Howdee pop pickers… Here’s a blast from the past for all those cave-fish still out there…
Well, whaddaya know, it’s my ‘Old Mate’ Richard of Harris…
‘It is inhumane to persist with this shit show’
Count Jack Black
A Questionable Science:
Love and Death in the Time of COVID
by Stuart France and G. Michael Vasey
‘The Gallows and Gibbet Inn’, proclaimed the sign, which singular nominal ought really to have aroused, if not my shackles then, at least my suspicions.
Too late, Anu was already tugging me over the threshold into the warmth, and the light, and the sound of voices, and music…
…They were all in there!
Black Jack Davey… Teigue-the-Fool… The Miller’s Son… The Sorcerer’s Apprentice… H.R.H. the Lord of the Elements, and one-hundred-and-one other far less savoury characters.
Most of them in their cups. Reprobates all! And what a tale they had to tell.
If you have ever wondered why all the public houses were shut.
You had better pull up a chair…
Get on the right side of history before its too late!
How To Successfully Appeal YouTube Community Guidelines Strikes
How many people do you know who have threatened YouTube with legal action, had a community strike lifted and a video un-banned as a result of a successful appeal?
Well, following many years of aggressive censorship by all of the major social media platforms, YouTube banned The Testimonies Project video released on my channel this week, in a clear attempt to suppress the ‘vaccine’ serious and fatal adverse events stories coming out of Israel.
Initially, they tried to prohibit me from uploading content for 90 days [for my first strike], which they reduced to 7 just a few minutes before I sent them this devastatingly succinct response:
“Your claim that eye witness and victim testimony to serious and fatal ‘vaccine’ adverse events is ‘medical misinformation’ is utterly spurious.
In fact, you are committing a criminal offence by deliberately suppressing evidence that the Israeli people are being forced to take a ‘vaccine’ that is known to have serious and fatal effects.
Given your owner’s alleged investment in the very ‘vaccine’ concerned, this comprises a clear conflict of interests which renders both yourselves and your owner liable for civil damages, as well as the suppression of criminal evidence for financial gain.
In the event you fail to remove the strike and un-ban the video within the next 72 hours, consider this a Notice of Intended Legal Proceedings by the People’s Union of Britain [PUB].”
Appeal Upheld By YouTube
Less than 12 hours after my appeal was received by YouTube, the following response was delivered to my channel’s analytics page:
“Thank you for your appeal. We’ve determined that your content The Testimonies Project | A Harrowing Story of Israeli Vaxxine Adverse Events doesn’t violate Community Guidelines. Your content is now ‘live’ and any related strikes have been removed.”
Do you think YouTube’s owner, Google, has been talking to James Crosby [former CEO of Bank of Scotland], who was subjected to my Common Law Lien process and still lies in bed awake at night wondering if a merchant bank will one day enforce it by foreclosing on his expensive country pile?
Either way, other content makers in similar positions could use it to the same effect, in the event they have been subjected to censorship of information pertaining to the exposure of Crimes Against Humanity.
– The Bernician
From a time when British Terrestrial Television was intelligent, educational, entertaining and informative… Enjoy!
Throughout the books written with Stuart France there are visions; moments of a past long fled that ‘Wen’ still sees written in the ancient stone of the landscape and within the circles of the Old Ones. They come when they will, flooding her consciousness with something that may be no more than imagination, no more than a waking dream… or perhaps they are shadows that are cast across the face of time…
The stone is warm beneath her back. Above her the clear blue of the sky is powdered with clouds, barely moving. It is sheltered here in the circle, the earthen banks of the henge protecting the centre from the ceaseless assault of the winds in this high place.
She closes her eyes and waits, feet towards the centre, hands crossed on her breast, relaxing each muscle, each limb in turn, breathing deeply of the clear air.
The shift comes. The world falls away. She can see her companion through closed eyes, across the circle, mirroring her. She does not need to look to feel his presence.
On the screen of inner sight a single glowing point of light that seems farther than the farthest star, yet closer than the sun. Between her and the light nothing but the streaks of passage… a stream of movement, as of a million suns caught racing comets in the blackness of space. A wormhole… dragons… serpents aflame with brilliance… a tunnel through which she is rushing faster than the light itself, falling inwards, forwards, upwards… she does not know.
Then a figure blocking the brightness… a dark silhouette against the torchlight and the tang of smoke. A hand extended, smiling eyes unseen but felt. She takes the hand, stiff after the long vigil in the chill of night, accepting assistance to regain her feet.
The grass is cold, frost biting her bare toes. Above, a million stars streak across the heavens. It is done. The old one smiles, raising his hand…
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“And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every Security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests, as for example in Leningrad, when they arrested a quarter of the entire city, people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs door and at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers, or whatever else was at hand?… The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and, notwithstanding all of Stalin’s thirst, the cursed machine would have ground to a halt! If…if…We didn’t love freedom enough. And even more – we had no awareness of the real situation…. We purely and simply deserved everything that happened afterward.”
Aleksandr I. Solzhenitsyn , The Gulag Archipelago 1918–1956