not much was happening, what was next planned?
The stockings were placed haphazardly, despair
Hoping St Nicholas would PLEASE bring us cheer
I have just finished watching a very old video clip from the 1980's from a man named Yuri Bezemenov. I had never heard of him until one of my posters, Cinerama, put up a link to his incredible lecture from some time in the 1980's.
After being assigned to a station in India, Bezmenov eventually grew to love the people and the culture of India. At the same time, he began to resent the KGB-sanctioned repression of intellectuals who dissented from Moscow's policies and he decided to defect to the West. He died in 1993 aged just 54.
So what was it that struck me with such power when I watched the lecture? How frighteningly familiar it was to that which is going on right now.
2020 has been a year of traitors and betrayal. Never in all my years on Earth have I known a year where so much deceit and self-serving treachery has taken place. All across the world, Politicians and the Media have hoodwinked the people and bared faced lied for their own betterment.
We have been betrayed by Big Pharma; we have been betrayed by our own friends and neighbours. In short, we have become a world full of Benedict Arnolds.
This article was posted before Raymond F Peters passed from this life to the next. I read it again and could not help but think that it was worth a highlight.This gentleman wrote this some time ago. A timely reminder.
I have felt a surge of nostalgia of late. It could be my 93 years playing on my mind. I have to get help to type my words and I have to use a mobility scooter to get around these days.
I see myself in the mirror, after a welcome glaucoma removal, and I see an old man. But I am not an old man. Not inside. I am young, fit and healthy. I am still the young Naval man who wooed my wife and laid down my life for everything I still hold dear. Fortunately, I was not asked by He who knows All to give that sacrifice. I went on to enjoy life for decades when many others did not.
I served with the British Forces during the Second World War and, because of a War that no one wanted, I found a new life downunder. How extraordinary is that? Without the War, I would not have met my wife or had the life that I have enjoyed and cherished all these years.
People talk about War as an Evil thing. And it is. But out of Evil, there often comes some good.
How many couples met and married, made families and created memories because of this terrible and stupid event?
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I had someone contact me by email about a comment on my latest article saying that the video link on the article was offensive. I asked if the person had watched the video. " No! " was the answer.
I suggested that perhaps it would be appropriate to actually watch the clip before deeming it offensive. Apparently, that was not open to negotiation.
With all the hoo hah and bullshit these days about offensive material, I, like a coward, deleted the " offending material. "
All it takes is one offended person to cause a stink and it becomes easier to just kow tow, get on my knees and say " you won. "
At a time of year celebrated for the spirit of birth, gift giving and the wonder of the Family, it is hardly surprising that we are spending this Christmas surrounded by self obsessed Globalists who are supporters of abortion, who hate the concept of Family and only like taking what belongs to others.
God was wise to send Jesus to Bethlehem before the advent of " Planned Parenthood " - otherwise who knows what would have happened to the world. In some respects, when Herrod ordered the slaughter of every male child so that he could avoid the prophesy of the child who would grow up to become King .... he was an early advocate for late term abortion. No matter that the little boys were already born ... kill them anyway.
I have always believed that Christmas is a celebration of Life, birth and the miracle of Motherhood. In a modern context, the birth of one of the most famous figures in history - Jesus Christ - is made all the more remarkable in that it happened in a stable, in poverty and against all odds. When compared with the pomp and ceremony today when a mother is carefully tended in sterile conditions in a hospital bed surrounded by attendant well trained staff, the miracle of the birth of this little lad is quite a staggering achievement.
not much was happening, what was next planned?
The stockings were placed haphazardly, despair
Hoping St Nicholas would PLEASE bring us cheer
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As we count down to Christmas, spare a thought for those who are separated from their loved ones through marriage breakdown, military service, death or lockdowns.
How many men have been deprived of the joy of their children's company because of a court order restricting access? Oh I know that I am a female and should be joining the chorus of women who hate men and that all men are bastards, but I don't believe that. Some men are bastards and some women are bitches and some people are just plain vindictive.
Read more: Christmas - don't forget that lonely is different to being alone
What have we done? More importantly, what have we ALLOWED to be done? To our Nations, our ways of life, our families and our individuality?
One day, we will look back on this year and sigh. We will regret what we had and why we did not fight harder for what is right.
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Last night I watched a documentary that I have had since 2016. It was about the Toowoomba Grantham flood disaster of January 2011 when communities in Queensland were devastated by a deluge of enormous proportions. It struck me, as I watched, how different people are from what they were 9 years ( or even 4 years ) ago.
As I watched, I had one word come in to my mind. HUMANITY. What is lacking today is our sense of humanity. Our sense of caring and compassion and regard for others.
Have we changed so much? Or is it that our Governments and media have changed and are expecting us to follow suit?
I just re read all the articles I have written for Patriotrealm.com and it is quite a strange journey to read my words so long after I originally wrote them. Sometimes I got it right and sometimes I got it wrong. My wife used to shake her head and head off to the fridge to open a bottle of wine and say to me " Jake, Monty is never going to print that. " I would then sit at the computer and type away and listen to the glug from the kitchen and I would yell out the odd " Oiy! Where's my beer? " just in case I could get away with it.
Sometimes, she would come in, slam a stubbie down on the table and saunter off. Other times she would come in and give me a wake up call and say " get it yourself you lazy bastard. " Still it was worth a try.
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