The fundamental interconnectedness …

 … as Dirk Gently said … of all things …

… is something I’ve just written on elsewhere. In a similar vein, this on Yoko appeared on Gab:

@SoCalMike101 Yoko's family was one of the richest most powerful families in Japan. I used to see them when they lived down in SoHo when I picked my girlfriend up from high school. they would say hello.. But that was NYC. People say the Beatles were created by The Tavistock Institute. 
https://

beatleshistorian.com/?p=436

… while last night, on youtube, I was exploring Lennon and Yoko, among other things.  The trigger word for me is Tavistock, as in child mutilation clinics, Starmer, communism etc. etc.  Round tables, Chatham House, Pigboy Dave … connections, connections.  Goeff Mulgan, Norman Geras, Euston, Bliar. Lowles.

Thing is … there are interconnections but it takes ferreting, plus more than a bit of luck … right place, right time.

Have You Tried Not Making Them Welcome?

A group of caravans and associated vehicles have parked up on grassland off Ryall Road in Canford Heath. Police were reportedly seen at the site shortly after the travellers' arrival on the afternoon of October 1.

A BCP Council spokeswoman said: “We are aware that an encampment has formed at Ryall Road in Poole.

“Our staff will be attending the site today to carry out the statutory welfare and educational needs assessments.”

I really don't think that's what the residents want, do you? 

H/T: Ian J via email 

Brinkmanship

I’d prefer not to bring in content from parts of our other circle of pundits but it’s more effective to just point to specific sections at NOWP across the way, specifically:

847:4c (Alex Chr), 847:4g (Victory plan), 846:7b (Merz)

Point was made that so far, the west has been putting its own red lines to Zelensky and Putin, then crossing them, whilst funding and supplying the psychoClown. 

Merz changes the game somewhat … staunch anti Communist Catholic, viable German candidate for Chancellor in 2025 … he seems to be one of “our side” until you realise two things … firstly, he’s Merkel’s man … so what’s with this Catholic anti Communist bit? Just words?

And secondly, he is implacable in delivering to the psychoClown Taurus missiles, capable of striking deep into Russia, crossing Russia’s own final red line. I’d suggest that what we have here is a highly dangerous mix of eschatological Christian theology twisted and mixed in with neo-con-ism not seen since Stalingrad, along with brinkmanship of the Cuban missile type from 1962.

The whole point of eschatology is that it is interpretation of endtime events, just as this post is skirting around the edges of … but not actively bringing it about … which is what Merz is in the mindset to do, twisting German populist feeling into a diabolical “kill the hated Russki” insanity. I’d remind those of a historical bent that Stalin, Churchill and Kennedy prevailed in those conflicts in what turned out to be quite Pyrrhic victories.

It’s quite diabolically clever … ostensibly a man of God (Catholic), he is in fact an utter nutter, delivering planks of the globopsycho platform (communism) in depopulation, turning society against Christianity (which this nutter uses the language of but is actually playing for the other side, as are Bergoglio and Welby), plus plunging Europe into poverty, misery, atrocity and fear. 

Possibly the end of things but 🍿🍿🍿.

What it also does is put the nail in the coffin of populism, of the “low tax, pro family, leave us alone to create an inheritance for our children” type … that inheritance becomes doomed Dresden.

Oh and then there is Iran-Israel and the millions-strong male murdering and raping invaders on top of that. Yep, Globopsycho has done a grand job so far.

Is It Even Possible To Damage The Public’s Trust And Confidence In The Profession Any Further?

Nadhim Zahawi instructed his lawyer to threaten legal action against a tax campaigner who helped reveal that the then chancellor was under investigation by HM Revenue and Customs, according to a tribunal document. Zahawi’s solicitor, Ashley Hurst, is accused of breaching his regulator’s code of conduct by attempting to prevent Dan Neidle from publishing correspondence threatening legal action over the tax expert’s revelations about the then Tory leadership candidate.

Oooh, handbags! Lawyers vs journalists! 

A document setting out the regulator’s case against Hurst, the head of client strategy at Osborne Clarke, says: “The inappropriate request made to Mr Neidle was an attempt to prevent public scrutiny of the decision by the then chancellor of the exchequer to resort to instructing a solicitor to write on his behalf and threaten legal action.

“Whilst it is not asserted that this threat was necessarily inappropriate, the attempt to prevent publication or discussion that such a threat had been made by a member of the government was, in the context of this case, inappropriate. Acting in such a manner is conduct that would serve to damage the public’s trust and confidence in the profession, and on that basis a breach.”

Oh, bless! You think they have a reputation to lose...! 

Life Ain’t a Bed of Roses

In entertainment value, to me at least, the caterwauling of so-called pop songs dials zero. My musical interests, with very, very few exceptions, are entirely within the Classical Music sphere.

But I heard this morning of the death of Liam Payne, of the One Direction pop group, and I suddenly realised I had watched a film which, I firmly believe, was certainly based around Liam Payne’s early success as a pop star.

The film was called ‘Forever My Girl’. The ending was of course different to real life, with the singer marrying his childhood sweetheart, and singing along with his newly discovered daughter.

The evidence? Possibly circumstantial, but in the film, the singer suddenly becomes super-famous, and disappears into cloud of recordings, performances, booze and drugs. In real life, after the appearance on the X-Factor show, they were literally taken over, and their families didn’t get to see them for months on end, as was stated on the radio.

Me? As I said,, very few exceptions, and that film was one of them. No Mozart, but a good story, backed up with some believable Country music.

It takes a woman of class …

… to really take down a woman without class:

No, Veronica, We Really Aren’t. We just Want You To Stay In Your Lane...

Let’s admit it: cisgender people are really curious about us trans women. They want to know things such as: what’s it like to have a surgeon rearrange your genitals? How did you know you were really a girl all along? Does it suck having to be on the downside of sexism now?

As a 'cis woman' (translation: normal, genuine female) I can honestly say I'd rather not know any of those things, any more than I'd want to know the details of any other mental patient's delusions. But since the driving force amongst so much of the trans lobby is narcissism...

For our own part, trans women are curious about cisgender folk, too. We want to know things like: do you actually think I’m female, or am I just a deluded guy in a dress to you? If I try to have a beer at your bar, will you violently assault me? Am I ever going to get to use a public bathroom again?

The answers are: the latter, probably not, as a genuine female I'm not physically aggressive, and yes, of course you can, but it should be the gents. 

This column is, of course, generated because of the 'documentary' where Will Farrell goes on a road trip with his old friend who is now believing himself to be a woman. Some friend you are, Will. If he was an alcoholic, you'd no doubt be taking him to a distillery.

... throughout the movie, she is game to answer any of the questions the cis world has for her, and she even gives Ferrell complete carte blanche to ask her anything whatsoever. She doesn’t give any indication that she feels the sense of violation that many of us do feel at such personal invasions.

Because the driving force for this trend appears to be severe narcissism; it's the thing that all 'trans men' appear to have in common. 

I understand that intense desire to make yourself comprehensible to the world, to have it hear the story of your life that has been hidden for decades, to share all the pain you’ve tucked away. When I watched Will & Harper, I really wished that Ferrell might have stopped to ask himself why his friend seemed so eager to tell him about every last personal detail of her life and why she was willing to expose herself to one dangerous situation after another during their road trip.

Because narcissism, 'Veronica', that's why. 

I was one of the fortunate ones who managed to reclaim my pass back into humankind, and now I have the immense privilege of getting to decide who exactly is safe enough to inform about my past. Those who aren’t that fortunate have to do their best to find a place in a world where we’re a widely misunderstood, stigmatized and increasingly vilified 1% of the population.

The Eternal Victim... Move over Scousers, there's a new one in town.

True history of America or far-right fiction?

There are difficulties either buying or rejecting this below:

Interesting Columbus Day thought

… from a Gab a/c called Geiger Counter … could not possibly endorse the sentiment, more than our blog’sworth …

The “stolen land” people are simply low IQ with zero understanding of history or how the world works … America was not stolen. It was conquered. The Native Americans were not skipping through a meadow when Europeans arrived … They were savages. Tribes constantly at war, taking resources (and land!) from each other. They raided, raped, tortured and literally scalped each other. They were then conquered themselves by a people far more advanced in every quantifiable metric. The natives didn’t even have a common written language, let alone any concept of an advanced civilization. They were living thousands of years behind the rest of the world. America was conquered. The Natives lost. It resulted in the greatest country in human history.

Let’s say, for argument’s sake, that you do not buy the above … the implications are reparations forever to whichever tribe wants to try for the gravy train, plus deep guilt forever and ever for even being Caucasian or whatever in the first place.

Let’s say, for argument’s sake, that you do buy the opener … all right, apply it to Canada, NZ and Australia. In Australia, for example, various tribes came to the land, e.g. the Negritos, Murrayans, Carpentarians, one after the other over time, pushing the previous (defeated) tribe further inland. The French, Dutch, British, in turn arrived or did not and history continued.

Now let’s apply the argument to current Britland … waves of much more battle hardened and ruthless savages arrive, slaughter the “natives”, not unlike the barbarians sacking Rome, much mass rape and muder of the women, many sold into slavery … funded by Them above.

Is that fine? Just the natural course of history?

Safeguarding Our Money...

HMRC has been accused of facilitating fraud by paying fictitious tax rebate claims submitted in the name of unwitting taxpayers by third-party agents. Taxpayers can apply for a rebate if they have paid too much tax. They can choose to appoint an agent to do this on their behalf, but some firms are harvesting details of individuals to make bogus claims.

But surely, if the taxpayer notices this and cries foul, HMRC will listen to them? Well, Reader, you're not going to believe this.... 

Jim Mackie, a former police officer and private investigator, says HMRC refused to investigate when his wife’s details were used by a tax refund firm to submit an invented rebate claim worth £5,000 in her name last year. HMRC sent the full payment to the Lancashire-based firm Waltonbridge, which purported to be the appointed agent for Mackie’s wife.

“The first we knew about it was when HMRC wrote and said that rebate cheques were being sent to the ‘agent’,” said Mackie. “The claim, sent in my wife’s name with a signature that was not hers, was for tax paid on interest received from PPI payments. She hasn’t claimed a PPI payment since 2012 and for that amount of tax to be due she’d have had to have received a fantastical £100,000.”

Waltonbridge passed on just over the half the money in the form of a cheque, deducting a 48% fee, but the Mackies do not intend to cash it. Instead they have reported the suspected fraud to HMRC which told them it was satisfied the claim was genuine.

Yes, you read that right. Agent says 'No, I never authorised this!' and HMRC says 'Yes you did, the agent can't be wrong'... 

“It relied solely on Waltonbridge’s word,” Mackie said. “These scammers are stealing hundreds of thousands of pounds a year from HMRC and HMRC is happy to sit back, let it happen, then blame us, the public, for making false complaints.”

Remember Ronnie's 'nine most terrifying words'? 

The shifting sands

Cityunslicker rarely goes to print himself these days on his blog which is as long in the tooth as mine was before it was stolen. Another of that vintage (2006) was Tom Paine.

He has a most interesting piece up on percentages of our household income and the last main point was:

The government needs an artificially low level of inflation to keep down pay settlements to allow for greater money supply to feed its vast spending projects at low interest rates; in effect a double tax on all of us earners who are suffering from higher inflation and lower wages at the same time.

I replied:

JH: Cityunslicker, the point two at the end I’m going to quote across the way … esp. the “artificially” bit as it seems the core, the key. There’s an element of shifting sands here to my mind … that it is as they wish it to be in order to continue the vast spending on irrelevant and wrong projects. There’s an element of “out of control” as well.  And that we’re not talking real or “sound” money either.

I’m sure crazies other than me will start with the word “fiat” in this matter … Them themselves will use the words “looming crash”, which to my mind will not be until the main players are ready and not a moment before, despite what any economic model says it must be.

Where does it leave us, personally? There’s the rub, innit?