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The ‘Das Boot’ Reboot – End of Season Review


By Andy Duncan

Well, what to make of Das Boot, the TV series sequel to the original classic 1981 movie with the great Jürgen Prochnow? Well, it’s tricky, as it’s only just finished here in England, and many of you may have failed to see it yet, so I’ll try to avoid spoilers, though some may inadvertently slip through the wolfpack net.

At first, I had been afraid it would prove a complete shipwreck of a show, with cod German accents all spoken in English. Fortunately, however, the producers Bavaria Fiction superbly mixed together a triumvirate of German, English, and French, within a completely natural linguistic balancing act. Plus, it became a lot of fun trying to keep up with the rapid colloquial German of the unwashed greasy crew of U-612. The producers certainly did do a good job of portraying the grimy life of fifty men inside an iron coffin, ten weeks at sea, without a single shower curtain between them, doused in the filth of what this must have been like.

But if I must avoid the plot, let’s talk instead about the major characters. First of all, just as the movie got completely upstaged by the drunkenly deranged Kapitän-Leutnant Philipp Thomsen, this TV series got completely devoured by the early and then late lunatic appearance of the bloodthirsty Korvetten-Kapitän Ulrich Wrangel, who’s certain to become a cult classic character. If you’ve ever wanted to see your enemy’s shipping destroyed in suicidal gung ho fashion, then this would be your man of choice to lead the wolves out of their lair.

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RSPCA: a truly fake charity?


Michael Winning

A day or so ago we put up a rather frightening pic of some RSPCA “officers” Paramilitary People, which got some comments.

Now I find theres lots of people upset with and aghast at the RSPCA, some of them write over here. I didn’t know that, I thought I was the only one, and a pariah.

The comments say about some other places containing browned-off folks who lament the turnning of this once-useful org into what its become. It does not seem a very libertitarian organisatin.

You can’t buy wine if you’re with a “minor” – Supermarkets toe terror-Police-line


How surprising.

David Davis

Today’s doses of directed GramscoFabiaNazi wickedness towards sovereign individuals and their private lives, here and here.

Next, it will be “unhealthy foods”. Just watch. These bastard Enemy-Class control-droids will have to be killed, deep-fried and eaten before they get to where food is rationed by “choice-editing”. See Madeleine Bunting for what “choice-editing” means in reality, on Mr Eugenides.

The only conclusion I can continue rationally to draw, from their activities, is that these are deliberate, methodical and very Fabianly time-focussed, and that they are therefore wicked individuals.

One of my next posts, in the near future, may give technical details of how to produce family-sized quantities of beers, wines and more exciting drinks, at home on a regular basis, as well as growing tips for varieties of Nicotiana. I cannot say when this will be, but it may be soon, as we have to overcome the depredations of the StateNazis fom now on my our own efforts.

Meat is murder is green power: another blogger speaks out


David Davis

We had a go at the objectively-wicked GreeNazi-VeggiStapo, the anti-supermarket and anti-electricity-for-all outfit, a while ago, here. We opined that since they contemplate electoral defeat in a few months’ time, they are trying to accelerate their program of universal death for all plebs except themselves. They can try to hit  _four_ targets at once: Tesco – other supermarkets – the very idea that you can just buy all the food you like and can afford – and electricity generation whether green or otherwise.

But the massed divisions of the Trotsko-Gorgotroid  _will_  fight back! The election _will_ be rigged  insofar as they can do so having failed to prevent it ocurring at all, for whatever “emergency reasons” they can contrive. So do _not_ be under any illusions as to who will win (it does not make a lot of difference in any case.)

Look, I know it’s not really “polite” to lift and quote wholesale from other blogs, especially friendly ones, but the quality of the drops of boiling Sulphuric Acid, aimed at our mortal enemies the veggies, the vegans, the meatless-world-pan-hominid-starvationists,  the awful and wicked writers of British State GCSE “science” “exam papers”, the sandal-wearers and the chickenshit-fermenters, that you can almost _taste_ in this, deserve wider circulation.

Here’s the great man:-

A bright and hot day today, too hot to be in the house so I’ve been playing ‘Herbicidal Maniac’ in the garden. It’s the only place you can wield sharp things without being arrested (so far). I haven’t been out there much for the last two years because the weather’s been lousy, and it shows. My patio is now a foot wider and I’ve only hacked away at one side of it. An excellent crop of grass this time though, and the slug population is thriving. It’s become quite the little nature reserve, but it’s in danger of turning into a miniature safari park if the rain continues. The pond plants need severe trimming because the fish have to swim on end at the moment but that has to wait.

Now it’s cooled down enough to sit near the computer, I find LiveJournal is working properly again. I wonder what they were meddling with last night? Anyway, time to browse the news.

I see JuliaM beat me to this one, but I laughed so much I had to comment on it anyway. It’s in the Daily Mail so have a large pinch of salt handy.

I had no idea that waste meat could be turned into electricity. I wonder how it’s done? Some years ago, I was involved with a project to ferment waste meat products to dispose of them. It came to nothing because the stench it would produce meant that nobody, anywhere, would stand for it. You think having a power station in your backyard is bad? Imagine having a meat-rotting plant installed there. So I wonder if they incinerate it, in which case it would take quite an energy input to burn such a wet product, or what else they might do. Or is it all an invention of a bored reporter? I’ve no idea.

The militant veggies are up in arms, naturally, at the idea they might be boiling their lentils using dead cow power. I don’t think it breaks any vegetarian ethics myself – the cows aren’t dying specifically to power the grid, the meat that’s being used would otherwise have ended up in landfill and nobody would have said the last rites over it. It’s past-sell-by-date meat which supermarkets would be prosecuted for selling. Unmarked mass grave or power station are the only options left to it.

See, this sort of thing is bound to happen if you a) tell people that eating meat is evil and b) insist on putting prices up to deter us slavering carnivores. The meat goes in the bin. It doesn’t get pieced back together and reanimated.

There’s something I delight in explaining to vegetarians when they tell me my bacon roll is tantamount to supporting the Highland Clearances or Auschwitz. If I didn’t eat it, how many pigs would be alive today?

Their answer: all of them.

My answer: none.

Farmers keep pigs, cows and sheep to sell as meat. That’s what they’re for. It’s a business, not a rescue centre. If everyone in the UK stopped eating meat tomorrow, every one of those animals would be dead by the day after. They can’t be shipped abroad alive so they’d be on long trains of death on their way to the Spanish, French, and anyone else who’ll have them at rock-bottom prices. The only ones alive would be prime breeding stock, and they’d be out of the country faster than the human stock is coming in.

The veggie argument usually goes that once all the animals are off the land, we can grow loads more cereal crops. The thing is, large swathes of land in this country grow nothing but grass. Cereal crops are easier than animals to grow. They don’t tend to escape, and they don’t line the pockets of vets. You don’t need to pay a slaughterhouse to kill them, you just drive around in a combine and pick them up. Easy. Storage is much easier for cereal products, shelf life is much longer, and unless you’re susceptible to potato blight or mould, you’re far less likely to have to worry about disease transmission. So why do we have huge areas of grassland covered with cattle and sheep? Because nothing else grows there.

We can’t eat grass. Sheep can. We can eat sheep. It’s not a complex equation.

With no animals, we’d have mountains covered in grass and nothing else. You can’t even build on them because they’re not in pleasant or accessible places. Without energy-rich meat products, we’d need to convert every scrap of arable land to ceral production. So it’s bye-bye badgers, foxes and rabbits, bye-bye to birds, bye-bye to all wildlife because their habitat will be a wheat field now. You have an animal sanctuary? Clear it, plough it, we need the crops. Even then, the low energy yield of these products means we can’t possibly grow enough.

I suppose we could put wind farms on the unused land, with a hundred tons of concrete under each steel post, topped with a mechanism composed of toxic metals that has to be maintained and repaired and will eventually break and need replacement, using big trucks that do about five miles to the gallon and pump out pollutants into every cereal field they pass… sounds great, eh?

If the whole country decided never to eat animals again, the environment is screwed. No wildlife. No parks. No scenery. It’s not possible to feed the current population with the amount of arable land we have here. Give it a year and we’ll be eating each other. Immigrants will come here for a ‘job in a restaurant’ and never be heard from again.

So worrying about where out-of-date meat goes is nothing short of hysteria. There’s a lot of it about these days. If it really is being used to generate electricity, good. At least it’s not being wasted. At least the animal it came from didn’t die in vain. There’s no sense in blaming the supermarkets. They don’t buy stuff to throw away, they buy it to sell. If they have to throw it away, that’s a loss and they don’t like that. They aren’t doing it on purpose.

Animals die to feed me. I know it, I’ve worked with animals and watched them die. No, it’s not pleasant but I am an omnivore and that’s the way it is – if I’m going to live, once in a while, something else is going to die. Do I feel a twinge of guilt about a bacon sandwich? Nope. Pigs are omnivores too and they wouldn’t bat an eyelid if my corpse was dumped in front of them. They’d just tuck in. If I wasn’t quite dead, they wouldn’t concern themselves with EU regulations or humane killing or whether I was kosher or not. Pigs are not cuddly things, they are big and powerful and capable of being very nasty indeed. Don’t annoy them. Cows, likewise, are not friendly pets. If they don’t like you, they’ll kill you and they won’t even eat you. Just stomp you flat.

Perversely, the fact that I eat meat is what keeps those animals alive. With no meat eaters there’d be no market and hence no animals. They wouldn’t be set free to roam the land because then they’d eat crops. They’d all die.

Vegetarians be warned – if you ever succeed in eradicating meat from the menu, I’ll eat you.

I have a few bottles of Chianti and a bag of fava beans here, just in case.

ANPR, scumbags, duck islands, liberty and tourism


David Davis

Well, my last posting went down like a lead balloon, or should I say, in these hyper-flagged-parliamentary-expense-claim times, a concrete duck  island. But it says at The Landed Underclass that ANPR camera systems are all the rage among our Enemy Class, and can be used for all sorts of fun activities suitable for all the family. For once, I’m on the side of the Evil BBC, which has flagged this up.

True, the BBC stringers may all be irremediably-incorrigible lefties right now, complaining that one of their number, a professional member of Rentacrowd, has been victimised by these devices. But as Churchill said in 1941, about Hitler’s assault on the USSR, he might be persuaded to include a favourable reference to the Devil. (None of what I have advocated will pay in the end of course, but in these times, our enemy’s enemy is our friend.)

 

“If Hitler invaded Hell I would at least make a favourable reference to the Devil in the House of Commons.”

 

I hasten to hope that the Cameroid, if and when he gets elected as he possibly will, inside the next year or so, will demolish all this stuff, but I doubt it somehow.

ITEM:- You can make a duck island now, for less than £20 !!!    Here!

Libertarian Alliance Blast-from-the-Past, No:1 … More on metrication, the EU, and British home-grown fascists


David Davis

(I originally wrote this on 18th October 2008. But some of the points raised deserve a new airing in the light of recent events in Parliament and how these relate to fascism and the Enemy-Class-Hatred of all things moral and English.)

Earlier today I just flagged this up. I now have time to say something. (The original post is not only lower down your page but also here.)

The EU, with its usual disarming frankness about objectives, has gone on record as saying that it’s not really important if people here (or by inference elsewhere) go on using pre-metric, which is to say “Imperial” measurements. For one thing of course, these are still commonly encountered in all sorts of places on the continent of Europe.

The real subtext of the assault on “Imperial” measurement use in the UK is of course, and always has been, ideological and manichean. It is obvious, now that we know the facts. Those kinds of people who so publicly have championed “metrication” (and that also included the quite un-necessary and politically-motivated “decimalisation” of our currency) share a fully philosophical objective: what is this objective, then?

It is the exemplary punishment of Britain: especially, it encompasses an objective of the destruction of a place which they view as “England” – together with all its customs and traditions which act as a sort of conservative glue. The whole idea of “England”, historically, is essentially conservative. England’s history returns almost like clockwork, to a theme of looking to tradition and custom (as understood at the time of decision about the future) to decide what to do. This is mortally dangerous to gangsters like Lenin, Marx, Stalin, Hitler, Gordon Brown, Pol Pot, Kim Jong Il (who will continue to remain dead), Huggy the Chav, Ken Livingstone, Castro (who has been dead for some time) and whoever that bugger was who ran the Sendero Luminoso (I hope there won’t be a pop group called that any time soon.)

This stuff, this conservative glue, hard to create over the centuries, but easy to abolish with a Gestapo-sweep of A4 paper containing “enhanced statutory requirements”, holds a free people in friendships and relationships in a comfortable place, and confers order on civilisation. This of course is quite inimical to the fascist/stalinist concept of “more and faster change”, beloved of “management” “consultants”, or one of the other ones, which is “best practice in health and safety”.

Most importantly, it is because an essentially conservative civilisation is all that stands in the way of the intended destruction of what helps ordinary people to live and get better and better as time advances – that destruction which is crucial for the survival of wreckers, murderers, fascists, socialists and other theoretical idealists who have never inhabited anything more important (such as a factory or a mine or a ploughed field) than a room at a university. These latter groups know, with every fibre of their being, that their usefulness and significance diminishes visibly and fast, with the arrival of every person who can make his own way and decisions in his life.

You can’t, if you are a statist, allow people essentially to better themselves and their lives…and then you just go home and grow stuff or watch TV. The hog won’t slaughter itself.

There will come a time when they won’t need you or your “help”, and they will be able to know it. If they are armed, then you are toast already (so you’d better have got their guns off them quite early on.) If they are unarmed, then you will still have a difficult time, and you may have to shoot the right people (they didn’t in this case), but you may get through if you can manufacture a scare or two, preferably together, and hobble them further.

I think that British statists, being cleverer and more (what Stalin called) “serious” than continental ones (their weather is better and the food and girls are nicer, so they don’t really have to concentrate so hard) are far, far more finely-tuned to the threat of incipient liberty arising in a population, than their European conterparts.

I shudder to think with what ruthless efficiency the Police authorities in the UK would have complied with Nazi orders to round up people and have them “resettled”. Anti-Imperial-measure-police-and-Soviet-staff are merely taking a “directive” at its face value, and applying it to the letter, together with their own ingrained (ought I to say “institutionalised”?) racism against a civilisation which they (rightly) see as the one which has done most to try to make them as redundant as possible.

Easter Sunday pretty funny


David Davis

I ought to read Iowahawk more often, me.

It’s a nice fine English spring afternoon here in the Frozen North, like not enough of these come due to golbal cooing now, and I have ritually drunk wine with my wife and children in the garden, so now I can say something here.

PS: To the social service Nazis whose gamma-minus semi-automata are set to read the “extyremist blogs”: my wife and children do  __NOT__  live in the garden all the time, OK? So don’t come for them. Just stay going shopping for Burberry stuff at TKMaxx, and having meetings sometime.

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