Showing posts with label WAR. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WAR. Show all posts

Friday, November 16, 2018

DEMOCRACY HAS TO BE THE WORST POLITICAL SYSTEM

 EXCEPT FOR ALL THE OTHERS - Winston Churchill

The best democracy, true government by the people, is the least amount of interference in our lives. Naturally we need to have some laws to protect other people but to protect ourselves we should have nothing but education and common sense.

Every time a new law is made at any level of government some other poor bastard gets it in the neck.
Of course we need to protect ankle biters and coffin chasers that’s a given, but to protect the moron against himself I would prefer we just revert to natural selection, lets allow the gene pool to narrow itself a tad.

We are over-governed with three level of self-serving power, now that’s a gene pool we need to almost eradicate altogether. If they aren’t in a brothel paid for by taxpayers and union fees there drinking $500 Merlot in Paris and staying in a grand a night hotel rooms at our expense.

One of the great episodes in self serving was the Nuclear Pact between Russia and America banning inter-ballistic missiles with  range between 300+ Km and 4000+ Km for this very reason
"That the flight time of the nuclear attack was too short for the LEADERS to seek shelter from the impending armageddon". In other words fuck the people just save my own arse.

What makes our elected representatives immune from prosecution, that cash in super well before we can, retire on ridiculously huge pensions and be allowed to double dip taxpayers money? It can’t be because they have superb knife skills, management expertise or supernatural patriotism. They are not Gods although they would like to be thought of that way. They are men and women who piss and shit the same as everybody else excerpt their shit doesn’t stink.

To top it off we are over-governed by half-hearted bureaucrats doing a half-hearted job whose only agenda is to climb over the person in front, scramble over anyone to get to the top table and garrote the competition as fast, as efficiently and hopefully with the least amount of blood to take that seat on the right hand of God, the Prime Minister.

It’s about time we broadened the taxpayer base by narrowing the public service gene pool as well.
To be fair I’ve known of few government employees who have the interest of the community at heart or should I say ex-government employees who moved into the private sector.

I was a co-worker with a community-minded young person who decided he wanted to be a prison officer and do something positive about our prison system. I met him again three months later and he had already resigned. His story ‘that he tried to do the right thing or be relegated to anal examinations for the rest of his career.'

One last final warning about democracy – it doesn't exist. It's a figment of your imagination.

Saturday, February 25, 2017

I’M WAR STRUCK



There he stood, head bowed low so as to keep it hid from the German gunners a hundred metres away. This British soldier has now spent eight months in these bloody trenches with a battle front that was neither going forward nor backward. It was wet underfoot and everything was damp. The smell of mouldy sox, pee-soaked underwear and rotting leather combined to make it almost unbreathable in his isolated little foxhole. He had been alone now for three days waiting for someone, to relieve him. His rations were almost out and he began to wonder whether anyone besidse himself was still alive out there.
He fell silent and clung closer to the wall of his hole. Had he heard something? The enemy? Was he about to die?
Everyone around him was either just laying silent or were dead. The only thing he could see behind him was several parts of someone’s body scattered from the direct hit from a mortar. It had been his predecessor. He had died while defending this part of the line and the soldier thought that maybe that was his future as well. Every man who had occupied this trench had been killed and their heads struck various gazes from around the parapet.
That sound. A rustling, creeping, crawling sound came from behind him and he felt a little relieved. From over his head a voice called.
‘Oi! Mate. Anyone f*cken there?’
The soldier harshly whispered for he had not spoken in days. ‘Friend or foe?‘
‘Friend, a f*ckin friend - ya f*cken dork’’ came the reply.
‘What’s the password? ‘He queried.
‘Your mother’s a slut’, said the voice, uttering the secret words for that week. He didn’t always appreciate the sense of humour of his Australian Commander when setting passwords.
‘Advance friend and be recognised’ said the relieved soldier in the trench ‘am I glad to hear a live voice for once’.
With that a khaki clad body, uniform fresh as a daisy fell into the pit. ‘Shit!’ it exclaimed ‘f*cken mud all over me f*cken gear’.
‘Welcome to my humble trench’ said the British soldier ‘I take it that you are an Australian’.
‘You’re f*ckin right you f*cken Pom’ said the Aussie.
To the relief of the Brit at having been relieved by anyone, even an Aussie he asked the inevitable question.
‘Have you come here to die?’ he asked.
‘No’ came the reply ‘ I got here f*cken yesterdie’.

Boom Boom


Sunday, July 5, 2015

DEDICATED TO HORROR

Recently on TV the feature film by Francisa Ford Coppola 'Apocalypse Now' was rescreened. Whilst I had seen it on its original release I saw it this time in a different light given recent history has introduced a new and even more menacing threat than the fictional 'domino theory' - that of a fanatical adherence to an imaginary God called Allah and variously reported as either Jihadism, Islamist or Criminally Insane.

The climax of the movie was the clash between the assassin Martin Sheen and the rogue US Officer Marlon Brando. Marlon has surrounded himself with blood-thirsty savages willing to kill, maim and slaughter anyone who gets in their way. He claims it is 'perfect warfare' blind obedience to a cause without conscience.

Brando gives an example of how a village of children was innoculated my a medical team against a fatal disease only to have the village overtaken a short ime later by the other side. Promptly the command went out, and followed to the letter, to cut the innoculated arm off every child and how these arms were then piled up for public display and gruesome warning.

This epitomises todays Terrorist, a illiterate moron who will follow blindly every command given to them regardless of the meaning or the consequences. ISIS and all the other mad mobs will follow their insane mullahs, imams and sheiks without thinking and without conscience.

Anyone who actually believes that this is good for humanity, even faux-Australian citizens, should be removed from the human race and I for one would shed no tears on their passing.

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