Revealed! Comrade Cameron’s secret Stalinist revolutionary plot to take-over Britain!

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Our country is facing a secret Stalinist takeover led by Cameron and his traitorous Eton, Oxbridge party apparatchiks.

Comrade Cameron isn’t even hiding his revolutionary ambitions any longer.

He has just announced the Tory Party is to be transformed into the Workers Party.

This recent move is yet more evidence that Cameron’s particularly aggressive form of British Conservatism is actually a cover for a secret Stalinist plot to establish a totalitarian revolutionary Soviet state in the UK:

  • Just like Stalin, Cameron’s forcing armies of unemployed workers into forced labour, with pitiful ‘wages’ paid for by the state, to carry out menial tasks such as stacking shelves in massive supermarkets.
  • Just like Stalin, Cameron has been using massive state-wide celebrations such as the Queen’s jubilee and the Olympics to divert attention from the dire state of the economy.
  • Just like Stalin, Cameron wants all 

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ATOS and the Nazi Murder of the Mentally Ill

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So many people now are struggling to support themselves after Atos has thrown them off invalidity benefit, that many see it as an organised attack on the very lives of the disabled themselves. If you read the comments to the Void’s posts about Atos, or those on Vox Political, you find the same thing said again and again: ‘I don’t think there will be any more people in a few years time, because Atos and the government will have killed us all off’. Some of the disabled people in the unemployment course I’ve been on have also said the same thing. People may phrase it differently, but the sentiment remains exactly the same: a feeling that the government is deliberately murdering the disabled as part of their welfare reforms.

The Nazi Euthanasia Order

The Nazi regime had a deliberately policy of murdering the mentally ill in its infamous ‘Euthanasia…

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Rage against the machine

As is utterly obvious, I contain huge amounts of inner rage.  However.  Inner rage fails to consume me and reduce my teeth to stumps through endless gnashing*.  Despite having permanent fingernail grooves in my palms, and a tense, peering expression most of the time, my blood pressure remains at a constant 120/70 because…….  I mess about with fabrics.

Fabrics have the soothing, fascinating allure of small babies.  All different; representing every possible design and colour:  fabrics feel nice:  fabrics are inspiring and they haven’t learned to answer back.  Fabrics remove the urge I sometimes have to run outside, point to the sky and start screaming.

I love to cut fabric into shapes, (I’ve finished the baby analogy now), and combine them into new combinations with my poor old Brother sewing machine which is older than two of my adult children.  Chop and change.  Create and unpick – sobbing.  That machine, all overheated, dusty and shuddery, brings back tranquillity like it’s hard to describe.  That machine has kept my murder tally, (to date), at zero.  That machine absorbs my rage, and transforms it into lovely, if lopsided, things of great gorgeousness.  Like babies.  Again.

*Actually, the state of my teeth puts me into a blind fury at least three times a day.  The more rich people pay fortunes for slab-like, blue-white ceramic ones, and normalise a look which was known as, “Nana’ s New Dentures”, as recently as the 90’s, the worse my wonky, mismatched, beige collection look.