The crap put out by David Icke on his website and videos about alleged elite paedophile conspiracies has managed to screw up an awful lot of people’s thinking, including kids’, as Gil recently reminded us (Jan 31, 2013 @ 02:53:24 in response to The spirit of free expression lives on).
Oddly, it looks as though Gil might want to sue me for damages, as it is just conceivable I was the one who got David Icke obsessed with paedos in the first place.
This would have been way back in about 1973, a year or so before PIE was formed. At that time, believe it or not, Icke and I were colleagues when we were both journalists with the Leicester Mercury. That was long before he went bonkers and starting calling himself the Son of God. In those days he was a perfectly ordinary sports reporter, joining the paper after a promising career as a professional footballer was ended prematurely by arthritis.
He and I had nothing particular in common, though, so we were not friends: the sports guys tended to go their own way. But he would certainly have been aware of me gradually “coming out” in the office as a BL: I plastered my typewriter (no computers in those days!) and other bits of my desk space with photos of young boys. If anyone asked me about this, I’d just say they were kids I thought were attractive and sexy.
My immediate boss, who was gay, seemed entirely relaxed about this. I think he fancied me, actually, and liked me being around: I was in my twenties then and tended to attract quite a lot of interest, male and female. Most of my colleagues, too, were more curious than hostile, and one of them, a nice young girl reporter, was moved to experiment with an unusual attempt at seduction. She was good-looking, but knowing my fixation on boys she sensibly decided she had to “adjust” her feminine appearance somewhat to get my attention. At an office fancy dress party she dressed up as a cub scout and came on to me! A lovely gesture, and one I much appreciated even if the disguise was not quite convincing enough to give me the hots for her. The fact that this happened very publicly, at an office party, will however probably convince you, dear readers, that David Icke was indeed aware of my sexuality. In an office environment of just a few dozen reporters and sub-editors, he could hardly not have been.
Anyway, in 1974, or thereabouts, Icke went his way, moving on to what was then BRMB Radio in Birmingham, and I moved on to become a press officer at the Open University. Three years later, in 1977, I would be all over the media in my capacity as Chair of the Paedophile Information Exchange.
But that was very small beer in public exposure terms compared to the fame that would be achieved by David Icke. He was destined to become a household name as a TV personality and even, after that, as a political party leader. After success in radio and TV in the Midlands, he became a presenter of the BBC’s flagship sports programme, Grandstand, for many years in the 1980s. Towards the end of the 80s his interests became more political. He involved himself with the Green Party from 1988 to 1991. The party had no formal leader, but he rose to become one of its four principal representatives.
So far, so mainstream. Icke had earned his success as a talented presenter and speaker.
But about 1990 it all began to go horribly wrong. He has written about feeling a strange “magnetic force” while standing in a newsagent’s. He later consulted a psychic, who told him he had been “sent to heal the earth”. In 1991 he would hold a press conference, announcing himself as the son of God. Unsurprisingly, there was immense public ridicule. As a broadcaster and political leader he was finished. But after staying out of public life for a while, he began writing, and developed a following as a conspiracy theorist – a genre which has since developed huge popularity.
He has claimed that human beings originated in a breeding program run by a race of reptilians from outer space. Reptilian humanoids control humanity via a global elite. Many prominent figures are reptilian, including former U.S. president George W. Bush and Queen Elizabeth II.
All this might just seem harmlessly loopy but apparently many people take it seriously. Dig a little deeper and his ideas take a very sinister turn. He says these reptilians use human fear, guilt, and aggression as energy. They encourage wars and genocide which “create highly charged negative energy”. Satanic paedophilia is particularly useful, in this scheme of things. Icke writes on his website: “These people are possessed by sheer evil and thus express sheer evil. This is why paedophilia is so fundamentally connected to Satanism…Satanic ritual ensures the total possession of the ‘vehicle’ and paedophilia expresses that possession to allow the possessing entity to feed off the child’s life-force during sexual abuse…”
Even this can be dismissed as just plain silly, but when his ideas move from the abstract to the particular, with accusations levelled at individuals who can suffer serious damage – as Gil says happened in his own case – it is no laughing matter. It becomes especially unfunny when Icke links to others who are making wild allegations of their own, sometimes from positions of greater credibility. Note, for instance, that Icke’s website is now quoting Tom Watson MP, who claims to have evidence of an elite paedophile ring linked to Downing Street. This would be bad enough if it is just speculative nonsense, as I think is probably the case, but Icke quotes (accurately: I checked) from Watson’s website: Watson said that after speaking out about paedophilia “many more ordinary people have contacted me about suspicions they have had of a wider wrongdoing – in some cases so heinous it made me cry. They have talked of psychopaths marking children with Stanley knifes to show ‘ownership’…”
We can live easily enough with mad stories about reptiles from outer space. “Suspicions” about Stanley knifes, i.e. wild, unsupported rumours, are quite another matter, whether from Icke, or Watson, or “Satanic abuse” Valerie Sinason and her psychotic clients.
I think this is a very dangerous man and has caused my niece totally and utterly obsessed with this lunatic and his satanic peadophillia beliefs.she is actually in a phychotic state about his beliefs.this man is the devil himself.
Very sorry to hear this about your niece.
Do the likes of Yickes!, Twatson, Synapson & assorted nuttas’ non-thoughts.
Mean that billions of pst nd present uncoerced proactive non-victim Adultophiles are all – Adult Abusers ?
Day Is Night, Black Is White, Wrong Is Right.
The Clock Is Striking Thirteen….
Take them all down, and on to a VERY Secure Unit/Gulag for the millions of incurable Sense Offender, Anglo abusers of humanity.
Yes. Edmund’s book is excellent. Check it out.
j
Following Good King/Queen Heretic-TOC’s true tale of tolerance, echoing so many more from a not-distant time well within living memory, just the-day-before yesterday.
Gentle Anglo Edmund The Great, now enters the pantheon of present proud peds persecuted – for what ?!
For the Fascists Reagan-Thatcher 19Hateys ongoing Anglo Fraud Market mob-rule media panic for greed/ratings/profit. A viirus, spread worldwide, thinly masked as so called ‘Protection’ for the too trusting made THICK shallow ignorant masses -the Sheeple.
Recalls WW1 proud Brit less gullible troops. ‘Lions’ forced to their deaths – by what ? Arrogant Anglo Generals, rightly branded ‘Donkeys’ by good Deutsch troops !
” We are their mushrooms, kept in the dark and fed bullshit, before being burned alive ! ”
(Apologies to the learned Gil for the alliteration, but sure as hell the EVIL arch communicator Monster Murdoch makes it work. So, fight fire with fire on their terms, with streetwise short-sharp-shock syllables, ‘Bish Bash Bosh’. The only language that the Dumbed Down undead mainstream now understands. LOL-ita.)
As one of those who still believe the love of man and boy is often noble and richly beneficent, I sometimes feel I live in a post-apocalyptic world akin to that depicted towards the end of the film The Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Outwardly, everyone still looks human, but inside most are aliens ready to emit a shrill scream to alert all the others should they discover from my beliefs that I am still human, cannot fit in with their controlled and conformist society and therefore need to be destroyed.
What makes me feel thus is the general refusal of most members of our society to engage with anyone holding my beliefs in human ways: they will not truly reason with me, they will not show any compassion, and such is their blind hostility that they will not even really consider the possibility I might have other merits that should counter-balance this one perceived defect.
Heretic TOC’s delightfully heart-warming vignette of coming out as a BL in 1973 illustrates with rare charm that the world was by no means always so. A few dozen reporters sub-editors witnessed without horror a good-looking girl trying to seduce a man by making herself look like a boy! Presumably, some at least out of so many must have been affected by the deep prejudice society had long had towards homosexuality and more recently towards pederasty in particular, but apparently they were either able to be rational about it or they simply saw that it didn’t matter much in the context of Heretic TOC being such a… [T.O’C.: CENSORED. I will not put up with anyone here calling me a “total tosser”.]
Unfortunately, by the time I had grown up in England, such a scene was already unimaginable, the body snatchers having taken over, but I am old enough to have witnessed similar things in other countries before they too were invaded. I have always been aware that there was once a gentler England, but that is not the same as witnessing it for myself, and I fear I have allowed the difference to tarnish too much my perceptions of my compatriots. Thank you, Heretic TOC, for reminding me so vividly that they were once human too.
Edmund mentions his recent novel. I think he must be some sort of time traveller, a former citizen of Ancient Athens judging by his amazing evocation of pederasty’s golden age – and the ideals of pedogogic eros and mentorship – in unflattering counterpoint to the barbarous iniquities of our own era. Nuff said: it’s on Amazon.
Yes, I have just finished reading ‘Alexander’s Choice’ myself. A work of remarkable power and clarity. Very, very heart-moving, very close to home. I had to put it down more than once and go out for a walk.
Having just finished it, however, I cannot but help contemplating crossing out the ending and adding a new one, as Damian had finished Alexander’s essay.
My novel ‘Educating Nicolas’ (published under the nom de plume Tom Fisher, and also available on Amazon, Book Nook, divers outlets) had originally ended in his suicide, but subsequently changed because my readers were angry with me.
Other than that it is not a dissimilar work, set not at Eton but in the Australian bush. I did not attend Eton but Albury Grammar School, then the equivalent of European Gymnasium Schools and far more nudity in showers and on bivouac, so a lot more relaxed that way but just the same snobs, bullies, and lonely confused boys away from home.
That was at the same time Charles was at Timbertop. He too went on to study Anthropology, teach Organic Farming, and be lambasted for his sensible well-informed opinions.
I am profoundly grateful now that we are not alone out here, and are reading off the same page. Our experiences as boys are identical.
I would be even more grateful if somebody would read Nicolas, and give me some feedback from over there, or better write a review.
It’s not the money. Email me and I’ll send a free ebook.
However crazy Icke’s ideas might seem I don’t think we can dismiss out of hand the idea that Bush is a reptile. Seriously, is this Satanic stuff getting cranked up again in England or is this just an isolated case.
jim
I always assumed DI was some kind of genius performance artist or postmodern epistemologist, cunningly exposing the absurdity of our political discourse and the falseness of all our assumed truths. I always thought he was subtly and brilliantly sending up people like Tom Watson. I’d be very sorry to think that he’s actually just nuts.
Thanx again Gil, good dude.
A cunning ability to prick pompous Anglo dickheads with their own lingo, cums from being VERY earlier at cunnilingo.
VERY early Dickhead & Cunnilingo – both recommended.
LOL-ita.
You mean, right where the Gluteus medius transects the opposing Gluteus maximus, that spot singularly there, just above the posterior os coccygis?
Or a bit lower?
Hhmmm . . .
Anyway, I’m not into suing people. Raised to view lawyers and scribes and pharisees as anathema.
Cops yelling and screaming at me, sorry guys, manners please . . .
And Synapson? That’s REALLY good!
Those grim all-Anglo insults to reptiles, On-yer-bicke, Twatson, Synapson et al, should know that at least 90% of the most proactive non-victim aMused adultos in history, were totally unmarked.
Except by Lurve & Kisses (and on the bottom).
Case dismissed. Take them all down, and on to a VERY Secure Unit for longterm treatment.
Bring on the next grim Anglo-insults to reptiles (nut)cases please.
This could turn out to be fun.