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- So some guys had the really freaky idea that we should love one another
- Jesus!
- 'Judge not that ye be not judged'
- Goo
- The way we were: Anglican England
- 'Avatars of living grace'
- Ditching the theology of love
- Reality >
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- Moi
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'And now Amanda is seriously ill.'
- Otting
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- It's like this, Doc >
- Medicine: the continuing joke
- 'By Tummel and Loch Rannoch'
- The laughing-stock of the civilized world
- And be damned to you
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- Transforming the Na-Mhoram's Grim
- Blair: the icing on the cake
- Expecto patronam
- Scarlet battalions
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- Back to the freaking juniper-tree (1)
- Back to the freaking juniper-tree (2)
- Our grandfather who art in heaven (though I doubt it), Howard be thy name
- So you have a problem with my family, fucker?
- 'Jew-Communists'
- Margaret, my great-grandmother, an Irish tart
- The FUQs
- Dear Wannabe Nemesis
- Shall we try again, Bobbles my sweet?
- Evil
- Dixi (that's Latin, you know, Father)
- The cultural use of the lamp-post
- A home from home
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- All times are now (2)
- For Katie: All times are now (3)
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- Non serviam
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Gallery
- And be damned to you
- Catholic Encyclopaedia 1912: Obedience
- Voltaire and Jesus
- Tertullian, Women in Canon Law (1912) and Mulieris Dignitatem (1988)
- Padding through the Vatican archives
- The Vatican State
- Extra ecclesiam nulla salus: go to hell, go directly to hell, do not pass 'Go'
- A short history lesson
- A phrase-book for monkey-nuts
- Summary: the abode of the loon
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Translations from Voltaire (mine): Concerning the Church of England
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- Bukharin and Preobrazhensky: Communism and Religion
- Translations from Voltaire (mine): Freedom of Thought
- Translations from Voltaire (mine): Transubstantiation
- Thomas Paine: The Age of Reason
- Lenin: Socialism and Religion
- Marx: 'So much for the social principles of Christianity'
- The Horcruxes and the illusion of power
- 'And death shall have no dominion'
- Led Zep: Kashmir
- Buddhist meditation music: Zen Garden
- Karula
- Summary: the love way or the power way
- Flashtest
- The worst university in the country
- Just finishing off, Dolores
- Miss Smila's feeling for snow
- Death of an expert witness
- Interesting, those trips to Moscow
- 'His single hand portrayed it'
- Of course no-one pays any attention to poets
- The desire of the moth for the flame
- The Hospital
- The ghost in the machine was riled
- I am the very model of a medical practitioner
- I am the very model of a modern faith apologist: reprise
- I am of course reminded of a little list (of a little list)
- In the garden with Mummy when the Nine turned up
- Grow the fuck up, comrades
- Thin red line
- 'The Party', 'The Regiment'
- Once upon a time there was a big red giant
- Britain's not very secret weapon
- The headlines
- The waning of the age of aquarium
- Letter to MI5: Playing The Patriot Game
- Those in peril on the sea
- The Patriot Game (song)
- Country matters: 'Elf and Safety
- The Matter of Britain
- Marianne
- Riders on the storm with soundtrack
- The rat-catchers
- 'And gentleman in England, now a-bed, shall think themselves accurs'd...'
- The evidence no-one asks for
- England
- My father when young 2
- A few of my books
- The Intelligent Woman's Guide to Socialism and Capitalism
- Barry's book-plate (evil grin)
- Barry: 'demob' if only from the MOI and redeployment at JWT
- Barry: publishing contracts with Curtis Brown
- Barry's funeral service
- Family album
- Barbara's 100th birthday
- And Nigel's funeral: read by Saul on the whale-backed Downs
- Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
- Class mum lives in a field with Dinge: the intellectual Left
- Within you, without you
- Because the world is round, it turns me on
- More Lattic and other incredibly cool stuff
- Hass and Venga
- The Lover of Jalaluddin Rumi and some things you never wanted to know about translation
- Love IS the law
- Shahriar's sites for sore eyes
- Islamic art and civilization
- Abu Nuwas
- Fisking Warsi
- Harry's Place v. Scumbag College
- Henrietta wondered if HP was too soft on Sparte-Smythe
- Koorosh Modarresi of the Worker-Communist Party of Iran
- Rumy Hasan of the Birmingham Socialist Alliance
- Sharia socialists
- ComSymp, ShariaSymp: plus ca change....
- Illustrations of the Rubaiyat
- Hell, objectively speaking: St Catherine of Genoa
- Joe Stote
- Katy Kianush
- 'Brothers, if you hear...'
- L'Internationale
- A Lioness's Quest
- The Battle of Evermore
- Rosa Luxemburg
- Love in a time of cholera
- TEKEL: Religious, guys? Doesn't that mean shit?
- Please do not feed the god. He really doesn't appreciate it.
- Instead of God eating people, people eat God. Seems a good swap
- Herstory
- Ultramontanism
- Multiverse defined by the sexual equipment of the human male
- Civis romana sum?
- Sunday School, 1913: 'THE GATES WILL BE OPEN TO ALL MANKIND'
- Huxley
- Consciousness 101
- Jesus Christ the apple-tree
- WE DO NOT KNOW
- Trial before Pilate
- 'For the sake of the nation, this Jesus must die!'
- Much how I feel about doctors and other forms of intellectual pollution in the University, really
- Jesus, a human being
- By all means get us wrong, Father
- 'They turned to Rome to sentence Nazareth'
- Buddhism: frightful threat to the Church, you know
- Dharma the Cat and the Barefoot Doctor
- Non-duality
- Exo, eso, balance, Balrogs et le Parti Communiste Francais 1939-1945
- ComSymp, ShariaSymp: Fit the Second
- Printing and the Reformation
- Glossary
- Early chess: more, er, gentlemen (and ladies)
- The Crusades: it's good to look at dates
- Richard and Saladin: perspectives
- Richard and Saladin: perspectives
- Nathan the Wise
- Portly and the Piper at the Gates of Dawn
- Otters return to Thames (maybe)
- The Ottery, TW9
- Spring: rain and shine
- Problems with numeracy: cardinals, generals and rock 'n' roll
- Franny and Zooey
- The tail does not wag the dog
- Try again? I think not: finale
- How many deaths does it take till they know that too many British Muslim women have died
- Who killed Banaz
- Sexism, racism, Islamophobia, Marxophobia and a rather interesting school
- Aaargh! The Terrible Tonge-Monster!
- Just hammering the stake a little further in
- A second English Civil War: women against women
- The vorpal sword goes snicker-snack
- You were saying...
- Of course I've slain the bloody Jabberwock
- Chapter One - Stalinism is just so yesterday
- The rightful heir, the usurper and the usurper's bloody wife
- Wiping excrement off the sole of one's boo
- Fascism victorious, gloating and spurious - for the moment, certainly
- Six counties (sob, the horror of it) lie under John Bull's tyranny
- Calling Lord Haw-Haw
- Cool Britannia
- 'Hell is just as properly proper as Greenwich or as Bath or Joppa'
- 'Any old iron, any old iron, any, any old iron...'
- The Front Line
- Taking it from the top...
- Happy birthday to m
- Extract from The Anile Heir including Lattic
- My body my self
- Culluket, Kastanessen and of course Coulter
- The Girl Who Talked to Otters
- Notes, some of which are Caroline's
- Our revels now are ended
- Pallas Athene
- More notes
- Pan pipes - conclusions - allegory
- Shit, man, they won't even state their problem in the Agora
- Those whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad
- Poetry in motion
- Ain't no use in looking down!/Ain't no discharge on the ground!
- Queen - We will rock you!
- Queen - Killer Queen
- The wrong shaped body, inferior product
- What a friend they have in evil, all their sins and griefs to bear
- In sum
- 'Building a remedy for Kruschev and Kennedy'
- Classic Islamoballs (and of course pure Stalinism)
- Deja vu
- Really, there are more important things to think about....
- Sleeping Pan by InertiaK
- Hymn to Pan by Faun
- Pan pipes
- Dirty old men
- For Katie: 'And death shall have no dominion'
- The Stone Table cracked
- 10 intellectual frauds of the orthodox religious and their slaves
- A Miracle of Exmoor: a Christmas masque
- WE DO NOT KNOW
- Intelligent women
- 'Tales of brave Ulysses'
- Coursera
- Free
- Milburn
- A fifth column
- Ain't there nuffink wrong with my back, apes?
- Gunfight at OK Corral
- Gunfight at OK Corral: the movie
- Harmonica and Frank
- Captain's Log: Star-Date Whatever
- Women, the US election, the President of the United States and other cool stuf
- The fury of a woman who has been raped
- "Are all American officers so ill-mannered?"
- The grand-daughter of not-quite-the-founder of the Labour Party
- Meanwhile...the lamp-post
- 'Sarat's little joke': the Economic Liaison Officer to the Anile Throne
- Where have all the SovSymps gone, long time passing...
- Roots and reductionism
- 'At anchor here I ride...'
- 'Against all things ending'
- New Page
- Verstehen Sie?
- Memoirs of London medicine
- 28th August 2010
- Irreducible evil
- Irreducible evil
- Just for you: Anthea Turner - and the python
- Goose-stepping morons should try reading books not burning them
- Just call me Serafina Pekkala, or possibly Lady Godiva
- A few reminders
- More? You want more?
- Grand finale
- It even has a pretty cover
- Bambi
- C'est nous qu'on ose mediter/De rendre a l'antique esclavage!
- A reminder of who is Marianne
- Voici Noel!
- Vicar of Bray
- Spanish Ladies
- Meanwhile back in Scilly....Song of the Western Men
- Twenty years behind enemy lines
- Family tree
- Pavarotti: Little Drummer Boy
- Walking in the air
- 'So you think you can love me and spit in my eye/So you think you can love me and leave me to die'
- Aw, come on, Doc, you're such an academic
- Je suis allee voir dans sa tete
- 16 chants de Noel
- 16 chants de Noel
- Talking of sheep...
- The distancing of Jesus from the churches
- So this is how it is to be
- And....And Stafford....And
- A limp prick and no balls
- Excuse me while I dress my hair with vine leaves
- Excuse me while I dress my hair with vine leaves
- Other notes
- Other notes
- Blair
- No?
- 'Are you still laughing, Sarat?' Pt One
- 'Are you still laughing, Sarat?' Pt Two
- If you're going to Acton Vale, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
- The truth about medicine
- Getting nowhere fast
- Bird in the bloody wilderness
- As I have so tiresomely repetitively said
- Untitled
- That which sustains
- Therefore, Vice-Chancellor
- The lies they tell and the drivel they spout
- Rising above the evil reptilian kitten-eaters
- We too do not do cowering
- What the papers say
- The closed (sealed/wounded/stunted/practically non-existent) mind
- Dust and sparkles: child of Dust and Light and Lenin
- Just screaming
- More ridiculous womanish screaming
- Look, children, do look, it's a Five-Year Plan
- Fictionally speaking...The House that Keir built
- The heavy mob moves in: "We're Ancient Greeks. We do reason. And of course democracy."
- What did New Labour achieve?
- Apollo speaks
- Physician, heal thyself - or not
- Wholly unnecessary footnote
- Ah, the dirty underbelly of medicine
- Artemis' arrows
- Dear Apollo, I think the mind-itch needs to be stronger
- A few hymns
- Rhinoceros!
- Begging them to sue me for 15 years
- 'Now that I lie here/My body all holes/I think of the traitors/Who bargained and sold'
- Of course, if anyone has a spare atom bomb
- Whatever it takes
- Shit on the sole of my boot
- Shit on the sole of my boot
- You will see me dead rather than support me
- Vultures waiting for the flesh that dies
- Would you like to see the state of my mattress?
- 'When you've shouted "Rule, Britannia!"...
- 'I vow to thee, my country...' Aw, come on, you know it makes your skin crawl
- The Fixers
- The prince, the cardinal, the duke, the politician and the professor
- The Enforcers
- Me charm. You just strange
- So what exactly am I saying here?
- Pussy Riot: Yet another day in the destruction of Ivana Denisovich
- Untitled
- Pussy Riot (2): no pasaran
- Just smile for the camera, fuckers
- PANTHER: the animations, though not yet the videos
- Theme music
- So-o-o
- Just a stupid woman screaming
- Just a reminder of the Miracle of Exmoor
- Mess with the best. Die like the rest
- The essential paradigm
- No-one wants me to survive. No-one wants me to succeed
- "Are you still laughing, Sarat?"
- You have heard of the University, Doctor?
- PANTHER: The Manual, out now on Scribd
- Going back to work tomorrow
- The gift of speech
- Point counterpoint
- To cut a long story short, therefore
- To cut a long story even shorter
- A few things you need to note
- Death rather than dishonour
- In brief, therefore
- Start of first draft - what do you think of it so far?
- Let me tell you a story, Jackanory, Jackanory...
- Phase II
- Thus we see the great esteem in which London medicine holds the University
- Washed down the drain
- Raped, butchered, destroyed means what?
- "I invoke Artemis"
- I invoke Artemis (II)
- The closing-down sale. Everything must go
- Murder by remote control
- Insufferable
- Befehl ist Befehl
- Order of play
- The Broadmoor annexe
- I say, don't they shoot collaborators?
- You pay them
- Dear British Public
- Graphically speaking.....
- I have taken a lead
- Endsum
- The good news and the bad news
- The education suitable to the masses prescribed by the C19th industrialist, therefore
- 'Are you still laughing, Sarat?/Medicine: the joke
- I shit on you daily
- It is fact
- A new continuum...Watch this space not
- Lady Sybil's swamp-dragons (footnote to the above)
- The Age of Aquarius
- But of course your usual Christmas present, little sick-bags
- 'Sing as you raise your bow, shoot straighter than before'
- There's just one huge and enormous difference, isn't there
- Shall we just highlight that bit?
- Untitled
- Untitled
- Off to see the Wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Oz
- Untitled
- 'Don despicable, don of death' Could I leave it out?
- Finish with a summary of the facts
- Roll bloody up for the greatest show on earth
- Just thought to start to make a couple of videos
- Killer Queen
- It is concluded
- A short note
- I need help
- Get out of my university, animals
- Bluestockings
- Oh, when is this going to end?
- Go for it, fuckers, go for it
- Fnords, Jesus and the gerund
- Corsin and coradium
- TAH: Chapter One
- The cancer that is medicine
- The Petri dish
- Hanging them is good. Exposing them is better
- Lattic....
- Female = non-person
- That which sustains reprise
- Faun: Unda. To that which sustains, we can add...
- Non, c'est pas ca
- Quod erat demonstrandum
- To move on, therefore
- So there you have it
- The script
- Ars longa vita brevis
- PANTHER: the movie
- Animal Farm: the midden
- The word is psychopath
- If you prefer, a septic tank
- And the rest
- Twin cores
- Graecia capta ferum victorem cepit
- Here the matter rests at present
- So just what is this bloody nonsense?
- My knowledge of Photoshop has increased by leaps and bounds
- Question One
- Words and pictures
- Etched in acid
- Dear fucking world
- More
- Caniba and Hokabi
- I think - class (Lancashire A, puh-lease, rhymes with gas)
- What is the point of what you are saying? What is it intended to achieve?
- PANTHER was created in 2008
- Happy Samhain
- Profound concern
- The Road to the Isles
- And of course Andy Stewart
- 'Banks on every finger'
- Don't tread on me
- A Miracle of Exmoor: a Christmas masque
- Untitled
- Pretty much a classic, wouldn't you say
- Goose-stepping morons should try reading books not burning them (2)
- There is no reasoning with them
- A little give and take
- Extraordinary irresistible find
- Music
- So there it is, part solution, mostly not
- Reprise: 'Are you still laughing, Sarat?'/Medicine: the joke
- Mireille
- Espèce de pute!
- Etched in stone
- Hate Fal the most?
- Or Shav?
- Or is it Dill?
- Or is it Dill?
- Reminder: Ars longa vita brevis
- Reminder: PANTHER: the movie
- 'If you cannot make up rhymes/There are always the columns of The Times'
- Jarring blast: letter to my father 19th February 2012
- Vermin made simple
- You were saying
- And so, dear MI5, dear Labour Party, dear University...
- I who might as well be fucking dead
- Death rather than dishonour
- Strands
- Dolls on music-boxes wound up by a key
- Beyond death
- You can fit a lot into a five-minute video
- Je suis Charlie
- Marble Arch? The Brandenburg Gate? The Colosseum?
- Sort of cross between Athena and Artemis, really
- OK, lemme be rational
- Meanwhile...
- Meanwhile...
- As if: cui bono?
- Dark satanic mills
- Work in progress
- Welcome to sewer NHS
- Over my dead body
- Beam them up to the Great Prick in the Sky
- So there it is, part solution, mostly not
- That which sustains finale
- Messing about on the River: Lattic, Sarat and Shavli too
- Christ, it's a mad monkey
- Lots of nuffink
- Led Zep: Kashmir (2)
- The pillars of the West/By all means get us wrong, Father
- Evil reptilian kitten-eater
- Cockroach Protection League
- Happy Easter
- The very models of a medical practitioner
- The Act of Desecration
- No is the answer. What is the question? Loony alert, therefore
- The Grand Plan
- Go for it
- Waste of oxygen
- Prologue
- Intermezzo
- Just the time for a brief reminder
- Mess with the best - die like the rest
- Wailings of sick Trots not
- Heavy metal
- 'Allow me to introduce myself...'
- Freddie and Peter
- How to depict one of the most powerful men in the world
- Moog
- Anyone for tennis?
- Hair
- Hairier?
- Hairiest?
- Untitled
- Python and Allen
- Prepared for any eventuality
- Bad moon rising with soundtrack
- Riders on the storm with soundtrack
- 'Sing as you raise your bow, shoot straighter than before' encore une fois
- Not one foul animal among them will uphold freedom and democracy
- Flower power
- Meanwhile there's really only one song for Ardeshna (and Blair)
- Thin red line - the third of the set
- PANTHER: the movie - nealy there
- Do you like my channel art?
- Couple more soundbites to choke on
- Home movie
- Damaged goods
- How is Virginia these days?
- The Hunger Games
- Now on YouTube
- Second vid
- The Mutts
- The Mutt Pit
- The video I shall make
- Kindly therefore display all the wit, creaivity, intellect, education and intelligence you don't have
- The last picture show
- Faun: Unda. To that which sustains, we can add...
- Faun: Unda. To that which sustains, we can add...
- Faun: Unda. To that which sustains, we can add...
- The Last Picture Show 2: female eunuchs
- In tg
- New Page
- New Page
- New Page
- In
- In the heat of the night
- In the heat of the night
- Not a complicated image
- Vermin
- 'It is a slave's lot thou describest, to refrain from uttering what one thinks'
- Won't that be fun, Fitter?
- New Page
- Nous sommes tous P:aris
- Meanwhile back at the ranch
- You may remember the Squelch?
- DIXI
- I laugh at you daily
- The end
- Fuck your lies, your cowardice, your hypocrisy, vermin
- Got it all sewn up
- I am Dill
- PANTHER: the movie - a reminder
- And of course the manual
- They deploy
- New Page
- Traitors and would be murderers
- And the other video
- Yes, there are, aren't there.
- Zopiclone
- Hell
- No answer is a very clear answer
- For Katie: All times are now (1)
- For Katie: The Lord of the Dance
- For Katie and m: The heart will go on
- If it's the last thing I ever do, whcih I suppose it might well be
- My fine body twisted, all battered and lame
- Reflections
- For Katie: The trumpet shall sound
- For Katie: Hallelujah Chorus
- For Katie
- The service
- Reading from 'Burnt Norton'
- Going Back
- or in other words
- I need help
- Time past and time future
- Tomorrow
- How many other lives have you destroyed?
- Arundel
- After such knowledge, what forgiveness
- Let it be said - it will be said
- Information governance
- So----
- Sitting in their tin cans far above the world...
- Another shit-filled weekend
- The Cull
- Society has the right to require of avery public agent an account of his administration
- The laughing stock
- 'Sing while you raise your bow...'
- Simple questions
- For fuck's sake they're all vermin
- Functionally illiterate
- Of no significance to me whatever
- The best story
- Mess with the best. Die like the rest
- The visible difference
- Drop the dead donkey: UCH imploding
- It remains the case
- Oh, and it remains the case
- What matters
- Salvat regina!
- Nancy Wake
- Nancy Wake 2
- 2016: your annual treat - A Miracle of Exmoor
- Dunscreaming (shortly, anyhow)
- Any normal person
- Malice
- Keep your loving brother happy
- Surprised by joy
- University Challenge
- Meanwhile back at the lamp-post
- Except to speak of the absolute horror
- And in particular
- Because I screamed I needed help
- QED
- Sredni Vashtar
- The wild and wacky world of the Waffen SS
- Think I'm a bloody servant, do you
- Irrationality
- Literate, literary, educated, intellectual England
- Refinements
- Doesn't the University see the joke?
- The Piper at the Gates of Dawn
- On the whole, I think....
- Ain't taking it from a woman
- A great and mighty wonder I'm still standing
- The zenith of human possibility
- ' pilot of the storm who leaves no trace'
- 'Sing while you raise your bow. Shoot straighter than before'
- In the face of the evidence
- Watch this space
- Brennt Paris?
- 'I vow to thee, my country...' Aw, come on, you know it makes your skin crawl
- Within you, without you - especially without you
- Ain't I got no respet
- Goose-stepping morons should try reading books not burning them
- The Matter of Kadun: physics and metaphysics
- Cartoons
- Over-arching significance not
- They just wouldn't list
- 'And now that I lie here/My body all holes'
- Photoshoot
- I saved about half the books
- I just don't understand
- Fnords
- Pigs in clover
- See you in hell, fuckers
- Attempted murder
- Bog-rats
- Person or persons unknown but very guessable
- All you need is love
- One more time
- More
- Depict them in bondage
- In sum, Mr Benn's questions
- 'Arnold Lane/Had a strange/Hobby...'
- '...Doors bang/Chain-gang...'
- Etx
- Shoot straighter than before
- My moon and my wand
- My college, my university
- Inevitable and not
- painfully slow on the uptake
- This too you may stuff up your arse
- And of course this
- Pout
- TTFN
- Wiping excrement off the sole of my boot
- A West End comedy, perhaps
- Fascism
- I really don't think so, no
- For Katie: He who would valiant be
- For Katie: He who would valiant be
- For Barry: Danny Boy
- Epitaph: it's your funeral
- Yea, though I work in the Land of the Valley of the Shadow of Death
- Do learn to read, Doctor
- The crooked road the English drunkard made
- By Oak and Ash and Thorn
- Can't un read plain words of English
- I get the gist, I surely do
- The world of perversion
- The Ottery has moved to the banks of the Arun
- Snapping my claws at the foeman''s chants
- Yes, the crash of the waves on the foreshore
- The even longer march of Everywoman
- You tried so desperately hard to destroy me
- Evil reptilian kitten-eaters
- The five most evil men in England
- Love does not drown in corruption)
- Like something out of Hieronymus Bosch
- Harry Secombe: The Old Rugged Cross
- The Drivellers
- Insolence is so very vexing, is it not
- Protected by the faith of my fore-fathers
- Lost causes
- Solid Soviet steel
- 1
- Murderous vermin who jeer at disability
- Clarity
- De profundis clamavi
- Reprise: Nancy Wake 2
- Generals gather in their masses...
- Cry foul and bloody murder
- Tumour
- New Page
- Ludicrous
- I think I said get me out of there
- This is not life
- All bets off, fuckers
- New Page
- Dearest darling Katie and Barry
- You think you impress me?
- Manners, ladies and gentlemen, puh-lease
- I suppose the exact charge would be
- No-o-o I don't thik you should forget about Lattic
- Boys having a bit of a larf
- I thnk, you know, dear Artemis...
- Sttill drooling, are you
- 'Thou shallt not suffer a witch to live.;
- My YouTube channel
- Education is what is left
- New Page
- To su
- To sum up
- The endless road traversed (nearly)
- It's a mandala, stupid
- Happy New Year
- Keep your loving brother happy
- Not with a bang but a whimper
- I, however, have outstanding questions
- Feline groovy
- Suitable cases for treatment
- I have spoken
- Nothing taxing to the sane
- I have of course the utmost...
- Doctors and nurses cannot cope with quantum physics
- Addended: Etched in acid and have been for years
- The psychology of medicine
- No outcry
- A very simple question
- To which task I shall now..
- RIP the Labour Party
- First things first
- I a woman
- The Howard lion
- Lest we forget: I don't
- New Page
- Pat me on the head and tell mee not to be a silly little girl
- I a woman of over 60
- A hanging matter
- The gross falsification of history
- 'The writers by their presence...'
- One more time just for the hell of it
- Lastly...
- The answer is no
- So that was the Universiity that was
- Hey you, get off of my cloud...
- Off. off, off of my cloud...
- A right waste of make-up
- So what?
- Footnotes to the above
- So where - ?
- What is the name of - and can't they - ?
- The glorious first of June
- Why has the door not been smashed down/?
- Your professors, Vice-Chancellor
- Anti-dialogue
- Shall we finish with a quick...
- They don't want the Jabberwock slain
- ABOVE THE LAW?
- So - I think -
- "Sentence first = verdict afterwards."
- DA and TM
- Post mortem
- Everywhere I go people are collecting bloody food
- how many people are on PAYE?
- I am naturallly reminded...
- Where was I?
- Where was I (2)?
- Welcome to the NHS
- Let's play doctors and nurses
- 'Senior members of the University'
- These are {{DOCTORS}}} and {{{NURSES}}}
- The girl who talked to otters
- How you hate intelligence
- And you always get away with it, don't you
- And you always get away with it, don't you
- The Hundred Flowers Movement
- New Page
- In one line
- Belloc, Apollo and May
- While readiing The Four Men
- Golgotha, place of a skull
- Troll toes
- So go for it
- PUT-DOWN
- New Page
- The required result
- Sex and mind
- Their mommas told them...
- Greece or Rome
- The new normal
- Isn't this interesting?
- New Page
- Ruthless vicious evil old men
- The charge is atteempted murder
- The C-List
- Q&A
- Ludicrous propositions
- Chained to the oars
- Footnotes
- 1095 and all that
- The Anglican garden
- Or of course a Kabbalist
- I have some time ago...
- Cult, Death-Eaters
- Not forgetting Nathan the Wise
- Cultural exchange
- And of course not forgetting...
- In short, in my young day...
- Contemplating this Matter of Kadun
- Nearly there
- I detect, therefore
- 'That government by the people, for the people, shall not perish from this earth.'
- Tingle
- Follow-up
- Cave-meen
- Not ancient history
- I have indeed graphically
- 'By their deeds'
- So maybe you'll also like this bit
- Just to be exact
- Which?
- Oh, all right, just for you
- Left something out, didn't I
- Didn't quite finish that off
- Ciletij
- Ritawa
- Shav and Zik
- The party
- Spetzi
- senoki
- Punching the pixels
- Reality
- More tails from the riverbank
- The Sarat and Maya Show
- Perverts
- If we may now...
- In short
- progress
- A national joke
- The Spetzi Effect
- Quanta
- Who owns me if I do not own myself? Reprise
- Who owns me if I do not own myself? Reprise
- Boys having a bit of a larf
- You really have....
- And they all just sit there
- So exactly what - ?
- Hostile fascist foreign powers
- Personal, very
- Rubber dolly
- Essentially
- Fana
- LLLLOLLLL
- Unnatural, innit
- It's over, monkeys, over
- You might learn something but probably not
- So now Blair will tell us all
- Spetzi and Qine
- RL
- Qine and Spetzi
- Fucktards united
- Capital
- Well, didn't I just hand myself the short straw
- Do they actually understand?
- Quotable quotes
- 3D printing
- Ah, but can you print fluffy cushions?
- Taking an intelligent interest
- Vaudos 1
- Vaudos 2
- Vaudos 2.75
- New Page
- Anniversary Waltz
- Automation: ostrich land
- The Kirit and Micaela Show
- New Page
- Cookery time
- What are they like!
- Until we meet on camera...
- And just because I know you love Homeric hymns
- New Page
- Dear Artemis, Athena, Apollo and Pan
- Baz and Paw on the loose in Van-Senok
- Back to the fermions
- Buffy the Vampire Slayer
- A crude, vulgar, ugly, insolent, mad and evil little man
- RIP English Christianity
- And the outstanding question is...
- Foxes, fruit, fermions and fuck you where you breathe
- Varna's Wall
- Particularly working on
- From the Shrine to the Viledeen
- Spring
- Fisking Welby
- New Page
- And how is the great penis in the sky tonight?
- After-thoughts: don't forget Isis and her pal Sobek
- The cat I don't yet have
- The Greater and Lesser Lunacies
- To whom it may concern....
- New Page
- Frank
- Cock-suckers
- Should you not be a movie buff...
- Marked as property
- Questions, questions....
- You will publicly answer those questions
- And this was Margaret
- Reprise: Our grandfather who art in heaven (though I doubt it), Howard be thy name
- To remind you...
- England the poem
- Back to the Viledeen
- Come on, I just want you to...
- So this is the story
- New Page
- Theme from The Water Margin
- Turn off the bloody Horst Wessel Lied
- Is it -10 yet?
- Chesterton - and Belloc
- New Page
- So what have I proved?
- Mock you incessantly
- No problem, no problem at all
- They have only one interest
- Misa and ban-Razit
- Rowley and Saunders
- HARD WIRING
- Bad science
- Dereliction of duty here, comrades
- Taking it from the top..
- New Page
- Dot the i. Cross the t
- More Fal
- Maya's assassination
- So-o-o
- Well, hi there, Sar-fenan
- And the third reason
- Ysabel Belinda Felicity Jehan Howard
- 'And now that I lie here...'
- Ain't they really
- And so
- 'Of course she has to do this on her own.'
- Who the fuck are Bonnie and Clyde
- How the cards fall
- And don't forget Dill
- And Shav and Dill
- Squishy, Archchancellor: not a healthy diet
- Back to you, Sar-Fenan
- This is not a physics textbook
- e=mc2
- A NON-EVENT
- woo hoo
- Her story
- Oi, you, Sar-fenan!
- Bloody kitten-eaters
- HHGG 1
- HHGG 4
- HHGG 2
- Reprise: It reallly is...
- Dave Allen
- Some psycho schizoid freak
- So absolutely insolently irreducibly evil
- This site
- Under the block
- Do you not understand?
- Gee, it's so wonderful to know
- Parameters
- I might go so far as to say
- I might''ve finished losing my temper
- Archaeopteryx flew like a pheasant
- I am not a child. Children are under 16
- New Page
- Blair, Corbyn, WCPI
- Smile for the camera
- 'Labour'
- Nothing you won't surrender
- HTF do I hitch a lift to Betelgeuse?
- "We are the Daleks."
- Back as ever to the Viledeen
- Scream quietly or the neighbours will hear
- The products rejected out of hand
- ComSymp ShariaSymp Fit the Third
- How to defend England
- If you cannot get rid of the people who govern you...
- National Museum Wales
- Why is this continuing?
- My mission I seem to have been landed with
- Dixi
- Go it alone, suffer alone, what's new
- Deep breaths
- New Page
- Gratis
- Justt to complete the set
- About that grave
- Damn!
- About that clock
- Oh pilot of the storm that leaves no trace
- Last but by no means least
- After which
- Or in short
- Notification...
- I think perhaps tomorrow...
- C17th England
- Je suis comme je suis
- Whatever you do, take pride...
- Selfies
- There remains of course my mind
- If you failed to get the gist
- Alice's Left Hip Esquire
- Limp pricks and no balls
- New Page
- Never ask them to strip
- You, off my planet
- If they absolutely won't...
- Achilles' heel
- Oh just do begone
- No-one on Planet Normal
- Welcome to Labour's England
- Democracy...
- New Page
- Bringing back the dark
- The best story
- Is there one single point?
- To come up to date
- Evil
- The destruction of the intellectual basis of the free world
- The mad relations in the rafters
- Let this be my contentment
- Results
- None of which of course
- A purely indigenous evil
- Here the matter rests at present
- New Page
- New Page
- A toss-up
- Blair
- New Page
- Reality 105
- The wearing of the green
- Recently come to light
- Growly snarly wolf
- New Page
- Five years later...
- Bobbles
- OK, assume.
- A flight of fancy
- So long as we understand each other
- Footnote
- Fisking Warsi reprise
- Why was nothing done?
- Job well done, filth
- Being a galactic mail from me to Zaphod
- Beyond evil
- In the 61st minute of the final hour
- Doo-be, doo-be, do
- English Christianity until....
- New Page
- 'I AM KING AND GOD AND LAW#
- So I get this
- Bad mood
- Another book for you, Blair
- One should always write things down - in some form or another
- All cleared up in five minutes
- Of course I have worn such a hat
- Thus, bloody thus
- No pasaran
- I continued...
- You prefer Misa and Ban-razit
- The 3D printer in the town centre
- Labour's apotheosis
- Selling women by the pound
- Why, my own mother and father wouldn't recognize me
- And the punchline is
- Do just go and fuck yourselves
- Fruit Loop
- Only one interest
- The price of a woman's body
- Eris
- Just can't hear you
- VR
- Not as exciting as Hokabi
- 'Unfortunate'
- Oh look what they're saying about me
- Should one really not...
- I am intelligent.
- From the archives: fisking Warsi
- Do MPs entirely grasp what they're there for?
- Our servants not our masters
- New Page
- Or you could say the reverse
- The problem is that there is no problem
- Irrelevant
- From the archives: who killed Banaz
- From the archives: ooh, we are so sensitive
- From the archives: wondrous multiculturalism
- From the archives: Banaz' sister spoke out
- Neither right nor honourable nor gentlemen
- The carrion chorus
- And so
- New Page
- Can hear you from here, animal
- Forgot it at Christmas
- 'Blinder motions bounded in a shallower brain'
- So golly gosh
- And I laugh (2)
- What else can we talk about
- Thus
- Spare ribs
- Mene mene tekel upharsin
- And of course...
- Matthew 7: 3
- Blair
- This exchange
- Because it's a horrible way to die
- Peter
- Those convictions
- A purely pernicious twist
- The open mind
- They took away the post-its
- First part of Fal 2
- Sarat at the Shrine 1
- Sarat at the Shrine 2
- To continue...
- Contemplating this Matter of Kadun 1
- 2. Contemplating this Matter of Kadun 2
- Shav, Petrush and this Matter of Kadun
- Shav, Petrush and this Matter of Kadun
- Dill and this Matter of Kadun
- Of course
- Ridiculous and viie
- From the archives: obedience (1912)
- I should imagine...
- From the archives: And who kept this bubbling?
- From the archives: Voltaire on the CofE
- From the archives: Extra ecclesiam nulla salus
- From the archives: The Vatican archives 1
- From the archives: the Vatian archives 2
- From the archives: The Vatican archives 3
- 2000 years making most of it up
- Proud Archbishop of York conducts his own daughter's wedding ceremony
- New Page
- Nothing may be said. Nothing may be done.
- It seemed a good idea at th e time
- Sarat, Maya, Cioulis, Spetzi,Ritawa reprise
- Aren't they gorgeous?
- A precedent has been set
- Something else for the animals to gloat over
- Let's play doctors and nurses
- Women beware women
- How best may we accommodate you, o master
- The Agora
- New Page
- Violence power coercion desecration
- BOURGEOIS MORALITY
- New Page
- Once more from the top
- So what do I think?
- First part of Fal
- Fal 2 2021
- Fal and Tet
- To conclude: to whom it may concern
- Sarat and Hass
- THis is what I look like, Vice-Chancellor
- Sonderkommando
- The balance of probability
- Can I keep this up for ever?
- How you hate intelligence 2
- Et freaking cetera
- Honestly, darling, that mantilla
- The prince, the duke, the cardinal, the politician and the professor
- The Fixers
- The Enforcers
- By the balls of Apollo!
- Cernunnos
- Burunda
- Solidarity
- About that new sofa I printed...
- A position it is entirely easy to understand
- Yes. Yes, you are ridiculous
- Yes. Yes, everything I have said about you is an understatement
- Meanwhile back at the ottery
- The flawed concept of Islamophobia
- Oh rats!
- The revolving door
- Ah yes, my future
- Explicit liber
- So now....
- Deep breaths
- Thanks awfully for the suggestion, old boy
- A list, therefore
- Previous reflections
- Ah, culture
- Ah, here you have the nub
- New Page
- Tropes
- Letter to my dead parents
- New Page
- These they left me
- Don't forget Lattic
- Is it a bird? Is it a plane?
- Song of the Western Men
- The new national anthem
- Wanna see the Deeds
- New Page
- Another very fine song
- Shamima Begum
- The perfect citizens of a fascist state
- Grease
- Love, Serafina Pekkala
- To whom it may concern
- First part of Fal
- Fal 2
- Also to whom it may concern
- So what happened then?
- New Page
- New Page
- Who has no authority in England
- I shall now potter off
- La trahison des clercs
- 'Those who cannot remember the past...'
- A little intellectual exercise...
- The view of the Labour leadership
- Take it from the top, Karl
- Is Abbott a feminist? We shall see
- Ooh, we are so sensitive
- Death before dishonour
- Listen very carefully. I shall say this only once
- Of course certain lines here
- Hide the Secret. Hide the Weakness
- The very model of a modern faith apologist
- Models of modern health practitioners
- Meanderings
- Negation
- Bloody certifiable
- Convert, comrades, convert!
- Found the articles
- Dangerous animals
- I name you the Duke of Plaza-Toro
- New Page
- New Page
- Christchurch 1
- New Page
- New Page
- To May, whom it concerns
- Shouts and whispers
- Hic jacet
- Hyde Park, London, England
- Condition of the Working-Class in England 1845
- Thus ComSymp ShariaSymp
- Ooh, you guessed
- You are so obvious
- In detail
- Hard wiring
- If mind does not exist., democracy is unnecessary
- Th Age of Reason, 1794
- Fisking Cantuar
- Danger: profoundly esoteric image
- The seer and that which he sees are one.
- Meanwhile hats off to the Guardian
- Letter to MI5 in case you missed it.
- Fucking Pollyanna
- The Greta Garbo Home for Wayward Boys and Girls
- Perhaps in five year old English
- Non serviam
- The 7 principles of public life. Pix too
- Tor and Tonge
- Barking moonbats
- Herr Hitler, I presume
- A rich joke, Blair
- Eire in the 1950s?
- Cold shower
- By definition 'God' has to know what a lepton is
- Ah, the Yorkshire Ripper
- Parallel government
- New Page
- You will not look at them
- The magic migraine
- From about a year ago
- La nausee
- Yes, it's Operation Mindfuck
- Book review
- Happy bloody Easter
- A little quiet attempted murder
- Fal 2
- The curse of the killer zombies
- So the next logical step would be...
- Don't my silly little arts degree mean nuffink?
- Oh dear I have upset someone(s)
- New Page
- A few questions
- There are no great ones
- Gets so horribly in the way
- Violence against women, it's what you pay your taxes for
- 'Bring me the head of Alfreddo Garcia'
- Just don't forget Lattic
- The House of the Rising Sun
- The initiation of force
- Yes, that's right, I said Bentley
- Turning now to this Matter of Kadun I
- Shav, Petrush and this Matter of Kadun
- Shav, Petrush and the Matter of Kadun 2
- Do admire your handiwork
- Marche funebre
- Misogyny
- On this 75th anniversary...
- The Enchanted Forest
- If you should confront these filth
- Encore une fois
- Impertinent evil filth
- A successful outcome
- Therefore...
- Which end is up
- I shall create it
- PANTHER: The Manual, out now on Scribd
- Sarat, Maya, Cioulis, Spetzi,Ritawa
- First part of Fal
- Fal 2
- Indeed there are many interesting people to talk to in my mind
- Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof
- To dig a little deeper
- Of food-banks and reprographics
- No dark
- Just remembered another spectacular waste of money
- More about Tories
- And more...
- This and that and some of the other
- Or in short
- Don't forget The House That Keir Built
- Memo to the Senate of the University of London
- Turning now to this Matter of Kadun I
- Shav, Petrush and this Matter of Kadun
- The fur does settle...
- Models of medical practitioners
- HARD WIRING 2
- Strange things happen in the quantum universe
- Strange things happen in the quantum world
- "Are you still laughing, Sarat?"
- Falsity
- Je ne regrette rien
- Of course you could always check the facts
- 'Do you recall what was the deal/The day the music died.'
- The family handbook
- Goose-stepping morons
- Riidiculous
- Welcome to the diverse and plural real world
- Does it not sound sweet?
- This half-wit waving her degree...
- O tempora! O mores! O mayhem!
- Sexism is a crime
- ''I can't be treated like this.'
- And here the matter rests at present
- J'ai vecu
- Extreme unction
- The free movement of peoples
- The rules
- The witch must burn in hell, he trumpeted,
- You can always ask Google
- Monsters
- Just think, then you can add murder to your CVs
- New Page
- No dark
- In sum
- Give them everything they ask for
- Good for a laugh
- The end. Full stop.
- Just grow a pair
- Bad moon rose
- To whom it may concern
- And?
- And don't forget Lattic
- The Hall of Mirrors
- Because of course
- How to murder a woman
- Bwahaha
- They gave them time
- My big brown eyes
- A n all-party statement from the House of Commons
- Fat pig
- Always remember...
- Always remember...
- The whole lot of them
- Clear and present danger
- Note to Jackson, Hughes and Ardeshna
- So...
- Oy, you
- They did not like the New Marxism at all
- Irritable Owl Syndrome
- The drivel show
- Oh, you know, Woodstock
- Aqiuarius
- One more time and once again...
- Anglican England
- Since I feel bloody annoying
- At cock crow
- Civilized behaviour
- New Page
- 'Thirty pieces of silver'
- 'I look for truth and find that I get damned'
- Found the quote
- Carrion
- Books
- Singer to my clan in that dim red dawn of man
- Five Prime Ministers
- The victory of the Tuatha de Danaan
- A briefer response
- Bonfire Night
- Conjecture
- Or as I said more lucidly...
- They really didn't like my poems at all
- Denis Diderot
- The Age of Reason
- Some years later...
- We the people
- Side-dishes
- So do tell
- Facts
- Reality
- Because I know you hate it even more
- So perhaps
- Termites
- So you go right on..
- I even told them about the SOE
- Transforming the Na-Mhoram's Grim
- Oh and this
- I think Hafiz would have liked Bunyan's hymn
- Fisking Warsi
- Welcome to Brighton, a plural and diverse community
- An 'All Party Parliamentary Group'
- Oh, when will this end?
- QEbloodyD
- To return to civilization.
- Fal continued
- Fal and Tet
- Dill and this Matter of Kadun
- Shav, Petrush and this Matter of Kadun
- Maya's assassination
- They stripped
- For monkey-nuts: dixi
- Fisking Malik: Preamble
- Melodrama
- Fisking Malik: Part One
- The end is Nye
- Aberfan
- New York Mining Disaster 1941
- Resonances
- Don't talk to me about the law
- And so...
- And the other thing...
- you so love lies, don't you
- Writing things down
- I am the very model of a medical practitioner
- PAINLESS BUT PERMANENT
- Love from Serafina Pekkala
- A difference of opinion
- Just a theory
- What the hell do you think I am, you ridiculous little pieces of shit
- This will do for the time being
- This colour doesn't run
- The desired result
- No balls, 'Frank', just no balls
- Just call me Harmonica
- Hokabi
- In his tin can, far above the world
- Bloody psychopaths, in short
- Berchtesgaden, 1935
- You are so obvious, Blair
- So what happens next?
- So what is the matter with you
- End of the road
- Happy New Year
- Meaningless
- Kinky boys
- A sick joke
- So:
- Bottom-feeders
- New Page
- So why are you here?
- There, isn't that just so cute
- The Lizard of Oz
- And stuff this...
- And they have never heard of...
- Of course I'm a fucking witch
- Just getting out my tunic of skins
- Erudite, that's me
- In short...
- First part of Fal
- Fal 2
- So, as ever
- It is a slave's lot thou describest
- Shav, Petrush and this Matter of Kadun
- Medicine: the joke
- Are you five-year-olds?
- The Directorate
- Murderers and traitors
- Books....
- Books, filth, books
- Since I have no intention...
- Oh, how they stripped.
- Indeed, it is like this, Doc
- Thus...
- And the fuss is about what?
- This and that
- And don't forget Lattic
- Lemme set the scene
- Diversity
- This matter of Kadun: (inner and eso) 1
- The matter of Kadun (inner and eso) 2
- They are the Daleks. They are Masters of the Universe
- I however do not remotely think that
- 'See how I die. Just watch me die.'
- A simple case of attempted murder
- The final act
- Our story
- So why did they not support PANTHER?
- Love drowned in Corruption
- All times are now (1)
- Transforming the Na-Mhoram's Grim
- 'The Father took from him the Keys and the Sword'
- 'That government by the people....'
- Ir's a fucking doddle
- The smoking gun
- Read all abaht it
- Woo-hoo, it's a full moon.
- Carrion
- 'All you need is love'
- Just not macho
- So what precisely - ?
- so when England's answer to Indiana Jones...
- And you filth at UCH
- 'When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald...'
- More history (after a bit)
- Exodus 32 (well, loosely)
- A 99% confidence rating
- Something of the kind..
- Come to my funeral, Blair?
- Do anything for them, anything to feed them
- Forgot to repeat the Bobbles letters
- England in the C21st and the C12th
- In the event of.
- My head held firmly under water
- The most basic standards
- Miscellany
- The primate pecking order
- Cancer Ward
- Locke, Hume, Kant, Mill, is there anyone they didn't ban
- Farce
- The Tories' own quest for ideological purity
- 'opium of the people'
- Blair's New Model England
- In English not Latin or Arabic
- Because no-one stops them
- The thin end of the wedge
- Intellectually sickening
- And don't forget Lattic
- Sickboy
- From the Shrine to the Viledeen
- The company of civilized people
- The care of the penis
- So you're happy now
- Unlikely
- I hope...
- So very much more interesting
- Astronomy for Kids of all ages
- Dill and this Matter of Kadun
- In sum....
- Shit
- And I laugh
- Feeesh
- And be damned to you.
- Avatars of perfection
- New Page
- Marked for extermination from the start
- i'm helpless and desperate and alone so just fuck you
- So just go and
- Wouldn't it be lovely to be in hospital
- Alice's adventure in hospital
- The NHS does not live by bread alone
- Just say cheese
- Clear and present danger to women
- There are those who despise being able to spell....
- I remain, yours sincerely
- Do you think I don't know what you are
- Thus troll toes
- Achilles
- Complete barbarians
- Bloody rings of power
- Lady Sybil's exploding dragons
- Mesdames, messieurs, faites vos jeux
- A societal archetype....
- Sascha doing his renowned impression of a baby zebra
- Pog ma thoin!
- The continuum
- Good to see the young people out in the fresh air enjoying themselves
- Look once again at spite-ridden lower-middle-class women
- So the hell with you
- Mr Morgan, Mr Paxman
- Ah, you're going to sue me?
- Or perhaps
- So which particular set of ludicrous and obscene lies?
- The opium of the people
- Throw them my body, throw them my life. Can't do enough for them
- The hell with all of you
- First part of Fal
- Fal 2
- Fal and Tet
- All any of them want, my destruction, the destruction of democracy, destruction of the University
- Maya's assassination
- Sarat, Maya, Cioulis, Spetzi,Ritawa
- Vultures
- They had one chance
- Monsters
- So the fuss is about what?
- Unrectifiable harm done with malice aforethought
- There was, you will recall, a bad moon rising
- Cool stuff
- Just what is your fucking problem?
- So now Emglishwomen are destroyed at the command of sadists
- Aggravating factors: adding insult to injury
- Selfies
- Evidence
- Bonnie and Clyde
- Chinese whispers
- Beyond evil
- Evidence
- They jumped from 40,000 feet without a parachute
- Kindle and things
- Bloody Operation Mindfuck
- What to do when they push Chinese writing under the door
- The word you seek is brainwashed
- The bloody cosmic laughter.
- I thought you might like to see...
- Women's bodies break easily
- They were told and they were told and they were told
- Not on the whole given to Schadenfreude
- Do they actually have IQs or do they flatline?
- Wouldn;'t it be funny if Bobbles were Francis
- All times are now, yet again
- Shame
- What you need to do...
- So all of it a right bloody waste of make-up
- 'There is nothing you can't buy'
- And of course I told them what would happen
- The sub-species woman
- Le quatorze juillet
- Oh and this bit, comrades
- 'Tell all the boys I'm back in the city...'
- Time for a wash and brush-up
- And, and, and
- Verse 5 of the Red Flag and don't forget Lattic
- New Page
- But of course
- Fill in a few gaps
- Merit
- Homo sapiens sapiens stands erect
- Bunch of boobs
- The required result
- Lower than vermin, much lower
- And another one
- The Wizard of Oz
- And the only outstanding question
- Cooking the books
- so come on....
- Hell and tarnation
- You did go to school, Blair?
- New Page
- New Page
- Sick-boys
- Pscyho-sexual cripples
- Understanding
- Oh and because I know you're thick...
- Another scalp for the sick-boys
- So, pig-bitch
- Pig-bitch 2
- Pig-bitch 3
- Functionally illiterate
- How you hate human
- The ghost in the machine was riled
- Dear MI5 person
- Or perhaps Linch and Goldstone prefer...
- Yes
- First part of Fal
- Fal 2
- Fal and Tet
- You, Blair
- This site will self-destruct...
- Left out repeating the juicy bit
- Hi to the University of Witwatersrand or wherever
- You are really very funny
- You are really very funny
- How very funny
- As if
- If...
- Can it be more obvious>
- Conclusion
- The initiation of force
- A busted flush
- Shall we have that again?
- The sum of the ravings
- This meanwhile
- But of course
- Point-blank rejection of the governing system of the country
- What part of fuck off does the Vatican not understand?
- Please save the crackling
- Happy Hallowe'en
- This bit's fun too
- Time it was
- Oh you know, like this
- Screw you....
- As if
- NHS bureaucracy strikes again
- More asses
- Show's over
- My body, my self
- New Page
- Hate intelligence, hate better
- The Library at Alexandria (and things)
- HARD WIRING A
- Hard wiring B
- Hard wiring C
- And of course they ain't fucking illitrit
- Index Librorum Prohibitorum and things
- New Page
- Jesus, look at them!
- So take a walk on the wild side
- But your Achilles' heel remains
- Addressing an empty crisp packet
- Empty crisp packets
- So here's to you, criminal vermin
- Only 4000 variants
- So they sat there jerking themselves off
- And on no account forget Lattic
- So, Mr Benn's questions
- The contents of the septic tank
- Lizard men
- Playing with my dolls
- Ah, yes, the funny farm
- Hic jacet 2
- New Page
- This was Anglican England
- I really understand
- First part of Fal 2021
- Fal 2 2021
- Fal and Tet 2021
- Trash
- The horoor
- The Reformation
- Uncle Joe and the Na-Mhoram's Grim
- Dixi@ I have spokwn
- And govenment is for what?
- And here is picture of Jesus with his beloved pet ferret
- Your Christmas favourite
- Peter
- And this is what happened
- Les Eleutheromanes
- I repeat, just for the hell of it.
- So I'll just go on thinking my own thoughts
- All times are now (1)
- All times are now (3)
- 'Be careful with that axe, Eugene'
- La Ballade des Pendus
- We do not know
- Banal
- The wrong kind of snow
- Oy, monkey-nuts
- Lizard-men
- And of course they all know too
- Fiver in the Death Warren
- And lo it came to pass
- One way to deal with sexual fuxk-ups
- Dill and this Matter of Kadun 2021
- Frauds
- Complications
- Yes, but I know who I am
- Today satirized as
- Dill, the bit in the middle
- Question
- Ah, but
- What can be wrong with that?
- So what have I done
- And this is the state of my body
- Absolutely insolent, absolutely evil, absolutely degenerate
- Dangerous wild beasts
- Cowardly, contemptible cock=suckers
- Farce
- Thus, m'lud, it is clearly demonstrated
- An offence against law, fact, reason, sanity
- So we go through it all again
- The empty swimming-pool
- So I have questions
- One more bloody time
- It remains the best way
- Get real
- Two to the power of 75000 to one against and falling
- Along with Oolon Colluphid
- Head honcho
- So why - ?
- Civilized behaviour
- 'Be careful with that axe,Eugene' (2)
- Deep Thought
- England in the C21st
- So what's next?
- I do understand
- Right bloody waste of make-up
- An aggressive cancer
- A question of degree (not the academic kind)
- McDonnell's little friends in Iran
- Ah, yes, McDonnell
- Everything was perfectly normal
- Blog
- So when did you hear - ?
- Time for a wash and brush-up
- Time for a wash and brush-up (2)
- So calming
- The Piper at the Gates of Dawn
- Google Images search
- Am enthusiastic amateur classicist
- It only remains therefore
- Aum mani padme hum
- New Page
- WHen everything fails
- Jackson
- Thus
- Tsk, tsk, tsk
- If I may translate...
- Perhaps you prefer - ?
- Roast aurochs
- Totally synbolic, totally not
- Just doesn't matter, does it
- Base details
- History, should there be any
- Libro de los juegos
- Yuck! Kitten-eaters!
- Sea-changes: writing the 60s out of history
- So do just tell
- The end of the world is nigh
- New Page
- The party of law and order
- Thank you, Prime Minister, that will be all
- Fit for human habitation
- Aw, Dimitri!
- Yes? And?
- Ah, bon, les putes
- Indicting Tories
- Poor Mr Sunak
- Falsity
- RL
- Untitled
- The D-word
- Nye, wouldst that thou wert living at this hour!
- Sp gp fpr ot
- Fortunately there are more elevated things to do than contemplate infected shit
- The parable of the respirator
- Arbeit macht frei
- Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
- It's the grapes that come from Chile
- Untitled
- The actual social principles of Christianity
- The social principles of Christianity as observed by Marx
- Bananas and eggs with your polio
- The hallmarks of the age
- Gilead
- Spinal tap
- Purr
- An atypical population
- New Page
- Leche-culs
- The Woman with the Book and the Woman with the Bow
- RTFM
- The ceding of democratic control
- I shit on you daily
- The ceding of democratic control pt 2
- Fortunately there are civilized people to talk to
- This is how to deal with pervert monkeys
- Pink stars and burquas
- Ditching the theology of love: reprise
- A happy communist life
- Or you prefer Nigel?
- Our papa
- My turf, bubba
- Guarding the pigs
- Just a little obvious
- New Page
- BDSM
- The deeds, Naylor, the deeds
- So Sarat, Maya, Cioulis, Spetzi,Ritawa
- And the hunt continues
- Jesus!
- Question for those with daughters
- So what has happened to Jesus?
- New Page
- All on prime-time television
- Lest we forget: I don't
- You know, like at Hokabi and Caniba and so on
- Until they learn
- Vaudos 1: so it's a walking fence
- Vaudos 2
- Vaudos 2.75
- First part of Fal
- Fal 2 2021
- Fal and Tet
- New Page
- Don't forget they ain't fucking illitrit
- There when it gets shitty
- Luke 23:46
- Of course he argued with himself about it.
- Democracy: a system devised to cage and contain power
- If there are any future historians
- What to, the Higgs boson?
- Maya's assassination
- Dill and this Matter of Kadun 2021
- 1. Shav, Petrush and this Matter of Kadun
- Astronomy for Kids of all ages
- 1. Contemplating this Matter of Kadun 1
- 2. Contemplating this Matter of Kadun 2
- 2. Shav, Petrush and the Matter of Kadun 2
- Who are pensioners?
- Party political broadcast...
- Look at all the little lungfish
- Unfit to govern
- Protozoa capering in the primeval soup
- Have you managed to be human?
- Life in a fact-free world
- And of course our dear friends the anti-vaxxers
- The wrong kind of Muggle
- Just put this on Twitter too
- Precisely how - ?
- Aroint thee, Muse!
- Death by government
- Cruel and unusual punishment
- It is, I think, the creation of Vernon and Marge
- Gee, isn't it just the market?
- There would not therefore seem to be an real difference
- The goose that laid the golden eggs
- The gifts that kept on giving
- Only 37.9 million tourists a year
- The Big Squeeze
- All the same gig
- Lolling insolent evil
- So now I walk with a rollator
- So, I deem
- Terror-tactics against a medically vulnerable woman
- New Page
- There is no dark
- Me
- The issues facing my grand-parents
- Don't forget the house that Keir built
- The desire of the moth for the flame
- The way through the woods
- Bit late for me and my steed...
- Art is individualism
- Magdalene laundries
- I told you not to put all the stars out
- Indeed the animals have a big problem with my family
- In the garden with Mummy
- ComSymp
- Chanctonbury Ring
- Doubtless too busy
- Light reading
- Reality 102: reprise
- Reality 103: reprise
- Reality 103a: reprise
- Reality 104: reprise
- Religious census of 1851
- Mortal sin
- If Twitter is anything to go by...
- The 1945 Labour landslide
- So just look at them all, Vice-Chancellor
- And of course an offence to UCL
- Time for a wash and brush-up
- The new Marxism
- Coal in the bath and the victim culture (2)
- Nice bit of bedtime reading
- Christ, you are so boring!
- First part of Fal
- Fal 2 2021
- And of course this
- Just don't forget Lattic
- Thus Bobbles
- Fal and Tet
- Mr Benn's questions.
- Mr Benn's questions. A good clear message. The IRA
- Just so - so - so
- None of this of course is subject to discussion
- Therefore, ain't I got no respect
- Nor do I tug my forelock
- Book of Common Prayer
- 'I know that my Redeemer liveth'
- Meanwhile an offal-fest on Twitter'
- Spine
- This is what they expected me to push
- What? Oh, the picture Jesus mentioned
- Our servants not our masters (2)
- His Majesty's the model of a modern major-general
- The withdrawal of love and forcing oneself on others (2)
- Sarat, Maya, Cioulis, Spetzi,Ritawa reprise
- Journey to the edge of the universe
- Oh they do get so antsy
- I am the very model of a medical practitioner: reprise
- I am the very model of a modern faith apologist: reprise
- Quid agas
- Balrogs
- C10th architects
- Truss and Braverman
- Imbeciles
- As for the rest of it...
- So:
- Totally ordinary Brits
- The corruption of history
- 'Imagination has seized power!'
- So, you, Blair
- Without fear or favour
- So a special round of applause for
- The Anglican garden: reprise
- It is remarkably tedious
- All times are now (1) reprise
- All times are now (2) reprise
- All times are now (3): reprise
- All times are now (4): reprise
- All times are now (5): reprise
- All times are now (6)
- Maya's assassination: reprise
- Lizard-men: reprise
- Doth it not say in the Book of Pious Crap
- That government by the corrupt and inane for the corrupt and inane shall not perish from this earth
- And answer Mr Benn's questions
- Thus the dirty shit-filled hierarchical fascist brains
- PANTHER...
- 'And now Amanda is seriously ill.'
- You might also enjoy Sredni Vashtar
- Girls. You were saying? About girls?
- 'And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, shall think themselves accurs'd...'
- This happened in RL
- Ooh
- HMQ
- How to lose operations other than war
- There, isn't that just so cute:reprise
- Ah, the sub-species woman
- How do you dare?
- Oh look what they're saying about me: reprise
- 'Blinder motions bounded in a shallower brain': reprise
- A lemur speaks!
- Welcome to London, Mr President
- HMQ (2)
- Gee, guys, what might have happened
- Neither benefiting from nor obsesssed by
- In sum, then
- The succession that matters
- In sum, therefore
- It has therefore been established
- And be damned to you: reprise
- Who did impose on a subject of Her Britannic Majesty
- How the cards fell
- Prefer high crimes and misdeameanours
- Time for something else
- Couldn't finish without your favourite song
- The Abbey
- The end of the world is nigh: reprise
- Men don't get it
- 'In order to rightly judge these efforts known as the "woman movement"'
- I'm sure Mr Kwarteng believes in equality
- Get real fast
- Roast aurochs: reprise
- It didn't work last time, peeps
- Doctors
- Ants
- Bellatrix
- Vaudos 1: so it's a walking fence
- Vaudos 2
- Vaudos 2.75
- It's like this, Nurses
- Letter to MI5: reprise
- And you do not make me into a porter
- I do so understand
- How you hate intelligence
- How you hate intelligence; reprise
- So how many people has Medicine destroyed?
- Don't you like my DNA?
- So you're going to sue me?
- I understand
- Hmm, so I guess...
- Yes I understand
- This is how it should be? Reallyy?
- Special mentions
- The wayside
- My country. Took seizin
- To whom it may concern
- Do tell
- A blank wall
- Democracy is so yesterday
- Nothing is too low
- https://www.coursera.org/learn/our-earth?
- No interest to me, old boy. No interest whatever
- Burn the witch at the stake! How much money we shall make!
- One quick question
- And something for Bobbles
- If...
- 'MI5's mission is to keep the country safe.'
- Reality reprise
- Reality reprise 2
- Your life in their hands, Episode 923452
- New Page
- New Page
- Never trust, never assume sanity will prevail
- New Page
- So in short
- The University in its death throes
- Narrow focus
- The absolute insolence, therefore
- In shorter
- Same old
- Same old (2)
- So there it is
- So they just couldn't possibly
- Ringleaders
- Encore une fois the manual
- Butchers and would-be murderers
- Nor of course response to my vid
- Or the second one
- The closed (sealed/wounded/stunted/practically non-existent) mind (20
- Please don't forget The House That Keir Built
- Sarat, Maya, Cioulis, Spetzi,Ritawa
- First part of Fal
- Fal 2 2021
- Fal and Tet
- So who knows
- As if I were capable of caring
- Above the law
- Depict them therefore in bondage
- Money talking
- Pure BDSM
- Please don't forget Lattic
- Meeee
- 'There is no dark'
- Hellenismos, tau-neutrinos, hanging
- Vita brevis ars longa
- True targets
- I a woman
- Boring
- Therefore, Vice-Chancellor
- Thus I refer you to...
- Break the stupid cunt's back
- So there it is
- irreducible evil
- Oversight
- Mock, yes, crawl, no
- All the things you haven't changed
- Cute family picture
- You can check it out on the DTIC site
- Eagles are rare in WC1
- High crimes and midemeanour
THE PSYCHOLOGY OF MEDICINE: PLANET INSANE
The primate pecking order dominates them. The head monkey cannot be misinformed, flawed in its reasoning, ignorant, irrational, evil. To question the head monkey is to imply it is any or all of these things, and an unforgiveable slur. The head monkey is to be obeyed. The head monkey is omniscient, without flaw. The reward of the slaves for their corruption is of course absolute authority over those beneath it. Thus all the way up the monkey-puzzle tree. Any drivelling imbecile who gets a little authority is not to be challenged. Every word that spews from its twisted animal mouth is to be regarded as sacred, unquestionable. It cannot lie, be incorrect, be evil. It cannot be a stupid fuck.
Mad animals and I treat them as such.
Thus if some conspire to pervert the course of justice, attempt the overthrow of democracy, give aid and comfort to the Queen’s enemies, cause grievous bodily harm and attempt the psychological and physical destruction of an employee, all in full view, well, obviously, everyone must do these things because they are doctors and nurses, they are good people. They cannot be criminal traitor vermin because they are doctors and nurses and good people. I have survived life in a loony-bin surrounded by the profoundly damaged, or in other words doctors and nurses, good people.
Democracy does not and cannot have any meaning for them, being as it is a system designed to cage and contain the psychopathic head monkey. It is not conceivable that the head monkey be required to give rational justification for its conduct, that it be speaking arrant rubbish, that it is mad, divorced from all fact and reason. Thus the strutting pipsqueak Ardeshna who has the presumption to believe a woman who has been badly physically abused should remain silent. To the insolent animal, insolence lies in insisting one has an equal right to speak.
Thus also of course the hierarchical structure of flat-earth religion, a codification of the primate pecking order, with those who may be brutalized, those who may be killed, clearly designated, rubber-stamped by an alpha baboon in the sky called ‘God’ who will punish the disobedient slave for eternity. Since the alpha baboon in the sky notably fails to smite the victim here and now, naturally its slaves fall over themselves to do this for it. This God, scream its slaves, has described reality. Indeed it has most exactly described the hard-wiring. Love and mind have no place in this reality. Mind, indeed to a geneticist, does not exist. Since biology has dispose of 50% of what makes us human and the fascism of the holes out of which they crawl has no place for the other 50% it is hardly surprising doctors and nurses conduct themselves like brute beasts. Only too clearly these creatures emanate from sewers ruled by force.
We are equal in rights. The only rightful use of power over another is to restore equality of rights. The free world comes from the teachings of Jesus, a very different thing, a diametrically opposed thing, to the mad monkey-tree the perverts so swiftly made of them. The Enlightenment marked the termination of the rule of intellectual and moral corruption. People didn’t have to accept
lunacy and filth spewed by clerics as divine Will. These twisted corrupt vermin triumph to this day really, they think we’re all peasants, children, if we’re not of course they deem we should be. Religion is always good, they whine, religious people are superior to atheists. They are accustomed of course, certainly the many vile twisted fascist old baboons in Rome who come from the Third world, to mindless acceptance of their drool. The faintest knowledge of history indicates that religion is not necessarily good, as it indicates the absolute hostility of the Holy C to democracy.
Manners makyth man
Self-realization is or is not self-forgetting. Much rests on that. You are not self-forgetting by definition if you are forcing others to obey you, placing to the fore the seedy clamourings of your self. Similarly 'God's mercy' is an exercise in self-stroking, whether attributed to God or claimed by the religious, a sitting there stroking yourself at how virtuous you are being because you are 'showing mercy'. If you love other people, you don't want to do that from which you are 'mercifully' refraining in the first place.
Self-forgetting is graciousness, as in beauty of manner. Grace is paramountly not forcing oneself on others other than to restrain them from forcing themselves on others.
All that is contained by the expression 'good manners' contains elements of self-forgetting. Graciousness, courtesy, civility, considerate, politeness, and of course the seedy and omnipresent 'respect' all have slightly different meanings. It may be worth trying to differentiate them.
Polite and civil are perhaps the chilliest. One may be polite without exuding any warmth - or exhibiting much self-forgetting.
Considerate contains mutuality. One may perhaps say it is polite to offer one's seat to the old gentleman with the stick but considerate to ensure obstacles in his path are removed so that he can most readily reach the seat. Of which is oafish the antonym? Oafish is occupying the aisle with one's legs and one's luggage but oafish is not exactly impolite. Oafish is inconsiderate and uncivil. Courteous is most closely a synonym of considerate and also (perhaps) most closely allied to kind.
Oh, how I detest the modern use of respect. I detest it because it is a perversion, a weasel word, a horrid hybrid of two separate meanings. When the sense is clearly a demand for frank deference, subordination, it is presented as being a Great Leap Forward towards equality.
Ain't you got no respect. By ‘respect’ the fan-club of the word appear to mean a sort of oily servility, a deference, a treating with kid-gloves, the manner perhaps of a particularly obsequious and fawning bourgeois lackey towards his feudal overlord, rather than the normal rough and tumble of daily life, let alone of reproach. Their conviction of their own importance is absolute. If you see some goon pissing on your geraniums, ‘oy, what the hell do you think you’re playing at’ might fall from your lips, or if some moron’s car stereo is deafening the entire high street, the injunction “Turn that bloody thing down!” Such reproach rests of course on the assumption of shared standards, that it will be generally agreed that you do not do what is being rebuked, and that (of course) is by no means any longer the case.
It is the absolute conviction of their supreme importance that drives such creatures to inflict themselves on others. They must be regarded as mattering. People must take them into account and be made to do so. Why any one human being should care desperately about the good opinion of any other one human being is not explained. What is this crap? Suppose I posit Mrs June Bloggs of Bolton. You then tell me I may not write anything contrary to her views?
Respect is a word from ‘Upstairs, Downstairs’ that has weaselled its way into the ‘Left’ on the sleazy and spurious grounds that ‘respect’ is what the nobs get and everyone else should have it too. Alas, little Trots, this ‘respect’ of which you prate is not what ‘the nobs’ get in any free and democratic society, let alone a Left-wing one. It denotes ‘you gotta be careful what you say’. Doubtless you stand up and tug your forelock also; assuredly those among the masses who most loudly squeal ‘ain’t you got no respect’ would not object. It is the antithesis of all the real Left stands for. In this model one does not tell ‘the important’ which end is up, one does not tell the manager he is a bloody fool, one does not tell his lordship he is a drunken pig, one knows one’s place and one’s reward on earth if not in heaven is one is not oneself told which end is up. The enthusiasm with which this deliciously feudal model has been adopted by the masses is hilarious. The nobs don’t have to take criticism and can hit or otherwise punish those who proffer it? Oh but they do, they do! It used to be called socialism, a creed, one might say, the raison d’etre of which was kicking the shit out of those with wealth and power.
It is evident that submission to those with flaws results in the dominance of the flawed, as of course as remarked elsewhere it is evident that that dominance is assiduously cultivated by the nonsense that offending people is wrong, no matter their conduct, they got their bleedin’ rights and those rights include belting yer.
That is of course really, really obvious, isn’t it, really, really, really obvious: if people are afraid to criticize people who are crap or who are behaving like crap, the crappy people will go being crappy and be confirmed in their belief there is nothing wrong with their crappiness, really, really, really obvious – apparently not.
It is usually lost in debates about freedom of speech that it starts on your doorstep. It starts when you object to the lout pissing on your geraniums or some other such violation of the rules of social intercourse and not surprisingly don’t display much ‘respect’ when doing so.
It starts with his fundamental acceptance of your right to utter words he does not want to hear. This is not to say he will necessarily meekly accept your reproach and apologize. He may growl, swear, raise two fingers, perhaps even direct a defiant final spurt at your favourite garden gnome. He does not pull a gun or a knife and scream who the fuck do you fink you are, ‘e’s got ‘is fucking rights ‘e as. And of course ain’t you got no fucking respect.
Blair dribbled his 2p-worth about the riots. He claimed there has been no moral decline. Of course there’s been a moral decline, that’s why I walk with a stick. The exact nature of that decline is worth delineating, being of course closely – intimately – bound up with that freedom of expression Blair so hates. It is the absence of an almost universal acceptance that if your behaviour crossed certain boundaries someone would tell you, acceptance of others’ right to speak, and behind that a basic knowledge of what those boundaries are. You don’t lie, you don’t cheat, you don’t steal, you don’t break the place up, you don’t knock around people or property, you consider others in public places and don’t piss or spit or play the stereo at full volume. If you do do these things, others will point it out, and not be shy about so doing. Today – of course there is no moral decline – those who cross such boundaries turn on a critic in rage because they have absolutely no awareness of doing anything deserving of criticism.
The moral decline which doesn’t exist starts with your being afraid to speak for fear of a gun or a knife or the piss-artist coming back later with some mates and beating you up or at least wrecking your garden.
Freedom of speech enables communities to be to an extent defined by its absence self-regulating.
The constant assaults on freedom of speech have let animals out of their cage, consistently encouraged to think people can be terrorized into silence, whether the realm is religion or rioting.
They have been taught that learning to be a civilized human being fit for the society of other human beings is somehow demeaning, that the world revolves around them.
This learning to be a civilized human being fit for the society of other human beings entails acceptance of their rights.
Thus, as Cameron has noted, there is some confusion over ‘rights’. Rights are things everyone has, not just some people have. Complicated that, isn’t it.
They have been taught essentially their own perfection and with it the equal garbage that if they see themselves or anything else in such a way, that is how it is. To cite the obvious, if they don’t think they’re criminal, then they’re not, that’s their reality, right and you gotta respect people’s reality.
You do of course need total ten-day old mouldy stew between the ears to subscribe to this, but in tandem the capacity for rational thought is not cultivated.
This by the way is usually perverted into respect for authority. To take Vladdy’s example, if say a group of guys are harassing a girl, the girls and guys who say cut it out aren’t authority, just fellow-citizens, though in fact the police-person who intervenes isn’t imposing authority either, just restoring the equal rights of citizens to go about their business unharassed. If the police-person arrests someone then he or she is authority. Strange but true.
Thus the only legitimate uses of power are to constrain its abuse by others, restore equal rights and constrain those who insist on abusing it by forcing themselves on others.
The perversion is juicy. If as a fellow-citizen you intervene, protest, ask what the fuck someone thinks he's playing at, you are deemed to be setting yourself above the person you are reproaching, who the fuck do you think you are, since there can be no question of being an equal, with an equal right to utter.
A line has been breached and that line is that everyone is assumed to have at least some self-command (change what you think and feel), at least some self-control (contain what you think and feel) or both. The line is that it is not OK to respond to words with physical force. You are human. You can cope with words. You can cope with yourself. In fact you are not expected to be/be capable of any of these things. There is a constant corrupt hiss, words leads to violence, words are the same as violence. No, they are bloody well not. Never an apoplectic letter to a bank, written if not sent? It doesn’t mean you’re about to blow the place up or beat up the manager.
Or it didn't 30 years ago and today there's a question-mark? A door has been opened which should have been kept tight shut.
There can be no question of some people being expected to exercise self-command or self-control. Only the rest of the country must work round them and refrain from any judgement that would inflame them. Most evidently the rest of the country must therefore be expected to be capable of inordinate degrees of self-command and self-control, its being forbidden to dislike sick fucks.
Meekly we are supposed to accept subordination to anything that might hit us – might or does.
10 INTELLECTUAL FRAUDS PERPETRATED BY THE ORTHODOX RELIGIOUS AND THEIR SLAVES
The dishonesty of the average religious spokesman lies not in beliefs not susceptible of proof - you can't lie about things that can't be shown to be true, though you can of course lie that they are demonstrably true - but in statements about the here and now that are - demonstrably - false.
1. Believing in God makes you a better person than someone who does not believe in God, regardless of what you believe about God or humans. Religious people must
therefore always be considered superior to unbelievers, who are supposedly flawed. How we are flawed is explained below.
2. Religion is a homogenous entity opposed to unbelief. Religion is two directly opposing concepts. One is a flight from reality to a fantasy physical universe populated by fantasy human beings. It is not necessary in this universe to discover, let alone accept, the individuality of others. They come clearly labelled. You know what they are and if they refuse to be it they must be made to conform or die. The other is the path (love) towards discovery of the reality of the physical universe and the individuality of the people in it.
3. The way to be a good human is to deny one's humanity, reject the capacity for
independent thought and feeling, and so leave it undeveloped, and obey what men (almost always men) say God said. This produces the necessary emotionally and intellectually inadequate masses who can be relied upon to have hysterics faced with anything they find disagreeable.
4. Self-will lies in rejection of obedience to the suppurating egos of the men (almost
always men) who claim they know what God wants. Theirs is the self-will, the contempt for the individuality, separateness of others, the need to control, have others subordinate. This, however, is the source of 1). The theory is that the believer focuses on something outside his or her self. That what the believer has decided God wants may be a comprehensive exercise in stroking the believer's ego, satisfying his or her wanton emotional needs and justifying his or her inadequacy is elided. There is no logical correlation between belief in supernatural fancy and having a moral compass based on love; the capacity to love is not held to be innate, but a reward for believing in the divinity of Jesus:
1709 He who believes in Christ becomes a son of God. This filial adoption transforms him
by giving him the ability to follow the example of Christ. It makes him capable of acting
rightly and doing good. Catechism of the Catholic Church
If that were the case, no non-Christian would be 'capable of acting rightly and doing good', which is of course the basic proposition voiced in 1), disguised but inadequately and no less vile for being so: if you do not accept the hooey of orthodoxy, you cannot love your fellow-humans.
5. It is normal, reasonable and sane to have hysterics when faced with and call for the elimination of what one finds disagreeable, to be incapable (to have made oneself incapable) of accepting the existence of opposing views. Actually it is an index of self-obsession, complete indifference to the individuality, separateness and of course rights of others and most of us get on just fine knowing other folks think differently and recognizing that people who strongly adhere to one view reckon those who think the opposite are talking nonsense and pernicious nonsense at that. Here no-one matters apart from the self-obsessed one around whom the thought of the rest of humanity is supposed to revolve and this we are supposed to revere and consider laudable.
6. Believing in some sort of supernatural fantasy world endows a person with rights over those who do not so believe and entitles him or her to elicit their silence. Again there is no logical correlation, no way it can be argued that believing an unprovable, untenable fantasy gives Person A rights over Person B.
7. Derision of religion is a recent aberration. As such it will be readily quelled and we shall return to business as usual or in other words subordination to the irrational and emotionally disturbed. Go away and read history.
8. The godless Enlightenment led to Hitler and Stalin.
a) the philosophes were largely deist
b) the values of Hitler and Stalin were those of the Roman Catholic Church and the
Russian Orthodox Church - authoritarianism, the prizing of mindless obedience, contempt for reason, liberty and the individual. There is no logical correlation between belief in democracy and individual liberty and the Gulag Archipelago and Auschwitz.
9. Religion stands for absolute morality. To the religious, good is whatever they say God says is good and that covers the entire gamut of human behaviour from the justification of to the abolition of slavery, from supporting Hitler to helping Jews escape.
10. Subjective illusory hurt to the ego because you think you are all that matters is all-important (you get terribly upset about books and cartoons) and objective real hurt to bodies is irrelevant (you don't get terribly upset about women being stoned to death), particularly of course when you think the hurt is deserved.
It should not be necessary to place statues of Liberty on the altars of Westminster Abbey to terminate the distasteful nonsense perpetuated by a 'Labour Party' which thinks the country a province of the Vatican and a 'socialist Left' in bed with the Muslim Brotherhood.
See also:
http://www.dillsplace.com/the-earth-is-not-flat.html
http://www.dillsplace.com/a-short-history-lesson.html
http://www.dillsplace.com/the-withdrawal-of-love-and-forcing-oneself-on-others.html
http://www.dillsplace.com/the-abolition-of-mind.html
http://www.dillsplace.com/avatars-of-living-grace.html
I think. I’m an arts graduate of the University of London. Of course I think. That those who do not and cannot think, are incapable equally of analysing the garbage between their ears to see if it holds water and of analysing the ideas of others should vaunt themselves as my intellectual superiors, demanding my subservience to their garbage is merely funny, regardless of how many ridiculous vocational training certificates they hold.
Just answer my thought, animals, especially the animals who particularly ooze it, Whelan, Saunders, Plucinski, Ardeshna. Take a crash course in evolution and become capable of language and reason.
Would you like me to publish a book of essays?
We must of course ‘respect’, ‘admire’ those who prostrate themselves five times a day before the sky. Undoubtedly this proves self-discipline, but so did being an officer in the KGB. They’re praying and that shows how devout and holy and altogether superior they are. What are they praying for? To whom are they praying? There are many versions of God and Muslims, though they might find the idea a tad nerve-racking have very different concepts of God. In which version of God’s Will are they immersing themselves. If they’re praying for the courage to be seen on prime-time TV with a placard inscribed ‘NOT IN MY NAME’, all well and good. If they’re praying for the courage to assassinate the Prime Minister, shooting them is good. Thus some German Christians prayed for the courage to protect their Jewish neighbours, some for the triumph of the Third Reich. There is nothing new, original about religion representing good and evil equally, or of course about the dirty foul perversion that religion is necessarily the good. Do the dirty disgusting slave-ape little nursey-wursies writhe in ecstasy at some red-hat paying attention to them, fall over themselves to fall at its feet. At least they aren’t the wife of the British Prime Minister. The picture of the
Booth creature, adoring slave-woman at the feet of her master, slobbering over his paw, told you everything you needed to know about the real aims of the Blair filth. Makes prostrating oneself before the sky seem quite mild.
For the brute beast that is a doctor or nurse, the whole of the rest of the world is prescribed or proscribed. There is nothing to be curious about. Those who do display this distressing trait in any degree are merely curious about that which it is permitted to be curious about, such as biology. They could not do an arts degree because it would require them to think about that which cannot be questioned and that which it is forbidden to think at all. Objective analysis of ideas is meaningless to them. Perhaps subconsciously they realize their inadequacy and are thus vocal in their contempt for silly little arts degrees training the mind that does not exist.
To them the whole edifice of requirement for evidence, application of reason, reproducibility, scientific method is nothing more than a tool of the trade with no more application to the wider world than a drill. Thus I designate them mechanics. Facts are as taught them by the head monkey. The good is as prescribed by the head monkey. They are wholly intellectually and morally corrupt, sordid common criminals, contemptuous of all fact and reason, all ethics, contemptuous of truth, justice.
The absolute evil being foisted on England is the demand the ravings of the religious composed of ignorance, irrationality, and psychosis are to be taken seriously, that such people are superior and we must bow to them, that there is no question of ignorance being confronted with knowledge, irrationality with reason, psychosis with love.
A very great deal of effort has of course been put into corrupting education to create a fake professional class of mindless, ignorant, irrational and psychotic mongols, devoid of intelligence, devoid of education, devoid of intellect, devoid of imagination, devoid of ethics. Paramountly obviously they have not been taught they live in a free country and a democracy, nor taught the rudiments of the history of the country and the free world. They have been taught fascism and psychosis, taught the world revolves around them and any criticism or derision of their drivelling beliefs and their imperfect selves is punishable; convinced of their perfection, convinced they know everything and anything contrary to the ‘everything’ they know must be false, lies, they are of course completely ineducable and thus, the reason for their creation, the most faithful diligent servants of treason, fascism, evil. They have been taught delusion. On no account must they become aware of their limited intelligence, limited education, lack of rationality, lack of the smallest intellectual virtues. That would damage their self-esteem.
To the execution of the overthrow of democracy a fake professional class of mindless mongols, of apes such as Saunders and Whelan, supposedly educated people, is of course vital, murderous monkeys devoid of ethics who butcher anyone in their way, and equally a class of people like me, informed, rational and of course able to express what we think and learn, is surplus to requirements and to be eliminated. There is something stomach-churningly vile about the baboon in a mortar-board, confident of its superiority, its omniscience, confident being a programmed monkey having been taught what to think is superior to thinking, that thinking is evil because it questions the perfection of head monkeys.
And they all go along with it, the unforgivable insolent absolute evil of these vermin utterly rejects countering fascism with freedom, ignorance with leaning, irrationality, with reason, psychopathology with civilization.
I have a right to speak. I have an equal right to my views. Do we not want to talk about the demented insolence of the animal which assumes it has the rights of property over other human beings, the dirty sick monkey which assumes it can walk into my mind and dictate which parts of it are permitted, the slobbering subhuman which assumes my body its possession to brutalize and pummel as it please.
Clearly medicine is enormously attractive to the otherwise intellectually void. They can use their little damaged brains and help people.
It has negative appeals also, making it also enormously attractive to the emotionally void. Among which the security of superior knowledge and of not being seriously challenged. The doctor will always know more about the disease than the patient. Where the hell these ignorant ineducable pigs get the idea that they know more about everything than anyone else must be laid at the door of the sewers out of which they crawl wherein Doctor and Nurse are virtually the only pseudo-educated life. The sheer sick obscene farce of doctors and nurses adamant they know more about literacy, more about politics, history, philosophy than I would be beyond belief had it not been experienced. It’s all about control.
They deal with life and death and pain. They deal with the physical human and the mental human insofar as sickness and death impinge. They are thus assumed to be really together people. The rest of life, however, is beyond them. They are totally incapable of dealing with the world of ideas, of constructing argument, of checking facts that cannot be measured by an assay kit or a CT. What need? The world is given. No sentient life thinks the world given, particularly no sentient life to which the label ‘academic’ is attached, but nothing whatever moves between the ears. A thing is allowed or forbidden, good or bad, true or false. They know. Thus their environment must be tightly controlled to keep reality out, the real world in which normal humans have ideas of our own. Stripped of the supposed protections of professions and professional knowledge, faced with people who treat them as equals, assume they can argue, question, they are squawking inadequates and so must at all cost be shielded from such people.
Democracy, apes, is the governing-system of the country. You are accountable, you filthy vermin. You do not sit on high and decree. I am not your bloody slave-girl, a mediaeval serf to be crippled by you. Your decisions can be publicly questioned. You have no right to force the confused and ludicrous filth in your dull, dirty little animal brains on me.
Consider. The worse and most public bolloxing a doctor need dread is almost certainly when a junior having the Consultant eat him or her on a ward round. The syndicate almost always ensures that Press and public do not get near. After all, doctors are good moral people who can regulate themselves. They help people; of course they’re good. Whence the evil filth that to practise medicine is synonymous with being a civilized decent human being I know not but clearly it isn’t.
Shaw wrote that all professions are a conspiracy against the laity. A lawyer may be humiliated in court by the opposing lawyer or the judge. An architect or a politician may be routinely derided.
The law is complex but that which causes recourse to law is usually not, a rape, a mugging, a refusal to pay a refund. The person battering on the lawyer’s door may indeed be frightened and vulnerable, but not in the way a person who finally gets to see the Consultant after weeks or months of unexplained sickness. The law is involved in external circumstances. To not know what is happening inside you is a different entity, to have lost control of your body. To keep it simple, the person battering on the lawyer’s door knows only too well what has happened or is happening to him or her. The patient doesn’t and fears the worst.
If the client doesn’t like the plans, the architect is out of a job. Medicine in comparison is a closed shop. If the client likes the plans but no-one else likes the finished product, the architect is subject to public derision.
Most clerics, good and bad alike, live below the radar, but their beliefs do not.
And so they sit there, doctors and nurses, smug, self-satisfied, ignorant, criminal, psychotic, bestial, ruthless and so confident they can deal with any assault on their vile fascist traitor world. The rule of untenable garbage and vicious filth shall continue untouched. A woman’s body is property and a woman’s mind is a joke. There can be no need to pay any attention to anything a woman says. Disobedient women are physically punished. Of course they assaulted my spinal fusion. It was the obvious way to cause me physical injury. Fact and reason are irrelevant. All that is true is spewed from the twisted animal mouths of the head monkeys. Ethics are meaningless. All that is good is spewed from the twisted animal mouths of the head monkeys. ‘Mental defectives’ is flattering: a racehorse or a police-dog probably shows more signs of independent mental life. The smirkers, gloaters, sniggerers and yawners are of course not merely subnormal but subhuman. Naturally nothing will do but they be protected and upheld.
Absolute evil does not of course lie in vile, vindictive and probably IRA-loving animals with the brains of witch-burning mediaeval peasants but in refusing to confront them, in choosing to, preferring to, butcher, rape and try to murder me instead, in rejecting all fact and reason, in imposing fascism, total intellectual and moral corruption, criminality, as normality.
And so they will continue to spew their sick puerile untenable drivel, it’s regulayshuns, it’s proseedyures, it’s the LAW! You know, like overthrowing democracy and giving aid and comfort to the Queen’s enemies, conspiring to pervert the course of justice, attempting murder, causing grievous bodily harm. Everyone respects religion. Everyone believes in God. Everyone respects the Church. You have to do what you’re told.
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The primate pecking order dominates them. The head monkey cannot be misinformed, flawed in its reasoning, ignorant, irrational, evil. To question the head monkey is to imply it is any or all of these things, and an unforgiveable slur. The head monkey is to be obeyed. The head monkey is omniscient, without flaw. The reward of the slaves for their corruption is of course absolute authority over those beneath it. Thus all the way up the monkey-puzzle tree. Any drivelling imbecile who gets a little authority is not to be challenged. Every word that spews from its twisted animal mouth is to be regarded as sacred, unquestionable. It cannot lie, be incorrect, be evil. It cannot be a stupid fuck.
Mad animals and I treat them as such.
Thus if some conspire to pervert the course of justice, attempt the overthrow of democracy, give aid and comfort to the Queen’s enemies, cause grievous bodily harm and attempt the psychological and physical destruction of an employee, all in full view, well, obviously, everyone must do these things because they are doctors and nurses, they are good people. They cannot be criminal traitor vermin because they are doctors and nurses and good people. I have survived life in a loony-bin surrounded by the profoundly damaged, or in other words doctors and nurses, good people.
Democracy does not and cannot have any meaning for them, being as it is a system designed to cage and contain the psychopathic head monkey. It is not conceivable that the head monkey be required to give rational justification for its conduct, that it be speaking arrant rubbish, that it is mad, divorced from all fact and reason. Thus the strutting pipsqueak Ardeshna who has the presumption to believe a woman who has been badly physically abused should remain silent. To the insolent animal, insolence lies in insisting one has an equal right to speak.
Thus also of course the hierarchical structure of flat-earth religion, a codification of the primate pecking order, with those who may be brutalized, those who may be killed, clearly designated, rubber-stamped by an alpha baboon in the sky called ‘God’ who will punish the disobedient slave for eternity. Since the alpha baboon in the sky notably fails to smite the victim here and now, naturally its slaves fall over themselves to do this for it. This God, scream its slaves, has described reality. Indeed it has most exactly described the hard-wiring. Love and mind have no place in this reality. Mind, indeed to a geneticist, does not exist. Since biology has dispose of 50% of what makes us human and the fascism of the holes out of which they crawl has no place for the other 50% it is hardly surprising doctors and nurses conduct themselves like brute beasts. Only too clearly these creatures emanate from sewers ruled by force.
We are equal in rights. The only rightful use of power over another is to restore equality of rights. The free world comes from the teachings of Jesus, a very different thing, a diametrically opposed thing, to the mad monkey-tree the perverts so swiftly made of them. The Enlightenment marked the termination of the rule of intellectual and moral corruption. People didn’t have to accept
lunacy and filth spewed by clerics as divine Will. These twisted corrupt vermin triumph to this day really, they think we’re all peasants, children, if we’re not of course they deem we should be. Religion is always good, they whine, religious people are superior to atheists. They are accustomed of course, certainly the many vile twisted fascist old baboons in Rome who come from the Third world, to mindless acceptance of their drool. The faintest knowledge of history indicates that religion is not necessarily good, as it indicates the absolute hostility of the Holy C to democracy.
Manners makyth man
Self-realization is or is not self-forgetting. Much rests on that. You are not self-forgetting by definition if you are forcing others to obey you, placing to the fore the seedy clamourings of your self. Similarly 'God's mercy' is an exercise in self-stroking, whether attributed to God or claimed by the religious, a sitting there stroking yourself at how virtuous you are being because you are 'showing mercy'. If you love other people, you don't want to do that from which you are 'mercifully' refraining in the first place.
Self-forgetting is graciousness, as in beauty of manner. Grace is paramountly not forcing oneself on others other than to restrain them from forcing themselves on others.
All that is contained by the expression 'good manners' contains elements of self-forgetting. Graciousness, courtesy, civility, considerate, politeness, and of course the seedy and omnipresent 'respect' all have slightly different meanings. It may be worth trying to differentiate them.
Polite and civil are perhaps the chilliest. One may be polite without exuding any warmth - or exhibiting much self-forgetting.
Considerate contains mutuality. One may perhaps say it is polite to offer one's seat to the old gentleman with the stick but considerate to ensure obstacles in his path are removed so that he can most readily reach the seat. Of which is oafish the antonym? Oafish is occupying the aisle with one's legs and one's luggage but oafish is not exactly impolite. Oafish is inconsiderate and uncivil. Courteous is most closely a synonym of considerate and also (perhaps) most closely allied to kind.
Oh, how I detest the modern use of respect. I detest it because it is a perversion, a weasel word, a horrid hybrid of two separate meanings. When the sense is clearly a demand for frank deference, subordination, it is presented as being a Great Leap Forward towards equality.
Ain't you got no respect. By ‘respect’ the fan-club of the word appear to mean a sort of oily servility, a deference, a treating with kid-gloves, the manner perhaps of a particularly obsequious and fawning bourgeois lackey towards his feudal overlord, rather than the normal rough and tumble of daily life, let alone of reproach. Their conviction of their own importance is absolute. If you see some goon pissing on your geraniums, ‘oy, what the hell do you think you’re playing at’ might fall from your lips, or if some moron’s car stereo is deafening the entire high street, the injunction “Turn that bloody thing down!” Such reproach rests of course on the assumption of shared standards, that it will be generally agreed that you do not do what is being rebuked, and that (of course) is by no means any longer the case.
It is the absolute conviction of their supreme importance that drives such creatures to inflict themselves on others. They must be regarded as mattering. People must take them into account and be made to do so. Why any one human being should care desperately about the good opinion of any other one human being is not explained. What is this crap? Suppose I posit Mrs June Bloggs of Bolton. You then tell me I may not write anything contrary to her views?
Respect is a word from ‘Upstairs, Downstairs’ that has weaselled its way into the ‘Left’ on the sleazy and spurious grounds that ‘respect’ is what the nobs get and everyone else should have it too. Alas, little Trots, this ‘respect’ of which you prate is not what ‘the nobs’ get in any free and democratic society, let alone a Left-wing one. It denotes ‘you gotta be careful what you say’. Doubtless you stand up and tug your forelock also; assuredly those among the masses who most loudly squeal ‘ain’t you got no respect’ would not object. It is the antithesis of all the real Left stands for. In this model one does not tell ‘the important’ which end is up, one does not tell the manager he is a bloody fool, one does not tell his lordship he is a drunken pig, one knows one’s place and one’s reward on earth if not in heaven is one is not oneself told which end is up. The enthusiasm with which this deliciously feudal model has been adopted by the masses is hilarious. The nobs don’t have to take criticism and can hit or otherwise punish those who proffer it? Oh but they do, they do! It used to be called socialism, a creed, one might say, the raison d’etre of which was kicking the shit out of those with wealth and power.
It is evident that submission to those with flaws results in the dominance of the flawed, as of course as remarked elsewhere it is evident that that dominance is assiduously cultivated by the nonsense that offending people is wrong, no matter their conduct, they got their bleedin’ rights and those rights include belting yer.
That is of course really, really obvious, isn’t it, really, really, really obvious: if people are afraid to criticize people who are crap or who are behaving like crap, the crappy people will go being crappy and be confirmed in their belief there is nothing wrong with their crappiness, really, really, really obvious – apparently not.
It is usually lost in debates about freedom of speech that it starts on your doorstep. It starts when you object to the lout pissing on your geraniums or some other such violation of the rules of social intercourse and not surprisingly don’t display much ‘respect’ when doing so.
It starts with his fundamental acceptance of your right to utter words he does not want to hear. This is not to say he will necessarily meekly accept your reproach and apologize. He may growl, swear, raise two fingers, perhaps even direct a defiant final spurt at your favourite garden gnome. He does not pull a gun or a knife and scream who the fuck do you fink you are, ‘e’s got ‘is fucking rights ‘e as. And of course ain’t you got no fucking respect.
Blair dribbled his 2p-worth about the riots. He claimed there has been no moral decline. Of course there’s been a moral decline, that’s why I walk with a stick. The exact nature of that decline is worth delineating, being of course closely – intimately – bound up with that freedom of expression Blair so hates. It is the absence of an almost universal acceptance that if your behaviour crossed certain boundaries someone would tell you, acceptance of others’ right to speak, and behind that a basic knowledge of what those boundaries are. You don’t lie, you don’t cheat, you don’t steal, you don’t break the place up, you don’t knock around people or property, you consider others in public places and don’t piss or spit or play the stereo at full volume. If you do do these things, others will point it out, and not be shy about so doing. Today – of course there is no moral decline – those who cross such boundaries turn on a critic in rage because they have absolutely no awareness of doing anything deserving of criticism.
The moral decline which doesn’t exist starts with your being afraid to speak for fear of a gun or a knife or the piss-artist coming back later with some mates and beating you up or at least wrecking your garden.
Freedom of speech enables communities to be to an extent defined by its absence self-regulating.
The constant assaults on freedom of speech have let animals out of their cage, consistently encouraged to think people can be terrorized into silence, whether the realm is religion or rioting.
They have been taught that learning to be a civilized human being fit for the society of other human beings is somehow demeaning, that the world revolves around them.
This learning to be a civilized human being fit for the society of other human beings entails acceptance of their rights.
Thus, as Cameron has noted, there is some confusion over ‘rights’. Rights are things everyone has, not just some people have. Complicated that, isn’t it.
They have been taught essentially their own perfection and with it the equal garbage that if they see themselves or anything else in such a way, that is how it is. To cite the obvious, if they don’t think they’re criminal, then they’re not, that’s their reality, right and you gotta respect people’s reality.
You do of course need total ten-day old mouldy stew between the ears to subscribe to this, but in tandem the capacity for rational thought is not cultivated.
This by the way is usually perverted into respect for authority. To take Vladdy’s example, if say a group of guys are harassing a girl, the girls and guys who say cut it out aren’t authority, just fellow-citizens, though in fact the police-person who intervenes isn’t imposing authority either, just restoring the equal rights of citizens to go about their business unharassed. If the police-person arrests someone then he or she is authority. Strange but true.
Thus the only legitimate uses of power are to constrain its abuse by others, restore equal rights and constrain those who insist on abusing it by forcing themselves on others.
The perversion is juicy. If as a fellow-citizen you intervene, protest, ask what the fuck someone thinks he's playing at, you are deemed to be setting yourself above the person you are reproaching, who the fuck do you think you are, since there can be no question of being an equal, with an equal right to utter.
A line has been breached and that line is that everyone is assumed to have at least some self-command (change what you think and feel), at least some self-control (contain what you think and feel) or both. The line is that it is not OK to respond to words with physical force. You are human. You can cope with words. You can cope with yourself. In fact you are not expected to be/be capable of any of these things. There is a constant corrupt hiss, words leads to violence, words are the same as violence. No, they are bloody well not. Never an apoplectic letter to a bank, written if not sent? It doesn’t mean you’re about to blow the place up or beat up the manager.
Or it didn't 30 years ago and today there's a question-mark? A door has been opened which should have been kept tight shut.
There can be no question of some people being expected to exercise self-command or self-control. Only the rest of the country must work round them and refrain from any judgement that would inflame them. Most evidently the rest of the country must therefore be expected to be capable of inordinate degrees of self-command and self-control, its being forbidden to dislike sick fucks.
Meekly we are supposed to accept subordination to anything that might hit us – might or does.
10 INTELLECTUAL FRAUDS PERPETRATED BY THE ORTHODOX RELIGIOUS AND THEIR SLAVES
The dishonesty of the average religious spokesman lies not in beliefs not susceptible of proof - you can't lie about things that can't be shown to be true, though you can of course lie that they are demonstrably true - but in statements about the here and now that are - demonstrably - false.
1. Believing in God makes you a better person than someone who does not believe in God, regardless of what you believe about God or humans. Religious people must
therefore always be considered superior to unbelievers, who are supposedly flawed. How we are flawed is explained below.
2. Religion is a homogenous entity opposed to unbelief. Religion is two directly opposing concepts. One is a flight from reality to a fantasy physical universe populated by fantasy human beings. It is not necessary in this universe to discover, let alone accept, the individuality of others. They come clearly labelled. You know what they are and if they refuse to be it they must be made to conform or die. The other is the path (love) towards discovery of the reality of the physical universe and the individuality of the people in it.
3. The way to be a good human is to deny one's humanity, reject the capacity for
independent thought and feeling, and so leave it undeveloped, and obey what men (almost always men) say God said. This produces the necessary emotionally and intellectually inadequate masses who can be relied upon to have hysterics faced with anything they find disagreeable.
4. Self-will lies in rejection of obedience to the suppurating egos of the men (almost
always men) who claim they know what God wants. Theirs is the self-will, the contempt for the individuality, separateness of others, the need to control, have others subordinate. This, however, is the source of 1). The theory is that the believer focuses on something outside his or her self. That what the believer has decided God wants may be a comprehensive exercise in stroking the believer's ego, satisfying his or her wanton emotional needs and justifying his or her inadequacy is elided. There is no logical correlation between belief in supernatural fancy and having a moral compass based on love; the capacity to love is not held to be innate, but a reward for believing in the divinity of Jesus:
1709 He who believes in Christ becomes a son of God. This filial adoption transforms him
by giving him the ability to follow the example of Christ. It makes him capable of acting
rightly and doing good. Catechism of the Catholic Church
If that were the case, no non-Christian would be 'capable of acting rightly and doing good', which is of course the basic proposition voiced in 1), disguised but inadequately and no less vile for being so: if you do not accept the hooey of orthodoxy, you cannot love your fellow-humans.
5. It is normal, reasonable and sane to have hysterics when faced with and call for the elimination of what one finds disagreeable, to be incapable (to have made oneself incapable) of accepting the existence of opposing views. Actually it is an index of self-obsession, complete indifference to the individuality, separateness and of course rights of others and most of us get on just fine knowing other folks think differently and recognizing that people who strongly adhere to one view reckon those who think the opposite are talking nonsense and pernicious nonsense at that. Here no-one matters apart from the self-obsessed one around whom the thought of the rest of humanity is supposed to revolve and this we are supposed to revere and consider laudable.
6. Believing in some sort of supernatural fantasy world endows a person with rights over those who do not so believe and entitles him or her to elicit their silence. Again there is no logical correlation, no way it can be argued that believing an unprovable, untenable fantasy gives Person A rights over Person B.
7. Derision of religion is a recent aberration. As such it will be readily quelled and we shall return to business as usual or in other words subordination to the irrational and emotionally disturbed. Go away and read history.
8. The godless Enlightenment led to Hitler and Stalin.
a) the philosophes were largely deist
b) the values of Hitler and Stalin were those of the Roman Catholic Church and the
Russian Orthodox Church - authoritarianism, the prizing of mindless obedience, contempt for reason, liberty and the individual. There is no logical correlation between belief in democracy and individual liberty and the Gulag Archipelago and Auschwitz.
9. Religion stands for absolute morality. To the religious, good is whatever they say God says is good and that covers the entire gamut of human behaviour from the justification of to the abolition of slavery, from supporting Hitler to helping Jews escape.
10. Subjective illusory hurt to the ego because you think you are all that matters is all-important (you get terribly upset about books and cartoons) and objective real hurt to bodies is irrelevant (you don't get terribly upset about women being stoned to death), particularly of course when you think the hurt is deserved.
It should not be necessary to place statues of Liberty on the altars of Westminster Abbey to terminate the distasteful nonsense perpetuated by a 'Labour Party' which thinks the country a province of the Vatican and a 'socialist Left' in bed with the Muslim Brotherhood.
See also:
http://www.dillsplace.com/the-earth-is-not-flat.html
http://www.dillsplace.com/a-short-history-lesson.html
http://www.dillsplace.com/the-withdrawal-of-love-and-forcing-oneself-on-others.html
http://www.dillsplace.com/the-abolition-of-mind.html
http://www.dillsplace.com/avatars-of-living-grace.html
I think. I’m an arts graduate of the University of London. Of course I think. That those who do not and cannot think, are incapable equally of analysing the garbage between their ears to see if it holds water and of analysing the ideas of others should vaunt themselves as my intellectual superiors, demanding my subservience to their garbage is merely funny, regardless of how many ridiculous vocational training certificates they hold.
Just answer my thought, animals, especially the animals who particularly ooze it, Whelan, Saunders, Plucinski, Ardeshna. Take a crash course in evolution and become capable of language and reason.
Would you like me to publish a book of essays?
We must of course ‘respect’, ‘admire’ those who prostrate themselves five times a day before the sky. Undoubtedly this proves self-discipline, but so did being an officer in the KGB. They’re praying and that shows how devout and holy and altogether superior they are. What are they praying for? To whom are they praying? There are many versions of God and Muslims, though they might find the idea a tad nerve-racking have very different concepts of God. In which version of God’s Will are they immersing themselves. If they’re praying for the courage to be seen on prime-time TV with a placard inscribed ‘NOT IN MY NAME’, all well and good. If they’re praying for the courage to assassinate the Prime Minister, shooting them is good. Thus some German Christians prayed for the courage to protect their Jewish neighbours, some for the triumph of the Third Reich. There is nothing new, original about religion representing good and evil equally, or of course about the dirty foul perversion that religion is necessarily the good. Do the dirty disgusting slave-ape little nursey-wursies writhe in ecstasy at some red-hat paying attention to them, fall over themselves to fall at its feet. At least they aren’t the wife of the British Prime Minister. The picture of the
Booth creature, adoring slave-woman at the feet of her master, slobbering over his paw, told you everything you needed to know about the real aims of the Blair filth. Makes prostrating oneself before the sky seem quite mild.
For the brute beast that is a doctor or nurse, the whole of the rest of the world is prescribed or proscribed. There is nothing to be curious about. Those who do display this distressing trait in any degree are merely curious about that which it is permitted to be curious about, such as biology. They could not do an arts degree because it would require them to think about that which cannot be questioned and that which it is forbidden to think at all. Objective analysis of ideas is meaningless to them. Perhaps subconsciously they realize their inadequacy and are thus vocal in their contempt for silly little arts degrees training the mind that does not exist.
To them the whole edifice of requirement for evidence, application of reason, reproducibility, scientific method is nothing more than a tool of the trade with no more application to the wider world than a drill. Thus I designate them mechanics. Facts are as taught them by the head monkey. The good is as prescribed by the head monkey. They are wholly intellectually and morally corrupt, sordid common criminals, contemptuous of all fact and reason, all ethics, contemptuous of truth, justice.
The absolute evil being foisted on England is the demand the ravings of the religious composed of ignorance, irrationality, and psychosis are to be taken seriously, that such people are superior and we must bow to them, that there is no question of ignorance being confronted with knowledge, irrationality with reason, psychosis with love.
A very great deal of effort has of course been put into corrupting education to create a fake professional class of mindless, ignorant, irrational and psychotic mongols, devoid of intelligence, devoid of education, devoid of intellect, devoid of imagination, devoid of ethics. Paramountly obviously they have not been taught they live in a free country and a democracy, nor taught the rudiments of the history of the country and the free world. They have been taught fascism and psychosis, taught the world revolves around them and any criticism or derision of their drivelling beliefs and their imperfect selves is punishable; convinced of their perfection, convinced they know everything and anything contrary to the ‘everything’ they know must be false, lies, they are of course completely ineducable and thus, the reason for their creation, the most faithful diligent servants of treason, fascism, evil. They have been taught delusion. On no account must they become aware of their limited intelligence, limited education, lack of rationality, lack of the smallest intellectual virtues. That would damage their self-esteem.
To the execution of the overthrow of democracy a fake professional class of mindless mongols, of apes such as Saunders and Whelan, supposedly educated people, is of course vital, murderous monkeys devoid of ethics who butcher anyone in their way, and equally a class of people like me, informed, rational and of course able to express what we think and learn, is surplus to requirements and to be eliminated. There is something stomach-churningly vile about the baboon in a mortar-board, confident of its superiority, its omniscience, confident being a programmed monkey having been taught what to think is superior to thinking, that thinking is evil because it questions the perfection of head monkeys.
And they all go along with it, the unforgivable insolent absolute evil of these vermin utterly rejects countering fascism with freedom, ignorance with leaning, irrationality, with reason, psychopathology with civilization.
I have a right to speak. I have an equal right to my views. Do we not want to talk about the demented insolence of the animal which assumes it has the rights of property over other human beings, the dirty sick monkey which assumes it can walk into my mind and dictate which parts of it are permitted, the slobbering subhuman which assumes my body its possession to brutalize and pummel as it please.
Clearly medicine is enormously attractive to the otherwise intellectually void. They can use their little damaged brains and help people.
It has negative appeals also, making it also enormously attractive to the emotionally void. Among which the security of superior knowledge and of not being seriously challenged. The doctor will always know more about the disease than the patient. Where the hell these ignorant ineducable pigs get the idea that they know more about everything than anyone else must be laid at the door of the sewers out of which they crawl wherein Doctor and Nurse are virtually the only pseudo-educated life. The sheer sick obscene farce of doctors and nurses adamant they know more about literacy, more about politics, history, philosophy than I would be beyond belief had it not been experienced. It’s all about control.
They deal with life and death and pain. They deal with the physical human and the mental human insofar as sickness and death impinge. They are thus assumed to be really together people. The rest of life, however, is beyond them. They are totally incapable of dealing with the world of ideas, of constructing argument, of checking facts that cannot be measured by an assay kit or a CT. What need? The world is given. No sentient life thinks the world given, particularly no sentient life to which the label ‘academic’ is attached, but nothing whatever moves between the ears. A thing is allowed or forbidden, good or bad, true or false. They know. Thus their environment must be tightly controlled to keep reality out, the real world in which normal humans have ideas of our own. Stripped of the supposed protections of professions and professional knowledge, faced with people who treat them as equals, assume they can argue, question, they are squawking inadequates and so must at all cost be shielded from such people.
Democracy, apes, is the governing-system of the country. You are accountable, you filthy vermin. You do not sit on high and decree. I am not your bloody slave-girl, a mediaeval serf to be crippled by you. Your decisions can be publicly questioned. You have no right to force the confused and ludicrous filth in your dull, dirty little animal brains on me.
Consider. The worse and most public bolloxing a doctor need dread is almost certainly when a junior having the Consultant eat him or her on a ward round. The syndicate almost always ensures that Press and public do not get near. After all, doctors are good moral people who can regulate themselves. They help people; of course they’re good. Whence the evil filth that to practise medicine is synonymous with being a civilized decent human being I know not but clearly it isn’t.
Shaw wrote that all professions are a conspiracy against the laity. A lawyer may be humiliated in court by the opposing lawyer or the judge. An architect or a politician may be routinely derided.
The law is complex but that which causes recourse to law is usually not, a rape, a mugging, a refusal to pay a refund. The person battering on the lawyer’s door may indeed be frightened and vulnerable, but not in the way a person who finally gets to see the Consultant after weeks or months of unexplained sickness. The law is involved in external circumstances. To not know what is happening inside you is a different entity, to have lost control of your body. To keep it simple, the person battering on the lawyer’s door knows only too well what has happened or is happening to him or her. The patient doesn’t and fears the worst.
If the client doesn’t like the plans, the architect is out of a job. Medicine in comparison is a closed shop. If the client likes the plans but no-one else likes the finished product, the architect is subject to public derision.
Most clerics, good and bad alike, live below the radar, but their beliefs do not.
And so they sit there, doctors and nurses, smug, self-satisfied, ignorant, criminal, psychotic, bestial, ruthless and so confident they can deal with any assault on their vile fascist traitor world. The rule of untenable garbage and vicious filth shall continue untouched. A woman’s body is property and a woman’s mind is a joke. There can be no need to pay any attention to anything a woman says. Disobedient women are physically punished. Of course they assaulted my spinal fusion. It was the obvious way to cause me physical injury. Fact and reason are irrelevant. All that is true is spewed from the twisted animal mouths of the head monkeys. Ethics are meaningless. All that is good is spewed from the twisted animal mouths of the head monkeys. ‘Mental defectives’ is flattering: a racehorse or a police-dog probably shows more signs of independent mental life. The smirkers, gloaters, sniggerers and yawners are of course not merely subnormal but subhuman. Naturally nothing will do but they be protected and upheld.
Absolute evil does not of course lie in vile, vindictive and probably IRA-loving animals with the brains of witch-burning mediaeval peasants but in refusing to confront them, in choosing to, preferring to, butcher, rape and try to murder me instead, in rejecting all fact and reason, in imposing fascism, total intellectual and moral corruption, criminality, as normality.
And so they will continue to spew their sick puerile untenable drivel, it’s regulayshuns, it’s proseedyures, it’s the LAW! You know, like overthrowing democracy and giving aid and comfort to the Queen’s enemies, conspiring to pervert the course of justice, attempting murder, causing grievous bodily harm. Everyone respects religion. Everyone believes in God. Everyone respects the Church. You have to do what you’re told.
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