Tuesday, 8 December 2020

Cobblers On The Cobbles?

Yasmeen Metcalfe had to be convicted "beyond reasonable doubt". I didn't. The judge specifically told the jury to "disregard" the concept. Who'd be a political dissident?

If Keir Starmer had officially been enthroned at the time of my trial, a formality that happened to occur very soon after it instead, then I might even have been acquitted, because the true agenda would have been impossible to deny. I doubt it, though. That was a packed jury. Of course it was. 

Not that I am anything special. Starmer's critics, those who dissent from "the centre ground" of which he is now the standard-bearer, are being persecuted by the Crown Prosecution Service the length and breadth of England and Wales.

I hate that creature to the marrow of my bones. I wish agonising death upon him, and extinction to his bloodline, although not in that order. He is one of quite a long list of vermin whose funerals I am going to picket before dancing on their graves, around my walking stick like Charlie Chaplin, before posting the footage online.

Anyone who stood as a Labour parliamentary candidate would be declaring a desire for that monster to become Prime Minister, as would anyone who signed such a candidate's nomination papers. Among other things, such an expression would be a war crime against the Palestinians, morally and politically identical to the murder of Palestinian children. But I am the Independent parliamentary candidate for North West Durham. What are you doing?

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