Derek and Clive search in vain for the wonderful world of abortion.

"Don't worry, Miss Clueless. We'll take care of everything. It's a brave new world. Would you like a carry bag? They're made of cotton so that they're good for the environment. Yes, we should all care about vegetation. Anything bloodless, without a soul and made mostly of fibre and water is so precious. It makes me so mad when I see a plant needlessly cut down, murdered really". Photo source: Anti-Abortion Signs.




“Ferē libenter homines id quod volunt credunt. Nearly always people believe willingly that which they wish”. Caesar.

Clive: Derek, do you know that according to the apparently dominant opinion via our wonderful MSM and even government literature, abortion is apparently a wonderful thing?

Derek: Is it?

Clive: No Derek, it’s actually a fucking nightmare. I searched for the wonder of it I did, but my search was all in vain.

“And I followed her to the station, with her suitcase in my hand,
And I followed her to the station, with her suitcase in my hand.
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when all your love's in vain,
All my loves in vain”. Robert Johnson. Love in Vain.

Derek: As the old joke goes, the only people who are completely pro-abortion have already been born. To quote P.J O’Rourke, “there’s too many of you, just enough of me”. They’re all arseholes!

Clive: Quite, though not always.

Derek: Life is rather difficult innit, Clive?

Clive: Life is impossible, Derek. Especially for some. Personally, I’m not totally anti-abortion. When completely illegal, it’s invariably a disaster, Derek. Sometimes it is needed though mostly it isn’t, especially where most abortions are done: in the affluent West. I feel that one must seek a better class of impregnator and impregnatee as the case may be.

Yay verily, I am not of the total banning mind so to speak, but neither am I of the cheerful advocating one. The problem is when it’s made out to be well, Jim Dandy, Derek.

“Oh God! I think I’m pregnant!” says some poor woman. “You can always have a Jim Dandy!” is perhaps the wrong answer.

What I am against per se, is the pervasiveness of it and making out its kind of normal, an almost brave and worthy act. As if it’s convenient and not really so awful when seen in the right light, like an execution with tasteful downlighting. Whatever way it's viewed, abortion is a rotten thing for a woman. I can't imagine many men going for one themselves somehow...Many men would be horrified to have their cars cylinders treated that way.

What I don’t like Derek, is ignoring and lying about the hideous truth. Hideous it is as are the harsh facts of the freakish barbaric procedures, and the millions and millions and millions of them done every year. It’s a charnel house horror show that never ends, Derek. Many women are being conned. If we decided based on all the facts, the number of abortions would drop enormously. Though I must admit I’ve never had an abortion myself. I never had the Latin.

“Salus populī suprema est lex. The welfare of the people is the supreme law”. Cicero.

Derek: They didn’t hesitate to fill me in on all the disturbing details of my rectal exam! “We’re going to insert this into your arse and then we’ll open it up like a fucking aircraft hangar and have a look around!”

Clive: You must show me the photos over dinner. Alright, they say that it’s not really a person. Fuck off! Alright, give it to me and we’ll go play fucking billiards with it then. Do you know they lie and cover up the empirical facts of it to young women because among other things, according to our Left Socialist betters, Christian morality is so apparently bad and unworthy?

Show the average female a few happy snaps of your standard baby slaughter mess and they run way in revolted horror, and don’t ever get a fucking abortion. “Oh come on. It’s progressive! Like group think!” they shout to no avail. And what do you get for your abortion? Fuck all laughs, Derek.

Derek: Fuck all you’ll be looking back on in a photo album when you’re old and alone sucking vitamised shit through a straw while daytime telly drones on and fucking on, and no one comes to visit because the only person you’ve had anything in common with for over five decades, is a man who stepped on a mine and left his knackers in a palm tree and a lesbian piano teacher with a tattoo that says “Fuck Bush!” and even when she did, it never achieved anything that lasted past the rinse cycle.

Clive: The majority of women in the affluent West do not generally loath having the baby they decided to, except for my dear Mother. My Mother always wanted her own Rhesus monkey. “Oh why can’t you swing from tree to tree and live on fruit, Clive?” she would say.

Derek: Gotta love your simians! Who isn’t attracted to middle aged women who’ve had their insides scraped out like a melon about half a dozen times?

Clive: Certainly not me, Derek. And what woman wouldn’t adore a going nowhere relationship over ten pointless repetitive years? It certainly burns up those pesky fertile years as it slowly all grinds to a self-indulgent halt. Think of how many decades of Sunday afternoon art gallery perusing you’ve got to look forward to. And why would a healthy man stay with a woman who finds having babies such a politically unfashionable horror, that she prefers scraping them out of herself and often for no good reason?

Women are more likely to regret the children they never had and never can, or an abortion and the peculiar and problematic aftermath. It puts a damper on the whole evening. Ah, we are all flawed humanity, Derek, though one does try not to wallow entirely.

“Homo sum; humanī nil ā mē alienum putō. Nothing human is foreign to me”. Terence.

It is a conundrum when you do not want anymore children once or before you have a full platoon of brats, and oddly this is part of why I’m still not of the banning kind, but of the caveat school so to speak. No strangling of infants that can look you in the eye and scream for mercy is my motto.

“Integer vitae, scelerisque purus. Blameless in life, and free of sins”. Horace.

“When the train rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye,
When the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye.
Well, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry.
All my love's in vain”. Robert Johnson. Love in Vain.

Derek: It’s funny, innit? But if I went up to some pregnant woman in a park and pulled her 24 week old foetus half way out of her cunt, and then started to stab the squeaker to death, the local by laws officer would say “Ere you two, go get yourself a room at an abortion clinic!”

Clive: That’s because we’ve had decades of the death cult of abortion elevated from not just a sometimes needed darkness of last resort, but to that wonderful thing, an icon of progressives. Life is naturally messy and often becomes more so the more we try to er, sedate ourselves.

You know in the Soviet Union and Eastern Block states, progressive meant the extermination of people too. They were progressing ever onward toward totalitarian perfection via mass murder, lies, spite and nihilism. Thus the Left are eerily correct to go by the dud moniker of progressive.

Like the great Czech President, Vaclav Klaus, anyone who has lived under progressive Communism which also ironically loved abortion and hated Christianity, knows that progressives are largely frauds and in the logical end, killers of the individual soul.

It’s no longer really a right to choose per se, if there is blatant manipulation, indoctrination and a corrupting bias toward a single outcome. Especially if it involves the tearing to pieces of a tiny human body.

Derek: It’s interesting how envirofreaks often despise people and their freedom to choose, Clive. It’s not much fucking choice if some fucker narrows it all down to their idea of what choice means.

Clive: Yes, Derek. But that’s your progressive for you. We’re progressing toward a diversity of their opinion and not yours or mine, because for the earnest Left advocates of diversity of opinion, our opinions are unfortunately too diverse. And Planned Parenthood love black people so much that they make unusual efforts above and beyond the call of duty in convincing them to kill their unborn children, thus making less of the very black people that the Left Liberal protesteth that they love so much.

Sadly as with Obama, this love often manifests itself at the zenith often only in a neurotic state of, and rather ironically for the largely irreligious, a religious-like delerium. For a progressive, it's up on a pedestle, or down to the abortion clinic for their pet cipher of choice: the perceived minority group.

Derek: Bloody complicated, your progs, Clive!

Clive: Yes Derek, and they want you to be ironically rather crude in your mindset. Sometimes its hard to know what today’s slogan is, thus the great tradition of progressive firing squads.

Derek: Not much of a progress if more and more babies are being knocked off because they can be, being rather small an’ all.

Clive: Yes. 75% of Russian pregnancies end in abortion while the Russian birth rate collapses so drastically that they lose about 500,000 citizens a year that are never seen again, because they are simply not replaced. Most of the free West is below replacement level or at freefall.

As Mark Steyn said, filling such a numbers void via immigration is an inherent structural weakness. It's doomed to end in our own social and cultural collapse. Only America, Australia and a few other Democratic and Capitalist spots on the map have healthy domestic population growth. The highest birth rates happen in the less pleasant parts of the globe, ironically where human life is often valued little, like a vast abortion dish.

I imagine if babies were the same size as say the average pro-abortion lobbyist, things would be different. I imagine if babies gestated in the form of a building labourer or a Hells Angel, abortions would drop off considerably. “Stop trying to tear my head off or I’ll kick your fucking teeth in!” they’d say.

Or imagine if all babies were Charlton Heston, Derek. “Get your stinking paws off me, you damn dirty abortionist!”

Many people don’t want to face the profoundly ugly truth that Left and Green ideology on virtually every subject, is essentially inhuman control freakery. They seem incapable of coming down on the ethically human side of any er, conundrum. When shades of grey are required, they are often mistakenly black and white and when clarity is needed, they are usually greyer than old underwear.

Derek: [On piano.] They are old underwear! Soylent Green is inhuman! What I say?! What are you afraid of Dr Zaius?! Dr Zauis, Dr Zauis!

“When the train, it left the station, there was two lights on behind,
When the train, it left the station, there was two lights on behind,
Well, the blue light was my baby, and the red light was my mind.
All my love's in vain.

Uumh, Willie Mae, Uumh, Willie Mae.
Uumh uumh, all my love's in vain”. Robert Johnson. Love in Vain.

One way conversations with the vampire of Islam.

Mohammad the pedophile and rapist, the Jew loathing and Christian hating mass murdering loon, and the founder of the worlds first vampiric night crawler doctrine known as Islam, hallucinating in a cave as Christopher Hitchens rightly called it, "the filth of Islam".

It's a little known fact that there was a minor cave-in at one point, eliciting from Moe the phrase "I'm a teapot! I'm a teapot!" This was sadly never used in the final draught of the Muslim holy book. Instead, "strike off the head of the Infidel/Jew/Glee Club Organiser wherever you may find them etc", was substituted. Ah, that wacky desert sense of humour, no?




Islam can only continue to exist through relentless and hourly violence. Without violence, Islam would fade to little or nothing. Without Islam being the compulsory and only religion in Islamic states, it would be as dead as its own death cult heart.

Like the monstrous real world succubus it always has been, Islam lives on like Communism, through mass murder, lies, coercion, oppression, force, corruption and intimidation. Islam must have continuous human blood and sustains itself with massive and fraudulent blame shifting. Islam itself creates nothing but the dysfunction of stunted irrational minds and warped souls, supported by rampant institutionalised stupidity and a mediocrity in all things and calls this superior.

The passive aggressive blowhard and auto denial is apparently the prominent discourse, chum. Islam is the leading purveyor of the profound sorrow and nihilism of worldwide terror. Around 95% of all global violence is due to Muslims and their peculiar and mere idea of Islam.

Sure, there’s a negative side too. Without the MSM and other Left enablers of our own cultural atomisation, Islam, a totalitarian doctrine of permanent warfare against the unbeliever and other Muslims who do not believe enough, would have remained in the evil abyss it sprung from. Islam relies on the cowardice, confusion, self-abasement and wilful ignorance of its prey.

That prey is anything and anyone free, happy, successful and thus not Islamic. Oh yes, Islamist geeks also heartily target millions of other Muslims to an enormous warped and indoctrinating degree. Always have. The greatest oppressors and killers of Muslims in the world today, are other Muslims.

Maybe it’s just me, but after two years, I’ve not come across a single practicing Muslim outside of the apostate ex-Muslim, who is not either at best apparently clueless regards their own er, faith or just lying to me or themselves. They can range from the seemingly affable if, as Basil Fawlty said, “you don’t mention the war”.

Muslims can be a crude or smooth phony, the ever popular rabid homicidal maniac, or oddly lacking in some cognitive and strange way. Any conversation either stays at the level of avoiding the vast range of verboten topics, and they are vasty, or if one talks about the joy of Islam, the ah dialogue, soon grinds to a halt as it invariably collapses into the illogic of those prone to a stonewall of false statement and argument, and an amazing predeliction for the old barrage of nutso tangents.

You want irrational nonsense, paranoid and massively absurd conspiracy jags as taken for granted cultural baggage? Try Islam folks. Nothing is ever stupid enough to reject if it “proves” to an idiot barely clinging to reality, that the Jews, the West and America etc, are the problem. Never jolly old Islam. You know it’s our fault for “misunderstanding” all those beheadings and bomb blasts etc.

Don't misunderstand Islam or you may just die a horrible death, sport. If you do understand Islam and then talk about it, it's then even more likely that you'll be murdered or threatened with it.

Sure, there are variations on the regular. Many Muslim folks I’m sure genuinely believe that Islam is pretty neato, with the old “it’s the religion of peace!” thang a ringin’ in their noggins. Sans any evidence, I'm afraid. Funny how beliefs that are more believably about peace, like Buddhism, Jesus, Taoism and scrabble, don’t usually rave on and say they are so peaceful so um, forcefully.

“No! It’s really delicious! Really! Ignore the taste of shit...Now eat it or I’ll kill you!”

Of course many Muslims can be really pleasant neighbours or co-workers. But then with the chums I know, I’ve never mentioned Jews, gays, feminism, rock n’ roll, art, nudity, freedom of speech, terror, Jesus, Islam , Mohammad, the Koran and so on and so on and so on. Yep, everything goes smoothly just as long as you keep the talk rather small so it appears. Microscopic in fact. Sometimes it’s a little like visiting your Grandmother, but she carries a knife.

And then there is the problem that many people liked and believed that Muslim kindergarten teachers and Muslim Doctors were swell. The good Docs said goodnight at work as usual and then they got up the next day and bombed London. I know of no other doctrine that has as a core article of faith and behaviour, the art of extreme deception.

Hey, I know some seemingly ordinary and nice Muslims, whatever ordinary and nice means, which can be about zero. But no, they are good people, so far. The catch is that you are generally born a Muslim. You don’t really get a choice. Virtually all growth in Islam is by birth. The majority of converts to Islam leave within two years so they say, if they live long enough to carry it through that is. The punishment for leaving Islam is death. And a $25 fine. This is in the Koran, by the word, deed and example of Mohammad and rather naturally in the overwhelming practices of Islam and Muslim cultures.

When Muslims are regular folks, that is everything to do with them and nothing to do with Islam. And many are regular folks. Sadly, this can only mean one thing. They're not true Muslims. Cos they clearly ain’t following Mohammad’s instructions as they are rather ah, explicit.

Murder the Jew, Infidel, Christian and Cargo Cultist etc, wherever you find them and so on. The fact is, Islam is sermonised in Arabic, a language most Muslims neither speak nor understand. It's up to the Imam to spin it for the faithful. I don't know about you but I can't picture him saying "Gee, ya know some of this kinda sucks!"

“I am made triumphant through terror”. Mohammad.

So, however you may find individual Muslims, there’s always, always the Islam thang, isn’t there? I cannot recall reading a single article by a single practicing Muslim that was not a manipulative fraud. Not one. Not ever. Nope. Nada and zilcho.

The thing, my furry friends, is that the massive truth of Islam is an unbelievable and relentless daily avalanche of perversion, lies, hate, violence, madness and murder. The equation is that the less of the harsh and nauseating reality of Mohammedanism the main stream media feebly and ineffectively reports, the extreme and enormous inverse is the true case.

By what percentage Jim? Damned if I know, but if there’s a single one of the vast number that make up the endless 24 hour cycle of Islamic atrocities in the news, put it up by a thousand times and you’ll have a long way to go and never get there, because there’s always tomorrow. How much happen’s everyday in Islamist loon land?

It’s impossible to log it all really, never mind read everything. 12,000 major Islamic terror attacks since 9/11, 150,000 Northern Thais murdered by Muslims in the last twenty years, and 80 million Hindu’s murdered by Muslims over the centuries etc. The numbers required to get it close is kinda daunting. You attempt the math. And of course, there’s always the Muslim fear of a backlash from tomorrows bomb blast!

On any day, go to the religion of peace site, which is just one of the thousands of valid resources on Islam, and there’s an endless list of Islamic crime and Jihad, under-reported or deliberately censored by much of our ungallant media. These are the known crimes via media bias, censorship and incompetence, so imagine...

Then there’s the unreported daily culture in Islamic paradises that passes for normal in Gods monkey house. Imagine societies with little to zero free press, women’s, children’s or gay rights groups and little to no one to advocate for most of the kinds of things we take for granted and indeed demand? Imagine Saudi Arabia.

The first report at the end of my intro is a classic that kinda got to me. It's the defenceless crying little girls and the murderous killer bully angle that fills me with a kind of cold fury. Show this to many a Leftard and Muslim boob and observe their er, cognitive dissonance go into hyper drive.

“Hey man, it’s an anomaly, a minority! It’s not real Islam!”

It never is when it’s a nightmare, is it?

“You’re a racist! A fascist! A liar! You’re taking it out of context!” This is the mating call of the PC Leftard multi-cultist relativist and Islamist.

Or with that illogic why not a tap dancer too? Regards the diversionary tactic and fraud of the “out of context” canard, I don’t give a fuck and my advice? Never fall for it and get bogged down in minutae competitions.

“Oh, when Mohammad the freak, puke be upon him, said that he wants to kill you, he meant it in a nice way...He wants you to come for dinner!”

Yeah, millions and millions and millions are always a minority. Osama and Al Qaeda and the Ayatollah Khomeini are idols all through the Islamic world and are very popular t-shirt designs. You know the Ayatollah? The major "Muslim spiritual figure" and the man who gave eager approval and the instructions on how a man can rape an infant girl.

Gee, context that...

For vast numbers of Muslims they are not thought of as the criminals they clearly are. Remember that to do a comprehensive overview of any week in Islam would be a monumental task and actually much, much worse than one can imagine from these few random snatches. Dig that these are not isolated events, but commonplace and require a total culture to allow it on scale.

When appalling things happen in a democracy, they are neither defended or condoned by the majority of people, and they are prosecuted as criminal acts under the law. In Iran, Saudi Arabia and Gaza etc, the barbaric and nauseating is celebrated in the street and by the state as an achievement and a great example for children to follow and emulate.

Yes, there are many courageous Muslims who protest against and act against such rottenness, but they all do live rather er, dangerously. So either we go by the instruction manual for the Islamic known as the Krazy Koran, and the hideous examples of the head headcase Mad Mohammad and the actions of millions and millions of Muslims, or we don’t.

But um, ain’t we supposed to understand Islam? And wouldn’t that involve um, learning about it? Oh, I get it. They mean passively accepting the Taqiyaa PR of deception and bullshit blizzard a la Tariq Ali and Waleed Ali etc. Check. Riiight. I gotcha.

To put it mildly, any way ya look at it, Islam is unnaturally problematic. Later, I’ll post some interesting pieces that I discovered via the hip Michael Burd. So without further ado, I’m going to post a tiny part of the Himalaya of Hell that is part of the true face of Islam. Remember that this grab bag ain’t the worst of it. Wait till they get hold of them nukes...






“Five women buried alive in name of honour. The Pakistani Tribune Monday August 25 2008.

Islamabad: Three teenage girls along with their two close elderly relatives were shot at before being buried alive in a desert of Balochistan by their tribesmen in the name of honour.

The shocking reports of this horrible incident reaching the capital from different quarters revealed that the girls studying in classes 10 to 12 intended to marry men of their choice through a civil court by defying the centuries-old tribal traditions. When the fuming elders of Umrani tribe came to know about the intentions of these girls to appear before a local court, they picked them up from their homes along with two of their elderly women relatives. The crying girls were pushed into official cars and driven to a deserted area. There they were pushed out of the cars, made to stand in a queue and volleys of shots fired at them.

As the bleeding girls fell on the sand, the tribesmen dragged them into a nearby ditch and levelled it with earth and stones before the girls could breathe their last. As the two shocked elderly women tried to rescue the hapless girls, they too were gunned down and buried in the same manner.

The killers after burying these women returned to their tribe like conquerors without any action against them. The step taken was to send a loud message to the rest of the tribe’s girls. Father of these girls lodged an FIR with the police against his own brother, who was said to be the architect of this crime. But after some family pressure, he withdrew the case and so the blood of those girls was forgiven in the name of centuries-old tradition, which does not allow any girl of the tribe to contract marriage of her choice”.


Insurgents kill children in ambush. From the Bangkok Post.

Narathiwat (TNA) - A nine-year-old girl, her young brother and their father all were shot dead while the mother was critically wounded early Tuesday when [Islamic] insurgents ambushed their pick-up truck, police said.

The incident took place in the early morning when the 53-year-old father, a fruit vendor, drove his pick-up truck, accompanied by the three other members of his family, and headed to buy fruit in Rangae district for re-sale later. According to the police, a number of gunmen followed them in another pick-up. They fired an estimated seven shots at them, causing the victims' vehicle to overturn after hitting an electrical power pole at the roadside.

The father and daughter died at the scene. The mother and son were seriously wounded and sent to hospital, but doctors were unable to save the critically wounded boy. Some 3,500 people have been killed since renewed violence broke out in January 2004 in Thailand's deep South.

BBC charity funded jihadists. Ben Quinn. The Times. August 20 3008.

The BBC’s Children in Need charity donated £20,000 to an organisation that funded the propaganda activities of the July 7 bombers, it has emerged.

The financial support was provided between 1999 and 2002 to the Leeds Community School, which funded and shared premises with an Islamic bookshop where the suicide bombers Mohammed Siddique Khan and Shezhad Tanweer regularly met. Siddique Khan attempted to radicalise youths by showing propaganda films at the bookshop, a focal point at the time for young Muslims.

The school in Beeston also paid for adventure weekends, such as a rafting trip to North Wales a month before the London attacks. Tanweer and Siddique Khan went on the trip, along with Khalid Khaliq, who this year was jailed for terrorism offences.

The disclosure that the school received Children in Need funding was made by the BBC Two programme Newsnight, which was told by a former employee of the school that it received hundreds of thousands of pounds from Leeds City Council and other sources. Martin Gilbertson, an IT technician who worked at the school and the Iqra centre next door, said that he had been concerned about the activities of Tanweer and Siddique Khan. “It was like living with jihad on a daily basis,” he said of the Iqra centre, which was raided by police investigating the July 7 bombings.


Kidnapped Christian girls, forced to convert and marry Muslims: difficulties for the return of one by Qaiser Felix. 08/22/2008.

Saba and Anila Younas, both Christian, were abducted June 16 by a group of Muslims, and forced to marry and convert to Islam. A doctor’s report establishes that the eldest is 16 years old and thus capable of marriage. Their lawyer announces a legal battle: we will bring it to the Supreme Court.


Lahore (AsiaNews) – There are slim hopes for the return home of the two Christian girls kidnapped by a group of Muslims on June 26 from Chowk Munda village in Punjab. According to the defence attorney, the situation is more complicated for the older of the two sisters, Saba Younas, who was forced to convert to Islam and marry a young Muslim the day after her kidnap.

On August 6 the judge Malak Saeed Ejaz of Multan Bench of Lahore High Court ordered for the medical examination of Saba Younas to ascertain her age. The medical report concluded that the girl is 16 to 17 years old and had reached the puberty; despite the fact her Catholic birth certificate plainly states she is 13.

“After the medical report the chances of Saba’s return are less” family lawyer Rashid Rehman says “because a 16 to 17 years old girl has reached puberty and ‘is able’ to get married’”. Rehman noted another unfavourable factor was that on being questioned, the girl stated in the court that she is 17 years old and has ‘converted to Islam and got married on her own will’”.


Afghan children raped with 'impunity,' U.N. official says.
By Atia Abawi. CNN.

The young Afghan girl sits in the center of the room, weeping. Using her hand and her blue scarf to hide her face, she recounts how she was brutally raped by five gunmen.

The girl's tragic case is one of many in war-torn Afghanistan, activists say.
The 12-year-old girl's family members say they'll take their own lives unless justice is served.

"We will all commit suicide; this is not living," cries the mother of the girl, whose gang-rape occurred in Northern Afghanistan. The girl's adolescent voice pleads for help from Hamid Karzai, the president of Afghanistan.

The girl's elderly and immobilized father trembles and can only raise a quivering hand as he sobs. He is rendered helpless in a country where a man's dignity and honor is protecting his family. Her little brother sits in the back, far too young to understand the situation but still traumatized by the devastated cries around him. He wipes away his tears.

The children's mother sobs. "We've been violated. We can't live our lives. We can't sit. We can't sleep at night," she says.


Saudi Arabia: Mother moves to block child marriage

Riyadh, 11 August (AKI). The Saudi Arabian mother of an eight-year-old girl is trying to stop her marrying a middle-aged man who made a marriage contract with the girl's father in the province of al-Qasim, in the centre of the country.

The father's consent is needed to validate the marriage contract between the man, who is in his fifties and the child. He reportedly agreed to the union in exchange for an undis closed sum of money.

According to the Saudi newspaper, Okaz, the news emerged after the mother of the child reported her husband and took him to court to prevent the marriage from going ahead.

Referring to another case where a man in his seventies was charged for marrying a ten-year-old girl in the area of Asir, south of Mecca, the woman also sought the help of local human rights groups.

The mother of the girl said her husband has two other wives, and considering the age of the child, asked for the contract to be withdrawn to allow her to have a normal childhood. According to human rights lawyers, there are many cases of this kind before the Saudi courts.



What Islam Wants: Islam's Diabolical Plan According to Pakistan's Jamat-e-Islami Party by Author. 18 Aug, 2008.

Jamhooria Islamia, a monthly Baluchi magazine published from Panj-gar, published an interview in its 1999 February issue with Maulana Nawabzadaa Nabiullah Khan, a confidant of and adviser to Maulana Qazi Ahmed—the Amir of the leading Pakistani Islamic party, Jamaat-e-Islami. The interview was conducted by Jalil Amir. The following constitutes are excerpts from that conversation which reveals the fundamentalist ideology and designs of the organization and its leader”.

EQUALITY OF MEN AND WOMEN IS STUPIDITY.

Q: The women issue is very controversial nowadays. Taliban and some fundamentalist organizations restrict the freedom of women while some progressive Muslim intellectuals are insisting that the women are equal to men in all spheres. What are Qazi's views on women?

A: As I said earlier, the Prophet Mohammad's (PBUH) views on women are the exact views of Qazi Ahmed and the Jamat. Equality of men and women is stupidity. What men can do, women cannot do. Women are weak physically and mentally compared to men. Men have to take care of women all the time.

OUR MOTTO IS CONSTANT JIHAD.

Our motto is "Constant Jihad". The idea is to keep Pakistan in a constant state of Jihad all the time. Qazi's vision is that Pakistan will be! the centre of the new Islamic Empire that stretches from Burma to Afghanistan and from Srilanka to Tajikistan including Kashmir.

Towards that end, the Jamaat will use all tactics from terrorism in the kafir-controlled areas to negotiations in the Muslim controlled areas. Already the Jamaat leaders of Bangladesh and Jamaat leaders of India have accepted the primacy of Pakistani leadership in this regard”.

The Crusader. Brigitte Gabriel interview.
Interview by DEBORAH SOLOMON. Published: August 15, 2008.


As a Lebanese-Christian immigrant who spent her girlhood amid the bloody devastation of the Lebanese civil war, you have lately emerged as one of the most vehement critics of radical Islam in this country. Are you concerned that your new book, “They Must Be Stopped,” will feed animosity toward Muslims? I do not think I am feeding animosity. I am bringing an issue to light. I disapprove of any religion that calls for the killing of other people. If Christianity called for that, I would condemn it.

What about all the moderate Muslims who represent our hope for the future? Why don’t you write about them? The moderate Muslims at this point are truly irrelevant. I grew up in the Paris of the Middle East, and because we refused to read the writing on the wall, we lost our country to Hezbollah and the radicals who are now controlling it.

In your new book, you write about the Muslim presence in America and bemoan the rise of Islamic day schools and jihad summer camp. Is there really such a thing? Yes. Instead of taking lessons on swimming and gymnastics, the kids are listening to speakers give lectures titled “Preparation for Death” and “The Life in the Grave.”


Performance Artist Killed on Peace Trip Is Mourned.

By ELISABETTA POVOLEDO. Published: April 19, 2008.

Milan: The two friends, both performance artists, hatched the idea about a year ago: wearing white wedding dresses, they would hitchhike from Italy to the Balkans to the Middle East to send a message of peace and “marriage between different peoples and nations.”

But the message delivered by their performance piece was mostly sad and raw. After just three weeks on the road, one of the two Italian artists, Pippa Bacca, 33, was killed by a driver who offered her a ride.

Her naked body was found on April 11 in some bushes near a Turkish village after a suspect led investigators to the site. Although an official cause of death has not been given, local Turkish authorities said Ms. Bacca had been raped and strangled.

Textbook lies about Islam By Gilbert T. Sewall. Last updated: 4:23 am August 17, 2008.

Islam is one of the most important issues of our time, but you wouldn't know it from reading a high school textbook. What students learn makes it almost impossible to understand Islam in history or the world today, much less what fuels Islam's challenge to peace and international security.

A review of leading textbooks used in New York City and nationwide reveals they deliberately misrepresent Islamic history, jihad, Islamic law (sharia), global terrorism, and more.

Thinking that jihad is "holy war" is wrong, students are told. Instead textbooks insist it is merely an effort to improve oneself and society.

"Muslims should fulfill jihad with the heart, tongue, and hand. Muslims use the heart in their struggle to resist evil. The tongue may convince others to take up worthy causes, such as funding medical research. Hands may perform good works and correct wrongs," chimes one popular California textbook called "History Alive!"

A widely used Houghton Mifflin textbook titled "Across the Centuries" defines jihad as an "inner struggle" to "do one's best to resist temptation and overcome evil."

In spite of centuries of Islamic conquest and bloodshed, there's never any hint of aggression toward the "infidel." Illiberality and oppression are willfully ignored. "Traditionally, in Islamic countries women are not expected to read or write. Today, Muslim women are pursuing educations and new career opportunities.

While Islamists call for a return to tradition, many Muslims embrace a mixture of traditional and modern ways," asserts Prentice Hall's "World History," a high school textbook popular in New York City and suburban schools.

The tinny phrase "career opportunities" aside, the word tradition or a variation of it is used over and over, yet students never get the slightest idea of what these "traditions" are or what "return to tradition" means.

Textbooks sidestep centuries-long Islamic slavery that occurred on a massive scale on different continents. They do not mention the execution of homosexuals in today's Islamic Republic of Iran.


Pakistani Slave Brides, Underage Forced Marriage in Saudi Arabia: Connecting the Dots. August 19th, 2008 11:09 am.

“Shaikha,” a 16-year-old Saudi girl, drank bleach in an attempt to kill herself because her father was forcing her to marry a 75-year-old man. And why? So that Shaikha’s father could himself marry the elderly man’s 13-year-old daughter! Shaikha begged and pleaded not to be forced into this marriage–even her mother supported her plea; all to no avail.

While such normalized atrocities continue in Saudi Arabia and elsewhere in the Muslim world, Random House cancels the publication of a novel, The Jewel of Medina, based on the life of Aisha, the prophet Mohammed’s beloved wife whom he married when she was either six or seven years-old. The marriage was presumably consummated when Aisha was nine-years-old.

Can there possibly be a connection between what Mohammed did and what other Muslim men do? Is the mere suggestion heretical? Is telling the truth about Mohammed heretical?

Britain's 'youngest terrorist' jailed.

UK's youngest terrorist, aged 16, jailed after a guide to death and explosives was found in his home. Last Updated: 10:06PM BST 18 Aug 2008.

Hammaad Munshi, just 16 and taking GCSEs when arrested, was part of a cell of cyber groomers that set out to brainwash the vulnerable to kill "non-believers".

For nearly a year the teenager, whose grandfather is a leading Islamic scholar, led a double life.

By day he attended lessons at the local comprehensive and did as he was told.
But in the evening he spent hours surfing jihadist sites and distributing material to others as part of what the Crown branded a "worldwide conspiracy" to "wipe out" non-Muslims.

London's Blackfriars Crown Court heard it contained detailed instructions about making napalm, other high explosives, detonators, and grenades, and "how to kill".

He was 15 when recruited by Aabid Khan, 23, a "key player" in radicalising the impressionable and vulnerable here and abroad with his message of "violent jihad".



Threat to marry 3-year-old girl: Distressed father pleads for help.

Mirpurkhas: A father has pleaded for help, as a local influential man has demanded him to marry his three-year-old daughter to his son, threatening to kill her otherwise. Addressing a press conference at the National Press Club here on Sunday Rahib Shar, resident of village Aatna Mori, taluka Sindhri has accused that one Abdul Rahim Shar of threatening to kidnap and kill his three-year-old daughter Saleemat if he did not marry her to his son. The father of the girl said that he had asked Rahim to wait till his daughter reaches the age of maturity, but instead he was threatened with dire consequences.


Hundreds of Dutch web sites hacked by Islamic hackers. August 25th, 2008
Posted by Dancho Danchev.

In what appears to be a mass defacement, where several hundred domains take advantage of a shared hosting provider, starting as of this Friday, an Islamic hacker known as nEt^DeViL — this is not the NetDevilz team that hijacked the DNS records of the ICANN and Photobucket in June — managed to successfully hack a couple of hundred Dutch web sites as a hacktivist response to the release of the Fitna film, a controversial film released by Geert Wilders, a member of the Dutch parliament in March, 2008.

How did they do it? Since all of the sites are parked on a single IP (81.4.97.190) owned by the Geenpunt.nl hosting company, compromising it means having the ability to compromise the content on all the domains hosted there, which is exactly what happened in this case.

The message they left is still active at most of the sites :

“Anti-Fitna ( Response to the Fitna Movie by ‘Geert Wilders’ Cow ! ) This hax0ring is to defend ISLAM - The Religion of [ Abraham, Moses, Jesus & Muhammad ( Peace Be Upon Them All ) ] that Insulted by a Cow ! from Netherlands ! Show Some Respect ! so , I can Leave you in Peace ! [ You’ve Started it ! ] , I don’t have problems with your site but, that what Geert Wilders Cow! chose for you ;) If you think that ” Insulting GOD Religion is a Freedom of Speech as your country did , then allow me to show you my Freedom knowledge of Hacking ;) ”


Islamist loon declares Michelle Malkin enemy of the people.

When the Council on American-Islamic Relations (CAIR) was founded, the HAMAS network leaders in the US turned to one of its own, Anisa Abd El Fattah/Caroline F. Keeble to serve as one of its founding board members. Her two mentors and former employers, HAMAS chief Mousa Abu Marzook and Abdurahman Alamoudi, have respectively been designated a terrorist and convicted of terrorist support. Thus, she is quite familiar with both the overt and more subtle methods of cultural terrorism.


Corpses litter Somali port. Sunday, 24th August 2008. Reuters.

Bodies littered this strategic port in southern Somalia and unidentified planes soared overhead yesterday, a day after it was seized by Islamist rebels in fighting that killed at least 70 people.

The loss of Kismayu to the al-Shabaab insurgents was another blow for Somalia's interim government, which signed a peace deal with some opposition figures last week that has only seemed to stoke violence in the Horn of Africa nation.

"We are now collecting the corpses lying in the streets," resident Mohamed Farah, 55, told Reuters. "The town is calm today and we're busy burying the victims of the fighting. The Islamists are at the abandoned sea and air ports, and people here are hoping to reopen their businesses."

Since the start of last year, al-Shabaab rebels have been waging an Iraq-style insurgency of mortar attacks, roadside bombings and assassinations, targeting President Abdullahi Yusuf's administration and its Ethiopian military allies.
Underlining the insecurity, residents and a security source said gunmen kidnapped two Western journalists, an Australian man and a Canadian woman, at Elasha near Mogadishu yesterday.



WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 20, 2008
Sweden: Problems at joint Christian/Muslim funeral.

One year old David was buried a week ago at the Landskrona cemetery, but the funeral didn't go as planned.

The Reza family lives near the cemetery and Monir Reza can therefore visit his son's grave every day. He tries not to think of what happened when the casket was lowered in, but like his wife, he's very disappointed with the imam's behavior during the funeral. Monir and Carina Reza never had problems with the fact that they're of two different religions.

David Reza was just over a year old. After a short illness though he passed away at Lund's hospital on July 29 this year. Already at the hospital the parents discussed how they would conduct the funeral. Carina is Christian and Monir is Muslim. They have been together for 13 years and had never considered that one would convert to the religion of the other. Therefore it was natural for them that the ceremony would contain something from both religions. They wanted to have an assembly in the church and burial in a Muslim cemetery, but their wish proved hard to fulfill.

Carina Reza says that it shouldn't be so in Landskrona in 2008. That must be better cooperation between the religions.

A wild discussion started up at the grave site regarding how the ceremony should be conducted. The clash ended with the imam refusing to finish the burial. He left and the family and friends concluded the ceremony.

The imam was angry since the boy had in the casket some stuffed animals, letters and pictures. Carina says that to get to such a situation at the grave was terrible.

Both Carina and Monir speak calmly and objectively about what happened. They don't want to complain about Islam as a religion or about the individual imam. They want to draw attention to the problem, so that others in their situation won't meet the same resistance. They say they doubt they're the only couple of different religions.

Contact with the Swedish church was smooth. The hospital priest Britt Marklund in Landskrona could see eliminating some of the Christian elements, such as making the sign of the cross, out of respect for all the Muslims present.

Finding an imam was much more difficult.


New Maldives Constitution Severely Restricts Non-Muslim Rights.

Washington: The Institute on Religion and Public Policy strongly condemns the new constitution ratified by the Maldives' legislature yesterday. The constitution fails to provide basic guarantees of rights and freedoms in the country for non-Muslims and also violates internationally accepted human rights standards and norms.

Article 9, Section D states that "a non-Muslim may not become a citizen of the Maldives." By denying citizenship to some people on the basis of their religion, the country is violating religious minorities' freedom of worship.

"This denial of citizenship to non-Muslims is an extraordinarily harsh measure which places the Maldives among the worst countries in the world in regards to the legal foundation for freedom of religion and belief," said Institute President Joseph K. Grieboski.

In addition to denying non-Muslims citizenship, the new constitution establishes several other precepts which threaten the freedom of religion. The new constitution favors Sunni Islam over other forms of Islam, establishes certain aspects of Sharia law in the Maldives and limits the freedom of expression and thought to "manners" which are "not contrary to a tenet of Islam."


Arab tycoon suspected of ordering murder of singer.

The connection between the killing of pop star Suzanne Tamim and a mogul of Egypt’s real estate became the talk of the town here in the Arab world over the last few days to the point of hurting share prices at Cairo’s stock market.

The sordid tale began last weekend when Dubai’s police authorities revealed that an unidentified suspect in the killing of 31-year-old Tamim, who was found with her throat slit in her fancy apartment, was arrested in an unnamed Arab country.
Now reports are emerging that a powerful businessman ordered the death of his sultry, glamorous lover after their relationship went sour.



Severe Islamic law which banned 'suggestive' cucumbers cost Al Qaeda public support in Iraq. By Daily Mail Reporter. Last updated at 10:14 PM on 10th August 2008.

A bizarre ruling banning women from buying suggestively shaped vegetables such as cucumbers, and the brutal slaying of children, lost Al Qaeda the support of the Iraqi population, it emerged yesterday.

Al Qaeda's enforcement of a severe form of Islamic law sapped support among the people for its campaign against American and Iraqi forces, allowing Arab tribal leaders to drive Al Qaeda out of the strongholds it had created.

Sheikh Hameed al-Hayyes, a Sunni tribal leader from a former Al Qaeda stronghold in the west of Iraq, said: "I saw them slaughter a nine-year old boy like a sheep because his family didn't pledge allegiance to them."

The severe Islamic law imposed by Al Qaeda forbid women from buying cucumbers, which were regarded as male and could only be bought by men. Life under Al Qaeda was not only violent but also farcical.

"They even killed female goats because their private parts were not covered and their tales were pointed upward," Hayyes said.

"They regarded the cucumber as male and tomato as female. Women were not allowed to buy cucumbers, only men."

Men would have fingers cut off for smoking, hair salons and shops selling cosmetics were bombed, and ice-cream salesmen were killed because ice cream was not available during the time of Islam's Prophet Mohammad.

"Al Qaeda wanted to kill me and blow up my shop because I sold music CDs," said Ahmed Yasin from Samarra, north of Baghdad.

Derek and Clive compare Madonna to Hitler.

Clive: “Derek, I’d like to draw your attention to a holiday snap I took of Madonna, the singing aerobics instructor. It’s a lovely pic of the stringy one with her trademark moustache and swastika chic, saluting her fans on the way to a concert performance at Nuremberg. Madonna, or old granite head with matching soul as she is affectionately known, later performed many of her magical and wondrous hits.

Songs such as ‘Neurotic Bint’, ‘Like an Irrational Gutter Whore’, and I’m sure you’ll agree, the rather revealingly honest song ‘Obscenely Spoiled and Talented, Super Narcissistic, Shallow, Irrelevant Phony Celebrity Intellectual Mediocrity and Moral Geek’. It’s from her brand newt album ‘Beyond ‘Effing Belief’.



From Yahoo News: “Pop diva Madonna has upset US presidential hopeful John McCain by comparing the Republican with Adolf Hitler. During a concert in Cardiff, Madonna flashed images of Adolf Hitler and Zimbabwean President Robert Mugabe followed by McCain.

In contrast Democrat candidate Barack Obama was in a sequence with John Lennon, Al Gore and Mahatma Gandhi. McCain's campaign hit back at the comparison and angrily condemned the segment.

Madonna's swipe at McCain came during a performance of the song "Get Stupid", when the Republican contenders image was flashed up alongside images of destruction and global warming. McCain campaign spokesman Tucker Bounds said it divisive.

"The comparisons are outrageous, unacceptable and crudely divisive all at the same time," Bounds said. "It clearly shows that when it comes to supporting Barack Obama, his fellow worldwide celebrities refuse to consider any smear or attack off limits."


Derek: Brand newt, Clive?

Clive: Yes Derek, she’s currently occupied with the newt and her cluelessly absurd Nazi fantasy's. But then MacDonut has always been at the very cutting edge of your garden variety facades of a laughable sexuality of the faux Weimar kind. And like many pop and movie stars and other celebrities, totally deluded in imagining she has any analytical ability, or anything useful, down to earth and interesting to say at all. Therefore like her old breast cones, the worlds of the Nazi and newt are two entirely logical reference points for such a curiously pinheaded and successful businesswoman.

Admittedly Madonna could one day do something less predictable like the manufacture of cardboard boxes or cans of Spam, but no Derek. With her oddly muscular finger ever firmly on the swollen Zeitgeist of nothing, Mundane is climbing the charts and the walls once again, with music that resonates for all time, especially with your looped soundtracks at gay gymnasiums. Think of the newt and the rallies at Nuremberg and think of the music of Madonna, Derek.

Ironically, one of the most famous newts was your Hitler. Hitler was a horrible control freak totally divorced from reality, much like your Madonna. Sadly, off stage Hitler had zero ability to command his own shrivelled horn to literally do a fucking thing. Coincidentally, Hitler and Madonna both shrink my knob and thus neither have ever given me the horn. In fact quite the opposite.

After listening to a single Madonna interview, the Doctor said he’d never seen such nasty results since her last album came out.

Derek: Maybe it’s the ridiculous uniforms and outfits; the posturing staged fraud of Nazi allusions; the dreadfully monotonous, bleak and bombastic martial music; the ugly, meaninglessly empty symbolism, the massed crowds of conformist drones and the total lack on the part of the main attraction of any self awareness, humour or charm whatsoever?

Clive: Yes Derek, and Hitler’s fucking worse. Lucky I was able to reverse the effects of exposure to Madonna’s standard rich idiot moonbat opinions, by listening to a BBC sound effects record at full bore of farm animals fucking their brains out while they roll in putrid mud.

Derek: Ere, Hitler was your first total pop star really.

Clive: Ah, that’s merely an illusion caused by the accumulated effects of the mass hypnotic boredom; fashionable insanity; being occasionally amusing; the fancy dress of a crap product with a limitless advertising budget and invading Poland.

Derek: Has Madonna ever invaded Poland?

Clive: No Derek, though many a pole has apparently invaded Madonna.

Derek: Bloody Hell! I think Madonna just gave me the horn, Clive!

Clive: That will be the moustache and jackboots no doubt. You have always been an easy score with the old facial hair and combat footwear, Derek. I remember well the trouble you had with Solzhenitsyn and Shirley Maclaine. Here Derek, here’s a pop quiz. In what film is Madonna best remembered for her nuanced vulnerability, deeply professional acting ability and profoundly moving natural warmth?

Derek: None whatsoever.

Clive: Exactly Derek.

Derek: [On Piano to the tune of the oxymoronic, Madonna's Erotic:] Neurotic, keep your hands off my fucking body!

Roseanne’s grossly obese Leftardism versus good looking Hollywood Limousine Liberals.

Roseanne Barr, on the left, in between rehearsal and meals for the remake of the Steve McQueen sci-fi classic 'The Blob', with her body doubles, triples and quadruples.


Hey, the contracting but mostly expanding Michelin woman and virtual parody of crude hysterical Left Liberalism, Roseanne, recently jabbered some classic by the numbers bunkum about the relatively harmless per se, Angie and Brad.

While there are subtle differences between Brad and Angie, and Rosie, there are similarities too. No, really. Brad and Angie are a couple, and so is Rosie. Angie has a great mouth and Rosie has a great mouth. Brad is almost kinda beautiful for a man and so is Rosie.

Some of the the differences are that Angie and Brad are delicious, while few people want to eat Rosie. While many would be transfixed to see Angie and Brad getting it on, people are amazed that Rosie keeps on putting it on and taking it off. Hey, Angie and Brad have adopted six people. Roseanne is six people!


Frome Rachelle Swiney at Lifestyle:

“Here is what she, [Roseane Barr] has to say about the beautiful pair:

"[They] make about $40 million a year in violent psychopathic movies and give away three of it to starving children trying to look as if they give a crap about humanity as they spit out more dunces that will consume more than their fair share and wreck the earth even more."

Colonel Neville: “Three million bananas, eh? I think that’s exactly three million dollars more than I’ve given so far, so kudos to Lips and Loins. Brad and Angie don't "make" films as such. They act in them. They are actors. So therefore, Jack Palance wasn't really a killer. He was acting...in a film.

Er, what the ‘eff does “give a crap about humanity” mean? Like walking around wringing hands pretending you’re a cross between Albert Schweitzer and the Pilsener Dough Boy/Girl?

“Spitting out dunces?”

Er, there’s not always a connection between the parents IQ and their children. And I believe Rosie has zero evidence that the beautiful couple's kids are anything but perfectly normal. And I'm sure Barr's kids are not all crotch grabbers who sing off key.

Ok, while Brad and Angie are from Hollywood and as per usual rather naff, they’re not really total pin heads, are they? As I have noticed some level of success, especially compared to my lack of. Good looking, rich, hysterical and free. Yeah, Angie and Brad are real losers. Er, no.

After all, they did adopt six kids, and however high one’s faux level of how pure a motive must be before one can take any action, well, actions speak louder an’ all. As far as I can tell through the fog and hackery of the MSM, they seem to be er, nice enough... for average Bel Air bizzarro kinda parents...and many another clueless Hollywood boob, venal hypocrite and loon well, kinda like them. Perhaps even better than plenty of others I’ll wager. But what do I know?

Sure, Angie is an asshat Leftard liberal who loves Che the child killer Guevara enough to have his murderous sadist face tatooed near or on her sphincter. Hey, she's a UN Ambassador for refugees! Great! which is soooo Hollywood ironic really, when Che the narcissist coward caused one of the greatest refugee floods in history. But I digress.

I’ve seen no film of their front yard, but I bet there are probably very few car bodies, abandoned refrigerators and bags of trash among the overgrown weeds. As the cliche goes, I wish they’d adopt me just long enough to see Angie's arsehole. Yep, it'd be great to meet Brad, that handsome clod.

Curiously Roseanne Barr is not the er, person I go to for depth of thought regards geopolitical insight or any perceptive and nuanced analysis of the human mind. No. Rosie is the go to moonbat for crass, shrill, witless and rotten self indulgent stupidity. Nope. If I lived next door to the Creature from the Black Forrest Cake, I may go over to borrow a cask of mayonnaise. That’s unless of course she’d already sucked it up for breakfast.

El Gordo Rosie: "...consume more than their fair share and wreck the earth even more".

That's wonderfully irrational, but I bet ya done your fair share of consuming there, Tokyo Harbour Rose. Have ya got a permanent eatin' chair at the end of a Tootsie Roll conveyor belt? Yes, deep down, all self-loathing Leftards hate people really. Thus their love of enviro-freakism. It's a turbo charge for the narcissistic nihilist.

A tree never argues back no matter how stupid you are.

The great P.J O'Rourke said that all Left drivel about the junk of overpopulation boils down to "just enough of me, too many of you!"

Hey Rosie, get out of your pantry and let a family of Samoans move in.

“Rosie also went on to tell off Angie for being undecided in the upcoming presidential election:

"Aren't you supposed to be somewhat enlightened, or do you not know that the African daughter you hold in every picture had parents who suffered and died because of the Republican Party’s worldwide economic assault on Africa over the last few decades since Reagan?" Rachelle Swiney.

Colonel Neville: “Like her own carved out of lard bookend, Rosie O’Donnell, Roseanne is a dam that's guaranteed to burst with the bullshit of conspiracy. Quality Control free and spewing stratospheric hyperbole, Rosie and her kind are unhampered by empirical evidence or any checkable court ready source of information. Yes, so a “worldwide assault” right, and on Africa at the same time? Sheesh. It's impossible to follow such non-thought process's even if one wants to.

So er, assaulting Japan, Singapore, China and Australia too? What about Sweden?! Could be. Maybe even Mars! So, it isn’t the lack of civil governments and working economic systems, tribalism, misogyny, superstition, warfare, corruption etc, ad nauseum? It was the Gipper all along!"

“Roseanne is upset and she finished off her tirade with some final words of wisdom for Angie:

"P.S," she added, "It might be good for your Asian and African children’s' self esteem to know you support a brown man for the leader of the free world." Rachelle Swiney.

Colonel Neville: “So, she means Obama? But Obama is exactly as white as he is black, just like my son is as much physically Japanese as he is white Australian. Er, does she mean we should vote for a person based on Rosie’s albeit fashionable and popular bogus race fantasies? Go figure. Thus drones the innate contradictions of the Left as they hysterically try to prove that they are relentlessly better than you and I, and in every absurd way. She sure can eat me under the table though, but I wouldn’t let her.

Ah, as with their natural anti-Semitism, all limousine Left Liberals are like some kind of hidden until midnight loup garou werewolf, always just a jerking hop, skip and a jump away from their true souls of idiot bigotry and inverted racism.

So, all brown and black people are the same then? And helpless? They can’t think for themselves eh, or have their own opinions in opposition to Roseanne’s? Yes, the Left love their victim pets as passive ciphers, ya see. They amazingly assume that their easily picked up and even easier dropped causes, could never be conservatives, but largely grateful and passive drones. Now that's the stock in trade of the Left Liberal: their largely untested and limitless smug and conceit.

Yes, the voiceless would naturally think the same as Left Liberals, wouldn't they? Amazingly this would be the same as what Roseanne thinks! Incredible coincidence there. I’ll alert the media and Dunkin’ Donuts! You poor bastard with your thick and second hand mind.

My wife is Japanese and rather brown and yet she is, surprisingly I know, repulsed by Roseanne, and not just by the avalanche of flab. But also the tidal wall of Logical Fallacy and standard irresponsible bullshit moral vanity. Oh yes. The wifey also thinks Roseanne is a massive poop head, but not in those words. But that’s brown people for ya. They can be so ungrateful.

Move along. Nothing to see, know, learn, research or face realistically with serious and sustained actions here.

From Sunday August 26 2007, and modified. Apologies for the lack of posting. I'm in the middle of an acting course and a house renovation. I'm also building a time machine and learning to play the ukulele. No, not really. I'm not learning the ukulele.



I have often mentioned to my Japanese wife that many people are specialists, but these same specialists can sometimes seem almost oddly unaware and incurious of a lot that’s outside of their particular field. And some are not even that good at their alleged specialty. Maybe due to a narrow specialisation! Who knows? Of course being a middle aged guy, I have repeated this point a little too often, thus specialising in boring my wife.

My wife has noted without any notes, how the Samurai had to be good at a wide range of disparate and curiously complimentary skills, such as flower arranging and sword fighting skills.

“Hey Nobu! Look at my roses and while ya at it, take out the guy on the left!”

It made the dears rather highly attuned and uniquely hardened, but like bamboo, kind of flexible to a rather harsh reality. Therefore all the more able to function spontaneously and to adapt to the demands of a relentlessly real, asymmetrical warfare. Plus the art of not just survival, but of crushing victory. Life or death as Dr Johnson noted, are very mind focusing choices. Or should be.

Of course it ain't so common to do the Samurai thing today. But then, ritual suicide has lost much of its allure, both as a party trick or as a fun filled and light hearted afternoon.

This is partly why I'm not always in awe of some of the folks ya supposed to be impressed with, because even though they have the title and papers, they may not be so er, good per se. Don’t get me wrong, I admire greatly the many people who are far better than I can ever be. In fact, I’m positively bursting with admiration! Though the ill suited and incompetent are as convincing as a dentist with bad teeth. Or a blogger that few read. Er hum, ah, um.

Dear sports, daily global Islamic terrorism is an empirical and immediae reality, unless one is a Left infected boob. Then nothing is real but fantasy.

The humanly flawed scale of the free, Democratic and Capitalist West, with human rights won in blood, is in serious and mortal peril. No, really. Now would I kid you? We're in the middle of an extended, undeclared and bizarrely denied World War IV. WWIII being the Cold War, with today neither a Winston Churchill nor General Patton in sight.

Much of our authorities, security services, media, academics, entertainment industry goofballs and so on, are deluded, confused, mediocre, suicidally PC, addled by Left/Liberal platitudes and ideology, research free, cowards, liars, treasonous, just not good enough, incompetent, badly dressed and overweight. Think Mike Moore, a man who has not starved, despite the alleged inferiority of the free and affluent US lifestyle, to that of the crushing Gulag poverty of Cuba.

That brings me to the Victorian Police Commissioner Christine, I am not a PC kook, Nixon.

Yes, where do I begin? Er, with the dull, dull, dull and infinitely predictable short sheeted broadsheet of the Age newspaper for Saturday August 25 2007, at the bottom of page one. It’s all the way to the bottom of our own security and cultural suicide, folks.

The headline written by the headless about the muddle headed is seemingly aimed at sticking our necks out so that we are eventually beheaded was, and I kid you not, "Ditch War On Terror’: Nixon”.

Sure, if the other side dumps the Global Caliphate via mass murder, infiltration and the "We can’t wait till we get nukes!" attitude. And then suicides en masse in the desert. Their desert. See, just don't mention the war and it goes away!

Shouldn’t we should clearly identify this conflict and our global enemy, by calling it what it is, a war against aggressive Islam? Is there another kind? Nope.

That would still leave out the various Communist dung heaps and various other dysfunctional combinations of non Democratic freaks etc. Quite the conundrum. Not really. They're all pals today.

What does our cheerful Chief say? It’s a riot of non-confidence building for the future and beyond, baby. Basically we should not really use unpleasant words and phrases like "war on terror" or "terrorist". So I guess rag headed freak fucker is out of line then?

Or we can she implies, refer to Muslims in ways that simply ignore and deny the quite taken for granted and just under the surface threat of being ever ready to be offended and the the er, violence. Always with the violence. Nixon is nicely in line with British PM Gordon Brown's own stupid lines of insane PC drivel.

Regards the phrase war on terror “It has very much the ring of the war on drugs and I think that it was not necessarily a good term to use”, sayeth the Chief of Chunks. Yeah right, dump the war on terror, [terror being a tactic] like aerial bombing, and call it by the true title of a War Against Islam, like the war against Nazism and Communism. It's the same beast, except amazingly, even worse being essentially apocalyptic.

Hey yeah, Nixxy baby, calling it World War II was so alienating to the Nazis, Imperial Japan and Fascist Italy, right? So we’re apparently under explosive armed global attack by drug dealers and there’s no difference between the corruption of selling narcotics for money and power etc, and using that to finance blowing up school girls for example, or committing really any act for a global religious messianic goal. Got it. Nuance.

“Pssst! Wanna buy a homicide/suicide belt? Top drawer Saudi Gold. It’ll take ya freakin' head off!”

Term, shmerm. If you can’t even recognise Islamic warfare enough to even name it, you need to take a short course in observation and the analysis, which is the basic skill set of an even average Detective. Or step aside for someone less squeamish about facing a rapidly escalating fact. Not the best time to play to the cheaper PC seats. Maybe a Police Chief should be a cool, tough professional with a spine, but what do I know?

I think Mark Steyn said that denying Islamic terror and its goals is akin to saying after Pearl Harbour in 1941, that we are not at war with Bushido, Emperor worship, Shintoism and militarism, or even with the Japanese and fundamental elements of their culture, but are in fact fighting surprise aerial attacks. And we'll do it all via police work! Riiight. Good luck.

Here's a gut turner. “It is not about a war on that issue” said Misty Christie meaning by “that issue”, ta da! Terrorism!

"Ooh! Don’t let that yukky issue touch me!"

It gets better. “It is about policing in many ways, it is about working with local communities and so I think it exaggerates the issue”.

Stop exagerating 9/11! It wasn't that bad! I guess that would be the local community that has no real organised leadership, the one that has made 750 no go zones in a deeply Islam infected France.

Or perhaps it’s the ones that seem to have not staged a single protest against a single one of the over 11,000 known extremely violent murderous Islamist terror attacks since 9/11? Certainly none as public and enervated as the many public Muslim screaming demands for death by beheading and Sharia law etc, all held regularly and without serious censure in Londonistan etc.

Maybe it’s the one that in virtually every survey of Muslims in the West shows a significant percentage equating to conservatively around 91 million Muslims worldwide supporting the aims of Jihadists and Al Qaeda? Could be, Jim.

Where exactly is this moderate Muslim community? The true Muslim community is somewhere where many in the West are not. It's in a place where Muslims believe totally in their own culture and faith, and are far more determined to implement its complete destiny in any way whatsoever, and more than we are determined to even maintain ours.

When any Muslim makes any criticism of Islam, they are always criticised, attacked, threatened or murdered by fellow Muslims and ignored or criticised by the Western intelligentsia and MSM, if reported at all.

There are millions of Muslim people simply living their lives, but Islam will always be problematic. Many Muslims yearn to escape the failure and dysfunction of their own cultures and country. I've had Muslim friends and neighbours. Muslims are said to not be an amorphous group per se, but curiously can often have much in common and many widely repeated characteristics of outlook, or er, inlook. And they do describe themselves as the Ummah, or literally the Muslim mass. And outside of it, everything is seen as gee, inferior, no matter how tolerent.

A common Muslim characteristic is the eagerness for believing in the most absurd and innately contradictory conspiracy theories, especially regards the Jews, the USA and the West ad nauseum. The victim mentality is extremely popular and virtually indispensable. There is the laughably tragic inability to focus on any of the oppression and abject failure of their own rulers, institutions and religion.

Talking to Muslims is usually all dandy unless you mention Jews, women's rights, gays, any sexuality, Capitalist Democracy, human rights, secularism, freedom of speech, art, music or any artistic expression to freedom in general etc, etc. For many Westerners, they cannot grasp what this assault on all our hard won freedoms and decency actually means.

Ironically, the biggest oppressors and murderers of Muslims are fellow Muslims.

If the apologists and serial deniers for Islam really cared about the real and actual oppression of Muslims, they would take Islam very seriously. But in their moral vanity, empty posturing and meaningless fashionable platitudes of anti-Americanism and self loathing, they can never do anything constructive, responsible or courageous at all.

All over the world, mosques are run by extremists backed with billions of Saudi petro dollars to spread Wahabist Islamism. Saudis only have petro dollars mostly as like most Islamic countries they produce next to nothing.

“Exaggerates the issue”.

Yes, that would be the "issue" of the Bali bombing, 9/11, Madrid, London, thousands of kidnappings and murders like that of Iraqi or Thai or Afghani or Israeli or English schoolgirls etc, and of twenty seven children getting candy from GI’s in Iraq etc.

The same "issue" in Afghanistan with the murder of teachers and Doctors, the Morocco bombings, African mayhem etc, etc. Or the thousands of beheadings, the murder of Christian school girls, the murder of over 150,000 in Northern Thailand, the Iranian promise to “wipe Israel of the map”, and the hanging by Iran of over 4,000 for being gay, many of them minors, the riots by French Muslim “youth” or the thousands of thwarted plans etc “issue”?

Nix to that Nixon, said in part to the question on Iraq as a motivator for groups in Australia that we have “a range of people who get offended”. Offended eh?

Yep, well that’s a good enough excuse and surely enough “motivation”. Of course it’s nothing to do with Islam’s inherently violent character and empirical history right up to today that splits the world into two parts, the one of Islam and the one where Islam wages a continuous war of aggression to subdue completely, absolutely everyone and everything.

No, it couldn’t be, Mister!

Mohammed was a mass murdering Warlord and paedophile who hallucinated the crude, insane and unreadable Koran in a cave, all while a kept toy boy. Then "Hey Mo!" conquered and subjugated by the sword, a large swathe of the then known world. His rotten legacy was a freakish doctrine of perpetual war via a hideous marauding bandit army that later came within a few hundred kilometres of Paris. Islam then spent the next centuries as a 7th century parasite and right up to today.

Could be a problem. Ya reckon?! Huh?!

Wissy Chrissy the cultural milk sop said it's important to maintain good relationships with Muslim groups. Er, that pre-supposes that we don’t do that already as a natural part of an open, modern and Liberal culture by among many other things, immigration and a peculiar reverse assimilation to the incoming er, culture. And we have to do this why? Or the latent threats of violence will surface easily enough and a significant percentage will attack us, right? That's the truth. Anything but admit that Left Liberal multicultism is largely a bankrupt lie. How come no other group but Muslims have this dysfunctional caveat and problem on such a massive and relentless scale?

Inspector Nixx said any response had to be measured. Er, no. A response is by definition too late, and so we should logically be pre-emptive and effective as in World War II. Any actions have to maintain ones own culture, secularism, faith and freedom and be overwhelming. Decisive and absolute victory is preferable to slow defeat and dhimmitude, I believe.

The most imprtant measurement of in a war is between the force used and the target.

For many of the boobs in charge and those with a privileged media voice, our civilisation and survival seems to be entirely open to negotiation with our mortal enemies. Odd, innit?

Hardly a surprise though, when Nixon’s suffocating non-ideas and policies regards local police work, are stuffed with warm, fuzzy and debilitating PC junk. And as I write this, the Police are about to take industrial action under the banner "Put the Pinch back on Crime!" Well, I'll be, and after all of Nixon's great work for the last several years. Some folks are so ungrateful!

Anyway, dig this from one of the key people who are supposed to possess the clarity of intellect and thinking skills to uphold our security in the current festivities. Drivelled the Nixer, “When you look at the number of people who have been killed by terrorist incidents within Western countries, yes, it is an appalling tragedy and loss of life, but we are losing a lot more people in a lot of other ways”.

Great Logical Fallacy drool, eh? Yeah, a real “tragedy”.

A bummer. Just like Hamlet I suppose. Er, no. Oh, that’s ok then. Let’s give it a pass. Er, at the minimum it takes only a handful of Islamist superdorks to achieve a fairly apocalyptic result. If Nix doesn't realise, then she's the very wrong person for the job.

The only reason Jihad heads have not used nukes is that they ain't got them yet. Victorian Police Chief Christine Nixon is in short, a seemingly wilful incompetent, and PC addled putz. Isn’t this kinda dangerous for us?

One more round of official stupidity for ya folks, then you can sleep safe and secure in the knowledge that er, forget about that. Take a dozen pills instead.

In the Australian newspaper for Sat 16/17 September 2006, a letter to the Editor quoted a Dr Colin Wastell of Macquarie University’s Centre for Policing, Intelligence and Counter Terrorism. Yes, but can he tie his own shoes? Perhaps not.

He said that terrorists are “responding to injustices and are not religious fanatics!” I guess if I find an injustice today, is it then OK if I blow up Mrs Wilson at Number 7?

Regards whether Islamist terrorist freaks are genuine religious terrorist freaks... if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it's a damn duck, sporty.

He continued ad nauseum that indeed suicide bombers “are people of deep concern, of deep thought about the injustice that they see being done to the people they identify with”. Deep, huh? Freaking unbelievable.

Yep, in this moral relativism, Bin Laden is just like Martin Luther King and Albert Schweitzer! What’s truly horrible is that this man advises Police and Government agencies on this very subject. And yet there’s more!

A Dr Riaz Hassan who also teaches to the same clientele about, ’Suicide Missions: Strategic Logic, Planning, Recruitment and Impact’, agrees. Does he advise against terrorists or train them? Who knows! It's so zany and madcap!

Dr Hassan shares the view with Dr Wasted that there is “no connection between religious fundamentalism and terror!" Great news.

It’s great that they can join each other’s views together so seamlessly, though I imagine that one day the theorising may suddenly come apart rather explosively.

Well, that’s settled. No problem then. Thank God for that. How can I possibly be relaxed and comfortable with these saps and dangerous fools being in positions of power and influence?

Sadly, on the front cover of the same edition, the Federal Police Commissioner Bill Keelty ran an embarrassingly and eerily similar line. Apparently it’s not Muslims we should be concerned about much at all, but other ethnic groups. I don’t know if it’s their decency or their stupid ideological filter that’s worse or more dangerous.

Yeah, I can’t sleep at night thinking about the Sons of Hawaii Final Aloha Martyrs or The Welsh Choir of Death, the Osaka Salary Men of Revenge Happiness and The Taiwanese Non-Denominational Dumpling Throwers.

One thing old sports, why do they say suicide bomber as if the people concerned are blowing themselves up in their basement? If they called in Danno and Steve from Hawaii Five O to the average suicide bomb scene, Danno would say, "Yep, it looks like a Homicide-Suicide, Chief".

The aim is to kill and maim others, not just to destroy yourself I believe. To call it merely a suicide gives a little bit of a profoundly false cache to this delusional act like a burning monk. Notice how Buddhist monks set fire only to themselves in a clear street and not in a café, school or hospital?

Let’s start a global thing shall we, to call Islamist terror exactly what it is, not brave acts for justice for disillusioned Saudi billionaires, or acts with any justifiable provocation whatsoever, or possessing of a worthy gripe, an excuse or a cause, but world wide oppression and murder. Mass murder is both Islam’s means and end.

The demands of Islamists are explicit. They have none beyond our complete submission and death. There are also tactical and strategic diversions via phony multiple excuses and deception known as Taqiyya. Lies for a naive and open West.

Unless of course we consider surrender, conversion to Islam, eternal dhimmitude and our own mass executions as starting points for er, "talks".

Cathy comes home to Sunny Vale Retirement Gardens.

From Friday 28 December 2007.

Sadly, by the time Mrs McGillicuddy arrived at Sunny Vale, she was completely insane and totally raving. "You will obey me!" she'd scream at her carers, as they changed her matching tailored outfits and sheets, sometimes up to a dozen times a day.



Old people are often just plain nuts. Mrs McGillicuddy kept on imploring me, “Won’t you please tell me?!” Er, tell you what exactly?

“Oh, won’t you please just tell me?!” And? Well, that was the whole spooky thing as far as she was concerned. And she continued. “This hospital is just like my shop!” And what kind of shop did you have there, kid?

“I don’t know, but this place is just like it!” Mrs McGillicuddy had seen me a few times over a grand total of a few weeks and she told me rather eerily, “After all these years, you haven’t changed...”

And indeed I haven’t. Not with my Time Machine which gives me total power over the space time continuum. Yep, I still wear the same feeble paper party hat I had when I was 12. It’s a kind of sparkly green cone shaped affair with a jaunty orange chicken feather. I’m known for it in fact.

“There goes Colonel Neville wearing his trademark festive headwear!” they say in admiration.

And that’s the thing, you can’t control your environment, and how life is bound to end badly. It’s just hard to get inspired by drip feeds and heavily darned cardigans patterned with soup stains. When my own Mother became very ill, after a long period of mysterious poisoning, the most important thing for her personally, was to remain useful, to feel wanted and important.

Sadly, she was none of those things, so I found her suitable employ as a test pilot. And people have called me heartless! How many sons get their elderly Mother's a job with great new career opportunities?

She seemed to enjoy it and really rallied around. Sometimes Mummy would be so excited when I was strapping her into the latest version of the TX9000 High Altitude Death Cruiser, that I’d have to open her a fresh bottle of Whiskey and give her an injection.

The powerful G forces really worked a miracle on her humped back and when she’d return from a test flight, usually by parachute, she’d be so straightened and flattened out, that I often sent her home via post in a plain yellow envelope. Mother always enjoyed that and would tell me how she passed time on the trip, bursting the plastic bubbles while just waitin’ around in the Post Office box that I had rented and furnished for her.

Are old people boring? Not if you don’t listen to a word they say and keep them in the attic. It’s horrible really what may become of us all, focused for hours on end over a single bread crumb in the centre of a vast sea of creepy carpet, while covered in saliva and oatmeal, and that's on formal occasions.

My Mother was obsessed with making endless frozen meals at an ever decreasing cost per unit and storing them in vast piles in deep freezers.

Mother: “Look! These 400 chipped beef dinners work out at less than 15c a meal! They’re ripping you off at a restaurant. I can feed your Father and I for a whole year for only fifty-two dollars. I could have supplied Ice Station Zebra for over three years for less than the cost of a budget priced Chihuahua!”

Always with the Ice Station Zebra. Yes, and why waste a good Chihuahua?

Old people are funny. Er, no, actually they’re not, not at all. Not while you’re still in the same room with them. Generally, they’re depressing and extraordinarily dull and boring. Hey, Dull and Boring, who’ll ever forget them? They’re paranoid, uninterested in anything later than four decades ago and for some unfathomable reason they often dig synthetic materials over natural, especially in furniture, teeth and hair.

And man, what’s a doily for anyway? Claustrophobia as an interior decorating statement. And if you ever move one of those embroidered spider webs even a fraction, you’ll be, oh so severely, admonished! When they're out of the room, just try removing a doily. They'll always know.

Why doilies? Doilies look creepy, super daggy, claustrophobic, pointless, crispy and yellowed with stains and dust and creepy and fussy and creepy and so curiously 19th Century. Hey, a two hundred year old genteel knick knack accessory! It's the latest thing!

Every senior citizen in a wig or toupee looks like they borrowed it from a window store mannequin, or the wardrobe department for Lancelot Link. Always with the same follicles akimbo and head mat on an angle, riding high and kinda hovering, like a powerful wind slammed a door very hard. It’s from the Jerry Lewis Kabuki Fright Wig Range. And why not. It's a freak country.

Man, old people don’t really like art, music or oddly, good food. Not really. Especially art that looks like digested food and music with any kind of beat, including the more daring and contemporary forms of Polka. Their preferred art looks so much like something that it looks like nothing, and you know what it is because you’ve seen it so many times on a cookie tin.

The only attractive thing about old folks, apart from their permanent chocolate biscuit collection, is that they’re not teenagers, because old people are actually identical to five-year olds, except for the bed wetting. Sadly, old people never grow out of it.

And teenagers are so easily offended. I said to a teen, “What are you going to be when you’re no longer an embarrassing, confused and irritating pain in the ass?” And they took offence at that!

There are certain inappropriate words and phrases you should never use with a teen. Like “Do this…” “Clean this”, “Listen to me”, “Wait a little”, “Consider others sometimes”,“Think carefully”, “Be yourself”, “Think of the future”, “I know what I’m talking about”, “I have no money” and the worst one of all is, “Hey, I really like that too!”

My Mother once said to me that Neil Diamond was not a has-been if he was good in the past. And imagine if you’re barely excitingly average to begin with? Ah, the Golden Years. But that’s incontinence for ya. I’m just glad there’s nothing that's an embarrassing drag or unpleasant about middle-aged people.

$port Inc. meets Communi$t Murder Inc.

Happy Comrades at the Beijing Olympic opening ceremony, officially agreeing that the Chinese Communist government has really, really, really changed! No, really. Oops, sorry! Wrong computer generated graphic! Hey, has anyone noticed that the Chinese Olympic Symbol looks exactly like a short and veiny penis?




"Paperwork grounds jetliners", said a newscaster. Why didn’t they bloody fold ‘em better, then? "Ethically unfit and easily frightened athletes apologise to mass murdering totalitarian Communists", a newscaster didn’t say, though that's precisely what kinda happened.

Whenever I see those conical hats upon the tumbrel of a “Self-Criticism” session, I always noted the excellent use of Standard A2 Size White Paper. Did you ever seen such perfect corners and seams?

“You’ve got to know when to hold ‘em , know when to fold ‘em”. Kenny Rogers, who knew a lot about making a really good paper aeroplane and contradicting a Commie rat with a gun.

“Well, did you evah? Have you evah? What a swell party this is!” Did You Evah? Cole Porter.

It’s enough to make you weep! Hey, I hope I wasn’t out of line with the crack about the Cultural Revolution and the murder of millions?

Lord Keynes: "When the facts change, I change my mind. What do you do, sir?"

It’s funny, innit? But turn on to most any of the sub-par product of our MSM, and everything sounds like a joke to the swinging and witty. Well, because mostly it is a joke. A rolling joke, in which the subject matter barely exists in depth and meaning, and ceases to at all once the contrived focus is um, averted, distracted and...

“ Ah, gee, what’s that noise over there? It seems so shiny, new, important and exciting! Oh, it’s the same disappointing repackaged Soylent Green! Check. Soylent Green is people!”

Thus no matter how freakishly pointed and unexpected, everything still largely ends up being the same story. The one that sells advertising or satisfies the moral vanity of media boobs, rarely offering effective insight, analysis or yuk, empirical truth.

“Cos the Joker laughs at you!” I Am The Walrus. The Beatles.

The writer Gordon Burn has written a neato book on this very subject of the contrivance, artificiality, lies and manipulation of the goldfish bowl of the MSM. It’s called 'Born Yesterday: The news as a novel'.

Here's a joke: So four athletes walk into a Beijing Airport built in honour of firing squads. What? They don’t honour them? Hey, credit where credit is due, baby. They help to hold Red China together, and don’t you forget it. In the largely taxpayer funded "Spirit of the Olympics". Just whut is dat? Bunkum.

Read as the necessary uber self-obsession of the top athlete, plus the required acquiescence to whatever corrupt and freakish regime you are currently performing the pointless behaviour of jumping higher, running faster and endorsing a worthless drink for more cash in, and so on.

Ok, I digress. The athletes left the plane wearing face masks to laughably avoid the well known smog, [Just like Asians most everywhere Asian do, Jim.] and got into trouble for it. So in the er, "Spirit of the Olympics", they apologised! Er, sure. I’ll apologise, if the dirty Communist clique apologises for murdering over forty million or so Chinese etc.

But apologise, our great athletes did, in the er, "Spirit of the Olympics!". Our Foreign Minister, Roger Quisling, er sorry, Stephen Smith, says that protesting about mass murder in a totalitarian dictatorship that funds Zimbabwe, Sudan and so on, would be against you guessed it, "The Spirit of the Olympics".

Gee, maybe having the Olympics in China will change the minds of the few people in total power for um, no particular reason? Just like attending the 1936 Olympics in Berlin did so much to open up Nazi Germany, thus making the Third Reich see the error of their ways. If only Hitler had Google to filter out his failures...

The Olympics are big money and power cloaked with their meaningless drivel of sportsmanship. [And oddly, big money losers too.] The IOC is corrupt and phoney says I. Have they got an office at the the UN? Gotta have!

For the local people, the Olympics mean often more oppression, denial of their meagre rights and ever more marginalisation. It’s balls really, that sport is anywhere near as important as it’s relentlessly made out to be. It’s easy actually. It's repetitive games for often narcissistic and indulged adults plus massive advertising and product endorsement, innit?

“It was never meant to be a game!” Rollerball.

The control of modern industrialised sport is by and for the very rich. Even the bleachers are often beyond the plebs. I don’t have much interest in being a duped spectator to the bread and circus that often covers such profound ugliness and Hell, boredom.

The 2008 Beijing Olympics is merely Communist propaganda writ hideously and robotically large, and presented on our own public and commercial media, and we/they pay for it! What is the "Spirit of the Olympics", exactly? Well, it ain’t for you! And it ain’t about being too concerned about the murder of millions or a vast apparatus of lies and exploitation. So balls, really.

I’ve still got a great article somewhere written by a European immigrant who made the perhaps correct and startling observation that for many Australians “Only sport is real, the rest is in shadows”. For some reason, we do have real problems with depth in many things. No really. It could be many things and often is, but it often ain't the same as the er, brochure, is it?

Thus our films and more are far too often emotionally shallow, lacking dynamic, usually un-sexy, lacking in nuance and thus rather pointless if they are not in the end, entertaining.

When I was a kid uninterested in the repetitive conformity of not just sport, and whenever my Dad introduced me to a male adult, they seemingly always and only asked a sport question of me, usually along the lines of “And what team do you barrack for, nipper?”

“Er, I don’t really, um, follow football”, says clueless little me.

They would always look beyond puzzled and almost sickened, then turn around and walk away without saying a word. And this to a small boy! Naturally I thought that most adult males at the time appeared to be stupid, dull and heartless bores.

The poor level of entertainment choices when I was a kid could mostly fit in a cheap shoe box. You’d settle in for the meagre Saturday afternoon movie for example, and it wouldn’t come on most of the time if there was any sport on. And the sport would go overtime by maybe six hours! Why? Cos EVERYBODY loves sport more than anything else in life! I mean, what else is there? Actually, Australians spend more on the arts than sport, but that won't shift units and fit the dominant paradigm, eh?

For many, the equivalent of the old joke about “We have both kinds of music, Country and Western”, could be "...we sometimes have both kinds of meaning in life: Sportsman and spectator".

Is sport all creepy and so on? Er, no, not at all, I guess. There are many very good reasons and benefits to doing it such as team work, fitness and free fruit.

It’s just the mindless and coercive dominance of it, and often to the exclusion of all else that for me, drains sport of its limited appeal as an amusing and rather pointless past-time. Games are largely for children, ain’t they? No, really.

Hey, of course there’s nothing wrong with doing sport. That's until it’s taken to be the seemingly most serious, important focus and goal for a whole nation, and the alleged thoughts of sports people are deemed somehow interesting or relevent outside of the game, whatever it is.

Man, no I love mindless mass conformity! Who doesn't? So sure, there’s nothing wrong with sport except for ah, a lot of things.

Here’s Andrew Bolt, one of the few locally to point out the bleeding obvious about China’s Olympics. It ain’t for the games, kids. It’s for the power and phony image building.

Dig The Jackboot Games.

“Television coverage of the opening ceremony revealed that thousands of the spectators in the stands were in fact police and soldiers, while official cheerleaders stood in the aisles choreographing the applause.

Outside, most Beijing residents have been kept well away from the venues. Crowds trying to watch the opening night fireworks from the subway station nearest to the athletes village were pushed away by paramilitary police. Crowds in the street were moved on”.

Hey, ya gotta love that Olympic spirit! Smells like totalitarian spirit... Here’s Andy again on the miniature girl singers switcheroo.

I liked this comment except for the last bit of baloney from Bernard:

“What a load of garbage Australia constantly sterilizes its media image by presenting cute little blonds throughout the whole spectrum of media including its 2000 Olympics. Nicki Webster was the little cutsie they used for the Olympics. Australians are a disgrace with their constant tokenism of other races where it suits them in the media especially with the race they killed off, the Aboriginals. You all need a damn good whacking”.

Pretty good, but er, “killed off?” I guess that’s why there are more Aborigines today than 200 years ago then? So er, no. But a good try at kicking a goal for your faux Sainthood nonetheless. And it’s not really Australians as a whole per se, that are the “disgrace”, as much as the ad agencies, media and politicians etc, in charge of most things that have a voice.

But then I was not ever really much of a team player, either on the sports field or the firing squad.

Anti -Semitism means a billion or two losers whose heads are full of shit.

Hey, play spot the inspirational genius! None of these utterly crippled and bog ugly minded Islamist geeks, have ever produced a scientific paper in the neuro-sciences! Surprised?! Shocked?! Nope.

Sadly they were much more busy deciding whether to take their kids along on a homicide/suicide bombing and such, as you do. Thus the massive Islamic contribution to improving the world adding up to zero. Find me another group other than Muslims, who do this as an empirically accepted and relentless part of their culture and government policy, that ain't Islamic, baby...and I'll ask Sean Penn to marry me.





Dear sports, for no particular reason, I’ll dedicate this post to a mass produced creep by the handle of er, AdoreIslam, who like millions of other dumb as a comb full of dandruff and brainwashed retards, loves to post earnest hopes for “destroying Israel” and the er, “zionanzis” via that comment playground of the misfit and imbecile, YouTube. Hey, what insane freak doesn’t whack off over Mohammad, Che the child killer or a stripe assed baboon?

Of course, A.I, [Absent Intelligence, Amazingly Inbred, All Idiot?] is nothing special nor even the worst, cos let’s face it, there’s millions and millions like this. Check out his YouTube page and all his monumentally charmless and boring pals, if ya can be bothered. Actually, don't. As per usual, pointlessly filled with unreadable, meaningless, humourless faux piety, authentic gloom and compulsory violence, inferred, stated and out there, baby.

Now really, when was the last time you had an intelligible, coherent and non-threatening er, dialogue, with a Muslim online? Sure, ex-Muslims and dissident Muslims, but practicing foot scrubbers and folks who apparently dig spending Saturday nights watching beheading videos?

Er, personally I’ve never had a conversation with one that wasn’t odd, silly, weird, ignorant, stupid, sub-rational, plain mad or a likely reject as a circus freak. And that’s after responding to a veritable manure pile of neo-killers on YouTube and elsewhere. Hey, maybe it's just my experience, though unlikely. I've never found much variation on this and I know nobody who has really, nor can I recall stumbling upon the mythical oasis of practicing Muslim normality, unless apostate. And certainly not normal as the norm, as you naturally find with well, nearly every enormous group outside of a mental ward. Where are they? And here’s the thang.

Islamist toilet bowl dancers are virtually identical in many ways to Leftard Che the child killer Guevara lickers, Gnome Chumpsky grovellers and Obama the Manchurian Candidate flunkies. No, really. Leftoids merely have the thin veneer of allegedly being reasonable folks, or at least in their mind. This provided by an often bogus University education, you know, the kind of thing that doesn’t limit stupidity as much as reinforces it.

In fact, such repulsively clichéd turds as Leftards and Islamists are interchangeable. This is why Bin Laden issues by the numbers Left platitudes of mediocrity while drivelling on the exact same pet causes as well, Left Liberals do. Cos folks, they’re often the same deluded and vain shit bags.

“No need to rush the stage. There’s enough Jew hatred for everybody! Then sadly, I must fly straight to the London Mosque, where I’m due for a butt reaming from a Hamas spokesman. Sadly it’s London Ontario, so I’ll have to lie even faster!” George Galloway. Contender for the crown of British Arsehats.

Yep, no matter how er, reasonable a Muslim starts or their website reads, it never, yes never, lasts. Just like at the delightful London Mosque, an article on their crazy man, “Rally for Peace!” is so “understanding”. Yes, that’s the word. Until you get to this.

“With such disproportionate suffering, it is problematic, if not outright obscene, to call upon the victim to somehow intervene to slow down the suffering”. London Mosque site.

"Yep, ah's a reckin' it wud, Sherrif..."

Dig the whole article and you’ll see how they peddle a particularly clever style o moral equivalence, thus avoiding the sticky fact that Muslims attack Jews and everyone else, and always have, and not really per se, the reverse.

“Writing in the Israeli newspaper Ha'aretz, Gideon Levy described Israel as the ‘neighbourhood bully' while Ze'ev Maoz reminded Israelis that they would be deluded to think they have the moral high ground in this war”. LOM.

Great. Quote a self loathing Leftard Jew. Why not? The Melbourne Age newspaper does it as a matter of course. We got a ton of ‘em here in our MSM. The chances of an effective pro-Israel Jewish voice being given a regular media voice is about zero.

And gee, they say at the old London Mosque these kind words about the unindicted-co-conspirators and massive Islamist geekoids of CAIR, under “Organizations that work to foster understanding about Islam and Muslims”. Read as deception and manipulation of the law.

Yes, everyone is always “misunderstanding” Islam, ain’t they? The fact is, the clear minded, confident and researched understand it instinctively as the negative, creepy and intimidating threat it is, being an implied and acted upon one whenever possible.

According to the Londonistan Mosque Canada Branch, CAIR brings chummy understanding “Through activism in the areas of media relations, anti-discrimination and political advocacy, CAIR-CAN aims to educate Canadians and empower Canadian Muslims. We believe misrepresentations of Islam are most often the result of a lack of knowledge on...” Bollocks and frog shit.

The only misrepresentations are in the positive, bucko. How does one misrepresent a beheading, a pet market bombing, the Beslan school massacre or the words of the Ayatollah Khomeini? They also link to the Canadian Islamic Conference, Canadian Muslims for Peace and Justice and my favourite, the Canadian Palestinian Association of London.

Amazingly laughable statements of alleged reasonableness and niceness, even in their names, eh?

A bit like “Try new really good nice great and nice good cleaner! No, it’s really good!” Some product. Who could imagine that a doctrine of perpetual religious warfare founded by a paedophile rapist and Jew killer, could be so understanding and nice?

Yep, the Taquiyaa is where they start, kids. Where it ends is our infiltration, dhimmitude and death. Dear London Mosque. You’re really a bunch of typical fuckers really, ain’t cha?

And here in Oz, the government funds pro-terrorist websites at the Macquarie University. Via the brave, honest and therefore rare in the Australian media, Andrew Bolt.

"Excuse me, but why is Macquarie University publishing such a diatribe of hatred, barely indistinguishable from old-fashioned Jew-baiting? Where is any pretence, even, of presenting both sides of a critical debate?” Andrew Bolt.

But enough on the vast hordes of what are best termed thick as a train axle. The true source of anti-Semitism is the jealousy of the mediocre and of the sub moron, and the grudges of the undistinguished faux intellectual. Of course, it’s not just the Islamic world that’s a Jew hating wonderland. We are infested with countless mice nests of relentless and hideous critics of Jews here. From the aforementioned self-loathing suicidal and Islamist girlfriends, to out and out pro-Hamas cubicle dwellers.

Now I just want to show in stark empirical contrast, how such miserable envy and self-hatred may have come about. Dig this little vid on how much we owe the Jews and by default, America and Britain. Then read this cool set of stats via the magnificent and courageous Michael Burd.

From Da Burd!

“The global Islamic population is approximately 1,200,000,000. One billion and two hundred million is 20% of the world’s population. They have received the following Nobel Prizes:

Literature:

1988 - Najib Mahfooz. "Najib was stabbed in the back by Egyptian Moslem fundamentalists in 1997 because he supported the Peace Process between the Arabs ("Palestinians") and Israelis. Najib was partially paralyzed as a result". From Masada.

Peace:

1978 - Mohamed Anwar El-Sadat
1994 - Yasser Arafat. "Norwegian, Kaare Kristiansen was a member of the Nobel Committee. He resigned in 1994 to protest the awarding of a Nobel "Peace Prize" to Yasser Arafat, whom he correctly labeled a "terrorist". From Masada.
1990 - Elias James Corey. [Colonel Neville: He's actually a Christian Arab.}
1999 - Ahmed Zewai

Economics:

0

Physics:

0

Medicine:
1960 - Peter Brian Medawar. [Colonel Neville: He was actually born in Brazil to a British Mother and Lebanese Father.] Via stopislam.
1998 - Ferid Mourad

A total of seven. [Colonel Neville: Impressive, eh? Maybe they should look down the couch!]

The global Jewish population is approximately 14,000,000, and fourteen million is about 0.02% of the world’s population. They have received the following Nobel Prizes:

Literature:

1910 - Paul Heyse
1927 - Henri Bergson
1958 - Boris Pasternak
1966 - Shmuel Yosef Agnon
1966 - Nelly Sachs
1976 - Saul Bellow
1978 - Isaac Bashevis Singer
1981 - Elias Canetti
1987 - Joseph Brodsky
1991 - Nadine Gordimer World

Peace:

1911 - Alfred Fried
1911 - Tobias Michael Carel Asser
1968 - Rene Cassin
1973 - Henry Kissinger
1978 - Menachem Begin
1986 - Elie Wiesel
1994 - Shimon Peres
1994 - Yitzhak Rabin

Physics:

1905 - Adolph Von Baeyer
1906 - Henri Moissan
1907 - Albert Abraham Michelson
1908 - Gabriel Lippmann
1910 - Otto Wallach
1915 - Richard Willstaetter
1918 - Fritz Haber
1921 - Albert Einstein
1922 - Niels Bohr
1925 - James Franck
1925 - Gustav Hertz
1943 - Gustav Stern
1943 - George Charles de Hevesy
1944 - Isidor Issac Rabi
1952 - Felix Bloch
1954 - Max Born
1958 - Igor Tamm
1959 - Emilio Segre
1960 - Donald A. Glaser
1961 - Robert Hofstadter
1961 - Melvin Calvin
1962 - Lev Davidovich Landau
1962 - Max Ferdinand Perutz
1965 - Richard Phillips Feynman
1965 - Julian Schwinger
1969 - Murray Gell-Mann
1971 - Dennis Gabor
1972 - William Howard Stein
1973 - Brian David Josephson
1975 - Benjamin Mottleson
1976 - Burton Richter
1977 - Ilya Prigogine
1978 - Arno Allan Penzias
1978 - Peter L Kapitza
1979 - Stephen Weinberg
1979 - Sheldon Glashow
1979 - Herbert Charle s Brown
1980 - Paul Berg
1980 - Walter Gilbert
1981 - Roald Hoffmann
1982 - Aaron Klug
1985 - Albert A. Hauptman
1985 - Jerome Karle
1986 - Dudley R. Herschbach
1988 - Robert Huber
1988 - Leon Lederman
1988 - Melvin Schwartz
1988 - Jack Steinberger
1989 - Sidney Altman
1990 - Jerome Friedman
1992 - Rudolph Marcus
1995 - Martin Perl
2000 - Alan J. Heeger

Economics:

1970 - Paul Anthony Samuelson
1971 - Simon Kuznets
1972 - Kenneth Joseph Arrow
1975 - Leonid Kantorovich
1976 - Milton Friedman
1978 - Herbert A. Simon
1980 - Lawrence Robert Klein
1985 - Franco Modigliani
1987 - Robert M. Solow
1990 - Harry Markowitz
1990 - Merton Miller
1992 - Gary Becker
1993 - Robert Fogel

Medicine:

1908 - Elie Metchnikoff
1908 - Paul Erlich
1914 - Robert Barany
1922 - Otto Meyerhof
1930 - Karl Landsteiner
1931 - Otto Warburg
1936 - Otto Loewi
1944 - Joseph Erlanger
1944 - Herbert Spencer Gasser
1945 - Ernst Boris Chain
1946 - Hermann Joseph Muller
1950 - Tadeus Reichstein
1952 - Selman Abra ham Waksman
1953 - Hans Krebs
1953 - Fritz Albert Lipmann
1958 - Joshua Lederberg
1959 - Arthur Kornberg
1964 - Konrad Bloch
1965 - Francois Jacob
1965 - Andre Lwoff
1967 - George Wald
1968 - Marshall W. Nirenberg
1969 - Salvador Luria
1970 - Julius Axelrod
1970 - Sir Bernard Katz
1972 - Gerald Maurice Edelman
1975 - Howard Martin Temin
1976 - Baruch S. Blumberg
1977 - Roselyn Sussman Yalow
1978 - Daniel Nathans
1980 - Baruj Benacerraf
1984 - Cesar Milstein
1985 - Michael Stuart Brown
1985 - Joseph L. Goldstein
1986 - Stanley Cohen [& Rita Levi-Montalcini]
1988 - Gertrude Elion
1989 - Harold Varmus
1991 - Erwin Neher
1991 - Bert Sakmann
1993 - Richard J. Roberts
1993 - Phillip Sharp
1994 - Alfred Gilman
1995 - Edward B. Lewis

TOTAL: One hundred and twenty-nine.

Mike Burd continues: “The Jews are not promoting the brain washing of their children in military training camps, teaching them how to blow themselves up and cause maximum deaths of Jews and other non Muslims!

The Jews don't hijack planes, nor kill athletes at the Olympics, or blow themselves up in German restaurants. There is not a single Jew that has destroyed a church. There is not a single Jew that protests by killing people.

The Jews don't traffic slaves, nor have they leaders calling for Jihad and death to all Infidels. Perhaps the world's Muslims should consider investing more in standard education and less in blaming the Jews for all their problems.

Regardless of your feelings about the crisis between Israel and the Palestinians and Arab neighbours, even if you believe there is more culpability on Israel’s part, the following two sentences really say it all:

“If the Arabs put down their weapons today, there would be no more violence. If the Jews put down their weapons today, there would be no more Israel”. Benjamin Netanyahu.



Colonel Neville: "If the anti-Semite world and the rest, had more people with insight and brains, the Jews should be the most loved people on earth if only for what they have contributed to the world in every worthwhile sphere. Sure, Mrs Finklestein can be annoying, always with the complaining about the ankles! Always with the ankles. I’m telling you!

Now if this is what 14 million souls can do, and many of those are pretty regular folks, imagine what the world lost with the Holocaust and the children they would have had? Imagine how the world could be? It’s as good as it is today, entirely due to a small proportion of people.

If Muslims were as smart as the Jews, they proportionately would have won, [if my wife's figures are right!] 11,055 Nobel Prizes! Or some other absurd figure. Nope, they've got just 7.

And one was for a writer paralized after being stabbed by fellow Muslims. Another was for that fat closet gay gangster, fish headed pervert embezzler, uber liar, fraud and super killer, Yasser 'where's all the fucking money gone?' Arafat. So big congrats there an' all.

At a rather sadly Logical Fallacy afflicted site called er, talkleft, from three years ago, few Leftards could cope with the harsh facts of this list, and must, simply must dismiss it as um, "racist!" Yes, numerical facts are now racist. Riiight. Sure. Good luck with that.

Many creeps just can't admit the Jews get anything right, no matter how truly awesome their evidential achievements are.

For the Saudis, I can understand how distracted they must be, being the worlds biggest down loaders of porn an’ all. For me, the only crisis in the Mid-East is that millions of Muslims want to murder all Jews, and so far they have failed, for the exact same reasons they have produced less Nobel Prize contributors than I have fingers. And why? It’s Islam, Jake.



PS. Here's a few pieces on the bankruptcy of our media. A nice bit from the truly great Zombietime on Reuters photo fraud.

Tom Gross Media on the MSM ignoring the reality of Hamas missile attacks on Israel. And here too.

The wonderful Phyllis Chessler on how the MSM attacks and slanders Israel every day in every way.


Here's YNET News on the Chimp of Iran, Armachimphead and his relentless plan and dream for destroying Israel. Hey, when is someone going to get this gay murdering pinwheel? "If only they'd killed Hitler!" Yeah, and all that. Sadly, they almost never do.

Derek and Clive misunderstand fucking Islam.

Dud: "I said 'ere, Pete. What the fuck is this then?"
Pete: "This is a man's mind in turmoil, Dud. Or in layman's terms, your standard fucking Islam".




Dear sports, here's a request of the week from Saturday 08 December 2007. Yep, it's a real favourite, and not only due to the incredible level of satirical skill and elephant in the room exposing laughs to be had... [Note that Derek and Clive are cleverly using their old names Pete and Dud, because it's er, cheaper.]

But also, cos I'm replaying it in honour of the same delightful Muslim fluffball who goes by the name 'Anonymous', as they always do. Thus proving that Muslim loons really are a minority, as our PC Leftard friends and their Islamist rat pals keep on telling us ad fucking nauseum, because it's always the same one guy called Anonymous. Boom-tish!

Old 'A' for anal sent the following charm free, absurdly incoherent and wished for mayhem laden comment. Er, his spelling and grammar, folks. Excellent as per usual. So take it away, Chuckles, you poor miserable bastard.

Anonymous said: "We TURKS want to kill lots of european and american and all christian we want to cut their throat and i wanna see them beheaded.We want to cut americans and we wanna eat them like kebbop.We TURKS fuck every american and christian.ALLAH!!ALLAH!!ALLAH!!We TURKS fallow Mohammed and Allah to kill christians, europeans an americans.Allahu Ekber!!!"



Derek: Ere’ Pete. Um, you know what I don’t understand? It’s that fucking Islam. I don’t understand a fucking bit of it. It’s mostly for cunts. They’re all cunts, the fucking lot of ‘em!

Clive: Er, what I don’t understand is why Prime Minister Kevin rented balls Rudd has not replied to my letter.

Derek: Er, what was your correspondence concerning, Pete?

Clive: Well Dud, it was a simple message really. "Dear Prime Minister, why are you such a boring, dreary little Lefty cunt? I have sent you a crazed Bengal Tiger. Please let him fly around the Lodge ripping your stupid fucking head off. If you do not like the Bengal Tiger, please send him to the Leader of the Opposition, who is also a cunt. Yours sincerely, Doris". Doris being my non de plume.

Derek: Lovely. You don’t have a plume then, Pete?

Clive: Non.

Clive: As you well know Dud, I’ve thought long and hard that a major part of the training of any celebrity or MSM journalist, should involve compulsory wrestling with a Bengal Tiger, within a locked room.

Derek: A day not spent setting one of the great cats onto one of the great arseholes, is a day fucking wasted, Pete. Actually, 'ere I said! I may be long and hard now! No, the horn has gone. I am sans horn.

Clive: Here, here Dudley, and over there as well. Though I do feel we have discussed your horn sufficiently in the past rather ad nauseum, so to speak. Now you mentioned earlier your er, misunderstanding of Islam, or as we like to call it at the Hippie Eradication Death Squad, the religion of peace...or else!

Derek: It’s bollocks!

Clive: Yes, but that’s only the parts that make the slightest sense at all, which unfortunately, none of it manages to do. The last thing we unenlightened Westerners must never do, with our meaningless and unlimited freedom, awesome art and triumphant science, vast economic success and great traditions of human rights, is to misunderstand Islam. This almost inevitably leads to an explosion. In fact Dud, you will find that more people have exploded, due entirely to misunderstanding the filth of Islam, than all other religions combined since cannibalism.

Derek: Ere, Pete, that Mohammad was a cunt. What a fucker!

[On piano.] A fucker was he, oh yes! What a fucker, was Mohammed! His wife was nine when she was hammered, not by fucking Christ, but Mohammed! What a shit! You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer! Islam gave me fucking cancer!

Clive: Very nice, Dud. And I do just happen to know a fashionable baboon from Surrey who’d be very interested in appearing in a nice art style film clip for your ballad, in praise of the Prophet of Fuck All. Now, regarding our favourite paedophile, rapist, bandit, mass murdering and Jew hating sand freak, Mohammad, well there are rumours and the word has got about, that he also had a negative side.

Derek: It wouldn’t be a side of bacon would it, Pete?

Clive: No, sadly it wouldn’t Dud. Mass murdering kiddie fiddlers covered in lice, filth and sand, consider our friend the pig an unclean creature. An unclean creature they consider it to be. Present any raving Islamist psychopath with a nice sucking pig and unlike us Infidels, they have the depth of religious and moral conviction and the discipline to say, “No, take away your accursed swine cakes and bring me the nine year old childbride instead, and with extra butter”.

Derek: Well, that’s your superior faith for you. So I’m a fucking Infidel then, Pete?

Clive: Yes Dud. Sadly, anyone who is happy, free and enjoying the natural depth, width, variety, human meaning, dynamics and nuance of a normal life is er, ipso facto, an infidel.

Derek: So being a Muslim is a fucking insane laugh then, Pete?

Clive: Yes, Dud. You can do anything you like at anytime, to anyone and anywhere, as long as you keep screaming loud enough and kill thousands of people. As a religion, it’s ideal for the unemployable or your common garden variety child killer. I even considered becoming a Muslim myself but I couldn’t stand the endless screaming and the rivers of blood everywhere, of those who had the slightest reservations, or felt unconvinced by Islam’s peaceful message.

Derek: What is that peaceful message, Pete?

Clive: Islam wants you dead.

Derek: Four little words, that say I love you.

Clive: Exactly Dud. In short, and if I’ve read the brochure right, the truth of Islam is for the most crazy and dangerous bastards on earth.

Derek: The brochure, Pete?

Clive: Yes Dud, or in layman’s terms, the fucking Koran.

Derek: What’s it like to read, Pete?

Clive: There is nothing to like when you read it, Dud. That’s the problem. To get a real taste of the claustrophobia and nausea inducing feel of it, well, do you remember that psycho bint you went out with, the one from the council flats?

Derek: Er, you mean the one with seventy three children, a turban and a beard?

Clive: You have never mentioned the beard before, Dud.

Derek: Didn’t I? Fucking Hell! I thought I mentioned it...anyway I don’t see that cunt anymore, fucking Mona Hammad.

Clive: Mona Hammad?

Derek: Yes, she was always looking up at the sky and scribbling into a Spirax folder.

Clive: What was in the Spirax, Dud?

Derek: I couldn’t really always tell, as most of the pages were stuck together. Er, pretty much unreadable, turgid, crude and insane bollocks, Pete.

Clive: I think you used to fuck Mohammad, Dud. Again.

Derek: What a cunt!

Inner city blues and creeps who hate Jews.

For many of my inner-city Leftard neighbours, anything they believe is always more true than any proven fact. In fact, many things are so stupid, that only those in the inner-city, academics and in-patients can believe them. Nothing is ever startlingly irrational enough to reject as useless, dangerous or insane, as long as it fits the paradigm. Thus "Bush is Hitler" and "Al Gore is a Saint", or Che the child killer Guevara is a fit role model for er, school children, because he hated the free West and was good looking.




Dig, swinging hepcats. Now I live in the inner city. I have for about twenty five years. I like it, no really I do. But the opinions such as they are of the average inner groover and frankly, deluded, ineffective usually Leftoid twerp, are entirely able to be filled in by numbers and over the phone. Their idea of Quality Control is to have no idea of Quality Control.

An absurd and bog standard case in point. I run into an acquaintance and we talk about er, fake fireplaces! Yes, there’s always a place for “Bush/Hitler” drivel, as we shall see.

Colonel Neville: “Maybe put a plastic squirrel or scenes from Dante’s Inferno; Mohammad being thrown into the 9th Circle of Hell where he belongs. What about the heads of those you find despicable, like Hitler, Stalin and...”

Hey, the other guy added the one person he imagined naturally completed this trio. Guess how irrational and historically retarded his choice was, but how perfectly acceptable it is to many a Leftard boob... It's the equation that folks like my temporary pavement pal virtually always go to and without any sense of proportion or embarrasment.

Here’s the clue again: Hitler. Started WWII, crushed and murdered hhis way across Europe etc, murdered six million Jews as part of around sixty million dead, wounded, homeless and insane via a totalitarian, actually fascist Left socialist dictatorship.

Stalin. Murdered around forty-five million, massive Gulag torture death camp system, ruled for decades via Communism, an ideology based on murder, lies, envy, conformity, spite and an enormous scale of inhuman madness, such as children informing on parents and being forced to kill to degrade and kill each other. Uncle Joe helped to beggar, retard and destroy Russia for seventy years, exported totalitarian oppression and hey, he also wanted to rule the world.

Clive: “So, again. Hitler, Stalin and...?"

Derek: “So the definition of a dictator is an absolute ruler of a sovereign state. Is it Mao?”

Clive: “No”.

Derek: “Pol Pot?”

Clive: “No”.

Derek: “Idi Amin, Burma’s Than Shwe, Sudan’s Omar Al Bashir, Robert Mugabe, Islam Karimov in Uzbekistan or Saparmurat Niyazov of Turkmenistan?”

Clive: “No”.

Derek: “Kim Sung in North Korea?”

Clive: “No?”

Derek: “Bokassa?”

Clive: “No”.

Derek: “Papa Doc Duvailer?”

Derek: “Fucking Hell! This is a hard one! Saddam Hussein, King Abdullah of Saudi Arabia, Iran’s Armachimphead and Seyed Ali Khamane’I, Teodoro Obiang Nguema in Equatorial Guinea, the powers in charge of the Congo, Syria’s Assad, Cambodia’s perverts, Castro, Chavez, the killers of Rwanda or China’s Hu Jintao?"

Clive: “Er, yes, er, actually no”.

Derek: "Ok Clive, I’ll just throw these at you and with a little more detail”.

[Long pause while Clive peruses extensive link...and we're back!]



Clive: “Er, no. Not even combined according to the dominant and fashionable sources of the day”.

Derek: “Really?! Fuck me! So it’s Hitler, Stalin and who then?”

Clive: “It’s George Bush, Derek!

Of course, after all, he is an elected President who is happily going to leave office at the end of his term; who presides over the worlds most free, successful Western Capitalist and free market Democracy. He’s liberated Afghanistan and Iraq, and given billions toward combating AIDS and many other things. He’s a fairly ordinary married guy and has never murdered anyone.

He also fully supports the Jewish state. He’s continued to bankroll the security of Europe, allowing them to stay in their perpetually venal incompetence and historical weakness, turning up their nose at American superiority in virtually every field, as they collapse into welfare and birth rate free fall. Or as the Europeans like to call their suicidal malaise, a faux superior level of sophistication to everyone else.

Also, you can say anything you want about him in the media and nothing will happen to you, except you’ll probably win a prize for your film that tanked, book that didn’t sell beyond a Uni campus bookstore, or your utterly fake and bogus documentary. So naturally it’s George”.

Derek: “Ere Clive. Sophistication seems to mean an inability to tell shit from clay but appreciating the nuance in a gallery er, full of it. But if Bush was the same as Hitler and Stalin, wouldn’t people be terrified to live in America and be fleeing in their millions via the ports, borders and airports. In fact, millions are actually fleeing into America, aren’t the Clive?”

Clive: “Oddly Derek, leaving America is something only rich celebrities threaten, and sadly never do. This is due largely to their inability at obtaining free cocaine, blowjobs and enormous wads of cash ten thousand miles from Bel Air. So mostly they go to the Bahamas or Cuba”.

Derek: “They’re all a bunch of phoney useless rich arseholes! Fuck ‘em all!”

Clive: “Exactly, Derek”.

Ian Curtis torn apart.

A beautiful young man performs the old combination Albert Camus jacket and Jimmy Dean cigarette trick.




“And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,further all the time”.
Transmission. Ian Curtis and Joy Division.


Now here’s the thing. When I was twenty three, it was a rather peculiar and relatively pleasant year. We rehearsed our ragged band by the beach, I had a French girlfriend and we knew that maybe we had something, but things can tend to collapse rather harshly for naïve and innocent young men. And they did. And my, my, the feeling one gets when you believe that with a guitar, a beat, a pen and paper, a camera, ideas, expression, a few dreamy warm friends and a car etc, you can maybe walk with the immortals someday. And sometimes we do.

Thus I often like young men and not merely because they remind me of me, and they do. But my little son too, is me in some ways and even more so, himself. As yet unfulfilled promise and potential that only the sparkling young have as they flash by, dread with amusing posturing and a natural raw endearing openness. And their frightening vulnerability to despair and potential for self-destruction.

Ah yes, I’ve just watched Control, the near perfect film on Ian Curtis, the talented, charismatic, interesting singer and successful suicide of the band Joy Division. He had plenty to offer and say. I also dug the doco too, also very good. First of all, I wish none of these talented people or otherwise were dead, and certainly not for something as ephemeral as music.

Though Ian most likely died from depression brought on by epilepsy; the pressures of a young marriage; pop music and Hell, growing up in the unbelievable first world poverty of England’s Manchester. And Jesus, who can be sure in the end?

Hey, the English working class brand of bleakness is rather hard to conceive of, unless like me, your parent’s were working class English. For my folks as kids, ten to fourteen kids per family and half of them dead before their teens was the er, norm. My Father being booted in the stomach by his Scottish bastard miner of a Father, until my old man was rolling in his own piss... With no one to complain to and no real idea that maybe it’s a crime against children. My Lord.

“Was the same next door, like, lad...”

Thus the immediate effect of the lyric, feel and beat of the Curtis and Joy Division sound. Bleak as all get out but defiant and cathartic at the same time. Yeah, I dig it. Hey, don’t think I was a hip teenager or even in my twenties. I was a confused mess, and entirely unsuccessful, though things have picked up since Wednesday!

I like Curtis because he seemingly had little faux geopolitics and easy rebellion against the establishment drivel in his stuff. Maybe I missed it or he didn’t have enough time to be another clichéd pop rebel in which any real totalitarianism never registers a blip. That’s the fashion now to attack gee, George Bush and gosh, Christianity! Wow, live in fear, uber rebels...

Er. No. The first pop or film misfit to say lets liberate North Korea and stop the murder of women in Islam or end corrupt cannibal fiefdoms in Africa etc, will be first to strike a note of sincerity. Until then, rebel, rebel, your fake rebellion is largely a mess of tinsel...

"I'll always touch you". Jimi Hendrix.

I like that Ian appeared to stay grounded within the human condition kinda, mostly. Something he knew about, being focused as they say in the doco, on human suffering. Odd and miserable, ordinary and a good laugh all in one was our Ian. Sure, plenty of his bits were naff young mans doggerel, but certainly he could really strike a perfect seam of lyric, compressed, stripped and raw. He was only twenty three, after all. I believe I had learnt to almost tie my own shoelaces at that age.

Ah, so beautiful when this happened and was then performed. Like in the largely unnoticed first verse of 'Love Will Tear Us Apart'. Most folks know the chorus only. Very fickle ya pop fans. Maybe every relationship should come with this warning attached....Na. Then we'd most likely have no art or nuttin'. What do I know?

"Now hear this!"

“When routine bites hard, and ambitions are low,
And resentment rides high, but emotions won't grow,
And we're changing our ways, taking different roads,
Then love, love will tear us apart again”.
Love will tear us apart. Ian Curtis and Joy Division.

A great and beautifully tailored summation of a rather common and human level event. Hard to avoid and he was only 23. Bloody great stuff, Curtis my boy. What a terrible thing that a young man should be so ill equipped to deal with life? But then he did have that ‘effing epilepsy. Jesus Christ. It must have been worse than Depeche Mode.

In Control, the film on Ian Curtis, Sam Riley plays our man in Manchester, circa late 1970’s. What a great piece of work by him as the lead. Dutch director Anton Corbijin shot this magnificent achievement. One does not need to like Joy Division to dig the film. It is a very cool and nuanced human drama, hepcats.

Hey, Atmosphere.

“Walk in silence,
Don’t walk away, in silence.
See the danger, always danger,
Endless talking, life rebuilding,
Don’t walk away.

Walk in silence,
Don’t turn away, in silence.
Your confusion, my illusion,
Worn like a mask of self-hate,
Confronts and then dies.
Don’t walk away.

People like you find it easy,
Naked to see, walking on air.
Hunting by the rivers,
Through the streets.

Every corner abandoned too soon,
Set down with due care.
Don’t walk away in silence,
Don’t walk away”. Atmosphere. Ian Curtis and Joy Division.

Rather reflective of a certain mind set dare I say, of the Left inclined? Hell yeah!

Here’s one on a seemingly curious mix of the aftermath of an Obama rally and a terrorist attack. I could be wrong. Ian also recomends psychiatric care for Left Liberalism. I told ya Ian thought a lot about human suffering. Theirs and ours!

“I’ve been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand,
Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man?
These sensations barely interest me for another day,
I’ve got the spirit, lose the feeling, take the shock away.

It’s getting faster, moving faster now, it’s getting out of hand,
On the tenth floor, down the back stairs, it’s a no mans land.
Lights are flashing; cars are crashing; getting frequent now,
I’ve got the spirit, lose the feeling, let it out somehow”.
Disorder. Ian Curtis and Joy Division.

How did he know? Well there ain’t nothin’ new...

Here Ian foretells the limp memory and non-existent morals of the post 9/11 "what me worry?" crowd. There's some great return of the son of the hippie touches too.

“Procession moves on, the shouting is over,
Praise to the glory of loved ones now gone.
Talking aloud as they sit round their tables,
Scattering flowers washed down by the rain.

Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden,
Watching them pass like clouds in the sky,
Try to cry out in the heat of the moment,
Possessed by a fury that burns from inside.

Cry like a child, though these years make me older,
With children my time is so wastefully spent,
A burden to keep, though their inner communion,
Accept like a curse an unlucky deal.

Played by the gate at the foot of the garden,
My view stretches out from the fence to the wall,
No words could explain, no actions determine,
Just watching the trees and the leaves as they fall”.
The Eternal. Ian Curtis and Joy Division.

Amazin’! It’s like Ian was standing on the kerb watching a Berkley Code Pink and MoveOn march! And finally, Ian goes searching for meaning, sense and rational actions at Columbia U and comes away empty handed, leaves the Democrats and joins the P.J. O’Rourke Chapter of the Republicans.

“Let's take a ride out, see what we can find,
A valueless collection of hopes and past desires.

I never realized the lengths I’d have to go,
All the darkest corners of a sense I didn’t know.
Just for one moment, I heard somebody call,
Looked beyond the day in hand, there’s nothing there at all.

Now that I’ve realized how it’s all gone wrong,
Gotta find some therapy, this treatment takes too long.
Deep in the heart of where sympathy held sway,
Gotta find my destiny, before it gets too late”.
24 hours. Ian Curtis and Joy Division

“Got nowhere to run to baby, got nowhere
to hide”. Nowhere to Run. Martha and the Vandellas.

What is a Vandella anyway?

Naturally, I think that if Ian joined today’s Republicans, he still may have hung himself. I wish he hadn’t and that the bugger was still around. God Bless him.


“Why is the bedroom so cold? You've turned away on your side.
Is my timing that flawed, our respect run so dry?
Yet there's still this appeal that we've kept through our lives
Love, love will tear us apart again.

You cry out in your sleep, all my failings expose,
There's a taste in my mouth, as desperation takes hold.
Just that something so good just can't function no more.
When love, love will tear us apart again”.
Love will tear us apart. Ian Curtis and Joy Division.

Hey, if anything contains an art, one can find resonances for many things within it. That's why it thrilled us the first time. Ian Curtis. A beautiful young man, as all the young kind of are.

Feeding the lyin’ to the Christians.

The Principal of The Joseph Goebbels Polytechnic, Dr Christian Szell, fine tunes a student’s incorrect attitude. Remember, expressing an individual view based on your own rational experience plus solid empirical research, is always wrong in today’s education system, whenever it contradicts zer current glorious paradigm!






Dr Szell: “Islam iz a religion of peace, iz zit not?”

Dustin Halfman: “I don’t understand. Do you mean it is, or it isn't?”

Dr Szell: “Islam iz a religion of peace? Yes?”

Dustin Halfman: “Aaargh! Yes! It’s so peaceful you wouldn’t believe it!”

Dr Szell: “Zer Fuhrer was zer greatest comedian ever, ja?”

Dustin: “Is that yes he was, or yes he wasn’t?”

Dr Szell: “Let’s be positive!”

Dustin: “This is insane! What do you want? Aaaaargh! Ok! Hitler was a freakin' riot!”


Now I'm a Judeo Christian guy. But hey, ya know some alleged Christians are largely ‘effed in the head, inverted and Twilight Zoned out, when their bogus view of er, reality, such as it is, reminds one of the old corny visual gag featuring a scorecard. You know, “Lions 100. Christians 0”. Boom-tish. Yawn.

So when for all purposes, an actual Christian College hosts one of Australia’s smoothest Islamist apologist blame shifters in one Waleed Aly and old ulumni, as the best er, voice on Islam and he’s seemingly beyond any critique? In the ever more mythical land of Oz, well I just wanna spew.

Are they INSANE?! Or is that maybe just plain dumb, fraudulent, cowardly, wilfully un-researched, irresponsible or outrageously disingenuous? And therefore evidentially wrong and ultimately suicidal. You be da judge, Jim.

Here are the actual cold hard and unpleasant facts of how slow Islamisation works, and how it's being done right now throughout the world and very much here too.

Islam despises Christianity and all other "false" beliefs, including Democracy and human rights. Jesus H. Christ! Wal rarely says much that is not utter confused crank, manipulative, phoney or excuse spinning balls. And then consider the absurdity and incompetence of promoting Islam in a Christian school! Islam is an uncompromising doctrine of eternal warfare against unbelievers that can never be challenged by anyone. Islam is a crock of ugly shit founded by a 7th century pedophile rapist, Christian and Jew murdering bandit.

Oh, I get it. That’s being inclusive! Nuance. Check.

Now dig, still almost free readers. I’ve done some kinda extensive Fisking on old Walleyed Wal. Well, as much as I can stand, because in contrast to how many a dhimmi and Leftoid boobs term Wal as a, ha ha! “Intellectual!”, he ain’t!

He’s a boring, mediocre speaker and a logical fallacy sodden mess, weaving improbable scenarios sans any checkable evidence. But that’s the Koranic art of Taqiyaa for ya.

Conga line of suckholes: “Taqiyaa for ya! Taqiyaa for ya! Taqiyaa for ya! Ah for ya!”

Can’t see how I’m wrong at all. I merely work from the crap material he provides ad nauseum. No one is more damning of Wal than er, Uncle Wal. If only he never said anything.

Funny, innit, how people can put themselves out there as a voice, and then be untouchable by analysis? No, not in Australia, bub. A land where the elites, the media and plenty of others, become ever more inept, deliberately clueless, lost in PC Leftardism and adrift in the dumb dreams of the multi-cultist, with every dragging week.

As some may know from reading my shabby missives, Wal was hosted by Wesley College a few months ago. Amazingly, the entire student body, and all staff were allegedly in love with Wally! Imagine dat?! Crap of course.

No dissent? What kinda school is that? I can find dissent on every subject from quantum physics to metal shop. But er, apparently no dissent on the major death theme of Islam? Give me an ‘effing break!

Anyway, I looked through the school mag and found the basis for this post. It was a perfect addendum for the hilariously and strangely hideous evening of the Wal, that I attended. Yes, it was a fun filled night, if you dig nausea and extensive root canal work.

“Is it safe? Is it safe?” Dr Christian Szell in the Dustin Hoffman movie Marathon Man.

Er,sadly no. Onto the Coloseum and let the Fisking begin!

Zer following, sorry, the following is from a Wesley pamphlet, ‘Celebrating 30 years of Giving: our past, our present and your part in our future’. Swell. Giving in? Giving head? Give me a break. This next bit is part of der spiel for what a Wesley student apparently is:

“...a person with an awareness of self, an ability to think critically, creatively and independently, and with a resilience, a generosity and a preparedness to act with others interests at heart”.

Er, rather all absent on Wal’s big speech night, I’m afraid. Especially with the threats and insults my friends and I received from some of the er, student body...without a head!

Maybe an awareness that you’re being duped would be cool. Thinking critically on Islam, means to actually learn about the hideous facts of it. Creative? Why listen to a mediocre door to door Koran salesman like Waleed then? Independent! Ha ha! You mean as in not a single dissenting voice?

Yep, ya gonna need to be resilient when facing the fascistic inclined pro-Islamist PC Leftard mob. Generous? Hey, like the Saudi’s pumping 100 billion dollars into the West to promote and support a massive Islamisation and Jihad against us? Could be.

Only truth seeking and rational individuals will ever act with the interest of other people at heart, and thus go against the dominant lynch crowd of smiley Left fascism and dhimmi multi-cultism.

Now onto the booklet. “It’s Monty Python’s Flying Cir...”

Sorry, it’s Principal Drebben in Wesley College Community Lion Magazine Edition 103. April 2008. Pages 6 & 7.

I’ll try to keep the excerpts mercifully short. Basically, according to Frank Drebbin, er sorry, Helen Drebben, Wal’s “voice has been heard, clear and unequivocating".

Yep, that’ll happen when a dominant Left media promotes him so easily, while allowing little to zero empirical analysis or counter fact to be printed or broadcast. Yeah, his voice is heard, but not really listened to, beyond the signposts to the PC and of ultimately suicidal and traitorous codespeak.

More absurd boost of der Valeed courtesy of Drebben: “...persistent and lucid in promoting a greater understanding of Islam...”

Yes of course. As per usual, it’s always us who are somehow committing the crimes of "misunderstanding" a mass movement that wants to murder us and does. Thus 150,000 Northern Thais murdered over twenty years by Muslims for er, not being Muslims.

And "misunderstanding".

“...a voice of reason and deep insight where others have been less so...”

Get it? What Wal says is always correct and so intelligent, whereas any critic can never be anything but er, unreasonable and inferior to our Islamic genius boy.

“...debate which is helping to define who we are...”

In other words, some people insist on defining themselves instead of allowing neo-Socialist creeps to do it for them.

“...he has stood courageously and articulately against the forces of unreason unleashed in the West by the collapse of the twin towers in 2001...”

Riiight. The forces of unreason are not among the terrorists who murdered 3,000 people, but in us for daring to react at all. See how the towers just “collapsed?” So not smashed down by Muslims then? Check. And dig the no capitals for Twin Towers. They were after all, so insignificant to any Leftard.

“...made a significant contribution to Australia’s intellectual and cultural life”.

Bollocks. Where, when, how and as if? And if Wal is the laughable standard, then there is nothing to aspire to but bunkum, lies and propaganda.

So you see basically, Walter is a kind of Jesus, Lincoln and a junior Einstein rolled into one bouncy ball of baloney. Beyond all belief really.

Hey, just to make sure one understands how more Aussie than thou, Wal is, regards er, cricket, Wal “...writes about it perceptively, understanding better than most it’s historical and social significance...”

Hey, as long as there’s no sense of His superiority, and our lowly ability at “understanding” well, anything really.

“He’s the tops! He’s the cat’s pajamas!”

Hey, is somebody blowing somebody here? And not with plastic explosives. Wal blew brass during his salad days as a Wesley and music student. Is someone calling long distance on Wal's public saxaphone at main office? Is Mohammad coming out for a quick Jihad around the desk?

Here’s an odd thing. Wal the law and engineering whiz has apparently been an ambassador and for the er, UN International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women. Check.

You know the UN? The profoundly corrupt and evil body whose largest block of voting nations are the 57 Islamic states of the IOC. You know Islamic states? They’ve done so much to promote feminist and other human rights. Er, no. Weird, is it not? Has Wal done good work in this area? I dunno. But somehow I feel that his endless promotion of Islam as a good thang and by default for women too, has gotta kinda conflict...somewhere. Gotta!

What else has Wal got above us mere Kafir and infidel mortals?

“...perceptive [again]...eloquent prose...profound social awareness...equally deep understanding...”

“...amid a media thrilled by its own frenzied and frequently irrational outbursts...”

Ya mean like The Age that Wal writes for or the ABC and SBS that Wal appears on? Or much of the Leftard MSM who have largely the same views as you? Which one are you talking about?

“Waleed’s analysis of what was happening was quiet and thoughtful, a voice distilled from a muddle of noise”.

Yep, that’s how he does it, but he still sounds like muddled noise even after the editing...

“...of all the journalists who rushed into print, only he... [only He! Just like Jesus!] ...was able to discern that “identity politics” may have been at the heart of the matter”.

Codespeak signpost reference meaning that we’re all racists. Naturally.

Wal said cricket is apparently on the old sub-continent is um, “...an expression of post-colonial independence: the forum in which colonial masters could be defeated”.

As opposed to innovation and actual achievement, I suppose. Gee, ya reckon Wal the incredible talent and intellectual dredged up such post-modern deconstructionist drool at er, University? Ya reckon? One can imagine the title.

‘Cricket Balls: Inter competitive sports as a multi-layered meridian and conversant prongle prangle re-imagining the hegemony of colonial imperialism and wank doodle’.

Hey, last year, Wal put out a book wid words and everything that was a “...profound reappraisal of how we acknowledge and tackle the cultural and religious divides that persistently afflict all societies...”

Really? How relativist of you. Funny how all over the world, from Papua New Guinea, to Africa and to France, etc, etc, it’s virtually always Islam, [and Communist and totalitarian variants] that do the er, “tackling” and "afflicting” innit? Anything but look at the truth of it. It’s Islam and so on, what’s doing it, Guvna’.

“...and one needs to go no further than the title of ‘People like us: How Arrogance is Dividing Islam and the West”.

Ya right. Ya don’t. The bullshit title says it all. So it ain’t the arrogance of a relentlessly aggressive, depraved, bigotted, racist, anti-Semitic and violent beyond belief Islam, but the entire free worlds fault? Check.

Does that include the majority percentage wise victims of Islamic terror and oppression? That’s Muslims, mate. Guess not. This would upset Wal’s bogus and fake paradigm, eh?

“...to hear the strength of his opposition to the egocentricity that dominates discourses on religion and ethnicity”.

Read that as 'some people in the West still have a stubborn confidence in the enormous economic, artistic, judicial, human, expressive, scientific, creative freedoms and vast achievements of the Western Canon. Thus we cannot manipulate them yet... If only they would agree to the superiority of Islam! But they won’t, and just because on every count, Islam is an utterly dysfunctional, apocalyptic and nihilistic failure with nothing to offer anybody whose free and happy, but murder, lies, envy, hate, madness, conformity and oppression'.

“...His voice speaks for our common humanity...” Er, not for me, because Wal says some rather standard race bating drivel about “white” people and especially Christians. But hey, that’s ok!

“...and the humility to reach out to others”.

Like this?

“...no two civilisations”, he writes, “have spoken so many words to each other as those of Islam and the West”.

Dig the ever present moral equivalence. At least until the blame shifting kicks in.

The er, words that Islam has spoken, are almost invariably racist, bigoted and fanatical hate filled crudity, calling for our death and destruction. The fact is, most of the non-Islamic, non-totalitarian, and thus largely the successful world, is actually uninterested in Islam. We need it for nothing, if you remove the oil. Unless you count the income from avid Arab porn downloaders and the heavy worldwide demand for dried figs. But even the totalitarian Chinese are having serious Muslim problems, meaning violent attacks.

Because Islam always does insist that we notice it whatever it takes, and if obviously not for its zero achievements, then for its export of violence and vice.

“...and no two seem to have communicated less”.

Er, I’d say over eleven thousand known major Muslim terror attacks since 9/11 plus 9/11, is saying a shitload.

Yep, the Western Leftard dominated MSM and intelligentia response, is often clueless, dishonest, stupid and addled. But we in the West continue to speak as per usual, with our enormous achievements in every sphere. Especially when compared to the sub-microscopic level of zero achievement of really all Islamic states.

Thus Spain translates more books in any twelve month period than the entire Middle-East has in 1300 years. And Finland produces more goods for export, if you ignore Arab crude oil, than the whole Middle-East combined. Without the lazy free gold of oil and the foreigners who do 80% of all work, they’d have barely a pavement to spit on.

I could happily narrow the required conversation down to “Airstrike!”

“..Waleed Aly has sought to find a way “across a verbal ocean of nonsense” which threatens to drown us”.

A verbal ocean of nonsense is Wals forte. What they really mean is that any uncomfortable fact about Islam and any criticism, even by other Muslims ex or otherwise, is automatically deemed as always unacceptable. Because any criticism of Islam is always the wrong kind, because it's er, critical!

It’s not "drowning" that will kill us, but car bombs, homicide/suicide zombies, beheading, censorship of facts, infiltration, dhimmitude, lies, demographics and eventually nukes.

“Nonsense is a word he uses frequently...”

Correction, nonsense is a method he uses frequently.

“...and he is prepared to attack it fearlessly”.

Buffalo bagels!

“...He writes directly, without pretence or disguise”.

Horse hockey! Wal is nothing but pretence and disguise.

From Longmans Contemporay Dictionary of English. Pretence: "n. An attempt to pretend that something is true”.

Disguise: “n. Something that you wear to change your appearance and hide who you are, or the act of wearing this: The beard, the glasses and the German accent were all part of his disguise”.

“Iz zit safe?!”

“...His Theory of Knowledge teacher would be proud of him”.

Curiously enough, I bet he would be...

“...And Wesley should be proud too, of this man of faith and wisdom”.

Then that makes you a dhimmi putz, don't it? Thus I wouldn’t send a stripe assed baboon to Wesley. The last thing I need is to witness the lauding of a simian alumni who sadly lacks any clear thinking. It'd be a tragedy!

Ya reckon Wal is ever gonna get up and say "Gee, sorry and I hope Islam wasn't out of line with all the endless threats and murder by its millions of freaks..." Guess not. No, it's always about us, innit? Funny that.

“Dr Zaius! Dr Zaius!” Stop the Planet of the Apes, I want to get off! The Simpsons.

The endless days of the relentless locusts.

In these rather dog days, even nineteen locusts can reduce perhaps almost any massive positive achievement to a burnt out stalk and within hours. All they need is the support of a vast and disgusting nest, such as the insect Kingdom of Saud. The proven solution to stopping locust hordes, once you foolishly have allowed them to grow to massive proportions, is to burn them while they're still on the ground. The alternative is to be left with nothing.

"If I could just find the nest!" Chuck Heston in The Omega Man.



Dear sports, I dedicate this post to the very, very well done Wolf Howling blogspot. Da Wolf graciously said something very nice about me and linked me among such exalted company as Blazing Cat Fur, the happening Ezra Levant, Kathy Shaidle at Five Feet of Fury, and fellow Aussie Dr. John Ray at the incredible library-like resource of analysis at Dissect Left. In this instance, Ray of light is posting a great piece on Left hate speech and aggravated assault now up at A Western Heart. Hey, they’re all such great links, so go not just West, young man!

Zer Volf: “...Col. Robert Neville, possibly the most eclectic in thought of any blog on the net, posts on a wide range of topics in his post, "In the Ninth Circle of Hell with the MSM, Obama, Mohammad and the Mythical Moderate Muslims". He starts off by noting that the MSM puts their money where their biases lie”.

Pretty nice? Ya can't grumble at that. As the great GM Roper says, I like being a hip Conservative, kid. Ditto. If millions of teenage boobs wearing Che the child killer Guevara t-shirts are enraged by us, hey, that’s merely a solid gold guarantee of our own quality control, baby!

GM has recently had the decorators in and they did great things with the curtains! Man, there are many great blogs around, but regards reliable and insightful empirical quality, they do seem to come down to the same few hundred, at least regards the themes we Conservatives are hip and swingin’ to. I dig my online Conservative pals, sports. Really.



The world is most resonant at night. And even during the day, the same effect can be achieved if conditions are er, right due to being entirely wrong and askew. As with the turn of the intellectual screw, a sort of awful epiphany, that comes with discovering the relentless dread of Islamism and the living dead and inhuman sleight of hand of Leftist ideology. But dig.

One can often find connections in the most seemingly disparate. But they ain’t really. F’rinstance, I found some very good reviews of the two Nathaniel West novels, Miss Lonely Hearts and The Day of the Locust. Hey, the old locust and the great trick of having a strong title that is not literal. Who’d want to see a film about a locust’s boring day?

“Dear diary: Hatched. Waited. Swarmed. Ate like a crazy bastard, mated same, wrote to Mother and died en masse”. Tony the locust.

And the threats we face are a lot like locusts. Mass, mindless, parasitical and swarming to no good purpose. And like a repugnant insect kingdom, they're of one conforming group think mind and utterly destructive. Leftism and the innate infighting obsessions of Islam, are oddly doomed to annihilation too, as they devour and exhaust their source of er, nourishment.

So consider, dear reader, this little piece from a young Stanley at Amazon Books. His illumination of the ah, central premise is much of our er, conservative and aware conundrum. Where does one start with people who are alternatively diseased and indoctrinated with Left cant? Yeah, the one that has clueless nihilism inbuilt, even when people don’t or can’t see it. Cos’ Hell, it seems like a positive thing. Odd eh, when all the tenets of PC Left Liberalism are essentially envious, negative, absurd and unworkable and thus naturally seek to limit human potential.


Stanley H. Nemeth: “In both of these stunning novellas, one set in New York, the other in Los Angeles. Nathanael West shows us a world without a centre, one in which the various characters are therefore free to pursue their own idiosyncratic notions of bliss. Conspicuously absent is any widely accepted code of manners which might have a tonic influence in shaping character and aspiration, or even at lowest ebb in keeping people more recognizably human than grotesque.

Thus the considerable element of the distorted which figures strongly in each of these pieces. Shrike in "Miss Lonelyhearts" and Faye Greener in "Day of the Locust" are each self-absorbed to a freakish degree, though West's point in such satiric but painful drawing is to bring contemporary readers to see the frighteningly normal in such freakishness, the unacknowledged bizarreness in modern everyday behaviour”.

Colonel Neville: “Great eh? Seen a better description of the Leftard malaise, I mean lately? A classic”.

Avant Captain Nemo: “Nathanael West was well practiced in the arts of revelation and cruelty that go way beyond what we normally think of as satire. "Miss Lonelyhearts" alone is a dark and disturbing jewel in his very strange crown. It bites the reader softly and injects moral venom into the reader giving her over to experiences of psychological subtlety and derangement that make ordinary psychological novels seem pedestrian exercises in mere cataloguing. "Miss Lonelyhearts" is a visionary experience.

I wonder if Thomas Harris, the author of "Silence of the Lambs" got any of his inspiration for Hannibal Lector from the character of Shrike. Shrike is very bad. He is a sort of demonic being who cares enough about his victims to give them the very best in a form of torture that interrogates their souls and illuminates every last particle of illusion he finds in them. He doesn't eat their livers with fauva beans and a nice Chianti because he doesn't need to. Showing them the nature of their souls in the hellish light of his inquiry is more than enough nourishment for him.

He is happy. He finds it no sin to labour in his vocation.

Miss Lonelyhearts himself is an abusive Christ figure who dies for no one's sins other than his own. He is a directionless victim full of lust and malice disguised as compassion. He was born for ruin and his death is the exact opposite of anything we would ever call an apotheosis. No one's sins are redeemed. They are confirmed.

Nathanael West apparently was a self-hating Jew, but his moral rigor is so savage and extreme methinks he might be best thought of as a literary Satanist come to torment and educate us all through demonic revelries that move in slow motion. I can't remember if there are very many colours described in this little poisonous novel because the whole effect on my inner eye is a dark wastescape composed of tones in black, false-white, and endlessly arranged shades of gray.

Surely "Miss Lonelyhearts" was one of the best novels of the twentieth century but hardly anybody has heard of it. I recommend it strongly to those who prefer their humour as black as the pit of hell, but hidden behind sunlight that tortures the ground until spikes of grass grow up”.

Colonel Neville: “Now here’s the thing. I have a rather good sense of darkness, being a researched, empirical and humorous kinda guy. And thus I tend not to turn away from er, unpleasantness just because they may be a drag or lack a laugh track. Like the truth of Hamas Air AKA Emirates, Tariq Ali, Al Gore, Sean Penn and macramé etc.

A problem for sadly, many that I meet, is that they can believe utterly in useless and poisonous cliché’s that make them seemingly incapable of appreciating what we have, how essential it is and how very fragile. That it’s not permanent and can be taken away. And it is being taken away, but mostly by increments.

The remorseless, unnoticed ratchets and one way slide rules of the PC Left and our gradual Islamisation for example. Never mind an economically resurgent totalitarian Communism via China, rebranded by Putin in Russia and in the madhouse of North Korea, Chavez and Hamas, the rotten sources of support from the Saudi dump, Iran, Pakistan, Africa, Indonesia, North Thailand and many, many more. Never mind the global socialism of global warming and the hideous blocking in of the rotten UN by 57 Islamist shit piles, African cannibal kingdoms and other dangerous and insidious garbage.

So many folks I meet lack any realistic understanding, perspective or learning regards the mechanisms and evil swirling about them. And yet, the same folks have no real interest in learning the subjects on which have they have merely second hand opinions on and thus strongly held. Still, it’s a larf, init?”


Debbie Lee Wesselman: “Nathanael West had a brief, barely noticed career before his sudden death in 1940. These two novellas MISS LONELYHEARTS and THE DAY OF THE LOCUST, stand as his best-known contributions to literature, classics that are now widely taught in American high schools and universities. MISS LONELYHEARTS is the more bitter of the two: a newspaper columnist (a man, but always referred to as Miss Lonelyhearts) suffers a crisis of conscience and spirit under the emotional weight of the mail he receives.

His colleagues make fun of the correspondents, who are mostly women, but Miss Lonelyhearts sees the pathetic futility in their seeking help to escape their bleak lives. His editor, Shrike, tries to energize Miss Lonelyhearts with long-winded diatribes satirizing religious beliefs, but their shrillness pushes Miss Lonelyhearts toward the edge. Using Christian imagery as well as irony, West evokes a world of alienation, futility, and human failings.

THE DAY OF THE LOCUST comes across as more satiric than shrill, perhaps because there is no Shrike here, although West's trademark themes of alienation and futility are fully evident. Tod Hackett is new to Hollywood; he is lazy but ambitious, a painter who hopes to earn a living as a set designer. Tod finds himself drawn to the outsiders of Hollywood, the lower classes, those for whom success is always out of reach. The characters are almost surreal in their quirkiness.

Aspiring actress Faye Greener lives in the same building as Tod; by introducing Tod to the vapid decadence of Hollywood, she awakens Tod's violent impulses. Iowan Homer Simpson is a listless, repressed man who has come to California not for show business but for health reasons and to forget what little sexuality he has. West is not a writer to grant the wishes of his characters, but, like Harry Greener, many of the characters "seemed to enjoy their suffering [. . .] the sort that was self-inflicted."

West's philosophy in these two novellas seems to fit into a single line in THE DAY OF THE LOCUST, "Few things are sadder than the truly monstrous." These works display a dark, almost desperate humour that exposes the human condition as West saw it. If you don't think you can take an abundance of hopelessness, you should select another book to read. Still, these are important works, especially for those interested in modern American literature”.

The Banshee: “You'll probably never see this, Jonathan, but a comprehensible plot has *always* been important to people who do a lot of reading. I happened to like the two West stories in this book, but maybe it was only by comparison: by the time I read this, I had recently read novels by Barth, Barthelme and Pynchon.

"Complex, surrealistic fiction" may have snob appeal, and I suspect that the writers you mentioned fail to give readers "characters we can care about and plots which fascinate" simply because they are unable or unwilling to do so. And I think they're writing not for readers, but for self-expression. And if that in fact is the case, I hope they found themselves more interesting than I did...

...that is, unless someone (say, an English Lit professor, one of that nefarious cabal whose mission is to take young minds, and suck out of them all enthusiasm for, and pleasure in, reading) is making you do it.

These two stories can stand on their own, without anyone's help. They're that good.

I sincerely wish everyone knew West's name. That man could write. It's been almost 35 years since I read these stories in college, but I still remember them and how they affected me”.

Joseph Davis: “Wow. Much like Paul Bowles, this author takes no prisoners. May I suggest that you be in a stable frame of mind before reading this novel, lest it prove to be one unsettling factor too many for you. I found myself to be none too comfortable to be counted as a member of the human race at the end of this book. Written at about the same time as Raymond Chandler's early novels and set in the same real estate, The Day of the Locust is about five times as sordid.

It is totally original and totally unpredictable, except for the scent of doom that pervades it from the opening page. You know that the author was writing about what he saw. Los Angeles and Hollywood were rotten seventy years ago. What must they be like now? West covers so much ground, with such economy, and it's all so readable. This devastating work is a remarkable achievement. What a staggering loss that Nathanael West died so young. And what a surprise to find Homer Simpson hiding out in such a fine novel. Highly recommended”.

Colonel Neville: “So dig. Were not these reviews groovy and perceptive, with some great lines? Bravo and kudos to ‘em all, says I. These are two very cool books, being dark satire, one of my favourite styles. It’s not just an English thing.

I find them cathartic while others may wallow in the miserable while they are actually comfortable, a peculiar trait of the affluent and semi-educated. Semi in that they maybe stopped at the theoretical and abstract. Yep, there’s much to be said for the proven and workable, a core value of Conservatism.

That’s along with valuing the free individual above all, free speech, private property and being able to keep your own damn wealth. And spanking a Dallas Cowboys cheer leader... Or is that just me?

And even regards the inky blackness, a true Conservative doesn’t try to straighten the “bent planks” of humanity and yet we aim to improve by tested increments. The bogus and sly rebranding of Left Liberalism as er, “progressive”, a total misnomer, tries to infer a natural and ongoing improvement, but usually means no such thing. More often it means a destructive dismantling and a vacuum of meaning.

Think progressive and see a largely destructive and controlling regressive, who likes neither real humanity, the light of evidence and reason, nor appreciates the meaning and purpose of a true dark night of the soul. Funny people your Leftard progressive’s. Not always ha ha funny, but often good for a gasser.

Here's a final great piece by Gary F. Taylor:

Largely unknown during his brief lifetime, Nathanael West is now regarded as one of the finest authors of the 1930s--a writer whose slashing satires of American decay are so dead-on accurate that they are often painful to read. This is particularly true of his two best works, MISS LONELYHEARTS and THE DAY OF THE LOCUST. Both novels are short and intense, and both present horrific visions of American society choking to death on its own mass-media fantasies.

Probably West's most powerful work, MISS LONELYHEARTS concerns a nameless man assigned to produce a newspaper advice column--but as time passes he begins to break under the endless misery of those who write to him for advice. Unable to find answers, and with his shaky Christianity ridiculed into destruction by his poisonous editor, he tumbles into a madness fueled by his own spiritual emptiness. First published in 1933, MISS LONELYHEARTS remains one of the most shocking works of 20th Century American literature, as unnerving as a glob of black bile vomited up at a church social, empty, blasphemous, and horrific.

THE DAY OF THE LOCUST is the best known of West's works, and presents the story of a Hollywood art designer as he drifts through the California dream factory, a place in which reality exists only as something to subvert into a saleable commodity: an addictive series of dreams that won't come true for the increasing numbers of malcontents that crowd Los Angeles in search of the fantasies seen on the movie screen. And their seething disillusionment proves more deadly than even Hollywood could ever imagine. First published in 1939, THE DAY OF THE LOCUST is still considered the single most scathing novel ever written about Hollywood.

Like much of West's work, these two novels are written in a comic style that the author deliberately and quickly sours: laughter quickly gives way to despair, despair to surreal horror, and all of it condensed into tightly written, noirish, and double-gritty prose that has the impact of a wrecking ball. West is not a writer for every one, not by a long shot, but his power is undeniable, and these two works are his best, essentials in American literature. But brace yourself: they offer one-way tickets going straight down all the way".