A Song for a Sovereign Era

Video version of A Song for a Sovereign Era

As strands of severed lives
Slip, let loose their tenuous thread
Anxiety, fear and criminal dread
Hold fast no more their morbid jives.

Was all a dream or nightmare felt?
Did weird turn to wonder?
Did these heinous lies allow their plunder
Or are we heading fast to light, to melt?

Now is the time we rise and feel
The turning tides of centuries drown
And witness all travesty taken down
Replaced by Sovereign real.

I yearn to hold my brothers’ hand
My sisters, mothers, fathers, bold
Enwrapped in love, abundance, joy unfold
‘Tis now the time, the hour for such a band.

No one, no thing, can sever such
Our unity, once small, now huge
Broadcasts wide a magical deluge
From here on in, never too much.

Those croaking “More slavery, please”
Will soon have eyes and ears cracked
When realising the wrong horse they backed
And all awake, savouring sweet release.

So, gird your loins, bring out the sword
Of Truth whose clarion none can dispute
As Freedom true and strong is our root
As Equity is our bond and word

The sun is rising, the mists do clear
We’re laying ground for all to hear
The criminals, the murderers all
We’ll mete out justice, see them fall.

This year will ripen, fecund in growth,
Just feel the richness of life and joy both
Returning freedom, long held in store
For that glorious moment ever more

Bless us all, may light return
And with it all our hopes transpire
For what we have and what we hold
Will for all eternity be told.

©2022 Jonathan Trapman

‘Twas The Night Before Christmas…

T’was the night before Christmas when all thru the House
Not a criminal MP was able to grouse
Their pay checks hung in their pockets fair
In the hope that St Bill soon’ll be there

Their acolyte promoters, collusional Heads
Dreamed visions of kick backs and full hospitals beds.
An’ Bojo with mop head filling all with his crap
Just settled down for his last winter’s nap

When out in the square there arose such a clamour
They all spring from their seats to see what was the matter.
Away to the windows, they tore like a flash
Tore open their privileged entitlements stash

The moon on the breast of the new formed show
Gave a lustre of light to those gathered below,
When what to their horror and gaze did appear
But a vehicle named PUB and ten thousand nightmares

Led by a warrior so bold, so wily and wry
They knew in that moment their luck had run dry
More rapid than eagles, this army rolled on
As all of them urged each to stay strong.

“Come Forces so mighty, Come Freedom from Hell
On Justice, On Peace, Come ring out that Bell
To the Sovereign in each, we storm the City of Crime
Now crash the old system, crash to dust so fine.

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with such obstacles, mount to the sky
So blasting the criminals, murderers all
With a stash full of charges, that’ll lay them low and fall.

In a twinkling we heard throughout the land
The screams of defendants, such a wretched band
And all drew a breath at the wonder revealing
Colluders, criminals and cowards left reeling.

Their eyes how they sunk, their complexion so haggard
Their faces bled dry, knowing how they were buggered
Their wimpish mouths pinched hard from their lies
Now curled and curved, filled with excreta from flies

The stump of their pipe dreams held so fast in their hope
The stench of deception, was there for all to gloat
The excess of selfishness, greed and advantage
Now turned to terror of the people’s blinding rage

T’was BoJo, Twitty, Wanky, Imbalance, Fergie all
Would soon make us joyful at their imminent fall
A knowing glance to the rest who are all for the chop
Gave a nation the reason to cheer non-stop.

The criminals, in unison spoke not a word,
Save Boris shouting, “I’ll expose all these turds!”
“We’ve heard all your lies,” the people cried. “Your promises too.
All’s left for us now is to flush y’all down the loo!”

The nation, as one, sprang to their feet,
Crying freedom for all, and sovereignty sweet
Energy released, peace and hope now rewarded,
Coloured the dawn of a New Year, so long dream’t, now afforded.

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The Sword of Truth

On the Midwinter Solstice in 1989, I took this image of Chephren Pyramid in Egypt. Today it has all the magic and portend that it gifted me then. We are all truly blessed!!

“The Sword of Truth has been unsheathed. It has been placed into the hands of ten thousand warriors. It cannot be returned to the sheath until its mission is complete.

Each knows her role, each feels his heart and every heart and role is working in unison, is beating as one. There is unity across the land. There is joy in the recognition of each beside the other. There is fearlessness as the juice and purpose of our journey.

We are and never have been alone. We are and never will not be our sovereign self. The freedom comes with utter certainty, utter conviction that this is our divinely gifted state of Natural Being.

Never will we surrender it, to no one at no time.

TOGETHER WE COMPRISE THE PEOPLE’S UNION of BRITAIN

Chephren Pyramid, Egypt 1989 ©Jonathan Trapman All rights reserved

The image above was taken by myself on the Winter Solstice in 1989 at Giza, Egypt. It was as so many moments in my gifted life have given me, given as a symbol. That symbol comprises the balance of the masculine and feminine principle – Sun and Chephren pyramid – in balance. When that transpires the Sword of Truth pierces and engenders to create transformation – the thirteen pointed rays emanating the sun.

It is, I know, that time for all of us now, that our swords, unsheathed, engender transformation for all!”

HAPPY! HAPPY! SOLSTICE TO ONE AND ALL

Remember Remember the 21st December

An urgent message for the British people, featuring an impassioned reading of Remember Remember, The 21st of December, a lyrical prophesy of the beginning of the end of COVID-1984.

The Road To Freedom

As many know the way to freedom is letting loose the chains holding us. Finding and pursuing actions that procure freedom is the road taken.

We yearn, in our hearts, to inspire and show others that the way is paved with different approaches to those outcomes, those successful outcomes. Approaches that actually have an effect on all our lives, allowing us to move away from and outside reach and danger of the present tyranny and fanaticism.

It is also why it becomes pointless pointing out what new tricks they have up their sleeves and threaten our fear driven within.

We are naturally creative beings and everything existing in this world has been created by our ingenuity, creative pulse and ambition to move our collective forward.

It also contains those whose base ambitions are to destroy, control and manipulate us for their gain.

Those of us awake know this never was nor is the way to follow in carving our own hugely important personal marker on our lives.

One of the greatest controlling features of the Debt based system is lend and borrow. Forced down our throats – it demands we accept this as the only way to survive, struggle and stay afloat.

It’s a scam and benefits only the usurers – we know that, yet most have no idea as to how to break out and be free.

When a totally solid way is presented, many just fall back on the rules and operational effectiveness of their slave developed minds and just dismiss as impossible, unworkable and utopian.

This dismissal misses the greatest truth – this is the only way forward – that of a credit based system enabling and allowing the struggle and survival mind to burst open. Using and becoming its creative engine – the true original nature and purpose of it, is the key to freedom.

Crypto may sound like an alien land, yet it is no more alien that the money system we have grown up with and live with. Even with that system we had to learn all about it, yet when dazzled with the distractions of greed, desire and selfish goal getting, we fall at the first fence of those demanding we stick with a system of enslavement that demands we feed their pockets and ways, not ours.

Today we hold the keys to our own enslavement – we can walk out into the sunshine of our own freedom to create, do and imagine all our real beings aspire to, without a care that this depends on being under the cosh of another authority, that is not our own.

There have been and are great minds, empathic being and super clever people that for over a decade have worked on the solution offering us all our freedom and breaking from murderous cruelty imposed.

Yet the take up belies the desire for such solutions.

Fear rules so many minds and hearts, thus to be fearless is freedom and invincibility. Are you prepared to release those fears preventing you shining and thriving?

All fears are created and manifested by stuff well past its sell by date, except for the natural use of fight or flight, that uses fear as merely an alarm call.

Therefore to truly work on the inner is the most important gift we can give ourselves, no matter what the causes of those fears are. They were all created as defence mechanisms for a period in our lives, yet clung onto, way beyond necessity.

Embracing our best self is the primary goal, being able to do that without the dead weight of debt, servitude and suffering makes the life journey a joy shared with others.

Never allowing others and what they think of you stop the progress and process of what you think of yourself is imperative.

You are the only one that will change your world and evolve. When this begins then everything you interact with will mirror and reflect that change

Thus focus on shite and shite is returned – focus on growth, betterment and expansion to your best and golden futures return enabling just that.

Haven’t had that happen to you because of circumstances?

Then change your approach, know there is an opposite and equal way to everything, that brings light, sunshine and positive outcomes no matter what you may witness around you.

People ask what can I do to help this evolution? The answer is to help yourself change to the future you desire. That means positive action, finding ways through and forward and growing out of the old garments of yesterday and carrying the new beauty of you today and forward.

Action, action, action – that is what is called for. Stop wasting time following and believing in some saviour, some one better than you. It is BS, no one is better than you. We are all equally endowed with what we need to become – it is merely the belief in that, the re-imagining that what was me yesterday will never control who I am today and going forward.

Universal Community Trust is what offers the protection and ability for all to reach their goals, become their best self. The new financial bridge taking across the transitional waters, from slaves to freedom, is and will be so far out of reach of those trying hard to prevent this happening, that embracing it, in its simplest presentation will take care of and obliterate the fear of not enough, can’t and hurdles made of no matter what mad constructions you create for yourself.

The lawful take down of the known criminals and their accomplices is well embedded. Not seeing results is merely personal lack of possession of the complete process. It is uncalled for and irrelevant to believe the lawful way is impossible. Those driving the prosecutions know the enemy well and know precisely how to take them down. Leave that part to their expertise.

Your part is to prepare yourself for the inevitable – that of a future so bright, so secure and so wonderful for your children and their children – start to build everything around you for that outcome.

As for doubters, nay sayers – they become and are mere rattlers of a doom that will never transpire. They are the battalions sent out by those we are destroying – NEVER feed them with any wavering doubt or depression.

Become your own single mighty army of invincibility, conquering your inner demons and birthing a magnificent future and that mighty being of light and love you are in process of becoming.

Out Of Darkness Comes Light

…So here we are at the beginning of a new month of progress. Following the dark rituals of ghouls and goblins we arrive at All Saints where the light and transparency shine insight, protection and the invincible force of fearlessness.


We are filled with myth, legend and strange beliefs whatever they have formed within our psyche, personal and collective.
Yet the inseparable, inescapable truth is – we are what we manifest in thought and action.


If we are to evolve then the clearing out of all we have learned, been inculcated with, forced to accept from family or society needs dispensing with, washing out the stables of our mind and cleansing all belief structures.


Nature abhors a vacuum, so when and as we do this we are duty bound to our best self to fill this vacuum with solid and sure structures that do nothing less than form the foundation of our growth and future. A filling that we as individuals pass on to our children, the next generations and all whose lives will expand it all even further.


Being the light of our souls carries the responsibility to banish all imaginings, made up stuff and fear of whatever looks like reality. These are all the messes of our mind, programmed to force us into making another authority have seeming power over us. As we sweep these into the compost depths of forever, the planted seeds of greater, more nourishing, freshly fertilised actions and creations will be prepared and nurtured to bring the Spring of the new into form like never before.


The responsibility for each of us to not look back, like Lot’s wife is all that is called for. The place of greatest importance at this moment in our lives and of history is to clear, cleanse everything that we perceive as us. Until the inner stables are cleared and made ready for the new, unencumbered, free mind, we merely prolong the same old, same old obstructions we witness around us and within us, if we are honest with ourselves.


The mirror of the outer is merely the reflection of our personal inner. Clean and clear both continuously and the bright, glorious, loving, caring we all wish for will manifest in ways we can never guess nor imagine.


These darker months are for the inner journey to create the perfect conditions for growth that must and will burst forth in its due time. Make good use of everything we have been given. Contemplate your own magnificence and its part in this evolution to best.

Reflecting on Seven Decades Life Experience

Another snippet from the ‘Wisdom of the Aged – Tempus Fugit’

Seventy one years in the eternity of things is not even a germ in anyone’s theory of life, yet lived, felt and experienced from the point of view of this transient being, it has constituted a bunch of experience that has, in retrospect, endowed much knowledge, wisdom and often hard learning, and had it been missed, would have made this soul a far lesser entity, let alone a breaker of contract.

Along the way fruitful lessons brought mini enlightenments. Such enlightenment never gave the sort of Ah Ha moment, or that end of firework display sensation that wows us, merely a mini lightbulb of realisation. That many such moments were not fully cultivated, merely reflects the choice of ‘one more time round that rodeo, please’ as the pain had some sort of attraction to re-experience.

Sitting at a most fascinating point, where if viewed from one direction looks like the night before annihilation, yet from another the big in-breath before the most magnificent explosion into a new reality that had, in youthful days been the driver to make it happen.

For many perhaps this perspective could be interpreted as. “Yea, so what you lived your life and got a load of joy, shite and whatever!”

Sure this could be a pithy reaction to what we all should be minded to consider the greatest gift we ever gifted ourselves. Yet so many have taken all that for granted, lived life as a reckless, superficial group of disjointed ‘happenings’ and rarely considered what we are being asked to experience and/or confront. That usually occurs only when we confront death, have a life changing illness or event – note the words ‘life changing’ – and have time to ponder the really important things we are constantly given the opportunity to consider.

I personally have been gifted several times that confrontation with death and its immediacy. Sometimes I ignored these gifts and went on only to be served another reminder of beauty writ loud and clear, where the penny finally dropped. Most of these experiences were in my younger days. I feel I was blessed having encountered early these meetings, for what had been planned ahead. Some may call that the 24/7 attention of guardian angels, others may place it in the luck column. either way it changes nothing within the events experienced.

So why do we, at the moment of crisis, call these experiences life changing? Why is it that these wake up calls need to be part of our experience? Perhaps, we are so asleep to the very best things that life gifts us, it is only at crisis point we pay attention. What would be really helpful to garner from these moments is that very realisation. They are all, including the present moment, a gift. Perhaps that is why the old sore – the present moment is a gift, that is why it is called present, rings of truth.

I shall give you one example from my very recent experiences. I happened to find myself a fews from dying. My best friend, the love of my life, has always recognised her ability to insight. Forcing me into care I resisted so, death did a runner. I told it that, for now that door is firmly closed as per the contract I signed and immediately forgot on journeying down the birth canal. Only after many decades did I, not only realise the truth about contracts, but also gave not one stuff if no one else believed what I knew in my heart to be true.

Herein is a very important life lesson. If you find yourself to be the only one in the world who believes what you do is correct, then stick to it, like the proverbial to a blanket. You see, as long as it comes from that deep truth resonating within, does no harm to another and serves you presently, then your sovereign right to your conscience and innate knowing is sacrosanct. Too many fear what others may think of them. That is why we, as those who have unearthed truth, know forensically it to be truth.

Deceit, evil and criminality can never survive as truth does because truth never needs to alter its story.

I have been faced several times to follow the route of deception, well hardly surprising when you have worked immersed in the propaganda industry, yet I most often saw this as a means to an end. That end was not financial, though it helped pass through it. That end was getting to know how all this worked so, as Sun Zhu tells us in The Art of War:


“To know your Enemy, you must become your Enemy.”

Sun Zhu

I am very grateful for all I learned in my life, most especially those parts that from those eyes looked like something else. If we all can learn anything from this gifted life, it has to be that everything we are served, or more correctly are part of or fully serve ourselves, is the greatest opportunity for us at that moment.

We may not be able to change things in hindsight, yet what we are absolutely able to do is learn from these experiences and incorporate them, not as hinderances or worse excuses, but as the experience we now recognise. If that means we respond decades later becomes inconsequential . At that time we did not have the wisdom of now, nor the ability. The beauty of all this is that temporal time lines are irrelevant, our ability to change, make a life change is able to transpire, now in this moment! Whether we have the balls, courage and desire is yet again another choice. We always have choice. This is the only planet of individual choice.

To those who have lived less decades than I, I would ask one simple question. “Do you have the guts to change?”

When we do then the whole of life changes along with that courage.

Oh, and please don’t tell me – “It’s easier said than done!” – You may find out that procrastination is your biggest cop out and challenge!

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The author: Jonathan Trapman
Author, photo journalist, researcher and seeker after truth, Jonathan’s career started in the back stabbing, headline grabbing pavements and offices of Fleet Street, London. Decades of indoctrination into the vile art of propaganda and media, found him reach a pinnacle of renown as one of the top photographers in the industry.
Drawn to expose the untruths and base intentions of the Cabal, he followed former investigative members of his family, in exposing the Dark Side.
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The solution! – A new jurisdiction where freedom reigns

Truth, the Enemy of the Deaf

“The Truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth”

A phrase most of us only hear on TV, film etc as otherwise you might be a witness or criminal in the dock.

Ah! yes in the dock, the old maritime reminder that you are in a Maritime/Admiralty Court. If you find yourself there you will also find, if not informed properly about your status as a flesh and blood human, that you have wittingly or unwittingly placed yourself under the authority and jurisdiction of an authority that has, in effect and if truth be told, no authority over you. Yet because you have done certain things, or more to the point, not done or said certain things, you have been captured in their legal system by tricks and chicanery.

The truth around who we are is actually very simple. We are born free, to live free from any and all encumbrances that seek to hold authority over us. Because we are, mostly, born into tyrannical systems, where we find our lives, thinking and actions are all persuaded to reflect that state of mind.

Be it passed from parents, mentors, teachers whatever, we retain much of the conditioning and habits that make up our lives. We are forced to take the history those controlling us wish us to believe. When we diverge and delve into historical fact, unlike the fiction we are inculcated into there arises a peculiar disparity and difference that seems to be at odds with what we have been indoctrinated with.

There are so many anomalies, yet let’s feature a couple of examples. Any and every instance where the Empire or explorers have described the ‘savage’ as such whereas the order, intelligence and invention these people show and maintain, develop and procure are in many ways far more humane and advanced than those bringing their grand way of being and the diseases that many times wipe out this knowledge, wisdom and difference.

The arrogance and hubris of such invaders literally recreated the history of these people and nations to fit their agenda. Today it is obvious to us when they endeavour to do precisely the same. The ‘natives’ in these cases are the people of the country who throw praise and adulation at the very people who inflict the mind bending historical inaccuracies on them.

Today these imposters are blessed with technology at their behest, whereby through such badly utilised and filled channels, they are able to claim plausible deniability over every infection and criminaL imposition. Those thus inflicted see only a tool for easy use in the hardware they eagerly lap up, never the gremlins and invisible programming that is daily infecting and diminishing their lives and health.

Truth is being trampled on for selfish gain, profit extreme and psychopathic ends. If that registers zero on your awareness scale then may your god treat you compassionately when you return home.

Listen to the conversations around the times when those who do research, do their due diligence, expose loopholes (that is a kind term), show the utter oxymoronic statements flowing from the bullshitters, in almost hourly contradiction. For those who maybe do not know the meaning of oxymoron, it is this: Something that is expressed where the precise opposite is part of that expression. Complete nonsense, in short. As the dictionary describes one version: “A rhetorical figure in which incongruous or contradictory terms are combined, as in a deafening silence and a mournful optimist.

As many recognise, when you tell lies your continued upholding of such porkies must be able to retain the narrative fed. As the lies perpetuate and build, it becomes increasingly difficult to maintain the flow, sequence and veracity alleged in such mendacious lies. What happens of course is that the story and/or so-called facts change. They are in fact forgotten momentarily or never before repeated.

With truth this never happens. Truth is as it is, bare and open for all to read and listen to. There is no need for cover stories. Sure, there may be a bit of embellishment yet the facts, and that is the real word, facts, never change nor need changing, unless there is additional added, thus re-enforcing the original truth but not changing it.

Today we see a whole rat’s nest of thieves and criminals allegedly running this shit show, constantly changing positions, stories and invented scenarios. To anyone with two braincells, the obvious play on minds, too susceptible, is what is taking place. For so many of us the question arises – “How can they possibly follow that load of bull?” Well the simple answer, as inconvenient as it is, they are too far gone in the mind bending stakes. Their defence of what is for them an intransigent position, is all they have. It is akin to them hanging onto a rope that will inevitably sever and snap. When that time comes all their beliefs will shatter and the grand outcome may well manifest them dying from heart attack, broken heart and worst realising they have been spun the inevitable horror story of truth, as they had accepted the poisoned chalice of Jabby Jib Jab.

Yes, truth can kill, yet only those who have bought into the lies and believed. Let’s face it, we may have believed as teens we were immortal, yet truth be told we all die. 100% truth. However when we learn we have committed to signing our own death warrant, that comes as an opportunity for denial. Mike Yeadon recently exposed a horrendous truth, a former Vice President and Chief Science Officer of Pfizer, he knows better than anybody.

” ‘Severe’ adverse reactions end mass death from mRNA COVID Vaccines are virtually guaranteed”

Like so many I have witnessed friends and family, fall for the pandemic fraud. Like a prophet in his own land, my imprecations to think critically before allowing poison and worse to be jabbed into your body, your most sacred vessel of life. Yet with a lifetime miscomprehension of the wisdom I have inculcated, as so many have, they brush off my advices with a cynical laughter that is their very own signature on the final contract they enter into.

Like all choices I must respect theirs, even though I know where it leads. The hardest thing is letting go, allowing their lives to fulfil in the way they feel is right. Yet I love them no less, I cherish our lives having intertwined. like some sacred vine that gifted us all with the vintage cup of friendship

The divide of those carrying gnosis, awareness and a riven desire for a better world and those whose faculties slipped and persuaded them to trust the criminals again, will widen as the months and years move on.

What is undeniable is that the new era of peace, justice and evolutionary life will come to pass. There may be far fewer tilling these fallow fields of our grand children’s future, yet the love, intent and devotion will help repair the disjointed relationship with Nature and humankind.

Truth will heal deafness, loving kindness will repair broken hearts and minds and our lives are set to only get profoundly more joyful!

The Jabber Cocky

Loosely based on Lewis Carrol’s Jabberwocky

’Twas brillig, and the witless droves

      Did cry and moan for all their jabs:

All flimsy from no questions sought,

      Minds mere slush from TV bought.

“Beware the Jab they give, my friend!

      The nano byte, the genes they change!

Beware the Jabjab Gates, and shun

      The spurious Wancock lad!”

He took the veinous jab in hand;

      Long time the witless peeps he sought

Treasuring all the shares he held

      And vested interests he had bought.

And, as in hellish thought he mused,

      The P.U.B., with eyes of flame,

Cut swiftly through the B.S. used,

      And giggled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through

      The Sword of Truth went snicker-snack!

No jury will deny, evidence so damning true

    Would ever save this pack.

“And hast thou slain those Cocky Four?

      Come to our arms, our beamish braves!

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”

     A grateful world burst forth in joy.

’Twas brillig, and the witless droves

      Now banished to their chosen hell:

All whimsey were the wise and true,

      And those their warnings heeded.

Greatest Upcoming Show in Town Promoted Free

You know when you are about to present the most stunning piece of theatre imaginable, the one thing that you really have to focus on is the PR, the pre-curtain chatter about what may be in this ever greater spoken of production.

Promotion by word of mouth, adherents to the director, producer and script – the previous success this group has had in magnificent efforts really push the buzz forward.

Yet the most spectacular promotion has to come, not from the mainstream – yes they do their bit – but from the characters themselves, in real life, who with arrogance and utter blindness to their action create the very stage where the interest gets larger and larger. The bullhorns tag onto these antics and like lickspittle they are, promote it as if they are the Distractor Generals, they have been told to be.

The Dominic Cummings soap is set to play deeper as days go by. Yes. a distraction from the main theme, yet in its distraction it shows clearly what the PUBs prosecution had foretold months ago – that the in fighting and eye scratching would begin in earnest and vitriolic splendour. The timing could not have been narrowed down to days or hours, yet it could be totally predicted.

The glorious thing is, it has only just begun.

Now I realise many have known the Mainstream has always been the bullhorn of Government propaganda. Just this past weekend when upwards of 500K, to over a million of the good people of Britain came to the capital expressing their various disgusts with the tyranny. Not a whisper from the BBC.

“Organisers of Saturday’s peaceful protest estimate 750,000. Police helicopter feedback is apparently 1 million people…”

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May I suggest that everyone with a handheld or laptop go to the Complaints Dept. at the BBC, Sky and the other usual suspects and voice a complaint about zero to negligible coverage. Inundate them online, show them we know their dirty games. It will at least give them the headache, not us.

However back to the upcoming Pandemic Fraud trial, we are seriously watching, as so much of the pre trial razzamatazz is being remarkably orchestrated by the criminals themselves! It is true that many of us are calling for their heads on a guillotine, yet remind yourselves this is taking place in the High Court, let us do hope it will be, at least, the Old Bailey, as I am such a romantic. One thing is for sure is that justice will be served.

To all those that take the pessimistic take on them escaping scott free, you first must not be inveigled into the thought pattern that these bastards will get away with it. Remember Jonathan Aitken and Jeffrey Archer. They both did not escape justice, even though they were sitting MPs. Secondly, there are too many on the inside who are doing their quiet utmost to get this thing rolling. Third, this is the turning point in history, where none of the shenanigans will be able to stop the inevitable roll towards a new era and a victory built on peaceful change.

It may be Bromley Magistrates Court that offers the initial summons to court, yet because of its magnitude, it seems the West End, oops sorry, the Bailey will be the centre stage for this incredibly, long desired outcome.

Today in the Grauniad, a most esteemed turncoat of MI5 filled journos, an article by Andrew Rawnsley, a competent scribbler, gave us a huge leg up – well I say us – what I really mean are all those Grauniad readers, too oblivious or lazy to seek truth, to begin to at least have their fav scribblers feed them food for thought. Sleaze it will never be – fraud, treason, genocide and mass murder, it most definitely will be.

The sleaze of Boris’s fitting out of No10 at the expense of toe rags, of course distracts, yet it paints the scurrilous toff for what he is.

Now the Daily Mail at the best of times is too far down the gutter to retrieve, yet it is useful to note the sort of headlines they produce at the moment:

Daily Mail Monday 26-4-21

Once again a pop at the PM.

Dear reader, you see what these rags are doing, apart from throwing some of their most supported masters under the bus. They are prepping themselves for the inevitable. That being, where they get their aiding and abetting orders from the courts.

Trying to save your arse, already punctured with assailing shafts from above, is common practice in criminality. Bozo has already made it quite clear behind closed doors, he is happy to squeal like a piglet, to save his. We suggest he chats with fellow criminal, Cameron, on that subject – pigs, I mean.

The day of reckoning is so close you could almost touch it. These petty and grand criminals will be doing so much more of this, turning on each other, that it will become, by their own hands, the best show in town.

Let us support the media that continues to highlight these spats. They are at last doing, in a roundabout way, their job for us. As for the front row seats, let us hope that this revolution will be televised like no other.

We are working on that!

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