If we don’t rebel, if we’re not physically in an active rebellion, then it’s spiritual death.” ― Chris Hedges

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Australia's Ron Paul; Bob Katter, straight talking country-boy in a Ten Gallon Hat has a Party staffed by anti-christian rubes and nimrods!

It's hard to "maintain the rage" in this topsy turvy world of yiddish hegemony, so, for your delectation: I am Posting this essentially quirky and parochial article in the "now for something completely different" genre. Since November I have been associated with the development of a new political Party here in rothschalia. This experiment of mine in Party political involvement has been a disaster, the candidates and apparatchiks I have interacted with, are some of the most dubious and suspect characters I have ever met outside a Penitentiary Remand Centre:

And so, without further dalliance, here is the link to the critique alluded to in this Post:

http://un-australianparty.blogspot.com/2012/01/katters-australian-party-gold-coast_25.html

As a curiosity in the same sense as the Victorian Freak Shows, I offer this keyhole view into the post-colonial psyche of the alternative to the two party paradigm in the land down-under: It was initially penned in the Gonzo style, however given that it may be the benchmark of Political reportage during this upcoming State Election in Queensland, the kow-towing shills of the MSM notwithstanding - I would suggest that this be essential reading for any Anthropologist interested in the development of the socio-political communities of anglo-saxon peasants in the post-colonial antipodean collective of convict settlements formerly known as Terra nullius:

Melissa Nursy-Bray: ‘ The declaration of “Terra nullius” or “land of no people” by Captain* Cook, in 1788 [sic], gave a mandate for “white” Australians, to ignore indigenous rights.

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*Captain Cook was actually a Lieutenant when he "discovered" Terra nullius/Australis in 1788. The Rank of Captain was bestowed as a reward for the successes of his voyage. "HMB Endeavour", the maritime vehicle that Cook commanded at that time was also, not a Ship, as in "Ship of the line" (A ship of the line was a type of naval warship constructed from the 17th through the mid-19th century to take part in the naval tactic known as the "line of battle".) The 'Endeavour' was a Barkentine (bar·ken·tine also bar·quen·tine n. A sailing ship with from three to five masts of which only the foremast is square-rigged, the others being fore-and-aft rigged.)

Ladies and Gentleman of the Blogolution, if this gaggle of numbskulls is representative of all alternative opposition Party's throughout the western world; we are fucking doomed, save the intervention of some omnipotent being, the mainstream opposition to the NWO is a joke.


TRUTH IS NOT RACIST | FACTS ARE NOT HATE

Monday, January 09, 2012

Watch this and: Let the revolution begin....in your hometown!

Coward yids murdering innocence!
This year will sort the hobby bloggers and alternative wannabe media soft-ons from the genuine revolutionaries!

For me, I can see a day this year when I stop blogging for nothing and start acting directly for something. I intend to stop the filthy murdering scum this year. I don't think it will be by blogging, blogging is a fucking joke, anyone that thinks they are making a difference by continuing to Blog is deluded, we had our time with this weapon and over the past two years we have seen it become an area that the MSM has co-opted. I remember when the MSM shit-hogs used to laugh at Bloggers, now these fucking wankers ALL have Blogs, as they are told to, by the child-molesting yiddish khazars that pay their rent! The next weapon of the true believers will be best utilized the same way the Minutemen of 1776 used them, ruthlessly and with an indefatigable courage and conviction. If you watch this and are not enraged to join the swelling ranks of the angry mob; you are already dead!


Let the revolution begin....in your hometown!


TRUTH IS NOT RACIST | FACTS ARE NOT HATE