Dear Tony Blair,

14th July 2010.

Went VamaVeche on 8th July in tent which was swiftly swept away by the fiercest lightning storm I can recall, plus torrential rain’
In that comparatively short period a made some quite quick decisions.
First, it was the end of my tenting days.
Second, more profound , more in keeping with my endless surveillance of the creatures which crawl on this Planet, reinforcing all my firm convictions of existence, the sheer “terror” of reality.. the trap.. slavery.. imprisonment of all that which is presented as life.. in another guise. Women, children, love, marriage.. ”happiness” Nothing , no bigger deviation from the truth than that. Governments attempting to alleviate the pain, by “make believe” terror.. global warming.. football, a plethora of mass detraction, any means, cost, to prevent the realization surfacing. But, with instant communication suddenly available of all thoughts, no matter how puerile, a 21st century phenomenon no Government can yet control. The masses, now stirring, able to see the extent of control they are subject too. George Orwell’s theme on the subject, simply a shadow of “what is”. Tony Blair’s 10 years reign of terror unsurpassed in English history, as was his unique weapon of ”mass immigration”, which he used relentlessly to subject the population into cowering fear, afraid to open their mouths in any form of remonstration. All levels of society were exposed to this creatures determination of “control”. Blair and his henchmen formed a web comparable to both Hitler and Stalin . The three had a fixation about the individual and individuality.. it was to be eradicated by every and any means. Blair’s methods did not require concentration camps.. torture.. the crude aspects of totalitarianism. England itself has become a concentration camp, Immigrants quickly, willingly demolishing all the inherent structures of English society to the lowest possible price, the price of “existence…”

There was a twist to Tony and Cherie Blair’s “vision” She, the brains, saw what was coming, had to come, precisely, telling him to simply pack his bags, get the accumulated loot and quietly “leave”. No flags , no fanfare, no goodbye’s. A faint waive to a few “friends” very few. The country remaining in the hands of a unelected Roman Catholic, Scotch, thick head, oblivious, in his ambitious haste, to see he had been left holding the can. He huffed and he puffed frenetically his bleary way into extinction. A simple end for a simple man.


Tony Blair, enigmatic, impervious, flamboyant on the yachts and islands of the rich and oblivious, wakes, hot in the night, a kaleidoscope of thoughts…. a certain Dr Kelly…(post mortem to be kept secret for 70 years). The distractive war, ghosts of women, children and men dead in Afghanistan… the wreckage of England by his hand, strewn with the World’s Unwanted. The price still to be paid.
Blair paid them and is still paying them too come, such is his impetus. As with other men in history, he knows his destiny will have a harsh ending. Little good for him to turn to his “inner thoughts”.
Shakespeare would have demanded not only a pound of his flesh,
…………..but also the blood that went with it.

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The Bullingdon Club of 1992: pictured are (1) George Osborne, (2) Harry Mount, (3) Chris Coleridge, (4) Lupus von Maltzahn, (5) Mark Petre (6) Peter Holmes a Court, (7) Nat Rothschild, (8) Jason Gissing
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London .A city without identity.A lost labyrinth of chaos, crime , corruption and indecision, the compressed population subjected to the most draconian laws since the Middle ages each myriad face surveyed constantly by 21 st century technology…Fear, apprehension and cameras stalk the streets …….the muttering retreats

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Sunday, 13 July 2008

Cheeky boy




Cheeky boy: MP Lembit Opik. with his “bit of the other” Gabriela Irimia.
Imported by him from Romania. …..What a C**T ! Needs work on her teeth, he will probably arrange that on the NHS also.
Yer pays yer money and takes yer choice .
Our money ..their choice.
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“Alo, alo, alo… Wot av we got ere then ?
Is it all over for Legover Lembit and the Cheeky Girl?
By Helen WeathersLast updated at 9:37 AM on 15th July 2008 Daily .Mail..
As Lembit Opik splits from his Cheeky Girl fiancée, her mother launches a blistering tirade, and claims the Lib-Dem MP was only in it for the fame!... (or the other “f” word ) and she was only in it for the money.
Holiday romance: Lembit Opik and Gabriela Irimia in the Canary Islands, this passionate fling, paid quite willingly/eagerly, by the English taxpayer, was, from the start, them being dubbed the 'odd couple', even though they very publicly insisted that their surprise love affair was, in his words, a 'meeting of minds' and, in hers, like 'a mushroom - it can only get bigger'. The large amounts of Viagra Mr Lembit imbibed could only enhance that position. Indeed, shrugging off criticism that the relationship was a 'joke', Liberal Democrat MP Lembit Opik (dubbed 'Legover Lembit') and his ‘bit of the other’ Cheeky Girl Gabriela Irimia couldn't have chosen a more showily romantic way to prove wrong all those doubters who said it would never last. Spread across the glossy magazine Hello! in April, the Montgomeryshire MP announced their engagement and revealed how he'd proposed to Gabriela with a Tiffany diamond ring beside the Trevi Fountain in Rome. They talked of their love for each other, with Lembit glowing in his praise of his 25-year-old Romanian fiancée who - despite being 18 years his junior and one half of the very hot-pants- singing and dancing act. The Cheeky Girl, who actually is a slag, but his 'intellectual equal'. He described how they played Scrabble and 'enjoyed great conversations about everything from science and philosophy to value structure.' He continued: 'One glorious evening, for instance, after considerable discussion about the English working class, their present plight, immigration, those depressing subjects, we embraced a higher level ….. the concept of a perfect circle, as a geometric challenge.. which of course, one would say, is simply a load of old bollocks, but with some girls, talk is the key”… he went on rather apologetically. 'Yesterday, however, the curse of Hello! appeared to have struck again. Just three months after their Roman holiday, their relationship appears to be as dead as the Latin language. They haven't been in contact for two weeks, so it's fair to say they aren't talking about anything at all, let alone geometric challenges. The young pop singer, who once dedicated a song to Lembit called “Text Me I Love Your Money,” is reportedly ignoring his increasingly frantic text messages as their relationship of almost two years falters.
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Cheeky girl Gabriela had secret miscarriage after falling pregnant with Lembit Opik's baby
By Alex Millson D.M.
Cheeky Girl Gabriela Irimia became pregnant with MP Lembit Opik's baby - then suffered a secret miscarriage, the singer has revealed. The 25-year-old also claimed she regretted ever getting engaged to Opik, who is 18 years her senior. And she has ruled out a reunion, saying "I still love him, but he's not for me. "Gabriela told how she fell pregnant in June, at first not realising that a daily recurring illness was in fact morning sickness.
Gabriela Irimia and Lembit Opik: The MP had no idea the Cheeky Girl had fallen pregnant - or that she had a abortion. It was not until she felt stabbing pains, the hard reality and took a test realizing she was several weeks pregnant, however, Gabriela told the News of the World that she took the decision not to tell her MP lover about her common predicament as their relationship had become increasingly volatile.
The odd couple: Lembit is 18 years older than Gabriela She said: "I'll never forget the day, it was June 21, the longest day, in many ways. I just wanted to run away. I felt like I'd let everybody down, including myself." At the end of June we weren't getting on very well. There were lots of arguments over nothing. "One reason was, I kept thinking 'If I am going to keep it, what's going to happen? Would I live with him? "I'd have to give up my “career” totally and to be honest I wasn't prepared for that right now."Gabriela claims her pathetic revelation in the newspaper would be the first Mr. Opik had heard about her carelessness .Recently the MP for Montgomeryshire in Wales revealed how he had wanted to settle down and have children, falling out at the end of June, when the couple had a huge row, they have not spoken. Gabriela said: " I realised how unhappy I'd been over the past few months and decided I needed a complete break from him ."There were a lot of text messages asking for a second chance but I wouldn't reply. "I do still love him but I thought, ”This guy is not for me”.

I would now prefer someone older, less demanding, more mature, with a heavier bank balance, my mother is most emphatic that I should really step up in society, she too having no desire, wish or inclination to return to the squalor we previously lived in Romania, I now having both feet and rather as great deal of leg on the ladder, so to speak.
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From: john strange 
Sent: 02 April 2009 20:26
To: VAZ, Keith; 
Subject: Just a thought...another one.

Amongst all the grasping greed in high places during the last few years, no one has lost – lost their job, lost their heads, perhaps one or two rare lost virginities, in the inferno of sex, self adulation and remorsless power grabbing.

The recent “riots” confirm that Big Brother in full armour, is now in full control of all minds and all actions, the individual has ceased to exist, appropriately , on the first of April, all resistance to those now in power, those within the citadels, is pointless in it’s total impossibility.

The unelected Gordon Brown and the black, non American President of the United States have proved themselves triumphant over the outraged, feeble face of apathy, poverty and mass discontent.

Such is the confidence of Gordon Brown in his determination to become a cardinal of the Roman Catholic Church that he, in his now unassailable position, has decided to reform the hundreds of years old Protestant constitution in order that Roman Catholics can succeed to the English Throne.

No one, nowhere, has raised their voice in any form of protestation, seeing quite clearly that the slightest remonstration would invoke the inscrutable, quite frightening, Jack Straw, personally leading such a misguided creature to room 101, from where there is no return, other than with a enforced reverse of ”attitude”.

Such is the power and weight of Gordon Brown, his conviction, in this case, he has been politically incorrect to the extreme of not consulting Islam, who, what seems only such a short time ago, were on the verge of building minarets on Buckingham Palace, pronouncing “King Vaz the First” . Vast masses of black people thronging the Mall and spilling out into Trafalgar Square, endlessly chanting his name.

Dieu et mon droit.


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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

The European union is little more than a ingenious way of those in power allowing the free flow of cheap labour throughout Europe, accompanied by plenty of flag waving, plenty of shouting democracy and freedom. Certainly these laboring creatures are free ... free to work at the lowest subsistence level, undercutting the established work force in which ever country they flee too.. creating unrest and endless opportunities for the establishment to mouth platitudes, make promises while putting the proceeds or this plot into their deep pockets, the money to be flaunted in whichever way of displaying this wealth appeals to them … £1 million houses, a long line of horses, mistresses and Bentleys, anything that shows their personal superiority, all with a permanent, smug, contemptuous look on their public faces; knowing also, with almost undisguised satisfaction, that at any moment of every day there are a large number of alien people creeping into the woodwork legally or illegally. At Calais, there is and always will be a mass of the World’s unwanted, simply waiting for the guards to look the other way, they having been given the nod there is a demand for higher wages in England, which is rectified by simply opening the backs of lorries ….The French smile at the English naivety , doing all that is possible to help these people cross the Channel to claim “asylum” “benefits” and their “Human Rights” The French do not make France alluring for England bound beggars

There is nothing new in this situation. Throughout history, conquering nations have used the indigenous population as slaves. The “abolishment of slavery” was nothing more than a piece of paper. People are no longer flogged, branded to make them work, or used for personal gratification... The 21st century has more circumspect ways of intimidation. Watching people has become the first priority. Cameras concealed in every crevice, the police, a vast quasi military force, armed to the very teeth with the power to arrest anyone simply for looking the wrong way. The Establishment is terrified of the slightest uprising of those toiling for them; the slightest impediment which may hinder the accumulation of their wealth. The top 2% of the population now own 98% of the Worlds assets, which is not enough. They want the lot and will not sleep until they get it.

Orwell never saw this side of humanity, the stark greed... rather he saw people wanting “Control”, as with Blair. He never visualizing the dramatic results of his iron fisted grip on England, the deterioration of everything and everyone to the lowest common denominator, anyone, anyone at all, regardless, was not allowed to speak out, punished heavily in the “Courts of Law” with the threat of the word “racist” or refusing to be “politically correct” or for interfering with a person’s “Human Rights” all of these concepts being the manifestations of his wife, a barrister, who doubtlessly seeing the distinct financial gain to be made from these edicts, she, possibly the most dominant, grasping, vitriolic, vociferous woman in recent political history, without any doubt also being heavily backed by the Bush tentacles for whatever deep, political, financial motives that regime had decided on, which would account for her sheer confidence and her acrimonious contempt of everything and anyone who did not see the “situation” her way.



When she realized the deep depths of despair England had sunk into over the crushing of the individual and clearly seeing the impending financial pandemonium, the bureaucratic bludgeon being used indiscriminately at every level of society, the threats, the deliberately created overpopulation with the resulting reaction of the individual as rats in a trap, only then, struck by the stark realization, did she order the person she was married to, to pack his things and make the most impeccably timed discreet exit of any politician, taking with them their accumulated millions. A faint wave, farewell to a few friends, very few, simply leaving the country, no fluttering flags, no speeches, no anything, leaving England in the hands of a Roman Catholic Scotchman, unelected, unwanted .

The greed aspect has never openly manifested itself as in the 21st century ... Hitler had “cheap labour”... he paid nothing… but he, his party, or any other power throughout history, other than the Romans, did not have the open excesses of society now and the “disgusting excesses” as the lady said, of the West Indian sugar plant owners…which may have been the very seeds of 21st cent acceptance of greed as a God, or simply forget God and go for the money, which is about the way The United State and it’s ancillary, England, has gone.

There is the point that no one could do anything about it ... the working class chained in every conceivable way and always will be. In the “office” of the Adelaide Seaman’s Union there is a large beer stained poster showing a “Capitalist” dressed in black, waving a stick; the caption being an old one but the absolute truth.
“Workers of the World unite: you have nothing to lose but your chains”

Perhaps there is now some creeping unease in the Citadels of Brussels, London, Paris, (President Sarkozy, his current penchant for expensive, dominant females) Rome, all the rich European capitals… that as America has now gone Black ... Europe through it’s greed in letting in countless millions of black and coloured workers into Europe and given them the right to vote, there is now enough of them to vote decisively… vote all the other way... This aspect was never considered; never apparently occurred to the upper echelons; they, too busy dinning their secretaries, or their “personal trainers” buying the very latest extravaganza, the largest properties…..the biggest yachts, at the same time, breathlessly on their mobile telephones doing billions of pounds worth of “deals” which have no substance, no foundation, simply numbers on millions of computers. Enron being the first small tip of this grasp of greed. The repercussions of attempting to get a percentage of nothing has devastated the World.
Applegarth had such big ambitions. But the business model just collapsed when the credit crunch hit. Luckily for Applegarth, he walked away with a wheelbarrow of cash to ease the pain of his failure, and spent the summer playing cricket. (Guardian)
One or two did see a situation coming

The bottom line of this madness for money will culminate with minarets on Buckingham Palace, vast, black masses thronging the Mall, spilling into Trafalgar square, endlessly chanting ‘King Vaz the First” Not even a question mark as to this eventuality, not even as a long term view in the present economic chaos. Perfect time in history for Islam to make the move it has so long waited for, the physical annexation of England.

The Muslim conurbations in the peripheries will simply rise up. The plastic, plodding, beaten, obese, lethargic English will concede to Islam as it is the easy way out of a situation beyond Coronation Street, football and it’s strange moronic “heroes”.

There is no alternative for this fallen, disintegrated nation of once proud people. In the British Isles there is not another Churchill to step forward in this moment of crisis, no other voice to be heard, or more fundamentally, allowed to be heard, other than the painful, pious, platitudes from the supercilious entrenched rich who rule these Isles from their clubs in Mayfair and Pall Mall , not from the corridors of Westminster

The rest of Europe will intercede quite dramatically, the words of Enoch echoing along their inflamed streets “Rivers of Blood“.

As someone said quite recently…

“Time to emigrate”.





George Monbiot The Guardian 27th Jan 09;
It is fitting and unsurprising that the scene of the new scandal is the unelected second chamber, whose proper reform Blair and Brown have spent 12 years avoiding. The deregulation of the banks, the love affair with the neocons, the failure to tax the rich, “Peter Mandelson” ... is there any slithering cop-out that has not now returned to haunt this government?

The premise of Robert Harris's novel “The Ghost” - that Blair's premiership was the creation of a foreign intelligence service - is correct in spirit if not in substance.

For 12 years the British government has acted as an agent of other powers: the US; big business; big money; anything except the electorate.

It is hard now to believe that it was elected in a frenzy of hope very much like the excitement surrounding Barack Obama which will be short lived once it is realized that he too is possibly in the grip of “other forces”.



21st century England, the demise of the “Church of England”.

Each church now being a extremely desirable piece of real estate, the buildings themselves in the hands of skilled architects renovate into extreme attractive apartments. Personally this rot started in August 1939. I, on a school Journey (12 shillings and sixpence -old English money) for two weeks holiday in Canterbury, 38 of us. We dutifully went to the Cathedral and were enthusiasts upon by the Cannon who showed us from top to bottom, walking high amongst the bells in centuries of dust, all this in some awe. There was more to come, he invited us into his chambers, the magnificence overwhelmed us. Crystal chandeliers, silverware, highly polished furniture, space and maids looking rather as if they had stepped out of Lyons Corner house. We, dressed in very close to rags in our short trousers, holes in our socks and not so clever shirts.

He rubbed his hands together, red, cherubic face beaming and said “You boys must be thirsty” we nodded. He called out to the maids , we, waited in anticipation, lemonade perhaps ?? The women appeared with silver trays full of beautiful glasses… of water. That moment diffused all the perhaps confused conceptions I had of “Religion” I saw precisely what it was, what it stood for, in that exact moment. Other men have paid with their lives, spent their lives pouring over books writing endlessly on the subject. I can only smile at their naivety.

It was best I opened with my small story, as the now situation is simply one of deep deterioration. Without hesitation, Sunday Church has been replaced with Sunday at Sainsbury’s… it has taken half a century. If the situation had stopped simply there… It has not, there are other deeper, powerful aspects to the vacuum left by English non conformity. Islam, the modern contender for control, springs to mind, the English disparaging about this aspect….. about all.

If the full implication does not rise above Coronation Street and football, the same attitude with immigration. If Islam and immigration are not mentioned in this national establishment , then Islam and immigration are irrelevant. Full stop.

Today the price, or whatever one wishes to call it, is being paid. Parliament has allowed Islam to dispense it’s own justice in some aspects to it’s millions of followers in England by allowing ‘Sharia Law’. A creeping claw, which within the next half century will see England a Islamic State. In no way am I attempting to divert this situation by stating a fact, which it is. Parliament has also abandoned Morning Prayers in The English religion, they have decided to make it “multicultural “ after about 400 years. Time for change perhaps.

Now I am concluding that there is little difference between Islam as a State and England. Each has become totalitarian, each with it’s own emphasis, it’s own determination to crush the masses, control the masses, manipulate the masses to the satisfaction and security of a certain few, a group of people who use this total power simply to tighten their grip. Irrelevant if it is The English hierarchy who have governed for centuries and are now faced with the prospect of power being taken from them without bloodshed, a insidious creeping of the “armies of the night” as has been done with immigration, the corner stone of Islamic infiltration . The English, in their greed, desire, wish, for “Cheap Labour” overlooking all other factors in pursuing, indeed forcing it upon the Nation, inventing words such as racist and politically incorrect, for those who dare protest at the endless influx of Muslims and all others of the World’s unwanted.

No one more vehement, no one more iron fisted, no one more aggressive, no one more adamant that this process of multiculturalism is forced, iron fisted, upon the Nation than Mr. Anthony Blair in his ten years as Prime minister. Then, personally seeing the way his ideas, in all respects had fallen apart, made a exit at precisely the right moment .. no election called, no anything, simply left the situation to a unelected Roman Catholic Scotsman.

Blair must have had a wry smile as he pocketed his millions and walked away.. A very sharp operator, however, for a wife, he has possibly one of the most devious, avaricious females in recent history, she being the backbone of “all “ his insistence on “multiculturalism” and “Human Rights” she, as a barrister, making millions fiercely defending these decrees.

Local councils which now have a disproportionate number of Muslim Councilors, have suddenly taken it upon themselves, using the Anti terrorism act as an excuse, to increase their power beyond the imagination, aided by cameras and “secret cameras” hidden in “Tin cans” on lamp posts anywhere where people can be “watched” at all times. This leaves Orwell in the shadows.

The bottom line apparently is that the arrogance, greed, contempt, of the rich for the poor has brought about a situation that only now, at the start of the greatest monetary depression of all time, people from every extraction are being forced by the ruthless master, money, to take heed of what is happening . Human nature being what it is, the finger will be pointed at immigrants, aided by the rich, anything for an “out”.

All this faintly reminiscent of a certain Adolf Hitler who seized such a occasion as now to ignite the World.

I have little doubt it will happen again.


The English , over the last four decades, managed to have control taken from them by the Scottish people to the point where they control all pinnacles of power, however, while they are stuffing their bags full of loot in readiness to rush back North , knowing full well the English have stopped watching Coronation street and football… woken up rather late maybe and want them out, the situation does not end quite there, rather the reverse. Within the Capital and more emphatically in the periphery, Luton, Nottingham, Sheffield all such conurbations, Islam is deeply entrenched , but constrained, waiting for the moment for their multitudes to rise up, possibly as Gordon Brown hurriedly boards the last Express train 19.00 hrs Kings X to Edinburgh.
Islam, in it's turn, swiftly overpowering the remnants of the plastic, plodding English, but finding itself confronted by knife wielding, vast hordes of underworld thugs of all calibrations, who have no interest, conception, understanding of politics, religion… morality. "Nothing". Their sole purpose, pursuit, is violence for violence sake, a vicious, unnatural, mindless breed of creatures, unknown to these Isle in it's long history. A quite unexpected creation for the virulent left. Nihilism in a extreme never visualized. In effect making all previous imaginative or otherwise horror scenarios as a "bed time story", something once told by parents to their children to lull them peacefully asleep, before such practices were banned politically by dark people in dark places , none so secretive, so obscure, so totally committed to the destruction of England as Jack Straw, the only keyholder to room 102.
The politics of the left have broken England in every way, financially, physically, mentally, morally. The minions of the left, for whatever reason, have successfully conspired to bring all factors down to the lowest common denominator, with devastating results Their weapons were not obviously oppressive, a creeping paralysis of "free speech". Introduction of "Human Rights" and "Politically correct" procedures deviously brought in, with the emphasis being all one way… towards the endless flow of black people flooding into the country... The indigenous population incredibly accepted these dramatic changes, accepted that they were being watched, controlled by big brother night and day.. a strange resignation, despair? collapse, of a once proud people.
Future historians will ask the same question that is being asked at this moment… Why ?