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Tuesday, 1 January 2019


Happy New Year, was it?
Peaceful New Year, was it?
If you have some spare happiness and peace, I’ll take some off your hands . . . 
If they are yours to give.

If they aren’t yours to give, please, don’t torment me or fool yourself by wishing them on me. Wishful thinking doesn’t make it happen.

Getting the lead out of our shoes 
makes things happen!

Without wishing to be curmudgeonly or rude, those wishes are about as useful as when a mother offers to ‘kiss it better’ when her hurt child comes crying to her. Even if they make us feel OK in the moment.

What follows next is an excerpt of something I read during breakfast on 1st January 2019:

“Debt, civic decay and global disorder are on centre stage as we enter the fateful year of 2019. Madness seems to be gripping the nation, a melancholy realization all is not right. Everything has a chaotic feel, as financial markets are falling, politicians threaten and attack each other, government dysfunction is laid bare for all to see, Deep State snakes slither behind the scenes trying to bring down national leaders, racial tensions grow, foreign governments topple, Russia and China challenge U.S. hegemony, and the global debt Ponzi scheme is entering its collapse phase.”

“In 1858 no one believed a Civil War taking the lives of 700,000 Americans was just over the horizon. Exactly 80 years later in 1938, few believed a global conflict which would kill 65 million people in six years was imminent. Here we are exactly 80 years later and anyone predicting a global conflagration killing millions is declared a loon.”

And, still, we wish each other good things indiscriminately. As Brucie might have said: “Good game! Good game!”

Guess what? If it IS a game, YOU LOSE! ALWAYS.


Those numbers (above - ask me for a paper copy if they haven't appeared) have been calculated by the Institute of International Finance Corporation, an international financial institution, based in Washington D.C. that offers investment, advisory, and asset-management services to encourage private-sector development in developing countries.  (See Wikipedia and others for additional information.)

An image has just come to mind.

I think this violates at least a dozen child labour laws.

But what we see, read and hear about day after day, is not a joke and not a game. And many of us, perhaps even most of us, KNOW IT!  AND DO NOTHING.

Older readers will remember Bing Crosby, the singer, singing the national anthem of all deluded people everywhere:


We're busy doin' nothin'
Workin' the whole day through
Tryin' to find lots of things not to do
We're busy goin' nowhere
Isn't it just a crime
We'd like to be unhappy, but
We never do have the time

Meanwhile, in Brussels, another image of Bankers, Bureaucrats and Politicians comes to mind:
The Bankers. Bureaucrats and Politicians are taking it.

I support no political party

Wednesday, 26 December 2018

You have a magic carpet

Magic Carpet
by Shel Silverstein

You have a magic carpet
That will whiz you through the air,
To Spain or Maine or Africa
If you just tell it where.
So will you let it take you
Where you've never been before,
Or will you buy some drapes to match
And use it
On your

LISTEN TO THE MUSTN’TS (Where the Sidewalk Ends)
also by Shel Silverstein

Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me—
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.

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Siren Song
By Margaret Attwood

This is the one song everyone
would like to learn: the song
that is irresistible:

the song that forces men
to leap overboard in squadrons
even though they see the beached skulls;

the song nobody knows
because anyone who has heard it
is dead, and the others can't remember.

Shall I tell you the secret
and if I do, will you get me
out of this bird suit?

I don't enjoy it here
squatting on this island
looking picturesque and mythical

with these two feathery maniacs,
I don't enjoy singing
this trio, fatal and valuable.

I will tell the secret to you,
to you, only to you.
Come closer. This song

is a cry for help: Help me!
Only you, only you can,
you are unique at last. 

Alas, it is a boring song
but it works every time.
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“There is no more dangerous menace to civilization than a government of incompetent, corrupt, or vile men.”— 
Ludwig von Mises

“. . .  together with a population which thinks such a government is normal and therefore acceptable.” –
Michael Dunn
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One of the highest forms of responsibility is the responsibility to be free. One of the highest forms of freedom is the freedom to be responsible…

Yet if we examine our lives closely, most of us will find that we are slaves to something that defines our zone of comfort – whether it be the approval of others, a need for status, a need to avoid conflict, or any one of a thousand other things that keep us from being truly committed to a purpose. (Robert Quinn, 2004, Building The Bridge As You Walk On It)

"There's no way to rule innocent men. The only power any government has is the power to crack down on criminals. 

Well, when there aren't enough criminals, one makes them. One declares so many things to be a crime that it becomes impossible for men to live without breaking laws. Who wants a nation of law-abiding citizens? What's there in that for anyone? 

But just pass the kind of laws that can neither be observed nor enforced nor objectively interpreted - and you create a nation of law-breakers - and then you cash in on guilt. 

Now that's the system, that's the game, and once you understand it, you'll be much easier to deal with."
- Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

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How can I, as just one person on this vast planet, actually make a difference, I hear you ask?

"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful committed citizens can change the world; indeed it's the only thing that ever has." - Margaret Mead

You and I have Magna Carta 1215
It provides us with rights and responsibilities.
Ours for the taking.
Or will you buy some curtains to match and leave it on the floor?

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Monday, 17 December 2018

It would be so nice if something would make sense for a change

(Headline attributed to Alice in Wonderland)

DO YOU UNDERSTAND the meaning of the expression ‘fiat money’?

‘FIAT MONEY’ is paper money or coins of little or no intrinsic value in themselves and not convertible into gold or silver, but made legal tender by fiat (order) of the government. It isn’t easily obvious that the money is ISSUED by a Central Bank – in UK the Bank of England – and NOT issued by the government. Keep in mind that The Bank of England is a Corporation within the Corporation of the City of London. Corporations are created to trade and create profit for the shareholders. If they fail to create profit, sooner or later, they close.

The Bank of England creates profit by issuing paper money and charging real interest on borrowing of that money. Does that make sense to you? Of course it doesn’t and it doesn’t make sense to me, either.

What can we do about it? Not a lot. What could ‘the government’ do about it? Quite a lot. On the 7th August 1914, in order to avoid a run on the banks, the Treasury issued Treasury Notes signed by John Bradbury - a form of national credit backed by the credit of the nation. The government could do again what it did in 1914. It could again take back control of our money and issue again the equivalent of The Bradbury Pound and NOT charge interest. But it won’t.

When asked, the Treasury Select Committee said: “I appreciate you taking the time to raise your ideas for reintroducing the Bradbury Pound. However the committee has a full programme at present. We are currently conducting inquiries into Quantitative Easing and Macroprudential Tools, among other matters. As such, the Treasury Committee has no plans to look into this subject in the forseeable future.” Bless their patronizing hearts.

In other words, they will continue (to leave the government alone) to incur trillions of Pounds of national indebtedness to our Bank of England and beyond, which will enslave all future generations to the will of Corporate Central Banks while they fiddle with other matters. DOES THAT MAKE SENSE? They appreciate nothing. So, we ask, who works for whom?

Here’s a good question for you to think about. If the Bank of England works in the interest of and for the benefit of its shareholders, on whose behalf does the government work? CERTAINLY NOT YOURS OR MINE! 

For further information check and

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Saturday, 15 December 2018

Was THIS the winter of our discontent?

We hear of wars and rumours of wars and see streams of refugees caused by evil men so that both we and the refugees have a problem we didn’t want.

We hear of people without a home or a roof over their head, right here in this green and pleasant land – and do nothing because we believe there is nothing we can do, but somebody else should?

We see career politicians who represent themselves and a Party and pretend to represent their constituents – but we do nothing, except to dutifully vote again for another Party and hope for a different result - or abstain - because we don’t spot the trick being played upon us.

Shall we ALWAYS be ashamed of being English  because our mistakes are maximised while our worth is minimised by those who would destroy us - in pursuit of a New World Order – and, believing there is nothing we can do, we fail to learn of our real greatness and teach our children, who then go on to believe in nothing.

Or should we
start to make a difference?

DEEP DOWN many of us are not so detached; we simply do not know WHAT WE CAN DO.

WE CAN – Make it personal; that means assume responsibility.

WE CAN – Meet with like-minded people; there is strength in numbers.

WE CAN – learn about England’s greatest export, the Charter of Freedoms granted to us under Magna Carta 1215, including Common Law Trial by Jury, which are being wrested from you in the name “Human Rights”. (See below)

WE CAN – switch off television and the biased opinions of those who think of themselves as superior to us – and seek truth - see below.

WE CAN admit that we don’t know it all and then educate ourselves - see below

WE CAN endlessly think about it - or we can do something about it. See below.

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Thursday, 6 December 2018


God rest you, Merry Gentlemen.
God rest you merry, Gentlemen.

God! Rest you, Merry Gentlemen.
It isn’t Christmastime again already, is it? Gimme a break!

December – Christmas is a funny old time of the year, don’t you think? Any ‘religious’ connections it might have had seem to have gone with the wind. Images of supposedly wise men on camels don’t really mean very much today – even among the various shades of Christian. Many pay lip service to the idea of the Messiah being born in a stable but, after Christmas morning church service most come back to the hedonistic pleasures we gloried in when it was simply the winter solstice. To that extent virtually all of us are guilty.

Those of the Jewish faith celebrate Hanukkah, or Chanukah, which is a Jewish Festival of Lights holiday celebrated for eight days and nights. It usually falls in late November or December on the secular calendar. In the meantime they await their Messiah.

Around the same time Hindus in the northern hemisphere celebrate their Festival of Lights, known as Diwali. According to Wikipedia, “Diwali symbolises the spiritual ‘victory of light over darkness, good over evil and knowledge over ignorance.’ Light is a metaphor for knowledge and consciousness.” It isn’t clear to me if this relates in some way to the winter solstice. As far as I can determine all the above celebrations involve feasting of some kind. And gifts. Ya gotta give gifts.

Americans and Canadians also celebrate ‘Thanksgiving’ towards the end of the year. Is there a pattern emerging here? Have we (or many of us) an in-built need to be festive and merry around the same time of the year, whether for ritualistic reasons or reasons linked to harvest?  What American marketing people refer to as ‘the Holiday Season’. Or are these events merely corporate sales opportunities? You might think that; I couldn’t possibly comment.

Then there are the lies we tell each other (and our children) to keep the show on the road, so to speak. It’s the Most Wonderful Time of The Year warbles Andy Williams, among others.

“It’s the most wonderful time of the year
With the kids jingle belling and everyone telling you be of good cheer
It’s the most wonderful time of the year

It’s the hap- happiest season of all
With those holiday greetings
And gay happy meetings when friends come to call
It’s the hap- happiest season of all” (ignoring the reason for the season)

Santa Claus (Father Christmas) is coming!! Who he? Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way. Why can’t we jingle-bell all year round? Nah, it’s all about getting you to spend your money, whether or not you have any.  Put it on the plastic if you’re a bit short (and pay interest if you’re a bit short, too). And, by the way - 
There is no Santa Claus. Our parents lied to us and we continue to lie to our children, too.

Happy the man or woman who can honestly say: “I have everything I want and there isn’t anything I need.”  Mostly, ya gotta be old to say that with conviction. Mostly, younger people seem to believe that they still have a great deal to acquire before they can say it – and thus become old.

Meanwhile, I see on voyeur-vision that I can feed a child in Yemen for a week for the price of a decent Christmas card in England – and I can do it remotely and with a clear conscience while I’m stuffing myself. Incredibly, I can do it all year round if I choose to. Or I can feed a mistreated animal in this country for the same cost. Salvation Army comes in at a higher price - £19.00 – roughly the same price as a Marks & Spencer Christmas pudding and brandy sauce. And I can do this, too, all year round if I want to. The choices! The choices and decisions! They’re driving me mad.  And the January sales begin on Boxing Day or sooner, depending as they do on the end of the Summer/Autumn sales. Let us eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die, probably in debt.

Believe me when I say that I’m NOT MOANING. I like giving and receiving presents. I just don’t like being targeted at this time of year with adverts intended to make me feel guilty about the fact that so many others haven’t the wherewithal to give. 
One way to counter the intended guilt feeling being thrust upon us, is to give (as we see appropriate and according to our ability) all year round. Lots of people do it in many different ways. If others feel good about their seasonal charitable giving – well, great. Provided always that the beneficiaries are those in need, not the bureaucrats and collection agencies in want. It also happens to bring us in line with THE GOLDEN RULE! You know – the one that tells us to do unto others as we would have them do unto us. All year round and not just at Christmas or Hanukkah or Diwali or Thanksgiving. Definitely NOT the same as the Rule of the Jungle, which seems to abound.

Try to imagine what a difference it could make, everywhere, if all of us could/would offer our assistance every week, every month, all year. 
That would be closer to my understanding of the expression ‘Goodwill to all men and peace on earth’.

Of course, none of this is any of my business. But what have you done today/this week/this month/ this year to make you (or someone else) feel good?  Just asking.

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Twelve months ago I wished many people a ‘Happy New Year’ and many people wished the same to me.  So, how was it for you? Was it just a series of empty words and wishful thinking? Or did our mutual wishes come true? What did I do to make your New Year Happy and what did you do to make mine happy?
According to our daily news media it appears that we shall have to keep on wishing. Looking around, it seems that last year’s good wishes didn’t  have very much effect anyway. Maybe the real answer is to stop wishing and start doing something. I’m choosing to do something that doesn’t cost money but nevertheless comes with a price. It was stolen from US centuries ago. AND I WANT IT BACK!

I stand under our natural & Common Law Trial
and Annulment by Jury Constitution. 
I promise to promote it at every opportunity I have.
Will you join me?

Most Lawyers and politicians don’t and won’t join me in this activity,
which makes it a good place to begin the pushback

(or Happy Winter Solstice, as you see fit)

Thursday, 4 October 2018

If Brexit be the food of distraction


With apologies to William Shakespeare – Twelfth Night

I hope I didn’t offend you by misquoting the Bard. On second thoughts – no, I don’t. What IS the matter with folks these days if an idea put into words and print is seen to be something so-o-o upsetting? Get a life.

Nevertheless, some will be unhappy that a spotlight can be directed at the way the business of the nation is enacted and thereby show everyone what theatre that business truly is. And believe me, if you had any doubts, BREXIT is theatre.

Or, put another way: “The great enemy of the truth is very often not the lie - deliberate, contrived, and dishonest - but the myth - persistent, persuasive, and unrealistic. Too often we hold fast to the clich├ęs of our forebears. We subject all facts to a prefabricated set of interpretations. We enjoy the comfort of opinion without the discomfort of thought.”
- John F. Kennedy | 35th president of the United States | 1917 – 1963
To prove my point just watch and listen to the new Attorney General, the Right Hon. Geoffrey Cox QC MP, working the crowd (aka the party faithful) at the close of the Conservative party conference this week. What a pro!
Before I get rolling let me ask DID YOU KNOW that Parliament begins a working day with prayers? Not a lot of people know that. Not many care, either. According to the Speaker’s chaplain usually reads the prayers, thus because the words are written and referred to as ‘prayers’, they become prayers. Reminiscent, I think, of the circular argument: “Why are they called prayers?” Answer, “Because I say so.” And it has to be said, they can make some people feel good. The form of the main prayer is:
"Lord, the God of righteousness and truth, grant to our Queen and her government, to Members of Parliament and all in positions of responsibility, the guidance of your Spirit. May they never lead the nation wrongly through love of power, desire to please, or unworthy ideals but laying aside all private interests and prejudices keep in mind their responsibility to seek to improve the condition of all mankind; so may your kingdom come and your name be hallowed.

I read that members of the public are not allowed into the public galleries during prayers and attendance by MPs is voluntary. Now I’m reflecting on some of the utterances made by MPs after prayers have concluded. All I can say is that this prayer makes me think. Doesn’t it make you think too? How much of the activity by our Members of Parliament is little more than ritual?
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I’m thinking now about an imaginary journey. I want to travel from point “A” to point “B” and I have a map. But, somehow, without me realising it, I have deviated just ever-so slightly from the map and instead of arriving at point “B” at the appointed time, I find myself at point “C”, which was never part of my plan. It happens.

But how did it happen? Could it be that I was given duff information about the route when I was making my life plans? Could it be that I hadn’t noticed that someone had taken me to one side for a short while en route (a teacher, perhaps or a media voice) and had put me on a different path before allowing me on my way again? I can’t be sure about that but it looked like the same route and it took me the same amount of travel time. But when I got there it wasn’t point “B” after all. How very odd.

Wide awake readers will have noted already that the last two paragraphs are allegorical. The journey I’m describing is called ‘Life’. It begins at point “A” (the cradle) and ends wherever it ends (the grave) which might or might not be point “B”. Between “A” and “B” my journey is influenced by my parents, my friends, my education, my choices of what I believe matters, my church, my surroundings, my family, my work, and by what I read, what I see and what I do. What a good thing it is that I decided on the way not to let anybody push ME around. I can confidently say that I Did It My Way but, somehow, I still ended up at point “C” or “D” instead of “B”.  Somewhere along the way I deviated. I could-a, should-a, been great – the talk of the town – but all those other folks stopped me. It isn’t MY fault. It never is.
It sounds hollow, doesn’t it? Can you hear the echo?
So, if a Member of Parliament conducts himself, supposedly as your constituency representative, in a manner that depends on his adherence to ritual (and the heavy persuasion of his Party whips), how valuable is he/she to you?  I suggest: not a lot.
That has to be worth thinking about.
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“Ban, tax, regulate and intervene some more: Britain’s new modus operandi is grim indeed. The stream of silliness never ends; petty, meddling officialdom, empowered by the most controlling, puritanical government in living memory.
Only fashionable freedoms, such as the ability to get divorced at will, are promoted; unfashionable ones, such as the right to eat whatever we wish or to keep more of our hard-earned cash, are trampled upon in extraordinary fashion. There is ever-more red tape, and the tax-to-GDP ratio has reached its highest level in decades. This is neither real conservatism nor real liberalism: it is mushy, unprincipled, ...” and then the article I was reading faded and I didn’t discover what else was wrong with our government, but ‘mushy and unprincipled’ will do for now.
So wrote Allister Heath in the Daily Telegraph after the Con Party conference this year. Whoda thunk it?

What else was offered to the gathered faithful? Austerity is over! Wow! Was that another abracadabra moment? Just like that. And not a fez in sight. I think I can smell an election coming on. And despite all the wall-to-wall TV camera footage at the conference I still couldn’t spot my constituency MP there. You can never find a minister when you want one, can you?
So, now what should we do? Should we continue to do as we’ve always done? And expect to obtain a different result? Nah, that would be silly. Perhaps it is time to do something different and stop heading for point “B” along with the rest of the crowd. Perhaps now we should head for Point “C” or even point “D”. Perhaps we should be ‘responsible’, ‘independent’, and not follow the crowd. Sheep do that. Or, as Jim Rohn often said: “You can change things. You aren’t a tree.”
How to do that? I suggest we should Find and provide support to a local Independent parliamentary candidate; or BECOME an Independent parliamentary candidate and find local supporters who will beat your drum with you. 


Saturday, 22 September 2018


It’s simply amazing the things we can think about once the things we think we must think about (job, home, family, etc) are put to one side. For most of us, it takes time together with a growing awareness that we just don’t know what we don’t know.

If that sounds like a riddle, please forgive me. I’ve reached the age and stage when I no longer need to work to earn money for food, clothing and shelter; I no longer pay for a voyeur-vision licence to view BBC programmes and anyway, I’ve learned how to mute the adverts that otherwise pay for the remaining ‘entertainment’ channels; I can ride on a local bus without the need to buy a ticket; I can drive my car unembarrassed that my Road Fund Tax (?) costs just £10 a year (it’s a hybrid); After contributing through all my working life I no longer pay National Insurance; and all over town other people will quote me discounted prices for their products, simply because of my age. They are called ‘concessions’.

Pharmacy’s will provide me with free medication prescribed by a GP (normally £8.80 per item – and the NHS is supposedly free at the point of need remember), partly because of my age and partly because I am a registered diabetic. (There’s always a down side, isn’t there?). Nevertheless, I recommend old age to you.

Is it any wonder that when an uninterested and disinterested (they DO mean different things) shop assistant asks me ‘how are you today?’ I can and do respond with ‘SUPER-FANTASTIC’ and mean it? The problem is these excellent conditions don’t always last for long, if you get my drift!

The common factor connecting all these statements is MONEY!

The ‘love of which is one of the roots of all evil’, some say. Not money itself, but the LOVE of it.

At this stage I must express my gratitude for the eye-opening statement I learned some years ago from the late Jim Rohn:
“I used to say, ‘Things cost too much.’ Then my teacher straightened me out on that by saying, ‘The problem isn't that things cost too much. The problem is that you can't afford it.’ That's when I finally understood that the problem wasn't ‘it’ - the problem was ‘me.” 
― Jim Rohn

This is the continual complaint from ‘government’. YOU can’t have more money for (think of a name = roads, police, hospitals, schools, defence) unless WE (the government) have more money from you. That’s a circular argument if ever I heard one. The alternative, they say, is to borrow fiat ‘money’ at interest from the people, sometimes described as ‘banksters’, who own corporations that create ‘money’ in response to demand,. They don’t actually call it ‘borrowing fiat money at interest’, please note. But what a wonderful way to become rich! And isn’t it amazing to realize how ineffective ‘government’ is without money, your money or anyone else’s?

You must have heard the handed-down wisdom that asserts: “He who pays the piper calls the tune?” It’s as true today as ever it was but – and this is important to know – YOU AND I DO NOT PAY THE PIPER! Our money is taken from us with threats against our well-being if we do not surrender it. It is known as tax. Forcing us to release money to the piper is not paying the piper. It is legalized theft.

But when we (or our government) go to the people who create money and we ask for loans which will be repaid with interest – THEN the piper is being paid and we become contracted to dance to the piper’s tunes, not as a payer but as a debtor. The corporate banks, including the Bank of England, led by the Bank of International Settlements (BIS) in Basle, Switzerland, hold us and our government tightly in debt. It’s no wonder the Governor of the Bank of England, based within the Corporation of the City of London, isn’t likely to return to Canada, possibly jobless, any time soon. Who would?


Answer: WE DID. We gave up when, ignorantly, we the people allowed the banks to get away with their fraudulent money creation and allowed politicians (and the Cabinet Office) to mislead us and cheat us out of democracy and (almost) cheat us out of Common Law Trial by Jury. It wasn’t always so.

Not so long ago money represented gold or silver equivalent value, which is why a British banknote makes the promise: ‘I promise to pay the bearer the sum of . . . Pounds’. NOT signed by the Governor, of course, but by the Chief Cashier ‘for the Governor and Company of the Bank of England’.  As with so many institutions these days an agency represents and stands between the public and those who bear responsibility. But I digress.

According to HM Treasury in response to an enquiry: “The Bradbury pound was introduced in 1914 at the outbreak of the First World War. The Government at the time needed to preserve its stock of bullion so asked the Bank of England to cease paying out gold for its notes. Instead the Treasury printed and issued 10 shilling and £1 notes (so called Bradbury pounds). The gold standard was then partially restored in 1925 and the Bank of England was again obliged to exchange its notes for gold, but only in multiples of 400 ounces or more. Britain left the gold standard in 1931 and the note issue became entirely fiduciary, that is wholly backed by securities instead of gold.”  (I believe this last sentence is open to examination).

Fiduciary = adjective = commanding belief, commanding confidence, confidential, deserving belief, fiducial, founded in confidence, reliable, sound, trusted, confidenceworthy of credence.
Associated concepts: fiduciary bequest, fiduciary bond, fiduciary capacity, fiduciary relation. Or, put another way, it is money if you think it is. Otherwise it is just ‘credit’.

The Bradbury notes were a form of national credit backed by the wealth of the nation. Plymouth-based British Constitution Group (BCG) has called upon the Treasury immediately to restart issuing such interest-free money, based upon the wealth, integrity and potential of our country. Such an initiative would completely remove the hold the banks have over the nation, and would kick-start a productive economy. Now who in their right mind would want that?

Here is a great idea to take on for yourself. Why not write to your Member of Parliament and ask if he/she would be willing to represent your constituency as an Independent rather than as a party lackey and vote for the return of the Bradbury? Say also that it would be for one-year duration, renewable annually if he/she conducts himself acceptably. If he/she objects, ask what he/she is doing on behalf of those in your constituency obliged to work on zero hours contracts whether or not they want to. (I know. I know. They suit some people).

I close with an observation from the much respected Judge Andrew Napolitano, the youngest life-tenured Superior Court judge in the history of the State of New Jersey. He wrote:

“Ultimately, we are responsible for the folks we have elected and the things they have done, whether secretive, hypocritical or in our faces. Ultimately, we have the government we deserve. Will we change this before it is too late?” (Judge Andrew Napolitano).

WE gave THEM dominion over us.
Big Mistake.

With awareness, comes responsibility

Cause no harm  
Be honest
Be peaceful

Be responsible

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