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Emmanuel Macron's Wife Is Totally Not A Bloke
July 31, 2025
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I was originally going to give this piece a different title. Something along the lines of: “What do Brigitte Macron, Michelle Obama and Dame Edna Everage Have In Common?” or “Which World Leader’s ‘Wife’ Has The Biggest Hairiest Bollocks?” or “If Mrs Macron Is A Woman Then I’m The Secret Love Child of Serge Gainsbourg.” But then I heard the shock news that the French president and his fragrant and definitely-not-a-bloke wife are suing Candace Owens for defamation.

When the story broke in the mainstream media, I happened to have been sitting next to an old friend of mine who is a total Normie. “I’m no fan of the Macrons but I hope they take her for every penny. Who is this Candace Owens person anyway?” he said.

This, I suspect, will be typical of the reactions across Normieland. And designedly so. When I read the story my immediate thought was: “This is another Alex Jones and Sandy Hook psyop.” The law suit by the Macrons appears to have been calculated to have the same effect on ‘conspiracy theorists’ talking about Elite Gender Inversion (EGI) as the Alex Jones case did on ‘conspiracy theorists’ talking about faked high school shootings: ridicule them; marginalise them; frighten them; shut ‘em down.

Whether or not I’m right will only become clear as the law suit progresses. Is Mrs Macron really going to subject herself to the indignity of a full examination to ascertain whether she is the sex she claims to be? Well yes, possibly, if she really was born a woman. But if she wasn’t, then aren’t the Macrons taking an almighty risk here?

My guess is that the intimate personal examination is never going to happen. And that the law suit will be settled out of court, with Candace Owens being forced to pay some kind of salutary settlement - a bit like the person pretending to be ‘Alex Jones’ very publicly had to do over Sandy Hook.

I could be wrong. But if I’m right it will justify the suspicions I’ve had for some time about Candace Owens. Yes she is attractive and articulate but she has risen, almost without trace, to enjoy a platform far larger than people pushing ‘conspiracy theory’ material about subjects ranging from the Jews to Elite Gender Inversion are generally permitted.

Was the purpose of Owens’s success, all along, to gain a huge profile in Awake circles before being ‘exposed’ in the mainstream as a dangerous charlatan not a single one of whose wacky ideas should be taken seriously by any rational human being? If so it wouldn’t be the first time They have played this trick.

Alex Jones and Sandy Hook provides the template. Though the case never went to court - thus ensuring that none of the questions about the authenticity of a mass shooting in a school which had been closed for many months were ever subject to legal niceties like disclosure and cross-examination - the general public is now convinced that the official Sandy Hook narrative has been proven beyond reasonable doubt.

In the UK, currently, we have a cut price version of this propaganda technique being deployed in the case of one Lucy Connolly. Connolly, if you believe the official narrative, is an otherwise blameless mother currently serving a 31 month jail term for something supposedly inflammatory she said on Twitter in the wake of the Southport ‘killings’ in which three little girls were allegedly stabbed to death at a ‘Taylor Swift’ ballet class by a scary-looking black immigrant.

You may guess from my inverted commas deployment that I don’t believe the official narrative. Nor - and I do recommend reading their takes, below - do Miri AF or Francis O’Neill.

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A Letter to Lucy Connolly
On 31st October 2024, Lucy Connolly was sentenced to 31 months in prison, “the particulars of the offence being that “on 29 July 2024 she published and distributed written material on the social media platform X (formerly Twitter) which was threatening, abusive or insulting with the intent thereby to stir up racial hatred or whereby, having regard to al…
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Tomorrow, 29th July 2025, marks the one year anniversary of the notorious "Southport stabbings", where - the media tells us - three little girls were stabbed to death "at a Taylor Swift themed dance class" (this detail is always included in any media coverage on the subject, make of that what you will…
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3 days ago · 78 likes · 16 comments · Miri AF

Whenever you write pieces like this you will - as night follows day - attract comments, purportedly from fellow ‘Awake’ people, accusing you of paranoia, purity spiralling and needless divisiveness. This is just what has happened to Miri AF and O’Neill on social media.

On Twitter, for example, Miri has been attacked for her catchphrase “If you know their name they’re in the game.”

Here is a tweet from Fiona Rose Diamond, ‘Truth Be Told Founder, Activist, Law Student, Human Rights Advocate, Campaigning for Truth, Justice & Freedom’.

"If you know their name, they're in the game."

What an absolutely ridiculous, self-defeating mindset. That phrase gets tossed around in the freedom/truth movement like gospel, but it's pure poison.

Think about it: You're saying that every single person who's publicly standing up, risking their life, reputation, career, family - for truth, freedom, and justice - is automatically a plant or controlled opposition... just because you’ve heard of them?

Seriously? That’s not critical thinking. That’s indoctrination wearing a tinfoil hat.

This kind of thinking does exactly what 'they' want; it ensures there's zero unity, zero leadership, zero momentum. It breeds suspicion, paralysis, and nihilism.

So you trust no one, follow no one, build nothing, and fight nothing. You sit in a corner, pointing fingers at everyone who’s actually moving.

Newsflash: If they’ve got a name, it usually means they’ve DONE something. Said something. Moved something.

Here is a tweet from an accountant called Graham Kemp.

"If you know their name, they are in the game" might sound edgy, but in practice, it undermines unity, discredits effort, and isolates people who are doing real work.

When I read responses like this I often find myself thinking: “Tu Quoque.”

This is not, sadly, because I am so incredibly clever that I spend all my time thinking in Latin. Rather it’s that Tu Quoque is the name often given to the rhetorical fallacy in which you accuse someone - it means ‘you too’ or ‘you also’ - of doing the very thing of which you yourself are guilty.

So, in this example, both Fiona Rose Diamond and Graham Kemp are accusing Miri AF of fomenting division in the Awake community when they themselves, by tweeting in this way, are fomenting division in the Awake community.

They could have just shrugged their shoulders and gone: “Ah. That’ll be Miri being Miri.” Or they could have gone: “Damn it! I’m sick of this woman with her furry hats and her pesky arguments which make no sense to me, so I shan’t read her stuff any more.”

Instead, though, they’ve decided to turn Miri’s contention that lots of prominent people in the Awake movement might secretly be enemy agents or collaborators into The Hill They’re Prepared To Die On.

Which seems to me a pretty weird Hill To Choose To Die On for anyone who purports to be Awake.

If you fancy my long read take on this, I can highly recommend a scorching essay I wrote a couple of years ago. [You can tell this has been a pet peeve of mine for some time…]

'Discrediting Our Cause'

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“I was all ready to believe that 9/11 was an inside job but then someone mentioned Flat Earth”, said no one ever.

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For those without the time, here is the key paragraph.

If you accept - as all the red-pilled must because it is the foundation of Awake awareness - that the world as it has been sold to us is a tissue of lies, half-truths and deceptions, then it naturally follows that everything we think we know about the world is potentially fallacious.

That is, it is not an intellectually tenable position for anyone who is truly Awake to pour scorn on anything they deem to be a ‘conspiracy theory too far’ - be it Flat Earth or Paul is Dead or Lucy Connolly is a Psyop - because this would require them to have perfect knowledge that they cannot possibly possess.

Sure they might be right that ‘Lucy Connolly’ is a blameless freedom fighter genuinely serving a draconian prison sentence - rendered even more cruel and horrible by having to endure prison visits from Reform MP Richard Tice - for the crime of getting momentarily upset on Twitter about all the evil immigrants murdering our babies at Taylor Swift dance classes and such like.

But they might - especially given the prevalence of such psyops - be wrong. And unless they can prove their case beyond all reasonable doubt, what they are engaging in is mere, idle speculation. Mere idle speculation does not put you in a position of such authority that you can reasonably traduce those arguing a different point of view.

Nor does it give you the moral high ground. Quite the opposite in fact because what you are doing is standing in the way of perhaps the purest and most noble mission of the Awake community - the pursuit of the truth.

Pursuing the truth in a world of lies requires courage. Attacking truth seekers for asking difficult questions, on the other hand, requires no courage whatsoever because all you are doing - whether unwittingly or otherwise - is announcing that you agree with the Current Thing.

A good example of this was immediate aftermath of October 7 when we were told, inter alia, that no fewer than 40 babies had been beheaded by the evil, bloodthirsty terrorists of Hamas.

It took a brave soul indeed to declare in those early days of orchestrated hysteria and mendacity: “Not buying this. It makes no sense”.

It required all the courage of the bastard offspring of Brave Sir Robin and the Cowardly Lion, on the other hand, to declare how disgusted you were by all those hateful, antisemitic conspiracy theorists peddling outrageous nonsense about those 40 murdered innocents not being real.

[See also: all the innocent children killed by an evil terrorist at the Ariana Grande concert]

Or, to put it another way, the price of claiming that 40 babies weren’t beheaded - and it later being proved that they really were - is embarrassment, opprobrium and reputational damage.

The price of claiming that 40 babies were beheaded - and then it subsequently emerging that they weren’t - is zero.

But - as so often - I digress. To return to my main point, I think it highly likely that many influencers within the Awake movement have been positioned there for disruptive purposes. And that the bigger their reach, the more likely it is that they are compromised.

This ought to be so obvious to anyone even half-awake as scarcely to need explaining. But let me do so anyway, perhaps with special reference to the Brigitte Macron story which first inspired this article.

OK. So the world is run by a tiny cabal of Satanic paedophiles who hate us and want to kill us. But they can’t kill us all - not immediately, there are too many of us - so instead they have to settle for keeping us like mind-controlled slaves (‘cattle’ as they fondly refer to us).

Mind control is very important to them, a) because it appeals to their sick sense of humour and makes them feel like they are outwitting us (which indeed they mostly are) and b) because if ever we woke up, en masse, to what’s really going on the game would be over and they wouldn’t be able to treat us like cattle any longer.

Hence the high premium They place on deception, on the agencies of deception (the media, the movie and TV industry, pop music, social media, etc), and on the individual agents of deception (which is why pop stars, movie stars, chat show hosts, newscasters, etc get paid so much). They rely on these institutions to keep everyone fooled.

But some people aren’t fooled. A small percentage of the population knows that the world is run by a cabal of Satanic paedophiles. As long that percentage remains small then these people don’t pose too much of a problem. So the important thing with this lot is to keep them contained and stop their ideas spreading and infecting the broader culture with their dangerous truth virus. (Not that we believe in viruses, obviously, but that’s another story.)

How do The Powers That Be contain the Awake threat? Lots of ways, obviously, from shadow banning all the way to killing. But one of their favourite methods - because it involves doing what they do best - is mind games.

So, they take various plausible characters and insert them into Awake circles, like sleeper agents who can be activated at any moment - now or a long time in the future - according to requirement.

“Release Agent Connolly,” They might decide. And suddenly Agent Connolly will find herself deployed in a psychological operation designed to work up segments of the UK populace into so furious a state that they begin rioting and looting. Which has, of course, been the plan for some time because then the state can respond by crushing the populace with draconian new regulation, introduced Für ihre sicherheit.

Then, a few weeks later, They might decide: “The cattle are getting too wise to this crazy, perverted thing we Dark Overlords do where most of our US presidents’ wives are actually blokes, and where we have to bring up our male children as females and vice versa…” [See my podcast with Mr E for further details]

“Unleash Agent Candace,” some Illuminati player might suggest.

“No. Not Agent Candace. She is too valuable to squander on an issue so trivial,” another Evil Overlord - one of the Du Ponts, maybe, or Elon Musk, or the Grey Pope - might chip in.

“Trivial? To us it might be trivial. We Illuminati take it for granted that all our beautiful wives secretly have huge hairy bollocks and swinging lunchpacks like ‘Big Mike’ Obama. We don’t bat an eyelid when we hear that Ellen De Generes is one of the Rockefellers’ grandsons or that Barbara Bush was sired by Aleister Crowley. But if the Normie cattle ever got to find this stuff out it wouldn’t go down well. They’d think it was proof that we were all paedophiles from ancient bloodlines with more reptilian DNA than human DNA, all of us sworn to the service of our master Lucifer.”

“Well tbf that IS exactly who we are,” might respond David Bowie, not unreasonably.

“Yeah. But the Normie cattle don’t know that. They think it’s all just crazy conspiracy theory stuff. And we need to keep it that way.”

Grey Pope: “All right. Sigh. Pains me to do this but I guess it’s gotta be done. Unleash Agent Candace.”

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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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