Global Fluctuations

All in the Timing

Well the worst weather in twenty five years, the worst snows, blizzards in thirty years, that’s a short space of time when you consider the ice age lasted centuries, glaciers form over hundreds of years, so a quickening is happening in the weather. Since then and before this crazy period, for decades the seasons had been stable but for the last thirty to sixty years they have been drifting, starting earlier and ending later.

For decades now the last vestiges of the save the dying planet brigade have been heralding the end of civilization as we know it. Our collective farts and waste are the problem you see, but as statistics have proven, compared to industry, cars and the results of galloping consumption, how much we fart and how we dispose of our waste is a drop in the cesspool  of the modern age industrial despotic kludge.

Just for facts sake thirty years ago we heard that the rainforest was being destroyed by areas the size of Wales every year, and with a limited renewal program the unrestrained decade from the mid seventies would see the virtual annihilation of the lungs of the world. That as we all know never happened.

As this winter has proved it is not Global warming that is the problem it is Global fluctuations that is the big problem. The world has had warm even tropical periods, it has also had extended so called ice ages. The fact has been that the world has had warm and cold spells of extended periods for millennia.

The paranoid and frightened children of the apron strings have all inherited the worries of their mothers the poor little dears, now don’t go out without your scarf’s and coats now, you may just catch your death, there, there it may never happen. Hush, hush go back to sleep it’s all a bad dream.

This evidence all suggests that the worlds orbit was at least an ellipse and not a pristine circular rotation, and that the orbit was on a very slow progression, long periods of cold followed by long periods of warm. The evidence of the last century or so suggests that the progression had stabilised to regular seasons and relatively predictable summers and winters with only minor fluctuations. But some where in the last forty to sixty years something has happened that has to be powerful enough to destabilize the status quo.

This is the elliptical orbit of the planets with a representation of the spherical differences to show the variances on a preset summer and winter fluctuation.

Fluctuation in Orbits

The sun is the middle, the inner circle shows Mercury, the second (purple ring) is Venus and the green belt is the Earth. The horizontal line is the equinoxes, and the vertical line is the solstices (Summer and Winter), the grey circle shows the fluctuation for a poor summer and the green band shows the progression for a good summer, the planet is closer to the sun so it is warmer.

The cooler summer trajectory has earlier seasonal changes, or at least less of a harsh transitional phase from winter to summer. The moon is shown as having a circular orbit as it is so regular in its transitions and phases. Yet no planet has a circular orbit every orbital body has an elliptical rotation and not a static circular motion. The Moon does exert an enormous amount of displacement on the earths waters, pulling tidal masses the length and breadth of the planet, maybe even enough to distort an unstable orbital ellipse that is experiencing a quickening in its progression. A progression means that the orbit is moving forward like by a few degrees every rotation, this would cause a drift in the seasons. The picture below shows a static ellipse or circular motion with the distortion in always in the summer and winter halves of the orbital phase.

The Solstice Fluctuation

The moon has an enormous gravitational effect on the earths water mass, and could cyclically distort the pull on the earth. So a periodic fluctuation could distort the normal flow of the planets path. But that does not explain the quicker progression. The so called drift in seasons is proving to be a conundrum that even the egg heads can’t seem to hatch the problem.

It would take events of galactic proportions to change a planets orbit, but a water planet that is under undue force from a moon that causes tidal disruptions on the planet, that can cause massive tidal surges, is still not enough on its own to cause the problems that we are all witnessing, but the undue force that this planet is systematically under makes this planet say the very worst place to set of a nuclear explosion at the wrong time, like say at the peak of the moons orbit at the extreme of the ellipse in transition. Say four or five badly timed, badly placed nuclear explosions in succession could just about have the desired affect.

This is a fragile world balanced on a fragile ecology and the balance is already disturbed by the morally deficient, mindless morons that think they can experiment on our living environment, because they all got impatient.

Now the greedy control freaks that want to control every body and every thing have devised a means to exact more money from us by playing on our guilt. The scientific community who already know the planetary orbit facts, the moons extraordinary force on the world, and that at the worst point in time they experimented with yet another nuclear device. Just why is the west up in arms about nuclear powers? Sort of begs a question doesn’t it. There is no greater evangelical zeal than from the reformed or converted.

The fictional Global warming scenario, is a money making exercise or scam, because Global warming implies that the green band is getting closer to the sun in the summer period, that would imply that the winter phase would be getting colder, now except for this year, the evidence does support the facts of the last thirty to forty years, winters have been mild and summers have been reasonable. As every ellipse will compensate to rotate. So for ‘Global warming to be real (both summer and winter warming) it would suggest that the planetary orbit has been shortened in some fashion. But as any scientist knows a hoola hoop is fixed on its path by mass, velocity and rhythm. Disturb the rhythm or displace the mass and the loop compensates and try’s to establish a new equilibrium, interrupt the velocity and you change the path, but it does take force, there are no mystical unknowns here. It takes force to change the path of a moving object or a well placed deflection or ricochet. Could the moons pull and a few strategic nuclear ‘tests’ change the course of an object that is moving at a thousand miles a second, what would it take to make a degree of a change.

The growing freak weather throws the Global Warming theory out the window, excessive weather fronts, prolonged bouts, Tsunamis, earth quakes, floods. It doesn’t look good for earning a crust from guilt now does it boys. Unless of course you know something we don’t?

With manufacturing falling off, and industry struggling to make a coin, with local authorities not getting their money, the whole system is on the edge of collapse. Taxes are not getting paid and people are tired of a system that never delivers. So just how do they get money from us. Well if you’re a banker you just hike your prices, after all we are a captive audience, and if we don’t pay willingly, they will just penalize us with penalties. If you are a Politician you just fiddle while Rome burns. Oh yes and if you’re a low life scientist just sell any story and fudge the figures to fit the clients needs. So who commissioned the big Climate fiasco. In the last thirty years or so the protesters have gotten fewer and the campaigns have fallen by the wayside, yet funny enough the system has now taken up the banner and is about to make legislation penalize the unwary. That must be what they meant by change, you didn’t really think it would be any kind of change that would benefit you now did you, you can’t be that naive.

Well what do you know we really are living in strange times.

A Vision in Russet Mane

Celestial Love

Diana that heavenly body with the greatest pull, set up a contest with the son of the galaxy lord Sol. Sol has the greatest power of all the masses in its lighted influence, seven planets in all were held in rhythmic cycles and this included their satellites. Diana the huntress made her way into the solar lords domain and positioned herself at a comfortable distance from the water planet that was the third rock from the solar lord and she just began to tug the bodies of water against the pulling power of the solar lord and she then started a phased rotation that made it look from Sol’s position that she was growing and diminishing, reflecting the pull and push on the earths waters. Her dance began a steady washing motion that stirred the waters of the planet into life giving tide and flow, undulating was her receding action as Diana’s movement stirred the waters of life around the planet.

One day the four elements became aware and talked in verse and song to the Celestial huntress as she waxed and waned across the heavens, Earth spoke with a deep and rumbling tone, meteringly he put it that his solar lord held all of life in his mass, and that from the earth he would bring forth the life that she had stirred up in the depth of the cold deep seas of the third planet. As earths great sonnet of the powers of its cradling goodness would be the larder of the world. Water began her fluid rush of sounds like tinkling brooks and running streams, like a cascade over a rocky brook. That her dance from vapor to rain and pooling again on the earth would be the nutrition of the source off all living things.  Air blue in at the end of waters trilling bubbling babble, with a fresh and invigorating burst of whispered references to  seed dispersal and aiding the solar light to the flora to begin the photosynthesis. Then as Air receded to a still calm, fire ignited the air, charging air to grab some moisture and carry it aloft, to cooler air where it would descend washed and purified, and the crackling sound of fires tones warmed Diana into seeing that the spoon that stirred the soup, was the force behind the life principle and was a little local representative of the Solar lord himself, as she now knew that she was the same principle manifested as a gentler force in locus.

Her own gentle action on the waters of life had their effect, as she stirred up the essences of life and dispersed the life with movement and the suns warmth brought the cold depth of growth the miracle of life in abundance.

So even to this day the Moons presence has a larger localized effect on the world today than just the collective might on the suns harsh glare and sustained pull. Yet Sol asked directly after a millennia or two how the contest that had originally brought Diana to this region of space was going and she looked puzzled and reflected that it had some significance but was not what she was all about now, Sol smiled his radiant knowing (and sometimes infuriating) smile and complimented the full aspect of his light on Diana as she entered the thirteenth house of her solar dance in the celestial year. Her harvesting phase is beginning and the dance has taken on a new aspect fore life, but the call for time was amended into the call of timing.

The solar lord was in his full aspect but the world was in its fourth quarter as the moon that harsh mistress, was entering her thirteenth house, the universal principles were all galactically in place and the harmony of being was disrupted by some of the living presences on the third rock as they segmented the year into easier accounting numbers and divisions, and caused disharmony in the celestial harmonics causing destruction and devastation as the song of life is out of step with the music of the celestial dance of light, movements and patterns. The refusal of the third rock to reflect the harmonics of the universe may well spell the end of its time as a living source of life and harmony. It may just be ‘It’s time for that affair to end’.

The Harvesters recommendations are:

If the changes are not made to revert to the harmonics of creation that reflect the locus in movement, light and form.

Full Aspect Shiva the Destroyer of worlds to be made manifest from the un harmonic realizations of the Krishna aspect (as long as the harmonics are disrupted this is the natural disposition of the realization process) bringing about land mass changes and water displacements, as life is too abundant and too prolific, for to be the right environment for the final harvest of the one hundred and forty four thousand souls of the new age covenants of the twelve houses, raised at the point of the realization of their sacred house.

You have until the Mayan Calendar runs out, a symbolic representation of running out of time, it is most appropriate as you will not listen and you clearly cannot learn, I will wager, that you will not make the necessary changes, nor will you know why they must be made, for like the local satellite, why you were started, was a contest and in your philosophy all contest have winners and losers, but no also ran’s. So your laws will apply to a contest situation. Your disruptions for controlling all things will trip you up, and your emotive-less reasons of logically assuming will be the stumbling blocks of your defeat as they clutter up your speeding feet. Your refusal to learn the lessons of compassion say the law of no quarter given (Solar Lords humor) no quarter expected (prophetic or what) will be the rule of your inhumane law.

Harmony, discord right back at you, so as a harvester you will reap what you have sown, historically, ignorantly and in complicity.

If the harmony of being is promoted, if the unification of mankind is achieved, for one perfect day, right out of won of your songs.

If the Julian vanity of reduced accuracy is restored to the thirteen houses, that a Judge must always have twelve stout and true of common stock. As it was with god and the twelve tribes, Christ and the twelve liars, so it is with a judge and twelve common folk.

The price for failure is to be hoisted by your own petard’s, the sword of justice has now been elevated to the position of the Damocles point to bear. This is the just point for the lair of the lion, for as the lion leaves the den it is always blinded by the light and will never see the sword fall. Aslan isn’t exempt for the cats that cradled the prey, did give the impression that the lion lay down with the sheep, but it didn’t count as it was by proxy. No proxy cats for the lion share, no scapegoats or get out clauses. The letter of the law for all common man is hung drawn and quartered, then dispersed to the four corners never to be united again. One law for all and none for any other, hardly the act of one man to his brother. You dished it out, so bear up and take it on the chin. If you don’t give true compassion, how can you expect to receive it, you dealt and dished out the law with no quarter given, theft of bread for to feed the hungry and they were transported, game theft on land that cannot be owned, imprisonment, workhouses, brutality was the compassionate meter you gave let that be what you receive. The clock is ticking the bell will toll, and someone’s head will be on the block at the right time and in the right place.  The red queen is now calling time for the final dance of the free man.

The Harvester scribe to creation and the harmony of being.

Stated this Sun’s day five moon cycles (weeks) from the Equinox 2010 two seasons and two Solar cycles form judgment day.

Find the Lady

That Old Shell Game

There is an old joke that thirty years ago was considered funny before the tyrannical PC dictators poured ridicule over the humorous business and nearly killed the joke industry, it is on a final recovery at the moment and is still only managing to ditch the dour diatribe of new age anti laughs, for the healing qualities of that great healer, the good old fashioned belly laugh.

The joke is preceded with this warning for all of the dictatorial petty killjoy’s of the PC dictatorial ranks:-

THIS JOKE USES A REFERENCE TO THE IRISH BEING THICK TO GET A GRATUITOUS LAUGH AT THE EXPENSE OF THE UNIVERSAL THICK BUMPKIN TYPE OF PERSON WHO JUST CANT LEARN FROM THEIR MISTAKES.

So if you are a dictatorial killjoy please skip the next paragraph as it may just offend you, see what you are all missing out on ah well all the more for people that actually have a sense of humor and like a good laugh.

It was Paddy’s first day on the site and the foreman came up to him and said, ‘Paddy what are you best at, building, mixing or digging holes’. Paddy quick as you like pipes up, ‘digging gaffer I’m real good at making holes and filling them’. Well the gaffer says ‘There are three shovels against that wall Paddy, so you take your pick and get started over there’. Paddy looks and just scratches his head in confusion.

How to confuse an easily confused person. But you would think that by now the Irish question would no longer be a question but just the need for an answer as the resolve has already been achieved by both parties. Hasn’t it?

Gordon Brown rushed of to hold the injured parties hands and settle the little squabble in the play ground and has emerged as the man of the hour, in his own minds eye that is, unlike the railroading the Ex prime minister gave the Iraq Inquiry, should have known with initials like aye, aye, it was likely to never hold water and it is a toothless tiger, as Tony Blair didn’t tell the ‘Blairing Truth’ and headed off all the potential embarrassing questions off at the pass. That old mythical claim about weapons of mass destruction delusion wasn’t even answered. Then they saw them now we don’t, that old shell game three walnut shells and a pea and the shuffle is done and the slight of hand is immaculate and oops it’s already to late we have invaded a foreign sovereign state, not even a sorry, not a regret and yet the man has clearly aged more than a decade for his trouble free conscience.

Chairman Broon has decreed that he will reform the political process to regain a nations trust in a system that has never worked, never delivered and will not even punish its own offenders. Yeah that will go down like a lead balloon. The change he wants to implement in a nation where three out of every five people that have the right to vote choose not to, that is the silent majority Gogs, but don’t let that stop you trying the old Blair Express method of filibustering your un workable solutions on a nation that is sick to the eye teeth of more lies and more crooked politicians, that are representative of one in five people, that’s a minority in any bodies accountancy Gordon. So the lame legacy of the fool at the head of the country is to not bring workable solutions to the table, not even clean up their own acts, but to get us to grade the idiots in the race, yes we can now grade the non runners and riders, into first second and third places. What a wonderful asset to this floundering nation. From yet another leader of dubious abilities and all this from his depleted arsenal to turn the ebbing tide of the failed capitalist regime, as it goes down for the third time. What a man what a her….. not even in the shadow of an illegal war, never in your wildest dreams.

If none of the parties have any workable solutions and none of the representatives can be trusted, or even relied on to do their duty, for the mere pittance they get as a pay that has them all fiddling the system as they call the kettle black, and keep misdirecting our attention away from the shady goings on that they are all up to just out of camera range. What is this magnificent change that is being proposed as a lame legacy of yet another fiddler on the rooftops. The twist in the find the lady scenario is the lady is never in the shuffle and is always palmed at the turnover, stitch up, rip-off. In the shyster’s shakedown. No party can ever deliver, no system has the solutions as money does not cover all the bets, not now nor at any time in the future.

They know that we don’t want the political parties that are in the trough, and that have been given enough time to tag and bag their own offenders and force them into that old state mythical justice fiasco, you know the state enforcement arm, otherwise known as the law. The thing that penalizes us to the exact letter, that hounds train robbers to the death, and lets child molesters, rapists and murderers back out on the street. If we steal we are hounded, ostracized, we lose our liberty, home, family and friends. The corporate enforcement arm of the judiciary asset stripes us to reclaim a few pounds of second hand goods sales for debts, and compounds our property less new status, before it steals the last of our self worth our liberty. So we don’t go climbing ladders for fear of snakes and other serpentine Asps at the bosom of the nations treasury, you know that party political piggy bank they all keep dipping into.

But they do after all see our property as theirs, and we are after all the little people. And so, what is theirs is their own and what is ours is theirs to take as they see fit. To cause a change in a system that does not allow for the mechanisms for real reform or change to happen, but simply plays the old soft shoe shuffle, round and round it goes, where it will stop no body knows. At the next election place a large X on the ballot paper from corner to corner and this is a legitimate vote being used to spoil a ballot paper, and all legitimate X’s must be counted and all spoiled votes must be declared, Wont that put the cat amongst the pidgins.

Waiting for the ‘One’

Against the Odds

The modern day myth that all women believe in the ‘One’ is contradicted by the dating practices of the modern female. After all if the one will find you on your life path as long as you are being true to yourself, then why are the biggest majority of women shopping around, why do quite a lot of women believe in the three dates scenario for finding out if someone is suitable. After all the one will be right, but they will not look the part, act the part or even appear on your tick list, of acceptable traits, looks or manners, income or desires, now will they.

And yet that is what is on the shopping list of the browsing female, you know the wish list, height, good looks, level of income and potential for future scope. It is true to say that, if you cannot say that the man that you are with is the one, then they definitely are not.  And no amount of waiting to see, hoping for them to come good, or even that old myth that you can change them, or improve them, these are all just excuses to not be alone. And that is a different answer to the question as it was first posed.

The modern female lives her hurried existence with lists, methods, and means scenarios, that never quite live up to the fractured forms of everyday reality.

As far as basic compatibility in life is concerned, then any decent, honest reliable or at least faithful partner would do the average female that does not believe in love. Say someone who simply wants to secure a provider for any future children.

If there are people in life that do believe in love and are prepared to hold out for it, even the law of averages says that in this harsh ungiving and relentless existence, the odds are astronomically against the average Jill and John ever meeting, matching and mating. The previous history of human relations for the last few millennia, suggests the odds are greater that we will find our nemesis, Achilles heel  or even just a tormentor to dog the days and the steps of our lives, and even if we don’t find a personal one the state cock-up’s and governmental mismanagements will dry roast the majority of people for the duration of their sentence here in hell.

History has shown that great romantic loves rarely exist in public life, or even in great peoples lives, Anthony & Cleopatra, great kings and queens alike, the records show that if anyone has a chance at a lasting happiness in this bedlam it is the small man or woman that does not take more than they need or aspire to great things that is most likely to find that jewel of the human heart. Take a walk in any graveyard and see the words much beloved, dearly loved and missed, wife husband and who knows maybe in some enlightened day some centuries form now, partner spouse, or even cherished friend. This is not to say that only the common man or woman can ever hope to keep alive the healthy flame of precious love in a dismal and exacting world.

The relief effort in Haiti has been hampered by the bureaucratic red tape of the powers that be, palms have been greased, bribes have been given and assurances have been made, and it still was a fact that peoples suffering was being bartered for control. Yes the infrastructure was almost devastated, yes the clamour of disjointed and uncoordinated efforts were tripping up the dancers as they blundered in to throw resources ad hock at everything that they initially came across. And we have all heard the stories of some relief centres getting three deliveries of aid while others were denied the essentials almost to mortal cost.

The smartest move of all was to move as much of the surviving populace out to the outskirts where at least in the rural districts, fish and small wildlife can sustain the fit and agile that can catch them, but water that most precious of life giving commodities was the one thing that they nearly compounded the injury with.

The chaos of two many headless chickens running around without a clue, minimal resources and good intentions. A lesson that we can only hope will be a negative template for future International Rescues to build positive overviews and means of organisation, and that each country that is most likely to be the epicentre of future aid hot spots should sign international agreements to stop the haggling at the critical points. Because put quite simply this will not be the last even if it is the worst to date. We will only know retrospectively in say a hundred years time, if we get better at dealing with the inevitable even if it is unknown, floods, fires, tsunami’s  and earth quakes, and volcanic eruptions. We cannot predict which will strike next but we can make preparations and we know roughly the regions that will be affected as they are the same ones that always do, with only one or two aberrations from regional propensity.

Out of the very worst of all things the well meaning have been found helping themselves to innocent lives in the mist of all of the chaos, these people did not seek to coordinate with the authorities, they acted on their own volition and just because there was women in their midst and they claim to be Christians, in this day and age in the wake of the scandalous abuse of children by women in a nursery right in our own back yard, and with the catholic priest atrocities in Ireland, we can only sigh a sigh of relief that they were caught in the act. This form of autonomy because they consider themselves to be doing good, but that they didn’t coordinate with the local authorities, moved to escape with the children, without permission, and not even checking that the children were indeed orphans, sends out warning signals of the very worst kind.

Hardship and great misfortune bring out the very best in hard pressed people, so much so that they will retrospectively surprise themselves at the retelling of their deeds. And out of the darkest recesses of the arrogant souls will slither the very worst of human nature, dressed up in a very good disguise.

Striking A Ballance

Down The Swany

Well that terrible duo the west end Muppet’s lead the crumbliest flakiest shareholders into a false sense of security sealing the sell out deal, with worthless words of reassurance only to revert to turn tail type within thirty-six hours as yet another knee jerk reaction from the people’s party for the working man, put the boot into the management level of a great British dynasty, only to seriously sell out the workforce of yet another endangered species the British manufacturer. Now these, turn coat dogs of war are still comforting themselves by the warm camp fires at the expenses of their electoral peers. The elected of the masses . …… well maybe soon to be elected representatives of the majority.

Nope no matter how you try to say it, it doesn’t quite ring true now does it. They are after all un-elected and unrepresentative of any kind of figure fixing majority in any poll the length and breadth of the land. The numbers just don’t add up, forty percent of the voting populace vote, that’s two out of every five, three abstain and that is the majority. The elected get elected in a three horse race by forty percent of the forty percent and that is less than one in five, not quite a majority or even representative of the populace now is it. The silent majority vote by not voting now if they could all be convinced to go and spoil a ballot paper as a none of the above vote against more of the same ineffectual, mindless, leaderless government, that is not of the people, nor is it for the people, nor is it by the people. Now that would be a ballot that would swing the political landscape away from the party rule and bring government back into the realms of reality.

One judge for one point of view and another for the mother, a mother that killed her son with an overdose of heroin is jailed for life with no understanding taken for her anguish and grief, and the fact that her life sentence is to live with the weight of her actions on her conscience every day for the rest of her life, while her liberty is withheld not as an act of justice, but to exact a punishment, on one who’s soul must be carrying an unbearable burden as it is, for no one is that certain about anything in life, and recriminations will haunt her for the rest of her days. But a man that pursued a burglar and beat him about the head and body with a cricket bat to such an extent that the bat broke, I defy anyone to attempt to break one, just to see what sort of force was used. The burglar ends up with brain damage and the, ‘injured party’ was jailed for an act of revenge. To pursue and continue the attack after only being tied up and scared into submission, does now balance the scales of any judicial process.

But what the hey, we let more hardened criminals out and back into the streets than we put away for any clear and defined time. But we somehow manage to keep the prisons full of low risk, petty neer do wells to the point that the institutions are busting at the seems, and there is no room for the people that should never be allowed back into so called polite society.

A government that fooled a board of directors with lies that they could not ever substantiate, and then a quick about turn when the foul deed was done, a judiciary that does not have any kind of consistency in any part of its make up or processes. A care less in the community social network that is failing children and the elderly right across the board. Cant be the writing on the wall now can it. The decline of a civilization is reflected in these points of note:

*when the people of a country stop identifying themselves with the country and start identifying with a group. A racial group. Or a religion. Or a language. Anything, as long as it isn’t the whole population.
*Particularism.
*(people) lose faith in both the police and the courts.
*High taxation
*inflation
*the ratio of the productive to those on the public payroll.
*Violence.
*Terrorism
*Riots

The death of empires and civilizations has happened in the past, Rome, Greek etc. But the world cannot simply move away and, this will not cause a fractioning of the fabric of our way of life. But it may just spell the end of a way of not getting things done.

For all the silent majority please vote at the next election, just take your marker and begin at one corner of the paper to the opposite corner at the base then repeat with the two other corners to create a massive X on the page, so it is still a vote, and not a scribble as that is not a valid voting procedure, that would be a spoiled vote, but the X is a none of the above vote, don’t waste your time and effort, as they must count all of the spoiled votes (not in the little boxes for each candidate} and if they out-way the legitimate votes that will be a democratic majority in any bodies book.

Imagine being invited to a bottle party and turning up without a bottle, well thats a little bit rich and has been known to happen. Now imagine you are on your way to the worst natural disaster to happen in the last few hundred years, and not even bothering to bring along pain killers in your medical relief program, wasn’t even on the list were they guys, wasn’t as bad as one week later they are still not getting the supplies they do have distributed, but worst of all the need for water just seems to escape their notice, just the people that you want on your side in an emergency, an estimated one million new orphans in the world, that begs the question did two million parents die or disappear, or was that one million single parents that died or disappeared?

The Yanks are there in force, typically throwing their weight arround, restricting other countries efforts instead of integrating and coordinating them, not the actions of potential world class leaders or thinkers now is it. Doctors are performing operations in worse that battle field conditions without the proper medication, and no pain killers. barbaric or what.

A world scale natural disaster happens roughly about once every three to five years, always in the most inaccessible terrain, in the back waters of the third or developing world. The world puts its hands in its pockets and we all limp along to the next impending doom.

No coordinated world class International rescue bodies with resources, means and a stockpile of medication, manpower or knowledge. Each country does not have a local knowledge infrastructure, that can place, machinery, stocks and resources, translators, guides and emergency relief staff. No but lets go and invade a few countries instead and browbeat people into our way of thinking instead.

That’s FAB Virgil

International Rescue

Thunderbird One is go brains, and the first wave of chuck everything over there as quickly as possible has begun, the logistics has beaten the worst trained, raw recruits to arrive at yet another world tragic event. Who let these apprentices into International rescues élite squad, how did they fake it past the entrance exams. No peace core branch, or even boot camp for the events that are always the same, begs the questions:-

Where is the disaster:-

At the other side of the world mate, the western world doesn’t get that sort of destruction.

What is needed:-

Ground force and medical emergency staff, kitted and trained, Food and  supplies, and mobile accommodations, and latrines, with stockpile perimeters. Distribution trucks and centers.

Protocols:-

Water, Food, temporary shelter (earthquakes, floods, tidal disruptions, Fires). Medical supplies, mineral solutions and vaccines.

Terrain familiarity:-

Local knowledge experts, translators and subsequent chains of team leaders. Relevant equipment, lifting, clearance, short-haul, erecting machinery, prefab pods for bridges and shanty structures. For worst case scenarios, all local area depots and a strategic backup incase of wide scale destruction.

After all if the pharmaceutical, industry could panic the nations of the world to sell their wares, like swine flu vaccinations, why can’t the nations of the world that have to face the facts that every few years a world scale disaster is likely to happen, while flu has always been a secondary or complications killer and it always will be, catching the sick, the infirm and the unwary. Fact of life. And just as sure as fate from Tsunamis to earthquakes and floods and bush fires, the world gets caught with its kegs round its ankles every  three to five years. Duh is this a no brainer or what. That’s F.A.B Brains Blunderbirds are GO. After all it falls to the charity of every nation when it happens again and the history has shown that the response every time is as bad as this last tango in Hades jungle.

The Campbells Deal

A Nations Pride

A Nations Pride

Well the rushed through rape of the Scottish Highland landscape goes ahead without even a whimper from the Sell-out Numpty Pillock’s. They rolled over for the American trump card that was a hole in one and now lead the charge to be the first to provide a dirty and quick solution for the new decade clean energy brigade. Never mind leading the way in conscientious government practices that should weigh up the task of laying a cable to sell the as yet undeveloped power production of the northern reaches of our Isle, cart before the horses yet again.

The big hurry is not the time it takes to implement the build, so as to take advantage of the first wave of off shore tidal and wind generators anchored in the steady Atlantic breeze. It is simply yet another jumped up business strategy to get in quick and do a cheep and nasty build to get the whole thing moving, as we hand the whole thing over to the minimum investors for maximum returns mind set that is the cheep and nasty solution thinkers of the old guard, the very thinking principles that have brought a world economy to its knees. But don’t let that stop you, not on my account.

Is this government going to demand a pledge from the hurry up brigade that they will within the next five years begin the laying of an underground cabling system to replace the blots on the landscape … NO, and that they will demand that a compensation scheme will be in place to subsidise the loss of trade from the expected reduction in the tourists… NO. This will affectively produce a first negative investment return of a loss of income to the Scottish tourist trade. As they all rush through the legal processes before any organised resistance can slow the processes and delay the dirty tricks brigade, or hamper the modern day Campbell’s deal of the new sell out turncoats as they all brown nose the southern masters and rim the trimmings out of this crooked deal wholey in keeping with their character traits of old.

No chance that they will show the way forward by limiting the savage use of force to steal a lead on any other investors. Just who are these companies that will buy the power and sell it on and just what do we get, besides no right of say in what the impact the build will have in a new national park, the tourist hotspot that is Stirling and all the tartan trail landmarks that keep bringing the tourists to this land of their fathers. No right to demand that they justify a start date for the full production of power generation and insist that these cheap skate land rapists be made to tow the line and not put a dent in an already established income, suicidal in these uncertain times. As the world economy teeters on the edge of the inevitable collapse of the failed greed driven, poorly managed, cheep solutions, as devised by the quick fix merchants of the failed age of reason.

It would show great leadership for one of the government bodies of this country to stand up to the money houses and show where the real power is, and not to quietly strip for the inevitable shafting from the grabbers and destroyers of the old age practices. Ah well anything without the balls for the fight will get the bitch slapping that it deserves, the oil was siphoned away at the hands of a Westminster government, but a Scottish seat of powerlessness selling out its own future for a quick fix. The shame is in the hands of the likes of Soapy Salmond and his comic book cut out palls as they reside in their imaginary clubhouse of mock upturned boats that is the playpen of this puppet government. As they are kept on a nice and safe short leash, to scared to rock the boat in the storm. Oh ye of little faith. Selling out a chance for this country to gain its first independent income from generation, development and direct sales, all pissed down the drain on the yuletide spirit.

So Trump shafted the greedy little short termers, and now the financial houses of the failed system all suddenly see gold in them there hills, and Salmond and co are ready for another shafting at the hands of the masters of the failed order of the fallen dream of the new age recovery that never was, how come Mr Independence is handing away our means of independence without a by your leave. No just can’t work that one out it just all looks to shady and hypocritical for to be real, can it be …….. ?

The summary of the historic view of this day and age as read by the children of 2050 will read something like this:-

The failed nation that was Scotland before it was reintegrated into the central government of the British Isles, was brought to its knees as easily as its last monarch was beheaded by the Great British monarchy, and they never really ever found the strength of character or the will to resist, after their banking system was undermined by an infiltration of English investment bankers, that coup brought the once mighty and flowering Scots canny sense to the edge of ruin and was taken over and broken up amongst the west end wolves and their money house masters. The infiltration and collapse was used to destabilise the economy and leave the banks open to seizure and were subsequently broken up by power brokers and asset stripped as all financial dealings were drawn south to the land of their betters.

The nation lost its autonomy when its oil was stolen for the collective and was then killed of when its power industry was still a gleam in a few great thinkers minds. The nation that never got off its knees and took its place at the quadrant of the base of power that should have been the United kingdoms of the British Isles. The power mad master of the universe that subjugated two thirds of the known world at one time under the British Empire, went on to world domination with nothing left to stop them as they …..

The picture of a Nation that murdered our monarchy, and out manoeuvred our ability to sustain our own autonomy, after all they would not like to be seen to invade a sovereign state like Scotland or to be seen to stand in its way if it decided to stand on its own two feet for once. If it could ever find real leadership and not the kind of whoring that is going on as soapy and chums all ass kiss the liars and thieves of our destiny.

One turncoat in Westminster that old pied Fifer, Mr black and white himself and a modern day Campbell in the playpen club house up here playing at politics, but the script for this new age farce is not set in stone yet.

If this nation could for once stand up and be counted, it may yet achieve the destiny it deserves, rather than take the doled out pittance from its established demon. For once it may just be better the devil we don’t know than more of the same tactics and short-changing that has been the English manner of exchange for the Scottish pound it was only ever worth ninety pence to the pound for decades, that the crown that was murdered, the oil that was soaked away, and now the potential for our own national industry to be handed to some jumped up grabbers.

The year of homecoming brought a swelling of pride as the sons of the displaced forefathers returned to this once great nation, and warmed themselves in our homecoming glow of the welcome in the hill sides and glens, as they traced roots and made fond new connections, the power of national pride for this portion of this little Isle just might be the groundswell of the turning of the tide.

How much would we all chip in, in time effort and even the hard earned to make this turn out in our favour, to make the companies put the power lines underground and restore the land as they go or pay for the desecration and loss of income to the beauty of this once proud land.

Well flowers of Scotland it looks like they have thought again and are back to steal away our future, do we lay down and give up our goods or do we do what is right for ourselves and our children’s futures.

As far as company footprints go these short sighted days, nations will have to eventually follow suit and enforce companies to stop taking the mean line for quick fixes and fast returns, and make them beat as they sweep as they clean. Or stop them dead in their tracks.

As the decade known as the noughties ended with a whimper and a freeze hit the world. As fate or God defies the lies of global warming as he lays down a blanket of frigid indifference to the fall of mans reign. As the new decade the Uno’s enters the world stage the first action from the puppet government of Scotland is an act of self defeating subjugation, as it takes the prone position under the heel of its masters.

The first man was given dominion over the land, the sea, and the air, and with that dominion includes the upkeep and maintenance of the domain, as the church has claimed to be the representatives of god on earth just how much of their fortune is devoted to this task as laid on the first in line. God may just taste the sea and note the depletion, he may just sniff the air, and a walk in the bush will be enough to make up his mind. The last thing that god will ever do, is enter a church of MAN, or ask any so called seat of celestial power in Rome for its opinion. And like this un pitying weather his opinion is final.

This cold is the hand of god against the tide of reason, and the storm is coming, but can be provided against. Changes are needed now and not when it suits investors, not when politicians can tear themselves away from their demanding lifestyles, as they already don’t allow little things like national need, future deficits and bearing responsibilities for their own acts of wanton destruction in the false idol of progress interfere with their destructive selfish march into the mists of some unknown undeclared utopia that will only ever suit them and will never clean as it goes, plan for all contingencies and prepare a waste disposal program as well as a clean production regime. That would just interfere with their lifestyles. After all the litmus test is, if you or I were to be sacked we would be entitled to two weeks to a months notice, but the family employees of the crooked grabbers have five years grace and favour, one law for them and another for us, cant accuse them of that now can we?

Buyer beware when dealing with the devil remember to count your fingers after he shakes you down.

Downfall of the Sun

That Old Judas Goat

A real winter has marked the beginning of the new decade, Christ’s anniversary was celebrated and was all warm and fuzzy round the Yule tide firesides of the cave dwelling hairless bears, that hibernate and celebrate with the provisions from their well stocked larders.

Two thousand years ago twelve liars followed around a good man, a local woman had stopped sleeping around and was following around the good man as he did good deeds and helped the infirm and lame. The ring leader of these liars cheats and thieves was one Thomas the Doubter, as he undermined all things of faith, denied anything he hadn’t seen with his own eyes, and ridiculed anything that broke the bounds of reality as tricks and stunts, this forerunner of the scientific method, generally put it about that the good man found them all and told them each and every one to follow him.

It is a little known fact of the time and a great myth was started from this insistence that when the student is ready the master will appear, this goes contrary to the accepted facts, just look to India the land of the guru, the followers all seek the master and follow his ways, just doesn’t reflect the lies as laid down by the fickle insidious doubter. The liar found an easy mark in one of the sons of gullibility one Judas Iscariot, easily led not very bright and having a crisis of faith easy pickings for the infiltrator,

This faithless band that latched on to a good man, for only a good man can be so imposed upon by shady grubby users and braggart. For a good man will not stoop to judge. This faithless brood of banded brothers, were spooked by a little weather in a boat, tried to get the master to visit the rich as the pickings were better in the rich quarter. This good man walked through hardships, accumulating no wealth or stock of worldly goods, and tried to shake these fickle followers of his trail. The only one in their midst that ever kept the faith was the woman, she never lost faith and was by his side unlike the band of brothers. In a patriarchal society where men used church and law to subjugate women, this man elevated her to equal, and revered her as beloved.

These liars state that he said they should start a church in his name, this man that could read and write and was in synagogues arguing theology with rabbis up to the age of eleven, and got nothing but patronage and dogma for his troubles with the scriptures. This man that spoke parables in the modern parlance and never quoted scripture never started a church and never wrote a book. He only went back into a church to pick a fight with the liars and money changers in the dead husk, where spiritual life once flowed with the milk of human kindness, and what did he get for his troubles.

Once another good man was plagued by the harassment of unwanted imposers, and this good man had many beautiful women in his life, his name was Mohamed, the women controlling bullies, ogled and leched after all that they could not have in this good mans house, then the beautiful women all started to cover themselves up when they were around and this included taking the veil. The lechers were incensed and the women kept the display of their beauty for the true love in their life, and remained covered up when the infidelities of the leches were broadcast so clear as to be palpable. This society was a reflection of the patriarchal inferior way that men have for needing to control women, in how they dress, behave and are treated as property, the truly petty try to control everything about the power of beauty, grace and charm. All this just to try to empower themselves by force and dictate, the law of the rule that became the rule of the law.

So these petty people used the excuse against their own women that if they truly loved them they would show the same devotion as the good mans household did as a mark of respect and love.

Ah well old stories that cannot be proven end up as myth and tradition, and men still to this day try to empower themselves by having great beauty in their lives, just look at every minor celebrant as they climb the slippery slope, and see how the really petty have all tried to manipulate a beautiful woman to advance themselves.

So here is a role call of the tragic and the infamous:

For every woman that had an illegitimate child and the church, means test took on the dimension of moral arbitrators (r-b-traitors right-bloody-traitors), over the decades thousands were persecuted and refused basic sustenance, by the morally superior. No compensation for the hurt or the deceased. Not from the self righteous sons of the moral dictates. Just as there is no justice or compensation for the children abused by the catholic pretenders to the haloed thrown of truth and light in the world. The seat of wisdom and compassion does not carry the seeds of truth, but still scurries and slithers in the shades of lies, under the cover-ups of the seen to be believed.

Whitley Huston still carries a millstone around her neck. Britney Spears as she choked back the tears when her chancer stabbed from the inside track of her known weaknesses. Diana Spencer defied a dynasty and a well oiled machine that has worked for centuries to keep the elite out of the mud where they truly belong. Marilyn Monroe and her well worn tale of woe and the trail of leaches that led to the very top of the ant heap.

Even in this modern day world of so called better days Cheryl Cole found that her career was getting to big an acclaim for someone’s delicate little ego, but this dutiful wife once again shows that it is the woman that bears the weight when the male buckles under the burden of an overbalanced or top heavy (big headed) ego.

But the worst offender in the public pillory must be the great beast of the open green, that Tiger without ball control, and for once beauty has had the last say as they laid the great beast low, by his lack of character. No one can have it all and the cost of too much is everything.

That first good man I spoke of that had the rabble on his tale for decades, one son of faith that carried his word carried it to this land of the Scot and here the seed took hold and this follower of truth found himself crucified like his master. The compassion of the good man lives and breathes in this rugged land.

The same seed in America will still seek vengeance, the same seed in the middle east will chop of hands and stone people to death, and by petty rule will subjugate others to strut as they crow, but the seed of forgiveness, compassion and charity took root here in this land, and if we all look at the world stage as the good and righteous all vie for the mythical position of world leadership, who among them are worthy.

Answers on a post card to:-

Would you Adam and Eve IT

The Land of the Free

Just over the Rainbow

B 7HER

Pssst (stage whisper)

Can the Son of God be killed by mortal man?          hmmmm

Same address

The hand that Rocks the Fable

Gotta pick a pocket or two blue ……

Well Obama called the Chinese the kettle, not bad coming from the pot, and he spouted accountability as the incentive to hold a nation to task, yeah right after you man. Which country in the world today will ever allow a collection of bullies to intimidate them into kowtowing to threats and blame tactics. When America stops trying to chuck blame around and accounts for its own atrocities all done in the higher name of the greater good, and never retaliated as an act of vengeance. When America takes responsibility for its own pollution levels, and reigns in its galloping consumption of the dwindling world resources. When America cleans up its own act and gets its own game together and leads from the front and doesn’t just shout accusations of foul play from the sidelines, and the rest of the worlds nations just gawp at the spectacle. Then and maybe only then can they show the way ahead by example, and cut this ridiculous charade from the cover of the international stage, at that great big pollution fest that was held in the coldest climactic regions, as a real winter finally hits the world again.

Hard to believe that the people that were so calmly having a life style as the world waltzed to oblivion, that looked the other way while the banks destroyed a world economy by hiring gamblers and giving them their head to cut a profit. All managed to get around a table and start talks, managed to cock the whole thing up and got nothing agreed, can’t imagine how that happened. World class thinkers, movers and shakers, experts from every discipline known to man all under the same banner in the same local (when conferencing would have saved us tons of irony) and they still couldn’t get their acts together, Obama grandstanding, China made out to be the red herring. These world class schedulers and project managers with the accumulated wisdom of the modern day expertise of the best political disciplines in the known world, still couldn’t come to an agreement, the old chestnut of my man will call your man and well do Copenhagen, but their haglen’s no copen.

The push me pull you of staging a public farce is still all smoke and mirrors, as the headless chickens all run around tripping up on their own protocols and procedures, and low and behold nothing changes it still remains the same.

The big issue is not being dealt with as if the main players are all being forced to pretend to believe in something they knew was a lie and were all just paying lip service and are using the buffoons tactics to cover up and farce of the whole program.

Now as world manufacturing falls to an all time low the holy grail for these morons to rake the cash in from us and keep themselves in the laps of luxury, was using our collective guilt to fleece the sheep for their spoiling of the world, for manufacturing that they wont force to clean up can’t be them to blame it must be the consumer, you know the fool that is easily parted from his cash, who just keep buying into a political system that has never worked and never will. Just how can they keep fleecing us as the global warming theory diminishes from the collective unconscious after an almost arctic winter? Gotta pick a pocket or two blue.

What if all the scientific live testing of nuclear weapons has thrown the global orbit of the earth off kilter and has stretched the ellipse so that for a period the earth was subject to a squashed orbital ellipse, artificially warming the globe, just enough to start a convincing rumour and to nail some legislation to tax the over taxed. What if a passing comet left a heat trail that has been affecting the earth’s progression as all galaxies including this one is expanding outwards into the cosmos, and our orbital transition has past out of the wake of the heavenly bodies influence. 

What if the damming of the Yangtze river affected the global tidal system and diverted or dissipated the gulf stream so much that it had a cooling effect on the global tropical streams, giving the world a stay of execution for a few more decades than the idiots that cannot balance the books, and the other idiots that keep fudging the figures to aid failing ideologies, cant finally get their acts together to save the world from the mess they created in the first short-sighted place, limited, thinking poorly conceived manufacturing programs etc, etc.

Pollute to profit and damn the world got America, Britain, and the western world out of their own dark ages, and now other emerging nations are being told, well actually guys we made such a mess of it you can’t, or shouldn’t unless we the original cock ups get to interfere monitor your progress keeping you under our heels, yeah like that will go down well won’t it.

What if the poor liars all had to get a real job and work in the same conditions as the rest of us and had to face the hardest of realities on a day-by-day basis. No prosecution for theft of public money by deception, no prosecution for murdering an innocent man, no prosecution for failing to negotiate a sound solution for emissions, no prosecution for companies that continue to pollute the world unchecked. No prosecution for invading a country under false pretences. No prosecution for overriding other people’s civil rights and civil liberties as they publicly castigate someone else’s failings (China).

Yet they have already started on the unemployed, in a dying world market, yeah that makes sense as its a workforce that creates a business, but its an employer that designs the thing, and that rare bread are now in a dwindling minority. They then rounded on the single mothers again a whole seven hundred of them, then they started to coral the lame and the infirm, money that old pile of paper was sited as the reason, from a government that just prints more to suit itself, then hands the tax years earnings over to their old partners in crime the penny pinching compulsive gamblers of the new age, yes of course these people aren’t hired for their skills, they are not head hunted for their expertise, they talk a good fight, they kiss the faithful, shake hands with the gullible and pat babies on the head, but get round a table and talk about pressing problems, not on yer life boy. Time to clean up their act is well overdue. Tripling the national debt for the next few decades, what a stoke of genius right in the midst of the worst economic collapse in the history of the globe. Giving the banks free reign to do as they please is a master stoke, hope someone has called gamblers anonymous and got them in the wings ready for the next fall-out.

Must be driving them barmy how do they get our money now as we all hang on and hold the world in stasis, by not buying landfill junk straight off the conveyor belts of the pulp fed tidal economy boom as it busts on the rock of hard times.

The excuses wont wash guys, its all the Chinese’s fault, Oh yes it is, oh no its not. Its all behind you, where ……, behind you.

Oh no its not its all in front of you as you try to sweep it aside, it is in the wings just at the edge of your awareness and all it does is wait for that inevitable moment when the mask drops, when you blink, or just take your eye of the ball for a moment, then the facade is over, the genii will never go back in the bottle again.

The thick as thieves,

That never achieves

The glorious super order,

Can’t kill dissent by making us cannon fodder

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 No scapegoat for your abuse

We’ve heard every excuse

Its not the enemy to fear

Though the thought does cheer.

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The condemned man eats a hearty meal

For breaking with the demons deal

With all the prospects of a condemned lifer

The bell tolls the tune of the pied Fifer

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Well you had your day,

Then you lost your way,

Blaming others as you fell to ground,

Mysterious weapons were never found

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Tiger was in the bushes of some luscious little beauties?

He was taking care of business and ignoring all his duties

He was just short of a coven

Now stewing in a witch’s oven.

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Cant run or hide, the media hound will seek

No rest for the wicked and no justice for the meek

What a lad he’s still trying to get under cover

What if the truth was there was only one lover

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We have all heard one side but not the other

Some women ignored a wife for a piece of the brother

Some starlets working on getting a Tony

All that hype and its still baloney

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The high flying crew got a good grounding

That rapturous applause was just to re-sounding

They missed the mark but there will be other ways

But at least not, for the next twelve days.

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A Chill Wind

A Bit Parky Out

There is a storm gathering just at the edge of effective awareness, just beyond the short-sighted rim of limited perceptions. The tempestuous base being stirred from the dregs of the bitter aftertaste left from the cup of wrath, discarded by the spoilt game players who set out to fleece the willing sheep brigade of storm chasers and disgruntled camp followers and various and sundry itinerants from the decimated camps of ‘the world is ending’ and ‘the end is nigh brigade’ of optimists that perceive disaster in all that they hear and see.

Lets look again at the facts before some spoilsport misdirects attention again by asking the wrong questions to divert attention from the scurrying raiders of the lost grail. As they try to slip away in the night without a fight but try to disperse in the green haze cloud they have left hanging over the future of existence. This question mark is as big a smoke screen as all the other misdirection devices that the parasitic one percent have ever employed since the liars first set themselves up to cream the surplus from the hard pressed.

The wind of change is blowing still and it will not abate in these shores until it has run its natural course. To not take advantage of our own autonomy is the greatest act of suicide any nation could ever be guilty of, in any time line or probable history of all of the possible realities of the multiversity. And all this is happening at a time when our nation has been snookered by infiltrators into our banking system that brought it down from inside, the banks were only guilty of hiring the best from the world class leaders in the markets and not from playing the beautiful game as a local enterprise, ego and pride before the fall. The strategic attack on our nation has been started by our neighbour from hell and their palls across the globe to leave us supine before the horde.

Just like the football in Scotland as opposed to the hierarchical system of our neighbours, football for us is a social event, lads from the pub on a Sunday afternoon playing another local team, local lads we know, went to school with, drink in the same pub as and work shoulder to shoulder with, is a far cry from the international financial farce that the rest of the world is trying to sell the public by making sport into a ripoff business.

The Coop Bank and the Clydesdale and just a few other sensible investors that didn’t buy into the world wide hype of rich rewards in quick turnovers and fleet footwork, you know in the world of buyer beware, be gone before they realise the sting in the tale. But the Royal Bank of Scotland is a little bit like those other modern day Campbell’s as they all try to sell out for riches else where in a declining if not decimated world economy, that old firm double act that sees itself as ahead of their own field and front runners that will never be allowed to play in the big boys grownup games as they are still seen as foreigners. Leaving them a quarter turn downcast and just a little green with envy as they get bluer and bluer. To buy someone else’s failed dream is a folly in its own right, but to sell out your own to do it is a sin of the first order of magnitude.

There was a potato famine in Ireland the historic consequences of which are now legendary. It is a little known fact that this country had a similar famine, and unlike the magnitude of loss and displacement to the Irish of over a million souls, penalised by their unyielding masters. In Scotland the loss was around a hundred by comparison, as genuine compassion was exercised to preserve the life blood of our nation even if they were displaced as a result.

This whole world is being lead to believe that we, the man in the street are responsible for the state of the world health, not the loggers, not the companies that pollute as they produce, not the designers that don’t incorporate or devise waste management procedures and policies in production techniques, that placed dirty businesses in hard pressed areas to ingrain them in the fragile economies as the life props that keep the local area upright in the hard pressed cash flows, coal, nuclear, chemical agents and manufacturing processes for cosmetic products like paint, make up etc. So they would rather tax us than do the job, they would rather bully other nations than legislate on unpopular or controversial issues, they lead from behind or leave it to sort itself out. So why wont they legislate against dirty manufacturers that still use dirty processes and why have they delayed any action for half a decade. And of course why is it that MP’s family members have five years to find s replacement job, yet you or I would be on our ear in three months as prescribed by industry practices, but hey that’s another issue.

The truth about manufacturing landfill projects, or the straight to bin cheep goods conveyor belt production has almost disappeared and new manufacturing is falling off at an alarming rate. Greater discernment from the buying populace has stripped the production process down to a dwindling few hard-pressed market leaders. With no manufacturing growth areas the writing has been on the wall for decades. The so called service sector has been diminishing and floundering for the better part of the last decade, only helping to undermine the effect of the manufacturing decay, delaying the open effect from being see to readily by the man in the street or the watchers in the know. Subsidies and various and sundry other incentive based tactics have also helped to mask the death smell from the rotting corpse that is the death throes of the industrial age as it declines into an early grave, from overwork, poor workmanship and materials, greedy owners and selfish tactics, bad working conditions, low pay, and poor working practices it was inevitable, and was clearly visible from the top down perspective of the elite one percent.

The profiling result from the national psyche of the western nations is, we are hamstrung by guilt from religious quarters to social conditioning and schooling practices that the rest of the world does not suffer from. We are made humble and servile to the ruling order to the detriment of ourselves. But isn’t that handy if it can be made to look like our own insatiable lust, according to the hype, for things. Is the cause of the planet warming up in a world that no longer needs to work to a twenty four hour clock on a seven day enforced regime, that breaks families and crushes spirits and undermines the peoples of the so called better off nations. Where manufacturing has fallen off to a trickle as we refuse to spend, spend, spend, while the third world nations now push their manufacturing to new heights, and to further muddy the waters the fourth world economies are all aspiring to join the lemmings in the headlong rush towards a better lifestyle. And are lining up behind China as it sets its feet to make a bigger push to raise the level of the quality of life for its front runners, as this nation casts of the hair suit of the communist decades of abstinence and self denial giving way to a repression surge for the opposite aspiration from the children of the revolutionaries of the new order, as they finally break from the decades of depravation and finally get to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

This nation has in its history the ingenuity and the holistic view to healing that may well make them the progenitors, from their formidable industrial ability coupled with their cohesive unity, will may be the nation to deliver better working practices, cleaner manufacturing processes and waste disposal technologies for the new age of reason.

So the mindset that saw the decline of manufacturing and had a top heavy control structure, saw this a means to stay milking at the top while never delivering any of the services that they claim to deliver, trash collections once a fortnight, poorly funded, schools, hospitals, prisons, police and armed services, claw-back authorities that penalise to raise capital. All instead of shedding the excess load, while local authority workers are quiet, except for librarians, who occasionally have to stage a protest about money. All non-profit sections as industry would call them but all highly necessary for a stable society.

Meanwhile back in the land of nod and the west end farce that is the longest running un-authored play in London at the moment, even after a long resting period for the main cast. We are still subject to a legislation process that will not enforce stricter rules on manufacturing designers and will not reign in the banks, will not change policy to control drugs, while we all foot the bill from the carnage that is the drinking culture in this nation that drains resources and creates social chaos on a weekly basis. No they would rather invade a foreign soil to impose an imperial dictate and hand the reigns to the local mad dogs that will pay lip service to gain control from the nice invading thug before he retreats back to his safe harbour. Leaving the foreign lands decimated and its people worse off than before they intervened and dictated terms to suit their own ends and now retrospectively it appears no others ends.

A country like America where California will be the locality that will set the trends for the future, as its residents take a leaf out of the self realisation gurus handbooks from the eighties children. Where they have started to regulate or manage their own footprint as their so-called leaders cant or just wont.

The nations that all should be leading from the front are all showing a distinct lack of leadership in a world crisis, but there is no shortage of candidates for the mythical position of world leader of the four quarters of the world conglomerate federations. Now none of them are showing any good form on the leadership front yet they are all vying and jockeying for pole position as world-class negotiators. Shame they are all managing to trip up on their obvious lack of integrity as they clamour for photo opportunities, as their respective parties reign them in and keep them all on short leashes as they are just being a little precocious and can easily be seen as the cart before the horse, but thanks for tipping us the wink in your feet of clay dance to the head of the cue.