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" Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same. " Ronald Reagan 

It was Winston Churchill who made the tough decision to surrender the few to save the many back in World War II ......on many occasions.  

I had read a book - some years ago - The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society - and was amazed that I had not known about the occupation of the Channel islands until I read the book.  While the book is a very soft look at a harsh period of time, it did its job: it spurred me on to learn more. 

Winston Churchill had made the tough decision to sacrifice the Channel Islands at the outbreak of World War II. To save the many, he sacrificed the few. 

When you think of a cuckoo, do you think of a clock? You know,  the ones from Germany, where a cuckoo pops out and greets you with a cheerful welcome? Time is ticking and it is nearly midnight folks. 

Let me tell you a little about this strange little bird. It is rather sneaky. 

It lays its eggs in the nests of other birds leaving those unwitting innocents to rear the imposter as one of their own. The cuckoo thrives and eventually throws the other baby birds out to die.

Many of the older generation know the saying whereby someone is a cuckold, referring to a man who unwittingly rears a child, thinking that the little one is his own.

Well, I think we have been cuckolded and, if things don’t change, we will continue to be thrown out of our homes and left to perish.

If Monkeypox is the new COVID and the WHO release their lockdowns and compulsory vaccinations, where will we be as a society? All on board or, as Bush Barbie would say, Nah,Yeah, Nah.  It is just another round of sabotage from the left. 

About another round of isolation, lockdown and postal voting.  More blackmail and strong arm attempts to break us. From our governments across the world.

Last time many trusted them.

Today ? Not a show in hell. Hell, I no longer trust anyone apart from the few who no doubt feel the same way as I do. 

Unless you are a brain dead multi vaxxed  card carrying member of the " next vax I will get a free tofu burger" you are not likely to fall for the vax hoax a second time.  We are over it. As a clean skin,  I tend to venture into that land of reality. I treat many things with great circumspection. 

When I was young, one of my favourite books was " Wind in the Willows. " Even today, as I approach 70 years of age, I can still relate to this book and, if anything, it means more to me now than when I first read it about 60 years ago. Why do I feel that we are cruising down the river with a weasel at the helm and the " riverbank"  is no longer home? The Weasels have taken over and Toad Hall is conquered because we were all too busy being nice and playing on the river of life. 

Are we asleep at the wheel? 

Recently, I have found myself increasingly drawn back to the wonderful work of Kenneth Grahame. Written to enchant, excite and amuse, it makes me sad that children today no longer see such work in their school libraries, much less sit back in bed and snuggle down to share the joy of a tale woven out of love and the soothing pleasure of beautiful words. But, even in this lovely tale of friendship, home and the importance of family, there was a sinister threat that lurked.

The Weasels.