Mohammad Hitler Islam and the Movies Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha….
January 30, 2008
It seems that a politician in Holland has made a 10 minute film about Islam which attacks the Koran. Geert Wilders feels that Islam and the Koran are just as dangerous as Hitler and his friends. Needless to say there is talk of blood in the streets…….But there’s no point in getting worked up about this as what you and I might think of the whole matter is of no concern to anyone…
……just today on the British news there is yet another report about a plot to kidnap a Muslim British soldier and cut his head off “like a pig”.
So make no mistake . These people are laughing at us. …….har har har…….
And as there is nothing that I , or anyone else can do let’s all just laugh together……har har har…..
347 MOD Laptops For Sale. Free False Identities Included.
January 21, 2008
It has just now (21/01/2008) been announced on BBC News 24 that 347 laptops belonging to the British Ministry of Defense have been stolen since 2004….I have no link to this story yet as the news is just breaking but this is nothing short of mind boggling. Apart from information in relation to credit cards etc contained on these laptops they have sufficient personal information to created several thousand false identities… I’ll add a link as soon as possible….in the meantime there’s no need for me to comment any more on this madness…. Here is an earlier report about just one theft of a laptop.
HERE IS A LINK TO THIS STORY . I will update it as more details become available.
I have no idea as to the quality or reliability of this link but you may wish to try it . Just scroll to the bottom of this web page and you will see the link.
http://4.livefooty.doctor-serv.com/sat8.12/Hatton_Mayweather.html
Update: Now that the fight is over you can put this link in your favourites. You can then use it to watch all your football matches. I watched the Hatton fight and the reception was perfect….give it a try next time you want to watch some football…..or anything of that sort.
Martin Amis . Ronan Bennett. Words Words Words. ( I must be talking to my friends).
December 8, 2007
blogspot.com/2007/12/shame-on-us.html
“He had an open mind , as open as a trap”
I have just been reading an article about …..well , I’m not really sure what it’s about. But what I am quite sure of is that the spirit of the good old SS is alive and kicking …..and kicking with a vengeance. It seems that whereas Hitler and Co. used the word ‘Jew’ to stifle all debate our modern day dictators , the politically correct brigade , use the words ‘Racist’ or ‘Homophobic’. And like Hitler they have the power….
There was a time I might have argued the point with the Bennett’s of this world but faced with so much certainty not to mention arrogance I just don’t know how to respond. I have long since come to the conclusion that all this has much in common with rape…more to do with power than anything else. And like I say , the PC brigade have all the power.
Mr. Bennett is one of those people who would be happy to tell the great unwashed that they are racist , or better still homophobic and racist , and having disfranchised them to the point that they ,after ten years or more under the boot of the PC brigade , in sheer desperation , turn to the BNP will then say , “See , I told you so”…..
Oh yes , the exercise of power……it’s rarely a pleasant sight.
“…..and stick to people who look like they’re from the Middle East” (itself further proof, if such were needed, of the racist nature of Islamophobia)”
That word ‘phobia’ covers a multitude of sins……and saves a lot of unnecessary debate. It’s marvelous what you can do with words….
The thick neck and the leather boot……at least you knew who the enemy was…….
Better to say nothing. Just keep the mouth shut and the head down. Oh yes , I’m learning fast……….’besides , this is not so much a debate , more a case of public masturbation……..”Look at me Ma , Look at me………I’m top of the World.”.
CRIMES AND CORRUPTION OF THE NEW WORLD ORDER NEWS: Shame on us
This is the story of Ronald Wycherley , better know as Billy Fury , Britain’s so called answer to Elvis Presley. In truth he was an original…he arrived on the music scene in the shadow of Elvis and in bad health …..and died before his time…..
I Remember Billy Fury and Blind Joe Death.
April 4, 2006
I Remember Billy Fury and Blind Joe Death.
I remember Billy Fury. I remember a lot of things.
When he came to Dublin in the sixties they wouldn’t let him
perform. They literally brought the curtain down on him. That sort of
thing can happen in Dublin.
In the early eighties I had been living in London for about ten years
and made the mistake of returning to Dublin. I was back only an hour
or so and when I decided that I wanted to get out and go back to
London but they wouldn’t let me go. That’s the literal truth.
My first Fury record was “Half way to paradise”, but my very very
first record was Elvis Presley’s “Lets Have a Party”. I didn’t buy it,
a friend gave it to me. It was a 78rpm record which unfortunately
I dropped and broke within a few days. This was in the late fifties
or very early sixties, ‘cant remember the exact date. I used to play
it on an old pickup that plugged into a valve radio.
Of course music, or rather the context of music was very
different in the late fifties. There was no MTV or for most people
no t.v. at all. In Ireland there was really only one state radio station
and if you wanted to hear rock music you had to wait until after
7;00 pm to tune into Radio Luxembourg.
The good old days?
Well, as far as music goes they were really exciting times.
As for all the rest, Dublin was a grey city run by the Catholic Church.
It still is run by them. They own the schools and if you own them you own everything.
But there is a new God.The entire Irish nation worship at the shrine of Bono. Don’t get me wrong, by all accounts he’s a nice guy. But he IS worshiped here.
Most Irish people are just one step away from poverty and the
narrow-mindedness that goes with it. It seems that almost everyone owns
their own house which more often than not is paid for by the rent
from the less affluent who have no choice but to rent. And as soon
as its at least part paid for they then get another house. Ireland is a property
owning democracy. Historically, landlordism was the curse of the
land and was regarded as a great social evil. Now in the land of the
Celtic tiger its the only morality. A morality devoid of morality.
As I said in a previous blog there are a lot of homeless people
here, you can see them in their droves every day on the streets of
Dublin.
THERE IS NO LEGAL RIGHT TO SHELTER IN IRELAND.
Both Property and God are enshrined in and protected under the
Irish Constitution. Which explains in part why all the drug pushers
invest in property. And Ireland is crawling with pushers and with
the peace process……. well the Patriots have to eat too.
I remember Clarence Frogmout Henry. A great voice. ‘A great name.
There was no toilet roll in the 50′s. That’s one thing they tend not to
mention in the history books. When people went to the Gents/Ladies/little
rooms/crapper or whatever it was called they used newspaper. It was
quite normal for people to disappear for hours and everyone read them.
All joking aside the loo was a great educator.
I used to read The Beano.
I’m pretty certain that ‘Frogmouth Henry died this year. You always hurt the
one you love. That was his big hit.
I have reached that stage in life when most of the music I
listed to is sung by Dead People.
Half the Gratefull Dead are dead.
Theresa, that was the name of my first love. I used to go to the
Regal Cinema in Ringsend with her. The Regal was less than regal.
It was what was known as a flea pit. Wooden seats and a good
scratch on the way home. The guy on the door wore a dirty
uniform and hated, really hated kids. His name was Louis and he was
unpleasant to all the patrons. Theresa used to go to the regal
with her mother every night. I could never figure out why but
they spent every night there watching the same films.
I was in love with Theresa. I thought she was beautiful. It was all
very innocent.
One day I got out of bed. This was in the late seventies. I got out
of bed and did whatever I did, I can’t remember, it was a long
time age, but I do remember that I went into a record store and
in the course of rooting around I came across a record by two
guys called John Fahey and Blind Joe Death. Well I thought it was
two guys. It said so on the sleeve notes. Fahey started making records
in the 50′s. They were tiny print runs, perhaps twenty or thirty, I really
cannot remember, small print runs anyhow and he wrote the sleeve
notes himself. They weren’t printed they were actually all done by
hand and would vary from record to record. So that the biography
of, say, Joe Death would change depending on which copy you
happened to buy. The first of Fahey’s records I bought had
Fahey on one side and Blind Joe on the other and after playing it
I decided that Blind Joe was a lot better than Fahey. And so did
a lot of other people. What we didn’t know of course was that
Blind Joe Death was a figment of Fahey’s imagination.
He died a few months ago. He was one of the greats.
Life goes on. Time passes. And there is a whole generation growing
up who have never heard of Billy Fury.
Billy died, died young. He was never a healthy boy.
The good ones always die young.
Yesterday I bought myself a little treat, a DVD of Jethro Tull.
………. “Your too old to Rock and Roll, but your never
too young to die”………
