The Queen in a Council House?

Beware weird rant ahead…

The British variant of the Green Party has some really good ideas. As well as seeking to promote a sustainable society, it is against the unfair exploitation of workers and iniquitous capitalist unfairness, it supports renationalisation of stuff that should not have been sold off in the first place, but all this comes at a cost because the Green Party is full of Marxists and crypto-Marxists who are infused with virulent anti-traditionalism and the destructive mentality of class war.

If they get into power they will probably be rather like a visitor who bakes you cakes, knits you a jumper, chases off a burglar and does all sorts of good stuff and then they go and spoil it all by stealing your neighbour’s car, throwing stones at the nice old lady who lives in the big house across the road and poking you in the eyes.

Not that they have much chance of ever winning an election, but assuming they did then the cost of the good things that they offer could well be for everything good about Britain to be replaced by the revolting blandness of people with the IKEA aesthetic. Disconnected from the archetypes, quality world images and soul of the real Britain they would probably inflict a green version of the Napoleonic nightmare (the modernist plague that has cursed most of Western Europe for so long) onto this island.

A woman who has been privately described as “by far the biggest wart on the nose of the Green Party” is its ubermeister, Natalie Bennet, God bless her. This woman (once described as a “jumped-up marsupial“) has revealed her plans to abolish the British Monarchy, which has long served its purpose very well, and still does. Indeed this would be Robespierre is so magnanimous that she says that the Queen can live in a council house.

Bennet, an Australian who has been in the UK for all of 16 years, has also come out with other controversial statements. According to her it should be legal to be a member of al-Qaeda or ISIS in the UK – so long as you don’t call for or get involved in actual terrorism (bizarrely she imagines that there are members of ISIS or al-Qaeda who are involved in neither of these things).

What is it with Australians in British politics? First we have had to put up with everybody’s favourite ultra-capitalist, smutmongering-republican Rupert Murdoch for several decades and now we have to put up with listening to this lady (who has been described as a “big-mouthed republican kangaroo” by anonymous sources) too. Is this some sort of pincer attack from the Australian anti-monarchists?

mmmm I can almost imagine….imagine…. through the swirling mists of time…

...some time in the early1980‘s…  some fancy beach house near Sydney…

…looking in through a large glass window…

…inside the looping rhythms of Strine smalltalk…

      …a clique of wealthy Australian republicans sitting round…

…a collection of mining magnates, odd bods and carpetbaggers…

all dressed like 1970’s golfers… tasteless pastel colours and over sized collars…

…the airy open plan room dominated by the uglyliciousness of nouveau riche luxury

…fancy brown rugs so thick and large that if they were washed whole undiscovered species could be lost…

  …dark coloured spirits consumed on on the rocks from lead crystal decanters… clouds of cigar smoke rise and swirl…

…conversation dies down…the time has come for the serious business at hand and the evil ring leader stands up…

“gentlemen, it is high time that we destroyed the bloody royal family at its roots and castrated the Queen”

…one of the more intelligent yet literal minded plotters raises his eyebrows at the finer details of this proposition,

but undeterred the ringleader carries on…

“for too long we, the elite of Australia*, have had to play second fiddle to these bloody Pommy Kraut Royals, but no more!”      

“I present to you our most dangerous and trusted agents!” – 

agent codename “Boobies Newspaper!”

…and agent codename “Loudmouth Kangaroo!”...

….a button is pressed and Rupert Murdoch and Natalie Bennet rise up through a trapdoor carrying nunchuks,

…both are wearing catwoman style suits festooned with throwing stars and poison darts…

…as they look around and with a proud and evil glint in their eyes the ringleader continues…

“first we’ll send in our bad cop Rupert here to soften up their brains and loosen their morals for a while”…

“Then when we’ve really messed up their whole society and turned their political system into a joke

we’ll send in the lovely Natalie to play good cop…. and under the guise of saving the world she’ll finish them off”

“FOREVER”…

…an evil chuckle emits from the ringleader’s over tanned face.

It’s the sort of chuckle that is reserved for days upon which you overwhelm a young challenger

by announcing against all expectations that your Deathstar is fully operational.

…after a few seconds of awestruck silenceapplause! and the sounds of champagne bottles popping…

  …in preparation for an ill thought out mixing of the grape with the grain…

…a beehived woman (mrs evil ringleader) arrives on cue…

…briefly invading the male space

…to wheel in a gold-effect, hotel-style hostess tray, fully laden with prawn cocktails

The swirling mists of time (or of the over active imagination) pass… and I return to non-metaphorical reality…

*of course these mischievous plotters were in fact the exact opposite of the real elite of Australia – the true elite of Australia of course being those very few real Australians who still live in the bush, happily munching on widjetty grubs and tubers, happily playing on didgeridoos and with boomerangs and happily doing no harm to anyone. 

             It may sometimes not always sound like it, but I hope and pray that God blesses everyone mentioned, guides them (and myself) straight and gives them them best in this life and the hereafter. : )

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