The Wheel Of Blackmail Turns Upon Sturgeon

Western governments like the one in Westminster are sealed units. Like the new car engines only mechanics can fix, our broken Parliament can only be replaced by industry professionals. For half a century, the British public has elected one dud government after another, then sheepishly ushered in a "different" lot with the naivety of infants. When things get -as now- absurdly bad, new "parties" spring into existence to "challenge the status quo". Mysteriously, every one collapses and another useless regime takes over. Why is this?

You would think by now the English-speaking peoples would have viewed enough Las-Vegas / Casino-centred movies to recognise a rigged game when they see one. But the political wheel keeps turning and every few years, like hypnotised drunks, the public rush to bet their futures on one more spin. There is simply no appetite for the ghastly truths that every political party is doomed from the start, and the House always wins.  

Nicola Sturgeon proved an efficient puppet, and was permitted an extended spell in the limelight on condition that she stuck to the script of her globalist controllers. The eclipse of this pantomime dwarf was as predictable as her weekly quackspeak declarations of loyalty to the UN/WEF reset programme. This week's tabloid-friendly "vanishing money" scandal  is, by Parliamentary standards, small fry -believe me there are far worse skeletons dangling in the Sturgeon closet. Britain's House of Commons runs -and always has- on personal blackmail. All are, of necessity, guilty. That's what qualifies them to join the club in the first place-their future demise is baked into the cake. In this way, MPs are kept voting the "right" way when the whips come calling., regardless of circumstances.

JOIN THE CLUB

The career of any MP can be measured in precise terms, beginning with how they reacted when the screw of coercion was first turned. Young politicians naively assume their pre-election life -with all its tawdry 'indiscretions' and 'secrets'- will be of no concern once they get the magical endorsement of a localised majority. Even more incredible is the arrogance each one acquires with their Right Honourable title, which prompts legions of them to start behaving like tiny Caligulas.What fools these mortals be!  

Like the others which preceded it, Sturgeon's much-trumpeted "arrest" is a staged performance; an easy-to-read manifestation of the political rug being yanked out from beneath the (formerly useful) Scottish National Party. The SNP was as substantial as a Greggs pastry; convenient, but short-dated. This "Braveheart" BS factory was a crafty Westminster creation, a 'spoiler'. Nevertheless, one had to either admire or boggle the pretzel-logic of a 'nationalist' party that clings to faraway Brussels like a leech while marketing itself to gullible Scots as a vehicle for 'independence'. Are modern Scots really that dumb?

The SNP had two real purposes. First, the party's slavish devotion to all things EU was supposed to fatally undermine the nationwide UK swing towards Brexit -a task which almost succeeded. The second job was simple: to capture Scottish voters deserting the Blair-stained Labour Party, clearing the path for a dedicated globalist regime with a long-term plan. 

And that plan succeeded in spades, delivering 13 years of British government focussed on meeting the demands of the United Nations, the USA, Africa and Asia. The regime itself was Conservative in name only, and merely reanimated the corpse of the New Labour project.  Anyone doubting this interpretation should take a close look at the the shower of globalist chancers who captured the Tory Party after the fall of Tony Blair. (see THIS ARTICLE and perhaps THIS)     

"General elections" are flickering on the global horizon, and the groundwork is being laid for a seamless 2024 transition into the next helping of Climate Change / Transpants / NATO / WHO / United Nations fear-porn and propaganda. 

VOTE FOR WHAT?

I've seen far too much of the exposed innards of our sordid, poisonous system. Where this mockery of democracy is concerned, cynicism doesn't cut it; I long ago arrived at a terminal of despair. Decade after decade, these noisy, hollow vessels called Members of Parliament file in one end and spurt out the other, most soiled, many ruined, a slippery handful enriched. On the way in they are groomed, trimmed to fit and pre-branded as Left, Right or Centre, although the terms themselves are mere advertising slogans. Not much happens on the way out beyond the collection of long-promised rewards, pensions and bribes. 

Politicians are weightless creatures, content-free, like unfilled packets of cornflakes or cigarettes. The packaging is all that matters because 'success' equals nothing more than 'election' -at which point the charade of ideas, promises and bribes crashes to a halt. Votes are counted, normal service is resumed, and hope swiftly replaced by a grubby 24/7 soap opera contrived to fill headlines and keep the suckers arguing among themselves till next time around. This week's 'news' is a cacophony of squealing noises made by embittered political animals as they are forcibly returned to the herd from which they briefly emerged. 

From an elite perspective, the decks are being cleared, the waste products swept aside.The kings of self-promotion, as always, go down howling in existential torment and vengeful lust. Boris Johnson tenders yet another resignation, muttering darkly of big future plans. Nigel Farage floats a "centre-right" life-raft and offers Bojo a seat by the tiller. The SNP deflates like last night's party balloon, as dozens of specially-trained non-binary Scottish millennials trudge into Labour HQ wrapped in Pride flags to "prepare for government."

Offstage, the civil servants (permanent Westminster) toil to their masters' commands, reassured that nothing can possibly change. Don't worry chaps,  the next government will pick up the torches of migration, climate and Net Zero, regardless of votes cast. Behind locked doors, meanwhile, the dirt-gatherers are rapidly downloading all the information needed (from their tame data-collection vampires) to blackmail the newbies when their turn comes. 

Election 2024; a well-groomed croupier spins the wheel and the silver ball flashes, careening around the perimeter. No more bets, please, the game is done. Later, alone in their rented rooms, the dreamers will count their losses and reflect once again that the House always wins.

Ian Andrew-Patrick

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