Government Gone Crazy

 I have received 2 very scary emergency alerts. I was not expecting them. They were an hour apart. One was bad enough. Why 2?

They are British Government alerts about fire danger:  Check your BBQ. 

I thought a government alert was for warfare, bombs, shooters, attacks, missiles,  stay indoors, don't move.

I see this as causing more fires from arsonists. Most fires are started  deliberately all over the world.  By arsonists. I repeat.    Forest fires, heath fires, stack fires.  

Our government is mad with not one iota of brain.  

The arsonists are getting out the matches as I write. They are laughing.

Asylum Camp

Andy Burnham, the man of the people, decides that the Crown  planning permission mechanism for change of use can be rushed through in order to send 1250 asylum seekers, illegal immigrants, to Barnham on the Norfolk Suffolk border.   Normal town planning legislation will not apply. 

Isn't this just the wonderful sort of thing you wanted when you voted in every way to not get a Tory government, you would punish them, but little did you think about how you would be punishing yourself and everybody else.   

Barnham is a village of 600 people or less.   The new asylum camp will be in existence for 10 years we are told today.   It will be guarded round the clock.    The camp will house all males we are told.  

The inhabitants of Barnham and Thetford which is the nearby town with supermarkets and amenities but no pathways because this is rural Norfolk/Suffolk will be demonstrating outside the camp again tonight.  The Barnham camp was an RAF base in wartime and beyond.  

My neighbour Sue's son lives in the village where he went for peace and quiet.  I wonder what he thinks about the camp of men in flip flops and jihadist attire.   I haven't seen her to hear the news.  The village was nice she said.  

The camp was used by Norfolk and Suffolk constabulary for training in the trees and lawns and old buildings with pretend aggravated situations acted out.  They rented it on an annual basis until June when they approached the Ministry to make an offer to buy it.  They were immediately told it was no longer available at all and they, the government,  would have it themselves.  

Perhaps until that point they didn't remember it existed.  So now the police can have real live practice of dealing with unrest, unhappy people, and jihadist garment clad young men, where mobile phones are to be banned (dream on) and no alcohol.  No bar maids to be murdered there then, well that's a relief.   No doubt you will see Barnham on the news, possibly referred to as Theford up the road cos it's bigger than a little quiet rural parish in Suffolk.   

How will medical facilities be provided in a part of rural England where doctors and dentists are in short supply and cannot serve the people as it is?

Plans to stop migrants Andy?  No, I thought not, you have no plans to stop them whatsoever.

I bow to thee my country?

Recap

 Catch up time on the blogs is obvious from the page views that it lags  24 hours to 48 hours.  I get used to it but I am not pleased with it but blogger is what it is, free and useful, unpredictable.  Yesterday Ilona alerted her readers to a post she said I had just published when in fact I had published it 24 hours before.  Her side bar had not caught up.  And this morning it has still not caught up and the Eclipse and Mourinho post is not shown.  It will be 48 hours behind.   There seems no rhyme nor reason to the updating.  It is a lottery and no two blog lists on side bars are updating at the same speed.   Magnons Meaderings sometimes updates as soon as he publishes, other days it doesn't.  On my reading list he often takes 24 hours to update.  Linda in Greece, Kiwi Alien, can take 48 hours to appear on my list.   Ook does not appear for 48 hours or longer.  This morning I caught up on three posts that I had missed.  Some people look at their favourite blogs regardless of updating on blog lists, I am one of those, but many others only look if the reading lists update.  And it is easy to forget to look like I did with Ook.  For topical stuff  updating is important in my view.  News that is old news is stale and uninteresting to the reading public.  I have a post on further news from Cambridge University but I haven't written it because I want immediate publication and reaction which I won't get here. 

Yesterday I wrote about the eclipse and Mourinho on tv and a massage that may or may not take place. It has been read by an eighth of the eventual number.  The massage did not take place.  The doctors appointment she had was later in the day than she anticipated and as time passed I messaged her to say I would stay home.  It was getting too hot to travel in mid afternoon even if she had said yes.  I gave her the name of Anthisan cream for her insect bite to help her with itch relief.   However later she messaged to say it was not an insect bite and she had been told it was a heat rash.   I am no further with appointment with her but decided to leave her to deal with her heat rash for a few days. 

I went back to the eclipse last night and the shadows on the house at exactly the same time 24 hours later and found it all to be very different.  So my house shadows had given me my best view of the eclipse without me knowing.  I have now confirmed it.

Eclipse and Mourinho

 I am supposed to have a massage later today but she messaged me last night to say she had an ichy leg.  I said to let me know later if I could still go, keeping words to the minimum as she finds texting in English a trifle difficult.  I believe she probably has an insect bite and nothing in the house to treat it and little knowledge of insect bites in England.  She said she is going to the doctor this morning.  Although my Thai lady has lived in England for over 10 years she has little understanding of English problems, all things medical and I have found that she will attend the doctor for any minor ailment.  I am hoping to hear from her later to say it was nothing more than an insect bite and I can go for the massage.  It is disappointing when I look forward to something only for it to be cancelled.  Such appointments are often my only contact with another person all week. 

I sat outside for the duration of the eclipse last night with the cats.  We were very underwhelmed. I think they wondered why I was sitting outside holding the colander.   I did notice that it went kind of dull but the birds did not stop like they did in 1999 but that was during the middle of the day and I remember it going eerily quiet and dark and cold.    Last night it was like sitting outside as the sun was going down on any day and had I not known it was the eclipse hour I probably wouldn't have noticed. 

My viewing over the past two nights has been the Mourinho documentary on Netflix.  It is well worth looking at whether you like or follow football or not.  I think it should be compulsory viewing for Burnham to watch it and see leadership in action with singularity and fortitude.  Mourinho is a great football manager, an unusual fellow and dedicated to football and the human condition.  

Useless Party

 Andy Burnham has no intention of stopping the boats coming across the Channel.  The number coming over has increased and the boats are bigger.  Far from any urge to stop them he talks about where the illegal migrants are to go in this country. 

They are to go to middle class areas to mix with middle class people who don't want them.  Let us not mince words.  Nobody actually wants them.  

The Rwanda scheme would have been good and well underway now.  Migrants going to a dormitory in the sunny and hot climate with their own people of Africa from where they come, not Britain and with Christian people of the Church of England who respect and honour their wives and daughters, who asylum seekers from Muslim cultures  know not how to behave with.   They have learned from their mothers to expect cooking to be done and a woman to be to their beck and call and those with short tops and bare skin to be raped and murdered because they are not covered, are free to walk alone and not shut in only to be allowed out chaperoned.  

The Rwanda scheme was immediately killed by Labour.  Rwanda has not been a country of genocide for 30 years. Many people do not realise this.  They say, oh my god, Rwanda! Shock horror.  It was 1994 and you can blame Belgium for the left overs of the colonial days and King Leopold in neighbouring Congo for what went on in Rwanda.  He was evil and he planted all the seeds for death, torture and punishments and human suffering.   Rwanda has green and pleasant gardens, good income from mining and good work ethic.  The migrants would have been integrated into Rwanda following the processing of their claims to be asylum seekers if suffering persecution in their homeland and Rwanda know for all their experience of who is actually in danger.   Their mothers would have been happy they were in Africa and the boys would have one day been African workers and earning a living if seen as needing to stay.  If they were fraudulent asylum seekers instead of coming to upset everyone around the world they would have been sent back to their original starting place, back with mother.    But no, this plan was seen as too good for the British people and therefore not to be implemented.  Instead, the migrants would still come and land on the shore with wet feet, be picked up and slung into our society to upset everybody as usual. 

 Today an Afghan has been sentenced to nine years in English jail for rape of a teenage girl.

Burnham has said that he cannot stop the PC Harper's killers from being released from prison because he cannot make an exception.  If the Prime Minister cannot say "hold those laughing, mocking, despicable boys in jail for the entirety of their sentence" then what good is a prime minister at all?  Why doesn't he be bold and make a stand and say " they are to stay inside, end of story".  

The Murder of the Essex Boys: Blood and Betrayal

 Many of us will remember the news item of the three men found dead in the Range Rover down a snowy farm track in Essex one December morning in 1995.  It was particularly horrible because it was clear that it was an execution, not a road accident as one might have expected to hear on the snowy morning,  and the bodies were still in their seats, shot quickly one after another.   Two were in their 30s and one was in his mid 20s.   There were no clues as to who they were.  The police made an appeal for the identity of the victims via the reporters who had congregated at the site as nobody had come forward and surprisingly nobody came forward for a couple of days and nobody was reported missing.   They waited.  Eventually a young girl contacted the police and said that she thought her partner might be one of them but as he never told her what he was doing she wasn't sure.  It turned out he was one of the three and she was eventually to give a big clue as she remembered a name he had dropped in passing who he might be seeing that day: Mick the Pilot.  He was eventually one of the two convicted. 

The story is complicated and for someone like me who likes police investigations and detective work in real crime it is ideal viewing.  I have watched it twice now and in order to follow it have had to take notes.  There are so many people involved and so much history to it involving criminal gangs in Essex and London and reaching into Spain where, again, many of us will remember Ronnie Knight and other London criminals living.   The investigation takes us into Amsterdam and Ostend, boats, a small plane, and drugs. 

It was of course a drug gang murder as we were all told at the time, but the story is fascinating and there are many ins and outs and there are many who are still not convinced that the verdict of the two convicted was the correct one.   The conviction was made possible because a suspect turned supergrass in order to avoid conviction himself.  Clearly not a popular man with criminals.  Two police officers who were linked to the police informant were also suspended and investigated.  

A number of changes resulted in the use of undercover policing and police informants which exists to this day. 

Mobile phones were in their infancy at the time and the common one for those who had them was the Nokia used just for texts and calls.   Tracking mobile phone signals was unknown then and unused as a detectives tool.  However, the chief detective encouraged his team, young and old, to give all the ideas they could to convict the killers and a very young detective constable said that he thought that mobile phone signals could be tracked between masts.  This proved to be another major breakthrough in the convictions and,  of course, tracking mobile phones is now the major tool in all criminal investigations.  Then it was one unknown.  The police had suspects but they denied being in the area at the time and butter wouldn't melt in their mouths until the detectives questioning them said "well we know your mobile phones were in the area" and then suddenly they refused to answer any further questions. 

The death of Leah Betts also had some significance which many of us will again remember as the first death reported from taking ecstacy pills. She came from Essex.  Her father was a policeman.  She died three weeks before the murder of the Essex Boys.  Although never proven as directly linked to the murders it was a talking point at the time.   I am sure many of us will remember the name of Leah Betts.  I remember thinking that I would never touch an E tablet which at the time were the party drug of the moment and as easy to get as Smarties. 

Anyway, I think seeing the documentary twice is enough for the moment but I have my notes on those involved.  The Essex accents are also quite difficult to follow so note taking helped me and subtitles do not appear for all interviewed.  I have no idea why.    I would not wish to disagree with the police verdicts of the two convicted but I don't think anybody would fail to see that probably a lot more were involved.  If drug dealers and criminals do not get their money then threats follow and if threats still do not result in money then murder follows.  This is still the case.  Drive by shootings and murders and violence on doorsteps take place almost everyday in Britain, mostly drug related.   The overwhelming message from the friends of the three men who died in Essex was that before they got into drug crime they were ok.  Before that they were career criminals carrying out armed robberies, jewelry heists and bank robberies but prison and courts were the punishments to fear and avoid.  Drug crime changed it and it all became much more violent and nasty and dealt with "internally" by those involved.  This was a case of drug suppliers falling out with one another over money.  Things don't get any better and drug use and drug related crime has increased no end since 1995.  

The documentary is currently on Netflix.  

The Way We Are

 

August 2022

August 2026 

Heatwaves come and go.  In between we have wet summers.   

Fear not in the US, England does not need you worrying about us.  The grass will green over and we will be complaining of cold, wet winter before you know it.  

If you want to fear for Britain you can do so in respect of our government who do not care about the future of Britain.  Think yourself lucky that you have a president who cares about the US.  This is what our leaders care about:  handing out more welfare; making employers go elsewhere to run their businesses abroad; casting new foreign investors away from us: giving illegal migrants more rights; letting  prisons fill with foreigners who should have been deported long ago and then have to let out rapists, murderers, stalkers,  to depopulate the prisons and put fear into the population;  allow villages in isolated country areas to be given over to asylum seekers in camps and hotels without any consultation with local people; lock up British people for minor misdemeanors like flag flying and spouting mouthy facts for the Britain loved and cherished by its citizens;  let out the real criminals or not lock them up at all;  house foreigners before locals;  force people out of independent schools through tax and then send their own to the same schools and cheer the levy of the tax and laugh in the face of those who wish to put education first and endeavour to work hard and make sacrifices to do it but now cannot reach that level which has gone beyond them through vengeful, spiteful and bitter politicians; hope that the old age pensioners soon die and get out of their hair forever; see the trade unions take back control as they did in the 1970s and allow strikes to happen;   town halls look back to  Iceland to see where they had  put the money in 2008 when idiots in finance were allowed by Labour to invest your council tax in obscure Icelandic banks in  junk bonds where there was no money to meet debt demands, never to have recovered in 2008 nor 2009 nor can recovery ever be complete and now local government forever locked in schemes to cut local services. 

If you want to feel sorry for Britain focus on the above.  We have a Deputy Prime Minister who lied about a mugging, lied about a mobile phone theft in order to get a new iPhone from her employer;   we have a Housing Minister who failed to pay stamp duty on a house purchase because she said she didn't understand stamp duty;  we had a Chancellor of the Exchequer who lied about her employment history and it turned out we had a clerk from a building society running our Exchequer for two years.   We have a Minister of Defence who is a man who has never been in the armed services and is responsible for those armed services, international security, and directing military operations.   Before politics entered his life he worked in charities.  We have the national scandal of Jason Arday and the storm of plagiarism, a fabricated CV and exposes how rotten our institutions are.  As an academic he was sub-standard;  progressive liberals wanted him and he was their golden child and they refused to investigate him.  He was black, neurodivergent and ticked all the boxes for them, the identity bingo card.  And of course the Police tried to shut down The Times Higher Education journalist who interviewed Arday in the first place, identifying him as the villain.