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October 8 2015 5 08 /10 /October /2015 14:07


By Stanley Collymore


Don’t tell me, you’ve lost that will to love because your

boyfriend has dumped you! Well what on earth did

you expect from him on his realizing that you

were simply fair game for any guy who was

financially loaded, that routinely paid you

false compliments and, what’s more,

cheerfully lied through his teeth in

the process to get what he clearly

wanted from you – sex and

nothing more; and all because he instinctively knew

and additionally got to understand that effortlessly

you’re quite an unproblematic sucker for this

kind of purblind stuff and thus an easy lay

when it comes to hearing whatever any

randy Lothario has to say in order to

have his licentious way with you;

and that furthermore in terms

of respect either for your boy

friend let alone yourself

you clearly had none.


Yet now, utterly barefacedly, somewhat

extraordinarily and ironically too you

want others, and with you finding

yourself in this quandary which

you’ve intentionally created

for yourself, to completely sympathize with you

for your having wantonly and stupidly thrown

away in the most cavalier and irresponsible

of fashion that any woman possibly can,

the intense love of a truly decent and,

until your extremely inexcusable

behaviour, the committed love

of an honourable, decidedly

faithful and, undeniably,

a most adoring man!


© Stanley V. Collymore

8 October 2015.



Author’s Remarks:

As those of you who routinely read my work, and especially my poems, will know I write about things that I feel passionately about or which in some way or other has inspired me to comment on them; and this poem is no exception. The genesis of it came about when on a bus journey across West Sussex to the seaside resort town of Worthing just recently, and one that I frequently make when I’m in the UK, I overheard a conversation that prompted this poem. I wasn’t eavesdropping; that isn’t, never was or will it ever be a forte of mine as I have a life of my own and far more important things to do with it than to consciously tune in to the often idiotic conversations of most Brits nowadays. But sitting on this particular bus and at the very front of it I couldn’t, although I tried my level bus to shut it out, help but overhear this conversation coming from two young women who were quite literally, in marked contrast to where I was ensconced at the very front of the bus and directly behind the driver – you can’t get more forward as a passenger on a transport bus than that unless you chose, I say sarcastically, to sit on the lap of the driver.


Anyway, the prattle from these two women, who I know as long term but not speaking to acquaintances as they neither of them apparently feel that they have any obligation to work and regularly take trips on this same bus to Worthing to occupy their time, was most intrusive – can’t Brits of all kinds, and I say this pleadingly talk quietly, and why the hell do they think that everyone is either interested in or wants to hear their invariably banal conversations? Any road these two were no exception to this intrusive and particularly annoying practice that seemingly is nationwide across Britain nowadays. So I had no choice but to grin and bear their infernal chatter, even forced to dispense with my usual scribbling of stories and poems that I generally do when I’m on this one hour and 45 minutes duration drive to Worthing.


The essence of this loud conversation that I noticed others on the bus were equally pissed off with is contained in the poem I’ve written; but quite incredibly by these two females what this utterly praiseworthy man did in summarily and permanently dumping this trollop when he realized what she was up to is something to be vilified; and is clearly at fault for having the temerity and audacity to do so while narcissistically this slut evidently feels she is and ought to be justly regarded as the aggrieved one. But why am I not surprised by this when from the very top of British society to the lowest level of it it’s always somebody else’s fault and never that of the true perpetrator? Ruminate on that one philosophically and morally if the lot of you out there can! And that includes you David Cameron, Theresa May and Co.


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October 7 2015 4 07 /10 /October /2015 13:56


By Stanley Collymore


I woke up in the middle of the night sweating most profusely,

what a dreadful fright, and earnestly sorely wondering what

on earth was going on. For I’d earlier had this quite awful

dream that Jeremy Corbyn was arrested on the specific

orders of the British Home Secretary Theresa May.

whose ministerial portfolio covers these sorts of

mundane things, for being an illegal migrant

living in Britain and who furthermore had

had the sheer audacity and the galling temerity to

brazenly stand for and even get himself elected

33 years in succession as a most popular MP

and, in addition, as we’ve recently seen as

undeniably the massively chosen leader

throughout the Labour movement;

disregard the sick, sore losers

and Labtory MPs, infecting

the House of Commons

with their presence,

in the real British

Labour Party.


His arrest immediately and naturally carried out through

the courtesy of that ever obliging, criminal and quite

sadistically murderous entity known as G4S; that,

to put it mildly, are seasoned past masters in

felonious activities like this. However, as

normality returned and with it my usual

composure I gradually realized it was

simply an upsetting dream that had turned into

an alarming nightmare and that probably had

earlier and somewhat unconsciously been

triggered, I dear say, by the distinctly

racist, xenophobic migration speech

tied to the mindless self-serving

vituperation by Theresa May:

the childless: small blessings

shouldn’t ever be ignored,

discernibly testosterone-

driven and abhorrent

third gender aspirant

for the top job as leader

of the Tory – forgive

me and I do beg

your pardon –

Nasty Party!


© Stanley V. Collymore

7 October 2015.



Author’s Remarks:

Thank God we have the Conservative Party in Britain and pillocks like Theresa May in it to keep our minds intelligently and perceptively focused. For without them, obviously sane and intelligent people, of whom there are still some in the United Kingdom, could quite despairingly in this overtly racist, xenophobic, delusional, sickening and perverted society called Britain rather inadvertently but understandably so given the circumstances they’re daily confronted with, actually think they’re going mad like the rest of the British population; which manifestly they are not!


Personally, I’m very partial to ethnic cleansing in Britain provided of course we get rid of the MP scum in all parties, the paedophile practitioners and their Tory, Lib-Dem and Labtory protectors in conjunction with most of the powers that be and the British Establishment for whom such pernicious and sickening activities are a rite of passage; while leaving decent human beings, and that includes immigrants, to carry on developing Britain as it should be; and against all the odds hopefully transform it into a caring, equitable and a truly egalitarian country that commands the respect of the rest of the world, and doesn’t have to gratuitously and unwarrantedly bomb the shits out of them to make our sanctimonious and hypocritical voices heard.

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October 6 2015 3 06 /10 /October /2015 14:01


By Stanley Collymore


You keep touching me like no other man has ever touched

me before and young and sexually inexperienced though

I might be I’m even so well aware that what you’re

doing is really all about you and most definitely

not about me; and if you don’t stop doing it

immediately I shall be obliged to call the

police; but then maybe not, for their bosses will

only cover it up: paedophilia protectors and

even practitioners themselves you see.

So instead I shall self-defensively,

as is my right, kick you with

all my might where it truly

hurts - smack bang in

the middle of your

very soon to be

very swollen

and painful



© Stanley V. Collymore

6 October 2015.



Author’s Comments:

A young lady I met while travelling on a bus in the Southeast of England and who had sat next to and was on her way home from the college she attended noticing how engrossed I was at the time with my notepad which I always carry with me and the writing I was quite earnestly undertaking, obviously out of general curiosity first politely apologized and then asked me what I was doing; was I a teacher, a writer or a journalist? I smiled and told her I was all three of these. A conversation ensued and I explained that I was writing a poem. As it happened I had with me a few copies of previously written poems that I’d collected from the printing firm where I professionally have my personalized poems and posters done. As she was interested in seeing them I showed them to her.


She evidently liked them and asked what subject I taught. I told her and she said English was also her favourite subject, that she wanted to go on to university and hoped to major in it. Understandably I congratulated her on her sensible choice. She laughed and as our journey continued we built up a natural rapport with each other. Twenty minutes later we said a warm goodbye to each other as she prepared to get off at her stop while I continued on my journey home.


As fate would have it we ran into each other again but this time she was with a group of her friends who she introduced me to. As our encounter took place in the town centre this time we all of us mutually agreed to go to a coffee shop and socialize there. Quite an interesting and entertaining occasion it turned out to be too, leaving us all in stitches of laughter. And it was from one of the young ladies present and who cheerfully and voluntarily relayed her story that this poem I’ve now written was given birth to. She also said that she didn’t mind in the least my turning it into a poem and the others likewise agreed.


This group consist of a superb bunch of lads and lasses who’ve clearly got their heads screwed on the right way; and with me, at their unanimous request conjoined with their parents’ specific permission, I’m now acting as their informal “teacher”, assessing their academic work and making constructive suggestions wherever appropriate both face to face when we meet up but more often than not online when I’m out of the country. Politically they’re also energized but I shan’t say for which party or political leader as this is not a commercial (smile). Suffice to say though their choices in both instances are spot on with mine!

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October 5 2015 2 05 /10 /October /2015 15:44


By Stanley Collymore


You are the visible characterization and uplifting

embodiment of natural motherhood, intuitively

conducting yourself as every loving, caring

and scrupulously trustworthy, biological

mother or parent of whatever category

should; an entirely enthralling and

a most pleasurable observation,

in every imaginable way, to

comfortingly survey in a

vivacious atmosphere

of unstinting and

quite justified



Someone that in this generally feckless, highly

irresponsible and largely dissolute society

of mendacious mediocrity and purblind

stupidity commonplace unfortunately

as well as utterly demeaning and

which nowadays, delusionally

and asininely, are ludicrously are and

seriously passed off as desirable traits of

responsible parenthood and grown up

maturity; yet conscionably and in

every other conceivable way,

and noticeably eschewed

by you, patently and

ongoingly clearly

and specifically

lack any true


of cogent



But you who’re obviously untouched by all of this

have markedly in your case - so conspicuously

and refreshingly different, I must truthfully

say, that one would either have to be blind

or else completely doltish not to notice,

fully appreciate and unconditionally

venerate this methodology of yours in

every practicable way; that’s splendidly

unpretentious, manifestly scrupulous

and agreeable; positively appealing

undeniably inspirational and has

materialized as a decidedly

friendly, captivatingly

feminine and, from a

personal perspective, as

a veritably gratifying

sight to see and




© Stanley V. Collymore

5 October 2015.



Author’s Remarks:

The appreciation of altruistic motives if not entirely dead in Britain as a whole has most certainly been in a very regressive coma for several years now and markedly exhibits all the transparent signs of not only being terminally but also unrecoverably ill. Most contemporary Brits of all ages and each gender haven’t the foggiest notion of what altruism is or what when quite authentically dispensed that gesture is all about, and is nothing more, in my honest opinion, than casting pearls before swine. It’s the same with compliments genuinely given.


Thankfully it’s not a situation that I come across in Germany or anywhere else, come to that, globally, and categorically seems to be specifically a British curse. So as a rule of thumb the only Brits that I routinely pay compliments to or set about doing anything altruistically for are family members, close and trusted friends and on the very rare occasions those whom I’ve previously not met nor known but who evidently and rather refreshingly transcend the pernicious banality and rampant stupidity that is so replete within my country.


This poem was inspired by one such unique person who is British but is as far removed from her peers as chalk is from cheese.

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October 3 2015 7 03 /10 /October /2015 16:01


By Stanley Collymore


Paul Kenny – do you know who he is, ever heard of him or actually care whether he exists or not for matter if told who he was? I thought not! And more to the point would imagine that the vast majority of trade union members generally throughout Britain – he’s apparently a trade union leader of some sort, an issue I shall be returning to later in this resume of his - haven’t the foggiest idea who he is either, and when t it actually comes down to the British public generally, how many of us can truthfully say hand on heart that we even knew that Paul existed? And that, to be perfectly honest with you, included me! But after his recent self-publicizing and hubristic, attention grabbing scam, he’s rather good at things like that I was reliably informed, plus his demonstrably and completely unprovoked asinine attack on Jeremy Corbyn I decided to do my homework on this bloke.


Not much in terms of worthwhile content I must acknowledge but here’s what I gleaned from my far from absorbing research on this, as I seriously suspected and in actuality it turned out, typical lowlife, white trash piece of nonentity shit putting on fanciful airs above his cerebral and zero intellectual capabilities as a feral-disposed, dim-wittedly incoherent and discernible throwback to a perceptibly pre-Neanderthal and barbaric, that I thought was made extent by the ice age, facsimile of Homo sapiens that purportedly replaced his kind; but on the face of it, it would ostensibly appear that some of these sub-species of early terrestrial life still exist and are manifestly revealed in the embodiment of the likes of Paul Kenny.


Paul Kenny is the general secretary of the GMB, which again most everyday Brits don’t have a clue what these letters stand for and those that vaguely know it’s some sort of a trade union aren’t fully aware of and moreover seriously couldn’t care less what Paul Kenny or the entire GMB’s membership: that would be rather hard-pressed to fill a decent, average-sized football stadium really do. And for my part I couldn’t care one way or another, as I voluntarily ceased being a British trade union member when the lot of these brain-dead pillocks, including Paul Kenny, marched to Enoch Powell’s drumbeat in the wake of his Rivers of Blood speech; this despite the fact that Enoch had as much liking for or any interest in the welfare of the British trade union movement and its membership generally or those deluded purblind pillocks who unreservedly and racially jumped on his bandwagon specifically for that matter, as your good old-fashioned, British establishment paedophiles: the same class of people whom Paul Kenny fervently aspires to becoming an indoctrinated social class climbing member of, have in child welfare.


So having resigned my membership from the four trade unions that I was a member of at the time I earnestly made a solemn commitment to myself to never again join any trade union in the UK unless there was a fundamental, far-reaching across the board, and also a permanent transformation of trade unionism inside the United Kingdom. And since nothing which I’ve seen since my decision then has in the remotest sense convinced me over those several years that anything of the kind has happened or is ever distantly likely to take place within Britain during my lifetime, I’ve sensibly and logically concluded that there are far more pressing or truly imperative things I can realistically do both with my time and money than waste either of them on intransigent morons that run British trade unions and their primarily boneheaded members that permit themselves to be routinely dictated to by inherent nonentities like Paul Kenny.


But a passionately resolved and very committed advocate of the principles of trade unionism when I afterwards left the UK to live and work in Germany I instantly became a trade union member again as well as an activist there and proudly still am. So whenever I hear these pale specimens of what trade unionism should be bleating or rambling on incoherently within the UK of what they’re either entitled to or frankly don’t want to do, policies that are in essence not in the least co-ordinated as those who lead these bodies, to be absolutely blunt with you, collectively couldn’t muster the required IQ to pass an 11 plus exam I just ignore them, for I know what authentic trade unionism is all about; and it’s a general policy and well accepted practice in Germany both by trade unionists and employers consensually that when a deal is negotiated and struck for whatever number of years, normally not less than seven or so years both sides rigidly stick to that legal bargain, and when negotiations are expected for the next round of discussion on a new agreement these are mutually undertaken two years before the existing one actually expires; agreement reached after intensive and matured discussions and a new work contract between the union and employers concerned satisfactorily embarked on, so that when the existing contract finally expires the new one can immediately and smoothly be implemented without the preposterous calamity of threats, strikes and the rest of it that so cantankerously belabour the relationship between British employers and their employees at the behest of so-called trade union leaders and inane employers symbiotically conjoined in their rank stupidity.


And why am I not in the least surprised that something like that doesn’t happen in Britain? Simply! When you have white trash employers and trade union leaders, excluding of course people like Arthur Scargill, but most discernibly scum like Paul Kenny throwing in their lot quite racially and mindbogglingly dim-wittedly with psychopathic manipulators of the likes of Enoch Powell and Margaret Thatcher how the hell then can such obtuse dimwits lacking both the commonsense and intellectual perspicacity which the Germans have in abundance lead anything, far less a supposed trade union, anywhere but into a bloody cul-de-sac? And the only realistic Master Race claim I can personally see which these prized British pricks have to is the indisputable reliability of their discernibly unadulterated and innate stupidity which every sentient and intelligent person readily recognizes but they, poor sods, like the noxious vermin they clearly are, simply can’t.


Paul Kenny is transparently a congenital idiot, not his fault entirely as his genetic mix clearly has something to do with it; that said though he has also undoubtedly and hugely contributed to this unequivocal characterization of himself. And demonstrably useless as he is as a union leader and other things besides he’s however a graspingly avaricious acquisitor of one thing: money! As the leader of his GMB union he’s paid £81,000 in salary plus perks, but he’s also on record as telling his union members they ought to take pay cuts to save their jobs; no such altruism though on his part when it comes to his own salary. But then mindless bullies - or as I much prefer to see and characterize them as the slime balls that more appropriately fits their depiction - never see why they should themselves lead by example and therefore compromise in the same way they narcissistically and bloody well hypocritically always insist that others do. Yet here we have this out-and-out contemptible, rather lumbering, demonically perverse, categorically loathsome, social climbing and transformed neoliberal moron, egotistically and egomaniacally spurred on by the guarantee of the same rubbish and completely discredited

state trinket, which was also handed out to those like Cyril Smith and Jimmy Savile – whose paedophilia was well known within the same circles which this new knight of the realm is so impatiently looking forward to joining and hence has no time for the likes of Jeremy Corbyn, who in the most principled manner that he has always been and most assuredly will carry on being so as he conscientiously tries his level best to make Britain a better and more equitable place for all of us but that Paul Kenny for all his lying and disingenuous rhetoric about caring for the average working man, his GMB members and their jobs specifically particular doesn’t in the least mind using them for his own self-aggrandizing ends.


Of course he’s not that dumb to stupidly let it be known to them that’s actually the case as all of these cap-doffing, working class Tories are wont to do that in reality he doesn’t empathize with them; and with his imminent “ennoblement” it just wouldn’t fit in he evidently imagines with his new found status nor, for that matter, that of his lady wife Patricia now! Would it old boy? But then working class, social climbing prats are the very worst scum around and are in essence even more snobbish than their “privileged” masters and mistresses. Which forcefully and risibly reminds me of those council house tenants who bought their council homes under Margaret Thatcher’s right to buy legislation, not because she ever gave a toss about them but principally because she wanted to terminally destroy what she dogmatically always perceived was a Labour Party political power base and with this absolutely sick obsession on the part of many Brits – and not practised anywhere else across Europe - to own their own homes at any cost, irrespective of whether they can afford to do so or not Margaret Thatcher did massively succeed in her quest.


And as a young Labour activist then I could always tell those who’d exercised their option to buy; for the very first thing they did was to change their front doors and windows - and don’t say you didn’t bloody well do it, for the lot of you did - to narcissistically demonstrate to the world, as if anyone with a functioning brain in their head actually cared, they were no longer local council tenants but Conservative home buyers!


That’s the same idiotic and class entrenched, Medieval mindset attitude that social climbing and treacherous scum, Paul Kenny is operating from as he willingly embraces his neoliberal and turncoat philosophy. But as my maternal Grandmother has always said and determinedly maintained you can wash down and dress up a pig as much as you care to and even decorate it with the most imposing of finery but were one to take it even in that refined condition into the most sophisticated and the grandest of stately homes that pig will do what all pigs do and shit on the floor, as it’s a condition totally inbred in and characteristic of pigs. And that about perfectly sums you up neoliberal aficionado Paul Kenny; as you’re undeniably lowlife, white trash and strikingly, like that analogous pig, has no class whatever or basic commonsense to go with it, so don’t idiotically delude or flatter yourself let alone act on such spurious beliefs that you’re even light years near to anything that Jeremy Corbyn is. For he is more the man and human being – the jury from my perspective is still out as to whether you actually meet the most basic criteria for either of these two assumptions – than you could ever in a billion light years ever be. But since he’s also a gentleman with everyone, something that I promise you I most assuredly am NOT when it comes to dealing with scum like you Paul Kenny, I’ll tell it like it is! And, what’s more, carry on doing so.


You say in your hubristic remarks to these rightwing newspapers, an interesting observation on my part and says a lot about you bearing in mind you’re supposedly a trade union leader and these papers are quite diametrically opposed to all forms of trade unionism, that Jeremy Corbyn would have “a choice to make of whether to follow the defence policy of the [this] country or feel that he should resign.” Well let me frankly inform you of a few salient facts Paul Kenny. I’m not aware that this country of ours and that you infect like a toxic parasite ever voted on any kind of defence policy with or without nuclear weapons. Of my own free choice I served in the RAF and had full top secret classification and that subject also never came up while I was in uniform; nor am I aware the British public ever voted on any such defence commitment or any political party offered it as a choice to the British public either in their manifesto or a national referendum.


Furthermore, Britain is one of only nine countries to have nuclear weapons. These countries are: the United States, United Kingdom, Russian Federation, the Peoples Republic of China, France, India, Pakistan, Israel and North Korea. Britain, moreover, is a signatory to the NPT agreement which clearly stipulates that those countries with nuclear weapons MUST legally phase them out in exchange for all countries without nuclear weapons legally pledging not to have them. But what do we find? Every one of these nuclear states hangs on to their nuclear weapons and in the case of the west they not only upgrade them but equally have brought all the white Caucasian states under the protective nuclear umbrella of NATO; and to add gross insult to an already hurtful injury have clandestinely conspired with Zionist apartheid Israel for it to have its own nuclear and distinctly massive nuclear arsenals, deceitfully and lyingly pretending these don’t exist. For under US law if the United States ever once admitted to this fact it would have to stop the billions of dollars worth of military revenue and state of the art weaponry it annually gives to this pariah entity barbarically and unlawfully ensconced in the Middle East. So too would Germany and the rest of the EU. So the lie is maintained.


Not only that but the same Britain, United States and the collective rest of them together with Israel collaboratively developed nuclear weapons with and for the apartheid regime of South Africa; however when the official collapse of apartheid seemed inevitable these same bloody hypocrites swiftly set about rather hysterically demanding that the ANC surrender these very nuclear weapons that when South Africa was under the grip and tyranny of apartheid they all said never existed and that it was all conspiracy theories. This despite the fact the ANC long knew of their clandestine existence and had openly said that when a majority run democratic South Africa emerged the ANC for its part had no wish to have or any need for these nuclear weapons and would voluntarily give them up anyway. None the less, that specific guarantee or the promised word of the ANC wasn’t enough for these purported “elite” members of the Master Race who didn’t mind a very barbaric, white minority supremacist and overtly racist apartheid controlled South Africa having them, but a Black and democratic one – no bloody way; for these Niggers can’t be trusted as whites can. Never mind that one of those spouting this sort of stuff was the United States regime, which wasn’t only the last western country to recognize the fall of apartheid - and incidentally Nelson Mandela was still on its terrorist list right up until the election of Barack Obama as President - but somewhat ironically in all this, is the lone country to have used nuclear weapons in warfare at Hiroshima and Nagasaki. But we all know that American and the broader aspect of white Caucasian exceptionalism gives them all the unchallenged right to be as hypocritical as they choose to be.


Thoroughly pissed off with these blatant sets of double standards India, followed by Pakistan and North Korea developed their own nuclear arsenals and who could blame them; and while the west was more than happy for the Shah of Iran - their own carefully handpicked dictator to go down that particular path - it was most categorically a no-no for Iran when the Iranians successfully, and rightly so, overthrew this western implanted and militarily backed dictator, installed by the United States and its allies, most infamously Britain, to all the better plunder the natural resources of Iran, since Britain is a past master at doing this kind of thing and has repeatedly done so all over the globe; but with the Iranian revolution a reality the west chose to do an instant about face by declaring Iran should be nuclear free, a situation that continues to this day even though Iran is a voluntary signatory to the NPT, something Zionist apartheid Israel isn’t, and has time and again been subjected to more rigorous inspections by the IAEA than any other country. Zionist apartheid and routinely genocidal against the Palestinians and others in the Middle East Israel, meanwhile, has been given blanket immunity from the west not to let any IAEA inspectors onto its stolen Palestinian territory let alone anywhere near its nuclear plants; yet reliably is stated to be the possessor of the world’s third largest stockpile of nuclear weapons after America and Russia, and which are considerably greater than what the United Kingdom has ownership of.


So my pertinent question to brain-dead Paul Kenny is this: assuming that Britain goes ahead and renews Trident, which incidentally it couldn’t operationally use without the specifically stated and given permission of the United States of America anyhow, so intrinsically it’s not an independent British deterrent as it’s hubristically and vaingloriously claimed to be by its neoliberal and boneheaded 19th Century fixated imperialist minded supporters, who on earth is Britain, in point of fact, going to use these nuclear weapons against? The United States or other NATO countries? Unthinkable. Israel; I don’t think so with so; not with so many yids in David Cameron’s Cabinet, both chambers of our parliament infested with them and their supporters and with yiddish Zionist lobbies rampant in the UK, across Europe and of course in the United States.


China? Hardly. India; the same. Both countries have over one billion people each and could very easily sacrifice the sum total of the UK and United States joint populations and actually still exist while for the US and Britain it’d be curtains permanently drawn. Russia? Again not feasible. So other than having these nuclear weapons for Britain and its idiotic population by and large to asininely delude themselves that somehow it actually makes Britain great - that’s like a thoroughly sick and demented psychopath in your neighbourhood publicly stating that he or she is wholly justified and also entitled to have weapons of any kind in their home but none of their neighbours should or will ever be permitted to do the same. And it’s not rocket science to correctly determine what your response to that diktat would be if you were one of that person’s neighbours, and them moreover justifying their idiocy on the ludicrous premise that they do need to have these weapons to defend themselves. From whom, when no one in the remotest sense is a real, as apart from a paranoid one, threat them? For it’s they who are the recidivist troublemakers! Yet you idiotically out there see nothing at all wrong with the recidivist criminal Britain having nuclear weapons. Not funny in the least!


For let’s get down to brass tacks, far from not having nuclear weapons Britain shouldn’t even in the modern world we live in be allowed to carry on having a permanent seat on the UNSC. I passionately love Mohammed Ali as the superlatively great Black man and a superb boxer he’ll always be to me and scores of millions around the globe but were he to state he’s going to go back into the ring to prove what a great boxer he is I would be totally appalled; just as I am with the UK attempting to roll back the passage of time and bizarrely pretend that it’s still a major global power. It’s not. And I firmly believe from my upbringing that strength doesn’t come from brute force - any barbaric nation, its rulers and even its populace can pathetically and unintelligently act that way - but from personal and national character and inner strength. Britain led by someone like Jeremy Corbyn can do great things in this world, but these must be absolutely consensual with the people we’re dealing with, and not have us asininely cling on to an outdated and obscene form of warfare and like a bully threaten those who don’t have the same weapons we narcissistically give ourselves but nevertheless insist they mustn’t have into coercively complying with our arbitrary wishes and demands.


Jeremy Corbyn received more votes than any UK party leader has ever had in living memory and that includes the Labour Party; he has a genuine mandate that is more than the Labtories have ever had or the Nazi Zionist Tories actually received in the last general elections; 24% of an electorate’s vote where less than 40% of those eligible to vote did so doesn’t equate in my honest opinion to democracy or a mandate for anything but quite arbitrary and dictatorial rule. And when magistrates, some of the most conservative people in the UK, are up in arms and resigning in quite significant numbers because of the clear travesty of justice that there is in the legal and court system they were  expected to unfairly operate and supervise these are the kind of issues together with many other pressing ones we should be urgently addressing and not wantonly squander billions of Pounds that could and should be spent on matters like these instead of wasting this money on useless, highly destructive and redundant weapons.


So frankly Paul Kenny your lamentably lame and utterly disingenuous argument that you’re not willing to sacrifice your members’ jobs by having Britain give up Trident, what jobs do you imagine will be around Mr Prime Asshole Kenny if the nuclear cloud were ever set off? Go crawl back into your sewer Paul Kenny! And as for the equally ludicrous remarks which are coming from testosterone driven Maria Eagle, clearly more copious in that department than most white British males like Paul Kenny, I had initially planned to include you both in earlier tweets of mine and also the subsequent article but decided instead to furnish you Ms Eagle with a complete spread of your own and do faithfully promise you that this particular DYKE is going to be burst wide open! So, forewarned, do cling on to your trident sister (?) as from this assertively heterosexual male’s perspective - I’m averse to all imitations - it’s going to be one hell of a bumpy ride, metaphorically speaking!

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October 2 2015 6 02 /10 /October /2015 14:51


By Stanley Collymore


Ich liebe Dich sehr mein Liebchen! And what’s more

have always done; as you’re a darling Sweetheart

and, for me, will always be the one I’ll cherish

throughout the rest of my life and, moreover,

want you to definitely know it’s my

unalterable intention to make

you my loving wife. That’s provided, of course,

you were disposed to have me as I earnestly

hope you will. For with you around me

you constantly, inescapably, assuredly and

romantically instil that glorious and enthralling

feeling that unquestionably quite delightfully,

thoroughly and inspirationally convinces

me - as anything is ever likely to, just

how emphatically, decisively and

besottedly, as it happens, I’m

profoundly and ardently

in love with you!


© Stanley V. Collymore

2 October 2015.



Author’s Comments:

Dieses Gedicht ist in Erinnerung an alle die wirklich bemerkenswert und inspirative hervoragend, liebevoll und unglaublich romantisch deutschen Damen, die im Laufe der Jahre haben solche wunderbare Freude und fantastisches Vergnuegen in mein Leben gebracht; aber unter ihnen alle meine Prinzessin Sie sind definitiv die Special One!


This poem is in memory of all the truly remarkable and inspirationally outstanding, loving and incredibly romantic German ladies who over the years have brought such wondrous delight and fantastic pleasure into my life; but among them all my Princess you’re definitively the Special One!

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September 30 2015 4 30 /09 /September /2015 17:04


By Stanley Collymore


Ride the storm of mindless criticism Jeremy Corbyn and

let them say whatever they want, after all you are for

Freedom of Expression and active, grassroots and

participatory democracy; but, even so, stick to

your cherished principles, carry on loyally

upholding them as I’m most confident

that you will with the persevering

backing of many of us out here

who publicly declare that we aren’t going anywhere

and will unwaveringly support you all the way come

what may, and don’t wish to see you conciliatorily

submit, not even a tiny bit, to the prattling, self-

serving biases of your adversaries and truly

dim-witted detractors eagerly egged on as

they usually are by the egocentric spin

doctors and their media propagated spin, courtesy of

the one percenters who own and control them, and

basically are these purblind and covetously, venal

morons neo-liberal bankrollers and demanding,

murderously predisposed, lowlife and white

trash puppet masters. For those of us who

unwaveringly support you Jeremy are

firm believers not only of the values

of democracy but equally too the

even-handed and conscientious

manner in which you visualize

their ethical implementation

and consequently on our part

have neither the inclination

towards nor the time of

day for the pernicious

greed, the obsessive

warmongering or even worst

the criminally fixated and

controlled freakism of

distinctly debauched

white Caucasian

plutocratic neo-



© Stanley V. Collymore

30 September 2015.



Author’s Remarks:

First let me congratulate you Jeremy on your inspirational, inclusive and far-sighted speech as Labour leader at the party conference yesterday 29 September 2015; it was what those of us that are long-serving and supportive members of the Labour Party who have long known what you’re capable of and accordingly support you as do the plethora of new members and supporters to the Labour Party that have similarly recognized and appreciate what you stand for expected and uncompromisingly, honestly and straightforwardly had delivered to us all.


Well done! As expected the puerile British press unable to genuinely find fault with what you said had to look for other ways to please their neo-liberal paymasters and puppet controllers, to paint you Jeremy in an unflattering light; but it didn’t work for sensible and intelligent persons, and there are still some in the UK, can readily determine for themselves what has the ring of truth about it and what quite frankly is a load of codswallop. And I was quite amused to see Sky’s “token Asian” masquerading as a “political correspondent” and with as much false conviction not only then but ever since he’s been affirmative action given that job and I must point out the manifest equivalent of the House Nigger in the Black community, Faisal whatever his bloody surname is, in typical sahib genuflection as is expected of him asininely stating that you Jeremy Corbyn may have had a rapturous reception and standing ovation in the conference hall but what went on inside there wasn’t in his words “the real world.”


Now I know you’ve pledged to be polite and also not be abusive to people like Faisal who are perfectly entitled to their opinions, which I support even though I don’t agree with them. But when such deliberately pernicious points of view, so-called “opinions” in other words that have no resemblance whatever to the truth, are then intentionally and maliciously propagated as what they patently aren’t and with nothing to support this contrary point of view then to me that’s not freedom of expression but downright and wilful lying, which accords me the right to counter it in the manner I think is most appropriate, and for me that mean fighting fire with fire. And Faisal not only sounds and acts like a purblind cunt in all matters but physically, alas for him who derisorily mocks your attire Jeremy that you can change if you so choose, this prat and in the most charitable manner I can possibly express was cruelly short changed by nature and physically does actually look in my summation of things like an actual cunt. Can’t help it I guess. But there’s an old saying: people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. But enough of sahib chest beating Faisal!


The next bone I wish to pick is with Hilary Benn. This bloody nonentity who got elected as an MP and remains one only because of his dad: a truly remarkable and principled man, and may he rest in eternal peace, is a neo-liberal in sheep’s clothing. I’ve never liked him and that hasn’t changed or is ever likely to; and while I commend your superhuman capabilities Jeremy this utterly useless prat and from my perspective a Trojan Horse of the worst kind would never have been, if I were in your shoes Jeremy, be anywhere near a cabinet of any kind – unless it was a steel framed one he was locked in and intentionally left there to suffocate and die –I was in charge of. But you’re the boss Jeremy and want a broad church within the party that I understand. But why I particularly take exception to Hilary Benn is his stance on Syria and obsession by him to bomb that country knowing full well that the purpose of such bombing isn’t to dislodge or even eradicate ISIS: who are the agents and foot solders of the US, Britain and their official terrorist counterparts NATO, but to carry out illegal regime change in Syria as was done by Britain in Iraq and Libya and where in Syria the so-called civil war was premeditatedly instigated by Britain, the US and the other lowlife, white trash, imperialist purported leaders of the west.


We even had David Cameron saying in New York at the General Assembly gathering there and repeating his dishonest mantra that it’s all President Assad’s fault as he’s in bed with ISIS and the Syrian government is even buying oil from ISIS; out of oil fields mark you that are owned by Syria and legitimately within its sovereign territory and it’s this arrangement that’s significantly propping up ISIS financially! Well, I’ll go to the foot of our stairs, for only a privileged parasitical, proceeds of Caribbean Slavery, Bullingdon Club necrophiliac could come up with something so brain-damagingly crass Where have we heard utter lying crap like this before? Oh yes, Iraq! Where Saddam Hussein was supposedly in bed with al-Qaeda and was responsible for 9/11, which everyone with a functioning brain knows he wasn’t as Saddam Hussein had a pathological hatred of al-Qaeda that in case you dimwits out there don’t know was created by the US and UK as was ISIS, and this hatred was reciprocal by al-Qaeda towards Saddam Hussein.


And the same hatred exists between President Assad and ISIS. And which has as much credibility about it what David Cameron is now saying as some racist claiming that the US Civil Rights Movement cooperated with the Ku Klux Klan and still does to carry out lynchings of Blacks in the USA. But David Cameron, his Nazi Tories, Lib-Dem and Labtory counterparts know they can spout these outrageous and blatant lies because the complicit British media and their western allies will carry these lying stories as though they were the truth and we’ve more than enough lowlife, white trash, bigoted, imperialist, cap-dossing scum in the UK to slavishly do what’s manipulatively demanded of them by the media and believe this load of crap.


Finally we have the union bosses: what a bunch of purblind twats; neo-liberal in nature and social climbing to the umpteenth degree. More concerned about their knighthoods and other non-existent Empire baubles than the real interests of their membership and so happily and covertly throw in their lot with the Tories who genuinely can’t stand them. Just like they did against Blacks in the wake of Enoch Powell’s River of Blood speech, openly marching in support of him even though Enoch detested these lowlife assholes and was the person who went to the Caribbean and begged these West Indians to come to Britain and help rebuild post-war Britain, then when the UK was on its feet again they became the typical scapegoats along with union support to kick the asses of.


Never mind the massive contribution West Indian had made in the defence of Britain during World War II and World War I for instance. Coming up to the 75 Anniversary of the Battle of Britain but will we see any Blacks portrayed in this propagandized commemoration? Of course; not as whites across the UK patriotically know it was Douglas Bader and other fucking whites like him who defeated the Luftwaffe and we Niggers never played any part. Fucking well dream on! And sometimes, even though I subsequently joined the RAF, I do wish these Blacks had stayed at home and let Britain stew in its imperialist shit, since all you idiotic and brain-dead fuckers would be speaking German now; with the major difference between you and me that I happily and voluntarily do so.


Yet we have these union bosses, and right pillocks they are too, wanting to retain Trident, like an idiot entering the room and threatening all those there with a hand grenade oblivious to the fact that if he or she pulls the pin everyone in that room including the assassin will be killed; and claiming, these morons who run the trade unions in the UK, that it’s to protect the jobs of their members. Like hell it is! On the risible premise if it weren’t so bloody serious a matter, that the more bombs Britain unleashes on the Global South the more work there will be for British works as those munitions used up have to be replaced, thus providing additional work for those whose jobs are to create these things. But what happens if some country with the capacity and crass stupidity to do the same to Britain adopted that same attitude to our country? Maggie Thatcher quite contemptuously decimated the trade union movement in Britain and was able to do so because she knew how absolutely fucking stupid, avariciously venal and class conscious their purblind leaders, with the remarkable exception of Arthur Scargill, were then and still are to this day. Absolute scum in a single word and with not a solitary principle either collectively or individually among them.


And to return to the notion advocated by these prats, and likeminded scumbags like Hilary Benn, that ISIS doesn’t respect the border between Syria and Iraq so it’s okay minus any consultation with the legitimate government of Syria to farcically “bomb” ISIS in Syria because that’s where ISIS also operates from; let me put this question to all you boneheads out there: what if the Soviet Union that was or Russia now decided to assist the IRA or Provincial IRA in the same way, or it was discovered that ISIS or some other terrorist group sponsored by foreign regimes as the UK does relative to ISIS in Syria and Iraq had contingents of sophisticatedly armed and similarly sadistic terrorist insurgents in Bradford or Leicester for example – my choice of UK locations is deliberate so work it out for yourselves - would you be happy too for the RAF to likewise bomb the shits out of these English towns? I think even the most dim-witted of cunts among you out there know the answer to that one! Which simply goes to show Hilary Benn, these class indoctrinated, pathetically social climbing nerds for union bosses and all these other neo-liberal Zionist mother-fuckers for what they really are – bloody stinking hypocrites and the worst sewer rat, purveyors of rampant double standards!


Sorry Jeremy, I know you’re a saint and while my commitment to you is as strong as it always has been and that won’t ever change, I didn’t promise to be nice to these neo-liberals and perniciously evil jerks and I shan’t be. For my philosophy in cases like these is to fight fire with fire!

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September 29 2015 3 29 /09 /September /2015 13:53


By Stanley Collymore


I’m me! And to be absolutely honest with you I’m quite

happy and most contended to be precisely who I am;

someone who speaks his mind and frankly doesn’t

really give a damn who shies away from me or

gets sorely offended by what I either say or do,

preferring instead that unembarrassingly for

them and similarly conscience free I’d

naturally choose to dim-wittedly submit myself,

as they routinely and quite cowardly do, to the

sinister and arbitrarily debilitating vagaries

of purposely contrived, orchestrated and

disingenuous, political spin! Well let

me publicly and indisputably make

it absolutely and unambiguously

clear to all of you, that isn’t

going to happen! Not now;

this year; any time in the

foreseeable future; or

were I to live for a

billion years, that


I shan’t do,

not ever!


© Stanley V. Collymore

29 September 2015.



Author’s remarks:

From the age of five I learnt the invaluable lesson initially taught me by my maternal Grandmother and subsequently reinforced by others who’ve voluntarily played a huge and constructive role in various aspects of my life but crucially too those moral, educational and political ones, and whose doctrine unashamedly and categorically stipulated that unless I was prepared to altruistically work for and die if needs be for something or someone that I believed in and unquestionably knew to be right, then the life I lived wasn’t worth it and frankly was quite meaningless.


It’s a lesson I’ve never forgotten, nor will I; and a commitment I will unfailingly and unapologetically carry through and do so with my life if I have to.


Dedicated to Jeremy Corbyn on your big day!

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September 28 2015 2 28 /09 /September /2015 16:40


By Stanley Collymore


The knives are clearly out and dastardly assassination

plots are being hatched by bogus “patriotic” British

Army generals; in their jobs simply by virtue of

rampant nepotism, privileged and parasitical

plutocracy, and unsurprisingly through the

courtesy and disposed facilitation of the

Secret Services, the UK police and,

of course, with the concealed

but plainly official support

and readily available

permission of

the MoD.


Perversely so by “courageous” generals and others

either painstakingly managing to conceal from

everyone but those in the know, their own

kind and hapless victims, their loathsome

activities of paedophilia, necrophilia

and recurrent sexual abuse; or else

shielding from general view

their ghastly henpecked

cowardice starkly

formulated by the imperious and dominatrix

hands of allegedly refined but dishonestly

cuckolding spouses or partners getting

them to fawningly father kids they

didn’t or just couldn’t possibly

because of their unfamiliar

history of azoospermia –

ironically military men

firing blanks in other

words – that even

in the obvious

absence of

DNA, have





Yet incredibly and by Jove there’s no holding

back either these nauseatingly perverted or

woefully cuckolded “military geniuses”

or their likeminded morons infecting

the MoD and the Security Services

for whom there’s nothing more

likely in such circumstances

to passionately stimulate

their specious machismo: somewhat suddenly and

aggressively assured, as are their non-existent

masculinity and “patriotic” resolution, than the

patently sick, delusional and fantasy dangers

they class-driven and rather dim-wittedly

perceive as arising from genuinely

patriotic, authentically conscionable,

honourable, downright straightforward

and obviously egalitarian-minded

human beings, political leaders

and social inspirants – few

and conspicuously far

between – than the

likes opportunely

of - the one and

only - Jeremy





© Stanley V. Collymore

28 September 2015.



Author’s Remarks:

The Right Excellent Errol Walton “Dipper” Barrow who I’ve known all of my life and have always had the highest regard that any one human being could have for another served with the Royal Air Force – it was he who later inspired and personally encouraged me to do the same – during World War II. He enlisted on the 31 December 1940 and flew some 45 operational bombing missions over the European theatre. By 1945 he had risen to the rank of Flying Officer and was appointed as personal navigator to the Commander in Chief of the British Zone of occupied Germany, Sir Sholto Douglas.


After the war Errol Barrow studied law at the Inns of Court and economics at the London School of Economics concurrently taking degrees in 1949 and 1950. He also became the Chairman of the Colonial Students several of whom went on to become political leaders of their own countries as Errol Barrow did. On his return to Barbados Errol Barrow joined the Barbados Labour Party but disillusioned with the slow pace of change it was making in the face of opposition from the white run and led Conservative Party Errol Barrow left the Barbados Labour Party and formed his own, the Democratic Labour Party. As its leader and Prime Minister of Barbados he made massive changes in all aspects of life in Barbados and it was he that took Barbados to independence in 1966.


In the wake of the upcoming celebrations around the RAF and the total ignorance of white Britons and the fraudulent deception by the British media of the significant role that Black Barbadians and other West Indians played not only in the RAF but in all the branches of the British Armed Forces – and that while it was a white man’s war, World War II and was World War I before it, and what war wasn’t, these people who came from territories that were then under the jackboot of British imperialism and colonialism nevertheless altruistically and courageously fought, risked their lives and even died saving the ass of Britain. Not that you would ever know that as every World War I or World War II film I’ve ever seen whether about the RAF or the British Armed Forces generally has white men and women exclusively defeating the enemies of Britain. Never a Nigger in sight!


I learn a lot from Errol Barrow who was a close friend of my Dad who was also a volunteer and served courageously during the war. And every other West Indian I’ve ever spoken to and asked why they risked their lives for a country that had enslaved them, subjected them to colonialism and all the other evils they had forced upon them said this; they were fighting for Democracy and the freedom for people generally and not just themselves to live their own lives in peace and prosperity. Those were the key reasons why I would later voluntarily join the RAF.


It’s also why I’m inspired in 2015 by Jeremy Corbyn who shares the same value systems as I do; and as long as I draw breath in my body those are the values I shall always support and die for if needs be. And why I’m wholeheartedly committed to the aims and aspirations of Jeremy Corbyn. And if some mother-fuckers in the MoD, the Secret Services, Police, the media or among the plethora of dim-witted white trash assholes across the length and breadth of Britain think that I’d ever idly stand by and watch privileged, parasitical, perverted and cap-doffing class-indoctrinated nerds undermine, and get away with it, what Errol Barrow my Dad and others like them fought for, then you’ve certainly no comprehension of who or what I am!But cross me and you’ll soon bloody well find out! It’s not a threat just a categorical promise!

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September 26 2015 7 26 /09 /September /2015 13:51


By Stanley Collymore


I am an animal lover although not for the reasons you

would obviously have imagined, since in this PR

obsessed world, and I should know because it’s

the only previous job that I’ve ever held down

prior to my existing one, and consequently

necessary in those given circumstances

to deceptively put up a solid front for

politically self-serving purposes

and realpolitik reasons to dishonestly and

publicly give the deceitful impression

to everyone that I’m something and

someone I most evidently am not

and moreover seriously don’t

ever want to be. So naturally I

joined the throng of those who are quite seasoned

in these sorts of things and dishonestly let it be

known that I’m rather comfortably at home

where animals are concerned. That said, I

have a demonic secret I’ve only shared

with a few elite and privileged ones

like me. Namely, that what animals

I fervently relish, I do prefer that

that they’re all dead, not to eat

them mind, as that would be

most unkind; but primarily

you see it’s all to do with

my distinctly obsessive

and necrophilia relish

of joyfully fucking

them ecstatically!


© Stanley V. Collymore

26 September 2015.



Author’s Remarks:

“Now why didn’t Jeremy Corbyn get up to something like this?” I say mischievously. Answer: Because it’s not the kind of behaviour that principled, honest and profoundly moral people of either gender ever contemplate on doing far less so actually embark on because to be quite blunt with you it’s quite perverted and absolutely sick! Nevertheless, the hatchet men and women that were quite frenziedly and demonically having a go at ethical, in every sense, Jeremy Corbyn were quick to come up with their puerile, lame, hypocritical and double-standards excuses that it was simply high jinks on the participant(s) part, happened 30 years ago, and furthermore it’s what the privileged and born to rule naturally do and should be seen in that particular light.


However when their selective victim Jeremy Corbyn, as a legally separated man, had an alleged personal relationship with Diane Abbott – 40 YEARS AGO - who wasn’t, not even remotely so, responsible for the break up of his marriage THAT however in marked contrast and in the sick minds of the same redneck and white trash scum in the UK media and their likeminded and quite discernibly intellectually challenged counterparts in the wider British public was worthwhile news and a viable stick to beat Jeremy Corbyn with as these pitifully and pathetic scumbags had no problem jumping on a manufactured and vilification bandwagon aimed at Jeremy, who true to form: this man that I do and have always enormously admired and deeply respect with the same committed passion that I’ve similarly had and still do for the likes of Mohammed Ali, Rosa Parks, Steve Biko, Joe Slovo, Dr. Martin Luther King, J.F Kennedy and his brother Bobby; Fidel Castro, Che Guevara, Hugo Chavez, Patrice Lumumba, Shirley Chisholm, Olaf Palme, Clement Attlee, Malcolm X, Ruth First, Arthur Scargill, Oliver Tambo, Winnie Mandela, Nelson Mandela, Dr Cheddi Jagan, Eric Williams (late Prime Minister of Trinidad and Tobago), Evo Morales, Sir John Gay Alleyne and every other Barbadian there was or currently is, including our National Heroes; most specifically so the intensely loved, deeply revered and forever remembered Errol “Dipper” Barrow (several times Prime Minister of Barbados and the Father of Barbados’ Independence), took in his stride and studiously with a marked and instinctive degree of class which comes with true breeding and that these privileged perverts, instinctive paedophile protectors and their patently self-individualism and thoroughly obsessive social climbing moronic asshole followers, that for all their professed airs and graces, couldn’t match in a billion light years.


So good on you Jeremy! Keep up the good work and be optimistically reinforced with the profound knowledge that for those of us out here that genuinely know what you’re all about and love you, already have you up there among some of the world’s authentic Greats who were themselves vilified by equivalent venal reactionaries to any form of egalitarian change in their own communities and countries and also managed to get the conspicuously dim-witted, for whom they’ve never and still don’t give a toss about, but all the same quite cynically have no compunction whatsoever in utilizing them as the Useful Idiots that they most evidently are!


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