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Banzai you've really caught Camerons true soul in that image ...well done >
If Scotland votes yes, let this be the national anthem:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bw2o_Go4QWI
I heard that "in a big country dreams stay with you like a lover's voice fires the mountainside..."
Wonder if the Bank of England has enough Au in reserve to make a life size statue of him?
Lord knows he has enough accumulated wax that occupies the space between his ears for Madame Tussauds to make a "life-size" replica of him if the gold project never works out!
Well done Sir!...
It's hard for slave owners to relinquish their grip....YES - all the way, please...
You don't think slave owners leave any democratic votes to chance do you?!
this 50/50 opinion poll BS happens on every issue.. the 'swing voters will decide it' horseshit ...democracy is rigged all the way to the bank(sters)
5 generations ago a Scot took a 2 year commitment on a whaling ship and finished the voage at one of the whaling villages in New England. He of course, took his cut on a ship load of whale oil and intended to go on another trip when he met a woman and married her instead of going back out again. He instead went to work as a stove molder, his son also took up the skill and became manager of that plant, then took over management of a new plant in Levenworth, Ks.
He retired from that assignment and then homesteaded in Beaver County, Oklahoma, being the only educated man at that time, the Supreme Court of the US assigned him the "only civil authority" over the panhandle of Oklahoma.
I have a spear he obtained off the coast of Africa, his gold retirement watch and his Winchester 32/20 rifle that he had many gun fights with, to include a bank robbery by Billy the Kid, a rampaging Cheyenne raiding party lead by an indian chief known as "Mean Black Dog" and many other documented stories.
BTW, the woman the Brittish officer murdered in the Braveheart movie madien name was "Braidwood", and sent William Wallace on his anti British rampage. The Great great grandfather I spoke earlier about also was named Braidwood. There is also a castle in Scotland that the original name was Braidwood.
Needless to say, I support independence, as they drove my forefathers out and off their land, being Cheyenne also, I am for a recovery of the land from the Brit movement also. There apparently are only 17 large landowners in Scotlland, all with Brittish names, I will the first to support reclaim of the land they took by force 300 years ago as well as the Cheyenne land reclaim process!
NO its not about oil, it about the land!
Great work, William, as alway, keep pouring it to "em!
You seem to speak English quite well.
And American...
Belguim's Dutroux Elite Pediphile and Child Rape Affair: a Road Map for Deep State Criminality
http://winteractionables.com/?p=14667
I'd prefer referendums where you can vote "YES", "NO", "ASK ME LATER AGAIN", "REPHRASE THE QUESTION AND ASK AGAIN" and "THIS ISSUE IS MORE IMPORTANT AT THE MOMENT: _________" with the possibility of checking multiple boxes
after all, when asked, I'm partaking to a sovereign act. Now if a minister asks the Absolute Ruler a Question, does he have to give immediately an answer, whatever the question is? Perhaps if the Ruler is a bit gaga, or a minor and ward of the ministers, then yes. Yet a grown up should have more leeway to procrastinate, or tell the minister that the question should be actually phrased differently, or that it's a valid question but not an urgent question, and so on. Perhaps it's me, I don't know
No no no, not all this again, why does this have to be so difficult. Look. You have a choice. Rice crispies or corn flakes.
Now which will it be?
Maybe an appeal for a 'not particularly interested', or 'I could go either way' box too ;-)
I can see a Scottish Airways Boeing777 going missing. It's a long way to Diego Garcia, might have to refuel.
Come on Scotts, liberty-minded people of the world hope for a resounding YES today. VOTE YES and lead the change! History will recognize your strength and bravery once again.
Interesting, the vote isn't anywhere near as undecided here on ZH as the international media is taking such great pains to paint it being in Scotland.
Poor Kim Chong Un, being compared to this disgusting spineless protoplasmic jelly is derogating even for him.
Y U Naw vote
right on, WB...chairman cameron has a nice ring to it. and i'm happy you favored us with a mock-up of #10 downing's etonian, draped in revolutionary moaist drag, fisting someone just out of frame; as it fits in nicely with something that's been nagging at poor ole janus, and it gives me a chance to better thresh out my thinking on this whole issue -- without getting too far off topic.
some think it's a sin to deviate from Hedger orthodoxy on any given subject. certainly, we don't have a platform, nor do we automatically fold to one side or the other (when the options are binary); but, more often than not, a quasi-consensus is formed pertaining to all the world's raging debates -- and woe unto him who forces friction upon the juggernaut of consensus once it's formed round here.
no doubt about it, janus's tepid endorsement of the 'no' vote seems to contravene my central political philosophy (horizontal dispersal of smashed vertical hierarchies), and, taken at face-value, the contravention appears to be a cut-and-dried example of philosophical inconsistency. but, in my defense, this particular stance has little to do with philosophy and more to do with a cowardly insecurity that flows like an undertow, sucking all of my idealism back into the roiling seas of reality, real-politik(s) and my occidental orientation.
when we go about plotting the dissolution and participating in the denouement of this current world order, we often forget to factor in a very big something: power, and its tendency to occupy a vacuum. we sometimes pretend that, once this mendacious bunch of bureaucratic baboons and bankers is locked in the stocks and their wicked world order is left totally bereft, there'll suddenly emerge a halcyon age of egalitarianism and enlightenment and equality...as if magically and of its own accord. we fantasize that things will naturally settle into a sort of utopian stasis, and that there aren't competing visions awaiting the west's destitution and abasement.
and so it's difficult for janus to enthusiastically rally for the total disintegration of the west whilst these other competing visions consolidate. in spite of its many and all-too abundant flaws, there are some things (actually, many-many things) about western civilization that i happen to cherish. consequently, this vote and its outcome are not isolated within the narrow confines of some idealistic philosophy...that is to say, ideally, yes, a 'yes' vote is the right thing to do, were it not for the clusterfuck that swirls continually in the wider world. more pointedly, this is a development i'd certainly favor AFTER the ecumenical economic collapse soon to grip every corner of the globe...at a time when the smashing and dispersal of power can be managed independent the supervision of our new slavic or sino overlords.
the implications of a sino/slavic world order are, for janus, potentially catastrophic. as a cab-driver, i have to think these things all the way through. for example, i out-right refuse to exchange my converted cop-cruiser in for a rickshaw -- i hear they're awful on the lower back and can play havoc with one's elbows. furthermore, i look dreadful in a fu-man-chu moustache (hell, even fu-man-chu himself couldn't pull off that zany facial-hair fetish). i consider rice a side dish. insects, varmits and critters of every sort are absolutely forbidden on my plate. i think public spitting should carry the death penalty. being called 'round-eye' is an affront i will not tolerate.
and as for the possibility of a russo-realm, i imagine i'd soon be deported to some grim gulag, wherein i'd be reeducated to embrace borsch as a palatable dish. additionally, i will never accept russian roulette as a national pastime. worst of all, when attempting to communicate with russians, it's almost as if they're speaking another language...i swear, those people misspell and mispronounce every single word they write or utter -- i can't make sense of any of it. if you people thought blacks and ebonics were a problem, just go pick up a copy of pravda or listen to a putin speech -- they absolutely butcher the english language...it's all just incoherent jibberish.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPlMmwOq7U8
i was gambling in havana/
i took a little risk/
send lawyers, guns & money/
to get me out of this...,
janus
I was sitting on the tram (A tram is an electric bus that gets its power from overhead cables, while a bus has its own engine) one day in Cheboksary, when two stout women with transit uniforms on approached me. They had armbands on their arms. Were the armbands red? I don't think so, but taht's how I remember it.
"Pass!" said one of the women to me. I didn't speak Russian- damn, what does she want? I shrugged my shoulders and said "Ya neya gavaryu Russki". This was the wrong thaing to say, because, well, I WAS speaking Russian- they understood me perfectly! It was simply too bad that was basically all the Russian I knew.
"Give us your ticket, you lazy, good-for-nothing drunken Russian male with no job and no self-respect!" The second lady said- or soemthing like that. I can't be sure because all i heard was the meaningless sounds of a language I could not understand. I shrugged again and gave her my passport. "Ya Amerikanski," I said, "Ya neya gavaryu Russki".
The women looked at my passport with great interest.
"Amerikanski?" one said. "Amerikanski!" said the other one.
"I've never met an American", said one woman. "Niether have I," said the other one, "but this one is lying. He is riding this bus without having paid the ticket. I have a knack for sensing these things." To me she said:
"Where is your ticket, you goat? Don't you know it is illegal to ride on city transportation without buying a ticket? It says so right over the door!"
She pointed to an inscription stenciled in cyrillic that was painted above the inside of the bus exit.
All I heard was "Unintelligible..... PASS!... unintelligible.
"Pass?" I said , pointing to the passport she held in her hand.
"Don't play stupid with me, you gelded goose!" she said. Come with us! The larger of the two women took me forcefully, but not unkindly, by the elbow and led me off the bus and onto a special bus reserved for the transit police and those unlucky enough to have been apprehended by them. I wonderd if it was all over. Maybe I would end up in the gulag. I would end up covered with Russian mafia tattoos, smoking homegrown tobacco using the pages of the Holy Bible and learning how to make vodka in old truck tires. "What are you in for?" i would be asked. (By this time, I would speak a sort of gutter Russian, heavily flavored by foul mafia slang.)
"Blyat!" I would say, spitting sunflower-seed shells on the ground. "Those transit police sukas got me! I'll never get out of this hell-hole!"
On the transit bus, I found myself surrounded by more transit police women. They were all of a certain age. They all took turns looking at my passport and saying, "Is he really an American?"
"Why of course he is! You can tell by looking at him! What Russian man would just stand there like an idiot, smiling at us?"
"If he's an American, why don't we just let him go with a warning?"
"Impossible! If one American thinks he can ride the tram without a ticket, he'll tell the others and then we'll have a real problem on our hands!"
To me, they kept saying, "Where is your ticket, you stupid mule/goat/goose/rooster/steer?"
They never called me a "svinina" though. They were not impolite, these women. In the meantime, I put my hands in my pockets. What did I have in my pocket? I asked myself, Bilbo-like. It was the spindled remains of my bus ticket. I pulled it out and unrolled it. "Is this what you want?" I asked, slowly realizing that "Pass" was Russian for "bus ticket", while "billyet" was Russian for "theatre ticket". My Russian was improving minute by minute!
"You stupid frog! Why didn't you show this to us in the beginning! He's paid his fare, we cannot hold him. Get outta here, you worthless pigeon!"
I was free!
Anarchy is a young man's game. But giving up the hard earned comforts of civilization may be the only way to stop the tyrants. Especially those in the U.S. I'd rather go down fighting. It was never going to be pretty. Send the guns, keep the lawyers.
"Somehow we got stuck,
Between the rock and the hard place."
Oil revenues, GBP 7 Billion PA and declining.
Subsidies to Scotland GBP 30 Billion PA.
Liabilities for Scottish Banks Unknown and Unlimited.
Exodus of Jobs from Scotland Unknown
Currency and Government Budget plans post "Yes" Unknown.
The Scots certainly have the right of self-determination, as indeed do the Crimeans and East Ukrainians, but it would certainly be nice to have a little more information upon which to vote.
"but it would certainly be nice to have a little more information upon which to vote."
i doubt you have a vote, if you are eligible then you have had plenty of time to ask your elected Scottish National Party representatives for more information. Whilst you might have asked there is no guarantee you will receive any more information other then having your patriotism put into question for daring to even question the wannabe new elites :-)
Looks like Alex Jones' evil twin brother. (Now THERE'S a conspiracy for you.)