THE MALTUSIANS SPEAK….
THE MALTUSIANS SPEAK….
Not my rant, but a post on wattsupwiththat.com. I found it so good I decided to put a link here. It is based on the situation in the US but equally applies to the UK. Please take a read as it is something that you may find relevant. Personally, the thought of sharing a house with 2 or 3 other families repulses me, but that’s just my view of people in general. Most of ’em, at the very least, irritate me, others seriously annoy me. But your mileage may (and probably is or you’re as dysfunctional as me!) differ.
Tomorrow is the 70th Anniversary of the start of the D-Day Landings. It is also the Centenary of the start of the First World War this year, “the War to end all Wars”. Both of these anniversaries are about remembering the sacrifices made by 100’s of 1000’s of (mainly) young people who battled against the spread of evil empires. Who made the ultimate sacrifice so those that followed would not live under the yoke of dictatorships and the consequent loss of freedoms.
So it is a very appropriate time, both tomorrow, and the rest of this year, to take stock of what our politicians have thrown away over the last 40+ years. In fact, ever since the Second World War ended, and barely before the the immediate horrific memories of those six years had faded, politicians were conspiring to bring us under another yoke. First the League of Nations became the United Nations, which under it’s founding ideals, was a laudable enterprise. Unfortunately, over the years, this has become a club of nations which believe that the rest of us cannot conduct our lives without interference.
This then spawned the World Health Organisation, which again, originally, was an organisation to bring wealthy nations together to help those less fortunate and promote the eradication of disease. This has now become the World Nannying Organisation which believes that none of us can lead our lives without interference.
And then we get the EU, once known to some of us as simply the ‘Common Market’. Back when the first of the European nations decided to get together in the 50’s with the aim of ensuring that Europe never went to war again. Again, high ideals, which didn’t quite take into account the natural affinity of some people for making trouble and wanting to either grab back what they thought they had lost, or just want some land they think their neighbours shouldn’t be on. I’m thinking here of the Balkan and Greek conflicts. However, when it was sold to the British electorate, it was supposed to be a way to ensure a market for our goods, and also enable us to buy from a large market place. However, as we now know, this was just an out and out lie. From then on, we became sucked further and further into the clutches of an empire over which we have no control and no way of fighting back against. It is the ultimate take-over as it has been sanctioned all the way through by our politicians. The only referendum on being in this evil empire was when we were lied to. And make no mistake, it is an empire as evil, if not more so, as any other. Evil because we have no ability to fight against it, either through the ballot box or taking up arms. We have tried the ballot box and look where that has got us. Oh a few crumbs here and there, mainly by battling from such stalwarts as Margaret Thatcher. But once Major got in, he gave more away, and the arch traitor Blair, even more so. The recent ‘landslide’ from UKIP has not really changed anything after the initial sphincter-puckering had quietened down. It is business as usual in the EU because there is still a majority of pro-EU types in the joke of a parliament. And of course, the European Commission, that cabal of idiots who make up all the rules, and for whom none of us have been able to vote for, still consists of the same people. Still in place, still making the rules, still unaccountable. Who in their right minds decided, after the many conflicts including two world wars which were fought to combat dictatorships, decided this was ‘the way forward’. To give away everything that people had sacrificed their lives for in the interests of what? Peace in Europe? Hasn’t happened! 300 million people united and living in harmony? Not happened!
So, to all the politicians who will be no doubt want to be seen tomorrow, glad-handing each other and the few remaining veterans; GET THE HELL OUT OF IT – you don’t deserve to lick the boots of any of those men. You have given away what they fought for, and saddled us with a new European Empire which none of us knows. At least it was understood why there was the need to fight the Kaiser and Hitler – their cause was clearly defined. This Empire’s take over has been so insidious, that we have been coerced and sleep-walked into something we no longer understand, and don’t know how we got here. Well, it’s down to those bastards who will be hypocritically standing at various cenotaphs over the next few weeks, pretending they remember the sacrifice. They don’t, they understand nothing about service, loyalty and morality. In any other age, they would have been tried for treason then hung, drawn and quartered.
It’s never too late for a revolution.
Well, they said it wouldn’t happen but in today’s Daily Rubbish there is an article which claims ‘research has found’ that obesity can be caused by a virus, the same ‘sort’ of virus which causes the common cold. To quote the article:
“Scientists believe a virus behind the common cold could have fuelled the obesity epidemic that has swept the developed world. The culprit? A contagious bug called adenovirus 36.
Experts told the European Congress on Obesity in Sofia that eating and exercise habits haven’t changed enough to explain why people worldwide started piling on weight at around the same time.”
Most people by now will have either seen in the article in the Sunday Mail, or the various posts on the Blogosphere, regarding Milliband’s latest idea to controll the masses. The so-called leaked document proposes a number of draconian measures to get us all to be ‘healthy’, at least the labour view of healthy.
“Labour leader is proposing sweeping new laws to force people to live healthier lives if he wins next year’s General Election.
I’ve been following with interest the babbling in both the MSM and Facebook, regarding the furore over comments said, or supposedly said, by a few UKIP candidates. It appears that UKIP are beginning to worry all three parties to the degree they have to join hands and collectively decry UKIP as being racist (with a capital R). Now, some of what was said by the candidates, I don’t personally agree with, but it’s as with all things in life, I don’t have to listen to them. If they were the candidate in my area, then I would balance these personal views against what they were claiming to be able to do for their constituents. In the same way I have done for every other candidate that I have considered voting for over the years. When I last voted Conservative (a while ago mind) I didn’t personally like the chap who was candidate. He came door stepping and I thought he was an arrogant twit. But the policies he was advocating were better than those of the local Labour, LibDem or other parties. In short, I was voting for the party policies and not the man. And that’s where it’s all come unstuck over the last few years. People are voting for personalities, the same way as they vote on ‘Britains got Talent’, instead of actually judging whether the person can sing the right song, in tune. We have become so superficial, that judging a person by their deeds has gone out of the window and it’s all looks and sound-bytes. It also essentially dubs those people who agree with the main thrust of UKIP’s proposals, as a bunch of racists. As Farage said this week:
“This is like the incident between Gordon Brown and Gillian Duffy at the last general election writ large – this time it is not merely one person being slandered by one establishment party but huge numbers of decent British people under attack and all three Westminster parties levelling the charge of racism and bigotry. So they are trying to browbeat the British public into abandoning Ukip and sticking with open-door immigration by using the most disgraceful slurs. This is the classic tactic of any cartel whose position is threatened by a new competitor in the market place.
“When Ukip was perceived mainly as a threat to the Conservative party, it was David Cameron and his colleagues who used this tactic. Now we are recognised as a threat to the entire establishment it is all three parties that are slinging mud.”
Now in my mind, the Labour party especially, but to a lesser degree, LibDems and Conservative, think that if you are white, male, middle-class, hold down a decent job and have a mortgage, smoke, drink and do all the normal things that people do, then you are lower than low. Someone to be milked of tax, vilified for smoking, vilified for wanting to improve your life and that of your kids, and generally being decent and hard working. So can I level the racists slur at them? Can I accuse them of racism because I feel marginalised in my own country? Can I complain that my vote counts for nothing because of who I am, and therefore I have been disenfranchised? Well, I should be able to, and the only way I see of doing that is through a party such as UKIP, who do hold those things as worthy, who do recognise our history and what made Britain great, and why the vast majority of middle-england are the wealth generators in the country. And I think they also understand that most of middle-england feels as I do, disenfranchised.
On another note, I see much excitement has bubbled up over Clarkson’s nigger reference. First of all, it never went to air and therefore was essentially said in private. Secondly, if it had gone to air, why is it any different to a lot of words that are routinely used in films or plays. Up until a few years ago, the word ‘cunt’ would never been uttered on television or on the radio. Now it is. So what is different between using the word nigger, as part of an old children’s Nursey Rhyme, and calling someone a cunt? The latter is usually said in a highly aggressive manner and therefore is addressed to someone personally. Nigger in the context that Clarkson used it was not, and therefore is just a word. Of course, the back story, as usual, is far more interesting than this bit of noise. The usual culprits have come out of the wood-work claiming this wouldn’t have happened if more black and asian people were employed at the BBC. Why? And if B&A people apply for jobs at the BBC and they are the best there is for the job, then they will get it. Unless the BBC operate a system which says they ignore B&A applicants, which would be quite wrong. No-one should get a job BECAUSE of their sex or race. They should get it on merit. That’s what happens if you are white, male, middle class etc etc and its the rules everyone else should be following. Anything else is positive discrimination and that is quite wrong.
Mrs N and I were having a conversation a few days ago about racism and how it is now perceived. I threw her this one: If I had never met a nice person from say, Scotland (I have by the way), I could say that ‘I haven’t met a nice Scottish person yet’. And people probably wouldn’t bat an eyelid. But, using the same criteria I said, ‘I haven’t met a nice Black person yet ‘(or Asian etc take your pick), how do you think people would react?
I don’t know if its age and therefore an inevitable crankiness, or its the fact that there is a lot more that pisses me off. But I am finding that most days I get angry about something and there seem to be more and more of them.
When I was (much) younger, I got angry about the things that most teenagers do: parents who apparently didn’t understand you or your musical tastes; petty authority, the usual stuff. I then went through a period between mid-twenties to early forties just sort of accepting things. You know, “well it is what it is why should I bother getting upset” sort of attitude. This period pretty much coincided with marriage and raising a young family. And then at the age of 40 I had an almost Damascene conversion moment and thought, “No bollocks, I’m not being pushed around any longer”. And since then, more and more things make me angry.
I am ANGRY that we have had successive governments give away OUR sovereignty.
I am ANGRY that we are in the EU
I am angry that we can’t seem to just get out of the EU easily.
I am ANGRY we were lied to about what the EU is all about.
I am ANGRY we still being lied to about what the EU is all about.
I am ANGRY that democracy in this country is being rapidly eroded
I am ANGRY that free-speech in this country is being rapidly eroded.
I am ANGRY about Tobacco Control
I am ANGRY the NHS wastes MY money on anti-smoking advertising
I am ANGRY that a lot of people have accepted the rubbish put out by TC as scientific data
I am ANGRY that every other minority group gets a voice apart from smokers
I am ANGRY that science has been hijacked by spin-doctors who publish crap in the name of science
I am ANGRY that most engineering graduates I come across don’t understand engineering.
I am ANGRY that this, and other governments wastes money on so-called climate change
I am ANGRY that because of the above, my fuel bills keep rising exponentially. So I am paying twice.
I am ANGRY that wind farms don’t actually produce much energy and a 1960’s school boy with an elementary grasp of physics would know this.
I am ANGRY that wind farms chop up birds, bats and other fauna, and yet there use is supported by numerous environmental charities and campaigners.
I am ANGRY that the environmentalists are now running the show, not just providing some expertise in certain areas
I am ANGRY that successive governments have allowed the above to happen
I am ANGRY that people ride bicycles on the pavements
I am ANGRY that no-one has basic manners any more
But most of all I AM ANGRY BECAUSE I FEEL I CAN DO FUCK-ALL ABOUT ANY OF THE ABOVE!
There’s probably loads more things I get angry about, but after writing this I’m too fuckin angry to think about ’em.
Note: The title of this piece are words taken from a song called ‘Being Angry’ by the excellent Nils Lofgren, from the Silver Lining album.