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A Moral Dilemma For Modern Day Britain

By: Rod Bridger

a.k.a The Rodfather


The time:  just a few days before the Christmas holiday sometime in the very near future.   Austerity is the order of the day.  The government, which was not elected into office by the British people, is a mish mash of a so-called ‘coalition’.  British society has been cut to the bone and little has been spared the Chancellors knives as he has slashed away at the very basics of that Society.   Industry has been savaged by extortionate interest rates; the people have been forced to part with more half of their earnings to a government that claims   hat an alleged National Debt is more important than the people themselves.   From the sick and the unemployed – to the elderly and young babies;  nobody is safe.

Amongst the government departments that have been severely hit is the Ministry of Defence.  The British Armed Forces have been stripped to the bone.   Thousands of our service men and women who have fought for this country in far off wars, have been cast aside like some kind of toy that is no longer in favour, leaving a standing Army smaller than in Napoleonic times, a Royal Air Force smaller than that of Belgium and a Royal Navy unable to protect the very few capitol ships that were left flying the White Ensign.   A flag that once fluttered proudly across the globe and Ruled the Waves.

Despite the promises of the politicians to ‘bring the troops home’ the Nation is still bogged down in a far off primitive country, fighting a guerrilla war with an exhausted and ill-equipped military that are losing men every day.   Barely do we have enough people under arms to defend our own country should the need arise. And yet despite all the warning signs of a major conflict developing in the oil-producing Middle East the British government commits more of our overstretched forces into another war on another continent.   A conflict that has all of the hallmarks of turning into another long drawn out guerrilla war that will drain what little life blood there is left from the fighting forces, and their ability to defend our own country in the face of foreign aggression.

Sitting quietly watching on the sidelines is another nation that has harboured the ambition and objective of subjugating these fair isles for many years – the name is immaterial for we are, at the moment, both unaware of it’s aims or it’s preparedness to achieve those aims.

Our forces depleted, exhausted and ill-equipped.   The people worn down by years of austerity and fear, kept in their place by an ever-increasing police state and political correctness that has drained the ability of the masses to think of much more than surviving from day-to-day.   A population who find their solace in the releasing warmth of an unlimited supply of reality TV shows that are shown all day and night by an unrelenting media which pushes these and celebrity worshipping programmes to dull the senses even more.

05.15 hours 25th December.   Whitehall London.

As the last of the revellers wind their weary way home from the previous evenings celebrations and the rest of the nation either continues to slumber or are dragged from their beds by excited children eager to see what Santa has left them, a blinding flash which stays and builds into the intensity a mini sun, engulfs the area.   Closely following is a deep booming sound that seems to just go on and on.   The few who were still sober and awake, and more importantly far enough away to not be directly affected by the  blast, could make out what appeared to be a huge pall of black smoke in the shape of a mushroom, rising into the star-studded early morning sky.   The two suicide bombers in the removal truck that had just cleared the police cordon 50 yards from the Ministry of Defence Building had achieved their objective.

The large well protected building was reduced to rubble as their suitcase sized nuclear device had exploded earlier than was planned. It should have been 10 minutes later but the sight of a heavily armed police officer; intent on moving them on from their chosen location, bearing down on them was sufficient justification in their minds for overriding the timing mechanism and bringing forward the detonation.   The Officer’s last thought on this planet was one of annoyance.   Nearing the end of his shift, he was a tad annoyed at being dragged from his warm little cubby hole to sort out these “bloody contractors.  I specifically told them not to stop their truck there”.   He, along with the two men in the truck and the partyof revellers singing their way down Whitehall, simply ceased to exist.   The Police Post from which he had just emerged was no longer there, only rubble and flames from Parliament Square to Trafalgar Square.

The security gates at the entrance to Downing Street had been lifted by the force of the blast and had been carried straight through the famous building that they protected and were now indistinguishable from the rest of the carnage.   Clearly Big Ben would never be heard again as the renowned tower that housed it had collapsed and the bell itself had smashed and splintered amongst the rubble.   St Thomas’sHospital, although still standing, had lost every window.   The shards of glass causing terrible injuries to the patients and staff as they cut through the air.   The London Eye was laying half-submerged in the River Thames.   Lord Nelson, who had witnessed much of London’s glory as well as pain over the years still stood atop his column.   He had however lost his other arm and most of his sword.   His gaze, which now looked toward a rather battered and scarred Buckingham Palace, was just as impassive as he gazed down at the devastation.

The early detonation of the device which had been packed into one of the trucks fuel tanks, had little more effect on the overall major plan of the perpetrators of this atrocity, other than one of slight annoyance that it spoilt the symmetry of the plan.     It had been intended that all of the bombs would go off at the same time. However it could not be helped and obviously it had been necessary to detonate early and bearing in mind that all of the others went off simultaneously, the plan was still considered a success.

At 05.25 hours there was an equally large explosion at Northolt to the west of London.   A council salt gritting truck giving the appearance of having broken down spluttered to a halt close to the entrance of the nation’s air defence communication centre, repeated the example of his fellow martyrs at the MOD.  Although the blast from the gritter did not completely destroy the underground bunkers, it did devastate all of the above ground buildings and do enough damage to temporarily knock out the communications systems.   The air defence communications system for the United Kingdom was blind.

250 miles to the north a motor caravan that had been parked at the side of a quiet country road, complete with it’s awning and bar-b-que still in place from the previous nights meal, erupted into a huge orange fire-ball.   Due to the remote location,  little damage was done to the surrounding area other than setting the gorse alight over a huge area but the rising sun would soon illuminate the line of massive white domes that had stood at this site for the best part of 50 years.   They were nothing more that a pile of black twisted and burning metal.   The US listening post at RAF Fylingdales was no longer able to ‘see’ the ‘hostile sightings’ massing over the North Sea.   Other blasts took place similtaneously at other key military sites, including RAF fighter bases and the city centres of Plymouth, Birmingham, Liverpool, Manchester and bizarrely Melton Mowbray in Leicestershire.   By 05.35 hours the enemy had been advised by their numerous and willing assets on the ground that all targets were dead.

At 05.45 hours, whilst the majority of people were still snoring and blissfully unaware of what was happening, the first cruise missiles crossed the coast line of East Anglia.   The first to hit their target were the two that were heading for the London Headquarters of the BBC.   The new Manchester Broadcasting Centre collapsed just 36 seconds later.   Numerous other missiles heading inland launched from what had up until now appeared to be normal cargo vessels heading to British ports or up Channel to Amsterdam.   Liverpool docks were hit, twice but great care was given to leaving the wharf sides free of damage.   They would be needed to berth the ships and unload their second cargo of troops, stores and fighting vehicles.

Three ships which were ostensibly heading up Channel to Amsterdam suddenly veered towards the Kent coast.   The smaller of the trio headed toward the beach at Dungeness and carried out an old-fashioned amphibious assault on the beach, landing more than 1,000 assault troops.   The other, much larger ships headed into Dover harbour to unload more troops and enough equipment to keep the combined assault force in the South East operational for at least a week.   The docks at Harwich were treated similarly to Liverpool.   Enough damage was caused to the infrastructure to ensure that, on this the quietest day of the year; the docks would be inoperable, but ensuring that the dockside was free to accept the two huge container ships that would be berthing by no later than 0715 hours.   Other ships were further out to sea but heading to ports around the land, loaded with troops, vehicles, stores and ammunition for a full-blown occupation of Great Britain.

A few switched on troops and police that were on duty and armed made gallant but futile attempts to fight back.   Dungeness nuclear power station was quite badly damaged as the Nuclear Authority Police fought like tigers against overwhelming odds.   It was the quick thinking of one police officer from that location, that managed to get the first alarm call out, seconds before all communications were blocked by the invaders.   Unfortunately the operator at Maidstone Police HQ, who had just come on duty, was just a tad slow in his reactions due to the previous night’s jollities.   By the time he had decided that the weird call he had just taken had better be passed upstairs in case it was one of those stupid tests they keep springing on them, the building around him collapsed as two missiles struck it simultaneously.   The same fate befell every Police HQ in the country at roughly the same time, except for New Scotland Yard. It was felt, correctly, that the bomb in Whitehall would take care of that.

Another Kent Police officer, realising that the military vehicles heading towards him were not friendly, tried to block the entire invasion by throwing his response car across the A259.   He was cut down by a burst of machine gun fire as he tried desperately to radio through to his non-existent HQ,  his car pushed into the flooded ditch by the first enemy vehicle which never even bothered to slow down.

Enemy troops were moving along our preserved motorway system a full hour before there was any serious organised response from British forces.   By now, the deep buzz of unmanned drones could be heard in the skies above the gentle British countryside,  patiently waiting and watching for movement below.   Many of them were armed with Air-to-Ground missiles and at the first sign of suspected military activity, their payload was unleashed on the unfortunate and bleary eyed troops below.   Other drones were equipped with surveillance cameras and when the operator sitting in his comfortable chair over 2,000 miles away saw something that warranted his attention,  he flicked a switch and spoke directly with the pilot of a circling fighter-bomber.   The bomber pilot uploaded the data into his onboard computer and swooped from the sky to obliterate the selected target,  without the target even being aware of its existence.

Within 48 hours, the depleted, exhausted, under equipped, undermanned defence force of Great Britain was defeated.   Smashed into oblivion by a superiorly equipped force many times larger than our own.  The resistance put up by individuals and small groups of British fighters was strong and some vicious fights took place across the country.   A heavy price was paid by the invader and it was soon clear that despite all of the problems faced by the defenders, they were by far the superior soldier.   However, no matter how good the soldier is, if he is greatly outnumbered and fighting against superior equipment, he can only delay the advance for a short while. It quickly became apparent that organised defence had all but collapsed and as if the word was passed on a non-existent radio system, the decision was made to ‘go to ground’.   Losing their uniforms and donning civilian clothes they attempted to merge with the civilian population, a task not always easy for the average British ‘Squadie’ with his short hair and military bearing but most quickly adapted to their new role.   Less than a week after that first terrible explosion in Whitehall, the occupation was complete with all organised resistance ceased.   There was no formal surrender made by the British Forces or the government.

What commenced now was effectively a guerrilla campaign aimed at wearing down the enemy.   Small groups of soldiers posing as civilians and supported by many ex-Squadies, who simply allow the country they loved to be swamped by an unholy mob of foreign scum as they saw the enemy.   The British way of life was being crushed under the weight of the enemies’ boots and their tracked vehicles and that was not acceptable.

The spy-in-the-sky drones were constantly patrolling the skies and from time to time the operators of these machines would spot a group of people gathering.   They had no way of knowing what the purpose of the gathering was, it could be just a chance meeting of friends, a wedding party or a funeral, of which there were many these days.   It could have been a gathering of ‘terrorists’ meeting to discuss the next murderous attack on their troops.   Always ‘better to be safe that sorry’ was the order of the day for these operators as they quickly talked to the pilot of a hunting attack helicopter.   The first that the wedding party or the ‘terrorists’ knew of the existence of the aircraft was when cannon shells would rip into them, shredding the flesh of children and adults like scraps of tissue.

Many more innocent lives were lost to this murderous fire than gorilla’s, or freedom fighters as they were now known to the public at large.   With each innocent death, particularly those of children, more freedom fighters were drawn to the cause.   Many had military experience but many others knew just that they just wanted to hit the enemy.   They saw their country being crushed, their friends and family being killed.

They were fighting for their family, their country, their flag or their honour.   The reasons for fighting were almost as numerous as there were fighters but what was clear was that the ‘British stiff upper lip’ was not enough to see off this ‘Johnny Foreigner’ and the one thing all of the freedom fighters had in common with each other was;  they all had British blood pulsing through their veins.

No matter the cost, nobody was going to take England away from the English.  No part of this ‘Sceptred Isle’ was safe for the invader.   The Welsh mountains became a gorilla ‘badlands’ for the enemy.   Like wise the Scottish Highlands were recognised as not a good place to visit if you were not British.   No village street or city road was safe for the enemy to wander freely.   Homemade roadside bombs were used to blast the enemy in their vehicles.   With each improvised bomb manufactured, in hidden bomb factories throughout the land, improvements were made.   The first ones were quite primitive in relation to the latter much more sophisticated devices.   The bomb maker had ample experience to improve his art and each ‘little baby’ that left his care was better than the last – or worse, depending on whether you were the target of his enthusiasm or not.

Other than the obvious effect of being caught by the blast of a well hidden device – with each explosion, whether it took out an individual soldier or an armoured vehicle, there was one other equally important effect.   That was the terror that it spread throughout the enemy as they saw the viciousness of the wounds caused to their comrades.   Many of their soldiers were sent home in coffins but many, many more were sent home badly mutilated with missing limbs and damaged minds to further spread the sense of doom to those at home.   Each death or maiming caused to the enemy was worth celebrating as it marked another small defeat for the enemy – who came to fear such injuries to themselves, sometimes more than death itself.

Some guerrilla fighters took the fight directly to the heart of the enemy.   They would befriend them and whilst appearing to be collaborating with them they would wait until the most opportune moment and then suddenly show that collaboration was actually the furthest thing from their mind, turning their gun upon the enemy before attempting to make good their escape.   Many knew that they would not survive the encounter but reckoned that if they could take enough enemy with them,  it was a fair exchange.

The general opinion among the British people was that the ones who were mainly responsible for the terrible situation in which the country now found itself, were of course the politicians.   Most had been killed in the early days of the invasion, either by enemy action or at the hands of their countrymen.   It is a sad fact of war that there will always be traitors and Quislings and many chose to work with the invader.

To the gorillas they were fair game and almost as much planning was put into putting our own traitors to death, as they did the enemy.   The opportunity to physically capture a traitor was more than welcomed and after a swift but scrupulously fair trial of course, the miscreant would be hung.   For those executed in the London area the body would often be found emerging from the early morning mist swinging from a lamppost somewhere in Central London, as close to the ruins of Trafalgar Square which had taken on the guise of Freedom Square to the people.   Despite the message sent out to all politicians who worked with the enemy, there was always a plentiful supply for the guerrilla forces to practise their execution skills, as the lure of piles of corrupt money was a major draw.

The swift campaign of shock and awe that the enemy had hoped would lead to a complete collapse of this country was denied them, thwarted as it was by a relatively few brave soldiers, a few more  ex-soldiers and a few civilians who faced death every day at the hands of the enemy.   Instead the enemy was drawn into a never-ending campaign of attrition which drained the will and the moral of the enemy soldier.

Any nation that seeks to subjugate another for any reason must expect to pay a heavy price in blood.  Our Freedom Fighters are seen as Terrorists by the occupying forces.   The acts of war, as we see them, that are intended to punish the aggressor for bombing our country and drive him from our homes, are seen as acts of heroism by our people.   The enemy sees these acts as cowardly acts of terror.  When we succeed in detonating a massive bomb that demolishes a government building that kills dozens of the enemy and traitors, we see it as a huge success, the enemy sees it as mass murder.

When an enemy gunship wipes out a number of freedom fighters but in the process also kills a number of passing school children we are incensed and more fighters are called to the cause  The enemy is ‘regretful’ but it is collateral damage and unavoidable.   When we see enemy troops torturing freedom fighters they have captured, or mistreating civilians, we want to exact revenge on them.   When we see our dead heroes bodies being abused and shamed by enemy troops we want their blood.


This hopefully will never happen to this great country of ours but it has happened to others.  Looking eastward there are two countries that have never been a direct threat whatsoever to us.  However we believed the lies that we were fed by our own political leaders and we allowed them to take us to war.   To invade those countries – to bomb them into what was hoped to be submission for reasons that we will not fully understand until the politicians who made those decisions stand in the dock accused of treason.   The true reasons that we have gone to war are immaterial to this tale, what is important is that the actions of the population of those countries that we attacked and the people who take up arms against the invader, are not those of a terrorist any more than if we are the victims.

They are fighting for THEIR country, for THEIR families, for THEIR honour, as they see it.   Clearly if we were to be attacked, we would fight like absolute demons to drive the invader from our shores and make them pay dearly for their actions.   This is exactly what is happening to our troops.

We are the ones who are acting illegally. Perhaps it is us who are the terrorists?   Perhaps we should be the ones to arrest OUR political leaders as War Criminals?   Perhaps we are the ones who should say

“No more wars – Stop killing our young people – stop killing their people.

Rod Bridger. 3rd February 2013



By The Rodfather. 21st January 2013.

Peeping just above the horizon, the world’s biggest calamity ever to befall this planet can clearly be seen by anyone who cares to remove their rose-tinted glasses. Naturally those who are supposed to be in charge are fully aware of what is happening but are quite happy to role along toward the inevitable carnage in the knowledge that the masses are (1) just not interested, (2) too stupid to be bothered to understand or (3) too comfortable in thinking that it will never happen to them. Those who are engineering this collapse are well protected and well prepared for what is to come – and well paid!

I do not profess to be a financier but if a simple man ‘like wot I am’ can see the writing on the wall, then there is quite simply no excuse for anybody not being aware of the approaching apocalypse. Too strong a word to use? I think not. This will be the End of the World as we know it, perhaps the same ‘End’ that everyone was expecting, last December 2012.

Way back in the 1970s, many countries had entrusted their gold reserves to the supposed security of Fort Knox in the USA. Everyfort-knox_1299699740 schoolboy on the planet can tell you about this place, the world renown citadel of the worlds financial security, with its images of gleaming piles of gold protected by numerous armed guards and armoured cars. An invincible fortress for the wealth of the world. However it was back in the 70s that the problems actually started to appear through the mist.

Many nations became suspicious that the USA, which was heavily embroiled in the Vietnam War, was spending their gold to finance that war, and at least one of those countries, France, decided that it would ask for its gold back. The response of the US government was totally unexpected; they simply refused to return it, with President Richard (Tricky Dickie) Nixon stating that it was “contrary to the national security of the US of A”. Now personally speaking, that would have been enough for me; I would have kicked up hell until all of my gold was returned to me intact.

merkelGold is a very heavy metal, with a stack the size of a normal domestic microwave cooker weighing in at a ton and when Adolph Hitler’s daughter, sorry I couldn’t pass that opportunity up, I mean Mrs Merkel of course, the German Chancellor, recently asked for the return of Germany’s 3000 tons of gold, the Americans said that they will return it to Germany BUT that they would do so over the period of one year! Surely this should wake up those of our leaders who really are not aware but I suspect that in reality these animals are very rare?

It would take just three Jumbo jets to airlift the whole 3000 tons to Germany, so why would they take over a year to deliver? I suspect the reason is simply because the cupboard is bare! fort knoxFort Knox has not been audited since the 1950s and taking into account that most small businesses will carry out a stock take and audit annually to make sure that they are on the ball, isn’t it a bit strange that the US government have not ordered an audit in over 60 years?

The truth is that they may very well have done just that, maybe even annually for all we know (but I doubt it), but the owners of Fort Knox can simply refuse to comply. “Hold on” I hear you say, “surely the government are the owners”? Well no actually, the government are not the owners of Fort Knox; the owner is the Federal Reserve. “What’s the problem then” I hear you questioning again “the government own the Fed”. Sorry but wrong again. The United States Federal Reserve, just like our very own Bank of England, is privately owned, and the owners do not want anybody looking too deeply into their business. So they politely decline any request for an audit! As a result, nobody knows how much gold is held (or not) at Fort Knox and how much has been quietly sold to the Chinese for example.

One day very soon, within the next 12 months I would suggest, many much cleverer observers than I are surprised that it has not happened already, the worlds financial system will not be there when we wake up. ATMs will be closed down. Banks will not panicopen in an attempt to protect their holdings and to prevent a run on the bank. You will not be able to use your ‘plastic’ to buy your petrol or your food, although that will not be such a problem as the shelves will have been stripped bare by mid morning and there will be no food available. It has been said that any ‘civilised’ society is only three days of hunger away from revolution. Law and order will break down, the police will not be able to control civil disturbance across the nation, just look at the riots a couple of summers ago and bear in mind that each individual police officer also has a family to protect and feed.

Depending on how long the emergency lasts, local services will begin to collapse. First the electricity will fail, quickly followed by gas supplies. Fresh water will become scarce. All of this will lead to further disturbances and a further collapse of civilised society. Dog eat dog will be the order of the day.

And when the clamour for some control from the government becomes the loudest, the military will be called in. They will not be called into support the civil authorities they will be called in to suppress the disturbances, the civilian police will be the bystanders, and we will be under Marshall Law!tanks

The calls for protection from the mobs will be reinforced with calls for rubber bullets and harsh measures to be used to protect the people. ID cards will be welcomed. Detention without trial will be accepted. Trial without jury and even summary justice will be tolerated. Freedom of speech will not be allowed, as any dissent will be seen as an act of rebellion in such difficult times. All civil liberties and freedoms will be ‘temporarily’ curtailed. They will just extend the ‘temporary’ aspect for another two years or so, and another, and another.

Whenever the banks do reopen, your money will have been revalued for you. Perhaps down to 50% or even 10%. Those life savings of say £20,000 suddenly are only £10,000 or even just £2,000.

What can you do about it? Surprisingly there are a few things that you can do.

Do spread the word. The more people who talk about such things, the more difficult it becomes for them to bring them about.

Do join

The Lawful Rebellion and
The Lawful Bank.    

both organisations that are fighting now for your freedom in the future, by lawful means. Using the law to bring about the only thing that will prevent such a happening, a complete change of our society. We need a system that will take control of the banks, and hence return control of the country to the people.

Do be aware. Use the internet to access the Free Press.

Do build a reserve of food and bottled water. Candles, matches, chocolate, energy foods, batteries for torches and radios etc. Plan for holding sufficient supplies for three months if you can but whatever you can manage will help.

Don’t tell people what you are doing. In the immediate future they will consider you a ‘nutter’. If this does come about they will know who’s door to come knocking on or down for food. If I (and others) have got this wrong or we manage to prevent it from happening, it just means that you have a plentiful food supply when unexpected visitors come to call.

Don’t believe what your government says, either directly or via the main stream media.

Don’t believe me! Do your own research.

Don’t be part of the problem.

Don’t close your eyes to what is happening.

Do remember it is your future and more importantly – your childrens future.

n.b. The author is not suggesting for one moment tat the German Chancellor Angela Merkel is related to Adolph Hitler in any way.  I am sure that she is a very nice lady.

Today, I realised just how disloyal to my Father I have been.  Indeed more than merely being disloyal, I have in fact betrayed not only my own father but the whole of his generation!

A normal Saturday afternoon of shopping turned from the ordinary, rather tedious expedition as it is for most men, into a crashing moment of shock and realisation as the full enormity of my acts of betrayal were forced home on me!

It has been a long time since a single wisp of smoke has passed my lips but for a few weeks now I have endured a hankering to smoke a pipe.  More than just filling my lungs with the cocktail of chemicals that a cigarette provides it is the ritual of preparing, lighting, including the challenge of keeping it alight, as well as the sensual pleasure of the tobacco itself that I enjoyed all those years ago.  And it is exactly that that I am yearning for today.

What has this to do with my act of betrayal against my Father?  It proved to be the nucleolus of events that stretched across the years.  My collection of pipes and other regalia has long been consigned to the dustbin and I could not even remember the name of the brand of tobacco I enjoyed so much, therefore whilst I stood in the queue at my local supermarket to pay for my mother-in-laws copy of the Sun (nothing to do with me please note) I realised that I might be able to refresh my memory with the aid of the assistant behind the ‘ciggy’ counter.

“Do you sell pipe tobacco?” I asked “Yes we do” she answered and then recited the brands that she sold, none of which I recognised as ‘my’ brand.  Casting my eyes to the stock on the shelves, my gaze was of course met with a veritable ‘Berlin Wall’ of white doors that obscured all of the smoking materials.  When I asked if she could slide the door back so that I might recognise the tin, the poor lady told me that she was not allowed to do so and that the law actually forbade me from seeing what was behind those doors.  It was then that it really struck home, just how far this country of mine had slipped down the road to being a truly Fascist State.

My Father fought through the North African deserts and then onto Berlin.  My father-in-law braved the Russian convoys, strapped to a freezing Bofors gun, all in the name of freedom.  Countless thousands of others, across the globe gave the ultimate sacrifice for the same cause.  And today I realised that I not only have I betrayed each and every one of them but to what extent that betrayal has reached!

I have allowed their actions and their memories to be trashed into the mud of inaction.  Sure I have done my fair share of moaning and complaining each time the price of petrol has gone up or another little piece of my freedom has been eradicated, such as the witch hunt against smokers, but other than having a whinge, I have done little else.

For the past 50 years I have served my country in one way or another, either in uniform or by simply paying my dues each week to my government.  But whilst I have been a good little citizen and done as I was told, my country has been taken over and conquered by the very same people that my Fathers generation fought so hard to prevent from doing so.

It has gone far beyond the fact that I am not allowed to look at a packet of fags, which is in reality almost an irrelevance; it has penetrated through and poisoned every aspect of our society.  Our politicians are far worse than common criminals.  They place themselves in authority over us; they dictate how we will lead our lives, and we place them on pedestals whilst they rob us and rape our children!

We allow our politicians to wage wars that are not only illegal but very, very immoral.  At the same time as they send our young people to death and mutilation in foreign lands with which we should have no argument, they treat them with contempt and derision.  Those who are lucky enough to come home without a flag draped over them are thrown onto the scrap heap and it is left to charities to try and pick up the pieces of their lives.

One thing that our politicians are very good at is installing fear into the people.  Fear of losing your job, fear of losing your home, your health, your wealth.  Fear is a powerful tool in the hands of criminals.  Keep the people in fear and they are easier to control.  Cut wages, cut pensions, increase taxes, increase gas/electricity/water prices.  Increase food prices – increase fear!  When people are too worried about whether they will have enough to feed their children or be able to survive the cold of winter, they are easy to confuse and control.

Once was the time when your local MP, and consequently parliament, was answerable to the people – today they are answerable to, and their loyalty is to, their Party.

Once was the time when local authorities actually ‘served’ the people – now they ‘CONTROL’ the people.

Parliament continues to heap legislation upon legislation onto the bowed shoulders of an ever increasingly subservient populous.  Reducing the quality of life, reducing the life expectancy of the elderly been the aim of Fascist regimes throughout history.  Adolph Hitler murdered those who were disabled either physically or mentally.  21st Century Britain is slightly more sophisticated and employs a foreign owned company called Atos to wheedle out those who it considers are a drain on the resources of the government.  Should some of those ‘malingerers’ forced off of disability benefits actually die as a result of this action, well that’s collateral damage and the government can cope with that.

Thousands of people are losing their jobs and are forced onto the benefit system because of government actions.  Those people are then criticised and labelled as being lazy scroungers by that same government.  Many of these people lose their homes as well as their dignity; some are thrown into such despair and depression that they take their own lives – but that is collateral damage!  Is it me or am I seeing more reports in the media of complete families being killed, children included, by one parent or another? followed by the suicide of the perpetrator – but that is collateral damage.

Our main stream media is controlled by the same people who control our politicians and is about to have any last vestige of independence snuffed out by the government, via the Leveson Inquiry.  Page after page has recently been dedicated to an ageing disc jockey who was able to get himself into such a powerful position because of the money he raised and the ‘friends’ who were at the very top of our establishment, that he became ‘fireproof’ and was able to pursue his aim of sexually abusing anyone that took his fancy, regardless of their age.  This disclosure shook the country to its core but there was worse to come.

Choosing Prime Ministers Question Time, a Labour MP raised the spectre of the vile practise of paedophilia reaching right to the very door step of number 10 Downing Street.  Little has been heard since.  A few days later, a TV presenter hands a list of suspected MP paedophiles to the very same Prime Minister on national television.  One of the names allegedly on that list was the same name that was given to the police in the form of a sworn affidavit by a victim of sexual abuse at a children’s home in north Wales.  I use the word ‘allegedly’ very carefully because the names on the list were NOT visible and no names were mentioned.  Likewise with a BBC news programme, again no names were mentioned.  However, without ever being identified by either the BBC or ITV, the owner of that name was able to receive over ¼ of a million pounds Sterling from the two organisations. Not a bad mornings work, even for Mr McAlpine.

A very powerful and wealthy man is able to bluster and threaten; the Establishment closes ranks around him and the national media collapses.  A few names from yesterday’s entertainment world are thrown to the wolves, and everything is once again swept under the carpet.  A large number of men, primarily from the north of England, are convicted of the sexual abuse of underage girls.  The fact that those men were of Pakistani or Afghan origin is completely ignored by the authorities.  Indeed the whole issue is ignored by the authorities, presumably because of that racial element; these gangs were able to continue to prey on hundreds of young girls for years.  With what can only be described as the connivance of the police, social workers and the local authorities.  But these people are still allowed, not only to stay out of prison but to remain in their jobs.

A young girl with Downs Syndrome in Scotland tells of her abuse at the hands of not only her father but a large number of people, some of them highly placed police officers, judges and politicians.  As a result, her mother is sectioned under the Mental Health Act, the person who is representing both mother and child is thrown into prison for distributing election material, by one of the named judges.  Can you read about this in the media?  Of course not.

What concerns me greatly is that the majority of these cases are historical, are we to believe that our betters in the Establishment have suddenly turned lilly white and the 75 Labour MPs identified by the FBI as having paid for access to child pornography sites, have all become as innocent as priests – sorry, perhaps comparing them with priests was not such a good choice!  Why is the media are not asking questions about the safety of our children TODAY?

Hundreds of children are taken from their parents by Social Services every year in the UK (it is estimated some 4.5 million worldwide).  In some cases it is justified, such as where a child is a risk from assault and/or abuse.  But in many cases it can, for example be because the parents belong to the wrong political party.

Do you still believe we live in a free country?

Our once highly respected National Health Service is reduced to a shambles.  The wrong operation is performed on the wrong person.  A young man is allowed to die of thirst in a hospital bed.  Numerous elderly patients are forced to lay in their own urine and faeces for hours on end.  Thousands die each year when their lives could have been extended – but that is collateral damage.

Another institution that has always been highly respected around the world is our law.  The friendly ‘Bobby’ on the street that everyone trusted has been replaced Robo Cop.  A distant figure draped in body armour with cuffs, batons, spray and increasingly firearms on open display.  The police ‘man’ or ‘woman’ that you felt you could approach has been replaced by a police ‘officer’, an armed automaton whose first responsibility is not to the people he serves but to the corporate government which employs him as a debt collector.  If you know of a true police ‘man’ or ‘woman’, then savour them.

Secret courts, once the preserve of such countries as East Germany or the Soviet Union, are operational in 21st Century Britain.   Magistrates courts are hired by the day to rubber stamp the debt collection activities of local authorities enforcing ever more draconian legislation, some of which was supposed to be used only for fight terrorism.  Increasingly our Common Law is usurped by legislation that is not only imposed upon us by a foreign power but is actually illegal.  But that is collateral damage.

Britain IS broken.  But it is not broken by accident.  It has been designed to be this way.  Designed by the very people who we put into a position of power over us.  We have been betrayed by the people we trust.  And WE have betrayed the people that sacrificed so much for our tomorrows.  WE have committed that betrayal by ALLOWING this to happen.  Each time we have not stood up to be counted when we have seen our ‘betters’ doing something that you knew was not right.  When you lost a little bit more freedom.  When you voted at any election for the status quo to remain – you, and me, have betrayed our own forefathers.

Is there an answer? 

There is no shortage of articles and people who are only too happy to tell you what is wrong with our country and indeed the world but what you rarely see or hear is what can be done about it.

The short answer is yes, there is quite a lot that can be done to express your displeasure at our system of democracy.  You can write to your MP but don’t be too surprised if your MP does anything more than get his secretary to write you a polite reply.  It certainly won’t cause any changes to come about.  You can spoil your voting paper, but all does is to create a little bit of humour for the counters.  Of course you can always vote for one of the other parties but the problem here is that they are all the same regardless of the colour of the party.  Lift the veneer and there is not a lot of difference.  What about voting for an Independent candidate then?  Possibly this is the best choice, at least an Independent will owe his allegiance to his voters and not to any Party Whip.  But an Independent is only one man or woman amongst 650 odd others (and they are very odd).

All of the above still rely on the status quo with the basic system remaining as it is – corrupt!

What I would humbly suggest is that we need to change the system completely.  We have given the current system a damn good run for it’s money (well, our money actually), much longer than it has ever deserved.  But what could we replace it with? What options are there?

We could always go for a system of total state control a’la the Soviet Union but to achieve that we need to do nothing other than carry on as we are, because that is the way we are heading with the European Union.  How about a simple Dictatorship then?  Well this has been tried before of course and it didn’t work out too well.

So what are we to do?  Perhaps we need a rebellion!  Now you’re talking but not the type of rebellion you are possibly thinking of.  No burning of double decker buses or even street barricades erected but a Lawful Rebellion.  As soon as you start breaking the law, you play directly into the hands of the powers that be and justify them in using extreme force against you – and remember that they have all of the really BIG guns, dogs, men, batons, armoured vehicles and anything else that they need to suppress and defeat you.

The biggest weapon in our armoury is the law itself.  Our government is acting illegally in many, many ways and we need to challenge them with the law itself at every opportunity we can.  We need to replace the whole system with a new system based on people power.  We need to wrest the financial control from the Bankers and their puppets in Parliament to ourselves.  We the people need to run our own country; we need to control our own destinies.

A dream too far do you think?  No it’s not – it IS possible to do this.  It is possible to have a safe and secure future for our children and all of our future generations.  You do not have to challenge a line of riot police you simply have to support the following.


By: The Rodfather

It seems inevitable that the accursed jewel-in-the-crown of the European Union, the Euro, will eventually collapse into a pile of worthless pieces of paper across the floor of Europe.  Equally it seems very probable that despite the best efforts of the unelected despots and lickspittle politicians who deny their own people a say in their own lives that the European Union itself may be heading for the buffers.

Surely this will be a good thing? After all think of the £50 million that we spend on the EU each and every day, as well as the incalculable amounts that EU policies such as the Common Agriculture policy and the Fisheries Policy cost the UK alone.  Such vast amounts of money combined with completely inefficient accounting systems mean that nobody really has an idea of the TRUE amount that the EU costs.  So, should we be putting out the bunting and popping the Champaign corks in celebration as some people suggest?  Well, before we do, let’s consider a few things. 

Nobody can deny that the EU is under very considerable pressure.  The birth place of western civilization, the light in a very dark world that is Greece is rapidly imploding in upon itself.  Unable to service the interest repayments on loans imposed upon it by the International Monitory Fund and the World Bank the German dominated EU has supplanted the democratically elected government and replaced it with a government of its own choosing – nothing short of a Coup D’etat, the democratic rights of the Greek people meaning nothing at all to the Politburo in Brussels.  All that was missing were the tanks on the streets, although they may not be very far into the future. 

More loans were then imposed on Greece so that she may repay the interest on the original loan – BUT she is now unable to repay the interest on the new loan.  Consequently another new loan is imposed to enable that interest payment to be made – BUT Greece is now unable to repay the new loan.  Therefore a further loan is imposed to ensure that THAT payment can be met – BUT …. You get the picture now of course. 

Greece will NEVER be able to get out of debt, she (and her people) will forever be in shackles to the elitist Bankers and politicians and will have no option but to perform every act that her masters degree.  Unfortunately, this nightmare is not only haunting the people of Greece– butItaly, Spain, Portugal and Eire are waiting in the wings.

This sheer stupidity is of course placing immense pressure on the Euro, that pinnacle of excellence, that shining symbol of the Euro Zone itself.  Many people are eager to celebrate the collapse of the Euro and indeed the EU itself, convinced that one will lead to the other.  And well it may, but whether that is a good thing in the short-term for the people of Europe and Great Britain in particular, is more than questionable.  Those people who now call so eagerly for the demise of both, have little understanding of the impact such an occurrence will have on this country alone.

Backed as it is by nothing more than a promise from a Banker (we all know how trustworthy they are), the Euro is nothing more than a piece of paper that will shortly be worthless. Gone are the heady days of the ‘Gold Standard’ when currencies, including Sterling and the mighty Dollar, were backed by the deposits of gold held by governments.  Gordon Brown ensured that Sterling would be confined to the dustbin when he foolishly, some say ‘criminally’ sold off theUK’s gold reserves at knock down prices (I wonder who bought it?)  The US Dollar fares no better as the Federal Reserve Bank simply prints money like confetti, as does the Bank of England, quantitive easing, they call it.

The collapse of the Euro is inevitable, probably likewise the EU itself but the Commissars in Brussels and the Elitists will not give up without a fight.  The gravy on the train is far too rich to just walk away from – and that is when you will probably see the tanks on the streets!


Sterling is inexorably linked to the Euro Zone.  When the Euro folds the Pound Sterling will collapse just behind it.  With some luck it may not have such a hard landing as the Euro, but collapse it will.  How quickly this happens will depend on Iran!

Clearly the Elitists, who are the relatively few people who REALLY control the world and its governments, need to bring Iran under their control. Iran is one of the very few countries in the world which is not massively in debt to the World Bank and consequently they have no power over her.  The only other country that is in a similar situation to Iran is North Korea. Iraq and Libya were also free of the World Bank; consequently they have since been ‘liberated’.  Unfortunately for the world, the Elitists who have a vast amount of power because of their privileged status and ancestry but not really being that intelligent, they are unable to see further than the end of their blood stained noses. 

Iran is not Libya! 

Iranians are not Arabs, they are Persians and there the main difference lies.  Persians are the descendants of a very ancient and noble civilization and culture.  They are passionate about their country.  The current regime in Tehran may not be to every Iranians liking but they will stand behind it if their country is threatened – just like most Englishmen. 

Assuming that the Russians and Chinese do not become militarily involved in the conflict and ignoring the nuclear aspect should Israel become involved, the USA will ultimately get the upper hand in reducing Iran back to the stone age, as they did Libya, but Iranians will not run away when the first shot is fired, they are a very disciplined people. 

Their Armed Forces are very well equipped, courtesy of the Russians and the Chinese.  They are very well-trained, courtesy of the USA as well as the Russians and the Chinese.  They will fight – and they will fight hard for their country against the invader. 

Notwithstanding the fact that the Americans have ordered the Straights of Hormuz are not to be shut to international shipping, those naughty Iranians will probably not do as they are told.  The Straights of Hormuz are a mere 21 miles wide, with the shipping lanes just 2 miles wide, and are a choke point that separates Iran from Oman on the African coast.  17 million barrels of oil pass through every day.  This represents about 35% of the world’s oil output

The sinking of one single LPG super carrier in the Straights will close them for weeks, if not months.

The immediate effect to this country will be a doubling or possibly trebling of petrol prices at the pumps, raising the cost of a gallon of fuel (if you can find any) to nearly £10.00 per gallon.  Distribution of non-essential retail items will be stopped completely to enable resources to be allocated to food distribution and emergency services.  Power cuts will be widespread further affecting factories and offices etc.  Public transport, although given priority, will be severely affected.

The financial markets across the globe will nose dive.  Banks, already under a great deal of pressure will declare a ‘Banking Holiday’ for and period up to a week or more.  Unfortunately this does not mean that we can have a nice week at the seaside, although if you lose your job you will have the time, if not the money.  It means that the banks will close for that period of time, to enable them to ‘consolidate’ their positions. 

During this period you will not have access to your bank account, including via the ATM.  The banks will be looking for ways in which to reschedule their costs.  One method that is actively being considered is to use the contents of savings accounts to re-balance their books.  When the banks reopen, they will be slightly healthier than before they closed down.  Investors savings accounts will pay out in the region of 5:1, which means that if you had £5,000 savings before the closure, you will have £1,000 New Pounds when they reopen. 

Current account holders will find that their accounts have been revalued at 2:1.  A person, who pays in £1,000 a month to meet monthly bills etc, will find that the account now holds just £500 New Pounds with which to meet ever-increasing costs of essential purchases.  Life is going to become more difficult for everyone, and for once the politicians will be proved right – we will all be in together!

So perhaps we had better slip the champagne back into the cupboard along with the bunting and maybe not raise the Cross of St George or the Union flag to celebrate the demise of the EU until we have the situation a little more under control.  It is a brave new future awaiting us just around the corner – good luck everyone!


THE KEY Points of the Illuminati Code

We have over the months and years of writing these newsletters spoken many times about the hidden hand that controls us from behind the scenes dictating what we do and say and how we live our lives. Cleverly making us believe that we are free to choose and have free lives to do as we want to do but at the same time dividing and conquering us. This newsletter will again reiterate that we are not free and that there is a sinister plot to eradicate us from this planet one step at a time.

Many thousands of years ago a group of extraterrestrials came to Earth to mine for Gold to ease their planets dwindling atmosphere, they were called the Annunaki which means ‘Those who from Heaven to Earth came’. They found ancient Homosapien man and manipulated his DNA making him into a subservient slave race to do the hard work for them. Of course, nothing has really changed and we are still a slave race, but now it’s more covert, legislation has replaced the whips but nevertheless the end result is the same. It was decided then that everything would be kept from humanity, secrets of life, universe and all other valuable things, this again is still the case. A code was written to enforce this and to set out a series of rules governing us and how it was to be done and maintained. Below is that code, you can see from reading it how applicable it is and we can see how this is playing out in our daily lives.



‘1. An illusion it will be, so large, so vast it will escape their perception.
2. Those who will see it will be thought of as insane.
3. We will create separate fronts to prevent them from seeing the connection between us.
4. We will behave as if we are not connected to keep the illusion alive. Our goal will be accomplished one drop at a time so as to never bring suspicion upon ourselves. This will also prevent them from seeing the changes as they occur.
5. We will always stand above the relative field of their experience for we know the secrets of the absolute.
6. We will work together always and will remain bound by blood and secrecy. Death will come to he who speaks.
7. We will keep their lifespan short and their minds weak while pretending to do the opposite.
8. We will use our knowledge of science and technology in subtle ways so they will never see what is happening.
9. We will use soft metals, ageing accelerators and sedatives in food and water, also in the air.
10. They will be blanketed by poisons everywhere they turn.
11. The soft metals will cause them to lose their minds. We will promise to find a cure from our many fronts, yet we will feed them more poison.
12. The poisons will be absorbed through their skin and mouths, they will destroy their minds and reproductive systems.
13. From all this, their children will be born dead, and we will conceal this information.
14. The poisons will be hidden in everything that surrounds them, in what they drink, eat, breathe and wear.
15. We must be ingenious in dispensing the poisons for they can see far.
16. We will teach them that the poisons are good, with fun images and musical tones.
17. Those they look up to will help. We will enlist them to push our poisons.
18. They will see our products being used in film and will grow accustomed to them and will never know
their true effect.
19. When they give birth we will inject poisons into the blood of their children and convince them it is for their help.
20. We will start early on, when their minds are young, we will target their children with what children love most, sweet things.
21. When their teeth decay we will fill them with metals that will kill their mind and steal their future
22. When their ability to learn has been affected, we will create medicine that will make them sicker and cause other diseases for which we will create yet more medicine.
23. We will render them docile and weak before us by our power.
24. They will grow depressed, slow and obese, and when they come to us for help, we will give them more poison.
25. We will focus their attention toward money and material goods so they may never connect with their inner self. We will distract them with fornication, external pleasures and games so they may never be one with the oneness of it all.
26. Their minds will belong to us and they will do as we say. If they refuse we shall find ways to implement mind-altering technology into their lives. We will use fear as our weapon.
27. We will establish their governments and establish opposites within. We will own both sides.
28. We will always hide our objective but carry out our plan.
29. They will perform the labour for us and we shall prosper from their toil.
30. Our families will never mix with theirs. Our blood must be pure always, for it is the way.
31. We will make them kill each other when it suits us.
32. We will keep them separated from the oneness by dogma and religion.
33. We will control all aspects of their lives and tell them what to think and how.
34. We will guide them kindly and gently letting them think they are guiding themselves.
35. We will foment animosity between them through our factions.
36. When a light shall shine among them, we shall extinguish it by ridicule, or death, whichever suits us best.
37. We will make them rip each other’s hearts apart and KILL THEIR OWN CHILDREN.
38. We will accomplish this by using hate as our ally, anger as our friend.
39. The hate will blind them totally, and never shall they see that from their conflicts we emerge as their rulers. They will be busy killing each other.
40. They will bathe in their own blood and kill their neighbours for as long as we see fit.
41. We will benefit greatly from this, for they will not see us, for they cannot see us.
42. We will continue to prosper from their wars and their deaths.
43. We shall repeat this over and over until our ultimate goal is accomplished.
44. We will continue to make them live in fear and anger through images and sounds.
45. We will use all the tools we have to accomplish this.
46. The tools will be provided by their labour.
47. We will make them hate themselves and their neighbours.
48. We will always hide the Divine Truth from them, that we are all one. This they must never know!
49. They must never know that colour is an illusion, they must always think they are not equal.
50. Drop by drop, drop by drop we will advance our goal.
51. We will take over their land, resources and wealth to exercise total control over them.
52. We will deceive them into accepting laws that will steal the little freedom they will have.
53. We will establish a money system that will imprison them forever, keeping them and their children in debt.
54. When they shall band together, we shall accuse them of crimes and present a different story to the world for we shall own all the media.
55. We will use our media to control the flow of information and their sentiment in our favour.
56. When they shall rise up against us we will crush them like insects, for they are less than that.
57. They will be helpless to do anything for they will have no weapons.
58. We will recruit some of their own to carry out our plans, we will promise them eternal life, but eternal life they will never have for they are not of us
59. The recruits will be called “initiates” and will be indoctrinated to believe false rites of passage to higher realms. Members of these groups will think they are one with us never knowing the truth. They must never learn this truth for they will turn against us.
60. For their work they will be rewarded with earthly things and great titles, but never will they become immortal and join us, never will they receive the light and travel the stars. They will never reach the higher realms, for the killing of their own kind will prevent passage to the realm of enlightenment. This they will never know.
61. The truth will be hidden in their face, so close they will not be able to focus on it until it’s too late.
62. Oh yes, so grand the illusion of freedom will be, that they will never know they are our slaves.
63. When all is in place, the reality we will have created for them will own them. This reality will be their prison. They will live in self-delusion.
64. When our goal is accomplished a new era of domination will begin.
65. Their minds will be bound by their beliefs, the beliefs we have established from time immemorial.
66. But if they ever find out they are our equal, we shall perish then. THIS THEY MUST NEVER KNOW.
67. If they ever find out that together they can vanquish us, they will take action.
68. They must never, ever find out what we have done, for if they do, we shall have no place to run, for it will be easy to see who we are once the veil has fallen. Our actions will have revealed who we are and they will hunt us down and no person shall give us shelter.
69. This is the secret covenant by which we shall live the rest of our present and future lives, for this reality will transcend many generations and life spans.

This covenant is sealed by blood, our blood. We, the ones ‘who from heaven to earth came’…(Annunaki)

This covenant must NEVER, EVER be known to exist. It must NEVER, EVER be written or spoken of for if it is, the consciousness it will spawn will release the fury of the PRIME CREATOR upon us and we shall be cast to the depths from whence we came and remain there until the end time of infinity itself.’


Well now it is known, now we have told you it exists and now you know what is going on and how it is planned to work and has been since the dawn of our time. It is maintained by secret Masonic societies and Royalty and alike. Out of it came 13 Royal Reptilian Bloodlines of which all are in positions of power, Banking, Military, Royalty, Politics/Government, in fact anywhere of significance, to ensure this agenda is continued. These people are handpicked, sometimes years in advance, for this very reason.

Let everyone you know be aware of this fact and then we can face it and deal with it through the power of knowledge and its usage. Note code number 66: “But if they ever find out that they are our equal we shall perish then, this they must never know”.  They are running scared and desperate to stop us ever knowing, but more and more of us do know and their plans are being exposed… they fear the truth, they fear us.

Let’s expose the hidden hand and those attached to it, who hide themselves underground and behind the curtains.

Best Wishes always.

Michael & Sarah Feeley


How Old?

Today is my 65th Birthday – and first of all I would like to say a huge great big ‘Thank you’ for all of the birthday wishes I have received from my Facebook ‘Friends’.  I would also like to say thank you for SOME of the comments I have received as well!!

Seriously, thank you very much each and every one.

65 years is a long time in any bodies book and to be honest, particularly these days I feel privileged to reach this age – I hope it goes on for a while longer!

I am often asked if I feel 65 and wouldn’t I rather be 19 again?  The answer to both is ‘NO’.

To be honest when my back is playing up (the doctors reckon it’s as a result of a mis-spent youth! I only wish I could remember what I had been up too)! I do feel more like 85 than a sprightly 65, but in my head I feel much younger.  If pushed for an age I would suggest somewhere around 30-35 years old.  I do fully understand the meaning of the phrase ‘The mind is willing but the flesh is weak’.

I suspect that the vast majority of people do actually feel much younger than their actual years and that is very good, to be kept young mentally is vital.  It does come however as a surprise almost daily when the things that you could do when you were that tender 19 years of age, are not only difficult today but physically impossible (back to that mis-spent youth I suppose). 

Another sign of creeping years is when you realise as you gaze into the bathroom mirror one morning, that that handsome young blade that used to smile back at you – has turned into your father!  But spare a thought for my poor doctor, who when I told her that I was shocked to see my father staring back at me replied “Well, how do you think I feel.  I looked into my bathroom mirror this morning and I saw your father!!

Would I like to be younger?  No, I think not.  At my age I no longer have to climb out of bed on cold and wet mornings to continue my existence as a wage slave, if I don’t like the look of things out of the window I simply pull the covers up again and return to my dreams.  Likewise, if there’s a good movie on the box I can stay up and watch it, I no longer have that ‘deadline’ because I have to get up in the morning.  Carol and I are our own masters now, if we don’t fancy dinner today – we don’t have to have it.  If we feel like taking a walk along the seafront – we do it simply because we want too.  Young people now hold the door open for me – which really does take some getting used to.

These reasons for being glad that I’m 65 may appear rather selfish but you must understand that I have lived through the best of times.  In fact I believe that I have lived through the best times in the history of the world!

Born, as I was just after the Second World War, I was one of the so-called ‘Baby Boomers’.  A time when the world was getting used to being free of the horrors of the war.  Not for me the dread of listening to enemy aircraft overhead and the scream of the falling bombs as they did their best to kill my older brothers and sisters.  Not even for me was the deprivations that the war brought in its wake.  Sure I can just remember going shopping with my mum to Sainsbury’s and watching her hand over the ration card for her purchase of sugar, which came lose in a little blue bag, but I was far too young to realise the significance of such things.

All I know is that when I was young, and I mean very young, I had freedom.  Although I was too young to remember, my mum used to take me to where she worked in a large house on Hastings seafront.  On a nice day, she would prop me up in my pram right on the promenade itself, so that I could watch the sea and the birds.  She would check on me every half hour or so and I was perfectly safe and secure.  Even as a 4 or 5-year-old I can remember playing out on the street on my own.  I had a little red peddle car with an opening boot (or trunk as my American friends call it – funny lot aren’t they?) in which I carried a rolled up street map of the town. I didn’t know how to read it but I felt like a grown up just unfurling it and consulting it as I had seen my dad do on may an occasion.  One day I decided to take a drive to visit my Grandmother, so jumped into my GTi and drove to her house.  The fact that she lived the other side of the town and that I had to drive through the town centre was not a problem for me, it may have been for the trolley bus drivers as I negotiated the main roads of the town centre in my little red car I don’t know, I can’t remember.  That is probably a good thing because I suspect that was one adventure too far for my mum and dad.

When it was time for me to start school, I can remember being escorted once by my mum, after that I did the journey by myself, which involved changing buses all on my own.  I can even remember trying to fool the bus conductor that the penny I was giving him for my fare was in fact a Half a Crown by virtue of the silver paper I wrapped around it.  And all of this was way before I was 8 years old.

As I got older I longed for the long hot summer holidays because of the daily adventures I would have with my friends.  As soon as we woke, we would be off on out bikes for the day.  Out into the countryside with our sandwiches and lemonade (made from a solid block of lemonade powder). We discovered an area that rumour told us was an old Second World War military training area and that if you were lucky you could find unexploded mortar bombs which we could retrieve and take to school!  Thankfully we never actually found anything.  But as long as we were all home by the time the street lights came on, nobody worried about us.

In 1962 I became a soldier and remember well the training we had at the time of the Cuban Missile Crisis to cope with a Russian attack (pathetic as it was – lay on the floor in the direction of the mushroom cloud and paint your windows white – that would really be useful in the event of a 50 megaton bomb going off in your backyard!)  My service allowed me to experience the delights  of Singapore and also saw me in action in Malaya and Borneo – they even gave me a medal for that!

Leaving the army and returning to Civvy Street is always difficult for any squadie but back then it was a lot easier.  I remember starting one job in the morning – getting fed up by lunchtime and starting another job the same afternoon!  In those days the employer NEEDED the employee, not the other way around.

 The deprivations of the war were well and truly over and as I moved into my teens the revolution of the 60’s was approaching.  Music, real music was hitting us.  Lonnie Donegan gave way to the Beatles and the Stones.  Bright colours instead of the drab wartime ration colours, outrageous hair styles that shocked our parents and winkle picker shoes that had as sharp a point as any needle ever did, they may have crippled your feet but hey, some sacrifices had to be made to look cool.

The advent of white knee-length boots and long maxi coats first drew my eyes to a pretty little red-head and shortly afterwards Carol and I were wed.  We were confident that to bring children into such an exciting world was a good idea; we assumed that the good times would continue to roll, but as time has proved, they did not.

The idea of a parent leaving a baby unattended even for a few seconds in unthinkable today.  Allowing a child to roam the streets without supervision is equably so.  Whatever would Social Services say?  Today’s children are issued with mobile phones for alleged ‘safety’ reasons almost as soon as they can walk.  It is hardly safe to allow them to play in their own back garden without an adult bring present to ensure that some paedophile does not try to snatch them.  Whereas I was sent to the local shop on an errand when I was 4, allowing an 11-year-old to do so today is risky.

I was allowed to explore, sometimes I got hurt as a result but I learnt from that.  Today if a child stubs a toe, the adult in charge is disciplined or even sacked and a six month enquiry is launched.

As a young man I would go to the disco without fear of coming into contact with drugs.  I used to hitchhike all over the country following my football team (it is only a rumour that I followed Aston Villa and Tommy Docherty and I will deny it if pressed).  It was even easier hitching when I was in uniform – can you imagine a young soldier standing at the side of the road thumbing a lift today?

Today you can’t do anything without being charged a tax on it.  Children are confined to their homes and rely on their computer or iPad for their adventure.

My grandchildren’s futures are blighted by the criminal politicians who have hocked their lives for thirty pieces of silver.  Their freedoms are being curtailed by overzealous politically correct teachers and social workers. 

My criminal career was immediately brought to a crashing halt the day the local bobby caught me scrumping and administered short justice with a clip round the ear from his cape, but I knew that if I had a problem he would always be there to help and advise me.  I also knew that if I went home and told my Dad that a copper had clouted me, I would have got another one on the basis that I must have deserved it.  Today’s police officers are no more than Revenue Collectors for the government or at worse ‘Law Enforcers’ for a demonic ‘democratic’ dictatorship.  The respect that the community has for the police is dwindling away on a daily basis.  No more is there a ‘Bobby’ that the community can turn to; they are faced with the ‘Terminator’ with their body armour and range of weapons.

Not all of my memories are happy ones of course, I’ve had my fair share of unhappy experiences as well but when I

Life in the Old Dog yet

look back over the last 65 years and I am even more convinced that my lifetime so far has most definitely been spread across the best years in the history of the planet, and when I look at the world of the future that my grandchildren have yet to face, I am more than happy to have lived them.  No thank you, I’ll stay 65.

Thank you once again for your birthday wishes.  But remember, I hope that there will be a few more of them left for me yet.


By: The Rodfather  20 Dec 2011

There has been much speculation in the main stream media recently as to who was to blame for the riots that shook a number of English cities last summer.  Depending on which side of the political fence you sit, you can take your choice of the available reasons.   If you listen to the Guardian or the London School of Economics, or any other left-wing source of course, the reason is well and truly planted at the door of the Coalition government.  If this were as simple a reason as the Left claim, it would indeed be a dramatic achievement by the government to wreck such havoc on our society that it breaks down so completely in the relatively short period of time in which they have been in office.  The government are keen to place the blame on their predecessors quoting the breakdown in society over the 13 years of Labour government.  However both of these scenarios required the blame to land at the feet of the politicians themselves, and naturally in our Great and Free Democracy in which we live today, it is not possible for any politicians to be proved wrong no matter what colour of the rainbow they represent.

What was needed therefore was a compromise.  A scapegoat.  A patsy.  Enter the ‘Home Affairs Select Committee’.  A fine upstanding collection of politicians  if ever there was one, consisting of MPs from all major parties.  The collective sighs of relief when that great gathering of political intellect finally managed to agree on a fall guy could be heard as far afield as Tottenham where the riots first kicked off.  They managed to find somebody to blame for the whole disgraceful episode that would enable all politicians to wash their hands of any blame for the scenes that we and the rest of the world, watched unfurling on our television screens each night.  The fact that this fall guy was an organisation that would not be able to hit back and defend themselves against these allegations was an added bonus.

I well remember watching the scene displayed on my TV screen as looters ran freely between shops and a double-decker bus was allowed to burn and eventually set light to an adjoining building, whilst a cordon of police officers dressed in riot gear stood idly by and watched it all without taking any action. 

Now I have worked with the police for a good number of years and I believe that I have a pretty good understanding of the mentality of the normal ‘copper’ on the street.  It is fair to say that there are not many ‘wilting lilies’ within their ranks and indeed, the majority of those that I know would rarely pass up the opportunity to enjoy a good ‘Ruck’.  Watching the activities of some officers during the student ‘protests’ should be evidence enough of that.

The question that should now be asked, and answers obtained, is who gave the order for the police to hold back?  And upon that person being identified, they should be removed from their position whether it be as a politician or a senior police officer.

The authorities knew what they were doing when the held back the police and allowed the rioters a free hand.   And they knew what the response to that order would be.  Even before the ashes of the burned out stores had cooled and the glazier’s started to earn their wages for the next six months, the calls were out in the main stream media – “Call in the troops” and “Use rubber bullets”.

How easy it is to manipulate the masses (look at N. KOREA) into not only agreeing to the use of weapons but even to live ammunition being used against protesters.  Already London police have the use of Armoured cars, which were used for the first time on mainland Britain, now they have the authorisation to actually shoot people who they suspect of arson attacks.  That certainly is a turn around from standing idly by and watching London burn!

One big problem is that todays TV viewer and supporter of these draconian measures may turn out to be tomorrows pensioner who has had his pension cut in half by the government as has happened in Greece, or recently had his local hospital closed down to save money, and may feel the need to take his protest onto the streets.  As the police are trained to aim for the groin area, it may be a good idea to ensure that you wear your Cricket Box and for God’s sake don’t light a cigarette if there is a policeman about!

Alternatively you can always put your trust in good old English ‘Fair Play’.  Surely our government would never do that to us? – would they?

Ooooh - That Hurt!


2012 – Will You Survive?


 The REAL BRITS – Welcome to the Brave New World


Autism, Cancer, Diabetes, Heart disease, Asthma and other ‘Airway’ diseases, Aids and other sexually transmitted diseases, Digestive diseases.  Common illnesses and diseases of today.  Many of them are killers.  Many of them are ‘New’ diseases that 50 years ago either did not exist at all or were much less common than they are today.

That fact alone must bring forth the question: WHY?

I remember as a child when a neighbour was diagnosed with cancer.  It was almost unheard of in those days and yet today practically everyone has either had or has, or knows somebody who has had or has this disease.  In my own family to-day I have four close relatives who have had or still are suffering from cancer.  In one case it has sadly resulted in death and in another has left the victim hardly able to speak or eat and only able to breathe with difficulty.

I have lost a young 17-year-old relative to asthma.  Many children at my grandson’s school carry inhalers, including my grandson.

Autism and other ‘behavioural’ illnesses cause so much pain to the victim and their families.  AIDS, a disease that has decimated parts of Africa and certain communities in the western world, is raging out of control again in this country, resulting in the British government launching another massive publicity campaign to try to educate today’s young people of the danger.

Obesity, Diabetes, irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS) and Heart disease are the western world’s modern day plaque.

But WHY now?  Where do they all come from?  How much do they cost, not in lives but in cold hard cash?

Let’s look at cancer.  The cancer ‘industry’ is massive.  For the last 40/50 years scientists have been struggling to find a cure.  A massive support charity network has sprung up to fund this research raising hundreds of millions of Pounds each year.  Every so often we hear of another ‘breakthrough’ in the research that will eventually lead us to conquering cancer – EVENTUALLY.  BUT – have you ever stopped to think what would happen if today, a scientist discovered the miracle cure? 

A whole industry would be lost overnight.  It would not just be the scientists who were suddenly out of work but also the supporting charities and all of their fundraising would be redundant but most importantly the pharmaceutical companies would lose all of that lucrative income that they receive for supplying the drugs that in many cases are far worse for the victim than the disease itself.

What then if I were to tell you that there is a cure for cancer that costs but a few pence?  I can hear the cries of derision from here.  But stop and think for a moment.  There are certain parts of our planet where cancer really is unknown.  In parts of Siberia and South America there are people who have little to no contact with the modern world and live, in our terms, very primitive and simple lives.  Their diets are very simple and rely heavily on stoned fruit such as the apricot.  As you know, the apricot has inside of it a stone, which we normally discard, but inside of that stone there are seeds.  It is these seeds that are important because part of the molecular structure of these seeds includes the vitamin B17.  It is this vitamin that is effectively the wonder drug that can and has defeated cancer on many more than one occasion. 

The problem is convincing people to try it.  Check out this video – it may help you understand a bit more:

Some of you may have heard of the Amish group of people.  These are a religious group who prefer to continue to live in the 19th century.  As a result, they also do not use modern-day technology including modern-day drugs, particularly vaccinations.  Autism and other ‘learning’ illnesses are very prevalent in our modern society – but NOT in the Amish society.  Indeed, there have been three cases of Autism (yes, just 3) and two of those cases involved children that HAD been vaccinated.  It is not known if the third case has been vaccinated or not.  Naturally they eat relatively simply and only eat their own organic foods.  Once again, keep your mind open read the following, do your own research and come to your own conclusion:

Finally, a fair bit has been said here about eating healthily.  Consider just what it is that you DO eat.  I am certainly not preaching to you, I am simply asking you to open your mind and consider what is really happening in our world today.  Much has also been said of the coming events in 2012, I am not going to predict that the world will implode on 23 Dec next year, nor do I expect that little green men will be walking amongst us, but think for one moment – if SOMETHING happens, you could be healthy enough to survive.  If nothing happens then – hey you’ll still be a lot healthier AND wiser.

To help you consider your own diet, just one final piece of literature for you to read:

By; The Rodfather

This video is just over 12 months old but its relevance is even more important today than when it was first screened.

It is also a video that was initially intended for American consumption but it is equally relevant to the UK and indeed to every country in the Western World.

I urge you all to watch it and in turn to urge your loved ones and friends to do the same. 

Only today I was asked by a dear friend if I ever felt that those people going about their business were saner than I?  She went on to explain that as a result of constantly being mocked and ridiculed by her workmates because she has tried to awaken them to what is happening in the world around us, she is now very restrained in what she does discuss with them.  She now restricts herself to the ‘normal’ discussions such as who is doing what in the jungle and who will be voted off at the next X Factor showing, but despite this self-imposed censorship, she is still considered a ‘little potty’.   

Only by being alert as to what is happening to the Western World, including England can we be prepared for it.  The British government is openly destroying the ability of the UK to function.  The military and police are being decimated (in preparation for the implementation of a foreign para-military occupation force).  The people are being taxed to extinction whilst services are being cut way beyond what is necessary.  Thousands of our elderly will follow previous years and die of the cold this winter.  Millions of our young people are being consigned to the scrap heap and consequently condemned to rely on State handouts, which will of course be drastically reduced to save money.  The blatant attack on the traditional family unit with sex education for 6 year olds in our schools, the active encouragement for single parent and even same-sex parenthood, all designed along with the concerted erosion of the influence of the traditional church, to destabilise our society. 

There is no longer even the slightest attempt to disguise this practice of destruction; David Cameron has thrown all pretenses out of the window and is openly marching ahead with his plans to totally control the minds and the actions of the people through fear, with the power of a tsunami.  And he is succeeding! 

Those who survive the next 5 – 10 years without becoming slaves in the truest sense of the word will be those who are aware NOW!  Those who prepare! 

The time is fast approaching when it will be too late to even attempt to wake the sheeple.  Start preparing for YOUR future now!




Welcome to the Brave New World Order.

Tahrir Square Cairo was the scene of the very first uprising of the so called ‘Arab Spring’.

By: The Rodfather

Western Leaders were very quick to shout at the top of their voices that this was the birth of a new chapter for the Middle East and that Democracy Rules! One of the first voices heard was that of our very own Prime Minister David (Call me Dave) Cameron.

He certainly was one of the quickest and was flying into Cairo airport before the gun smoke and the tear gas had cleared, eager to sell ever more arms to the Egyptians.

What I find so surprising is that those same Western Leaders, including Call Me Dave, are surprised that those same weapons sold so recently to the new ‘Democratic’ government of Egypt, are now being used against their own people – again!

Got that one wrong Dave!

Thanks to Russian Television News  (RTN) for the reporting that you will never see on the BBC.