FRAMED AND SHAMED BY BORIS AND REMAIN

Destroyed the Police Force, opened the          Faked a receipt
Borders, betrayed the democratic will. 

Nothing in politics happens by accident. Nothing. In the leafy, sheepy vales of mid-Wales, a by-election has successfully removed Chris Davies - a stalwart Conservative Brexiteer, and replaced him with
a Liberal Remainer. 

    "Davies  had to go, expenses cheat, bad apple..." is the official story. 

But like all official stories, this tale is an orchard of lies with a tiny worm of corruption creeping from a barely-visible core.

So Brecon & Radnor falls to the Lib-Dems. Meanwhile, in the subsidised bars of  Westminster, where strong drink costs a lot less than in your local pub, deep-state Remainers are ordering doubles, high-fiving and back-slapping: "job done." With the full, quiet approval of snake-in-chief Boris Johnson. 

Because now that Davies the Dupe has been erased from the landscape, the Tory majority in Parliament is reduced to a handy one. Yes, just one – and that is quite narrow enough to ensure that Brexit can-yet again- be prevented. Mark my words, it will be a mere few weeks before we hear the next 'oops we didn't quite get enough votes in the House ' excuse for postponing Brexit.  

For that is how a fake democracy works, dear readers, and you really need to wake up to the bag of Parliamentary con-tricks being used to defy the public will. Lest we forget, Brexit was demanded by popular vote over three years ago : nothing has happened. A hundred excuses have been given for this disgraceful mockery of the British people; a hundred dirty tricks, of which the expulsion and humiliation of an unknown Welsh MP is just the latest. 

Before going any further, let me confess to having a small dog in this fight. I have known Chris Davies for many years, and count him as a friend. Together we have ridden horses on the hills and drunk a lot of beer. We last met -by chance- in a tiny Welsh pub, not long after his election to Parliament. He kindly invited me to visit him at Westminster if I was ever in London. I assured him that wouldn't happen, as I detest London. I inquired -not entirely jesting- if the Tory Whips had got any dirt on him yet, and warned that they would surely 'fit him up' at the first opportunity. He laughed this off. I doubt he's laughing now. 

Anyway, to put this in perspective, we haven't spoken or corresponded since, so what follows is merely my own, personal interpretation of events, informed by diligent research and a smidgen of inside information gleaned from other sources. Nuff said.  

For the record, I have never voted for Chris Davies or indeed any politician in any election, anywhere. I don't believe in that stuff.    

 

So. Wheels turn within wheels, dear readers, and the hapless Davies turned out to be the smallest wheel in the Westminster machine: naive, foolishly loyal, and utterly expendable.

To appreciate the elegance of a party political hit-job, you must understand the purpose for which the main parties are constructed. Please, for a minute or two, put aside your emotional attachment to the so-called 'ideologies' that both Labour and Conservative pretend to pursue. 

For the real power-brokers, political principles are completely synthetic, as thin and disposable as the coloured rosettes worn for electioneering ('sheep-shearing' in Westminster slang). The Tale of Davies the Dupe is a textbook example of how the system works to protect itself, and deserves our closest attention.

Bear in mind that the parties were created for one purpose only: to protect the elite from you. Labour and Conservative are just two muscular arms on the armour-plated body of the ruling class. Do you really think you can evade one fist by electing the other? The apparent 'choice' is no choice at all. When you tire of taking right hooks on the jaw, you can opt to take a left hook on the nose instead. That's your lot.

Let me explain how it worked in Brecon.

Since the second World War, the ruling class has permitted numerous varieties of 'right-wing' and 'left wing' governments, but only three kinds of MP:

Premium [ Purpose-built establishment agents : essential ]

Standard [ Selected by testing and invitation : desirable ]

Freelance [ Useful, unskilled enthusiasts : disposable ]

Premium types are conspicuous by their meteoric careers and blatant loyalty to established power. Recent examples being Theresa May (Bank of England stooge); Boris Johnson (Eton, Oxford homeboy); Sajid Javid (Chase Manhattan, Deutschebank stooge). CLICK HERE for more details.

Standard MPs, being reasonably smart and upwardly-mobile, can usually elbow their way onto a few committees and frequently enjoy spells in the cabinet; think Amber Rudd; Liam Fox; Damian Green.  

Freelancers, however, are humble beasts; the political equivalent of the 'suicide bombers' who don't actually know there are explosives in the boot of the car. Devoid of elite connections and blinded by the miracle of their election, these gullible fanatics are swiftly compromised and/or blackmailed into total obedience. Their lacklustre careers in Parliament are spent reeling between painful exposure of their ignorance and gnawing fear of rejection. Easily manipulated, they are shamelessly exploited by both Premium and Standard Members, and disposed of at convenient moments. Say hello -and goodbye- to Chris Davies.

The range of tricks used to prevent Brexit will fill several history books, and the corpses of DFMs (Disposable Freelance MPs) will be strewn on their pages. Recall how, with fangs bared, snarling like Dracula facing the stake, Theresa May held off the forces of 'No Deal Brexit' when Parliament seemed poised to finally destroy the EU coven to which she belongs.

A 'No Deal' resolution was on the House table and knees were knocking in Brussels. The end was nigh, May's tattered form would melt in the Brexit Dawn, evil would be cast out from the crypt beneath number 10, etcetera.

However, following a tranch of Satanic manoeuvres, the fateful vote was held and the hated 'No Deal' resolution failed by one single, solitary vote. But who cast that vote? Why, it was disgraced MP Fiona Onasanya, a convicted perjurer who lied repeatedly in court to evade a speeding fine, voting in the Mother of Parliaments with a police tag on her ankle. By some procedural chicanery, she was still a sitting MP after completing a three-month jail sentence. She was, of course, the Labour Party's DFM du jour.

Here was an empire of ironies, with a fake Tory PM defying the majority will of the British public, courtesy of a convicted criminal Labour MP.

(Left-wing newspapers fell over each other to insist that her highly controversial vote was in any case 'cancelled out' by the 'equally outrageous' vote of -you guessed it- Chris Davies). 

That was a numbers game, of course. It always is. The sums had been done in advance. The No Deal Resolution was -by design- tabled before the voters had a chance to dispose of Fiona Onasanya, who was, of course, as fanatic a Remainer as you could wish to find.

And while this piece of theatre held the front pages, quietly in the background, the MP for Brecon and Radnor was being measured for his own suicide vest. You see, nothing works better for the power-brokers than a Government with no majority. With no guaranteed majority, any piece of unwanted legislation can be stalled or defeated with a minimum of fuss.

For precisely the same reason, the most corrupt governments in the Western World are forever -by design- kept short of a working majority: think Greece, Italy, Germany.

By the time of the No Deal Resolution, Theresa May's Honestly It Really Is A  Brexit had passed its sell-by date and duly hit the trashcan. The public were not fooled. Nevertheless, three years of Brexit delay was a remarkable achievement, and on orders from above, she passed the crown to Boris, anticipating the fat globalist salary that waits to compensate all loyal traitors. 

Cue King Johnson, entering on a wobbly bike from stage left, the latest Bullingdon Bunter to decorate Downing Street with his presence. In the fantasy world of internal democracy, Johnson 'won' the party leadership election and ascended to the throne, with a mere100 days to make Brexit happen, declaring  I WILL deliver Brexit, cross my heart and hope to die...

Where, then, does the untimely demise of a lowly ex-MP for Brecon & Radnor fit in this torpid Westminster narrative?

Consider the following three improbable occurrences.

ONE

While the Brexit Wars raged above his head, the Right Honourable Chris Davies MP was accused, charged, tried and convicted of expenses fraud for 'falsifying receipts for £700 worth of photographs for his office'. Yet it is beyond dispute these were photographs which his office actually bought. He didn't fake a receipt and pocket the cash. His 'crime' was the submission of a false receipt because the purchase had been already been charged to the 'wrong' Parliamentary expense account. Davies was attempting to conceal his own incompetence, and as the court acknowledged, made not a penny from the transaction. Incredibly, the critical evidence used to convict him of this victimless offense was volunteered and supplied  by Conservative Party staff working for Chris Davies. Let that sink in. 

Parliament, as we know, is absolutely bursting at the seams with MPs up to their necks in real corruption and crime on a scale that puts Davies' book-keeping  bungle deep into the eternal shade. Yet somehow, a small army of Parliamentary crooks have found -and continue to find- unlimited protection within the  system. Rarely if ever has an MP been hounded out of office on such a flimsy pretext as that used to remove Chris Davies. Not a single mainstream journalist has even mentioned this anomaly.

TWO

In the court of public opinion, Davies was judged, and on the face of it, correctly forced into a by-election. Politicians are generally viewed as self-seeking chancers : if they can't stick to the rules like the rest of us, screw them. That is the default view, and was clearly a popular one in Chris Davies' Brecon constituency. Mystifying, then, that having been very publicly framed, shamed and convicted of a sort-of crime, Chris Davies was re-selected by the Party to contest his own seat. A convicted criminal, selected for office at a time when the Conservative Party's majority in Parliament was already hanging by a thread? Remarkable.

THREE

Within 72 hours of his long-awaited coronation, Boris the Great had dragged his considerable political bulk all the way to Wales -ostensibly to support the Tory vote in Brecon- but flatly refused to be photographed with the official Conservative candidate, Chris Davies.

No part of this story makes any sense, if the Conservative Party was truly attempting to retain a working majority in the House. For example, it would have been the work of moments for the Home Office to head-off the prosecution of Chris Davies. A 30-second phone call, job done; it happens every other week, believe me. Instead, Davies was pursued with a fearless vigilance the Metropolitan Police seem utterly unable to find when an actual theft takes place. (Try ringing the Met from a dingy flat in Hackney when you just got burgled. Yeah, right.)

And again, if the Conservatives genuinely wanted to retain the seat in Brecon, why didn't the Party simply replace Davies with a candidate who had NOT just been convicted of fraud? 

In the end, Prime Minister Johnson's 'supportive' visit to Brecon drove the final nail into the coffin of the Tory faithful. Johnson's choreographed refusal to be photographed with his own candidate could hardly fail to push voters away. This rat-finkery came with its own pre-spin of course -"...it appears Prime Minister Johnson did not want to be associated with a loser / expenses cheat".

Uh-huh. So twenty-odd years of group photos with David 'pig's-head' Cameron and a scrapbook full of his smirking Tory criminal chums means nothing. But a selfie of Bojo with an obscure Welshman who faked a receipt? RED ALERT! 

The gentleman doth protest too much.

The truth is much simpler. The Brecon & Radnor seat was not wanted. A Parliamentary majority propped up  by Brexiteers is no help to the EU/ Globalist axis that runs the theatre of Westminster. Davies was framed, shamed, and thrown to the wolves because it suited their purpose. He was allowed to stand for re-election because of the overwhelming likelihood he would lose.

But last-minute private polling at Tory HQ suggested -correctly as it turned out- that Davies had actually retained a surprisingly large amount of local support. (These polls are never made public and their existence denied but trust me, they are very real and very accurate). The Party had seriously   underestimated Davies' credentials as a staunch Welsh Brexiteer.

So Johnson back-pedalled from his pre-arranged endorsement, fearful that the blinding glare of his own charisma might accidentally push their Tory patsy over the line to an unwanted victory. The tame press photographers (who do what they are told) put their cameras away and Davies the pariah lost by a slender margin of under 1500 votes.

There is an interesting sub-plot in play here for those pinning faith on  Nigel Farage and his tribe. Farage has publicly offered Boris Johnson an electoral pact, claiming Brexit to be his sole priority. Yet Chris Davies - a committed Brexiteer- might still be an MP if the Brexit Party had not fielded a (hopelessly unelectable) candidate in the Brecon by-election and split the Tory vote. In contrast, two other Remainer parties (Farage's supposed enemies)  - Plaid Cymru and the Greens- stepped down, to secure the Brecon vote for the Liberal Remainer. All roads, all parties seem to lead to No Brexit, regardless of the rhetoric from the 'leaders'. As the Welsh know well, life can be tough in a world full of sheep.   

In summary, I am not suggesting that shifting one paltry seat from Tory to Liberal was a central plank of the Stop Brexit programme. Three years old and powering into its fourth, that programme is complex, subtle and many-pronged. But the tawdry Brecon drama played out in the summer of 2019 may be recorded as an instructive moment, an insight to remember. Remember this tale when the fake news media are howling in anger about Boris Johnson's 'rapidly vanishing majority'. Behind closed doors, Johnson & co. are rubbing their hands with glee. The Brexit can has taken another hefty kick down the long and winding road and the blame will not be theirs. 

Over the horizon comes the next migrant wave, and the next : three years and counting of unceasing post-Brexit migration. Boris, his butt barely warm on the Downing street leather, has already proposed an amnesty for every single illegal immigrant in Britain. That'd be a cool million Remain voters created at a stroke.  How many more new 'British citizens' will be admitted / born / created before our elite masters decide that the oh-so moral second referendum can be permitted?

 

Occasionally, when political minnows like Fiona Onasanya and Chris Davies are fed to the sharks, we get a brief glimpse of the tall fins cruising in the deep water. Be mindful, then, that these small, seemingly insignificant episodes are actual bricks in the ever-growing wall that stands between you and the powerful. 
 

In reality, we live in a one party state. We have just seen the Conservative Party cut its own throat to replace a Brexit MP with a Remain MP. It matters not that a Tory made way for a Liberal. Who cares if Pluto replaces Goofy? Government works for the ruling class and the ruling class built the EU. If you are foolish enough to think the Party will work for you, then your loyalty will be rewarded the way Chris Davies has been. This is not a Conservative issue. Don't kid yourself it would be any different with any other party. In the glorious, democratic UK Eurostate, you are always free to choose the swinging fist. But one way or the other, right or left, you still get the punch in the face.

Ian Andrew-Patrick