The Immigrant Song

Nigel ‘Smoky-drinky’ Farage has been talking to an American audience at one of Donny Trumpton’s gigs. He is of the opinion that there is going to be a global revolution and the nationalist parties will take France, Germany and Holland – and zen ze Vorld! Hahahaha!

Well, not North Korea obviously. Nor China, nor Russia. Unlikely that anything in the rest of the world will ever affect Turkmenistan. Most of Africa won’t care. So maybe not all the world. Perhaps about a third of it.

I don’t know if ‘revolution’ is a good term here. It usually means the overthrow of a dictatorship but you can’t usually do that just by voting for it. They have elections in North Korea, you know. One candidate on the ballot form and voting is compulsory and not secret. It’s an utterly pointless exercise, it’s just there so Kim Jong Jingly Jangly can claim he was democratically elected.

If someone were to write ‘Nobby the Goblin’ under Kim Jong’s name and then draw a box with a cross in it, it’s not a spoiled ballot paper. It’s a warrant for that voter’s arrest. That’s a country that will only ever change with a real revolution or a spontaneous outbreak of sanity in the ruling family. The smart money is still on revolution as the only real option – hard to do in a country where everyone is under surveillance all the time.

What’s really happening is that the control freakery has got so bad, the life control so insistent and intense, that enough people want it gone. When that happens they vote for something else in the hope it will be less controlling.

There has been a nationalist/socialist party in Germany before. That didn’t go too well. I don’t know much about Holland’s past but I think France has been staunchly socialist since their Revolution. Well, people really couldn’t vote right-wing for a long time anyway because the revolutionaries cut the heads off all the potential candidates. A drastic, though admittedly effective, measure.

The Lefties would dearly love to do that again. They are always proclaiming and often actually perpetrating violence against those who don’t want to live under their control, while claiming victimhood. They’re not the only ones…

There is an immigrant issue and it’s largely Muslim. There, I said it. Now both the Muslims and the Lefties can start carving a wall plaque to hang my head on, in the name of peaceful coexistence.

I am not one of those who declares all Muslims are deranged Jihadis. This is clearly not the case. I have frequented many a Muslim-run shop or restaurant and found a polite and generous reception every time. Muslims have nutters in their ranks. So does every religious group out there. Christians are not so bad these days but there are parts of Christian history that are quietly pushed aside.

Even Hindus can turn nasty. Hindus! They won’t step on an ant or kill a cow but hoo boy, if you’re the wrong religion in some Hindu countries you have little chance of getting out of there alive.

What do we do about countries that radically disagree with our way of life? Simple. We don’t go there. It’s the cheap and easy way to solve the problem.

Currently though, Hindus, Sikhs and pretty much every other religious or ethnic group who settle in the UK don’t threaten to kill us all and impose their religious laws on us all. Sikhs are a warrior race but they don’t run screaming through the streets brandishing swords and cutting the heads off passers-by. The only time I remember Sikhs protesting was when there was a play running in London (I think) that directly insulted their religion. They reacted to provocation (who doesn’t?) but even then, all they wanted was the play shut down. They didn’t want to burn down every hairdresser’s shop in the country.

See, if you piss off Hindus in their own country then they might kill you. Their country, their laws. In the UK, they recognise that UK laws apply – so if you provoke a Hindu in the UK they will use UK law to make you stop. That’s perfectly fair and reasonable. Other immigrant groups do the same. They want to be here because they like it here and while they retain their own culture and beliefs, they fit in with the UK way of life.

Actually I have wondered sometimes. There was a Nigerian family that moved all the way up here to the North of Scotland and I never got around to asking how they coped with our winters. Nigeria doesn’t really have much in the way of winter. They’ve been here over a decade though so they’ve obviously adapted. I’ve moved out into the wilds now so I never see them any more.

The same is true of most of the Muslims here. They have adapted to UK life and while it gets damn cold here compared to most of their countries of origin, they know we won’t cut off their hands for stealing or stone them for adultery or behead them on a whim. Further, we will let them have mosques and won’t force them to change their religion. They can keep their own values and beliefs but becoming a UK citizen means accepting UK laws.

Some didn’t come here to escape the madness of their own countries. Some came here to make the madness global. You have to recognise the problem before you can do anything about it and the Lefties will not recognise it. They defend the loonies in Islam even though those loonies will kill them as soon as they win.

People say ‘But if there are moderate Muslims, why don’t they speak out?’

Imagine a world in which the Westboro Baptist Church was defended by the Lefties no matter what they did. Even the gay Lefties defended it in the same way they now defend Islamic loonies. So that little band of loonies gained power and deranged converts. Any other Christian speaking out against it would be shouted down and probably targeted for hate and a beating – both by Westboro and their Leftie defenders.

If you were a Christian in that world, would you speak out? You can say yes now because it’s a theoretical scenario that won’t happen but consider… the Lefties also run the child monitoring agencies. Your children could be taken away because you are a racist Westborophobic right wing bigot. And that would be just the start.

The Westboros would declare you a heretic and apostate and you would be ostracised and possibly killed. Your family too. Still think you’d speak out?

Not so sure? Now imagine you’re a Muslim family quietly and happily running a corner shop or a restaurant or maybe another business. Would you risk losing it all – and it means all. Absolutely all – by speaking out?

Yes, there are moderate Muslims. There were moderate Catholics during the time of the Inquisition and I fully believe there are many Hindus in Hindu countries who are appalled and disgusted at what their government does to those of other religions. Who will speak out when speaking out can get you and your family killed?

Who, in North Korea, would dare utter ‘Kim Jong ate all the pies, the fat bastard’? His brother did. From outside the country. He’s dead now.

If you want a UK Muslim to stand up and say ‘Saudi Arabia is run by maniacs who just like killing people for fun’ you have to promise that Muslim a change of name, location, face, and a 24-hour armed guard for the entire family forever. At least some of them think it, I can assure you, but saying it, well, they’d rather play handball with nitroglycerin. It’s less risky.

Look at what the Lefties do when a non-Muslim says ‘there are Muslim terrorists’. They’d do the same to a Muslim who said it. They’d marginalise them to the point where they would have no defence when the Islamists came for them. And they know it. So they keep quiet. Wouldn’t you? When you know you will be decrying murderous loonies and nobody will dare stand in your defence?

It’s not immigration that’s the problem. There’s always been immigration, everywhere. My mother’s family came from northern Italy. Might explain my predilection for leaving horse heads in enemies’ beds and my looking forward to the day someone comes to ask a favour on the day of my daughter’s wedding but even so, the family has integrated. I consider myself Welsh because that’s where I was born and I can now almost hold a conversation in Doric because that’s where I’ve lived for a few decades.

The Lefties aren’t reading this far. They hit outrage mode less than halfway down the post. Nothing after that will reach them. Don’t worry about them, they are off decrying me ‘racist’ even now.

I was in southern Ireland, in Dublin, in 1989. You could not get anyone to talk about the IRA much but they didn’t have universal support. It seemed most people didn’t really give a shit about Northern Ireland, they had their own lives to deal with. Really, I got the impression that only those who were obsessed with the island being one country were IRA supporters and most of them joined it. Just like Islamic Jihad.

The trouble was, speaking out against them could get you killed. Same thing. Who believes all the Irish were terrorists? The airport police did. An Irish co-worker – another PhD – was detained at the airport because of his name and accent.  So in the current wave of terrorism, if you give your name as Muhammad Ali, you are going to be treated as a potential terrorist using a fake name, even if it is your real name. It’s not at all surprising, is it?

Trump has the right idea but he’s cutting with a blunt knife. It’s not immigration he should target. It’s fanaticism. So should everybody else.

And not just Islamic fanaticism. All of it.

Especially the Leftie idiot enablers.

Oh, almost forgot :

Why is this news?

Apparently, warning children that snacks are going to make them fat just makes them want the snack more.

Surely every parent already knows this, starting with the very first parents right at the dawn of humanity? Tell a child they can’t have something and their brain immediately defaults to ‘You’re keeping the good stuff for yourself!’

They have to try it, to find out why it’s not allowed. Tell them not to touch fire and they’ll touch it to find out why. In that case only once, but tell them not to eat chocolate and they’ll test that assertion over and over.

The antismoking crusade is what drives children to smoking. It’s bad, it’s evil, you can’t have it… so they have to try it and find out for themselves. Some won’t like it, some will. The same goes for alcohol, sugar, salt… That’s because children are people, and people are all individuals with different likes and dislikes. Something modern medicine can’t seem to grasp.

Children aren’t stupid. Repellent, unhygienic and despicable yes, but not stupid.

Children want to be grown up. They want to try grown up stuff. Okay, when we grow up we realise we were far better off being children, but what child knows this apart from those of us who never really grew up?

So, tell them they can’t have it and it’s grown-up stuff. It exists therefore someone has it. It must be the grown-ups. They want it for themselves. Why can’t we have it?

The concept of ‘one day you’ll be a grown-up’ is entirely lost on children. On most adults too. They cannot envisage the future, only the past – and for children it’s often just the ‘now’. That’s why children don’t see consequences, and why most adults don’t see them either. They cannot think ahead. They don’t know how.

I’ll soon be 57. I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. Most people follow a path through life. Not me. I just bumble through and most of it (barring a few utter disasters) seems to work out. I’m alive, and eternally broke, but I can pay the rent and buy food and put petrol in the car so everything is good. I don’t want to be rich. There is nothing I need that much money for.

I remember being a child. I had a Dalek suit made of PVC. It was floppy and didn’t hold the Dalek shape but it was fun. Armed with a sink plunger and a whisk. I had a Scammel tank transporter steel toy and a tank (can’t remember which) to put on the back. I melted many, many toy soldiers on the coal fire.

I had Action Man toys, Batman’s Batmobile with plastic flame from the exhaust, Joe 90’s car, Bond’s Aston Martin, many many more. These would all be worth a fortune now if I had thought ahead. Kept them pristine and in their boxes. All are gone.

But I was a child. Joe 90 died in a mid-air collision with Thunderbird 2. Batman and Bond failed in their missions in spectacular style, involving a screwdriver and deadly curiosity. I took things apart to see how they worked. I was not thinking of the future. There wasn’t one. There was only ‘now’. The future happens after sleep and it’ll be the same as today.

Yeah, I was told not to touch the drinks cabinet. So obviously I had a go at the sherry, the easiest one to open. I was strangely uninterested in my dad’s cigarettes but then he never told me not to try them. Either he assumed I couldn’t light them, or that I wouldn’t be interested, or that it was so obvious he didn’t need to tell me. Whatever the reason, they weren’t on the banned list so weren’t interesting.

I have stuck a knife in the toaster and I have run with scissors. I’m still here. The scissors were closed and held point down and I unplugged the toaster before digging out the stuck crumpet. They don’t tell you that part. Just the overall ‘it’s dangerous’, not the way to make it not dangerous.

Snacks won’t make you fat unless you eat a lot of them and don’t move much. That is not the warning that’s ever given. There is no safe level of biscuits or crisps – that is the warning and it’s patently ridiculous.

Children see it. Medics and pressure groups don’t. Can you?

Bringing down Goliath

No, you don’t just need a slingshot and the power of God behind you. Although the slingshot can be a good starting point.

I recently made the old game ‘Doom’ work on an old Windows XP computer. Not the earliest DOS ones, this was ‘Ultimate Doom’, a later but still mainly DOS version with ‘slightly’ better graphics. Okay, not up to the absolute latest versions but the old graphics card in that machine will never run those.

I find that game relaxing. Nobody is on your side. If it moves it wants to kill you and some things that don’t move will try to kill you too. It’s simple. Shoot everything and don’t die.

It’s even more relaxing if you know how to apply the invulnerability cheat 😉

The game has a lot of different kinds of monsters and if you’re faced with a room full of different kinds, there’s no need to shoot. Just run through them (don’t get stuck) and out of another door. They will fire directly at you – even if another monster is in the way. The hit monsters will retaliate against the one who shot him.

Basically, you start a bar brawl then dodge out of the way until there are just a few left standing. Those left standing are already damaged and easy to pick off.

So yes, all you need is a slingshot. If none of the monsters notice you, hit one with a rock and it’ll start firing. That will set off an escalation of violence and you’re safely out of the way while it happens.

In real life, it’s safer to find a useful idiot to start the fighting but the principle holds true.

It’s the step between ‘divide’ and ‘conquer’. If you divide an army into smaller groups, you still have to fight all the groups one by one. Isn’t it so much easier to divide a nation into segments and get those segments to wipe each other out?

The last one standing will be so damaged you can take them out with a few stern words. Even better, as William of Orange found when James II made a royal fuck-up of running England, they might even ask you to intervene.

Is it hard to cause division followed by strife? Ha! It’s a doddle. We all know long-time friends who no longer speak to each other over some trivial argument. We all know someone who likes to spread rumours and then sit back and watch people fight about the tales they’ve told.

Scaling that up is much easier than you’d think. The current political system in almost every country makes this child’s play.  Whatever one side wants, the other opposes it. Even if they secretly agree with it. The division is there, you just have to tip it into violence. The left like to use violence so they’re always the side to choose to provoke. The Right are too cynical. The Left believe pretty much anything.

So what you need is the left to have the upper hand for a while and then make them feel like they’re losing everything.

It needed Tiny Blur. Charismatic and not too far left so the more stable will vote for him. Enough teeth to make a dentist’s eyes fill with money signs and yet not too large as to scare a voter.  Replace Iron Knickers with Monochrome Man and anyone is more interesting. Steve Davis could have won that one.

The manipulations behind the scenes aren’t really hard to see. They think we’re all stupid so they don’t hide all that well.

You see, if we had let the UK continue under Thatcherite policies there would have been grumblings and mumblings and occasional riots but no uprising. No war. The Left had no power so weren’t losing anything. The right without power won’t rise up. They have jobs and real lives and everything and don’t all work for government so they pay taxes, not sponge off them. You need to get the Left to lose and lose big so they turn violent.

What do you give someone with nothing to lose? Something to lose.

Then make sure they lose it. Fast and unexpectedly.

Brexit – the country voted, the losing side turned nasty. America – the country voted, the losing side turned very nasty. It gets nastier every time.

And sillier. Superbowl – the Patriots won, the other side’s fans actually took to the streets to protest! Seriously? Protesting the result of a fucking football game? Oh, how easy is it going to get?

What’s next? Riots because the wrong player won Wimbledon or News at Ten started five minutes late? Well… More likely riots if Jeremy Kyle retired or the wrong character gets the pub in EastEnders.

Oh it gets better. Tessie May rushed to be first to visit Donnie Darko (wait, no, Donnie Trumpton) on becoming King of the Seven Planets (no, wait, Emperor of the American Empire) then Gimli the Speaker of the House of Morons says Donnie can’t visit Moria (no, wait,  Parliament).

‘He’ll taste the edge of my axe if he shows up here’ is one made-up quote attributed to Gimli. As is ‘No, no, not the beard!’ and ‘Tallness is an abomination and should be illegal’.

So we have the Prime Monster sensibly keeping well in with the country with the biggest army and nuclear arsenal and the idiot Speaker trying to wreck relations with the country that might be our biggest trading partner once we are free of the EU.

Didn’t Tiny Blur rush to be first to congratulate Barry O’Blimey on becoming Dark Lord of the Yankee Horde? How is that so different? Oh, I see, Barry was a Leftie king. Donnie is a Rightie king. We live in a world where left is right and right is wrong. It all makes sense now.

It’s as bad as the confusion I experienced when moving between Wales and Scotland during my PhD. It was the beer that confused me.

In Cardiff there is Brains’ Beers. It was originally Brian’s Beers but the signwriter had enjoyed some free samples and well, they’d paid for the sign so they let it go.

Anyway. There were several beers in their range at the time. I preferred SA, we never knew what it really stood for but we called it Skull Attack for reasons you can probably guess.

There was Light, which was a pale bitter beer of low strength so you could have one or two at lunchtime and still function, and there was Dark, a dark coloured beer of a similar colour to Guinness but nowhere near as solid in your stomach.

In Scotland, McEwan’s also had dark beer and light beer but their classification was based on the specific gravity of the beer, not the colour. So the dark coloured beer was ‘Light’ and the amber coloured one was ‘Heavy’.

Dark is light and light is heavy. Try working that one out after you’ve clocked up a few hours in the pub.

It’s no real surprise then to find that now, left is right and right is wrong. The world has been screwed up for a long time.

Back to the game. Not the computer game, the real one. What’s our diminutive David doing to poor Goliath at the moment?

Well. The recent Paris attack was reported by the BBC and the report said, not once but several times, the machete man shouted “All of you, at the bar!” and took pains to point out this means God is Grapes in Arabic. They used to take the same amount of effort to avoid saying that.

The UN let a spokesman admit, very clearly, that the whole Global Warming scam was intended to change the world economic system, destroy capitalism and ultimately massively reduce the world’s population. Admit it why? Now? When everyone is already angry?

France is likely to have to choose between a far left and a far Right candidate for president. The Left one wants to let even more car-burning and shopper-shooting immigrants into France, the Right one wants to stop that. Put aside your indoctrination for a moment and imagine it’s you parking a car in France and going to the shops. Who would you pick?

Russia and America. The countries that could be sniffing each others’ arses like dogs while China wipes us all out (reminds me of the Brian Aldiss tale ‘All The World’s Tears’) and tow big bosses at the end of the video game.

In one of the ‘Doom’ variants you come up against a cyberdemon and a queen spider. It’s easy. Both are really hard to kill so run between them and then hide. They both start firing and they’ll hit each other.

Wait for one of the superpowers to wipe out the other and the last one left is weakened to the point where it’s easy.

The people are getting angry and the coals are being added to the fire daily. This boiler is under pressure. There’s no release valve. There can be only one outcome and it’s the one that was always intended.

So where are we? Russia. America. Love/hate/no-trust. What’s left of the rapidly collapsing EU. A pressure for a communist style future. Population control. Suppression of all those annoying riots and terrorists.

Where is the saviour? Who will fight off the now-revealed enemies? Revealed all at once as a shock tactic to get a reaction. Who will save us from our own terrible excesses? Who has been big and quiet through it all?

Where is the modern William of Orange?

China.

Mae win ti

 

 

But… they aren’t doing it. They are puppets too.

Russia’s Most Wanted

I don’t know how true all this is, but the news keeps popping up.

It seems George Soros, a man with far more money than he has time left to spend it, has been intent on bringing down the entire Russian Federation (and, apparently, most of the rest of the world). Could one man really do all this damage?

Well, with enough money and influence and an army of dim lackeys, especially when your dim lackeys manage to get elected, it’s not impossible to imagine – although as the plot of a novel it would really have to have James Bond in it somewhere.

But then you don’t need 007 when you have Vladimir Putin. The man clearly just doesn’t give a damn what anyone thinks of him as long as Russia is happy with him being President. Russia, it seems, is largely pretty much okay with him being in charge. I have to admit he does seem to be the most clear-headed and actually adult of all the world leaders at the moment. Even though he’s a commie.

Sure there are protests in Russia – what leader hasn’t had to deal with protests (apart from Kim Jong Jinglyjangly who just shoots them all)? On balance though, Russia seems quite content with Putin in charge.

There are allegations that Soros used Danish and Swedish currency derivatives to try to damage the Russian stock market. How? I have absolutely no idea how that works but it seems Russia is pretty pissed off at Denmark and Sweden as a result. It didn’t work anyway.

Now it seems Putin has issued an arrest warrant for Soros which I think can only work if Soros goes to Russia, or a Russian territory. So all he has to do is not go there. I think he’s already banned from there anyway, so maybe an arrest warrant is overkill.

This Soros guy definitely warrants further study. I’d heard of him before, he keeps cropping up, but he does sound like he might be in there with Bloefeld and the other Bond villians.

I wonder if he has a high backed black swivel chair and a cat? I do hope so.

The medichip is here

Implanted medical chips to control your blood pressure are now a real thing. On the face of it, a good thing if you have high blood pressure but it’s only the beginning.

They’ll get smaller and more functional. They’ll tell the medics when your blood pressure rises and they’ll rush round to check you’re okay. Again, not necessarily a bad thing.

However, when it gets to the administrators and politicians, they’ll want to know who’s getting worked up and when. Getting worked up will be a suspicious activity – and will identify every Daily Mail reader out there for a start.

Are you tense? Nervous? What are you hiding that’s making you nervous? Confess your sins and you will be free from tension. Nothing to hide, nothing to fear, remember? Haven’t heard that one for a while.

Otherwise, the small explosive charge fitted to your aorta during routine surgery will ensure you don’t make anyone else nervous in the future.

It’s for the greater good…

Boy Guides and Girl Scouts

In Panoptica, there is no sex for the common people. In that story I have eradicated the entire concept of gender from the general population. I’m not telling you how I did that yet, but I admit to a chilled feeling when I realised how it could be done.

In the book of course, it’s a done deal. Still you couldn’t just impose it overnight. You’d have to ease the population into it over many years. Gender equality that actually swings from one extreme to another, gay marriage, transgender people, asexuals, all of these are realities now. Like it or not, they’re here.

I have no doubt that there are real transgender people. It would only take a glitch in the massively complex construction of a human being from two cells, and you can get a female brain in a male body or vice versa. Oh the condition is real, but I really doubt it’s as common as we are led to believe.

Being gay is more common (sorry gay folk, you’re not special, you’re just common). It’s also common in the animal kingdom.

Transvestitism isn’t the same as gay. It’s just a liking for dressing in the other gender’s clothing. Women get away with it easily – a woman in trousers is no oddity these days. Guys find it more difficult to brazen out in public although I did once know a world famous professor whose bra showed under his white shirt and who wore lipstick. In Scotland it’s easy – going commando in a tartan skirt is perfectly normal here. I’ve even tried out a kilt myself, and found out the hard way that it’s not easy to use a toilet in a heavy skirt.

All these things used to be largely ignored by the bulk of the population. Sure, some had very strong feelings that it was ‘wrong’ but really, most people had much the same attitude as me. It really doesn’t affect me so it doesn’t matter at all. How other people live their lives is their business. I have enough to do with living mine, and that’s quite complicated enough at times.

Now it’s all very much in your face. Gay people even have a flag! Refusing to accommodate a gay couple in your hotel, or refusing to bake a cake, will get you prosecuted but there are gay-only hotels and that’s not discriminatory.

There was once a small publisher who stated they only wanted male authors and only wanted stories about ‘men subjects’ like cars and power tools and wild stag parties. Naturally, there was uproar from women because they were discriminatory, but a publisher who only wants women-stuff written by women? Oh that’s fine.

You can have groups based on religion, gender or skin colour and exclude those who don’t fit your entry requirements. Anyone can set up such a group, except for one demographic.

The straight white male.

Try to form a ‘straight white male’ group and see how far you get before you get shot down in flames. You’ll probably end up in court for being racist and sexist and anything else they can think of. This does not apply to any other group.

Why? To eradicate the straight white male? No. To subjugate them. The ones who, historically, went to war throughout Europe to fight for their way of life must be cowed and broken and history shows that  taking them head-on only annoys them. Set about them with subtle attacks on all fronts and leave them cowed and broken. Force them to adapt to fit in. Make them ‘modern man’ who is weak and effeminate and accepting of every race and creed while deriding their own.

Then you have them. No fight left in them, except to fight the remaining ones who still cling to the old ways. Oh they still get to fight, they still get to rage, but you’ve changed the target. Their target is themselves. They don’t even realise it.

So now you push the alternative sexualities on them. You tell them that even five-year-olds can be gay or transgender when five-year-olds barely understand the concept of gender and (should) have no idea of sexual activity. If a five-year-old boy gets hold of Mum’s makeup and gives it a go, he’s not necessarily gay or transgender. It’s something called ‘play’. Imagination. A facility sadly lacking in those who want to sexualise toddlers.

You can’t argue with it because you won’t be told it’s happening. Your children are now to be brought up in a world where gender is not as clear cut as it was when you were young. They will have a blurred definition that one day, maybe in a couple more generations, will be no definition at all. Then you’re ready for the world of Panoptica.

The stage we are at now is one where the Girl Guides, that once-noble institution, will accept a ‘transgender’ five-year-old boy who wants to wear dresses and nobody will be any the wiser. It’s discriminatory even to ask if the parents mind.

They are also going to allow a man in a dress to take a bunch of little girls away for a sleepover trip. No questions asked? How can you ask questions when they aren’t telling you there’s anything to question?

Well, questions may be asked after the trip, when your little girl tries to pee standing up like Miss Jones did and starts asking if she’ll grow a peeing tube when she’s older, like the one her Guide teacher has.

How long though, before the predatory child molesters catch on to this? Paedos will always try to get into jobs where they have access to small children and a CRB check will only find the ones who were caught. Now they just claim to be transgender, put on women’s clothing, and hey presto, they have access to a bus load of little girls. Would they find it difficult to convince the NHS to support their case? The internet has all the information they need to get their case together and woe betide anyone who tries to claim they’re just pretending.

Oh it’ll happen and we’ll hear ‘lessons will be learned’ and nothing will change as usual. It’s all part of the plan. The kids will grow up confused about sex in general and it’ll get worse with each generation until total equality is reached – nobody has any gender, race or religion at all. Nobody has any concept of those things.

I really have to finish that book. It’s really not too long now before it becomes a documentary.

Vagueness and Precision

Could have been a Blue Oystercult song, it even fits the rhythm.

Vagueness.

Her Madness’s Ripoff Collective (HMRC) have decided you have to apply for permission to buy leaves. This is not one of my wind-ups of Generation Gullible. It’s madder than that. This is really true.

However, they have not bothered with any of the mechanism of actually applying for permission. You need permission but there is no way to get it. So whether you want tobacco for smoking, snuff, pot-pourri, compost (it’s insecticidal) or to extract vape juice, you need to fill out a form that doesn’t exist to get permission to buy some leaves.

There is always the antismoker scare that nicotine is an insecticide and therefore poison. Just like a big bar of chocolate can kill a Rottweiler. Chocolate is deadly too, if you’re the right species. I don’t know about you but I only have the four limbs and no chitin exoskeleton, nor do I have hair all over nor any inclination to roll in something shitty.

So chocolate won’t kill me and neither will nicotine. If you’re scared of nicotine then logic dictates that you are an insect. For many antismokers that’s probably accurate.

Still, HMRC seem to have forgotten something. I live about 20 miles north of Aberdeen and I can grow tobacco outdoors. Make import impossible and well, I now have a hell of a lot of garden… Could be a good thing for me, and those like me, if importing is banned.

Even better for a nonsmoker with a big garden. They won’t keep back half for themselves 😉

It’s currently legal to grow it in the UK.

Oh they can make it illegal if they want. Cannabis growing is illegal and cannabis is an easily identifiable plant (except to those police who once confiscated tomato plants). Tobacco looks like a big flower. Nobody will notice even if it’s beside the road.

I am also now perfectly placed to push my ‘wild growing tobacco’ idea from a few years back.

Vague laws on tobacco. Yeah, keep it that way. We’ll play the vague game and we’ll win it.

Precision.

In the work-long-in-progress, Panoptica, I have had difficulty keeping ahead of the real dystopia that looms around us. In the story, implanted chips are everything. Your door key, your credit card, your medical record… and more.

The cards you can just wave to buy stuff already exist.  The terror of lost or stolen cards will soon get them implanted. If you lose your house keys, what do you do? Wouldn’t it be so much safer if you just wave your hand in front of the door?

Selling this stuff to the public – come on. They will fight to be first.

The reality of Panoptica would be so, so easy to implement. That’s what puts me off finishing it. The dopes in charge already think 1984 and Brave New World are instruction manuals. What they will do with this one doesn’t bear thinking about.

Longrider tells us of the monitor cards some employees are required to carry. What if they lose their card or it gets picked up by a cat or dog or pigeon? Implants are obviously the way to go.

The Borg are coming. Don’t be scared of being assimilated. Resistance is futile.

Resistance? There will be no resistance. Only insistence. You will not fight the Borg. You will fight each other in the race to be first.

You are the Borg. Not because they forcibly assimilated you.

Because you wanted to be.

Some of us will always refuse to join. You, drones, will never understand why.