Corbyn’s persecution and a song of defiance on the Occidental Express

During the years I spent teaching in Swiss secondary schools, in-training days were often orientated towards how to motivate a class of musically mixed-ability teenagers to sing together tunefully and with conviction. One of these training days I remember in particular, given by a male colleague who, during a football World Cup championship, had filmed all the participating teams singing their respective national anthems. The lesson was clear: more often than not, teams who sang with passion and heartfelt conviction went on to gain satisfactory results.

International sporting events have long been one of the subtle ways by which Globalists have been able to implement their agenda of mass non-white immigration into European countries. Most noticeable in football, cricket and athletics, multiracial “national” teams have in recent decades become increasingly present on track, field and pitch. Can a cricketer, for example of Pakistani origin born in England, truly harbour the same patriotism for his adoptive country than an Englishman born and bred in England whose northern European genetic makeup is an integral part of his origin and identity?

Sporting professionals who happen to be British citizens born of foreign parents have the choice whether they compete for Britain or for the country from which their parents originated. Is this fair? Does this not raise questions of possible conspiracy? Would this be one reason why English national teams in so many disciplines tend to produce disappointing results?

No doubt, the above paragraph will provoke accusations of “racism” – a label bandied about so readily nowadays that even the leader of HM Opposition, Labour’s Jeremy Corbyn, has been branded as such, including by members of his own party. Earlier this month, long-standing Labour MP, “Dame” Margaret Hodge née Oppenheim, went so far as to tar her own boss as “a f*cking anti-Semite AND a racist”. Predictably, following an internal investigation by the Labour party, Hodge then played the victim card, stating that the letter informing her of the investigation had made her understand how Jews must have felt during the “Nazi holocaust”; she also referred to a ready-packed suitcase permanently by the door. No doubt a precaution in the event of Corbynazis embarking on Barking and Dagenham’s very own version of  Kristallnacht.

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Above: “You’ve got to keep a packed suitcase at the door, Margaret.” – Herr Oppenheim. 

Praise be to Common Sense. Weary of Zionist infested lamestream’s shameless allegations of “anti-Semitism” against the leader of the largest leftist party in Europe, many Brits responded robustly, condemning Hodge with typical British humour. A Twitter hashtag of #HodgeComparisons was trending for days, reflecting deep divisions of political opinion, especially apparent since Brexit. Jewish American commentator, Prof Norman G Finkelstein, disgusted by Hodge’s approach, described the lynching of Corbyn as “a crucifixion”. I made a similar observation almost three years ago which must mean that the attacks on Corbyn represent the longest crucifixion in the history of Christendom?

As with non-European “British” sportsmen and women born of foreign parents, those at the forefront of the smear campaign against Corbyn are also dual citizens, although in the case of Corbyn’s detractors this is an issue of religion rather than of race. Allegations of wreath-laying at terrorists’ graves and other ‘undesirable’ associations with Irish republicans and a holocaust-denying survivor of Auschwitz abound, mostly aired by Campaign Against Anti-Semitism, the “charity” responsible for pressing police and CPS Special Crime and Counter-Terrorism Division to have me prosecuted and convicted for singing songs about the “holocaust” and Jewish power.

As the campaign against Corbyn intensified, “Dame” Hodge was named CAA honorary patron, following hot on the heels of the equally abusive Mark Lewis. Zionist angst then became almost palpable as Corbyn’s steadfast resolve not to back down in the face of adversity was praised by both ex-BNP leader, Nick Griffin, and famous American white nationalist, Dr David Duke. Last weekend, CAA launched a petition calling for Corbyn to be immediately removed as Labour leader. Finally yesterday, former Chief Rabbi “Lord” Sacks was wheeled out to reinforce Hodge’s smear, calling Corbyn a “dangerous anti-Semite”. Most astonishing of all was the rabbi’s comparison of Enoch Powell’s Rivers of Blood speech with a comment made by Corbyn at a 2013 pro-Palestinian event where he responded to predictable disruption by The Three Muppeteers, remarking that despite having been born in Britain these particular Zionists lack any sense of irony. For an explanation of how and why all this is happening to Jeremy Corbyn see Gerard Menuhin’s article, Step by Step, published on this humble website last week.


Some would say that the ongoing population replacement of Europeans which began in earnest during the post-war years represents the culmination of the Globalist agenda. Here in Britain, our heavy industry, manufacturing and fishing industries have suffered irreparable decline. Elsewhere, we are now seeing clear moves by Israel to relocate the US tech industry from Silicone Valley to China. As well, censorship and state-sponsored persecution of political dissidents in the west is fast becoming an everyday occurrence: Europeans speaking out against the System are vilified and branded as Nazis, irrespective of whether they are genuine White Nationalists or pro-Israel plastic patriots as in the case of Katie Hopkins or Tommy Robinson. Absurdly, the N word for Whites is even being used against non-white Corbyn supporters. In short, unless you agree with CAA that Corbyn is a Nazi then you’re probably a Nazi too, even if you happen to be Jewish.

Earlier this week, I watched several YouTube documentaries about the 1979 release of Monty Python’s Life of Brian. I also watched the film for perhaps the third time in almost 40 years. There is a scene where Brian – eager to escape Roman centurions as well as a hoard of followers believing Brian to be the messiah – stumbles across a naked old man in the desert who has been keeping a vow of silence for 18 years. Brian causes the old man to break his vow by jumping into the hollow where the old man had been sitting silently in the lotus position for all that time. At first the old man is angry. Then he resigns himself to the fact that he may as well start to speak – and to sing! The next scene shows the naked bearded man jumping up and down singing Hava Nagila. 

Recently, I told my football national anthem anecdote as related at the beginning of this post whilst on a Northern Rail local service, finding myself seated in the middle of a group of Manchester United supporters returning from a match and who were singing, badly. After expressing teacherly disapproval at their painful warblings, I told them the story of national teams singing with vigour and pride and the merry fans on the train then obliged with a much-improved version of Glory, glory, Man United. I was even invited to join their WhatsApp group to attend matches – which I politely declined, explaining that this would result in my father never speaking to me again (not to mention a breach of my Suspended Sentence Order); I was then offered a can of fruity cider, also politely declined. One of the group asked why I was travelling to that particular part of Derbyshire. There ensued a “yes-no” guessing game until, finally, the revelation that I was going to see my probation officer after having been found guilty of singing heretical songs. The grand finale of the most glory-bound train journey of my lifetime ended with a short rendition of two of my most controversial hits: a censored artist must seize every opportunity to perform. As the train pulled to a halt my mini concert had earned laughter, further offers of fruity cider and even kisses.


No more heavy industry. No more manufacturing. No more fishing industry. No more tech industry. And now they are coming for the artists. I grew up on Monty Python and my musical satire is a direct result of my own British upbringing, culture and heritage. Satire and irony are long-standing British institutions: my most infamous song (((Survivors))) parodies Hava Nagila and, cohencidentally, the first group to complain about Life of Brian was an association of rabbis from New York.

Following threats made against the Labour leader, CAA’s CrucifyCorbyn™ petition has resulted in a formal complaint to the Charity Commission and an investigation into malicious communications by the Metropolitan Police. (Note: as well as persuading Jewish News UK to publish a recent article after again reporting me to police for my Claude Lanzmann article, CAA also hosted a death threat against yours truly on their Facebook page just as my trial began last January).

Let us not forget that CAA is run by people whose families were welcomed into this country as guests. In my opinion, a charge of treason would not be unduly harsh. But let’s hope at least that our authorities see sense and de-register this so-called “charity” for reasons of political bias, constant stalking and harassment of women (by CAA-approved Twitter trolls), tax-dodging and generally behaving in the most uncharitable manner. CAA wants to deprive indigenous Brits of their right to freedom of expression and of the rights of voters to choose their leaders. Let’s stop them before it’s too late.