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Friday, 27 March 2015

The graspingly-venal, talmudic-demented, paedophile-friendly and “elite” rulers of Britain



By Stanley Collymore

Frenziedly, xenophobically and perniciously-racially – and those are their most endearing characteristics and the most humane aspects they’ve routinely employed – successive contemporary UK regime, including the incumbent one of David Cameron, Theresa May and their throng of Conservative Zionist-Talmudic-Nazis in tandem with like-minded pillocks in the Labour Party, Liberal Democrats and other British political parties, all of them zealously endeavouring to belligerently out-do each other and predictably in collaboration with the mainstream media assure the largely brain-dead, apathetic, utterly naïve or easily manipulated British electorate how much they hate and despise non-white “immigrants” resident in Britain and earnestly want to be permanently rid of them from our shores, while at the same time most ironically either totally ignorant of or else having developed on their part a sudden and convenient amnesia of the authentic etymological meaning of the word immigrant, nevertheless doggedly persist with this ludicrous, pernicious and perversely asinine vendetta of theirs.

This notwithstanding the principal participants’ quite unseemly and virulently orchestrated role in this specific matter when one takes into consideration their own veritable, quite recent and distinctly immigrant lineage as regards the United Kingdom – for example David and Ed Miliband’s, Polish ancestry; Romanian Michael Hecht and his family, surname switched for self-serving purposes to the more accommodating English one of Howard; Nick Clegg’s children and several other first generational Brits – the children of Prince Philip, consort to the Queen, since like Nick Clegg’s wife he too is distinctly and undeniably an authenticated immigrant to the United Kingdom. Not forgetting, of course, others like the late Leon Brittan and his family members; Malcolm Rifkind, Leon’s cousin, who accompanied by his familial tribe and collectively with the Brittans: uncharacteristically by these Yiddish Zionists another convenient anglicized name change, are all of Lithuanian stock.

Then, of course, there’s the Turkish ancestry-United States born Boris Bey more commonly known as Boris Johnson, among other things an unabashed contender for the leadership of the Conservative Party, of which he’s a prominent member, as well as being an obsessive aspirant prime minister of the UK and the incumbent Mayor of London. Not by any means the only white prick, who furthermore is not even British born, that wants to see the back of all so-called “immigrants”, where Britain specifically and the rest of Europe generally are concerned, by having them coercively or even forcibly booted out of the continent of Europe per se. And in tandem with all that is UKIP literally replete with like-minded reprobates, yet led by a man who genetically is himself a substantial concoction of both German and French refugee extraction; complete immigrants in every appropriate sense of that word who fled to safety in Britain, and as everyone who hasn’t just migrated either for a temporary or perhaps even a more permanent sojourn in the UK from some distant planet in the far reaches of the galaxy already knows, Nigel Farage’s wife is German; and even if his kids were born in the UK they would none the less with a German mother be legally and logically regarded as first generation Brits, and if born outside of Britain and actually living here would be immigrants like everyone else in their position, regardless of their ethnicity, skin colour or religion.

Something that quite evidently and most conveniently appears to have escaped the intentional and systematic, as well as the fully orchestrated and ongoing savage vilification of purported “immigrants” – disingenuous political-speak and its allied societal version for anyone who is non-white and living in Britain or Europe and regardless of where he or she was born or was raised – by the especially odious likes of Nigel Farage, David Cameron, Theresa May, Boris Johnson, Ed Miliband and their similarly xenophobic, racist and profoundly irrational fellow travellers. But like my maternal Grandmother has always said, there’s no accounting for rank stupidity or the overpowering lack of commonsense. And they don’t come any more bereft of commonsense and imbued with mindboggling stupidity than those that I’ve earlier mentioned and in company, of course, with their absolutely lame-brained and categorically intellectually challenged gaggle of supporters.

And digressing but only because I think it’s absolutely relevant to do so Nigel Farage and his family were, we’re told, stalked by a miscellaneous group of protestors of both genders while he and his nearest and dearest were having dinner in a Kentish restaurant, causing Farage, it’s also claimed run for cover and his wife and children to scamper for their personal safety even though none of those that were supposedly in grave danger and frightened for their lives were actually physically attacked, but nevertheless prompting Nigel to damn them as scum and for TV pundits on Sky News’ Press Review to explicitly denounce the incident as unpardonable, a view also subscribed to by those who while quite unconvincingly asserting that they detest everything that Nigel Farage politically stands for and even the man himself all the same then go to state that he has the absolute right to peacefully sit down in a restaurant with his family, and especially his children, and joyfully enjoy a family meal together without being accosted in this was supposedly unseemly manner.

All well and good and quite a logical argument I’d readily say to reasonably utilize in normal circumstances, which incidentally I must emphatically add noticeably wasn’t such a situation in the Nigel Farage case, and furthermore were it not that those who’re quite sanctimoniously advocating this specific point of view weren’t intentionally skewing it to fit their own bigoted agenda; for there’s a well known adage that those that calculatingly elect to live by the sword should not to be that astonished were they to subsequently discover that there’re those around who just as fervently wish for and quite understandably maintain that an identical fate visited on them by that same means is also appropriate. In a nutshell then it’s preferably advisable to be most careful what one, however rhetorically inclined or self-serving the vilification which they employ against those whom they choose to target with the primary purpose of achieving their own personal goals is, openly wishes for; for such insidious endeavours invariably have the habit of viciously turning around and savagely biting the asses of their instigators.

However, what instantly aroused my curiosity and de facto specific interest in the supposedly if otherwise left completely alone serene lunchtime scenario, wilfully portrayed as a typically ordinary pub-setting, familial social-get-together and as it so happened informally carried out in the constituency that Nigel Farage is a parliamentary candidate for, furthermore done with the approaching British General Elections very much on the horizon and Nigel Farage having openly declared that should he fail in his bid to become that constituency’s next MP after the 7 May 2015 elections in a subsequently constituted House of Commons that he’d voluntarily step down as leader of UKIP does powerfully, even if contentiously, open up the convincing and genuine possibility that what allegedly happened to gross self-publicist Nigel Farage, his family and their friends either at or in the close environs of that Kentish pub was quite likely more of a calculatingly planned and sinisterly instigated false flag manoeuvre than anything else or, in any event, what it’s generally alleged to be in the British media. After all how did these so-called protestors get to know in advance that Nigel Farage and Co would be having a meal at this particular pub? Does he as a habitual rule advertise his eating arrangements or those of his family members and friends to the general public; or do you?

And furthermore I’m not in the least swayed by nor am I likely to be in the circumstances by the risibly lame and rather disingenuous arguments that Nigel Farage’s children were utterly petrified by the conduct of these “protestors” and therefore somehow our hearts and deepest sympathies should go out to them. Oh really? And why? When their own father doesn’t give a fuck about the children of other parents or guardians who noticeably don’t look like him or his own breed. In fact apart from his customary vilification of these people just shortly before his alleged confrontation with the “protestors” at this Kentish pub Nigel Farage was publicly advocating that the children of “immigrants” residing in the UK should be summarily banned from being able to attend any British state school for a minimum of five years, actions that he clearly knows would rather disastrously impact in a diversity of ways on what are essentially innocent children, while simultaneously heartlessly depriving them not only of an education but also a reasonable start in life; something that Nigel Farage would be very much averse to if his own children were so disadvantaged.

And whether or not I’m alone in my views on this specific matter or what others think of the stance I’ve taken it doesn’t make the slightest difference to me, as my conscience is entirely clear and what’s more I’m absolutely convinced that I’m absolutely in the right to adopt the position that I’ve taken. That determinedly off my chest I’d also like to publish in this article three points of view I came across and which succinctly challenge the hero/victim status that some of you ludicrously in both instances attribute to Nigel Farage.

“I would like to give a round of applause to the people who gave Nigel Farage what was coming to him. He and his party have bullied immigrants, women, gays and the vulnerable and got away with it as free speech. It’s not so nice when the people you picked on have the freedom to say you’re an outdated hypocrite, is it?” Author: Lycan of Bristol.

“Oh poor Nigel Farage, scared of a bit of fancy dress? The sane in the UK are scared of the racist, sexist, bigoted UKIP party. Keep protesting.” Author: Kay of Nottingham.

“One part of me thinks it’s wrong to harangue Nigel Farage when he’s out with his family. The larger part of me struggles to find compassion for a man whose bigoted opinions bring pain and sadness to thousands of Britons pretty much every week.” Author: Nick, London.

Well said all of you! And while Nigel Farage might not actually go out physically harassing those people whom he personally despises there’s no denying the fact that what he does stand for an moreover proudly promulgates does undeniably serve as a strong catalyst for others to physically do his dirty work for him and in the process cause irreparable physical and mental harm, and even death, to countless others; and in a manner that decidedly makes the fleeting discomfiture occasioned by his own children at that pub look like child’s play.

Which brings me back to the main thrust of my story and to categorically state that for these people to be obsessing about the term immigrant bearing in mind their own immigrant roots is analogous to a Roman Catholic, convent school educated female I know who deeply felt it would be a dreadful sin for her to have sex before she got married but nevertheless to sate her remarkably heightened sexuality loved masturbating herself, which she pleasurably engaged in on a regular basis she confessed; but after each orgasmic session would feel guilty as hell about what she’d done, her very strict and perverse religious upbringing you see, and even go to confession to have herself absolved from her sin and her actions forgiven.

However, she was promptly cured of this dilemma she was constantly putting herself in when I got her to composedly sit herself down then plausibly and comprehensively delineate to me the identifiable reasons for her behaviour on the precise condition that she also allowed me to rationally outline to her why it was that in marked contrast to her I did consider her actions to be at best very irrational. But there was also another stipulation laid down by me; namely that whoever was the more persuasive in espousing our respective arguments on the matter would carry the argument. This young lady lost, and later sportingly and intensely relieved admitted that she was extremely glad she’d done so.

Now I don’t plan to get into any kind of discourse with the profoundly racist, xenophobic and absolutely demented bigots who run Dying United Kingdom Plc, or their fellow-travellers for that matter, about what an immigrant is. As an English specialist I already know that. Neither will I for a solitary second tolerate let alone accept their twisted and highly corrupt version of that word anymore than I did when despicably they successfully abused the true etymological meaning of the word “gay”. So as far as I’m concerned these foremost idiots can interpret the word “immigrant” to mean whatever they want it to while in the process deluding themselves that their own entrenched immigrants roots are thus expunged and moreover notwithstanding that they’re actually living in a country with an established history of immigration over many millennia and which fundamentally is one of the most mongrelized in the world, that they’re somehow, irrespective of their comprehensively recent and distinctly imprecise links with the UK, bona fide indigenous Britons, well my unswerving response to that is feel free to live out your lunatic delusions. After all, even though there is overwhelming evidence to the contrary there are those who still believe the Earth is flat and it’s the Sun that rotates around the Earth; but thinking that doesn’t modify delusional fantasies into becoming reality any more so than what our multitude of racist and xenophobic morons are able to do with their own delusional fantasies vis-à-vis immigrants; real or imaginary ones!

But I’d very much like to explicitly and unconditionally say this to David Cameron, Theresa May, Nick Clegg, Ed and David Miliband, Boris Johnson et al; if you’re so committedly and well disposed to bigotedly and permanently eradicating not only from Britain itself everyone, whether citizen or lawful resident here but similarly those from the countries like the Chagos Islands where they lawfully belong and who don’t look like you, why not begin by adopting commonsensical stances that stand up to logical scrutiny instead of immature and essentially prejudicial ones?

The Chagossian people, and I shan’t regurgitate their entire story here as it’s already quite well known but if you’re one of those idiots who’s still unaware of the facts pertaining to the Chagossians’ case or the despicable treachery and Yiddish-Zionist savagery unleashed upon them from Britain through the latter’s political regime in complicity with the Royal Botanic Garden at Kew, The Royal Society, the RSPB and Greenpeace all of them rather fucking and deeply committed Establishment Fifth Columnists even within Britain itself, then I strongly suggest that you either contact David Miliband or those aforementioned disreputable, venal and quite comprehensively corrupt bodies about this – since the Chagossians desperately and completely understandably want to have their Indian Ocean, Archipelago homeland back and that Britain brutally, racially and ethnically cleansed them from in the 1960s to facilitate the exclusive accommodation of a massive US military base - now routinely used for all sorts of criminal and murderous activities by the Americans that include kidnapping, torture and the murder of randomly picked-up “terrorist” suspects, on Diego Garcia the largest of the Chagos Islands - and which along with their other islands the said Chagossians want to permanently return home to.

Something that Britain persistently denies them either the right or the opportunity to do, and not in short measure due to the calculatedly pernicious and holocaust-style, racist and ethnic cleansing – how damnably ironic an the part of a bloody Polish yid - prescriptive ministerial activities of David Miliband, Ed Miliband’s older brother, in his governmental role as British Foreign Secretary; now Edward, the other half of this utterly “bad-blood” Miliband twosome not unlike David wishes to become prime minister of Britain but incredibly as well they want to ethnically cleanse the UK as David did with the Chagossians of its “immigrant” residents. An entirely risible proposition, I really must say, were it not such an absolutely crackpot idea in its astonishing surreality, fully bearing in mind Ed and David’s own undeniable immigrant background – they’re both of them after all only first generational Britons who quite literally happened to be born in England basically because their future parents, unknown to each other previously, individually and of their own volition voluntarily, amidst the chaos of World War II, voluntarily opted to migrate to Britain, most probably to escape the tranquil ambience and amicable environment that blissfully characterized the well-known and endearing hospitality of Auschwitz.

So why the fuck then if David and Ed Miliband, as well as all you other racist prats out there: Royal, Establishment and Political, and from David Cameron as Prime Minister downwards and enormously commonplace throughout the entire spectra of our twin legislative chambers: the House of Commons and the House of Lords, in conjunction with considerable numbers of like-minded morons in British society who also desire to have an all-white Britain; why don’t you accumulatively integrate the limited contents of your sparsely functioning brain cells and likewise, but this time in a truly good cause, studiously embark on cleansing Diego Garcia of its pseudo-Aryan and manifestly white-rodent-racist-scum, the Americans who’re ensconced there and have been ever since the 1960s  with Britain’s obsequious support and enthusiastic cooperation; and honourably instead , although belatedly so, permit the Chagossians to have returned to them what is rightfully, morally and indigenously – a word that you seem to have an immense even if a particularly distorted passion for when it actually comes to Britain and the rest of Europe – theirs? Since from the way I personally see it you Albino, pseudo-Aryan, cunt faces: Cameron, Clegg, May, the Milibands, Farage, Boris Bey-Johnson and the rest of you odious Westminster Establish paedophile Apologists and Active Protection Brigade can’t or shouldn’t be allowed to have it both ways!

For let’s be perfectly honest about one thing at least and furthermore something that all sane and well-informed Britons are fully cognisant of; and it’s this. Since the end of World War II Britain, or more specifically the Dying United Kingdom, for virtually all of that time has been controlled and principally run by a Zionist-Nazi-Talmudic inspired, virulently satanic, power-hungry and financially self-serving criminal and profoundly immoral elite for whom universal human rights and all the rest of it are considered as completely inappropriate unless, of course, these particular concepts are applied to and organized exclusively for the benefit of themselves. Consequently David Cameron: the archetypal Yiddish Zionist who unsurprisingly apart from the worship of money loves nothing better than crowing about his Jewish ancestry, and others like Theresa May who asininely equates the unquestionably satanic perversities of the Talmud as being symptomatic of what “true” British “values” are – just get hold I implore you of a copy of the Talmud and read for yourself what a detestably evil, hate-filled to all Goyim, as every non-Jew is somewhat contemptuously, dismissively and disparagingly referred to; criminal in nature; paedophiliac and insidiously immoral by intentional design; and the openly terroristic “bible” that the Talmud is, which categorically and most emphatically makes the universally notorious United States School of the Americas Terrorism Handbook look like a most benign religious tract.

Nevertheless, that renders the Talmud as the obligatory reading and the indoctrination within its contents, a grotesquely twisted but even so “perceived truth”, as the unquestioning dogma to be unhesitatingly and entirely implemented in all walks of life by sworn, committed and quite naturally, of course, all good Zionists, who like David Cameron, Theresa May, the Milibands and Boris Johnson for example are very much an integral part of that Zionist fold; and who in turn and rather predictably so, simply and even instinctively behave in the characteristic Pavlov-dog conditioned manner which is either tribally expected if not demanded of them, or else is dictated as a prescriptive policy by these participants’ puppet masters.

As for Ed Miliband himself: the official Leader of Her Majesty’s Opposition in the House of Commons, either gustily deciding to conscionably or courageously challenge David Cameron or even Theresa May relative to their blatantly iniquitous and scrupulously planned offensive self-servingly targeted at our country’s Human Rights legislations, which is itself concomitantly and extremely irresponsibly coupled with their deranged predisposition for illegal, colonialist and imperialistic wars specifically in the Global South, I shan’t be holding my breath on that one, but don’t let me stop you from doing so in your case. For I’d certainly view such an exercise on my part as a complete waste of my time; analogous to ineffectively essaying to bailing water out with a sieve from a waterlogged but inflatable dinghy doubling up as a lifeboat at sea, and in very dangerous circumstances too.

Besides, Ed Miliband won’t ever challenge any prescription – which the much vaunted and Tory proposed abrogation of our Human Rights Laws is one such case – decreed by Britain’s Zionist puppet masters or those from anywhere else for that matter; because quite simply he’s weak! And I’m not condemning him just because he’s equally conspicuously aloof as well as inconceivably totally incapable of any kind of spontaneous or general empathy with ordinary people - the facsimile, Doc-Martin-type-figure leader of the Labour Party but clearly without the accompanying sex appeal – or that he isn’t some fucking, testosterone-driven, delusional, presumptuous, narcissistically absorbed, or a quite observably “synthetic macho” egotist like his brother David or Tony Blair for example: incredibly rabid in extremis, the pair of them, in their block-headed predisposition for general criminality compounded with the most heinous crimes imaginable against humanity. And let me forcefully and explicitly make it abundantly clear that I don’t or will I ever acknowledge masculinity or authentic and moral leadership in any of those terms.

But significantly too, and conclusively returning to Ed Miliband, because he’s conspicuously without any moral compass himself; is also a bloody arch-Zionist; and in his obsequious and timid obedience to the loathsome talmudic vision of the world and how it should be run is no different from David Cameron, Theresa May, Boris Johnson, Nick Clegg, his brother David, Nigel Farage and the rest of this absolutely stinking lot that Britain is woefully saddled with.

So sit back, enjoy the ride and thoroughly enjoy your subservience as brazenly manipulated and entirely compliant dupes; for after all you’re the ones who consistently vote these cretins into office and frankly, if you want my honest opinion, you roundly deserve each other. Meanwhile I’ll, of course, report on what’s going on but to be totally and unapologetically blunt with you I’m so thoroughly sick of the lot of you that I really couldn’t give a toss what these pillocks either do, or wish to carry on doing so, to your sort, anymore than I care about idiotic and unthinking lemmings collectively jumping off a cliff; as I’m one sane Brit who, even if I were alone in my point of view, won’t ever be joining you in your endemic folly.

Monday, 23 March 2015

The thrilling intimacy and efficacious attributes of the shower!



By Stanley Collymore

Profusely and consistently you rain down the determined
strength and required temperature of the water I need
onto my naked body and in such an invigorating
and sensual way that with each concerted
and concentrated spray you release,
you instantaneously and seductively
evoke in me a compellingly
vibrant air of spirited ecstasy that
comfortingly and transformatively,
conspiratorially does all sorts
of quite interesting and
profoundly erotic
things to me.

For example, you both stimulate and energize me
physically and emotionally evoking within my
mind and receptive body innumerable and
distinctly wondrous sensations of the
cosmic kind that throughout the
entire duration of my
enlivening shower, courtesy
of your sustainable deluge that you so
gratifyingly deliver and effortlessly
too with my fullest cooperation,
transport me magically and
escapably out of my
earthly self.

And, what’s more, in such an unequivocal
manner, like nothing else that in the
given circumstances I can readily
remember or think of with such candour
or consummate dedication; except, of
course, the fulfilling realization of a
mind-blowing orgasm. But rather
personally, as I’m absolutely
sure you’ll understandably
and fully agree with me,
that’s altogether and
essentially a wholly
different matter
entirely!

© Stanley V. Collymore
22 March 2015.


Author’s personal observation:
I’ve never been enamoured with, or am I ever likely to be, by the bathtub or whoever it was that was responsible for creating it in the first place; so you’ll doubtlessly detect from that statement that I utterly detest bathing in a bathtub and accordingly resolutely eschew having anything whatsoever to do with such contraptions however ornate or seemingly appealing they might appear to be. That’s my personal opinion, I know, and I fair-mindedly recognize that there’re others who emphatically take a diametrically opposed point of view to my own; and I both accept and respect their right to do so. In marked contrast, however, I’m ecstatically in love with the shower and have been ever since my earliest childhood.

Hygienic reasons aside, aspects both foremost and logically in my mind, I’ve never been partial to nor even remotely disposed to first submerging and then proceeding to wash my entire body, head to toe, in the same container of easily contaminated water even with the sparing, as is customarily the case in the UK, availability of a bidet before I did so – and for perfectly obvious reasons to anyone who is even minimally hygienic by disposition.

The overwhelming majority of homes in the United Kingdom, even in 2015, are instinctively constructed without the prospect let alone the reality of having bidets installed in them, and where such bidets do occur they’re either speciality features unilaterally introduced by progressive house builders or else the personal requests to them by potential house buyers; or failing either of these two things the result of individual bathroom conversions by the respective home purchasers or owners of specific local residences.

Which says a lot, if you want my honest opinion, of the lax and widespread approach of a vast number of Britons across the board – as it’s not just a class orientated thing – to the issue of personal hygiene not only at home but also in public conveniences and the like, as I’ve previously articulated and condemnatorily and meticulously reported.

So all hail to the illustrious shower – domestic and public– and the serious promotion and execution of personal hygiene in Britain, unabashedly and unrepentantly say I!