Cabinet Office

A Coup d’État by Johnny Come Lately Lt Col. Tobias Ellwood MP

If 77th Brigade holds allegiance to the Queen, yet the Queen has been dethroned, who then are they allegiant to?

Lt Col Tobias Ellwood aka T Ellwood MP

If the 77th Brigade is answerable to the Cabinet Office and each member of the Cabinet have now been served notice of their criminally fraudulent behaviour, who is the 77th Brigade answerable to?

Is a MP, under criminal scrutiny who also happens to be a Lieutenant Colonel in the 77th Brigade honestly going to stand down when his day of glory looks like fruiting, as a new Oliver Cromwell for the 21st century? is he going to give way to the Common Law and accept his criminality and loss of power gracefully and in all humility?

Hell no, he’s a Tory and one who has “It’s my birthright!” written all over him. Following Sandhurst he dives deep into the Officer Reserve Corps, a sort of cupboard where snivelling rats go to grow their Captain epithet. He then gets vomited out, works for Tory grandee Tom King in the Conservative party and takes on his seat in Bournemouth in 2005, a solid Tory seat where he remains today. A whippersnapper with a curdling sycophantic nature, he always held delusions of greatness, wielding a plastic sword to honour his non battle hardened position in the Army reserves.

While shadow ghost creature from the swamp of political manoeuvring, Mark Sedwill holds some inexorable sway over both Cabinet Office, their subdivisions, the Secret Services and GCHQ, Ellwood manages to make himself useful as tea boy and connector pin from House of Commons right through to the psyops departments, propaganda arms and national security. Sedwill cossets him as splendid material for advancement. The king maker, as Sedwill is reputedly referred as, taught this boy soldier the high foul arts of the devious game. Thus in September of this year he presented himself as the heir apparent. By way of inveigling his way there, he decided to make such statements as would normally considered appropriate for dictators in the wings to make.

Never shy to show arrogant disdain for law and order, he made grand pronouncements that the military ought now to be deployed on the streets of all the main cities of the land, to support and protect the citizens from the ‘enemy’, an invisible enemy, but take it from Ellwood, a most dangerous and cunning enemy. His cry for full force deployment, attached to bringing in a whole covert section of UN troops, with full military hardware would, he implied, rid of us all of ‘this pestilent beast’. No ‘Archbish’ Beckett is Covid yet in its mysterious apparel, as near to a divine scourge of pestilence as can be mustered, he presented fear and its self solution. No royal Henry he, our usurping Ellwood, mustering all sorts of turgid authority, hoping to convey a future Commander-in-Chief. The arrogance of his speech reeks from something as distastefully inappropriate as a fart in a crowded, mask-infested underground train.

Talking up the vaccine distribution for all, making it as important an event as Dunkirk or D-Day, who does he really think he is, Mr Hitler? Well his desire to make this part of the War heroic on the part of the distributors of killer vaxxes, is hardly that, even at a push. With Bozo wanting to be like Churchill and Ellwood wishing to be Mengele II, we are looking at an enemy of the people with extraordinary presumption and evil intent. On top of this he exhorts the military be on our streets, in charge of delivering their poisons to every part of the UK when in truth they could not match the supermarket delivery system to deliver an old boot to Boots.

His warlike approach destroys any last vestige of a free country, with desire for martial law to beat a bug. Wishing to roll out the mass vaccines immediately, even though we have no vaccine, is placing the donkey before the buffoon. His small task force from the Ministry of Defence, is merely cover for martial law and crackdown like never before. He suggests that this whole operation must be led by a senior, empowered voice of authority. Would that be himself?

It is feared he may have shares in an, as yet unformed logistics company, in order to shift the millions of vaccines. He also suggests we need vaccine certificates, a short way from IDs for all and the wet dream of track and trace. No one can leave the country without a tick in the Vaxx box. Add blackmail to the rap sheet.

It is often said that before a fall, despots go ape on draconian developments. As with so much of this sorry coup, going back months, they are so far behind the curve as to be a spent force, even before they start.

May it be that the legal challenges facing these city idiots, when they return to Parliament next week, will focus their minds, to such an extent as to see such rampant, audacious, lunatic, warmongering as the precursor to their fading into oblivion. Once they find their lives and freedom are on the block, self survival could become more important than wiping out most of the population with poisoned, toxic, depopulation methods, they surely ought to recant. However, with a Tory blind arrogance is indomitably huge.

I do wonder if genocide ever appeared on their internal screens of conscience and more pointedly, on this imposter’s mind. To quote Lewis Carroll:

“I doubt it , said the Carpenter and shed a bitter tear”

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KEYWORDS

  • Coup D’état
  • Fraud
  • UK
  • 77th Brigade
  • Martial Law

A Very British Cock Up Coup

From a veritable display of the most outrageous lies and propaganda the present inept, crass and incompetent inmates of Tory Treason have marched arrogantly towards a horizon, where, by their own description, will herald a sunrise into the new future of independence, freedom and unshackling from the bonds of EU restraint.

As they slobber through the discarded Covid masks of a compliant populace, their dreams of gaining ever more a triumphant profit foothold over the masses swells.

No need the jackboot of yesteryear, they smirk, the people are so easily frightened into submission. The cavalier way in which unelected members in the Cabinet Office throw their weight around, doling out more and more pain, ever confusing story and counter story, around the umbrella known as the Plandemic, is as unedifying a sight as Cameron on a pig.

This country has never in its history had such an inept ship of fools at the helm. That lockdowns, mask mandatories and ever closing mass vaccination loom large in the psyche of the psyched, is cold comfort. Truth be told it heralds frozen minds and sheer terror, not witnessed since the break out at Jurassic Park.

When in March of 2020, a small cabal of plotters got together to plan the coup d’état on the United Kingdom, they had every aspiration to do the full Monty. Little did they realise they were not even as efficient as the Lavender Hill mob. That surprise was in store for them further down the line.

As 77 Brigade came into its fullness, reporting back information emanating from anonymous sources, it offered them hard evidence against not only the Prince Andrew but also his brother and strikingly, of their parents. The unidentified source shared the horrors inflicted, at their pleasure. Relating how the abused had been passed as a ‘gift’ from the elder Trudeau in Canada, through shady groups of the elite and onto royal households.

With this securely in their wallet, a plan was executed.

First, in the European Union (Withdrawal Agreement) Act 2020 it was worded to read that Parliament was now the sovereign, with no interference from the Crown and above, the People.

Section 38(1)

It is recognised that the Parliament of the United Kingdom is sovereign.

Section 38(3) reaffirms this, then goes one legal step further:

Accordingly, nothing in this Act derogates from the sovereignty of the Parliament of the United Kingdom.

This abject act of treachery in ignoring the basics of the Common Law, was further increased when the events of COVID-1984 revealed Parliament was acting with what the constitution deems to be prohibited royal powers.

From which juncture it became increasingly obvious the UK government had ever since purported to exercise national sovereignty in the interests of Bill Gates, GAVI and the WHO, as per the sustainable development Agendas 21 and 30.

Mark Sedwill, a ghostly presence in the corridors of power at Westminster, helped by MP Tobias Ellwood, his contact with MPs House wide, proceeded to initiate the coup’s final points as Head of the UK Security Council Group. This group consists of both GCHQ, the British Security Services, Secret Intelligence Services and the Joint Biosecurity Centre. In his position as Cabinet Secretary in the Cabinet Office, he instructed Integrity Initiative, a pale horseman of psyops, counter-disinformation and media development programme and propaganda, to stun gun the public mind.

As the faux pandemic advanced, with full assistance from the media BBC et al, the public crumbled and fell mostly in line.

The desecration of the last remnants of democracy, scarcely visible, was almost complete. What remained was to lock down, keep out of sight any normalcy of life for the population. Winter would come and with it the final closing of freedoms for the people and the mass vaccination campaigns that would complete the branding of the people for tracking and tracing.

Then came the deposing of the Queen — and neutralising the Crown. A subtle move needed here, in as much as the country did not want to get wind of any coup of the crown. However with valuable information at their fingertips, from anonymous sources, they easily managed to get Her Royal Highness to crumble, on threat of her family’s dirty little secrets being exposed. A deal was struck and off to Windsor Castle with her and the Royal entourage. Buckingham Palace shuttered down, the Queen’s own Regiments skedaddled from the front of house and the RAF Military (Martial Law) placed on point duty. The Royal crest roughly ripped from the Royal Gates, the deposing of the Crown was now complete. Complete also with a cover story protecting the Crown against Covid, as an ageing monarch would otherwise be susceptible to.

Roll forward a few months with lockdown and compliance in full swing. The rabid raft of laws illegally introduced through the back door, weighed even more insult and injury upon a growing, suspicious population. However the numbers were never looking in favour of the Many. Still too many quislings, compliance and ignorant masses.

It was inevitable. The Prime Minister and his cronies became, as always, too cocky. They exceeded their arrogant disregard for the intelligence still alive. Their back and forth orders looked like the comedy act they were — and bad comedy at that. The exposure was at its raw edge. Of course those prancing up and down the land, blissfully unaware they had been sussed years ago, carried on the clowning and abuse of the many.

It was to be an auspicious day on August 22nd 2020, hidden away in a secret location in Britain, where 22 of the most ordinary and upright of Britons came together, voluntarily putting themselves forward and chosen randomly. Accompanied by 22 equally upright Britons acting as witnesses to the event about to take place. A renewed and updated presentation of the Declaration of Rights and the Restoration of the Common Law. It passed unanimously. Its ratification taking place in the days that followed.

What never had been believed possible, confronted a coup collective and their treason. From here they would now be subjected to the law of the People, the Common Law. The treachery, the injury imposed upon the people would now be met by justice of the most just.

In their moment of feeling most powerful, their guard was at its most vulnerable. Years of preparation, way back, as the government crowed its petty glory around the Olympic Stadium of 2012 in East London, now came into its own. Real poverty usurped and thrown out for the profiteering gaggle of corporate friends of those power and their land deals, was slaughtered on the pyre of vanity. The stench of corruption was everywhere. The Opening Ceremony itself, arrogantly presented, in full detail, the disasters to befall a hoodwinked citizenry in 2020. The audacity of their tissue thin hubris was being usurped by an intelligent and well laid plan, well away from the bullshit and lies.

“He will win who, prepared himself, waits to take the enemy unprepared.” — Sun Tzu

The foundations laid back then, now appeared, like some avenging angel to scatter the mockery of deceit, perversions and injury laid upon a population too desensitised and mind controlled to know even the slightest truth of what they were to be impaled upon, if it was to hit them full face.

The journey ahead will not be an easy one. Truth hurts, has its backlash of denial, yet ultimately evil will never succeed. As the wet end of August days roll inevitably on, September and the fall to come look to offer, tentatively, the multi coloured splendour that is its very hallmark.

The taking down of the beast at its core – London – could very swiftly manifest a domino reaction in the fall of empires echoing across the globe. The thrall of centuries smashed asunder. It is then the New Age may herald in the Common Law for all humanity along with justice, peace, harmony and coexistence for all.

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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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