First off, a slight correction as to my speculations yesterday regards the Tommy Robinson affair. Apparently, Robinson was aware of reporting restrictions on the case. He simply did not understand why these restrictions were in place, namely to avoid jury contamination. Everyone has the right to fair trial. Similar restrictions are currently in place for several high-profile nationalist trials. We cannot complain about contempt rules only when it suits us. Readers will have decide for themselves whether or not Robinson’s actions were deliberately intended to a) jeopardise potential convictions and/or b) to deflect attention away from my case. The most relevant point is that it is indeed the issue of free speech which is the prime motivator of current support for Robinson. We now need to open his supporters’ eyes to those who are in fact behind the desire to further limit our most precious of freedoms.
Parisian Songs of War – Giuseppe Fallisi and Alison Chabloz
Yesterday, I finally received the full video footage of Italian tenor Giuseppe Fallisi and I performing together in Vichy last year in honour of Professor Robert Faurisson’s 88th birthday. Although the acoustics are far from perfect, it was a pleasure to listen again after all this time. Entitled in Italian Parisian Songs of War Mr Fallisi’s own musical compositions take the words of Baudelaire, Rimbaud and Verlaine – poets studied and taught by the professor. Indeed, the professor first became known to the French public at large because of his work on the poetry of Rimbaud.
My YouTube channel is now no longer available in the UK – presumably the same applies in other European ‘free, democratic’ states. I’m told that a well-meaning message appears when trying to access my videos: ‘This channel is no longer available, you can unsubscribe here’.
Ah well. I guess I should consider myself lucky that my channel does at least still exist everywhere else – unlike Richie Allen’s.
My critics are certainly spending vast amounts of time, energy and money trying to silence me.
But not all of them!
Above: the famous Schwarzbadturm, Nordpier mit Sonnenrad
Thanks for your message, Sergeant.
Here is my statement:
Following previous treatment of me by Derbyshire Constabulary, including six arrests, unwarranted detention and seizure of my property whilst seemingly being reluctant to carry out any proper investigation into harassment of which I am the victim, this statement will be published in full on my blog alisonchabloz.wordpress.com as well as forwarded to my solicitor, my barrister, and to Ms Jane Grenfell of the UK Charity Commission.
In just nine days’ time, I will once again be in court, on this occasion for my long-awaited trial. Of course, there is no guarantee that proceedings will be over there and then: the enemies of freedom and justice have a nasty habit of trying to drag things out for as long as possible, in the hope of extracting a guilty plea from those they take sadistic pleasure in persecuting. As my father would say: they can whistle!
On the Campaign Against Antisemitism’s website, there is a fairly recent article written in typically gloating fashion concerning my prosecution (for singing songs) which states that Alison Chabloz is not ‘an important person’. Those at the CAA helm, on the other hand, clearly do consider themselves to be important, a fact outlined in numerous articles brimming with over-inflated rhetoric and self-praise. No holds barred when it comes to CAA’s own admissions to meddling with the authorities, producing yet more anti-white ‘Holocaust’ propaganda, currying favour with high-ranking government officials via social invitations and meetings during which the obvious aim is to influence chief constables, police and crime commissioners, judges and anyone else they can manipulate.
Looking back over the past 12 months, it’s hard to describe my year as being anything other than eventful. Thank you to all my followers, readers and donors – your support has enabled me to continue the fight and remain strong in the face of ever-increasing adversary.
In the past, – asides those contracts on cruise ships where I entertained live audiences daily – my musical performances were more often than not part of some folk gathering or open mic session. Of course, most artists desire a live audience and such events were always enjoyable, giving me the opportunity to meet other musicians playing the local circuit in the North West and Derbyshire.
There’s no denying that I sometimes feel great sadness about having lost this part of my life. Many of those closest to me now are understandably concerned for my safety and believe that appearing at open mics elsewhere is simply not worth the risk.
Another spate of Twitter accounts hacked, or is it simply a case of the same old excuse being dug out in order to save face?
Who might have come up with the idea in the first place? Let’s take an educated guess: