It’s A Death Cult, Mate

What news will we wake up to in the morning? Who broke the ceasefire? Who’s about to throw a nuke?

How many starving Gazans have been gunned down as they queue up for scraps?

How many Gazans are left more to the point?

400 thousand have been simply erased under the rubble according to Israeli professor Yaakov Garb.

Half of those children. And that’s on top of the tens of thousands officially killed by our ‘friend and ally’, the only democracy in the Middle East.

Will I wake up to the news of another Government bill being passed through Parliament?

Another bill along the lines of legalising killing babies up until birth, or state administered euthanasia?

It’s almost like we’re living in lands under the control of a death cult.

And I haven’t even begun to worry about the weather yet.

Another heat wave is set to hit Europe, in the summer, and goodness knows what that could mean.

Sure, it used to mean heading to the beach, or topping up your suntan in the local beer garden, but not any more.

There is fear to be sewn, taxes to be raised, and freedoms to be erased.

The sun, that sustains life, and more significantly CO2, the gas of life, are now our enemies, waiting to pounce at a moments notice to render you and your loves ones… a bit clammy.

Oh, and I hear bats in China have been up to their old tricks again.

I don’t know exactly what they’ve been up to, but according to the media, it might kill me in the next few months.

That’s if an Iranian nuke, or the English drizzle doesn’t get me first.

So as you can imagine, with all of the above, I am terrified to leave my house. And I am terrified to think. Because how do I even know those thoughts are my own? What if Vladimir Putin put them there without me knowing?

And it’s not just the Russians, anymore.

Sir Kier Starmer told me, and he never lies, that we must prepare for war on home soil, as an attack from Russia, Iran or North Korea could be imminent.

I’ll be honest, I thought we the people were already at war in the United Kingdom.

As far as I can see, the Government declared war on the people of this nation a very long time ago.

I thought killing full term babies and euthanising folk was just another battlefield technique to add to energy destruction, food insecurity, impoverishment, destitution and demoralisation.

Time for a word from our sponsors.

“The battlefield technique of killing full term babies and euthanising folk is brought to you in association with the organ harvesting industry.”

Death cult, mate.

And how are we meant to prepare for war on home soil? There is no point manning the borders anymore, because they’ve been open for decades and if Russia, Iran and North Korea had wanted to invade, they would have already done it.

High ranking generals, military snipers and nuclear scientists would have been in the Holiday Inn swimming pool, or delivering your Uber Eats orders for months.

And we don’t have any money to try and defend ourselves, because the very government warning us to prepare, is handing it all away. What’s left of it anyway.

The little Ukrainian action man figurine was back in London again this week on another of his fill up my tracksuit pockets tour.

This time his little primark joggers wandered off with another 280 million pounds of skint British tax payers money.

But on the upside, at least Starners keeping one cross dressing Ukrainian lad happy.

Doesn’t want another house torched does he?

Oh, hang on. Maybe if we all had digital ID, the Government could know what everyone is up to, and therefore keep us all safe?

Wonder why no one has suggested that, yet.

Is there anything I’ve missed? Anything else I am meant to be suitably terrified of?

Anything else I’m meant to be discussing with my wife in the kitchen, in hushed tones, so as not to give the kids nightmares?

Ah, I’m sure there will be something else along in a minute.

But what if, and hear me out, what if for once we don’t fear what we are told to fear?

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