Let me take you down
The next major article of mine for release – following this one obviously – which I would estimate that I am currently around two thirds of the way through writing, will be about the events immediately leading up to and after the alleged car accident in which Diana: Princess of Wales, Dodi Fayed and drunk driver, Henri Paul were all killed.
“Haven’t those events already been documented to the point of saturation Spiv?” I hear you ask?
cos i’m going to
To which I would reply: “Yes, you would certainly think so”.
Or at least that was the way that I perceived the situation – That is to say notwithstanding two or three snippets of information that I could write about but haven’t since they wouldn’t overly change much to do with what has already been published time & time again, coupled with the fact that the information is unlikely to leave anyone with a bad case of Slack-Jaw… So I haven’t bothered.
That is until last month when the moon was probably in its sixty eleventy house and Jupiter ganged up with Mars to rip the piss out of the plants being sold by Dawn from the girl-guides; who with her child-like mind is akin to that of the parasitic plant pot – and no doubt government sponsored – troll, know as Nice Jewish Girl (NJG), who has been making its self very busy on here over the last few weeks, leaving inane, monotonous comments, hoping to provoke the site moderators into a battle of words as pointless as the fucked up troll itself… Which was never going to happen since they have far better things to do with their time.
But I digress, and what I’m getting at is that what I am about to tell you probably has something or other to do with the age of the Queerie-Arse and its Klingon Horror-Scrotes – whose warped space holds no interest for me whatsoever.
Indeed John Lennon was spot on when he wrote “one thing you can’t hide, is when you’re crippled inside” and that cunt, NJG has the emotional wheelchair as testicle to the fact… Just sayin’.
Okay, enough with the idle chit-chat about the solar system, space & time, in conjunctivitis with the sewer system, human-waste & slime, because be it coincidence, good luck or a peculiar twist of fate, two things connected to the events of the 30th & 31st of August 1997happened last month, both within days of each other.
In fact so important were they, that I shelved the nearly completed, damning article on the Parisian hoax – a massive act of treason having taken place on behalf of the British and French governments – that I was working on, in favour of re-examining and documenting the crucial evidence surrounding Diana’s death.
Only this time doing so from an entirely different perspective which led to me uncovering evidence most of which has never before been revealed or which has only ever been discussed in forums.
nothing is real
Furthermore, so damaging is this new evidence that I believe – given a wide enough audience– that the information would be enough to spark a police investigation, that if run free from corruption, would without a doubt bring the establishment crashing down and see the demise of the [much hated] British Royal family.
However, this forthcoming exposé which has had to be revised, rewritten and re-worked time and again almost from the very start, as one lot of evidence opened other doors leading to me uncovering other pieces of collaborating evidence, which then had to all be somehow worked into the layout that I had originally intended.
Course, endeavouring to do so has been nothing short of a nightmare due to the sheer complexity of setting out in words, what I will begrudgingly describe as being a brilliantly orchestrated set of carefully well timed events deliberately brought about over a period of at least 30 – 50 years, all centred around Diana’s death and which were set in motion in the years before and after that main event.
and nothing to get hung about
Now, during the course of setting down in words the carefully crafted deception surrounding one night in Paris based on a re-evaluation of what I already knew about Diana’s death; along with the new evidence garnered from further research eventually led me to the Let’s Roll Community forum where in 2013 what can only be described as being; brilliant and inspirational detective work on the part of a small group of members, brought together a wealth of seemingly unconnected information – which at times during the first fifty or so pages I considered to be nothing more than these members getting carried away with themselves – which ultimately all slotted neatly into place making their findings far superior to anything even our finest detectives could have hoped to uncover.
Indeed such is the quality of this investigation that their findings go a long way to explain the reasoning behind the government orchestrated ISIS attacks that took place in Paris – or didn’t as is the case – in November 2015, which was obviously two years after the thread on Diana’s death had closed.
Likewise, the information reveals why the [alleged] latest addition to The Royal family has been christened Charlotte – again, something that these forum members could not possibly have foreseen at the time.
Strawberry Fields Forever
Therefore whilst you are waiting for me to finish putting together my findings, I would strongly urge you all to read their investigation from the very start – it is a long read but riveting in content and jaw-droppingly-brilliant as the information all comes together.
That information includes amongst other things:
The death of Paul McCartney
Jack Nicholson – good friend to Dodi Fayed (pictured together below) – and the shenanigans that took place at his house on Mulholland (think French president) Drive (think in terms of Laurel Canyon, mind control and Hollywood)
The lie that Dodi and Diana didn’t know each other until July 1997 and the lie that the treacherous British Royal family couldn’t stand Mohammed Al Fayed – a merciless gangster currently being investigated for rape.
Rift? What fucking rift?
There never was a rift – except in Tabloid Cuckoo Land of course.
Living is easy with eyes closed
In fact Diana was just as entrenched in the sordid lifestyle of the social elite as what the rest of the royal parasites are; a fact that I have maintained for years – long before I knew what I know now.
Indeed, it would appear that Gold-Digger-Smith is mirroring her Mother-in-Law’s behaviour by design. For instance, in the same way as the photos of Diana in the nude were not taken as a result of the intrusive press using every trick in the book to spy on the under siege firm – as was claimed to be the case – neither were the photos of Kate’s tits despite Little Bald Willies feigned outrage and subsequent legal action.
Ahhhh, good old Tabloid Cuckoo Land, a place where bosom buddies are handed an ever changing, totally fucking flexible script, allocated a stage name and thereafter given Cartier-Blanche to churn out conspiracy-fucked-up-theories by the cunt bucket load – did you see what I did there District Judge, Andrew John John Andrew Bert Whatever-Yafuckin’nameis?
misunderstanding all you see
That there is real journalism for you sir-with-an-insidious-tendency-to-unashamedly-think-fuck-the-law-that-your-handsomely-rewarded-position-of-privilege-and-great-responsibility-affords-you-by-sickeningly-abusing-it-at-the-request-of-powerful-sick-fucks-who-snigger-and-sneer-at-your-overinflated-sense-of-social-standing-well-fucking-done-DJ John Andrew-please-do-help-yourself-to-another-banana, beautifully scribed by myself, which some may even go as far as to say: Delightfully, dancing off the tongue, delivered with devastating effect, to a standard that most Daily Chimp tell-tale-tit-regurgitating, Monkey-Kuntz can only dribble over, having finally been twated seriously fucking hard around the head by good old Dose of Reality, informing the unlucky recipient that a good-boy-pat-on-the-bonce-here-have-a-fucking-biscuit, “uni degree”, doth maketh a scribe yee not.
Course, MSM conspiracy-fucked-up-theories do not require the bearer to wear a tinfoil hat and are believed by billions worldwide without any of them demanding some collaborating evidence.
And of course it goes without saying that in Tabloid Cuckoo Land the word of a nameless-faceless, “source closely associated with the case” or facts reported as being supplied by “a close friend of the family, who wishes to remain nameless”, instantly becomes gospel no matter how many different versions of the event Mr No-Fucking-Body and Fanny Faceless choose to mug you off with
Why lie Mo Al Fay, when you know full fuckin’ well that claim is pure bullshite?
The bullshite bit being in regard to the Joe Royals topping his son Dopi obviously – the Nazi Nancy’s bit is spot on however.
its getting hard to be someone
After all, that is clearly the Duck that we see in the above photo, busy chatting up his daughter in law, Gorilla Parker Horseface, whilst in the background Filthy Phil’s carriage awaits, which is clearly sponsored by the man whom the Greek born gangster of German descent – somewhat hypocritically – referred to as being an “oily bed-hopper”
Yet it was this very public verbal GAME of tennis which would see the “desert dwelling, carpet salesman” fire off a volley of ferocious, libellous claims and insults – luckily for him the Royal family do not or cannot sue for libel, I forget which – all of which were ferociously returned with added ‘zing’ by the Thug Mafia-Don, that alerted me to the fact that we were/are being played.
but it all works out
Course, I have no need to tell you that Phil the Greek will happily walk a discreet distance behind Bizzy Lizzy but is nonetheless without doubt, Boss: Number 1 and the head of the most perverted, sadistic, sick-fuck, inbred, crime family, arguably responsible for more mass murder, torture, raping & pillage than any other in history
Which is a track-record that the current incumbents show no sign of easing up on and thus continue to remain – without doubt – as evil, racist, morally bankrupt & criminally repugnant today, as they were when they made their millions of pounds from Slave Trading and Opiumsales (of which both occupations continue unabated although much more covertly these days), that served to make the monsters their current trillion Pound (+) fortune and biggest [stolen] land owners on the planet.
Mind you, the indisputable fact that common sense SHOULD lead you to conclude for yourself – regardless of a lifetime of indoctrination, sought out and obediently submitted to by yourselves despite of the fact that doing so was grossly detrimental to YOUR quality of life – is that the planet’s land, sea and air mass belonged to no one in the first place, thus the embarrassingly greedy-beyond-belief Piggies have in effect stolen from us, having laid claim to just about everywhere on the planet – a concept of the elite, alien to the law of nature, thus having to be rigorously enforced to the point of obsession by armed forces paid for by you the slave to protect THEIR stolen interests.
it doesn’t matter much to me
Therefore, any land that the House of Windsor claims to own is bollox, with boundaries enforced by fear and as such we are being prevented from reaping the true benefits of freedom… We really are that far removed from reality that we now embrace our warpedconcept of freedom as being something that is worth dying for because “we” (which I have used as a generalisation) are too majorly fucked up and emotionally crippled, and therefore largely ignorant to the constant bombardment of mind control techniques and forced medication/sedation that we are involuntarily force fed, unabated from the moment of inception until the time of our final breath, that “we” do not even realise that the aforementioned, fiercely protected ‘freedom’ we enjoy allows us nothing more than to live a luxurious version of a life akin to that of the incarcerated, miserable existence of lab rats, exploited without mercy… Fuck me, is it any wonder that we have to live in fear of those barbaric jihadists attacking us out of a deep resentment and ceiving jealousy of our free society.
Have a fucking word, you certainly couldn’t make that shit up. that is for sure.
Let me take you down
And of course, when you know that our perceived freedom is not freedom at all, the transparency of those evil cunts – who masquerade as paragons of virtue and whom “we” unbelievably give our permission, backed with financial reward to act in our best interests and jaw droppingly trust to actively defend what they alone are preventing us from enjoying – becomes obvious.
Therefore anyone not brain washed to the reality yet still turns a blind eye to the situation is nothing more than a snake actively aiding and abetting a sickening crime against humanity in my opinion… I despise those cowardly cunts nearly as much as I do the monsters who benefit.
cos I’m going to
And with that in mind, I feel that we should look at how that lifetime of brainwashing is crucial to the elites long term game plan and the the motives behind their hoaxes etc, etc – as that information is also crucial to the Diana caper.
Therefore, to find out how immune you are to the bullshit you only need to read the following Bush Bollox which as far as I am concerned is one of the sickest, most totally unforgivable speeches to have ever been made and depending on how you feel once having read it, you will recognise which one of the three photo categories you fit into.
Take it away Mr Shit Head:
Transcript (in full) of President Bush’s address to a joint session of Congress on Thursday night, September 20, 2001.
Mr. Speaker, Mr. President Pro Tempore, members of Congress, and fellow Americans, in the normal course of events, presidents come to this chamber to report on the state of the union. Tonight, no such report is needed; it has already been delivered by the American people.
We have seen it in the courage of passengers who rushed terrorists to save others on the ground. Passengers like an exceptional man named Todd Beamer. And would you please help me welcome his wife Lisa Beamer here tonight?
We have seen the state of our union in the endurance of rescuers working past exhaustion.
We’ve seen the unfurling of flags, the lighting of candles, the giving of blood, the saying of prayers in English, Hebrew and Arabic.
We have seen the decency of a loving and giving people who have made the grief of strangers their own.
My fellow citizens, for the last nine days, the entire world has seen for itself the state of union, and it is strong.
Tonight, we are a country awakened to danger and called to defend freedom. Our grief has turned to anger and anger to resolution. Whether we bring our enemies to justice or bring justice to our enemies, justice will be done.
I thank the Congress for its leadership at such an important time.
All of America was touched on the evening of the tragedy to see Republicans and Democrats joined together on the steps of this Capitol singing “God Bless America.”
And you did more than sing. You acted, by delivering $40 billion to rebuild our communities and meet the needs of our military. Speaker Hastert, Minority Leader Gephardt, Majority Leader Daschle and Senator Lott, I thank you for your friendship, for your leadership and for your service to our country.
And on behalf of the American people, I thank the world for its outpouring of support.
America will never forget the sounds of our national anthem playing at Buckingham Palace, on the streets of Paris and at Berlin’s Brandenburg Gate.
We will not forget South Korean children gathering to pray outside our embassy in Seoul, or the prayers of sympathy offered at a mosque in Cairo.
We will not forget moments of silence and days of mourning in Australia and Africa and Latin America.
Nor will we forget the citizens of 80 other nations who died with our own. Dozens of Pakistanis, more than 130 Israelis, more than 250 citizens of India, men and women from El Salvador, Iran, Mexico and Japan, and hundreds of British citizens.
America has no truer friend than Great Britain. (APPLAUSE) Once again, we are joined together in a great cause.
I’m so honored the British prime minister has crossed an ocean to show his unity with America.
Thank you for coming, friend.
On September the 11th, enemies of freedom committed an act of war against our country. Americans have known wars, but for the past 136 years they have been wars on foreign soil, except for one Sunday in 1941. Americans have known the casualties of war, but not at the center of a great city on a peaceful morning.
Aericans have known surprise attacks, but never before on thousands of civilians. All of this was brought upon us in a single day, and night fell on a different world, a world where freedom itself is under attack.
Americans have many questions tonight. Americans are asking, “Who attacked our country?”
The evidence we have gathered all points to a collection of loosely affiliated terrorist organizations known as al Qaeda. They are some of the murderers indicted for bombing American embassies in Tanzania and Kenya and responsible for bombing the USS Cole.
Al Qaeda is to terror what the Mafia is to crime. But its goal is not making money, its goal is remaking the world and imposing its radical beliefs on people everywhere.
The terrorists practice a fringe form of Islamic extremism that has been rejected by Muslim scholars and the vast majority of Muslim clerics; a fringe movement that perverts the peaceful teachings of Islam.
The terrorists’ directive commands them to kill Christians and Jews, to kill all Americans and make no distinctions among military and civilians, including women and children. This group and its leader, a person named Osama bin Laden, are linked to many other organizations in different countries, including the Egyptian Islamic Jihad, the Islamic Movement of Uzbekistan.
There are thousands of these terrorists in more than 60 countries.
They are recruited from their own nations and neighborhoods and brought to camps in places like Afghanistan where they are trained in the tactics of terror. They are sent back to their homes or sent to hide in countries around the world to plot evil and destruction. The leadership of al Qaeda has great influence in Afghanistan and supports the Taliban regime in controlling most of that country. In Afghanistan we see al Qaeda’s vision for the world. Afghanistan’s people have been brutalized, many are starving and many have fled.
Women are not allowed to attend school. You can be jailed for owning a television. Religion can be practiced only as their leaders dictate. A man can be jailed in Afghanistan if his beard is not long enough. The United States respects the people of Afghanistan — after all, we are currently its largest source of humanitarian aid — but we condemn the Taliban regime.
It is not only repressing its own people, it is threatening people everywhere by sponsoring and sheltering and supplying terrorists.
By aiding and abetting murder, the Taliban regime is committing murder. And tonight the United States of America makes the following demands on the Taliban:
— Deliver to United States authorities all of the leaders of Al Qaeda who hide in your land.
— Release all foreign nationals, including American citizens you have unjustly imprisoned.
— Protect foreign journalists, diplomats and aid workers in your country.
— Close immediately and permanently every terrorist training camp in Afghanistan. And hand over every terrorist and every person and their support structure to appropriate authorities.
— Give the United States full access to terrorist training camps, so we can make sure they are no longer operating.
These demands are not open to negotiation or discussion.
The Taliban must act and act immediately.
They will hand over the terrorists or they will share in their fate. I also want to speak tonight directly to Muslims throughout the world. We respect your faith. It’s practiced freely by many millions of Americans and by millions more in countries that America counts as friends. Its teachings are good and peaceful, and those who commit evil in the name of Allah blaspheme the name of Allah.
The terrorists are traitors to their own faith, trying, in effect, to hijack Islam itself.
The enemy of America is not our many Muslim friends. It is not our many Arab friends. Our enemy is a radical network of terrorists and every government that supports them.
Our war on terror begins with al Qaeda, but it does not end there.
It will not end until every terrorist group of global reach has been found, stopped and defeated.
Americans are asking “Why do they hate us?”
They hate what they see right here in this chamber: a democratically elected government. Their leaders are self-appointed. They hate our freedoms: our freedom of religion, our freedom of speech, our freedom to vote and assemble and disagree with each other.
They want to overthrow existing governments in many Muslim countries such as Egypt, Saudi Arabia and Jordan. They want to drive Israel out of the Middle East. They want to drive Christians and Jews out of vast regions of Asia and Africa.
These terrorists kill not merely to end lives, but to disrupt and end a way of life. With every atrocity, they hope that America grows fearful, retreating from the world and forsaking our friends. They stand against us because we stand in their way.
We’re not deceived by their pretenses to piety.
We have seen their kind before. They’re the heirs of all the murderous ideologies of the 20th century. By sacrificing human life to serve their radical visions, by abandoning every value except the will to power, they follow in the path of fascism, Nazism and totalitarianism. And they will follow that path all the way to where it ends in history’s unmarked grave of discarded lies. Americans are asking, “How will we fight and win this war?”
We will direct every resource at our command — every means of diplomacy, every tool of intelligence, every instrument of law enforcement, every financial influence, and every necessary weapon of war — to the destruction and to the defeat of the global terror network.
Now, this war will not be like the war against Iraq a decade ago, with a decisive liberation of territory and a swift conclusion. It will not look like the air war above Kosovo two years ago, where no ground troops were used and not a single American was lost in combat.
Our response involves far more than instant retaliation and isolated strikes. Americans should not expect one battle, but a lengthy campaign unlike any other we have ever seen. It may include dramatic strikes visible on TV and covert operations secret even in success.
We will starve terrorists of funding, turn them one against another, drive them from place to place until there is no refuge or no rest.
And we will pursue nations that provide aid or safe haven to terrorism. Every nation in every region now has a decision to make: Either you are with us or you are with the terrorists.
From this day forward, any nation that continues to harbor or support terrorism will be regarded by the United States as a hostile regime. Our nation has been put on notice, we’re not immune from attack. We will take defensive measures against terrorism to protect Americans. Today, dozens of federal departments and agencies, as well as state and local governments, have responsibilities affecting homeland security.
These efforts must be coordinated at the highest level. So tonight, I announce the creation of a Cabinet-level position reporting directly to me, the Office of Homeland Security. And tonight, I also announce a distinguished American to lead this effort, to strengthen American security: a military veteran, an effective governor, a true patriot, a trusted friend, Pennsylvania’s Tom Ridge.
He will lead, oversee and coordinate a comprehensive national strategy to safeguard our country against terrorism and respond to any attacks that may come. These measures are essential. The only way to defeat terrorism as a threat to our way of life is to stop it, eliminate it and destroy it where it grows.
Many will be involved in this effort, from FBI agents, to intelligence operatives, to the reservists we have called to active duty. All deserve our thanks, and all have our prayers. And tonight a few miles from the damaged Pentagon, I have a message for our military: Be ready. I have called the armed forces to alert, and there is a reason.
The hour is coming when America will act, and you will make us proud.
This is not, however, just America’s fight. And what is at stake is not just America’s freedom. This is the world’s fight. This is civilization’s fight. This is the fight of all who believe in progress and pluralism, tolerance and freedom.
We ask every nation to join us.
We will ask and we will need the help of police forces, intelligence service and banking systems around the world. The United States is grateful that many nations and many international organizations have already responded with sympathy and with support — nations from Latin America to Asia to Africa to Europe to the Islamic world.
Perhaps the NATO charter reflects best the attitude of the world: An attack on one is an attack on all. The civilized world is rallying to America’s side.
They understand that if this terror goes unpunished, their own cities, their own citizens may be next. Terror unanswered can not only bring down buildings, it can threaten the stability of legitimate governments.
And you know what? We’re not going to allow it.
Americans are asking, “What is expected of us?”
I ask you to live your lives and hug your children. I know many citizens have fears tonight, and I ask you to be calm and resolute, even in the face of a continuing threat.
I ask you to uphold the values of America and remember why so many have come here.
We’re in a fight for our principles, and our first responsibility is to live by them. No one should be singled out for unfair treatment or unkind words because of their ethnic background or religious faith.
I ask you to continue to support the victims of this tragedy with your contributions. Those who want to give can go to a central source of information, Libertyunites.org, to find the names of groups providing direct help in New York, Pennsylvania and Virginia. The thousands of FBI agents who are now at work in this investigation may need your cooperation, and I ask you to give it. I ask for your patience with the delays and inconveniences that may accompany tighter security and for your patience in what will be a long struggle.
I ask your continued participation and confidence in the American economy. Terrorists attacked a symbol of American prosperity; they did not touch its source.
America is successful because of the hard work and creativity and enterprise of our people. These were the true strengths of our economy before September 11, and they are our strengths today.
And finally, please continue praying for the victims of terror and their families, for those in uniform and for our great country. Prayer has comforted us in sorrow and will help strengthen us for the journey ahead. Tonight I thank my fellow Americans for what you have already done and for what you will do.
And ladies and gentlemen of the Congress, I thank you, their representatives, for what you have already done and for what we will do together.
Tonight we face new and sudden national challenges. We will come together to improve air safety, to dramatically expand the number of air marshals on domestic flights and take new measures to prevent hijacking.
We will come together to promote stability and keep our airlines flying with direct assistance during this emergency.
We will come together to give law enforcement the additional tools it needs to track down terror here at home.
We will come together to strengthen our intelligence capabilities to know the plans of terrorists before they act and to find them before they strike.
We will come together to take active steps that strengthen America’s economy and put our people back to work.
Tonight, we welcome two leaders who embody the extraordinary spirit of all New Yorkers, Governor George Pataki and Mayor Rudolph Giuliani.
As a symbol of America’s resolve, my administration will work with Congress and these two leaders to show the world that we will rebuild New York City.
After all that has just passed, all the lives taken and all the possibilities and hopes that died with them, it is natural to wonder if America’s future is one of fear.
Some speak of an age of terror. I know there are struggles ahead and dangers to face. But this country will define our times, not be defined by them.
As long as the United States of America is determined and strong, this will not be an age of terror. This will be an age of liberty here and across the world.
Great harm has been done to us. We have suffered great loss. And in our grief and anger we have found our mission and our moment.
Freedom and fear are at war. The advance of human freedom, the great achievement of our time and the great hope of every time, now depends on us.
Our nation, this generation, will lift the dark threat of violence from our people and our future. We will rally the world to this cause by our efforts, by our courage. We will not tire, we will not falter and we will not fail.
It is my hope that in the months and years ahead life will return almost to normal. We’ll go back to our lives and routines and that is good.
Even grief recedes with time and grace.
But our resolve must not pass. Each of us will remember what happened that day and to whom it happened. We will remember the moment the news came, where we were and what we were doing.
Some will remember an image of a fire or story or rescue. Some will carry memories of a face and a voice gone forever.
And I will carry this. It is the police shield of a man named George Howard who died at the World Trade Center trying to save others.
It was given to me by his mom, Arlene, as a proud memorial to her son. It is my reminder of lives that ended and a task that does not end.
I will not forget the wound to our country and those who inflicted it. I will not yield, I will not rest, I will not relent in waging this struggle for freedom and security for the American people. The course of this conflict is not known, yet its outcome is certain. Freedom and fear, justice and cruelty, have always been at war, and we know that God is not neutral between them.
Fellow citizens, we’ll meet violence with patient justice, assured of the rightness of our cause and confident of the victories to come.
In all that lies before us, may God grant us wisdom and may he watch over the United States of America. Thank you.
Now how does that make you feel?
I really, really hope you are at stage ‘C’
You see, that often repeated mantra warning that time is running out is now entering the critical stage. That is blatantly obvious by:
- the massive increase in extremely poorly put together and amateurishly executed false flags taking place
- the relentless, contradictory, bizarre, totally untrue and blatantly impossible ISIS propaganda onslaught brought to us via endless cringe inducing articles, written by useless numpty-muppet-cunts hoping to leave us screaming in fear and vomiting in horror at the imminent invasion of jihadists and the agonising torture that they will then subject us to
- the blatant racist propaganda being openly rammed down our throats and displayed everywhere that we look via every and any means possible, whilst the Westminster-Paedo-Puppet’s cynically continue to tell us that Muslims are not our enemy, with all the sincerity of Russell Brand telling us he is here to lead an uprising against the ‘Elite’ – who pull his strings.
- the only crimes being reported on in the newspapers – hysterically done so with repetitive outrage and feigned revulsion – are the non-crimes of name calling and criticising the government over social media, with severe, totally OTT sentences being dished out as a deterrent to stop anyone expressing an opinion contrary to the one we are ordered to hold.
- It isn’t a coincidence that North Korea tested a hydrogen bomb leaving the UN Security Council to parody a group of troubled, troubled fellas troubled by the troubles brought about by their troubles, troubling them… Tsk, Tsk, that is all we need and couldn’t have happened at a worse possible time what with Syria going off and shit. Indeed a team of highly skilled diplomats will have all on to prevent WW3 kicking off – so Camercunt will probably give John Prescott a bell.
We are in fact months away from questioning any version of events issued by the wet-lipped, dough-skinned, cringe-inducing, wet-farts in government becoming a crime, thus removing the obstacles currently faced by QC’s when prosecuting whistleblowers under the banner of harassment.
nothing is real
Indeed I am sure that those obstacles are painfully obvious to anyone who has followed this site for the past year and a half.
After all my appeal against my conviction of a non-crime is being opposed by one of the country’s top barristers who also sits as a high court judge, namely Tony Abel.
Abel is insisting that the conviction should stand on the basis that I committed the offence under a sub-section of the law that he made up him-fucking-self and I am not even fucking joking.
However, I cannot say too much because the Appeal Judge has – I love this bit – ordered a total ban on reporting about the court case and appeal, with her decision being based on the fact that she was not going to allow ME to turn the appeal into a Media Circus, after Honest John AKA, Tony Abel told her in so many words that I had only asked for the appeal because I craved media attention.
PHOTO: Honest as the day is long… Probably
And with Abel being the Judiciary’s equivalent of John Wayne, I can only assume that Judge Una Biased accepted Big T’s word for it, and I gotta be honest and say that he certainly didn’t impress me with his Barristerial skills, which seemed to me from where I was standing to consist of him saying something along the lines of :
“you did it didn’t you… Go on, admit it, you are guilty as charged so there is no point in denying it… Come on, own up, the guilt is written right the way across your face… So I will once again put it to you that you did it… didn’t you… You did, you did it and that is all there is to it… Own up for fucks sake… Fuck it, look Judge F.W Woolworth Andsons(go me, I fucking knew his name would come back to me eventually), I’m sorry to have to ask you this, but as you can see we are just wasting time here, so can we just have it accepted by the court that he is guilty as you fucking like… I am after all, Tony Abel, don’t forget”.
Therefore it must be the clout he carries that allows him to make such a ridiculous claim and have it readily accepted by a trial judge.
and nothing to get hung about
After all, since she didn’t feel the need to find out if there was any truth to the total tosh, which would have involved her simply looking me in the eye and asking me if the prostituting barrister is correct in his assertion yet she didn’t, I can only conclude that she is under the misapprehension that Tony the Tiger would not lie to her.
That fact in turn rather worryingly means that she thinks that I loved the way in which the National and International Press libelled me with their blatant misreporting of the facts, which would have been read by millions, upon millions of people (it was after all an international joint effort in the brutal art of character assassination). After all, the press did go all out in their endeavours, what with the dozens of articles coming complete with side boxes and the most unflattering photos of myself, selected from the batch of rapid fire snaps taken by a PA photographer astute enough to know that I would have to exhale sooner or later… Cunt.
In fact Judge Fair Lady must be under the impression that I had repeatedly cum in my pants at the way that the presstittutes had portrayed me as being a sleazy, thick cunt, lowlife with nowt better to do than contact bereaved families to laugh at their loss… Because that is how the useless Monkey-Kuntz portrayed me.
So, with that being the case I am already being subjected to prejudice and bias which certainly cannot be in my favour since she is keen to make sure that I do not feed my craving for press attention and took steps to make sure that I do not get a chance of a repeat dose of humiliating character assassination.
Strawberry Fields forever
Indeed, I wouldn’t be surprised if God’s Barrister hadn’t let the good lady judge know what I was like at the hearing that I wasn’t invited to and which I quite ironically only found out about because of a subsequent press report on the proceedings.
After all, if I was craving press attention then it would be logical to suspect me of relishing seeing my daughter terrified out of her fucking mind, at the very real prospect of our home once again being fire bombed, since that was her reaction last time following the paedo-protecting-penis-breathed-press pointing any prospective brain-dead-avenging-patriot in the direction of where to find me.
And of course with that being the case, we have a prosecutor deliberately trying to stitch me up in order to protect the perverse and corrupt filthy-fucks-in-power being exposed and that is what passes for justice in this sick reality of theirs.
No one I think
After all, Tony White-Hat wouldn’t call for a blanket ban on reporting of the case because of trivialities such as his making up of the law, and certainly not because of the minor details such as the corrupt flouting of the law employed at the original trial, or even in an effort to hide the fact that I am still being denied my right to a fair trial, would he?
Meanwhile, the trial by jury listed to be heard at Basildon Crown Court sometime within the fortnight beginning on the 21st of September 2015 for possessing ONE… Count it… ONE LEGAL… understand? Legal? as opposed to illegal… PHOTOGRAPH CLASSED AS A CLASS C INDECENT IMAGE OF A CHILD BY NO ONE ELSE EXCEPT THE CPS, WHO HAVE PREVIOUSLY TWICE CLASSED THE IMAGE AS NOT BEING INDECENT AND TO PREVENT THE IMAGE’S STATUS BEING CALLED INTO QUESTION EVER AGAIN FORMALLY DECLARED THE TWO RULINGS AS AN ACCEPTABLE DEFENCE FOR POSSESSING THE IMAGE SHOULD THE MATTER EVER ARISE IN THE FUTURE… You couldn’t make that shit up and I rather suspect that is the reason that the case was inexplicably withdrawn from the court listings in September and later made subject to a bizarre case management hearing in December.
The trial is now meant to take lace sometime this year but I am not holding my breath.
Course there should have been no arrest and search in the first place, let alone an illegal one resulting in the theft of my property.
is in my tree
Neither should there have ever been the blatant disregard for wasting public money (to what surely must now amount to a cost totalling somewhere around the one million Pound mark), not to mention the wasting of police manpower (of which there has been to my knowledge alone, a team of no less than 6 police officers at CID level) who have wasted 18 months worth of protecting the public who pay their wages, because they were too busy trying to find some wrongdoing to charge me with (there is none).
Not that the criminal cunts ever considered being unable to find any evidence of wrongdoing on my part, a problem.
After all, why would such detail become a hurdle when all they needed to do was stitch me up… At least it wouldn’t have been a hurdle had they not cocked that up to (fucking amateurs, who if brains were dynamite they still wouldn’t scorch the inside of their skulls during the course of a prolonged sneezing fit).
And as a lot of you already know, having failed in their efforts to stitch me up – which, had the sick cunts been successful, the perverted-paedo-pigs would have achieved their goal by condemning my much loved grandson – an innocent baby – to a life far too horrific to even bare thinking about.
So having made a complete fuck up of that too, the Bacon Fat had to back peddle and drop the 80 -100 child porn images that they had planted, without explanation as to why they had dropped the charges… I mean, if those 80-100 images were on my computer then there would have been no need to drop the charges would there? … Well not the child poirn images anyway but I can’t see that the dopey cunts would have secured a conviction on the images such as a the Led Zeppelin album cover that they had charged me with, having taken it off their own bat to declare the record cover as being a Class C Child porn image… Note, they had charged me with having the record cover on my computer, not just questioned me about it.
Course, despite you all having my expressed permission to demand answers from the HCPC as to why two social workers were collaborating with the Bacon Butties by actively fabricating evidence to pave the way to steal my Clayton, you still won’t get one. Indeed, I have had to work bleedin’ hard just to get the case reopened for the third time, after the officer investigating my complaint ignored the indisputable multitude of evidence that I provided the HCPO with, whilst having twice now closed the case claiming to have found nothing amongst the damning evidence that I have twice had to provide them with.
And for those who don’t know, that indisputable evidence contained proof of the two social workers breaking the law, and proof of collusion with the police, which was clearly a risk that they were both prepared to take in order to condemn a much loved, well cared for baby to a life of abuse… Come now you dirty shit-houses, you didn’t really think that I would let it drop did you?
However, get this, despite the HCPC now going against their own code of practice by refusing to discuss the investigation with those who had also made a complaint about the pair and had my written permission to discus the case, there are ways and means that these complainants can still find out information about cases of wrongdoing.
it must be high or low
You see, despite such unhelpfulness pointing directly to the HCPC being involved in an attempted whitewash to try and exonerate the harridans of any wrongdoing, you can still find out what you want to know by submitting a Freedom Of Information request, which is exactly what my friend Christopher Ricketts did in his quest to have these two women prosecuted.
And guess what?
My case against the two baby-snatchers is not subject to the laws governing the Freedom of Information Act (article and proof to come at a later date).
Indeed, things really are not going well for these monsters which has now led to the cunts –none of whom should be allowed anywhere near children the sick, sick, sick, fucks – desperately trying to justify the enormous waste of public money and police manpower that has been used up to silence me.
Course, they are also desperately trying to keep a lid on the extremely serious criminal offences committed by members of the corrupt, unfit for purpose, Essex, Metropolitan and Greater Manchester, Police Cuntstablaries, perpetrated against me and my family, whilst at the same time made the task all the more difficult for themselves by having had a knee-jerk reaction, brought about by them being spooked by my open letter asking the Essex Chief Constable, Ste-Kav, and the unfit for purpose Essex PCC, Nicky A, why they were lying to me and passing me disinformation as to why my extremely serious complaint against the police wasn’t being investigated in regard to the unforgivable criminal behaviour of 7 thug, bacon butties operating out of Southend Central Pig Pen, who were sent to my home to arrest me and take my property without arrest or search warrant and in violation of Code B of PACE.
that is you can’t you know
You can find that open letter which prompted the corrupt Essex Police Chief to issue me with an illegal court summons – and in doing so, he broke the law again.
The full and accurate details of that open letter can be found HERE
However, the fact that I have fuck all to hide whilst you Mr Kavanagh sir cannot find a fucking closet half way big enough, is of extreme concern to me.
and of course I did copy Jimmy the Dud into that letter… For those of you who do not know who Jimmy the Dud is, he is my dribbly lipped MP who refuses to acknowledge that I even exist, yet continues to fraudulently draw the vast misappropriation of public funds that is handed to him under the bizarre guise as being his salary… Someone really ought to point out to the Right
Honourable Horrible MP that in order to be eligible for a salary you have to actually do the fucking job that you are paid for… You too are a fucking disgrace and I ain’t havin’ it.
So, in a nutshell, the Establishment have had to resort to charging me with two counts of Conspiring to express an opinion, two counts of Using a website (my own) to write some words, and one count of possession of having a legal photo on my computer… And to anyone who is unfamiliar with what has gone on, you ought to be aware that I am neither lying or exaggerating.
Indeed, I can almost see the criminals huddled round a computer reading this and wondering what they can charge me with… I suppose that if they get really stuck then they could always make up a crime – pretty much in the same way that they gave the photographs an obscene image category rating after they found them on the computers, that they stole, whilst trespassing on my property, in the middle of the night, blatantly thinking that they were big men in their playsuits… Then again, four against one is brave for those cunts.
Still, I suppose that they could try nicking me for GBWH – Grievous Badly Written Harm… Or if they were a little nervous about whether they could secure a conviction on that, then they could always go for the slightly less serious charge of Wording with Intent… I’m sure that would be a guaranteed result for the Gammon Steaks.
but it’s all right, that is
And with that in mind you quickly realise that there is no end to the lengths that these monsters will not go to in order to bring their plans to fruition and no one is exempt from playing their part in achieving that goal.
Course, I really shouldn’t jest as this is a seriously dangerous time for us all… Especially me… On second thoughts, fuck em, let’s have a proper laugh at the funny little oinks.
Now, I have no doubt whatsoever that such is the contempt that we are held in by those who have an unwavering belief that they have a divine right to rule, that they take a perverse pleasure in taking the piss out of us in an in-ya-face-surely-not type of way.
For instance, the dictated ‘facts’ surrounding the Holocaust – which are unbelievably protected by law in some countries, with jail time awaiting anyone brave enough to point out the blatant lies and inaccuracies in the official narrative – appear to have been fabricated in order to specifically tick another of the many boxes which have to be ticked, as a seemingly non-negotiable requirement of events which have to happen in order to continue in their the pursuit to bring about a NWO.
Course, quite why these events which the available evidence suggests were meticulously planned thousands of years ago, with many researchers investigating the 13 bloodline families – looking for ways to thwart the plans of the faceless, evil entities at the tit end of the pyramid– being led to the conclusion that the old testicle of the bible has a set of hidden codes written into its pages, thus making the gospel (go spell) in effect, the rule book setting out the requirements leading to something of great importance that has to take place at some pre-designated point in the future, and be significant enough to become a defining point in history – the Holocaust for example.
The codes reportedly also set out the individual, history making events, that MUST also take place in order to bring about the aforementioned periods in time, which will inevitably have a profound influence in the shaping of attitudes and progression of life for future generations.
It also appears that these singular events must have a symbolic meaning and HAVE TO take place on a specific date, at a specified location, which will have been derived at and sanctioned based on esoteric events which will have taken place prior to the current event (9/11 for example) – as well as the event being interlinked to other defining moments in history, usually via means of numerology, astrology and doubtlessly many other ologies that I have never even heard of, let alone understand.
In turn these events will be laden with hidden off shoots which will act as the groundwork for other future events, specified within the hidden codes and marked down as having to take place – so it is really quite ironic that the codes are contained within the pages of a book full of supposedly true short stories.
I think it’s not too bad
Nevertheless I do not believe for a minute that there is anything remotely near the truth in the old fanny because the tall tales contain bullshit the likes of which will never again be matched in a work of non-fiction… Course, that claim will be redundant should the Chimp ever change to a book format.
Worse still, there is not a single shred of contributing evidence to back up the mug-making tall tales found within in the holy book, containing a whole lot of holes in the ripping yarns.
For instance, all of the short stories, supposedly based entirely on factual events are all linked together via this kingdom owning old fella, whose real name is never revealed but seems happy enough to be referred to by his nickname: God… And that is supposed to be believable!
But it gets better.
Let me take you down
You see, despite the fella being thousand upon oodle-thousands of years old, he still gets up every morning at 5.30 AM to oversee the smooth running of his kingdom – at which point I began to become a little skeptical since I don’t know anyone over a hundred who would still go to work everyday, let alone anyone over a 1000 years old.
But the story gets even more fantastical,since according to those who would belittle me for what I claim to be true – all of which is evidenced backed – wholeheartedly believe that this sprightly old fella living in the clouds is still about today and always wears a white dress (except for on special occasions) to compliment his mane of long, white hair and magnificent example of a beard & moustache.
Moreover, he may not wear high heels with his dress but he is never out of those nerdy sandals favoured by train spotters,.. What the fuck is that all about.
Mind you he does at least wear his ‘Jesus Creepers’ on his bare feet, as opposed to wearing the beige or light green coloured short socks favoured by many a dick-head
cos I’m going to
But hey, the God-Squad brand people like me as crazy because we believe that our government are perverted gangsters and they still don’t buy it when they are shown the evidence, whereas they see no need whatsoever to produce the slightest bit of evidence for their bat shit crazy beliefs about him upstairs!
I mean, fuck me, imagine if this information wasn’t mainstream and I stumbled across it, well you can imagine how well it would be received can’t you:
“Here, listen to what I have found out. Apparently there is this proper old fella – and I mean proper fucking old – who has this Kingdom floating about up yonder. Now despite his advanced years, he’s as fit as a fucking fiddle and although he appears to have aged normally right up until I would guess around the 60-70 year old mark he simply stopped fucking aging after that… But anyway, like I say, despite being in his late thousands he is fit as a fiddle and doesn’t need a stair lift to get home or fuck all.
Then again who would need one of those space abusing, slow contraptions when you can simply just float on up into the sky like he does? … Course I realized that a few of you might think that is total bollocks but I have it on proper good authority that every fucking word that I’m about to tell you is gospel.
So like I say, whenever this mush mingles with us lot down here, come home time he simply floats home and he’s indoors with his feet up and a cup of tea on the chair arm before you can s… On seconds thoughts, forget I ever mentioned the old bollox”
Course, the fact that people fall for this old fanny in their millions, just goes to back up what I said earlier about people unquestioningly believing any old bollox regardless of how preposterous the content may be, just so long as the info comes via the mainstream.
Yet if you think that the floaty bit sounds iffy, you wait till you read this next bit.
You see, whilst the old fella appears intent on living forever, his Kingdom is ironically staffed exclusively by the resorts residents, who I am assured are all brown-fucking-bread.
And get this; being dead is one of the two requirements that must be met in order for a person to be allowed residency up there.
Now this place of his which he calls heaven is a bit of a mystery due to lack of photos, but I imagine the place to be a bit like a Butlins holiday camp type set up although I could be wide of the mark because of the photo shortage.
After all, I have never actually been up there to see what it is like.
As to the other stipulation required to gain entrance, well it seems that you have to have behaved yourself good and proper while you were alive, and don’t even think of trying to blag your way in because the doorman is none other than that legendary Pete fella who use to hang about with the boss’s son, Jesus – no doubt named after his old man’s favourite footwear.
nothing is real
I would imagine that Pete was made head doorman because he has memorised every last detail about every one in the world.
Mind you, disregarding what I said about blagging your way in past him, I suppose that if you really wanted to get in you could always try a little bit of intimidation, being as Pete the Feet may well have a memory for detail second to none, but he hasn’t got the bottle to match being as I was told that he proper shit himself when he was clocked and confronted about his involvement with Jesus – who is reckoned to be the spitting image of his old man, despite the vast proper fucking big age difference, and cept for the fact that Jesus had blonde locks back then.
However, having said that and to be fair, that was a long fucking time ago so it wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest if it now turns out that old JC also has hair as white as snow… Which I should point out that I only mention because there’s me having spent months trying to convince you all that people who look exactly the same are as rare as rocking horse shit, only for me now to be waffling on about a pair of fellas who are identical to each other in every way.
and nothing to get hung about
Mind you, to be fair to myself when I made the claim I wasn’t including family members in the mix and besides, I would never claim that Jesus and his old man are the same fella.
After all, common fucking sense tells you that the age difference would make it impossible to be one and the same, in the same way that I would never claim that the old Dame, Helen Mirren – who fair play to her was never shy about getting her tits out – is also the bird who stars in the Hunger Games films… Which as it happens are a trio of films which are more than likely to be a probable clue as to what is in store for us… You know who I’m on about, don’t cha… That Jenny Nice-Tits Whatsaname bird?
Here, this is who I mean along with comparison photos of Helen Mirren.
And no, there was no need to show her tit… But I like tits okay? Jheeez, so fucking shoot me… Actually I shouldn’t say that in the present climate, but do bear in mind that if I do die or disappear “they” did give me prior notice of their intent.
And I wish I was joking, but I’m fucking not and that is another reason for putting this article out because I would hate to die without exposing the greatest illusion ever performed, which although over halfway written, still has a long way to go.
So this is a kind of taster of what is to come.
Strawberry Fields forever
But I digress, so as I was saying; Pete the doorman shit himself after Jesus went and got nicked because that snake in the grass, Judas Escargot went and grassed him up to the ‘Brotherhood’ who like now, were at the time hiding behind the respectability of religion.
Course, it is hard to get to the bottom of exactly why JC got nicked but it seems likely that it was for touching up leopards – as in the sick people who fall to pieces, not the spotted, fast fuckers belonging to the Big Cat family – cue a barrage of unfunny jokes all asking if I am referring to Kat Slater, a character from the BBC soap-opera, EastEnders.
Mind you, it’s probably best not to ask how the old white hippy from heaven (who sounds to me suspiciously like Kenny Rogers in drag), has a son, what with him never being married.
You see, according to the geriatric fella known locally as Holy Moses, having kids outside marriage is a strict no-no – which was rather hypocritically told to him by the weirdy beardy man himself… You couldn’t make this shit up.
But it’s true because it is right there in the holy book. Now according to the storyline the really, really, really old man told Holey Moses about this ruling and another dozen or so (it may be less, I’m not an egg-spurt on the testicles, but it was at least ten) after contacting him by … errr… fuck it, there is no way of putting a spin on it, Holy Moses was contacted by a burning bush, which was Kenny God’s mode of communication back then.
So Holy Moses answers the bush, burns his fucking ear before putting it onto speaker bush, after which Ken God tells him to pick up the hammer and chisel on top of the pile of paving slabs that he’d had delivered over yonder.
Course, Holy Moses doesn’t tell him to ‘fuck off’ and instead proceeds to carve into the slabs the 10-15 rules that Kenny thinks people should live by.
Now, I am not proper clued up on these rules but I am sure there is a clause or something contained within one of the slabs which frowns on having children out of wedlock, which as I say kinda makes Kenny a hypocrite.
Anyway, Holey Moses is proper fucked when he finally puts down the hammer and chisel as he isn’t a young man himself anymore. He then stands up stretches his back and says “right, I’m off Ken, catch you later” only for Ken God to reply – via the burning bush – “hang on Holy Moses you gotta take the slabs with ya you silly old sausage”, which fair play to Holey Moses he again did as he was told although I reckon that by doing so was the beginning of the end for the game old boy.
Now, I don’t actually buy into the Reptilian thing but fuck me it is a lot more plausible than that bible nonsense and no messin’… Yet the masses dismiss those who do believe the Reptilian theory as being cranks… Double fucking standards or what!
But all the same, it appears that each of these events hidden within the old testicles have to take place – or at worst the masses have to be conned into believing that they have taken place – in sufficient numbers so as the ‘chosen ones’ can progress with their plans for the NWO
Moreover, for reasons that I am not privy to, these events, hoaxes, false flags, psyops or whatever you want to call them have to be carried out with our permission. In other words, their game plan has to be revealed before it is allowed to go ahead.
Course, not many of us are going to say, “sure, you have my permission to bring down the WTC in order to start a never ending war, allowing you to steal the world’s resources, further enslave us all and vilify the Muslim population at the cost of millions of innocent lives”.
So to get round the problem the snidey bastards make their intentions known via a load of cryptic messages, usually – but not exclusively hidden within Hollywood blockbusters.
Always no sometimes
Course, unless you know what to look for, the pre-advertising is not discovered until after the event, which is what the scum rely on, since you can’t object to something if you don’t know that something is going to happen and in the fucked up rules governing the progression of the NWO, our silence is taken as being consent.
And as I say, it isn’t so much that the event has to achieve its aim or even happen like it is supposed to, just so long as it is perceived by the vast majority to have done so.
For instance, the Holocaust – one of the biggest money spinners in history yet the story is a complete fraud, yet the official facts are given the force of law… Now how the fuck can that be right?
Course, in the case of the Holocaust the criteria would appear to be the slaughter of 6 million Jews, with the all important total being the last of the a succession of references to the slaughter of 6 million Jews.
Yet the true figure is around 500,000 to 1.5 Million Jews most of who were killed by disease, the weather and starvation brought about by supply lines to the camps being bombed by Fat Winnie the Shit – a vile nonce who sold Great Britain down the drain, yet so distorted is history that the affront to all that is good has been elevated to national hero status.
think it’s me
Indeed, the monster shit was responsible for the outbreak of WW2 and indeed the number of unnecessary deaths he inflicted on the German People dwarfs the number of Jews who died in the ‘Holocaust’.
You see, when the war ended millions of German Civilians died of the exact same causes as the Jews – and I don’t mean the fabled Gas chambers.
In fact so Satanic & Evil was the fat cunt – who was lover to the equally evil Queen Mother and alleged by many to be Bizzy Lizzies real old man – that he ordered the totally pointless mass bombing of Dresden which saw the deaths of over 25,000 people alone between the nights of February 13th 1945 and February 15th 1945.
There was nothing to be gained from the war crime and the war in Europe was already well and truly won at that time… Some fuckinbg hero he is!
Course, whilst the Old Testicle is thought to be a series of codes the New Testicle is just another series of fictitious stories presented as fact and used as a control mechanism to keep the masses down at heel.
Indeed, the story of Jesus who almost certainly did not exist – well at least not in the way that the bible claims he did – is more relevant today than it was back when he was walking on duck ponds, here, there & everywhere.
Infact, the once controversial rock-opera, Jesus Christ Superstar was updated two years ago, by Andrew Lloyd Webfeet – a staunch member of those looking to rule the world – so as it is played out as happening now.
For instance, in the revamped production Jesus is an activist looking to change the world by exposing the elites for what they are. And of course, his following is growing and causing civil unrest and sparking riots
Meantime, the High Priests are now corporate bigwigs dressed in designer suits and worried that people are starting to take to much notice of Jesus so look to have him bumped off.
However, it is vital that Jesus is shown to be a fraud and common criminal in order to reinstall faith in the elite and thus Pompous Pirate, a high court judge is tasked with finding Jesus guilty of crimes founded on trumped up charges, following his arrest by a police force no longer there to prevent crime but merely to do the bidding of their masters.
And after the arrest, the blood thirsty brainwashed masses are manipulated into believing that Jesus is really a wrong-un and thus turn on him in their droves, demanding that he be sentenced beyond all proportion to the crimes he has been stitched up for.
but you know
Course, the words are the same as they were back when they were written in 1973 and contain tell tale lines such as “Everything is fixed and you can’t change it”.
Indeed, the story has more relevance for this period in time than his alleged first appearance which Judas, the friend without loyalty – again, more akin with people today than back then – is at pains to stress in the film finale:
You’d have managed better if you’d had it planned.
Why’d you choose such a backward time in such a strange land?
If you’d come today you could have reached a whole nation.
Israel in 4 BC had no mass communication.
Why’d you choose such a backward time in such a strange land?
If you’d come today you could have reached a whole nation.
Israel in 4 BC had no mass communication.
The 1973 original I’m afraid, since the Arena tour video is not available.
I have got some stills though.
And whilst I am not suggesting that the New Testicle was written in the the same way that the Old Testicle was i.e a ‘guide book’ with a set of hidden codes relating to events or periods in time that had/have to be completed – or at least perceived by the masses to be so – I am most certainly suggesting that the Jesus story was only set in “such a backward time in such a strange land” to act as a bridge between the much more important Old Testicle and the insidious religious dogma of the New Testicle.
You see the New Testicle is the ultimate book of conspiracy theories Vol II, which the brainwashed were manipulated by fear into accepting as being the laws given to the world as a gift from Ken God the Creator, for those created in his image.
In turn, the rules of life had to be strictly adhered to in order to prevent original sin once again leading Ken’s Kids into a life of debauchery, not seen since the Old Testicles equivalent to the Wild West… After all, Ken God, who was undeniably proper into Country & Western, did have to sacrifice his only “Begotten” son (not sure but I think Begot was the name originally given to Oh Little Town Of Bethany Hen), in order to wipe the slate clean… And as such I suppose that should entitle him to have the casting vote.
RARE FOOTAGE OF KEN GOD – THERE IS NO EVIDENCE TO SUGGEST THAT DOLLY PARTON IS ALSO CONTRARY MARY
Mind you, Ken reckons that his boy was born to a virgin named Mary who he got pregnant without so much as having to get ‘jiggy with it‘ – well at least that was Mary’s contradictory virgin of events, virgin on the fucking ridiculous if you ask me, although she was known to be quite contrary was Mary.
However, her crazy nonsense claim that her baby boy had absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with HER HUSBAND, Joe Christ the Chippie was also backed up by The poorly paid carpenter himself quickly loses credibility when you look up what the word ‘contrary’ is defined as… Nevertheless, had these events taken place today I feel sure that Jeremy Kyle would soon have cottoned on to Mary’s old bollox, as well as Cotton Eye Joe too – don’t you worry about that, thank you very fucking much.
Did ya cop that Monkey Boyz? The use of Cotton Eye Joe? You can’t learn that kind of class at uni, you’ve either got it or you ain’t.
And purely for the sake of balance there is an alternative face of God who is seen in the photo below with his apostles but like so many other aspects of the elites I believe this Creator who is given the name of Ken God Dodd is an imposter used as a means to muddy the waters.
And more than a little suspect… Just sayin’.
Course, the Ye-Olde-Fanny promoting the testicles as the righteous, right road to travel on in life’s long journey was just balls spread by those who considered themselves as having a divine right to rule. In truth Christianity was just their spin put on what was in reality nothing more than a control system purposely introduced to ensure that their bloodlines continues to run the world.
I know when it’s a dream
Indeed, the Jesus files were based on many other fellas who had all previously lived identical lives – such as Brian… And he was a fucking naughty boy.
Therefore, that fact alone would suggest that the plagiarized old fanny was used as a convenient bridge from BC to AD allowing the introduction of a strict control mechanism.
And with that in mind I would suggest that the first coming of Christ didn’t take place and was nothing more than an old testicle prophecy that had to be believed in order to progress along the long road to the NWO.
Hence the all important 2nd coming of the Messiah is in fact the 1st coming, and the only one that matters to the elites… Hands up who thought I was just stringing you a line there?
I knew you would think that… But there is always a method in my madness.
Now Israel is probably home to some of the most evil racist men in the world which would be very fucking strange if the Holocaust had any mileage in it at all.
Now, the original film production of Jesus Christ Superstar, was financed by Jews and filmed on location in Israel as it happens and knowing how the elites love their symbolism it is more than a little coincidental that Judas Eatscarrots – the betrayer of man – is played by a black man and Mucky Mary the prostitute was played by an Asian woman.
And like I said to you earlier, the lyrics penned by Tim Rice in 1973 were/are as significant and important to the story line as the story line is to the long awaited, much anticipated, totally misinterpreted coming of Christ – an evil entity and certainly not the saviour of mankind… In other words they were written with a view to reflect on the public’s prejudice that has been carefully crafted and cultivated in accordance with the codes set out in the Babel.
I think I know
Indeed, you should all know that words are hugely important and used as a means of [con]troll,
And until you do know all of the words, it is very easy to miss the significance and unpleasant intent at play or misrepresent [mis-re-present] (words see) those that you do know.
Judas has a pop at Jesus early on in the film in regard to the Lords Son’s persistent Muffin the
Mule Mary – and I should just point out regardless of whether you believe it or not and indeed strange as it might sound, I have seen the film more times than any other film by a long chalk and I can in all probability recite the script word for word from start to finish.
Nevertheless, Judas starts the row by singing:
It seems to me a strange thing – mystifying, that a man like you can waste his time on women of her kind.
So straight away you have a case of racial superiority – “that a man like you” (Caucasian) can associate with “women of her kind” (Asian).
But of course you would not pick up on racist attack because the line that immediately follows those words alluding to racial superiority are written to deceive and nullify them by subtly leading you to interpret them as referring to her profession i.e “women of her kind” (a prostitute).
Indeed it is her ethnic features that subliminally leads you to associate Asian women with prostitution, which is clarified in the very next lines.
Its not that I object to her profession, but she doesn’t fit in well with what you teach and say
There ya go, Judas has no objections to her profession, but he does object to her ethnic origins which are at odds to Jesus spreading the word of God thus preaching racial segregation and ethnic cleansing… Jesus is not a nice fella and the long awaited 2nd coming of Christ, is in fact the long anticipated coming of the Antichrist and will not be the party that those who have lived their life in servitude are epecting.
And at that point, the transition to the NWO will be complete.
I mean a “yes”
Furthermore, Judas gets the same treatment later on in the film when the corporate elite show how much they despise him – after originally pretending to be his friend – having now exposed his lack of morality in selling out his best friend for a pittance… The insinuation being that Judas is representational of black people as a whole.
That point is further driven home by the way that Judas has his ‘worthless carcass’ left hanging from a tree to be feasted on by the vultures, whilst symbolically looking exactly like the bodies of those black men who had been lynched by white supremacists… It ain’t fucking rocket salad.
Neither is it a coincidence that the vile paedophile, Robert Stigwood was a producer on Jesus Christ Superstar.
There are no coincidences, that has become abundantly clear to me over the past 2 months:Everything is fixed and you can’t change it.
However, not only is everything fixed but everything is also linked and the more importance attached to a person, place or event, then the greater number of interconnecting links are attached.
Nevertheless, as a final word on God, I like the following saying by Epicurus, a Greek philosopher who was born in Athens, Greece, in the third century BC. He taught that the purpose of life was to obtain tranquility and peace with the avoidance of pain and suffering.
Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able?
Then he is not omnipotent.
Then he is not omnipotent.
Is he able, but not willing?
Then he is malevolent.
Then he is malevolent.
Is he both able and willing?
Then whence cometh evil?
Then whence cometh evil?
Is he neither able nor willing?
Then why call him God?
Then why call him God?
And here is where we finally get back on track. Certainly all routes link to Paris, Isis and Diana… Including the Nonce Stigwood whose death EARLIER THIS MONTH, will doubtlessly be as staged as his long time friend the paedophile David Bowie.
Stigwood knew everyone who was anyone and started out as a partner to the vile nonce Joe Meek.
Moreover, it is this quick succession of dying paedophiles (allegedly) and the other fake events being staged of late especially in PARIS that alerts me to the End of Days nearly being upon us
but it’s all wrong
Course, to reinforce the fact that time really, really is running out for us now…
… Is the matter that I mentioned earlier on when I was talking about that investigation and dot joining, brilliantly pieced together by members of the Lets Roll Forum – namely the information relating to Diana and Diana being another name for the Goddess ISIS.
And of course it is that fact that led to the much pushed conspiracy theory that Diana was sacrificed.
Course, whilst all the collaborating evidence that links Diana to the Alma tunnel is far too great to ignore, the all important rule of the elites game plan has been largely ignored by researchers looking into her death/murder/sacrifice… Namely, the required act only has to be perceived as being carried out and in Diana’s case that criteria has more than been fulfilled.
Indeed, Diana appears to have been as complicit in her death as the Royal family were as complicit in the deception before and after the event, even though by doing so was detrimental to their popularity.
In fact, everything that went on before and after the car crash of August 31st 1997 further links to the recent hoax in Paris.
Diana did indeed play her part to perfection, in fact she did it so well that nothing she did that should have made her an outcast, vilified her in the nation’s eyes… Diana could do no wrong.
And lets face it, shagging Will Carling and James Hewitt were hardly shrewd moves. Yet it would now appear that those and her other shenanigans were nurtured and deliberately leaked to the press so as those playing the game could gauge public reaction as to how far they could push their luck in what was to come.
And talking of James Hewitt, I am no longer certain that he is Prince Harry H Hewitt’s old man.
I mean for starters take a butchers at the following photo:
That could so easily be Harry and his mother but the fella is in fact Charlie Spencer, her brother – another fuckng gangster.
A tough call.
But I would put Little Bald Willie down as being the bastard of the family with King Wank Carlos of Spain being the Daddy.
I believe that they call it “breeding rights”.
Mind you, there is nothing to say that neither of the boys are a result of Charles spunking up Diana.
Moreover, Diana’s life and marriage to the future King of England – if he ever makes it – were just as complicated as the parentage of her children.
Indeed it is said by some researchers that Diane was pencilled in as a bride for Charles shortly after her birth, whether they liked it or not.
What’s more, Diana all but confirmed that fact when she told Martin Bashir that she had known all her life that she had to keep herself “tidy” – in other words a virgin.
And whilst she had implied that it was something inside her telling her to keep her legs crossed at all times, I find that a step too far to be true.
I do not however feel the same about her being groomed from an early age and having it drummed into her that she was – under all circumstances – to keep herself “tidy” – something she appeared happy to do in order to bag her Prince; someone she had known and idolised all of her life, in much the same way that the the pre-teen (13 at best) Bizzy had idolised the much older Duck.
Dobby however certainly didn’t feel the same, but then again he not only grew up in a cold, lonely environment, receiving love from neither parent, but was quite unbelievably handed over to his great Uncle, the sick, perverted, paedophile Lord Louis Mountanything to do as he pleased with the infant.
Indeed, there can be no excusing Bizzy & the Ducks decision in doing so as they both doubtlessly knew what awaited their first born since the Duck had suffered the same fate after he had been left in the care of uncle Louie and his even more depraved (if such a thing is possible) Brother, George Mountanything.
Course, the difference was that Phil the Duck was a lot older when he fell into the hands of his Uncle Ernies.
that is I think I disagree
Dobby did not have those years to afford him that protection – scant as it was.
Indeed, as I sat and pondered on this it occurred to me that Dobby may be that mentally fucked up, he may well be incapable of having a sexual relationship with anyone. He certainly didn’t rush to get married, another indicator that he had to wait for Diana to catch up.
After all, times had changed and unlike his father, Charlie could not be seen courting a 13 year old.
In fact Charlie Farley’s sexuality has been called into question many times in the past.
And whilst I remember women chasing Dumbo wherever he went, I don’t recall him having any long term relationships – despite what has been written about him and Gorilla Park-Her-Horseface.
Therefore, it is quite plausible that those women he was associated with – including Diana’s older sister Sarah – were little more than ‘escorts’ for him, in the proper sense of the word.
Certainly, it is generally accepted across the board that Louie Mountanything was the architect behind his nephew marrying Bizzy and his Great Nephew marrying Diana.
And like I say, as the carefully crafted image was built up around Diana as someone who had the common touch and enjoyed doing the same things that us normal folks do – such as going to Discos, buying the latest chart hits, etc as well as being blessed with a playful, cheeky, wicked sense of fun who could have brought the out-of-touch Royal Family bang up to date – Charlie & the Fruitcake Factory were being portrayed as controlling bullies sucking the lifeblood out of Diana, as they slowly strangled her with that short leash they had her on.
Let me take you down
Indeed, Charlie was without doubt portrayed as the Pantomime Villain with photos such as the following being tarted about in the MSM:
However, what was less publicised was Diana giving it to Dobby.
She hardly looks in fear of him does she?
Course, as I said earlier the Royal Inbreds were more than happy to play along with the conspiracy theories.
But Diana’s early enthusiasm for Big ears quickly waned when he showed no interest in her and from that point on it became quite, quite obvious that they had absolutely fuck all in common with each other.
You can lead a horse to water and all that jazz but…
And besides, the evidence suggests that they were never meant to get along.
Yet having written an awful lot about Diana, including a 50,000 Plus, word unfinished article based on the Paget Report which was on my computers stolen by the police, I have never once said that Diana was an innocent thrown to the lions.
And although you cannot trust anything in the MSM, Nonce Mountanything’s daughter confirmed – above and beyond – what I had suspected about Diana all along:
Lady Pamela Hicks, the daughter of Lord Mountbatten, claimed the late Princess was “spiteful” and “unkind” towards her husband, and had no interest in the rest of the Royal Family or royal life.
She said Diana believed “she was the star” of the family and would rather attend discos and listen to music than integrate into her royal duties.
“She was really spiteful, really unkind to him,” she said in an astonishing interview with Vanity Fair magazine.
“And, my God, he’s a man who needs support and encouragement. [The marriage] absolutely destroyed him.” Continue Reading
However, regardless of the intention behind that article, I do now believe that Charlie is indeed a proper fucking Charlie, weak willed and broken by his abhorrent childhood, and more than likely incapable of having a sexual relationship with an adult of either sex.
cos I’m going to
Sex with children of course is a different matter (more about control and empowerment) and unquestionably, had Dobbin not been from one of those 13 bloodline families, the Bacon Buggers would have been wanting a word in his shell-like long ago – given his circle of friends sexual preferences:
“I was prostituted to Prince Phillip and also Prince Charles. On one occasion, Prince Charles explained to me that royalty are given the right and reserve to have affairs outside of the royal family. He said it was in the interest of their country for the royals to remain balanced and happy, and that was done by whatever means needed in order to accomplish that. The requirement was that they were discreet and didn’t get caught. I was prostituted to both Phillip and Charles in Los Angeles on different occasions and was set up with them at other times in Washington, DC, London, and New York. Prince Phillip thought he was God’s gift to the world, and was arrogant and egotistical. Charles was much different. He was quieter, more somber, and more controlled. The Council told me it was important for me to form a sexual bond with him”. Thanks for the Memories: The Memoirs of Bob Hope’s and Henry Kissinger’s mind control slave by Brice Taylor
Indeed, you will not find photos of Charlie looking happier to see anyone else than the delight he oozes when hooking up with the Sick-Cunt Jimmy Savile – also friend to the Duck and Nonce Mountanything.
After all, we know that these sick-fuck kiddie-fiddlers abuse children for the perverse power trip it gives them. There is after all, nothing sexual about an undeveloped child’s body and as such the sexual part comes through the domination in the same way that gangster Ronnie Kray shot dead George Myers and allegedly shot his load at the same time.
Course, as the Diana myth grew, Dobby was the scape goat.
Yet when Diana was photographed cavorting with Dodi and parading around in her bathing suit pretending that she was unaware of the paparazzi photographing her, how the fuck could she claim not to know?
After all, she had spent nigh on the past 20 years being photographed and the nude photos, had they not been by design would most certainly have been a wake up call.
Therefore, Diana’s actions on the Jonikal HAD to be deliberate and the only reason for them is so as there is plenty of evidence that she was in a relationship with Dodi so as to provide a motive for her murder.
And with that being the case, the events of the 30th and 31st do not add up… In fact they fucking stink.
I mean, her supposed bad mood and cause of great upset on the eve of her death was the press intrusion and indeed that intrusion is attributed a portion of the blame for her death, yet there is no photo evidence – other than badly photoshopped, grainy CCTV images – of a press presence.
Moreover, given her willingness to be filmed without make-up, dressed only in swimwear, openly frolicking with Dodi, makes her reaction and conduct towards the press on the eve of her death, whilst dressed to the nines, totally bizarre and even more so when you take into account her 20 years of experience in front of the cameras.
Indeed, at that point in her life the press presence should have ceased to exist to her.
In fact let me give you a couple of examples.
I am of course covered in tattoos everywhere and there is no doubt that most people seeing me in shorts and a t-shirt stare. I catch people doing it all the time. It doesn’t bother me when I’m on the move but I don’t go swimming anymore because I feel like an animal in a zoo being gawped at.
Yet I can look in a mirror and I do not see my tattoos unless I consciously focus on them… In other words, they are just ‘there’. No big deal, I don’t see them.
The other example is that when my daughter Stacey was born up until the age of 11 she had a large, protruding, purple coloured growth on her cheek which was at its most prominent in the first 5 years of her life.
Anyway, when she was around 2 or 3 she took a tumble in the front room, as toddlers inevitably do, and banged her head just above her eye on the coffee table as she went down.
This resulted in her having a slight bruise just above her eye which although not particularly nasty – barely noticeable really – stuck out to me like a sore thumb.
Anyway, that afternoon we went into the Rochford branch of Nat-West bank to pay a bill via a counterfoil slip, although I’m buggered if I know what the bill was for now since my gas and electric were both on a meter.
Nevertheless when I was at the till I picked Stacey up and sat her on the counter top, prompting the cashier to say hello to her and whatnot after which she says to me “What’s she done to her face”, to which I automatically responded that “she tripped and banged it on the Coffee table this morning”, in a way that suggested it was no big deal.
Anyway, the teller then makes a wincing face completes the transaction and off we go except I’m thinking that the bird had gone from ultra friendly to quite frosty in the way that she said goodbye and it was then I cottoned on to the fact that she had been referring to the large growth on Stacey’s face and not the barely visible bruise above her eye.
You see, I was so used to the growth I no longer saw it but to the bank teller it must have looked huge and my cavalier attitude and lack of concern when I told her that Stacey did it that morning must have made me appear like some kind of monster.
And that is exactly how Diana should have viewed the press at that point in her life: A handicap that she was so used to, she hardly noticed anymore and indeed, in reality the Press would have been more noticeable to her if they were not present.
So I can only conclude that the reason for Diana suddenly becoming shy is so as to reinforce the fake story about the out of control paps.
You will also see in the above photo that as Diana leaves the Ritz for the final time she is carrying Dodi’s cigar case.
This is significant and all will become clear when you read the Lets Roll investigation – and I strongly urge you to do so because it will give you a far clearer understanding of the next all important article.
Indeed, what the Lets Roll Forum (LRF) have put together connects with what I have discovered over the years, often through very different paths. Take Morrisey for instance.
I concluded that he was a wrong un because of some of his exploits whereas the LRF have concluded that he was via the way he links into the Diana story.
And Diana herself was without a doubt very two faced.
nothing is real
Indeed the following passage and accompanying photo are extremely telling symbolically when you take into consideration that Diana is representative of ISIS, worshipped by the elite and in turn, the terrorist group ISIS like to chop peoples heads off:
Diana, wanted to be the queen of peoples’ hearts. The Queen of Hearts is supposed to symbolize Judith, Jewish beauty who beheads Holofernes. (The Book of Judith is in the Catholic Bible, but not Protestant or Jewish)
Indeed, it is this kind of hidden history and the off shooting connections that brings everything together… Everything is connected… “Everything is fixed and you can’t change it”.
Therefore, it is a good job that I never released that 50,000 word aforementioned stolen article because it was written with a view to prove that Diana was murdered and having now revisited the the evidence that I was basing that report on, and looking at it from a third angle, logic alone dictates that Dians COULD NOT have been murdered… Im-fucking-possible.
So like I said, there are two reasons for this article.
The first is to give you chance to read that Lets Roll Investigation which you can find by clicking HERE. Stick with it as like all investigations it is slow to get going… Doing so will give you a far better understanding to that next major article of mine about Diana… Especially in regard to the esoteric symbolism and the way that outwardly, minor, seemingly unconnected occurrences, all suddenly click together.
Indeed, far from being the victim, Diana played a leading role in a drama that has been many years in the planning, with nothing – right down to the way the Princess was photographed – being left to chance.
For example, there is a majorly important Tarot card appropriately called The World, the meaning of which is thus (I have highlighted the important bits in red):
In the centre of the World is a dancing figure, rejoicing in the completion of the journey and celebrating not only this completion but also the new beginnings it promises. The dancer has one leg crossed over the other, just like the Hanged man. She is, in a sense, his opposite (i.e. the Hanged Man upright). As the Hanged Man looks infinitely inward, the dancer in the World card looks infinitely outward.
Interestingly, the World card is very much associated with the Wheel of Fortune, reflecting the cyclical progression of time and the human experience. The four figures (a lion, bull, cherub and eagle) represent the four fixed signs of the zodiac – Leo, Taurus, Aquarius and Scorpio. These are symbolic of the four elements, four suits of the Tarot, four compass points, four seasons, and the four corners of the universe. And all are within the dancer’s sight and power. The planetary ruler is Saturn, the symbol of time.
The World signifies completion, achievement and fulfilment. All of your efforts are finally paying off and you have reached the end of a journey or have completed a major life cycle. You have endured hardships and challenges along the way but these have only made you stronger and significantly wiser and more experienced than when you first started on your journey.
A long-term project, period of study, relationship, or career has come full circle and you are now feeling a sense of closure as well as achievement and accomplishment. It could represent a graduation, a marriage, the birth of a child (representing the end of a pregnancy), or the attainment of a long held dream or aspiration. You have finally accomplished your goal or purpose. Everything has come together, and you are in the right place, doing the right thing, achieving what you have envisioned, and feeling fulfilled and complete. In this sense, the World card also heralds new beginnings that naturally emerge out of the completion cycle.
The World also represents a period where you can see the entire process or system for what it is and you understand your place within that system. This card is about a deeper understanding of your role and your impact within a certain environment and where you truly ‘fit’. This card can also point to a strong feeling of unity and wholeness with the world or in a particular situation. Everything is starting to fall into place and you can be ‘one’ with the situation.
And with that in mind, take a look at these photos, the likes of which you can find on the internet in abundance.
In regard to that last photo, there is a much better comparison match than the one shown except I can no longer find it.
You see, there were 3 of the hugely controversial photos which at the time were the cause of a much larger uproar than the Kate Gold-Digger-Smith topless photos sparked, and unfortunately the elusive third one is the ideal match.
and nothing to get hung about
And to show you that those photos were not just coincidence, the diana caper was not the last time that references were made to Tarot Cards.
The Hanged Man card and the Falling Man from 911 for instance.
Nevertheless, it is common knowledge that the Satanic Elite do love all things Esoteric, Masonic, Symbolic and Numeric not to mention Majik.
One particular strange friendship however was that with Michael Jackson.
Curiouser still was Jackson’s apparently close yet quite bizarre friendship with Mohamed Al Fayed.
Strawberry Fields forever
I mean, at least Diana and MJ had music in common whereas the mind boggles at what the Prick of Pop and the Egyptian shopkeeper found to talk about once Al Fayed had finished parading him around Craven Cottage – home to Fayed’s Fulham Football Club.
Furthermore, as testament to their friendship Al Fayed had a statue of Jackson erected at the football club following the disgraced superstars death – much to the bemusement of the clubs fans.
It does however appear that even Al Fayed’s purchasing of Craven Cottage was done by design, hence the importance of reading through the information made available in that LRF investigation.
The second reason for this article is partly due to the fact that I still have 4 or 5 hours of video tape to watch – mostly frame by frame – and add where appropriate to the article I am writing; for which I postponed finishing the Paris hoax article to start.
Having said that, I believe that I have already used enough evidence to prove that the car crash which supposedly killed arguably the most famous woman in the world was nothing more than an illusion made possible by Majikians.
However, I know without doubt that the footage still to watch will yield results that will add further credibility to what I now wholeheartedly believe really took part that night.
Certainly, judging by recent events along with the fact that this site is now being bombarded with constant attacks, the ferocity of which we haven’t seen the likes of since my arrest on the 31st of July 2014, is testament to how worried the big knobs are about my findings and how much they do not want them released.
Mind you, the fact that the site remains relatively easy to access goes to justify the £300 per month cost involved – which you kindly donate to keep it that way.
Strawberry Fields forever
I feel it therefore prudent, to tell you that I am going to prove beyond a shadow of doubt (at least to any reasonable persons way of thinking) that:
- The Paget report is a document knowingly put together on the back of fabricated evidence and out & out lies
- The press have purposely added credence to the deliberately spun conspiracy theories specifically engineered and participated in by those involved, which are all designed to steer any investigator away from discovering the truth
- The truth is that there was no car crash.
- The CCTV evidence is ALL fabricated
- The death car was placed at the scene (I will show you how) and was not the Merc that Diana, Dodi, Paul & Rees Jones were travelling in
- There was no press harassment and those Paparazzi arrested at the scene were there by invite, in order to add to the myth
- The photos of the car crash and crime scene are all blatantly photoshopped.
- The doctors were crisis actors
- No one died, no one was hurt and where these frauds are now
Moreover, in doing so I will shred the myth that had Diana lived, her two sons would be like us normalish folk.
You see, both 15 year old little hairy Willie and 12 year old Harry H Windsor were already well versed in the art of deceiving the public by the time their Mother supposedly died and indeed, both of them – much to their amusement – played their part to perpetuate the myth and falsify history.
And having that necessary information is enough to get any man murdered.
Strawberry Fields forever