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Yesterday me and the long suffering Mrs Jupp took the kids to Hedingham castle. It’s a well preserved Norman keep in Essex. It’s probably the eighth or ninth time I’ve been.
It was the first time I’ve seen the castle flying the flag of Ukraine.
Pretty much every tent and stall in their medieval bank holiday event was also flying the flag of Ukraine.
I’d never realised that the De Vere family, the aristocratic Earls of Oxford whose main seat was at Hedingham, had prophetically aligned themselves with Ukraine. It’s particularly impressive given that the family line ended in the early 18th century.
While the mindless twats who make such decisions in the U.K. engage in their pathetic virtue signalling, Russian state TV is running shows about how easily their nuclear weaponry could wipe Britain off the map.
I’ve seen the Ukraine flag popping up everywhere. Usually from those who would never dream of putting up an English one. They think it’s a display of virtue without cost, and yet it risks the most unimaginable cost of all. And nobody asks whether it really is worth risking world war three for a thoroughly corrupt nation that was an international centre of child sex trafficking, slavery, abduction and money laundering.
Why do we care? It’s not a heartless question. It’s a rational one. There is no sane reason to care about this conflict more than any other in the last twenty or thirty years that we totally ignored. The only difference is that our own insane warmongering globalists want to use Ukraine to remove Putin from power, the very intention that ultimately prompted the invasion of Ukraine. So the media have been told to do their job and programme the people, regardless of potential consequences. And they have.
I thought the levels of public delusion, asinine displays of conformity, and government mandated psy-ops on covid could not be exceeded. I may have been wrong. But I don’t really want to be saying I told you so as a radioactive stain on the wall of a building. ~ Daniel Jupp.