In case people had not noticed the lies (or, otherwise, gormlessness) of British politicians, the obesity, one-eyedness, one-leggedness and homosexuality of BBC television newsreaders, pundits and weather’men’, the lesbo-leftism of clerics,* the state-funded fatherlessness of children, the tiresome re-invention of the wheel by (disgustingly well-funded) IQ-avoidant academics, declining (well, rock-bottom) male standards of dress (only female cutaway jeans and contra-fashionista wasp-waistedness contributing to the gaiety of the nation), the vast job creation programmes of town councils (esp. Edinburgh, with its expensive, incompetent and non-existent trams, its omnipresent scaffolding as owners were bullied to employ unchecked council operatives, and its street upheavals as pavements were uselessly replaced in months-long English-funded ‘works’ by distinctly slow-moving drinkers in ‘hard hats’), thieves (Britain’s ever-more-present gypsies ooops travellers?) chose the month of commemoration of the country’s war dead (admittedly in wars to assist in French revenge on Germany, in which the French themselves largely gave up participating by 1940) to steal the metal plaques of names from war memorials – melting these probably irreplaceable records down for 40p per name (Sunday Mail, 6 xi, Peter Hitchens) (the metal being sold to China).
The failure of Britain’s lawmakers to insist that these (and why not other?) crimes be recompensed at least tenfold by criminals and their families might have been excusable in 1951-ish days of White poverty, London smog, power cuts, lack of bananas and of the fathers of poor boys having given their lives for the country; but it had no excuse in 2011, when Britain had actually chosen its own population – often from welfare-dependent single-parent ‘mothers’ and from third-world immigrants and their traitorous poppy-burning progeny.
*Little recalling St Paul’s requirement that “if any would not work, neither shall he eat” (II Thessalonians, iii 10).
HOLLYWOOD DISCOVERS BRAND ON SHAKESPEARE
Thirteen years after I backed the Earl of Oxford as being the author of almost all of the plays of the country bumpkin ham actor William Shakespeare (McDougall Newsletter, 1 xii 1998), a Hollywood homosexual got the story filmed (colourfully, if at too great length and with undue complexities involving more than one bastard child of Elizabeth I) (‘Anonymous’). Here is my original piece.
Shakespeare Realism
(Independent, 5 xi '98)
Just how William Shakespeare (1564-1616) could have written the world's greatest plays has long puzzled historians and psychologists. There is no documentary evidence that William ever attended Stratford's excellent grammar school -- though the civic status of his father [a glover and wool dealer] would have entitled him to do so. At age 18, William married his pregnant girlfriend, Anne Hathaway, 26. By age 20, he had become the father of three children, including two twins [a boy and a girl] so sought work with a theatrical touring company which took him to London.
Essentially, the question has been one of whether largely untutored (gfluid) could have been sufficient to the writing of plays involving a good knowledge of Greek, Roman, Italian and English history -- together with awareness of the latest advances in astonomy (as in Hamlet, where a starburst is mentioned that had only just been observed by English courtiers). Many have thought that gcrystallized would have been necessary -- but they have been accused of snobbish elitism that declined to acknowledge the sterling qualities of English yeomen.
Today, a new computer analysis of stylistic features provides fresh testimony that all but the more obscure plays (Merry Wives of Windsor, etc.) were written by Edward de Vere, the 17th Earl of Oxford (1550-1604). Apparently, the supply of astronomical references in the plays dries up after 1604; and the last ten years of actor-manager William Shakespeare's own life -- though he by then enjoyed great affluence and leisure -- produced only Pericles, Cymbeline, Winter's Tale, The Tempest and (with John Fletcher's help) Henry VIII.
{The Italianate Englishman, Edward de Vere, came from a distinguished military family. Though violent and spendthrift, he was a highly regarded Elizabethan courtier-poet. His lyric poem 'What cunning can express' is the best of those securely attributed to him (Chambers Biographical Dictionary).}
RE MORTIBUS DELICANTE
The death of maniacal but still ultra-reserved comic trouper and philanthropist Jimmy Savile, 84, was greeted with respect by Britain’s usually paedohysterical press – for Mensan Savile’s mother-devoted and hugely child-charity-supporting life had left no proof of his basic sexual proclivities. (British enthusiasm for marginally pubertal youths – the Indian ones being called ‘chocolate’ -- was documented in Ronald Hyam’s Understanding the British Empire [Chap. 16: ‘Greek love in British India’], CUP, 2010. This book specially noted the convenient official pretence of modern bullyboy ‘homosexuals’ that they were not interested in pre-16 ‘chicken’ – an outrageous denial that a few clicks on the internet could expose.)
However, despite this blip in paedohysterical effort, the High Court in London kept up feminoid pressure by finding Catholic bishops could be sued for the ‘sexual molestations of women’ by their priests of thirty years previously (Guardian, 8 xi). {Roll on Islam! And heaven help in 2020 the ‘social workers’ of 2000 who would eventually find themselves joining Sharon Shoesmith in being known for orchestrated child murder officiated by incompetent sociology-degreed Blacks and kindred non-English-speaking ‘doctors.’}
PSYCHOLOGY’S ULYSSES GOES GLOBAL
My Eysenck-backing 2011 review of Roderick Buchanan’s Playing with Fire appeared on the net: http://bussorah.tripod.com/ulysses.html. A quote? OK! “Buchanan thinks Hans’ career a ‘tragedy’; but actually it was a triumph which justifiably put Hans head, shoulders and torso above the pygmies of the rest of psychology.”
US REPUBLICANS STAY PAROCHIAL
Despite a year of successively and failingly backing raving-anti-abortionist, Mormon, ignoramus and detrousered candidates (the last a hopeless Black – a sign of Republican desperation) as Presidential contesters for it in 2012, America’s GOP could not accept the simple reality that the country had lost its ten-year chosen war (hopefully Jewish-funded) against the Mueslis (of Aghastlistan, Eyeraq and Pakiland) and needed to quickly adopt a few Islamic values like respect for family life, low taxation, female subordination, throwing homos and adulterers off cliffs, and rights to universal AK47 ownership (as practised in Libya).
As Euroland sank into an abyss of leaderlessness – with not even Germans having enough realism to follow a McDougallian partition of Europe (q.v.) – the GOP had a chance to regain a conservative and realistic initiative. But, mesmerized by the fear of being called ‘racist’, even the ‘Tea Party’ movement was hamstrung and unable to oppose Obarmy’s issuance of free health care to millions of very unhealthy (druggy, criminoid, high-obese, low-IQ etc.) Blacks – said elf care to be paid for by increased taxes after Obarmy left office. (By contrast, ‘liberated’ Arab/Muesli Libya had no compunction in just sending its Blacks straight back to Niger, Chad, Senegal and similar hellholes.)
LOOPY LU.K.
On Remembrance Day (11/11/11), Strasbourg gypsies, having learned of Britain’s ruinous ten-year £18M struggle to evict law-defiant ‘travellers’ from Dale Farm, Essex (£6M alone going to the tinkers’ lucky legal team), began arriving in droves (some of the first 21 families in £80K Maserati cars) to set up in Harlow, Essex, at UK taxpayers’ expense (Britain providing state education, health care, ‘uman rights and welfare benefits to all and sundry – just yards away from a ‘police’ station which did precisely nothing to stop them (Sun, 11 xi).
Such was the remembrance for Brits and English-speaking cousins who had died over the years to save the UK and Empire from Continental nastiness, corruption, tyranny, revolutionism, crime, illiteracy, squalor, female subordination, antisemitism and kindred rubbish.
Claiming incapacity benefit in the UK proved to be so easy that actor Paul Couchman trousered £28,900 welfare over seven years while playing Widow Twankey and other pantomime roles. Oh yes he did! (Sun, 11 xi).
LOOPY LEU, LOOPY LIE
As Western subprime casino capitalism span into its last phase, with Italy bankrupt and needing to pay 7% interest to borrow yet more money from its young, useless much-dining pranksta politicians declined to examine openly either the McDougallian solution (of letting Club Med, including popinjay-led France, go hang – q.v.) or the equally practical suggestion of nationalizing the gambling bankstas (and cutting their salaries and bonuses by 90% in the process).
Whereas the idiocies of 1965-75 socialism (and Heathism), had finally yielded Mrs Thatcher to take on the taxpayer-draining unions, the Clinton/Blair/Bush/Brown(“We have put an end to boom and bust”) excesses of 1995-2008 had still to yield a respected politician who had read any books and was willing to tell the wankstas ooops bankstas to s*d off to Shanghai/ Singapore/ Switzerland if they could not conduct business in an orderly way without using taxpayers as a fallback when their bets failed.
EUROENTERTAINMENT
Though Euroland’s pols proved themselves daily more incompetent at economics (though they faithfully turned up for the thrice-weekly mega-dinners – with casts of thousands of flunkies -- supplied by taxpayers in Brussels, Cannes etc.) and bunga-bunga-partying PM Silvio Berlusconi’s star faded (chucked out by SarkoMerkel, along with the PMs of Greece and Spain), French socialist sex maniac and financier Dominique Strauss-Kahn (q.v.) leapt into the breach contesting accusations that he had been involved in pimping petites from all over northern France and in Madrid (Guardian, 11 xi).
Apparently DSK would meet the desmoiselles in his bathrobe and take them for a guided tour of the IMF, stopping only for posed photos before sh*gging them senseless and having them paid off on a train on their way home. {Thank heavens senior British politicians limited themselves to c*pulating on the floors of their Commons offices (Lab., 2 cases), suiciding by onanistic asphyxiation and scr*wing a mother and both of her daughters (Con., 2 cases), and coprophagia, sodomy and dumping a loyal political wife for an equally ugly bisexual (LibDem., 3 cases)!}
EMPIRE REMEMBERED
Britain’s Remembrance Sunday weekend, 12/13 xi, was marked (well, marred) by Muesli goons announcing their plan for a mass burning of poppies at the Whitehall Cenotaph, their movement being formally banned for the umpteenth time (without executions, deportations or even ‘community service orders’), and 172 English Defence League supporters being corralled by police for hours in the garden of Whitehall’s Red Lion pub for fear they would interfere with said Mueslis or even with the sainted “tented community” that had “occupied” the forecourt of St Paul’s (in a pathetic protest against Britain’s casino banksters, who remained quite untouched by the saints behind barbed wire in the City).
Still, at least ciggy-riddled President Barry Obarmy was prevailed upon by his top brass to send a thousand US troops and scores of high-grade aircraft to Darwin, north Australia, to help defend Oz against the ever-advancing Chinks (whom the Workers’ Paradise had tried to embrace for forty years, temporarily giving up its White Australia policy – an amicable gesture that had apparently met with no serious success, so the Empire came to the rescue, not least needing a handy new missile base since Chinese rockets could already reach Guam).
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