Comment 2009

What you often see here are people who feel, rightly or wrongly, ignored and marginalized by their own Government. Many people in England feel helpless and hopeless; alienated by what is happening to their country. Largely this is the fault of politicians and a metropolitan liberal left elite who make decisions on our behalf. They have created a client state which has threatened the vary fabric of this democracy. There are so many issues; and you must be aware that people have other concerns regarding crime, freedom of speech, identity, The EU, loss of sovereignty, massive national or personal debt, poor quality state education etc etc. Now I understand that sitting on the beach in the French colony of Martinique or the South of France can be a pleasant experience. I understand that reading some of the views expressed here on MyT can come as quite a shock from this perspective. But then I also know that you occasionally descend into Peckham or elsewhere so you must realize that people have every right to feel helpless and hopeless. Strangely enough, I do not think you care about these people. In my opinion your concerns are with those who will guage the greatest politically correct value from your compassion - Burmese women notwithstanding.

Christmas tales from Suburbia

I saw another ufo last night. At least this is my assumption. I think I must collect assumptions. It is a habit of mine.

Looking up at the night sky last night - as I am often inclined to do when the bathroom is occupied – I stood in the garden and looked up to see a very bright star. It even twinkled.

But it wasn’t small. It was the largest star I had ever seen. It was on the NW horizon and appeared just above a neighbours house.

Looking up again – my concentration wandered - I could see that it was was twice the size of what I would normally expect. The star, I mean.

But was this a product of our materialistic and increasingly kitsch Christmas culture? In this area of North London some houses are literally covered in Christmas lights. People in these parts really know how to celebrate.

Turning round round and up again to the direction of final interest I noticed that the star began to fade suddenly from white to yellow. Then, it disappeared altogether.

My immediate thought was that the owner of the house had switched off her Christmas lights. But I was not fully convinced of that. Then it happened.

I stood transfixed as a short cigar shaped object suddenly appeared at the very point where the star was only a few seconds beforehand.

I zipped up my fly just as the ufo travelled in a Westerly direction across the night sky.



Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!