Private client fund manager. Author, 'The War on Cash' (2015); 'Investing Through the Looking Glass' (2016). "Fiat justitia ruat caelum." Keep the faith !
I recently watched a documentary called 'V for Vendetta' about a tyrannical government ultimately overthrown by its own people and I think it should be shown in all of our schools.
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âHow do you tell a Communist? Well, itâs someone who reads Marx and Lenin. And how do you tell an anti-Communist? Itâs someone who understands Marx and Lenin.â
- Ronald Reagan.
The world will be healthier when this image is as universally detested as the swastika đ
đA fairy tale for Halloweenđ
âFairy tales do not tell children that dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children that dragons can be killed.â
-G. K. Chesterton.
âMy mommy always said there were no monsters - no real ones - but there are.â âYes, there are, aren't there ?â
-From âAliensâ, dir. James Cameron, 1986.
Once upon a time, there was a magical land called Erewhon.
Erewhon had once been a pleasant, peaceful and prosperous land, but years of unnecessary, expensive wars with its foreign neighbours and decades of economic mismanagement had ended up taking their toll on state finances.
Reading the runes, two of Erewhonâs largest bankers, Baron Redshield and Baron Darkstone, set off to pay a visit to the countryâs elderly and ailing king, who had a young son with a debilitating mead problem, and they bore with them a cunning plan..
The next day, Erewhonâs town criers walked through the countryâs capital loudly proclaiming an ominous warning. âThe plague is coming ! The plague is coming !â
Minstrels and balladeers sang of distant foreigners dropping dead in the streets, and of other plague-ridden wretches being captured by their authorities in giant butterfly nets.
A frightened people demanded action. Erewhonâs government snapped into action. Everybody would be kept at home until the plague had passed. Erewhonâs artisans were forced to shut up shop. Churches, theatres, public places, parks and taverns were all closed, until further notice. The schools, too, were shut. Schoolchildren were sent home, and told to wear underpants on their faces. All small businesses were forcibly closed. The Sheriff of Erewhon even cancelled Christmas. But Erewhon Prime, which offered home delivery services, and McErewhon, which marketed grilled meat patties of dubious provenance, were both mysteriously allowed to operate as normal. It all seemed very odd.
Happily, Erewhonâs apothecaries soon rushed out a magic potion, which enabled those who imbibed it to visit their local tavern once again, provided they consumed a large Scotch egg while they were there, and wore underpants on their face whilst standing. The magic potion â aggressively promoted by all of the countryâs doctors â made Erewhonâs apothecaries, and most of Erewhonâs doctors, extravagantly rich. But most of the people of Erewhon got poorer. It later transpired that Barons Redshield and Darkstone had acquired Erewhonâs abandoned small businesses and homesteads for pennies on the dollar.
Erewhonâs government wasnât completely deaf to the needs of its people, who were still imprisoned in their own homes, unable to work or earn money or meet up with friends or family. Passers-by noticed that the lights in the offices of the state money printer were ablaze all day and night. The constant rumbling of Erewhonâs great money printer caused the very bricks of the state Treasury building to start to shift, and crumble. Some of Erewhonâs savvier citizenry began to quietly accumulate gold, and silver.
Not everyone went along with the home imprisonment impositions, or believed the official narrative concerning the dangers of the plague. Those who opposed the restrictions or questioned the increasingly erratic pronouncements of Erewhonâs Surgeon-General were either sent into exile, or thrown in the castle moat.
Eventually, the benighted and beleaguered people of Erewhon had had enough. Their last straw had been learning that Erewhonâs Surgeon-General had used their own taxes to create both the plague and the magic potion. But the damage had already been done. By this stage, the coins of the realm had become worthless. Starving and bankrupt, the people of Erewhon stormed the castle. Baron Redshield and Baron Darkstone and the ailing king himself rushed up to the battlements to evade the increasingly desperate and angry mob..
Sadly, that is all we have of the Saga of Erewhon. The last chapter of the tale has been lost to posterity. How does it end ? Readers will simply have to use their own imagination.
#Erewhon
âChoose your side!â
đ´BREAKING: Attorney Peter W.H. Stassen receives a heroâs welcome outside the District Court of the Northern Netherlands following the substantive hearing on the merits which took place today.
âThey know we have crucial evidence that the whole Covid-19 narrative is fakeâ
Expert witnesses Sasha Latypova and Dr Joseph Sansone, as well as claimant Reggie Dijkstra offer their reflections of the dayâs events.
@sasha_latypova@PhdSansone
'Wake up !' used to be simply a way of getting the kids out of bed.
In 2026 in the benighted West, it may now be the difference between life and death.
#WakeUp !
I recently watched a documentary called 'V for Vendetta' about a tyrannical government ultimately overthrown by its own people and I think it should be shown in all of our schools.
Dear @BorisJohnson
Would you prefer to go to prison for your role in the Covid psyop or for sacrificing millions of Ukrainians for NATO's failed attempt to defeat Russia?
Does anyone else think the government is talking up cyber threats so when we get the power cuts Net Zero has been leading us to for years, they can then blame Vladimir rather than Milliband?
@AllisonPearson
The world is on track for 2.8 degrees C of warming this century, a gross breach of international climate targets, according to a new U.N. report.
https://t.co/VyIrUIlFP9
Regime Media is still pretending that this doesnât existâŚ
Dutch Lawyer Peter Stassen just dragged Bill Gates, Albert Bourla and Mark Rutte into a Netherlands Civil Court to answer for the COVID narrative that pushed the public into experimental injections.
PLEASE SHARE EVERYWHERE
It took Andy Burnhamâs New Government less than a month - to go from âBringing Back Hopeâ to the UK to telling everyone âPrepare for the Worstâ
đA fairy tale for Halloweenđ
âFairy tales do not tell children that dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children that dragons can be killed.â
-G. K. Chesterton.
âMy mommy always said there were no monsters - no real ones - but there are.â âYes, there are, aren't there ?â
-From âAliensâ, dir. James Cameron, 1986.
Once upon a time, there was a magical land called Erewhon.
Erewhon had once been a pleasant, peaceful and prosperous land, but years of unnecessary, expensive wars with its foreign neighbours and decades of economic mismanagement had ended up taking their toll on state finances.
Reading the runes, two of Erewhonâs largest bankers, Baron Redshield and Baron Darkstone, set off to pay a visit to the countryâs elderly and ailing king, who had a young son with a debilitating mead problem, and they bore with them a cunning plan..
The next day, Erewhonâs town criers walked through the countryâs capital loudly proclaiming an ominous warning. âThe plague is coming ! The plague is coming !â
Minstrels and balladeers sang of distant foreigners dropping dead in the streets, and of other plague-ridden wretches being captured by their authorities in giant butterfly nets.
A frightened people demanded action. Erewhonâs government snapped into action. Everybody would be kept at home until the plague had passed. Erewhonâs artisans were forced to shut up shop. Churches, theatres, public places, parks and taverns were all closed, until further notice. The schools, too, were shut. Schoolchildren were sent home, and told to wear underpants on their faces. All small businesses were forcibly closed. The Sheriff of Erewhon even cancelled Christmas. But Erewhon Prime, which offered home delivery services, and McErewhon, which marketed grilled meat patties of dubious provenance, were both mysteriously allowed to operate as normal. It all seemed very odd.
Happily, Erewhonâs apothecaries soon rushed out a magic potion, which enabled those who imbibed it to visit their local tavern once again, provided they consumed a large Scotch egg while they were there, and wore underpants on their face whilst standing. The magic potion â aggressively promoted by all of the countryâs doctors â made Erewhonâs apothecaries, and most of Erewhonâs doctors, extravagantly rich. But most of the people of Erewhon got poorer. It later transpired that Barons Redshield and Darkstone had acquired Erewhonâs abandoned small businesses and homesteads for pennies on the dollar.
Erewhonâs government wasnât completely deaf to the needs of its people, who were still imprisoned in their own homes, unable to work or earn money or meet up with friends or family. Passers-by noticed that the lights in the offices of the state money printer were ablaze all day and night. The constant rumbling of Erewhonâs great money printer caused the very bricks of the state Treasury building to start to shift, and crumble. Some of Erewhonâs savvier citizenry began to quietly accumulate gold, and silver.
Not everyone went along with the home imprisonment impositions, or believed the official narrative concerning the dangers of the plague. Those who opposed the restrictions or questioned the increasingly erratic pronouncements of Erewhonâs Surgeon-General were either sent into exile, or thrown in the castle moat.
Eventually, the benighted and beleaguered people of Erewhon had had enough. Their last straw had been learning that Erewhonâs Surgeon-General had used their own taxes to create both the plague and the magic potion. But the damage had already been done. By this stage, the coins of the realm had become worthless. Starving and bankrupt, the people of Erewhon stormed the castle. Baron Redshield and Baron Darkstone and the ailing king himself rushed up to the battlements to evade the increasingly desperate and angry mob..
Sadly, that is all we have of the Saga of Erewhon. The last chapter of the tale has been lost to posterity. How does it end ? Readers will simply have to use their own imagination.
#Erewhon
@JaneSmith13579 Not really. Iâm well aware their justice was flawed and misleading. But the word still serves as a universally recognised symbol of a judicial response to crimes committed against humanity.
They're not mainstream media journalists. They're enemy soldiers.
"According to the Nuremberg Tribunal Prosecutor in 1946, âBefore every major aggression, [the Nazis] initiated a press campaign calculated to weaken their victims [âŚ] In the propaganda system, it was the daily press and the radio that were the most important weaponsâ (Office of United States Chief of Counsel for Pros-ecution of Axis Criminality, 1946, p. 1041)."
From David A Hughes, âCovid-19,â Psychological Operations, and the War for Technocracy.