All Fiat Currencies Die

Not one has survived.

Not since we (mankind) invented them and brought them into being.



Listen, as Stefan Molyneux explains.

Listen harder when he gets to the mighty(?) British pound.

We are very close now to financial armageddon. You need to make a plan so that you get through it and come out, if not smiling, reasonably well protected.

This is your five minute warning. You will never hear it from mainstream sources.

So pay attention.

CR.

Friday Funnies

Another crazy week.

Hanging discussions, financial meltdowns, a possible implosion of the euro, and Hightower is dead. Not good. (Apart from the death of the euro, that is).

We need cheering up.

Try these:

And finally:

I'm sure we all (kind of) agree to that.

Have a great weekend all,

CR.

No Noose Is Good Noose

Like other bloggers, I am aghast that we are even contemplating a debate on the return of the death penalty.

The other day I posted a link to raise enough signatures so that we could have a debate on our continuing membership of the Stupid Club. Commenters here were quick to point out that 100,000 signatures "may" or "could" stimulate a debate. Not so with hanging. I note that the language has changed slightly and MPs are saying "We could be forced to have the debate". Forced? Make your damn minds up. You "may" discuss a referendum on the EU, but you definitely "will" discuss this barbarity? The mind boggles.

I'll just say this: government sanctioned murder, because that is all this is, can never be right. We can all recall horror stories in which the "wrong 'un" was completely innocent. Mistakes are made all the time in countries/states that have the death penalty. In China they routinely harvest the cadavers and sell their organs to the highest bidder. At that point it is no longer a tool of justice but instead becomes a lucrative business. With the recent "nudging" on organ donating, will we plough this disgusting furrow as well? Unthinkable? Look again at the politicians we have running this freak-show. I don't trust them further than I could spit.

We preach to those in less developed nations. We tell them to move on, improve, treat your people better. How would that lecture stand up when/if we were to re-introduce the death penalty?

And why are we being so selective about who hangs and who doesn't? I keep seeing "child-killers and cop-killers" as the primary targets for swinging from the gibbet. Sir Robert Peel oft stated that policemen were just members of the public wearing a uniform. Why should cop killers be singled out? Why are cops any more special than us? And given the tales of police brutality, corruption and sleaze just lately, who still thinks coppers are "special"? As far as I am concerned a bent copper deserves no special treatment, in fact, his punishment should be doubly harsh. Sends a message to the rest of them. Hold yourself up to the highest standards according to the Oath of Constable and so will we.

Often, when I scribble here I say that piano-wire and lamp-posts are a remedy for wayward politicians, but could I honestly stand by whilst we strung people up? No. No I could not.

The bigger question is this: WTF is wrong with the British people who are baying for this? Is it all really because some publicity-hungry blogger demanded the debate in the first place?

And why didn't we get the same rush to sign up to get us out of the EU?

Like I said: mind-boggling.

CR.

We Are Legion

Terrify your government. They have been terrifying us for decades.

Make them tremble as you once trembled.

Make them suffer, as you once suffered.

Make them do what we pay them to do.

Our bidding.

CR.

Disgusted With The UK

There was a time, long, long ago, when I would say quite proudly, when asked by whichever Immigration dude in whichever country I was visiting, "I am British". There was also a time when that response would cause the Immigration dude or dudette, to sit up a little straighter. It was a slight move, but tangible. It served to remind me (as corny as this may sound) that I am an ambassador for my nation whenever I depart her shores. Part of my mission is was to remind everyone else around the world that we are great people from a great nation.

This week I have been struggling mightily to find things to be proud of.

First, we gaoled a man for six weeks for flinging a flan at a fabulously wealthy old man.

Then, we allowed a police sergeant found guilty of possessing 110 vile images of kiddie porn to walk away from court with a slap on the wrist. Story here.

Read, if you can stomach it, the story about this miserable example of those we set to watch out for our younglings. My guess is that he will also signal the judge that he is a member of some secret club and will also walk away Scot free.

Last years tales of MPs fiddling their expenses still rankles to this day. Only four went to gaol. I think all of them are out now. The other 288 thieves got away with it. We did nothing to ensure they all went to gaol.

Today I see that two of Cleveland's finest are up to their necks in corruption and abusing their positions and I really do wonder what cometh next?

Quite a lot, according to this MP. Now, you all know that I consider MPs to be the vilest of the vile, so it came as a surprise to find that I had a grudging admiration for this (Labour!) MP. Read the story and let me know if you concur. What he did took guts and determination.

We continue to bail out those gormless enough to have joined in the euro scam. Stunningly, one of the chief architects of this foolishness, Barroso, all but admits that the euros days are numbered.

Our older citizens are deciding whether to eat or heat, our younger citizens have to make a painful and expensive decision on whether or not to throw away £27K on a degree only to end up practising the line "Do you want fries with that?" when they receive their degree. My son has a degree. He worked quite hard for it. He works a till at the local Asda. Be still my beating heart.

At the end of Q2/2011 we see the corporates reporting their figures. Oil companies making billions, energy providers making hundreds of millions yet we all burst into tears paying for a tank of fuel or when the leccy/gas bill comes in. Food prices rise by 10-20% per season, but the millionaires who have Cabinet seats insist that "we are all in this together". I admit, Davey, that I did think that this week when I learnt that your holiday villa cost $10K a week. I feel your pain, mate, I really do.

Still, my little "Just Say No" campaign continues regardless. I will not give the wasteful bastards one penny more that I want to. It's time to circle the wagons, and bed in for a long struggle.

This particular round of shit-hitting-the-fan has only just begun.

We are in for a very bumpy ride, folks.

Get prepared.

CR.