The fireworks were excellent, but not set to marshal music. They used to be a great joy to watch, but this year, they’d been entirely hijacked by the military propaganda department, and we were consigned to celebrate fireworks accompanied by misery in music. We heard Land of Hope and Glory about six times. Enigma Variations no less, and Jerusalem. The fireworks were coordinated with these Albert Hall perennials, along with gloomy renditions of The Last Post as the firework equivalent of poppies filled the sky overhead, and war death was celebrated by a generation that has never got even close to knowing what war actually consists of.
As far as I was concerned, the music and the military propaganda ruined a good night out. Is this really the best that Britain can do? Are we totally unable to leave behind the mass slaughters of the past, and continually re-celebrate the manipulation of the minds of earlier generations, who had no idea that bankers and their secret societies and agendas lie behind all these so-called wars?
Can’t we have musical joy, youthful and energetic performances that lift the spirits, and make us sure that we are not locked into a never-ending nightmare of wars and more wars. The most depressing thing of all was that the Shropshire sheeple all dutifully clapped and cheered at this military takeover of their brains. Have they learned nothing in a hundred years?
Don’t cheer anthems of war with your children sat upon your knee. Can’t you see that they are the ones who will be asked to keep paying the price of the war economy, to keep the munitions traders and money lenders supreme at the top of our society and economy, controlling everything we are and are ever able to be. It seems not.
The Welsh national anthem isn’t too bad, and gets a spirited sing from the Welsh in attendance, and doesn’t refer to any Royalty or other elite. The British dirge God Save The Queen, especially now we know what Jimmy Savile was up to round at the Palace every week, and the conviction of The Queen for genocide at the International Tribunal for Crimes of Church and State www.itccs.org for her personal involvement in the slaughter of Canadian children, is really a bit much to take.
The British are surely the dumbest race on the planet, trusting their newspapers and politicians, and still believing, despite all the evidence, in Santa Claus and the good fairy. War is killing. It should not be celebrated at all, ever. Period. The clapping crowd at the Shrewsbury Flower Show in 2014 are the dumbest collection of humanity I’ve yet come across, buying back into the mass deception of a century before.
What is it about the British that stops them from realising what goes on. It’s like living amongst a sea of highly programmed robots, whose minds are manipulated from the cradle to the grave, and they just love the experience of having their thoughts arranged neatly for them. I doubt even one person saw that it was a diet of intensive war propaganda that was being trowelled on tonight. The flowers have been hijacked. The sheeple are being made nicely ready for the next war. It was horrible to witness.
I couldn’t put it better myself than the headline in The Shropshire Star today.
TAP – no mention of the people being killed by current CIA ‘wars’ every day in Gaza, Syria, Iraq, Libya, all done with the covert backing of our own dear British government Another gathering the same day below was given no media prominence.
– and of course no mention of the secret war being waged against human population everywhere, as poisons are silently fed into our air, food, water, medicines, and toothpastes.