In the Donbas war zones at the moment the average life expectancy of a Ukrainian soldier is 4 hours. They are now rounding up 16-year-olds and women to go into the meat grinder, as it’s known. Latest estimates are that 30,000 Ukraine troops have been killed in the battle for Bakmut alone. Overall in a year of war it’s estimated that anywhere between 250,000 and 500,000 Ukrainian troops have been killed, and three times that badly injured/maimed.
In Westminster Hall today they all cheered Zelensky, and pledged to keep the slaughter going. Any of these politicians, with a bit of research, could find out exactly who Zelensky is. Here’s a piece from the New York Post, published just as the war kicked-off a year ago…
And here’s a Mint News podcast from late last year, stating what Zelensky is all about…
Who knows if all those performing seals in Westminster Hall today know all this? If they do know it they should be immediately removed from office for being totally corrupt. If they don’t know it they should still be removed from office, for being totally ignorant cnuts.
I haven’t added (because I’m a bit tired at the moment) that the oligarch Kolomoisky stood against Poroshenko in the 2014 election (following the CIA coup). Poroshenko won the (rigged) election, and Ukraine went full-on NATO/neo-con.
But never piss-off an oligarch: Kolomoisky owned a tv station and commissioned a sitcom about a President of the Ukraine. The leading part was played by someone called Volodymyr Zelensky, a comedian and tranny.
The sitcom was so popular that a political party was formed on the back of it. This enabled Zalensky to get into power in the 2019 election.
You probably think I’m making this up.
I’m not (go look it up).
I just wish those performing seals in Westminster Hall today would look it up.
This whole almost religious support thing reminds of me the invasion of Iraq. Michael Moore (of whom I am not a fan), tried to interview all the US Senators and Congress representatives who had children of suitable age for military service. Not one of them, had a son or daughter in the military in or destined for Iraq. Yet they were all gung ho about war, glorious war.
I just wonder how many of those clowns in Westminster have a son or daughter who are at the front lines in Ukraine (not doing a Royal family photo op in fatigues)?
Well, the Windsor-Circus managers sent Henry Hewitt to Afghanistan - with the consent of the Windsors themselves - so there’s that. (I wonder what Charles Windsor was thinking when that decision was made…?)
But then, both the Windsor family and their circus managers know perfectly well (they may even have undisclosed genetic proof) that Henry is not one of them, but James Hewitt’s love-child with Diana Spencer. So there has to be a suspicion that he was sent there in hopes of him ‘dying heroically in a noble fight agains evil people’ (what a media-fest that would have been!); or perhaps in ‘an unfortunate helicopter “accident”’, like the one that was arranged for the US Navy Seals who knew the truth about the ‘killing of bin Laden in Abbottabad’ fakery.
Judging by Henry’s subsequent publicity-gathering cavortings with his missus, you can see why the managers - and the family - might have wished for that, secretly.
It’s also the case that ‘elite’ families have customarily sent their ‘spare’ sons into the military, even their own actually-legitimate offspring, where plenty of them died subsequently.
So clearly the rulers will sacrifice some of their own when it seems politic to do so. They seem to be willing to commit any abomination, in their pursuit of realpolitik. Flapping like seals for elensky (hat-tip to Alex Christoforou!) is a small piece of dishonesty, comparatively speaking.
I don’t think I’ve seen so many photos of him not wearing pseudo-military in one place. He loves dress-up as much as Johnson and is exactly the same kind of narcissist psycho. He was probably one of those comedians who is so vicious and aggressive that the audience felt they had to laugh - but that’s the Ukrainian psyche these days so no wonder he thrived on it. As for the bellows and clapping of the tame seals of Westminster… well, no polite response is possible.
I did quite enjoy the clip from Biden’s State Of The Union address shown on UK Column recently. The so-so-so sincere standing ovation was led by Kamala Harris, but the new Speaker simply sat there. No doubt signalling he is not Biden’s mate, though of course he probably is.
I know, K. I did consider that. It was usually: (male) heir inherits virtually the whole estate; spare one - military; spare two - clergy; girls - married off or semi-starved old-maidery, maybe in the ghastly role of governess, if I’ve remembered it right. But it wasn’t material to the point.
KarenEliot, I don’t know if you’ve seen today’s (Friday) UK Column. They were on a real roll. They often get bogged down with stats. Today’s edition was pure gold from start to finish…
(Note: UK column embed their video from Rumble. People in France can’t access Rumble, so the above embed is from the UK Column BitChute site)
At about the same time that Zelensky was being hailed in Westminster Hall, Roger Waters was giving a speech to the UN in New York. I’m sure that most here will be familiar with the background to this, and the longest running feud in rock history between Waters and Gilmore. Roger Water’s father was killed on the Italy beach head in 1944. Water’s was, in my humble opinion, wasting his time speaking to the UN, which is now a totally corrupt organisation (that includes the WHO). The video is 15 minutes long, and of course was widely reported by the Presstitutes…
I am in awe of Roger Water’s stand on Palestine over many years. However this speech seems to me to be rather limp. Instead of using this opportunity to castigate the UN, the deliberate abuse of the Minsk agreements, the constant move of NATO eastwards despite an agreement to the contrary, etc etc,
Instead he used “toothless” several times. His whole speech (IMHO) was toothless and a waste of a fantastic opportunity.
PatB, I understand where you’re coming from with regard to Roger Waters. I would hazard that the guy is knocking 80 years old, and you have to be a lot younger and fitter in order to successfully counter ‘the bastards’, particularly when you’re being relentlessly attacked on all fronts.
Being a dissident in our present mad times takes an awful lot of strength, both moral and mental strength, and - in the case of Waters - physical strength.
Got to agree with RobG. Guys done his bit, and to be fair, we start going mentaly rusty after 60. Am a little bothered about the money going to Ukraine when we can’t pay people properly here
LocalYokel, there are honorable exceptions, such as Rhis on this board, who can still write the hind legs off a donkey (Rhis, you’ll have to tell us what you’re on).
Generally speaking, though, you do lose it as you get older.
A good example of this is poetry. Most poets hit their peak in their 30s and 40s. Some manage to carry it on into their 50s and beyond, but not many, when it comes to the quality of what they are writing.
This of course works the other way, with many great poets writing stuff in their 20’s and even earlier, but again this is the exception to the rule.
I would guess this is because that when it comes to poetry you need life experience, and when it comes to writing extended works of literature you need both life experience and the physical ability to be able to write it.
I’m sure many will disagree with what I say here. It’s just an opinion.
A half-teaspoon of cannabis-foliage meal soaked in whisky (as a preservative! ), by mouth, twice a day, Rob; plus innate bloody-mindedness; oh, and a gram of slow-release vitC morning and evening too. Truth to tell, though, I am losing it a bit lately: can’t call up instantly familiar words that I’ve known all my adult life; suddenly can’t spell familiar words ditto…
The surgeons surveying my heart and circulation say that they’re only working at 40% efficiency - my cardio system, not the surgeons! - till they can do a valve-replacement and stents. I think that may have something to do with it. I’m absolutely buggered these days (though not yet completely fucked; African joke! ) so that may have something to do with it. Thankfully, the surgical team who’re dealing with me are reeling me in to an operation appointment right now. It’s a toss-up now between getting fixed and snuffing it: which is going to happen first… Meanwhile, I hold the fort with my daily shamanic magic sessions…
I agree with you about the zenith of poetic ability. And Roger said just recently, btw, that he’s coming up to 80 right now.
Rhis, you must find the recent UK Column bit about a “living will” (can’t remember what it’s really called). It’s a legally binding document which you can write yourself, saying things like “do not treat me with Remdesivir (or run_death_is_near as it has become known)”. Sadly with the deliberate destruction of the NHS by governments of both parties, this kind of thing seems to me to be essential.
Dr. John MacDougal, whose inspired high-starch dietary prescriptions I’ve followed for years to great benefit, has tattooed on his chest - sic! - the words “Do NOT stent. I will sue!” I guess that would qualify as a living will. Though as one who’s seen the useful effects of stents on my neighbours, I don’t think I’ll refuse them; always eclectic, me. Pick’n’mix; whatever works.
I watch most of their News and enjoyed Friday’s, yes, and the Extra was good too. Had some issues with poor internet speed meaning the video froze quite a lot in the last 20 minutes or so. Patrick Henningsen is by far their best presenter and I have a soft spot for Vanessa also. She walks the talk, brave woman.
Seeing those duds from Twitter being cross-examined was my highlight.
), by mouth, twice a day, Rob; plus innate bloody-mindedness; oh, and a gram of slow-release vitC morning and evening too. Truth to tell, though, I am losing it a bit lately: can’t call up instantly familiar words that I’ve known all my adult life; suddenly can’t spell familiar words ditto…
) so that may have something to do with it. Thankfully, the surgical team who’re dealing with me are reeling me in to an operation appointment right now. It’s a toss-up now between getting fixed and snuffing it: which is going to happen first… 
Meanwhile, I hold the fort with my daily shamanic magic sessions…