I see that UKIP Leader Nigel Farage experienced the warm Caledonian welcome in Edinburgh yesterday.
Heckled and called “racist Nazi scum” by some very ardent Scottish Nationalists by the looks of it. Farager must be delighted, this will win him even MORE votes.
Another triumph of government economics.
First milk, butter, coffee and cornmeal ran short. Now Venezuela is running out of the most basic of necessities – toilet paper.
Explanation: Venezuela has been printing money like mad, resulting in massive price inflation (reported at 29.4% most recently). The government panics and institutes price controls, forcing prices below market levels. Consumer demand soars as people grab what they can while supply dries up. Astonishingly, the AP (as published in The Telegraph) manages to zero in on this explanation:
“State-controlled prices – prices that are set below market-clearing price – always result in shortages. The shortage problem will only get worse, as it did over the years in the Soviet Union,” said Steve Hanke, professor of economics at Johns Hopkins University.
Honestly, this sort of nonsense, this sort of gutless indulgence of scum, makes me nauseous;
Senior PSNI officers are meeting with politicians and community representatives for two days of talks. Police insist the talks are not about trying to resolve parades disputes. They said the aim is to reduce tensions in areas where there have been complaints about how the police have responded to such events. Those attending include representatives from all the main political parties. Loyalist community representatives taking part include UDA leader Jackie McDonald and Winston Irvine of the Progressive Unionist Party, the political representatives of the UVF.
So, for the next few days, it’s an all expenses talk-in to Cardiff for a group of ne’er do wells and clowns organised by a Police Service which itself has become such a pale shadow of what it once was that such transparent appeasement seems just natural.
One in four people no longer believes in any religion, official analysis of national census returns found yesterday. It revealed Christianity is in decline and Christians are increasingly likely to be older or retired people. Many young people, young men in particular, appear to be rejecting religious belief altogether. Nearly one in three under-25s – 32 per cent – say they do not have a religion.
It wasn’t always like this of course and not ALL religions in the UK are in decline. One is growing massively. (Yes, you can guess it) The turning away from faith is sad to witness but I can understand why. Churches have become bland, anaemic, places that seek to be all things to all men. They are riddled with hypocrisy and faithless clerics who outdo each other to be “modern”. For me faith is not about modernity, but rather eternity. I walked away from Churches when I decided that they were whited sepulchres. But I could never walk away from my faith. I am also reminded of the aphorism that when people stop believing in God, they don’t believe in nothing — they believe in anything. You see the results of that on daily basis. I think having faith - having a religion if you will – is a courageous thing in this secular age. It’s not an easy thing but then again the road to hell is paved with smooth stepping stones.
This is how radical demographic change works folks…
At least 7.5million immigrants now live in Britain, making up 13 per cent of the total population, it was revealed today. New data from the 2011 Census shows that 3.8million came to the UK’s shores in the previous ten years, doubling the number who were already living here. A surge from Europe also meant that more people came from the continent in the decade to 2011 than the 50 years before then put together.
Got that? And those who come are having large families, making Britain a VERY different place.
As if they have not suffered enough..
A new company has emerged in the Middle East that smuggles fast food from an Egyptian Kentucky Fried Chicken to Gaza residents through a tunnel.
I blame Mossad…
Football’s David Beckham has announced his retirement (retiring at age 39 – not bad work if you can get it). He is known as much here in the USA for his celebrity as for his play, but I imagine English fans (known for an opinion or two when it comes to that sport) will have something to say about the passing of his era. Anyway, it is nice to go out without major injury, rich as Midas and while one still could play the game.
I am curious if people feel he was the best ever, or the best Brit ever or merely a football god among many. Discuss.
A re-post from a few years ago, in remembrance of true, undiluted bravery.
Some seventy years ago today, nineteen Lancaster bombers of R.A.F. 617 Squadron took off on a mission which, many hoped, could drastically alter the war in favour of the Allies. They hoped, by use of a special weapon, to breach three of the Ruhr dams when they were at their highest level of water storage. The weapon was a product of the agile mind of Sir Barnes Neville Wallis, and it became the precursor of many of the exceedingly effective weapons which issued from the agile mind of this superb scientist. The bomb was built in the shape of a drum, and dropped with the case spinning in reverse to the motion of the aircraft. The idea was that the spinning bomb would hit the waves and then ‘bounce’ forward, dropping, bouncing and slowing on the water as the bomb advanced.
The trouble with the attack, which had to be carried out at an extremely low altitude and in a straight line, was that the bomber could be tracked and attacked by seriously-accurate German anti-aircraft fire during the predictable approach path. The Moehne, Eder & Sorpe dams were chosen as targets, and theLancasters of 617 Squadron, modified to carry the three ton weight of the bombs which had to be held partly outside the bomb-bay as the spin had to be applied before the bomb was released, set off on their mission. The Moehne and Eder dams were successfully breached, albeit with heavy loss to the attacking squadron; with eight of the nineteen bombers failing to return, and fifty-three fliers in total died during the operation.Squadron Leader Guy Gibson received the Victoria Cross, there were also five D.S.O.’s, ten D.F.C.’s and four Bars, two Conspicuous Gallantry Medals and eleven Distinguished Flying Medals and one Bar.
It was hoped that the resultant torrents of water would damage war industries, halt electricity generation, clog rail routes and damage the German war effort. The actual effect was rather different; in that the electricity supplies were back in business due to an emergency pumping system built by a forward-looking German generation industry; the great percentage of deaths were actually of P.O.W.’s, and the rail system was rebuilt where damaged in typical German quick-time, mainly by the use of slave labour. The surprising outcome was a rapid decline in food production, as large areas of arable land were flooded, as well as huge numbers of farm animals killed. German civilian morale suffered greatly. British morale went sky-high, as the pictures of the broken dams were shown in cinemas and in the newspapers.
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Image from the works of Ronald Suchiu
Let’s get the facts of the case first, shall we?
This week the debased politics of victimhood plunged to a new low over the tragic death of Stephanie Bottrill. A 53-year-old grandmother from Solihull in the West Midlands, Ms Bottrill killed herself by walking in front of a lorry on the M6. According to her family she had become increasingly worried about new rules which reduce the amount of subsidy given to social housing tenants living in over-sized accommodation. This change has been idiotically dubbed “the bedroom tax” by Labour, even though it is not a tax at all, but rather a cut in housing benefit for those with state-funded homes bigger than their needs.
In Ms Bottrill’s case she had two spare rooms in her council house so her housing allowance was due to fall by £80 per month if she stayed there. Always anxious about money, beset with physical and mental health problems, she ended her own life, a move that was obviously harrowing for her family. “The only people to blame are the Government,” she stated in one of the notes she left. Inevitably in the current highly-charged climate over welfare reform her words have been seized upon by Left-wingers as a stick with which to beat the vicious, uncaring Tories.
“I’m absolutely appalled that this poor lady has taken her own life because she was worried how she would pay the bedroom tax. I hope that the Government will take notice and reconsider this policy,” said David Jamieson, the leader of the Labour Group on Solihull council. In the same spirit the Left-wing campaign website Calum’s List, which morbidly keeps a running catalogue of suicides supposedly attributable to benefits changes, claimed that her death took the total to 33.Whipping up further outrage was the Shadow Chancellor Ed Balls, who proclaimed: “There is no doubt that this policy is driving people to edge of despair.”
Let’s be clear, this is Labour using suicide to score points;
By exploiting personal tragedies in an attempt to halt welfare reform, the left is playing a dangerous, cynical game. We cannot have government policy dictated by suicide watch. Should we ban divorce or redundancy because some people kill themselves after their marriage breaks down or they get the sack? Labour’s emotional manipulation shows that the party is not serious about governance. Like all the coalition’s other reforms, the withdrawal of spare room subsidies is vitally needed, both to cut the colossal £23 billion housing benefit bill and to free up social housing for families living in overcrowded accommodation; they are the ones whose voices are so rarely heard in the debate about the “bedroom tax”.
