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Why Can't We All Get Along?

Do you remember how good it felt to be on those freedom marches during the fake pandemic? Everyone you met was the best friend you never knew you had. Everyone, no matter what their race, colour or creed, was like your brother and sister from another mother. The spirit of joy and camaraderie and unity was so powerful that it felt like we’d won the war already.

But we hadn’t. In fact, two or three years on from those halcyon days of love and hugs and shared purpose, it now feels like we’ve lost all our gains in a welter of backbiting, mutual distrust and division.

Why can’t we all get along?

Well I’ll tell you exactly why. And it’s not a message some of us want to hear, as I’ve noticed whenever I introduce the awkward topic of ‘People who seem to be on our side but are not really’.
There are lots of different terms for these people - ‘controlled opposition’, ‘gatekeepers’, ‘Judas goats’, ‘limited hangout’, ‘traitor scum’, and so on - but whichever one you use, it always causes upset among those who think we shouldn’t be pointing fingers but should be uniting as one big happy family.

“We shouldn’t be divided by petty squabbling because it’s what They want!”, you’ll often hear. And: “Why the purity spiralling? Of course we’re not going to agree on everything!”. And: “Even if he is controlled opposition - and I’m not saying he is - he’s dropping truth bombs to an audience of millions.” And: “I’m perfectly capable of deciding which of his stuff is useful to me and which of it is disinformation.”

I have a lot of sympathy with these arguments because I used to think that way myself. One of my bitterest rows on Telegram was when I staunchly defended Andrew Bridgen against the charge that he was just another Establishment shill posing as one of us either to advance his career or to infiltrate and undermine our movement - or both. Some people thought I was a gullible idiot swayed by the loyalties of misguided friendship. It all got quite heated.

Since then - that was about a year ago - I’ve come round to the view that no one purporting to represent our cause can be wholly beyond scrutiny, especially not those with any public profile. As that doughty witchfinder Miri Finch likes to say “If you know their name, they’re in the game.” I like to think that somewhere out there there must be noble exceptions to this rule. But, call me jaded and cynical, I’ve yet to see one.

The latest of our ‘heroes’ under suspicion is Steve Kirsch. Up until this week, I’d had him down as a goodie, even a potential Delingpod guest. What little I knew about him sounded quite promising. He is an American tech entrepreneur - supposedly worth $230 million - who was radicalised by ‘Covid’, and now stakes part of his fortune on anti-vax publicity stunts.

Among his proffered bets: $500,000 to anyone who can show mRNA vaccines have saved more lives than deaths they caused; $1 million for anyone who could prove that prior to November 2021 fewer than 1000 people had been killed by ‘Covid’ vaccines; $5 million to anyone who can prove that vaccines don’t trigger autism. At the height of the ‘Covid’ nonsense, he also reportedly offered a woman sitting next to him on the plane $100,000 if she removed her mask for the rest of the flight.

Personally - and perhaps this should have been a red flag - I think these bets are a vulgar distraction. But I had hitherto given him the benefit of the doubt, assuming that this was just an American thing designed to get people’s attention. And so it seems to have done for Kirsch has acquired a certain cachet on the vaccine sceptical circuit, appearing on numerous podcasts, putting out anti-vax messaging both on social media and on his Substack to his hundreds of thousands of followers.

But Alex Kriel (Thinking Slow on Twitter) has his doubts and so, after chatting to Kriel on the Delingpod, do I. What got Kriel’s antennae twitching was Kirsch’s enthusiastic promotion of a somewhat dubious story that has been doing the rounds on social media lately about a New Zealand IT worker by the name of Barry Young.

Young, if you believe the narrative, is a heroic Kiwi whistleblower responsible for what has been billed as the Mother Of All Revelations (‘M.O.A.R’): that vaccine deaths and injuries in New Zealand are much, much higher than previously acknowledged. This, of course, is exactly the kind of smoking gun evidence that sceptics have been yearning for. So it’s no wonder that when the story broke about Young’s arrest for data breaches it should have been widely circulated in Awake groups on social media.

It’s quite possible that I retweeted this story myself. I can’t remember whether or not I did but it’s the sort of thing I would do: flicking through Telegram, seeing a breaking story of apparent importance which other Awake types are sharing, and jumping on it without checking the details. It’s what we all do, isn’t it?

And that of course is the problem. A lie is halfway round the world before the truth has got its boots on. Not that I can say for certain that the story IS definitely a lie. All I know is that there are elements that don’t quite stack up. How, for example, was Barry Young allowed subsequent to his arrest to give an interview about his findings on the Alex Jones show? Surely, if as the New Zealand state claimed this was stolen information then the matter would have been sub judice? And why did it get coverage in such terminally mainstream publications as Newsweek?

Then there’s the issue of the data itself. According to the interpretation put out by the Loyal Party - a micro political party in New Zealand - on its M.O.A.R video, the vaccine death rate could be as high as 20 percent. Huge if true - it would mean that getting on for 1 million out of New Zealand’s 5.2 million population are goners - but for reasons discussed by Alex Kriel with leading statistician William Briggs, it is very unlikely to be so. Essentially the statistics derived from the data are meaningless.

This is the point in the argument where the “Why can’t we all get along?” faction tend to come over all defensive. “Instead of witch hunting and purity spiralling we should accentuate the positive!”, they’ll say - and indeed are saying. “Even if the figures are wrong or if Young may be slightly suspect, the important thing is that a lot more members of the public are now aware of the vaccine injury issue.”

You often hear the same excuse made to defend Russell Brand. “Sure he may once have been Katy Perry’s Monarch handler and he may flirt with Illuminati symbolism every now and then - but he’s redpilling a Twitter following of 11.3 million, which is a lot more than you’ll ever reach.” Or, Dr John Campbell: “Blah blah blah 2.94 million subscribers on YouTube.”

But I think these excuses are less a killer rebuttal than a coping mechanism. Going down the rabbit hole is a lonely experience. When someone with a large public profile repeats some of the truths you believe in, it feels comforting, validating. You desperately want them to be the real deal so, rather than acknowledge that they might possibly be an imposter, you’ll invent all manner of superficially plausible reasons as to why despite everything they’re on our team.

The main flaw with this cope is that it requires epic quantities of cognitive dissonance. If you believe - as all Truthers must or they wouldn’t be Truthers - that much of our reality is just a succession of false narratives invented by the Predator Class to manipulate and control us, then it simply doesn’t wash to go: “But happily, these deceivers would never do anything so devious as to infiltrate our movement with spies and double agents and Judas Goats…” Because, obviously, that is what They have been doing since time immemorial.

They do this for any number of reasons, from intelligence gathering to sowing false information. One of their techniques is known as ‘flooding the zone.’ That is, They insinuate one of their agents into a position of trust in Awake circles, and then use him or her to disseminate all manner of information, some of it true, some of it risibly, demonstrably false. The demonstrably false information, when repeated, can then be used to discredit the Truth community. “See these idiots. They actually believe that 20 per cent of the entire New Zealand population - that’s a million people - are going to DIE of vaccine injury!”
Because psyops like this are by nature opaque and secretive, and because they are planned and executed by devious, untrustworthy, slippery, mendacious paranoiacs who think too much and have a Plan B for every situation, it’s not always easy for the victims - ie us - to discern what their true purpose is. Often, quite likely, they serve a number of purposes. Alex Kriel has identified at least two reasons for the Steve Kirsch/Barry Young psyop. One, as we’ve already mentioned, is to discredit the Awake community/antivax movement by encouraging it to gloat about information which is essentially useless. Another is to distract from more credible, less hysterical evidence of vaccine injury provided by more trustworthy sources.
If only this were the last piece I ever had to write on this subject I would be very happy. Unfortunately, the Pollyanna/Kumbaya faction is so vocal - and indeed indignant and rude - on this subject that I’m afraid I find it too hard to resist rising to the bait whenever one tells me that this or that obvious shill is actually a lovely, brave, decent bloke or blokes whom I have cruelly maligned. Look, as I’ve said before and will no doubt say again a thousand times more, just because someone tells you what you want to hear doesn’t necessarily mean they’re on your team. When the snake hissed into Eve’s ear in the Garden did he have her best interests at heart? When Russell Brand tells your sister or daughter how amazingly clever and funny she is does he have her best interests at heart? It’s so obvious it ought scarcely need to be restating. Yet it does, again and again, because we’re so used to people disagreeing with us and mocking us that we become quite embarrassingly credulous on those rare occasions when we encounter someone, especially someone semi-famous, who appears to understand us and sympathise with us.
That’s how the trap works. You don’t attract the mouse into the cage by offering it a lump of poo. You do so using tempting, delicious morsels of cheese or chocolate.

Why can’t we all get along? Because They designed it that way. Think about that next time you’re about to jump down the throat of someone who has called into question the integrity of your personal favourite resistance hero. What if they’re right? And even if they’re not right on this occasion, why get angry with someone on your own side when their only crime is the kind of robust scepticism which ought to be the default state of any Truther? Surely, if our rage is going to be directed at anyone it should be towards the people who first sowed the seeds of this division: our true enemies in the Predator Class.

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Perhaps the best thing to come out of the Bovaer/burping cows scandal was this Tweet by me.

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Welcome to the Golden Age of Lucifer

‘Time will tell” is one of my least favourite phrases, especially when - as so often - I see it being deployed by some semi-awake person on social media urging us to be more cautious with our gloomy prognostications because, hey, it’s too early to judge and we might yet be pleasantly surprised.

I dislike it for various reasons. One is its aura of self-satisfied reasonableness, with its implication that this person considers himself to be more measured and more worldly in his judgements than the fools-rushing-into-judgement hotheads he is lightly chastising.

Another, is that it is a pusillanimous, fence-sitting excuse for delaying action and, potentially, addressing the problem that has been identified while it’s still early enough to counter it.

But I think my most particular objection is that it is so ineffably Normie. That is, it subscribes wholesale to the false paradigm that history is just a series of random events which no one could possibly predict. Most people think this way, I know, because it’s what we’re repeatedly told. But there’s really no excuse for any person whose eyes are open to go on thinking this way. Is it not, after all, one of the most entry-level discoveries you make on your journey down the rabbit hole, that almost no major event happens by accident because almost everything is pre-planned?

So to Donald Trump who, amazingly, despite all the predictions to the contrary by lots of experts on Twitter etc, has somehow survived the machinations of all those Dark Forces bent on denying him a second term as US president and actually been inaugurated.

Whoulda thunk? Well I, for one, and if there’s a trace of boastfulness in my tone it is entirely unmerited. I knew Trump was going to make it not because I am Nostradamus but because it was bleeding obvious that his victory had been preordained by the Powers That Be.

This had nothing to do with the voters. (If it had been, he would have beaten Biden in 2020). It had everything to do with The Plan which, it is now becoming clearer, required Trump to spend a performative four years in the wilderness while a growing body of Americans wailed and gnashed their teeth at the ravages inflicted on their great country by a senile, incontinent child-sniffer - or, rather, various actors in masks playing a senile, incontinent child-sniffer - controlled from behind the scenes by Satanic high priest (and homosexual Kenyan) Barack Obama.

The faked - sorry but it was! - assassination attempt was part of this softening up process. Do you remember how, in the run up to the elections, there were all sorts of rumours doing the rounds that Trump would never get to enjoy a second term as president because ‘They’ would never let him? Either the Biden administration would cook up some national emergency, a new ‘pandemic’ say, to close down the polling booths or even cancel the election altogether. Or ‘They’ would simply assassinate him.

Well that was one of the reasons they went to all that trouble to stage it: to whip even doubters into a frenzy of yearning for a saviour figure. Just in case anyone had missed it, Trump re-emphasised this point at his inauguration when he declared “I was saved by God to make America great again.”

If this is what you believe, then I strongly recommend that you don’t watch or listen to this analysis of Trump’s second term prospects by the Nations Conspire channel on YouTube.

It notes that the ‘golden age’ promised by Donald Trump is worryingly similar to the ‘golden dawn’ promised by the dark magician Aleister Crowley and thence by the New Age movement. But will this prove to be the false light we are warned about in scripture and will Trump turn out to be one of the false prophets whose seductive message will deceive even many Christians?

I’m banking on ‘yes’ and believe me, this is not a ‘yes’ of enthusiasm. I don’t want the world to go to hell any more than the next parent or grandparent does. I’d so much prefer it if Donald Trump turned out to be the guy who was going to sort out all this mess and make not just America but the whole planet great again.

Trump - or if you want to be cynical, the machine that controls Trump - understands our desperation for things to get better, and plays on it. Hence, for example, that crowd pleasing promise that from henceforward his government would recognise only two genders.

Yes - like his remarks about green energy, about uncontrolled immigration, about ending the war in Ukraine - this is obviously a good thing. But the point people miss when they’re punching the air, going, “Yay! Finally a politician who is speaking my language” is that they’re watching the political equivalent of a pro-wrestling performer striding into the ring to play his good guy role. We’ve had four years of the bad guy - the incontinent clown who pooped himself when he went to visit the Pope - who allowed the swarms across the border and let his State Department escalate the war in Ukraine and let the transgender freaks run riot. Now comes the orange man wearing the white hat to clean everything up and make everything nice again.

That’s the idea, anyway. And lots of people buy it because we like to believe in fairy stories with a happy ending. But I’m not one of them because, though I used to be a fan of Trump I have since read and watched much to make me suspicious about his true nature and his true purpose.

If Operation Warp Speed wasn’t a tell - c’mon: are we really to applaud the guy that fast-tracked the death jab that killed tens of thousands and incapacitated millions? - then that bizarre inauguration really ought to have been. To me it looked liked an occult ritual ushering in the age of Lucifer.

All that bronze make-up Trump wore, for example. We’re so used to Trump being strange looking - “Orange Man” - and talking in that strange, dislocated way, like he’s channeling spirits or he’s part of an MK Ultra experiment, that we’ve ceased to find anything he says or does truly extraordinary or weird. “It’s just The Donald being The Donald,” we think. This gives him cover to act out all manner of seriously bizarre occult ritual under the full gaze of a bedazzled, hypnotised public so determined to give him the benefit of the doubt that they affect not to notice anything strange. Like, maybe, when the next president of the USA begins his term with his face shimmering gold like the incarnation of Lucifer himself.

And if anyone does point out that something’s not right, they make excuses for him. Was it not a bit disturbing that rather than place his hand on the Bible when he swore his oath, Trump instead let his wife - dressed in Masonic black and white - hold it beside him? Well apparently not. It was all OK because the oath was rushed and Trump just didn’t have time to move his hands across that vast, six-inch gulf to grab the Bible Melania was holding. People actually believed this.

There was similarly bizarre excuse making for Trump’s son, Eric. His flashing with his hands of the Illuminati power symbol, the inverted triangle, was so blatant that his wife had to have a quiet word in his ear. Almost all world leaders, Trump included, make this gesture whenever they are on the public stage, to reassure their dark overlords as to where their true allegiances lie and, simultaneously, to indicate their contempt for all those billions of useless who have not the slightest clue what the hand gesture means. But when sharp-eyed rabbit holers pointed this out on Twitter, Trump fans were all ready with their excuse. Eric was just trolling the Illuminati. Apparently.

Matthew warns us in his gospel:

For there shall arise false Christs, and false prophets, and shall shew great signs and wonders; insomuch that, if it were possible, they shall deceive the very elect.

No disrespect to all you very elect out there. But over the next four years I’d say one or two of you are going to be in for some very nasty shocks.

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Elon Musk Wants To Rape You

Do you know what it’s like to be the only panellist on a live BBC TV debate show speaking up about Muslim rape gangs? I do and I still shudder at the memory.

It was on a youth programme called - I kid you not - Free Speech and, as you’d expect of the BBC, the panel was stuffed with a representative selection of modern British archetypes: a leftist; a hard leftist; a green; a Muslim; an ultra hard leftist; a radical Muslim; etc. And then, representing the entire spectrum from conservatism to libertarianism, me.

I can’t say my comments went down terribly well with most of the multi-ethnic studio audience. At least one bearded guy near the front, I remember, was wearing a sweatshirt with “I heart Sharia” on it. When I brought up the Muslim rape gangs I might as well have been talking about unicorns because, to judge by the general response - including from the woke presenters - I was describing a purely imaginary problem.

Obviously I knew I wasn’t because I’d spent a long time looking into it and writing articles about it. I’d read the official inquiry reports, the case studies, the investigative journalists, even spoken to some of the witnesses and victims. It was shocking, horrific, inexcusable - the sort of thing that you might imagine would never have been allowed to happen in a ‘civilised’ Western democracy where the rule of law applied.

Essentially, over a period of decades going back at least to the 1980s, loosely organised gangs of mostly Muslim men in towns all over Britain were predating on mostly white and Sikh girls, most of them underaged, and drugging, torturing and raping them, often gang-raping them, again and again and again. And the system allowed these evil predators to get away it, partly because potential whistleblowers were frightened of being called racist, but mainly because the authorities were complicit. The local councils, the police, even the child protection services either turned a blind eye or, sometimes, actively participated in these crimes.

That’s why I wasn’t afraid to poke my head above the parapet on that TV programme. I didn’t care if the BBC wanted to caricature me as a far-right Islamophobe. What mattered was that we stopped turning a blind eye to this behaviour and that, especially, we stopped institutions like the BBC gaslighting the public into believing that the problem wasn’t widespread.

Anyway, a few weeks later, I felt sort of vindicated. I was hurrying down Oxford Street, about to catch the tube home, when a lovely girl standing outside a pub suddenly grabbed me and gave me a hug. “Thank you for speaking up for us!” she said. She was a Sikh girl and she knew all about the rape gangs.

The reason I tell you all this is not to demonstrate how brave and amazing I am. But rather to offset any criticism I might incur from all those readers who think it’s bloody great that everyone, even people in America, even Elon Musk, is finally talking about those evil Muslim rape gangs.

Indeed, Elon has been trolling the subject on Twitter like a boss.

In one retweet, he has brought to public attention the awful fate of 16-year old Lucy Lowe, raped from the age of 14 by a taxi driver called Aznar Ali Mehmood, then murdered with her mother and her disabled sister in a house fire. (This happened in 2000)

In another retweet, he has shown a picture of UK prime minister Keir Starmer with, superimposed over his face, “I FACILITATE CHILD RAPE”.

In yet another retweet, he has broadcast (to his 210.4 million followers) the following message:

British girls are being sacrificed on the alter [sic] of multiculturalism, and the perpetrators are being protected.

Fight back British man.

Now it’s not that I disagree with any of the sentiment here. Organised rape gangs are an evil and should never have been allowed to get away with it for as long as they have. Keir Starmer undoubtedly has many skeletons in his cupboard from his stint as head of the Crown Prosecution Service where he turned a blind eye not just to child grooming gangs but also to the activities of Jimmy Savile. Yes, multiculturalism has been a disaster (as it was always planned to be).

Rather, my objection is: why now?

The rape gang issue is one that anyone, anywhere could have got worked up about in at least the last forty years. It’s not some new and terrible thing about which the details are only just emerging. And if we’re going to blame political parties, the former Conservative government was at least as reluctant to address the problem as the current Labour one is.

No. There’s an ulterior motive behind all this confected outrage, currently being hyped to the max on social media, Twitter especially.

I suspect it has a lot to do with the global swing to the authoritarian right which has long been planned by the Powers That Be - hence Donald Trump being allowed to win his latest presidential election (where he wasn’t in the election before that), and Nigel Farage very obviously being teed up to be Britain’s next prime minister, leading the fake alternative Reform Party.

And possibly also it is part of the general psyop designed to persuade us all that Muslims are so barbaric and dangerous that we shouldn’t worry too much about the ones currently being genocided in Gaza, or the ones that will die when the West finally gets to enjoy its long-planned war with Iran.

Elon Musk is not your friend. He’s a technocrat; a transhumanist; probably a Satanist; definitely a liar.

If he says stuff you like to hear it’s not because he’s a groovy guy who shares your values. It’s because he thinks you’re a gullible idiot whom he can twist round his little finger.

 

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On Realising That I'm Never Going To Be Lord Delingpole

I’m never going to be Lord Delingpole. Nor Sir James Delingpole. Nor even a mere James Delingpole OBE. All this would have come as a bit of a shock to my younger self. I know this because I once found a story I’d written, aged about 10, whose dashing hero was Sir James Delingpole VC. Back then I believed, as most people from my background did, that the surest sign you had made it in life was when you became an ornament of the Establishment.

But I don’t think that way any longer. In the latest New Year Honours one of my old friends, whom I’ve known since we were 19 year old freshers at Oxford, has just been made a lord. And I don’t feel even slightly jealous. On the contrary, I feel rather sorry for him because I know the terrible price he will have had to pay for his £361 per day attendance allowance, subsidised dining and agreeably well-located riverside premises on the north bank of the Thames.

Yes, superficially, it would be nice to have one of those wife-pleasing honorifics that impresses the postman, bags you tables in the best restaurants and increases your chances of getting a flight upgrade on those rare journeys where you’re not already travelling free, first class, on some taxpayer-funded fact-finding mission.

Personally, though, I prefer being able to sleep at night.

No, I’m not so high-minded that I’d reject all the above perks if they were given to me purely as a reward for being me. But that’s never the deal. When you get ‘elevated’ to the House of Lords with a peerage it’s not you that they want. It’s your soul.

Time and again I have watched, aching with disappointment, as friends whom I used to think of as spirited, independent-minded, original, courageous, outspoken have been reduced, on attainment of their titles, into cowed, toothless, spavined jades of the Establishment.

I’ve noticed it especially with the ones who used to be vaguely readable journalists. Once they become lords that’s it, game over. Not a word they write thereafter is worth reading because they are so obviously in hock to whichever political party it was that bought them with their peerage and, beyond that, to the pet causes of the Establishment generally.

By ‘Establishment’ I suppose what I really mean in this instance is the Deep State. So, for example, if the Deep State wants to promote the notion that Putin is the new Hitler, that what the world needs more than anything right now to promote peace is more Storm Shadow missiles sent to help the hero Zelenskyyy in his principled struggle against the Russian bear, and that this - rather than say, struggling to pay their bills - is what all patriotic Britons should really care about most, then that’s what you’ll get to read, every other column, delivered without the slightest glimmer of apparent shame.

It’s this lack of obvious embarrassment I find most puzzling. Do these ex-journalists genuinely believe this drivel or is it that their hearts have hardened and that they have simply come to accept that this is how the world works: that now they are officially part of the Establishment one of their jobs is to keep the little people in check by feeding them noble lies?

I suspect it’s a bit of both, though that could just be naivety and wishful thinking on my part. I’m perfectly open to the possibility that everyone in the Lords is a Satanic paedophile and that this is the entry level deal: you go to the party, do your terrible things, get filmed for Kompromat purposes, sign your pact with the devil in blood - and then, in return, you get your ermine. But the Normie sentimentalist in me still wants to give at least some of these people the benefit of the doubt: no they’re not totally evil, at least not all of them; rather they are just tragic victims of their own blind ambition, a bit like Marlowe’s Doctor Faustus.

Doctor Faustus, I think, is a bit of a shambolic play. But one of things it gets absolutely right is the cruelly unequal nature of the arrangement when you make your pact with the devil. The pleasures Faustus gets to enjoy are fleeting, trivial, and tawdry - I don’t think he even gets actually to shag Helen of Troy; only to glimpse her tantalisingly - while the horrors that await him when he is grabbed by demons and sent screaming to hell are eternal.

I’m not necessarily predicting that this is the fate awaiting every single member of the House of Lords. (God can, famously, be merciful on occasion). But definitely if I were in their shoes, I’d be worried. In order to be worried, though, you’d first need a moral conscience which I don’t believe many of these people actually have.

Yes, that’s a jolly harsh thing to say when some of the lords and ladies to whom I refer are old friends or formerly liked and respected colleagues. But here’s the thing: how is it not totally obvious at this late stage in the game that institutions such as the House of Lords do not remotely serve the interests of you and me, only those of an extremely tiny minority of genuinely wicked people?

The House of Lords, like governments across the world, like the corporations, like the big banks, like the academic institutions, like the entertainment industry, like Big Pharma and the rest, is part of the Beast System. Not everyone who works in those institutions is wholly compromised. But those who rise to the top - and that includes anyone made ‘Lord’ or ‘Baroness’ - are compromised by definition. There are no accidents at the highest levels. You are there because you have sold your soul to the forces of darkness.

Selling your soul to the forces of darkness does not have to involve, say, running an adrenochrome factory in tunnels under the Ukraine or being Hillary Clinton. There are myriad less obvious ways in which the devil can ensnare you, many of which involve the ensnared person feeling really quite good about themselves and persuading themselves that they’re making a difference.

I expect that this is the case for a lot of the people in the Lords. They’ve been given their peerages for services to this or that worthy cause - free speech, say, or education - and they imagine that their consciences are salved. Sure, they might find themselves sharing ermined bench space with one or two people who’d be better suited to a maximum security prison than the Upper House, but the important thing is they can now do useful stuff like scrutinising legislation and dignifying committees and steering the nation in the right direction.

No. Sorry. Not buying this excuse. It’s like accepting a job in Hitler’s cabinet and reassuring yourself that because you’ve only been appointed Minister for Frankfurters and Lederhosen you bear no moral responsibility for any of your colleagues’ more nefarious decisions…

I apologise to the Nazis for any offence that may have been caused by that analogy. Of course, I appreciate that much of what’s being done to us all now under the encroaching New World Order is quite literally worse than Hitler. And the reason this terrible stuff is happening - the chemtrailing; the weather manipulation; the population cull through enforced or semi-enforced vaccination; the destruction of property rights; the war on children’s mental health through bad education, occult ritual pop videos, confected confusion over gender identity; the torture, murder and harvesting of trafficked children; the needless, cooked-up-to-order wars; the Gaza genocide; the green tyranny; to give but a few examples - is that the people who ought to be talking about it aren’t talking about it, and the people who are supposed to protect us from it are looking the other way.

Every member of the House of Lords fits into both those last categories. Every one of them has failed us.

And the ones who have failed us most, oddly enough, aren’t the obvious crooks who effectively bought their titles and are only there for the perks and the prestige. No, the far more dangerous ones are those who do occasionally speak up on issues that matter - but only within the boundaries of what their peers might consider to be politically acceptable discourse.

So, for example, on green issues you might get a sceptical lord prepared to challenge the government on the disastrous economics of Net Zero or the flaws in the modelling of its climate forecasts. But what that sceptical lord is never going to say is: “This is a scam, pure and simple. Climate change is a hoax, pushed for decades by families like the Rockefellers, in order to impoverish us, immiserate us and speed the advent of One World Government.”

On ‘Covid’, you might hear one of the edgier lords retrospectively questioning the necessity of lockdown or even promoting the faux-daring (but actually Establishment) narrative that the ‘virus’ was a result of a Chinese lab leak. But you’ll never get any of them to admit: “This was a Cabal-led cull project, co-ordinated by their cronies at the WHO, nodded through by obedient governments, promoted by a bought-and-paid-for media to weaken, disable or kill millions of people and to train them for the draconian restrictions planned for their future.” Nor will any of them admit: “Vaccines are and always were a con.”

On education, you’ll never hear them say: “Home school your child. The entire education system is broken beyond repair - as was always the plan, for the systematic dumbing down and brainwashing of children is how They will reduce the world’s population to slave status.”

On Gaza: “It’s genocide. They staged October 7th to justify it and it has nothing to do with self-preservation but with border expansion and ethnic cleansing and stoking the next world war.”

On child abuse: “It’s rife. Not just among the Muslim rape gangs that the British authorities have long enabled as part of the Deep State’s divide and rule strategy but among many members of this very institution, the House of Lords. Only in the Lords’ case, it often involves Satanic ritual and child sacrifice, which never comes before the courts because too many Establishment figures are involved, including Cabinet MPs, judges and senior policemen, and anyway that’s how the entire system runs: on Kompromat and demonic energy harnessed from Satanic ritual.”

On ‘terrorist’ attacks: “False flags designed to sow fear, justify increased spending on security and more draconian restrictions on personal freedom.”

You might argue that I am asking too much of our lords and ladies. They have to work within the System. They can’t just go and blow the whole damn thing up.

But that’s exactly my point. They didn’t get elevated to the Lords in order to make things better. They were chosen because they could be relied on not to rock the boat. Their job is to prop up the stinking edifice, not to point out how infested it is with rats, maggots and dry rot.

The House of Lords is a Potemkin village. It exists in order to maintain the illusion of normality in a country which has long since lost any claim to be a civilised ‘representative democracy.’ The state is at war with its people. It steals from them, it represses them, it culls them. Everyone, even non ‘conspiracy theorists’, can feel this, even they can’t put their finger on exactly what’s wrong.

And the reason they can’t put their finger on what’s wrong is because the alarm bells have been disabled. The people and institutions - from the media to the political class - who are supposed to warn them and protect them are instead running cover for their oppressors. That includes the House of Lords, of course. Traitors, the whole lot of them.

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