So infowars, which prints total boolocks, is about to make a big announcement.
Let me guess.
It's going to be total boolocks
Update: It is total boolocks. Some delaying tactics that will amount to nothing.
The satire publication won a bid for the conspiracy theorist’s website and properties and a sale is underway
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That's funny coming from the
person* who said I get my ideas from the Daily Mail.
Never looked at it in my life without laughing at the shabby, click bait twaddle.
* I used a different word in the first version, but edited it so as not to offend other readers.
People of a certain 'low quality' sort, like to try and slur persons of a more right wing disposition as 'Daily Mail readers and / or Nazis.....
This idiocy simply reveals their ignorance and lack of originality. The Daily Mail is a low rent, clickbait, comic for people who left school early for lack of intellect. I first saw it in a house I was residing in as a student around 1972. I lived at that time, in a rather grand house, where I rented the attic from two elderly European, refugee ladies (sisters). They read it, annotated stories they thought I ought to read and profit from, usually praising Edward Heath, and left it on the landing for me. I looked at it, and laughed and put it back, thanking them for their kindness. At election times, they ran the campaign for the Conservative Candidate and had posters supporting him. I stuck a Labour poster in my upper attic window.
At the time, because of inexperience and the foolishness of youth, I was more a fan of Che Guevara than Churchill. I had a poster of him and attempted to grow a similar beard. Of course, I later discovered that Che was a sadistic murderer who executed children. Like almost all communists and hard left people, he delighted in controlling lives, and established it by violent domination, denying the freedoms people ought to have by right.
I often tried to find out about the history of these ladies, but they would never say. When asked about their origins, they evaded the issue by saying they came from Europe. The accent was pretty much unmistakably German though - perhaps Austrian. I don't know. I also wondered how they managed to own that house since neither of them ever had a profession.
They often held amazing soirees in a huge 'Music Room that they had - and they usually invited me and my girlfriend. There were interesting people there and a lot of what we thought of as old ladies. They would have been younger than I am now. They hired professional musicians some of whom were well known and often on the BBC. They served their guests champagne and canapes to the sound of music from a string quartet.
This was not the milieu from which I had sprung, so it was an interesting and eye-opening experience.
This is the house. Sold recently for £2.5 million!
I spent a great many hours slaving away at my studies under that attic window at the top. The ladies rented me the entire attic for £4 a week. These days that would be nearer £50 - a bargain.
They did though insist on good behaviour and consideration which I mostly adhered to - with a couple of lapses, caused by inexperience with alcohol and loose women.
The so called Music Room. Courtesy of Right Move.
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