They Walk Among Us
The following is from a letter by Tony Clark of the Communist Party Alliance, as featured on the letters page of the Weekly Worker, “a paper of Marxist polemic and Marxist unity”:
I never claimed that the future of humanity “may rest on the beneficence of extra-terrestrial reptiles.” I… referred to the reptilian control theory, which argues that for thousands of years humanity has been controlled by a reptilian race, using their mixed reptile-human genetic bloodlines, who have oppressed and exploited humans, while claiming descent from the ‘gods’ and the divine right to rule by bloodline. Ancient and modern society is obsessed with reptilian, serpent and dragon themes, possibly due to this heritage. Even the flag of Wales has a dragon on it.
Most people have closed minds, depending on the issues. Mention the possibility of aliens secretly manipulating humanity behind the scenes and the shutters come down.
Anyone wishing to express their solidarity with Mr Clark and the Communist Party Alliance can do so here. Members of the Alien Reptile Hegemon™ are advised to use false names and adopt a human appearance.
Via PootBlog.
Went to the web page.
Lordy! Don’t know who they are but they would have got thrashed in a 6th form debate. Talk about intellectually poor. If this is the best communism has, we are safe.
The energy crisis despatched in 3 lines and passing peak oil is going to destroy capitalism.
Don’t blink, you might miss it!
Oh, and could care less about the reptiles, either!
could care less?
Makes me look like and American.
couldn’t care less!
That’s better, I feel British again.
Even the flag of Wales has a dragon on it.
That’s me convinced.
Even the flag of Wales has a dragon on it.
Explain away THAT, sheeple!
And, may I add:
Arthur PenDRAGON – was King Arthur actually a gigantic reptile who wrote letters? Historians have never denied it.
Toad of Toad Hall – was The Wind in The Willows trying to warn us about the secret shenanigans of alien space
Jewslizards controlling our money and driving our motor cars carelessly?Yes, I know toads technically aren’t reptiles, they’re a kind of frog, but that isn’t the point comrades!
Snakes On A Plane – was this really a simple-minded fable about the incompatibility betwixt venomous ophixia and Samuel L Jackson’s choice in civilian air transportation? Or something altogether more sinister?
That episode of Doctor Who where the Victorian-era lesbian prehistoric reptile from underground is running around shouting about her wife – based on true events?
Reptiles? Pah! Johnny come latelies!
“Iä! Iä! Cthulhu fhtagn!”
My shutters just came down.
the Weekly Worker, “a paper of Marxist polemic and Marxist unity”
Those two words really don’t belong together.
Marxists are dinosaurs, the reptilliest reptiles of all.
the Weekly Worker, “a paper of Marxist polemic and Marxist unity”
Some people never left the student union bar. In 1972.
I never claimed that the future of humanity “may rest on the beneficence of extra-terrestrial reptiles.”
Siiiiggghh. Old news, but go ahead, do pass the bowl of fresh guinea pigs while you’re at it.
Some people never left the student union bar. In 1972.
Yes, it’s archaic and almost charmingly unhinged, like stumbling across a tiny club of misfits who collect discarded single shoelaces and give each one a name. And then have fortnightly meetings to discuss their collections. And I can’t help noticing the staff of the Weekly Worker haven’t quite figured out how to format text. Clearly, we should put these people in charge.
Well, maybe they have a point…
How else do you explain Ed Miliband’s inability to eat a bacon roll without his face looking like it’s about to fall off. Or Gordon Brown and his ‘smile’? Or why David Cameron looks like he’s made of wax? Or Nick Clegg looking like he has trouble getting out of bed in the morning without killing himself?
Reminds me of David Icke and his warning/prophecy.
I, for one, will welcome our new insect overlords…!!!
Tony Clark’s whole letter is gold:
“When Boris Yeltsin released the figures for individuals in Soviet prisons, these were lower than the USA. The capitalist media went silent.”
But check out David Douglass’ letter at the Weekly Worker link. It’s a very passionate defence of free speech and powerful attack on Islamism.
I, for one, will welcome our new insect overlords…!!!
They are the lesser of two weevils.
And I can’t help noticing the staff of the Weekly Worker haven’t quite figured out how to format text
No, it’s one of those free form poetry thingies . . . one is expected to snap one’s fingers with each line . . .
And I can’t help noticing the staff of the Weekly Worker haven’t quite figured out how to format text.
Formatted text is a construct of the oppressive bourgeois patriarchal heteronormative hegemony, Comrade.
I think the full name is Alien Reptile Hegemonic Group, aka ARHG.
Formatted text is a construct of the oppressive bourgeois patriarchal heteronormative hegemony, Comrade.
Remember, these are people who consider themselves clever enough to control a global economy and dictate how the rest of us should live – should be made to live – and yet they can’t even run a rudimentary website. I can’t help feeling that’s a little symbolic.
They’re also people who respond to there being too many hard-left parties by starting another one.
Heh.
yet they can’t even run a rudimentary website.
Neither can the Obamacare machine, but it’s still going to consume us whole.
The Bolsheviks don’t need to spell their names right: they just need power, whether from the barrel of a gun or from hordes of bureaucrats wielding red tape and IRS audits.
Wasn’t there a scene in one of the Hitchhiker’s books about reptiles ruling humans, and the humans loving it?
Randy,
Not necessarily loving it, but if you don’t vote for a lizard, the wrong lizard will get in. And whatever you do, don’t vote UKIP.
Steve,
How could you overlook Sir Francis DRAKE?
This is the website equivalent of a poorly-spelt flimsy, reeking of that Gestetner ink that rubbed of on your hands, as thrust upon the unwary outside a low-rent poly by some swivel-eyed loon with alarming specs, military grade halitosis and leather patches on his tweed jacket. Naturally its content exists in some plane at right angles to reality. It’s the usual slightly grimy rubbish, too tendentious and question-begging to amount to anything significant. Although if that caricature of the pin-striped banker gorging himself on sacks of money had been wearing a Star of David lapel pin, I wouldn’t have been the least surprised.
Naturally its content exists in some plane at right angles to reality.
Quite. Which may explain why conspiracy theories involving reptilian aliens didn’t strike me as that incongruous, at least in terms of bonkersness, given the surrounding material. Marxism, after all, is basically another conspiracy theory and appeals to certain people for much the same kind of reasons.
Anyone who is a serious communist isn’t an actual Communist any more. It’s just too comically obvious. Instead you burrow your way into public institutions using the language of equality and social justice as your tools. There’s more than one way to skin five million cats on an industrial scale, you know,
I hope there’s no American branch.
Marxism, after all, is basically another conspiracy theory and appeals to certain people for much the same kind of reasons.
That. 🙂
That. 🙂
Well, the people who embrace conspiracy theories seem to enjoy the feeling that they have special insight on account of their unrecognised brilliance; that they see what’s really going on, while everyone else is ignorant or duped by dark forces. Likewise, Marxists are practically defined by a need to self-flatter, to be smarter than the rest and to tell us this repeatedly, and they tend to invoke “false consciousness” as explaining why some of us don’t agree with their Flat Earth Economics and fantasies of power.
Or as the unhappy commenter Sandwichman put it a while ago, those of us who noted his errors and conceits are “willing slaves suckled on the teat of TV adverts.” We are, he insisted, “drones, “slaves” and “sots.” Our scepticism regarding ruinous and intimately intrusive state control could only be due to the fact we “don’t understand… alternative economics.” Just as he claimed that our ridiculing of that “alternative economics” could only be due to our not having read what we were laughing at, even though we’d quoted it verbatim and at length. Being a generous soul and not at all condescending, he then invited us to join him on his intellectual mountaintop “when you awaken from your dream.”
Incidentally, Sandwichman, aka Tom Walker, is an educator in Vancouver and “teaches Labour Studies at Simon Fraser University.” He is, apparently, an expert in “the history of economic thought.”
Or as the unhappy commenter Sandwichman put it a while ago,
That thread (and post) is hilarious.
Incidentally, Sandwichman, aka Tom Walker, is an educator in Vancouver and “teaches Labour Studies at Simon Fraser University.” He is, apparently, an expert in “the history of economic thought.”
*applauds*
*applauds*
Note that when Sandwichman – Dr Walker – was challenged on his assumptions and out-argued, he got quite miffed. But over the years, this esteemed educator will have taught thousands of impressionable teenagers – in an environment where credulity and deference, rather than ridicule, is much more likely. Given the poverty of his arguments here and the rhetorical tactics he employed, one can only wonder what the standard of his classes must be like.
They are as sane as the next man; providing the next man is David Icke.
So you found the real Sammichman. And of course he’s an “educator”
But over the years, this esteemed educator will have taught thousands of impressionable teenagers – in an environment where credulity and deference, rather than ridicule, is much more likely.
That, as y’all say. And multiply him by hundreds/thousands(?). At the time I figured he was a twentysomething bag boy at a grocery store. I hate it when I underestimate my own cynicism. Gotta either recalibrate or just stop caring.
Incidentally, Sandwichman, aka Tom Walker, is an educator in Vancouver and “teaches Labour Studies at Simon Fraser University.” He is, apparently, an expert in “the history of economic thought.”
Ha! What an arsehole he was. Worse than Minnow. Those academic standards just keep on falling.
Those academic standards just keep on falling.
No, Dr Walker wasn’t the greatest advert for Simon Fraser University, or “Labour Studies” departments, or academia in general. After projecting his Marxoid resentments onto anyone who dared to disagree with him, and after flattering himself relentlessly while lying through his teeth, and after calling the rest of us “drones” who should “open their eyes” and “fight the system,” he ended up spitting personal abuse before storming off. If this blog had a door he’d have slammed it.
And again, given his evident annoyance at being corrected on points of fact and logic, and basic reading comprehension, you have to wonder what his classroom environment is like. Just how much browbeating and question-begging takes place? And what if a student is as sceptical as we were?
Though there’s something rather wonderful about a piously arrogant lefty getting so trounced and resentful that the politically correct veneer cracks wide open and female commenters are told to – and I quote – “Grow a brain, sweetheart.”
With some people it’s lies all the way down.
I hate it when I underestimate my own cynicism.
Do you mean overestimate, i.e., realise you’re not cynical enough?
I think people are rarely cynical enough, not about academia and its Clown Quarter. There’s a lingering illusion of status, of imagined integrity. And though I’m supposedly an incorrigible cynic, I don’t actually want to be proven right about some things.
I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve suspected something unflattering, only to find it’s much worse than I imagined. For instance, I assumed that Sandwichman had at some point been a student of something dogmatic and disreputable and had internalised the obligatory pretensions and resentments. It hadn’t occurred to me that he might actually be employed to inflict those pretensions and resentments on others. That he might be thought good enough, the kind of chap one should hire.