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Monday, 30 November 2009

Climate Change.





hat tip http://grumpyoldtwat.blogspot.com/

Friday, 20 November 2009

England My England




Goodbye to my England, so long my old friend
Your days are numbered, being brought to an end
To be Scottish, Irish or Welsh that's fine
But don't say you're English, that's way out of line.

The French and the Germans may call themselves such
So may Norwegians, the Swedes and the Dutch
You can say you are Russian or maybe a Dane
But don't say you're English ever again.

At Broadcasting House the word is taboo
In Brussels it's scrapped, in Parliament too
Even schools are affected, staff do as they're told
They must not teach children about England of old.

Writers like Shakespeare, Milton and Shaw
The pupils don't learn about them anymore
How about Agincourt, Hastings, Arnhem or Mons?
When England lost hosts of her very brave sons.

We are not Europeans, how can we be?
Europe is miles away, over the sea
We're the English from England, let's all be proud
Stand up and be counted............shout it out loud!

Let's tell our Government and Brussels too
We're proud of our heritage and the Red, White and Blue
Fly the flag of Saint George or the Union Jack
Let the world know....WE WANT OUR ENGLAND BACK !!!

Thursday, 19 November 2009

Crowborough Town Council-Undemocratic sham.

Above you can see the picture of one of our town councillors (Leigh Colbran).

A representative of the people of Crowborough voted for by the people of Crowborough you would think.

This democratically elected representative has been appointed chairman of the communications and events comittee presumably because she is the best "person" for the job.

When I looked up the last town council election results I am left in some doubt whether Leigh is actually an elected Town Councillor at all.

Look at the results detailed below.



Crowborough Town Council - Crowborough North Ward
Candidate
Leigh COLBRAN

357 votes

8.88% Not Elected


So there you have it -someone who only got 8.88% of the vote and not elected somehow manages to be appointed as a councillor.

Perhaps someone could enlighten me how this can be democratic .

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

F##k off Hackerman.


Some naughty person has been trying to hack into my hot mail account.


I am not sure what interest my e mails would be to anyone especially as I delete all the interesting ones after reading .


All in all it was a pretty pathetic attempt and someday I may well track down the person /organisation responsible as I am sure there must be a law against it.There seems to be a law against everything else these days.


As someone is keen to know more about me I have posted an updated picture above to help them identify me .


Tuesday, 17 November 2009

Sussex Police Authority




Does anyone think its strange that Sussex Police Authority is registered as a company with companies house?

Does anyone think its equally strange that they have an unresolved CCJ judgement against them?

No! good-thats all right then.

I also think its pretty strange that Sussex police authority swallowed £237,000,000 for the year 2007/2008.What do they spend all this lovely wonga on I hear you ask.
It seems that we are funding 3118 proper coppers and 2420 useless PCSOs .Some town councils fund their own PCSOs so the ratio of PCSO to proper coppers could be 1:1 which is pretty disturbing.In Crowborough the Police rely on the PCSOs and then moan they havnt got enough manpower to deal with real crime issues.Perhaps if the powers that be decided to abolish the post of PCSO and use the money saved to employ more proper coppers they would then have sufficient manpower to Police the towns effectively 24hrs a day.This will never happen though because the PCSOs are useful for all the little social engineering jobs that help community cohesion or some such bollocks.

Click here for info.

Thursday, 12 November 2009

ESCC and Goebells unlikely bedfellows.




Have a look at the following extract from an official document from ESCC .Although its about deer deaths you can get some idea of the mindset of the council.As stated before the council is obsessed about being seen in a good light.Stories are released to tame journalists(hello Newsquest)so that the council has control over what is being published which is not always the same as the truth.The most disturbing part of it is the continual reference to the Police.

In general terms, East Sussex County Council will
take the lead on media handling. However,
information flow between partners must be high and
Sussex Police should be alerted to any response
given to the media
Media relations:
1. We will keep target journalists fully informed
by issuing standard press releases and
offering suitable news and feature stories
linked to the scheme’s key messages (see
below for a full list of key messages)

A second extract is seen below which clearly mentions changing peoples behaviour and perception and countering any negative media comments.

Required outcome
(change in perception
and/or behaviour)
1. To inform drivers of the actions they need to
take if they see a dead or injured deer on
any road in East Sussex
2. To ensure stakeholders are fully briefed on
the background and aims of the scheme
3. Maintain general public support by keeping
them informed about the scheme
4. Counter any negative media about the
scheme

Having read it perhaps one of the frequent visitors(4 this morning) from ESCC could explain why the council should spend time and money glorifying their own stupid ideas and using propaganda (lies if you like) to brainwash the public into believing they are doing something worthwhile.


Nazi propaganda chief Joseph Goebbels was the master of the “big lie” tactic in which a lie, no matter how outrageous, is repeated often enough that it will eventually be accepted as truth. Goebbels explained:

If you tell a lie big enough and keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it. The lie can be maintained only for such time as the State can shield the people from the political, economic and/or military consequences of the lie. It thus becomes vitally important for the State to use all of its powers to repress dissent, for the truth is the mortal enemy of the lie, and thus by extension, the truth is the greatest enemy of the State.

Another couple of quotes from WW2 that may apply.

"tracers work both ways"

"heavy flak indicates that you are near the target"

Wednesday, 11 November 2009

East Sussex County Council .




I made sure I finished work early today to attend the war memorial at 11am in order to remember those that died to preserve our freedoms.I wonder what those people who fought in 2 world wars would think about the creeping police state and erosion of personal freedoms that we have to put up with in this country under Mc dooms socialist darien government.
Gordon Brown showed his true (yellow) colours when he refused to bow his head in respect at the cenotaph and then went on to argue about his spelling with a poor lady that had lost her son in the shithole that is Afghanistan.
I came home and had lunch whilst checking my e mails and web traffic to discover that some piece of shit in East Sussex County Council (194.140.226.#)was monitoring my site between 10.30am until gone 11.00am.I think you all see where I am going on this but I will spell it anyway.This cunt was wanking off (metaphorically I hope)
over the contents of this blog when he/she should have been doing something more useful (slitting his/her wrists would be a good start).Worse than that though is the fact that when most people are remembering our war dead this vermin was fucking around on the internet at the taxpayers expense.You see nothing must stand in the way of monitoring and controlling the populace not even 2 minutes silence to remember those that fought to preserve the very same freedoms that Mr/Mrs snooper from ESCC are trying to destroy.
Wait for the reply from someone saying something along the lines of " i came across your blog by accident blah blah blah ESCC are great,you are wrong and I am more intelligent than you blah blah blah " .

Tuesday, 10 November 2009

East Sussex County Council Part 2




Had an interesting email from a person who knows someone who works for ESCC.

Its common knowledge that all councils including ESCC have a group of people paid to monitor the press to make sure no one goes "off message".Councils only like to read about how wonderful they are and what a great service they provide.Most of the editors of the local papers are compliant and only print articles that will meet with
approval from the local politburo.Blogs are also monitored but cannot be controlled in the same way that the local press can be and the powers that be do not like it one bit.We all know that Brown had his own henchmen (Mc Bride and Draper)that would not hesitate to smear people if it meant political gain.Who would have thought though that Councils play the same game and are not adverse to a bit of smearing themselves including encouraging bloggers to break the law and then drop them in the shit in order to silence them.

Mandelson orders you not to read this.



Written by Mr J Clarkson before being censored by Peter Fondlebum.

I’ve given the matter a great deal of thought all week, and I’m afraid I’ve decided that it’s no good putting Peter Mandelson in a prison. I’m afraid he will have to be tied to the front of a van and driven round the country until he isn’t alive any more.
He announced last week that middle-class children will simply not be allowed into the country’s top universities even if they have 4,000 A-levels, because all the places will be taken by Albanians and guillemots and whatever other stupid bandwagon the conniving idiot has leapt

I hate Peter Mandelson. I hate his fondness for extremely pale blue jeans and I hate that preposterous moustache he used to sport in the days when he didn’t bother trying to cover up his left-wing fanaticism. I hate the way he quite literally lords it over us even though he’s resigned in disgrace twice, and now holds an important decision-making job for which he was not elected. Mostly, though, I hate him because his one-man war on the bright and the witty and the successful means that half my friends now seem to be taking leave of their senses.

There’s talk of emigration in the air. It’s everywhere I go. Parties. Work. In the supermarket. My daughter is working herself half to death to get good grades at GSCE and can’t see the point because she won’t be going to university, because she doesn’t have a beak or flippers or a qualification in washing windscreens at the lights. She wonders, often, why we don’t live in America.

Then you have the chaps and chapesses who can’t stand the constant raids on their wallets and their privacy. They can’t understand why they are taxed at 50% on their income and then taxed again for driving into the nation’s capital. They can’t understand what happened to the hunt for the weapons of mass destruction. They can’t understand anything. They see the Highway Wombles in those brand new 4x4s that they paid for, and they see the M4 bus lane and they see the speed cameras and the community support officers and they see the Albanians stealing their wheelbarrows and nothing can be done because it’s racist.

And they see Alistair Darling handing over £4,350 of their money to not sort out the banking crisis that he doesn’t understand because he’s a small-town solicitor, and they see the stupid war on drugs and the war on drink and the war on smoking and the war on hunting and the war on fun and the war on scientists and the obsession with the climate and the price of train fares soaring past £1,000 and the Guardian power-brokers getting uppity about one shot baboon and not uppity at all about all the dead soldiers in Afghanistan, and how they got rid of Blair only to find the lying twerp is now going to come back even more powerful than ever, and they think, “I’ve had enough of this. I’m off.”

It’s a lovely idea, to get out of this stupid, Fairtrade, Brown-stained, Mandelson-skewed, equal-opportunities, multicultural, carbon-neutral, trendily left, regionally assembled, big-government, trilingual, mosque-drenched, all-the-pigs-are-equal, property-is-theft hellhole and set up shop somewhere else. But where?

You can’t go to France because you need to complete 17 forms in triplicate every time you want to build a greenhouse, and you can’t go to Switzerland because you will be reported to your neighbours by the police and subsequently shot in the head if you don’t sweep your lawn properly, and you can’t go to Italy because you’ll soon tire of waking up in the morning to find a horse’s head in your bed because you forgot to give a man called Don a bundle of used notes for “organising” a plumber.

You can’t go to Australia because it’s full of things that will eat you, you can’t go to New Zealand because they don’t accept anyone who is more than 40 and you can’t go to Monte Carlo because they don’t accept anyone who has less than 40 mill. And you can’t go to Spain because you’re not called Del and you weren’t involved in the Walthamstow blag. And you can’t go to Germany ... because you just can’t.

The Caribbean sounds tempting, but there is no work, which means that one day, whether you like it or not, you’ll end up like all the other expats, with a nose like a burst beetroot, wondering if it’s okay to have a small sharpener at 10 in the morning. And, as I keep explaining to my daughter, we can’t go to America because if you catch a cold over there, the health system is designed in such a way that you end up without a house. Or dead.

Canada’s full of people pretending to be French, South Africa’s too risky, Russia’s worse and everywhere else is too full of snow, too full of flies or too full of people who want to cut your head off on the internet. So you can dream all you like about upping sticks and moving to a country that doesn’t help itself to half of everything you earn and then spend the money it gets on bus lanes and advertisements about the dangers of salt. But wherever you go you’ll wind up an alcoholic or dead or bored or in a cellar, in an orange jumpsuit, gently wetting yourself on the web. All of these things are worse than being persecuted for eating a sandwich at the wheel.

I see no reason to be miserable. Yes, Britain now is worse than it’s been for decades, but the lunatics who’ve made it so ghastly are on their way out. Soon, they will be back in Hackney with their South African nuclear-free peace polenta. And instead the show will be run by a bloke whose dad has a wallpaper shop and possibly, terrifyingly, a twerp in Belgium whose fruitless game of hunt-the-WMD has netted him £15m on the lecture circuit.

So actually I do see a reason to be miserable. Which is why I think it’s a good idea to tie Peter Mandelson to a van. Such an act would be cruel and barbaric and inhuman. But it would at least cheer everyone up a bit. onto in the meantime.

Thursday, 5 November 2009

East Sussex County Council.




I would like to welcome the visitor from East Sussex County Council who dropped in for a few minutes at 8.56am.I was initially a bit worried that a naughty person in ESCC might be using the internet for private use whilst being paid to do something (anything) in return for the copious amounts of money we give them.I need not have worried though because the staff at ESCC dont start work until 10.30 (just in time for a tea break).11.00am a quick meeting to discuss diversity and equality shit then early lunch at 11.30 till 2.30.In the afternoon they get down to what they do best.
Afternoon is always set aside to "how can we waste as much taxpayers money as possible" whilst thinking up hairbrained schemes.Afternoon tea break is followed swiftly by going home (flexi time).So There you go I dont want anyone to get the impression that ESCC employees are lazy good for nothing parasites that wouldnt recognise a proper job if it bit them on their fat backsides.
I now look forward to the usual anonymong comments that I dont know what I am talking about and what right have you got to slag us off when you know nothing about the inner workings of Local Government.Well actually anonymongtard I am paying the wages of these people and therefore that makes me the boss and them the servant.
Local Authority parasites seem to think this is not the case and the public must do what they are told and think what they are told to think or else.This is why you get people employed by the taxpayer surfing the internet during work times reading blogs like this so they can throw their hands up and be offended.You can almost hear the drones flicking through the RIPA regulations to see if there is anything they can do to stifle dissent.My advise is dont bother -its still a free country (just) and until sharia law is implemented we are all free to speak freely about anything we like.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~update~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

ESCC 194.140.226.# visited at 11:25:35 am .

psops.net visited at 11:44:38 am .

Get back to work you lazy bastards.

Tuesday, 3 November 2009

Sussex Police Authority.




Is it any wonder why Sussex Police are so useless when they have people like this running it.

The bottom picture is of the Assistant Chief Constable no less who has raked up 24 years in the Police without doing anything of note at all.I think it would not be unkind to say that his knowledge of Policing does not extend beyond the doors of his office.He is definitely a paid up member of the shiny arsed brigade that has made a career out of avoiding the nasty business of actually Policing by meeting the people who pay his wages.
The top picture is of some useless individual whose name escapes me but has managed to wangle the position of chairman of the Police Authority.The words useless,scruffy,hippy,lefty springs to mind when I see his picture.

The authority is made up of the not great and definitely not good of Sussex society.If you could imagine a meeting of the gay and lesbian society of the local social services department you will have a good idea how crap the authority is.
You cant get the minutes of their meetings but I have obtained a summary below.

Blah blah blah diversity
Blah blah blah engagement
Blah Blah blah ethnic minorities
Blah blah blah muslims are really great.
Blah blah blah Im useless and pig ugly
Blah blah blah Alcohol is evil because my muslim pals say so.
Blah blah blah Im a lesbian with a chip on my shoulder
etc etc

Stretch this shit out for 2 hours and then play it back at a quarter speed and you will have some idea of the calibre of the meetings.Is it any wonder really that Sussex Police are useless when they have these absolute cretins in charge.Not one of those that attend the meetings have ever had a proper job(including the rossers).They all seem to be common purpose PC drones who cant think or speak up for themselves.
If you want to know more and identify some of the individual members then click here

Come the revolution there isnt going to be enough lamposts and piano wire for all these "useful idiots".