Season’s greetings to all. Here is a brief review of 2019 that, in the end, turned out to be not so brief. The new year is fraught with the prospect of yet another upcoming spell behind bars, for singing songs. More on that later…
A year ago today, Robert Faurisson passed away. For more than 40 years, his life was entirely dedicated to the revisionist cause. By way of his study, research and quest for historical exactitude, he also sought exoneration for the German people, wrongly accused during and since the Nuremberg Victors’ Trials, and declared his unbending support for the plight of the indigenous Arabs of occupied Palestine.
In light of Faurisson’s dual citizenship (France/UK) and bilingualism, it is perhaps unsurprising that he was the first prominent revisionist to discover my own leanings in this direction. That was back in 2015 when I performed a quenelle salute at the Edinburgh Fringe. From that infamous day onward, Faurisson – with the help of his devoted sister, Madame Yvonne S. – was typically diligent in informing revisionists worldwide of my musical and other contributions, for which I am still immensely grateful.
When I began composing my series of Songs of the Shoah, I paid tribute to Faurisson in ‘Nemo’s Antisemitic Universe‘ – one of the songs which later saw me convicted and sentenced in an English court. Before circulating the video of my song, I sent him a copy, politely asking his permission to proceed. His response came almost immediately with a resounding J’approuve! The rest is history, so to speak…
My unexpected release from HMP New Hall on unconditional bail last week appears to have somewhat dampened my detractors’ celebratory mood, in particular for the start of the Jewish New Year, Rosh Hashanah. Following vituperative pleas that I be shiv’d inside prison (= stabbed ), post-release whining has reverted to the usual calls for censorship and that I would do well to hang myself. Such nice people. Why they still think it’s a wise move to grant me further publicity is, frankly, unfathomable.
This latest round of persecution has led to my profile being raised further, with messages of love and support flooding in from near and far. Many thanks to everyone for their kind encouragements. Those of you frustrated in your attempts to donate (my latest donation pages at Patreon and Ko-Fi having been suspended with funds sequestered!) can find more information on how to help by clicking here.
In the above interview, first published by MetaTV, Thibault and Alison cover many topics, including Alison’s recent ban from entering France and the current situation facing European patriots.
Musical extracts ~ me playing keys over backing tracks of jazz standards, Taking a chance… and Gee, baby…
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Unfortunately, owing to tech issues, I am unable to upload the documents cited but will keep trying and update as necessary.
Alison. X x
It sounds better than ‘Dumpling of dumplings’ – although the English translation might be more apt as far as my silhouette is concerned. But let’s stick with the French for now…
Following my participation at last month’s Forum de l’Europe, it was suggested that I should perform at this year’s Bal des Quenelles – an annual celebration every Summer Solstice at the country residence of France’s best known comic and inventor of the Quenelle, Dieudonné. I waited patiently for confirmation and was rewarded with the offer of a 15-minute first-half slot, all expenses paid and a VIP backstage pass.
Two days before I was due to take the Eurostar to Paris, the mayoress of St-Lubin-de-la-Haye – a nondescript liberal feminist author – threatened to shut down the event, predictably citing ‘anti-Semitism’ and the risk of a breach of the peace. Dieudonné responded with typical defiance and humour. The mayoress’s letter was in fact a thinly disguised attempt to dissuade people from making the effort to attend: with the theme announced as a ‘Yellow Vests Special’ and an almost perfect weather forecast, the authorities’ frantic scaremongering was clearly intended to put a damper on things. But there was no doubt in my mind that Chabloz would go to the ball.
Last weekend, I was once again privileged to speak and perform in Paris on the occasion of the Vème Forum de l’Europe, organised by Jeune Nation and Yvan Benedetti of Parti Nationaliste Français (PNF), and to participate the following day in the traditional parade and banquet in honour of the patron saint of France, St. Joan of Arc.
Above: European speakers on the podium. From left to right: Pierre-Marie Bonneau (PNF), Sorin Olariu (Fondation Ogoranu, Romania), Hervé van Laethem (Nation, Belgium), Alison Chabloz and Yvan Benedetti (PNF). Photo © Jeune Nation.
This video is an experiment. I still need to improve my audio editing skills – noticeable in the rather irregular quality of the sound. Probably not a good idea to prepare for two-track recording (vocals / guitar) when most of the video is just me talking. Anyway, I did what I could and hopefully will be better next time.
As promised, references to various items cited can be found here: Right of Reply – In response to my emotionally-challenged in-house critics and their demands for my SURGICAL REMOVAL from nationalist circles.
Many thanks to Philip, Paul, Ali, Ruby, Mary and John for their recent donations. Apologies for being behind with my correspondence and personal notes of thanks. I will get round to tackling my inbox later this week.
Yesterday, February 13th, was the 74th anniversary of the bombing of Dresden in which over 100,000 men, women and children were burned alive in a holocaust delivered by the British and American air forces. There were more German civilian deaths during just a few days’ bombing raids over Dresden and Frankfurt than there were British victims of German bombs throughout the entire Second World War.
They fought for our freedoms – or so we were told.