The royal wedding and the New World Order...!!!

The royal wedding and the New World Order...!!!

I Found This Write-Up In The Telegraph...



Americans are obsessed with the royal wedding – although not always in the way that you might expect.
For some it’s a love story, for others an affirmation of how charmingly Old World the British are.
But for a vocal minority, it’s nothing less than a propaganda stunt for the New World Order.

Watch this astonishing rant by Tea Party champion and radio show host Alex Jones.
Jones is a magnet for conspiracy-minded Americans of Left and Right, and it was he who hosted Charlie Sheen when the actor demanded a meeting with President Obama to discuss the 9-11 “cover-up”.
A couple of days ago, Jones gave this broadcast on the wedding and let rip a wave of Tea Party anger.
With helpful graphics photoshopped from Wikipedia, Jones reminds listeners that America was founded in rebellion against the British monarchy (who, he insists, are in fact German).
“The very essence of July 4 and 1776,” he says, “is resistance to the disgusting house of Windsor”.

Jones is right to expose the paradox of a republican culture that obsesses about a foreign monarchy.
But he goes on to draw lines between totally unconnected dots.
The House of Windsor is “a tyrannical group promoting eugenics, population reductions, all the carbon taxes”.

Golly...!!!

Apparently, the Queen regularly shuts down Commonwealth parliaments and is the head CEO of all those banks that Obama bailed out. She is the captain of a conspiracy to create a “worldwide government”, which will “close down the competition and redistribute the people’s wealth into off-shore cartels.
These people are parasites, they’re disgusting, they’re filthy and if we want to reclaim the spirit of 1776, we should realise how abhorrent monarchy is in all of its forms.”

Jones strays into territory occupied by British conspiracy theorist David Icke, who believes that the royal family are shape-shifting lizards from another world who holiday in the centre of the Earth and eat kittens for lunch.
The theory goes that the world is controlled through ancient bloodlines connecting monarchs, presidents, CEOs and communist dictators. The royal wedding is a bread-and-circuses distraction from America’s economic and cultural slide; Prince William and Kate Middleton are poster children from the coming New World Order.
There is a big difference between Jones’s populism and Icke’s sci-fi conspiracism.
But both reflect a rational attempt to make sense of isolated points of injustice – the Windsors’ millions and Goldman Sachs’s greed.

The mistake Jones makes is to equate money with power.
To many Americans, status is a reflection of wealth, and Jones naturally presumes that because the royal family are rich they must wield real authority.
But the British know them as figureheads – charming and amusing, yes, but living relics nonetheless.
He makes an even more embarrassing mistake when he calls for international solidarity with protesting British republicans.
He presumes that they are a mass movement, when in fact they’re a tiny group of nay-sayers and busybodies.
Like the Secular Society, they exist to rubbish the dreams that make other people’s lives worth living.

Jones’s rant is a nice reminder of the differences between British Toryism and American conservatism:
one is Ancien Regime and the other revolutionary.
They are forever divided by cultural values and historical memory.

http://blogs.telegraph.co.uk/news/timstanley/100085206/the-royal-wedding-and-the-new-world-order/



Well, A Couple Of Points Here...

The Monarchy Represents Yhe Olde Worlde Ordere...!!!

Wealth In Monarchy Does Not Represent Power...!!!

It Represents Decaying Castles And Crumbling Institutions...!!!

People In Blighty Enjoy A Good Wedding...!!!

Almost As Much As We Enjoy A Good Funeral...!!!

A Piss - Up...!!!

And A Payed Day Off Work...!!!

Those Old Bints On The Pavement,

Probably Enjoy Camping Out As Much As I Do...

But They Are Not That Fanatical About It...!!!

They Ain't Doing No Harm And Are Probably Enjoying Themselves...

Although After 3 Days Of Camping And Cooking Sherry...

They Are Going To Feel As Rough As 3 Days Of Marching Powder, Mind Altering Drugs, And Super Strength Lager...!!!

Fair Play To 'em...

I Will Raise A Glass And Toast The Happy Couple...

But This Wedding Has The Feeling Of Innevatability (Deja-Vu) About It...

And Will End In A Car Crash 10 Years Down The Line...!!!

I get tired of explaining to fellow yankistanis that a woman does not HAVE to be royal to marry a Prince. It was just common practice in the old days as a matter of political alliances, but now that royals have sod all to do with politics these days, there's no longer any point in "keeping it in the family". With some fresh genetics maybe in a few generations they won't look so much like rodents any longer.

And it makes sense to keep royals around when you don't have Hollywood to distract the asses who are the masses.

How did that happen, by the way? Back in Edward VII's day he could go visit a few French whores and voila, it's a pact of alliance with France against the Kaiser. Now nothing even ephemerally political crosses their desks, innit?

The Moment We Were All Waiting For...



The bridal dress is an ivory gown with lace applique floral detail, with the skirt resembling "an opening flower" and intricate lace detailed train.

It Was A Very Well Ran Show...

I Loved The Bit, Where They Were Singing Jerusalem In Westminster Abbey...



And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountain green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.

My Favorite Hymn...

I Also Liked The Avenue Of Trees In The Abbey...



Westminster Abbey is the spiritual home of the monarchy.

The abbey was established as such by King Edward the Confessor, whose death in 1066 led to the Norman conquest.

Its victor, the first king William, was crowned here on Christmas Day that year and every English and British coronation has been held in the abbey ever since...

This Wedding Was Not A State Occaision Though...

If It Had Of Been,
It Would Have Been Held At St Pauls Cathedral, Like Charles And Di's...

And Would Have Had Even More Pomp And Ceremony...

And The Choice Of Trees Left Me Intrigued...

English Field Maples are a native tree, whose wood is favoured for making harps.
In medieval times it was used to fashion loving cups and its distinctive leaf shape was carved on many English cathedrals of the time.

Hornbeam, also known as Ironwood, are found in some of the country’s most ancient woodland.
It represents resilience as it has one of the hardest wood of all trees and is almost impossible to damage

‘Both of the trees Kate has chosen are very pretty, leafy trees and it was her express wish that they be in tune with the seasons,’

‘The maples are going to be used to create an avenue for the congregation to walk under while the hornbeams, which are of a contrasting, somewhat pyramidal shape, will be situated by the choir.

‘Everything has been chosen relative to the scale of the Abbey so it will not be dwarfed by its surroundings.

Field Maple Is Not The Most Attractive Tree...

Maybe It Was Choose Over Oak, As Oak Is Only Just Coming Into Leaf...

Hornbeam Is Almost Indistinguishable From Beech,
Which Again Is Quite A Late Leafer...!!!



Overall, It's Been Quite An Enjoyable Day...

And People From All Nations Seemed To Be Represented In This Very British Affair...

William Seems Like A Decent Chap...

And Is As Likeable As Princess Di...



A Payed Day Off Work,
Street Partys,
A Crowd Of A Million, In London, And No Trouble,
And A Booze Up Later In The Pub...

It's About The Only Thing That Britains Seem To Do Really Well, These Days...

Mind You The BBC Coverage Has Been Completley Over The Top...

And Where's Nicholas Witchell...???

Has He Died Of Exitement...???

I do enjoy a good booze up, so I shall make haste to the pub tonight where the German half of me shall instruct the English half on the proper way to drink, again.

Ciggy wrote:I do enjoy a good booze up, so I shall make haste to the pub tonight where the German half of me shall instruct the English half on the proper way to drink, again.

Great Wedding,
Great Pomp And Circumstance,
And Like Every Great Act Of Catharsis,

A Sense Of Purging On The Legacy Of Diana...



Now Like Everybody...

I Get Sucked Into Flag Waving,

Being An England Football Fan Every 2 Years...

And Being A Monarchist When Royal Things Are Going On...

But When The Dust Has Settled...

It's Obvious What The Symbolism Is About...

First The Humerous...



Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!*
*On the head of Princess Beatrice, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.



"the thing cannot be described"

The Trees In Westminster Abbey...



Very Shakesperian...!!!

Macbeth | Act V, Scene V

[Dunsinane. Within the castle.]

Enter Macbeth, Seyton, and Soldiers, with drum and colors.

MACBETH:
Hang out our banners on the outward walls;
The cry is still, “They come”: Our castle's strength
Will laugh a siege to scorn. Here let them lie
Till famine and the ague eat them up.
Were they not forced with those that should be ours,
We might have met them dareful, beard to beard,
And beat them backward home.

A cry within of women.
What is that noise?

SEYTON:
It is the cry of women, my good lord.

MACBETH:
I have almost forgot the taste of fears:
The time has been, my senses would have cool'd
To hear a night-shriek, and my fell of hair
Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir
As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors;
Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts,
Cannot once start me.
Wherefore was that cry?

SEYTON:
The Queen, my lord, is dead.



MACBETH:
She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Enter a Messenger.

Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story quickly.

MESSENGER:
Gracious my lord,
I should report that which I say I saw,
But know not how to do it.

MACBETH:
Well, say, sir.

MESSENGER:
As I did stand my watch upon the hill,
I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought,
The Wood began to move.

MACBETH:
Liar and slave!

MESSENGER:
Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so.(
Within this three mile may you see it coming;
I say, a moving grove.

MACBETH:
If thou speak'st false,
Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive,
Till famine cling thee; if thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou dost for me as much.
I pull in resolution and begin
To doubt the equivocation of the fiend
That lies like truth. “Fear not, till Birnam Wood
Do come to Dunsinane,” and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out!
If this which he avouches does appear,
There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
I ’gin to be aweary of the sun
And wish the estate o’ the world were now undone.
Ring the alarum bell! Blow, wind! Come, wrack!
At least we'll die with harness on our back.

I Mean These Are Classically Trained People...
And When Trees Start To Move,
Things Are Gonna Get Bad For The Monarchy...!!!

This Is Interesting Too...



5 Instead Of S

JU5T WED

Macbeth | Act V, Scene V

In the scriptures, the number five is often associated with the subject of death.
For instance, in the fifth chapter of Genesis (sometimes known as the obituary column of the bible)
in the fifth verse after Adam's name was mentioned five times we are told that he died.
All but five individuals in chapter five have their names mentioned exactly five times followed by the statement "and he died."

I Really Can't Beleive That A Family,
That Relies So Much On...
Ritual,
Catharsis,
Devine Right Of Kings,
Attention To Detail,
Almost Shakesperian Or Greek Tragedy Narratives...

Would Overlook This...!!!

I Suppose The Trick Is Not To Get Carried Away With All The Pomp And Ceremony...!!!

(Well During The Pomp And Ceremony,
Get As Exited As You Like...
Wave Your Arms In The Air,
And Leap About A Bit...If That's Your Thing...!!!)

But After Your Cathartic Orgasm...

"Calm Down Dear"

I like the raucousness of the Blighty Parliament. It gives the greater illusion of a town meeting with government ombudsmen fending off angry citizens. The American Senate will simply bore a librarian to tears: