'Two young children are to be adopted by a gay couple, despite the protests of their grandparents.
The devastated grandparents were told they would never see the youngsters again unless they dropped their opposition.
The couple, who cannot be named, wanted to give the five-year-old boy and his four-year-old sister a loving home themselves. But they were ruled to be too old — at 46 and 59.'
What does this sound like to you? Soviet Russia? Mao's China? Hitler's Germany? No, it's modern day Britain!
Things look worse and worse all the time, Satandom seems to be strengthening every day, these government employees who hand over young children to sodomites, even though they have grandparents aged 46 and 59 can only be described as wicked people!
This would be shocking if it were not so predictable, it is written, 'they place bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter, dark for light and light for dark', we are storing up a terrible wrath for ourselves, God be merciful!
Friday, 30 January 2009
'Two young children are to be adopted by a gay couple, despite the protests of their grandparents.
Thursday, 29 January 2009
Monday, 12 January 2009
The thieves and liars who have left our nations bankrupt have already got away with their crimes!
Our media have ensured that, instead we hear irrelevant dung being said about actors and actresses, we hear stupid cliches mouthed about how awful it is that Prince Harry said the word 'Paki', OMG!
We are fed emotional tripe about the 'Palestinians' and all the 'war crimes' going on there.
We are ensured by these same people that the recession is just that, a recession, not the end of the financial system as we know it.
The more I read and study about this crisis, the more I'm convinced that this is truly exceptional. I know I've been banging on about this since I have started this web log, but this is the 'big story' of 2008 and will be the big story of this decade, no this century. The world is changing and changing completely, the everyday blah blah of politics and show biz news will thankfully be a thing of the past in the not too distant future, the 'War on Terror' is over, this idiotic campaign instigated by greedy and feckless politicians and their allies in big business as a way to go to war, when there is no war to be had. It reminds me of the wars that Oceania would fight against East Asia and Eurasia in 1984, these wars did not have a goal in sight, there could not be a victory as that is not what the government wanted, they just wanted the powers that a modern state has in wartime. It is not even made clear if Oceania was even fighting a war at all or if it was just a way of maintaining control, this is where we are at now with this ridiculous GWoT, and what an irritating acronym!
But I digress, this GWoT is over, we cant afford it anymore, well not for much longer, the soldiers will be needed to quell the unrest back home in Europe and America, as when we end up penniless, we will be fighting people in the street for food. The 'ethnic minorities' will unleash their barely concealed hatred against us rampaging through the cities and suburbs murdering, robing and raping as they go, our governments will be powerless to prevent this tsunami of chaos, which will overtake us.
The armies and police will fracture and dissolve as soldiers and police will go home and attempt to protect their own families and homes, weapons will very quickly end up in many peoples hands, sold to them by soldiers off home, or looters and savvy entrepreneurs, making the violence even more bloody.
Money will be worthless, tobacco, alcohol, food and weapons will be the currency of the day.
The criminals who brought this on will avoid this fate, as being the slimy lickspittles that they are, they will have homes in Switzerland and Monaco, although one would hope that will face their comeuppance at some point in the future.
The media, in effect an organ of the state, will not tell you how bad it is going to get, they are under instructions.
What we are facing is TEOTWAWKI, as Jim Rawles of Survivor Blog refers to it, the end of the world as we know it, I don't think it is Judgement day, or the Rapture or anything like that, although it could be, but I do think that sin has consequences, and the sins of greed, lies, theft, deceit, lust, sloth, arrogance will ensure a retribution. This is the natural retribution we all face as a consequence of our sin, in the east they call it karma, science understands it as for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. What we now face are the results, the reaction, the karma of our civilisational sins, and oh, do we so richly deserve it.
What will happen then? That I can not say, I can only prognosticate the above as it is the consequence of the sins and folly that have happened and are continuing today. The chaos unleashed by present folly's will continue, the results are unknowable for us mere mortals.
Those of us who hate the way this world is, can use the results of others sins for the good of many. The world will very soon be in flux, the political institutions, financial system, social mores, religion, all will be up for grabs, all will be ready for reformation or destruction, you can be one of those who makes the system that replaces the one we now have, the one that will soon be gone.
Being ready for that should be your goal. Societies often have convulsions, then they are remade, the time of convulsions have started, are you ready?
Sunday, 11 January 2009
A few Photos of European cities, before they were destroyed by war and disfigured by modernist zealots.
Paris, still much the same I think!
Lisbon, still much the same, although some buildings have been replaced by concrete lumps.
Granada, still much the same, but last time I was here, it was full of African immigrants trying to push DVDs on to me.
House backed onto cathedral in Rouen.
Sienna, still thankfully a beautiful place, It looked exactly like it does here when I went there a few years ago.
Ypres, poor old place. It's probably a big lump of concrete now!
Warsaw, unfortunately, this city was raised to the ground in the Second World War. All this is gone!
Nuremberg, such a beautiful place!
Florence, another perfect place, thankfully little touched by modernity.
Frankfurt am Main, another city ravaged by war.
Berlin, another great and beautiful city reduced to rubble in the Second World War.
All photos are taken from Carfree Cities.
One of the signs of our cultural debasement is the quality of our environment, that is, our homes, our shops, cities, streets, bridges etc...
It is not that I'm opposed to any architectural innovation at all, that would be pointless, there are always buildings that need to be cleared away for some reason or another, and to replace them with an exact replica every time would not be rational or desired.
The thing that strikes me is how ugly our environments are, there are the tower blocks, the great concrete, glass and metal lumps that are called libraries or city halls or 'community centres' or police stations and hospitals. There are the modern days slums, the almost unnaturally ugly estates on the edge of most European cities.
When one looks at pictures of European cities from pre 1914 days, one is struck by the sheer beauty of the surroundings, even the slums are better then the modern soulless pits build for the betterment of the slum dwellers, by the disciples of Le Corbusier who believed zealously in themselves. The modernists were the architectural equivalent of the Frankfurt School in the political and social spheres and had as much of an influence as the Frankfurt School, undermining decency and goodness, whilst the modernists undermined any notion of a natural or human environment.
I grew up in the country on a lane that was about two miles long, there were a few farms off the road and my house was the only one on that lane. At the far end of this lane there was a farmyard, and facing onto the lane was a whitewashed stone outhouse, on my travels I would pass this stone barn and would appreciate, even at such a young age, the ancient pedigree of this stone barn, there was something about it which spoke of permanence, but with out the insensitive arrogance that concrete projects, the stone was natural and comfortable in a way concrete could never be. A few years ago I went for a walk with the dogs and passed this farmyard, and something seemed odd about that stone barn, I had to stop and have a look, to my shock and disgust I realised that the reason there was something odd, was because the stone barn was no more, I was looking at a concrete lump that had been whitewashed!
So, that farmer has a perfectly good, solid, stone barn. For some idiot reason, he decided to pull the stone barn down, and in the very same place build a concrete barn, the same shape, the same size, if you were a county council planner, you would probably not notice the difference, which is probably the reason it was built to look exactly the same as before, but why? Why pull down a perfectly good building and replace it with something exactly the same? Why waste the money? This is the insanity of modern architecture and the ideology behind it, tare down the old, no matter how useful it is, no matter how beautiful and replace it with the new, no matter how ugly, no matter how much it costs!
Whole cities have been reduced to large open air concrete slums, Birmingham comes to mind, it used to be a beautiful city, full of handsome buildings, fruit of it's industrial wealth, even now there are still remnants of this, Bournville, where the Cadbury's factory is, is still impressive, the Botanical Gardens, Colmore Row, Victoria Square, but you must not take too wide a view when looking at these places, because horrific, monumental ugliness usually looms not far away, which is a great pity. The Prince of Wales has remarked something along the lines of 'At least the Luftwaffe only left rubble', referring to the trendy lefty modernists who were so zealous in removing old, interesting and beautiful buildings from the map.
Coventry is another formerly beautiful city that now resembles a large open air toilet, the ancient cathedral which was bombed out in the Second World War is still beautiful, and next door, is a hideous, immensely ugly lump of concrete. The modern cathedral seems to mock God by it's very existence, all hip and trendy, all ugly and meaningless! The sad thing about Coventry, is that you see the odd ancient building and see the shadow of what Coventry once was, the stone gateway here, the old pub there, the town hall, the ruined cathedral, but everywhere else, concrete, concrete, glass and steel, all big and monumentally ugly.
Even cities that have not been disfigured, or disfigured as much as others, such as London or Venice or Rome or Paris, still have their hideous suburbs, when taking the train into Venice, you pass through the Mestre, which is almost hellishly ugly, with the oil refineries and steel plants belching out steam and smoke all day long, with motorways and concrete pillars everywhere one looks, with factories and storage facilities and ugly tower blocks, ugly estates and ugly houses.
The Parisian Banlieue are worse then the Mestre, not only are they hideously ugly, they are filled with hateful unemployed Muslims who spend their time rioting and siring offspring. The suburbs of Rome are less ugly then Paris or Venice, but they are still not as beautiful as they could have been.
Instead of uglifying our cities, we should be attempting to beautify them, but I suppose that this is the point I'm trying to make. The increasing ugliness in our cities is a sign of how ugly we are becoming as people, the ugliness in our souls is mirrored in our homes and offices, in our shops and schools, everything we use and do is being consumed by ugliness. We have entered the age of ugliness and the only thing that will cure that, is a moral regeneration, a Renaissance of our souls, only then will we see great and beautiful structures built once more.
Tuesday, 6 January 2009
I read this today and was inspired by it. I was aware of this battle but had not yet got around to reading about it as thoroughly as I would have wanted. The author is an Alan Stang, not someone I'm familiar with, but he draws the right conclusions from the Great Siege of Malta.
Recently, I received a complaint from a now happily departed reader. He took issue with a recent piece in which I recalled the history of our centuries-long conflict with Islam. The reader said he has no interest in history. He is only interested in “now.” Specifically, he wants to hear about the Jews, nothing else. Happily, he announced that he is no longer with us, so there is no chance that these modest comments could offend his belligerent ignorance.
In one of his books, Czech novelist Milan Kundera has a character explain that when the Communists impose their version of Socialism on a country, they always destroy its history. They stop teaching it in the schools. They don’t talk about it in the media. They delete and pervert it in the movies. After a while, nobody knows it. Why do the Communists do that?
They do it because if you don’t know your history, you don’t know what you are; you don’t know who you are. Personally, if you don’t know your history, you have amnesia. Nationally, if you don’t know it, you are no longer a nation. You are people milling about in a wide spot in the road. You have no cohesion. You are disunited and easily conquered.
Now look at the people Jay Leno interviews on his “Jaywalks.” Look at the recent You Tube interview of people who had just voted for Senator Also Known As. They love Sarah Palin and thought she was his running mate. They can’t identify Nancy Peelousy. They have no idea what Also Known As would do. Jay’s people don’t know whom we fought in World War II or when or who won.
Remarkably, they know they are ignorant, but their ignorance does not trouble them. On the contrary, when Jay’s questions expose it, they laugh, pleased with themselves, so they will do nothing to abate it. Their ignorance is “cool,” which, where I come from, has always meant, “not so hot.” They are potential slaves, waiting for some dictator to corral them. They will still be giggling inanely about how, like, cool it is, man, as they are put aboard the cattle cars.
Look with me at just one chapter in our history. Since millions of young, putative Americans – who stalk among us and vote – apparently know little if anything about World War II, my guess is that only a pitiful remnant has even heard of the siege of Malta in 1565, or could even find that historic island on a map.
In 1565, Islam is again threatening Europe. Muslim slavers are raiding the nations all along the Mediterranean, depopulating villages, taking white – white – white slaves. Indeed, the Muslims took white slaves as far away as Iceland. Imagine! Today you are in Reykjavik, blond, blue-eyed, enjoying the ice; a few days later you wake up with a knot on your head, the grandmother of all migraines, and you are a white slave in Morocco, eaten up with envy of the free blacks in the Congo.
More than two centuries later, the fledgling United States will fight its first war against these Muslim slavers and pirates. But now we are at Malta, it is 1565, and our host for this expedition is Michael Davies, who told the story at the 2002 Dietrich von Hildebrand Institute Symposia in New York. You could also consult The Great Siege, by Ernle Bradford (New York, Harcourt, Brace & World, 1962).
Malta, in the western Mediterranean, was Christian, like the Holy Land, which the Muslims had raped, robbed and conquered after almost seven centuries of hegemony by worshippers of Jesus. Its strategic location endangered the lucrative Muslim piracy and slavery racket. Maltese vessels were harrying Ottoman Empire piracy routes.
Suleiman the Magnificent – Vice-Regent of God on Earth, Lord of the Lords of East and West, and Possessor of Men's Necks, et cetera and so on – ruled Islam at the time and commanded the most awesome military force in the world. He sent 200 ships, 40,000 troops plus innumerable thousands of slaves and more than 6,000 elite Janissaries, the “Invincible Ones.”
Beside them were the drug-crazed Iayalars who wore the skins of wild beasts and whose raison d'etre was to reach paradise through death by slitting Christian throats in battle. Suleiman’s vengeance would be sweet and easy. Only 9,000 Christians waited to confront him, including 5,000 Maltese irregulars and 500 galley slaves. He would roll over them like the tide in the Bosporus, crush them; drown them in the sea.
Overcome by hubris, he may have overlooked the 700 knights of the Order of St. John of Jerusalem among them. Maybe he didn’t know about their leader, Grand Master Jean Parisot de la Valette, who had survived a year as a galley slave himself, sometimes rowing twenty hours a day stark naked in the bowels of a Muslim ship. De la Valette’s people hailed from Toulouse, which means he was French. What? Yes, French!
De la Valette told his Christian warriors this: “It is the great battle of the Cross and the Koran which is now to be fought. A formidable army of infidels are on the point of invading our island. We, for our part, are the chosen soldiers of the Cross, and if Heaven requires the sacrifice of our lives, there can be no better occasion than this. Let us hasten then, my brothers, to the sacred altar. There we will renew our vows and obtain by our faith in the sacred Sacraments, that contempt for death which alone can render us invincible.”
In May 1565, the Muslims arrived and assaulted Fort. St. Elmo, at the tip of what is now the Maltese capital Valletta on the north shore of Grand Harbor. The Muslims expected to take it in three days. It took thirty five. Every day the knights at St. Elmo held out gave the defenders at St. Angelo, the main base across the harbor, more time to prepare. At night, Valette sent reinforcements. Aware they were heading to certain death, they were grateful for the honor of dying there.
Word arrived that the help the Christians expected from Don Garcia de Toledo, Viceroy of nearby Sicily, would not come in time, if at all. On May 31, La Valette read this dispatch to his Council:
“We now know that we cannot look to others for our deliverance! It is only upon God and our own swords that we must rely. Yet this is no reason to be disheartened. Rather the opposite, for it is better to know the truth of one's situation than be deceived by specious hopes. Our faith and the honor of our Order are in our own hands. We shall not fail.”
The invaders pounded the walls to dust. Then they attacked, endless waves of screaming Muslims, trampling the bodies of their slain, across the moat into which the walls of St Elmo had slid. Each time the diminishing band of defenders fought them off, with pikes and battle-axes, firing muskets and dropping blocks of stone, throwing fire-hoops and cauldrons of boiling pitch that set the flowing robes of the Muslims ablaze and burned them to death like human torches. Michael Davies comments: “The pork-like odor of burning flesh filled the air.” Burning Muslims who smelled like pork?
Knight Rafael Salvage and Captain de Miranda arrived from Sicily with Viceroy Don Garcia's latest message to La Valette. Here is what they saw at St. Elmo: “The insupportable fatigues increasing, chiefly the whole night, and the burying in the parapets of bowels and limbs of men all torn to pieces and pounded by the hostile cannon, to such a pass had the hapless besieged been reduced; never stirring from their posts, but sleeping there and eating; with all other human functions; in arms always, and prepared for combat; . . . they had got so disfigured that they hardly knew each other any more. Ashamed of retiring for wounds not manifestly quite dangerous or almost mortal, those with the smaller bones dislocated or shattered, and livid faces bruised with frightful sores, or extremely lame and limping woefully; these miserably bandaged round the head, arms in slings, strange contortions—such figures were frequent and nearly general, and to be taken for spectres rather than living forms.”
On the 18th of June, La Valette called for volunteers to reinforce. Thirty knights along with 300 soldiers came forward, offering themselves for certain death. The original garrison of St. Elmo numbered 1,500. On Friday, June 22, 1565, a few hundred survivors remained. They sang hymns, prayed, defiantly tolled their chapel bell and prepared to meet Jesus. Those who could no longer stand were seated in chairs, fully armed. Incredibly, they managed to fight on for some hours. The Muslims had finally won the outpost but had lost precious time and thousands of their best troops.
Then the Muslim commander, Mustapha Pasha, made a fatal mistake. Raging at Christian impertinence, he decapitated the knights, raised their heads on spikes, crucified their officers to mock Jesus and floated their headless bodies across the harbor to Fort St. Angelo, where they washed up next morning. De La Valette responded with cannon.
It did little damage, but the Mohammedans were horrified when they saw what he was using for balls. They may have even recognized some of them. When his crucified knights washed up on shore, De La Valette decapitated the Muslim prisoners he was holding, threw their corpses into the sea and armed the cannon with their heads. Mustapha and his Mohammedans were enormously offended. Some of those missiles had belonged to friends.
De la Valette told his men to take no prisoners. Every day until the end of the siege they hanged one Turkish prisoner upon the walls of Medina. Aghast at the enormity of his losses to take so small a prize, Mustapha offered safe passage to the Knights if they would only surrender the island and leave. They refused.
The Grand Master told the knights this: “I will tell you now openly, my brethren, that there is no hope to be looked for except in the succor of Almighty God – the only true help. He who has looked after us until now, will not forsake us, nor will he deliver us into the hands of the enemies of the Holy Faith. We are soldiers and we shall die fighting. If, by any evil chance, the enemy should prevail, we can expect no better treatment than our brethren who were in St. Elmo. . . . Let no man think that there can be any question of receiving honorable treatment, or escaping with his life. If we are beaten, we shall all be killed. It would be better to die in battle than terribly and ignominiously at the hands of the conqueror.”
The siege continued, the target now St. Angelo, the fortified enclave of the knights on the southern side of Grand Harbor. No one anywhere has ever fought a battle more ferocious. The Mohammedans tunneled beneath the Christian defenses to bury a mine and blow the knights up. When the Muslims ignited it, on August 18th, the head of the mine was finally under the Bastion of Castile. It destroyed a vast section of the main wall. Muslim troops swarmed through the breach.
La Valette seized a pike and rushed from his post of command in Birgu towards the Bastion of Castile. About to give way, his soldiers saw the Grand Master at the head of some knights running towards the danger. They forgot their fear and stopped the invading Muslims.
A grenade injured La Valette in the leg. Men shouted, “The Grand Master is in danger!” From every side knights and soldiers came rushing to his aid. The Muslims staggered and fell back. “Withdraw, Sire, to a place of safety!” a knight shouted. “The enemy is already in retreat!” Limping, la Valette continued up the slope. “As long as their banners still wave in the wind,” he said, “I will not withdraw.”
Not until the Christians reoccupied the whole bastion and repaired the defenses did he agree to have his wound dressed. At dawn, when the Muslims finally withdrew, both fortresses were still in Christian hands. By the way, Grand Master Jean de la Valette was not only French; when he commanded Christian defenders at the siege of Malta he was seventy one years old. Are you striplings in your sixties embarrassed yet?
The siege lasted 112 days. More than 40,000 Muslims had arrived. Only some 10,000 returned to formerly Christian Constantinople. Almost 250 knights of the Order had been killed; the survivors were badly wounded or crippled for life. Of the original 9,000, barely 600 still could bear arms.
Michael Davies says this: “The Maltese were one with the Knights, determined, whatever the cost, to be rid of the Turkish invader, though of the nobles there is barely a word in contemporary records; presumably they sat it out in their palaces in Medina.” In other words, they were irrelevant. See my recent piece entitled, “Innocent Bystanders.”
All this happened in 1565, not long ago, a mere four hundred some years. Look at the map and you will see that the Christian triumph at Malta was one of the hallowed few that saved Western civilization. Another was the battle of Tours, where Mayor of the Palace Charles Martel, “the Hammer,” commanded the French knights who stopped the Muslim advance in 732.
There was the battle of Lepanto, in 1571, where the Christian fleet commanded by Don John of Austria defeated the Muslims. Miguel de Cervantes, wounded in that battle, would go home to write one of the greatest books of all time. And the next time you explain how many Polaks you need to screw in a light bulb, remember that without the Poles you would now be speaking Arabic. The Polish hussars commanded by King John Sobieski saved the West in 1683, when they stopped the advancing Muslims at the gates of Vienna.
Are you a Christian? Are you a man of the West? All of this is your history. Without it, you are what the conspiracy for world government wants. You are a Jay Leno interviewee, a giggling ignoramus, reveling in your ignorance, a parasite ripe for extortion and conquest, brainwashed to be exactly that in the nation’s communist government schools. You don’t know who and what you are; so you are nothing.What are you in possession of your history? I chose one example to narrate. As you read it did you not feel something elemental struggle to erupt? Did you not feel the feminism and political correctness and multiculturalism and affirmative action, the “religion of peace,” pansy preachers and make nice slough off? Notice that in the siege of Malta the knights saw no need to let bull dykes play games. Does your history not overwhelm all of that with righteous, masculine, inexhaustible Christian power?
The couple of years to come will require Christian warriors like Jean Parisot de la Valette and his knights. You are very fortunate because you just happen to be here right now. You have the chance to fight and maybe even to die in the same cause. History will make you the envy of Christendom.
Men of the West! Stand and fight!
Friday, 2 January 2009
the year of our Lord, two thousand and nine, time does fly!
The past year has been one of great upheaval, the fraud of 'finance' and fiat currency has been left discredited, the foolishness of men has been exposed for what it is, arrogance, ignorance and greed.
The foolishness of our 'rulers' continues, however. They have borrowed insane amounts of money to bail out failing and fraudulent companies, it is probably just a coincidence that the politicians and the CEOs of those companies are social acquaintances, having gone to the same schools, attending the same clubs and married to each others sisters and cousins!
These bailouts have failed, well they were bound to, the bailouts were in reality just a way of those company bosses getting this years bonus, the companies are still the same fraudulent Ponzi schemes they always were. Once these 'bailouts' failed, our 'great' leaders decided to print money and lower interest rates, in those United States this has led to what is in effect a negative return on money, with interest rates at 0.25% going as low as 0%.
This debasing of currencies is not new, it is something greedy governments and bankers have been indulging in for centuries, although in most cases the bankers and politicians were wise enough not to kill the goose that laid the golden eggs.
Our present crop of bankers and politicians seem to be very unwise, they have been consumed by their greed, their unholy desire to be rich beyond the most perverse dreams of even the most greedy of men, they have decided that they can avoid the fate of Wiemar Germany and squeeze us of what little wealth we have, just so that they can have more money in the bank.
They will rob us of our money by inflation, by 'quantative easing' and more tax rises, they will attempt to 'harmonise' tax rates in the EU, eradicate tax havens and strip us of any right to social assistance, no more dole or pensions for us, they will tell us that they can't afford it, although they will continue to afford to pay for their client base, the immigrants and the feckless who suck on the teat of state, sucking up our taxes so that they can do nothing.
Our rulers hate us, that is made plainer ever day, they rob us of our money, what little we have. However their hate is made clear by their desire to murder us when we are of no use to them. The recent episode in the Grand Duchy of Luxembourg makes it very clear what they think of us, these Satanists, those who hate us, have already coerced millions of European women to murder their children, this sin is an unforgivable sin, it is one thing to go out of your way to murder an innocent, it is another altogether to convince a weak minded woman that she must murder her child, just so you can have her in the workforce to do some mind numbing job and pay those Satanists their taxes.
But the Satanists are not happy with this level of murder, they want to make murder more mainstream, more acceptable, now they want to kill off the old and the sick and the disabled, they add nothing to the big money pot so they must go. So the Satanists want us to exterminate ourselves by encouraging people to be sexually promiscuous, thus degrading ourselves, but the media are there to tell us its all OK, because faith is nonsense anyway and only nasty judgmental hypocritical Christians would disapprove.
Then once we are degraded through constant casual sex, they want us to murder the children that result from this promiscuity, because every time this happens, our consciences are seared as with a hot iron, but this is all well and good for the Satanists, because the darker our souls become, the more like them we are.
So, the murder of the helpless continues on, first the unborn, now the sick, the lame, the old and the handicapped. The further our souls are seared, the closer to Hell we get.
The same Satanists use our money to fund an invasion of Europe by the barbarians, they use our money to fund Satan's aims of eradicating Christendom. The infidels, the worshipers of that demon Allah, are being used to swamp us in our own homes, the Christ haters who rule us not only intend to rob us of what little money we have, they intend to exterminate us, to defeat the Church, damn our souls and wave the flag of victory for the Devil.
The Satanists who rule Europe have allied themselves wholeheartedly with the incoming administration in Washington, this alone should be enough to forewarn us of what is to come.
Russia has been tested, and the Satanists have been found wanting, their power is not as great as they believed, they are quite weak, the only power they have is the fear they breed in us by their control of our minds via the media.
This year will be a crucial year for the Satanists, they are on the cusp of total victory, but they are also on the cusp of a great defeat, they have in many ways overplayed their hands, their aims are now quite plain to see.
This year could be the year of their downfall, let us pray that it is, for their victory will be a terrible thing, we would be enveloped in darkness for a very long age, their hate, their terror and their lies would poison everything that is beautiful, and the darkness would extinguish all light.
I am an optimist by nature, I see a great chance ahead of us this year, one where we could have the only chance in a very long time to wrest control from the Devil worshippers, the chance to destroy or at least weaken their hateful power.
Let us all hope and pray for victory this year.
God Bless and keep you all!