Return to Sender

Here is a litle story that almost went under the radar. Last february, a prisoner at the Guantanamo facility was released into Danish custody after almost two years on the island. He has adopted a Danish name and has a Danish passport. At some point after his release into Danish custody he was interviewed by the press, sympathised with by the loony left and enjoyed a little time in the spotlight. He said then, that he wanted to go to Tjetchnya and fight for the muslims there. Apparently, he had learned nothing from fighting for them in Pakistan, which is where he was taken prisoner, and was ready to take up arms again. Which makes me wonder why on earth he was released in the first place and why did the Danish authorities, or was it the Danish left wingers, put up so much of a diplomatic fight to get him released.

Tjechnya didn’t want him. His fame quickly faded and reality has to start somewhere. And so it was, that Slimane Hadj Abderrahmane, which is his real name, became a postal worker in Denmark. He became a postman. Walking the streets a free man and distributing mail from house to house. Now, I thought one needed a clean police record to be a postman but, well, you know, integration and all that… After all, the man had been terribly mistreated and tortured by the evil yankees for two years and we all know that they can’t be trusted when they say they have an illegal combatant / terrorist / islamist insurgent on their hands. Even if he was captured on the battlefield and expresses the wish to go and “fight for the muslims” again on being returned to his “homeland”. Poor innocent victim of birth and nationality and religion and so on, just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Nice chap really, once you get to know him.

Well, no. Not really. What did he do with his new found freedom, his new job and all? He used it to steal credit cards and PIN numbers for those cards as they went out in the post, and used them to the tune of 114,000 Danish Crowns. He also stole passports.
It doesn’t really end there either. Our friend Slimy here, has a past record with the police intelligence services. He was known to be a courier for the Algerian terror organisation, GSPC which is known today as Al Queda in the Mahgreb. So where did the passports and money go?
Slimy has been sentenced to only ten months in prison here. I think it should be much longer. In fact I think we should send him back to Guantanamo for as long as it pleases the Americans to question him. And then hand him over to Russia so they can find out what he knows about the Tjetchens. Not that I have any sympathy with the Russians, but I have even less for Slimy. The Russians probably wouldn’t just send him back here when they’re finished with him either. Nudge, nudge.

Slimy had nothing to say in court. In fact, he hasn’t even spoken with his defence lawyers since he was arrested in August. He has, however, explained to an American TV network, that he has strong Islamic views and his only regret in life is, that he was taken prisoner in Pakistan and sent to Gitmo.

I repeat: Why on earth did the leftist politicians make such a fuss over this piece of crap? Was this really something we wanted Denmark to be associated with? The man wasn’t born in this country and has no loyalty to it. Who was served well by his release?
Not me, not the people he stole from, not the people who are now threatened by others using real, but criminally obtained, Danish passports, and least of all, not Denmark.
10 months behind bars is all he got. Not nearly enough.

Wanna bet, that before too long, some lefty political asshole declares that he is the victim of some post torture trauma, caused by being at Gitmo, and should be released early?

Time to start getting tough. Enough of this pussyfooting around. Send this bastard back to Algeria. And all the others like him.

Head Count

I found this in the Saudi Gazette.

Saudi Press Agency

RIYADH – Three Bangladeshis were beheaded for robbery and sexual assault on Friday, said the Interior Ministry. Thakeer Abdul Rhahman, Tafeel Abdul Rasheed and Leon Juli were executed for breaking into the home of a fellow Bangladeshi, robbing him of money and jewelry at knifepoint, and sexually assaulting his wife at a remote place.

“They beat him up, threatened him with a knife, blindfolded him and used a rope to strangle him,” according to the statement. Friday’s executions brought to 116 the number of people beheaded in the Kingdom this year, according to a count by The Associated Press.
Saudi Arabia beheaded 38 people last year and 83 people in 2005.Saudi Arabia follows Islamic Shariah laws under which those convicted of murder, drug trafficking, rape and armed robbery are executed in public with a sword.

Executions are usually carried out in public in Saudi Arabia, which applies Shariah laws.

Rape, murder, apostasy, armed robbery and drug trafficking can all carry the death penalty.

OK, I can go along with decapitation for the rape, murder, armed robbery and drug trafficking. Off with their heads. No problem there. After all, they are all heinous criminal acts that do others harm. Our jail sentences are far too soft and are not providing a deterrent. And think of the money we could save.

But, apostasy…? WTF? Since when has religious freedom been a crime?

And these people have the audacity to come here and lecture us about human rights?

Comments on the Last Week in the EU

I can’t help commenting on the EU’s deliberations during the last week. Here is a short extract, with my comments added, from the EU´s press round up. Hopefully, others can see the madness of Brussels too.

During the debate on the new Reform Treaty MEPs were agreed that it would produce a more democratic, transparent and efficient EU.

Members also discussed draft proposals for the EU’s 2008 budget and called for an increase of funding for the European satellite navigation system, Galileo. The hemicycle Chamber also saw a debate on a proposed “blue card” system for highly skilled immigrants to the European Union.

The reform treaty, the budget and the new blue card for immigrants of the more highly skilled class. Here goes:

The agreement reached by government leaders on 18 October will give birth to the new Lisbon Treaty, to be signed on 13 December.

The EU budget for 2008 was debated in the afternoon, through 2 reports. In its draft report, Parliament’s Budget Committee seeks to increase the overall amount of the Council’s draft budget. The most significant increases of EU budget would be for Galileo (navigation system by satellite) and aid for Palestine and Kosovo.

The reform treaty. It is to have a new name. It will be called the Lisbon Treaty in the future. The Europoliticians have agreed on the content and, notice please, it is to be signed, (read “ratified” by the parliaments of all the member states) on the 13th of December. They do not see anyone daring to hold a referendum on it, anywhere. It will be signed. They said so. There is to be no discussion amongst the people of Europe. We are not to be consulted about our views on giving up our national identities or, indeed, on handing legal power over to the EU’s new supranational state, even though this was rejected two years ago in two seperate national referenda.

The budget. It is worth mentioning here again, that the EU’s accounts have not balanced once in the last thirteen years. And yet; “The most significant increases of EU budget would be for.. aid for Palestine and Kosovo.” Like, they aren’t getting enough already? I don’t support Palestine. I don’t wish to pour my money into the Jihad, the destruction of Israel or the destruction of Europe. And Kosovo can go and whistle dixie for all I care. What about increasing the aid offered to our old and infirm citizens in Europe? That would be a better target for improvement. Definitely more worthy of my involuntarily paid tax-funded monetary support.

And the final insult to our intelligence:

In the course of the day, attention also focused on the proposed blue card system for highly skilled workers from outside the EU, recently presented in a Commission press conference. The rapporteur on immigration Manfred Weber (EPP-ED) said “the new rules must not put additional pressure on the millions of unemployed in the EU member states”.

Oh. More of those highly skilled jihadi doctors perhaps? Sudanese construction engineers? Palestinian explosives experts? There are millions of unemployed in Europe already, yet we are to import more immigrants. How damned stupid is that? We have illegal immigrants pouring into Europe, adding to the unemployed, but we need to import more from the third world. And just what pressures are there on these unemployed millions? Apart from the growing pressure from the indigenous European citizens who would like to see them all leave. Perhaps, if we expelled all those that came here, we could employ our own people. The red card would be more appropriate.
But having the audacity to tell me that we need more immigrants to work in Europe and yet have Manfred Weber tell me what I already know, (that there are millions of unemployed already in the EU) in the same breath, is as disgusting as it is insulting.

And we have to pay for this? Jesus, Mary and Joseph on a bike! Unbelievable.

Election Blues

48 hours ago, the Danish Prime Minister, Anders Fogh Rasmussen, announced that a parliamentary election will be held on November 13th. Parliament was, as tradition demands, immediately adjourned but the government has not retired or resigned. It will go to the elections as a collective government, in power, and expects to win.

I firmly hope that it does so. The economic disaster that would follow in the wake of a left wing victory would force me to consider leaving this country. My taxes, which are already too high by my reckoning, will go skyward to repay the loans that the leftists would have to take to deliver on all their pie in the sky promises of better welfare, more money for the idle and self imposedly impoverished, the increased immigration and a return to open door policies concerning all the poor “refugees” that live in countries where their governments won’t pay for them to live as we do, for doing as little as possible and expecting the ultimate in personal happiness, at public expense. The third world’s get-rich-quick plan.

The real misery that we will face in the next two and a half weeks, is the constant and persistent lying. We are about to be bathed in misinformation, disinformation, mudslinging, defamation of character and truth, empty and vaccuous promises and the propagation af direct untruths.
Election fever is already the top topic in the press which publish whatever nonsense and prevaracation they prefer for public consumption for the day. There is no objectivity in the Danish press. Popularity polls will be published daily, all misleading, and comparisons to the left and right blocs of Danish politics will be made almost hourly.

The truth is, that all this activity rarely changes the state of affairs in any land. Those that vote one way or the other often do so because of their upbringing and not because of any political conviction. How do I reach that conclusion? Well, quite simply because a lot of those that own their house, have two cars and have a good job with a reasonably high income after tax, still vote left. Why? Dad and Mum did. That Dad and Mum grew up in rented council accomodation and had to work 60 hours a week for a pittance and had to walk 30 miles to school in the snow and frost with no overcoat to keep them warm and shoes that were hand me downs from the older six children in the family, have little to do with it. But hey, if Dad and Mum said the answer was social democratism, then thats good enough for their kids. There is little objectivity among them, too.

There is a broad and sizeable group of “don’t knows” in Denmark. I would expect them to be amongst the new young voters out there. I may be wrong, because Denmark is after all, the land of eternal, non-confrontational, all encompassing compromise. The term “millimeter democracy” was coined here. This means that minorities, no matter how small, are singled out for special attention and are allowed priveledges, that exceed the good of the majority, in the name of democracy. If you consider yourself to belong to a particular minority, be that what it may, then you merely have to shop around. After all, there are about nineteen parties to choose from in this land of 5½ million. Someone, somewhere, will have you on their priority list. Proportional representation? It started here.

We have communists allied with religious fanatics. We have conservatives that condone handouts. We have a peoples party that embraces both left and right principles when considering immigration and care of the old and infirm. Their attitudes are equal and opposite on both issues.

Standby all of you. Denmark is involved in contemplating its collective navel for the next two weeks and three days. Don’t expect anything from us during that period. We’re all busy either blowing our own trumpets or selling our souls while convincing ourselves, that democracy is in progress and going about its business.

Holy Smoke! Or Maybe Not

There is no reality, only perception. This is backed up by an article in The Daily Mail reporting on the following “miracle”:

By NICK PISA in The Daily Mail.

Is this Pope John Paul II waving from beyond the grave? Vatican TV director says yes
This fiery figure is being hailed as Pope John Paul II making an appearance beyond the grave. The image, said by believers to show the Holy Father with his right hand raised in blessing, was spotted during a ceremony in Poland to mark the second anniversary of his death.
Details appeared on the Vatican News Service, a TV station in Rome which specialises in religious news broadcasts.

Here is the original article.

The Times picked it up and one of the commenters there made a similar comparison:

McCartney or a miracle? Pope or pop? Others have suggested the likeness of Elvis and Jimmy Connors.
Still, the thought of the pope in flames? Makes one wonder just where he’s spending eternity.

Ho-hum. Back to reality…!!

October 25, 1415. St. Crispin’s Day. Agincourt

After a cold and wet night the English rose early and Henry began the disposition of his troops. He had decided to use the woods on each side of the field as cover for his archers. Splitting them into two great companies, he sent 2,500 men to each side of the field and into the woods overlooking it. The archers were ordered to cut 8 foot long stakes and sharpen them at one end. these stakes would be driven into the ground at 45 degrees to form a barrier that would impale horses and men. The archers then took up a position, each man behind their stake. The 900 men at arms, nobles and knights formed a line on the ridge, in full view of the French, at the south of the field. Henry was ready.

It was still raining. The English archers, knowing that wet bowstrings were useless and would stretch, had destringed their bows and, rolling the strings up, placed them under their helmets to keep them dry. (Hence the age old term – “keep it under your hat”). As the rain stopped, they restringed their bows and waited.
The French had also made it known, that any archer taken prisoner would have his index and middle finger from his right hand removed, thus making him unable to use the longbow again. Now, taunting the French, the archers raised their right hands in a fist and then extended their two first fingers and waved them at the French. The first sign of the “V”. It was never a sign of peace, and certainly not of victory. It is a sign of defiance and an insult to the enemy.

The French drew up in three lines. Two lines of cavalry in front and the footsoldiers to the rear. Men in armour on heavy horses, also in armour, and infantry to follow them into the coming fight. The first line set off across the 1,000 yard gallop over the ploughed and now soaking wet field that seperated the two sides. Henry prepared himself to meet the onslaught.

The maximum range of the English longbow was estimated at 400 yards. Maximum effective range, about 250 yards. The English archers would wait until the effective range had been met. Firing arrows tipped with armour piercing bodkin points, they could put ten arrows into the air per minute. As the French cavalry reached the critical distance the arrows began to fly. The sky darkened with them and the French began to fall. Bravely the French rode on but as the distance closed, the accuracy of the archers improved. Fired upon from both flanks, the charge soon died out as both men and horses fell victim to deadly volleys of arrows. The ploughed field had become a muddy mass and horses, mad with the pain of wounds ran in all directions churning up the ground. Injured and dead men laid in the mud. Some of the injured, unable to move for the weight of armour, were trampled to death by those that came charging behind them. The first wave of cavalry was beaten off and they began retreating still under fire from the archers.
The second wave fared no better. Hampered by the mad riderless horses breaking their ranks and having to gallop over the mud and dead men and horses before them, they were unable to hold the line. The English archers continued to shoot them down and finally more French laid dead on the field than were still capable of combat. Those French that made it to the woods were attacked by the bowmen wielding swords and axes. Generally, two or three would confront an armoured knight. One would attack directly and two would get behind the man and cut him down from the rear. A few French reached the English line on the ridge and were equally as quickly dealt with.
The English took over two thousand prisoners.
The last assault came with the foot soldiers and the remains of the French cavalry. Henry, realising that the field was littered with weapons and that two thousand armoured prisoners behind him could effectively attack him with these weapons, ordered them executed. The knights refused, on the grounds of chivalry or ransom, to kill them. Henry enlisted the help of some of his yeomen. They were paid soldiers, not reliant on ransom to recieve their blood money. The French prisoners were duly slaughtered.

The final attack petered out quickly. Most of the footsoldiers ran off and the French attack was over. The French herald petitioned for permission to clear the field of French dead and awarded the English king the day.
Henry asked what was the nearby castle called. “It is called Agincourt”, was the reply.

French losses range from 7-10,000, according to scholars. In addition, 1500-1600 prisoners, all nobility, were taken to England as prisoners. Many of these, unable to pay the demanded ransom, never returned. This resulted in the loss of nearly half of the French nobility and the French king’s support base. Most came from the northern provinces where the French recruited most of their military. The highest estimate of English losses, however, is 500 with more reliable sources estimating closer to 100.

The battle was fought on October 25, St. Crispins day,1415. It is known as the Battle of Agincourt.

October 24, 1415. Somewhere in France.

King Henry’s scouts arrived back at the English camp with the news that the French had now moved in front of the weary English and were effectively blocking their path. They estimated that a force of some 30,000 French had made camp in front of the English advance and were preparing for battle. Henry had little option but to stop and take stock of the situation. From the high ground to his front he looked out over a large newly ploughed field flanked on both sides by woods. On the distant horizon he could see the French camp. The ground fell away from him and then rose again to the French position to the north. The open field was to be the battlefield. Henry knew that openly charging and attacking the French was not possible. His tactic would have to be defensive. He would wait until the French attacked him.

The majority of his forces were archers. 5,000 yeoman of good stock, they had practised their skill with the longbow since boyhood. They were the closest thing to a professional army ever mustered under an English king. Well paid for their services, well trained and not bound by the usual code of chivalry that the knights observed, these were hardened soldiers. Wearing light mail armour and armed with the bow, supplemented by a sword or axe for close combat, they were a flexible and highly manoeuverable force. Another 900 men, comprising Knights, nobles and common men at arms were to form the basis of Henry’s defensive lines.

The French forces were the usual mix of knights, noblemen and pressed peasants. They outnumbered the English by five to one. Most of the French nobility were among them. Well mounted on heavy horses, they represented a formidable cavalry. They were confident that they would simply sweep the English away with the use of mounted knights and a following assault on foot. The French were seen to be exercising their horses and practicing battlefield manoeuvres. Military exercises have been around for a long time.

Henry returned to this troops. They made camp and prepared to defend themselves. Henry made his plans and the men that had followed him made their peace with themselves and God and rested while they had the chance. Henry ordered that noise should be minimised in the English camp. Silence was to be enforced at the risk of losing horse and harness for his knights and the loss of an ear for the common soldiery. So effective was the silent behaviour of Henry’s troops, that the French observers during the night believed that the fires they could see were the remains of an abandoned position and that the English had left the field.
The French camp was another and entirely different affair. The knights there were engaged in gambling and bragging, wagering on who would kill whom, on how many they would kill and what ransom could be had from the coming battle. So confident were they of victory, that some had painted a cart with which they would transport Henry, dead or alive, to Paris and parade him through the streets.

While the English slept, fully expecting to be slaughtered the following day, the French celebrated a foregone conclusion. In their minds, they had already won the battle and France was free of the English.

It rained all night.

October 23, 1415. Somewhere in France

Having marched 18 miles the previous day, the 6000 English were tired, cold and hungry. Having lived off nuts and raw vegetables for many days, many were sick with dysentery. They had another 50 miles or so to go before they could feel themselves in any way safe from the French Army that had pursued them, without attacking, for the last week. And even then, they would have another two days march before arriving in Calais itself. Having been forced to go round the Somme by the French advance guard that had lain in wait for them, they had elected to turn south east before turning nothward back toward Calais and the extended march had wearied them and cost them most of their provisions.Two days previously, a French herald had issued the terms of combat or surrender. King Henry knew he was in no position to bargain but having once tried, and failed, to appease the French by offering to return Harfleur and make restitutions, he also knew he was in no position to stop and rest. As the herald’s message demanded;

“Our lords have heard how you intend with your army to conquer the towns, castles and cities of the realm of France and to depopulate French cities. And because of this, and for the sake of their country and their oaths, many of our lords are assembled to defend their rights; and they inform you by us that before you come to Calais they will meet you to fight you and be revenged of your conduct.”

Henry simply replied “Be all things according to the will of God.”

So, the French would meet him on the field of battle. As long as he kept his army on the march and as long as the French followed at a distance, Henry was sure they would not risk an attack. Their grandfathers had told them tales of Crecy and of the formidable fighting capability that the English longbow represented. Henry also did not want to fight here and now, even if the French were spoiling for it and eager to destroy the English army. His troops were not ready for battle and a confrontation here would have meant the loss of the campaign in France and the slaughter of his men. This was not the day. Nor was it the place.
But Henry knew it would come, and soon. All he could do for now was to press on toward Calais and encourage his men to do likewise. Somewhere in front of him were 25,000 French knights, nobles and men at arms. Hopefully, he would not meet them.

Another Environmental Catastrophe – Biofuel in the EU

Rarely does one see political and economic madness so well demonstrated as we are seeing now with the announcement of the wine to petrol scandal that is going on in Europe. The simple fact is, that there are produced 500 million litres of totally undrinkable wine a year in the EU in the French and Spanish vinyards. Rather than just pour all that jolly-juice away, the EU buys it up and extracts the alcohol and then adds the spirit to petrol. That petrol is then sold as “green” fuel. Bio-fuel.

Which is absolute nonsense.

Because another simple fact is, that producing the wine, refining out the alcohol by distillation and adding it to the existing oil based petrol is 8 times more damaging to the environment per gallon than the production of the same amount of normal petrol. What is so “green” about that? Nothing. And yet it goes on, year after year, subsidised by the EU agricultural support, and finally by the EU again, that has to spend more money to buy up the excess production of undrinkable wine. Talk about drunk driving…

If ever you wondered where your money disappears to in the EU, this is a pretty good place to start looking. Let’s not forget, that we pay all the money into the EU through our taxes. Which means we are all a part of this atrocity, like it or not. The mighty EU says it has to be so. The poor wine producers must be kept in business, even if they can’t produce something we can use, need or want. Which probably says more about the lobbyists in the vinyards than about the EU politicians.

Surely there is a better way around this. If market forces were to play any part in this debacle, then the people producing a non marketable product would go out of business and find something else to produce. Like rape oil, corn or something else which would grow on the useless vine fields that could be used to better effect. Bio-fuel is going to be big sometime soon, but not bio-fuel made from bad beaujolais or shabby chardonnay.

The true shame here lies with the EU. This is a waste of my money, and everybody elses too. This form of production under protection must be stopped. It is reminiscent of the USSR’s policy of jobs for everybody, even if they produce nothing. Which furthers my belief in the forming of the EUSSR. If europeans ever needed a get rich quick scheme then this is surely it. I am going to dig up my garden and plant vines. Then I am going to seek agro-support for my vinyard and produce the worst wine I can at very little personal effort and expense and finally sell it back to the the EU at an extortionate price. After all, wine is generally quite expensive per gallon, even if you can’t drink it.

To put a final shine on this sorry tale, I have to bring the Danish government into this. See, we don’t sell this bio-fuel, enriched with wine alcohol, in Denmark. Why not? Well, despite the continuing “we are the front runners in the green revolution” nonsense that we constantly hear from our political leaders in this tiny kingdom, the Danish government won’t give up the highly lucrative tax revenue on petrol. Which means that, even if it is green bio-fuel and evironmentally friendly, it is equally as expensive as non bio-fuel. The bio-fuel we buy here, is based on South American sugar cane. Ethanol. Same price as the regular gasoline, folks.

I’ll believe the environmental crisis is real when the politicians start acting as if it is.

Until then, I’ll drive everywhere and to hell with the CO2.

You Can Have ‘em, We Don’t Want ‘em

Here’s a new development in the “poor people permanently living in a reception centre for asylum seekers” case that has been the focus of a bitter political debate for the last month. Iraq has repeatedly refused to take its citizens back. 21 times, in fact. They don’t want them either. I wonder why?

The latest attack on the present government in Denmark comes from one of its leading opponents and front figures in the last socialist government, Denmarks most dangerous man, Mogens Lykketoft. He claims that the present Minister for Integration (what integration?) has been misleading the Danish parliament by claiming that the government is still in dialogue with the Iraqis and that that dialogue is “good and constructive “. Lykketoft explains that the arguement is baseless and has been used for too long in keeping the rejected asylum seekers where they are. In the reception centres. One is forced to ask, are all those failed asylum seekers still in the reception centres from Iraq?

Hardly.

Frankly, I dont care. They can leave any time they wish.

It is a little disconcerting, that Lykketoft should come out with this now. After all, it was the non-existent stance of the last socialist government on refugees and asylum seekers that brought them down. During that catastrophic open door period under the auspices of the Social Democrats, Denmark was swamped by immigrants of both the legal and illegal type, asylum seeking losers that came for the handouts, genuine refugees and just about anything else that could cross the borders. They were allowed to do so, unopposed, and amply rewarded for doing just that. All this was, of course, funded by my tax money and against the will of the people. And it is because of this that we now have to look over our shoulders every day to find and hinder the would be terrorists that he, Lykketoft, and his cronies let into the country under the name of multiculturalism. The then Prime Minister, Poul Nyrup Rasmussen went on to greater things in the (you guessed it) EU parliament, leaving Lykketoft to sulk and retire to the back benches. He has since risen to the office of shadow spokesman for foreign affairs. God forbid, that he ever holds office again.

Those people that are now languishing, at public expense, in the reception centres are there by their own choice. They have had the legal process, have had their chance to explain their case and have failed to convince anybody that they are legitimate refugees or that they are persecuted in their home lands. If nothing else, they should be returned to the last port of call before Denmark. Be that Germany or Sweden or wherever. They had to pass through some other European country to get here, unless they had the cash enough to pay for air tickets. Why didn’t they stop there? Could it be, that the more than generous benefits available in Denmark had something to do with it?

The message here is simple and has to be sent to all the would be economic refugees all over the world: Don’t come to Denmark. We’re too good at weeding you out and we don’t want you here. Go elsewhere. Denmark is full up.

In a country of only 5½ million, we have done more than enough already.