Passing Observations 65

Dr Vernon Coleman

This is a long standing series of small items which have caught my eye or mind and which seem relevant, startling, amusing or all three. Occasionally, items which appear here may return as a longer piece. Mostly they will not.

1. If you doubt that covid-19 is a carefully planned fraud watch my video dated 18th March 2020. You can access it through Go to the final page of videos. The video was originally on YouTube but was removed relatively recently by evil forces which belatedly noticed it was there and which presumably objected to the fact that I predicted exactly what was going to happen and why the hoax had been initiated. That video is now on BrandNewTube.

2. There have, over the years, been a good many bad doctors who have done terrible things: Palmer, Crippen, Pritchard, Ruxton and Mengele of course. And now, I believe, we must add another name to that list: Dr Chris Whitty. It was, let us never forget, Whitty who decided that children aged 12 to 15 should be given an experimental jab which they really don’t need and which will almost certainly kill many of them. And we must also add the names of all the doctors, nurses, health workers, traffic wardens and others who are giving the jabs.

3. I was invited to a party. I haven’t been to a party since I was six. Parties are clearly dangerous since all the others who attended that party with me are now dead.

4. I went looking for tea lights (we use them to light up a small model church we keep on our mantelpiece) and found the same brand available in two different quantities. For £5.99 I could purchase 25 tea lights and for £4.99 I could have 50 of exactly the same product.

5. Last year we welcomed Christmas by attending a tree lighting ceremony. I was pleased to see that instead of hiring a minor celebrity to switch on the lights (at great expense) the town had gave the honour to a bunch of children from the local primary school. They were suitably excited and it was doubtless an experience they will cherish for some time. Sadly, perhaps inevitably, a scruffy and noisy bunch of climate change protestors camped out nearby and tried to disrupt proceedings (and the happy atmosphere) by deliberately singing out of tune. They had clearly found a way of producing huge quantities of stickers, leaflets and posters without using any energy. I hope that this year the climate change nutters will be too busy gluing themselves to motorways to disrupt carol services.

6. We spent half an hour in a long queue of traffic stuck behind a recycling lorry. There is no little irony in the fact that scores of vehicles were puffing out vast quantities of excess pollution because of the recycling lorry which was, of course, stopping and starting frequently for absolutely no sensible reason at all. (The carefully selected recycling is of course sent off to foreign countries to be burnt or dumped on trash piles.)

7. A string of holidaymakers claimed (for a television programme) that they would choose to spend £16.50 for a small plastic bucket which was partly made with bamboo and partly made with plastic, rather than spend £2.50 for a small plastic bucket made entirely of plastic. I didn’t believe any of them.

8. I watched a baby crow demanding food from a baby seagull which it had, rather curiously, mistaken for its mother. The baby seagull looked terribly confused, as well it might do.

9. A young fellow was sitting on the ground by the cash machine as I paid before leaving the car park. It appeared that his legs had both been amputated just below the knee. I gave him all the change I had. And then added a note. As I drove out of the car park I saw him in my rear view mirror. He was standing up, rubbing the legs I didn’t think he had.

10. I saw a chap scything a piece of unruly grassland. I haven’t seen anyone using a scythe for a long time. He was working faster than he would have been able to work with a petrol driven strimmer and, of course, the long grass didn’t keep getting caught around the blade.

11. A friend has ordered a new passport. He was told that when the new passport is delivered he will have provide photograph identification. The only photograph identification he has is the new passport. He will not be able to provide the ID to take delivery of his new passport because the ID is the passport.

12. Today, I realised that I was wearing a sports coat that was nearly 50 years old, trousers that were over 20 years old and shoes that were only slightly younger. The mackintosh I was carrying was 35 years old.

13. I spent much of the day sorting out old boxes full of cuttings, reviews, interviews, letters, contracts, columns, magazines I edited, speeches, etc., etc. There were, inevitably perhaps, several files containing letters to and from lawyers. At one point in my life I seem to have sued the Government for there are letters from The Treasury Solicitor. On another occasion I sued a Chief Constable. To my surprise I discovered that I have written books and articles under a total of 18 pen names – and that number doesn’t include the ones I have forgotten about or the articles I wrote under the by-line of `Our Correspondent’ or `Our Special Correspondent’ (which is how The Times and its various spin off publications used to describe its writers). I burnt almost everything.

14. I found two large suitcases full of my books in foreign editions. What the devil do I do with all those books in German, Portuguese, French, Italian, Japanese, Russian and Chinese? Eventually, I decided that I would take the books to a charity shop. After all, there are now 3.34 million workers in Britain whose primary language is not English. Some of them probably want books in Polish, Hungarian, Afrikaans and Hebrew.

15. It is said that seagulls drink sea water. This may be true but they regularly empty the bowl of water we refresh each day from a water butt in the garden. (Another oddity I have noticed is that seagulls eat fox shit. Heavens knows why, but they do.) The water bowl is intended for the smaller birds and the squirrels but the seagulls half empty the bowl in a few gulps. It is curious, is it not, that it is against the law to kill seagulls and against the law to feed them. How much trouble will I get into if the seagulls take food meant for other birds?

16. A workman arrived to do some work up a ladder. I spotted him using his iPhone to check a weather app to see which way the wind was coming. I pointed to our flag – which showed clearly that the wind was from the south west. This was in direct contradiction to the information on his App.

17. I used to play golf but after wrecking my shoulder I gave up. A while ago I decided to try a little gentle chipping and putting in the garden. Yesterday, I left a dozen golf balls on the lawn. (Well, they are waterproof aren’t they?) This morning the balls had all gone. Who the devil took them? (It wasn’t a human thief – unless he or she came by boat and scaled a vertical 100 foot cliff.) Fox? Squirrel? Crow? Seagull? My favourite bet is a seagull. Or several seagulls. I’ve seen one swallow a fat ball from a bird feeder in one gulp. A fat ball and a golf ball are much the same size. Now that the police have been told that they aren’t allowed to arrest sunbathers they won’t have anything to do so I’ll give them a ring and ask them to come and look for bill-prints. Meanwhile, if it were squirrels who took my golf balls I expect they’ve buried them. In which case I suppose I can look forward to a golf ball tree sprouting next spring.

18. In a moment of absent mindedness I used my credit card instead of my bank card to withdraw cash from a cashpoint. When I reported my error to a clerk in the bank branch they told me that I would pay 3% per month in interest on what the bank would treat as a loan. Even if it were not compounding that would be 36% a year. (I cannot be bothered to work out the compound rate.) I got the bank to move the money from my account into the credit card account and this was done within moments. This is the same bank which pays me 0.2% annual interest on my deposit account. So the bank is charging me 180 times as much to `lend’ me money as it pays me for the money I am lending to the bank. And bankers wonder why they are hated even more than estate agents – though probably not as much as doctors.

19. Amazon sent an email to tell me that my card had been rejected when they’d tried to take a payment. I rang the bank where I spent twenty minutes answering questions to prove that I am me. The questions they asked were all different and I spent the time digging out bits of paper, statements and personal documents so that I could answer them. It is startling to realise just how much of my private information they have in their computer. Much of it I never gave them, of course. `What are the first two letters of your national insurance number?’ asked the bank employee. I told him what I thought they were. `Do you want to go for that?’ he said. `Is this a game show?’ I asked. `What happens if I’m wrong?’ `If you answer the question wrongly then I can’t help you.’ I told him to wait while I found a document containing my national insurance number so that I could be sure I’d got it right. I have tried desperately hard to keep life simple but the crap keeps seeping down through the roof and up through the floorboards.

20. I went outside to tidy up the gardeners’ lavatory. (The gardener is me.) After struggling for three quarters of an hour I succeeded in fixing a new toilet roll holder to the wall. It is wonky and rather wobbly. As the end of so-called civilised life approaches ever faster I am hoping to be able to make a raft and an aeroplane out of odd bits of stuff I have lying around in the garage. Hope springs eternal. I know I have a hammer and a screwdriver lying around somewhere…

Copyright Vernon Coleman October 2021

Vernon Coleman’s latest book is called `Endgame: The Hidden Agenda 21’. The book explains how we got here, why we got here and where we will end up if the resistance movement doesn’t win the war we are fighting. `Endgame’ is available on Amazon as a paperback and an eBook. Vernon Coleman’s first book about the covid hoax - `Coming Apocalypse – is still available. It was published in April 2020. The book summarised what had already happened and what Dr Coleman believed was about to happen. If you read it you can check how accurate he was.