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The Israeli Jews, and those supporting the Israeli state in countries such as the UK, carry a karmic burden of guilt which, sooner or later, will have to be expiated.

Resign from what, though? So far, Burnham is neither Labour leader nor Prime Minister. He may become both soon, but I doubt that he will last very long or be very (if at all) popular.

That opinion poll translates into a Commons with about 295 Reform UK MPs (over 30 short of a bare majority), 98 Lab (weak official Opposition), 71 Cons, 53 Greens, 52 LibDems, 45 SNP, 12 Plaid [etc].

So a Reform UK minority government, only able to do anything via the votes of the Con MPs. Also, the Cons, Labour, LibDems , Greens, and SNP all having between 40-100 MPs.

A useless Parliament of that sort might help to pave the way for a social-national upsurge, whether electoral or, more likely, otherwise.

[“father was close friend with Nathan Rothschild backed Jewish immigration into England 1922
as Colonial Secretary he pushed Balfour Declaration creating Israel
refused Hitler’s peace offers after France fell 1940
led England to a prolonged, ruinously expensive conflict that accelerated the empire’s collapse
Strakosch (jewish financier) paid his £40k+ gambling debt 1930s
famously said “My heart is full of sympathy for Zionism” in Jerusalem“]

I do not agree 100% with the second tweet above, but do agree maybe 70%. Europe’s path and the consequences of taking that path since 1945 cannot be laid completely or solely at the door of one prominent individual, though Churchill does carry a large measure of guilt.

Starmer-stein may end by getting an Israeli state burial on the Mount of Olives in Jerusalem, like the otherwise unlamented Robert “Maxwell”.

Bickering, and petty power-plays, and egoism/egotism plays, are the natural situation, until the next historic wall of faith arises.

Ha. The wheel of Fate and fortune is turning.

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An abandoned homestead in Ireland

As blogged previously, in the early 20thC Ireland only had 1% tree cover, which has now, over the past few decades, increased to over 11%, perhaps over 12%. The potential, though, is huge.

The old Anglo-Irish, Protestant Ascendancy Irish, owned old castles, or Georgian houses; many still do. On the other hand, as I noticed when I was first in Ireland in the 1970s, the Roman Catholic Irish who are the bulk of the population preferred to live, given the opportunity (i.e. the funds), to build modern bungalows and other —usually quite ugly— houses, often with little in their gardens beyond lawn. Practical, in that climate, though. Roofs that keep out the rain; central heating…

My parents were friendly, long ago, in the late 1970s and 1980s, with a number of Irish people who lived in the counties around Dublin; they were all involved with racing, or other equine activities, in some way. One couple were involved in training horses, and the husband, whose name I forget (thanks to Google help, I recall now) was Tom Taaffe, who rode the Grand National winner, Quare Times, in 1955. I never met him, but did meet his very charming wife in England; that would have been late 1970s, maybe 1977 or 1978. Sometime around then.

I recall visiting, in 1985 or 1986, the home of one family of that circle; my parents were staying there at the time. Punchestown House, near Naas, County Kildare. The family, Doyle by name, were wealthy Roman Catholics involved in all sorts of business. They also owned a stud farm there.

Their home was a very comfortable large modern house, and what interested me was that, right there, a stone’s throw away, stood the ruins of the original house, 18thC but totally taken over by Nature. No roof to speak of, and no window glass. There was even a big tree growing through the remains of the roof area.

I suppose that English people in that position might try either to rescue the old house (if at all feasible), or build a modern copy. Perhaps, anyway.

Triggered by that memory, I just used incredible Google AI to bring back the detail I had forgotten. I see now that that one of that hospitable couple’s sons, Jack Doyle, an Olympic showjumper sponsored by Kerrygold, and whom I met (mid-1980s) in both England and Ireland, is still involved in all such activities— showjumping, stud farm etc.

Google AI is an incredible resource. I just fed in a few details about how my father and I drove to visit a lady (friendly with that Doyle family) and who lived at Baltyboys House, Blessington, County Wicklow, not very far away, a house previously the home of famous ballerina Ninette de Valois. Our hostess filled us up with Irish whiskey in mid-afternoon, and was very hospitable. I knew no more of the background until today, and now only thanks to Google AI.

Turns out that that lady, an Australian, was the wife of famous racing trainer Vincent O’Brien. I had no idea until today. I thought at the time that she was probably a widow. Turns out that Vincent O’Brien lived mainly elsewhere, in another large house, in Tipperary. I also had no idea that, at one time, one of the daughters of the O’Brien couple also lived there, and was married to one of the producers of the James Bond film, Thunderball, someone called McClory, whom I now see led a very adventurous life: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin_McClory.

You live and learn…

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[“I have a regular customer who is very senior within the NHS. She said that racism is massively on the rise, and it seems to be all she deals with now. But, she said, its not racism from white British people as the impression is given in these reports and surveys, its cross-ethnic racism.

There are fractions between different Asian groups that refuse to work with each other, or within African groups that bully each other, or the Asians won’t work with the Africans, or abuse against the East Asians like Phillipino or Vietnamese. And then, of course, the British nurses that get abuse from non white ethnic groups, both patients and staff.

Widespread racism in Sandwell and Birmingham maternity care, review finds – BBC News”]

Multikulti societies rarely if ever work, not for long anyway.

Utter dystopia. Not in 100 years’ time, or 50 years, or 20 years. Now.

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