What’s not to like?

First thing Mrs S asked me about Reform UK’s policies and I couldn’t answer her question, being a bit muzzy first thing this morning, which is unusual for me. I’m normally a first one out of my pit and up and running type of fellow.

However I haven’t been sleeping so well recently due to pain where I managed to drop a ladder on my leg a few weeks ago. It’s healing, but the bruise has gone fairly deep and there’s still a lump working it’s way out, and another month or so before I’m properly healed. So sleep has been painkiller assisted while I get on with my usual routines.

So in order to refresh my memory I re-read Reform’s ‘contract’ and afterwards I felt reassured that I was doing the right thing. Read for yourself, but I think cutting taxes, getting rid of subsidy mills, cutting regulation, and a more reliable energy focus will prove beneficial for the old country.

Whether the rest of the electorate agrees is another matter, but it’s good to watch someone at least giving it a try. The alternatives are basically more of the same that the UK has suffered for the last quarter century.

All right, as a retired expat I’ll probably lose my postal vote, but it never seemed to make much impact.

Anyway. Today is health food and butchery shopping day. Currently only eating once a day (Not even any snacks!) which means we’re even saving a fair bit on groceries. What’s not to like?

Done and dusted

Well that’s my two pennorth of a vote on it’s way back to the UK. Mrs S has stated that she too will follow suit, as none of the mainstream parties are even willing to talk about real solutions.

On this occasion my vote has not gone to the Monster Raving Looney Party, who for a long time seemed the only sane option compared to Labour, Conservative, Lib Dems or Greens, but to the new kid on the block, the Reform party.

Blue touchpaper lit, fingers in ears and waiting for the fireworks.

I think I deserve a nice whiskey.

Framed

Work on my sheds continues, with two new (And much nicer) window frames fitted. When I complete the refinishing and painting, there’s just the concrete floor to re-screed before deciding which doors to fit and how I want it to look. It means spending a few bob on timber, but I’m ready for that. Even Mrs S has said how much nicer things look already. Good grief, the neighbours will be paying ten bob to talk to us if this continues.

Still on the fish, meat and eggs thing. Still steadily losing the weight put on due to twelve years of a north american diet. At the current rate of travel I should be down to a sylph-like 180lbs sometime in September. And needing a whole new wardrobe.

As for all the pearl clutching one is subjected to whenever the subject is raised, the anecdotal evidence is that going carnivore can be a life saver. For example, have you ever heard all the stories about how high protein, no sugar diet can help put the big C in remission? One of my cousins has successfully walked back his type 2 Diabetes diagnosis on an ultra low carbohydrate diet. And he’s not the only one. Forget all the guff about clogging up your arteries with fat. That’s utter cobblers because long chain lipoproteins aren’t processed that way. Fat is produced as the bodies response to excess carbohydrates like sugars and starches. Don’t take my word, look it up.

In other news, back over the Irish sea, I note that Big Nige has decided to run in Clacton, after stepping in to fire up Reform UK. Which could prove interesting. The UK pollsters are predicting a ‘Labour landslide’ but I have a lingering suspicion that like with the BREXIT vote, the political apple cart is about to be upended so long as the resident Brits don’t have a bad apathy attack.

As an expat who is still awaiting the paperwork for his postal vote, I’m of the opinion that dear old blighty has been in dire need of ‘sorting out’ since before the Blair era. To my mind, all the problems the UK has today are firmly rooted in the years since 1995. The tax system particularly. The UK powers that be are notorious for using new taxes as the solution to every alleged ‘problem’. An attitude which all the mainstream parties seem to share. Never mind an increasingly activist uncivil service.

Which begs the question; how were all these activists allowed into positions of power and influence? It can’t be for their efficiency and competence or the roads would be properly looked after, the trains wouldn’t be such a joke, the NHS wouldn’t be such a basket case and the Border Serviles would have done their job of keeping out the grifters who arrive without paperwork.

As for the wisdom of anyone with a brain cell voting for said mainstream parties – give Labour a chance? They’d be worse than the Tories ever were. The Limp Dems likewise. Or the Greens. They’re all about dictating from on high when they don’t understand how the rest of the populace has to live. Sure, they say they think they know what the problems are, but in reality, not so much. They are all too well insulated from the effects of their erratic flailings. The consequences of which are a matter of public record. Might I remind my one remaining reader of the ‘Winter of discontent’? Then the managed decline that really set in around 1999? Both Labour administrations.

Said at the time to anyone who would listen that this was the way I saw things going. It didn’t take a massive intellect to see the signs. Now like Canada, the UK became a place I’m glad I no longer live in. Too infested with the toxins of DEI and ESG.

Any old road up, I get a day off tomorrow as rain (as usual) is prophesied and all I have at the moment are outdoor jobs and the much heralded global warming has failed to arrive (As usual).

Have no idea what I want to do…..

Bee told

Finally got up to my hives this afternoon for an inspection and perhaps a little cropping. I cleaned out my spinner (A device for extracting honey from frames) and plodded up the meadow. Two colonies have survived. One with vigour, the other looking a bit lackadaisical.

Upon opening the hives, I could see the frames in the super weren’t all that great. So I closed up without cropping. The hives are in better condition than last year, but not by that much. The weather has been too cold and wet, so they’ve been living off last years honey. Which means no surplus for me. Not until August, if experience is anything to go by. If we get a reasonable Summer.

RTE and the BBC are still busy gaslighting us all, saying we shouldn’t believe the evidence of our own lying eyes, and believe their cant, saying we’ll all boil alive.

My bees are telling me a different story.

The great mediocrity

Awoken this morning by our local Jackdaws playing grab-ass on the roof and Mrs S turfing me out of my repose thinking we had someone trying to break in. It was briefly warm enough to venture outdoors with only two layers of clothing on. Plus a showerproof jacket of course. This being early June in the wilder west of Ireland.

Although we’ve had to light a fire in the grate to put a little heat back in the house for the last three nights. It ain’t getting warmer like the panicmongers of RTE and the BBC keep claiming. Barbecue season may not happen again this year.

The local and European elections are all over bar the counting, so we’ll see what the outcomes will be, whether the usual suspects of the mainstream parties will retain their comfy sinecures, or if we’ve got a bunch of new blood. I hope that the new woke Sinn Fein get wiped out, and that Fine Fail and Gael get an electoral lesson they won’t forget in a hurry. But that’s just me. Reality and other people will probably fall into habitual voting patterns and lumber us with the same old same old.

While indulging in some more landscape gardening I am moved to wonder, why is so much dumb crap being foisted upon us? CO2 driven climate change is dumb crap. The COVID ‘vaccines’ were rushed to use, that is proving worse than dumb. Lockdowns and masks were dumb, the science was against them from the start. EV’s are dumb because there’s simply not enough generating capacity. The grid is under too much stress as it is, mostly because of the stupid insistence that ‘renewables’ like wind and solar are any good. Thinking that importing masses of unskilled young males will generate enough tax revenue to heal the pensions gap. Yet these are the choices the powers that be imposed upon us all. If there’s a lowest common denominator, that’s the option they choose. The powers that be select the mediocre option every single damn time.

Stuff it. I have a shed to fix this week.

Fencing

We’re getting some cattle in to graze the meadows next week, so I spent yesterday and today hammering in fence posts around my bee hives to protect them against bumbling steers knocking them over. Bovines are clumsy beasts, and you have to think ahead to prevent the damage they can do.

Notwithstanding there’s a small gate to fix today and a couple of strands of barbed wire to put up and then there’s a hundred metres of electric fence. After that we’re all good. Hard physical work, and a side effect of which is that I lose a lot of salt.

Still doing the fish meat and eggs diet and losing weight, but I do have to watch the salt intake to make sure I get enough. In modern supermarket foods, just about everything has extra salt and sugar added, whereas I have to add my own as I don’t buy things like breakfast cereals or any canned foods. Nothing deep fried either, So the only salt I get is the stuff I add.

In the larder I have canned food and dried goods like pasta for guests, but a quick peruse of the labels always leaves me wondering. No wonder we have a diabetes and obesity problem, just about everything on the supermarket shelves but the meat and dairy section is chocker with sugars and salt. Don’t even get me started on cereals unless you’ve got a couple of hours to waste.

The garden however, is looking superb with new plants going in all the time. Today we put in a Strawberry tree (Strawberry tree Bill? Bit of an error there. Strawberries don’t grow on trees you eejit!), No, no, it’s an Arbutus Unedo. Which should keep the local Jackdaws happy with the fruit. And it’s as low maintenance as we can make it. Like with the new fences, all it takes is a little forethought.

Beats the hell out of following the Circus Ridiculae of current politics. I’ve made my choices, and none of them include any of the mainstream parties.

So why should we?

A few minor revelations have slid under the door here at our little Irish domicile recently. Specifically regarding the powers that be and all these ’emergencies’ the dancing media monkeys try to convince us of. Having given the matter some thought, I don’t think the self styled ‘elites’ really believe the fairy tales they give us.

What sort of behaviour Bill, do tell. Oh, I don’t know. How about claiming we’re all going to drown because the cows are farting? Then buying up agricultural land and beachfront property. Now you’d think if they believed their own hype they’d be moving inland and investing in insect farms and fake meat factories. Well not moving inland, but for the peasants they’re investing in insect farms and fake meat, which only the most stupid peasants are buying into.

As far as being ‘healthy’ is concerned, if the fake meat and insect protein were any good, you’d think the self styled ‘elites’ would be all over it like a cheap suit, yes? Well there’s a few vids out on YouTube of some ‘celebrities’ saying how yummy it is, but you’ll forgive me for thinking that they’re just dancing to a make believe tune being played by others and will do anything if you give them enough fame and money.

I also cite the behaviour of those at the very top during the COVID pandemic, partying and carrying on as if nothing were wrong while the rest of us were in lockdown. They didn’t believe they were at risk, so why were the general public? Yes the SARS/COV-2 virus is real and quite serious to those with certain already serious conditions.

However, it is public domain that the stats have been manipulated and inflated. People who died of unrelated causes with the virus in their system, sick or not, were registered as COVID deaths. As were those put on ‘end of life’ protocols with Do Not Resuscitate orders unlawfully applied. This is a matter of public record. If you need proof, look at some of the testimony coming out of the official Scottish COVID enquiry.

People diagnosed with respiratory conditions in care homes were prescribed respiratory suppressants. DNR orders were put in place without consultation. Intubation was used improperly. There is a distinct probability that the government-imposed measures not only prolonged the pandemic, but also massively increased the death toll.

The hastily rushed ‘vaccines’ proved ineffective at controlling spread, and have even proved harmful to 1 out of 800 recipients. Occasionally fatal.

Yet the pandemic was nowhere near as bad as we have repeatedly been told. All we really needed was good diet, fresh air, sunshine and a little moderate exercise in the great outdoors. Why? Because those are the cornerstones of good health.

Instead we were forced into ineffective lockdowns. Shelter in place orders. Hide. Wear an unmedicated piece of cloth over your face. Get junk food delivered. It was known early on that the SARS/COV-2 virus was airborne, so none of these measures made any sense. All the proper science was thrown out of the window. Even the lab leak theory was confirmed in April 2020 by a group of proper scientists, not the political sort.

So, one might shrug, what can we do to stop it happening? Well, get rid of the usual suspects might be a good idea. Shake things up. There are elections coming up in the UK and Ireland, and we might do well to follow the Dutch example, kick out the mainstream parties and vote independent. I intend to use my Irish vote for non-mainstream party candidates. In the UK I will use my postal vote to support Reform UK.

Oh yes, and for those of you trotting out the tired old trope of ‘no matter who you vote form the government always gets in’. I would argue that not voting has been one of the strategies that got us to this impasse.

The truth of the matter is rather simple and goes like this; if you truly want political change, you’re going to have to vote for someone whose policies represent your views. Because that’s why the minorities get such influence. When so many take the lazy way out by refusing their franchise, the minorities vote for their interests, and will get them if the rest of us just stay home on polling day.

The UK mainstream parties (Conservative, Labour, Lib Dems, Greens) are all cheeks of the same arse and will do whatever their sponsors tell them, no matter how counter-intuitive. It’s pretty much the case over here, with Fine Gael, Fine, Fail, Sinn Feinn, Greens, etc. None of them will fix the problems of excessive migration and those created by insanities like Agenda 2030 and ‘net zero’. We’ve successfully fought off the cattle cull nonsense, but ‘Carbon reduction’ is still political gospel.

No use waiting for the ‘revolution’ either, because you’ll probably get someone else’s desired outcome. Not the one you would have preferred. Not voting will get you nothing and hand victory to the people threatening your way of life.

But I’m just a single voice on a small obscure blog, what do I matter? All I can do is to keep pointing out the bleedin’ obvious and hope a more vociferous few take up the song.