By Stanley Collymore
Ofcom even vaguely denying
that its board members: all
of whom are handpicked
and royalist sycophants,
characteristically generally out of
touch with reality and, markedly
too, the kind of ordinary society
that they actually, individually,
virulently and unquestionably
malevolently rather naturally
despise; while rather relative
to themselves, they're solidly
nothing more extraordinary
than essentially so, pathetic
jobsworths and undeniably
the discernible products of
corrupt nepotism casually
but firmly conjoined with
rampant cronyism. Fitted
with as much credibility,
I'd say, or actually could;
quite outrageously lying
in other words - as were
Count Dracula to say: he
had no interest in blood.
(C) Stanley V. Collymore
3 September 2021.
Author's Remarks:
There's an old Barbadian saying inculcated into us Bajans over generations, and still is, from childhood and along these lines to instill in us the difference between ostentatious sham and genuinely real substance.
Take a hog and its sow, hose or wash them down conspicuously; thereafter physically groom them both meticulously; dress them up in the most expensive finery there is and afterwards socially take them both to a most exclusive gathering held in the grandest of buildings.
Irrespective of this outstandingly luxurious treatment both this hog and its sow will inevitably do what all swine do - defecate on the floor of the location they're in; because with them doing so is innate and therefore comes quite naturally. Because even though it's quite possible to take the pig out of its pig-sty it's none the less wholly irrational to contemplate far less so expect to ever realistically do so and successfully take what's truly the ingrained environment of the pig-sty out of those pigs.
Britain's so-called media watchdog, in no way remotely dissimilar from all the other nepotistic, cronyism and sycophantic quangos that proliferate and non-meritocratically infest the country, along with their likeminded hacks, scum-chums, are literally and figuratively in every respect just as inimical and identical to those pigs that we Bajans were/are morally, cautiously, constructively and quite inspirationally taught of and equally seriously warned about while aptly growing up as Bajan children.
And why the dearth of such moral rectitude across Britain has actually left an allegedly white master race Britain still stuck in and similarly so with its dysfunctional and rather ludicrous, barbarous delusions of grandeur.
Piers Morgan, who despite being a supposed married man, nevertheless obsessively and in classic bullying mode like the narcissist stalker that he is, is fully at liberty to have Meghan living absolutely rent free in his head and hold what opinions he has of her for her rejection of him which his bloated ego couldn't and still can't take; but it doesn't follow that his views of her conjoined with those of the plethora of totally racist inspired ones by Britain's deluded and pathetic master racers and their expatriate genocider kith and kin in delusional Terra nullius cesspits like Australia for example, make these unfounded assertions right. And so-called freedom of speech, which essentially means their sick and twisted points of view solely, must be the only ones that matter, doesn't cut any ice with me.
And Ofcom unsurprisingly upholding the antics of a pretty nasty and evil burke who hacked dead Millie Dowler's phone and claims to be patriotic while publishing fake stories about British soldiers and assisting Piers in portraying himself as a paragon of virtue? What next Ofcom? Promoting the gong (s) that Piers Morgan and likewise yourselves are assiduously after; then re-writing contemporary history and publicly saying the country got it all wrong too about JIMMY SAVILE, who allegedly was a very misunderstood man like Piers Morgan is?
Typical British Patriot: the likes of Piers Morgan; happy to defend Britain to the last drop of someone else's blood but never his own. And in case you're interested I voluntarily served with the Royal Air Force of my own free will, but didn't do so because I needed a job, I didn't; and certainly not out of some misguided notion of imperialistic loyalty to some antiquated and hereditary monarchy! So stick that where the sun doesn't shine!
And to those who asininely say if I don't like Britain why be here? Many of you, as you found out under Maggie Thatcher's scam painfully know the relationship between a mortgager and mortgagee; and for 396 continuous years - since 1625 - England and subsequently the UK have been mortgaged to the hilt where Barbados is concerned not least so our sole financial funding of the English Industrial Revolution. I won't waste my time giving intellectually challenged morons a history lesson, but in a country Britain, and specifically England where the only indigenous item of value is Magna Carta, everything else barbarically stolen, it's predictable from your perspective that you dim-witted idiots love being ensconced in your delusional world of existence.
Thankfuly, and for which I initially played a role and still naturally, enthusiastically do, Barbados will on the 30 November 2021 happily and rather permanently on its 55th Anniversary of Independence sever those 396 continuous years - the longest between first England, and later after the UK was formed, and their connection with any other country - and become what we all want and essentially are.
A truly stable, highly educated, 100% literacy rate the UK's is 67% and rapidly falling, hardly surprising when you read comments as well as headlines in rags like the Daily Mail; great health service, free and universal education to all Bajans regardless of where in the world they were born, at all levels: kindergarten to postgraduate; the world's largest number of centenarians and the list goes on - but a REPUBLIC this time.
So I'm your mortgager who spends minimal time in England - birth rite and all the rest of it - and sure as hell am not your friend! And don't mind in the least candidly telling you so!
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