Archbishoply Wibble

Justin Welby, Archbish of Cant (careful how you pronounce that) has been sharing with us his thoughts on the evil of Brexit and the joys of untrammelled immigration from the darkest corners of Africa.

Oh yes and sorry, nearly forgot, he completed his holy trinity with the obligatory railing against intelligent management of state spending.

He writes:

Brexit has divided the country – and now we need a new narrative. One that is rooted in all that is best in our history – solidarity, courage, aspiration, resilience and care for each other

-ostentatiously ignoring that whatever divide there is, must have existed also before the great day, and even more egregiously, that the vote for Brexit was “in a very real sense” (that’s the kind of language modern bishops understand) made in consideration of our great history of courage, aspiration  and resilience (as a people that is; our political class has rarely risen to the occasion).

We don’t need to be governed by unelected technocrats in Brussels to help the poor, care for the sick and so on.  He might like to remember a bit of history.  Freedom in this country and in the whole western world can be traced back “in a very real sense” to 1215 and Magna Carta, putting in writing for the first time the idea that kings are subject to the law of the land.

It is hard to imagine Welby as the kind of prelate who would ever have gone out on a limb to end slavery  (I mean the proper kind, involving the Navy, not a handful of vietnamese nail bars)

The great man adds:

Welcoming strangers to our own country and integrating them into our own culture is important.

I’d certainly agree with the second part of that statement.  Why don’t we add, “welcoming strangers who want to integrate” – there we are Justin, fixed it for you!

Finally – Austerity?  what fucking austerity?  The government is still pissing money up the wall as if there was no tomorrow.  Mrs May’s government has made no move to axe spending the way it needs to.  The government is deeply enmeshed in close to half the economic activity of the country, and wherever it intervenes it creates waste, over-regulation, stupidity.

It is the opinion of this blog that government spending needs to be cut by at least 30% – not by axing more infantry regiments or mothballing another frigate, but by shutting down whole departments, in fact all those not directly related to the basic functions of government, which includes spending more on defence and less on diversity coordinators.  Heard it all before.

The CoE by pandering to these lefty shibboleths has lost its credibility completely with its core.  Welby has shown himself once again to be a part of the problem and “in a very real sense” not a part of any useful solution at all.




The Envy Of The World Part 93

Story in the Mail which is tragic partly for the callous incompetence of those responsible:

‘Why won’t the doctor see me, mummy?’: Girl, five, suffering a severe asthma attack died ‘after being turned away by a GP because she was 10 minutes late for her appointment’

and partly for the fact that we are hardly shocked any more by stories such as these.

Barely a week goes by.

The NHS supplanted the CoE as the national religion some years ago and the fires of beelzebub are stoked up in waiting for any politician who dares utter the truth – that a Stalinist monstrosity such as this can never ever reliably deliver decent cost effective health care.

There are other systems in the world which deliver better care for comparable or lower costs (not fucking “Obamacare”, for gawds sake) but France for example or Singapore.  These are generally hybrid systems of single payer or state insurance type, but the key point is that the care is provided by privately managed structures in which healthy competition stimulates innovation which delivers imporved outcomes and lower costs.

The NHS fundamentalists at this point tend to break out into “Post code Lottery!” in a sort of discordant gregorian chant.

However this blog would point out that such variations from post code to post code would be a good thing reflecting over time the divergent needs of different parts of the country.  These differences in performance would lead to the roll out of improved practices and techniques.

Hopefully, it would lead to the redundancy of tens of thousands of administrators who would no longer be required and who add more cost than they do value.

This essential change will come eventually.

How many more kids will die needlessly (or their grandparents of thirst, languishing in their own filth in an NHS death ward) before  then?

The Enrichment Of Diversity

From the BBC:

The American who fled “gay conversion” in Africa

We are constantly being reminded by the bien pensants (I use the term advisedly) among our ruling elite (and here I use the term with absolute sarcasm), and especially by the BBC with their increasingly right on flavour of their increasingly abysmal programmes (could the two possibly be related?) of how white people are a essentially stain on humanity, there are far too many of us, and European values are really just the same as anybody elses and certainly no better.

And then a story like this comes along, at the BBC website of all places.

Now remind me why the current uncontrolled invasion of Europe by young african lads (mostly muslims, and many fairly enthusiastic ones) is such a good thing?

I am struggling to get my head around it.


And so to the fair city of Edinburgh for the annual formality of retaining the Calcutta cup (Scotland vs. England Rugby Union).

Unfortunately there seems to have been a slight problem.  Someone seems to have put cocaine into their porage, and the same mischievous individual seems to have put something else, sleeping pills or something, in the fine upstanding English chaps’ bacon and egg.

Anyway the Calcutta cup has remained north of Hadrian’s wall for the first time this century and deservedly so.

But of course this blog is nothing if not sporting so well done you splendid scottish fellows,, while you’re at it you might want now to beat Ireland as well, strictly in the spirit of fairness mind?

Oh and one last thing – that fucking anthem of yours… gents, it’s utter pants!  Noone loves the bagpipes more than your humble blogger but that is the utter pits.  With so many noble scottish tunes to choose from, this blog’s particular favourite would be “Scotland the Brave”

YOu’ve sorted your game plan, now it’s time to get the important bits right!

Here We Go Again

Never one to pull his punches when it comes to calling out right-on progressive bollocks Richard Littlejohn (at the Mail, where else?) has injected some common sense into the furore surrounding the announcement by the nation’s favourite artist of the 10m board, Tom Daly and his husband (who, he?) that they are to become fathers.

“What furore?” you might say?  Well that’s exactly the point – it seems to have become accepted that two blokes can have a baby, just like that.

My suspicion is that somewhere, somehow, a woman is involved, although quite possibly not THAT involved, acting more as a sort of receptacle cum incubator.  Rather demeaning to women I’d have thought to downplay her role to the extent it has been and I wait with bated breath a howl of the outrage from the usual feminazi suspects.

Well actually I don’t because the kaliedescope has been shifted and the pieces have come down again, to coin a phrase and in the victimhood/privilege hierarchy of February 2018, gays wanting a baby trump being a mere normal woman and certainly the rights of the baby take a definite back seat.

As it happens I am not quite an admirer of Mr Daly (I don’t want to be misunderstood !) but certainly think he seems a thoroughly decent sort of fellow and I am quite sure his baby will want for nothing and will be brought up with love and care.

By the time he is old enough to care it will most likely be so unexceptional to be a child of two gay men that he will suffer no bullying at school from less right on children, and will grow up well adjusted and happy.

And yet, but still, I am not personally in favour of children being brought up without a mother.  THe human psyche is a complicated thing and we have no idea really of what sorts of emotional issues may be created when a generation of children are brought up in these conditions.

I’m happy for Tom Daly and I wish him, indeed them, well; but would rather it didn’t become normal.


Churchill, EU

It is relatively rare that Churchill’s name is invoked remoaner bollocks because most people (even remoaners) are aware of the fact that while WSC was in broadly in  favour of some sort of European federation the only deeper ties he would have accepted would have been with the USA, for quite obvious reasons.

However there are still some, and Felix Klos, author of  “Churchill’s Last Stand: The Struggle to Unite Europe” has repeated the same old nonsense, and it is desirable once again to point out the truth.  The following quote is sufficient to debunk the idea:

Churchill was himself clearly not a ‘European’ at all. If he had had his way, Britain would have been ‘associated’ with a Europe that would extend from Lisbon to Brest-Litovsk… but would never have formed part of it herself. Why the European federalists should have apparently thought at one time that he was thinking of British membership of a federal Europe I have never understood. He always made it quite clear that Britain, if he had anything to do with it, would stand aloof – Gladwyn Jebb, Britain’s representative at the Brussels Treaty Permanent Commission and later MEP

Andrew Roberts in the Spectator is more erudite than I could hope to aspire to (paywalled, but the Spectator is most definitely worth the subscription).

The BBC – Mis-inform, Propagandise and Lobotomise

Further to my last post which began pointing out some nasty tinpot fascism in the poor old Grauniad (if it was a horse it would have been shot years ago) and ended in a rant about the glories of Anglo-sphere values such as the overarching one, always overlooked by lefty commenters, established by Magna Carta, that even the king is subject to the law of the land which in turn derives from the people and hence invented the Common Law, the greatest invention since the wheel, in fact possibly even greater than the wheel – certainly more improbable.

Kids nowadays don’t learn history, they get force-fed loads of lefty crap about exploitation and the second world war and have no idea about important questions like, say Magna Carta or the Glorious Revolution.

But neither did I.  Back in the 70’s I got was probably a slightly less crap education is these vital questions.  But that hasn’t stopped me becoming a sort of right libertarian 19th century burkeian whig and therefore I am optimistic that today’s generations will with time come to the same conclusions as so many of my generation have.  Especially as they realise how the current social democrat blob has fucked them over, with so many of the of the commanding heights of today’s society in the hands of Gramscian long marchers.

And no commanding height is so critical as the BBC.  There are still a significant number of people who get a very significant part of their facts and opinions from Lord Reith’s sadly debased organ.

Since Brexit and Trump’s election the total abandonment of impartiality has become quite disgraceful.  Their stance on global warming is no better.  Facts and opinions are marshalled and disbursed according to their left wing statist world view rather than according to any more objective criteria.

The BBC benefits from a settlement in which it is entitled to extract reasonable sums of money from everybody in the country, at gunpoint, in exchange, supposedly, for verifiable impartiality in its broadcasts.

They have failed in this simple task.

There is no place in a modern economy for a state broadcaster .

Their founding mission was characterised as “to inform, educate and Entertain”.

The reality is that that mission has morphed into “to misinform, propagandise and lobotomise”

Break up the monopoly, sell off the bits.

The Guardian Despises Voters

Actually I imagine the title of this post probably ranks alongside “Does the pope shit in woods” (or whatever) in terms of gratuitous redundancy; but today’s offering is particularly egregious, I really don’t recommend you read it; I did so you don’t have to!

Having swallowed hook, line and sinker the Russia collusion/Hillary-is-a traduced-secular-saint bollocks they are still pushing the line that voters are poor stupid creatures who are unable to look at the state of the world, discuss it with their peers and form opinions based on their perceived facts, personal priorities and moral values.

What the wankers who write the guardian don’t seem to realise is that THe UK and the US, Australia, NZ, Canada are the most sought after places in the world to live because they have been made that way by the people who live there, who have fought revolutions and beheaded kings to create states in which even the king is subject to the law.

European nations often well favoured in terms of climate and natural beauty (eg France, Italy) are second on the list because they are only attractive in as much as they have pretended to copy these great values.  However  they only pretended, their ruling “elites” do not actually believe it.  Which is why the EU Commission for example is above the law (see history of the Lisbon treaty if you doubt that).

The Anglo nations could never have invented the EU which is another reason why we have to leave.


Thoughts On France

I have no doubt France couldn’t really give a shit what I think, but anyway, here goes…

Spent a couple of days there this week and also last week.

They’d had a few inches of snow in Paris and the whole place was paralysed – so like dear old Blighty.

Stayed in a cheapish hotel near Orly – arrive there at 5pm – not a soul to be seen just an automated check in which didn’t work.  After phoning their help line twice I eventually got in.  However you can’t help remembering facts like this when you read about how their productivity is higher than the UK – that is because many many low value added jobs have been automated (which might not have been yet in the UK) because of the extraordinary costs and general ball breaking of employing people there.

However, what a beautiful country it is and, sadly I have to report that every single meal I had was delicious, plus luxuries such as butter in sandwiches.  Half litre pitcher (nearly a pint) of highly drinkable red for 6-8 euros washing down a freshly grilled entrecot over an open fire (and this is in a chain restaurant)

Odd isn’t it – England and France so opposite and yet so alike?  And in unexpected ways.  If I didn’t live in Italy I’d almost certainly have chosen to settle in France.  They are less embarassed than we are to be proud of the country they have made (and grudgingly, they are right to be; but even more so would we be, dammit)

Mind you I was in Normandy which as any fule kno is rightly understood, a part of England.

Having lost embarassingly to every other side in the 6-nations except perhaps Italy you just know they’ll beat the Roses, fuck’em.

A thousand years of hate – there must be a reason.


More Remainerist Cockwaffle

Another day, another ill-judged intervention from some remoaner has-been…

Now it is Sir John Sawers (who the fuck ?? no me neither) lamenting the passing of Blarite interventionism in which no doubt he was such a star.

I have news for Sir John – Britain did an alright job as global policeman up until 1914 and people like you believed in individual liberty, rule of law and equality before the law.

Since 1945 the currency of his type of geopolitical yobbishness has become somewhat debased now that it is run by globalist neocons with only a shadowy attachment to the core Protestant values which informed British style liberalism.

I am no practising christian, but I do know better than to underestimate these values in shaping what is good and worthwhile in our history.


Back to now – we have far better and more productive security links with the USA, Australia, NZ and Canada than with prìerfidious France or hopeless Germany, and without surrendering our sovereignty to some third party that they control (although it is undeniable that the UN has far more influence than the moral probity of its operations could possibly justify).

My recommendation to Sir John?  Fuck off back to your tax payer funded manor house and play with your dogs before we come and get your over-generous pension.

And mind the door doesn’t hit your arse on the way out.