On this day a year ago
Latest word is that the persecuted satirist and singer-songwriter has been released from prison on licence.
A trip to London
I now live in a coastal part of southern England. However, for many years, on and off, I lived in London; from 1976, when I was 19, to 1998. Various neighbourhoods in both South London and near-Central London. Lee/Blackheath, East Dulwich, Tulse Hill (briefly), New Cross (briefly), Holland Park/Shepherd’s Bush (briefly). Mostly, though, in Little Venice; https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Venice.
London was always busy, of course, always fairly full of traffic etc, even in 1976. All the same, it was a functioning city that was also mostly English.
I was last regularly in London in 2002, when I was leaseholder of chambers in Gray’s Inn, ironically in part of the same building in Gray’s Inn Square where I was later, in 2016, wrongfully and in fact unlawfully disbarred: see https://ianrobertmillard.org/2017/07/09/the-slide-of-the-english-bar-and-uk-society-continues-and-accelerates/.
At that time, meaning in 2002, I lived for six months just outside London, at Higher Denham, Buckinghamshire, and travelled in daily from Denham Golf Club halt to Marylebone, a swift journey taking 20 minutes or so. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Denham,_Buckinghamshire; https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Denham_Golf_Club_railway_station.
London in 2002 was still recognizably the same city it had been in the 1990s and 1980s, for all the many changes. Now? I think not.
Yesterday, it was necessary for me to travel to and through London. My first visit since I spoke at the London Forum in 2017.
The train journey to Waterloo was all right, bearing in mind that, for the first time in many years, I travelled Standard Class (i.e. Second). £27 one way (a discount ticket, bought online via Trainline). Included my onward journey to Gerrards Cross, Buckinghamshire. Not bad value, anyway.
The train filled up at Southampton, partly with quite a few Chinese. Is that something to do with Boris-idiot’s invitation to the Hong Kong Chinese to settle here? I do not know.
The train was reasonably comfortable, and the cool air-conditioning pleasantly powerful.
Arriving in London, I noticed how the skyline and cityscape has changed even since my last visit, five years ago. More tall residential buildings. I noticed out of the windows the once-prominent but now rather less noticeable bulk of Century House, the one-time SIS/MI6 HQ, now housing expensive apartments.
Exiting the train at Waterloo, I made the fateful mistake of avoiding the Underground for the connection to Marylebone, and opting for a taxi.
What on Earth has happened to London? There were at least two demonstrations impeding the traffic, including one by flag-waving anti-Brexit cretins in Whitehall. Nearby streets were full of literally thousands of Chinese and other tourists. Hundreds of police. Dozens of parked and moving police vehicles. Scruffy-looking uniformed police standing around laughing and joking with each other. Sirens everywhere. Just a dystopian hell.
To make it worse, Edgware Road was also blocked by police for some reason, but my driver managed to get police permission to go another route to the rest of the traffic.
At Marylebone Station, I was in another non-English world. Back in the 1980s, early 1990s, Marylebone was a pleasant, and most of the day seemingly deserted, traditional station. Now, white walls, white flooring, and coffee kiosks selling the stuff at £3 or £4 a pop. Hordes of travellers (most foreign). I heard little English spoken, but just a wave of jabbering in Arabic, various Eastern European tongues, even Hebrew (not that I speak it, but I know how it sounds).
Marylebone Station has become what Houston Stewart Chamberlain said of the Mediterranean, “a chaos of peoples” [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Foundations_of_the_Nineteenth_Century].
The train to Oxford via (inter alia) Gerrards Cross, my first destination, was a small, three-carriage diesel. Rather pleasant, but too full. Not everyone got a seat. Again, most were not British. Not a bad journey though. Little more than 20 minutes and we were there. What a relief after the crazy chaos that is Central London in 2022.
It does the soul good to experience what is left of the beauty of the real English countryside, though. Later in the afternoon, I was driving through the area of Culham (Oxfordshire). Seems too beautiful an area to have a nuclear research station, but there it is.
Reminiscent of the old Quatermass films.
My assessment of Gavin Williamson from three years ago: https://ianrobertmillard.org/2019/05/02/deadhead-mps-an-occasional-series-the-gavin-williamson-story/.
…the result being that persons aged about 100, who were secretaries or sentries aged about 18 in the early 1940s, are being sought out for vindicative persecution and prosecution, so that the (((occupied))) “German” state can say to the Jews and Israel “look—we are still prosecuting Nazis“.
When will the teenage secretaries and sentries of 1944 USA, and the UK, be prosecuted for “facilitating” Hiroshima, or Nagasaki, or the carpet-bombing of Germany? Never. Same goes for those who served Stalin, even those who were in the NKVD.
Late tweets seen
There are too many people in the world, particularly in Asia and Africa. However, “the agenda” of the transnational conspiracy is to kill off Europeans. The Great Reset and The Great Replacement. The Coudenhove-Kalergi Plan.
Never give in to the whining, wheedling, demanding, and hypocritical Jew-Zionist cabals: see https://ianrobertmillard.org/2017/07/13/when-i-was-a-victim-of-a-malicious-zionist-complaint/, and https://ianrobertmillard.org/2022/01/15/diary-blog-15-january-2022-including-an-outline-of-the-failure-of-the-latest-jew-zionist-attempt-to-prosecute-me/.
So many British people homeless, struggling, paying through the nose for housing etc, but the part-Jew/Levantine posing as Prime Minister is giving away billions to the Jew-Zionist regime in Kiev.
America! Rise up and destroy the evil that is within your own borders!