"Justice is the will of the stronger"

As the man said "I digress.." hardly know what I digress from, not much happening.. simply plod on.. on my "Weary way".. Go back, pick up the main thread of this story.. think I was still putting the final developments of Susan down. What happened after Susan ? does it really matter what happened after Susan ..?? hardly to any one other than myself and that interest is very thin. Only write for my own satisfaction, hardly for anyone else's. Not in that boat, thank God. Either like it or lump it . or "Please yourself…" as the delicious young ladies of Pattaya say, so softly, so gently, after stating their price of the main event.. "Love for money".." Few Farangs in Thailand who do not know that sharp phrase, its’ implication

Said to Cynthia the other night " You know, would make a good film. .this book… Check the Net for some film agents. .producers, have a look round.. never know your luck…” Okay “..she drifted off to the box, came back a couple of hours later .. "Guess what ??" "what??"


"There are 60,000,000 pages of film makers and associated items" .

Could not really comprehend this.. Repeated her statement to myself..60.000.000 pages ..how many items on each page???! What chance does anyone have ??? So much flotsam floating about in space.

My father brought home a crystal set.. we all had to be incredibly quiet and take it in turns to listen to the few discernible crackling words emitted… I,… five years old.

Obviously I am well past my "sell by" date

The idea of a book is out, for the one simple reason that people no longer have the ability to read.. not more than five words.. Any advertising agency will confirm this.. . There is too much happening up front.. before the eyes .the “Unreal Reality “… the “Square box”….mostly played down to the level of six year olds. Very little effort required … no thought whatsoever…. Why read??

Every Government on this Planet is strongly aware of the fact that “if” people are educated and can read.. can think …. they may possibly get all manner of unwelcome ideas.

The words. Democracy , individuality, justice, "Education.." Tricks of the trade, simply words.. in so far as any government is concerned..

They prefer/insist/demand "Political correctness " insidiously injected via the media.. " CNN" .." Euro News " ..twenty four hours every day.

The bottom line of the most powerful Governments being


"Justice is the will of the stronger'

Most especially, this applies to the United States of America

Only have to look at America and "NATO" Bombing defenseless Yugoslavia, for no other reason than a diversion, from amongst other things, a get out for Clinton over the Lewinsky affair.

The Imposed "Sanctions" by the American Corporation on Iraq .. Never mind the "Kurds " and "weapons of destruction…" What about the price of oil !?? Iraq sitting on more than anyone else on this Planet.

Politics is a dirty business.


……….Like to make gifts of copies ..can be used double edged ….take a poke, or, as with Aura .. Book Four.. Wound her and the German up very tight, very tight indeed .

Aura…Book ten will be better………..

Revenge is sweet …. A certain satisfaction…

"Cheap labour"

At the time of writing there are 17,000,000 workless people in Europe.

The post office in Brook Rd; Hackney, has eight cubicles, all serviced by Asian ladies. Each day they constantly pay out to long lines of the Demanding World’s Disenchanted who have crowded onto these shores in hope and anticipation.

I had once the audacity, the temerity, to attempt to calculate the amount paid out by H.M Government each week to these people, the noughts fell off the end.

It would be reasonable to say there are at least thirty such other offices in this, the poorest borough, through sheer weight of numbers, in Europe.

The hard economic philosophy of a " pool of unemployment" and "cheap labour" has not come cheap.. in any respect.. however, subtracted from this incredible cost, must be the quite obvious control and advantage by Business and Government over those who have to endure to survive. Or, as Daniella quickly observed, " Simply, perhaps, another punishment for the 'proletariat', for whatever reason, whatever whim "…

The chattering class, capricious, avaricious, uncaring, unthinking, immune to those whose backs they ride, so remorselessly, so heavily upon.

The three wealthiest people in the World hold the equivalent of the gross national income of the 48 poorest, deprived countries of the World
'EuroNews" 9.9.98.

A Romanian peasant lady draws 700 lei a Month pension
(A cup of coffee in Mcdonalds is 7000 lei)
PRO. TV. 1999-03-04

Hackney to Hilton

Still, have it on internet.. this quite satisfied with… wondering where the words will reach. Cynthia maintains I never have wanted to sell it, always slightly dubious as to which way other people, strangers, will manipulate it to other ends. As it is, can sit here in Bucuresti and take a long look at England, never able to accept that which successive governments forced upon us, unable, unwilling to accept that I ….
“Must learn to live with Black People”

England, an island now consider having lost itself, this irreparable damage, all within the last fifty years, its cohesion, culture, seriously threatened. Someone remarking, rather lucidly,
“England has a identity crisis.” … Ancient English Kings turning in their graves .

My solution, for the declining, politically correct, rigidly controlled, by hard, hatchet faced, feminists, the “Head in the Sand” attitude of a weakened, floundering, matriarch England… a land of “spin doctors “..whatever this may mean, imply. A strange, weird, “Minister Without Portfolio” with quite apparent unlimited power, used from the shadows. No, my only possible solution, is to leave .. never able to come to terms with the underlying reality.. the underlying apprehension …
………. the fear .


“Why is it that no one has stood up and spoken out against this drift ?” .

Aware one or two people have ‘dared’ …only to be pulled down, shouted down .. indeed, mostly by the ferocious howls of ‘racist’ from black faced members of The English Parliament who so clearly see the inherent threat to their , perhaps tenuous position….. So be it

Sit here and smile, thank Mrs. Thatcher.. Dear God, thank her for giving me the opportunity to escape, although she did not quite see it like that.. assumed I would buy my council flat, which I did and vote Tory, which I did not.. never having been guilty of voting, only in this present case, sitting here, looking out, my wide view encompassing the rather better part of Bucuresti.. the Athenaeum.. The Hilton Hotel..

Once wrote, back in darkest Hackney

“Hackney to the Hilton Hotel ?..one million miles.!!.”

Have lived to travel that distance.

Yes, I voted …with both feet.

Not imperative to have read book one, although this rests firmly on it.

As with that volume, there is not a beginning, middle end, rather a kalaidascope of time, people and places.

Thought I would have more to say about this so long projected start, the final count down, my long flight from Hackney, from Clapton Common.. a nightmare ago.

Even now, Hackney beckons, whispers, its open, running sores of seething humanity still quite vivid in my mind.
The “Swan” opposite, as on so many other Friday nights, all 1,642 of them, …..10.45 p.m. the establishment fully wound up.. hot, beat of heavy sounds, fresh from the jungle.

Loud, occasionall shreiks reaching from the street below, girls, unable to contain their orgasms any longer.

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