The Barnsby Blog

On Friday, which just happened to be my 91st birthday=A0I had a chance=
to look over my emails and would like to thank those who sent me good will=
messages particularly my good friend Nasir Khan. Much more important today=
however, it has been Blair's evidence to the Chillcot enquiry reminds =
that reminds me of the time when at New Cross hospital an important aide to=
Tony Blair who initially supported the war in Iraq, afterwards vehemently =
opposed it. Unfortunately he was carted off to Coventry so that we had no c=
hance of identifying him by name, clearly this enquiry limited as it is is =
a fine opportunity for this man to identify himself. Whether he will or not=
is another matter.

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While we wait on others to put the three B's, Brush,Blair and Brow=
n, mass murderers and nuclear maniacs behind bars=A0other lighter matters i=
ntervene. Importing friends into West Park hospital, the greatest English c=
omic writer was P.G. Wodehouse whose most important creation Jeeves, the im=
perturbable solver of all problems and his employer Bertie Wooster, typical=
playboy of the 1930's. Whether fit or ill at home or in hospital, Jeev=
es invokes not merely inward chuckles but loud guffaws as Jeeves and Wooste=
r procceed on their hilarious way.=A0I have recommended Jeeves to every hos=
pital I have ever been in and he continues to be an inspiration to me in th=
ese dark days of my current incarceration at the national health's plea=
sure.

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Breakfast with Keats ands Shelley, the second set of friends introduce=
d into hospital have been the English romantic poets, a series of booklets =
of English poets has now been issued by the Gaurdian and reminds us how the=
scene in 1815 resembled the situation in Britain today. The end of the Nap=
oleonic wars bought distress and hardship culminating in the episode known =
as Peterloo, where mounted gaurds attacked innocent demonstrators in Manche=
ster and killed a number of them. This bought an immetiate response from th=
e British romantic poets. The most important being Shelley who wrote perhap=
s the most important protest poem ever penned, "The mask of anarchy&qu=
ot;.

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I met murder on the way-

He had a mask like Castlereagh

Very smooth he looked, yet grim;

Seven bloodhounds followed him:

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All were fat; and well they might

Be in admirable plight,

For one by one, and two by two,

He tossed them human hearts to chew

Which from his wide cloak he drew.

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Time constricts me from going any further, visiting time is over and m=
y son has to take his lap top with him, so until next time.

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Today, again, was a important day, the Chillcot inquiry proved conclusively that Blair and Brown were in collusion in waging an illegal war against Iraq.

From the point of view of the Barnsby Blog Blair has always been guilty of mass murder, but they both still survive. I feel most frustrated that I am unable to play a full role in the exposure of these mass murderers. I am still able to a certain amount however.

Last night I mentioned George Monbiot and his call for the arrest Blair. Other guilty parties I am unable to deal with.

Such were the leading journalists Jeremy Paxman, Andrew Marr, Kirsty Walk and Jon Snow who refuse to reply to my charges that they failed to challenged Blair in 2003 on his actions in Iraq. It is illegal for a public servant not to reply to correspondence sent to them. Yet they persist in doing so. Jon Snow, for instance, invites people to write to him and guarantees to reply in the form of snowflakes. It seems strange that he is willing to  have such a stain against his character when a simple yes or no would save said character.

Andrew Marr is another example of a man with a splendid television series called Modern Britain, who likewise, refuses to reply. Kirsty Walk of the Scottish aristocracy is also guilty of the same. This is the period of modern man and they cannot be allowed to destroy our democracy.

Another one who refuses to reply is Trevor Phillips, chair of the race equality and human rights board. As a supporter of the war in Iraq he is scarcely a fit person to represent ethnic minority people. Such dishonesty in politics is unacceptable.

The blog is back and we’re up to nearly 950, it comes to you from West Park Hospital with my 91st birthday on Friday. The old man is not yet dead, although he came perilously close.

We are still able to chase the mass murderers and nuclear maniacs who control the world but, the fight continues to see that they are arrested. It has long been clear that the war in Iraq was illegal and today, in the Guardian George Monbiot writes that Tony Blair is wanted for war crimes and invites us to arrest him and claim the reward of not letting an illegal act of mass murder go unpunished.

My own efforts to have Blair and co. arrested continue. Brown has been an accomplice from the start and the New Labour projects were flawed from the start. The prime minister still refuses to reply to me to the charge that he wrote an introduction to a book by one of the worst advocates, the New American Century.

David Cameron also continues to believe that he will be the next prime minister, he refuses to reply to my charges that he will never be the next prime minister because he supports the illegal war in Iraq. He destroys the fabric of democracy.

Dad wasn’t well enough to do a blog last night so I am doing one for him instead, I have been helping him put together the blog since it has reappeared, his ghost writer if you will. The family had a conference with his consultant yesterday to see how he was doing and what the prognosis was.

He has had a bit of a set back in the last couple of days in so much as his swallowing has deteriorated. He is having trouble swallowing so they have put him back on a disphaysic (probably not the  right spelling) diet. This means a thickener in his drinks to make it easier for him to swallow and a soft diet in terms of food intake. Because of his inability to swallow properly this has meant a lack of fluids and also a lack of food and it’s accompanying nutrition, which means he is not getting the fuel he needs to keep up his strength. All this can be dangerous to a diabetic. This means that he is worn out after just a few paces of walking with his zimmer frame. To combat this they have put a drip in him to get him the required fluids  to rehydrate and mum will be visiting during meal times to help him eat, he has regularly been refusing meals although he has been eating the little titbits that mum brings him in. It seems that a big plate of food is putting him off and that a little often might be the right approach. Hopefully he will be re-energised in a few days and can get back to his recovery plan and some more intensive physio.

George has also been complaining constantly about acute pain in his spine, which to my eternal shame I have not taken seriously, but yesterday we found out the reason for this. When he was in New Cross hospital he had a scan on his back and this revealed that his spine had become brittle and that his 5th vertebrae had collapsed and there is nothing they can do about this apart from giving him painkillers, at the moment they are just giving him paracetomol. Today we are going to ask for a stronger painkiller. He is likely to be in hospital for another four to six weeks but we shall still be endeavouring to put a short blog out every other day. So hopefully in the next couple of days you will be able to log on to the thoughts of Chairman George.

Yesterday was a good day, it began with recriminations of being stuck in a chair all the previous day but it got better. I did much exercise which ended with my physio saying that a family member of his knew who I was and that the work I have been doing down the years is very important and that people like me should be valued highly; that made my day. I am still suffering from pain in my spine but it does not stop me learning to walk with a zimmer frame. The day ended with my eldest son Robert taking me for a wheel chair ride around the hospital, old pictures on the wall revealed that we were on the site of the old West Park women’s hospital which was where my two boys were born. He also phoned my brother Sid on his mobile phone so that I could chat with him, so all in all a good day.

I keep up with current affairs through the newspapers that my good lady wife brings in every day, one of those papers being the Morning Star which is celebrating it’s 80th birthday this week, a fabulous achievement considering the trials and tribulations it has had to go through over the years. It does a very important job for the working man and long may it continue, it leads the fight against Gordon Brown and all the other nuclear maniacs who threaten us daily, I urge all of you to read it as often as you can. Until next time, keep the faith.

It’s really quite boring in hospital, the only things I do is eat, shit and have physio. I do look forward to Esme and the boys visiting me but that only takes up about three hours each day. So all I’m left with are the papers Esme brings in for me and my thoughts, and these are getting less by the day. Although my long term memory is better than the short term memory. I have been trying to recall some of the many people I have met down the years and a couple sprang to mind.

The first was a coloured gentleman by the name of George Frith, now the main thing I recall about him was that he was good enough to play football and cricket for England. He was bought up an orphan in London by Catholic nuns and he was an Arsenal fan, so naturally he would become a friend of mine. I don’t recall when we first met, the memory not being what it was, but I do remember him writing a thesis on racial discrimination and the only other thing I remember about him was that he was struck down by some terrible disease or affliction. If you are still alive George it would be good to hear from you.

Another gentleman that came to mind was an American communist I met during the war in Burma by the name of Norman Plotkin. Unfortunately the only thing I can recall about Norman is that Esme and myself  stayed with him in his appartment in Paris for a few days in 1951. He was there on some kind of study grant from the American government. The appartment that he lived in was an old brothel, apparently, after the war the municipal council of Paris, or whatever it was, closed all the known brothels down after the war and turned them into student accomodation. The last I heard of Norman was that he was living in the borough of Flushing, New York. Norman was around the same age as me, if not a little older so he may not be with us any longer, but if you are Norman fraternal greetings commrade, it would be nice to hear from you also.

I would like to say hello to an old friend of mine who is very much still with us, his name is Mustaq, I hope you are well old friend and if you are reading this get in touch.

It really is mind numbingly boring in here, can’t wait to get out, I’m thinking of forming an escape commitee, it’s either going to be a tunnel or sneaking out in a laundry basket. Keep the faith commrades.

I hear that Tony Blair will be appearing in front of the enquiry into the war in Iraq and that there will be some sort of lottery for tickets to witness this momentous occassion. I only wish that I could be there, I would have a few questions of my own to ask the scoudrel. But it is high time he answered for the wrong that he has done and the anguish he has caused to many innocent people and their families and also the soldiers who have needlessly lost their lives or limbs and their families back home. He took this country into an illegal war knowing full well there were no weapons of mass destruction and it was he and his partner in crime Bush that have caused the mass destruction.

Those who would destroy the world remain in place and threaten us all with destruction through nuclear madness and they must be bought to book.

Good wishes to all of us who refuse to be destroyed by these madmen.