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Sunday, 3 November 2024

The Love Grenade

 


Sinead

threw a grenade

down the esplanade.

It was no ordinary, common and garden

explosive device this,

when it landed it showered everyone with bliss.

The miserable old man forgot his stereotype and smiled

The pesky kids were no longer that but assertive.

Older lads with hoods were viewed with warmth not suspicion

their scooters handed back to them with erudition.

Even the Special Constables had to admit that they weren’t all that.

“Where did you get that from Sinead?” Donna enquired

“Look within dear heart” Sinead replied


Sunday, 13 October 2024

Jet Propelled Assisted Dying.

If anbody reading this knows Benjamin Netanyahu could you ask him when the Zionist death cult is going to stop? Why? Because we in the West want a guilt free Christmas. Don't forget that God's emissary to the UK Cardinal Vinnie Nichols has imbued the assisted dying debate with his religion's guilt

He said changing the law could result in those who are near to death feeling under pressure to end their lives to relieve family members of a “perceived burden of care”, to avoid pain or “for the sake of inheritance”.

The archbishop of Westminster continued: “The suffering of a human being is not meaningless. It does not destroy that dignity. It is an intrinsic part of our human journey, a journey embraced by the eternal word of God, Christ Jesus himself. He brings our humanity to its full glory precisely through the gateway of suffering and death.”

I write this blog post as someone whose own mother pleaded with me to fetch a gun and put her out of her misery. I made a joke of it as I always do and I said "Mam, if it was legal I would". I'm writing this in the very room that she died and a photograph of her as a nurse in the fledgling National Health Service is looking down on me as I do.  

She nursed Sir Frank Whittle after he was knighted by George VI in 1948. A statue of whome I came across on my visit to Coventry recently.

She had long been an advocate of assisted dying long before her own death in extreme agony in 2021 and she had made it clear that she wanted to go to Switzerland if an agonising death became likely for her. She was in an orthopaedic bed that required electricity to keep the mattress pumped up and we were told that when it was installed that it would cost pennies to run. Instead it cost thousands when we received the bill from the Utility Company after Mam died.

It wasn't the cost but the ignominy and agony in which my mother died. On the Wednesday before she died there was a power cut and in darkness her cries of anguish and pain became louder as the orthopaedic bed sank lower and lower underneath her until it became flat. The nursing team looked on, as helpless, as we all are when we watch the daily grizly footage from Gaza and Lebanon. 

It took an hour an a half for a generator to come out from Scottish Power and in that time 'Dr Death' had been called for from the local hospital to administer the fateful dose. A dose which put Mam out of her agony but which took 3 days with the aid of a syringe driver to kill her off on the following Saturday Morning. 

Every time I have to pay a utility bill now I wince because these people are never there when you need them but when it comes to paying your bill the bailiff will be shouting through your letterbox before you've had time to check your bank balance.

I would like to see Cardinal Vinnie Nichols in a boxing ring with Dame Esther Rantzen and I hope that Esther Rantzen punches him so hard that he sees bluebirds and the pearly gates and the faces of the people who can't wait to pounce on his inheritance.

The inheritance of religion as we can see from Palestine and Lebanon is inhumanity.  

As Dame Esther used to say "That's Life" but what about a dignified death?



https://sharkfishinginwales.blogspot.com/2021/05/in-sympathy.html


Sunday, 22 September 2024

The Yosemite Sam of Nation States

The Yosemite Sam of Nation States

 


Another mass shooting on strictly come dancing?

I pick up my spectacles.

“Ooh you’re posh, we call them glasses”.

Well raise them then to dystopia

Gaza first, now the Lebanon

The Yosemite Sam of Nation States

is going off on one again.

and apart from the odd ‘virtue signalling’ tweet

I continue with my mundanity thinking about my morality.

“I’m going to die” (someday)

as my timeline is flooded with pictures of those who have.

We cannot imagine such terrors.

but they’re getting closer.

We can’t remain cossetted and protected forever.

Every other news story a distraction from the reality

that there is a made-up biblical country out there

that will take us all down to save its own myth and legend.      

Christmas is looming on the horizon again,

and only Capitalists will gain.   

You cannot help but feel humanity’s pain

as you pull your tartan trolley round Poundland.    

Friday, 16 August 2024

The School for Rioters

 


A Comedy of Misty Manners (Misdemeanours)

By sending all the rioters to prison Sir Keir Starmer has created a school for rioters. If it should kick off a la Strangeways 1991 everybody inside will know what to do.

I am afeared that the Farage riots that followed the Southport stabbings were the start of the dominoes falling not the end.

When Oswald Farage aka Nigel Mosley asked the nation via his You Tube channel whether the truth was being witheld from us, the answer that came back was a resounding NO!

What we have in Britain at the moment is a brutalised populace sick to the back teeth of Brexit, Covid 19, Israel/Gaza, Ukaine/Russia and No Justice for Grenfell. This is why they turned up in such numbers mid week in Walthamstow, Bristol, Liverpool, Birmingham and Brighton. The silent majority are sick to the back teeth after 14 years of Tory misrule under 5 different Prime Ministers. 

We are all sick to the back teeth of the Reform 5. Niggles of Clacton on sea and his Frankenstein monster of Lee Anderson.


These are the puppet masters working the puppets of Southport, Sunderland and Rotherham. We can chuckle at the oaf getting hit on the head and in the bollocks by bricks. We can laugh at the steak bake bastard having it away on his toes with a tray full of fondant fancies from Greggs in Hull. Lush Bath bombs and  Crocs? You wouldn't get these as booby prizes at the local fair.

After Keir Starmer QC has finished locking up the poor he needs to address the elephant in the Cobra meeting of young black mens' mental health. The Leicester Square stabber was Romanian of no fixed abode. Where were the riots in response to that? Ah the stabber wasn't black.

A collective insanity has descended across the land and our limbic systems have returned to that of the caveman. Where's Suella Braverman? Not such a brave man now?

We've had 10 months of murderous barbarity and atrocity from the Israelis. Netanyahu and his guilt complex over October 7th has eradicated completely 2% of the Palestinian population off the face of the earth. This blogger thinks he will carry on until October 7th 2024 and then call it a day on the first anniversary, his blood lust having been finally satiated. Don't count on it! How many hostages will be left by then?

This extreme violence does not exist in a vacuum. We the people are witnessing it 24/7 on our news feeds and social media. We are hearing Israeli spokespersons going from 0 to denial in ten seconds. Their voices taking up the maniacal pitch of the dictators of yesteryear.

Nobody wants any of this, least of all the Palestinians but the Israeli War Cabinet and its Medusa's heads expect the rest of the world to put up and shut up.

Despite the British Patriots'unfailing support for Tommy Robinson and his Mossad handlers even they must be sick to the pit of their stomachs after so many pictures of dead and mutilated children and babies coming out of Gaza.

       

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