Sunday [12 till close of play]

(1710) Evening all, tired.

 

17. Ireland

Distinct possibilities there. When the English middle say “no more”, “not putting up with this”, Them know that official violence upon the people always in reality results in compliance, hence breaking down doors, jailing for years over a tweet etc. The English middle are sooo civic minded, liking everything to be “just so” that they’d prefer to fold and suffer in silence under genuine duress … these are Reform voters, no matter what Farage does to them, no matter how he betrays them, departs from the goal.

Those who genuinely refuse, who await the confrontation, await the catalyst, the spark … they’re Restore.

Now, in Ireland, the mentality is different to most middle English. Most of my manner is dour, with a wry smile. The Irish third in me is wild and untamed … I know Irishness inside and it’s troublesome and feisty, with long memories.

The reason I’m saying all this is that there’s just this chance the Gardai have crossed that line in Dublin … I’ve read many an X earlier today by sons of Eire and they’ve gone uber-Restore so to speak. If most pour out in the cities and towns this evening, randomly … the Gardai will be hard-pressed. The first Irishman killed becomes the martyr, out come the hidden guns … you’d not wish to be a pollie in Eire then.

Sinn Fein have also betrayed the people they claim to represent … fellow travellers with globopsycho.

While there’s Hungary going on today, also promising … my thoughts are that the Irish are the most likely candidates for all out mayhem … suddenly. From mournful victims of sad ballads … suddenly to wild men of Eire. They have form. With weapons, they’re nutters. I can say nutter because that is inside me too if pushed. A great-uncle of mine was one of those.

Just observing. đŸ€”

16. The text of that DJT move

Screenshot

15. Nicole Shanahan


14. Moo corner


13. The criminality of it all


12. IYE

”The Woman Who Could Run the DOJ 

An intelligence analysis investigation into Harmeet Dhillon; her money, network, conflicts, and what happens if she becomes Attorney General”

https://theleahfiles.substack.com/p/the-woman-who-could-run-the-doj

”Pam Bondi was fired on April 2nd and we have Todd Blanche playing acting AG. Lee Zeldin’s name is floating around Washington as the likely replacement. But there’s another name that keeps coming up, one that should worry you a lot more than Zeldin, because she’s already inside the building, she’s already running one of the most powerful divisions at Justice, and she has a patron relationship with the president’s top lawyer that nobody in the press has fully examined.

Her name is Harmeet Kaur Dhillon. And if she becomes Attorney General, either by Senate confirmation or by quiet installation under the Federal Vacancies Reform Act, the United States will have a chief law enforcement officer with more undisclosed financial conflicts, more documented political entanglements, and more direct prior relationships to the president than anyone who has ever held that office in the modern era
..”

Not all jazz

 

Setting out the stall a bit here. I’d like to include a broader range than just 20s jazz, have wanted for some time, e.g. a bit of Fats Waller, Fats Domino, whatever … I’ll still contact the chaps, see how they are … but the music for now will be a bit more mixed.

This might be of interest connected with the one above:


Sunday [11]

(1324) Afternoon all. The doings are temporarily done, snooze time awaits. (1547)

 

11. Reform and Restore

Steve has a YT and comments at 1351:1 right now (also comments here). I’ve also been chewing the fat with MMutR about it. We were looking at the May council elections, also 2028 GE, also Ireland just now.

Right, my twopence-halfpenny worth … Restore really don’t come into May all that much, too early tmm*… but would, come 2028. Also … GE right now? Can’t see it. Big crash though, whole thing falling apart in Britain? Who knows?

May seems to be the current game … Farage is far more bendy reed in the wind … he sees a council full of Swahili speakers, he’ll appoint a Swahili speaker … etc. A political blancmange.

What’s a bit galling is some friends of mine … sweet gals, feisty, the sort of conservatives who are really female left … and they saw Farage dumping dozens of non-Brits into candidatures. They say nothing but come out on X an hour later ra ra ra for Reform in a Boat Race way. Whaaaaa? As if it’s all a big game.

And this is Reform (Brit section) members’ main beef with “Restore types” … the latter seem humourless, unpleasant just now. Unbending. Racist. Uh huh.

Sun Mat

 

Not sure what it was with the next few films for the next few days but they were rated “good enough” but for some reason I passed them over … too gruesome? Something else off? Looked this morning and thought … well let’s just run them.

“It’s Brighton in the early 60s. A lonely house. A tarty blond gets out of bed and informs her boyfriend that she’s pregnant so they’ll have to be married. This is a big mistake on her part. The boyfriend evidently doesn’t want to build a home because he kills her, chops her up, and stashes her in a trunk in the garage — most of her, anyway.

We never do see the killer and thereby hangs a tale. The renter of the house, Brian Oulton, is all upset because the occupants are behind in their payments so the police are called in. They are Jack Warner and Ronald Lewis.

At first, knowing only that the “Campbells” skipped on the rent, they poke around the house in a leisurely fashion, examining the furniture, the furnace, and so on, all quite disinterestedly, despite being nettled by Oulton, the impatient owner.

Once the body is uncovered, the police shift into high gear and the film turns into a nifty policer.

The director, Val Guest, also wrote the screenplay. He doesn’t waste a moment. There is occasional overlapping dialog, some brisk but friendly banter, orders are casually snapped out and followed at once. The police have no names, neither the victim nor the presumed killer, and begin visiting neighbors and shops, trying to piece together enough independent data to complete a picture of what happened.

I presume that’s where the title, “Jigsaw”, comes from, and not from the fact that the girl’s body was so gruesomely mishandled.

The story itself is too complicated to describe in any detail. Most of these detective stories are. There are many red herrings before the final capture, but the movie ends on a cute note. The killer’s alibi rests on an excuse that it was an accident. The poor girl tripped and bashed her head in. In a panic, the killer ran out and bought the instruments then sawed her up. But that was after she was already dead, a Monday night.

The alibi is disproved in the last shot when Warner points to a poster advertising a musical performance featuring Beethoven’s Piano Concerto, Schubert’s Fourth Symphony, and something by Malcolm Arnold. The performance was on Monday night — Easter — so all the hardware shops were closed. He must have bought the instruments earlier, so the murder was deliberate.

The gag is Malcolm Arnold’s name. He scored every British movie ever made between 1900 and 2014, and all his scores were conducted and recorded by Muir Matheson.

It’s a little long but thoroughly enjoyable for what it is.”

Spoiler here:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jigsaw_(1962_film)

Sunday [6 to 10]

(1034) Elevenses and Sunday (Pascha) lunch is upon me … no idea what yet, shall look. Have a good one yourself. (1057)

 

10. Did Jesus not say similar?


9. Moo corner


8. You techies might need to comment on this


7. The Irish disgrace

Our Steve:

I add:

6. Hungarian GE today … Orban favoured

… but you know what tricks globopsycho and the EU have, lrt alone Malsi:

The MGB versus Leyland

 

Found this to send to Bobbie last evening but she said she just liked “old cars” … the inner workings of Leyland might not be what she was on about. My question is … was Leyland management really that hopeless? Coz it sure seems so.

How do these clowns get their jobs? Then again, look at Starmer and Rachel from accounts.

And yes, good reader, I am using the time to have brek and get some Sunday chores done.

Sunday [1 to 5]

(0829) An hour late, no matter … an attempt at blue+cloud up in the sky, shall see what happens. There are various YTs up at 1350, I’d say essential watching but who am I anyway? (0910)

 

5. Brutalism versus humanity and art again


4. Steve at 1350

  • Iran’s New Supreme Leader Ayatollah Mojtaba Khamenei Reportedly Left Crippled and Disfigured by Airstrike That Killed His Father (JH: Oh dear, what a shame, never mind)
  • Is*amic Extremism Rising Worldwide (JH: Tell us some news)
  • African Descendant Claims British Threatened Her Ancestor, Then Learns He Was a Slaver Trying to Keep Brits from Ending Slavery in City He Ruled
  • Easter Ceasefire, Northern Threat: [The] Ukraine Readies Maritime Strikes As Russia Suspends Fighting
  • The Singularity Paradox: AI as the globalists’ weapon of control, depopulation and spiritual subversion (JH: Hmmmm .. that Kass article on Orthodoxy yesterday mentioned “hospital of the soul”)
  • The biraderi network is protecting Moose Limb rape gang perpetrators in the UK (essential reading)
  • Former Fort Bragg contractor charged under Espionage Act for leaking Delta Force secrets
  • Much more.

3. Scumbags in the Senate


2. DAD at 1350

a) Pennes-Mirabeau (13): A 19-year-old @fghan migr@nt was arrested for a series of sexu@l @ssaults on goats and sheep….

b) A new report points to signs of looming credit problems for the EU’s deeply indebted governments. Ignoring these signs is not an option….

c) Info filed under ‘We told you so’, at the time. It’s the same warning for the UK. The Coverup: warnings months before the Spanish Blackout, “Today was really bad” and “we’re going to crash”. (Jo Nova)

d) Britain’s Most Powerful Secret Organisation: Chatham House Exposed.

1. Dearth of real news on the Iran “talks”

… may as well use the ZeroHedge newsletter this morning:

Yeah yeah, ra ra ra. Next stage in the sabre rattling theatre begins.

As a very, very young child, maybe too young to really know, we were hearing, on radio, about Kennedy, Kruschev and imminent nuclear war … we’d just had some Bay involving Pigs … it was discussed by the kids among ourselves, think our teacher made a statement … next thing we know … Kruschev has pulled missiles out of Cuba.

There was no intentional connection yesterday, here, to the Cuban musical reference. That’s all on Iran for now from me.

Pascha

First up, quite interesting (to me) was that I was woken in the middle of the night … here is my timestamp on the ipad:


Second was the timetable concluding the commemoration … West last week and East this week. The Eastern heavily involves the Saturday and the harrowing of hades as they put it … Kassandra Troy sent this last evening, my time:

https://amid5ttheruin5.blogspot.com/2026/04/holy-saturday-2026-live-from-jerusalem.html

Third follows that immediately, the realisation that in order to continually teach, one must also commit to continually studying and learning. I am in a position where friends in America are doing that in the “protestant” or biblical manner, meaning both Testaments, Old and New, not one without the other. This is no zero sum.

Fourth thought to enter the head was to retrieve this quote from Agatha Christie’s Harley Quinn who, in one short story, has a little ole man, Mr. Satterthwaite, stumble upon a woman about to leap from a coastal cliff where her now empty house is … setting is Italian coastline, maybe Capri, maybe not. He addresses her about it:

Vigorously underscoring that point were various vid-memes last evening on X, where in one of them, a man walking along a street beside a housing block suddenly changed position, looked up and caught a baby which had fallen from a high balcony. In another, a girl was about to plunge from a bridge, passers-by immediately dragged her back from the brink.

Fifth thought for me was, at 0355 BST, to go back and re-read the link just posted, from Kass’s blog.

From that re-reading, it was clear that the Western church (small c) concentrates on the first day, the crucifixion, then easter day, whereas the Eastern places great significance on what Jesus was actually doing on the second day … West and East, combined, make that a Friday, Saturday, Sunday thing and that’s complicated by the one week separation between commemorations.

Last evening, in eastern Europe, the Orthodox mounted a vigil in Khrams across the lands, awaiting the completion of the job He had to do in another place, then His reappearance to humankind … one specifically mentioned is Mary Magdalene and other women.

This is the third day commemoration of Resurrection. In southern USA, it is called by many Resurrection Day. For me, personally, it began on Palm Sunday in the West and ends right now, at 0405 this Sunday the 12th, with DAD having just posted at NOWP from France and I about to zonk or crash for my second sleep, starting the Sunday blogging around 0730 to 0800 (current cunning plan). I’ll have a Pascha luncheon later, as I used to in Russia, aroubd 1100.

No more nor less than that, let’s keep it simple.

Oh, one last thought … if we’re looking at key dates, try the 1054 Schism, the 1182 Massacre of the Latins, and the 1204 sacking of Constantinople, led by the Merovingian mesmerised Franks. /END.

Sat Mat too

 

Thought this was a “so bad it’s good” movie at first but it’s not quite bad enough for that … there are some weird things happening along the way. Review:

“This is a most unusual, low-budget B/W adventure from producer Roger Corman, directed by skillful Nathan Juran; one whose creators do a neat variation on the old tale of people kidnapped by a fugitive heading to somewhere and needing their vehicle or themselves as hostages.

I find the storyline straightforward and classic noir. Scene:  a casino in Las Vegas, a marine just back from service (Richard Conte), buys a drink for platinum blonde (Mary Beth Hughes), and somehow insults her; so they have a public quarrel but then reconcile the problem.

The following  day, he is taken in by the sheriff and named prime suspect in the girl’s demise; she has been strangled. Using his military skills, he overpowers the officers holding him and sets out on the “lam”. Troopers are checking the highways for him, hence the title, and also the state border.

So he hitches a ride with with two women who (happen to have had) car trouble. One is a wealthy fashion photographer from New York, Joan Bennett; her young assistant, Wanda Hendrix, is the other. The two try to rid themselves of him, but he stays with them–finally having to use force to have his way.

He heads for the town where he grew up, for a climax, finding it under the waters of the Salton Sea. The film ends happily for Conte, but not before Bennett’s dog has been killed, and he has been tested to the limit.

The film is inexpensive-looking, with indifferent dialogue but the story line is good, clean and memorable. Roger Corman devised the original story; four others had a hand in the screenplay. There is original music by Edward Kay and some decent but hardly outstanding technical work. In the cast along with the principals are stalwart Reed Hadley, Frank Jenks, Iris Adrian, Harry Harvey,Tom Hubbard (one of the writers) and others all showing to advantage.

I first saw this film nearly fifty years ago; and it is still memorable and satisfying … with more money and better dialogue, I believe these actors and the director could have made a fine narrative even better.”