CRISTOBELL/HUTTON'S LATEST HATE-FILLED RAMBLINGS PART 4

Saturday, 25 June 2016
WHY THE COVER UP?

In response to a question on previous blog, Why the cover up?  I sort of picture one of those classic [in] 'The Thick of It' moments 8:05.  Someone in Whitehall picked up the phone that fateful night and it was such an appealing case they decided to give it full government support. As the facts emerged in the full light of day, they were beyond the point of no return. The scenario kind of reminds me of those end of world movies where all the leaders and diplomats are dead or unavailable and the underlings and lunatics take over. The initial mistake must of course lie with Tony Blair, who by 2007 was so used to telling almighty whoppers that this one was probably minor by comparison.

Saturday, 23 July 2016
NOW WE ARE THE BUILDERS - KEEP CORBYN

Today I have signed up to join Jeremy for Labour as a volunteer.  Having just turned 59, I am no longer content to stand on the sidelines as history is being made - I want to be part of it.  Many from my generation have waited for decades for a true socialist leader, and we know this opportunity for change may never come again in our lifetimes.

Sunday, 24 July 2016
OWEN'S MISOGYNIST TASK FORCE
In possibly, one of the daftest policies I have ever heard from a leadership candidate, Owen Smith states that in his first week (if elected) he will set up a high level task force to root out misogyny.  Seriously?  This he deems to be his top priority? He doesn't say exactly where the rooting out of misogyny will begin or indeed where it will end - will it be solely dedicated to the Labour Party, or will there be a department or even a police agency so it can go national?  Will the next man to call his wife a silly cow go straight to jail without passing Go? Will the same law apply to her if she replies 'up yours dickhead'.  

Saturday, 20 August 2016
SOMETHING IN THE AIR
I remember watching the amazing performance of Nicola Sturgeon in the April 2015 Leadership debates and the amazing reaction to her policies from an English audience. In fact, Nicola was not alone in winning popularity among the audience, the left wing policies of Leanne Wood and Natalie Bennett were equally as appealing.  For the first time in years, I began to feel that change was possible.

As a child of immigrant parents, my dad was Scottish, my mum Irish ....

Sunday, 16 October 2016
WHY THE ANTI MCCANNS WERE REVILED
Following the McCann case has often led to one of those big life questions, 'is it me, or is it them?'.  Considering I spend most of my life out of step with the rest of the world, it wasn't a particularly big deal, but I have to say, it was quite unsettling to discover the 'antis' hated me almost as much as the Pros, if not more!

And I don't just mean mild dislike, I mean pure unadulterated hatred of the creepy kind.  They don't seem to realise that all that hatred means nothing, they don't know me, but it is probably eating them alive.  It's why I have been less mean of late, I actually pity them, hanging onto that anonymity may become very difficult in the days that lie ahead.

Wednesday, 19 October 2016
FREEDOM OF SPEECH OR THE RIGHT TO BE OFFENDED?
It seems to me that Freedom of Speech is under more threat today than it has been for a couple of hundred years. It has been replaced by the Right to be Offended, some are even going so far as to ban words from our lexicon, the words in the Red Flag should now be sung 'while namby pambies flinch, and people with alternate opinions, sneer' we'll keep the Red (no offence to ginger people) flag flying here.

Tuesday, 25 October 2016
THE PAEDO LINKS AND THE HATRED
In response to 13:22 on 'Loony Website', I agree the Gasper statements are alarming, so too the evidence volunteered by the social worker Yvonne Martin, but they are not evidence that the tapas children were being abused. The PJ did not release ALL their files, many were held back, and there is a good chance those files contain the more err, sensitive investigations. Obviously investigations that were not pursued because they led nowhere.

I think the evidence of Yvonne Martin (the social worker) is important because it describes the strange behaviour of Kate McCann and David Payne on the morning of 4th May. And by strange behaviour, I mean the way Kate, Payne and the rest of the Tapas group closed ranks - that is they shunned the assistance of a British child protection expert on the ground when their need was greatest. With regard to Yvonne Martin's suspicions about David Payne, I tend to think these would have been checked out by both the police and social services.

Wednesday, 26 October 2016
THE McCANNS AND ME
After much tossing, turning and questioning of conscience, I have decided to add a donate button to my blog.  Unfortunately, writing about the case of missing Madeleine McCann can be seriously detrimental to a writer's career!

Unfortunately, writing about this case has not been without personal loss.  Having featured in the McCann Supporters' Blacklist (Death Dossier) for several years and having several troll sites devoted to me, my work will never been accepted by the mainstream.  Ce la vie. 

I have therefore decided to put up a 'donate' button (right hand column), things break down and parts wear out, and I am determined to last this case out until the end!  If you enjoy my blogs and would like to contribute a small amount to its' upkeep, the price of a magazine or a large G&T, it would be much appreciated! 

UPDATE - 27.10.16

I may have the hind of a rhino, but the sheer viciousness of the attacks on me have got through. I'm shutting my blog shortly, while I reconsider it's future. Typing this with burned fingers and a hugely dented ego, I feel I am providing (free) entertainment to an audience who clearly despise me personally.

It has actually triggered a rather sad childhood memory. When my brother and I, with our thick Irish accents started primary school in posh Virginia Water, our voices gave all the other kids, and indeed the teachers, much opportunity to mock us. I remember at the age of 5 being taken up onto the assembly stage with my 6 year old brother so the headmaster could get us to speak into the microphone and make everyone laugh. We didn't care - we were Irish kids, our granny had taught us put on a show and take a bow, from the moment we could toddle. We even fought as we got off stage, about who got the most laughs.

It took me a lifetime to understand that they weren't laughing with us, they were laughing at us. I still struggle to understand it now, but understand it, I must. At the moment, I have to face the reality that I am giving my all to a project that keeps me in the poverty to which I have become way too accustomed. For an audience, who on the whole, hate me. This may be the wake up call I need, perhaps it is time to write that book or put my energies into something more lucrative My dream, that one day, writing for a living, or at least trying to, will be acknowledged as a real job, rather than an excuse to sit on one's arse all day! Don't get me started on the life on a writer (or maybe I should, there will be many who empathise!). I think if I had a chance to start out again, I would opt for the Stepford route! And yes, I'm laughing.

And to those who think, she's up herself because she's got a blog, the penalty I have paid by not being aloof like other writers, was a risk I was happy to take. It may be I got it wrong, I often do, it's no big deal. Among my dear old dad's (frequent) tut tuts and rants were the words 'you never learn do ya?'. I expect he is sat on a cloud somewhere with my barmy mum, drinking and saying 'och, Jesus!'. (Bugsy, can ya check my grammar, ta).

And yes, pushing a broom or stacking shelves is beneath me! I haven't spent a lifetime studying to break rocks for the entertainment of those who work 9 to 5pm. It is a real job for me. I agree with my critics, I must be crap, but that only makes me try harder. I will never, ever, give up. My dream is to make a living writing, if that is the root of all evil, shoot me now.

For those fearing for my mental health (I have rediscovered alcohol), fear not, I am in a giggly mood, and have the company of SMS (Smart Arsed Son) and the mentality of those who believe I should get a 'real' job. We are presently squabbling about which one of us is the Mentalist, lol.