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Thursday, 23 July 2015

Plaid Gogledd Cymru


I have been exiled in Cardiff, South Wales for 28 years, not quite as long as the Dalai Lama but long enough for me to be recognised as the Spiritual Leader of North Wales/Gogledd Cymru. All I've got from this wasteland is a Psychiatric Diagnosis. I am not a Manic Depressive. I am a Gog. Well it's the same thing really!



Although born in Bridgend, I was stolen by a Great White Eagle and dropped on Eryri to live in a cave on a diet of wimberries and wifi. Having been arrested for drink/driving on the Denbigh by-pass at the age of 21 I entered voluntary exile in South Wales, knowing that one day I would return and lead the North against the South in a very bloody civil war but one which was required to sort out who was 'boss' in the New Wales/Cymru Newydd.
Having lived in the ghetto/hovel of Grangetown for all this time I came to realise that Cardiff dislikes anything that isn't Cardiff. North Wales might as well be the North Pole. The Valleys are dismissed as an irrelevance to the Capital so you can only imagine how they feel about those North of the A44. I have decided that the road from Llangurig to Aberystwyth is the dividing line. I appreciate that Talybont and Bow Street are South Wales but I'm sure we can come to some accommodation when the war actually begins. General Dai will set up HQ in Machynlleth and our armoury will be in Holyhead. I hope that the people of North and South Wales understand that this war is necessary, a form of ethnic cleansing to re-educate the 'Hwntw' as to who is #Brenin round by ere.
The reason that Plaid Cymru has proved so ineffectual recently is that it insists that Wales is one nation, blatantly disregarding the differences between North and South so here I launch the Party that will be known as 'Plaid Gogledd Cymru' and here is the reason why


"We in the Gogledd have had enough of being second class citizens in our own country. No more the ugly sister. Just because you've got the Rugby and the Millennium Stadium doesn't mean you have any right to make jokes about #Gogs. " 


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