Heart of Darkness

At the heart of the moral darkness which is the New Labour government, sits a creature - can one really call him a man? He hides in the darkness, and much of it emanates from him. His intimate associates have been revealed as hypocrites and liars who pose as good whilst doing evil. 'Like master, like man'. Organisations come to display the characteristics of those who run them. He can't bring himself to make a straightforward apology. He 'accepts full responsibility', but someone else resigns. His cronies drip poisonous slime on the families of those he hates. He is a creature perverted and degraded by his lust for power, although it's exercise corrodes his physical appearance almost as much as his moral being. His weird twitches and manic smiling accompanying emotionally inappropriate circumstances, publicised by his own bizarre video, make him a butt of public contempt. He is not a very competent ruler, yet he clings fiercely to power, even as it slips away from him. It is his Precious. Yes; it's Gordon 'Gollum' Brown.

If 'the evil that men do lives after them', there will be much by which to remember this New Labour crew after they've been ejected from political office at the next election, still hissing their venom as they slither into media and public sector positions, from which to plot their return, comforted by their ill-gotten gains of expenses and supplementary residences financed by the taxpayer.

They've perverted the electoral system. Not only is there a substantial Labour bias in the constituency boundaries, they've imported millions of Third World trash and allowed them to vote in British elections, and subsidised and advanced them at the expense of the natives. They are strongly suspected to use postal voting fraud to retain control of many seats. They even do it in their internal Labour party elections. It's recently been revealed that a ballot box was broken and votes destroyed in a selection contest for Labour candidate in a London constituency, where efforts were made to have a well connected young woman 'parachuted' into the seat; and Mrs Mills (a.k.a Tessa Jowell), whose husband is in jail in Italy for corruption, is said to have hinted that public money which her department controls could be spent locally if people voted the right way.

They've inverted justice. Criminals are treated better than decent people. The crime statistics are faked. The excellent police blogger Nightjack, who has just been awarded the Orwell prize, reports in 'A Survival Guide for Decent Folk', that it is necessary to behave as hardened criminals in order to have any chance in our corrupted system of justice.

They've turned education into the promotion of ignorance and viciousness. All discipline and order is denigrated, throughout society as well as in education. They're bringing to an end the era in which education was the means of social and intellectual advancement for bright but poor children. Now it's becoming political connections that open the route to a good job.

Whilst the economy crumbles, the government continues to create wasteful employment in the public sector. Apparently, private sector employees now contribute more towards the pensions of public employees than towards their own. In fact, Labour just steals money from decent people and wastes it in bribing their semi-human supporters. Another excellent blog, Burning Our Money, in the post Buying Votes shows statistically that ''regions that elect a lot of Labour MPs can expect to be rewarded with a bigger dollop of public spending. ''

This evil vermin replaces religion with 'political correctness,' which is intended to degrade rather than to uplift, and render humanity as sub-human slaves to the hidden Caesars of the world. Some of it's sources are touched upon at the Smoking Mirrors blog post 'Political Correctness in the Court of Byzantium.'

They're New Labour. Naturally they're evil, degraded and corrupt. They're always prating of democracy, but it's communism they really mean. Many of their political leaders are 'ex'-communists. Remember how those regimes claimed to be Democratic Republics. I remember when the Soviet Union collapsed, two decades ago. I knew someone who predicted that freedom would increase for the people who had been behind the Iron Curtain, but diminish for those in the West until it becomes worse in the West than it had been in the East. That is happening.

This New Labour filth preach about helping the poor, but they impoverish real people and enrich themselves and strive to keep as many as possible in dependency to a depraved and corrupted state. Notice how things go together. Their evil nature causes them to corrupt everything they touch, culture, art, morality, national and individual identity, social, economic and political institutions; all in decline under their malign influence. They've made so many aspects of evil legal, that it's not really a surprise to find ministers who think 'troughing' is acceptable because it's 'within the rules', or find sleazy sodomites at the centre of government when sodomy has been glorified, or find that greedy bankers have stolen the economy when usury and financial manipulation was so highly regarded. Vice is rewarded. Virtue is punished. Competence is scorned, stupidity and ignorance exalted.

It's not just the politicians and 'apparatchiks'. Their voters are also vile. They rely on the support of the dregs of the population; obese maggots, feeding on the substance of the remaining useful people; the coarsest, crudest, most brutish, selfish, ignorant, deliberately uneducated and uncouth underclass beneath civility and civilization. All maintained and even employed by the state, whose function has been perverted from defence of the realm to maximising the number of Labour voters. It's an Orc factory.

All public institutions have been corrupted. The great Victorian achievement of a non-political, honest, competent civil service has been undermined. Now top civil servants can lie to the police to support the arrest of an opposition MP who exposed the incompetence of their department - and get away with it! Political advisers and liars, like the evil 'McPoison', who was so close to Brown, are employed as civil servants, but obviously not not held to the code of impartiality. The nature of government in Britain is changing, reverting from the staid Victorian notion of well documented Cabinet government, answerable to Parliament; through the undocumented 'sofa government' of King Tony, towards the intrigue and favouritism of a Royal Court. The Court of King Gordon is starting to look quite like that of James I, another very queer and vicious ruler from Scotland who surrounded himself with venal catamites who made fortunes by dubious means.

It's dangerous for rulers who rely on 'Bread and Circuses' to run short of money. Hence the desperate efforts to tax more heavily in a declining economy, and borrow more money than all the governments of times past put together, and eventually to use 'quantitative easing' as a euphemism for roaring inflation. (It's inflation which wipes out public debt.) All in the cause of employing and bribing their supporters. Wasn't it the Roman Emperor Septimius Severus, whose legacy of political wisdom to his sons, as he lay dying at York in the year 211 A.D., was, 'enrich the soldiers; despise the rest'? It's the underclass and state employees who are the soldiers of New Labour, always greedy for donatives at the expense of the public, and encouraged in their demands by seeing what their politicians manage to trough.

If this economic 'Brownturn' becomes a serious depression, the whole Welfare State may turn into a Potemkin Village; which will mightily anger not only the Labour voting dregs, but also the naive and more decent people who believed that they would be looked after in old age, and their health and accommodation and their children's education assured by the state. Alas, it may not be just a cyclical downturn, but a structural shift in wealth and power to the East, leaving the 'West' to decline into African levels of poverty, corruption and irrelevance - but without the strong family networks which enable people to survive in such circumstances, because our evil socialist rulers are destroying the family and trying to substitute the state for it.

Already there's been an inversion of the purpose of public social expenditure, from helping the old poor and sick of the native population - the 'deserving poor'; to giving preference to riff-raff, encouraging third world immigration and advancement at the expense of the natives, their culture and identity. Whenever there's money to spare it is wasted on the wrong people and destructive state employment; whenever money is scarce it is still wasted on trash and vermin, such as overpaid council bureaucrats, but services of cultural and recreational value such as libraries and parks are cut in favour of asylum seekers, drug addicts and other Labour-voting vermin.



The other politicians are not much better. Previously the merger of interests between large corporations and the state was known as Fascism. That's become a term of mindless lefty abuse, whilst their government revelled in Public-Private-Partnerships and Private-Finance-Initiatives. There's been a merger between politicians, bureaucrats, media and business, in which a superior 'Political Class' lords it over the public. They have more in common with each other than with those they rule. The journalist Peter Oborne has written about this in his books The Triumph of the Political Class and The Rise of Political Lying.



It's all a far cry from a worthwhile Britain, and that's mostly because the country is run by and for the wrong people. It's impossible to change this by normal means. Humpty Dumpty really is broken and can't be repaired. It's all going down to ruin. Already the distant hoofbeats of the Four Horsemen may be heard in the stories of new diseases, and of disturbances to the food supply, as well as the unfurling financial, economic and social collapse. Who do the Horsemen truly serve? After our death, and the destruction of this increasingly rotten society, what may arise in it's place?

Cast a cold eye,

On life, on death.

Horseman, pass by!

That was the epitaph of the poet Yeats, that he chose for his tombstone.



It may be hoped that it will be a sturdier society of native Britons, untainted by socialism, political correctness, multi-culturalism or any of the currently dominant insanities, which if at all may be remembered only as curses from a time of madness.

What's it worth?

A seat in Parliament, what's it worth? If they were openly sold, what would be a reasonable price? We know they're desirable property. The Labour Aristocracy have just been exposed; Blair's in-laws have been trying to secure a safe Labour seat for a young female relative. There's scandal over which pampered bitch from an all female list of well groomed and connected candidates is to get a safe Labour seat in London, with a ballot box having been forced open and ballot papers destroyed in an internal Labour party election, where the electorate numbers about 280. Something similar happened for Wedgwood-Benn's granddaughter, I think. Have we reached the state where parliamentary seats are accessories for fashionable young women? This is worse than the 18th century situation of rotten boroughs with a handful of electors, in the gift of a powerful landowner; and it's perversely amusing that this passes for normal in what was supposed to be the party that claimed to represent the working class.


A seat in Parliament is the entry point for a career in national politics; and the source of a fortune even for those less ambitious or able to attain ministerial office. Considering that an average MP can collect £200,000 - £250,000 per annum in salary and grossly inflated expenses, and enjoy a wondrously generous pension in retirement, it's no surprise that there's fierce competition for each one - not so much from opposing parties, except in marginal constituencies, but from other would-be candidates of the same party. That's just the start of the opportunities for troughing at the expense of the public. The holidays are extensive, they're now only sitting for 143 days per year it seems; so public service need not excessively obtrude on other opportunities for fun and profit. Any tedious elements can be delegated to researchers or assistants, often relatives, who naturally are paid from the public purse. There's a great wheeze in second and even third homes, financed by the public, which can be rented to one's relatives and assistants, to maximise the take from the public. Travel expenses - a glorious rip-off! Free junketing around the world on 'fact-finding' trips. Cheap food and booze in the Parliamentary restaurants and bars, when they can be bothered to turn up - and it's recently been revealed that they often don't bother to turn up for tedious committee meetings, even when extra payments are involved. The results are fixed, so there's honestly little point in bothering. It's amusing that occasionally the government fails to get it's way on a sub-clause of some tedious legislation, as a result of failure of some of it's MP's to attend, and this causes a little flutter and fluster as the whips nip the heels of the laggards and arrange some extra voting as punishment. Inter-party hobby groups, which can usefully become lobby-groups, especially when well lubricated by free or cheap food and drink, proliferate. Never mind ''let them eat cake'', our porcine politicians are well into the caviar and foie gras.


So, what would be a reasonable market price for a seat in the legislature? Of course the cunning, connected and energetic will be able to use it as a base for influence peddling, especially if they're Labour peers in the House of Lords, as we have recently been shown. It was rumoured, although the Crown Prosecution Service was too myopic to be able to see any evidence worth prosecution, that Blair and Lord Cashpoint were able to give peerages to those whose quite co-incidental and unconnected donations to the Labour party averaged around £1.25 million. On an open market they might have fetched more. I think a seat in the House of Commons could be worth a lot more. Naturally, there's an element of political risk. You can lose your seat at the next election if your party becomes less popular; but that only happens at four to five year intervals. Moreover, in the safer seats an incumbent is unlikely to be disturbed for as long as he wishes to retain the seat, unless his face ceases to fit with what's fashionable at party HQ. Most MP's, I would guess, are reasonably certain of say, a 20 year run. An income stream worth roughly £1/3m per year for 20 years must be worth at least £7m capital investment, especially now that interest rates are so low as barely to exist; and then there's the juicy pension for the rest of your life. Starting prices around £10m, shall we say, particularly as there's a brisk demand for a restricted number of places, and we've hardly touched on the additional social advantages of the position. (This ignores the possibilities for corruptly and directly influencing important legislation - largely because the average MP has very little influence on legislation, nearly always voting as directed by his party. )


Can you think of more deserving uses for £10m or so than giving it to a politician? Ha! Ha! Ha! How many people realise that's what they're doing when they mark an X beside a name on a ballot paper? Now do you better appreciate why 'your' representative pays so little attention to your opinion and so much attention to the orders of his party leader and the parliamentary whips, and to political donors? They can seriously affect his financial and social prospects. The voters can't. Follow the money.


'Man shall not live by bread alone'... even politicians consider more than the money. People love to gossip. Words are important, even if not 'every word... proceedeth from the mouth of God.' Politicians love to make speeches, and to discuss each other's speeches and activities. The commentators also depend on this gossip, so a political class of self important people easily arises. They value themselves very highly, in every way, and expect everyone else to treat them at their own estimation. Even when such people have no real influence on anything important, or when they are only discussing trivialities, they love to argue with each other, to form groups and hold votes, see their faces on television and shout Me! Me! Me! The opportunity to participate in this mutual admiration and criticism society is another important factor that gives worth to the idea of being an MP. This pompous vanity is usually misnamed 'public service'.


To some extent this is natural and normal in getting things done in any organisation, and it is hard to imagine politics functioning otherwise. It becomes perverse when the people who are supposed to be making important decisions, exercising sovereignty on behalf of the public, are no longer doing so. Instead they are gossiping, troughing, failing to review legislation and hold the government to account, failing to represent their constituents in any but the most trivial ways, and most importantly, failing to admit that they no longer exercise sovereignty - which they have allowed to pass to the unelected EU Commissioners. They no longer do anything important. They're a Plastic Parliament. They just do as Brussels tells them. They cover up by carrying on with their self important intrigues and gossiping, drawing the media into collusion with them, to conceal their deceit. This is treason. They think to evade punishment by abolishing the crime of treason. Judas took 30 pieces of silver for his betrayal. Our MP's are much greedier. Judas hanged himself. Our MP's don't expect the option to arise. The more stupid jobsworths among them don't even recognise the situation. They may actually be so dim that they think troughing and tittle-tattle about trivialities is all that there could be to being an MP. They've degenerated into the world of celebrity and show business. Bread and circuses. Sadly, when Parliament becomes a mere fashion parade of egos, concealing their irrelevance and powerlessness from themselves and from the public behind their gossip and troughing, it may be appropriate to treat a Parliamentary seat as a fashion accessory for spoilt women.


When James I was short of money, he invented the title of Baronet, or hereditary knight, and forced affluent people to buy these titles. Now we're short of money again. The title of MP has become a costly bauble - but this time the public is paying affluent people to hold it, as a sinecure. How about turning that around and making MP's pay for it! Ha! Ha! Increase the numbers to say 1,000. Charge £10million each. A slightly different selection of self important prats gets to ponce around in the public eye. Many celebrities could afford it, and don't need the extra troughing. The media would love it. Now the government (basically the civil service behind a fig leaf of politicians) has an extra £10billion, and saves the best part of £100m a year on Parliamentary running costs. Don't waste it all at once. Good media management could turn a nice extra profit from the site (and sight) of Parliament. The public would pay to see their favourite media stars speaking or singing in the Chamber, or attend a party where they get to shake hands with them. The monarchy has been commercialised. Now it's the turn of Parliament. Even if they had to be in government, some of these pop stars and actresses might be no worse than the socialist scum and fools that we have now. They might even be more practical and intelligent! They'd certainly woo and wow the public better than tractor-statistic-gabbling politicians. Political theatre. Blair was basically an actor; perhaps a real actor could better distinguish between lies and truth. Reagan was a mediocre actor, but he made quite a good President of the United States, especially in the ceremonial aspects of the presidency.
A merger between the political and theatrical classes? Many a true thing may be said in jest.

Wrong sort of people

Whenever something goes wrong with the railways in Britain, it's become a bit of a joke that the blame is usually placed on 'wrong sort of snow' or 'wrong sort of leaves on the line' to excuse the failure of management and staff in coping with easily predictable contingencies. It is my contention that usually the blame for the wrong state of human affairs lies with the fact that they are dominated by the wrong sort of people.

We have just been treated to an exposure of the fact that at the heart of the British body politic lies a corrosive and corrupting cancer composed of the wrong sort of people. Paul Staines, who blogs as Guido Fawkes on his site http://www.order-order.com/ revealed that 'spin doctors' close to the Labour leadership, indeed operating from within Downing Street, had set up a supposedly independent web site which was to be fed a series of vicious lies about leading Conservative politicians and their families, which would then be picked up and trumpeted by Labour publicists. Damien McBride, the intimate advisor of the Prime Minister has been obliged to resign as the author of these lies. Derek Draper, the recipient of the emails, which have come into Guido's possession, and thence to the Sunday papers, praised their author's brilliance, and has since been babbling to the press that he had not lied deliberately about them. Those who have followed the episodes of this man's colourful history as revealed on Guido's site, might be inclined to regard him as a compulsive liar, and question why he is at the heart of Labour's attempt to make an impression on the internet. Perhaps it's horses for courses, and the party may regard honesty as a disqualification. Questions are being asked as to why the trade union Unite is allegedly involved in financing such people and their activities. The Prime Minister himself has had to disown these men, and deny knowledge of what they were up to, despite being so close to McBride and having hosted Draper to lunch at Chequers, his official country residence, just after the false front site Red Rag was set up.

Critics of Gordon Brown, and they are numerous, don't believe that this notorious 'control freak' did not know what was happening, even if he did not see the actual emails. McBride was a very close advisor, Brown's equivalent of Alistair Campbell. Critics note that it is in character for Brown to deny knowledge and evade responsibility when anything goes wrong. He is regarded as two faced, vicious and devious, to have made his way in politics by backstabbing and underhand dealings, so it is no surprise at all to find that his close associates are of a similar calibre.

The fact that McBride was paid as a civil servant, and will get a pension of something like £85,000 per year - even if his 'resignation' is real and he does not pop up again shortly with another cushy government job in the usual New Labour manner - serves as another example of the corruption and dishonesty at the heart of British politics. People are still angry about the revelations about MP's expenses, and the continued outrageous expenditures by the Speaker and his wife. The politicians of all parties show little inclination to reform their ways, and the rot is clearly present in the top ranks of the civil service and the quangocracy. Lots more of the wrong sort of people here.

It's not just those in politics who are so often the wrong sort of people. It's also those around and protesting about our institutions and habits of life. Our parliamentarians have made a law against protest demonstrations within a mile of the Houses of Parliament. Now they have gone off on holiday to spend even more of the taxpayer's money. Curiously, there has been some sort of protest about events in their home country of Ceylon (Sri Lanka) by immigrant Tamils, right outside the Houses of Parliament. This has been treated with kid gloves by the police and authorities - quite differently from the brutality with which they treated the Country Alliance protesters about the banning of fox hunting several years ago; and the way in which a wandering newspaper vendor was attacked randomly by a policeman and subsequently died at the G20 demonstrations a few days ago. Ah, but there's an important difference of status involved here. The police seem to be empowered to attack native White people in their own land, but must show the utmost deference to non-white immigrants who break the law. Lots more wrong people and wrong policies and wrong attitudes here.

There's now plenty of wrong'uns in the police. They have been Blairised and ooze political correctness. They are coming to be seen as New Labour's Stasi enforcers of political correctness. It's evil and disgusting. The media has gone the same way. There's no longer anything British about the BBC - except the taxpayer's money that funds its anti-British propaganda and personnel. A better description than British Broadcasting Corporation might be Blacks Bitches and Communists because of its staffing policies, or Brown's Broadcasting Corporation because of its slavish deference to the Labour propaganda line in presenting so-called news.

There's something about their appearance that identifies many of these people as wrong. The liar McBride, and the nasty policeman Quick who invaded Parliament to harass an opposition MP, and who also has just resigned on a vast pension after displaying a secret document as he went into Downing Street, share a similarly porcine appearence and bullying, evil disposition. Quick was the one, I think, who was found to have been running an unlicensed taxi company, staffed by off-duty policemen, from his home. Pursuing business is likely to be more lucrative and less wearisome than pursuing terrorists. That's another group there's something wrong about. According to Antiwar.com one of the alleged terrorists rounded up in Quick's last operation, (which was what was displayed on the secret document), was supposedly killed by an American air strike in Pakistan a few months ago. Versatile and amenable fellows these ghosts; more dangerous dead than alive and always available as Bogeymen to scare the populace when a failing, flailing, government wants to distract attention from its own problems.

Touching on the Americans, it appears that their shiny new President, like their deprecated and depreciated old one, has his difficulties with the English language and diplomatic etiquette - although the press, because of its lefty bias, still treats the former with an indulgence denied to the latter. I was startled to hear a brief news clip on television today, dealing with the rescue of an American seaman from Somali pirates, wherein Mr. Obama seemed to say that he was determined to resist the rise of privacy in the Red Sea area. After Bushisms must we expect Obaminations? Someone should also tell him and his wife that it is not good diplomatic etiquette to pat the Queen of England on the back. She isn't your old granny that you're helping across the road. One might also suppose that there should still survive someone in the State Department who could inform Mr. President that DVD's and ipods are not considered appropriate diplomatic gifts. Perhaps the credit crunch is biting harder and faster than anticipated.

There are other visual clues to the wrong sort of people in this country, apart from the vast number who are not White. The television coverage of the G20 protests in the City of London included one brief excerpt showing a couple of smartly dressed City workers watching the demonstrators with expressions of alert amusement and intelligent cynicism, quite a contrast to the slack jawed zombies with weirdly painted faces and dressed as tramps, mouthing ridiculous slogans and shuffling around as if brain damaged. Lefties are degenerating themselves below the level of humanity. Unfortunately, they're trying to take the rest of us with them.

Many of the wrong ones are female. Some of these are naive sentimentalists, with whom one might have some sympathy, had they any sign of a 'head' to go with their all too evident 'heart'. These and the zombies are mere cannon fodder for the far more dangerous militant harpies. This type of bitter shrew is often intelligent, but of malign disposition. They have gained grossly excessive influence at senior levels of politics, media, administration, academia and business. Their shrilly malevolent speech easily identifies them, and their appearance often features almost triangular eyes, glittering wiith spite and hate, and short hair.

It's not only the socialists who constitute the wrong sort of people. Some of the most successful businessmen have reached eminence by dubious means. Not surprisingly, the reputations of those who were closest to the government might not survive the closest scrutiny. Apart from the now notorious bankers, there are others who would be in a more appropriate position were their heads on Tower Bridge, and their quartered bodies sent for display in the four quarters of the realm. The Bent Society blog features allegations that two of our most overpublicised businessmen, Sugar and Branson, sailed too close to the wind in accumulating their early fortunes. Seeing their heads on spikes could be more cheerful than watching another series of The Apprentice on television. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to see Sugar's execution, where someone could tell him "You're not just fired - you're shot!"

It's not just the most eminent who are often the wrong sort of people. Every fortnight Private Eye magazine contains more accounts of greed, corruption and malfeasance at various levels. The crooks didn't arrive in UFO's and take over the world from the top; the scum is always in the process of rising to the top, and it gets easier for them in circumstances of moral decay. There's an increasing sense of the end of an era, with people in a position to do so frantically grabbing all they can, while they can. Maybe it's the approaching end of the New Labour government. Maybe it's the developing economic depression, and continuing crumbling of the nation into a third world hell-hole.

Sometimes it seems that only a thorough purging by Blood and Fire would suffice to cleanse the country and the world, but increasingly it seems that we have gone past the point where things as they used to be could be restored at all. It may be a case of patching an old garment with new cloth or putting new wine into old bottles as the Bible said. The whole civilisation may be in irreversible decline, and not amenable to being restored to vigour by any amount of pruning or tweaking. If Robespierre and his guillotine couldn't Terrorise Revolutionary France into a Republic of Virtue, and the far more bloody efforts of Stalin failed in Soviet Russia, as did those of Mao in China, it's obvious that neither the attempts of our socialist rulers to convert humanity into their playthings, nor any imagined resistance to them is likely to achieve the desired results.

What are they doing?

Politicians. They're bringing themselves, Parliament, politics and their country into disrepute, but they ignore their increasingly angry and frustrated citizens, and continue troughing and posturing as if there's nothing else with which they should concern themselves.


The disclosure of what MP's have claimed as expenses over the past several years has led to another outburst of public indignation, following on from last years' disclosures about the lavish way the Speaker and his wife splash around and wallow in taxpayers money, whilst conducting himself and his duties in an altogether unsatisfactory manner.


The humiliating revelations that the (Two) Home Secretary has pocketed a fortune for her family home by claiming to live in her sister's spare bedroom, was undignified. Her claim of 88 pence for a bathplug is so small minded it will pin her reputation in public memory. Her claim of £10 for her husband's viewing of a couple of porn films has made her a figure of contemptuous ridicule, and has enabled a French publication to refer to Britain as the United Condom. Yet she's still in office, still troughing as greedily as ever, although perhaps more circumspectly. Her administrative incapacity in itself should long since have led to her dismissal, but despite this being overshadowed by her public and political embarrassment, the Prime Minister still has not sacked her. He's also a disgrace and a butt of derision everywhere except the compliant Beeboid media staffed by socialist drones. He gets to waste even more money, the £20-50 million thrown away on the G20 Obama fawning and its associated mini-riots amid hysterical media coverage of each other covering a few attention seeking idiots and the massive police overtime and waste of time, is just a small part of the way he misgoverns the country, to make himself look good for a very brief period.


It's the little things that trip one up, and make one hated. The scale of their waste and destruction and bad stewardship is beyond the comprehension of most of the public, but that woman (is she Smith or is she Timney?), will have a bathplug and a couple of pornographic videos tied like tin cans to the tail of her political reputation for the rest of her life; and Brown's social awkwardness and jaw dropping tic and claim to have saved the world will be how he is remembered.


Tony McNulty; another useless minister for something-or-other, has also caught some of the public's displeasure. He charged about £60,000 for in effect visiting his parents a few times, by claiming their house as his main residence. Bad boy Tony, most people manage to visit their parents occasionally without having to be paid to do so! His inept Newsnight performance where he tried to say that the unemployed should be happy with newly decorated Jobcentres, but was lambasted by an ex-Woolworths employee, who is losing her house, has fixed him temporarily in the public gaze. The information that his wife is head of the Ofsted quango which messes up schools, and between them they get - one can't honestly say earn - almost a third of a million pounds each year, does not help to improve the humour of the public.


Several husband and wife teams of MP's exist, happily exploiting the disgracefully and deliberately lax rules. One of these women was actually sued for incompetence by a voter. One of the highest charging London MP's, who disgraces Churchill's memory by occupying his old seat - and claiming to be a better MP, apparently only needs a season ticket on the tube to get to Westminster. What vermin.


They don't 'get it'. The Speaker has blocked reforms of Parliamentary administration, the Prime Minister tries to fob off the public with tales of enquiries to report and suggest reforms after he's likely to be out of office. When the Leader of the Opposition tried to raise questions about these rules, the body of MP's groaned and hissed. They've just given themselves another pay rise and pension boost. If they were pigs one might say they're fattening nicely for the slaughter. The worst of them, odious slimy socialists, have an outrageous sense of entitlement, as if being useless, destructive, filthy political rats somehow entitles them to leech off real people. I used to have some respect for at least a few of them, who are intelligent, knowledgeable and had served in high office without disgracing it, such as Hague, Rifkind or Portillo. Now whenever I see the image of a politician I remember the scene from the film The Day of the Jackal, where the assassin practices by shooting at watermelons, and one sees them exploding into a red mist.


It's been reported that an MEP can become a millionaire out of the expenses over a five year term. It's not so much worse for an MP. A salary of over £60,000 p.a. and tax free expenses averaging around £140,000 doesn't leave them much short of a million over an average parliamentary term of 4-5 years. Imagine how well those are doing who can score the hat trick of membership of Scottish or Welsh or Northern Ireland Assembly, Member of Parliament and Member of the European Parliament.


They claim that they need to be paid a lot to attract high quality people - well that's not working, so what's the next excuse? Other countries politicians get away with even more - that doesn't seem the noblest encouragement to public service, now does it? The Tories did it first, so it's right for us to it even more blatantly - that's the moral level of many Labour MP's. Obviously it's the presence of this filth that discourages better people from getting involved in what's become the sewer of politics and it's the ability to make easy money for little risk or effort that attracts them like flies to dung.


What are they actually doing for all this money? How do they spend their time? Gossiping to each other, making speeches which they know will have no affect on the outcome, intriguing to get good media coverage and avoid blame; and the public's favourite - constituency work, meaning answering complaints from voters about some aspect of the bureaucracy, or at least re-directing letters to some horrible bureaucrat who will in due course send a very polite letter telling the voter to grin and bear it. This latter task is why they claim money for staff; but for the money absorbed by each MP one could probably employ ten or a dozen people to answer and re-direct letters. Not high-powered stuff is it? No great skill or knowledge or managerial ability (apart from sleazy political cunning, which I don't evaluate positively) required justifying the inflated comparison they make for salary level with jobs which actually do require these things. Time spend climbing the greasy pole of their own political parties, elevating themselves in the opinion of the scum that has already risen to the top, getting themselves ministerial jobs they're unfitted to perform - why should we pay them for that?


There's not much time or perhaps inclination or ability, spent on that old fashioned stuff like securing redress of grievances before voting supplies of money to carry on the government, or scrutinising and criticising in detail the government's handling of public affairs. Maybe few of the members of the public are interested in much beyond sound-bites. Posturing is more successful than real aptitude. It's a media age. Representative democracy? If these people represent modern Britain, it's a very ugly face Cool Britannia must see in the mirror.


What results have they achieved? At what cost? The greater Britain's demoralization and decline the more they preen themselves, and the more outrageously they trough. They exempt themselves from the laws they pass. They attempt to hide their addresses. Ministers move in a cloud of guards and flunkeys, as if they were afraid of their people. Perhaps they are afraid. Perhaps they have done enough to justify fear. Perhaps we are no longer their people. Their people seem to be the invaders and degenerates who are paid to vote for them, or whose self interest corresponds with insatiable expansion of the state to restrict and bully and nanny at crippling cost to the real people who are forced to pay for it all. Oh, they've been very busy, or their minions have, demolishing and demonising everything British or civilised, promoting Islam and communism and anything filthy.



They don't even pay proper attention to defence, the core function of the state. See, for instance the complaints about the lack of well informed attention to defence procurement on the serious and well informed blog EU Referendum and it's companion Defence of the Realm. Justice, the second function of the state, has already been perverted. The police are used to bully people over trivialities, and arrest innocent people, while criminals are given rights in preference to their victims. The crime figures are distorted and faked to create an illusion. Instead of executing criminals , they are given light sentences and released early. People are taxed so their money can be wasted by sleazy social workers and 'educationists'[ to destroy proper family life, child raising and education and so generate hordes of criminal zombie vermin labour-voting dolescum, justifying more bureaucratic control of everyone.



Most of the legislation apparently is just rubber stamping what is sent to them from the EU, so our politicians are just the lackeys of foreign interests. They show little reluctance to be the lackeys of any interests which can offer lucrative prospects of later directorships, consultancy fees, book deals or speaking engagements. Labour has 'reformed' the House of Lords in order to fill it with their sickeningly hypocritical and corrupt influence peddlers. It could truly be said of them that they have made my Father's House a den of thieves, and turned the Mother of Parliaments into a whore. There's no need to elaborate on the recent revelations of an ex-minister close to Brown, who made video recordings of himself copulating with his mistress in his office in the House of Commons, or on the old rumour that many years ago someone rushed into Brown's office and found that Mandelson was busily buggering him. They've turned Parliament into a brothel in every sense, political, financial and sexual; and degraded the British Lion into an alley cat.



When Walter Bagehot wrote his famous book The English Constitution in 1867 he distinguished between its Dignified or ceremonial and its Efficient or practical aspects. In those days the monarchy was already ceremonial, but Parliament was still a practical institution through which the government of a great empire was conducted. Nowadays, sad to say, Parliament has joined the ceremonial flummery, and the real government is carried on by the EU Commission, the vast state bureaucracies and their entanglement of unelected and unaccountable quangos and fake charities, - and their academic and media outlets which are a substitute for the Church.



The Monarchy used to be the focus of national pride and sentiment, as well as of practical government. Now only a residue of sentiment attaches to it, and it has become a fancy dress imitation of itself, devoted to saccharine television programs and tourist promotion. Parliament is now far down the same route, a hollow shell of what it used to be, a mere depository of sinecures for greedy and useless politicians, who scarcely even pretend to take their nominal duties seriously. For recent instance, Caroline Flint, one of the ministers for foreign affairs, admitted that she had not read the Lisbon Treaty which advances the power of the EU, although it is a crucial document in her area of responsibility. The less they form part of the Efficient mechanism of government, the more pomp and perquisites our politicians demand for themselves, although the less worthy they become.



Parliament used to be the place where a high level of oratory was expected at times of national crisis, to focus debate and crystallise national emotion into resolution. Churchill was the last great Parliamentary orator, although Thatcher gave a worthy echo. The Nu-Lie-bore substitute of Spin-Doctoring the media doesn't summon up the blood and stiffen the sinews of the nation.
Parliament used to focus the national mood, to be at the centre of drama, conflict and resolution. This is becoming less the case as the nation is undermined and debased, and parliament is turned into a tourists sideshow, by our venal and unpatriotic politicians, serving evil interests.

Parliament has another function now. It has become a screen, a cut-out in the espionage sense, concealing the real rulers from the ruled. Our corrupt and greedy politicians are happy to hear the sound of their own voices, to appear on radio and television talk shows, to pose as wise and potent. They hate to admit their insignificance and foolishness, to acknowledge they are no more than wizards of Oz, putting on a display to fool the multitude. That's another reason for their low quality. Men of real ability and ambition for power don't waste their time in this theatre of pompous self-regarding wastrels. Only the ignorant, stupid and hypocritical twitter about going into politics to improve things, to 'make a difference' - other than a massive difference to their financial and social circumstances.

The main political parties are controlled and financed by broadly the same interests, and there is little difference in their policies. They're scarcely more than exercises in consumer branding, using marketing consultants to help them sell pretty much the same rubbish to as many people as possible, in slightly different packaging. Individual membership of these parties has steadily declined. Under Blair individual membership of the Labour party halved, I think, and it's much the same for the others. Cameron has driven out any old fashioned Conservatives. These bands of political opportunists will serve the interests of their real masters about equally well, whichever one happens to be more electorally popular at any given time. It's useful to have the illusion of choice, but the casino owners always win. Minor parties are hated and feared and the media is used to demonise them, in case people get to know about them and realise they could have a real choice. The massive changes made to British population, laws and society in recent decades was not the result of great popular demand, or even much debate. It was imposed by the lefty Political Class and their media co-conspirators, who continue to shrilly damn any resistance to their evil. When was the last time you felt you had any influence on such decisions, or that your representative truly represented you?

MP's no longer represent genuinely local interests - unless they're representing the interests of immigrant communities of privileged invaders. They no longer represent social groupings or different philosophies. They just represent the Political Class of lefty vermin who have seized control of middle class positions in administration, media, culture and academia. Oh yes, they also represent themselves, and boy how diligently they pursue their self interest!

Our politicians and the political institutions they infest are losing political legitimacy. They can hardly claim to represent a nation, when they have eroded and dismiss the concept of the nation and nationalism. They attract either popular loathing or popular indifference to a greater extent than popular enthusiasm. Even in 1997, when Blair smiled his landslide way to office, 40% of the potential electorate didn't bother to vote, 35% voted for other parties and only 25% voted for Labour. Subsequently it's gone down to about 20%. Brown is likely to lose the next election because he has become unpopular rather than because of any fervent enthusiasm for Cameron. People accept their rule out of habit, and fear of the consequences of disobeying the state. If the economy continues to slide into depression, and the inflation and currency depreciation now being stoked really takes hold, and the Labour government can no longer borrow enough to bribe its clientele of state employees and parasites, things may change. Who will people turn to and obey when they despise the government and no longer fear the state?

This is not the first time Britain has suffered under a corrupt Parliament. Cromwell's great tirade when he dismissed the Long Parliament, in which he had sat and for whom he had won the Civil War, is astonishingly apt, and is all the more apposite now because it's not just a few MP's but the whole 'political nation', 'body politic' or 'Establishment' that is corrupt and sick and hastening the decline of the nation, whilst there's no remedy to be expected nowadays from a Platonic doctor of statesmanship or a God-fearing military dictator. His purges and dissolutions required no confiscations, beatings, torture, imprisonment or executions of MP's. One may feel that their modern successors amply deserve such punishment.

Into what future are they taking the country? It's increasingly clear that power and significance in the world is shifting to China and India and the rest of Asia, whilst we slide down into the Third World. Our crooked, sleazy, mendacious media, political class and politicians are parasites or cancers destroying anything good that still survives, and turning Britain into an Atlantic Zimbabwe. The population may starve, but the vermin elite will live a life of well guarded luxury. 'Britain' may fade into the mists of time, no longer the 'Island of the Mighty', merely another fringe territory inhabited by savage socialised sub-humans. The politicians don't need to worry, for them the future's bright!