which really is only the first Joycean meander through all sorts of places from where i prefer - years stuck nowhere, nobody..
To Zagreb to Sligo and so many little off the beaten tracks in between....
Always from an early adulthood somewhat cautious to say the least about the English... . slash Brits... especially 'abroad'... (always going to the opposite side of a cafe even in Dieppe especially in anywhere further away, to where an English accent may be heard)
Nevertheless ..one needs to know a bit of ones so called 'heritage' - and having already been 'radicalised' by Pilger and Tariq Ali, into the truth of this dodgy peeps... and realising its everyone else who is radically out of kilter, with humanity...and i merely listened to good oldschool decency in Lorna Doone to Reggie Perrin and remained 'normal'... humanist... or just knew where THE LINE was....
One day Irish chappie come sin to my bookshop in 97 ish and asks for this book. Which really did change my life, too...
But here's the thing....
and only a week ago did McEvoy rightly get HIS payout....
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cgmdkk8r472o
essentially all down to Seans sterling work... for which he paid the greatest of prices over 20 or so years...
Not in sterling either.
But here's the thing, even if that in the audio below I know is the ultimate price - never ending at least Andy Malkinson got out after 17 years...
There's me twenty years ago I am even on a webpage with true hero Sean..
https://www.simonclayton2020.com/p/price-qc.html
in the big year https://www.simonclayton2020.com/p/media-on-cases.html which was ONLY a test case on behalf of the REST - i was perfectly all right i had wone the unwinnable case that mattered two years previously
.not many of us there on British 'free speech' top QC pricey rather pricey too as he was the god of it (Lord Justice Wall demanded i was legally aided so it could be argued in their inhuman legalese but i had already alone put in written treatise that... was the real case....
even if Price was as useless as his so called second)
(this no case about 'children' it was about state 'cover up' to use pejorative silly language - merely fat old creeps always want everyone to shut up about them... as The British have been world champs in, for 200 or more years - spin...PR... )
Which is of only passing pleasure...
Even if i lived somewhere thee thickest theme park in the world HAy-on-Wye or far enough away to be nearby just to use the local spin doctors, COOP.... where nobody there began to understand ANY form of 'politics' or power already by then lost to ridiculous little man Pratchett and his fantasy worlds... (i simply never met anyone for years who had read one grown up good book).
But there you have out of the blue
https://www.simonclayton2020.com/p/media-on-defense-of-clayton-freedom-of.html
nothing to do with ME... late 07 Straw stands up in parliament deliberately just before crimbo and announces his 'reforms' to court transparency (DIPLOCK COURTS) that have fully taken into account two or maybe three public consultations over 4 or 5 years.... and tucks in at the very end "these reforms i am presenting to The House will have the effect of reversing Clayton v Clayton.." which is crystal clear you are either TRANSPARENT or NOT... (as Louise Tickle then found the last 7 or 8 years. her 'heroic' PAnorama on the evil childsnatching British State etc.... . there is no half a pregnancy...)
Anyway as all my emails from 29 December 2007 the day after Esti went to the other household for her week there show... " ehh...CAmilla [Cavendish] have you noticed what JAck straw is up to..."
In short the thickest journalist in history her 4th or 5th to me says something like " simon i have no idea what you are on about..."
She probably said the same to Frances Gibb her boss when she said to her " simon emailed me yesterday saying get that mad witch off the issue or i will bring in a hundred purple condom throwers into our bosses office unless you are sacked...." ( a spindoctored lie cos they were all merely fat thuggish voluble wankers and wouldnt know what a condom was for..or what the word volluble meant, and certainly werent any mates of mine)
And my hero FG wrote - as we had fairly frequently for a year or four in our epistles back n forth .... " simon i do not respond well to blackmail..."
the evening before..... she wrote exactly what i had put in my email to her that day telling her what the story was,..
That caused her to write that the Minister of Justice is "HOODWINKING" Par;liament as youre not allowed to use the words pants on fire..
The only reason Straw did his youturn on telly a monthish later
as you can see on that page (here)...
Now.. the first equal greatest fake of all time as per last post... you would have thought just MAYBE she could add two and two...
Just MAYbe... if the Minister of it was embarassed in public... by The Times no less...
Maybe that Minister may have waited 7 or 98 months...and taken revenge on ...me
And nobody is ever going to bother investigating the Whitehall files for a little memo " call Terry.. and Maureen..."
But that's not the point, especially of my fabulous memoirs i need to write...
Early 90s, even as an ONLY worldly traveller... ULTRA sceptical verging on 100% prejudiced against the Brits... there i was that day after a wonderful weekend taking my 'Sligo contingent' for a homecoming 3 day and night pub crawl which was frightening they were so all the way in it...and lovely in one respect (me not liking boozing other than a poncy sip of craft beer every other year) ...
But they were so so decent.... always cared about me and made sure i had a nice companion to look after me just go for a cuppa and have a nice bit of craik while the whole town was creaking from Jim Mcsharry and co...
And i adored her.... she was humble meek long dark hair.. lovely sweetsmiley.... and as McSharry and co arrive at Sligo airport mid sunday afternoon for us to fly back to Luton except there is another three hours of drinking for them to fit in as they had forgotten the otherwise deserted airport bar... their whole centre of gravity was " all hail our perfect heroic pilot valiantly fought his way through weather and red tape to get us here... " etc..
We hereby bestow on you honorary citizenship of this airport bar... and weve all been watcjhing you all weekend we hereby DEMAND that you smuggle her back in the copilots seat or on Dermott's lap so she can hold the sick bag...and....
And because i was even as perfect Pilgerite and McPhillemina a prickish arrogant little big dickhead of a prejudiced Englishman i couldnt wash out of me with all the tea in china or blow out of my hair with all the dynamite in... the RUC locker room or was it UDF who cares just fat greedy blokes...
I couldnt bring myself to entirely put into action what i thought, about the most gorgeous of all perfect bloody wimmin... who i still often think of as if it were yesterday and i hadnt ran out of the 'sliding door' and buzzed off....
Audrey of Sligo....
cos i was still just a bit of a bloody whateverist....
pompous little twatist (as all English always are deepdown and the cure so impossible) disguised as perfect Saitn Exupperian literary worldly hobo iconoclast
never mind needing her passport, still... or now....
But I'm not just saying that because the thing is.... as said in audio if i recall or in Ralph on mental elf...
The silver lining as there ALWAYS is one of having an armalite shoved up my arse January 2010 and its still on repeat mode and always will be...
Indeed my experiences of 2003-4.... first round under fire worked 95%
But still there was even then early 2010 that smallest little bit of arrogant little english prick still hiding within...defensive, too choosy to even say ..."yes' to her....then
Is it was reduced rightly to...well it was 2010 cut out forever ...
Which ultimately is a greater gift than even Sean rightly had in eventual "he was right ALL along..."
I still never ever regret one second even if mine is a death sentence for life (As Munby wrote in 2005 for me - prepping for this case in his paper of that winter infact Wall wrote as was obvious ... " if the state doesnt actually chop your head off any more then unjust removal of child by the state or even complicity... in that... maybe Straw Man's revenge {you never CAN know] .... its worse than life without parole on fitted up charges... ")
and its also rather freeing to discover that all along - decades back seen through, your own mother is worst Judas of all time...
But then as she was a buddy of a Beatle's Missus... the one who never said " oi you ex ...wifebating cunt.... cunt... send a learjet i mean you could could afford your own fleet of them one for every other day of the year.... and see your own son just ONCE a year for gods sake rather than monetise fake emotion via your songs and conning the world youre a caring dad.... ..." its not really any surprise...
Because even now still in fact it gets better and better i could not have such a truly enjoyed chat in the shithole of the fake universe this morning as i did....
with a couple of Micks... finest folk ive met for a long time... and REAL minds too...in a way NO Brit can ever be....
Only... a nuclear bomb up your bum can 'heal' anyone England-born... fully..... so I'm only the better for mine.... i hope Sean found the same over the years...
And i dont mean in 'public' i mean in private every morn for years just me and silence and nobody to notice you... thats the plan as you also need nobody to notice you...when you know you really were healed....of your fucking passport....
Now..i want a red one if it kills me... one day at least....
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