The Mad Wanksock (he deserves no less derision) has declared that his personally-owned NHS owes no duty of care to vaccine refuseniks. Yes, he really said that. Unless you enrich him, and his cabal of dark whisperers of doom, by accepting the death juice, his personally-owned NHS will not treat you.

Well they’ve hardly treated anyone for a year anyway. Where’s your threat, Wanksock? My uncle died of delayed-treatment for his throat cancer on Christmas Eve last year. You have nothing. Nothing to threaten me with. Nothing to do with all your Pharmer shares.

Couple of points here. The Death Secretary (which is what Wanksock evidently thinks his job entails) does not own the NHS. In fact, nobody in government does, not since Tiny Blur put the whole thing under the control of ‘trusts’ that really do not deserve that title. He’s basically a blustering idiot and if he’s lucky he’ll only end up in prison. Did you see the BBC bloke hounded off the street by a mob? I watched that and thought ‘it’s a very short step to a lynching here’. People are angry to a level that hasn’t been seen since the days of Charles I, and that didn’t end pleasantly.

When the aftermath of this kicks in it’s likely to look exactly like those days and I’m taking cover out here.

Remember, Cromwell saved the English from the tyranny of Charles I, but turned out to be a total dick. They found him guilty of treason two years after he had died but that didn’t stop them. They dug him up and hung him anyway. Yes, Boris. Yes, Wanksock. These are the people you are currently repeatedly poking with a sharp stick. You might want to brush up on your history.

Second point – if the government has no duty to care for me, as non-vaccinated, then surely I have no duty to pay them any taxes in any form. My car road tax is due. Yet Wanksock has said that the NHS won’t treat the unvaxxed so if I am ever in an accident I will be left to die. Why, then, would I pay for that?

The BBC is already suffering from a loss of the TV tax. The new GBNews, headed up by Andrew Neil, seems popular but old Neilly has already stated that there will be consequences for those who refuse vaccination. So I won’t be watching that channel either. Nobody should be watching the idiot lantern now anyway. How will the government survive a tax strike? I think it’s time to find out.

Now, Wanksock wants to make the experimental jab compulsory for care workers. Then NHS workers. Then you and your children. Oh, he didn’t mention the last part so that’s a conspiracy theory – like compulsory jabs and vaccine passports and the ‘three weeks to flatten the curve’ becoming permanent were just conspiracy theories mere months ago. Never happen… oh wait.

There are rumours and leaks and hints and allegations that the ‘third wave’ will begin on August 1st. That the lockdowns will intensify next autumn and winter. That most of the victims will be the fully vaccinated, and the unvaxxed will be blamed (this makes no sense biologically but they left science behind a long time ago). That there will be boosters of these experimental potions that can only be enforced while the emergency (and therefore the lockdowns) continue. Of course, these are just conspiracy theories. You know, the spoutings of tinfoil hatters. Like compulsory vaccinations and vaccine passports, or the ‘three weeks to flatten the curve’ becoming a permanent New Normal. Nothing to worry about as long as you are fully brainwashed. You carry on, enjoy your servitude.

I won’t have a vaccine passport because I won’t be partaking of the potion. So, that means I can never fly overseas again? Well too bad. The government doesn’t want to let the unvaccinated fly. Unfortunately, the airlines don’t want to let the vaccinated fly. So nobody is going anywhere. Again, Wanksock, you have nothing.

This includes vaccinated pilots. The airlines are worried about their liability if the vaccinated form blood clots and die en route. They are now even more concerned that it could happen to a pilot – in which case everyone is likely to die en route. Flying at high altitudes increases everyone’s risk of deep vein thrombosis and it is increasingly clear that all the vaccines also increase the risk. So, the airlines are taking a risk and multiplying it by putting together high altitude and dodgy rushed out vaccines. They aren’t going to risk it. Very sensible.

None of us going anywhere means that although around 75% of pilots and aircrew are vaccinated, well, they aren’t going to need very many of them. Nobody vaccinated will be accepted by the airlines and nobody unvaccinated will be allowed on board by the government. So, a few cargo planes and the private jets of the sociopaths will soon be all that’s left flying.

Again, the government promise that you’ll get your ordinary life back if you accept the Prick of Destiny is shown to be a lie. Just like everything else. These alleged vaccines have already been stated to not stop you catching or spreading the virus. You get reduced symptoms, which means you can spread it more easily because it won’t confine you to bed. This is an incredibly stupid idea.

This government also promised that June 21st would be the end of it all. This was clearly bollocks from the outset, they were hiring ‘Covid marshals’ (aka fingermen, if you’ve read or seen ‘V for Vendetta’) with contracts up to 2023. They are planning boosters in September which could not happen unless the ’emergency powers’ were still active.

Now the combless clown claims we are to be freed on July 29th. ‘That’s really it, no takesie-backsies, we really mean it’ which is exactly what he said about June 21st. He is lying. It’s what he said in March 2020, ‘just three weeks to flatten the curve’ and you know what pisses me off more than anything else? So called ‘rebels’ saying ‘Well if he doesn’t stop this on July 29th…’

He has no intention of stopping it. Ever. You stop it or it never stops. That is it. Really. You stop getting tested when you’re not ill and adding to the made up figures. You refuse to comply on a scale that they cannot control.

Or you just sit in the fire thinking ‘This is fine’ while they jab their experiment into your children.

There is no Batman. No Superman. No hero coming to save you. It does look very much like the world of ‘V for Vendetta’ but there is no V. It’s up to you.

You can end this. You can bring down Mad Wanksock (he’s now at the stage where prison would be his lucky option) and Boris the Spider and their gang of doom-whisperers.

Or you can sit in the fire thinking ‘This is fine’ until you are burned to a crisp.

Your choice. Also your last chance.


I referenced two songs in there. Artist, song title, album (or film) and year gets you a random free book, and as a bonus, you get to choose a second if you can legitimately find one I didn’t deliberately reference if it’s legit.

Drugs from the Bottom

Warning: This is my area of expertise, what I have spent my entire career doing so it could get more than a little bit lectury. I’ll try to keep it not too technical.

So, it seems Buyoff Billy has his next scheme under way. He wants to make drugs that modify your intestinal microflora.

A brief aside first – I haven’t been around much lately. Couple of reasons – I’m tied up with editing and my eternal dodgy guts decided to go for the big time last week. Half-convinced I had appendicitis, it got so bad that I actually called the doctor’s surgery without being nagged into it!

The doctor called back within minutes. A brief glance at my medical records (there isn’t much in there) would have told her that the last time they saw me, some years ago, I had cracked ribs and a bashed kidney and had been peeing blood for three days before I gave in and called them. They know I’m not the type to bother them unless it looks like imminent death. I was actually invited to visit the surgery! I declined because CStM doesn’t drive and I was in no fit state.

Notably, there was no mention of vaccine or testing. I suspect many doctors are getting sick of the charade too. Some are speaking out, some are resigning, which isn’t good. It means we’ll be left with only the Pharmer shills. For now, there are still some good ones working.

Anyway, she prescribed some pills, my daughter picked them up for me and it’s all good now. Well, it’s back to ‘normal’ – I still have dodgy guts but that runs in the family, so to speak. This is somewhat relevant to the post – I worked in intestinal microbiology almost all of my career, dealing with some very unpleasant samples and quite a few dangerous pathogens. I did a lot of work in probiotics and prebiotics with possibly the best motivation a scientist can have – fixing my own gut problems.

I haven’t fixed them, since it’s genetic I doubt that can ever happen, but I have learned to mostly control them. Mainly with diet. And an occasional dose of The Stuff I Can’t Talk About, which I have in the fridge here.

Brief explanation of The Stuff for anyone new here – after the department I worked in closed down I went solo. Self employed in research and consultancy. Basically, rogue scientist. I did a lot of work for food companies, rented lab space (bizarrely, just a few doors along from the lab I worked in before) and that work was mostly on prebiotics. It’s still covered by confidentiality agreements so I still can’t publicise what was in it. Nor indeed, what is still in it in my fridge.

‘Prebiotic’ was a very poor choice of name, because trying to search ‘prebiotic’ throws up a lot of work on the chemicals on Earth before life evolved. Picking out papers on the modern definition was seriously difficult. The modern prebiotic is something you eat that specifically feeds the good guys in your gut so they are better able to kick the crap out of the bad guys when they show up – or even if they are already there. This is different to ‘probiotic’ which involves adding live bacteria – usually one or more of the lactic acid bacteria group – to your microflora. Like Actimel. That’s a probiotic. Inulin is a prebiotic, it works but take too much and you’ll get gas production to rival Russia. The Stuff does not have that problem.

My first work as a loose cannon centred on Clostridium difficile, a very nasty bacterium that you mostly catch in hospital when your immune system and gut bacteria are already buggered by antibiotics. Oh I could fix it, the doctors who let us try this on patients were delighted. The antibiotics they’d need to use on this infection – metronidazole and vancomycin – are very heavily toxic themselves. They are last-resort drugs, but nothing else worked. We (the food company I worked for, me, and a couple of other scientists acting as advisors) made a yoghourt-like drink that was actually very pleasant. One a day and the symptoms soon reduced. Best of all, it contained nothing that could be considered a medication so you didn’t need a prescription.

As I say, the doctors were delighted. Admin were not. They blocked every attempt to arrange a proper, definitive trial. We could not get a yoghourt drink past their ethical committee. Why? Well it was cheap and involved no patented drugs. Oh we knew why, the doctors knew why, but none of us were allowed to say. It was something to do with certain peoples’ profits. I’ll say no more on this.

Right. Few people think much about what happens inside them. In your gut there are about three pounds (approx. 1.5 kg) of bacteria. Doesn’t sound like much does it? Okay, take a glass of water. There will need to be close to a million bacteria per millilitre before that water starts to look cloudy. And it won’t even register on a normal kitchen scale as being any heavier than a glass of pure water. Three pounds of bacteria is not just a minor amount. It’s an entire ecosystem. There are more bacteria in everyone’s gut than there are people, or even mammals, on Earth. Many, many species – it used to be classed as around 400 species until DNA analysis really took off and we started to find genes from bacteria we didn’t know existed. Now it’s likely to be at least double that number.

Incidentally… from the linked article…

“It’s only in the past 15 years that we’ve come to understand the incredible diversity of the microbiome. It’s almost like a rainforest inside our bodies. There are 100 times more bacterial genes than human genes,” says Smith.

Past 15 years? Bollocks. We’ve known about this for a very long time indeed. It was clear when I started, when I moved from ruminant to non-ruminant gut research in 1990. We were meddling with the very fabric of life itself even then, working on probiotics for pigs to try to stop a K88 variant of Escherichia coli that made pigs very sick. It doesn’t hurt humans at all but then E. coli O157 does nothing to pigs so… swings and roundabouts.

Early on in my career I had considered the ‘perfect probiotic’. You would take this bacterium, most likely a Lactobacillus or a Bifidobacterium, dose it into one pig and it would spread through the piggery and they’d all be protected. I soon realised it couldn’t work, but my reasons were not the same as those who were trying to put me off.

Their reasoning was economic. If my idea was possible, there’s no money in it. Selling one dose to an entire piggery, once, was nothing compared to selling a weekly dose that had to be dosed into every individual pig. Well I could see that but my focus has never been money. I’ve never had very much of it and wouldn’t know what to do with it if I did.

My reasoning was that the gut bacteria are an ecosystem that does not like to be disturbed. They are, you could say, territorial. This is different in every single gut, the dominant species in yours is not the same as the dominant species in mine. You mess up the equilibrium they have established and they will make you pay. A big dose of antibiotics will do it, the equilibrium is broken and they hit the exits fast.

While that equilibrium is in chaos your gut is open to the establishment of a new one. Not necessarily a better one. This disruption is how things like Cl. difficile get a hold, and several other gut infections only found in hospitals. Oh you won’t have heard about those, you only hear how they are smoke-free, not infection-free. I blame it mostly on the outsourcing of cleaners but that’s another story, related to the reasons behind food borne diseases. A different lecture, I’ll try not to get distracted.

Okay. So. You have a gut ecosystem in equilibrium. This is why Salmonella has to go in mob-handed to set up an infection. A few of them will get wiped out at once. They need thousands in one dose to get established. The Local Gut Bacteria do not like strangers.

They don’t like probiotics either. Yes, they are the ‘good guys’ but they are still strangers and the gut bacteria do not like competition. That’s why you need to take things like Actimel daily. The bacteria it contains will not establish in your gut. Their competitors will fight them for that ecological niche.

So we come to prebiotics. Your gut already has many species and genera of the lactic acid bacteria. The prebiotic idea is to feed them, make them stronger and better able to fight the pathogens when they try to invade. It works, it boosts your resistance to gut pathogens (other than viruses, bacteria can do nothing to stop them) but it can never transfer between people. You can pass on a live bacterium but not a chemical that’s bacteria food. You have to take this stuff routinely and individually.

Which can be profitable even if it’s cheap. But if it’s not profiting the Pharmers, they stamp on it. We have seen this in action recently. There’s no point denying it, it’s been clear for a long time.

You can fix most gut problems with diet. I am not lactose intolertant and I do not have gluten allergy. My fucked up guts are genetic. However… I won’t get a life threatening reaction to gluten but I definitely react badly to having too much of it. Basketball belly and power washer arse. Gluten and lactose are in so many things now it’s easy to get an overdose. Even if you don’t have an actual allergy, an overdose can be bad.

You know those precooked chickens and chicken pieces that are browner than anything you’ve ever cooked? They are coated with lactose. It’s not sweet enough to be noticed but it caramelises like sucrose. Gives that lovely brown colour without adding sweetness. You eat those, you’re adding to your lactose intake. Too much and, as with gluten, your gut bacteria go into overdrive and… boom. Literally.

Now, Billy Gates Gruff is getting involved in this. He is not going to be interested in faecal transplants (these work best between related individuals because your own genetics have an effect on which bacteria grow best in there) because these are not Pharmer profits.

He has made clear he wants a ‘vaccine’ that spreads on its own. A genetically modified bacterium that establishes in someone’s gut and spreads through the whole population. This is the way to do it. He won’t make a lot of money from it but does he really need any more? He will, however, gain massive control from this. Your guts will be subject to patent.

Because as with everything else he has meddled with, it will be a disaster for humanity. Everyone’s gut is different. Everyone has their own unique gut ecosystem. When this thing gets into you, you are likely to need lifelong medication to keep it under control.

I doubt the Billy Gates Gruff understands this, he’s just a front man after all. He just revels in the cash. He does nothing, he pays other people to do stuff. In the Global Heirarchy, he’s middle management.

So his solution is going to be expensive meddling, like everything else he does. It’s going to harm and kill a lot of people, but then as a population-reduction advocate, that’s his goal anyway.

If you don’t have any gut problems, stay well away from anything that comes out of this.

If you do, look at your diet first. That is where the solutions lie.

Entertainment – The Trojan

Monday is author quarterly payment time. Currently Leg Iron Books pays 100% of profits to authors (every book sale has a profit even if it’s pennies) because there’s enough coming in from the anthologies that there’s no need to pick out a penny from the author pennies.

So. I have been keeping abreast of developments in the rather silly Covid nonsense that’s going on now and I thought, well, there’s a good idea for a story in here. This is it, I’ll probably include it in the Halloween anthology because this crap isn’t going to end any time soon so I’m likely to need yet another lockdown title. Later though, I’m still editing Wandra Nomad’s book (slow because I was a little bit ill lately, but it’s grown back now).

Anyway. Without further ado, here’s a tale of pure fiction. Pure fiction. I just made it up. Try to keep that in mind. Oh and it’s very first draft. There may be adjustments to be made.

The Trojan

Darius Blackthorn wrinkled his nose and dropped the sheaf of papers onto the desk. “This is a flu virus. It’s hardly a weapon. Okay, you made it a bit more infectious but it’s not going to do much, is it?”

“Ah.” Doctor Robson picked up the papers and tidied them into a neat pile. “I appreciate that your speciality lies outside the biological sciences, Mr. Blackthorn. Very few people would grasp the implications of this result and that is exactly how it should be.”

“So?” Blackthorn reached for the whisky decanter. “I’ll offer you a drink when you’ve explained yourself. I’m no expert, it’s true, but it’s pretty clear that all you’ve done here is add some attachment proteins to what is basically a flu virus.” He poured himself a drink and stared into Robson’s eyes.

“Well, that’s what it looks like because that’s exactly what I designed it to look like.” Robson eyed the decanter for a moment. “It’s meant to appear as though it evolved naturally. Just a flu virus with extra infectivity. Oh sure, someone will work out it’s not natural but by then it’ll be too late.”

“Why would anyone even investigate it?” Blackthorn took a sip of his whisky and placed the glass carefully on the silver coaster on his desk. “It’s bloody flu. It’ll kill as many as flu does every year and the rest will recover and forget about it.”

“This is only part of the weapon. The virus will do rather more than flu but it won’t do it to very many people. That’s true, but the virus isn’t the explosive in this weapon. It’s just the primer.”

Blackthorn shook his head. “You’re really not making any sense.”

“Well, let’s try an analogy. You are, of course, familiar with the story of Troy?” Robson raised one eyebrow.

“Of course. The gift of a giant wooden horse that turned out to be full of soldiers. It’s a legend pretty much everyone grew up with.” Blackthorn narrowed his eyes. “I’ve paid you a lot of money to come up with a new and effective bioweapon and you’ve produced flu. I suggest you hasten your explanation.”

Robson took a sharp breath. He was well aware of the reputation around the Blackthorn family. They did not exactly take failure in their stride, and especially did not tolerate failures they had paid a lot of money for.

Robson cleared his throat. “Okay. The flu is the beginning. Only we don’t call it flu, we call it something else. Then we ramp up the scares. We attribute every flu case to our new virus and when it puts a few into intensive care, we really publicise that.”

Blackthorn sniffed. “That part is easy. I can pull strings with the media and the health services and I have people advising the idiots in government. They’ll do what they are paid to do.” He steepled his fingers. “But it’s going to turn out to be flu in the end. We can’t keep the fake going forever. People will notice there are no bodies piling up anywhere.” He glared at Robson. “And the death toll will be a normal winter death toll. As weapons go, this is total shit.”

“The scare factor is a critical part of—”

“Dammit!” Blackthorn thumped the desk. “I can scare people just by looking at them. It doesn’t kill them. I paid for a weapon, not a bloody Halloween trick.”

Robson held up his hands and took slow breaths. Blackthorn was indeed currently scaring the shit out of him. “Okay. I’m getting to that. The scare factor is a critical part of getting people to take the vaccines.”

Blackthorn took a deep drink of his whisky. He rubbed his eyes. He topped up his glass and stared at Robson in silence for several minutes before intoning “Vaccines.”

“Yes, I—”

“You are going to give me a trivial ‘bioweapon’ and then cure it.” Blackthorn shook his head, slowly. “I should have gone with Armitage’s idea. It was crazy, as usual, but at least he didn’t plan to provide a cure.”

“Ah, but the vaccines are part of the weapon. The virus is the primer, the vaccines are the explosives.” Robson allowed himself a smug smile for a moment.

“Okay.” Blackthorn drew a deep sigh. “Explain.”

“The virus is actually irrelevant.” Robson clasped his hands. “It’s the attachment protein that’s important. It’s deadly, but nobody will realise that for months at least. They’ll think it’s the virus causing heart and other organ failures because all they’ll see is infected people.”

Blackthorn nodded. “Continue.”

“Well, the attachment protein is the obvious candidate for a vaccine. Which means vaccine companies will inject millions of people with the attachment protein and,” Robson grinned, “some new technologies will have people producing it in their own body cells. They’ll think they’ve been immunised against a virus when really, the virus itself would do most of them no harm. It’s our Trojan horse to get the toxic protein in. We don’t need to spread an infection. They’ll queue up to get the toxin injected.”

Blackthorn pursed his lips and blinked a few times. “Brilliant. That’s bloody brilliant. So the virus does sod all, it’s the cure that finishes them off.” He furrowed his brow. “But won’t they notice when people start keeling over after being injected?”

“Most won’t.” Robson wrinkled his nose. “But a few will. More than with any other vaccine. We’ll need your influence to keep up the virus scare and simultaneously play down the vaccine injuries and deaths.”

Blackthorn waved his hand. “No problem. But if it doesn’t affect too many, is there any point?”

“Oh that comes later. The attachment protein will react fast in a few who are sensitive, but it will react much later in most people, so far down the line they’ll never link it to the vaccination. Maybe a year or so.” Robson grinned. “It’s the weapon nobody sees coming, and they won’t even recognise it when it does. A Trojan virus full of molecular soldiers.” He coughed. “Oh and incidentally, those of us who have shares in vaccine companies might want to increase our holding.”

Blackthorn said nothing. He simply poured whisky into a fine crystal glass and set it in front of Robson.

I’m not saying it’s aliens but…

Not really though.

Remember when there were all those reports of black flying triangles that no airport radar could verify? There were loads of them. Then the air force turned out this new aircraft that was invisible to radar, roughly triangular in shape and… black. What? you don’t think they had prototypes and test flights? Of course they did. They just didn’t admit it.

Now we have the Pentagon releasing pilot tapes of UFOs they have spotted and tracked. Little blurry images that seem to move in ways that are impossible in modern avionics. Aliens? New technology being trialled? Or maybe just bird shit sliding off the scanner?

If these things are Russian or Chinese, then the Pentagon would be concerned. If they are American, would the Pentagon tell the fighter pilot about these top secret developments? Or would they let them loose on the internet as a sort of middle finger to Russia and China… ‘Yeah, you don’t know what this is but it’s our future air force’. Or maybe there’s another reason they are all coming out now.

Way back in 1938, Orson Welles did a radio dramatisation of H.G. Wells’ ‘War of the Worlds’. He decided to do it as if it was a documentary and actually happening. There was mass panic because most of the world believed there really was an alien invasion. No internet, no TV, no way for anyone to check. The radio was their only source of information.

Ah, but now we have internet and TV, we can’t be fooled any more, right?

You ever watch the Superman films? ‘You’ll believe a man can fly’. How about Thor or Hulk or any of the others? TV can lie to you far more convincingly than radio ever could.Think of the incredible and entirely believable CGI effects you’ve seen in recent years.

Now. Would it be that hard to fake an alien invasion? Orson Welles did it with words on a radio. What if you could actually see it happen on TV?

You would, of course, have to shut down internet and other communications in the area where you have your fakery but really, that’s a trivial issue. It’s easy. Flick of a switch. Nobody can verify or deny the reports. Nobody can get in or out because, obviously, it would be a restricted area. Would you believe it?

I wouldn’t, but then I’m a cynical old curmudgeon but look around. For the last year, people have demanded everyone wear masks that even state on the box that they don’t stop viruses as absolute protection against a virus. They are going around in plastic tents that make them look like prototype Daleks. They are wearing space helmets to walk alone in forests. They wear masks when driving alone in their cars. One mask isn’t good enough? They wear two.

Every directive. Every insane, ridiculous suggestion, they lap it all up and they stay scared. Give them a CGI alien attack on some place with no communications (currently Gaza, if you’ve noticed) and they will believe every single word of it.

Now, I’m not saying that’s what’s going to happen next, as the covid narrative dies out in failure…

…but that’s what’s going to happen next.


I have been pretty tied up with the Spring anthology. It was a little short on pages – that wouldn’t stop publication but it would mean I couldn’t have the title on the spine. A small thing, I know, but this is the fourteenth and I do like consistency.

I was only around ten pages short. I thought about adding in some photos but meh, that’s obvious padding. In the end, Cade F.O.N Apollyon came to the rescue with an extra story and I found two of mine that had not appeared in previous anthologies. So it’s 140 pages.

All interiors are complete – print and eBook versions – so all that’s left is the cover. I had that all planned out too.

I have a candle in a ceramic skull, a gift from CStM (she knows what I like). The skull’s eyesockets are open and the candle is red. I think you can guess where this is going. Well, I’ve had the candle for a while and was waiting for the right time to light it – and the overall dark theme of this Spring anthology demanded it.

I had underestimated how big this candle really is. It’s going to take a few hours burning before the eyes leak. So that’s where we are – waiting for a candle to burn down to photographic levels.

This is a quick snap. It will of course be on a black backsheet but that’s flammable so I’ll have to watch it all the time. For now it’s safely progressing with nothing flammable around it. Once the eyes start to leak, I set up and start photographing. I hope to have the cover finished tomorrow and that’s really all I’m waiting for now. If I’d realised how long it would take I’d have lit it earlier!

Anyway, the book is complete, just waiting for a candle to burn and we’ll have a cover.

So, we are now to be terrified of the Indian variant of covid. Don’t be ridiculous. It’s running a corner shop or making T shirts somewhere. Seriously though, we are getting reports on absolute numbers, not ‘covid per million’ numbers. India has 1.4 billion people and thousands die every day of things like diarrhoea.

I’m not kidding. Giardia lamblia thrives in the warmer waters there and water purification isn’t a widespread thing. This thing turns your arse into Satan’s shitty power washer and you’ll find it hard to take in water faster than you’re pumping it out. And if your water supply is contaminated, taking in more just makes it worse. Really, for India, covid is having a very small extra effect on top of starvation and filthy water supplies and more.

The India strain is being hyped. It’s no more dangerous than any other and none of them have proved to be any more dangerous than the flu… which has vanished. This is now all about selling vaccines, which is what it has been about all along. Don’t imagine that the Pharmers care about you. They care about making money. Nothing else.

It has become increasingly difficult to find any reliable information on anything at all. There are people saying the mRNA vaccines will integrate into your DNA. This is not possible. It simply cannot happen. The DNA versions, well, maybe. I can’t find any data either way. The RNA ones, not a chance.

There are reports that the vaccinated are shedding spike protein. This is actually quite likely. When you exhale, your breath contains shed cells. If you have a virus, it contains virus particles. The spike protein is even smaller than the virus so if your body is making it then having it come out on your breath is almost guaranteed.

It’s not an intact virus. It can’t infect anyone but it seems (anecdotally) that it can have some effect on those around the vaccinated. At least for a while after vaccination. It’s being blamed for irregular periods in unvaccinated women and some effects in breast fed infants. My advice? Don’t risk it. If you are pregnant or breastfeeding, wait until that’s over before considering the vaccine. The manufacturers have stated that they have not tested it on pregnant or breastfeeding women and don’t recommend they take it. Listen to them, not to the NHS who think they can stick this potion into anyone and it’ll be fine. The NHS is lost to the Land of Money and doesn’t care about anything else now. If it ever did.

Then we have the 5G thing. It’s still going. I don’t see how microwaves can affect an infection but I’m keeping an open mind for now. You never know. One thing I am sure of is that microwaves cannot initiate an infection. That requires an infectious agent and no EM radiation can conjure one out of the air. Whether it can trigger a dormant infection, well, I don’t know. There are other issues with short range powerful microwaves, but out here I won’t have to worry too much about those for a long time. We still have copper phone lines.

There is so much more conflicting information to deal with. Later, if I can make any sense of it.

For now, it’s not the vaccines that worry me so much. It’s the religious fervour surrounding them. I have never before been asked if I’ve taken any vaccine and have never asked anyone else. Now it’s like some kind of assimilation juice – if you haven’t had it you are not One Of Us. Well what about tuberculosis? Mumps? Polio? Any of the others? Nobody ever cared. Why now, for something no more dangerous than flu?

I know, if you had the vaccine, you’re happy with the vaccine passport. You think it will only apply to this one, right? You don’t think it will apply to flu or any of the far more dangerous diseases. Just covid. That’s the only one.

I need to publish this book fast. I have a story that tells you where it’s going.

I don’t think you’re going to like it.

Blood Clots and Holidays

The title poll for Anthology 14 is still going, until midnight tomorrow (link opens in a new tab). I’ll have to add it all up manually though.

Okay. Lots of news about blood clots lately. I suspect it’s being amplified/fuelled by corporate rivalry but it’s a real effect. It started with the Oxford vaccine, then the J&J one, leaving the Moderna and Pfizer ones feeling smug. Until a study showed that those vaccines were causing more frequent blood clots – but that study comes from Oxford. There is definitely an element of ‘but their stuff is worse’ in all this but it’s irrelevant.

My father died suddenly in February 2020. It turned out to be a pulmonary embolism, a blood clot in his lungs. This was before the Covid hysteria really got going and long before vaccines, so nothing to do with either of them. It’s still relevant. My father suffered multiple strokes in his old age. They left him barely able to walk although his mind remained as sharp as ever. Therefore blood clots, strokes, are in the family and I’m not taking anything that will increase my risk.

Especially not an experimental vaccine using a technique never before used in humans – and which has always failed in animal trials with horrible consequences. Blood clots are a recent issue with these vaccines, although that might not be entirely correct. There have also been cases of blindness, sudden death and many other adverse events. Let’s concentrate on the blood clots though, since this post could otherwise become a novel. I already babble on far too long, I’ll try to keep this one focused.

There is an excuse put out that ‘Ah but Covid also causes blood clots’. Of course it does. It’s the spike protein that causes the clots. We’ve known since very early on that in really severe caes the virus affects the blood. Now I’m not talking about those having to stay in bed for a few weeks, nor even most of those hospitalised. I’m talking about the ones put on forced ventilation in ICU. I don’t blame the doctors, they were treating a respiratory virus and when blood oxygen drops, the obvious answer is to get the ventilators out.

It turned out, and was soon realised, that ventilation was the wrong approach. It wasn’t lack of oxygen getting through the lungs that caused the problem. The virus was in the bloodstream and no matter how much oxygen you pumped into the lungs, the blood wasn’t transporting it. Because it was clotting.

So. Now we know that it’s the spike protein that causes clotting. And what do these vaccines do? They make your own body cells pump out the spike protein. The very thing that causes clotting.

To be fair, it wasn’t known that the spike protein caused the blood clots when the vaccines were first rolled out. Now that it is known, shouldn’t governments be stopping the use of this experimental stuff? Not a bit of it. They must have those vaccine passports and if they reduce the population in the meantime, they’ll see it as a bonus. An increasing number of medical staff are objecting but until their number gets above the level at which they can’t all be sacked, most will remain silenced.

The blood clot issue came to light when the 30-50 age group were injected. Some are dying within hours or days. Others are struggling with blood clots for some time. So why didn’t it show up in the older age groups, who were vaccinated first? Two possible reasons.

Maybe it did. But someone in their eighties dying of a stroke or a blood clot (as my father did) isn’t at all unusual. There would have had to have been a massive increase in the numbers dying and it wasn’t massive enough to be noticed – or maybe not so massive that it couldn’t be well hidden. By the way, if you still think your government is telling you the truth after this past year, then this isn’t the blog for you. I can’t help you and I’m not going to try.

The other reason depends on immune response. The older you get, the slower your immune response. It’s the reason cancer is far more common in the old. The cancer grows and spreads before the immune system really gets to grips with it.

So you can picture an elderly immune system sitting around in its slippers, sipping tea, and saying ‘That’s a jolly naughty virus over there. I should get around to doing something about that’. Yes, it’s a British immune system.

The young immune system will go at an infection like an enraged mob of Visigoths. It will hit very hard and won’t much care about collateral damage. It’s focused entirely on destroying the threat. So you’ll get a much faster and much bigger reaction in a young person than an old one.

It’s the other way around with the actual virus. The virus is far more dangerous in the elderly. The vaccine is far more dangerous in the young. This might be due to the virus being an actual intact particle, so the immune system is attacking the whole thing, while the vaccines simply cause your cells to pump out spike protein. That could result in an overreaction to one part of the virus, rather than a more general reaction to the entire particle.

They have now started ‘trials’ on babies and children. Already killed a few. They aren’t going to stop though. I can’t even imagine how any parent could offer up their child to any kind of experiment, much less this particular one. But then, the disease of virtue signalling has been around a lot longer than Covid. I hope those running the trials have some heavy duty lawyers. Since children are likely to be far more harmed by the vaccines than the virus, the ethics of this are questionable at best.

Ah but you must have the experimental potion if you want to go on a holiday abroad, right? Funnily enough, getting the injection changes nothing. You still have to mask up, social distance, no meeting family or friends, absolutely no physical contact and… you still can’t travel.

This is because it has nothing to do with any virus and probably never did. It’s about imposing a New Normal where common tourists don’t go around messing up the playgrounds of the elites. Where the plebs are monitored and controlled and selectively bred for compliance. If you think that’s a conspiracy theory you’re already bred for compliance. This didn’t start yesterday.

Evidence of ‘vaccine shedding’ is appearing and becoming more common. Ah but the vaccines contain no viable virus, right? This is of course absolutely true. What they contain is the genetic code to make virus spike protein. Which will then bud off your cells as little balls of cell membrane covered in spike protein. Some of those will contain copies of the RNA needed to make more spike protein, and the spike protein allows the little blobs to attach to cells and insert the RNA….

No, they didn’t give you the virus. They gave you the means to make it yourself. In your own cells.

The vaccinated are giving it all they can about ‘stay away from the unvaccinated’ and I really think they should. I will happily wear any kind of indicator that I am unvaccinated so the vaccinated stay away from me.

It’s starting to look like the vaccinated are the dangerous ones.

An era ends

Okay, I plan to put up a poll in a day or so (assuming I can work out how) to have a fair assessment of which title is best. I’ll go with the winner, no matter what (unless it is Anthology McAnthologyface or similar) and I’ll abide by the decision.

Ah, it seems Prince Philip has died. That’s a terrible shame, he was mere weeks from his 100th birthday and his telegram from his wife. I would have loved to see his reaction to that.

Mrs. Queen and Snarky Phil are the only monarchs I have known. Mrs. Queen was on the throne before I was born and it will be hard to believe she is no longer on it before I die. Considering my whisky intake, she might be. I’m not sure I want to see the reign of Charles III, having done some research into the first two. Although I might be able to train some of the next batch of Roundheads. It’s not entirely unlikely, Cromwell was 45 when he led the Ironside Cavalry at Marston Moor. I’m older but I drink and I know things.

I have been a staunch supporter of Mrs. Queen but she is the last of the royal family in my mind. I cannot support Charles and his ridiculous green agenda. Spike Milligan was right about him. I see no improvement in William and I expect George to be indoctrinated into the Cult of the Green God too, if he isn’t already. After Elizabeth II, the royal family has no purpose anymore. They certainly have no royalty about them.

Prince Philip was a great man. A man with no filters, he said what was in his mind and sometimes he set off the perpetually offended with his off-the-cuff remarks. Those weak and feeble people like to forget that he actually fought in the second world war, in the navy, against real and genuine Nazis. It meant they would not be validated in calling him a Nazi even though they don’t want to realise what it actually means. It means… them.

There will never be another Phil the Greek. None of his offspring come close. Perhaps he didn’t put enough in. Certainly Charles appears to be a bit of late-pull-out spillage. Maybe Edward, the one who has gone quiet, will rise to replace him. We can hope. In the end… I suppose… it really doesn’t matter.

Mrs. Queen has lost her rock, the man who was her constant support throughout her life. It is common in these cases, even in much younger couples, for one to follow the other into whatever comes after. And they were so very close. I really don’t think she can last much longer, I think her grief will call the Reaper to her. They were together for so very long, his absence will feel like a knife into her soul.

I don’t want Mrs. Queen to die. I really don’t. It’s not just a royalist thing, it’s also a selfish thing. I see what is coming under Charles III and I’d rather she outlived me. And the jug-eared twat too. Although it seems he has infected his son with the same shite.

Traditional Britain has nothing left. When the Queen goes it all goes. There is no continuity.

The Royals have spent all this time keeping Britain intact. None of their successors believe in that. They all want the opposite.

I am a Royalist until Mrs. Queen passes.

After that I am a roundhead.

It’s the same game

On Easter Monday, the man we think is in charge of the country will announce his plans for ‘covid passports’. Yes, this is the same man who very clearly stated, mere weeks ago, that his government would never countenance the idea of covid passports. Multiple government ministers made the same statement. They all lied. The contracts to produce the passports were already in place.

We shouldn’t really be surprised at this. This is, after all, the government who wanted us to stay locked down for three weeks to flatten the curve and protect the NHS. The same NHS which is now little more than an experimental-vaccine delivery service. This is the government who told us their emergency covid laws would only be for six months. Anyone still believing a word they say is, frankly, nuts.

Boris’s announcement is already pointless. It has, as is the normal procedure with government now, already been leaked in full. His threat to make everyone show a covid passport to enter a pub has been ‘abandoned’ and there is much relief. Cries of ‘we beat that one’.

No you haven’t. This is the same game they played when they threw all the smokers out of all pubs and clubs, starting in 2006. Don’t you remember? Look at the list of ‘exemptions’ –

Remember when the smoking ban came in? It was originally not going to apply to private clubs or to pubs that didn’t serve meals. They were to be allowed to choose whether to ban or allow smoking. Do you remember what (entirely predictably) happened?

The pubs that were facing a compulsory ban demanded a ‘level playing field’ so their smoking customers would not simply move to another venue. The government ‘caved in’ to this demand because it was what they were planning all along anyway. Incidentally, the smokers largely moved to ‘shed pubs’ in each others’ gardens, or to the kind of ‘smoky-drinky’ gatherings I was involved in – because nobody was allowed to have a smokers-only club that would exclude all nonsmokers for the sake of their imagined health.

So, expect to see cries from theatres and nightclubs of ‘not fair!’ and ‘level playing field’ and ‘why do we have a restricted customer base when pubs don’t?’ And then the government will ‘cave in to demand’ and do exactly what they had always planned to do. Then, just watch those green lines turn red one by one. Restaurants and hotels next, then I think trains. Not that many people can afford to travel by train these days. We once looked at the cost of taking the train from Aberdeen to Wales, and it was cheaper to book a week’s holiday in Greece.

If Boris gets so much as a fingernail-hold on this vaccine passport it will expand rapidly and it will not end. What’s that? He said it was only for a year? Well, of course it is. Then you have to renew it by getting another vaccine. A year later you have to renew it again. Soon there will be an ‘administrative charge’ and then VAT on top. You want freedom? No problem, we can sell you a licence to be free. It lasts a whole year, then we can sell you a new one. You just have to roll up your sleeve.

It’s not a ‘covid passport’. It’s a ‘vaccine passport’ now. Who believes it will only apply to Covid once it’s in place? Flu will be immediately added (incidentally, I’m pleased I didn’t accept a flu vaccine this year, since flu has apparently been eradicated). More will follow. There will be a whole mass of experimental ones that, like the current Covid vaccines, only have emergency approval. They cannot be used if the emergency ends. Therefore the emergency can never be allowed to end.

The vaccine makers are loving this. No need for expensive trials, they simply get emergency approval and the rollout is the trial. You have to accept it if you want a normal life, and don’t worry if it kills a few, there are still plenty of customers left. Oh, and ignore those doctors who say there are cheap and effective treatments available, we’re just going to fire them all. Who needs doctors anyway, when you can be vaccinated against anything now. One more thing… you can’t sue the vaccine makers. They are above the law now.

Yeah, I know, it’s too far-fetched to be true. Like the machine-gun-carrying drones, the medichip and the brain chip I wrote into Panoptica. I didn’t expect those to appear in real life quite so fast. Way too far-fetched. A few months back, so were vaccine passports. A few months before that, lockdowns were sure to end soon. In March 2020, it was just three weeks to flatten the curve. What do you think you’ll be accepting as ‘normal’ a year from now? Internment camps for the unvaccinated? Hell, there are many who would accept that right now.

The vaccinated believe that the unvaccinated are a danger to them. Which can only mean that the vaccines actually increase your risk of infection. No other vaccine has been stuck with this kind of propaganda, and in normal times, at least a few of these people would have questioned this. These are not normal times. People have been scared into believing that anyone unvaccinated is infected. Despite the WHO proving, in a massive trial, that asymptomatic spread simply isn’t a thing. Yet the UK government keep up this ‘one in three people are asymptomatic spreaders’.

And… the vaccines don’t stop you catching or spreading it, they just reduce symptoms. So if there is now any asymptomatic spread it’s in the vaccinated, not the unvaccinated. There is a much bigger problem with a vaccine that reduces symptoms but doesn’t stop spread, but I’ve already written that into a short story. It’ll be on the blog when the next anthology is published, in a week or so.

I find that if I put all these concerns for the future into short stories, nobody accuses me of being the New Icke. It’s just fiction, right 😉

What a pity it keeps coming true.

The Vaccinators

That’s going to be a short story title for sure. Heck, it should have been a 1960s thriller series. If I could travel back in time… I’d be too young to write it.

So we have the One True Disease now and everyone thinks it’s instant death. Nobody’s much bothered about cancer or diabetes or anything else at all. Just the One True Disease that will kill us all.

Except… well over 99% of those who get it make a full recovery. And then we play with percentages.

Covid kills around 0.3% of those who catch it, with a mean age of 82. The younger you are, the lower that percentage goes. Strangely there are no percentages available on so-called ‘long covid’ which is actually a well known phenomenon called post viral syndrome. This is a real thing but it’s really not common and I’m betting you know few, if any, who have experienced it. Basically, it means the virus (any virus can do it) wreaked so much havoc that it will take weeks or months, sometimes years, to recover from it. All those damaged and destroyed body cells have to be replaced and it can take some time. The virus (any virus and indeed many bacterial infections, including Campylobacter which is in most chickens) could trigger Guillame-Barr syndrome and that might never get better.

So you decide. Live your life in sterile bubble-wrap or take your chances and have some fun before the shit hits the fan. It might never happen, your personal fan might remain forever shitless and if you stayed in the safe zone you might end up feeling pretty silly one day, lying in a hospital bed, dying of nothing.

Let’s face it. We are all going to die. None of us are immortal. One day I’ll be gone and these words, and the books I’ve written, will be all that’s left until a solar flare wipes out all electronic records. Most of the books and all the scientific papers are at least in print somewhere but this blog? It’s around until the sun decides to send us a reset. That will happen too, eventually. I hope it doesn’t happen before I die, it would be a pain to see it all wiped. Also, I hope the books don’t make millions after I die since they’ve made sod all while I’m alive. If you buy my books after I die I’m haunting you. Buy them before and you get unmolested sleep. I think that’s a fair deal.

Percentages. 0.3% die of this virus. We are told a ‘new variant’ is 100% more deadly. That means it kills 0.6% of those it infects. Does that sound far less scary than ‘100% more deadly’, or is it just me?

We’re also told that the vaccines reduce the death rate by 80%. Okay. We are starting with a 0.3% death rate so an 80% reduction takes that to 0.06%. 0.3% to 0.06%, well, if you are in the 0.24% that’s good news but if you were already in the 99.7% who weren’t going to die anyway, big deal.

Remember, the mean age of death is 82. Coincidentally, that was my father’s age when he died. Not of Covid, he died before this shitshow got under way and that might be a dark kind of blessing. He did not have the patience to deal with this nonsense. So, if you are 82 and you are in the 0.24% who are saved by the vaccine… how much time do you think you realistically have left? Months? Years? Weeks? Hours?

Oh I know it sounds fatalistic but I’m 60. The president of Tanzania just died at 61. I have known people who died at 40 of heart failure and brain haemorrhages. I remember a co-worker who died in his forties of cancer. Didn’t smoke or drink, was never overweight, it got him anyway. You and I are like filament light bulbs. We can burn bright today and tomorrow – pop. One day you just don’t wake up. The rest of the world carries on.

Life is finite for all of us. We have all just wasted a year of it in lockdown. You don’t get that added back on at the end, it’s gone. Done. The year you have spent cowering in terror has brought you, me, all of us one year closer to meeting the Reaper. Death’s hourglasses didn’t stop for a year. You don’t get to turn the clock back. That year is gone. The skeletal referee will not give you ‘injury time’ at the end of the game. How many more years do you want to waste, in fear of something that has a 0.3% chance of killing you?

Let’s play a game. Let’s say you follow every deranged and made-up piece of advice the ‘health experts’ spout. You don’t smoke or drink, touch no drugs of any kind, eat as directed, drink the required volume of water, recycle your tofu packets, all of it. Then one day you’re out for a drive (or more likely, cycle) with all your hi-viz gear and your perfect road sense and following every guideline… but you don’t know that the guy driving at breakneck speed towards you has a pile of empty cheap vodka bottles in the back of his car and is swigging from his sixth today. Maybe he’s had a crap life, maybe he’s suicidal, but now he can barely see the road, never mind you. What do you think comes next?


And he’ll rattle on along the road until he finds the corner he can’t take and he’ll die without knowing he killed you.

That, I’m afraid, is the reality of life. Any second now, your gas boiler might explode or your toaster burn down your house. You might have a blood clot building in your brain or an aorta that’s about to pop and leak your life away in your sleep. Any of us, no matter how healthy we might feel today, could be dead tomorrow, We are not indestructible, we are actually quite easy to kill.

So what do you want? A life of nothing, of pure safety, that might end spontaneously at 100 or 90 or 70 or 40 or even 20? Yes, that happens. Or do you want to end it knowing you at least made the best of it and enjoyed it? You only get one go at this. When ‘Game Over’ appears, you don’t get to respawn.

You can take the covid vaccine. That will let you get on a P&O cruise this summer. You’ll still have to wear masks and socially distance even though every single person on that ship is vaccinated. Does that make you think? At all? For many, the answer is, of course, no.

The vaccine is currently being blamed for blood clots. Not just any blood clots, as the MSM would have you believe. I don’t know if you can access this if you don’t have Twitter but if you can, this tells you it’s some very specific blood clots. Cerebral venous sinus thrombosis. Not the general ‘blood clots’ that are no higher than expected. A specific type that is 700% higher than expected.

This should come as no surprise since it’s already known that the virus spike protein activates platelets and initiates clotting. The virus itself does it so making the spike protein in your body can do it too. Fortunately this reaction is rare. For now. Long term? Who knows? Nobody. There hasn’t been any ‘long term’ yet.

Also, this concentration on blood clots is odd. Nobody suspended the vaccine over effects such as blindness or Bell’s palsy or even death. Why this one?

And then there’s the long well-known thing about vaccines. Any vaccine will make you more susceptible to the disease you’re vaccinated against for up to a week, while your immune system cranks up. Normally it doesn’t matter. When I was vaccinated against rabies and various forms of hepatitis, my chances of encountering the disease within the next week were pretty much zero. Even tetanus, unless I went out and rubbed dirt into open wounds in the next week, chances of getting infected were close to zero.

But now, we are giving vaccines against a virus that’s endemic. It’s here. Now. All over the place. Chances of encountering it are pretty good. And we are priming people to get it.

But hey, nobody cares what I think. Maybe if you hear it from the head of the Vaccine Development Office at the German Centre for Infection Research, you’ll pay more attention.

Or maybe not. Maybe you’ll laugh this off and ignore it. Maybe you’ll try to convince me your way is the One True Way. The choice is yours. Your future is yours to decide.

It always was.

Out after curfew

Cards on the table. Aside from not being able to visit family, lockdown has had little effect on me. It’s had much more effect on my car – the decayed brakes and dead battery were entirely caused by lack of use.

I have a small pension, not enough for a world cruise but it pays for rent and food and heating (although heating is of course supplemented by having a real fire and an endless supply of free wood). There is a trickle of income from Leg Iron Books, still not much but it’s slowly improving. At the moment I’m not taking a cut from author profits since these are still low, authors get 100% and I just get the pennies from each anthology sold. The Spring anthology is building up, by the way. So I don’t have much income, the pension lets me run Leg Iron Books, but then there isn’t much left in the world that I want to buy. Instead, I have a load of stuff I need to sell.

We can’t go shopping – well, we can, but it’s such a miserable experience now that food deliveries are a much better option. It’s also worth noting that the charge for a delivery is far less than the petrol I’d use to get to the nearest supermarkets. I’ve used about one and a half tanks of petrol since last March. I am sure the mower has used more than the car. Also, not going to places like Aldi mean I don’t get to browse the Aisle of Wonder and buy more stuff I don’t need. Lockdown is actually saving me money.

So, am I a fan of lockdown? No. It’s the most ridiculous, damaging and downright cruel social experiment ever devised. It does nothing to stop a virus spreading, it has put a lot of people out of work and out of their homes, it has destroyed high street businesses and it has created a climate of fear that will take at least a generation to recover from. It is pure insanity.

Governments claiming they can control a virus is like governments claiming they can control the weather. Surely no government anywhere would make such ludicrous claims? Oh, wait…

Sure, I’m lucky. I live well away from other people and have plenty of outdoor space. If this had happened a few years earlier I’d have been stuck in a four-room top floor flat going rapidly insane. So yes, I can appreciate what it must be like for whoever lives there now.

“But lockdowns saved the NHS!” It wasn’t lockdown that emptied the hospitals and made the Nightingales unneccessary. What achieved that, and allowed all those medics to make dance videos in empty wards, was the complete shutdown of all doctor’s surgeries and all other treatments. Even now, if you don’t have Covid, they don’t want to see you. Don’t bother the doctor if you’re ill.

There was once an old joke, in which a man goes to his doctor. The doctor’s first words are ‘I haven’t seen you in a while’, to which the man responds ‘No, that’s because I haven’t been well.’ It’s no longer a joke. It’s reality.

Lately we are treated to videos of masked medics doing slow handclaps in empty wards because they were ‘only’ offered a 1% pay rise. Many people have found their income drop to zero during lockdown. Many businesses have gone to the wall. Those on furlough have taken a 20% pay cut this past year. Anyone wanting non-Covid treatment has had to fork out for private healthcare so they can see the same doctor they would have seen on the NHS, which we still have to pay for even though we can’t use it. Nobody is getting a pay rise other than the NHS, which has all but closed down for a year. Complaining about 1% in those circumstances endears the NHS to nobody.

Could the world get any madder? Well, as it turns out, yes it can.

A woman was kidnapped and murdered in London. The suspect is a police officer. You know, the ones we trust to stop people kidnapping and murdering other people. I’m not going to say any more on the case itself, I don’t know anything more and the investigation is ongoing.

The reaction to this, however, is nothing short of insane. Yes, it is a horrible crime. Yes, women do get attacked in city centres at night. There is much Outrage about this particular case, and a lot of it comes from those who excuse grooming gangs and illegal-immigrant violence with ‘it’s their culture’.

Yes, I wrote ‘illegal immigrant’ and not ‘asylum seeker’. If they are seeking asylum from violence, why did they bring it with them? Is it not more likely that their country paid them to leave so the home country would be safer?

And ‘immigrant’ is not something I am against. My own family, on my mother’s side, immigrated here from Italy a couple of generations ago. I could have been unlucky, I could have been born in Italy and all the Italian I know is ‘pizza’ and ‘espresso’. Although I could probably get by on that.

It looks like a digression, but consider – a woman is kidnapped and killed and there are questions raised in parliament. Immigrant drug gangs in London are killing each other so frequently now that the news doesn’t even report it. Grooming gangs are only now, after operating for decades, starting to be dealt with. So much more – but this one murder has become politicised to the hilt.

I repeat, this was a horrible crime and I am not downplaying it in any way. especially if it turns out it was really committed by a policeman. However, it has been picked out of the crime stats and hyped for political gain.

In the House of Lards, Baroness Gonzo Jones (a natural mistake, she does look like a Jim Henson creation) declared that there should be a 6 pm curfew on all men so that women feel safe. She is entirely serious.

Am I bovvered? Do I look bovvered? Local Shop shuts at 7 anyway, the pub is a 40 minute sober walk away and probably two hours on the way back if I don’t get lost in the woods (I haven’t tried) so I’ve only ever been there for meals. Which are good, but under Scotland’s drinking laws you can’t drive home after a couple of beers. It would be just my luck to meet the annual police patrol so I don’t risk it. I drink my whisky at home.

So no, a 6 pm curfew for men would not affect me in the slightest. Lockdown has messed up my sleeping patterns to the point where I don’t even get up by 6 pm some days. So… do I support it?

Of course not. It’s insanity in the form of a badly made puppet with unkempt hair. Who does she think will enforce it? The police? The ones charged with keeping us safe from murderers and kidnappers? Um… look again at that case, Baroness.

It would take every law abiding man off the street. Criminals, as with the gun and knife bans, will pay no attention at all. So the next time a woman is attacked there would be no male witness, no man to step in and intervene, no man a woman can approach and ask for help. Not even a policeman, most likely. I have nothing against policewomen but… up against a burly rapist? Yeah, all they’d really do is increase the victim count. And with a curfew on men, can they call for any meaningful backup?

Who the hell would ever think this was a good idea?

Well, Mark Drakeford, apparently. The head of the Welsh Assembly who thinks he’s Owain Glyndwr but acts more like Pol Pot. He wanted a curfew for men in Wales but then Winston Smith got to the newspaper report. Presumably someone with a smidgeon of intelligence realised that most of Labour’s voters like to get home from work and then have a couple of beers in the local pub (if there are any left. I hear The Crown, one of my favourites there, is now rubble). A 6 pm curfew would finally destroy every pub in the country and leave a hell of a lot of highly enraged voters. So the story changed.

The link I saw looked like this –

It lead to this URL –

Which now contains this story –

Very fast U-turn there. Maybe someone pointed out to the bespectacled idiot that his own son is currently in prison for an eight-stretch for rape and sexual assault? So trying to lord it as a champion for the fairer sex really isn’t going to go well.

The virtue signallers get it wrong every time. Every single time. Western civilisation is dying and the ones killing it are the ones charged with supporting it. It’s over, we’re finished, we haven’t got a prayer. The idiots in charge think they’ll survive this but when the taxpayers are all gone and all you have left are the benefit claimants, what happens then?

If schools still taught history, the answer would be clear.