WHO IS INDIA COURTING?

It does not seem to be the big bullies or the mother land.


READ THE STORY


So, I assume Americans and the British are still welcome, but we Anglo-Saxons have to wait at the door a bit longer than New Zealanders and Asians.


Question: Did we fail to notice something? Is it possible that Indians always did have a soft spot in their hearts for the quiet people? Or, is this simply the Wogs getting revenge with the Raj?


The future will swing from the Western nations to Asia as Europe and the USA collapse as the Big Bad Boys who rule commerce and world polity. It would be wise to make friends elsewhere in the event that we end up in lower place (as to power and clout) than India et al.


Just want you to notice.

MADNESS IN NEW ZEALAND

This is amazing indeed. It seems that New Zealandrers who want to be free would do well to move from that advanced nation of brimming intellects on high to the land of the primitive Wogs of Kenya, Tanzania, or Uganda. The world looks down on small African nations, but I can promise you that those Wogs are a lot freer than 100% of the White race. Why? Answer: Their leaders DEPEND on them to produce their own food, and surplus goes to market, not the other way around.


SEE THE MAD NUT CASES IN NEW ZEALAND AT WORK

Here is a letter to a the web site above. I want it here in case the authorities force it off the web. If indeed this is the work of our Food and Drug Administration in the USA, as well as their lordships Monstanto, then we may assume that New Zealand is merely a test case to learn public reaction. 


This will soon be worldwide policy, and they will try to force it on Africa and Asia as well. This makes me think again about the things I have said about President Mugabe being corrupt. We dare not accuse anyone in the world of being wicked anymore, for we have blood on our hands.

goldenagebeyond on 2012/01/14 at 3:26 am, commenting on Food, illegal? Not in my back yard.

I have just spent 3 hours reviewing (or attempting to review) NZ Government Food Bill 160-2
http://www.legislation.govt.nz/bill/government/2010/0160/latest/whole.html?search=ts_bill_food+bill_resel&p=1#dlm3435700 as well as a good selection of the comments made by the select committee.

Just to add some perspective, I have a PhD in population ecology (U of California at Santa Barbara), I have spent most of my working life as an Environmental Analyst including 15 years as a Programme Specialist and finally as a Director with UNESCO.

In all my years working with the highest International policy levels dealing with environmental management relating to Human System I have never encountered any regulatory document anywhere that even vaguely approaches the detail present in this document. The time taken to draft this cunningly contrived control mechanism would run into hundreds of thousands of person-hours. The cost of drafting anything like this complex control mechanism would be VAST, probably running into the millions of dollars. The scope of the document is absolutely incredible. It allows for the state to absolutely deploy its full capacity to control even the minutest levels of food and food-related components. If desired, this could even include a food-plan to cover what one might feed a dinner guest along with the associated proscriptions and punishments that might be involved in case of deviations therefrom. I say “allows” because everything and almost any related thing can be “allowed” by the Minister (or not), in addition to the thousands of specific conditions cited.

This is a comprehensive control-mechanism pure and simple. Its political purpose is clear: the source of funding to support drafting the template for this item are quite clear and many people have already alluded to this in the comment-stream above. What kinds of free-trade agreements do you think will develop with this sort of thing as the back-stop? True, it allows for rules and procedures to be formulated to help ensure that the food one buys is “safe” but that is not the primary intent of Bill 160-2 at all. Nothing other than the full and explicit control of society is intended through so called “food management”. Food (energy) is the fundamental ecological choke-point that governs all living systems….. Think about it folks.

NZ Food Security: for “source of funding etc” as above see Codex Alimentarius on youtube etc and at www.nzfoodsecurity.org/codex-nz. Also research the Trans-Pacific Partnership Agreement.

THE KANYA KDF INVADES SOMALIA

Actually, they invaded over a year ago. The Transitional Federal Forces were trying to take the southern part of Somalia, but they were not making much progress.


So, the Kenya Defense Forces invaded to help the TFF get the job done. The world media chatters about the zeal of Muslims militants, and many news sources have predicted failure. After a year, the KDF is plodding on to Kismayo, the de facto capital of Al Shabaab. The KDF have invaded and liberated at least eight towns and cities and turned them over to the TFF to further administer.


The object is not to invade and hole Somalia forever but to force Al Shabaab to sue for a peace treaty and a cease fire. 


What has the US done to help? The best they can do is criticize the KDF. The US Ambassador in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia has mocked at the KDF for being "bogged down." The facts are that the KDF is moving steadily on toward the center of Somalia, but they have not done the classic rush of the US into Baghdad. It may just be that the US Ambassador has no concept of how Africans fight.


What is amazing is that the KDF is doing what the US Military could not do-- subdue the countryside in the south. About eight Kenya soldiers have been killed, while hundreds of Al Shabaab have been killed. Al Shabaab shot down a Kenyan helicopter in the first days of the invasion, but the KDF plowed forward in spite of the loss.


In comments in news articles, KDF soldiers write about their determination to liberate Somali people. What is Kenya's interest in this? Oil? Power in the horn of Africa? None of the above, as with the USA and Western forces in the Middle East. Kenya seems to simply be doing what they believe they can do..... what no one else has yet done, including the mighty USA.


I love it. The Wogs to the rescue. By the way, the commander of the operation is a Luo :-) That will mean something significant to your Expatriate Wogs in the UK. We who lived there long ago know how the Lou in the the King's African Rifles fought in Borneo, Belgium, and the the "Emergency" in the Kenya Highlands.


So, the KDF has nearly surrounded Kismayo with bases. Al Shabaab is ready to destroy all bridges across the Juba River, but the KDF do not need to cross that river to take Kismayo. With Mogadishu under a Provisional Transitional Government and reasonably stable, if the KDF took Kismayo, a pincer operation could be launched to secure all of central and southern Somalis. Now, when did you ever hear a Western nation of news media that dared to talk about this much success? Al Shabaab will never give up. They are terrorists, and they have a Jihad ethic. But, it is looking like order may one day return to Somalia.


Bully for Kenya :-)

ASKING TO ENTER ETERNITY THE HARD WAY IN TAHITI

Well, here are the mad people from Australia, as well as some Tahitians.


You cannot say these folks are timid in their zeal for the big ride.

MAD WHITE PEOPLE

Never let me hear any nonesense again about the way wogs sing.


The mad thing was the crowd went wild for this jerk. I once went to visit a car dealer in our home town who was in emergency passing a kidney stone. His bellowing up and down the hall was far more inspirational than this rubbish. 

DID INDIA REALLY GET INDEPENDENCE FROM ENGLAND?

India, with the help or Mahatma Gandhi, wrested its freedom from the white skinned Anglo-Saxons long ago. Now, they are trying to look like Anglo-Saxons. This may seem like an admission that lighter races are superior, but it is actually a pathetic testimony to the ongoing dissatisfaction of humanity with their predestination.


Watch:


What is a real laugh is that Anglo and American women are just the same-- dissatisfied with the way God made them. These Anglo twinks lay in the sun and tan themselves darker. In Tennessee, USA, the ladies go to tanning salons and roast themselves a deep well done tan.


So, how is an expatriate Wog supposed to be a responsible racist anyway. These modern women are messing up the whole world social structure. I propose the United Nations pass a Treaty of skin. This treaty would be followed by all member nations shipping white women to countries where white women are to live, and they ship dark woman to places where dark people live. 


This way, they could still tan themselves or bleach themselves, but at least we could all do a better job of practicing intelligent discrimination.


I do try to be reasonable at this blog.

KIPLING AND THE WOGS

Rudyard Kipling was an amazing writer. Poetry and prose and anything that he could think of came flowing from him. But, what was he all about?


Kipling was a product of the British Empire. His days in India made him very fond of the Indian people, but he clearly was a full participant in the Raj mind set. Now, lest you think that is hypocrisy, consider the German, Itaniam, French, and Belgian colonialists.


Germans were brutes and did nothing to improve the lot of their subjects except to teach them to be good slaves or get the "kiboko" the whip. Italians went back and forth from beating the natives to marrying them. They were classically pragmatic toward their subjects. The Belgians did not mix with the natives, claiming they did not want to spoil them. So, when the Belgians left the Congo, the natives had not preparation for "independance" and they came to the missionaries still in Congo with empty baskets asking for their "independance". Pathetic.


To the British rule India is the witness. Though they had to agitate for their freedom in the end, India today is the largest parliamentary government in the world, and they have taken the heritage the British have left them and added red tape and pompous procedures that any member of the House of Lords should be proud of.


So, let us see Kipling at his schizophrenic best, or worst, in poetic form. I say "worst" not about his form, which is fantastic. Rather, "worst" in regard to the way the British could not decide whether to hug a Hindu of flog him, so they fawned over them as they wished they had been,,,,,,,,,,,




GUNGA DIN

You may talk o' gin and beer
When you're quartered safe out 'ere,
An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it;
But when it comes to slaughter
You will do your work on water,
An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it.


Now in Injia's sunny clime,
Where I used to spend my time
A-servin' of 'Er Majesty the Queen,
Of all them blackfaced crew
The finest man I knew
Was our regimental bhisti, Gunga Din.
   
He was "Din! Din! Din!
  You limpin' lump o' brick-dust, Gunga Din!
    Hi! slippery ~hitherao~!
    Water, get it!  ~Panee lao~!
  You squidgy-nosed old idol, Gunga Din."

The uniform 'e wore
Was nothin' much before,
An' rather less than 'arf o' that be'ind,
For a piece o' twisty rag
An' a goatskin water-bag
Was all the field-equipment 'e could find.


When the sweatin' troop-train lay
In a sidin' through the day,
Where the 'eat would make your bloomin' eyebrows crawl,
We shouted "Harry By!"
Till our throats were bricky-dry,
Then we wopped 'im 'cause 'e couldn't serve us all.


It was "Din! Din! Din!
  You 'eathen, where the mischief 'ave you been?
    You put some ~juldee~ in it
    Or I'll ~marrow~ you this minute
  If you don't fill up my helmet, Gunga Din!"

'E would dot an' carry one
Till the longest day was done;
An' 'e didn't seem to know the use o' fear.
If we charged or broke or cut,
You could bet your bloomin' nut,
'E'd be waitin' fifty paces right flank rear.

With 'is ~mussick~ on 'is back,
'E would skip with our attack,
An' watch us till the bugles made "Retire",
An' for all 'is dirty 'ide
'E was white, clear white, inside
When 'e went to tend the wounded under fire!
  

It was "Din! Din! Din!"
  With the bullets kickin' dust-spots on the green.
    When the cartridges ran out,
    You could hear the front-files shout,
  "Hi! ammunition-mules an' Gunga Din!"

I shan't forgit the night
When I dropped be'ind the fight
With a bullet where my belt-plate should 'a' been.
I was chokin' mad with thirst,
An' the man that spied me first
Was our good old grinnin', gruntin' Gunga Din.


'E lifted up my 'ead,
An' he plugged me where I bled,
An' 'e guv me 'arf-a-pint o' water-green:
It was crawlin' and it stunk,
But of all the drinks I've drunk,
I'm gratefullest to one from Gunga Din.
 

It was "Din! Din! Din!
  'Ere's a beggar with a bullet through 'is spleen;
    'E's chawin' up the ground,
    An' 'e's kickin' all around:
  For Gawd's sake git the water, Gunga Din!"

'E carried me away
To where a dooli lay,
An' a bullet come an' drilled the beggar clean.
'E put me safe inside,
An' just before 'e died,
"I 'ope you liked your drink", sez Gunga Din.


So I'll meet 'im later on
At the place where 'e is gone --
Where it's always double drill and no canteen;
'E'll be squattin' on the coals
Givin' drink to poor damned souls,
An' I'll get a swig in hell from Gunga Din!
   
Yes, Din! Din! Din!
  You Lazarushian-leather Gunga Din!
    Though I've belted you and flayed you,
    By the livin' Gawd that made you,
  You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din!

ONE MAN'S VIEW OF THE END

This video is done by an Englishman with a heritage that is mysterious.



What arrogance. The Hidden Hand will rule soon, and they will not give mercy or consideration to anyone. While I share the speaker's intention to be informed, I do NOT share his arrogance before the storm of evil that is settling over the world.


Here in Texas there are ranches of hundreds of thousands of acres. They are encircled by three strands of barbed wire, and that wire, weak as it is, resists the urges of thousands of cattle to be free. In the end, the cattle accept their lot as somehow normal. They are fed, they are branded, and they are herded. There is even a measure of affection for the cattle by the rancher.


But, one day they are herded into trucks (lorries) and shipped off to feeding lots. Here, they are fattened on tasty corn and molasses. Finally, they are delivered to a meat packing company and made into bologna.


But, yonder is a huge bull. He walks about daily in frustration. When the rancher comes along, the bull makes short charges at the fence, but he stops just in time. The rancher laughs. 


But, another day the bull, for some reason, charges the fence and snaps the wire and passes on. He is cut up a bit, but he is free.


Free? This sounds noble, right? Well, the bull spends the rest of his life hiding in "brushy" wood lots along draws and far from the rancher. The bull becomes wary, and the bull becomes lean, and..... the bull becomes very hungry and thirsty.


Finally, the rancher sends out several cowboys to find the bull. When they find him, they rope him, and he is at once sold to the feed lot.


Same end, just a little protracted for the few.


So, as in the video, is the answer to stand up and tell the rancher that we will prevail, that the rancher will be destroyed simply because we are brave and can say Auuuuuummmm louder than he can? 


Zen never won a war.


I prefer another destiny. My destiny is in the hands of the creator of the rancher:



Psalms 8:3 When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;
4 What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?
5 For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.
6 Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:
7 All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field; 
8 The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.
9 O LORD our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!


Let us have none of this rubbish about the human spirit. Dominion taking is 100% by permission, not by bluster and bombast. The Lord of creation appoints his own to dominion, and only if they have a personal relationship with the Lord. 


The human spirit today is drunk on the opiate of materialism. As long as the rancher throws a bale of hay over the fence, the cattle are content.


My Lord is not such a mindless master:



John 14:1 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.
2 In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.
4 And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know.


If there is no hope other than our brazen arrogance, as the fellow in the video showed us, then I have no hope. We are not cattle. We are the children of God, and if he died for our salvation, he must intend for us to have a better ending than to puff up and talk big. 


I trust you share my hope. I can offer nothing better, and I do look forward to my Lord's deliverance for me.


What is YOUR hope. Make a comment please.

BEGINNER'S SWAHILI THE FUN WAY

Too bad the Raj back in the UK cannot say, "Hakuna Matata".



The way things are going for the allegedly "developed nations," I may be looking up some old Kikuyu farmer in the Kiambu of Kenya to ask for a small plot of land to put up a house and disappear from the masses and the asses.


Any offer? I can grow just about anything if you have good soil. Just a bit of posho will be mshahara enough.

KENYA UNDER ATTACK FROM GMO HUCKSTERS

Kenya does not need GMOs. The article below does not discuss what happens if economic panic and collapse takes place After Kenya farmers are committed, and after their heirloom seed is corrupted by the GMOs.

The seed companies have only one motive-- to force Kenyan farmers to buy seed every year from them, and this spells big trouble. Aside from the price of the seed, the seed companies have no regulatory measure over them to follow ethical guidelines. 

One possibility that is never discussed is that a seed company can enter many Developing Nations, get them addicted to GMOs and hybrids, and then they can claim all the crosses with heirlooms as theirs. This has happened in the USA, and farmers have had to plow crops under or give them to the seed company as if the farmer were a criminal. 

Add to this the possibility that the seed companies WANT Kenya and other nations to become addicted to GMOs and hybrid seed, and then they will withdraw for some concocted reason. This would create even more starvation as farmers had no heirloom seed left to plant. This would give the ruling nations of the earth to feed the starving and, in effect, make them slaves to the Western World.

The included article simply shows how the collusion between Kenya, and other African, politicians is causing an ongoing crisis to mushroom into a total disaster. As far as I am concerned, this is de facto colonialism. The difference in the neo-colonial era is the there is no one on the ground, as in the old British Empire, to make sure the "natives" benefit from the intrusion of the mother lands (seed companies) into Africa. 

Food Crisis as Kenya Opens its Doors to GMOs

Kenya - 03 Nov 11

The road to hell is paved with good intentions.

The horn of Africa is undergoing the most severe food crisis over the last 60 years. To address the growing number of people suffering from hunger, Kenya has decided to officially authorize the importation of genetically modified organisms (GMOs), becoming the fourth African country to open its doors to GM crops, together with South Africa, Egypt and Burkina Faso.

The new regulations were strongly opposed by environmentalist associations, a number of parliament delegates and local food producers, who are worried that the introduction of GM seeds will cause contamination of locally grown crops.

“When millions of people seem condemned to death by starvation, the rich local and international well-connected cartels (including industrial multinationals) are even hungrier”, says John Kariuki, vice-president of Slow Food International, working on the ground in his home country of Kenya. “With their excessive influence over many aspects of global economic, political and social life, they have lured some African governments into allowing the importation of GMOs.”

“The move is also allowing imported foodstuffs at the expense of locally produced alternatives,” continued Kariuki. “In many African countries what has been selected, saved, shared and withstood the test of time though surviving harsh climatic conditions is now no longer regarded as seed. Only dealers are allowed to sell seeds and in most cases they are sterilized deliberately so that farmers must go back to the shops every planting season.”

The real problem facing Kenyan agriculture, in fact, is drought. The genetically modified varieties which will be used are resistant to some kind of pesticides and produce toxins to be immune from some pests, but currently there is no plant genetically modified to resist to prolonged drought. In a nutshell, GMOs in the Horn of Africa are useless.

In addition, even if GMOs could grant higher yields (which is still to be verified) the problem would not be solved, as it is mostly due to inadequate distribution channels. In fact, as Kenyan media has repeatedly shown, farms in some parts of the country experience a large cereal surplus, which, unable to be transported to markets and sold to people, is used to feed cattle.

Find out more about Slow Food’s campaign against GMOs.

Or write to communication@slowfood.com 

Source: The Ecologist

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN MISSED THE REAL SHOW

Ah yes, the guard is changing at Buckingham Palace, but no one puts on a show like this:



Now, we here in Texas, USA, and our neighbors in Mexico, might take notice. I would drive all the way to the border if I could see a show like this. Mariachi music included.

SAUCERED AND BLOWED

In the hills of Appalachia in North Carolina and Tennessee, when they find the coffee of tea too hot, they pour most of the cup full into the saucer and blow on it. Then they pour the tea back into the cup from the saucer, and it all takes about twenty times as long to do it as it took you to read this paragraph.


Now, this is much too slow for the "poor munited Hindu" of India. He certainly does "the best he kin do."



If you missed the tea hanging in mid air, play it until you do.

DRIVING SCHOOL IN INDIA..... WELL, SORT OF

If you fail your exam in this driving test, you end up in hospital or worse.



I once saw one only motorcycle in a metal wire ball doing this at a circus in Kentucky, USA. But, all these guys up there together, and TAKING AN OFFERING.


You know, if Benny Hinn, the fake healing evangelist, did this sort of show I might hang over the edge with a ten dollar bill for him. 

WELCOME THE WOGS HOME BRITISH STYLE

This video got to me. 
I tend to keep emotions in the background, but I really must say that I got the warm fuzzies over this one. It is OK to take a break from cynicism and reality once in a while. The British, if they can be convinced to let their guard down, do have warm hearts. 


Please notice all the authentic "wogs" in the video. This also is a strength of the British. Stiff upper lip, fair play, call it anything you like..... they must be given high marks for this.


PLEASE ENJOY (Ladie, do have a tissue ready please)

WHAT IS THIS BLOG ALL ABOUT?

The word "Wog" has been badly used over the years. It came to be a slur on the "natives" in much of the British Empire. Winston Churchill once said, "The Wogs begin at Dover." This was taken as a subtle slur on Europe, which was out of character for Churchill. So, he must have had another meaning.


Perhaps Churchill used Wog the way many of us used it. The African or Indian was a potential faithful friend, servant, and nuisance. It all depended on what sort of relationship you and the Wog had.


When I was in secondary school in Kenya I one day opened an old dictionary from England to see if they included the word "Wog". They did, and the only definition given was "Worthy Oriental Gentleman". Revisionists today on the Web have come up with several other definitions which make it very clear that they are young hot heads who love to make up facts as they go along.


In my era in Kenya, the word Wog was used by the sons of British colonial staff and missionaries as a form of recognition of status. If a kid had grown up playing with Africans, learned Swahili or a tribal language fluently, and if he really felt partial to the Wogs in his life, the rest of us noted that, and we would call him a Wog. It was a mark of one having reached a rite of passage. 


I remember as a kid in Rift Valley Academy being told I was a Wog. I really felt like I had arrived. To this was added the affection I felt and received by several of the African Kikuyu workers around the school and in the kitchen. I liked Africa, it was home, and certain Africans were close to my heart. In fact, I did not feel much distinction at all over racial issues.


Even today, when I meet a long lost friend from the past in Kenya, he may say, "How are you doing, you old Wog?" This sucks me at once back in time to sweet memories of good days.


So, you now know who we are talking about at this blog. If you are a younger African from the post-colonial era, you may have been taught that the word Wog was a racial slur. Sometimes it was, but other times it had nothing to do with race or status.


The Title of the Blog tells you what an expatriate is, and if you add the two words together, you have the idea. Now, not wanting to be a snob, I want to make it quite clear that any "native" of the British Empire is as worthy of being called a Wog as the best of us expatriates. 


So, I do welcome you. But do remember that there is no place here for preaching and complaining about the past. Nor do I tolerate revisionist history. Many nations in the Commonwealth remade their history to make heroes of despicable characters, and many worthy "natives" were cast away because they thrived under colonialism by using it as an opportunity.


Those of us who were there know the times when Britain behaved badly, and we know when the "natives" behaved badly. It is pointless for any of us to try to put a good face on the bad. It is equally wicked to toss out the good done by Great Britain simply because it makes national leaders look bigger than life.


In fact, there have been many discussions of the various colonial masters, and Great Britain is always seen as the most self-conscious master. That is, the English usually realized that they ought to lift up the level of life in a possession before they set up shop in that nation to do business. The Raj in India had its warts for sure, but if one notes the flow of order in India today, one sees "Great Britain" everywhere.


I trust you will send in your experiences and stories. There is much to learn in such an exercise.