So, what did I do in my six weeks of off? Well, I read the
entire Harry Potter series, and very enjoyable they were too. I didn’t want to
read anything political or anything ‘real’ and I’ve carried on reading more
fiction since. I’ve just finished the excellent Child 44 by Tom Rob Smith. It
is about a serial killer and is set at the end of the Stalin era in Russia. It
is based on the story of the real-life serial killer, Andrei Chikatilo who
murdered 56 people in Russia in the 1980’s and 90’s. I’ve also ordered the two
sequels, The Secret Speech and Agent 6.
There are some statistics at the back of the book relating
to Russia under Stalin that are chilling. The two that stood out for me are; it
is estimated that 14.5 million people died during this time (the proletariat
whom communism was supposed to free) and they would even execute children as
young as 12. Absolutely brutal!
If the detail in the book is anything like it really was, the
levels of paranoia and fear, it must have been hell for the citizenry. I
remember in Wild Swans how people were the same under Mao, paranoid and ready
to sell out their family, friends and neighbours, and how in the blink of an
eye you could fall out of favour with the authorities and the dangers that
brought. The frightening thing about
this is when I look around me today, I see we have learned nothing. It would
take very little to turn society into that again, we are halfway there already.
I’ve seen and experienced first-hand in the last year, how people who I thought
had a modicum of sense and intelligence, completely caved into the fear and
propaganda. I have been ostracised by family members for not taking the virus
‘seriously’. (What was I supposed to do, invite it around for dinner and talk
to it?!) And the ‘covid cult’ has caused divisions that debates about Trump,
global-warming and Brexit never even came close to.
I have also refused to wear a mask, (I will not be complicit
in my own enslavement) something which pisses some people off. I think part of
it is because it highlights their own cowardice - they don’t want to wear it
but haven’t the nerve to go out without it. I tell people now I have a rare
condition, it’s called CSIT, it stands for common sense and independent
thinking, and believe me it’s a rare commodity around here, I just didn’t
realise how rare!
The ‘covid cult’ also reminded me of the early days of the
Troubles, especially Bloody Sunday, when a wave of collective insanity seemed
to grip the population and which I’ve seen again this year. The change in
society was palpable after Bloody Sunday, you could almost taste the anger and
hate. Northern Ireland descended into darkness and fear, paranoia and brutality
reigned, and every nut job with a grudge had an outlet in which to exercise it.
There were also those who took advantage of the anger and the nut jobs, and
used them for their own ends, financially and politically. The fear generated
then still haunts NI, (they haven’t gone away you know) I see it when I post
anything critical about Sinn Fein on Facebook, and it is collectively ignored.
People have remarked privately, that they thought I would be
burned out or shot after my letters to the paper. I really didn’t care and knew
they wouldn’t because what I have realised is that, underneath it all, Sinn
Fein and the rest of them are just another bunch of cowards, who are just as
corrupt as the rest and always were. If the last year has shown me anything, it
is that all the ‘hard’ men around here are nothing more than a shower of
gutless wonders. Pathetic!
Anyway, getting back to the books, I’m reading Carl Sagan’s
Contact at the moment, (and hoping for a worm hole to open up to another
galaxy!). I had started it before Lent but set it aside to read the Harry
Potter’s. I will then get back to some of the heavier stuff which is starting
to pile up. Next up is Solzhenitsyn’s, The Gulag
Archipelago, for some real insights into life under Stalin and Nietzsche’s,
Beyond Good and Evil.
It was good to take that time away from the world and switch
off from all the hysteria and misery, especially when the government denies you
the right to live your life. There’s another year gone which I’ll never get
back. Man cannot live for work alone and neither can I.
The fear is also starting to recede and I can see people beginning
to question themselves and their actions. The media are still doing their best
to ramp it up, with all eyes on India, but with a bit of sunshine and people
getting out and about again, the tensions are definitely easing. Well done too, to all who turned out to march
last week in London, it was great to see, especially for those of us living in
the outer reaches with little or no support.
When you look back at history and read the literature,
whether fictional or not, from the Roman Empire to the present day, you wonder
why tyrants never learn and continue with their insane plans for world
domination and human enslavement. Because, it doesn’t matter how successful
they are initially, in the end, empires always fall and their leaders die,
whether it’s Josef Stalin, Mao or Lord Voldemort. Could someone please tell the
Rothschilds/ Rockefellers, George Soros , Henry Kissinger, Klaus Schwab, Bill
Gates, the Democrats, the Zionists and Xi Jinping? It could save us all a
lot of time and trouble, and spare us a lot of pain and misery.
Enslavement is not sustainable in the long term, not matter
how brutal they make it. Eventually, some people tire of it and decide to fight
back for freedom, to die on their feet rather than live on their knees. What is
the point of a life, if you cannot live it as a free human being, especially
when none of us are going to be here very long anyway!
The one factor that could have stopped Mao and Stalin was
the people, if people had not complied with the orders and stood together, they
could have done nothing. Because there are always more of us, than there are of
I watched a lecture of Dr Jordan Peterson’s recently where
he talked about what a miracle it was that we existed, and how many pairs of
males and females it took to successfully mate and produce a healthy child over
thousands of millennium for us to be here now. Our ancestors in Europe have
lived through the rise and fall of many empires, the Black Death, the Inquisition, famine, starvation,
invasions and wars, and here we are cringing in fear with our face nappies,
over a flu that has a 99.97% recovery rate. Just think about that for a moment
then, grow a pair, take that rag off your face and man up, ffs!
Vivir con miedo es como vivir a medias!