Northern Ireland riots – A secret service production brought to you by Soros Theatricss
Sun 2:27 pm +00:00, 14 Jun 2026
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Back to Front.
Good morning, dear reader. Regulars will be well-aware that I regard this realm as a perceived reality and that, consequently, it is entirely a mental construct. The would-be controllers know this all too well and use psychological operations (psy-ops) to instil fear, anger and unrest in the populace as a means of controlling them.
In this week’s bulletin, I ask the question, “Is it All a (national) Front?” So, grab yourself a brew and read what I have to say. Incidentally, I have now reverted to writing my essays by hand before typing them out and sharp readers may well spot the positive effect of this.
Stage-front psy-ops but who is behind the Curtain?
In the aftermath of the Belfast uprising over the likely fake attempted beheading of a native man by a Sudanese alien, I was reminded that the levels of ensuing unrest were utterly predictable and had, indeed, been prophesised on many an occasion over the last 60 years. In fact, the people of Ireland have a long and, sometimes, noble history of rising up in the face of tyranny, that goes back hundreds, if not thousands, of years. In the simplest of terms, history teaches us that you do not feck with the Irish.
The forced importation and imposition of aliens into any cultural national group always results in that which we are seeing now and what is being stirred up deliberately as a consequence. It is a tried and tested formula. The salient question that many ignore is when did the natives consent to the importation of the masses of Georgie Scrotum-face Soros’ migrants into their communities?
Where is the actual agreement? Show us.
Blank stares and tumbleweed abound for there is, of course, no such agreement.
Just like the fluoridation or poisoning of the water supply (‘poisoning the well’), the poisoning of the bread with all manner of chemicals (folic acid being the latest), screwing people with unlawful taxes, fake fines, fake debt, void mortgages, aggressive debt collection tactics, criminal evictions, diverting funds to aliens at the expense of natives, jabbing peoples with a poisonous dart, raging/supporting genocides at home and abroad – none of it is done with the consent or informed agreement of the indigenous peoples.
And that, plainly stated, is the how and why of the criminality of the fake State and the treacherous poli-puppets who falsely deem to rule over us without our consent.
“Don’t do unto others that which you would not have done unto you,”
is the Golden Rule expressed as a negative averment and every lickspittle cocksucking moron who imposes the will of the ‘Dark Overlords’ is a criminal. Full stop. Why? On the simple basis that he is causing demonstrable harm and loss to those peoples whom he is supposed to represent.
Represent. Not repress. If only…
That is exactly the reason why, time after time, I refer to the front organisation known as the “criminal UK government”. There is no more accurate way of describing it.
To reiterate, the events in Belfast, serve to provide a stage front of crisis actors, men of ‘fighting age’ seemingly taking control of their communities in the face of low IQ invading forces like the man from Sudan will be unsurprising to those who know the history.
Further more, I would not be in the least bit surprised to see more of these ‘fronts’ occurring across the disunited lands of England, Scotland and Wales also as the dispossessed and despised white male, who has nothing to lose, will do what he is compelled into doing and rise up.
But, how much of it will be genuine or are we watching a collection of crisis actors playing out their parts in receipt for a few shekels? In such circumstances, the ‘front line’ is made of astro-turf, not real, organic grass.
In some ways, and as I previously mentioned, it has all served to remind me of the 1970s and 80s and I cannot think of those times without the rising of memories of my father. Peter, who departed this realm some 9 years ago, having been murdered by the same criminal state through the agencies of the NHS death cult and that of Big Pharma.
Just before the 4th May General Election of 1979, I remember him telling me that on this occasion he would be voting for the local National Front candidate, a Mr. D. Ford.
This was a man who worked, literally, day and night shits at the David Brown Gears factory at Park Works, in Crosland Moor.
David Brown Gears, Park Works, Crosland Moor, Huddersfield.
He was, as I recall, more than pissed off with the fuckwits of ‘government’: Labour was rinsing him just like the Tories had and he did not appreciate the mass importation of immigrants from the West Indies and Pakistan into Huddersfield at the expense of the native folks.
His father, my grandad, had passed away in February of that year and there was unrest across the country. The Tories were milking it with their billboard posters announcing that “Labour isn’t working” after a “winter of discontent”.
He told me that he had had enough and that he would be voting in accordance with his disgruntled stance. I remember the chants of those men who felt similarly disenchanted, “The National Front is the white man’s front, join the National Front!”
It was all very interesting to me – skinheads and punks were stomping around in their ox-blood Dr Marten boots and going to watch Huddersfield Town was, to put it mildly, an adventure – not because of what was happening on the pitch, but for the potential for it to ‘kick off’ on the terraces or outside the ground. As many have noted, the football fan, who is staunchly white and working class, represents an valid target for recruitment into groups, or tribes, of the dispossessed and thoroughly pissed off. That is exactly why the Zionist pot-stirrers have funded Tommy Rubinstein (sic) to play the role of the Pied Piper who leads the ‘boot boys’ up a blind alley where they are easily kettled, corralled and neutralised.
However, it isn’t going to work because tyrannical overreach always, without exception, backfires on the perpetrators as we are now witnessing.
The desperation to curb what the Zionist overlords insist on labelling ‘Anti-Semitism’ is only serving to fan the flames of people’s awareness of the invidious natures of those who would shaft them at every turn and who despise them as dirty ‘Goyim’, as merely cattle to be prodded and lead to slaughter via the ‘kosher’ abattoirs of mass poisoning and mental debilitation.
Back in May, 1979, I was 14 years old and had not yet been subjected to the Marxist indoctrination of campaigns such as ‘Rock against Racism’ and the ‘Anti-Nazi League’ (ANL).
The results of the election in Huddersfield West show that the National Front candidate, a Mr D. Ford received 760 votes (1.9% of the total) and that Geoffrey Dickens, Conservative, won the seat.
The website ‘antifascistarchive.org‘ states that,
“Huddersfield was reportedly the largest NF branch in Yorkshire in the early 1970s and had its dedicated HQ in the town (a point of pride noted by National Front leader, A.K Chesterton).
By way of contrast to my Dad voting NF, and as an illustration of why giving women the ‘franchise’ (i.e the ‘right’ to be taxed as a slave of the corporate state) was never a good idea, my mother voted Liberal.
By late 1983, I had left Huddersfield and begun a Degree course at Nottingham University in English Studies, with which came an inevitable exposure to the doctrines of those various Marxists who populated the Department – George Parfitt, Simon Shepherd and Elizabeth Watson, to name but three. That’s not to say any of them had a lasting effect and the degree course certainly helped me to develop my critical thinking skills and literary talents, such as they are.
Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner?
As an interesting epilogue to my dad’s political preference at this time, the reader can only imagine the consternation and turmoil that resulted in the discovery less than 5 years later of my 17 year old sister’s illicit relationship with a ‘half-caste’ youth from the other side of town (a fact which she had hidden from my mum and dad).
That aside, any and all residues of Marxist programming in me had broken down by the time I reached the age of 40: as Jung posited, Life begins at 40, everything up till then is research. I also apologised to my father for the various misunderstandings we had had down the years, which were largely caused by me taking a leftist stance and spouting claptrap which was inevitably at odds with the truth.
Whilst I previously wrote an essay and released an accompanying Roguecast in praise of Enoch Powell, I subsequently rewrote it in light of the revelation that he was a predatory homosexual pederast, with connections to the Kincora Boys’ School scandal in Northern Ireland (he represented the Ulster Unionist Party).
However, as we can see in Belfast right now, Powell’s insights on race and mass immigration carried out against the will and consent of the people was accurate. He did not need the power of prophecy to predict it, just a knowledge of history and how it repeats and in this previous essay, it is asserted that the Judaic-Zionists are the ones who have deliberately fomented the problem by opening the gates, just as they have always done throughout the history of Western Civilisation.
When the Dark overlords and their puppets ignore the will of the people, they do so at great peril and so we can see exactly how perilous the position of the compromised and deluded political class is.
The Apocalypse is most assuredly upon us and the epoch is most interesting. As always, it pays to remember that God is truly in charge, not the fake incumbents and worshippers of gross materialism, for all of it is spiritual.
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As always, thank you for your kind attention.
