Monday, August 23, 2010
This man is called Guy Chave-Cox. He is behaving like both a chav and a cock, thereby fulfilling the demands of his preposterous surnames.
He is also a vicar, and hence allegedly a religious gentleman of the Christian faith. But this has not prevented him from seeking to claim the homes of people in Sligo as his own.
The back story is available from the Irish Indo here, but to keep it short, his people, the Middletons, left Ireland some 90 years ago, never to return. They held land that was likely originally stolen by the British crown from Irish people and given illegally to their antecedents anyway.
In the Seventies, with the intention of sorting out land ownership, the people affected worked to trace the Middleton heirs and offered them hundreds of quid for the ground ownership. Having secured their properties, this all went to bed. They should not have had to do this, of course. All colonial claims to Irish land by non-residents ought to have been revoked upon independence.
Or so people thought till the boul vicar, a Middleton heir, along with his wife Heather, decided to try to lay claim to some properties that had not been resolved in the Seventies.
Here now is a true test of the Irish state and Irish judiciary. Clearly this man, who has no connection whatsoever to Ireland, has no reasonable claim to these properties. Yet he has issued eviction notices to people who have lived there all their lives.
The only rational response is to throw his claim out of court and charge him a fortune in damages for his malicious suit. Anything short of that, and you can reasonably conclude that the 'Republic of Ireland' and its judiciary are about as free and independent as Iraq.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
This photograph depicts something extremely ugly indeed.
Not the humiliation and torture of Palestinians in their own country, horrific though that is.
Not even the pig-brutal munter in the Israeli Army uniform posing with a smirk in front of them.
Nope, the real ugliness is in her attitude that it was perfectly fine to act this way, to incarcerate Palestinians in their own land, then pose for a picture in front of them like a tourist snapping themselves at the Eiffel Tower or the Taj Mahal.
This sub-intelligent bitch posted these atrocities on, inevitably, her Facebook page. Then took them down when the civilised world was outraged. But today, safe with the assurance that the Israeli occupying forces have no intention of reprimanding her, she has come out batting with the following jaw-dropping lines of madness:
"I still don't understand what was wrong. It was solely to show the experience of military service," she said.
For anyone with any lingering doubts about the illegitimacy of the Israeli occupation of Palestine, the humiliation of that land's indigenous occupants and the dehumanising attitudes of the idiot occupying forces, this is all you need right here.
These pictures evoke not only the similar pictures taken by American knuckledraggers at the Iraqi torture centre Abu Ghraib, but also those of many Nazis, posing in front of piles of Jewish clothes and shoes, in concentration camps during the 1940s.
They too failed to see anything wrong in their photos posed before the torture they were committing, because they too failed to recognise what they were doing was torture, was evil, was wrong.
The history of the Zionist project brings to mind those famous lines from the end of Orwell's 'Animal Farm', because now it has become increasingly impossible to draw any distinction between the torturers of Israel and those who once tortured their antecedents in 1940s Europe.
"The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which."
Who now can tell a Zionist from a Nazi?