Until I am convinced otherwise, I remain of the view that there is some secret or semi-secret plan to move the centre of gravity of England from the London area to a belt broadly stretching from Oxford to Cambridge.
I first became interested in this when on the road rather a lot in the years 2002-2007, going to county courts all over the place. I noticed the amount of roadbuilding and road improvement going on in that Oxford-Cambridge belt north of southern England but south of the Midlands.
I later discovered that railway links were also being created or upgraded: see, eg, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Varsity_Line [“There are funded plans for the entire line to be re-established by the “mid 2020s”, partly on a new route and under a new name – East West Rail” —Wikipedia].
There may be a plan, perhaps secret, to create an urbanized belt, or initially a linked series of urbanizations, as a fallback position should London and the southeast suffer damage through war or natural disasters.
Milton Keynes is halfway between Oxford and Cambridge, and has been greatly expanded in recent decades: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milton_Keynes. I can remember when it was little more than a building site; that was in 1977. I hardly recognized it when staying in the city for a couple of days in 2007 (for a case at Milton Keynes County Court, something that did not exist in 1977 or even, as far as I know, 1987; I first visited the Court in 2002).
Guess who/what is the local councillor (with responsibility for planning the “Northstowe” area) is?
“I then became a property developer and investor, buying, selling and building/renovating property in Cambridgeshire and South Lincolnshire. I then moved on to ecommerce, developing our own range of dog skin care products selling on our website and on sites like amazon and ebay.” [Councillor Tumi Hawkins].
Take a look at the comments underneath her biography, comments by local people.
She seems to be unwilling to address the issues raised by local (English) people:
This is what happens in (other) frauds such as Ponzi schemes. Any “investor” who makes a loud-enough noise is paid back, but most either do not ask for the money taken from them to be repaid, or the repayment demands are not loud enough.
“Jack Monroe” usually does this— either ignores questions and criticism, and tweets irrelevant rubbish, or snarls, threatening critics with Jew lawyers or “flying monkeys” (mentally-disturbed fans), or —in extremis— makes up a story of how she is suffering from an attack of a physical or mental illness. Who knows? She may actually half-believe that the illnesses are real; a psychosomatic reaction.
One refund out of (presently) 635 utter mugs on Patreon, who are each sending “Jack Monroe” between £3.50 and £44 every month, and not forgetting the unknown number previously cheated by “Jack Monroe”, and who are now no longer sending her money; at one time there were 800 “patrons” —incredibly— largely because the Jewish TV cook, Nigella Lawson, helped to promote the whole “Bootstrap Cook” image. Nigella Lawson’s commendation of “Jack Monroe” is still on the front cover of the latest (and ludicrous) “Jack Monroe” book, Thrifty Kitchen.
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…and the police; and “Jack Monroe” as well…
A face of evil.
Jewish-lobby slush funds (again).
That tweet refers, of course, to Kurdish carpetbagger Nadhim Zahawi.
Yvette Cooper, Wes Streeting, Lisa Nandy, Angela Rayner…no wonder they take orders from the Jewish-lobby, aka Israel-lobby. They “need” the money from those slush funds to fuel their lifestyles (the lifestyles they keep hidden from the public gaze)…
Overall comment on recent political events and on the new Government
For me, one of the major aspects, looking at both the Liz Truss and Rishi Sunak Cabinets is the sheer mediocrity, at best, of the Cabinet ministers appointed by both Truss and Sunak (several appointed by the former have now been reappointed to various offices by the latter).
Here we have a country of 60-70 million inhabitants, a country with a long and distinguished history, and which has produced more for the world, arguably, than most if not all others [including, among hundreds of examples, the Industrial Revolution, trains, hovercraft, jet aircraft, radar, modern sanitation etc], and the best our political system can throw up (so to speak) is this pack of idiots? In the old Private Eye caricature of the newspaper editor Bill Deedes [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bill_Deedes], “shome mishtake, shurely?“.
Brexit was badly mishandled. How to save it? First thing is to stop arms, ammunition, and money going from the pockets of British taxpayers to the dictatorial regime of the Jew Zelensky in Kiev.
Second necessary thing is for Britain to withdraw trade sanctions against Russia, restore full trade links and, also very important, cultural links. This will benefit Britain hugely, especially now that the EU, USA, and other states have pledged to intensify trade sanctions. An open field for British commerce, with little competition.
Third thing would be to distance the UK from NATO.
In return, I have no doubt that Russia would supply gas at cost, or even below cost, to the UK; a direct pipeline could be constructed. Britain would thereby stave off both energy shortages and high prices.
The above would not, of itself, solve the problems in dealing with the EU single market, but would mitigate them.
I have discussed previously on the blog that “Jimmy Carr Destroys Art” show, created by Jews at Channel 4, and featuring grinning little monkey and tax evader/avoider Jimmy Carr. Don’t want to waste any time on the bastard today.
Incidentally, though, perhaps I should add that I despise the concept and actuality of Jimmy Carr Destroys Art for wider reasons than simply because one of the works of art destroyed was by Adolf Hitler.
I would not, for example, want to destroy Jewish art, such as the works of Chagall, or even the degenerate contemporary “art” of moneygrubbing “artists” such as Damien Hirst and Tracey Emin, who are not Jewish themselves, but their work heavily promoted by the wealthy and well-connected Jew, Charles Saatchi: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Saatchi.
Actually, the German Reich did not, as a rule, destroy what it considered “degenerate” and/or Jewish art; it actually held exhibitions of it, as educative for the people.
Exactly. The Jews at Channel 4 who are behind Jimmy Carr Destroys Art, and the “woke”/”antifa”/Jews/etc who watch it and like it, just want to go “ha ha! That’s one relic of ‘Nazism’ gone!“. It panders to a love of destructiveness, especially on the part of the Jew-Zionist element.
Even those who, like me, commend the basic principle behind National Socialism, would not (I certainly would not) say that Hitler’s youthful paintings are “great art”. They are mostly no more than competent. There is no argument for destroying them, however.
As for Eric Gill, a perverse person, but his art is interesting and also significant for its role in its time period. You could say much the same of many great artists of the recent and further past.
In the end, there will be only one way to eliminate the evil “woke”/”antifa” etc from society.
I applaud mercy on the part of sentencing judges, in principle, but not when justice itself is cast aside.
Look at that non-sentence, very typical of today.
It sometimes “seems” that, unless the case is one of murder or terrorism, or tweeting/blogging a few criticisms of the Jewish influence in the UK (eg in the cases of Alison Chabloz or Jez Turner), it is all but impossible to get imprisoned in the UK, no matter what you do to other people.
When I was living intermittently in New Jersey in the early 1990s, I was invited to lunch by American friends of someone I knew at the Bar in London. The three Americans were all partners of a small law firm specializing in shipping and insurance.
When I arrived at their office in downtown Manhattan, near Wall Street, a small group was just leaving, including a bearded Jew wearing a skullcap.
The American lawyers explained that that group had been there in connection with a matter involving insurance, in which matter the people I was visiting were on the other side. The bearded one was said to be a rabbi, who owned commercial property in Brooklyn. I was surprised. I was unaware that Jew rabbis were allowed to own, or did own, business enterprises.
My American hosts laughed and told me that the rabbi was suspected of having had the building in question torched for the insurance. “We call it Jewish lightning!“, they explained.
My religious education was enriched further by another encounter at that office: I met another lawyer who came in and had a cross on his forehead, marked out in ash. I asked what that was, and was told that it was to do with Lent in the Eastern Orthodox church, the lawyer concerned being a Lebanese Christian [https://www.nationalgeographic.com/history/article/meaning-cross-ashes-ash-wednesday]. New York City, the melting pot…
I had never seen that (the marking of the forehead), nor even heard of it, previously.
A memorable day also for the interesting lunch that followed, held at an old New York club (I think not now in existence, though), called the New York Drug and Chemical Club, and founded by the leaders of those industries a century or more before, but now situate 50 or more floors up in a skyscraper. Interesting to eat clams and drink Bloody Mary cocktails as the odd helicopter slid by the window (silently), en route to the East River Heliport. A New York experience not had by most visitors to the city.
A year or two later, I hosted the same Americans when they came to London on business. We went to the unique (and now also closed down) Luba’s Bistro at Yeoman’s Row, Knightsbridge, one of my regular haunts back then.
Bring your own wine, beer, or vodka, and enjoy their unchanging 1950s menu, an eclectic mix of Russian, Polish, Ukrainian, Georgian, and a bit of French, all consumed in a crowded restaurant where you would be seated near (and I do mean near) the next table of diners, who might be anything from a Church of England canon (accompanied by young blonde wife) who was “an honorary archimandrite of the Eastern Orthodox Church” (overheard by my then girlfriend), to Soviet types who might or might not have been spies of some sort.
Happy days (I suppose).
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Of all the ways governments have wasted money in the past, the “panicdemic” nonsense, and particularly the “Test and Trace” nonsense was the most egregious; almost unbelievable.
As previously blogged, if the Triple Lock is abandoned, then the 60+ age group population of voters will probably abandon the Conservative Party en bloc.
Unbelievably, Gavin Williamson, one of the most stupid MPs of the lot, is back in government, this time as “Minister without Portfolio”. I think that he is a freemason, perhaps of some rank. Nothing else explains why he is even an MP.
A reminder that “Labour” has become as much of a bad joke as the fake “Conservatives”.
As to Eddie Izzard, that creature apparently intends to seek selection as a candidate at the next general election, perhaps for a seat in Sheffield. His prominence as entertainer will probably ensure an easy victory.
If someone, not even from the 1960s or 1970s, but as recently as the 1990s, were suddenly to land in the Britain of 2022, he or she (not “he/she” or “they“) would find much of this country pretty mad, as well as very much in decline in most ways.
The National Trust, like the RNLI and most big charities and institutions, is now riddled with traitors of all sorts in high positions.
Mark Twain had it first and best: “there are lies, damned lies, and statistics“…
Someone can be “competent” to “run the economy”, and increase GDP etc, but if the benefits of that strong economy go almost entirely to the richest 20%, 10%, 5%, 1% (and in the UK it is mainly the 1%), then who can blame the other (as it might be) 99% of the population for saying “screw it! I don’t care!“(?).
I am reminded of the middle-aged man before the Brexit Referendum who was asked by a reporter whether he would change his Leave stance if he were convinced that Brexit would damage the economy. His answer? “I don’t really care…it’s only me and the dog“…
“Nearly” a failed state?! Absolutely a failed state. It has been for most if not all of its 31-year history.
“Ms Rimington would secretly report him to the Government’s anti-terrorism programme, Prevent, after he delivered a sermon that, he says, moderately and carefully presented the Christian viewpoint on identity questions.
‘I was terrified when I found out,’ recalls Dr Randall. ‘I had visions of being investigated by MI5, of men coming to my house at dawn and knocking down the front door. What was I supposed to tell my family? It was crazy.” [Daily Mail]
“Despite previous assurances, he says that he was told that he had not been included in discussions ‘because he might disagree with [the propaganda line pursued] ’.” [Daily Mail]
The UK, a country in which, in recent years, a barrister (me) can be disbarred for tweeting five completely true and accurate tweets about society generally (see https://ianrobertmillard.org/2017/07/09/the-slide-of-the-english-bar-and-uk-society-continues-and-accelerates/); a country in which an ex-soldier with an exemplary record in Afghanistan and elsewhere (Jeremy ‘Jez’ Bedford-Turner) can be imprisoned because he had the temerity to suggest that Jews be expelled from the UK in a humorous speech; a country in which a professional singer and entertainer (Alison Chabloz) can lose her job because a few malicious Jews targeted her employer, and later find herself actually imprisoned for posting a satirical song or two on the Internet!
You can see the way the UK is going. It is not going that way by accident…
If the world suffers great calamities soon, it may be necessary to institute a “revaluation of all values” in rebuilding it.
The old institutions have become corrupted empty shells which are filling with Evil. They may have to be eliminated.
Please refer to my last comment, above…
Note Hitchens’ timescale. 1989…the last pivotal year; the previous one was 1956, the one before that, 1923. The next pivotal year will be 2022, and the international conspiracy/consensus is trying to seize it, and with it the agenda for the 33 years starting then. Inter alia, the “Great Reset”, and with it, “the Great Replacement” of people in Europe and elsewhere.
These people should be on our side!
There is no point in refighting the war of 1939-45 (on the Eastern Front, mainly 1941-45). The Reich has passed into history, but so has the Soviet Union, and indeed Sovietism itself. We are where we are. Let’s build a new world together!
…and about 95% of students at Oxford and Cambridge now get either “Firsts” or “2:1” degrees. A First was once a coveted rarity. Now? Bog-standard, really. The holders of such degrees may consider themselves highly-educated, but most are not.
Yes, but where were Toby Young, Delingpole, all the “free speech” advocates, when my rights were trashed and I was disbarred for having tweeted five completely true and accurate tweets about Jews, Michael Gove, Sarkozy, David Cameron-Levita etc?
Where were they (and the Daily Mail) then?
Where were they when Alison Chabloz was persecuted and prosecuted for having posted online her satirical songs mocking the “holocaust” hoaxes and fraudsters?
Where were they when Jez Turner of the London Forum was actually imprisoned for having made a humorous speech suggesting that the Jews be expelled from England (again)?
For those hypocrites, “free speech” means “free speech unless you offend the Jews”…
The “Great Reset”…
What’s really going on here?
The Jews, historically, usually attack the host countries in two ways: first, by infiltrating the “upper classes” or rulership elements of the host countries; secondly, by inciting revolt among the lower classes of those host countries.
The pattern is seen in the UK. Wealthy Jews and part-Jews send their children to the most expensive schools, such as Eton, Harrow, St. Paul’s etc, not primarily for the education, but for the social and financial (and political) connections. Then on to Oxford or Cambridge. Examples? David Cameron-Levita, George Osborne, Alexander “Boris” Johnson.
Colonization . In fact, even what passes for “aristocracy” in the UK (mostly traceable only to the 20th or 19th centuries anyway) is thoroughly infiltrated as well. Even the Royal Family is contaminated.
The other side of the coin is the Jewish fomenting of rebellion and revolution, as seen in Marx (Jew), and then Lenin (part-Jew), Trotsky (aka L.D. Bronstein, a Jew), “Kamenev”, “Bukharin”, “Lunacharsky”, and the rest of the leading Bolsheviks and other Marxists.
For this latter aspect of their activity, the revolutionaries need what Lenin called “useful idiots“. Today, that might include “anti-racists”, “antifascists”, “Black Lives Matter” foot-soldiers, “refugees welcome” dimwits , “Extinction Rebellion”/Greta Nut fans and so on. All run by Jewish individuals or groups. “Hope not Hate” and “United Against Fascism” [UAF] as well.
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All very true. One might not much like or respect someone such as the part-Jew Zac Goldsmith (not that I have ever met him in person, and I believe that he has genuine environmental interests) [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zac_Goldsmith#Early_life], but it cannot be credibly said that he is in politics for the salary, perks and expenses! His inherited hundreds of millions make that not even a question.
There are now 8 billion human or humanoid people on the Earth, twice as many even as compared to 1970. If that 8 billion were to be reduced to 800 million or even 80 million, it would not matter, and for the Earth as “Gaia” would be a lifesaver, so long as all or almost all of the 800 or 80 million left were of basically Northern European descent.
..2 In light of this mayor Khan's latest initiative? The commission for diversity in the public realm. A group of anti-British activists who seek to erase British heritage & culture. London is the capital of England & should be a beacon which reflects that reflects our heritage.
Well, there it is. The emergent (if incompetent) UK police state in action, with even a presently-incumbent elected politician being interfered with by uniformed police as he quietly delivers leaflets in his own constituency re. an upcoming election…You could scarcely have a more blatant example of what is developing in this country.
You only have to look at how the Jews on UK Twitter support any Jewish actor, actress, scribbler, politician etc. They have an ethnocentrism and tribalism which we, the Europeans, simply no longer possess, if we ever did in that sense.
We are not “strangers in a strange land” (though the UK is starting to look and feel that way). This is our land.
I think that I would stack up my reading, travelling etc against 99% of people, and against probably 100% of the “antifascist” idiot mob, and the result is, in part, this blog.
This is another vignette from my time at the Bar, specifically from my first six months (of a year, split up into two segments, in 1992 and 1993, with six months sojourn in New Jersey and New York in between) as a Bar pupil, which is a trainee barrister. I have, in a previous blog post, introduced the slightly comical figure of “the pupilmaster”, the anxious little Mauritian Indian barrister who was supposedly supervising me (we were the same age, 35). This account tells the tale of our day out in the university town of Cambridge.
Town and Gown
I had been to Cambridge a couple of times before. The first time was when I was about 25, with my then girlfriend. She was 32, a graduate of Cambridge University, and had contemporaries who were establishing themselves in academia and elsewhere. We stayed for a day or so with a couple who still lived in Cambridge; one of that couple was having his PhD thesis published as a book, and worked at the famous Scott Polar Research Institute.
My second visit to Cambridge, a decade later, was again University-connected, this time invited, by a friend at the Bar doing a Master’s degree, to Queen’s College, to the annual dinner of something called the E Society, a society which existed only to give its annual dinner; a club reminiscent of that written about by G.K. Chesterton in The Queer Feet [http://www.eastoftheweb.com/short-stories/UBooks/QueeStep920.shtml].
That dinner took place in the richly-panelled rooms of the Dean of the College, a pleasant though cunning-seeming host and fellow (or should that be Fellow?), who later became briefly famous in the tabloid Press for two things: firstly, fulminating against “guests” of undergraduates (i.e. girlfriends/boyfriends) staying overnight in College; secondly, having a young woman actually living with him! (I believe that, by tradition, his office was reserved for bachelors living alone). The dinner was for about a dozen and was black-tie.
I also remember the dinner for other reasons: the Wagnerian-themed menu (“Valkyries on Horseback” etc); also the administrative slip when my “vegetarian request” (put in by the person who had invited me) turned out to have been lost in action. I was then ceremoniously served by the butler with a couple of poached eggs on toast! OK for me, but a hard-core veggie or vegan would have had a fit. I also recall the shock with which a fellow guest received my account of a TV programme I had seen about Filipino “psychic surgeons”. Turned out that he was the Something-or-Other Professor of Cardiac Surgery (and was unamused)!
Cambridge Crown Court
I saw Cambridge Crown Court on TV news recently. A horrible building which might be described as “public loo meets nuclear bunker” (with a nod to the Guggenheim in New York, in my opinion Frank Lloyd Wright’s least-successful conception).
However, in 1992 Cambridge Crown Court was still held in the ancient-seeming Guildhall (in fact built only in 1939).
It soon became clear that Cambridge was a little behind London in attitude. In London, when someone on bail “surrendered to custody” on day of trial, the “surrender” was nominal: he checked in with the Usher and his name was ticked off a list. In Cambridge, the defendant checked in and, despite having been on bail for months, was shoved into a cell! So it was that pupilmaster and I, having robed, found ourselves witness to an argument between two court guards and our defendant, who had arrived not long beforehand and had been roughly pushed into a cell with an injunction to “get your arse in there”… Having pacified the ongoing argument, we settled down (well, stood there– no furniture) to hear the defendant’s story already read in the brief.
According to the defendant (who was of “gypsy”, i.e. Irish tinker or, in today’s politically-correct terminology, “traveller” origin), he had been invited to travel with his friend (co-defendant) to Cambridge, far from their homes in Shepherd’s Bush, West London, in order to see a used car which the friend wanted to buy. While walking in the centre of Cambridge, he encountered a person described by him as “a hippy”, who had offered him a cigarette. Well, that cigarette “must have been drugs”, said the defendant, because when he regained consciousness he was in the back of a car which was being chased by a police car. He had been unable to understand why the police car, blue lights flashing and sirens sounding, was trying to chase the car in which he was now a passenger. The chase ended and, despite his having tried to explain himself, he had been arrested. Unlikely that he had ever read Kafka’s The Trial, but his surprise echoed that of Josef K.
The police account, which formed the case for the prosecution, was different. In their view, a car had been stolen by the co-defendant and defendant, had been sighted and chased and our defendant had exited the car on a bend and rolled under a parked car. His attempt to hide had been brought to a swift conclusion by a police dog.
This depressing and hopeless case might have caused pupilmaster to think a little unclearly. Never very punctual [see https://ianrmillard.wordpress.com/2018/06/19/home-and-away-or-neighbours/], pupilmaster was in danger of yet again irritating a judge by appearing late in Court (a massive discourtesy if the judge has already taken his seat). He poo-poohed my warning about this, saying, “Don’t worry– I know a short-cut into this court; it’s up those stairs. I’ve been here before”, indicating a dark stairway not far away. The defendant was bid au revoir for the moment, and we ascended the stairs.
In the words of Victorian novels, “imagine my surprise” when, instead of emerging outside the courtroom, we found ourselves in the dock! Worse, the judge was seated, looking livid, and the court was packed to such an extent that it reminded me of the famous courtroom scene in the old black and white film of A Tale of Two Cities. This was not good. Pupilmaster hissed at me to find the (hidden) catch so that we could exit the dock and take our proper place. After some fumbling, this was done. The judge, quite the Judge Jeffreys type, had turned that odd red-purple colour which might be called Judicial Livid, and which I myself may have triggered a couple of times in succeeding years. Not good.
The barrister for the co-defendant was there and all we now awaited was the putting-up of the defendants. It was at this point that it turned out that the co-defendant had exercized his non-existent right not to turn up for his trial. As a result, the trial collapsed, the defendant was bailed again and a warrant was issued for the arrest of the co-defendant.
So it was that another day in the pursuit of Justice ended.