On this day a year ago
I recently blogged about my trip to Porton Down in 1994 or 1995 with the then Ukrainian Ambassador to London, Mr. Komissarenko, a trained biochemist, who later headed a laboratory institute in Ukraine.
Nicola Sturgeon, the fake “nationalist”, and would-be dictator, who pretends to be a sort-of “prime minister” of a sort-of almost-independent country.
They might at least keep their emotional propaganda a little bit plausible…
If only the “virus” propaganda were true, and all those MPs suddenly died from lack of facemask nonsense and “social distancing” nonsense. Fantasy politics?
The U.S. Government has blinked…
Thank God for that.
Certainly no-one is suggesting that the UK declare war on Israel. Oh…wait a minute, though…
Late afternoon music
In a way, though, it is rather funny… this silly woman, and would-be dictator, pretending to be some kind of world leader, when in fact her opinion counts for precisely nothing internationally. She heads what is little more than a glorified multi-county council.
Apparently, some orchestras, including one in Cardiff, are now refusing to play Russian music, even that of Tchaikovsky, who died long before Putin was around, and long before the establishment of Soviet power.
I am, therefore, playing some Tchaikovsky tonight.