It is a long lamented loss here on Patriotrealm that we are now governed by people who care not for us, but for themselves. It does not matter what nation you call home, the problem is still the same: our so called leaders are merely opportunists who are more focused on opinion polls and less focused on doing what is right for their country.
Therein lies the entire problem. Focus groups, social media " persuaders " and self interested career politicians care more about their fat pay cheques than they do about building a Nation and building a future for which we can all be proud.
Read more: The days when our governments had Statesmen, not Politicians
I was 15 years old and I wanted to learn to drive. My brothers scarpered. My parents were extraordinarily busy and the queue of volunteers was surprisingly small; much like supporters at a Biden Rally, no one seemed that keen on the task. One of my brothers friends was conscripted He was the kind of lad ( 18 years old ) who would have been ordered to dance with the wall flowers at the school dance and would obligingly dance a waltz or foxtrot with the plain girl or the fat girl or the girl with crooked teeth.
I could never understand why no one wanted to teach me how to drive: I was pretty, blonde, slim, and had very nice teeth. I didn't smell awful and was, in all respects, fairly easy on the eye. But for some reason the prospect of sitting in the passenger seat while I navigated my way around a gearbox, a clutch and three little pedals didn't seem to be as popular as I had hoped.
I am an Australian Christian with numerous faults who has written a fictional, based upon fact, novel 'Tomlinson', which traces by reference to historical figures how the western civilisation in which we live has been corrupted to such a degree that Christianity is becoming a spent force, and human life valueless. The book was inspired by the poem 'Tomlinson' written in 1891 by Rudyard Kipling in which Tomlinson dies, is adjudged not good enough for heaven and not bad enough for hell.
Read more: The sin they do by two and two they must pay for one by one
Throughout history, assassins would use poison to try and rid themselves of their target. The person in power was vulnerable to attack and one of the easiest ways of ridding their adversary ( their political opponent ) was to poison them.
It was normally administered in their food or drink and, in a few short moments, the opposition was removed.
It became customary to employ an official food taster who had the dubious honour of eating a sample of the meal or sipping from the cup. If the taster failed to die, then the person in power deemed it safe to eat their meal and sup their wine.
It is extraordinary to me that people are queuing up to volunteer to become the official food tasters for these vaccines so that, We, The People, who ultimately hold the POWER , are safe to live and carry on our lives. To them, I say thank you. Your sacrifice is appreciated.
Around the world, rogue governments are now declaring their own citizens to be hostages under medical tyranny, promising that freedom will be restored if they meet vaccine quotas that require mass injections with experimental gene therapy drugs. (They’re not merely “vaccines.”)
In other words, you now have to “earn” your “freedom” from government tyranny, but the government sets the rules, and those rules are, of course, ever-changing.
Read more: Governments hold citizens HOSTAGE, demand vaccine QUOTAS before restoring “freedom”
During the second world war, the island of Guernsey in the English Channel, was taken over and occupied by the Nazis. I have been thinking about it a lot of late, particularly after having recently re watched and re read the book and film " The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society. "
When people are subjected to over reach by their " masters " , subjected to curfews and restrictions on who can gather and for what reason, there is a feeling of deja vu which, sadly, is growing rather than diminishing in my mind.
The Department of Health and Human Services (HHS) has awarded at least $2.7 million to a University of Pittsburgh program that sought to create a “tissue hub” sourced from aborted fetuses ranging from six to 42 weeks’ gestation. Forty-two weeks equates to more than 10 months of pregnancy.
I love all God's Creatures but I must admit to an affinity with some more than others. There is something about the cat that makes me suspect that it sashayed up the boarding ramp onto Noah's Ark before every other living thing because it just knew that it was the king of the beasts. Ignore for a moment that most domestic moggies are distant cousins 700 times removed from the lion; the cat instinctively knows that it is descended from the king of the jungle and that is all there is to say about that.
The 8th of August is International Cats Day so I feel it is worth celebrating our life with cats. And dogs.
The Olympic Games were held in Melbourne between 22nd November and 8th December, 1956. The first time they had ever been held in the Southern Hemisphere. Australia’s sporting prowess was well known world-wide through the triumphs of out tennis players and cricketers but when it came to Olympic sports we were virtually unknown despite our success in all Olympiads since the inception of the modern era. The simple fact was that generally speaking Olympic sports were not huge spectator sports in Australia so the world wondered what this little nation of 9 million people and 170 million sheep at the bottom of the world was thinking about when it had the audacity to apply to stage the Olympic Games.
Read more: I remember when.... Melbourne hosted the 1956 Olympics
When the Picasso exhibition was showing at the Art Gallery of NSW a number of years back, I accompanied Mrs Flysa despite my misgivings, which proved to be well-founded. The abstract paintings were stereotyped and uninspiring, and the relatively few attempts at portraiture appeared amateurish. The term sacred cow came to mind, It was a relief to escape and view the magnificent works of the masters in nearby rooms. By comparison, The Sons of Clovis by Evariste Vital Luminaisand The Defence of Rorke's Drift by Alphonse de Neuville, were as day is to night compared to Picasso.
Claiming to save the world from the global warming ghosts, climate alarmists are smashing our future with Green Wrecking Balls.
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