I think he likes me..Ooh, suits you sir
bizarre things I’ve seen on the BBC in recent times was yesterday’s coverage of Keir Starmer’s meeting with Donald Trump. Starmer hadn’t even arrived for the meeting at that stage, yet the BBC were all over themselves offering advice and trying to second guess what Trump was going to do or say. It was as if Starmer was heading into an audience with the Great Emperor of the United States, and possibly of the world. Various experts came and went offering this pov and that pov. What would Trump say, what would he do? How should Sir Keir approach his majesty? Etc etc. It was weird to see what remains of the British Empire in such a tizz over meeting with a sitting US president. Times have certainly changed. It was almost tragic to watch.
Ya see that pointy bit? That’s were the bullets come out and then it goes straight to Putler’s house
When the meeting finally came and the press were invited to the (press) meeting, Starmer was literally rubbing Trump’s shoulder in a gesture of reassurance. Earlier in the week French president Macron was sitting in the same seat doing the same thing. Someone must have told them that the only way to get a good result was to rub Trump (up the right way, of course). The grand announcement was that King Charles has invited Trump for a second unprecedented, historic state visit next year. Keir seemed to think this was one of the greatest honors bestowed on any human being, which says more about the deference the English have for their monarchy than anything else.
I vould have todally made Great Britain Great Again
This is one of the primary reasons I left Australia, I’m not a fan of the institution of kings and queens. But let the kids have their “born to rule” overlords I say. The Great Britain of today is a pale shadow of its former self. London isn’t even a majority white city any more. Thank God Hitler was defeated. Imagine the hell of speaking German, driving around in a Mercedes Benz, a BMW or a Porsche all day, eating sauerkraut and doing Hitler salutes.
Well they are Germans, after all
Here’s a classic example of “royal” tone deafness from today’s Daily Mail, “Prince Harry has appeared to make a thinly veiled swipe at Donald Trump and Elon Musk hours after King Charles invited him for an ‘unprecedented’ state visit.
The “royal”, 40, told the audience of entrepreneurs and investors how he had been investing his money over the five years since Megxit and still approached his work ‘through the lens of service’.
Harry can be a Nazi when he wants to.
But he also veered into politics and told how billions of people were experiencing the ‘detrimental effect’ when ‘basic morals and empathy are abandoned in favor of power and control’. ‘When service to others is sacrificed for personal gain. When basic morals and empathy are abandoned in favor of power and control. But I’m not gonna get into all that now!’” That’s all we need, the illegitimate son of King Charles weighing in on things he has zero understanding of.
Urban renewal project in Gaza
I’m going down to Jersey today to have lunch with my friend Gary. In Australia we would call him Gazza, but here he’s become Gaza. This is of no importance whatsoever, but I thought I’d throw it in. This week there was no band rehearsal because Rick, our drummer wasn’t feeling too good. Hopefully next week we’ll be back in business.
We don’t need languages that nobody has ever heard of…
Finally… Trump is planning to sign an Executive Order declaring English to be the official language of the United States. “We have languages coming into our country,” Mr. Trump said at CPAC, the Conservative Political Action Conference, outside Washington, D.C., last year. “…These are languages — it’s the craziest thing — they have languages that nobody in this country has ever heard of. It’s a very horrible thing.”
That should make the Anglophiles happy.
Happy Friday.