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Another slice of Freedom gone

Posted on September 25, 2008January 16, 2025 by admin

Refering back to Leg Irons post on Who will Save Us? Perhaps we should have a look at the slices of liberty that are gently being shaved away from our freedom by the crazy 646. We have had over 3000 new laws introduced by them as they seek to regulate and monitor, prosecute and ostracise the individual. I tried to sell a grey squirrel today but that has been made illegal. Did you also know that householders who fail to nominate a neighbour to turn off their alarm while they are away from home can be breaking the law? One new law a day under New Labour.

Today, ID cards for foreigners were released. A soft push to get the rest of us to accept our cattle tags, they start on language students first, then the rest of us by 2017. If I was a student, I would tell the immigration officer (yes, they must meet) to shove his card up his fucking arse.

This is not Britain. This is East Germany without the discipline or the Leica cameras. When is it going to stop? When are the 646 going to be happy that they have legislated enough? When are they going to stand back and say “right, that’s that sorted then. Everyone is safe/secure/compliant”?

Just as the hippies and lentil munchers wrecked havoc on society during the sixties and seventies with their social experiments, vile experiments that led to sink estates and the Guardian, ghettos and ganglands and school leavers who can hit the teacher but can’t read or write, we now have a new 646, full of lawyers who know of nothing other than how to legislate. Hence the one new law a day.

I would like a parliament of individuals. Independents, elected on what they said they would do, not some diktat from the Politburo. I would like to see Party Whips, well, whipped. Through the fucking streets. I would like to see real democracy. Other countries have it (Switzerland for example) and they are never involved in pointless wars. They never have to hide their faces from 14 million CCTV cameras, or have their iris and fingerprints scanned onto an exit visa, like we do. Their central bank doesn’t have to print off more money to send to unemployed black men in string vests. They just on quietly with the job of living a full life. They don’t have to pay a fee to be force fed the daily party line through the State Broadcaster. They don’t have councils that can send any Tom, Dick or Ahmed into your house at will.

Yes, I could just fuck off, by why should I? I’ve paid my taxes, kept my nose clean and worked hard. Yet those grasping 646 just will not leave me alone.

MY MISSION FOR 2009

 

So, I’ve decided that if they are going to take away any more of my freedoms, I am going to object. And I am going to use the law to do it. After my walk on November 5th (just as Prime Mentalists Question Time finishes by the way), I am going to start using some very weird and wonderful laws to cause maximum disruption to the State that is stamping on my face. I am going to invoke every common law I can find (bet you wearing a mask in public will be illegal by 7th November by the way). So, if I can find that I have the right to drive cattle through the city of London on Good Friday, I will. If there is a law that says I can harvest gooseberries from Admiralty Land, I am going to invoke it. If there is a common law that says that I, as a commoner, can catch Salmon from Lambeth Palace on Easter Monday, I am going to do just that – with dynamite.

Most of all, I am looking for a law that says I can throw Politicians from the top of big ben.

Ladies, Gentlemen, Transgenders. Your mission. Go forth and find byelaws. Find ancient rights of commoners. The more ridiculous the better. I am going to be busy being a right, royal pain in the fucking arse to the State next year. When they stop introducing new laws, I will stop fucking them with the old ones. I don’t care what they do to me anymore. They fuck with me, I’ll fuck with them

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