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I Am Not Tommy Robinson — But I Probably WILL Be!

I Am Not Tommy Robinson — But I Probably WILL Be! published on

Dear Pinheaded Liberals,

Going out on a limb, i am assuming that most of you are not evil, just really, really stupid. I am assuming that most of you dogfaces — unlike your filthy, lying Top Brass — actually care about things like freedom, equality, and so on. I am assuming that, unlike the elites you seem to love so much, you actually give a toss about the poor, the homeless, and all those A-rabs rendered lifeless by neo-con scum like W and O. This, i realize, may be a basket of unwarranted assumptions, but in dark times one has to try to look on the bright side.

So, going on the assumption that most of you are actually well-meaning fools as opposed to ill-meaning psychopaths, imagine this. Ten years from now, a certain liberal figure ( let’s call him Mr. Knucklehead Pastrami ) attends a protest against capitalist evil. Mr. Pastrami does nothing wrong, but somehow ends up arrested and charged with trying to start a riot, or littering, or spitting on the sidewalk, or wearing an unfashionable hat – whatever bullshit excuse they can find for charging him with, in essence, being anti-establishment.

How will you react to this news? You won’t. You won’t because you won’t know that it has happened. You won’t know because the State will have placed a gag order on the media. Sure, a few rebellious corners of the internet will risk arrest by mentioning it, but you, being liberals not Leftists, most likely are not frequenting those tiny, obscure websites. But, hey, who knows? Some of the major “liberal” sites like CNN might get a few stories out before the gag is put in place, right? Sure, they might – but they won’t be keeping them up once the gag is in place. Fearing prosecution and a cell next to poor old Knucklehead’s, they will simply pull those stories down and replace them with the much dreaded “404 – Freedom not found.”

As a result, all that you will know is that Mr. Pastrami has become mysteriously silent, and after a few months, distracted by the “radical, awesome and transformative” political proclamations being Tweeted by Hollywood’s phony Leftists, you will forget that poor old Knucklehead even existed. More importantly, you will soon forget all that liberal claptrap he used to spew…

This, my post-modern liberal friends, is the future that you are building when you fail to speak out against the gag order currently in place against any British reporting on the recent arrest and jailing of Far Right agitator Tommy Robinson. For now, at least, reporting will be allowed after the trial Robinson was reporting on is over, but with any luck – and you can bet this is what the bastards are counting on – by then everyone will have forgotten about Mr. Robinson and the fact that the press were gagged for weeks, even months. And that’s just the state of things as they stand. It is quite possible that we will soon see permanent gag orders placed on the arrest and jailing of political figures. Note that my concern lies mostly with the gag order. Perhaps Robinson’s arrest was justified, perhaps not. What matters here is that the British people are being kept in the dark regarding his arrest and imprisonment. And while for now it is a British problem, you are fools if you think it can’t happen in the U.S. and Europe. Even in countries where the law does not currently allow it, all that’s needed is a few changes in said law. Not hard to do in the U.S, for example, if Fox backs it for “national security reasons” and CNN backs it for the sake of “protecting minorities.”

As expected, pretty much the only people making noise about this atrocious development are the right wingers, proving once again that some sort of IQ exchange has taken place over the last few years and that it is now the right wing of politics that is not quite as dumb as a pile of bricks. Amongst the many things you liberals and pseudo-leftists have forgotten is that there is a thing called precedent. Not the legal kind, but the far more dangerous psychological kind. Once the folks have gotten accustomed to seeing such gags in place, they will be used more and more often to stop the public knowing what is happening to various enemies of the state until it is too late to do anything about it.

The other thing you latte-sipping, kale-munching types are ignoring is that an establishment run by a bunch of lily white Anglicans is highly unlikely to have any genuine concern for a bunch of brown Muslims. Hell, Britain’s establishment figures don’t even care about their fellow white Anglicans, much less about a bunch of Mohammads! But, thanks to your stupidity, they get away with pretending to care so they have your support while they manipulate you into a position somewhere between utter silence and a cold prison cell. Listen up, boys and girls – this is a key point. Make no mistake, this is ultimately NOT about silencing the right wing, it is about silencing ALL dissent, especially liberal or Leftist dissenters that dare to go outside the confines of the establishment’s beloved Identity Politics. Today it is Robinson getting the blackout treatment for opposing Islamic radicalism, tomorrow it will be YOU for daring to complain about the disappearing jobs, or cuts in welfare payments, or lack of low cost housing, or yet another mass slaughter of unsuspecting Tabouli-munchers. Your leaders will remain safe as they are about as truly liberal as a gang of Wall St bankers, and care about the poor even less than you care about the cockroaches living under your fridge. This is about YOU. This is about silencing your voices. This is about consigning your concerns to the dumpster of history. This is about making your future an authoritarian, neo-feudal hell. Hence it is incumbent on you to get off your well-fed asses and speak up about what is being done to Tommy Robinson – because tomorrow, you will be Tommy Robinson.

P.S

Here is the gag order – feel free to print it out and wipe your ass with it…

tommy robinson reporting restriction

P.P.S

Stephen Yaksface-Lennon is Robinson’s real name, but you probably already know that.

Who’s the REAL retard?

Who’s the REAL retard? published on

Picture this. A middle class dude in possession of what he foolishly considers to be a good education is walking along minding his own business, when he is approached by a retarded man. The retarded chap proceeds to act like a total fool — jumping up and down, waving his arms wildly, uttering utter gibberish and so on. The middle class dude, in his smug superiority, just stands there laughing at this poor, benighted creature. Meanwhile, the poor, benighted creature’s confederate quietly sneaks his hand into our genius’ pocket, and walks away with his wallet. Now, you tell me – who’s the real retard? The guy feeling all smug and superior, or the guy who a few minutes from now will be in possession of half the contents of our “well-educated” pigeon’s wallet?

As you may have divined by now, the “retarded” man is a tall, rather overweight chap with a striking head of hair and skin bearing a hue usually found on a popular cornmeal-based snack food. Yes, folks, President Cheeto has struck again! Funny how this supposedly very stupid man never does anything stupid enough to cause himself serious damage, isn’t it? He never says, “Damn, i hate them niggers!” or “Fuck deporting the Mexicans and the Muslims, let’s just kill them all!” No. Every time this supposed mountebank puts on his big red nose it seems to be to his advantage, or at least not to any significant disadvantage! How about that? Either he’s saying something that most folks agree with – such as referring to shit-hole countries as shit-hole countries – or saying something that distracts us from what his buddies in congress are getting up to! It is never something fatally “stupid,” something that could end his political life — like deciding that the best way to cross a busy highway is with his eyes closed! I’m no Mr. Ed, but that seems a strange kind of stupidity to me…

Now, am i under the impression that President Cheeto is a genius, stable or otherwise? No, but what i do know is that while his supposedly intelligent critics were busy defending shit-holes and uploading pictures of Mr. Ed to Twitter, President Cheeto’s confederates were busy doing things that said critics would have had a big problem with – had they not been so distracted at the time. Some will argue that while feigned stupidity may be a tactic some times used by politicians, Trump’s stupidity is so often on display that, surely, it must be the genuine article! My answer to that is “No, you bunch of mouth-breathing pinheads!” First, i refer you to the above comment on how Trump never does anything fatally stupid, and secondly i must point out that this may be precisely how Trump wants you to think! If a clearly intelligent man like Obama suddenly starts acting like an idiot, the smarter observers will suspect that something is up. But if someone who has gone out of his way to establish himself as the village idiot acts really dumb, it’s just another day in Idiotville. Going back to the little story at the beginning of this article, the “retard” doesn’t just act retarded when his confederate is present, but also the rest of the time. That way, when his sneaky-handed friend comes around, everyone has their guard down because it’s nothing special, just the village idiot being himself again. Far as this little piggy is concerned, when one takes a cool-headed, objective look at the situation it is clear that while our orange Messiah may not be a “stable genius,” neither is he sitting on a park bench wondering what’s inside that box of chocolates. And speaking of chocolates, his buddies – both Republican and Democrat – just handed him a big box of the things by giving him greater powers to spy on American citizens…

See them chocolates right here, but no touching – they belong to Donnie and his Democratic successors.

A Follow Up To “A Minor Run-in With Some Thugs In Blue”

A Follow Up To “A Minor Run-in With Some Thugs In Blue” published on

A Guest Post By My Manager, Michael Claymore.

 

So, after yesterday’s unpleasant incident with some Sydney cops, i decided to make a complaint to Coles over their reporting me for…er…stealing my own stuff. According to Coles, the cops seem to have been fully responsible. Seems they were running some grotesque operation wherein they check large backpacks just to, you know, harass folks. Now, while i am inclined to believe the Coles people, the fact that the cops were so convinced i was up to something suggests more than a random check. Perhaps one of the cops, all of whom were in plain clothes, was lurking around the store and was the idiot who made the mistake of thinking my box was not my box. So now, not only does it seem that these cops are jerks who go around trying to escalate situations by calling people dickheads, but at least one them is an idiot who has no idea what he is doing! I wrote yesterday that my view of cops had hit a new low — today it is even lower. Not only are these guys bullying thugs who insult citizens by asking them if they are pedophiles walking around with a hard drive full of kiddy porn, they are also a bit thick.

And what the fuck are they doing searching people just for having large backpacks?!?! Since when does that make anyone a suspect? I am truly shocked and horrified that cops are allowed to do this in what is supposed to be a free country. Searched, accused and harassed just for having a big bag? Not acceptable. As fascinating a train wreck as the US is, i really must start paying a bit more attention to the shit that goes down on my own doorstep.

Screencap of messages from Coles below. Station name has been erased to make it less likely that i will end up in a ditch with a loaded banana in my hand.
coles on cops searching backpack

A Minor Run-in With Some Thugs In Blue

A Minor Run-in With Some Thugs In Blue published on

A Guest Post By My Manager, Michael Claymore.

I should point out that this is an edited version of a piece i have uploaded to various sites and cloud storage services. In the full piece, i mention the main officer’s full name as well as the locality of the store. This is done in case the thugs in question decide to escalate things and i end up in a hamburger somewhere. As for outing them publicly, Australia has some ridiculously tough defamation laws so i ain’t gonna. Also, the thugs in question know where i live. And they have guns. And i don’t. Heh.

I should also point out that no fists or bullets flew. This is an example of the kind of shit that cops pull on citizens every day, yet which never makes it onto YouTube because it is just not juicy enough.

So, i’m at a certain Coles store somewhere in Sydney. I come out, and am stopped by five cops in plain clothes. Seems someone claimed i stole something from Coles. Bad handling of a delicate situation by the assholes at Coles, especially given that the box i was seen putting in my bag was a box that i had brought in with me. Ooops, someone apparently has shit for brains. Anyway, the Stormtroopers of the Plutocracy interviewed me, searched me, found i had stolen a very large amount of nothing, and let me go, though not without some ill-feeling.

Unlike the one other time i have been stopped and questioned by the cops – for taking a walk late at night in my own neighborhood – this situation was not so civil. First, there was the sheer number of cops – five, from what i could see. Why so many cops are necessary to talk to one un-armed man accused of a non-violent crime i do not know – from what i have seen on the streets, usually it’s just two, so i can only guess that they were trying to be as intimidating as possible. Now, while i probably shouldn’t have called the shockingly fresh-faced thugs the “High School Squad,” this is what happens when someone with a tendency to handle conflict with humor is confronted by half a dozen armed young men. And call me crazy, but if one of these peach-fuzzed young thugs found himself surrounded by half a dozen armed bikies – especially if he himself was not in possession of a gun – he probably wouldn’t have gotten sarcastic, he would just have shit himself. Now here’s the thing. While the guy in charge, a bloke who claims to be a Constable X. ( i say “claims to be” because he showed me no ID with his name on it, just flashed a badge that could have come out of a Corn Flakes packet, for all i know ) was fairly civilized about things (that’s civilized for a cop, not for a normal human being) at least one of the younger cops called me a dickhead and a slob behind my back! It’s better than being shot while trying to pull your pants up, but is this really the kind of young man that we want becoming a police officer? Someone who tries to escalate rather than de-escalate the situation by openly insulting and taunting a civilian? I don’t think so. As he was not standing in front of me, i cannot say who the guilty party was, but he clearly does not belong on the force. I suspect that if he does stay on the force, he will one day make the front pages for all the wrong reasons. Like an Australian version of this guy…

Mitch Brailsford – Mesa P.D’s Cop of the Year
Mitch Brailsford – Mesa P.D’s Cop of the Year

Thanks to the way that cops regularly get away with cold-blooded murder – believe me, we have plenty of our own Mitch Brailsfords down here in Wombatland – my opinion of them was not high to begin with. Now it is even lower. Seems to me that partly by turning up in such unreasonably large numbers, and partly through verbal abuse, they were trying to provoke a situation in which they hoped i might freak out and do something “justifying” use of force. And here’s the main thing. Everyone always says “Oh, it’s a minority of bad apples!” But i didn’t see the guy in charge tell his underling to stop calling me a dickhead! No, he just turned the other way and is therefore complicit in the other cop’s behavior. Like it or not, this is probably how things go with much more serious cases of police misbehavior. One guy does the shooting, the others pretend it did not happen. This is why you hardly ever see a case where a cop outs another cop for brutality – it is always a citizen, usually one with a camera. And for every case where there is a member of the public with a camera, there are at least several that happen in dark alleys or deserted houses, in which someone gets shot dead by a trigger-happy psychopath in blue, and then gets a gun planted on his bullet-riddled corpse. Now, i have no way of knowing for certain if the cops who tried to turn this minor situation into something bigger are looking to fill citizens full of tax-payer-funded lead, but i am nonetheless pretty glad this all went down in front of dozens of witnesses.

I should also point out that they saw the hard drive and flash drive that i use to back up my drawings and writings and implied they might be full of child pornography! More of that typical combination of provocation, contempt and intimidation, you see. This grotesque thing was implied when one of the underlings asked Constable X, “You know what i’m thinking?” Yeah, Mr. Stormtrooper, we all know what you are thinking. One of them also asked if i was on a CPR, which according to Google stands for “Child Protection Register,” which is apparently a register for “persons convicted of a nominated violent or sexual offence against a child.” In other words, they question a guy who doesn’t properly respect their authoritah…

cartman aka your typical cop

…and immediately suggest he is a fucking pedophile! Of course, since i wasn’t on the register they gave me everything back and – for now at least – my fetish for black women with inordinately large breasts remains a secret known only to myself and a few black women with inordinately large breasts. Now that i think about it, for all i know they cloned the drives behind my back and are now busy planting photos of disemboweled kittens all over said clones! As with the numbers and the swearing, this roundabout way of calling me a pedo also seems like an attempt to escalate the situation. After all, what are the chances that actual pedos are walking around malls with drives full of kiddy porn? The chances are very small, but a cop looking for trouble will grasp at anything – i should perhaps consider myself lucky that they didn’t shoot me dead for wearing the wrong brand of sneakers.

Like i suggested at the start, i ain’t Daniel Shaver, i am at the other end of the continuum – you know, the end that can still breathe – but this sad little incident does give us a glimpse of the shit that so many everyday folks have to put up with from the bully boys with the licenses to kill. For me, this is the first time i ran into a pig who acted like a real swine, but there are ‘hoods where such behavior is an almost daily occurrence. Places where people – mostly males, and many of them in possession of too much melanin – get harassed, humiliated, and provoked so regularly that when one of the piggies gets a bullet upside the head from the friendly neighborhood drug lord, all the folks can do is cheer. It may not be pretty to see such actions cheered – especially when it’s not usually one of the deadlier pigs getting slaughtered – but i can sure as fuck see where the anger comes from. As for me, i ain’t about to go postal over such a minor incident, but the next time i see a cop surrounded by thugs from one of the rival gangs, i will just keep a-walkin’. Hell, i won’t even waste my money calling him an ambulance.

Michael Claymore
The Pigman’s Manager and, apparently, a dangerous criminal.
Sydney, Australia
21 December, 2017