My First Revealed Truth

As today is an anniversary of sorts, it’s about time I wrote about this matter. I’ve had a number of revealed truths over the years, decades; this is not only the first one I remember, but the first one, period. I was bullied unmercifully at school. Although that is a cliché, it is true in my case. I can still remember my very first day at junior school, and the kids who tried to force my head down the toilet in the outside “bogs”, and how a friend helped me, a neighbour who lived downstairs in the same block of flats. I alluded to his mother in a previous rant, but to stay on track, when I decided to chuck in school after one year of sixth form, one of my chief tormentors – who was, ironically, the reason I first took a real interest in chess – alluded to my tenure at Barnhill Secondary Modern as “Six years of unhappiness”. He thought that was a real laugh.

It was a year or two before that though, my first revealed truth. I was, I think, fourteen, and used to hang around in a small gang. One of this three strong gang – Biscuit (don’t ask) – lived near a drop-out named Roger, on the opposite side of the road and a few doors down. He was, I suppose, a nasty piece of work. Although he was perhaps seventeen his teeth were already rotten. One day when I came out of school. probably later, after the crowds had gone, he and another, younger boy whose name I don’t think I ever knew, tormented and hit me. Although I’ve always been tall, I was too a bit of a wimp, and never used to hit back. On this occasion though I did, and it made matters worse. I was rescued by a girl. I’m not sure if she was older than me but I have a feeling she wasn’t in my year. She didn’t physically pull them off, of course, but she did chastise them, and in 1970, boys would generally not hit girls.

I don’t think she got more involved than that, I think probably I had a bloody nose or something. Anyway, fast forward a week or two, and as I was coming out of school, late again, there was a mangy cur a few feet away from me. There were a few stray dogs that used to hang around the school. I don’t know why, but for some reason this dog annoyed me, I picked up a stick, or perhaps a stone, and threw it at the animal. I think I took a swipe at it too, a wild kick that missed. And would you believe who came along? Yes, it was the very same girl, and after berating my conduct, she said something like “I’m glad those boys hit you now”.

What is the moral of this? Well, how often do you hear the claim, usually in a court case, that X was abused as a child, which is why he dragged this woman into the bushes and raped her, or Y was sexually abused by her wicked uncle, which is why she falsely accused her ex-boyfriend of raping her? And so on. Abuse does affect us, so do many things, but does it either help us or really make us feel better by subjecting someone else to pain and misery because we have suffered? And is it really an excuse?

I wish I’d learned that lesson, but four decades and more on, I can’t say I have. On top of that, Roger, the same youth with the rotten teeth who abused me on that occasion, well, he started hanging around with us, or we with him. As I said, he was a nasty piece of work for sure, but I suppose it was cool to hang out with him, although I never used that word at the time. There must be another moral there about abusive relationships, but here I will simply put it down to the follies of youth.

March 13, 2015

Philosophy For The Gullible

Gentlemen. And ladies. Meet Carissa Véliz. I would like to call this lady a self-styled philosopher; unfortunately she has credentials as the real thing, at least on paper. Which begs the question, what sort of garbage now passes for philosophy in our institutions of higher learning? That true philosopher Professor Antony Flew must be spinning in his grave. Bear with me, and I will explain why. Philosophy used to mean thinking about nature, Nature itself and human nature: the nature of reality, existence, the theory of knowledge, the purpose if any of life, good and evil. And so on.

True philosophers are supposed to think critically, not accept uncritically any garbage that is peddled to them and the rest of us by special interest groups or just plain liars. Here is some of the nonsense she espouses re so-called gender equality.

“After a long history of patriarchal societies, discrimination against women is still predominant, despite myths about it being a thing of the past.”

Does she really believe in patriarchy theory? Apparently so. In the past, women suffered terrible discrimination, after all they were sent off to fight wars, or to labour from dawn till dusk in the fields while men stayed home looking after the young. No? The ancient Greeks fought a war over Helen of Troy, the face that launched a thousand ships. Did any nation go to war over a man’s face, even in mythology? Gender roles, so-called, evolved not because of the wicked patriarchy but because without them, civilisation would not have survived. Women of child-bearing age and young girls are more precious than men, because a woman can bare how many children? While a man can in theory sire hundreds.

In the modern world, traditional gender roles are not so important, women don’t die in childbirth to the extent they used to; however dangerous the streets of our cities may be, they are a lot safer than the environments in which our distant ancestors lived; education is universal because the advance of technology means there is more time for the young to be educated. Unfortunately, as Miss Véliz shows, education is not always a boon.

Here’s a gem: “In 1997, it was estimated that women worked two-thirds of the world’s working hours, earned 10% of the world’s income and owned less than 1% of the world’s property”. She cites World Bank Development Indicators, 1997 as the source of this claim; unfortunately, as Christina Hoff Sommers points out, these figures were plucked out of thin air like most feminist statistics.

Let’s take just one of the above. Do women really own only 1% of the world’s property, and even if that were the case, would it matter? Much property is owned not by individuals – men or women – but by non-human entities. The Government owns much land in all countries. Infrastructure: roads, schools, hospitals, may be owned by the government, local authorities, and so on. An art gallery may be a registered charity, like for example, the Tate Gallery in London. Art galleries contain colossal wealth, though not the sort we can consume or put to use. However, apart from special exhibitions, most galleries and museums (in the UK) are open to the public free. Clearly access is easier for people who live within easy travelling distance, but in a sense the art displayed in these galleries belongs to the nation or even to the entire world.

In the UK, the Crown in the personage of the Queen owns enormous wealth including the forces – HM Armed Forces, and even the prison system – HMP. This holding of wealth is though purely symbolic, and is more of a liability than an asset, because prisons and armies do not make money. If one removes all the aforementioned forms of wealth from the equation, do women really own only 1% of the UK’s property, of America’s property, of China’s property? Clearly not. Then there is another factor to be taken into account, married couples and even families may own much of their wealth collectively; a housewife who has a wealthy husband may have no income in her own right, the same may be said of their children, but he is duty bound to provide for her. In the US, females in higher education have outnumbered males for some time; these are the high earners of the future, so clearly the figures cited by both the World Bank and our airhead philosopher are total bunk.

Sadly, Miss Véliz has also swallowed the rape culture nonsense of the sisterhood; here she parrots “1 in 6 women in the US, for example, have been the victims of a completed or attempted rape, and many rapists will say that they didn’t rape their victim even if a woman said no at the start. So, if you’re a man, be very careful about getting explicit consent and not imposing yourself on a woman.”

Studies like the infamous Ms survey conducted by Mary Koss tell us as much about the true instance of rape as for example the June 2012 survey that revealed 36% of Americans believe in flying saucers. The big difference is that the theory of flying saucers sounds good whereas the claim that one woman in 6, one in 5 or even one in 4 is or will become a rape victim sounds like and is lying propaganda. And is the average age of entry into prostitution really 13? That would imply that some or indeed many start younger; clearly this is not prostitution but child sexual abuse, which is an entirely different matter. It is simply ludicrous for her to claim that most prostitutes are abused or coerced into the oldest profession; it may be a sordid business, but not only do many women make a good living out of it – in a purely financial sense – most are happy doing it, whatever social stigma it may have.

Some do it part-time, many give it up as they age, be it out of choice or necessity, and the claim that the average age of death of prostitutes is 34 is based on what evidence, precisely? Her claim based on a New York Times article (she says) that around 90% of an estimated 200,000 to 400,000 prostitutes working in Spain have been trafficked is emotive nonsense. The word trafficked – and declensions thereof – is a recent addition to the lexicon of lunacy; it is used to imply coercion or even slavery. The bottom line is that a taxi driver who drives a prostitute to a meeting with a client can be said to have trafficked her.

Having said that, there has been a certain amount of organised trafficking of prostitutes in Spain and elsewhere, but it remains to be seen how many of these women were genuinely coerced and much less forced into prostitution, whatever tall tales they tell the police when they are busted in raids.

Let’s not bother with the nonsense about the gender pay gap, at least not while the patriarchy is paying her to produce gibberish.

Under Living Ethically, Miss Véliz displays the full extent of both her ignorance and her naïveté when she claims banks lend money. Does anyone still believe this? Banks do not lend money, rather they create credit; I have explained this in my speech Pay Wealth-Creators, Not Banksters, others have explained it before me, and increasingly ordinary people are coming to recognise the banking scam for what it is. It remains to be seen though if even Goldman Sachs has knowingly been involved in the trafficking of underage girls for the sex trade as she claims here.

Miss Véliz is also an advocate of veganism: cows, pigs, and chickens, all show a wide array of emotions, including fear and happiness, she says. Certainly cows do, although they do not necessarily display much intelligence. Is it really cruel, barbaric, inhumane to breed animals for food? Why don’t you ask your local fox? Hey dude, don’t you realise that tearing chickens to shreds is cruel, barbaric and unfoxlike? Have you ever considered veganism? But it gets worse: a vegetarian can save up to about 400 lives a year, she says. Man, she must have found that figure on the same website as her ludicrous rape statistics.

Gentlemen. And ladies. Miss Véliz is a truly tragic case. All the more tragic for me, because I really could have done with meeting a woman like her thirty years ago when I would have charmed her into my bed with my own hard luck story, and probably have persuaded her to pick up the restaurant bill into the bargain.

Barrister’s Rape Blog Controversy

Last week, a barrister caused controversy by suggesting in a blog that if a woman complains about being raped while drunk, her complaint should be dismissed. Drunken consent is still consent, argued David Osborne, who one hopes is no relation to George Osborne.

His suggestion was indelicate, to put it mildly, but was clearly provoked by the ludicrous hysteria we are now facing on both sides of the Atlantic about certain kinds of rape. Not the unambiguous kind in which a victim is attacked in her own home or in the park by a masked assailant who often terrorises and brutalises her in addition to any sexual acts he performs or forces her to perform, but the she said/he said type known as date rape, acquaintance rape, and the like. Although his blog was removed PDQ – one suspects after a call from the Bar Council or some such – it has been captured by at least one newspaper. Outrage aside, one should ask, was he right? The unambiguous answer is of course yes and no.

Firstly there are cases – thankfully few and far between – like the outrageous and well-publicised Steubenville affair of 2012 in which a 16 year old girl got drunk at a party, and was then handed round like a piece of meat by other students who seemed to think their behaviour was hilarious. Then, at the other end of the spectrum there was the still albeit sordid Ched Evans case in which a young woman went to an hotel with the intent of having sex with one man, then woke up the next morning (claiming) she could not remember if she had engaged in sexual acts with one man or two or none.

Some cases are worse than that by far, a young woman may consume a great deal of alcohol then have sex with a man who is equally drunk. If she cannot remember – or claims she cannot remember – having sex, agreeing to have sex, or even if she initiates the act with a willing partner, can that really be classed as rape, or is it simply buyer’s remorse?

A woman who goes to bed with a prince and wakes up next to a frog has not been raped, rather she has had bad sex. This is something that cuts both ways.

David Osborne’s anger was directed at the insidious and dangerous attempts of the CPS to pander to anti-rape activists (so-called) who insist on no credible evidence that the vast majority of rapes go unreported, and that this is because of a culture of disbelief amongst the police. Furthermore, they claim, juries acquit defendants unjustly because they too have been taken in by rape myths, one of the most prevalent being that women seldom if ever lie about being raped. All the available credible evidence indicates otherwise. The fact is that when juries hear the evidence, so-called, they refuse to convict. Why should a jury convict on the evidence of a woman who claims to have been raped by a man, who admits dating him repeatedly afterwards, then weeks or months later accuses him of rape? That is what happened in the case of American student Landen Gambill, which did not involve either alcohol or the police.

A major false premise about most of these date rape cases is that any sex that takes place is initiated by the male, and that this is seen as some sort of reward, one which is always given reluctantly. The reality is that it is the woman who chooses to have sex, and with whom, including who takes her home, at least as far as young women are concerned, though as women grow older, men have more say and may even dictate terms.

We need to break away from this hysterical nonsense; convicting innocent men is an even greater injustice than allowing the innocent to walk free, although increasingly those who control our criminal justice system do not appear to believe so.

The Odious Chelsea Hoffman

The first time I happened across Chelsea Hoffman was in connection with convicted murderess Linda Carty. At the time, that arch-liar and champion of lost causes Clive Stafford Smith was peddling all manner of lies to the UK media on Carty’s behalf, lies that were by and large being lapped up. With the notable exception of the New York Times Supreme Court correspondent, the US media hasn’t given this old witch the time of day. Hoffman penned a notable line about Carty’s execution – which unfortunately has still not taken place: “The world will not miss this woman.”

I was so impressed by that phrase that I wrote a poem based on it. As things turned out, that was the only thing about Chelsea Hoffman that has ever impressed me.

After I signed up with AllVoices I exchanged some banter with her over something, I can’t remember what, but it may have been over the Madeleine McCann case, which is likely now to remain ever unsolved and thus controversial. Like a lot of know-alls who know fuck all, Miss Hoffman believes she has the solution to this murder – as it almost certainly was: the parents did it, and she is not shy with her innuendos.

Self-styled criminal profiler Chelsea seems to think this is a startlingly original hypothesis; criminal profiling is garbage, but if she knew anything at all about how the police really work she would have realised that parents, family and friends are always suspects in any murder or missing person case, however peripherally.

At any rate, I made a point or two to Miss Hoffman at some point, to which she took objection, and next thing threatened – if that is the right word – to report me to the AllVoices abuse team, or whatever, boasting that she was a supermoderator. Wow. I was impressed not. When I responded with a single sentence, I received the following message:

June 29, 2014

Re: Madeleine McCann

To ALEXANDER BARON

This issue has been forwarded to Daniel Roth/AllVoices.

Wow again! Shortly I received a message from Danny Roth asking me politely to refrain from contacting her. AllVoices was a bitter disappointment for me for reasons I have explained elsewhere, and after the site revamp I did not try too hard for readmission. I suspect Miss Hoffman did though, but clearly her pleas fell on deaf ears, very likely because of those who had been lobbying to remove her.

Her last message reminded me of the old saying that all bullies are cowards; this is not necessarily true but I couldn’t help but note that it was and is in her case. This is something I’ve noticed in the real world with (especially) women who are even more odious than Chelsea Hoffman. People who have big mouths should also have thick skins. Miss Hoffman is still peddling her wares elsewhere – including her phony academic qualifications – but with American universities continuing to offer degrees in such garbage as gender studies, they are probably no more worthless than many real ones.

Not everyone you meet on-line is as nasty as they sound; the political blogger Claire Khaw doesn’t understand the meaning of the word tact, a quality for which I have found little use myself, including in the real world. Khaw on the other hand means well, and I think most people realise I do, but Chelsea Hoffman is just plain nasty. And spineless with it.

Cameron’s Hypocrisy On The Charlie Hebdo Massacre

With France and Europe reeling in shock from this outrage, there was naturally widespread condemnation, including from our own Great Leader. While all such condemnation is to be welcomed, we should not allow either spin doctors or just plain idiots to use it to promote other agendas. Although he has been known to show backbone on occasion, David Cameron falls squarely into this latter camp, especially with his claim that this mass murder was an attack on freedom of the press and on free speech in general. Any Frenchman, any Englishman, indeed any European with nous would surely ask what free speech might that be?

The reality is that it is not only free speech but freedom in general that has been under unremitting attack in Europe this past half century and more, an attack which has had absolutely nothing to do with Islamism. If France is such a bastion of free speech, why more than thirty years ago did it drag a professor of literature into court for having the temerity to challenge the perceived (and erroneous) wisdom about the Nazi gas chambers?

In Germany and elsewhere, many Revisionist Historians have been subjected to legal persecution. To list them all would be tiresome, but they include Udo Walendy, whose crimes included possessing copies of Mein Kampf; Germar Rudolf – whom I have met – who was forced into exile; while fifteen years ago in Switzerland, Gaston-Armand Amaudruz was sentenced to a year in prison. And, perhaps most notoriously, in Canada, Ernst Zündel was subjected to horrendous persecution, but his trials ended with a bloody nose for his persecutors.

At least one Revisionist has been murdered, François Duprat was assassinated in March 1978, ironically in France. He was 38 years old.

If France is such a bastion of democracy, why over the past 13 years has it dragged the comedian Dieudonné M’bala M’bala into court time and time again on the most specious of charges and sought to ban his quenelle gesture?

In December 2006, an international conference on the Holocaust was held at Tehran; this could not have been held in “democratic” Germany on purely legal grounds, and in France it would have been impossible to hold due to organised left wing thuggery if not an outright ban by the authorities. How is it there is more freedom of intellectual debate and discussion on this issue in the Islamic theocracy of Iran than anywhere in “democratic” Europe? The usual specious response to such questions is that such discussions fall outside the remit of free speech and constitute hate, which is precisely the same argument used by those behind the Charlie Hebdo massacre and other such outrages, like those that followed the Danish blasphemous cartoon controversy.

This is a purely subjective view but having lived 58 years without drawing a blasphemous cartoon of the Prophet, I would gladly live another 58 years without doing so, but while I have no desire to add this gratuitous blasphemy to my bucket list, I cannot help but challenge orthodoxy when it is so clearly specious, and when such lies are backed up by the full coercive power of the state.

In the UK, there have been numerous contrived prosecutions under race relations legislation (so-called) including of then BNP leader Nick Griffin (twice), of geriatric Nazi the late Colin Jordan over a virtually unreadable satirical pamphlet, of many others, and on occasion of blacks and Moslems for similar “offences”.

Let us be clear about this, our freedoms are under attack not simply in relation to the Holocaust, the Jewish Question, racism or those other recently invented chimeras sexism and homophobia, in the UK, France, Europe and everywhere throughout the “civilised” (read white) world, but in respect of everything we do. You think not? Have you tried smoking a cigarette lately? Smoking is now as good as banned in most public places, small traders – who include many Moslems – are no longer permitted to smoke in their own shops.

Have you ever been arrested? Did you realise you can be arrested at the drop of a hat, if for example some demented person accuses you of a minor indecent assault that is said to have occurred ten, twenty or more years ago? Did you know that in the UK you can be arrested without warrant for practically anything, and that often as a matter of routine the police will seize your computer, back it up and lie about destroying the backups even after the case against you has been dropped?

Did you realise that on arrest the police will take your fingerprints “and” a DNA sample, both of which will be retained covertly even if you are acquitted? Or that you can be convicted even of sexual assault or murder on no evidence at all, on merely the words of a demented accuser, or on the strength of a fabricated cell confession from a self-confessed drug addict?

Did you realise that in the UK and almost certainly every other country in Europe and the “civilised” (read white) world the authorities trawl your e-mails and Internet activity? After all, if you’re not with us, you’re with the paedophiles, or the terrorists? Yes, they really do believe they should have the power to read everything you read, everything you write, and to tell you where the boundaries are drawn. In his essay The Facts About Rebellion, Charley Rees makes a startling observation about the then situation in Iraq under the rule of Saddam Hussein: “...like any other dictator, Saddam treats his political opponents harshly, but it’s also true that if you stay out of politics, you could live as freely in Baghdad as you can in New York City. Unlike a communist-style dictator, Saddam doesn’t give a damn what Iraqis think or do unless it involves a threat to his hold on power. There are two categories of dictators: totalitarians who want to control every aspect of a person’s life, and gangsters who just want to stay in power. Saddam is in the gangster category. Iraqi women, for example, are entitled to free education, just the same as men, and are free to choose any vocation they wish.”

Did you get that? Saddam Hussein was a gangster. No one could accuse either our leaders or the vested interests that whisper in their ears (Organised Jewry, the “wimmin’s” movement, the increasingly powerful and nasty gay lobby...) of being mere gangsters, rather they are tyrants who want to control everything we read, hear and see. More than that, they want to tell us not just what to think but what we are not allowed to think.

Lest it be forgotten, Charlie Hebdo was actually banned more than once in France, that same bastion of democracy that dragged the aforementioned academic – Robert Faurisson – into court on spurious hate crime charges.  

Nor has the UK been entirely free from the censorship of anti-religious bigotry, as is evinced by the notorious Gay News blasphemous libel trial of 1977. Ironically, today it is Christians who are more likely to face prosecution for daring to express their views on homosexuals rather than vice versa.

Sexual censorship in the UK was always more widespread than censorship on religious grounds; this led to the actor David Webb founding the pressure group NCROPA, which was extremely active in the 1980s.

Even today there are those who attempt to impose sexual censorship on newspapers and magazines, such as the ludicrous Lose The Lads Mags campaign and the equally ludicrous No More Page 3. The feminazis who run these campaigns do not of course claim they are attempting to censor the media, instead they use the specious rhetoric of combatting sexism – whatever that is – and have even tried to claim that such publications constitute a form of sexual harassment. Unsurprisingly, the attractive young women who pose for these magazines are not quite the bimbos they are made out to be, and most object strenuously to being told they can’t take off their clothes for whom they wish without the explicit permission of the sisterhood.

True, there is free speech in Britain after a fashion, for the housewife to her circle of intimates, for the factory worker on his lunch break, for the bricklayer in his local watering hole of a night time, but let us not kid ourselves this extends to the real world where power and influence are exerted. If David Cameron really believes there is free speech in France, in the UK or anywhere else in Europe, then he is a bigger fool than even those who think the murder of a bunch of anarchic cartoonists will make the world a better place.

White Police Officers Are Not Your Friends, Jared

In the wake of the execution of two New York police officers by Ismaaiyl Brinsley, Jared Taylor wrote an article for his American Renaissance website:  The Media Murder Two Police Officers. According to Jared, officers Wenjian Liu and Rafael Ramos were gunned down because the media has fuelled anti-white hysteria in the wake of the shooting of Michael Brown in Ferguson and more recently the death of Eric Garner while being arrested for a victimless crime in New York.

While all four deaths were regrettable, Jared Taylor is falling into the same trap as those at the opposite end of the political spectrum, namely he is viewing the shooting, the accidental death and the double execution through the prism of race. The truth is that race had nothing whatsoever to do with the deaths of either Michael Brown or Eric Garner, and from the little we know about Ismaaiyl Brinsley, it appears he didn’t see it as entirely a race issue either. He wasn’t mad at white people, he was mad at cops. Indeed, neither victim was white.

As an avid supporter of the 14 Words it never ceases to amaze me that like the idiots of the misnamed anti-racist movement, the comrades of the left generally and the loony feminists, people on our side fail all too often to distinguish between advocacy and objectivity. One of the slogans anti-racists are fond of using is that there is good and bad in all, that just because some blacks are muggers and rapists doesn’t mean they all are, words to that effect. The white ethnic movement is not about good and bad, it is about survival or racial death; if it is good to care about the white rhino – which is now nearly extinct – why should it be bad to care about preserving something infinitely more precious, the white race?

Jared cares passionately about White Survival, but do the police in America, the UK, or anywhere? If personal experience and observation count for anything, I think not. The criminal element allude to the police as the pigs; I prefer another appellation, the filth, because they do a necessary and at times filthy job. In order to do that job, they need to have filthy, suspicious minds. When a man is murdered in an apparent botched home invasion they need to consider the possibility that his wife, his son, his daughter, or even his own mother might be responsible.

They do a filthy job policing demonstrations and such, and at times this leads to them being attacked simultaneously for being both too repressive and too liberal. Most of the time they manage  to carry off this balancing act very well, but the police have a privilege money can’t buy, one they are never afraid to exploit, and in the United States especially that privilege extends to using their weapons first and asking questions later, that is assuming there is anyone left alive to ask.

Do the police persecute blacks, do they profile them, and so on? The police like easy targets, that means certain types of blacks, it also means us. In the UK which does not have the same constitutional safeguards for free speech as the US, the police have treated us like scum, and not just the lunatic fringe of 14 Words adherents. They waged a campaign against geriatric Nazi Colin Jordan for a decade or more, beginning with a raid on his home and the seizure of dozens of boxes of documents, and all this over one poxy cartoon that was deemed to be anti-Semitic, ironically by a Zionist Jew who is now held in lower esteem by the Anglo-Jewish establishment that Jordan ever was.

When Jordan left the police with egg on their faces over this affair, they dragged him into court over a virtually unreadable satirical pamphlet, Merrie England 2000. And when the proceedings were stayed against Jordan on health grounds, they went after his printer. Among others they have persecuted and harassed were Lady Birdwood and John Tyndall – now both long deceased; Nick Griffin – who was dragged into court twice, and other political activists whose crimes amount to words, ordinary white working class men and women who were concerned at the colonisation of their country by alien races and the wilful destruction of their white inheritance.

The only reason the American police don’t give 14 Words adherents as much grief as the British police is because they can’t, rest assured if they could, they would. The police are not on your side, Jared, worse than that, in the US they are now rapidly becoming perceived as an occupying force, and I don’t mean only by blacks and wiggers. Again, while it is regrettable that two innocent men have been executed by a self-styled gangsta, in future it might make them think twice before they gun down an innocent man in cold blood, an innocent white man perhaps.

I doubt very much Ismaaiyl Brinsley read my 1997 dissertation The Wizard Of Oz Syndrome, but he has certainly captured the spirit of it. The riots in Ferguson, Missouri and elsewhere were mindless acts of violence; the crime of Ismaaiyl Brinsley was not.

The Great “Racism” Hoax

Do you ever get the impression that everything you have ever learned, been taught about, indoctrinated into, about a certain subject, is utter baloney, like all of it? How about “racism”, that most pernicious of evils – so we are told. What is the UK experience?

The word was coined in the 1930s by Magnus Hirschfeld, and was used but seldom until the 1960s, like anywhere. About that time, people of a certain political persuasion in the UK began using the word “racialism”, which is of a slightly older vintage, then “racism” superseded it, becoming common currency. Here it was used in a very unsubtle yet successful attempt to brainwash both the gullible “goyim” and the equally gullible non-“goyim” into acceptance of both massive waves of non-white immigration and race-mixing.

The usual method was to juxtapose photographs from the Nazi concentration camps – principally Belsen and Dachau – with photographs of the “Nazis” of the day, and to associate them with any antipathy towards immigration. And it worked, primarily because of the massive funding anti-“racist” groups received from the right as much as from the left, hysteria in the media, and eventually the fear ordinary people had of being branded “racist”. Few stopped to think that they, their fathers and grandfathers had fought two world wars to keep out the foreigner and preserve the integrity of this island race only to surrender to invaders from all over the globe without a shot being fired.

By the 1990s, the efficacy of the Nazi angle was beginning to wane, partly because there were relatively few people left who had lived through the Second World War, and partly because many people across a broad political spectrum sympathised with the plight of the Palestinians. The Nazis were in the distant past but their “victims” were suddenly victims no more. The horror of the death camps – real and imagined – was replaced with the murder of Stephen Lawrence, the type of kid you might actually have met, unlike Heinrich Himmler.

The full extent of this brainwashing needs no relating here, but it will suffice to say that we – namely anyone white and especially English – was to be viewed as thoroughly evil and bigoted. Now let me refute all that garbage with one word: Sangatte. In case that is not familiar to you, it was the location of a Red Cross asylum centre which was closed in 2002. Less than 55 miles as the crow flies from Dover, asylum seekers (so-called) queued up there in their masses to cross the English Channel by fair means or foul. Now here is the $64 million question, if the English especially are such horrible people, why would anyone – black or other – want to live here? Add to this the fact that France isn’t exactly an inhospitable place, at least it wasn’t the one time I was there briefly 22 years ago.

The bottom line is that no one from Africa nor anywhere else – whether genuine asylum seeker or more often economic migrant – no one in either of those categories who has made his way to France need seek asylum in the UK, yet they did and they still do. Why, if we are such terrible people?

Now let’s look at the United States, which has an entirely different and more painful racial heritage than the UK, that of slavery, and let us not forget of course that the original inhabitants of that great continent are now a disenfranchised minority, as the natives of these islands are swiftly becoming. Nevertheless, slavery was ended with the American Civil War, and Blacks have made great strides since then, although the same cannot be said for the Red Man. What though are we led to believe about the US? Only that slavery did not end with the American Civil War, that it did not end with the contrived judgment in Brown v Topeka, nor with the staged Rosa Parks bus protest the following year but maybe, just maybe with the misnamed Civil Rights Act of 1964. What was it that King bloke said, I have a dream? Now let me debunk all that with two words: Chuck Berry.

Earlier this year I was shopping in my local supermarket; the cashier was a young black girl wearing a name badge, Nadine. As I paid for my purchases I asked her is your Dad a Chuck Berry fan? For those who do not share even my less than formidable knowledge of contemporary music, Berry recorded a song called Nadine...in 1964. I was surprised at her response: “Who’s Chuck Berry?” Like seriously. Somehow I don’t think she would have asked “Who’s Stephen Lawrence?” who is clearly a far more important icon to most of the brainwashed blacks – and whites – of the youth of today. Not infrequently people talk of his legacy; Stephen Lawrence has no legacy because he never achieved anything; that wasn’t his fault of course, one might say the same thing about Sarah Payne, who was struck down at the age of eight in similar cruel fashion. But how can any black kid in the US or the UK not have heard of Chuck Berry?

Berry has written a lot of songs. Like Nadine... his 1955 single No Money Down is not particularly well known. Here is what he said about it; the song “got its origin from the salesman’s pitch that I usually got when buying my first few cars”.

Berry was born in 1926, and bought his first car as a teenager, a 1934 V8 Ford, for $10 down and $5 a month – he was too young to sign the hire purchase agreement, so his older sister Thelma did the honours. In his autobiography, he says he went through a dozen automobiles in 12 years or less.

I realise I’m not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but perhaps Doreen Lawrence or better still Angela Yvonne Davis can explain to me how someone who was so “oppressed”, little more than a slave, could have afforded to buy a car at that young age? But it gets worse, in 1944 on account of youthful follies, Berry received a ten year sentence, and might have disappeared into obscurity; instead he became arguably the biggest name in rock ’n’ roll, and inarguably the most influential figure in contemporary music. If there had been no Chuck Berry there would have been no Beatles, no Rolling Stones, no Eric Clapton, and probably no Pink Floyd either.

Okay, he had luck as well as talent, but exceptional though his story is, it is far from unique, so why in the wake of recent events in Ferguson do we hear only about “racism”, more “racism” and yet more “racism”, which has expanded into a myriad forms, but structural “racism” and institutional “racism” appear to top the list at the moment.

The reality is that the entire narrative is wrong, all of it. Period. As Kent Steffgen wrote in his 1966 book...Bondage Of The Free...“The Civil Rights Movement has publicized itself as a drive for economic advancement for the Negro but actually revolves about an attempt to invade the social privacy of whites”.

He points out too that at that time, American Negroes owned 4.5 million automobiles, almost one for every four persons, while in the then Soviet Union there was one car for every 350 people, and most of those were owned either by the state or by apparatchiks. That being the case, was it really such a terrible thing to be a Negro in even the American Deep South? Was it so degrading to have to use different water fountains and rest rooms, or was this something most people simply didn’t notice or bother about until hordes of “liberals” – including many Jews – descended on them en masse to tell them how oppressed they were, and stir up animosity in communities that had for the most part lived amicably side by side for generations?

To acknowledge this fact is not to whitewash the Deep South, the murder of Emmett Till and other occasional outrages, the big question is what do Blacks have there today what they didn’t have in the 1950s when Chuck Berry was launched on an unsuspecting world? What they don’t have are stable communities, because with the outlawing of segregation, and more importantly the forced race-mixing and brainwashing that followed, there are no Black “communities” anymore; the doctor, the lawyer, the accountant, have all moved out leaving only the ghetto, or the hood as it is now known. The reason for this is, yes, you guessed it, “racism” – ie evil white men, and the solution, more anti-“racism”, ie more race-mixing.

When will the liberals and the race-mixers be satisfied? When the last white woman turns child-bearing age, and who will they blame then?