it's good to burn bridges when they're built by bastards who occupy cozy offices in central london office blocks
it's good to burn bridges when they're built by agencies who occupy anything but spaces of self-reflection
and who are incapable of respecting the enemies we face to such an extent that they then see ... ... they always see themselves
as better than anyone else and thus will remain inferior forever to everyone out there far or near who ever you'll find out here at all
because british intelligence is anything but ... and british intelligence is stuck in that rut ... well it is ...
... of empire and suchlike and then it's the pleasant island and verdant and stuff and so well ... they say and oh they may
but actually not at all at all and so then again as eyesight dulled and vision quite blinded and sullied and hidden and quite blinkered and suffering
as if the tree of oak itself is rotting from the core and nothing more is to be done when all is sung and said
and just the well-read remain as saviours who actually can't any more anyways in a country where the rule of law is no longer treasured by the enforcers of the same
never mind the citizens they once said they served and so it's as if it's a stain on the country's disdain in respect of anything that might truly lead to life and its wily interventions
greater now it's true than the declensions of the idiots who run this country through influence not politics like the strata of medieval wastes grossly uncovered
as they make haste oh they do to run the lives of me and you as badly as one might wish to conceive
because they have no idea at all and they really have none worth talking of whilst instead of chasing the real criminality they prefer to focus on you and me
saying our desire for privacy makes us just as dangerous as those they let slip in cities of the north and others of balding and silly nick
and as they did so terribly that day and as they claimed to rue the horror anyhow and every way they let the bad they lost sight of at such cost
bomb to awful bits the innocents of terror whilst all this time they've feathered their own closets and offices into things quite truly grand and fine
as if the most important thing today in all our democracy of hey and wow is to show how good their taste in interior decoration
enables their decidedly stylish and cool creatively fabulous comforts of label rule over the safety of the ordinary citizens who find themselves utterly unable any more
dying hopelessly in the gutters as they are of the homeless and the buggered that end up left all to one side by the men of british intelligence
who knowing all they have all these years of strife actually and truly and forcefully and cruelly really really don't give a fuck
What MI5 assured us in 2020What the UK and US authorities now argue just this weekWhat I argued in 2023What I have experienced since 2002How they do itThe final outcome
i was born without asking to the country i grew up to love as a britain which deserved the adjective of great because it strove to do good across the political spectrum for every citizen and so i felt proud of being british i did
but now the tawdry and brexit-ridden have renamed my nation-state and i can no longer call myself the nationality i was born to: for i am now officially uk-ish
but what prideful claim can that deliver when -ish becomes a "sort of" instead of a proclamation of historical courage and grit and of the terrible determinations forged in times of awful warfare where everyone of us cared for everyone of us and no one was ever less for owning less
for this is the patriot's lament: how the savagely thoughtless political class we now have upon us brutally operate on us as they do from the boardrooms of foul directorships and sailing-ships run with the dirty monies of foreign largesse embedded and encrusted in a society of the most debilitated
and as it witnesses the illegitimate invasions of not-so-distant lands we must remember that whilst hitler and that other russia (being the same russia after all) were enemies easy to espy and define as such today's dictators of equally abusive bent wear suits of the nicest and tread stages of the finest and rub shoulders with the tech monsters of the cruellest
and so as the patriot i am does lament the falling away of what it once was to be british and proud of the fact with tact too that in a hard world being such was a foundation stone of democracy still as that patriot of kindly encouragement i hold out hope that there may resurge good forces in the land i refuse to rename the uk because myself i never will be uk-ish in that ambiguity of reclusive criminality that i now bear witness to
because being british born and british bred my head tells me i shall always remain conscious of the FOUR nations that SHOULD make up freely our federation of beautiful and collective future-present wisdoms
where the past may no longer need to hang heavily over what we show to the rest of the world and our own heads all may equally be held higher than the recent past allows
for what has been and what we've seen can just as easily be a manual of instructions of what NOT to do as it currently serves those who serve themselves abusively of the rest of us in respect of how better to constrict our aspirations to do good in a world which desperately needs our would: being where we find again the bravery that being british once meant ...
... before the patriot's lament rang out deeply and profoundly riven as it now is with the gravity and sadness of lives disposed of cheaply and carelessly by business and political leaders both who continue to choose the roads of personal enrichment over public service
and so it is and so it may be that all of us being you and me and we together might find that retribution for evil deeds need NOT contain the vengeance of the gods of old for we could remember that british bred and british born and having once been the mother of all parliaments and so fine with this aspiration as we furthered a step-by-step process of moving slowly but utterly sure we may return once again to being ... this GREAT BRITAIN!
Hope today is a better day for us all, even as we must always commemorate its awful awful tragic and terrifying past.
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I’m currently focussing on two markets: Britain and Sweden. Note: this is NOT a translation service but a brand-new quality control plus more traditional proofreading service in one for English content, whether created by native speakers or by those for whom English is a second or third communication skillset.
To summarise
We take English-language documentation from our clients — whether developed by them in-house or with their agencies — and ensure it’s both functionally and linguistically fit for our clients’ target audiences: usually (though not necessarily) C-suite decision-makers.
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If this is something you’d like to use, and you’re not in the UK or Sweden, we can invoice in euros and US dollars, too.
Our plan is to focus on the first two markets and then expand to others. But if demand emerges elsewhere sooner, of course we’ll follow the trail wherever it takes us.