Back to Top

Category: Culture

Little Britain

Little Britain roundup

I’m at something of a loss to know where to begin this week. I’ll start with a progress check on the five goals necessary to commit Brexit to an early grave:

Reboot Britain goals

Breaking Parliamentary Paralysis

Regards Parliamentary Paralysis (Goal No 1), the unholy Brexit alliance of Labour and Conservatives remains in tact, in spite of compelling evidence that Brexit isn’t working and now over 60% of people in Britain realise that. Some fine words were spoken by Hillary Benn, Yvette Cooper and a few others at Monday’s Brexit Inquiry review, but more is needed. Please see our article at Scottish Bylines for a full analysis of Labour’s untenable position on the B word including an interview with former MEP Denis MacShane.

Hard Labour
Hard Labour – Click to read the article. Image by P Paton

The local elections are a good opportunity to send messages to your councillors about Brexit. Many are running scared of their party’s position on Brexit as this hilarious Twitter post shows between my Tory Councillor who denies any link between Brexit and local affairs. Sadly Labour are in the same boat. Let them know that Brexit doesn’t pay. Above all else, vote and vote for non-Tories.

Increasing MSM footprint

Goal No 2 concerns increasing our footprint in mainstream media (MSM). We have always needed more people who can cut through on mainstream media in meaningful ways rather than just being used as a backdrop in the Guardian or on Channel 4 News. Marina Purkiss is one such talent. James O’Brien another. Ian Hislop and Rosie Holt plus others. Here’s Marina’s surgical destruction of Jacob Rees-Mogg’s “war on woke”. We need many more such people to act in the media. Letters work, radio phone calls, all the way up to articles, books and TV appearances. Learn how to begin the work here. Whilst we are on the subject, write a letter to King Charles III on the occasion of his coronation. Watch Marina’s masterpiece on GB News:

18th century Latin student Mogg destroyed by Marina Purkiss

The work of the Holy Mole show should also be amplified much more. Please see Holy Mole. Their work is of superior quality to the now watered down Now Show on BBC Radio 4.

Holy Mole !!

Increasing social media amplification

Social media amplification (Goal No 3) remains key and everyone can do it. In the wake of a tsunami of fake news, it is essential that we fight fiction with full facts. Join our Anti-Brexit Virus Super Spreader Group on Facebook. We have something similar on Twitter. Send me a message to join.

I attended the Extinction Rebellion event, made some street videos and did a performance, making clear the connections between the national disaster of Brexit with the global catastrophe of Climate Change. Having been branded as a “thwarter” by Jacob Rees-Mogg and his kind, I invite you to join me as CTOs (Chief Thwarting Officers). See these Twitter posts:

Mass Brexorcisms

Goal No 4 is the slowest of all goals, but one of the most important. We need to actively move the dial on how people feel about Brexit to 70% who think it was a mistake. We cannot wait for people to die. Please read a copy of the books Reboot Britain and Private Eyelines for a heady cocktail of the psychology, sociology and therapeutic insights into mindset change for people who experienced nuclear levels of attack by Tory / UKIP lies about Brexit. Here is an approximation of the inside view of a typical Brexiteer’s brain. This is the raw material for Brexorcism. Click the image to read the books:

Brexit-Psyche

Strengthening our relationship with Europe

Goal No 5 requires an international network and slow continuous work inside the corridors of power. We host meetings to cultivate and coach such people. Our next event will be on Wed 8 May at 8 pm on ZOOM. UK in a Changing Europe lead the field in this area and I am also connected with some former European Movement seniors who are quietly forging ahead with preserving our integrity with people who matter in Europe.

Click to kick an ERG Tory

Finally, I have decided to stand for election in 2024 to make sure that Brexit doesn’t pay. Please support our project to do this by clicking on the Tory Brexit ERG Scum picture below. This is a long haul effort to make any significant impact and funding is needed NOW to register the party and get some basic leafletting done.

Click to kick a Tory
Click to kick a Tory in 2024

And just a reminder of some of the people we are targeting:

Don Adamson

Reflections on The Queen

This from Don Adamson.

The Queen is dead. God Save the King. My first thought on hearing the news was about Prime Ministers. Churchill, love him or hate him punched a hole in history. Eden is remembered for a grave error after years of respectable public service. He should have listened to the diplomats. MacMillan dragged the Tory Party kicking and screaming in the 20th century. Pity the effect was temporary. Douglas-Home was unlucky with his timing. He presided over an exhausted and accident prone government. You could say the same about Brown. Wilson, Heath, Callaghan and Major could have achieved more but for the lunatics around them who p****d in the soup. Blair tried to drag the Labour party kicking and screaming into the 21st century. Pity the effect was temporary. Cameron May, Johnson and Truss were/are worse than useless. These Tories do not learn from their experiences.

We now have Charles III. He experienced the longest apprenticeship in history and his best years are behind him. I wish him well but I cannot help feeling that if it is necessary for the monarch to submit meekly to Tory lies then the Monarchy has outlived its usefulness.

HMQ visited NZ in 1977 for the Silver Jubilee. NZ is a realm so Government House took the lead. I was tasked to approach the NZ Post Office to arrange for mail to be collected and delivered to the Royal Party. I went over there and found this old fossil with a pile of documents on his desk. He pointed at the pile and insisted the information was all there. He would have it all sorted in time for the Royal Visit. I reported this through the proper channels. It was getting rather close to the visit when I got a telegram from London saying that they really needed that schedule of postal delivery and collections. I returned to the NZ Post Office and found the same swivel eyed loon staring at the same pile of papers.

I suggested that we needed to match the visit itinerary with daily times when the Post Office closed their mail bags and sent the bags on their way. It was fussy, detailed work and easy to make a mistake. It was certainly not rocket science. All you needed to do was concentrate and check your findings carefully. According to the itinerary HMQ would be in a certain town on a certain date. Ask the Post Office to collect and deliver mail in accordance with existing schedules. It took about an hour. I made two copies of the draft, left one copy with NZPO and took the other back to my office to incorporate into a telegram. A few days later we got a reply along the lines of thanks chaps, this is what we need but may we suggest one, repeat one, very minor repeat minor amendment. I phoned the swivel eyed loon in the NZPO who went ballistic: how dare I criticise the splendid work he did. I called him down and he agreed to the one, repeat one, very minor adjustment. I later learned that the swivel eyed loon was decorated for his efforts. That is right. Somebody else got the medal for the work I did. I might have been angry if I had not been laughing so much. Besides: one hour of uncomplicated work hardly merits a medal. Such things happen. The captain of a destroyer was awarded a medal for his heroism at Dunkirk. Later investigation revealed that the captain had been on leave that week. The medal should have gone to the first mate. You expect incompetence from the army and air force but higher standards are expected of nautical types. 

There were two security incidents. Cops had to intervene to rescue somebody saying nasty things about HMQ. Badmouthing the Brits was one thing but being nasty to the Queen was another. While HMQ was in Wellington we got a package for her from London. I never knew why that went through British channels rather than NZ channels. The office car took me over to Government House. There is a two tier police system in NZ. You have traffic cops who deal with vehicular crime and regular cops who deal with anything else. There were 12 traffic cops at the gates of Government House and 6 regular cops. Behind them there were three soldiers from the NZ SAS. The Kiwi SAS differs from other SAS units in that they wear the maroon beret of the airborne forces not the sand coloured beret favoured by other SAS regiments. The kiwis did wear the standard winged dagger cap badge worn by all SAS units. What I found interesting was that two corporals carried automatic rifles while the one officer wore a sword and belt. Perhaps this was to kill the bad guys quietly so as not to upset the Queen. I delivered the package to the Queen’s Private Secretary who suggested I leave by the back gate. There was no security at all on the back gate 

2001 was an important centenary for the Australians. They wanted to celebrate it style. They asked that we should stop the traffic for half an hour one afternoon mid week so some Australian dignitary could lay a wreath at the Cenotaph. Some idiot of an MP had to kick up a stink about that. I felt there were two relevant points. 1. Laying wreaths at the Cenotaph meant as much to us as it did to Australians. 2. If this was only a once in a century event then it seemed churlish to disoblige the Australians. 

The Australian army sent a contingent of troops to stand guard over the Royal Palaces. I passed them once or twice. They were alert and looking for trouble. I could almost feel sorry for anybody who meddled with the Queen while these guys were on sentry duty. 

Nothing is as it seems in Buckingham Palace. I remember being summoned to a conference at the billiard room in Buckingham Palace. I naively wondered if I might squeeze in a game if I asked nicely. It was not to be. They had moved out the billiard table and replaced it with a conference table; Chiz!

I always enjoyed the Christmas parties at Buckingham Palace. How I wish my mother had lived to read that sentence. They were held in the Palace Mews. Traditionally the “Mews” is the accommodation for horses and horse drawn vehicles. I assumed the party would be a barn dance or a hay ride; no such luck. It was just an ordinary room where people drank wind and nibbled canapés. In the event HMQ died of natural causes and at a great age. This indicates that the officers responsible for her safety were top of the range. 

We went to Welham Green for the weekend. We wanted to see Rohan and I would take the day off to join in the anti Brexit protest in London. The protest was cancelled; which was a scunner. The good news was that I got to see more of Rohan. I may need to go south again in a few weeks when they decide to hold the delayed protest. Have you noticed that Monarch’s only die when there is a Tory government in office? What is the reason for that?