The Heelers Diaries

the fantasy world of ireland's greatest living poet

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Friday, July 23, 2021

a little light relief

 


Monday: Poor little rich billionaire Mark Zuckerberg's Facebook internet corporation has announced that it will no longer censor comments about the Covid 19 virus' origins at a Chinese Communist Party laboratory in Wuhan, a laboratory financed by money from Anthony Fauci of the American National Institute of Health who with his Frankenstein friends (all peer reviewed Frankensteins of course so you know you can trust them) wished to circumvent laws prohibiting the engineering in the USA of animal viruses into viruses that could affect human beings, a process whose advocates supposedly intended to facilitate the expansion of knowledge while aiding in the development of vaccines for viruses that formerly no one could get until Fauci and his World Health Organisation and their Chinese Communist Party Frankensteins re engineered them, and thereby turned the present Covid 19 virus loose on the world. So Facebook was systematically attempting to conceal all this and has now decided the story can no longer be suppressed. Bless.

Tuesday: Father Niall of the Nine Sermons pauses in the middle of his sermon at Kilcullen Church to read out a few notices.

"We have a live one here," he says. "Someone wrote on our Covid 19 poster at the back of the church. Let's see. Oh dear. Ah. Here we are. 'Stop panicking you twits. It's the flu. And the vaccines are made out of aborted babies.' Oh well. Tut tut. Some people think this way apparently."

Even though he clearly disapproved, I was quite chuffed. It's like being published in a newspaper or broadcast on radio to get read out in a Father Niall sermon. And his sermon was actually going out on community radio. Of course normally I charge a fee for the use of my writings. Maybe I'll send him a bill. A hundred quid should cover it.

Wednesday: Momentarily stumped when Joe Baines the town intellectual challenged me in the street as to what I would do if by not taking the vaccine I caused someone else's death. I did my level best to answer him. Referred to the deaths the vaccine was causing, including BBC presenter Lisa Shaw who died in May after taking it.  Referred to the fact that the vaccines are made out of or tested on cells from unborn babies murdered by abortion. And challenged him as to what he'd do if the vaccine killed me like it did Lisa Shaw, or blinded me or gave me a stroke or paralysed me as it has done to tens of thousands of people. He answered that I could get knocked down crossing the road and that there are always risks to such things as a vaccine. Ho hum. Does any thinking person seriously believe we should all be doing what the doctors, scientists, policy makers, governments and health organisations who created this virus in the crassest piece of medical adventurism in human history at a laboratory in China are telling us to do? If the government says eat unproven untested potions barbarously concocted out of murdered children, down the hatch, eh!

Thursday: A wannabe news website called The Journal has printed a systematic attack on Michael Yeadon one of the scientists speaking out against the vaccine. The poor old Journal is trying to compete with Ireland's bankrupt media groups RTE, Independent Newspapers and the Irish Times, by adopting precisely the same style of abject complicity with government which has bankrupted those media groups. I predict The Journal will collapse in its own sycophantic irrelevancy. Although the money it's getting from the Irish government to run Covid 19 propaganda pieces may keep it flickering away there without readers for some time yet.

Friday: In to Ballycane Church. Scene of my recent note pushed under the door of a locked parish office which had displayed a United Nations International Children's Emergency Fund poster urging Catholics to fund Covid 19 vaccines made out of aborted babies for the Third World. I ask you. How can a self styled UN Children's Fund promote the use of vaccines made out of murdered children? The enigmas endure. My note had suggested that the poster and the vaccination programme it advocated, were aberrations against humanity, science and law. I added that Catholics should not be financing such programmes or displaying their propaganda posters. And lo! Today the UNICEF poster has been removed from the window of the parish office. My joy is tempered when I see a second laminated version of the poster is still displayed behind glass in the church foyer. With some elan I prise back the glass, remove the Nazi poster and dispose of it.

Saturday: Throwing a ball for my dogs at lakeside. The swans are watching us. Presently Miss Turkey approaches through the golden dusk of evening. I turn away.

"Heelers you'll die alone," whispers my guardian angel.

"I will," I answer, "but at least that bitch is not going to kill me."

Miss Turkey passes by with her head in the air.

She is looking rather good.

I cannot suppress a pang.

The ghosts of a music combo styling themselves Wasp appear at the edge of the lake, set up their instruments and begin to play a song.

Lead singer Blackie Lawless sings:

"The girl I used to love

Lives in that yellow house.

Yesterday she passed me by

She didn't wanna know

You know

Ohhhhhh

Can you see the real me

Can ya

Can ya

Can you see the real me

Ohhhhh

Ner ner ner ner"

Me and the swans  and the ducks and the guardian angel and a few saints who happen to be passing, rock out to the music at lakeside.

I suppose we make quite a picture.

Thursday, July 22, 2021

cry me a corona virus

 

"Hey James what if you don't get the vaccine, and because you didn't get the vaccine, you cause someone else to die?"

"Well Joe, that's the whole reason a Flu virus panic works. Laying that guilt trip on people means we all have to eat up our aborted baby potions and do what we're told. It's the perfect justifier for anything any government of Soviets or Nazis or in the case of Ireland Soviet Nazis, wishes to justify."

"Answer the question."

"Joe you know the pharmaceutical companies have spent the last twenty years trying to convince people to take unnecessary flu vaccines which kill more of them than the flu does."

"But what if your refusal to take this vaccine gets someone killed?"

"Who is going to die? I mean, how can you guys be at risk? I thought all of you were taking the damned stuff. And if these experimental vaccines acctually work then the only ones who can die will be those of us who refused to take them because we think it's wrong to allow pharmaceutical companies to pay abortion providers to harvest organs and skin tissue from unborn babies prior to murdering them. It's only us simplistic sanctity of life types who'll be dying. So what's your problem?"

"I'm still asking. What if you get someone killed?"

"Tell me Joe. If the pharmaceutical companies and our governments started shooting people and putting their bodies into vaccines, would you eat those? Or is it just cells from aborted babies you're willing to ingest? I mean is there any point at which you yourself would repudiate the government pharmaceutical company gambit propaganda to wit 'All those not taking the vaccine might cause someone else's death?' Is there any point when you would say no to a pharmaceutical company? They got away with Thalidomide. They got away with the opioid addiction crisis. They got away with hooking people on anti depressants based on the pure fiction that anti depressants rectify brain chemistry. Is there ever a point where you would say to them, thus far and no further, you guys are accountable for your criminality?"

"You're still not giving me a direct answer James. Forget for a moment that you say the vaccines are made out of aborted babies.  Answer my question. What if your not taking the present vaccine causes someone else's death?"

"I cannot forget the children who have been murdered and whose bodies have been purchased by pharmaceutical companies to make these concoctions. Cannibalism should be a red line for all of us Joe. Do you know Lisa Shaw?"

"No."

"She was a radio presenter for the BBC. A healthy 44 year old woman with a young child and a career. She was at no risk of dying from Covid 19. She took the vaccine in May and is now dead. Tell me Joe. If your guilt trip worked... I mean your line of reasoning... James Healy is going to be the Typhoid Mary of Kilcullen giving everyone the Flu unless he takes the vaccine... if the guilt trip worked... and I took the vaccine made out of cells from children murdered by abortion,.. and if it killed me like it killed Lisa Shaw... would you bring me back to life?"

"Well James you could get killed crossing the road."

"Yes. We all could. And we could all accuse each other of getting people killed by not doing exacctly what we're told by the very people who caused this Flu outbreak. It's Fauci of the American National Institute of Health who sent the money to the Wuhan lab where the virus was developed. It's the World Health Organisation who covered up for the Chinese Communist government. These are the people who created the virus and set it loose on humanity. And these are the people saying to me that if I don't eat their vaccines made out of unborn babies murdered by abortion, I'll be causing the death of human beings. It's twisted Joe. The whole thing is twisted. We should stand up now and put a stop to it."

Wednesday, July 21, 2021

idea for a novelty music video to raise money for charity

The song will be a parody of the Ace Of Spades. We need to get permission from louche rock group Motorhead or else just chance it. The group performing our parody must be composed of well known atheists. I suggest Richard Dawkins, Carl Sagan, Christopher Hitchens and Stephen Hawking. They might do it if we tell em it's for a good cause. (To raise funds to splice human genes with a moongoose or something.)
Sagan, Hawking, Hitchens and Dawkins should all be dressed in classic Motorhead leathers.
The song will be performed with Richard Dawkins as lead singer and will go as follows:

Gerrymandering the evidence
Dancing with the devil
Going with the electron flow
It's all a game to me
Ner ner ner ner
Ner ner ner ner
Seven or eleven
Charlie Darwin's watching you
Ner ner ner ner ner ner ner ner

We're the only God you need
You know it's gonna be
The atheists of spades
The atheists of spades

Sneering at creation
Manipulating academia
Claiming atheistic proofs by induction
It's all a game to me
Ner, ner, ner, ner, ner, ner
Ner ner ner ner
Seven or eleven
The selfish genes are watching you

Ner ner ner ner ner ner ner

Morality is for fools
Man makes up the rules
That's the way I like it baby
I don't want to live forever
Ner Ner Ner
And don't forget your abortions

Ner ner ner ner ner ner ner ner

You know you're gonna lose
The fossil record is for fools
That's the way I fake it baby
I don't want to live forever

And don't forget the multiverse.

Ner ner nerdle nerdle ner
Ner ner ner ner ner ner ner

Moving up the ante
With a little bit of String Theory
Relativity and Quantum
Schrodinger's Cat again
Meyow, meyow, meyow
Meyow, meyow, meyow

Seven or Eleven
Charlie Darwin's watching you
Ner ner ner

You know it's gonna be
We're the only God you need
The atheists of spades
The atheists of spades.

Yeah moving up the ante
Throw in wave form probability
Read em and weep
The Piltdown Man again

Ner ner ner ner ner ner ner

And don't forget your calibi yao manifolds

Ner ner ner
Ner ner ner ner

The only God you need
You know it's gonna be
The atheists of spades
The atheists of spades

Nerrrrr
Nerrrrr
Ner ner ner ner


(First published 2012.)

Sunday, July 18, 2021

asphodel

 

Relaxing at lakeside with the new Mark Steyn book.

It's a light hearted little number called: The World Is ****ed And You're All Gonna Die."

A bit rose tinted compared to his usual stuff.

Maybe the old guy is losing it.

At the roadside I can see XT and Bob, the two Papa swans, fighting.

Their fight is like nothing so much as a 19th century five step waltz, all courtly delicatesse and nothing you could recognise as aggression unless you knew what they were about.

They approach each other warily like two gallant cavaliers.

There can be a bit of sidling aleft and aright in the approach.

They come nose to nose, or chest to chest really, as their heads are held back close to the body and the chest is thrust forward.

They do not jostle.

They just stand there.

Then one turns aside.

The other may briefly press his chest against the turned bird's flank or not.

Then they each retreat a few steps and repeat the process.

This goes on until one retreats decisively and does not renew the approach.

A woman from an Animal Rescue group told me a while ago that swans can be savage fighters but I've been watching these two for a year and there doesn't look to be much badness in it.

Of course it can't be a whole lot of fun for Bob, for whatever way swans assess victory in these things, Bob always loses and retreats back across the road to the smaller lake.

XT first drove him off the middle lake last year and things have stayed that way since then.

XT had raised his own family last year on the third lake but decided around mid Summer that he needed two lakes to do the job right.

He's quite insistent on that point.

He will not let Bob's family onto the middle lake.

There's a curious qualifier to the rule in that he doesn't seem to ever directly challenge Grace,  Bob's mate.

He won't let her onto the lake but he won't approach her to fight either.

A week ago, Grace arrived with the five kids and no Bob, holding off at a little distance, and XT actually let her stay on the grass unchallenged not so far from lakeside while remaining between her and the lake itself.

So he didn't actually challenge the female swan and she didn't actually try to force her way onto the water.

When Bob arrived, there was no such give and take. XT squared up to him at once, they did the ritual dance fight, and Bob and family soon retreated across the road to the first lake.

The sun is westering.

These days are a bit too warm for me.

But how beautiful life is.