India's Mars Mission - powered by British pensioners

Just in case you were wondering the image above was taken early this morning and represents a further investment in my special supply of kiln-dried oak for my woodburner. Inclusive of my original stores that will be enough to see me through the winter and insure that at approx £1.50 per night I'll not freeze to death.

The same cannot be said for tens of thousands of British pensioners who our government seem happy to euthanize every Christmas. Last year they unburdened themselves of some 18,000 old ladies and 13,000 old boys who succombed to a particularly cold spell after the festive period. No doubt with fuel bills rising the Chancellor and his chums can look forward to a record cryogenic harvest in 2014.

Hard to believe that the same people gave away £280 million in foreign aid to India in 2012 and are committed to foist our dosh on the upcoming economic powerhouse until 2015 even though they say they don't want it.

To make my point I could perhaps list the number of famous British companies now owned by India but in all honesty I'd be so depressed in so doing I probably wouldn't finish this blog. Instead I'll draw your attention to the Indian rocket currently hurtling towards Mars. Very nice it is too, as part of a £600m space programme, I wish we could afford such a luxury.

Being a bit of of a geek, the particulars of the mechanics employed to escape gravity appeal to me. As it happens India's PSLV propulsion engine uses both solid then liquid fuel. Specifically it employs a mixture of
Hydroxyl-terminated polybutadiene, Unsymmetrical Di-Methyl Hydrazine and Nitrogen tetroxide. A bit of a mouthful and perhaps better abbreviated to being fuelled directly by liquified, frozen British pensioners.

Domesticating working class livestock

Wonder why the media isn't spinning the fact that British children slipping down the intelligence rankings isn't a boost for our education system? It would dovetail nicely with China buying up all of our businesses and firms as being a shot in the arm for British industry. What's more a stupefied, semi-retarded generation of young, white people would be much easier to convince that systematically replacing them is part of the great fight against racism too.

Listening to that Capital Radio piece reminds me of the time when we used to be invited on to shows like this all the time. Just a few years back it was commonly assumed that given enough rope we would hang ourselves. Didn't quite work out like that did it though and more often than not myself and others would turn our wannabe detractors inside out.

Did you ever noticed that media exposure started to suddenly evaporate after that notorious edition of Question Time? It was almost as if we were set up and hung out on a hook in order to demonstrate that the BNP was no longer credible and should therefore be cast out into the political wilderness.

Whilst the BBC and other special interest groups like to see it like this, what millions of ordinary Brits think is very different. They see the BNP as the only political party ever prepared to tell the truth and as a reward for our honesty and integrity we are effectively excommunicated from the political system. A quick fix maybe but in so doing they disenfranchised, dehumanised and disengaged a whole generation of people in the process.

There's a part in the first of the brilliant Godfather trilogy where, having murdered Vito Corleone's father,
Antonio Andolini, local Sicilian Mafia boss Don Ciccio tries to kill young Vito as well, knowing that one day he will seek revenge. After his mother pleads for her young son's life, Don Ciccio refuses saying that he will return for revenge as an adult and must die. Whilst his mother is subsequently killed, young Vito escapes the scene and slips away to New York.

Eventually Vito returns to Sicily and sets the record straight, as you will see, in no uncertain manner for what has been done to his family. I'm thinking that maybe Don Ciccio should have taken a leaf out of our government's book and sent Vito to be specially dumbed down in a British educational establishment instead. Perhaps, just like many of the other kids there, he may have deliberately ended up incapable of even understanding the magnitude of the crimes committed against him.There again, some of us refuse to be told.

BNP supporter allowed on Capital Gold Radio

Came across this audio clip that was broadcast on Capital Radio not so long ago. Quite fascinating listening really and indicative of underlying public sentiment that isn't going anywhere fast.


 

Media Embarrassment on the 344 service to Clapham Junction

Strange how the world's media became absolutely hysterical about Emma West and her recent outburst on London Transport. Here we see another young woman being abused, beaten and kicked unconscious on a London bus in late August by a gang of five black thugs.

So far only the Evening Standard and the Daily Mirror have had the decency to run the story yet neither can bring themselves to confront the racial reality of this shocking and cowardly attack. Imagine if this was the other way around and that was some poor black girl kicked unconscious by five white youths and rolling about on the floor of that bus? Remember that next time the controlled media insinuate that the BNP is racist.


 

Thrilla in Ballynafeigh

Not much sleep last night after a terrible nightmare featured me being chased through the streets of Belfast by a tyrannosaurus or allosaurus. Absolutely determined to bite me it was and not surprisingly I didn't let it get close enough in order to identify it properly. What set it off is unknown but it could have been any number of things including strong cheese or some particularly vicious geese featured on the BBC's Tudor Monastery Farm.

Consequently I'm going to take it easy today and maybe check out the Sunday papers later to see what type of multicultural poison they are inflicting on us this week. On that topic here's a little piece of video from way back featuring the total humiliation of Michael Parkinson. Could have done with him last night taking on that giant lizard for me. He would have probably decked that too, just watch how he towers above the beeb's atypical, slithering, white liberal.


 

Hobson's Choice at Apache Creek

Not exactly the best way to start St Andrews's Day as I look at footage of that helicopter crash up in Glasgow. Dangerous things those choppers and it was really only a matter of time before one of them fell out of the sky (as they literally do) and hit a populated area. I always thought with the police obsession with "controlling" and monitoring football crowds that it would be a stadium of some kind.

Meanwhile on a totally different subject, a little bit of what might be described as British humour in this brand new animation from across the Atlantic.

No smoke without .....

Had my eyes tested today and it turns out I'm getting less short-sighted. I reckon by the time I'm 132 I'll have perfect vision again assuming I want to see what the world has become. Meanwhile there's snow showing up on my longer range forecast in about 7 days time so I just might get the bow saw out over the weekend.

Nick will be returning home from Russia soon if he has not done so already. He's had a constructive weekend and thankfully all of the main speaking event was professionally filmed. He can tell you for himself how his work in Syria has been officially recognised there and here in the UK, right at this moment, the Cabinet Office are considering an award.

Further to the above I understand that Nick has met with representatives of Golden Dawn and that it has not gone unnoticed that when others were turning their backs on these Greek nationalists, the BNP refused to do so.

As promised here is the smoking public information film I promised from a few weeks back. See if you can recognise, through the clouds of smoke, those risking their lungs in order to inform you that what is good for the goose most certainly isn't for the gander.