H/T to Dizzzy & B3TA

They've got there at last

I'm glad that the MSM have finally caught up to the fact of the loss of our civil Liberties. Better late than never.

This article by Suzanne Moore in the mail put's it rather well.

Joni Mitchell


And I always liked that song from Joni Mitchell.

Phillip Pullman and the loss of liberty

I thought I'd post it here.

Why did the times remove it? Were they leaned on?

Are such things done on Albion’s shore?

The image of this nation that haunts me most powerfully is that of the sleeping giant Albion in William Blake’s prophetic books. Sleep, profound and inveterate slumber: that is the condition of Britain today.

We do not know what is happening to us. In the world outside, great events take place, great figures move and act, great matters unfold, and this nation of Albion murmurs and stirs while malevolent voices whisper in the darkness - the voices of the new laws that are silently strangling the old freedoms the nation still dreams it enjoys.

We are so fast asleep that we don’t know who we are any more. Are we English? Scottish? Welsh? British? More than one of them? One but not another? Are we a Christian nation - after all we have an Established Church - or are we something post-Christian? Are we a secular state? Are we a multifaith state? Are we anything we can all agree on and feel proud of?

The new laws whisper:

You don’t know who you are

You’re mistaken about yourself

We know better than you do what you consist of, what labels apply to you, which facts about you are important and which are worthless

We do not believe you can be trusted to know these things, so we shall know them for you

And if we take against you, we shall remove from your possession the only proof we shall allow to be recognised

The sleeping nation dreams it has the freedom to speak its mind. It fantasises about making tyrants cringe with the bluff bold vigour of its ancient right to express its opinions in the street. This is what the new laws say about that:

Expressing an opinion is a dangerous activity

Whatever your opinions are, we don’t want to hear them

So if you threaten us or our friends with your opinions we shall treat you like the rabble you are

And we do not want to hear you arguing about it

So hold your tongue and forget about protesting

What we want from you is acquiescence

The nation dreams it is a democratic state where the laws were made by freely elected representatives who were answerable to the people. It used to be such a nation once, it dreams, so it must be that nation still. It is a sweet dream.

You are not to be trusted with laws

So we shall put ourselves out of your reach

We shall put ourselves beyond your amendment or abolition

You do not need to argue about any changes we make, or to debate them, or to send your representatives to vote against them

You do not need to hold us to account

You think you will get what you want from an inquiry?

Who do you think you are?

What sort of fools do you think we are?

The nation’s dreams are troubled, sometimes; dim rumours reach our sleeping ears, rumours that all is not well in the administration of justice; but an ancient spell murmurs through our somnolence, and we remember that the courts are bound to seek the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, and we turn over and sleep soundly again.

And the new laws whisper:

We do not want to hear you talking about truth

Truth is a friend of yours, not a friend of ours

We have a better friend called hearsay, who is a witness we can always rely on

We do not want to hear you talking about innocence

Innocent means guilty of things not yet done

We do not want to hear you talking about the right to silence

You need to be told what silence means: it means guilt

We do not want to hear you talking about justice

Justice is whatever we want to do to you

And nothing else

Are we conscious of being watched, as we sleep? Are we aware of an ever-open eye at the corner of every street, of a watching presence in the very keyboards we type our messages on? The new laws don’t mind if we are. They don’t think we care about it.

We want to watch you day and night

We think you are abject enough to feel safe when we watch you

We can see you have lost all sense of what is proper to a free people

We can see you have abandoned modesty

Some of our friends have seen to that

They have arranged for you to find modesty contemptible

In a thousand ways they have led you to think that whoever does not want to be watched must have something shameful to hide

We want you to feel that solitude is frightening and unnatural

We want you to feel that being watched is the natural state of things

One of the pleasant fantasies that consoles us in our sleep is that we are a sovereign nation, and safe within our borders. This is what the new laws say about that:

We know who our friends are

And when our friends want to have words with one of you

We shall make it easy for them to take you away to a country where you will learn that you have more fingernails than you need

It will be no use bleating that you know of no offence you have committed under British law

It is for us to know what your offence is

Angering our friends is an offence

It is inconceivable to me that a waking nation in the full consciousness of its freedom would have allowed its government to pass such laws as the Protection from Harassment Act (1997), the Crime and Disorder Act (1998), the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Act (2000), the Terrorism Act (2000), the Criminal Justice and Police Act (2001), the Anti-Terrorism, Crime and Security Act (2001), the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Extension Act (2002), the Criminal Justice Act (2003), the Extradition Act (2003), the Anti-Social Behaviour Act (2003), the Domestic Violence, Crime and Victims Act (2004), the Civil Contingencies Act (2004), the Prevention of Terrorism Act (2005), the Inquiries Act (2005), the Serious Organised Crime and Police Act (2005), not to mention a host of pending legislation such as the Identity Cards Bill, the Coroners and Justice Bill, and the Legislative and Regulatory Reform Bill.

Inconceivable.

And those laws say:

Sleep, you stinking cowards

Sweating as you dream of rights and freedoms

Freedom is too hard for you

We shall decide what freedom is

Sleep, you vermin

Sleep, you scum

Shocking!

Sometimes, we all see something so incredibly cruel, so incredibly heart-wrenching that we feel that it’s our duty to step in and right wrongs.

Enzo Ferrari, named after the company's founder

Only 400 of these beautiful cars were ever produced. Ever. So hands up who thinks that some guy’s wife got this out of the divorce and broke his heart by painting that gorgeous car that disgusting, revolting colour?

An open letter to Gordon, saviour of the world. Peace be upon us.

I saw this open letter calling on the Scottish, one eyed , idiot to resign, a few days ago.

http://www.katirai.com/

The author has now started a petition to get him to resign. I've signed, why don't you? It would be interesting to say the least, how many signatures are affixed?

I don't believe he's had a reply to the letter yet. methinks it will take Gordon a while to answer it. It's pretty damning.

Sympathies

I am saddened by David cameron and his family's loss.

I wish them well .

Toasted Honey ball

Mary Honeyball MEP must have really wished she hadn't crowed about the three pensioners fined for smoking just inside the door to their conservative club.

There are over a hundred comments condemning her and the iniquitous 2007 act, and a mere two supporting her. (I suspect she bussed them in).

She really takes the biscuit as one of the most sanctimonious cows that personifies what is wrong with Britain today. Politicians better remember that 24% of the population smoke. Many smokers, come the elections, local, MEP, general, should ask their MP what side of the fence he is going to take?

http://thehoneyballbuzz.com/2009/02/19/tory-smokers/#comment-515

And that means you labour voters as well.

Global warming- failed

I had to giggle when I saw the news on the TV, that the NASA space craft to measure CO2 in the atmosphere had failed to deploy.

They'll have to go back to tree rings and pine cones. That's a really exact science.

Jack Straw - Traitor

I cannot believe that jack Straw can deny us the contents of Cabinet minutes for the justification of the 2003 invasion of Iraq. To use the excuse that this would undermine confidence in "Cabinet Government" is completely out of order in a democratic nation.

Democracy is a form of government in which power is held directly or indirectly by citizens under a free electoral system.

By denying us, the people, a right to know why this decision was made to invade, is to deny us a further right. The right of accountability.

I will say that in the short term he may get away with it, but he'd better be prepared for the countless extra people who will be affronted by this decision and will take to the streets in the summer.

You really are a fool Jack.

It's the Birds Gordon.

The Bird Feeder


















I bought a bird feeder..
I hung it on my patio and filled it lovingly with seed.
It was indeed a beautiful bird feeder.

Within a week we had hundreds of birds taking advantage of the
continuous flow of free and easily accessible food.

But then the birds started building nests in the boards
of the patio, above the table, and next to the barbecue.

Then came the bird shit. It was everywhere; on the patio tiles,
the chairs, the table ...
everywhere!

Then some of the birds turned mean. They would dive bomb me and try to
peck me even though I had fed them out of my own pocket.
And other birds were boisterous and loud. They sat on the feeder and
squawked and screamed at all hours of the day and night
and demanded that I fill it when it got low on food.

After a while, I couldn't even sit in my own back garden
anymore. So I took down the bird feeder and in three days
the birds were gone. I cleaned up their mess and took down
the many nests they had built all over the patio.

Soon, the back garden was like it used to be .... quiet, serene
and no one demanding their rights to a free meal.

Now let's see ....

Brown & our government give out free food, subsidised housing,
free medical care, and free education and allows anyone
born here to be an automatic citizen.

Then the illegals came by the millions. Suddenly
our taxes went up to pay for the free services; small flats
are housing 5 or more families; you have to wait 6 hours to be seen
by a doctor in an emergency surgery because it is filled
with illegal non tax payers;

Your child's year 12 class is behind other schools because
over half the class doesn't speak English.

Corn Flakes now come in a bilingual box;

I have to 'press one' to hear my bank talk to me in English,
and people waving flags other than 'The Union Jack' are
squawking and screaming in the streets, demanding
more rights and free liberties.


Its just my opinion but:

Maybe, just maybe, it's time for the government
to take down the damn bird feeder.

Otherwise we'll be cleaning up shit forever!