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Kiev: Fun Zip Wire; Great Catacombs; Not Worth Dying For...

In the unlikely event you ever find yourself in Ukraine’s capital Kiev, here are the three things I recommend: 1. The spooky catacombs under the complex of churches called Kiev Pechersk Lavra 2. The flea market, where you can still occasionally pick up authentic WWII memorabilia. 3. The thrilling zip wire which takes you scarily over the city’s ring road, then the river Dnieper and finally to the tranquil area where the locals play chess and have picnics.

One thing I don’t recommend you do is try Chicken Kiev, other than for the obvious reason of being able to boast that you have eaten Chicken Kiev actually in Kiev. It’s not necessarily disgusting. But it’s not as good as the version they do at Marks and Spencer, in my experience.

I’m glad I went to Kiev, once: two days is all you need. But let me tell you about the thought that never once struck me while I was there: ‘This is our line in the sand. Our Czechoslovakia. If those Russkies even so much as think of laying a finger on this bastion of freedom, democracy and Slavic loveliness, then I for one am prepared to fight this one to the bitter end. I’ll sacrifice my sons in a ground war. I’ll lurk in a bunker while they nuke Britain to oblivion then, the second the last shimmery Kate Bush song of fall out has disappeared I’ll be up there, with my kitchen knives, ready to slash at every Russian paratrooper that falls out of the sky. And when I die, you will find UKRAINE engraved on my heart.’

The reason I never thought this thought is that, mildly interesting though Ukraine may be for a weekend trip, its security and sovereignty are most definitely not worth a drop of our blood nor a scrap of our treasure. By ‘our’ I mean, of course, those of us who live in Western nations like the US or the UK. The idea that we have any kind of moral responsibility to protect this country far away of which we know little (apart from the zip wire, the catacombs and the Nazi uniforms in the flea market) is so stupid, so wrongheaded, so fatuous in every way that only a deluded psychopath (or one of the deluded psychopath’s pet gimps in the basement) could entertain it.

Yet if you believe the mainstream media our populaces can think of little else. We’re all hot for war with evil Putin. Or if we are not, the MSM seems to think, we jolly well ought to be. That will be why, for example, the Daily Telegraph’s front page the other day featured a model-pretty Ukrainian girl in camouflage uniform standing picturesquely in a trench. “Bomb Russia now or the hot chick dies!” the caption might almost have read (if the Telegraph weren’t so achingly PC these days). It will also be why the Mail is running endless stories with emotive headlines like ‘Ukraine’s amateur army: Thousands of young civilians are drafted into the military and trained for war in desperate bid to fend off Putin’s 100,000 well-trained troops.’ And why the Sun drafted in Douglas Murray to write a jingoistic opinion piece headlined ‘War is increasingly likely, with Putin amassing troops and relishing the sight of a weak President Biden.’

All right, Murray doesn’t write the headlines. [If you read the piece it actually says that war isn’t that likely] But he can’t evade responsibility for lines like: ‘He [Putin] accuses NATO of expansionism and of trying to hem Russia in. Plenty of ill-informed voices in the West go along with this lie. Ignoring, always, that it was former Soviet States that looked West after the collapse of the Soviet Union.’

Douglas is an old friend of mine, so I don’t want to be too rude. Let’s just say that I find his assertions here less persuasive than I do those of Peter Hitchens, who has argued in his Mail on Sunday column that if anyone is to blame for the current tensions in the Ukraine, it's the West not Putin.

In a piece titled ‘Poke the bear and this is what happens’, Hitchens wrote:

Ukraine is not Czechoslovakia. Putin is not Hitler or Stalin. He has no ideology, racial or social. He has been complaining for years, using every peaceful means, against the expansion of Nato into Eastern Europe. He has asked, quite reasonably, who it is aimed at.

Nato was set up to deter aggression by the USSR, an empire which ceased to exist 31 years ago. Russia is not the USSR. Keeping Nato in existence is like maintaining an alliance against the Austro-Hungarian or Ottoman Empires, which vanished a century ago – a job-creation project.

He rightly points out that Moscow (mostly without violence) let go of vast tracts of Asia and Europe, and unwillingly permitted the reunification of Germany – something Margaret Thatcher was pretty reluctant about as well. In return, the then leaders of the West said they would not expand Nato to the east (a huge archive of documents at George Washington University in the US confirms this).

In a similarly trenchant article last year, Hitchens wrote: “The best test of whether your own policy is good or bad is to imagine how it would feel if your foes did the same thing to you. On this basis, our policies towards Russia are dangerous and aggressive.”

Hitchens is right. The West - or at least its political class and its official media - holds Putin to the kind of impossibly high standards it never observes itself. Were the boot on the other foot and the old Soviet Warsaw Pact were extending its territory right up to America’s borders, the US would be rightly paranoid and outraged. So how, exactly, do we expect Putin to just shrug his shoulders and ignore it when not only NATO but also the European Union make overtures to Ukraine, which not only sits on Putin’s border and has a sizeable Russian-speaking population in its eastern industrial region, the Donbass, but which has cultural, historical and geopolitical ties with Russia far stronger than it has with the West?

You don’t need to be Sting - ‘We share the same biology/Regardless of ideology/Believe me when I say to you/I hope the Russians love their children too’ - to recognise the outrageous double standards here.

But it’s actually even worse than I’ve described. The cause of the current tensions was the supposedly spontaneous popular revolution in 2014 in Kiev’s Maidan (the broad avenue through the middle of the city) in which the democratically elected Ukrainian president Yanukovych was overthrown. Sure, Yanukovych was a Putin puppet. But his various replacements, such as Petro Poroshenko, were essentially US/EU puppets. And there was nothing spontaneous about this popular revolution, either: it was a US/EU backed coup. The West has no moral high ground here. Indeed, the freedom fighters they were supporting were actually, quite literally, Nazis.

Hitchens quotes a Wall Street Journal correspondent David Roman who covered the so-called (according to Wikipedia) ‘Revolution of Dignity’:

‘As a Wall Street Journal correspondent who helped to cover the revolution and its aftermath, I must correct the impression left by her review that a courageous popular response to armed repression led to victory for the protesters. On the contrary, on the last days of February 2014, armed thugs – many, if not most, heavily armed far-right and neo-Nazi activists from western Ukraine – stormed Maidan square, killing and capturing police officers and forcing the hand of a government that, as well as being unpopular, was bankrupt and diplomatically isolated’.

Poor old Peter Hitchens has been ploughing a lonely furrow on the Ukraine. I dare say the majority of his Mail On Sunday readers groan whenever he brings up the topic yet again (though probably not as volubly as I groan whenever he writes about scooters or the vital importance of banning marijuana). But I’m glad he’s so dogged on this score because he’s doing the world a service. If it weren’t for contrarian voices like his, the specious MSM narrative on Ukraine would go completely unchecked. The ideas that Putin is a dangerous war monger, that Ukraine is a blushing maiden whose virginal innocence is being threatened through no fault of her own, that the West has a moral duty to stand up for Ukraine’s territorial integrity - these notions are all pushed so stridently and relentlessly by the West’s political class and by their media mouthpieces it’s amazing we’re not at war with Russia already.

It goes without saying that if such a war ever were to happen it would be a stupendous waste of lives and money. It would also, I hope I’ve demonstrated, be entirely unjustified: whatever the rights and wrongs of Russia and the Ukraine they are a local issue which ought to be of little concern to the West, a) because there are no obvious good guys and bad guys and b) because even if there were, the armed forces of NATO’s members are so depleted, spavined and emasculated that they are hardly in the position of being able to play the role of world policeman.

By 2025, I learn from an article by Richard Kemp in the Daily Express, the British Army will be reduced from its current strength of 82,000 to 72,500, smaller than at any time since the early 1700s.

Kemp goes on:

We will have only 148 tanks - down from 1,200 in the 1990s, which is the same number as Russia has today on the Ukrainian border.

Yet still our politicians and our mainstream media are banging the drum for a war they must know we are ill-equipped to fight, which would bring us no benefits and which (almost) no one in the broader population supports.

As an example of the kind of jingoistic nonsense I mean, here’s a sample tweet from young Tory broadcaster Darren Grimes, who made his name as a Brexit campaigner and now hosts a show on GB News:

Genuinely confused at the position of those arguing that Britain shouldn’t be sending Ukraine military equipment. Do you really think that Russia, once the West has turned away as it swallows Ukraine, would stop there? Once a bully gets your pocket money it comes back for more.

‘Why do these people write such crap?’ I was going to ask. But then I remember that not so long ago, when I was a mainstream media journalist still stuck in the Normie paradigm, I too might have been susceptible to this lame-arsed notion that the West has some kind of moral responsibility to enforce ‘democracy’ throughout the world. It’s even possible, if you went through all my old cuttings, that you might find a piece arguing some such bollocks: that we have to stand up to ‘bullying dictators’ like Putin - or Saddam Hussein or whoever - because if we don’t international borders will no longer be sacrosanct and the world will just become a free-for-all where no smaller, weaker nation is safe from its aggressive neighbours.

Never again, though. The experience of living through the last two years has been a steep learning curve for me, as it really ought to have been for everyone. How can anyone still argue, straight faced, for the moral primacy of the West when its leaders have behaved at least as capriciously, cruelly, irresponsibly, recklessly and callously as all those ‘rogue’ states it’s supposedly our job to police? To appreciate the egregious double standards here, just ask yourself how the MSM would have behaved if, prior to 2020, Putin had done any of the following.

Prevented his citizens from travelling abroad
Kept his populace under house arrest, on pain of swingeing fines
Forbidden people from visiting dying relatives in hospital
Accelerated the deaths of the elderly in residential homes with the drug Midozalam
Presided over an orgy of corruption in which friends of his regime benefited from billions worth of contracts for ‘Personal Protective Equipment’
Lied relentlessly about the ‘safety’ of ‘vaccines’, jeopardising the lives of anyone foolish enough to believe the state propaganda.
Destroyed small businesses while vastly enriching large-scale, state-favoured corporations
Any one of these crimes, pre-2020, would have been worth at least a double page spread in the Daily Mail, or a Panorama investigation on the BBC, or a hectoring editorial in the New York Times or an extended feature in the Atlantic or Vanity Fair or Rolling Stone revelling in the unutterable awfulness of the man we are regularly encouraged to believe by our media is like a cross between Hitler and Stalin. But when Western governments breach the human rights of their citizens so flagrantly, suddenly it’s not worthy of comment, let alone condemnation, apparently.

Truly I marvel at the mindset of any Western journalist who still believes, after the last two years, that any Western government is in a position to take the moral high ground over Putin. Are these hacks stupid? Are they in the pay of the security services? Are they frightened of losing MSM work by straying outside the Overton Window of acceptable discourse?

Whatever their excuse, they are doing their audience a terrible disservice. If they were doing their job, they would be telling the world that the only people who could possibly benefit from conflict in the Ukraine are the same shadowy Cabal who always benefit from wars (which is why they put so much effort into starting them); that if war does break out over the Ukraine, it will be as a result of a pre-planned psy op designed to distract from the ongoing (and engineered) collapse of the global financial system; that Putin is no goodie but he is certainly no more of a baddie than Joe Biden or most of the other meat-puppet Western leaders currently running down their countries and slowly crushing and enslaving their populaces at the behest of dodgy, globalist organisations like the World Economic Forum.

They won’t, of course, because they’re far too keen on maintaining their cachet within the corrupt and blinkered world of the mainstream media to engage in such ‘conspiracy theories.’ But given the choice between never, ever again being paid £900 for a Daily Mail or Sun opinion piece and being able to sleep easily at night, I think I know which one I’d go for…

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James and Dick’s CHRISTMAS Special 2025

Featuring Dick. And James. And Unregistered Chicken. And possibly some other special guests.

Not included in ticket price but available so you don’t starve/die of thirst: nice pizzas out of wood-fired ovens; street food.

VIP Tickets - £120 including bell-ringing lesson, walk with James, front row seats, church tour

Location is: My neck of the woods. Northants. Nearest stations, Banbury/Long Buckby. Junction 11 of M40.

Friday, 28th November 2025. Starts at 5pm

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James Delingpole’s Big Birthday Bash August 1st. Starring Bob Moran, Dick Delingpole and Friends. Tickets £40. VIP Tickets (limited to 20) £120

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If you had to escape to another country which would it be? James runs through some of the options with Aussie cybersecurity guy and entrepreneur Nick Kraljevic. Nick - a Delingpod addict since Australia’s crazy lockdowns - talks about how to claim dual citizenship (handy if your family originates from somewhere like Croatia, as Nick’s does) and which countries are currently the most welcoming. His two top choices may come as a surprise. Nick is the founder of Societates Civis - www.soc-civ.com - which can help you make the move.

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In Watermelons, an updated edition of his ground-breaking 2011 book, JD tells the shocking true story of how a handful of political activists, green campaigners, voodoo scientists and psychopathic billionaires teamed up to invent a fake crisis called ‘global warming’.

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James's Big Birthday Bash - August 1st. Be There!

Because I love you all and want you to be happy, I’d like few things more than if you were ALL able to join me at my James Delingpole Birthday Bash on August 1st.

Unfortunately, numbers are strictly limited. So please don’t be one of those people - I’m the procrastinating type myself, so I know whereof I speak - who sends me a pleading message a few days before the event saying: “Can you squeeze me in?” Because tragically I might not be able to help.

Here’s why I think you’ll enjoy it. The main event is me doing a live Delingpod with Bob Moran and the conversation is going to be great. You know it is. Apart from my brother Dick - who’ll also be appearing, obvs. - there’s probably no one with whom I have a greater rapport than Bob. And, gosh, do we have a lot to talk about: chemtrails, death jabs, dinosaurs, Satanists, the New World Order etc. All the stuff, basically, that you can’t discuss with your Normie friends, but which here we’ll cover freely and frankly because, hey, you’ll be ...

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Christianity 1 New Age 0

If you haven’t already - I’m a bit behind the curve here - I urge you to watch this car crash encounter between Christian apologist and scholar Wes Huff and ‘ancient civilisation’ researcher Billy Carson.

It’s an excruciating experience - probably best to watch it on double speed - for a couple of reasons. First, the hapless podcast host/debate moderator Mark Minard is somewhat out of his depth and is also clearly embarrassed at having one of his guests (Carson, sitting right next to him) eviscerated in front of him by his other guest. This causes him to interrupt the debate at intervals and expound well-meaningly but not very interestingly on his own half-baked views on the mysteries of the universe. You feel a bit sorry for him but you do rather wish he’d shut up.

Second, and mainly, it’s painful to watch Carson being outclassed and outgunned by someone who knows and understands his purported field of expertise so much better than he does. Carson was reportedly so upset by the encounter that he ...

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I Wish I Weren't a Christian

No, not really, obviously. I’m just venting my frustration on how incredibly hard it is sometimes.

For example, if you read your scripture regularly you will notice that time and again Jesus enjoins us to forgive our enemies. This is emphasised in Matthew where He tells us that there’s only one prayer we really need and that’s the Lord’s Prayer.

In the Lord’s Prayer, Jesus leaves us in no doubt that for followers of the way forgiveness is not an optional extra.

Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive them that trespass against us.

There’s an implicit contract here. If you want to be worthy of God’s forgiveness then you must do likewise.

I say the Lord’s Prayer every day, from the moment I wake till the moment I’m about to go to sleep - and lots of times in between.

The first parts are easy. What’s not to like about hallowing the Lord’s name and celebrating his eternal kingdom and being assured of all that daily bread He provides?

But the forgiving trespasses part can be a bit of a stumbling block because it seems so onerous - and unfair.

Surely if someone wrongs you, especially when unprovoked, the proper and proportionate response ought to be to smite them sevenfold? At the very least.

How can it not be right to retaliate when you’ve got right on your side?

How can it especially not be right when you happen to have been blessed by God with a mind that can produce the kind of next-level invective, weapons-grade cattiness and implacable, Daisy-cutter bomb logic that utterly obliterates anyone foolish enough to cross you?

Not only would the revenge be just - but fun too!

I’ve tried these arguments, over the years, on my morning walk with the dog, which is one of the occasions where I go through the Psalms and commune with God. But I can never quite get my point past the goalkeeper.

I’ll say stuff like: “C’mon, God. Give me a break. I’m not St Francis of Assisi. Can’t you just give me a bit of leeway, just this once, to satisfy my baser urges? I’ll be good afterwards, promise.”

Or: “But taking out wrong ‘uns in an amusing way is my brand. It’s how I make my living. You surely don’t want me to starve, do you?”

Resisting the temptation to deploy my powers is tough. It’s like being blessed with a huge penis only to discover “No sorry. The Lord has decided that your path is to become a monk. So I’m afraid that magnificent appendage is for peeing, only.

Why, God? Why?

The problem is that the Bible doesn’t really offer many get-out clauses. It’s not just the Lord’s Prayer that enjoins forgiveness. There’s that possibly even more annoying bit where Jesus tells us - say what? Really?? - that we should ‘Turn the other cheek.’

And then there are all the Psalms - which Jesus quoted more than almost any other book, so they must be on point - urging us to be patient and to let God take care of all the smiting.

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For example, there’s Psalm 37:

Leave off from wrath; and let go displeasure. Fret not thyself else thou shalt be moved to do evil.

Time and again you find the psalmist - usually David - asking, in so many words, “How much longer am I going to put up with this injustice? It’s so unfair!”

And God’s reply is always: “Fret not. I’ve got this!”

In Psalm 73, another of my favourites, the psalmist gets so frustrated he wonders why there’s any point being good when behaving badly seems so much more profitable.

Yea, and I had almost said even as they. [ie the Ungodly] But lo, then I should have condemned the generation of thy children.

But then he goes into the sanctuary of God and learns the fate of the ungodly.

Namely how thou dost set them in the slippery places and castest them down and destroyest them.

O how suddenly do they consume, perish and come to a fearful end.

Yea, even like as a dream when one awaketh, so shalt thou make their image to vanish out of the city.

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The language and imagery of the Psalms is so magnificent that I could spend all day reciting them. But if you’re reciting them merely for the great poetry then you’re surely guilty of the kind of vainglorious burbling Jesus warned us against in Matthew 6. You need to imbibe the meaning also - and accept that if Jesus took this stuff seriously then you probably should too.

Not, by the way, that I am remotely wasting any time fantasising about my enemies consuming, perishing and coming to a fearful end. On the contrary, I feel sorry for them because choosing the wrong path, away from God, is punishment in itself.

I prefer to take my example from one of the extraordinary monks featured in Archimandrite Tikhon’s Everyday Saints. [Unfortunately I can’t look up his name because I gave my copy to ortho bro Dick].

This monk was sent to the Gulag by the Soviets - but not before being cruelly tortured by a sadistic NKVD man who broke all his fingers. Many years later, the monk was reunited with his torturer, now so thoroughly ashamed he became an ardent Christian.

Please don’t think for a moment that I am comparing my feeble attempts at forbearance to that of this saintly monk. I’m sure I will fail to meet the exacting standards of saintliness on many, many occasions in the future, which will be my loss and your gain. After all, I’m sure my articles are SO much more fun when I’m putting the boot in rather than when I’m turning that other cheek.

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James and Dick's Christmas Special - Don't Miss Out!

I was about to start writing Part Two of my piece Most Journalists Don’t Realise They Are Working For Satan, when a thought occurred: “Hang on, James. Shouldn’t you be plugging your show?”

It’s this Saturday, on the off chance you are interested. I quite understand if you’re not: you’re probably busy, this miserable weather doesn’t make you feel like venturing away from home, and anyway, it’ll just be me and Dick on a stage talking rubbish as usual.

You’re right. Dick and I sitting on a stage talking rubbish is indeed what you’re going to get this Saturday evening. As usual we won’t be at all prepared. Well, Dick might but I won’t because I’m lazyI like to keep it real.

The only thing I will have to do in advance is wrap Dick’s present which I got him from Russia. He’s going to really love it because it is about as Dick a present as you could possibly imagine and I want to watch his little eyes light up as he tears off the wrapping.

But to be fair, I do have roughly in my mind some of the few things I want to talk about. One of them is ‘Who Really Runs The World?’, which obviously for us batshit-crazy tinfoil hat loons is one of those ongoing conversations which keeps changing the more we learn. Another is ‘Was Churchill more evil than Hitler?’ We’ve talked about this stuff before but my take on these issues in 2025 is going to be subtly different from the ones you heard in 2024 or 2023, let alone in say 2019 when I was about 90 per cent Normie. (I’m allowing myself 10 per cent off because I did at least know back then that climate change was bollocks).

Will we play the “Yes/No” game? I doubt it because the answer always “No” these days. But you never know. Perhaps Dick might surprise me. Or perhaps he might introduce a wild card game he has invented for the occasion.

There will be no Christmas decorations. Sorry but it’s too early.

Nor, likely, will I wear my Christmas jumper. Too hot.

But we will do the Lords Prayer at the beginning - inter alia, to ward off any demons and because it makes everyone feel amazingly uplifted - and Jerusalem at the end.

Also, you get to see Unregistered Chickens, who just get better and better. Or so I’m told by one of the band members. Dick and Andy the lead singer keep making bitchy remarks about the fact that even when they’re playing at my events I never come to see them. Or only for a few minutes. I try to explain, honestly, that this isn’t because I’m too grand or because I think they’re crap but because before you do a show the very last thing you want to be doing is hanging out with the audience because it drains all the energy you need for the show.

Still I think the thing you’ll enjoy most about the event is hanging out with like minded folk. You’ll be able to put faces to the names of some of the fellow Awake people you know from online. And you’ll be able to talk about all the things - Michelle Obama’s big swinging lunchpack; hybrid creatures bioengineered in the same Antartica DUMB where they breed the children for adrenochrome, were the Thunderbirds puppets actually devised as a result of remote viewing technology which enabled Gerry Anderson to see into the future from the 1960s and watch Konstantin Kisin and the other one presenting Triggerpod? etc - that you will probably avoid bringing up with family round the Christmas dinner table.

It’ll be fun. You’ll really, really enjoy it.

It will be no skin off my nose if you don’t. But I just think if you don’t come you’ll be missing out.

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All They Want Is Your Soul

One of my unlikely podcast guests this week is Nick Griffin.

I say ‘unlikely’ because I’m always slightly wary of people who have been involved in mainstream politics - even if, like Griffin, it was only at the margins.

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Griffin - or Nick, as I suppose I should call him, now he’s my new mate - used to be the leader of the notorious British National Party (BNP). Like the party from which it splintered, the National Front, the BNP was and is one of those outfits which the mainstream media likes to brand as ‘fascist’ and ‘far right’ and ‘basically a bunch of Nazis.’

This would be why, in my days as an MSM journalist, Nick never crossed my radar. He wasn’t the sort of character of whom you could say to your editor “How about we hear what that Nick Griffin has to say for himself?” It would be tantamount to career suicide because, imagine, what if you quite liked him or he said something people agreed with? Far better not to take the risk - and to ignore him - as all self-respecting media folk did.

Anyway, now that very belatedly I’ve had chat with him I’ve discovered that, yes, I do quite like him. And also that he says lots of things I agree with. Many of the people who’ve listened to the podcast share my pleasant surprise. Here’s a typical comment:

“I was brought up believing the BBC hype - NickG is equivalent to Satan […] Please do bring Nick back on. Even some of my ‘awake-ish’ friends still recoil in horror at the mention of his name. This exposure can right this wrong.”

My main reservation about inviting Nick onto the Delingpod wasn’t that he’d be too controversial but that he might be a bit too conventional in his outlook, a bit Normie.

But on this, too, I was pleasantly surprised. As an example of how interesting his conversation is - and perhaps as an incentive to encourage those of you who aren’t already paid subscribers to sign up for an early listen before the podcast goes out free - I want to share with you one of his best anecdotes.

It was prompted when I asked him about whether any attempts had ever been made by shadowy forces to buy him off.

Yes, Nick said. Attempts had been made on a couple of occasions, one of them when he was a member of the National Front.

Representatives of an ultra-orthodox Jew in New York called Rabbi Schiller offered the National Front a large sum of money, on one somewhat surprising condition, which I shall reveal in a moment.

In Italy, meanwhile, on another occasion, some of Nick’s ‘far-right’ fellow travellers were made a similarly generous offer by a wealthy Jewish outfit. Again, the money was dependent on the fulfilment of one surprising term.

Then, Griffin went on, there was the example of his friend in Northern Ireland, a social marketing genius who was offered a blank cheque by Jewish interests, but only on one condition.

Here’s the interesting part. Perhaps you thought - as I certainly did - that in all three instances the Jewish donors would have made the same request: talking more about the Holocaust, maybe; toning down the anti-Semitism; avoiding criticism of Israel; something like that.

But no. The things that were requested were all very different - and also quite unexpected.

In the case of the National Front, the request was that they should stop griping about the perils and iniquities of the banking system.

With the Italians, the request was that they cease to sing the praises of Corneliu Codreanu, a Romanian fascist leader - founder of the Iron Guard - assassinated in the 1930s.

And in the case of the Northern Irish marketing guru, it was that he should stop talking about the evils of abortion.

The three very different provisos only had one thing in common: each was very dear to the heart of the people to whom the money offer had been made. To the National Front, banking was the key plank of their economic argument. To the Italians, Codreanu was a beloved romantic hero and role model. To the Northern Irishman, crusading against abortion was a moral imperative.

“They offer you everything you need,” explained Griffin. “But in every case they are only prepared to give it to you on condition that you sacrifice the thing closest to your heart.”

Perhaps experts in the Kabbala, or the Babylonian Mystery Religions, or the occult generally can explain to me what is going on here. But clearly these offers have great ritual significance - and also go some way towards explaining the nature of a world whose temporary god, according to the scriptures, is Satan.

Yes, you will be granted whatever you want. But not until you’ve first sold your soul.

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