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The Dully-GramscoGraph does not publish my comments any more


David Davis

But it does not matter, I guess, for they know what I am going to say.

(Correction later: I spoke too soon – it still does.)

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Thank Christ nobody’s in charge!


David Davis

Gordon Brown is somewhere in the Cumberland mud, Harriet Hardbint is (who cares where) and Lord Mandyperson is “in Cor-Eff-Yoo. That might, just might, give the British People a break, to get on with a little recession-busting, uninterrupted.

Don’t you just wish that the buggers (no pun intended) would be away 100% of the time? Laissez-nous-faire!

You’d not like to know what I left behind


David Davis

I’m not sure why it makes news that students leave stuff behind in their “halls” of residence. (We didn’t live in “halls”, but in “rooms” in college: it makes more sense surely…)

But as far as I know, my tea set of Woolworths cheapo-china  is at the bottom of a certain lake, in the grounds of a certain college: I sort of know what general part in which to look, in the event that anyone’s interested in a dredge. It probably could still be found 39 years later. Why it’s there and not in my possession is a long story: best not go there.

Oh and a plasticine model of Stonehenge, to about 1/76 scale***. And an Optikit light-box and power-supply to demonstrate the solar and lunar alignments.  I left it after my second-year in 16-2, it would have been squashed in my mum’s car on top of the rest of the stuff. Perhaps the cleaners threw it out, prhaps not.

***Whhich is to say, about 4mm to the foot…

Swine Flu : and good days to bury bad news underneath people from near Gordon Brown


David Davis

I’m sure that this unlucky couple did not set out with the particular intention of getting whatever ordinary kind of typically-rapidly-mutating-flu-virus “swine flu” is, but it’s quite convenient for the Sub-Prime-Minister that they come from somewhere a little bit near his constituency. A lot is designed to be made of this matter, you just watch.

This is going to be a good day for the guvmint to bury something less unexciting, which we ought to watch out for. More laws probably. Perhaps something to do with traffic lights?

Hat tip the lefty-torygraph. High time that the blogosphere started sending the Dead Tree Press some traffic.

And here we go! Here’s the Dead Treet Press, swinging in behind the best-placed-minister. The MailyDail is even better! Attaguys at the Express!  I can’t believe this is happening to me, i am being assailed by MSM and State-warnings about a moderately harmless virus…those who have something to hide, have something to fear. And Obama might die of it, so we’re all f****d then….

Oh well, this was the bad news obviously.

Samizdata, speed-cameras, surveillance, safety, security, and submission


David Davis

I am just as incensed about the notion that our travels should be as transparent to the State as our emails and blogs are and will soon be.

Obnoxio the Clown deftly deals with the entire matter in a few well-chosen words, as is his main skill. The dear fellow: how much poorer would the world be, without his frequent and carefully-phrased explanations of our rulers’ actions.

But something else has got into the woodwork of the corruption that is now the relational-space between The Individual and The State. I was surprised by this….something else has been advocated here. Samizdata is the last place I would have expected to see this, but one begins to share the sentiment that the time for the following types of protest is passed:-

“writing to your MP” (he’s not listening any more – he just want money, and to ride in an armoured Merc-4-a-Jerk)

“writing to the Times” (it’s owned by Rupert Murdoch who supports who’s in charge at the time: or perhaps the Editor won’t print you anyway)

“writing to the local paper” (it’s owned by the Daily Mirror now…’nuff-said)

“getting a petition up” (they’ll bin it, afetr taking your name and address, for…re-education, later)

It has been a source of wonderment to me at how very, very few speed cameras one sees having been serviced by the Common People. (I believe that “to service”, the infinitive of the transitive verb, was used in the Cold War to mean “kill the enemy on the battlefield”.)

I don’t think the Libertarian Alliance would want to be associated with advocating the vandalisation of speed cameras. Even though they are ever so intrusive and authoritarian as a notion. But there comes a point where 20,000 white vans, containing 60,000 chain-smoking brickies, who are equipped with 60,000 2-stroke Stihl-saws, all 60,000 of which start promptly on pulling the cord, could service most cameras in the UK between 02:00 am and 02:10 am on Thursday, and go home again.

Rather than that, I advocate the Poujadist solution, which is that ALL drivers ought to continuously and routinely fly past the new cameras, piling up “speeding” statistics, and refusing to co-operate with the Law here, which should be routinely and constantly broken. Bad, authoritarian laws are for breaking. The courts will be overwhelmed, and the confiscated-car-pounds will eventually overflow and have to be opened to the rightful owners.

Really, the abiding conundrum is why the English People – in all countries where they live – even such as Australia (which seems to be becoming a test-bed for all sorts of nasty stuff) – have been so very, very supine in the submissive acceptance of all this gear, even in the early stages> This was when a few old chaps who fought in the War could have growled menacingly, on television, thrown a few bricks and a bit of paraffin, and the BureauNazis would have backed away. Too late for that now, I fear: Samizdata may be right.

This is where the Udenopticon will be


(NB! The videos refer to the populated Berneray – not the uninhabited one which was originally intended!  – Blogmaster.)

David Davis

Do you remember when I suggested what would be done with captured socialists, other similar fascist-lefty right-wing scum, bureaucrats (same thing), stalinist Wireless Tele Vision “Tycoons” and the rest of the Enemy Class who would not beg to break stones and heft bricks in our nirvana? Well, here it is. Berneray…but I changed my mind later:-

Actually, now I think about it, Berneray is too flat, too benign now, too near other islands, and has people living on it, and actually looks quite civilised. There are even roads and live buildings and quite nice houses (all of which would have to be ruined first before turning it into a prison for lefties.) I will put the buggers on St Kilda instead:-

The irony of its status as a “United Nazis Nations World Heritage Site” will not be lost on the new, albeit slightly unwilling, inhabitants:-

It’s a pity really, that it’s not further away from us than it is. I suppse we could put them on South Georgia instead (see below) but there are two issues: (1) They are too far away to have a cheap eye kept on them and be serviced with daily rations, and (2) fascist idiots like the Soviets Russian Government might try to “rescue” them while our back is turned one night.

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