Diary Blog, 4 July 2020

“Nigger” permanently removed

A memorial for a dog who was named after a racial slur (pictured, offensive material has been blurred) was removed in light of the Black Lives Matter movement


The sickness in the UK and across the Western world has reached a point where white people are colluding in the destruction of their own history and culture, slavishly (ironically). Where history and culture are removed, people usually follow.

Even the Daily Mail which reports the story will not use the poor deceased companion animal’s name, but only the horrible Americanism, “a racial slur“. I try to avoid swearing on my blog, but GO FUCK YOURSELVES!

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The fear propaganda spread by Government and the msm has really taken root in the fragile mass psychology of the British and others resident in Britain. They are scared of their own shadows.

I think that we can say goodbye to much of that part of the economy centred on pubs, bars, cafes, restaurants.

Cafe Rouge, etc

I see that Cafe Rouge has closed or (much the same under current conditions) has gone into administration. I used to use their Little Venice (London) cafe occasionally, about 25-30 years ago. How time flies…

I preferred Raoul’s (just across the street), which I patronized for years; I went there almost daily (on weekdays only; weekends, the yuppies and other loudly braying riff-raff tended to crowd out Raoul’s). I used to breakfast at Raoul’s on weekdays, c.1993-95, before going (quite often) to appear in the High Court. If not in a hurry, one could get a no.6 red bus from opposite the cafe and direct to Aldwych, where it terminated.

[above: Cafe Rouge, Little Venice]
 Raoul's serves many greasy spoon dishes including full English breakfasts
[above: my old haunt in the 1980s and early 1990s— Raoul’s Cafe, Little Venice]

Reading about Raoul’s now, or as it was until “lockdown”, I see that the interior looks horrible now. The old large round tables have been replaced by little square ones against both walls, presumably in order to squeeze in more customers. Not very nice. Very unaesthetic. It must have destroyed the atmosphere. Also, back in the 1980s and 1990s, the chairs were rather more stylish.

I see from a newspaper story that the owner is still the same, a lady called Geraldine, an attractive blonde from the North-East (if I recall), who was a bit of a social climber (it seemed to me) and had lost, if she ever had one, any semblance of a Northern accent. She was married to an anglicized Greek fellow with blond (bleached? I never know such things) hair, who occasionally sat over a coffee in the cafe. We chatted a few times. He was said by others to be related to the Onassis family, and was a pretty good painter (as far as I can judge). I once went to an exhibition he held at a gallery in Cork Street, off Piccadilly.

I have to say that, though she could be a bit tough in manner at times (she complained to me once or twice about my reading documents for hours there!), Geraldine was usually quite charming. I rather liked her. Another charming person was the one-time manageress, a young woman called Laura, who was the daughter of the entertainer, Bruce Forsyth. Once, a large chauffeur-driven limousine drew up and out came Bruce Forsyth, on his arm a most beautiful lady much younger than him. He came in as his daughter was chatting to me; she rushed off to greet her father. Quite an entrance. No TV silliness; in fact, more like a royal entrance than one from The Generation Game.

The wonder of the Internet! http://www.michaelleventis.com/michael-leventis/

That little piece (which misspells “Fresno”, apropos of nothing) says that, at one point (presumably in the 1970s), Michael and Geraldine Leventis had to leave London because “unable to support themselves”! Incredible. In the years when I used the cafe, 25-40 years ago, they were loaded! They had a house that backed onto where I lived (a stone’s throw from the cafe), another in the Lot area of France, and seemed to live in some luxury (so I was told by someone who had visited their home).

Amazing to me that that lady is still running the cafe, 30-40 years later. She also ran, briefly (I think that it only lasted a year, if that, around 1987), a Raoul’s Restaurant across the street, which was a really good Italian, with excellent wine, served in beautiful glasses, but charging very high prices. The decor was very aesthetic.

Reverting to Cafe Rouge, there was an old Jew with a stout walking stick, who looked like something out of Montmartre circa 1880. He used to sit over coffee in Raoul’s with a small circle of other old Jews at one particular round table. Around 1990 or so. His son was said to have been the owner and founder of Cafe Rouge and to have sold it (about that time or a few years later) to a large company for £46 million.

Little Venice, and Maida Vale generally, had quite a few Jews. Another who used to come into Raoul’s occasionally, like a wraith, was said to be the mother of the Guinness Trial defendant, Parnes. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthony_Parnes. She lived in nearby Hamilton Terrace, St. John’s Wood, which starts the other side of the main Maida Vale avenue (the extension of Edgware Road).

It all seems a long time ago now. As it was.

I cannot see the cafe/restaurant/pub sector doing well as long as all these new restrictions continue. Why would people pay rather much, quite often, to sit in a restaurant, served by someone dressed as for a laboratory and possibly surrounded by perspex screens?

The madness continues and grows yet madder

English words matter, and these clowns are killing language. Kill Twitter.

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Last week, I did much better than John Rentoul (for what it is worth). This week, I still beat him, just, getting 5 out of 10 to his 4/10. Narrowly missed one other correct answer.

This sort of black or multikulti urban militia should be shot down on sight. If the USA tolerates this, then it will evetually have “Beirut” situations developing.

In many parts of the country, the police are surrendering to the forces of destruction.

12 thoughts on “Diary Blog, 4 July 2020”

  1. As infuriating as the news about “Nigger” tombstone are I remember looking at the comments posted by the readers of the “Daily Mail” regarding the request to scrap/destroy the murals at the Foreign Office. There were nearly 20 comments, and they ALL were furious about it.

    I think that a large proportion of white Britons hate this Judeo-Marxist political correctness but not enough to protest loudly and publicly. Too afraid of the “thought police” more likely. Revolutions are not made by cowards, and that is what most whites are nowadays.

    PS: I am amazed that BB (Bastard Boris) did not “take a knee”, aren’t you?


    1. Claudius:
      Boris-idiot is governed not by lust for power, or achievement, or even fame, at root, and certainly not by principle or ideology. His primary wish is to be popular. Just that. Public relations rule in his misgovernment. I do not know what proportion of the British people support this pathetic and disgusting “black lives matter” nonsense. Maybe 20%, 25% at top. So naturally, “Boris” goes with the majority, but while not wanting to be seen to ignore the “BLM” idiots either. It’s a public relations decision for him.

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      1. Yes, I think you are right. His pathetic and ridiculous exhibitionism has shown clearly that the idiot loves attention and craves popularity. It is all about that. BTW I think that his American counterpart, the Buffon in the White House, suffers from the same illness.


  2. Well, it is to me and to quite a few other millions throughout the globe as to which country has the worst leader at the moment. President Trump as you recognise has many faults some of which he shares with our moron but as a Brit I have to sadly acknowledge that Boris Idiot is worse. Trump does, occasionally, have some regard for US national interest eg introducing some travel restrictions during this pandemic. Boris-Idiot and company have done very, very little in that regard and not as early as they should have done.


  3. Hmmm, so I’m guessing that Joseph Conrad’s “Nigger of the ‘Narcissus'” will presumably also have been banned long ago despite its literary worth….?

    Went to the pub today. No ID logging, no enforced use of debit cards, no mandatory handwash on entry etc etc.
    Sometimes I wonder if certain better-known elements of the “alt-media” are fear-mongering to bring ridicule and contempt on, and diminish the plausibility to others of, those who have researched and found good cause to be fearful of how things are developing.


    1. Wigger:
      You may have a point. I myself rarely go to pubs these days. In fact, I believe that I have not been to one since last year (once), a country inn where I had a pleasant treff with a couple of political friends.
      Before that, probably at least two or more years.


  4. The answer to the Eiffel Tower question is incorrect. I answered eighteen eighties (I thought it was near the end of the decade that it was built) so it surprised me. According to Britannica online:

    Nothing remotely like the Eiffel Tower had ever been built; it was twice as high as the dome of St. Peter’s in Rome or the Great Pyramid of Giza. In contrast to such older monuments, the tower was erected in only about two years (1887–89), with a small labour force, at slight cost. Making use of his advanced knowledge of the behaviour of metal arch and metal truss forms under loading, Eiffel designed a light, airy, but strong structure that presaged a revolution in civil engineering and architectural design. And, after it opened to the public on May 15, 1889, it ultimately vindicated itself aesthetically.


    1. Watcher:
      Thank you. I still scored the same, because I knew the Eiffel Tower was 1880s. I did not check what the newspaper answers were. The ones I got right, I knew were right. There were a couple that I might also have got right, but which I counted as misses. So I still got only 5/10 (but possibly 6/10). Too busy to check all today.


    2. It certainly did. La Tour Eiffel is an icon not just of Paris but of France as a whole. I haven’t visited France much but I have been to Paris and ascended the tower. Before then I hadn’t really been up any really tall structures and to be frank I wasn’t aware of myself having issues with vertigo so boy what a day to discover I DID!😃😄😀😂

      I was petrified and was pretty scared to see the long drop of hundreds of feet in the gap between the top platform and the edge of the lift when I got to the top. Also, I was very hesitant to go near the windows on that floor but I eventually did pluck up enough courage!😂😃😛


      1. M’Lord of Essex, in the late Summer of 1970, when I was (just about) 14, I ascended the first two of the three parts of the Eiffel Tower with my younger brother (aged 12), not by the lift but by racing up one of the staircases in the legs of the structure. What energy the young have! We then went to the top using that smaller lift that goes up the middle of the tower from the second level to the little viewing platform at the summit.


  5. It is strange to think now that when it was proposed and even after it was constructed most Parisians and other Frenchmen and women hated the design and thought it was exceedingly ugly and a real blot on the cityscape of the French capital and they wanted it to be pulled down but now it is considered to be a Parisian, French and even world icon and the primary symbol of Paris. I think it is great aesthetically speaking and particularly so at night when it is lit up.


    1. Yes, m’Lord of Essex: Victor Hugo campaigned against it, thinking that it ruined what was left of old Paris, the Paris that Haussmann had already hugely altered and reshaped.


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