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Courtesy of the Patriot Post.

Violence remains at the heart of the left

Egg thrown at a Tory

Over the past 48 hours, delegates, MPs, journalists and exhibitors who are attending the annual gathering of the nation’s governing party have been punched, spat at, kicked, subjected to racist abuse, sexist abuse and other general threats of violence.

- The Telegraph

I’m not a Tory, not by a long chalk, but it’s a personal thing. I don’t like the intrusive and nanny state aspects of the Tories, as a result, I don’t tend to vote for them, except as a protest and I don’t fund them.

But some on the left, firmly believe that having their arguments decisively, if not overwhelmingly, rejected at the ballot box, feel they have the right to turn up outside the Tory party conference and intimidate, spit and throw eggs at the attendees for little more than supporting a different political vision.

So inured are we to the childish, yet violent behaviour of the left, that for the most part we are more disgusted than surprised, but could you imagine the opposite happening? A bunch of sneering Young Conservatives turning up to protest at the Labour Party conference? No – me neither.

This is the fundamental problem at the heart of the left – that when their arguments are rejected by the electorate, they don’t seek better arguments, they just reach into their grab-bag of socialist solutions for what has worked in the past and try and apply that.

The problem being that strikes and sit-ins and the rest of the panoply of student union politics seldom works in the real world for the simple fact that the real world is not made up of 20-something’s who’ve never had a job and have too much time on their hands.

As the left crumbles, expect more intimidation and “Direct Action”, but the more they do it, the more the general populace will become alienated by it and contemptuous of those who practice it.

Freedom is a state of mind


“Remember that all through history, there have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they seem invincible. But in the end, they always fall. Always.”

- Mohandas K. Gandhi

Unlike some members of this parish who maintain a pretty pessimistic view on life, I’ve always been an optimist, a “glass is half-full” kind of guy. Why this is the case I couldn’t tell you, partly hormones I guess, partly genetics, mostly just having the ability to shake of the blues, look out of the window and say “Let’s Go!”.

This is also why, when people worry about the ever more draconian laws and regulations being passed by their legislatures, the security diktats of their executive or boundary creep of their judiciary, I just smile and nod, because we’ve been here before, time after time and whilst periods of collective totalitarianism do occasionally arise, they always contain within themselves the seeds of their own destruction.

Regimes, like the Nazis under Hitler or Mussolini’s Italian fascists tend to be based upon the cult of personality and when the leader is dead, everything else will wither away too, soon enough.

A modern example of this in progress is Zimbabwe under Robert Mugabe. The man is a classic kleptocratic tyrant who is largely maintained in place by those tainted by their own actions during the civil war and throughout his long tenure as de facto dictator.

Mugabe’s underlings know full well that after his inevitable death (he’s 91 after all), there is little likelihood of a smooth transfer of power to another of his lieutenants and certainly not to his fucking wife (as Mugabe himself has suggested). The likelihood is that after his death they will be on the run, either from their own compatriots or from the long arm of the law.

Socialist regimes tend to be different, in that although they are often lead (initially) by charismatic leaders nut cases (Lenin, Castro et al), their underlying support is collective.

Soviet leaders after Stalin were fairly representative of this “representative of the collective” model leader, with each one somehow older, sicker and more lacklustre than the last until Mikhail Gorbachev, whose idealistic reforms brought the whole thing crashing down.

Could such regimes exist in the West during our lifetime? Possibly.

Certainly the European Union is more similar to the Soviet Union of old than the chrysalis of an emerging “United States of Europe”, but as Stalin once quipped of the Pope “How many divisions has he got?”

Whilst the European Union is deprived of military capability and real economic and political power, it will remain as little more than a retirement home for failed European politicians and a gravy train for bureaucrats.

As for the United States, I’m not so sure. Their civil and provincial police forces appear to me more akin to South American paramilitary units than coppers applying the “Peelian Principles” of coppering (certainly as Sam Vimes would appreciate it), which seems to demonstrate the point that the US government is more afraid of an uprising of its own people than real “enemies, both foreign and domestic”.

As I say in the title though, ultimately freedom is a state of mind and with all of their draconian laws, re-education camps and killing fields, freedom of the individual is a flame that is hard to quench and as the fall of the Berlin Wall demonstrated, once freedom is let loose once more it burns brighter than ever.

This is why in a world filled with those who hate us and collectives that would restrain, imprison or murder us, I still have hope for the future, because the future will not be theirs, it will be ours.

The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers.”

―Princess Leia

21 Days Later…

Bad start for CorbynSo three weeks in to “Régime Corbyn” and things are looking pretty grim for the Tooting Popular Front Labour leader, with IPSOS/MORI Poll ratings that show his début as leader has been the worst in modern party history, with a negative satisfaction rating which even Michael Foot, after the leadership contest with Tony Benn never quite achieved.

In other polls, his leadership qualities are similarly trounced, which just goes to show the consequences of a voting process in which the indulgence of socialist ideals comes before the possibility of winning an election. I do hope those Labour MP’s who were coaxed into nominating a ‘token lefty’ in the Leadership contest are choking on their porridge this morning, personally I haven’t found so much schadenfreude in politics in a long time and long may it continue.

The poll also reveals just how badly Labour’s image has been damaged in the past five months of election defeat and leadership bickering. Since April, when the same questions were asked, the proportion of people who see Labour as “divided” has soared from 43 to 75 per cent.

More than twice as many people, 36 per cent, now see the party as extreme. Fewer think it is “fit to govern” than before the election, while a majority — 55 per cent — see it as “out of date”.

Evening Standard

I know that many here fear El Presidenté Corbyn might be able to slip into 10 Downing Street by some spectacular failure of the Tories, but given that the gap between the wider electorate and Labour is growing rather than shrinking, I suspect that the probability of that was never very high and is still receding.

Not that I fancy another term under either David Cameron or Gideon Osborne, but both are preferable to the typical Blairite puppets on display during the Labour Leadership Election.

So three cheers to Comrade Corbyn, for the petrels of Muscovy have returned and find the climate bracing.

Who knows? 20 years from now we might look back and say “Labour? Oh, yes. I remember them. The dying last gasp of socialism.”.

Nearing the end of the Week Humour


Fountain of Doubt

Quote of the Week.

‘The Commission is here for five years to do its job and we did it with vision, responsibility and commitment. Because what is driving us is not to be re-elected. That is why for us the political cost means nothing.’ 

Dimitris Avramopoulos.

What he means is your opinion and vote means NOTHING!


My wife and I are up to Glasgow on Thursday. We’ll be getting there at Glasgow Central Station at 4-30pm and Leaving Glasgow 3-ish on the Monday. My wife is doing the Glasgow half marathon on Sunday. Anybody have any cool or interesting ideas for things to see and do?

Call me cynical… but…

Here is one of those human interest sob stories that the MSM excel in. You can neither prove or disprove them, and you are a heartless anti human bastard if you even raise an eyebrow, and question the “Facts”.

I travelled through Calais last year, and was alarmed at the numbers of young fit men , mainly from the African sub Continent trying to smuggle themselves to the UK. Very few women in evidence. The volume has grown to treble the size, but still few women and children (333 women and 123 children out of 4000 or so. Make that 5 or 8) So who is orchestrating pictures like this?

Asylum seekers from Eritrea, Ethiopia, Sudan, Libya, Somalia and Afghanistan are camped on the French border. They were photographed holding up pieces of paper declaring their former careers and asking, 'Where are our rights?!?'

Do you think that a refugee fleeing for their lives has managed to lug a laser printer and a few reams of A4 paper with them, instead of food and clothing, and that they have a comprehensive grasp of the English language, just on the off-chance that they might need to print up a bit of propaganda like this?

Like I said , who is REALLY behind stuff like this?

Talking aboot mah Generation!

Whaurs Wullie

He famously described last year’s referendum on Scottish independence as a “once in a generation” event. But Alex Salmond has now changed his mind, arguing that the country is heading for another one “much faster” than he originally anticipated.

The former SNP leader said his earlier view had been “overtaken by events”, citing his party’s surge at the general election and the continued policies of austerity being imposed by the Conservative Government. A second referendum is now “much closer”, he added.

Mr Salmond’s U-turn came a day after Nicola Sturgeon, his successor as leader of the SNP, announced that she would lay out a timescale for another vote on Scotland’s future in the party’s manifesto for next year’s Holyrood elections. Another referendum could take place within five years, she suggested.

Alex Salmond makes U-turn over ‘once in a generation’ Scottish independence referendum

On the first anniversary of the much ignored “Biggest vote AGAINST Scottish Independence ever!”, the late and definitely unlamented leader of the Scots Gnats, Wee Eck aka Alex Salmond has announced that when he called last years vote “a once in a generation” event, he had is fingers crossed. Not that he was lying at all, because obviously the natural leader of Scottish Gnashnalism, if not currently the SNP is a man of enormous personal integrity…..err..yeah…Right.

Wee Eck’s replacement as SNP Leader, wee Jimmy Krankie Nicola Sturgeon is now trying to align SNP hard-liners behind “referendum triggers”, such as voting to leave the EU against the wishes of the Scottish Parliament, while ignoring the only trigger that Nicola Sturgeon really cares about, winning, not just holding another referendum on Scottish Independence.

Last time I looked in the dictionary, a generation was defined as

The average period, generally considered to be about thirty years, in which children grow up, become adults, and have children of their own:

“the same families have lived here for generations”

Obviously, given the breathing space of another 29-years would place the next referendum beyond Ms. Sturgeon’s political lifetime (and that of several of her successors), she is trying to use the SNP’s current electoral power in Scotland to force a vote that shouldn’t really be held and then blame “those nasty Tories” for the consequences of yet another vote on Scottish independence.

I’m often reminded of the Muslim Brotherhood’s campaign slogan of “One Man, One Vote, but only Once”, because that is similar to the deal being offered by the SNP, because once independent, there is no going back short of invading England…again.


Australian / Americans seldom invade England any more…

Hat Tip to Natalie Solent over at Samizdata


Musical Chairs – Aussie-style

Tony Abbot v Malcolm Turnbull

The sudden ousting of Australian Prime Minister Tony Abbott now means the country has had five people fill the position since 2010.

Tony Abbott removed: Australia has had five prime ministers in five years

It began with the ousting of Kevin Rudd in June 2010 by his execrable deputy Julia Gillard, she was then ousted in June 2013, back again to Kevin Rudd until September 2013 when (quelle surprise!), Labor get kicked out and in comes budgie-smuggler-in-chief, Liberal leader Tony Abbott at the Aussie general election and then the Liberals start playing the same games as Labor and have ousted Tony Abbott in favour of “effective, but not well loved” new Liberal leader Malcolm Turnbull.

While it might be justified for the Australian electorate to “throw the buggers out!”, they have had very little say in any of this.

For myself, I think that a change of Prime Minister (other than due to his or her death*), in a parliamentary system, should result in an immediate general election. It would mean that the decision of the electorate is paramount and it would also stop a lot of ‘party games‘ such as this.

* – Obviously you wouldn’t want some nut-job being able to force a General Election by the assassination of a Prime Minister.

The Turkeys have voted for Christmas…

Comrade Corbyn

So they’ve only gone and done it and by a landslide of 59.5% of the vote Jezza Corbyn has been thrust from the back benches to the leader of the opposition. The looks on the faces of the Blairites, especially Andy Burnham were worth their weight in gold, a collective of “How the fuck did this happen?”.

Well, it’s going to be a roller coaster ride, that’s for sure and nobody is quite sure where the living embodiment of Wolfie Smith, erstwhile leader of the Tooting Popular Front is going to lead this very real incarnation of Old Labour (‘cos it certainly ain’t new), some say the Houses of Parliament, but I strongly suspect the correct answer is down the toilet with a monumental flush.

Indeed the strength of the comrades party unity is already showing with shadow education secretary Tristram Hunt and shadow health minister Jamie Reed both trouncing out of the shadow cabinet, presumably taking their balls with them. Similarly, Yvette Cooper aka Mrs. Ed Balls has decided to spend more time with her family, err, return to the back benches. Well it’s certainly better than spending time at home with Ed Balls drowning his sorrows at home after being firmly rejected by the Leeds electorate.

So wither next for the Blairites and indeed the moderates and centrists of the Labour Party? I suspect they will similarly retreat into the shadows and lick their wounds while waiting for Jezza Corbyn to demonstrate his teen Trot credentials and cause rift after rift amongst the Parliamentary Labour Party.

There is an old American saying “Rattlesnakes don’t commit suicide”. I think, indeed I hope and pray that we are witnessing the death throes of this vile and repulsive collective. I give him 3-years at the most and when they do realise that Jezza Corbyn is an electoral liability they will eject him, but without sufficient time to pick some new idiot to be Head Boy (Tom Watson? Don’t make me laugh) and get them up to speed for the next election in 2020.

So Gideon Osbourn for PM in 2020 looks like a shoe-in, which is a shame really, because the guy is a upper class twat and doesn’t deserve to get handed the country on a platter, just because the opposition have had a sudden attack of electoral irrelevance.

Stephen Colbert eating popcorn

It’s not what you say…

Last night, the BBC (yes, them) showed a fascinating documentary (iPlayer link; it’ll only work for people it thinks are in the UK, and even then it’ll time out after a week or so… so much for the WWW) about Gordon Welchman, one of Alan Turing’s colleages at Bletchley Park, who many consider at least Turing’s equal in the development of computerized cryptanalysis.

One of his greatest insights was to realise that traffic analysis – figuring out who’s talking to whom, and how often – is just as useful as decrypting what they’re actually saying. In WWII, this led, very early on, before the “Ultra” decrypts were readily available, to Bletchley having a complete picture of the German chain of command and the positioning of its units around Europe. Similarly, they were able to deduce, without actually reading the messages, if, for example, a major offensive was in the offing just by the volume of radio traffic and where it was going.

It’s not hard to see the effects of this work today. The metadata analysis conducted by the NSA and GCHQ (and, no doubt, other agencies around the world that we don’t know about) is basically the same thing: before you even begin trying to read what people are saying, you can prioritize by noting who’s talking to whom. The Beeb was not slow to make the connection.

But it cuts both ways. It’s not just governments who can play that game.

Dick Puddlecote notes that an FOI request asking for email correspondence between the government’s Chief Medical Officer Sally Davies and anti-tobacconicotine extremist Martin McKee has been denied. However, the grounds for the denial are… interesting. It turns out that there has been so much correspondence between the two – 3000 “records” over a period of 19 months – that the process of clearing them for release would run afoul of the cost limits set out in the Act. Which somebody, somewhere (hello, Sir Humphrey), no doubt thinks is terribly clever. That’ll teach us to stick our noses in where they’re not wanted.

But, per Welchman, the volume of traffic tells us something in itself. It is, in fact, all we need to know. McKee and the supposedly impartial technocrat Davies might as well get a room. It’s rather fun to see a government functionary hoist on her employer’s current favourite pétard.

Welchman went further. Working for the Americans after the War, he realised that if individual units could update their position and status constantly to a central “pool” which could be dipped into at any time by anyone who needed to see it – a method made possible by the computers he and Turing pioneered – and commands from the top were circulated in a similar fashion, the direct link would be broken and traffic analysis rendered useless. Interestingly, one of the responses to the NSA revelations has been to build a messaging system around the blockchain method developed for Bitcoin. It works in much the same way: everyone gets the same blockchain but only the intended recipient can decrypt his part of it, so the direct link between him and the sender is severed.

The man knew his stuff.

Let’s See … How Shall I Put This?

Colin Quinn, Canadian Comedian


Bob Dylan of course ripped that off from the instruction manual for a sex-doll. What he did with Dylan the Rabbit is a matter between you, me and The Yewtree.

Yasser Arafat’s Condition has Improved…

… He’s still dead but the French have stopped investigations into the how, who and why.

Good. He was an obnoxious character who only did good for tea-towel sales. Possibly.

He won the Nobel Peace Prize (I’m still having remedial surgery for that one – split sides is a tricksy one) so he was a lovely man. Clearly. He may have been poisoned with Polonium-210 (now who’s M.O. is that?) Apparently among the investigators to his to tomb (makes him sound like the risen Christ and not a git) were Russians. The plot thickens.

Except, Baby I Don’t Care. I’m just glad the ultra-cunt is with Allah and not here. My only regret is he pegged it in a state of the art French hospital and not after being embuggerated with a stick and then shot*, after being dragged from a storm drain like Gaddafi. That is cruel of me but I had some quite serious dental work done today so I’m allowed. And yeah, I laughed about Gaddafi. If such tortures and indignities have to happen to someone then…

My Gran knew nothing about Mid-East politricks but she had a visceral hate of Arafat. She thought he looked like a complete twat (true) and shifty (very true) and, “looked like ‘something hatched from a dickie’s egg’”. My Gran wasn’t on the Nobel panel but she knew her onions. Better than they did.

*I hope the whatever of Ronnie is chuckling. I am evil.

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