I call them Orcs.

    I call them orcs because there is no other designation I can think of that adequately describes such a disgusting mass of bodies from the Darkside.

The Darkside.

Where the ignorant dwell and the irrational breed. A place where those without humour and foresight live (and fly flags).

The Orc cares for no-one and saves its bile for those that are different.

If Orcs come across anyone that looks, speaks or behaves differently than the Orc does, it has one response. HATRED. Actually two. ANGER.

HATRED & ANGER loom large in an Orc’s life.

Unfortunately, the Orcs have crossed over. They have left the Darkside and now make their homes amongst us. Orcs live close by. They live next door and work at our sides. Orcs have so perfected the art of disguise* that they can even present as our friends.

The Orc’s one desire is to promote the hatred that burns inside him/her. Now, with stones overturned and into the light, the Orc has found a freedom (which it wishes to deny to everyone else), to spread its bile. 

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Unfortunately, we must accept at least some of the blame for the rise of the Orcs.

Not only have we supplied the perfect vehicle that enables the Orc brother/sisterhood to spread its disease, but we have also continued to feed said vehicle. We have allowed Social Media to carry the highly infectious germs of Orc-ism. We can no longer deny the fact that the likes of Facebook (et al), infect and convert others to Orc-ism, on a daily basis.

Social Media, once a blessing, is now a curse. 

Social media a place where evil finds a voice. A place where TRUTH & FACTS are muffled. A place where Orcs find for the first time in their disgusting live, a place to broadcast without hindrance, its vilest lies.

We are at war.

And as in any war, the enemy have their spies and infiltrators. There are amongst us (those that are not Orcs), traitors and the like who would promote the Orcs and their poison for reasons they would best like to keep to themselves. However, it has become increasingly obvious that power is the key.

The Orcs by their very nature are easily led. They have no morals, no basic education and are totally ignorant. They operate purely on gut feeling. In the dark world of the Orc there is no need for evidence or facts. If something is different or requires brainpower or an effort to understand, that is a good enough reason to revert to what the Orc does best, HATE.

The spies and the infiltrators amongst us have a need (for want of a better word), soldiers. Followers who will hang on to their every word. So, promotion of a particular kind e.g. Racism. Homophobia etc, will attract an Orc to your side instantly. Should you need unthinking followers to bend the knee and hang on to your every hatred, call for an Orc.

Indeed, no better example of trumpet blowing for the recruitment of Orcs, is to be found in the once ‘Land of the Free’, America.

A land where Orc-ism is in full flow, slowly eating away at the basics of Common Sense and perhaps more worryingly, JUSTICE.

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But there is hope.

Orcs are ill disciplined. They cannot, will not, hold the line. They are cowards. And crucially, they have no argument once the consequence of their actions starts to reveal themselves. They will always retreat.

History, (of which they have no idea) tells us so.

The past has seen the Orcs rise and then, just as rapidly, fall. Their path only ever leads to disaster. Their bricks and mortar are rarely properly made. What they hurriedly build soon crumbles.

We know that Justice always prevails but unfortunately, there are casualties along the way.

Which is why, in an effort to reduce the damage already done we must act fast.

The removal of the Orcs and the traitors that lead them is of the utmost importance and it must happen NOW.

No delay. NOW.

 

* Beware, some Orcs are now beginning to parade openly and think nothing of raising flags to announce their presence.

Something in the air

the outsider art of Ian Frederick Harris
‘Relaxing in the Garden of Tranquillity’. Acrylic on 12″ x 16″ canvas. £60

I don’t know about you but there’s something in the air. I know not what, but it feels like something BIG is about to happen.

Thinking about it carefully and taking into consideration the way the hairs are raised on the back of my neck, this feeling must be based on something on the scale of…

1: Instant annihilation.

2: The return of the Messiah formerly known as Jesus.

The truth is, either way, I must admit I am not looking forward to any of these things, for these reasons.

ONE: No-one wants instant annihilation. We all like a surprise now-and-again but instant annihilation is a step too far.

(Admittedly, and on the hard to find plus side, a theory of such a sudden death that exists in the mind of people who study such things says, We/I/You won’t know much about it as it will all be over in a literal flash).

& TWO: I do not want to be around when Jesus cottons on to what we have done to His and His Father’s planet. Boy, is he going to be pissed off. We all know what He is capable of on those rare occasions when He loses His cool.

(This time I believe it will be a little more than the turning over of a few tables).

One can only hope that that these feelings of dread will pass and the hairs on the back of my neck will settle down. That these dread-filled thoughts are merely a symptom, a consequence of sharing the same space in time as the present lunatics who think they run the Earth.

One can only wish that my feelings of close and present danger, are merely hopeful misinterpretations of what is going to happen to the present slew of despots and dictators.  Monsters, who are making life particularly unpleasant for the innocents attempting to live a ‘normal’ life everywhere. One can only hope that what I am ‘picking up’ are the sictator’s (see what I did there), death throes.

Perhaps I am having a premonition of what is about to happen to them. Maybe, hopefully, they are about to get what history shows us, they always get.

What they deserve.

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