Merry Chrishmush!
FREEDOM FOR PERVS – BUT NOT PSYCHOLOGISTS
‘Outraged’ protesters for depravity, used their freedom (which racists, elitists and sexists did not enjoy) to parade their naughtiness with a few score of (fully clothed) face-sitters strutting, well, sitting, their stuff on the manicured lawn outside the Mother of Parliaments. Telegraph, 12 xii:
"There are more than 200 people discussing female ejaculation and spanking. You can’t take more than a few steps without coming face-to-face with a whip, a mouth gag, or a black leather face mask. Some women are dressed in bikinis, lycra cat suits and fishnets. So are some of the men.
No, this is not a sexual fetish convention. It's the Houses of Parliament, where a porn protest is taking place.
The demonstrators have come together to take a stand against new rules introduced, last week, by the Audiovisual Media Services Regulations 2014. They mean that a number of seemingly arbitrary sexual acts are now banned from paid-for porn watched online in Britain.
So face-sitting, spanking and female ejaculation will no longer be allowed. Neither will urologia (sexual acts involving urine), or penetration with the entire hand, or extremely large dildos.
Ally Jones, 25, a sexual health worker, sums it up: “These laws are rubbish and they’re hypocritical and misogynistic and ridiculous. I hate them so much.”
It’s the sexism – and absurdity – of the legal change that really bothers her:
“[The laws suggest] it’s fine for me to choke on a man’s [penis] but not OK for a man to have a vulva on his face. Natural bodily functions for women are illegal, but male bodily ejaculation seems fine. It doesn’t make sense.”
It is why she has come to protest outside the Old Palace Yard outside Parliament. The original idea was to stage an attempt to break the Guinness World Record for face-sitting, while protesting the porn laws at the same time. More than 1,000 people were promised to attend.
On the day, less than a quarter of that number turn up, and even less engage in the actual face-sitting. But just before 1pm, around 60 brave people do lie down on the cold pavement and let a friend/partner/stranger lower their backside on to their face.
It is a sight that any politician, glancing out of their office window, would probably never have seen before. There are rows of people (mainly men) lying on the ground, while others (mainly women) crouch over their faces. Some of those on the pavement simulate oral sex on the sitters."
Yes: not one of these ‘freedom-lovers’ could be bothered to learn about, read or defend The g Factor...
EUGENICS INCENTIVIZED
A titchy step in the direction of eugenics was taken as Britain’s Work’n’Pensions Secretaryperson Ian Dunkin Donut declared he would think about promising to think about promising to limit a little England’s child handouts to families [aka single parent mothers] of three or more babblies. IDS, an RC, was promptly pounced upon by heavyweight ugly fat lefty slag Polly Toynbee (Guardian, 16 xii) who wanted the ‘working class’ [aka drug-taking and -selling unemployables] to be able to breed like rabbits at taxpayers’ expense – though notorious conservatives Heath, Powell, Thatcher, Major, Portillo, Blair and Brown had hardly produced one extant child apiece.
MUESLIEDOM – A VISUAL AID
The Afghaniloon Tallyhoes paraded their insanity for Western delectation by gunning down 141, including 132 children, in a school in benighted Peshawar (Pakiland) (where the ‘authorities’ – of the army – already stretched every fibre to oblige mad Mueslis). The outrage was greeted in the pathetic West not by the razing of 141 mosques but by touching and quite useless sentiments that ‘our hearts go out to the families’ etc etc – not that the West showed the slightest concern for its own families, being more concerned with its own massive ‘welfare’-state artifice of grossly overpaid bankers, BBC bumboys and bureaucrats.
DEATH WISH GETS TO GB
A Libyan 'arms dealer' carrying order for £18million of ammunition, two British 'jihadis' and 17 illegal migrants... all found in one lorry leaving Dover!
Among those arrested was beardy-weirdie 'British jihadi' Simon Keeler, 43, of East London, who intended to 'flee the country with a fake passport as he planned to travel to Syria to fight {treacherously – but quite without British penalty} for the Islamic State'.
Such was the merry culmination of twenty years of Western ‘policy’ – dedicated to rooting out racists (not to mention sexists, homophobes, eugenicists, elitists and disablists) rather than mad Mueslis. Just which of the UK’s thousands of MPs and overfed officials proposed to resign was quite unclear.... {Of course, the answer from these traitorous vermin, if ever elicited, would be NONE – as they wished to enjoy their pecuniary perks till their final destruction of Britain had them relocate to Zimbabwe or a similar corrupt hellhole which would appreciate them.)
PAKI POODLES
The hilarious state of the Pakistani ‘army’ – officially a big ally of America and China – was cruelly exposed as its ‘soldiers’ took a full eight hours to get control of a military school in which 132 teenagers and 9 staff were being gunned down by crackpot Tallyhoes (whom the ‘army’ had let loose for years – calling them ‘good Taliban’ -- in the hope these madmen would kill Hindus) (Guardian, 17 xii).
{Think of it! Eight hours! In a ‘military school’ where elite parents could have reasonably expected their kids to be safe! (Probably the parents paid plenty to get their kids places in this Peshawar school.) And the eight-hour process was assisted by most of the Tallyhoes wearing suicide vests and blowing themselves up!
Call this an army? And a ‘military school’? The Yanks and Chinks should have dissociated themselves from the cuntry years ago – and certainly when the West began trying to settle Afghoonistan in 2001. – Of course, the Tallyhoes had one big strength: they were happy with poppy growing, which lucrative trade the Western idealists madly opposed – when they could have run the NHS on a share of the profits.
Anyway, whatever the stupidities of Pak’s allies, the corrupt and callous cuntry’s ‘army’ was exposed as a busted flush run by Muesli compromisers who could not even bring themselves to shoot a child-slayer. No wonder Pekiland’s major trade was getting its hundreds of millions of illiterates into Bradford and Birmingham!
What a tragedy for a cuntry that had begun its independence (despite its mass-murderous start) under the passably civilized rule of the London lawyer Muhammed Ali Jinnah! Verily, wherever found, Mueslidom was a disaster (especially to its own aficionados) except in so far as it was fuelled by the West’s discovery and development of oil.
BRITAIN REPLACED
The extent of substitute slave labour for Britain’s once-working class was revealed in NHS figures: in 2013, fully 81% of new nurses for de Nashnul Elf ‘Service’, the UK’s nashnul treashure and replacement for religion, had come from Spain, Portugal and Pakistan -- nice enough girls, surely, 7K of them, but barely able to speak a word of English, and their new jobs in Paradise involved them having to deal with Britoid dements and pill-rattling victims of socialism-contrived family breakdown who were doubtless not in the finest possession of their one-time faculties (Daily Mail, 17 xii).
Whether these – doubtless very nice – foreign gals would prove superior to the socialism-addled products of Britain’s ‘comprehensive schools’ was not to be put to any kind of experimental test: all that mattered was that the foreign gals would work for lower wages (and at least were perhaps not lesbian or kindred hate-filled feminoids).
Vastly overpaid British ‘ospital chiefs were flying to Spain and Portugal to find recruits because the recession there had led to high unemployment. A loophole in EUSSR legislation prevented the Nursing and Midwifery Council from checking the English of European nurses before they were registered for NHS work.
{Britain’s own nurses were so incompetent – as I can attest from experience – that they did not even know, at 50+, how to cook a Christmas turkey: they complained the bird was ‘too dry’ after they had failed to start the cooking with the bottom upwards. – But remember to have tough oven gloves when you turn the bird over before applying streaky bacon!}
GYPSIFYING BRITAIN
In line with German war guilt and and demand for slave ooops mobile labour, gypsies hastened to infest Britain, especially in the Midlands region between Birmingham and Manchester where the police were so busy at their desks chasing 90-yr-olds for their paedophilic advances of the 1960s that the ‘Roma’ reckoned their own thieving, raping, defecating and littering would pass unnoticed.
Some schools reported thousand-fold surges in gypsy kids in just three years (requiring the taxpayers’ childminding services while their parents went begging) (D.Mail, 17 xii). In some cases, Roma parents were unaware of what they were expected to do for their children and had to be taken food-shopping by teachers to help them fill lunchboxes.
Even England’s useless ‘Ofsted’ bureaucrats warned that school budgets were being put under strain by the cost of extra provision. At one school in Derby, the number of Roma pupils rose from four to 99 – almost a third of its roll – in three years.
ELITE SHOCK AT MIGRANTS
As unprecedented numbers of A/A ‘refugees’ streamed into Euroland (doubtless hoping to beat barriers that would soon be imposed – when Germans got terminally fed up) even hoity-toity ‘liberals’ (usually experiencing A/As only as cheap-labour servants) got a bit worried. For example, the diplomats, lawyers and celebrities living on the priciest street in Germany’s wealthiest city weren’t thrilled about their new neighbours (Bloomberg, 17 xii).
Refugees fleeing war zones were moving into an empty office building around the corner from their lakefront road, Harvestehuder Weg, in Hamburg. The four-storey building being transformed by borough Mayor Torsten Sevecke sat on a leafy plot abutting a luxury development where apartments cost as much as 7 million euros ($9 million). Locals were sueing the city because they were worried their properties would lose value.
“Where will these people buy their groceries? The cheaper supermarkets are far away,” said Barbara, a 70-year-old pensioner who had property in the area but spent most of the year in Spain. She asked that her last name not be published because it would be “embarrassing.” “I’d prefer if the government invests the money in a new building somewhere else.” Record numbers of refugees were arriving in Europe, roiling regional politics and leaving local officials struggling to provide shelter while managing their constituents’ unhappiness.
Most ‘displaced people’ headed to Germany and Sweden, where lodgings were being created in any place there was space: in empty schools, campgrounds, a boat on the River Elbe, and even purpose-built aluminum crates that resembled shipping containers. In France and Italy, many ended up on the street. About 345,000 people applied for asylum in European Union nations in the first nine months of 2014, 23 percent more than a year earlier and the most since 2001. Germany, Sweden, France and Italy accounted for almost three-quarters of the total; Germany’s 113,000 exceeded the asylum applications in the U.S.
On 15 xii, an estimated 15,000 people joined Pegida, or Patriotic Europeans Against Islamisation of the West, in a march through Dresden carrying banners bearing slogans such as “Zero tolerance towards criminal asylum seekers”, “Protect our homeland” and “Stop the Islamization”.
TRAITOR BLASTED
A treacherous moneygrubbing ‘uman rights lawyer who had spent ten years mendaciously accusing British soldiers of naughtiness towards Iraqis (whom the socialist swindler ‘represented’ at a cost to UK taxpayers of £31M) was given the works in the Daily Mail (19 xii, Richard Littlejohn):
"Last year {the wretch, surnamed Shiner} told the BBC that 85 Afghans were being held unlawfully at a ‘secret’ facility, implying that this was Britain’s Guantanamo Bay.
Shiner knew perfectly well that this wasn’t true, since he had brought a case connected to the camp in open court in 2010.
That didn’t stop him claiming that the facility was ‘completely off the radar’ and unknown to Parliament, while adding sinisterly: ‘People will be wondering if these detainees are being treated humanely and in accordance with international law.’
Shiner now says he was referring to the period of time people had been detained before 2010. But there was no evidence that anyone was being mistreated in secret, so why try to plant the idea in people’s heads?
Needless to say, he found a willing accomplice in the BBC, which also echoed his false allegations about the abuse of Iraqis in a Panorama special.
What’s Shiner’s problem? Was he turned down by the Army Cadets when he was a boy and now feels the need to spend his entire life wreaking revenge?
Most people will find it nothing short of monstrous that our taxes, including those paid by serving military personnel and their families, are being used to pursue vindictive legal actions against blameless British soldiers putting their lives on the line thousands of miles away.
But this is simply part of the much wider human rights racket, a scandalous conspiracy by unscrupulous Left-wing lawyers designed to turn justice upside down.
Most of the actions brought by the human rights parasites are part of a concerted assault on our institutions, aimed at demolishing traditional notions of fair play and common decency.
Smug, self-regarding Shiner describes himself proudly as a socialist. He lists comedy among his interests, but appears to confuse wearing red spectacles with having a sense of humour.
He looks like the legal profession’s answer to Timmy Mallett.
Shiner may fancy himself as a comedian, but he’s having a laugh at our expense. Why should he be allowed to use public money to pursue malicious, mendacious claims made by foreign nationals?
As I’ve argued before, we could end this racket overnight if the law was changed so that the full cost of these unsuccessful cases had to be met by the lawyers who bring them.
Failing that, I’m sure those soldiers falsely accused by Shiner’s clients would be happy to form a firing squad."
g for Chrishmush!
As a Winston Churchill painting fetched £1.8M, London’s Labour-loving (well, Labour-funded) expert on genetics (or somesuch) was induced out of her hidey-hole to say a word for g:
"What makes a Renaissance man? A painting by Sir Winston Churchill has sold for £1.8m – so why are some people brilliant at everything?"
"If Churchill hadn’t been prime minister during World War Two, he would still be one of the most accomplished men of the past century. The great wartime leader {who saved Britain’s honour even if losing its Empire} won the Nobel Prize for Literature {with his history books} in 1953 and one of his paintings recently sold for £1.8m.
Polymaths – those who have expertise in many different areas – are known as Renaissance men, because so many all-round geniuses emerged in the period. The painter/ scientist/ philosopher/ engineer Leonardo da Vinci is the archetypal example – but what leads some people to be brilliant at everything? {Churchill was also an expert husband, father, builder, trainer of budgerigars and, of course, wine-taster.}
Geniuses are incredibly rare (some argue there are no more than one genius per million people), and it seems inconceivable that a brilliant physicist could also be a first-rate musician.
But Robert Plomin, professor of behavioural genetics at King’s College London, argues that those with exceptional intelligence tend to be brilliant in many areas, not just one. “If you’re smarter then you think more strategically, regardless of the role,” he says. “The idea is, if you're very smart then you play your cards better.”
Somebody who excels – whether in sports, music or the arts – tends to have above average IQ. And those who insist that they’re brilliant in just one subject aren’t simply being modest – they consider their other talents to be poor compared to their greatest achievement.
“People will often say, ‘I’m good at this but no good at that’, but really what they mean is that they’re less relatively good at the other thing. Compared to everybody, they’re actually good in both,” said Labour-funded Plomin.
The stereotype of a scientist with no social skills or appreciation for the arts is nothing more than a myth. “A lot of people think that boffins are only good at one thing. I think that’s a bit of envy,” says Plomin. “People say, ‘They’re good at that but horrible human beings’, and that's generally not true.”
But although geniuses may have the potential to be brilliant in many ways, we can only measure performance, not abstract ability. The contemporary focus on specialisation means that modern geniuses aren’t encouraged to expand their knowledge in the same way as Renaissance men.
An Aesop’s fable tells the tale of a hedgehog who knows a lot about one little subject, and a fox who knows a little about a lot of subjects – academia today seems more receptive to hedgehogs than foxes, says Plomin.
“Nowadays the training is so specialised, they wouldn’t let you develop talent in other areas. But the big advances come from the foxes who know a little bit about a lot of things and can put two and two together, rather than the hedgehogs in the trenches who are burrowing away and trying to find out more and more about less,” he says.
Of course, most of us would love the chance to be a hedgehog and be considered a genius in our field. But if you’re already a hedgehog then it’s difficult not to wonder: how does the world look from the perspective of a fox?"
Santa as a welfare dependant
1. He has a serial record for breaking and entering
2. He uses various animals to pull his sleigh
3. He only works once a year
4. He's never actually been seen doing any work in his whole life
5. He drinks alcohol during working hours
6. He barely leaves his home for fear of being recognized
7. He wears the same, out-of-fashion clothes every day and never washes them
8. He uses loads of different names and aliases purely for his own gain!
9. He gets letters from a lot of people, all demanding that he owes them things!
10. He can get hold of all the latest designer gear but never pays a penny for it!
But now for something more patriotic
(D.Mail, 8 xii): Our very own Eiffel Tower: 150 years young, the Clifton Suspension Bridge is an awesome tribute to British genius - and bloody-minded determination
"On Monday afternoon, 8 xii, thousands will turn out for a procession and a party, just as they did on this day 150 years ago, to salute what is not only one of Britain's most remarkable engineering triumphs of modern times. It is also a tribute to surely our greatest engineer, Isambard Kingdom Brunel, who designed it. Throughout its existence, the Clifton Suspension Bridge, 245 feet above the Avon Gorge linking Bristol with Somerset, has been wowing passers-by. Tonight, celebrations kicked off with a spectacular fireworks display above the 1,350ft bridge"
Yes, dear readers, I bin dere – stopping my motorbike (c. 1966) in the middle of the bridge and looking with some horror at the distance down (a distance through which a depressed mother and her newborn baby would plunge to their deaths in 2014). Never fear: even the worst Christmas presents have never tempted me to suicide, to which Old Pulteney scotch has always seemed pre-eminently preferable. Bottoms up!)
Even more patriotically, the young Prince:
17-month-old George shows off his guardsman jumper. Photograph: Ed Lane Fox/Getty Images
GOOD NEWS FOR CHRISTIAN FAITH
Christmas brought the happy news that Britain’s ‘faith schools’ (mainly CofE) were twice as successful as the godless primary institutions set up by sixty-five years of socialist atheism (D.Mail, 12 xii). Sure, this might have been because brighter parents took the trouble to get their children into schools which valued knowledge, had discipline, and enjoyed the great rituals of Christianity [though the Whitsuntide arrival of the Holy Spirit had got played down in recent years].
But so what? The model of acknowledging the mystery of the origin of the universe and life, mind and soul and of acknowledging the importance of hope in love and marriage [for which Christians had struggled for 2K years against the strictures of their greedy churches – which wanted cash passed to themselves] was valued by high-g people and probably did their kids good.
Although the spineless ‘bishops,’ ‘ministers’ and politicos of the West had proved content to see the third world breed like rabbits and to see Christians ejected from Arabia and east Africa and imprisoned (fully a quarter of them) in North Korea (and probably China), ordinary people continued to acknowledge -- beyond the merry fripperies of Santa, the angel atop the tree, messageless Christmas cards, mince pies [not the Scots variety!] and Vladivar 100% -- that historically worked-out Christianity spoke for them in recognizing a woman’s devotion to her male baby [providing her a penis for multiple breeding, a solution to her ‘penis envy’ problem, as Freud explained] and her seeking out some generous sucker [Joseph] to protect and provide; and in recognizing a man’s wish to solve problems [Joseph wisely whisked Jesus away from Herod’s Israel to Egypt] but also to believe his own sufferings in life as he took on sclerotic authority were akin to those of Jesus himself [‘I did it my way’ was always the most popular karaoke song of Western imbibers].
Yes, though enfeebled by the bloody French and Russian revolutions and by the endless official French wish for revenge on the Germans [though most Frogs had actually happily collaborated with the Nazis], Christianity had just about survived as a kindly, psychologically realistic alternative to Jewish legalism, Hindu superstition, Buddhist nihilism, East Asian conformism and the grisly Mahometan death wish [deriving from loveless polygamy]; and indeed still provided – despite its ‘liberal’ idiocies – the only place in the world to which the wretched of the earth risked their lives and spent their families’ fortunes trying to immigrate.
Small wonder, then, that higher-g British parents sought access to faith schools! LONG LIVE REALISM – even if somewhat dimly perceived through bread-sauced turkey, brandy-buttered Xmas pud and renderings of ‘On the first day of Christmas’ and ‘Good King Wenceslas’ [as we’ll try to remember to contrive at South Clerk Street Mansions – visual aid follows]!
And, reminding us that China will soon become the world’s most Christian country, this nativity scene (just inside our front door) was contrived by delightful Chinese gals – one from Guangzhou [an art-loving venue, just north of Honkers, which hosted Shiou in 2014] and one from Taipei [mercifully separated by 200 miles of waterway and America’s Seventh Fleet from Chinkish communism and derivatives].
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