David Davis
Read about this poor fellow here.
the forces of The Devil will triumph if we blow uncertain trumpets. Don’t go to upper-Jipoo-poo-land any time soon, to indulge your tastes in NeolithicoGreeNazi-dancing, until we have drained the swamp.
There are some bad-people there, with guns and knives and copies of “Das Kapital”. We have not yet got round to dealing with them, as we were thrown out in 1945 when we Lost The War.
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I don’t mean to play the Devil’s advocate, not much anyway, but one day…just maybe…when these white fools are all on the skids & have their cultural asses in a sling completely, a few of our descendants here & there are going to be putting up one Hell of a resistance along similar lines, to Rooshians maybe, The Grande Toork, or The Chinamen…quien sabe?
Otherwise, if Allah had not meant for today’s load of degenerates & thumbsuckers to be held up for blackmail, why then He would NOT have put all them nice fat ships off of Somalia & all these Gaping Toorists in Central Africa. Sir Richard Burton had a Hell of a more realistic attitude and knew you were taking your balls in hand when you go to these places. Still are…. In fact, HE personally wanted to be out of reach of any gunboats, it added to the zest (even as he was used to help spread the busybody Empire self-importance.)
Anyway, I was in Morocco in the “Peace Corps” when Those Other Assholes got themselves all grabbed in Persia in 1979. Jesus Christ, you should have just heard the brainless all-American bellyaching: “Fucken sand niggers, blah, blah….” MY mother was stopped by WCCO-TV in the Nicollet Mall in downtown Minneapolis, “Ma’am, what do you think of the hostage-taking in Iran? Aren’t them Mazlumes Just Awful & Not Liberal?”
“Why you DUMB sonsofbitches,” snarled my mother. “Nobody pointed a gun at any of the stupid bastards and MADE them go there. That idiot son of mine is in God-damn Morocco right now as we speak, and it’s like I told the little sonofabitch, ‘DON’T come pissing & moaning to ME if you Get your ass in a sling!’ What makes you even think these people want YOU over there hanging your face out anyway…?”
(Needless to say, Mom never got to see herself on Tee Vee even though she hurried home to see the [distinctly edited] evening “news.”)
Needless to say I am sorry for the man, too, but I see the Telegraph has seen fit to stick his picture on the same page as a lot of media queens, trivial cases like la Jacqui Smith and so forth. It is this measureless loss of /dignity/ in all quarters in a mere century that /is/ the astounding historical fact in the West…..
Let’s can the dire beheadings and look at some GOOD stuff!
http://bodwyn.wordpress.com/2009/06/03/firing-on-the-pennsy/
‘The group had threatened to kill Mr Dyer if the UK Government did not release Jordanian extremist Abu Qatada, who has been in prison since 2005 and is awaiting deportation to Jordan. A multimillion-euro ransom is also thought to have been demanded.’
A simple argument for the death penalty to be introduced for terrorists(and I do mean terrorists, not trainspotters with cameras or old ladies reading out the names of dead soldiers near the Houses of Parliament).
If Mr Qatada wasn’t breathing, this may never have happened.
Where do other Libertarians stand today on this? We generally don’t go in for “coercion” and state murder is certainly that. On the other hand, some people are botched, there is no “therapy” and in fact the whole meaning of their lives is they should swing. A jungian classmate, Dr Wayness Tamm-Clattuc first pointed this out to me, /some folks are living that sort of myth/. And so, if we don’t turn them off, more will die. Otherwise, most of these foreign places are hot & unpleasant, and there are usually to be found numerous (!) representatives of The Larger Insects. I don’t object to /you/ going there, free movement of people & all that, bon voyage…but caveat pereginatores, for Christ’s sake, I don’t expect we “should” send in the Marines at every billow of a burnoose.