DO YOU LOVE YOUR COUNTRY? – PATRICK BRIGHAM LIVE

An interesting question, when all I can see about me is mayhem, mendacity, exaggeration and contempt. But, contempt for what?

Mayhem; well, all you have to do is read a newspaper or switch on the telly to understand that Great Britain is now becoming Little Britain, and the biggest joke in the western world. Mayhem; caused by little mealy mouthed opportunists who seem to care little for what happens to UK PLC, as long as they get their way.

Many don’t seem awfully British to me, and seem to have come from another country a generation or so before, who elegantly claim to possess great love, respect and patriotic fervour – towards their new found home – claiming to represent centuries of hard earned British democracy and the rule of law, in order to destroy it.

With a glibness of tongue which far exceeds the machinations US spin doctor Kellyanne Conway, and her alternative fact theory, it seems that turning the truth on its head is no longer enough for wannabe cabinet ministers, in what’s remaining of a doomed British Tory party. The ship of fools, as it has recently been so stylishly described, which looks more like the crew of a pirate ship – in the doldrums and without a compass – now desperately turn their attention to the dark art of mendacity.

Unbelievable Choices

Or lying, in modern speak, it seems that no matter how many times a lie is corrected by some indisputable authority, it is repeated again the next day by the same gob-shit politician, again and again. And, with a hot line to heaven, it seems that there are even those who are convinced that everything will turn out for the best, because they say so!

“Trust me Guv, I wouldn’t sell you an old banger, would I?”

The association of Auther Daley and the present day Conservative Party, or his love affair with Margaret Thatcher in the TV programme Minder, seems more redolent as the days pass. Except that Thatcher would never have condoned the present Tory Cowboy Outfit, and it’s incumbent crew, nor the way it has saught to humiliate the institutions and devalue the history of our very gallant country.

I used to think that Westminster and parliament were the watchdog of a society which, prone to go astray from time to time, could rely on honest men and women to keep it safe. Now, the opposite seems to be the case, and it is the country itself, together with a strong media that is keeping Great Britain safe from the fools, opportunists, and scoundrels who inhabit the political limelight.

But Hark, I hear you say. The doves of peace are cooing in the grey dawn, and there is now renewed hope for the new day. Yes, and it comes in the guise of the Law Lords and the Supreme Court of the land. Eleven crusty’s have informed our illustrious Prime Minister Quasimodo Johnson, that he is a mendacious toad, has lied to the Queen, and his suspension of Parliament is but a blank sheet of paper that has been presented to the Privy Council, and is totally null and void.

Now there is hope, instead of joining in the destruction of our democracy, making grand speeches, and or acting like a disgruntled whore, it is time for parliament to get-to-grips with reality, and fight back using any means at their disposal to unseat this appalling man and his gang of charlatans and have an election. It will clear the air, then perhaps the country will be properly governed, and sanity restored to the corridors of power.

LETS RID OURSELVES OF THIS JAPING FOOL