Where at all possible, the paedophilic propaganda machine that is the BBC have the Queen, known to one critic as the ‘hairy goat-legged f*****’ for reasons which will soon become apparent, in every shot.
Yes, the unbelievable suffering, death and mayhem that was WW2 was all worth it. British people did it for the Queen. But hold on a minute. Doesn't the Queen like death? She loves killing animals, profiting from industries which kill, sending ‘her’ troops to kill other troops, innocent civilians and to die themselves in ‘just causes’ around the world. A world one sixth of which she owns.
In April this year, a British Social Attitudes survey revealed that almost three quarters of people (74 per cent) saw Britain as being defined by the monarchy. **
Big Bet’s husband Philip, in a recent interview said he found Hitler's attempts to restore Germany's power and prestige 'attractive' and admitted his family had 'inhibitions about the Jews'. In 1937 he attended the funeral of his elder sister Cecile, flanked by relatives in SS and Brown shirt uniforms. His youngest sister, Sophia, has been photographed sitting opposite Hitler at the wedding of Hermann and Emmy Goering.
But of course, Philip has reformed. "It's a pleasure to be in a country that isn't ruled by its people." -- Said to Paraguayan dictator Alfredo Stroessner [in power from 1954-1989]. It has been alleged that in addition to the four children we know about, he has produced up to twenty-four ‘illegitimate’ ones. In 1988 he declared “In the event that I am reincarnated, I would like to return as a deadly virus, to contribute something to solving overpopulation.”
As the world’s richest woman, The HGLF is ‘above politics.’ She is certainly above any kind of shame. In 2004, the Queen asked ministers for a poverty hand-out to help heat her palaces but was rebuffed because they feared it would be a public relations disaster.
Elizabeth Saxe-Coburg Gotha is also above being criticised.
In May this year it came out that Vivian Cunningham, a serving soldier in the Irish Guards Regiment in Aldershot has been detained, institutionalized and drugged against his will for mentioning to a senior officer the Common Law arrest warrants against convicted felon Elizabeth Windsor (aka “Queen Elizabeth”).
How many paedophiles has the felon knighted? The ones we know about. Jimmy Savile, and Cyril Smith. One we suspect, Cliff Richard. And if you include other ‘honours’ for those ‘outed’ and those waiting anxiously in the truth pipeline we are talking perhaps hundreds.
Now if any of this interests you, far more rigorous and dedicated researchers than I have investigated the gruesome House of ‘Windsor.’ You will also find many of the myths that the mainstream have pumped out over the years about these reptiles will be destroyed.
At the D-day commemorations, you will find skip loads of those who represent the global elites, who funded both sides of WW2 gushing with insincere platitudes about those how ‘fell.’ In truth they couldn’t give a damn. And yes, WW2 did have two sides. Of course anyone raised in the UK is convinced it was about ‘fighting the Nazis.’ Churchill was our saviour. Killing 25,000 people in Dresden, and 120,000 in Hiroshima and Nagasaki was self-evidently justified.
Those who defer to the felon, and indeed are lower down the elite pyramid, Obomber, Cameron, Hammond, Hollande, Merkel et al love war and death themselves. Sacrificing innocent civilians and serving troops, as well as destroying the infrastructure of every country they invade pleases the House of Windsor greatly.
The House of Death adds millions to its assets every time a bomb is dropped, a population poisoned, a country ‘liberated.’
Think about this carefully. If you subscribe to the view that it is right and proper that we have a system of hereditary wealth, capped off by these unspeakable perverts, then humanity has no hope. Acceptance of the House of Death automatically pre-supposes that we are not equal in any way. In terms of the law, wealth, ‘deserving’ , merit, endeavour, health or any kind of decent life chances or influence.
You baby may be beautiful, talented, gorgeous and fabulous in every way. But s/he is no match for George. Sorry.
You may know people who have done very well for themselves. Indeed my step-bother is a multi-millionaire. And I admire him for it. However, the accepted wisdom is that he, and others, billionaires included, are inferior to the Windsors. Everyone on the planet is inferior to these parasites. KNEEL.
So, we live in a society, where anyone can become Prime Minster. We don’t. No matter how good you are, there is a shit ceiling above which Big Bet lauds it. But the media tells you it is made of pure gold.
For the plebs, if you are unfortunate to be in the same room as the HGLF, you will be instructed that you cannot look her in the eye. You cannot speak to her, and you cannot reply if she speaks to you. And God forbid you touch her or turn your back on her. KNOW YOUR PLACE.
Now I could go on about employing people to run her bath [fact], or the probability/possibility that she has someone to groom her stool, but I will resist.
My heart goes out to every single person in the UK, or in every country for that matter who has lost someone owing to the blood lust of the House of Windsor and her minions. Had I been around in the war years, I’m sure I would have signed up too. It is a step too far to condemn those who believed they were fighting pure evil. I don’t.
The problem remains however, that pure evil appears on our screens wearing ridiculous hats, and putting on a false smile every time she shakes, with a gloved hand, the hand of those who believe they fought the tyranny she commands.
Jack Stewart, June 2014.
* Despite the fact that I went to a monarch sucking, class-ridden Grammar School, one English teacher, Mrs Millard, introduced our class to the greatest [first, world] war time poet, Wilfred Owen. I remain grateful to this day.
** And if 3/4 of the population consider the UK to be 'defined' by the monarchy, then when this country tops international comparisons of unwanted statistics, and comes near the bottom where desirable criteria are concerned...you know who you are.