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It’s at times like these…

…that I just want to swear at the proponents of lockdowns like Samuel L Jackson.

Included in this number; The entire political establishment of Canada, the EU, New Zealand, UK and USA, and most of the panic mongering mainstream media. Also ‘Progressive’ NGO’s and anyone who follows their specious diktats are especially included in this number.

None of them have the wit to run a bath without inflicting their half-baked progressive politics on the rest of us. Neither do people who say they believe in ‘science’ without actually reading any of the scientific literature properly. Witless bunch.

My ill temper has been mostly created because I’ve just had a very trying meeting over building design with someone who just doesn’t understand about structure, services or the basics of sketching and don’t see why anyone should be exempted from a damn good swear. The mess we’re in is all the fault of people like the aforementioned. Every last single Muthaf*ckin’ thing.

I feel strangely better for having said that.

Muthaf*cka’s.

That was interesting…

Mrs S and I had a difference of opinion yesterday morning. She opined that it was a good thing that the sitting US President with the initials DJT had all his social media accounts suspended and deleted. Apparently for spreading “disinformation and hate”. Which is interesting. Apparently he was trying to tell his supporters to “Go home.” because “We need peace.” So Arsebook and Twatter decided this was not what they wanted their users to hear. So his accounts were suspended. Along with thousands of others. Took the screenshot below just before posting. Video from GABTV here. Does that sound like ‘hate’?

I disagreed vehemently with my other half, referring to these social media shutdowns as ‘fascist’. I told her that shutting down someone just because you don’t like them much, is a very, very bad idea. It’s like smacking the phone out of someone’s hand when they’re talking to someone else. Principally because how do you know someone is being an arse and ‘spreading hate’ if the only ‘evidence’ there is comes from some dodgy rumourmongers and propagandists (Calling themselves ‘journalists’ ho bloody ho)? Even on the supposedly neutral BBC (Guffaw) and even hitherto respected organs of the UK press (FT, Times, Telegraph and Guardian). Can what they say be verified by primary source information or not? If so, okay. If not, they’re more full of it than I am. Likewise, if the primary source is denied to me using the argument “We will tell you what to think.” or “You wouldn’t understand it”, then my subconscious tends to cry “Foul! Ref!”

Seems to even my limited intelligence that someone is telling massive porkies or at least misrepresenting what really happened at the US capitol. For my part, as a staunch advocate of fair play, I actually try and find out what the recently unseated DJT actually said on a given occasion, and it is so often at odds with what the mainstream tell us he said. Far from being a ‘spreader of hate’, DJT tells his audiences that he loves them, repeating allegations that the mainstream will not touch. “Oh noes!” Scream the lamestream. “He’s spreading hate and disinformation!” Despite information being in the public domain that supports the case for prosecution of those favoured by the mainstream media.

Say for example that old you-know-who had destroyed possibly incriminating computer hard drives and phones, his feet wouldn’t have touched the floor, but someone from a family beginning with ‘C’ only had to state that this was not so, presumably with her fingers crossed behind her back, and magically there was no case to answer. Or fact based allegations that a specific politician was taking foreign money and making a crooked buck by peddling influence, not to mention being a possible paedophile.

The public too often get patted on the head and told “Nothing to see here, move along.” But we can see what’s going on. Only the wilfully blind cannot, it’s that blatant.

Despite not liking DJT much as a public persona, I had to admire some of the things he was doing. Scaling back US military interventions in the Middle East and Afghanistan for example. When of course his military staffers did what they were told. Bringing jobs back to the USA despite the lockdowns and civil unrest perpetuated by mostly Democrat administrations. He also liked BREXIT, which his successor doesn’t.

Not to mention the election shenanigans that gave the victory to the Democrats, despite evidence of fraud that the courts point blank refused to examine, not entirely sure why. Yes there is evidence. Shady stuff was done. But those perpetrating such deeds presumably steered far enough to the windy side of the law that the courts couldn’t do much. So dies the US Republic.

Regarding the US Elections, satirically commented upon by JP. Were some of those ‘Trump supporters’ actually Antifa? Certain tattoos tell an interesting story.

How long before poor old JP gets hauled off to the Gulag for revealing state secrets?

Drone strikes incoming to all the pro-Trump faction. Must invest in those companies before the share price goes up. Personally I’m with Viva Frei as below.

Bored with tiers

So Cromwell Johnson has cancelled Christmas, as we suspected he would. The git. Well imagine my shock. As UK PM he’s turned out to be one big disappointment after another.

Over here in slightly more sensible Ireland, we’re being allowed (Allowed! Hah!) to cross county borders and go pootle around the neighbouring countryside, and (Gasp!) be allowed to celebrate Christmas. How very fucking generous of our political class. Bunch of Cnuts. Unlike you poor buggers in the UK, for whom tier 3 was not enough. Now there’s an ultra scary new bug which means everyone is back under house arrest (Actually one of just under 13,000 new strains of SARS/COV-2). Said bug is supposed to be highly virulent, but the stats show no uptick in deaths outside of the seasonal norms. Although, according to one specialist;

Dr Maria van Kerkhove, the technical lead of COVID-19 response and the Head of Emerging Diseases and Zoonosis Unit at WHO, has also confirmed that the strain involved has been circulating for many months, though she referred to it as N501Y.

So this ‘new, virulent strain’ we’re all supposed to be hiding under the blankets about has been around for ages. It’s not new. The death count hasn’t deviated outside seasonal norms. So that kind of shoots the whole need for ‘tier 4′ restrictions down in flames doesn’t it? The only conclusion any sensible person can draw from this is that the politicians don’t have the first feckin’ clue what they’re on about.

Not to mention the ‘advisory groups’ like SAGE and NPHET claiming to be ‘experts’ when it turns out there are few real scientists amongst them, mainly mathematical modellers and ‘social psychologists’ from all accounts. We need proper epidemiologists and virologists on these advisory boards. One decent economist who understands how small businesses power an economy would be good too, rather than the current bunch of affectioned time-pleasers.

Mrs S and I increasingly find ourselves wondering openly and in public why this is. Politicians are faking having had the vaccine in order to persuade the rest of it that a vaccine is warranted. Which under the current circumstances is not the case. The ‘cases’ being no more than detections of (live or dead – doesn’t matter to the test) viral fragments because the PCR test is not fit for this specific use.

For my part, I try (as always) to find a little light in the darkness, a silver lining to the storm clouds. And I find it in family. ‘North’ is closeted in London with serious boyfriend, both of them, unlike so many, are finding ways to keep the metaphorical wolf from the door while building a possible future together. I look at it this way; if their relationship can blossom and flourish despite the lockdowns and stresses of the UK’s crapital, the Sticker clan may start a new expansionary phase some time in 2021. Providing the lockdowns end in 2021. Which at this rate doesn’t seem likely. We can always offer them safe haven and a fast Broadband connection over here if the UK goes into TITSUP mode.

One lives in hope that London based stepdaughter can find a little happiness amongst the shitshow currently being pushed on us by panicky and clueless politicians. ‘South’ based in Sydney Australia has been struggling a bit, but with a little judicious subbing out, is still up, running and socialising enough to keep her sanity, which is important.

Of course, Mrs S and I are being careful not to spoil either of our two girls, and bless the pair of them, they’ve always demurred when financial help has been offered. However, there is a pot of money marked “For dire emergencies only” just in case. It’s at times like these you earn your corn as a parent of grown-ups.

On that topic, today I have a Lamb and Vegetable soup fragranced with a little Rosemary brewing on the stove. To be served with cucumber sandwiches and a few other oddments. Cucumber Sandwiches Bill? How quaint! How, oh never mind. Don’t worry, I’m not becoming decadent, we’re not cutting the crusts off. Chill. Relax and enjoy the Christmas that never was.

I’ll try and be a bit more cheerful in the next post or two.

So here we go

Here we go for WTO BREXIT. Amazon sent me an email the other day saying that anything ordered from their UK site (There isn’t an Amazon.ie) may be subject to extra duties, so they’re ready. The main UK ports have been ready for several years, with ‘pop-up’ customs posts ready to clear lorry loads of merchandise as they come in and go out of the UK. A good thing (for me) is the pound losing five points almost overnight against the Canadian Dollar a couple of nights ago, which made it a good idea to buy sterling. No idea why the markets react in this way. The UK is ready, customs posts set up, exporters informed and the RN getting set to arrest and detain fishing boats without proper licenses in UK waters. The only people who seem ill-prepared, bent over a chair with their trousers around their knees are the EU states.

Out here in the wilder west of Ireland, all these COVID restrictions are starting to be ignored. Dropped by my local butchers to make my Christmas order today. No masks, seasons greetings, all very civilised. The local supermarket still enforces the anti-social distancing and masks bullshit, but other people are starting to not bother.

No idea what’s going on in the US. Obvious vote rigging and dismissal of legal challenges, probably dismissed on technicalities, evidence of, but not court admissible proof. As for Biden, it’s well known he’s pro-EU, anti-BREXIT, but that’s okay because with congress and the senate on the flip side of the coin, he’s going to be in a lame duck administration. One hopes.

There’s a reported problem with the voting machines ‘flipping’ votes and all sorts of other dodgy things going on. Nothing that constitutes definitive proof, but man, I would be asking for a thorough review and re-run of the elections right now, without the voting machines, with proper oversight, with voter ID and the absolute minimum of postal voting. But that’s just me. At least an obviously fair vote would shut up all the dissenting parties and give them less to kick off about.

Up in the not so great not so white as you think it is North, there’s Trudeau allowing Chinese troops to ‘train’ on Canadian soil. Does that corrupt little toe-rag not trust his own military? How long before those exercises allow Chinese troops to ‘assist’ the Canadian armed forces against their own people? Say those uppity Midwesterners in Alberta, Manitoba and Saskatchewan? No idea. We’re out of there and our investment money is following us.

For us the aforementioned is now rather academic. We’re hunkered down in the wilder west of Ireland. All our Christmas shopping is done. We have found out where to get some superb mini-rhubarb tarts and some of the finest Mince Pies known to man fresh on most weekdays. Right on our doorstep. Our accounts are well in the black and all credit cards fully paid off. The halls are decked etc and there’s food in the larder to see us clear through to February, and a suitably fiendish 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle on the kitchen table to stretch our pattern recognition software. I might get another, just in case we get a bit too clever and finish it before Christmas. There’s Oak logs drying ready for the stoves. The kids may be with us some time in January. Fingers crossed. We’re going to be okay. Hope you will be too.

Like a lot of people I won’t be staying up for the latest end of the world show on the 21st December when an optical illusion makes it look like Saturn and Jupiter are going to collide. I’ll be hitting the ‘snooze’ button for that one. If these people are that keen to see the end of the world, I’m sure there’s a high cliff they can jump off and stop mithering the rest of us with their ridiculous utterances. All the hand-waving man made climate change panic mongers can follow them for all I care. They’re all busy telling the rest of us how to live while ignoring their own rules, buying waterfront property and jetting off to conferences all over the planet. If they didn’t clock in tomorrow on account of being too dead to work, would anybody really care?

Hope my last reader can stand the suspense.

Merry Christmas, Yuletide Greetings and all that Jazz.

Warmest regards

Bill

Me too

I’m with this guy. Let’s see all the establishment, the Judiciary, Cabinet, opposition and all the mainstream slebs and media lined up for their SARS/COV-2 jabs before the NHS, before the public. Then wait a week or so to watch for side effects. If nothing else but to restore credibility.

Lead by example or stop pretending to lead. If you dare, Mister Johnson.

It’s easy to send other people down a slope to the unknown when you know you won’t be going with them.

Just a thought

Was watching and listening to this presentation on the COVID-19 stats first thing this morning.

One thing struck me. The quoted UK figures seem to indicate that the heaviest mortality is within areas where large immigrant communities exist. The rate is quoted in this ONS report as 2.7 times the native population of the UK. Even anecdotally, the native, or long settled populations do not seem to have suffered quite so much, apart from the initial culling of the seriously ill and elderly in March / April. Darker skinned newcomers who tend to suffer from vitamin D deficiency above the 50th parallel are being hit worst of all. The native north Europeans mostly appearing to brush off the contagion, apart from those already with serious chronic illnesses. Healthy individuals get a cough or sniffle and that’s all.

There was also the minor uptick in reported infections during Summer which coincided with the onset of mandatory mask regulations after an incubation period. So perhaps corralling one’s face in a contagion-encrusted surgical or cloth face mask might not be such a great idea?

The draconian restrictions on movement and businesses do not appear to work. So why can’t the much vaunted ‘Government experts’ see this when those outside the SAGE and NPHET bubbles can point to the data and say “Excuse me. What about..”? How come so many supposedly intelligent people not see what is staring them in the face? Or are they so captured in groupthink they’re afraid to speak out? Who knows?

As for Canada. One elderly woman asked for and got assisted suicide because she couldn’t face another lockdown. See below.

Crazy, creepy shit is going down. The leftish (Canada all parties, US Democrats, UK all parties including ‘Conservative’) politicians are behind this. When and how do we hold them all to account?

Addendum. Tongue firmly embedded in cheek; perhaps a possible answer to the Europe-wide illegal immigration problem would be to paint massive ‘Biohazard. keep Out’ signs on the White Cliffs of Dover and other such prominent border markers?

Talk about depressing

Looks like being a lonely festive season here at Maison Sticker. We were looking forward to having family over from the UK and Canada. Possibly even from the fabled land of Oz. Now we’re told; “Sorry- tiers and levels.” from the bullshit merchants currently occupying seats of authority. “No vaccine – no travel.” We’re told. WTF? Did I move to communist freaking China last week and completely miss the memo?

All the talk of getting Christmas off from these godawful f*ckwitted lockdowns turns out to have been a lie. Our civil liberties have been trashed. For what? Do we have a real problem at this point in time? While the WHO’s own web site contains huge amounts of scary details, as Ivor Cummins points out below, the science and base numbers do not support lockdowns. Nor do the previous WHO 2019 health guidelines. As Mr Cummins rightly points out, how come the Japanese, Norwegians and Finns got off so lightly? Healthy vitamin D serum levels perhaps?

Which is why I take 2000UI of D3 (50mcg) daily. No side effects. I’ve been on this dose for the last year and intend to keep it up as I’m quite enjoying all the usual sniffles giving me the go-by. The much vaunted potential kidney problems don’t kick in until much higher doses. Besides, if your diet lacks vitamin D and you live above the 50th parallel, a little extra will do you no harm whatsoever. As an aside; I can still recall children in the UK being born with Rickets, a classic vitamin D deficiency disease. Even in adults. However, Rickets has made a comeback in recent years, partly due to a change in the ethnic mix of the UK, and partly because of dietary and behavioural changes. Not enough time out in the fresh air for example. Something my old school GP used to be quite enthusiastic about.

What I find truly depressing is that the precedent has been set. Everyone’s basic human rights can now be set aside for a disease that mostly damages those only with serious pre-existing chronic illnesses. The rest of us get a sniffle or mild flu-like illness.

Then there’s mandatory vaccinations without consent? Tell me, when was that last legal? Yeah, Nazi Germany and Imperial Japan where POW’s and civilians alike were treated as human guinea pigs. Hands up who wants to go back there? Seriously?

What is even worse is that there is no liability for any damage caused by these measures. No one who can be held to account because governments have given themselves and the pharmaceutical companies a massive ‘get out of jail free’ card. No legal redress for the victims of what is proposed being a large scale, uncontrolled clinical trial. If the jab does make people sick, say from an autoimmune reaction, there’s no compensation, no legal redress.

However, those responsible for the blatant misinformation and any resulting damage shouldn’t think the Nuremberg defence will work when the chips are down. “Only obeying orders.” eh? There’s a price for that. A very high price indeed. A six and a half feet drop attached to a safety rope around the neck used to be quite highly favoured.

Some old English

The more and more I hear out in the media and politics in general, the more I am reminded of a term from late middle English;

Hag ridden

First recorded in the 1660’s, “ridden by hags or witches,” past-participle adjective from hag-ride (1660s); from hag (n.) + ridden. From 1702 as “oppressed, harassed;” 1758 as “afflicted by nightmares.” An old term for sleep paralysis (the sensation of being held immobile in bed, a heavy weight, and accompanied by a sense of alien presence). ‘Hag’ being an archaic term for ‘witch’ or malign woman, and ‘ridden’, well, that is self explanatory.

From the Great reset and Green agenda to the shreds of the pandemic, we are all being ridden or oppressed by fear. We have media people telling us to “Suck it up” if we complain about our rights and liberties being taken away, or suggest that we’d like to celebrate an old midwinter festival without interference from the authorities.

We are being hag-ridden. I can’t think of a more succinct or appropriate description.

I also think Boris Johnson is being hag-ridden by his bitch of a fiance. She’s the one pushing the economically suicidal green garbage and I’d like to see a show of hands of who voted for her to be the UK’s Prime Minister. Anyone? Thought not.

The great reset

…Mrs S got a little panicky when she heard about this proposal of how the world economic forum sees our future. This bothers us, because we have carefully garnered our retirement funds over the years and don’t want to be arbitrarily asset stripped by some anonymous arsehead. We’ve worked hard for our money and deserve to keep it. Tax paid.

Apparently everyone is very excited about the great reset, but I can’t raise any enthusiasm because Herr Strangeschwab’s book is such patent rubbish. His proposals have one glaring weakness: they’re based on common ownership, which isn’t an economically scalable concept for more than half a dozen hippies living out in the wilds. According to this academic, all stuff will be ‘rented’ and nothing will be owned by the common person in the street.

Question. Rented from whom? For stuff to be rented, there has to be an owner, right?

Answer: From the state, dummy. The government will own everything, and dole it out ‘fairly’.

Comments: This is laughable and complete hogwash. The ‘State’ is made up of people. Lazy, venal, opinionated arseholes. Just like you and me. Only more so. If you’ve ever had to negotiate the byzantine ways of your local government department, let alone at upper level without blowing a blood vessel or two, it’s slow, frustrating and would make even St Francis of Assisi lapse into a four letter tirade. ‘User friendly’ is not in the lexicon of government departments. Unless you are a member of a favoured minority.

Note: In the society envisaged by Schwab, all private investment will be outlawed. All investment and research will be done by the state.

Comment: Well that’s going to work isn’t it? State committees too often get bogged down in politics, where a given, readily achievable solution could be found by a small, well motivated group in a heartbeat, having everything filtered through layers of rule-bound management means nothing really gets done, well not very fast anyway. Apparently this will be done on a global scale.

Question: Who gets the say as to who gets what?

Answer: By wiser people than the man in the street. By properly qualified experts, slaphead. Not the average idiot who doesn’t have a piece of paper to prove they can use a piece of paper. Or a toilet.

Comment: Having seen the cock-ups the average ‘expert’ has been responsible for over the years, this does not fill me with hope. ‘Experts’ have been behind every major policy disaster of the last thousand or so years. Ordinary people are surprisingly good at making decisions for themselves, when they’re allowed to be. It’s only the tiny minority of Darwin award seekers that give the average person in the street a bad name.

Question: Why do we need this ‘great reset’ anyway?

Answer: To save the planet of course you moron. To save us from climate disaster caused by all you daft pillocks doing things that increase atmospheric CO2 like eating meat, going to concerts, taking days off at the seaside, living more or less where you choose, driving cars and taking nice holidays. Only elite members of government will be accorded those privileges in future.

Comment: Sounds like a recipe for abject misery to me. Reduced to the status of a chattel of the state, denied the right to bunk off and, I don’t know, follow your dreams like being a professional surfer or running a small online retail business, retraining to be a plumber or carpenter or blacksmith or just shoving off to some remote place to paint landscapes and drink in the beauty of the world. Maybe buy an old yacht and learn to sail around the globe, taking your chances where you may. Throwing in the towel on a bad job and just riding off into the sunset. No. Under the ‘great reset’ you will be no more than the property of the state, a slave with no real choices, expected to be grateful for the pittance you will have to live on, and forced to live without hope until your overstressed organs give up the ghost.

Never mind that the CO2 hypothesis of man made climate change is unproven. Or that we’ve had this talk of climate disaster ‘in the next ten years’ stuffed in our faces for at least the last fifty years. The climate will change as it is doing right now and there is nothing anyone, anywhere can do about it. When it comes to weather and climate, humanity is only along for the ride. It has little global influence, and CO2 is not the thermostat of the planet. If you disagree, go on, give me credible proof. Which you can’t. I can cite real, properly qualified climate scientists and astrophysicists who will tell you different in their peer reviewed studies.

To turn one of the ‘great reset’ slogans on it’s head; you won’t own anything, and you won’t be happy. If your stuff can be confiscated on a whim, how can you plan? How can you map out a future that will make your unexamined life even remotely worth living?

History teaches us that every time this kind of top down philosophy has been tried within the last hundred years it has failed miserably, spreading the misery around and filling mass graves from Europe to China and all points in between. The great reset is bollocks.

Tim Pool tells us that the jig is up with this huge steaming pile of horse-puckey that is the philosophy of the ‘great reset’.

We could do with sidelining this piece of portentous poison and the people who promote it. They’re obviously not fit for purpose. The solutions have to come from the bottom up, not the top down. Because the top has nothing but castles in the air filled with marsh gas.

Good gravy! Or rather not

I’ve been trying to ignore the US elections by playing with my new kitchen gadget / toy. Specifically an air fryer, which does pretty good roast vegetables and makes a reasonable fist of out-of-a-packet frozen stuff that can get a bit soggy if the oven isn’t set up right. It’s also quicker than an oven. I’ve nicknamed it, as is my wont; ‘The Fat Dalek’ because it sits in my kitchen, balefully but harmlessly glowering at the rest of my kitchen appliances through three neon blue slits.

Fortunately the one thing it does not do with my cooking is try to exterminate anything. It also saves me a fortune on cooking oil. Very clean too. All I have to do is cut up the veg right, spice and toss in a little olive oil, throw it in the little container, set it running and bingo! Tasty roast veg. Much nicer than the alternatives, and much better portion control.

Mrs S asked me last night whether it did sauces as well, to which I had to go into a long, convoluted explanation of how the device works and why no, it does not do sauces. Anything breadcrumb coated from the freezer, great, roasts a resounding yes, roasted veg tossed in Olive oil and chips definitely, but nothing ‘wet’ like a pasta sauce, which is tonights culinary offering as part of a nice spaghetti bolognese. My ‘Fat Dalek’ will be a mute bystander to that process.

On the news however, and this is a massive however, you can’t switch on a ‘pooter without getting bombarded with stuff about the US elections. Sounds like Biden might not be in after all. See Viva Frei’s delve through the legalities below.

Well, he said, picking his jaw off the floor, if what the allegations say is only fifty percent true, then the whole Michigan election staff should end up in jail and the new guys forced to redo the entire vote from start to finish with cops and adjudicators standing over them, watching hawkishly for the first hint of impropriety. Oh my. This does rather call the behaviour of certain officials into question and no mistake. Coaching voters? Duplicate voting? Excluding ajudicators / ‘challengers’ from the counting rooms? Stuffing ballot boxes? Falsely registering votes? Blood and sand. Sounds like the soap opera is truly off and running. Wonder if any of those officials likely to be indicted over this matter will flip and turn states evidence? The fallout from those conversations would be illuminating.

Don’t know if the officials in question were going for the contest in how many ways to to skew a vote, but this must be some kind of a record outside of the third world, and I don’t care who was doing it for whom. If the republicans were accused of even five percent of the fraudulent activity alleged, the fourth estate would be screaming from the rooftops that not only is ‘Orange Man Bad’, but a cheat as well and therefore sent home with a sharp note to his mother and no longer allowed to play at elections any more, ever again with brass knobs on, so there and no returns. But they won’t do that for the other side of the aisle because it’s become painfully obvious that much of the US media is bent as a three cent note and not to be trusted without a sworn statement from three independent witnesses and video corroboration from it’s own mother. And probably not even then.

This whole US election business is like the ‘science’ of lockdowns, you know instinctively that something is well dodgy, but there’s bugger all you can do about it but point it out to others and laugh piteously when they regurgitate the nonsense they have been programmed with. They’re invariably those who trust government, not seeing it for the monster big government truly is. Because people who believe that ‘government’ can keep them ‘safe’ don’t understand the Godzilla effect big government can have on the poor bloody individual. Word to the wise; don’t get under it’s feet. Being squished is no fun at all.

Unlike my ‘Fat Dalek’, the gaze of big government is rarely harmless to the individual and should be avoided at all times where possible. As Reagan once said. “The nine most terrifying words in the English language are “I’m from the government and I’m here to help.’ Sends a shudder down my spine every time.

This is going to get real interesting, real fast. Let’s see what the courts say.

Update: The FEC is demanding (and getting) recounts of votes, and the overall picture is of massive ‘irregularities favouring the Democrat party.’ This ain’t over. Not by a long chalk.

Additional 15th November; the private Michigan vote challenge has been dismissed on a technicality by a Judge, but the other challenges are still ongoing. Oh well, it passes the time while these pointless bloody lockdowns continue.

Wall Streets man

Unpacking the last of our personal belongings on Saturday and noted that DJT is fuming over getting beaten in the electoral college that is the US presidential election. Which gave me pause for thought. If massive electoral fraud is not proven and old ‘Sleepy Joe’ Biden is the next US President, I look at it this way. Wall Street and the big corporates got what they wanted.

It doesn’t matter that Biden’s as corrupt as all get out. It doesn’t matter if he’s been picking the public purse through influence peddling. It doesn’t matter that he likes little girls and fondles them in public, and maybe much worse in private. It doesn’t matter that the vote has or has not been been rigged. Biden will do what he’s told because when push comes to shove, he’s Wall Streets man.

Obama was Wall Streets guy, which is how an activist with a minimal Senate term came from almost nowhere to the US Presidency. There was big corporate funding behind him. Clinton was Wall Streets candidate in 2016. Which is why her crimes were glossed over by a suspiciously quiet fourth estate. Trump, on the other hand, might get thrown in the jug on some spurious charge, although I doubt that the Supreme Court, now heavily Republican and constitutional, would allow that. It would take a couple of untimely deaths to shift that balance of power, although Judges that cross the big corporates are known end to up as targets.

All the Green New Deal stuff Biden and Harris talk about will have holes in it big enough for any corporate lawyer worth their salt to drive a truck through. The restrictions will only apply to the ‘little people’ anyhow. This is the reality of the situation. Trump was fun, he annoyed all the right people. However, unless he can prove that the vote was rigged, he’d be better off pulling in his horns and buggering off to play golf. He’s on a hiding to nothing. The US election has been bought and sold by the people who own the world, and BREXIT may well follow it because the corporates and trusts don’t like people doing what they want if it doesn’t make a crooked buck for them.

Besides, Biden hasn’t the intellect, just avarice and low animal cunning, and Wall Street likes that. It means he can be made to dance to their tune. And a merry little jig it will be. Like Trudeau is the corporates man. He does what he’s told and bugger the electorate. Not sure about Johnson, but I have a feeling he’s under heavy pressure to keep on giving the EU second chances. Because the corporates don’t like independence. They like things they can control.

The thing is, all these mainstream politicians are bought and sold. You can always tell who isn’t because a well-oiled propaganda machine is wheeled into action against them. The minute a politician of whatever stripe starts getting the idea they can do what the electorate wants, the boys with the balance sheets go to work. They have margins to maintain. They have NGO’s to do their dirty work and throw them money for this very purpose. Whole tribes of idealistic idiots at their behest, and it’s not just Soros funding them. He’s just the obvious fish in the pond that no-one likes. These activist NGO’s get their money from the big corporates and trusts who use the NGO’s activism to move markets and make money. They even own people within government itself. Which makes me half way surprised that Trump has lasted as long as he has.

So as their funding dries up, all the BLM and ‘hard left’ activists will have to scale back their activities. Less rioting. Less disruption. Because they won’t be needed any more. These activists don’t know, or want to know, that they are the unwitting tools of corporatism, but it’s where they get much of their funding. Because Wall Street and the corporates will have their man in the White House.

Cynical, moi? But of course. I listen to the money men and how they talk. Doesn’t take an Einstein to figure it out no matter what one’s personal feelings are. By way of illustration, there was an interesting (But paywalled) analysis in the UK Times Saturday which tweaked a neuron. About the growth of stocks and bonds under various administrations. One journalist ran the numbers which confirmed my suspicions. A US President of limited impact with a congress and senate in opposition is the best possible outcome for the corporate balance sheets.

Wall Street and the big corporates won this US Presidential election. The rest of us? We don’t really count.

Prohibition 2.0

What the hell are European politicians on with all these endless lockdowns? Do they want to create Prohibition 2.0? Because that’s what happened between 1919 and 1933 in the USA, leading to the rise of a new criminal class, gang wars and the corruption of the entire justice system. It also fueled the rise of the death cults known as Fascism and Communism.

The historical parallels are all out there. They aren’t the same but the circumstances are strikingly similar seen through the prism of history.

1920’s and 30’s: A Government mandated clampdown on alcohol and socialising. 2020’s: COVID-19 restrictions on same. Massive unemployment caused by same restrictions and subsequent monetary disaster.

Weird and racist cults openly marching in the streets. 1920’s; The Communists, proto-Nazi’s and Klu Klux Klan. A century later Antifa, BLM and Extinction Rebellion. All seemingly operating with Police and local government approval.

2020’s Food banks vs 1930’s bread lines.

See the patterns yet? The warp and weft of human behaviour played out on the same loom with differing thread. The pattern may not be exactly the same, but the cloth will be very similar.

I’m betting on circumvention and corruption on a massive scale. If it’s not already happening. What do you think?

Bad news and good news

The forces of darkness known as big government has just tried to swat us (Amongst others) with another lockdown, but only succeeded in making my life easier and saving us money. The new lockdown restrictions mean that our next holiday booking meant to start on Saturday has been cancelled (Boo!) But we’re getting a full fifteen hundred dollar refund (Hooray!) Means we won’t be heading up to visit Galway (Boo!) But we’ve got a good permanent home in County Clare (Hooray!) and so on.

Tomorrow we’re going to run the gauntlet of Gardai checkpoints with a one word answer to the question “Where are you going sir?”
That answer will be a 100% honest “Home.” and I will tell them where that is and show them relevant documents if asked.

When we arrive there will be food, there will be drink. There will be zoom meetings with kids over Gigabyte Internet. Unfortunately there will be no hugs, little laughter and a hollow sense of part isolation. There is not enough furniture at present, as our worldly goods have another three weeks at least before they arrive. But we are fortunate, there is fresh bedding and beds to sleep in. Food in the larder. Money to pay the rent and bills. There are others feeling this lockdown crap much worse than us but I can offer them nothing that will do them any good. Save my encouragement that this too will pass. It has to, or we are all screwed.

God alone knows when this insanity will be over, and I wish to him he’d do something. But he’s been so busy thrashing the Chinese for their crimes against humanity with floods, locusts and typhoons that he’s probably still got his ethereal hands full. Maybe direct hits with a series of five metre meteorites upon certain seats of government might do the trick, but I doubt it. Our current crop of politicians just wouldn’t take the hint. If Jesus himself rode into the debating chambers on beams of heavenly light to show them the error of their ways they’d still argue that black was white and get run over on the nearest pedestrian crossing.

As for myself, I’m just an old fart with an obscure blog and a chequered past, what do I know? Anyway, we’ll survive this latest setback, but just because the powers that be think they’re virtuous, there will still be cakes and ale in the new Sticker household. I will see to that. That is my priority and I will take vigorous steps to ensure it remains so. In the meantime I will be following the real science, not the fake stuff peddled by the mainstream media, techniques handily explained below by the indefatigable Mr Cummins.

Blow the horn, increase the lockdowns. It won’t matter because, like the Tigers, the SARS/COV-2 virus is no longer a serious threat. The numbers do not lie. Unlike the media and politicians who quote numbers out of context to bamboozle and mislead. No idea why. Maybe they like the power they think it gives them. Maybe too many of them are banking on making a killing on the stock market over some putative vaccine. Who knows? All I know is that these lockdowns and masks are of little real effectiveness and even get in the way of developing immunity in the wider population.

Settling in

Well, that’s the new place up and running, even though we have still have four weeks left on our holiday lets. Gigabyte (A whole Gig!) Fibre Internet connection is in and running. Phone is working. Extender network installed. Plague of flies battled. Heating fuel in and rent paid. Bank account should be ready to take first tranche of deposit money shortly and car insurance quote is on the way. We’ve been busy bunnies.

Tip for the interested; if like me you were doubtful about the efficacy of ‘essential oils’, note that Rosemary, Peppermint, Lemongrass or Lavender oil dropped (Just one, not all) onto the surface of half a jug of water repels flies while making your house smell of something that isn’t chemical and has none of the cloying overtones of supermarket air fresheners or aromatic candles. It’s probably cheaper long term too. We have a gallon jug of Rosemary oil treated water sitting upstairs and one with Lemongrass oil downstairs. They’re a little pungent at first, but the flies don’t like it at all. If the strategy is as successful as first attempts indicate, I’ll be buying those four on a semi-regular basis. Fly repellent and air freshener? Sounds good to me.

The whole mask thing is still a big deal in Closetown, but if like me you enjoy inhabiting the many coffee and tea venues, once you’re in a given set of premises you’re breathing the same air and you can’t wear a face nappy while you’re eating or drinking, can you? It’s also rather comical to watch people untrained in aseptic techniques get it wrong. Wear disposable mask, check. Wear disposable gloves, check. Wearing street clothes, whoops, you’ve just rendered the gloves and masks useless. It’s all a game of snakes and ladders from an epidemiological standpoint. Get one thing wrong and you might as well not be doing it at all.

Not that these masks do any real good at this stage of the game. They’re just a distraction from the wholesale removal of civil liberties. I predict that at some point there will be a massive pushback. An official will massively overstep the mark and it will all go viral. A child will be snatched and harmed and a parent will fight back and get badly hurt. Or something of that nature. The information will go public. It’s only a matter of time, then these ‘COVID Marshalls’ will find themselves with massive invisible targets painted on their backs. As will the politicians who forced this on everyone, regardless of individual culpability.

The UK Police have hardly covered themselves in glory with all the “We’re gonna get yer” Video’s and steaming crowds of non-violent protesters with batons while kneeling to every two-bit cadre of Marxist rioters. That’s coming back to bite them. In spades. Public trust, once lost, is a bloody hard thing to win back. Whoever is giving them their orders is both short sighted and incompetent.

Which convinces me further that the current crop of politicians, both in the UK and across Europe are only good at one thing; getting elected. At everything else they are about as inept as it’s possible to get. Boris Johnson in particular is only marginally better than Cameron and May, and that’s only by a pretty slim margin. He may be getting BREXIT done, but that will be no bloody good if the economy is a total smoking wreck caused by his cabinet’s incompetence.

As for even suggesting putting the Army on the streets to ‘enforce COVID restrictions’? Whoever came up with that suggestion needs to be defenestrated out of the forty fifth floor of Canary wharf. The only time the Army did street service in any kind of civil capacity on English streets was during the 1977 fireman’s strike. And then they were unarmed.

Armed troops should not be used in support of the Police like in Northern Ireland back in 1969. That just made a bad situation worse. As would deploying the Army in that capacity now. Stupid, stupid, stupid. ‘Putting in the Army’ is a hallmark of weak and ineffectual Government. Wilson and his cohorts sent in the Army to Ulster and that policy disaster helped expand what was originally a set of civil rights protests into ‘the troubles’, over three decades of murder and mayhem, including political assassinations, until people started to wind their necks in. Even in 2020, the conflict continues.

COVID-19 is no longer a threat. It does not justify the repressive measures and they should be ended. I say that as a member of one of the higher risk age groups. We need to get back to normal economic activity or we are all royally fucked. The news tonight from the Dail saying they wouldn’t lock down the country like the ‘experts’ wanted comes as some small relief. Our current rental runs out on Friday and we have to be on the move to our next destination. The last thing I want to do is waste time bluffing my way around road blocks.

Did I just repeat myself there? Well so I did.

Update: Ireland just went into “Is your journey necessary sir?” For the next three weeks.
My answer is “Yes officer. Because I want to sleep in a bed tonight.”
Rinse, repeat as necessary.

Bloody ‘experts’. Counting ‘cases’ which aren’t really ‘cases’ but ‘detections’. Those with symptoms are not even ten percent of the count and even the padded ‘death count’ is lower than seasonal flu. Some say it’s less than a quarter. One day Historians will look at this period of spineless insanity for a giggle and for examples of how to get handling a pandemic (That was over in May) so very, very wrong.

Uncut footage…

…Of a Coronavirus briefing.

Because that’s what we’re in. A ‘war’ without end. Because the political class think they need something to keep the support of a continually frightened and enraged populace. They’re so, so very wrong.

I’d love to be optimistic, but unless the restrictions are fully lifted, we’re all screwed. The economy simply cannot support all those forced into unemployment.

Mrs S has been buying church candles. The big buggers. 100 to 200 hundred hour things. Four Euro’s apiece, which isn’t that expensive. Mainly because she likes candle light. We’re stocked up on oil. Note to self we’ll need a lock for the filler cap. As for the rest. The windows are triple glazed. We are based far from the madding crowd. We’re going to be cosy. I hope my last remaining reader will be comfortable too.