Don’t just sit there, start ranting!
ARE you angry? Disgusted? Fed up? Sick and tired of what you see and hear going on all around you? Well, join the club!
How can so many people be pushing such obvious lies, distortions and impossibilities? And what is worse, how can so many individual citizens be so damn foolish as to believe and go along with such utterly dangerous dishonesty and perversions?
Rant? Too bloody true! I’ll rant as much as I want. It’s my right to do so.
You could start ranting, too. Ranting to your local councillor and newspapers. Ranting to your useless MP. Ranting in higher volume on social media. Ranting in the letters columns of the national papers and their online sites. Ranting continuously, at volume turned to 11, until the ringing in their ears won’t stop, and until they get the message. Until they realise they are in a dangerous place, on the wrong side of history. Until they understand that they are deeply unpopular. Until they come to the decision that they must change.
Rant until all those around you realise that it is safe to do so also. Then rant even more.

Rant, rant against the darkening horizon, until the darkness retreats. Until the puppets of evil cringe and crawl back into their holes. Rant until the light of reason and truth and rationality shines on your world again, without shadow. Keep going until the enemy is defeated and chased away. Keep going until Britain becomes unsullied by globalist groupthink; until we are no longer paying for someone else’s false forecasts of environmental catastrophe; until foreign feet are no longer running up our beaches and being taxied into Hotel Britain, unchecked, unchallenged and unabated; until Team Hamas has been run off our streets; until corrupt politics is no longer receiving votes.
What have the left, woke, green, moral shape-shifting, racist, cushioned, moronic upper-middle classes done so successfully that they have got their way, even though they are in the minority? They have worked covertly, insidiously, perniciously, spitefully, dishonestly, like camouflaged snakes in the grass. And they have invoked the naïve and innocent, the foolish, the ignorant, the empty-headed, gullible and weak-minded to march and rant and riot; very loudly, very obnoxiously, very visibly, very often.
So, we who are not weak-minded or corrupted, who recognise reality, discern fact from fiction and truth from lies, good from evil, light from darkness, should rant also. Rant against our dangerously politicised and under-performing police forces; against the enforced politicisation of our children; against the death serum administered under the duress of manufactured fear and actual threat; against the protection of a supremacist and violent anti-Western religion; against the corruption of Parliament; against the tyranny of Government.
But be aware – this is not the work of a few months before the next general election; it is not the work of a season or a few years – this is the work of a lifetime. These threats to our freedom, well-being, economic opportunities, will always be there. They are always hiding in society, waiting to come out and attack us when they feel strong enough. So we must be constantly cleaning, sanitising and inoculating our society to stop the spread of the dirt and bugs, so they cannot take hold of us again.
Or, we could continue to be nice and hushed, all curled up and accepting defeat. Which will it be?
Well, I’ve had my rant. Now I’ll take a deep breath and start again.
What are you going to do?

What am I going to do? I’m going to have a jolly good rant, thats what I’m going to do ///////
rinse and repeat everyday.
Where’s Kea? He always has a rant!
If only we could all come together at one time, throw open our windows and doors and cry ‘I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take it any longer’
Yeah, not original, but wouldn’t the sound be great?
Thanks for the transcript howitis :—
“The World is a Corporation” (Network, 1976)
https://youtu.be/35DSdw7dHjs?t=100 [Set to start on start of that rant @ 1 min 40 secs in.]
6 mins 18 secs for whole clip. :
An interesting point to note, from the light to the dark, to the real change in power, in that speech.
The dark side of that power, that was there, is becoming more brazen & self evident to more people.
And the Great late Ned Beatty told us in one rant.
He got the role and had to deliver his monologue the next day.
In 1976 we were told what was happening.,.even then
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Arthur Jensen: You have meddled with the primal forces of nature, Mr. Beale, and I won’t have it! Is that clear?
You think you’ve merely stopped a business deal. That is not the case!
The Arabs have taken billions of dollars out of this country, and now they must put it back! It is ebb and flow, tidal gravity! It is ecological balance!
You are an old man who thinks in terms of nations and peoples. There are no nations. There are no peoples.
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There are no Russians. There are no Arabs. There are no third worlds. There is no West. There is only one holistic system of systems, one vast and immane, interwoven, interacting, multivariate, multinational dominion of dollars. Petro-dollars, electro-dollars, multi-dollars, reichmarks, rins, rubles, pounds, and shekels.
It is the international system of currency which determines the totality of life on this planet.
That is the natural order of things today. That is the atomic and subatomic and galactic structure of things today! And YOU have meddled with the primal forces of nature, and YOU… WILL… ATONE!
Am I getting through to you, Mr. Beale? You get up on your little twenty-one inch screen and howl about America and democracy.
There is no America. There is no democracy. ******
There is only IBM, and ITT, and AT&T, and DuPont, Dow, Union Carbide, and Exxon. Those are the nations of the world today.
What do you think the Russians talk about in their councils of state, Karl Marx? They get out their linear programming charts, statistical decision theories, minimax solutions, and compute the price-cost probabilities of their transactions and investments, just like we do.
We no longer live in a world of nations and ideologies, Mr. Beale. The world is a college of corporations, inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business.
The world is a business, Mr. Beale. It has been since man crawled out of the slime. And our children will live, Mr. Beale, to see that… perfect world… in which there’s no war or famine, oppression or brutality. One vast and ecumenical holding company, for whom all men will work to serve a common profit, in which all men will hold a share of stock. All necessities provided, all anxieties tranquilized, all boredom amused.
And I have chosen you, Mr. Beale, to preach this evangel.