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Talking point

Is that where the works of our own civilization will be in a thousand or a hundred years, or fifty years, or even in five years’ time?
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“I’m not political, just in case anyone cares. I realize that can be unfashionable these days, but I’m too old to believe politics can change anything when such a huge majority of people in my country are so spiritually sick and/or dead inside. Not to mention our sellout/traitor political classes, nearly all of whom are being blackmailed or brainwashed. I generally sympathize more with conservative views culturally, left-libertarian views on the warfare state, and old-school labor-left views economically. But I’m at the point where I feel like whatever time I have remaining on this earth is best spent on other issues.”
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valentin_Tomberg
A very significant spiritual-cultural figure.
An interesting view: https://wayoftheheart.substack.com/p/the-arcanum-of-valentin-tombergs.
Yvette Cooper, an expenses cheat, fraudster, Labour Friends of Israel member, and traitress.
None of the System parties have any intention of “stopping the boats”, let alone stopping the million or more migrant-invaders (every year) coming in as “legal” migrants. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kalergi_Plan.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Camp_of_the_Saints
Equatorial Guinea
Amusing. Something similar once happened on a Caribbean island where I lived, though it all blew up a couple of months before I arrived; I was told about it by a colleague.
Apparently, the defaulter was a pilot, a native of another island. He flew for a regional airline. He crashed his plane on one island or another (I do not recall what I was told, exactly; I think maybe St. Lucia) and he was killed, along with about 30 passengers and crew. Cannabis and cocaine were said to have been found in his body.
After his death, his wife was sorting through his belongings (not where she lived) and found the video tapes (this was about 25 or 26 years ago).
It turned out that the deceased pilot had, er, had literally dozens of prominent women on the island where I later lived. His wife made sure that copies of the tape were sent to several people. Soon, everyone had seen or heard of those tapes.
As my colleague later told me, these were women one met on a daily basis, such as the tall, sunglasses-wearing, woman police sergeant who conducted my driving test (I did not usually drive myself around until I arrived on that island and had no choice).
Other women involved were almost all of those who worked at the small airport on the island (as immigration officials, canteen staff, cleaners etc), the local schoolteachers, wives of the officiants at several of the (many) local churches etc. Apparently, bananas (literal bananas) featured in some of the tapes.
It all caused an enormous upheaval on an island where people tended to know everyone.
Reverting to Equatorial Guinea, I have never been there, and have only met a couple of people who have. Having said that, when I was a mere 18 years of age, in 1975, I had the idea of invading the island. A couple of boys my own age were my co-planners in that mad idea, which of course never went anywhere.
I had a large pilot’s map of the island (bought from Stanford’s in Covent Garden) and the nearby/not nearby bit of Africa where the larger part of the country (the former Spanish colony of Spanish Guinea, independent since 1968) was located. The island of Fernando Po (now, Bioko) was where the capital, Santa Isabel (now, Malabo) was. The island is about 3x the size of the Isle of Wight, and the whole country is slightly larger than Wales.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equatorial_Guinea.
I twice met the (now long-deceased) Conservative MP, Harold Soref, in connection with my doomed plan, once at the Carlton Club and once at the original St. James’ Club in Piccadilly. He was rather dismissive (perhaps unsurprisingly). https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harold_Soref. Maybe he was just keeping an eye open for SIS/MI6.
At that time, oil had not been discovered in Equatorial Guinea (that happened only in 1995), and few people had even heard of the place. I was unaware at the time that novelist Frederick Forsyth had already published, in 1974, the novel The Dogs of War, all about an invasion of Equatorial Guinea (disguised in the book as the republic of Zangaro).
Truth/fiction etc…

Late tweets
Interesting, so soon after the mis-named “Labour landslide” of GE 2024.
“Those who live will see“…
What an absurd “democracy”: most voters totally ignorant about the world generally, many voting on the basis that a candidate is a woman, or a non-white, or for some other silly reason (e.g. because the singer Taylor Swift has endorsed Kamala Harris); and then, of course, there is the over-arching control exercised by Israeli agents and the American Jewish lobby.

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