Who Is Pulling The Strings?

Pulling Strings

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Four plus Covid months with BLM running riot, felling statues, erasing Western history and causing racial divisions that are far more worrying than Brexit; police kneeling to thugs and a Communist ideology, yet ignoring actual crime; Muslim migrants freely swarming in and making ever greater demands to a supine government….

When both Trump and Boris J have been forced to wear masks when both are well-known individualists and libertarians, you have to ask who exactly is pulling the strings globally?

It is clear those in pretend power do not actually believe it themselves which is why so many of them have been breaking their own rules. The excuses given to work on our minds have changed from thinking of the elderly to the NHS to whatever the latest guilt-trip is – aided by the usual helpful idiots.

Why mandatory masks now when Covid-19 is well past its prime (though as it is similar to flu there will no doubt be a second spike in the winter)?

Mandatory masks will kill off small shops and possibly the High Street – just when the economy needs a jump start and a clear road – not yet more obstacles.

When Covid-19 deaths, or those we are told were caused by it, are decreasing in numbers, we were told face coverings were unnecessary. There again, at the so-called height of the pandemic BLM and other assorted insurgents did exactly what they wanted with no police interference. The rest of us law-abiding types did the right thing.

Why?

It’s clear – to me at any rate – that persons unknown -and certainly not this Government or even Dominic Cummings – are giving out the orders. Unfortunately for them, the real British nature is to be law-abiding till provoked badly then to be just as bolshy.

Staggeringly contradictory advice continues to be chucked at us so I live in hope that wiser heads are hoping the saner amongst us will read between the lines.

So who IS pulling the strings of those in power? Boris J and Starmer are no different right now and Sturgeon is a one trick pony who wouldn’t know what to do with an independent Scotland if it was gifted to her with bells on.

I see a lot of conspiracy theories in my various feeds and, while intrigued, am not totally sold. Now, with this latest senseless edict, I am beginning to believe more malign forces might be at work.

Most of those dying (allegedly) from Covid-19 have been elderly, ill, infirm, obese, or with particular ethnic issues lowering their immune systems. The vast proportion of the public, including me, would and probably have caught and pooped out the virus without realising it.

Of course, I feel for those who have lost relatives and friends. Immensely tragic for them. Yet life doesn’t come with a get out clause. We all die at some stage. Many when young, like Eugene, my brother, or Katie, my great-niece.

People of all ages die suddenly and to be taken by Covid-19 is, sadly, the luck of the draw as many elderly, ill and infirm have caught it and survived.

During the multiple BLM/Antifa/Marxist protests, weekend raves and block parties, over-crowded beaches enjoying our rare sunshine, almost no-one wore a mask.

So why now? And why just for shopping – the very thing that the economy needs people to do – spend money.

Dark Ages Muslim Migration

We do appear to be in some kind of Dark Ages.

Muslim Migration

Muslim migration of the illegal kind has been going through the roof aided and abetted by Border Farce. But are they grateful? Not a bit of it. Whining about free food, free accommodation, free money – and then free housing when they are given preference above homeless vets and other indigenous.

Why?

This is a group that provably refuses to integrate and will no doubt in time declare UDI in the towns and cities they dominate.

They are also a Covid-19 high-risk group.

So why are thousands more being let in?

This is the TORY Party in power with an 80-seat majority. This is the so-called party of law and order and business, of lowering immigration. So what the heck are they doing?

Global Reset

I am a natural optimist, but Bart C is right:

“… recognise the level of decay that already exists..  great achievements of the past two and a half thousand years are under threat .. An astonishing economic complacency, the belief that the bubble will never burst, holds sway. A cultural reset or counter revolution would require a thorough purge of all existing institutions. It would require a bonfire of the quangos, a decimation of the post holders, a swift and merciless dismissal of thousands of individuals from positions of authority.”

On point again.

That said I now feel only some kind of major disaster will enable any reset. And, since asteroids tend to just miss us, that might well be a controlled (?) nuclear war.

Dark Ages Cultural Erasing

The loudest voices are those of minorities. Minorities, incidentally, who are uneasy bedfellows. Muslims and gays, let alone trans? Muslims do not even tolerate different sects within their own ideology. Wait till they pick on those who are usually chucked off roofs or stoned to death.

Identity politics

And yet, for now, identity politics are a useful way for these minorities to gang together.

The umbrella of Marxism galvanises this motley bunch into the rioters and serial whingers on social media.

Racial Divisions

Malevolent whites (and blacks) and blinkered blacks (and whites) have been turning back the clock on racial divisions during this so-called Covid Crisis. The government has done bugger all to calm things down allowing these vandals to rip apart the country.

Knee Jerks

Categorically, I will never be a ‘knee jerk’. I genuflect to my God and only my God.

GF Mania

I am still somewhat shocked that a serial criminal who threatened a pregnant woman with a gun to her belly has received – and is still receiving a level of sanctification that Pope John Paul might envy.

The BBC is a joke spewing propaganda through every orifice. Thank God I opted out of paying for a licence four years ago.

But they, like all MSM as well as the Govt, seem to be trying to force-feed a particular left-wing Marxist, divisive message on us.

Why?

BLM seem to be pursuing a race war, to defund the police (who kneel to them!) and dismantle the prison system. No surprises there given the prison population generally. But why is ANY Govt allowing them to rip whole nations to shreds?

Free Speech With Consequences

Be free to speak about anything (possibly) but not to act – certainly not without consequences. That clearly means words urging violent actions by others should have harsh returns.

And why does funding from George Soros keep cropping up? “George Soros’s Open Society Foundation has given BLM over £26million to date.” (cf Karen Harradine)

Meanwhile, the only ones who do get their collars felt are the easy targets. A harsh word out of place on social media, a piece of bacon outside a mosque.

We are definitely entering a Dark Ages for personal freedoms.

No Conclusions

Life is so totally weird that I have no gut feelings about anything bar being personally protected in some way.

Will Brexit come with strings as well?

How will BLM, Antifa, ER and others be shut down without more violent acts?

Will the wheel turn to far-right dictatorship?

What is the point of all this?

It does make me wonder why I bother – writing, painting, campaigning.

Prescriptive Walk Wednesday Thoughts

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Unusually, I slept very badly, not helped by having to get up early to pick up a prescription. But I was up and out by 09:30 and, despite the drizzle and the car needing a long run, I decided to walk. It’s been over a fortnight since I was last out and I have been getting a touch of cabin fever.

There was some stress at the thought of going into the chemist and being asked for my life history or whatever, but it was surprisingly quick and painless. In and out in minutes.

Popped into Sainsbury’s as walking to Rustington High Street in the drizzle was a madness too much. I definitely love the distances in supermarket queues – no trollies shoved into the backs of my legs by impatient shoppers, but yappers still hogged aisles yapping away.

There were half a handful of people wearing masks and gloves – so neurotic they even avoided glancing at anyone as if just making eye contact would make them instantly collapse with Covid.

Popped into The Lamb on my way back – not actually sure of the time – and the guy sitting on his own missed my joke (would I have to give a pint of blood and my inside leg measurement to come inside). No. And they have no app or anything apart from pre-booking for dinner.

Not yet open, so headed home.

I felt I had been out much longer, but it was less than two hours walking the 2 miles there, waiting and shopping and waiting again – then walking back. Not bad.

On the other hand, it is very gloomy out. Overcast and not cheery at all.

Getting a bit harsh with not accepting FBFs. No more ego-propping. Paradoxically, have been unfriended by some with massive egos who presumably did not get enough or any attention. Social media continues to be a very superficial level of friendship – which is fine, as long as I don’t forget that.

Meanwhile blabbermouth liberals are at last discovering that they too can be ‘cancelled’ for voicing opinions that other lefties do not like. Such a bunch of loathsome warts.

And, in other news, this is now the 3rd or 4th time a black female Twit has referred to me as ‘Karen’. Am guessing it is not going to just refer to ‘white women’ in this catchment but anyone who doesn’t sing from the BLM hymn book.

Watched The Alcasser Murders the other day and was reminded of the mad things I have done – like getting into a car with several men in the early hours after I had left a party and was walking back alone to my then residence in central London. They did say to me do you feel like being raped. And I replied ‘Not today, thanks’.

They then dropped me off outside the students’ rooms wishing me well.

Darker thoughts about global resets, racial divides, communism and Islam will have to wait for when I am less tired.

Weird Stuff

Unusual Erogenous Zone

Something most unusual has been happening while trying to remove the black rash on my neck. Soap and water don’t (Argh! Only noticed typo several hours later!!!) work so I’ve been scrubbing with rubbing alcohol and/or salicylic acid. They do work but it’s a very slow process. Apparently it could be some kind of yeast infection.

And this is the odd thing.

Rubbing away at it triggers some kind of sexual or sensual response – during the evening ablutions as well as morning and midday ones. (No one could accuse me of not keeping clean even if the splodges look anything but!)

Actually, they have reduced considerably and now look like someone has tried to garrotte me several times and failed – leaving strange wheals.

Anyway, last night, I amused myself thinking perhaps in a previous incarnation I had died from some kind of erotic suffocation. Not that I would know anything about that!

Unwimped

Pre-caffeine this morning, I found myself finally getting round to assembling the new work desk.

Thanks to the lack of space, it involved lots of zen movements to avoid having some sharp end cut open my bare thighs. It also meant moving lots of furniture yet again so files can be reached, and  I can get in the room etc.

But – yay! Success.