I recall when I returned to the UK from the USA in the early 1990s and was trying to launch myself as a practising barrister out of rather rackety chambers in London. Through a series of odd events involving people from the former Yugoslavia, I had met a lady who lived in Hampstead Garden Suburb. Though not Jewish, she knew a number of wealthy Jews in Hampstead and elsewhere. She had been a high-flying model many years before, and had been on the cover of magazines such as Vogue. She had lived in Switzerland and in Montreal, and her style might be called “cosmopolitan wealthy”— a big Mercedes, furs, jewels etc.
We became involved, and she wanted to help me get work (legal cases) via wealthy solicitors that she knew. She told me post factum about one with whom she lunched, and to whom she had recommended my abilities. A Jew, his first question in reply had been to say, “is he Jewish?” Obviously, my girlfriend replied in the negative. Needless to say, no briefs came my way from that one.
Well, there it is.
“Diversity is a strength“…oh, no…wait…
Sad, and slightly infuriating, though tweeter “@JasonPedlow” is wrong in saying that the said pensioner could “obviously” get Personal Independence Payment [PIP]. In fact, the very opposite is true— he obviously could not, because he is, on the facts as given, a pensioner, and a claimant has to be under State Pension Age to apply for PIP: see https://www.gov.uk/pip/eligibility. He could, however, apply for Attendance Allowance, worth rather less than PIP but still worth having: see https://www.gov.uk/attendance-allowance/eligibility.
Said pensioner would also be entitled to Pension Guarantee Credit: see https://www.gov.uk/pension-credit/eligibility. That would also confer, in principle, further benefits: maybe housing benefit, if he rents where he lives; also various one-off government payments.
Having said all that, it sounds like the said pensioner is a bit of a dimwit, worrying about what non-existent or unimportant people might think about him collecting various benefits, or worrying about some absurd “principle” invented in his own head. At a time when the Government has thrown away billions, hundreds of billions, on the “panicdemic”, on “Ukraine” (the Zelensky regime), on the importation of millions of blacks and browns and others etc.
Some people actually wilfully deprive themselves, and often pointlessly.
Yes. The poorer Ukrainians are stuck, either in the war zone or in the collapsed society and economy brought about by the Zelensky regime.
Most of those in the UK now are just ripping off whatever they can.
Jewish-lobby puppet Starmer is basically a System drone, so of course he opposes proportional representation. Also, it looks possible that Labour will achieve a majority in 2023 or 2024. Short-term thinking, of course.
As for the graphic re. public ownership, it is clear to me that what real British people want, if only unconsciously, is social nationalism.
Late tweets seen
In fact, tweeter “Spriter” has got it wrong this time.
In international law, the once-accepted theory of “extraterritoriality”, i.e. that the territory of an embassy consists of the territory of the sending state (the state to which that embassy belongs) has not been accepted for many decades. The currently-accepted theory is that an embassy (building with grounds) is on the territory of the accepting state, but that privileges and immunities attach to both the embassy site and (in varying degrees) to its diplomatic, administrative, and technical/logistical staff.
“Those who live will see“…
See also: https://ianrobertmillard.org/2019/02/04/white-flight-in-a-small-country/.
The England of 1966 (the last year before my family moved to Australia when I was 10) may not have been a Garden of Eden, but it had something the England of 2023 does not have; it also did not have quite a lot that our present society does have— and which is so hateful.
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That cartoon with Uncle Sam leading his obedient European sheep is brilliant!
Regarding your experience with (((them))) looking for a job, I had a similar experience. When in Australia I answered an ad asking for a salesman. Unbeknown to me at that time, it was in a suburb of Sydney called Bondi which is full of Jews (as all the so-called Eastern suburbs).
The first question the young man in charge of the shop asked me was: “Are you Jewish?”, he was obviously disappointed by my answer, asked me a few more questions and told me “We will call you”. I am still waiting… 😆 😆 😆
You dodged a bullet…
Actually, when I said that my then girlfriend was hoping to get me “work”, it was not to get me a job, as such, but legal cases (you know that, in England, barristers get most of their cases via solicitors, but remain self-employed).
Yes, I supposed so. My mum (bless her!) used to tell me. “You love reading and have such a wonderful memory, why don’t you become a lawyer?” Many times, when I remember that, I felt like banging my head against a wall…
There are many kinds of lawyer, and many kinds of Fate.
Here is something that will surprise you. Is a list of the largest palaces in the world. I was amazed when I found out that Versailles occupies the 20th place!
Yes; when you see Versailles, it makes an indelible impression.
I think that perspective matters. Sometimes those places look bigger from the air than they do from the ground. I have seen (or been in) a number of those on the list, but some seem less imposing when approached on the ground, from some angles, because you are only seeing part.
Some look smaller from the front than from the back. Buckingham Palace looks bigger from the rear. I once belonged to a Foreign Office-funded cultural organization which overlooked the (walled) gardens and rear of Buckingham Palace, two floors above ground level. Interesting view.
Look at this: Laeken Palace, Belgium. Not even on that list, yet enormous.
Thank you very much! I love to look at beautiful buildings, particularly palaces. Sometimes the interiors are over the top, I mean too gaudy, as the state rooms in Versailles designed for Louis XIV or the awfully garish rooms at Linderhof, built for Ludwig II.