A Very British Coup

Many things created the Trump phenomenon, but the British tipped the balance.

A Trump had been coming for a long time. The vast majority of people are sick and tired of lying politicians and corruption in public life. Add to that the utter disappointment of Obama and a charismatic straight talking non conformist and you have a recipe for rebellion. Some deep state think tank should have predicted this outcome, at least that’s what I imagined they do with all the power and money they have. I won’t bore you with the reasons for Trump’s win, we all know them and people like Paul Joseph Watson explain that far better than I can. I want to look at how he won.

My point is this, David Cameron’s an idiot as we all know and it was his monumental miscalculation in naming the date of the referendum as June 2016 instead of in 2017 as was originally planned that led to President Donald J Trump’s landslide victory. Firstly it was 6 months before the US election instead of 6 months after and secondly, the 17, 410, 742 hero’s that went out there and defied all the odds to deliver Brexit gave the western world the strongest indication yet that a massive political and ideological shift was taking place. Trump being Trump was quick to recognise this fact whilst the political establishment hit total denial mode and proceeded to trot out the usual training manual political bull. The fact was inescapable though, the Trump campaign had received the massive boost it needed and the Hillary haters and people who wouldn’t normally bother voting became inspired to change history and defy the Globalist elite who were wrecking their societies. So in summary, an Etonian half wits inept cock up along with the good old British public’s eye for an opportunity triggered a generation of millennial’s and changed everything. Donald J Trump was handed the US election on a plate and Cameron’s career became justifiably destined for after dinner circuit. Happy days.

What’s next?

Maybe now CNN can stop blaming the Russians and Hillary Clinton can accept she was never the public’s choice [that was Bernie] and crack on with trying to reach the next glass ceiling. If she doesn’t disappear quietly, she may well bury herself in her own bullshit. As for Trump, he’s a man who – whatever you may think of him – is shaking the old political order to the core. No one in their right mind thinks he’s doing it for the money. This is a man who ran and won with a belief that he alone could save America. Trump’s supporters idolise him and they will defend him whatever, because before them they see a man who will deliver exactly what he promised. On the other hand Trump’s enemies will never accept him. They will try every day to destroy him. The MSM will distort everything he does to such an extent they will no doubt destroy themselves in the process. For every Fake News bomb they throw, Trump will walk from the smoke like a man reborn. It all seems so obvious and predetermined you wonder if there isn’t some hidden hand at work. The fact is, Trump will be judged, but not by the Fake News Media. He’ll be judged by a more engaged public than there’s been in many years. Winston Churchill once said, “History will be kind to me for I intend to write it.” let’s see how Trump does. If he pardons Assange, and Sessions “locks her up”, I for one will be more than happy with that.

The real battle is just starting and anyone who fucks with Trump or Brexit will ultimately be destroyed.


* This is a follow up to last year’s Viva la Revolution.


Standing by the edge of the world


“I don’t think it’s possible to have a sense of tragedy without having a sense of humour.”
Christopher Hitchens


“I’m throwing stones at your glass house. I call your name and watch you turn around.”

Who’s really pulling the strings? How can so few own so much? What is the truth if the truth is not allowed? Why are some lives more important than others? How did we end up here? Who needs all this information?

“I’m walking wide awake across the Rubicon”


Down the rabbit hole.

“That which can be asserted without evidence can be dismissed without evidence.”

“I don’t know where I’ve been, I’ve woken up with you.
I don’t know what it means, or what I’m gonna do.
I think I may have seen two worlds collide into…
Your inner most dreams, an absolute taboo.”

What is real and what is illusion? Are facts a fiction? Is everything beyond anyone’s control? Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near? Can the future offer hope?

“What do you do when every thing you knew was wrong?”

Why is everything built on a lie? Can you trust anything you can’t see? Do we really know how the world works?  Does every decision create a new reality? Is our universe a construct of our own imagination?

“Building monuments to love’s shattered pride, while confirming it through satellites.”

Is science fact? Is superstition nonsense? Is mathematics a universal law? Is the soul the manifestation of wishful thinking? Does good conquer evil? Who explains to the idiot? Is there some way out of here?

“Like a narrator who has lost his lines, I come down from the big sky.”

Is god whatever you want him or she to be? Does god have ears? Will god ever manifest? What does god offer the victor? Why do so many of us seem to be in gods way? Does god even care?

“There wasn’t anything left to judge, not a single memory of a thing called love.”

Are we inevitably condemned to extinction? Are the Earths resources infinite? Is equilibrium actually a thing? Is there even a chance in hell that we’ll make it to the stars? Has the end already began? Is that the fat lady singing?

“We’re falling down… but we’re not innocent.”

Can anything be changed? Is everything already written? Is sufferance a program? Is there actually a point to any of this? How can we change the world when we can’t change ourselves? Should we even try?

“Each time it’s falling towers.
Each time it’s more insane.”

Are we an intermediary species paving the way for something better? Will we destroy everything? Is A.I. humanities only future? How can technology respect life? Are we in a race against time? Is the one eyed man king yet?

“So are you just a machine?
Can you figure it out?
Are you just a machine?
Are you feeling it now?
Are you just a machine?
Are your systems corrupt?
Are you just a machine?
Hard wired to love.”

Are humans really capable of love? Is it only our desires we love? Can love be created? Is love a state of confusion? And what’s love got to do with it?

“You should have listened to your head
Instead of thinking with your heart.”

Will history forever repeat? Will there be anything left to save? Who’ll feed the ducks when we’re gone?

“If you can’t look forward then you can’t look back
If there’s nothing that you need then there’s nothing that you had.”

These are just some of the concepts and inspirations that went into the writing, recording and production of Finishing Line  An album that asks questions but gives no answers. The road is discovered by the walker. The mood is set by the sound. We are the thief who fed the wolf.  We are the tramp dancing in the rain. Instructions not included.

See you at the Finish Line.