Peter Coulson, presiding judge at yesterday’s High Court hearing, when relying on the Crown’s citation of authorities from the 2012 Twitter joke trial (R vs Chambers), stated wrongly that, unlike YouTube videos that are available for to everyone to see, it was necessary to be registered with Twitter to see tweets. The ruling also states, also wrongly in my view, that – as with a tweet – my videos were “immediately streamed” as a result of anyone accessing them.
Also sitting, Bobbie Cheema-Grubb, admonished my barrister, Adrian Davies, for his analogy – coherent in my view – that the ‘sending’ of a message to an inanimate object, as in to a server in California, fails to come under the legislation of S. 127.
Whilst Cheema-Chubb noted that it was unhelpful to compare old forms of communication with the Internet, she appeared not to take into consideration the fact that legislation contained within S. 127 has a history dating back decades, first for ‘offensive, menacing or threatening’ letters and then for similarly abusive phone calls.
Final business of the day was an agreement between both sides, in court, that my costs were to be covered by the tax payer: a pretty clear admission that this entire farce has been a huge waste of precious court time and of public resources.
Yesterday’s spin from Zionist-controlled mass media regards ‘Holocaust’ Memorial Day 2019 was slightly different than in preceding years. There were, of course, plenty of films and documentaries meant to reinforce the current state religion of Holocaustianity – the world’s newest foundation myth, created in order to control western society and prevent Europeans from attaining their full potential.
From The Guardian – whose founder’s motto, ironically, was Comment is free but facts are sacred:
Moshe Kantor, president of the European Jewish Congress, said: “As each year the number of Holocaust survivors able to share their personal testimony diminishes, our responsibility to honour their experience, to educate the uninitiated grows ever greater if we are to ensure that Jews can live as safely as all other European citizens.
“On 27 January, the world will unite to remember all the victims of the Holocaust – let their voices give us the call to action we need to work together, united, to ensure the future of the Europe we know.”
The 22 years I spent in relative isolation in the Swiss Alps where local traditions are cherished served me well. I speak perfect French, not-so-perfect German, earned myself a music degree from Lausanne’s Haute École de Musique and became a mother as well as a competent skier. On the other hand, this chocolate-box lifestyle didn’t quite prepare me for what I would find on returning to my birthplace: a land transformed by weaponised mass immigration, a deeply divided populace ingrained with ever-increasing levels of intolerance towards one another – the products of a political and social system corrupt to the core.
Nevertheless, my musical education provided me with plenty of opportunities; performing at the Edinburgh Fringe, in local folk bands, on cruise ships and as a solo artist. Indeed, my solo Songs of the Shoah earned worldwide acclaim – as well as a conviction for malicious communications. Is there any other western artist – folk, punk, rap or even Blood and Honour – who has suffered the same level of censorship and persecution for their music? Moreover, why would any self-respecting nationalist-revisionist residing in a country with no specific law banning historical revisionism also be seeking to cut out my tongue?
Alas, we do not live in a sane world. And those within the UK nationalist community who have declared a war of strategy against me seem to have lost their moral and intellectual compasses. Still, perhaps this debacle will result in a turnaround – eventually. Those who saw fit to sign and publish a scandalously untrue and unfair version of events following the sabotage of Prof Faurisson’s final conference in Shepperton have unwittingly declared their own hand and, thankfully, there are still enough sane people around able to recognise that there is something deeply amiss in the accusations laid against me.
One such decent person called round for a visit earlier. Perhaps unintentionally he provided what might be the very final piece of the Shepperton puzzle: a murder mystery now finally solved? Although I didn’t realise at the time, the actual puzzle piece had already been published in yesterday’s article: three photos (see below) from Hope Not Hate’s (HnH) most recent magazine. Publication of the magazine was delayed, as confirmed by the article mentioning me on page 38. I realised only after my friend had left and after publishing yesterday’s post that this HnH article might well be the key to the entire mystery.
Let me again cite the relevant passage from the article:
“Edmonds and Chabloz marching alongside each other was made the more interesting as he was at the time party to a soon to be released denouncement of Chabloz, decrying her a “traitor and saboteur.”
After my friend had gone home, I remembered that the only time I had seen this same incongruous assertion – that Richard Edmonds already knew before the NF Remembrance Day parade I was to be denounced – was in an email sent by Edmonds November 26th. This email was then forwarded to me by one of his correspondents December 2nd. The email begins :
“[…] Dear All,
Yes, a calamity and a very unpleasant business. Yes, I was proud to stand at the Cenotaph and Yes, I did know most of the facts which have now been revealed on the H.& D. web-site, but Remembrance Day is not the occasion to raise such matters. There has to be a proper time and a place for such.”
The forwarded version sent to me on December 2nd did not include Edmonds’ cc list. In order to narrow down the possibilities of how HnH came about this information, I needed this list. When it arrived, I was surprised to see only a dozen email addresses. One name in particular stood out. In the words of Kate Bush: I raise my hat to the strange phenomena.
In Matthew Collins’ HnH online article dated November 26th – the day after the H&D Shepperton sabotage statement – he claims that a female “reporter” travelled by train with a group of attendees from Waterloo to the conference venue. The segment also mentions Derek Beackon who was indeed part of that group, as was Edmonds along with several other male patriots. However, there was no pre-journey meet-up at any Waterloo pub and Beackon confirmed yesterday that neither Collins nor HnH were discussed at any point during the entire journey. As related in the first post of this series, HnH’s informant must have been an insider, with all trails leading back either to the organisers, to one of the guests, or to a combination of both.
Collins gives us a clue to the identity of his informant: the number of women present at the conference can be counted on the fingers of one hand. We also learn that the female informant must have a strong dislike for Derek Beackon. As well, the alleged caller to HnH passing herself off as “Sophie” can realistically only be a woman – most likely the same person who also provided HnH with a photo of the venue and cars parked outside.
Whilst waiting for Edmonds’ cc list, I tried to find information on Twitter that might indicate when exactly the HnH magazine was published. There is no mention prior to December 19th. However, on Collins’ timeline, I came across the following tweet:
Now off to meet by bezzie for wine and gossip. She’s a Sloane. A lightweight and a Sloane. Most of her gossip is usually about me but I let it slide..
Now, I am not suggesting that Collins’ “bezzie – a lightweight and a Sloane” – is the same person whose name jumped out at me on Edmonds’ cc list, but coincidence is indeed a Strange Phenomenon: Collins’ physical and sociological descriptions fit Melinda Cordwell (aka Melissa Caldwell)to a tee; and Cordwell just happens to be one of the handful of women who attended the Shepperton conference. Cordwell and HnH are fully aware of the ongoing spat between Michele Renouf, Peter Rushton and myself. Mostly likely they also knew or at least suspected that I was banned from attending the conference.
As well as a marked lack of enthusiasm for WW2 historical revisionism, Cordwell is another woman who dislikes me intensely, even more than she dislikes Renouf. There’s also evidence to suggest that she is not particularly fond of either Derek Beackon or Richard Edmonds. In one group email forwarded to me by Fredrick Töben dated March 2018, Cordwell counter-attacks complaints made against David Irving whilst lobbying to have Renouf and I evicted from revisionist ranks. A further digital trail consisting of posts on VNN UK forum leaves little room for doubt: here is a woman scorned, intent on stirring up tensions between revisionists and above all determined to manoeuvre herself into a sphere of influence.
Like Renouf and Cordwell, Julie Lake is no fan of mine either. Lake’s long-winded, non-factual emails likewise testify to her desire to see me excluded from nationalist platforms. Along with Cordwell, both Renouf and Lake are included in Edmond’s cc list whereas, perhaps surprisingly, Rushton is not. Cordwell didn’t add her signature to the H&D statement. Neither did Lake. Maybe they were never asked, but it would be no surprise if they both endorsed and even encouraged publication from behind the scenes.
Despite emails and forum posts bitterly criticising Renouf, Edmonds, Beackon and yours truly, Cordwell’s attitude regards my detractors changed dramatically within just a couple of months. Following Jez Turner’s final court appearance, a few supporters gathered at a local Weatherspoons. Two distinct groups formed. No prizes for guessing where Cordwell chose to position herself. All past animosity was suddenly swept aside and from then on it was all smiles and compliments. Cordwell now best pals with Renouf, Edmonds, et al., – after lamenting having been treated so badly in the past by these same people..? It just doesn’t add up, unless perhaps sums of money were involved – or because Cordwell was persuaded of an opportunity to become part of the “inner circle” at long last?
Cordwell was contacted prior to publication of this article and asked if she was in any way involved with HnH. I also asked her if she owned a VNN Forum account and whether she still stood by her wish to “purge the egotists” from the UK revisionist “closed shop”. Cordwell did not respond.
[Update: events over the past twelve months since this article was first published would tend to confirm that the Hope Not Hate spy in Shepperton that day was in fact Julie Lake.]
One person I have never heard Rushton, Edmonds, Renouf, Lake, Cordwell, et al., complain about is Jez Turner. The world of the UK alt-right elite stopped turning when he was sent to prison and now, under strict licence conditions, he is unlikely – incapable even – to be able to smooth over what has become a gaping abyss within British nationalism-revisionism. But as far as I’m concerned and notwithstanding Turner’s imposed absence, the Judgment Day is nigh for those determined to discredit me (and who now seemingly want to see me sectioned for having the audacity to appeal my conviction and sentence).
Above: Jez Turner was sent to prison a week before I received my suspended sentence. Turner’s decision not to appeal was met with consternation from certain UK Revisionists. After organising a fundraiser in his honour from which I was excluded, these same individuals then ganged together to accuse me of sabotage, manslaughter and, when these allegations fell on deaf ears, they then tried to shame me into abandoning my own appeal.
To be fair, no one could have imagined that Prof Faurisson would succumb to a heart attack the next day. Despite the organisers’ wish to discredit me, it also seems highly unlikely that they would risk endangering their guests and the 89-year old Professor – not to mention their own (ahem) reputations – by organising the sabotage of their own meeting. Nevertheless, by way of their all-encompassing desire to see me banished from nationalist circles, my detractors usurped the name of Robert Faurisson in the most shameful and disgraceful manner in order to accuse me of working for the enemy and hold me responsible for the professor’s death. The bigger question, of course, is whether or not such machinations were also implemented in order to discredit and undermine the revisionist cause itself.
Are these self-proclaimed proponents of historical exactitude and free speech willing to take responsibility for the consequences of their own actions and face up to the fact that the abyss they themselves created has now become deeper and wider than ever?
Sadly, this damage is unlikely to be repaired any time soon; perhaps also partly due to sloppy inertia on the part of understandably disillusioned male patriots? Having seen very little achievement in practical terms over the course of their political lives and having witnessed never-ending infighting within nationalist ranks, many of them no longer have the will or desire to fight and instead simply prefer to be entertained whilst supping ale.
If I had not spent a substantial slice of life in Switzerland, then perhaps I too would have been subdued into inertia as a result of ever-increasing oppression imposed by successive UK governments. Perhaps the Alpine air and traditional lifestyle help to preserve authenticity and spirit – transient qualities so easily trampled under the jackboots of authoritarian police states.
It’s been an interesting winter so far and I am honoured to have received two New Year Awards from associations dedicated to defending freedom of speech, including the Hutten Award (Adelaide Institute). I am of course also immensely grateful to all those who continue to support me by way of donations and kind messages.
Finally, after this marathon writing session of 5,000 words and endless editing, methinks it will soon be the right time to start singing again. Meanwhile, all patriots, including those still bearing grudges, are welcome to come along and support my appeal which begins at Southwark Crown Court, February 11th, 10 am.
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?
Reasons for the enemy wanting ever stricter bail conditions became clearer last Wednesday. First imposed December 2016 by Friend of Israel DJ Emma Arbuthnot (recused), I have now been on bail for 15 months. Last autumn’s Freedom of Information request provides ample confirmation of Crown witness and CAA EnforcerSteve Silverman‘s determined efforts to have me locked up for breach of bail, thus obtaining a police interview which could be used against me in court. Much of the questioning in fact centred on my answers to Sgt Jon Lloyd regards my song Too Extreme For The BNP for which no charges have been brought. I think on the whole press coverage was pretty fair: selective in parts, for sure, but Jenni Frazer actually manages to call me a performer – a giant step forward. Hurrah!
Above: Barrister Adrian Davies and Alison Chabloz leaving court. Photo Colin Bex.
By and large, the general public accepts the given narrative of WW2. The victors get to write history, thereafter ensuring that their version of events is reinforced by way of education, media and, in particular, the funding of onside lawmakers who will eventually be persuaded to bring about legislation that will effectively silence dissenting views. Here in the UK, my court case proceedings show that we are teetering on the brink of a ‘Holocaust’ denial law, as it were, being ushered in through the back door. Nevertheless, if I am found guilty in January, the appeal process will be used, if necessary to the highest level. A brief update of Monday’s hearing can be found here.
Vultures are looming again. Squawking and blustering on Twitter with the thought of spilling yet more of our children’s blood in another pointless war.
They’re also after my blood. Or at least my silence. Today, a troop of tribal cyberterrorists is plotting to attack a local church’s special carol service :
Hopefully someone will find out? Seemingly, the above trio of Zionazis are gnashing their teeth at the idea of ruining the hard work of everyone involved – at Christmas! The music will be provided by myself and two fellow musos, there will be a candlelit procession for the kids and and, later on, supper and dancing with music again provided by yours truly.
Three local church leaders are involved. After knowing each other for over a year now, I’m sure if I explained my situation to my friend the vicar he would be willing to write a character reference, as has been also suggested by others who’ve known me since my university days.
@MattZomeal aka Simon Cobbs, founder of Sussex Friends of Israel (who I’ve written about here) and his cyberbullying pals are all associates of this very same, non-Jewish Internet troll Ambrosine Chetrit and are therefore in breach of the police-worded, recorded delivery cease and desist letter which Chetrit received last year and signed for herself.
Also in reference to yesterday’s blog, it would appear that Jasna Badzak is seeking a restraining order against me for pointing out her lies and hypocrisy on Twitter. I wish her good luck with that.
As well, two peace-keeping missions have been set up to try and mediate – although I haven’t seen either mediator trying to negotiate publicly with Badzak who continues to isolate herself, mainly thanks to her own stubborness.
One of these peace-keeping emissaries is Jason Schumann aka @DebatingCulture who earned himself a well-deserved block :
‘You’re making things worse!’ came the reproachful reply to my calm assertions regards Badzak’s blatant dishonesty. The reproach came with the @ name tags of my detractors attached. Yet I’m the one accused of making things worse?
By playing the role of peace-emissery, Shumann is merely indulging in some much-needed image-grooming. Perhaps Schumann needs to gracefully withdraw once and for all before I decide to root around in my archives for those emails concerning BDS, a lawyer named Simmons and Chetrit ? – Emails that arrived with strict instructions not to show to anyone. Or how about the song I was commissioned to write, set to those lyrics?
Schumann is wasting his time. As are the vultures. Their attempts to silence me, their abuse and harassment is plain for all to see. If they really want to silence me then they’re going to have to kill me.
This is my jihad.
A few minutes ago my attention was drawn to an LBC phone-in audio of a certain ‘Nicola from Hertfordshire’ stating ‘Every Muslim is guilty by association‘ for the recent attacks in Paris.
During her extraordinary call, ‘Nicola’ claims to be a Catholic, then seems to contradict herself. It’s clear she hates Muslims.
Unastonishingly, ‘Nicola’ sounds exactly like Ambrosine Chetrit (this despite a seemingly short-lived career doing voice-overs). If Chetrit managed to fool everyone into thinking she was Jewish – including AIDA, one of Germany’s largest employers – then why not also try to kid people into thinking she’s a Catholic? Although, it could also be true. And after this call we can be sure Chetrit is definitely not Jewish.