeat this. The world will never allow it.
So stop behaving like children. You have a place to live. You have a world to build.
That requires men.

I Hate It!

Ugly Betty got married!

Friday 30 December 2011

The Bloody Bastards Conspiracy.

The BBC keeps on referring to murdering Syrian government thugs as 'Security Forces'.
Security?
What the bloody hell? Are they trying, seriously, to whitewash blue murder, and think nobody will notice?
It's like watching a parish council meeting where somebody who denies all change is mounting a filibuster of incredible, bare-faced mendacity in order to pursue some sick illusion of what we deserve.
And if we don't want to play their game?
They think we deserve prison.

Thursday 29 December 2011

Latest Attempt.

The thing about living in Britain; any small victory, any small happiness, anything good happens to you, and they go straight to megadeath.
They aren't fussed with put-downs or raining on your parade.
No.
The British just try to kill you stone dead the first chance they get.
For example, I went to Tesco to buy a sweater, and I found one for £8, a real beaut.
It got better.
The value of my tokens(accrued from regular shopping) was - £8!
So I got a lovely sweater for nothing.
Driving home, feeling happy(!), I was very careful, I stuck to all the speed limits, courteously and carefully.
Then the instant reaction cut in; some person in a crappy little car pulled out when I was doing 50 on the way to 60 in a 60 zone. Didn't look. Just jolly well claimed the right of way.
I was in fifth, and hoped that momentum would carry me by when I went round and overtook.
But no!
Spastic features saw me and floored it approaching a bend.
Nearly went head on into oncoming traffic.
Squeezed by.

But never forget that England is full of ruptured little fucks that try to kill you on a whim, for whatever reason their abortion of a take on life will justify.
Scum.

Monday 12 December 2011

Call Me Paranoid II


In the past ten years, with no fanfare, almost covertly, nearly every major court building seems to have been replaced. Then they renamed the Home Office, the 'Ministry Of Justice'.
Shown in the photo is Exeter Crown Court.
Note the revolving door.
You might read this and stay silent. But if you are ever arrested, you can't. They changed that too.

Sunday 4 December 2011

Call Me Paranoid.

But maintaining the supremacy of one's own character in one's own social dealings, always a difficult task, is very very difficult and emotionally expensive where 'Objectivists' are concerned.

They(as a society) cannot tolerate the existence of outsiders.

I have noticed this from 1980 on up; they are like a secret society of priestly machinators, like Jesuits in search of lapsed followers that they can return to the fold by controlling and beating down the Black Sheep.

I'm beginning to believe that they are an actual cult; not because of Ayn Rand or anything she said, but because of all the types that try to exploit her influence in order to build their little empires.

For this reason I would rather describe myself as a Rational Realist, and avoid the 'O' word altogether.

To seek to control another person is the result of bastard theories twisted from deliberate misconstruction of Ayn Rand's social models. It is something she condemned explicitly, as can be seen anywhere in her descriptions of the essential relationships in her novels.
Such 'control' as was demonstrated was influence, and then only from conviction, not psychological flummery.

And even if she didn't say it, I am.
Control is evil.

Hojomotors.

I hate facebook SPAM from Hojomotors.
Hobomotors more like.

Hypocrisy.

"In 1949, Louis A. Johnson, secretary of the newly created Department of Defense," - from wikipedia.
The rest of the world was soon to follow suit, renaming their War Offices 'Defence Ministry' in slavish obedience to the American example, but to Britain's credit only after Suez, when American thuggery was made explicit.

Like any mediocrity, the Americans could not abide rivals.
At least the French had the decency to leave NATO.

Of course, this exercise in semantics saw an explosion in US aggression all round the world, cold when possible but hot when required.
Lots of fun was had. It was a big adventure. I don't know which semantic acrobatics the Soviets used for their own brand of death-dealing.

But we all thought that it would end when the USSR did; of course it didn't. The beast needed feeding.
And so America projects its power with little restraint, fig leaves being supplied by supine 'allies' like Blair's Britain.

When Britain had a War Office, there were interventions in 1948 and 1956; when we were all supposed to enter the brave new world opened up by the invented crime of 'waging aggressive war', and the name was changed to 'Defence', we had 1958, 1961, 1967, 1968-2000, 1990, 1982, 1999, 2000, 2003, 2001.
And that's just Britain.
At least a War Office does what it says on the tin; malfeasants know that there is a line to be crossed, that we have our fists raised.
Since following the American governmental hypocrisy, there is a game of trickery, where every crime can be justified.
In 2001 the crime was against New York.
In 1939 the crime was falsified, and the Nazis 'defended' themselves the way Bush and Blair defended us against Iraq.

Either these individuals are brought to book as people who waged aggressive war, or we forget the whole charade and go back to War Ministries.

Friday 2 December 2011

Destroyers.

It's more than instinct.
It's a science.
Few people actually learn it formally; as sciences go it's a well-kept secret.
Most practitioners are self-taught.

The science is psychological, and the purpose is to destroy intelligence itself.

This is done by poison; poison thrown into casual social interaction, poison which is hidden, so as to create fools, or if noticed, so as to face normal people with a choice.

The choice? Simply put, this is whether to react or not. Reaction is usually suppressed by habit, it is simply too much trouble to call every bastard out on his poisonous, mentally destructive behaviour.
No.
The real choice is much easier.

All we have to do is reject the poisoner in their entirety. Leave them alone with their lack of self-esteem, leave them alone with their crappy 'science', leave them alone.

This is when, often, they become twice as sweet, twice as proper, in order to sugar coat the poison.
That is the mark of a real bastard; they attempt to dehumanise our choice, in order to make us appear unreasonable. Fortunately we can depend on convention to pay them precisely as much attention as they deserve, no more.

British insularity? Now you know.