Politics
Turning Islamic
There can be little doubt that our monarch, King Charles III, has converted to Islam and is just waiting for the right time to announce this. His Easter pronouncement all but admits this. He has [more…]
Mass Immigration
Politics
Why we Fight, Part Two
A sense of civil war is abroad in “The West” – between liberal remnants who seek to frame globalist values as identical with “Western” values – and a rising populist tide that prefers sanity and order to the politics of national suicide. [more…]
Authoritarianism
Thoughts of a Free Man
I do not despise this man. I am sure he believes that he is right and that is something to which we are all entitled. Opinion is not something that should be policed because it [more…]
20th Century
The Muslim Brotherhood, Part Nine
The Anglo-American Alliance (AAA) led powers used an old tactic of population displacement throughout the wars in the Middle East. They were putting into practice Kelly Greenhill’s theories concerning “Strategic Engineered Migration as a Weapon [more…]
16th Century
A View From The Greenhouse;Thoughts On Life (And Death)
Why a Puffin you may (or may not) be asking yourselves, but there’s no great mystery or even significance behind the header picture of my latest ramblings being of our “Spirit” bird. I’ve made the [more…]
Authoritarianism
Frankenstein’s Party
T’was 2019, mid July The whole nation was a’ high With anger and rage For their failed paige Do it all May! Just go away! Could not please every geezer, The treacherous Theresa But big [more…]
Islam
“Soldiers of France”
A fortnight ago, I was asked if I might translate the open letter signed by retired French generals warning the government of the very real possibility of a civil war in France. It was felt [more…]
Arts
The episode that broke the spell
I was a huge fan of New Tricks. For those that didn’t watch, it was a British police drama about a small unit of 3 detectives and a DS that ran the show. The USP [more…]
Economics
The pendulum has swung too far
I’m an old fashioned sod. When they finally cart me off in my wooden overcoat with my toes turned up and my face a mask of deathly pallor, there will still be a part of [more…]