Publishing That list!

As long as the “Mainstream” Parties keep making balls ups and alienating the Electorate, then the BNP are going to go from strength to strength.

Would Liebour or the Cons, or the wishy-washy Lib Dems have liked it if their Membership list was made public?

No, somehow, I doubt if they would be best pleased either.

Most BNP Members are NOT ashamed of belonging, (they are and quite rightly so judging by all the reaction), fearful of their employment prospects and their personal and families’ safety.

Anyway, whoever perpetrated this, it has backfired on them spectacularly, and has only brought the BNP and it’s aims to more of the general public.

The BNP website has been inundated with extra traffic, and, as it was already the # One political site, anyway, the Servers have had a hard job coping with all the extra “hits”.

Mark my words, 2009 is going to be a HUGE year for the BNP, and for the indigenous British People generally.

Just wait till all those job losses kick in next year, and shops and businesses close down.

Personally, I can’t bloody wait!!!!

Credit Crunch? What Credit Crunch?

Some “Credit Crunch”. Last week, with my tongue firmly in cheek, I deceided to buck the trend, and run a small experiment.

So, I simply applied for a Credit Card. I did not expect my application (which I filled out online) to be accepted, having heard horror stories about how people with perfectly sound Credit Scores are being knocked back by Lenders at this time.

Your Flexible Friend.

Yesterday, I recieved a (genuine) e.mail from my Bank to tell me that my application has been successful!

I was astounded! My “Credit History” has been, in the past, rather checkered to say the least.

But, for the past three years since retirement, I have worked hard at trying to repair my Credit Score, and to run all my accounts sensibly.

It does, indeed, seem to have paid dividends, and as I say, I was very surprised and quite shocked when my application for a new card was accepted.

I have been doing loads of research as to the best way of not only managing my finances, but also how to “run” a Credit Card “properly”, and how to get the best from it, and make it work for me.

The “secret” behind having a card is simply not to use all your Credit Balance up, to keep it flexible, and not to go over the 30% “self-imposed” limit of the total amount.

So, for example, say your card has a “max” limit of £250. Provided you only go as far as £62.50 per month, then pay off this balance in full every time, you will pay very little or no interest on the debt, and you will not overeach yourself, and get into difficulties.

You see, you can learn a lot from the many Financial Websites, read them carefully, find out what works, and what doesn’t, before you take the plunge.

It’s too late once your into debt to try things out then.

A friend of mine, had four Cards, which he used to “max out” regularly, mostly at the Bookies!

He is a perfect walking example of how not to do it!

My dislike of “Cunjurors”.

I dislike ‘Conjurors’ popularly known as ‘magicians’ very much. I think that the popular image of a ‘magician’ is totally wrong. You know the type of person I’m talking about, people like Paul Daniels, who use the term totally out of context.
A person who puts on a ‘magic’ show, is nothing but a hoodwinking deciever, who uses trickery and deception to make his audience think that he can perform ‘magic tricks’.
My dislike of these con-artists goes way back to when I was about nine years old. My local fete had booked a so-called ‘magician’ to put on his act on an open air stage. As usual, he asked for members of the audience to come up on the stage to ‘help’ him perform certain tricks. Well, I was with my parents in the front row, and he picked on me to help him do one of his cons. It involved tying a knot in some rope. Well, he showed me how he wanted it tied, then passed the rope to me to tie the knot. Now, I have never been very good tying knots, and quite simply I couldn’t do it. He snatched the rope back and began making fun of me in front of about two hundred people. Well, you can imagine how I felt. The audience weren’t laughing with me, but AT me! I had never felt such shame and humiliation in my young life before, and I burst into tears and ran off the stage sobbing.
He never apologised to me or my parents, but found another mug to help him with the trick.
I never forgave him, and have never forgotten it, either, and to this day, I absolutly hate performers of this type of act.
Many years later, I discovered what a ‘Real Magician’ was, and he certainly wasn’t a member of the ‘Magic Circle’!

Pillars of the Community

Walking back from the bank last week, I noticed a close neighbour of mine sitting on one of the benches near the Library, so I went and sat alongside him.

Cliff is seventy-seven, and an ex Policeman. We enjoyed a smoke together whilst desultory chatting about the weather and the general state of the Country.

Later, another Stalwart friend of mine, Eddie, who has a seat on our local Housing Authority Board, walked over and joined us.
I hadn’t seen Eddie for over two years, since we last sat on the Housing Committee together.

After more introductions and general pleasantries the convesastion moved to Politics as per usual.

Eddie, being a staunch Labour man, and I, never exactly saw eye-to-eye on Politics, although off the Committee and away from the meetings, we were quite good friends.
He is also an ex Copper, and reached the rank of Sargent before retiring.

I just happened to mention that I was considering standing for the Council next year as a BNP candidate. Whoops! Eddie visably bristled, and said;
“So, if you had been able to vote in the American elections, you would not have voted for Obama then?

“Yes I would have”, I answered, “why, whatever makes you think that?”

“Well, he’s Black”, said Eddie.

“Yes, I know, so what, what difference does that make?” I questioned.

“Well, you know” said Eddie, “the mans colour.”

“Oh”, said I, “I’ve got it now, so you think that because I mentioned the BNP that automatically makes me a racist, does it?”

“Well, doesn’t it?” he replied, surprised.

“No”, I responded, “it most certainly does not. I would have voted for Obama, simply because I think he was the best man for the job.
His colour wouldn’t be an issue for me”

“Well, I thought it did,” he said.

“Eddie, my friend, you have been reading too much of Labours’ propaganda again, haven’t you, don’t believe everything you hear or read. You know that your lot hate the BNP because you are worried about losing votes to them. Well, believe me, Eddie, whether you like it or not, it’s happening right now, and is going to happen more and more in the future.”

We left it there, and changed the subject onto education, and we all three agreed that no way would we ever want to be young again, in these troubling and uncertain times.