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A Bloody Awful Night! By Stanley Collymore Slept fitfully during the night vacating my bed at times to goto the loo, an urgent necessity I must say as this recent boutof incontinence I've been irritatingly having remorselesslycontinues to have its sway. The aforesaid activity nowfinally done and me back in bed instead of my quicklyfalling asleep again and getting some much neededrest that my physically and mentally traumatizedbody could well do with I annoyingly lay wideawake desperately yearning in my disturbed state to mercifullyfall asleep, but does that happen? Not on your nelly as myaching joints begin to constantly and cruelly play upsomething awesome and so the entire bloody messof what's unjustly and painfully happening tome relentlessly goes on. And after allthat who given the excruciatingagony of such awful physicaland psychological distresswould seriously andinvoluntarily, letalone willingly,want to be socomprised asI was inall this? © Stanley V. Collymore17 March 2017. Author's Comments:This poem wasn't written with any intellectual or academic pursuit in mind orbecause it was intended as a means of conveying any inspirational or instructivemessage to anybody. It most certainly wasn't I can assure you! The motivebehind it, if you can call it that, is that it was born of a situation where I wastotally pissed off due to a lack of sleep and no matter how much or how hard Itried to remedy that state of affairs there was no respite to it. So with thosefrustrating thoughts running fervently and inescapably through my mind I


usefully employed the time to pen this poem. So here it is and you're perfectly atliberty to make of it what you will! Stanley Collymore


A British Slut, Yes! But Naturally So Or SociallyConditioned To Be? By Stanley Collymore Why would any sensible person, let alone a highlyintelligent one like me, ever want to set up homewith a lascivious one-night stand like you eageras a buzzing bee to eagerly garner what nectarshe possibly can from the human equivalentof whatever available flower that aforesaidbusy bee is after and eventually managesto deceitfully secure? Authentic love isconsiderably more than just droppingyour knickers, whether casually or calculatinglyinborn, impulsively having a shag while alsopossibly in the bargain unintentionally oreven deliberately conceiving a bastardbairn whose real paternity, becauseof the surfeit of shags that you'vecompulsively, freely and ratherinveterately been involved in,that even the slapper motherin you couldn't without the scrutiny and scientificanalysis of DNA technology say with any realconfidence who the actual father is expectme - because I was at a loose end then,felt like a screw, and perfunctorilyhad one with you - to now as anapparently steadfast bulwarkagainst your unsurprisinglyassorted, economic andsocietal problems tounbelievably marrya rather commonslut like you? © Stanley V. Collymore13 October 2016.


Author's Remarks:There are a number of things in life that having observed them firsthand andmost carefully as well as objectively analysed them all the better to understandhow it was that they could have possibly come about in the first place, andunable to arrive at no logical justification for their presence I came to the rationalconclusion that they should be totally detested. Principally among these distinctly distasteful, obviously loathsome and utterlypernicious characteristics routinely and even obsessively displayed by thesecontemptible elements of certifiable lowlifes passing themselves off as purportedconstituents of humanity and what's more even seeing themselves too as entirelyindispensible to the human race when there's absolutely and discernibly nothingwhatsoever that's remotely humane or admirably human about them let alonethat either does or could possibly support their ludicrous contention in respect ofthemselves has therefore and quite understandably in my case led me to listsome of the major defects of these lowlifes and unapologetically outline themhere. Inured and most irritatingly consistent acts of mindboggling hypocrisy; deeplyentrenched, episodic in character and rampantly employed double-standards,and manifestly woefully purblind instances of ongoing stupidity so apparent inthemselves but all the same are very concomitant with blissfully indulged in theirpractices by all those concerned. And all three of which among other discerniblymiscreant and even serious criminal acts of behaviour are now salient and fullyaccepted features of the British mainstream way of life. One that's manifestly and self-sertvingly encouraged as well as avidly promotedby those who benefit the most from it; and significantly ironic as it undoubtedlyis even idiotically embarked on by those who monkey-like ape in the mostinstinctive and toadying manner possible their perceived 'social betters' in theirodious conduct but who themselves in this process are so brainless with it andsystematically brainwashed overall that they don't even notice that they are theprincipal victims of as well as the constant losers in this perceptibly detrimentaland top-down social transformation foisted upon them. A social transformation which is evidently catastrophic; that has heralded andenforcedly ensured the virtual destruction of conventional marital family life inBritain and quite non-consensually replaced it with one that is now a gratuitousfree for all environment of ever ready breeding and absolutely lacking in self-worth sluts willingly serviced by largely dim-witted, similarly inadequatelyeducated, hedonistic and narcissistically high on their alleged 'machismo', more


fittingly the rank stupidity of these British morons and whose collective behaviouralong with that obviously of those whom they habitually transiently service andthen disappear off the scene leaving the dwindling band of decent elementswithin British society to pick up the financial tabs for the sick, sad and recurrentdysfunctional behaviour of these societal lowlifes and their 'fatherless' bastards,is the kind of nauseating conduct that in essence would make all self-respectingrabbits at best instinctively blush with severe embarrassment or more probablysquirm in repugnant horror, if these British and allegedly human goings on werecommunicated to them. Being part of a one-parent family although not the most ideal situation for anychild to find itself in, and every empirical study which I've methodically read andsuch literature on my part is vast I assure you, and furthermore is amplysupplemented with and firmly reinforced by extensive observational experiencewhich I've both professionally and socially acquired over the years and altogethercategorically show this to undoubtedly be the case, is not in itself an inescapablydisastrous outcome that's just waiting to happen or for that matter anunavoidable one. And I'm specifically referring to those children who were bothconceived and born in a quite conventional marital situation, or even likewisefrom a thoroughly and loving, responsible perspective an authenticallyheterosexual partnership relation but who because of the unfortunate death ofone of their biological parents or the regrettable divorce or split up of them nowfind themselves in the generalized category of a one-parent family attendant withall the cumbersome baggage and unsavoury connotations that terminologysocietally carries. But whichever way you look at it there's no getting away from the obvious factthat in the UK there is now a majority of kids who from birth and often into adultlife never have the constructive influence of TWO parents or the worthwhilementoring effect of responsible men in their lives. And this is every bit true intheir dysfunctional homes as it is in the often dumbed down, and terminallysociologically, sink schools that they're obligatorily as part of a miserably failingso-called educational system dispatched to and where to put it most candidly theonly disciplinary influence there, if any exists at all, is from WOMEN. So no malementors in these kids lives and like a chicken raised by a duck because a hen'segg was placed in the clutch of a duck's eggs while that duck was in the breedingprocess that prospective chicken instinctively on being hatched grows up thinkingit's a duck and acts accordingly. Hence the preponderance of Queers, dominant Dykes, Paedophiles and the restof this sick contingent that infect Britain and whose conduct is avidly promotedas 'normal' by those who are the ring leaders in this sickening perversity; but


who because they're principally from the privileged 'elites' - some elite - they areuntouchable; and it's quite apparent to me and those I speak to in Britain whenI'm there as well as here in Germany on this and other allied matters that yourrole as DPP, and not withstanding all the disingenuous and dishonest crap thatyou're mouthing, ALISON SAUNDERS, is to protect those who you clearly oweyou job to, and in my honest opinion which you're wholly unsuited for, along withtheir likeminded privileged perverts. All the rest coming from you, the CPS andthe rest of them is one hell of an elaborate deception. And it's not just thepaedophile perverts but the many British war criminals as well. Start prosecutingthem and I'll start to seriously consider what you have to say or actually do say! Stanley Collymore


A Cautionary Tale By Stanley Collymore Be very wary indeed of what you wish forwith regard to others, especially if thatwish has a malevolent edge to it. ForFate with poetic justice and even ahint of perversity can and oftendoes cause that wish and itsattendant consequences tounexpectedly reboundon the person makingit, and with all theforce majeur itcan marshal! © Stanley V. Collymore28 December 2009. Author's Remarks:Although this specific poem was written long before the glaringly obviousirrelevant and to my mind disingenuous kafuffle over Britain's exit or non-exitfrom the EU and which frankly has as much relevance to the rest of the world aspaedophiles grooming their victims within the confines of the Westminster Bubbleor the Lancashire town of Rochdale for that matter I nevertheless do honestlythink it does have some relevance to what is presently, fixatedly and ratherfrenziedly almost to the point of farce going on in the United Kingdom. Andsensible and intelligent individuals who're conscious of what I'm referring to andsimilarly observant of the said factors will themselves be also completelybewildered as I am by it all; a few of the said features I've decided to itemizehere: delusional hubris, gross misinformation, the plethora of downright lies,Master Race nonsense, xenophobia and trumped up racism. And affixed to all the aforementioned and absolutely ludicrously rampant andasinine nonsense is the idiotic belief that in the 21st Century Britain a SecondDivision to use a football analogy which many of you idiots out there are fullycognizant of can quite independently behave as though it were a PremiershipLeague side and furthermore at the very top of that particular division, which toanyone who clearly isn't completely brain-dead, blind, utterly naive or totally off


their rocker, it isn't. For this perceptibly isn't the 19th or even the early 20thCentury and Britain no longer rules the wave even by clinging on to the coattailsof the United States as it routinely does and in case you morons living in yourtime warp are unaware of this established fact, the Empire is no more. Thateffectively means that in this unmistakable era of globalization Britain has tocompete with other countries, some of which it once barbarically controlled andso from that position could and habitually did remorselessly exploit. Thatfortunately is no longer a viable option! But what absolutely does get's me is that those who're perniciously andobsessively spearheading this so-called Brexit campaign and cynically usingmigration and race as the principal tools in their calculatedly insidious armoury ofintentional deceit and manipulation, and consciously in the marked absence ofproviding any convincing or compelling information to substantially support theirdastardly chicanery while at the same fervently brandishing their fictitious"English/British" pedigree as their genuine raison d'être for keepingmigrants and refugees out - conveniently overlooking who it is that caused theserefugees and migrants in the first place and why - is quite risible if the matterweren't so bloody serious. For who are these quite redoubtable Brits and English to the core and who don'twant migrants or refugees into the UK? Individuals whose British links andancestry are as appropriately so as my Eskimo ones. And believe you me, I haveno such links! So let me name a few of them and you can afterwards do yourown homework on the rest of these odious, dishonest and essentially non-Britishscumbags. Michael Howard, Boris Johnson, Nigel Farage, Ian Duncan Smithwhose Chinese looks distinctively show up in his physical features andunsurprisingly so for he does have Chinese ancestry. Then there are the plethoraof Yids from all over the European mainland and Russia whose ancestors or elsethey themselves habitually fled to Britain from the multiple pogroms and notforgetting the little matter of Europe's holocaust committed against them andsought refuge in Britain. My word, how self-centredness, greed and arrogance dodull the memory of some people! And it's a safe bet that without the altruisticcontribution by the relatives and ancestors of many of these vilified migrantsspecifically during World War II that none of these Zionist bastards would bealive today. Now they want to fasten the door on these migrants and refugees inthe similar manner that the Nazis did to them! What a pity that Adolf Hitler andhis Third Reich didn't realize their praiseworthy ambition before World War IIended! You know? The Final solution! But these weren't the only loathsome scumbags that were let into Britain. TheUnited States resorting to its pernicious blackmail - when has it ever stopped one


might well ask? - against a pretty destitute post-war Britain compelled ClementAttlee to let into the UK for settlement hundreds of thousands of Ukrainian andPolish Nazis and their families on the demented idea that as they were anti theUSSR and had fought with the Germans during World War II they could be usedas human fodder for the United States' own delusional designs of attacking andoverthrowing the Soviet Union. That didn't happen of course and this scumremained in Britain and have proliferated in the process, comprising the coreelements of many rightwing groups in the UK including the BNP and Pegida andwho peculiarly go around claiming not just to be British but also especially Anglo-Saxon English defending their homeland - not Ukraine or even Poland butEngland can you believe it, from foreigners. And these, inexplicably as it seems,ladies and gentlemen of the jury (laugh) are the composite factions of mother-fucking, psychopathic and sociopathic loonies either directly involved with orleading the Brexit campaign. One really couldn't make stuff like that up. Then there's the fabricated public fuss over the Queen's alleged views on thematter. I don't know about you but frankly I couldn't give a toss what she thinksfar less will I allow her personal views to sway me in any way. The woman afterall is a hereditary monarch who when last I checked is non-elected; and todisingenuous counter claims that the EU Commission is also unelected - yes it is,but those who sit on it are there by virtue of being appointed to their respectivepositions by the elected governments of the 28 member states of the EuropeanUnion. Not ideal I freely admit but a marked improvement on what at present wehave in situ in Buckingham Palace, have allowed for yonks and will carry onhaving if the cap-doffing, social climbing and subservient serfs across Britainhave their way. And irrespective of whether one actually likes the EU Commissionor not, and I personally don't as it's presently constituted, at least its memberscan therefore be replaced; not so her indoors at Buck House! So it's really atypical case of the Brexit loony pot, while quite fraudulently, completelydishonestly and discernibly corruptly vociferously and idiotically ranting on aboutaccountability and their twisted version of democracy, calling the EU Commissionkettle black! Personally I don't really care how the Brexit vote goes, I shall utilize my vote asa UK citizen while you can do the same as a British subject. Doesn't it affect methen? No; and here's why! I've lived and worked in Germany for many years,paid my taxes and NIS there while continuing to do the same in the UK. Mylongstanding female partner is German - I thought in the circumstances I'dspecifically mention her gender since I don't want that terminology, partner I'mreferring to, to be in any way either confused or else equated with its generaland usually non-heterosexual queer and dyke meaning in Britain. And just assignificant as the two earlier reasons given, on my father's side of my family I


have legitimate German blood and therefore automatically through my blood linequalify, in addition to the other reasons cited, for German citizenship and thusthe automatic right to travel freely throughout an EU physically devoid of Britain.And since I've absolutely no intention whatever of ever giving up my Britishcitizenship, for stubborn reasons rather than any need to be identified with youlot, I shall frankly have the best of both worlds. So please do your worst Brexitnumbskull and foreign originated morons, get Britain out of the EU and see whoreally cares? The Queen might be ecstatic as it'll undoubtedly ensure thedelusional notion of the Divine Right to rule over you "revolting"peasants! But is that reason enough in the 21st Century? Stanley Collymore


A Chilling Audacity Triggered In The NurturingCauldron Of Intellectual Ineptitude By Stanley Collymore For those of you genuinely in love and whose chances oflovingly and successfully being able to freely live andmutually share your combined lives together in aconstructively loving partnership or the sacredunion of matrimony as you conscientiouslyhoped would be the case in your personalrelationship, but in their place had theseaspirations cruelly challenged, venomously impededand gravely in danger of being dashed through thepersistent bigotry and vilifying hatred of thosewhose utterly sickening and racist objectionsare based and focused entirely on nothingmore than these opponents repellent andcategorically perverse opposition to thenoticeable difference in skin colour and racial originsof the parties involved. Advice: stick unyieldinglyto your guns and original resolve; don’t in anyway let yourself be intimidated by narrow-minded coercion, and decisively in nogiven situation be either tempted toor actually submit to what clearlyis orchestrated oppression and,consequently, apprehensivelyallow yourself to succumbto unjustified defeatismby throwing the towelin, and as a result letsuch odious peopleregrettably win! © Stanley V. Collymore6 November 2015. Author’s Remarks:


It has always been a source of disdainful amusement to me to observe peoplewho’re evidently incapable through any mechanism, fair or foul that one cansurmise about, of altering the situation they get so hot under the collar about butwhich in actuality isn’t to any sensible or intelligent person a problem at all, sinceit is and has always been abundantly clear that the “problem” which is generatingsuch angst in the minds of those who’re obviously and even openly fanaticallyobsessed with it, that when looked at impartially isn’t a problem at all other thanin the sick minds of those who’re preoccupied with it. Race and one’s skin colour are two such human and natural variants thatpromptly come to my mind. And why anybody other than a brain-dead imbecileor a purblind moron would really want to, let alone compulsively utilize theirtime, personal effort, energy and even their own economic resources with what’sessentially the asinine preoccupation of something which they had absolutelynothing to do with, even in respect of themselves far less so other people, andsignificantly can’t change however much they might fantasize about such anabsurdity is frankly beyond me. Yet bizarrely there is no shortage of such peoplewho thoughtlessly and in defiance of all sanity carry on regardless with theiringrained and pernicious acts of risible lunacy. Stanley Collymore


A Compulsive Liar, Thief And A Born Fantasist! By Stanley Collymore You came into the world on 1st February 1958; an inauspiciousbirth among one of three to a perennial drunken father anda similarly inebriate mother who would subsequentlytragically die of cirrhosis of the liver. School, ormore importantly your attendance there, wasconsequently and unsurprisingly given the particular familycircumstances that from your earliest childhood existenceyou found yourself habitually growing up in, was neverever going to be a requisite necessity much less so acrucial priority either for your parents or you togive any acknowledgement to, so apparentlyand rather predictably, you were neitherencouraged by your parents nor fromyour own perspective, assuming ofcourse you even knew what thatword meant, saw any pressingneed to attend; so naturallyyou happily grasped thatconsensual opinion toheart and evidentlyyou rarely went. Predictably from the very start of your puberty theseemingly enticing sexual world of adulthood,initially and curiously exposed by you thensoon afterwards keenly accommodatedon your part, rapidly ensnared yourpassions and at sixteen and withparental permission - clearlyfrom their point of viewone less mouth to feed and from yours thedesperate aspiration of finally escapinga controlling and still consistentlyinebriated woman as a motherand an often drunk himselfbut even so submissivehusband of hers as your biological father, and


when one added to this you going absolutelynowhere either in social developmental oreven protected employment terms whileongoingly as you saw it and possiblyforever so entrenched in a workingclass area terraced council houseand what moreover was a demonstrablydysfunctional and also noticeably adebilitatingly oppressive home -my reflection on the situationnot your own - you simplygot married! For havingqueried the uncertainwisdom of politelyputting up with more of the samethat you already had or actuallyleaving home altogether yourresponsive decision wasbasically to earnestlychoose the latterof these twooptions. An alternative arrived at more from the impulsetriggered by the desperation of your personalsituation rather than any motivation of reallove for the man who you married, sinceas you well knew when you decided toget involved with him that like yourfather and mother, even though hehad the skilled knack of readilyturning the charm on at anytime that it suited him, he also was a heavydrinker and quite discernible to someonelike you who had grown up in a house-hold of drunkards an unmistakably indenial alcoholic; yet quite bizarrelyyou carried on your relationshipwith your then lover, marriedhim and astonishingly andof your own free volitionsedulously protected


him by maintainingyour firm silenceconcerning hisintensive andfinanciallycripplingdrinkinghabits. But worse was to come for as with your mother drinkonly brought out the worst in your husband andwith his obsessive jealousy that any man whospoke to you no matter where or howevertrivially so, or even glanced admiringlyat you either fancied you or you himand therefore beating the hell outof you when you got home wasan appropriate solution andadditionally a necessary deterrent to stopping youbeing attractive, if not physically at least thenpsychologically, to any man, your specificexperiment of leaving the family homefor one of your own clearly wasn'tpaying off as you'd hoped andhad even become more of aterrible problem for you.For in the interim you had become a motherthrice over: giving birth to two girls: Cathyand Tracey and the boy child that ratherfixatedly your husband always wanted.But even the significance of being amother couldn't or didn't alleviateyour parlous situation; for yourson tragically died as a baby -a random cot death incident;however with his passingblamed firmly on you byhis enraged father yourhusband's hedonisticbinge drinking andperiodic beatingsof you suddenly


became nastierand a lot moreunpleasant intheir cruelty. About this time you finally saw sense and considered havinga divorce, itself made easier by the fact that your husbandJohn seemingly wanted to get out of your marriage too.He'd in the meantime got himself a mistress whoevidently craved much more than just being hisbit on the side and in addition to that for himthe irksome problem of all the accumulatedHP debts that you and he had jointly runup coupled with child support for histwo daughters and maintenance for you who wasn't workingdidn't the least bit rank favourably with what he generallyconsidered to be a worthwhile or profitable way for himto be living, so he willingly consented to your startingdivorce proceedings against him, knowing full wellthat by the time they in essence got underway heand his girlfriend, who apparently came fromthe north of England, would long and quitepermanently have departed from the areaof your marital residence that consistedof the absolutely charming and ratherpleasant Berkshire town of Reading;making it quite unfeasible with hiswhereabouts distinctly unknownfor him to be logically pursuedby the courts in any resolutefashion for either for childsupport God forbid his exwife's maintenance thathe had no intention atall of ever of paying. There are all sorts of mysterious reasons that bafflequestioning minds as to why completely out ofthe blue things suddenly happen, and youraccidentally meeting at a local bus stopPauline, on account of a late bus thaton its ultimate arrival would then


take both of you into Reading'stown centre where somewhatcoincidentally the two of you were independentlyheading, an unfamiliar man that as it happenedlived just one hundred yards distance fromwhere your home was but who previouslyyou hadn't met, were unknown to eachother and accordingly were what youwould call archetypal strangers butall the same following that chancemeeting between the two of youwould fatefully, spectacularlyand markedly constructively in every possibleway change for the infinite better not onlyyour patently muddled life Pauline andyour gloomy outlook on it but equallythe lives, potential and expectationsof both your daughters: eight andfour years old then, and whichprovidentially for all three ofyou would turn out to beunquestionably one oflife's truly amazingand unsurprisinglyso unfathomableand distinctlymystifyingomens! Happily too for you the man you met that day Paulineand whom you got talking to afterwards on that latebus on your shared and reciprocally pleasurablejourney towards Reading's town centre wasby any criterion which you could possiblyhave devised a very exceptional person.Clearly a local himself he was deeplyinvolved in a local community andcommunal extracurricular educationprogramme that he'd altruistically, voluntarilyand solely devised and besides was himselfthe coordinator of and that was expresslytailored for and perceptibly directed at


educationally deprived members ofall ages over eleven years withinReading's broader communitydevoid of the benefit of anysignificant education or else if they were stillof lawful school age had found themselvesdiscriminatorily and immediately kickedout of their learning establishment onthe basis of rather specious reasonsfor not having them there, and asassuredly as hell in those veryprescriptive circumstancesnever ever likely to getany sort of educationmuch less so minusa determined andcommitted try apractical one! However, with amorous intentions noticeably on your partPauline and quite obviously resulting from this chanceencounter that you had with this stranger focusingintently in your head while simultaneously andcalculatedly encouraged by your similarlyactively cultivated, and themselves evenhaving a degree of urgency all theirown about them, expectations thatquite rapidly and unimpeded coursed throughyour highly stimulated veins; a passionateassignation, more so than any upliftingeducational agenda operating as theprincipal motivation behind youreager desire for pursuing thisbrand new and exploratoryrelationship, became yoursuperseding focus andsingle-minded remit. A promising association, as you very much saw it,quite manifestly in the physical mode and itselflargely uninhibitedly complemented by - andas you plainly and grievously felt in your


ambitious and overtly outlined personalcircumstances an exceptionally crueland wholly gratuitous sex-starved,emotionally unsatisfied and, aswell, a marital, sexually-constrained and completelyinsufferable situation -full-blooded, extravagantlyindulged in and consummately unrestrained actsof truly licentious coitus. And having as agreedmet up later on in Reading's town centre afteryour personal business there was out of theway you amicably had coffee together inone of the local restaurants - you saidyou weren't hungry so no need thenfor you to be fed - freely swappedphone numbers with each otherand amidst the cheerful chatterexpectantly waited while thestage was set for the nextchapter of this evidentlyunforeseen but, all thesame, gripping andfascinating saga. Later that night you phoned your new friend, explainedthat the children were soundly tucked up in bed andtherefore you were all alone; thus categoricallythrough what you intentionally said duringthat specific conversation coupled withthe explicit and accompanying well-rehearsed and quite purposeful,coquettishly enticed invitation that you proffered andwhich was instantly and likewise decidedly takenup and satisfactorily signalling that both of youwere fervently conducive to the impendingchance of fucking each other, decisivelyconferred the green light on the 1 July1984 for the first sexual encounterever within the confines of yourmarital home between you andthe man you'd intentionallyand somewhat deviouslyas pivotal events would


later show assigned tobe your latest lover. And in contrast and most profound in every way Paulinewas the positive contribution that this new man you'dtaken into your life brought not only into your ownbut also and distinctly so the separate and jointlives of your two children. Taking both girls,after careful consideration for their future,out of the sink school close to their homethat they were unsurprisingly expectedlyin, he constructively spoke to the thenincumbent Headmaster and an ingenious acquaintanceof his and had them both transferred from where theywere being "schooled" for their envisaged devaluedfunction in life to the absolutely first-rate EnglishMartyrs Catholic Primary School with its trulyexceptional teaching background, and fromwhere Cathy: the senior of the two girls,would subsequently by virtue of adept preparationat English Martyrs and her passing the requisiteentrance exams be promptly registered at andbecome a highly gifted pupil of the all girl,well-renowned and justifiably esteemedKendrick School in Reading. A veryapparent improbable prospect hadshe and Tracey been obliged toremain at the primary schoolwhere previous to themrelocating to EnglishMartyrs they hadformerly been. Furthermore, this thoroughly engaging man in your lifePauline had at the voluntary and consistent requestof both your daughters, since their biologicalfather had long ceased to play any roleeither meaningfully or financiallyin their two young lives, beenasked to become their Dadand following detailed discussions that were hadindividually with them and collectively with


all three of you Pauline in favour of thisparticular outcome willingly accededto do so. A terrifically gratifyingrealization for him since in hisnow constant dealings withCathy and Tracey, a direct consequence of hissteady and developing relationship with youtheir mother, his feelings for and his everyday reactions with them had ever moretaken on a purposely and very muchappreciated and embraced by thegirls fatherly aspect; so in theinclusive scheme of thingshe fully understood thegirls' filial sentimentsto which he fittinglyand accordinglyconferred themaximumrespect. A situation none the less that long before this collectivedecision, which relative to them formally assumingtheir new dad's name for themselves had eitherbeen consensually arrived at or agreed upon,both girls had outmanoeuvred and also pre-empted as was acknowledged by yourselfPauline. For Cathy and Tracey had oftheir own free volition unilaterallyand determinedly taken their new dad's surnameanyway, which they then routinely applied toall their schoolwork that in turn promptedtheir teachers and the school's admin -as the surname they were using didn'tmatch the official one in their classregister or the school's records -to politely request individually of the girls, youPauline and their new father too what reallywas going on? Then fully satisfied aftertheir detailed investigation that it wasall initially the children's very ownidea and purposive wish to be so


named and that no coercion orunwarranted dominance ofthem was involved at anytime in Cathy or Tracey'sindependent decision,uninterruptedly andofficially this time,let this definitiveaction by theirpupils' ownassertion tojubilantlycarry on. However, there was an unseen fly in the ointment. Thechildren's new dad had with their explicit blessing,that of their biological father, who he'd earnestly,secretly and successfully tracked down but onlyfor this one specific purpose alone as no onewithin the family honestly wanted anythingfurther to do with him, and your expressauthorization too Pauline as your newman's locally accepted and generally acknowledgedinvolved relationship partner, faithfully wanted tolegally adopt the girls, drastically assuage andfinally heal the sense of estrangement thatthey were agonizingly experiencing atbeing in limbo over the constancy ofhaving a biological father who'dcallously abandoned them anddidn't care, and a surrogate one: immenselyresponsible, marvellously understandingand always there for them but whosepersonal rights regarding them as afather weren't just an unspecifiedmatter but lawfully as well weredisturbingly unclear; and thusin what through this altruisticmeasure he was assiduouslytrying to do was genuinelyand amiably balance theprogressive state of the


link, which apparentlyexisted between himas your decided onloving companionPauline and you. For everyone who knew of it, including the outstandingand tremendously conscientious, local Labour Partycouncillor for your area, Jo Lovelock to whom notonly your family but also its circumstances wereespecially well known, and who I see is now in2016 not only the leader of her party locallybut also that of Reading Borough Councilwhile continuing unsurprisingly to servethe electorate she represents and the general publictoo in the selfsame committed and conscionablemanner she has always done and in that regardalone causes me to truly believe that she isintensely blessed to have been fashionedin the same unparalleled mould as hernational Labour Party Leader JeremyCorbyn, all readily and with soundjustification Pauline congeniallyconcluded and encouraginglycommented on the genuineattachment which they'dperceptibly and equallyreceptively discernedand that intuitivelywas transparentlypresent betweenyour daughters,their dad, andyour partner. Life being what it is in Britain it seldom means thatwhat's being sensibly desired or even necessarilyrequired will always be allowed to happen. Soconscientiously and responsibly as was hisnature and in the given situation that youwere all in relative to the prospectiveand important realization of your


daughters' adoption by him, your partner witha studied conviction that was pragmaticallyconceived undertook to fully discuss theissue in hand of your daughters hopefuladoption with a highly recommendedand, as it conveniently happened,local firm of solicitors whoseparticular specializationwas family matters. However, the outcome of his in-depth discussionwith them ended up leaving him in no doubtwhatsoever and also devastated that hisambition to adopt Cathy and Traceywould be vigorously thwarted bythe court system that wasfurther compounded bya general, profoundlyentrenched and a distinctly racially motivatedmindset held by the magistrates and judgeswithin the exclusively white run courtsoperation that having non-white andespecially Black fathers, or evenmothers of colour, adoptingwhite children wasn't forthem an ideal prospectin any circumstance, however emotionally orsuitably attached these children and theirlikely substitute parents were to eachother, and bearing in mind also themarked negative connotations inrelation to the social fabric andconstructive cohesion of theUnited Kingdom. So ratherthan fighting a battle that in all possibilitycouldn't absolutely be won, if at all, itwould instead be much more rationaland to circumvent all distressing orunwarranted anguish on the partof your daughters and yourselfPauline to knock that preciseaspiration of adopting your


children decisively on thehead; that after key talkswith Cathy, Tracey andyou, your partner quiteplausibly, regrettably,But thoughtfully did. But life has to go on and this harshly impededexpectation cruelly suffered by the children,disappointing though it was for them, onlyserved to reinforce the already intensebond which freely and unreservedlyexisted between your partner anddaughters that largely owing totheir sterling and impressiveresilience quickly and admirably bounced backfrom their own enforced disappointment andcourageously embarked on the challengingbut resourceful task of optimistically andconfidently moving on in the interimwith their youthful lives under thecomprehensively guiding, andcorrespondingly subliminal,influential motivation, inrelation to their mutualand daily interactions,inspired in them byyour partner, theirobvious mentor,and the personthey joyfullyprized andabsolutelycheerfullydeclaredas theirONLYfather! Motivated both by their father and also from within thistwin-pronged assertive stance taken by Cathy andTracey also began to reap other constructive


dividends and not least so as regards theirmother Pauline. Previously not havingthroughout her life, and it was thesame for the girls too, set foot outside her hometownReading far less so the county of Berkshire thatReading is located within, now and thankssolely to her partner foreign paid for andadditionally lengthy vacations spentin previously unaffordable andnot used to holiday destinations in far awayplaces cloaked in all year round tropicalsunshine routinely in virtually everyway for Pauline and her children,and very much so through thecourtesy and generosity ofher partner and the girls'father, became theorder of the day. And it was the same from Pauline's educational perspective.For having initially and resolutely declined her partner'scasual but all the same purposeful suggestion that shemight care to get involved in the extra-curriculareducational project he had locally initiated,vigorously championed throughout itscontinuation and was transparentlyefficiently running, and besideswith both Cathy and Traceyprogressing by leaps andbounds educationally and in other respects toboot at their new school, Pauline not at alldesirous of being left behind began tothink there might be some valuablebenefit after all in her acquiringa bona fide education too; andhaving for the first time andof her own volition raised the matterof improving her education withher partner's assistance, as aresult of her deciding thatwas what she actuallywanted to do keenly


revised her earlierdecision and, bydoing so, alsochanged herown mind. Thrilled, very impressed and immensely encouraged allthe more by her straightforward decision relative herpositively upgrading her education, which in theinterim her partner had propitiously but alsoguardedly out of his genuine concern notto inadvertently give her the distinctlymistaken notion that he was craftilyputting any coercion on her to getthe requisite decision which hewanted and consequently to preclude that, evenafter her previous and resolute refusal to beeducationally implicated in what he wasdoing had secretly got in touch with anumber of progressive and standarduniversities on her behalf, rathereloquently outlined to them herparticular circumstances andconsiderable potential, theproject he was involvedin, and confidently outlined too that hecould create a worthy student of herif any of them had a mind to haveher; and in response delightedlyhad received from all of themtheir explicit agreement thatwere he in turn to deliveron what he'd promised,all of them would beready to accept youPauline on to anhonours degreeelement as anadult student. A year of devoted, intensive and comprehensivetutoring of you then Pauline by your partner


coupled with a reciprocal appreciation ofand your own commitment to what hewas conscientiously doing gainfullysaw you through this demandingbut all the same commendableendeavour you had willingly embarked upon,and following the conclusion of the formalUCAS clearing house procedure that allprospective university students mustofficially go through the aforesaiduniversities which your partnerhad formerly contacted plusa couple more of them hadindividually and officiallyproffered you a place attheir establishment tobegin the instigationof your undeniablylife transformingundergraduateUni-training. But this social and quite promising upliftment on your partPauline wasn't without its unwarranted and deprecatoryimpediments, with your father for one openly damningwhat you'd done and making it absolutely clear thatno way should you be going to university; since asfar as he was concerned a woman's place was inthe home permanently caring for her husband and children,and with your pie in the sky and attendant irresponsiblenotions about achieving an education it was hardlysurprising then that your former husband - yourdivorce by then had officially gone through -had left you for another woman. While inthe meantime your neighbours on thecouncil estate where you lived quitecruelly ridiculed your universityaspirations, considering themfrom their own constrainedand a discernible lack oftheir self-progressionaspirations as you


vainly essayingto be sociallyabove yourparticularstation. Even the bailiff who thankfully it did appear hadn't a clueregarding your impending university commencementelse in all probability he would have got those whowere employing him to sequester what meagreassets you had together with your universitystudent's grant - this by the way was theepoch long before students' loans wereever conceived let alone inaugurated - to pay off someat least of the enormous HP debts that you and yourformer husband had quite improvidently run up,sporadically kept on calling at your house aswas his stipulated remit no doubt althoughrealistically expecting nowt financiallyfrom you, as he evidently and ratherinjudiciously still thought that youwere still on DHS remittances asyour solitary redoubt followingyour husband's abandonmentof you and the children; andwhich was something thatneither you Pauline noryour partner were theleast predisposed toapprise him about! Reading University just three miles distance from whereyou then lived Pauline readily accepted you for a placethere but you politely turned down their offer afterclarifying to your partner that you didn't want togive your detractors further ammunition, as itwere, to fire in your direction as an apparentto them social turncoat with affected ideassocially that in their eyes were manifestlyabove your station and commensuratelytheirs too as it happened. Since several of them likewisesingle parent moms from the same council estate or


neighbouring ones were longstanding recipientscompletely on social security benefits of onekind or another that some of them covertly,and often out of necessity, supplementedwith black market activities and hencedidn't want you being pointed to bythe snoops of the Social SecurityDepartment as some kind of a role model which theycould all emulate while personally viewing themnegatively. And for these basically convolutedreasons and also because you still had to liveamong these people Pauline you shrewdlysteered clear of moving to the universityin your hometown Reading and chosein its place to be an undergrad at theCity of London University where,on a regular basis, you wouldn'tbe so visibly in their faces, as itwere, but generally speakingwould be diplomatically inthe given and worrisomecircumstances, be trulyand consequently lessprovocatively, it wasclear, in their way! However it was an agreed decision that meant your partnerwould now be primarily responsible for looking after thechildren's welfare for example: getting them up in themorning, preparing their breakfast - no need for anypacked lunches as they had their midday meals atschool - meticulously but jovially supervisingtheir preparation for school, after that takingthem there and naturally fetching them fortheir return journey home when their school day wasover; and in this overall process fulfilling everyother expedient role in between that a lovingand caring father instinctively, to the bestof his ability, with the utmost sinceritythat he's humanly capable, and alsoas someone who is always thereand as a result intuitively does


for every dependent chargethat rewardingly for himrests within the ambitof his devoted care. And in the midst of all this you were neither overlookednor ever forgotten Pauline; for while making sure thatundisturbed you unfailingly had the maximum timepossible allotted for your university studies yourpartner additionally, willingly offered, agreed,and with your receptive backing undertookto assist you in every way that he couldacademically and supportively, andfrom then on painstakingly and most diligently efficientlycarried on helping out with your studies. Then to amplyassist this accommodating strategy and process time-wise and also in terms of any required adjustmentcontingent on your daily travelling to and fromLondon positively and practically made surethat on your return home, and in the mostfavourably relaxing circumstances andapproving environment manageable,that a suitably cooked, nutritionaland appetizing meal was alwaysready and waiting for you onthe table, and appropriatelyas well that there were nohousehold odd jobs stillpending and logicallywaiting to be done. A splendid option all round and made possible by yourpartner's welcomed innovations: like him for examplemoving in with you and the children although he'drather judiciously decided to still keep his ownplace; a situation which per the Departmentof Health and Social Security's rules insitu would not only have specificallyforbidden him from cohabiting with you in your homein view of your status as a recipient of social securitybenefits but also negatively and very significantlytoo affect your social security payments if these


said regulations were knowingly to the DHScontravened. However with your changedsocial and economic statuses now thoseof a full-time student at university andfurthermore in receipt of a statutory Local EducationAuthority grant this transformed situation on yourpart of you no longer a "National State BenefitRecipient Employee" Pauline, that decisivelyestablished DHS constraining and besidesall-encompassing prohibition predictably,understandably, most welcomingly andnow rationally; no longer, neither foryou Pauline nor your partner, hadany officially permitted or cometo that restricted authorization. But just as leopards never change their spots withsome human beings, and you're sadly one ofthem Pauline, old habits die hard; and withyour partner now living almost full timewith you and the children unspecifiedand vigilantly concealed incidents,shall we say, willing occasionedby you Pauline and that beforeand understandably didn't register with yourpartner because you made absolutely surethey were out of the way, entirely underthe radar of his intimate observation orelse given that you knew impeccablywell that trusting you as he plainlydid he wouldn't be acting in anydistrustful fashion by lookingout for them, as quite simplyhe wasn't the sort of person to do anythinglike that with no sound reason, none theless gradually and puzzlingly for himand particularly ill-starred for youunanticipated things now beganto sink into his consciousness.Which however you wilfully and ratherduplicitously in your deftly construedSiren scenario to his conspicuously


involuntary Jasonesque situationdid everything in your powerin these totally unexpectedand potentially damagingcircumstances for yourrelationship, to ensurethat this likely threatto it, and especiallyfrom the viewpointof the girls you'dextremely bewail,would not attainany real chanceto ever prevail. © Stanley V. Collymore1 February 2016. Author's Remarks:This poem and its associated articles were conceived and written in January 2016for publication on the 1 February 2016 but were subsequently deliberatelywithheld by me for a number of salient reasons that really don't concern you butwere and still are important to me. And both the poem and its accompanyingarticles, now published a year later and fittingly on the 1st February 2017, arespecifically dedicated to Pauline Cassidy and her accomplices. Usually I comment on the poems and other literary work I write and publish. Ishan't this time however, as some things are beyond the pale and I mostcertainly do not only have my red lines over which I shan't under anycircumstance gratuitously or otherwise cross - and frankly have never done so inthe past - but also similarly and quite significantly I neither appreciate nor wouldI contemplate for a solitary moment living in the sewers of perceptibledegeneracy which considerable numbers of other people seemingly andthoroughly enjoy experiencing and even relish in permanently doing! But you,whether you willingly choose to or not and totally with my utmost indifference,are completely at liberty to either dismissively ignore or else form your ownopinion on that matter; and that too is of no significance to me. For in this specific case I'm just the chronicler of this poem and theseaccompanying articles, fully cognizant of all the pertinent facts, and consequentlyam not the arbiter of your personal judgement; a position I've no aspirant desire


of undertaking or any intention whatsoever of ever aspiring to becoming. Stanley Collymore


A Core Issue The Bible says that Eve, at the instigation of a wilysnake, seduced Adam who she then persuaded to eather apple and for his impertinence or altruisticgesture, depending on how you view the matter,the snake as indeed all of his descendants,were henceforth condemned to crawlon their bellies making them thefirst living creatures ever to beofficially and disapprovinglyslapped with a communualand ongoing ASBO. A particularly harsh punishment, when carefullyscrutinized, for bringing some much neededjoie de vie into Adam’s daily and evidentlyboring existence and without whichpresumably none of us would behere - at least not in the formwe are – devoid of the selfless action ofthe snake. For without the snake’s judiciousintervention - having obviously first andquite naturally demonstrated to Eve what it wasall about - Adam would still have been totallyignorant of the facts of life and what his manlyduties entailed. A neglect that would havebeen catastrophic for human kind. So let’s hear it for the snake; and rather thancondemn and even demonize him and his kind celebrateinstead his entrepreneurial flair and sexualinitiative in getting Eve to recognizethe value of her apple, whilesimultaneously encouraging herfortitude in convincinglypersuading Adam,although somewhatbelatedly, toeat it.


Stanley Collymore


A Crucial Turning Point! It wasn’t my intention to fall in love with you oranyone else come to that, and although it mightsound conceited or even disrespectful tomention it, it wasn’t at all what I reallyhad in mind; which was that I wasquite happy with the way thatmy life has been and thereforesaw no logical reason forchanging things from theway they comfortably stood.But obviously I’d not factored into thisemotive equation the incredible powerof love or the unlikely possibility ofmeeting someone like you who’dsuccessfully, positively and evensignificantly influence myprior and seemingly fixedopinion on matters oflove and, as it looks,do so for good! Stanley Collymore


A Death Wish And Its Final Solution! By Stanley Collymore I'm here patiently waiting for a much desired comingfrom you but instead of you appearing I'm routinelyleft pessimistically wondering when, or even ifyou'll show up. A massive kick in the teethis how I see it, clearly bearing in mind itneed not be this way; and I'm explicitly referring to theinexplicable manner in which you're obviously andquite irresponsibly behaving. As I'm earnestlyin favour of dying and have been for someconsiderable time now, and as you'rewell aware from the outset of thisirreversible realization on mypart have always with youGod made my decisionon this matter quiteabundantly andopenly clear. So if you're the compassionate and forbearingGod Almighty you deliberately pacify yourbelievers into not only thinking but, onyour part as well, claiming you are,what's the problem then that youare so visibly grappling withwhen it comes to me? Someone who is sick todeath of being on this Earth, is additionallyfed up to the back teeth with what on adaily basis I consistently observe isconstantly going on everywherearound me; while at the sametime absolutely appalled bythe completely deceptiveand mendacious doublestandards augmentedby the unhamperedhypocrisy whichexemplifies the


currency thatdrives theunethicalpoliticalsystemwe alas aremade tolivein. An inadequate state of affairs that unfavourably compelsordinary men and women, who in order to earn even ahalf-decent living straightaway find that they haveno substitute but to unenthusiastically subjugatethemselves to this insidious option of a takeit or leave it requirement which they'reintimidatingly given. And with me personally beingthe principled and unquestionably plain-speakingindividual you indisputably know that I am insuch circumstances, I'd rather be dead Godthan have to carry on living. So why thendon't you just pull your fingers out ofyour Celestial Bottom God, and let'sjointly, civilly get this death showthat's crucial to me on the road? © Stanley V. Collymore24 May 2017. Author's Remarks:Death is an inevitability of life that all of us, in one way or another, willeventually encounter whether we like the idea of it happening to us or not. Sofretting needlessly about it or becoming wearisomely obsessed or depressedabout it isn't going to make an iota of difference to that divine timetable, if one isreligious, or the Nature inscribed one, if that person is not, that was calculatedlydevised and consciously implemented in the case of each one of us, that beganwith our biological conception and thereafter instantaneously went into operationthe very moment that each of us was born. But because that prescription has been decreed for our individual life it doesn'tautomatically mean that we must slavishly concur with it or that life under any


circumstance is a far better situation to be in than death. I personally don'tbelieve, not even for a solitary moment, that glib explanation of life and wouldlike to believe as well that no right thinking, logical, sensible or intelligent persondoes either. Stanley Collymore


A Declaration Of Love I’ve given you the present of lifeMy darling child; now do meThe honour of doingSomething trulymeaningfulwith it! Stanley Collymore


A Dyke's Sexual Preferences Over Heterosexuality?What An Absurd Insanity! By Stanley Collymore How could you be so churlish and insensitive towards me to actas you're doing now in relation to us having sex together andregularly as was customary between the two of us knowingperfectly well as you do that I'm exceedingly partial tosexual intercourse, which is an obsession with mewhen it relates to you, and as you've constantlyknown, and no less so from the very start ofour mutually engaged in - both physicallyand emotionally- sexually reciprocal,turbulently hot blooded, no holdsbarred and a most thoroughlyrewarding, carnal liaison? You who from the very beginning of this sexual tryst that'sbeen happening reciprocally between the two of us andentirely enlivened by what we were jointly embarkedupon and joyfully experiencing; and what is moremost stimulatingly and delightfully with yourenthusiastic encouragement, unbridled andcomprehensive furtherance physically aswell as emotionally in relation to whatwe were cooperatively doing whileadditionally on your part you in your responsiveexcitement knowingly and appreciatively butalso humorously dubbing me "Mr Semen",teasingly, in the process, saying that youseriously couldn't think of any better ormore appropriate way for two entirelycompos mentis, thoroughly sexuallywilling and distinctly heterosexualhuman beings to beyond all doubtpermanently cement a searinglyhot and ardent physical unionas that which was obviouslyand naturally occurring in


analogous circumstancesrelating to you and me. All that, then to now completely out of the blue and mostirrationally after all the several years that you've beenvoluntarily and reassuringly telling me and matchingyour words with unstinting wantonness and whollyunrestrained lust that you've become a dedicatedfeminist and consequently in the process of thistheoretically enlightened transformation earnestly feel thatit's both incumbent on you, and also imperative too, thatyou switch to being a lesbian? No rational explanationthat I can see for this, far less so any consultation orany deemed necessary with me, pertaining to thisoversight it would seem - and at this juncture inyour life of you being a mother and a wife -of you wanting to and furthermore patentlydesirous of turning into a bloody Dyke; adone and thoroughly dusted finalizationon your egocentric part of a stringentlyunilateral situation which leaves mewith an inconsolable broken heart,and that's supposed to be alright? © Stanley V. Collymore14 February 2017. Author's Remarks:Doubtlessly there will be many who'll sanctimoniously and viciously say and evenactually firmly believe that it's a woman's inalienable and God-given right as wellas her undoubted privilege to have a complete and absolutely unchallenged sayand control not only over her body but also her legitimately implemented sexualrelations and I wholeheartedly agree and fully endorse that statement, althoughdoing so on thoroughly objective and logical grounds rather than absolutely andwholly implausibly, for me, of ever jumping gratuitously on any populous orirrationally unthinking bandwagon which expediently and supportably fits into theself-serving agendas and self-centred ends of the vociferous fraternity of inuredQueers and Dykes with their own individual and/or collective axes to grind. That said, however, when that identical even though hypotheticallyaforementioned woman voluntarily, knowingly, enthusiastically and avidly enters


and subsequently wholeheartedly engages in what from the outset of thatpersonal relationship was always intended to be and accordingly wasenergetically transformed into a reciprocally harmonious understanding of howthey both seriously intended and keenly required for their shared association witheach other to be, only for one half of that relationship to subjectively and withoutany foreknowledge to their partner of what they were contemplating, saw norequirement to acquaint their partner of what they were actually thinking far lessso engage with them in any conversation or discussion over the matter nowdividing them, but instead rather arbitrarily and unilaterally adopted a mostdetermined and inflexible position over an issue with decidedly transformingconsequences and even a profoundly detrimental character in relation to whathad always previously and unquestionably been thought of and firmlyacknowledged on both sides as an enduring and highly beneficial relationship. Now this! Coming completely and most shockingly out of the blue and fromsomeone who is a biological mother, always wanted to be, and most cruciallywithin the conventional bounds - as it was self-confidently emphasized and quiteunambiguously understood at the time - of a relationship founded entirely on theprinciples of heterosexuality. So why should treachery, for that's what it is, andparticularly in such circumstances be rewarded with submissive indulgence? Stanley Collymore


A Fit Of Madness Childhood, adolescence and the thrillingyears of early adulthood were all quiteexcellent to me; then most bafflingand somewhat bizarrely really, Ijust went and literally screwedall that up by optimisticallygetting involved in, of allthings, the hazardousstate of matrimony. Stanley Collymore


A Foreseen Tragedy How can I ever convince you in words whichyou will clearly understand that I love youas deeply as any other red-blooded manpossibly could, when you persist indoubting me the way you do? WHY? Never allowing me or the great store of loveI have within me to ever meaningfullytouch you, as I’d hope it would;or even get the chanceto have a look in? Stanley Collymore


A Good Mix My weaknesses are nullifiedby your strengths – yoursby my appreciativeunderstanding ofwhat you’redoing! Stanley Collymore


A Journey Of Discovery Once we were total strangers; our individualexistences entirely unknown to each otherand our separate lives complete worlds apart;yet from that first encounter, not by anymeans the easiest of situations, hasdeveloped an interesting andmutually rich meeting of minds,which has gradually led to aharmonious serenade of reassurancebetween us and an exceptionallystrong empathy of the heart. © Stanley V. Collymore7 July 2001. Stanley Collymore


A Journey Of Unintended Consequences By Stanley Collymore It wasn’t supposed to happen; a routine, by all accountsgiven the circumstances, quite ordinary day for me asI sat on a bus increasingly being crammed on routewith passengers heading for a day’s outing ata popular southern English seaside resort;while for my part it was business asusual as I was on my way toanother journalisticassignment. Then on one of its scheduled stops you boarded the busaccompanied by a young lad approximately 10 yearsold and who as the bus continued its journeyconcomitant with the telltale evidence ofemotional bonding and obvious signsof unassuming motherly love andtactile though not in the leastoverbearing physical protectionwithin the ambit of that mass ofhuman souls standing around theboth of you I realisticallyconcluded that youwere his mother. Fortuitously as the bus continued its journeyrecurrently it seemed acting as an ongoingrepository for yet more people comingon board at each stop that it madethis onwards thrust of humanbeings inextricably sweptyou and your son to avantage location whereyou were both nowstanding nextto me. Secretly, I’d watched you from the moment you boarded


the bus and was deeply impressed by everything aboutyou that I observed; now I acted much more boldlyand was delightfully heartened by the fact thatas you became intentionally sensitive to thisyou equally displayed reassuring signs ofa reciprocal interest in me, evoking anenjoyably mutual chemistry whicheven in the public surroundingsof that overcrowded bus wasastonishingly perceptiblebetween the two of us. The die had beencast; our souls had become one withexpectations enlivened, while anew vista smilingly beckonedus both with the thrillingprospect of falling inlove at first sight! © Stanley V. Collymore5 September 2013. Stanley Collymore


A Modern Heterosexual Woman Strikes Back! By Stanley Collymore How could you have been so remiss, not even trying to kiss mewhen quite evidently I'd expectantly, secretly, yes desperatelytoo, and rather earnestly, I don't for second mind admitting,wanted you to? Alright, I readily confess I do privatelyunderstand that you were scrupulously behaving likethe consummate and honourable gentleman whichyou recognizably are and charmingly wanted tocommunicate to me that you were. But evenso, you certainly, I believe, could not havebeen unaware from my evident body language when I wasalone with you, how desperately keen I was for you todo well, what a red-blooded man juxtaposed withan equally hormonally-excited woman in hiscompany and fortunately for her togetherwith him in the right circumstances,which we demonstrably were, isuniversally envisioned to do. So your chivalrous circumspection regarding me was whollyunnecessary, you see. For I'm most explicitly a modern,vibrant and deeply passionate woman in totality - notone of those patently metropolitan, genderless andcharacterless British clones for females - andaccordingly, someone who therefore clearlyunderstands and fully accepts her genderrole and its associated sexuality, is as aresult completely and most unapologetically at ease with bothof them, and accordingly I'll have no compunction or anyreservations whatever given half the chance of doingso, I voluntarily confess, to pleasurably expressingand absolutely utilizing them, if I can, with theright man, who in this instance just happensto be you! So having freely, unaffectedlyand forthrightly outlined my personaland undiluted sexual remit to you,what are you now, prospectiveparamour of mine prepared


to do about it this time? © Stanley V. Collymore14 September 2017. Author's Comments:From metropolitan London right across the entire United Kingdom the troublingscourge of genderless Dykeism and Queerism calamitously blights the highlyendangered landscape of normal heterosexual sexuality in every conceivableway. A bane that societally not only in the body politic, governance and the variouslaw and order apparatuses of our country universally among them but is alsoperniciously and progressively with its concertedly deployed, ruthlessly utilizedand as well proselytizing mantra egregiously contaminating the UK's schoolenvironment and accordingly the minds of millions of effectively trapped,exceedingly vulnerable and unquestionably discernibly impressionable Britishschool children. But, for all that, this superficially successful but all the same spurious system ofdeterminedly and damagingly coercive indoctrination that unsurprisingly, despiteits noxious nature, rather incredibly, inescapably fails to register with theplethora of unthinking, mindless and Reality-TV aficionados of this sort of thingwithin British society, and is similarly permitted to go on unchallenged even bycustomarily sentient and intelligent parents of these same endangered children,fearful of voicing their logical concerns about the way in which Britain isunhappily developing societally in case they're viciously or dismissively roundedupon and fraudulently in this populously contrived and scrupulously engineeredenvironment of hostile intolerance virulently denounced as homophobic, is to saythe least a monumental travesty of everything that is either sane orcommonsensical. For how idiotic can these morons get? As that overused word strictly andetymologically means absolutely nothing and shouldn't even exist. For thegenesis of its two salient parts: homo and phobia, both of them of Latin andGreek origin, and with identical meanings in both these languages, are distinctlyfrom an etymological, erudite and learned perspective unambiguously clear; withhomo representing humanity or basically mankind and phobia unarguably an"irrational fear". So how is it conceivable then for anybodyacknowledging himself or herself be a human being to then rather ridiculouslyaccuse another human being of, in essence, sexually entertaining and


furthermore intentionally proselytizing "an irrational fear" of someoneof their own species, namely another human being? That would equally be asridiculous as some similar idiots accusing a Black person of being Blackphobic ora white individual as Whitephobic because either of these two given examplesdared to criticize the sexually deviant conduct of members of their own specificrace. It just doesn't add up or carries any logical discernment as regards anyone with afunctioning brain in his or her head, and what's more is totally bereft of allcommon sense. But that said, who could ever realistically accuse theseproselytizing Dykes and Queers of ever possessing any such thing? And while it'sundoubtedly an uphill battle for all genuine heterosexuals out there, of the twonatural, conventional and now much disparaged genders, across the length andbreadth of Britain, all I shall say is keep your cool, stick to either your religious ormoral principles on this specific and its related issues, in the full knowledge thatlike an obnoxious and all pervasive stench from a malfunctioning sewerage worksit'll unproductively go away. For who ever heard of two Dykes, whatever powerfulpositions they societally hold, or two Queers, for that matter, ever likely throughtheir joint sexual deviances physically adding in numerical terms to the humanrace and its arithmetical progression? And on that note M'lord I rest my case. A most sincere and an appreciatively commendable tribute, this article and poemof the same name, to my female, of course, German Partner and all thepreceding and heterosexual ladies globally who've been in my life at one time oranother. Stanley Collymore


A New Awakening Like the golden sun rays soothinglyCaressing the dew-dropped flowers toLife at sunrise you too have calmlyAwaken me from my slumberOf disquiet to reassuringlyHerald a new dawn inMy dormant life. Stanley Collymore


A New Year’s Prayer By Stanley Collymore Almighty God as a new year dawns and the present onemarches inexorably on to its close and inevitablyinto the permanent archives of the past closelyaccompanied by the revered or otherwisebest forgotten memories of events thatonce, either profoundly for some orperfunctorily for others, affected ourrespective lives during their current reign, werespectfully beseech your divine intercessionas we hope and pray communally, both nationallyand globally, that we can and will mutuallyagree to work assiduously andcooperatively to ensure a much betterfuture; comprising one that is morejust, equitable and realisticallyoffers a much fairer chanceof individual success, theattainment of greaterprosperity, and thereality of personalempowermentto everyoneof us. And that in terms of the detrimental forces of disunityand negativity that for far too long have seriouslyimpaired our judgements and blighted ourlives considerably, we’ll learn toearnestly do our very best toeffectively set about jettisoning and dispensing withthem until we’ve removed their menacing evilfrom our psyche and, collectively as thehuman race, ceaselessly persevere tomake quite sure that within ourmidst no traces of their earlierpresence or any suggestionthat they once existed will


either be recognized,allowed to carryon or remain.Amen! © Stanley V. Collymore18 December 2013. Observation:Laziness, cowardice and a nurtured indifference that is itself spawned by fear,whether real, imagined or contrived, that the individual might be personallydisadvantaged were he or she to challenge or depart from the official andaccepted narrative of how they should behave or go about doing things and thenoften and conveniently using that conclusion to avoid having to stand up and beseriously counted on moral, social, political, economic or religious issues is ablinkered approach which can and does impact negatively and even disastrouslyon the lives of people globally or those in one’s country. And clearly knowing this to be the case yet still carry on, adamantly refusing todo anything to constructively alleviate some or all of these needlessly imposedafflictions, is an attitude that is beyond the pale; constituting in my opinion thepersonification of selfishness as well as the most egregious, odious and the worstkind of human betrayal there is! The remedy for which is, of course, in ourindividual hands. Stanley Collymore


A Personal Tribute To The Welsh Diva Empress HerMajesty Shirley Bassey! By Stanley Collymore Actually I shouldn't be as dismayed as I am nor come tothat ought any other sensible, intelligent and clearlyrational person either, as things presently stand,but all the same we're nevertheless evidentlyconcerned by the rather ludicrous, risibleand patently vainglorious procession ofwhat we're told, and then ad nauseum persistentlyreminded of as though we're retarded children,are outstandingly and essentially in societalterms state of the art celebrity figures by aclosely knit, decidedly subjective coterie,and collectively, a self-appointed andin every respect an unrepresentativeconsortium of utterly self-servingand absolutely unreliable carpetbagging shakers and movers. Persons: generally businessmen or women who obviouslyhave their financial and other personal vested intereststo carefully consider and safeguard, but who even sodon't mind at all proceeding with their monetaryendeavours without the least regard that whatthey're habitually, fraudulently, avariciouslyand self-centredly flogging is nothing more than thecrass utilization of minimal talent, if any to beginwith in the preliminary situation, encapsulatedin media streams of concerted and distinctlypropagandistic fiction that is then adroitlypackaged as an exclusive brand for thesystematically hedonistic gratificationof a primarily uncultured following. Very much a current trend unfortunately but reflectively itwasn't always so, as I well know! For there was a timewhen genuine talent like yours our Empress Shirley


could be readily discerned, warmly embraced in amutually exciting and pleasurable environmentof realistic and justifiable expectations whilebeing proficiently, encouragingly and fittingly honedin the cauldron of artistic brilliance; and accountsfor why, plus the outstandingly proud Welshtradition of melodious singing that you'vebeen nurtured in, you're unquestionablythe matchless Welsh, Diva Empress,we all of us everlastingly respectand genuinely love, your MostGracious and regal Majesty;the unparalleled and theexpressively peerlessMs Shirley Bassey! © Stanley V. Collymore28 May 2016. Stanley Collymore


A Proud Corbyn Fan And My Retort To The FetidStench Of British Politics! By Stanley Collymore Theresa May cynically sat on her closet Dyke ass straddlingthe fence of studied indecision claiming when she botheredto say anything vaguely of significance, which wasn'toften or much, that she was in Camp Remain relativethat is to the EU Referendum campaign. JeremyCorbyn meanwhile voluntarily toured theUnited Kingdom robustly taking inextensive areas of the country,and in doing so openly and quite honestlygave to those whom he met and amicablyspoke with his frank evaluation ofthe benefits and demerits ofthe European Union. Suggesting in his refreshingly candid and immenselyenlightening discourse with them that with muchneeded sensible and constructive reforms theclearly deleterious status of the EuropeanUnion could be formally, revolutionarilyand significantly beneficially mouldedinto something far more positivelytangible and enduring than what it basicallyis, namely an economic operation - bythoughtfully becoming in addition agenuinely democratic and to itsmultiple and diverse populationsa creditably accountablepolitical institution. Now no one remotely deemed to beeither an intelligent or impartialperson with even the mildestawareness of how theEuropean Union currentlyfunctions could seriously


or impartially in any ofthe aforementionedcircumstances findany fault with what JeremyCorbyn had honourably done; for interms of any acts of prevarication,misrepresentation, fabrication,the falsification of facts orany evidence of outrightor even disingenuouslying by him, thereis evidently none! But of course if you're mentally as well asphysiologically someone who not onlyintrinsically belongs to a throng ofdemented troglodytes andaccordingly behave likewhat you actually are:a proselytizing Nazi-Zionist, YidQueer like Peter Mandelson,a facile, lacking in self-worthand overcompensating forthat by being an inveteratepsychopath of the odiouscalibre of Alastair Campbell;a testosterone driven salacious Dyke likeAngela Eagle conjoined with inured andmenopausal paedophiles like TessaJewell, Margaret Beckett, PatriciaHewitt, Margaret Hodge andHarriet Harman among aloathsome consortium of other white lowlife scum and all of them in additionbarbaric war criminals and quitecontemptible mass murderers,it's scarcely surprising thenthat these evidently tenebrousblood sucking vampires areshit scared of and thereforecan't stand the dazzlingillumination, political


as well as otherwise,which is morally aswell as physicallyillustrated by ourJeremy Corbyn. © more8 August 2016. Author's Comments:It's an undeniable fact that's glaring obvious and moreover one that ought to beurgently and satisfactorily addressed for the salutary benefit of Britain and allthose who reside in it but which, however, is either conveniently overlooked inthe vain hope it'll become dormant or otherwise simply disappear of its ownaccord; brainlessly dismissed as a leftist and intentionally detrimentallyconstrued conspiracy theory to harm the good name of the United Kingdom;asininely accepted as the transformational birth pangs of a vibrantly new butwholly unorthodox society; or just as idiotically unthinkingly dismissed as just thefertile figment of other peoples' fanciful imaginings. The stark reality though, regardless of what illusory or diversionary spin is put onit by an inured coterie of debauched spin doctors of the odious calibre of the likesof Alastair Campbell, Britain is nevertheless a decadently sick society, analogousin real life terms to a terminally ill cancer patient on life support, and theincredibly preposterous thing is that the powers that be are either toonarcissistically wrapped up in their graspingly avaricious, gaudy and licentiousway of life: Queerism, Dykeism and Paedophilia among these specific aspects ofit that need to be mentioned, to really bother about anyone else other thanthemselves, or else are too dense in both intellectual and basic commonsensicalterms and thus in every regard possible wholly incapable of even running theproverbial bath! And it's these lowlife and utterly contemptible specimens of so-called humanity indeleterious cahoots with verminous, perniciously evil and rapaciously blood-sucking vampires like lecherous octogenarian and arch-Zionist Rupert Murdochassiduously accompanied by similarly vile octogenarian and massive tax evadersDavid and Frederick Barclay who between them, but unfortunately from theobjective and genuinely professional perspective of the Fourth Estate, controlhuge chunks of the British media and consequently like the intransigent, noxiousand repulsive stewards that they are gleefully oversee, while at the same timeavidly and commercially promoting in the most manipulatively espousal fashion


among the untutored and cap-doffing to their alleged social betters in Britainsycophantic masses the rampant degeneracy that's now characteristic of theUnited Kingdom. An onerous and absolutely debilitating decadence that is undeniably every bit asharmful societally as it is pervasively and consequently is unremorsefully norespecter of persons whether they're old or young. The kind of dastardly andsickeningly stomach-churning situation abhorred by ordinary decent folk butthoroughly beloved and enthusiastically embraced by the Labtory interlopersinside the British Parliamentary Labour Party, their likeminded and repulsive so-called party grandees - in short a bunch of old farts who ought long for all theharm they've consistently done over the years to have been pushing up daisies insome vandalized cemetery - and in actual effect the whole array of antediluvianslime balls liberally ensconced within the privileged confines of both the main andalso the fringe UK political parties. And this as I'm pretty sure you're all well aware my fellow Corbynistas is thestark reality that our principled, morally unimpeachable and almost saintly leaderJeremy Corbyn, nevertheless unwarrantedly, implausibly, incessantly andfraudulently under attack by an unbridled posse of culpably debased andpathologically lying detractors and antagonists with their own sick agenda to fulfilhas to confront. Pointless hurdles unquestionably for him to surmount but wellwithin the full grasp and capability of our Jeremy - an absolutely amazing andunique man! For as sure as the threatening and disturbing darkness of night iseventually eclipsed by the dazzling brightness of the rising dawn our political,social and economic doom will likewise be obliterated by Jeremy Corbyn! Stanley Collymore


A Puzzling Dilemma Is it really possible for a year to have started off asbadly as this one and, more to the point, shouldit have done? Had anyone said to me prior toits onset that this is how it would be I wouldhave upbraided them for being paranoid.Yet everything I do regardless of themeticulous care I expend and thescrupulous precautions I take toavoid foreseeable and even improbableproblems which may occur, I always endup having to confront one calamitoussituation after another; why so? Iwish I knew, for at least I couldthen realistically hope toconvince the moronsinvolved, as I’vedone with myself,that I’m notgoing mad! Stanley Collymore


A Rainbow In The Sky I want to paint a massive and quite picturesque rainbowin the sky not as a warning sign of any inclementweather to come or the after effects of such,but simply as a personal expression ofmy enduring love for you and aprominently visible and tangiblesign both to yourself and therest of the world of justhow vitally importantyou are and willcontinue to bein my life. Stanley Collymore


A Rare Kind Of Love It’s quite possible, I know, to love morethan once and do so in many differentways; but my love for you is uniqueand grows stronger by the day.For it’s fashioned from the verybest of other loves: a rare kind –whether in the dispensing orthe actual receiving of it –that occurs only oncein one’s life time. © Stanley V. Collymore15 December 1997. Stanley Collymore


A Real Winner To fail having done your best isn’tsomething to be ashamed of atall – however, to win just byrelying on your naturalability alone is notthe hallmark ofany genuinesuccess. Stanley Collymore


A Seduction Deftly Devised. Coition ArdentlySustained And Expertly Delivered! By Stanley Collymore I really had to hand it to you, you know, when quite surprisinglyto me but nevertheless very courageously for you and mostcharmingly too, remarkably elegant and of your own freevolition you confidently walked out on to the intimatelylaid out and nearly packed dance floor that appealinglygraced the rather exclusive, Tunisian, holiday hotelwhich we were both at the same time fortunatelyguests at and persuasively announced quite seductively thatyou'd made your way to where you then were in order tospecifically dance with me. All this notwithstanding thefact that we hadn't met before and essentially in everyconceivable way therefore, were complete strangersto each other one could honestly say. Clearly thena most deliberate but all the same an absolutelyinnovative decision on your part that instantlyand imaginatively set in action the requisitesituation not only for what was our initialintroduction to each other but also stablylaid down a substantial foundation forwhat before long would pleasurablyand mutually become an ongoingand a distinctly ardent physicalassignation; but similarly tooa thoroughly thrilling and amanifestly unforgettablecerebral experience formyself and also you! © Stanley V. Collymore15 December 2016. Author's Remarks:For the enterprising group of European continental holidaymakers - circa 1December 2006-March 2007 - who against the exhilarating environment of a


very enlivening and thoroughly pleasurable Tunisian vacation made our severalrespective, and most definitely my own, an immensely enjoyable and an entirelyunforgettable occasion; and in this energizing process set a welcome precedentfor subsequent Tunisian assignations. To you all have a Merry Christmas, a Happy New Year, a splendidcommemorative and, of course, a fabulously ongoing and a strictly heterosexual(what else?) 10th Anniversary Celebration Year! Stanley Collymore


A Sensible Solution To The Perennial Conundrum OfPointless Coition That's Then Confused With Love! By Stanley Collymore I always knew, and actually from the very first moment that I sawyou, that you were unquestionably that special one for me. Howdid I know that with such convincing surety? Quite simpleactually; and this is how! My maternal Grandmother: avery astute, highly intelligent. thoroughly loving inthe absolute traditional sense and total meaningof that word and an accomplishedly worldlywise and pragmatic lady, knowingly andmost prescient-mindedly when I entered my puberty yearshad from a very well informed perspective on her part,and as both of us heartily in response to her remarks,undoubtedly and convincingly impressed upon me,impulsively convulsed into tears of laughter thatif my heart, my head and my penis were of thesame conjointly agreed accord in matters ofpersonal romance I should unhesitatinglybut even so sagaciously take the chanceor given opportunity to investigate the genuine possibilityof getting involved with that person. However, underno circumstance if these three crucial entities: mypenis, my heart and my head, the latter throughthe faculty of my brain, weren't in faultlesssync with each other I ought realisticallyto cautiously refrain from assuming itwas suitable let alone clever takinginto my personal life that femaleas a lover far less so as a wife! © Stanley V. Collymore24 March 2017. Authors Remarks:My eternal and gracious thanks to you Gran for being the principal andinstrumentally influential mentor, confidante, enduring friend, consoler in times


of personal stress or difficulties in my life and the consummate advisor you haveaccordingly always been to me. Someone who has always and willingly beenthere for me and specifically whenever I needed you most and who I not onlyknew I could dependably count on you but just as assuredly would never let medown. And just a few of the millions of just reasons that I profoundly and mostenthusiastically love you. All this intellectually and sensibly complemented by admirable advice from youthat has always stood me in good stead. As hypocrisy and double standards socommonplace nowadays have never been your thing nor the sorts of things youwould ever have any truck with; nor are they mine having always had theexcellent teacher in you to guide me and that you have at all times been tosensibly and objectively outline what these cancerous and malignant evils are allabout. So thank you Gran for massively assisting in making my life what it is having hadit vastly enriched by all you've done for me, and thus enabling me to be theconfident and self-assured person, both professionally and personally in myprivate life, that through your sterling efforts, love and devotion I have gratefullybecome. And significantly too my German Partner who has reciprocally becomethat 'Special One'. Stanley Collymore


A Spectacular Choice The Cardinals have spoken, their voices giving electionto a new Pope on whose shoulders the responsibility:spiritually and ethically, of global Roman Catholicismfirmly rests. And amid the celebrations, and my owncongratulations, to the marked departure from theEurocentric manner in which most previousPontiffs were routinely elected, I say withdeep pride and unabashed admiration, inrelation to the papal elevation of thishumble, most worthy and JesuitArgentinian: “God bless andcounsel you Cardinal JorgeMario Bergogli; ” now, ofcourse, Your HolinessPope Francis the First. © Stanley V. Collymore14 March 2013. Stanley Collymore


A Trenchant Statement Of Intent! By Stanley Collymore I know who and what I am and likewise what I've alwaysaspired to be, and although there have been occasionsin my life when unforeseen or even conspiratorialcircumstances have cruelly and unfairlyconspired against me to forestallmy deliberately planned andprofoundly cherishedendeavours and the accomplishments which I'danticipatorily sought to realize; I've alwaysin response to these unwarrantable actionsapproached such challenges with anopen mind, and have never onceallowed them to cloud myjudgement or in anyway, come to that, interfere in, much less threatenthe manner in which I've personally sought tolive my life. And consequently I shall neverallow anyone or anything: corporations,politicians, jobsworth employees -private or state sector - the state'sOrwellian apparatuses orindividuals, for thatmatter, to everchange that! © Stanley V. Collymore19 November 2014. Remarks:The contents of this poem constitute a solemn and irreversible pledge to myself! Stanley Collymore


A Truly Inspirational Partnership The two major and arguably the mostimportant ingredients in a relationshipbetween two people regardless ofwhether it’s a romantic or platonic affairare mutual respect for each other and trust.Without them that relationship is analogousto a car in motion but without it havingeither a steering wheel or brakes toregulate its advance or reversaland with the inevitable resultin such circumstances ofa catastrophic crashoccurring. That however is not the least likelihood inyour case as respect for yourself and othersisn’t just complimented with deep lovefor those whom you value but is alsoself-evident and inspiring too,creating the ideal partnershipbetween us that is a joyto observe and apleasure tohave. © Stanley V. Collymore20 December 2010. Stanley Collymore


A Truly Remarkable And Exemplary Lady! By Stanley Collymore Unfounded perceptions can and do invariablylead to all sorts of assumptions which arethen taken for granted; some of themhighly fanciful, others thankfullyreal. But for the acutely perceptiveamong us the character exemplifiedby the person being perceivedis undeniably crucial in thedecisive analysis thatone as a commonrule tends tosettle for. And you Leanne, by every determining factorconceivable, are unquestionably peerlessin every regard. The absolute epitomeof exquisite femininity, principleddisposition, altruistic caring,selfless compassion anda steadfast devotionto your favouredcareer nursingcombined! © Stanley V. Collymore21 April 2015. Author’s Remarks:This poem was immeasurably inspired by and written specifically for Mrs LeanneCarter: Cardiology Specialist Nurse, Rapid Access Chest Pain Clinic, Departmentof Cardiology, East Surrey Hospital, Surrey, England. The National Health Service – fondly and generally known nationally throughoutthe United Kingdom as the NHS – is in my honest opinion the best invention thatBritain has or could possibly ever have conceived and achieved; and what’s moreis a monumental, inspiring and lasting legacy to the forethought as well as thesheer and compassionate genius of those who not only conceived the principle of


the NHS but also markedly brought that exceptional concept into fruition,nurtured it and ably assisted it in every aspect of its growth and development. Currently staffed, as it always has been since its inception, by some of the mostselfless, utterly committed work-wise, totally dedicated and additionally the mostexceptionally compassionate group of consummately professional human beingsimaginable working individually and collectively to provide the best care possibleand that one could ever wish for across a wide-ranging spectra of medical,nursing and vitally important allied and ancillary services from cleaners, portersand volunteers to the ambulance crews and top-notch technical specialists intheir respective fields of expertise, the NHS is, and will forever, both solidly anunerasably, be engraved in my psyche both as a former practitioner within it as awell as a trusting and grateful patient of the multiplicity of indispensible servicesthat it offers. And accordingly I’d very much like to extend my sincerest thanks and fulsomegratitude to all those, past as well as present participants, who’ve been and arestill constructively involved with the NHS, as well as the several millions ofsensible supporters who passionately subscribe to, and equally so, support theNHS to which we all unexaggeratedly owe so very much; will continue I earnestlyhope to be in its debt; and without which we’d be so much the poorer in so manyrespects both nationally and as human beings. So thank you NHS from the bottom of my heart and for being there when you’remost needed! And in the strikingly consoling and profoundly inspirational wordsembodied in the emphatically emblematic and famous song of Edith Piaf: “Non,je ne regrette rein! ” – for that’s precisely how I feel about the reality of usactually having such a prized asset in our armoury of health care as the NHS isand, of course, knowing that that reality passionately and committedly coupledwith my own personal and unabashed sentiments towards our NHS are nothingless than enduring! An NHS that long after each of us and subsequentgenerations have shuffled off our respective mortal coils will neverthelessaspirationally and forever continue to meaningfully exist! Stanley Collymore


A Ubiquitous St. Valentine's Declaration Of PerpetualLove! By Stanley Collymore From a personal perspective I don't know you at alleven though I've run into you a number of times,albeit briefly so and always distinctly ina formal situation that essentially,both disappointingly andrather problematically for me, precludes anymeaningful or social intercourse betweenthe two of us. Clearly not an ideal stateof affairs for me or one that I wouldhave wished for I readily admit,and furthermore a situationthat most uncomfortablysits quite contrary to what I'veexpectantly and earnestly wishedit might otherwise have been.For both physically andamorously, and completely beyond doubt,the intensely remarkable and prevailingemotional stimuli which you liberallyand overpoweringly generate insideme have, on my part, indubitablymost consciously, and with agratifyingly consummateabandonment, warmlythrown wide openthe portals ofmy heart. So on this St. Valentine's Day now positivelyemboldened by and additionally fortifiedwith the historical licence of andcustomary practice affordedto would be lovers in speaking eitheropenly or anonymously, but neverthelessfreely, about the profound emotions


they've previously closeted butall the same amorously andfor some time carriedinside, as so many not unlikemyself recurrently do; and thereforefully committed this time to utilizingwhat for me are appropriately andwill hopefully also successfullyprove to be a transformativestate of affairs in my lifethis St. Valentine; it's my resoluteintention to boldly, truthfully,unhesitatingly but with theutmost humility as well seizewith both hands this wondrousopportunity to earnestly expressmy deepest feelings towardsyou as I explicitly let youknow with unqualifiedconfidence how verymuch I do actuallylove and totallyadore you! © Stanley V. Collymore5 February 2015. Author's RemarksActually knowing that you're in love and having that love fully reciprocated is oneof several astonishing things possible in one's life; itself fortified with theexcellent and truly self-satisfying feeling of encountering this remarkableexperience and mutually sharing it with that valued individual in your life.However, to unrealistically or worst still rather delusionally persuade one's selfthat a tangible or even a consequential love relationship is in the prospect ofhappening or actually does exist when no such thing is in vogue or remotelypossible is altogether a wholly different issue which a competent, professionallyqualified and considerably experienced psychiatrist is far more fittingly suited todeal with. So at this St. Valentine's time that like all previous ones, and completelydepending on your own and, dare I say, decidedly subjective personal


perspective is characterized as infamous and consequently highly irrelevant, orelse as noteworthy and therefore must be consummately treasured in everypossible way, I wish you all the very best and hope that you truthfully manage towork out for yourself which is the more commonsensical or appropriate of thesetwo contradictory alternatives in your case. But either way that you have awonderfully pleasurable time while doing so. Stanley Collymore


A Veritable Human Gem At Just Four Years Old! By Stanley CollymoreExceedingly young in age for behaviour like this onewould have thought, just four years old to be exact,but already well-versed in the social graces anddisciplined art of refinement commensuratewith the cherished aspirations of all trulycivilized and caring communities andabsolutely resoundingly too in yourvery principled action young ladydemonstrably putting to noticeable shame significantnumbers of people, by far considerably older thanyou who is distinctly of Asian extraction, notonly residing in but also, in addition, self-righteously and cheerfully regardingthemselves as irrefutably rightfullyand furthermore exclusively toobelonging to Britain; entirelynothing like you and otherswhom they derisively seeand regard as foreignersand strangers in acerbiclanguage they awfullyutilize to keenly butimplausibly malignin those fallaciouscontentions usedby them to none the less contend and asthey see it that you're unquestionablysurplus to requirements, who haveconstantly implanted yourselvesin what they acerbically claimare plainly minority-riddenor to boot immigrant andconsequently ingraineddelinquency teemingand unsurprisinglytoo contemptible,enthusiastically


in sponging offthem, peculiarcommunities. This notwithstanding how recently or previouslynon-existent their own dubious and far fromadvantageous association with the UnitedKingdom is or has been. Even so theirill-conceived, hubristic, narcissisticand gratuitous arrogance coupledwith their transparently fixated, deeply ingrainedinsolence and totally aggressive malevolencedon't stop the likes of them from decryingyour natural and lawful presence to bein your birth country where clearlyin wedded conditions you wereconceived and born, entirelydissimilar from the distinctcircumstances pertainingas it happens to the vastmajority of them andwhere in person I had personally observed thisincident of your amiable and instinctive actof altruism - into believing, these clearlydespicable and lowlife charlatans, thatthey're fundamentally better in everyrespect than anyone like you - whothough indeed young is none theless already a veritable humanGem - that neither looks nordecides to behave like them. © Stanley V. Collymore19 January 2017. Author's Remarks:This poem was inspired by a four year old Asian girl of Indian extraction and atotal stranger to me as was her father who were both waiting in a queue that Iwas at the head of in a well-known take-away establishment waiting to be servedat the same moment my purchased transaction was in the process of coming toits conclusion. I had just paid for the items that I'd ordered and was about to


receive my receipt for them from the sales assistant who'd served me when inthe process of him doing so the receipt accidentally slipped from his hand - anoccurrence that he immediately apologized to me for which was pleasantly verynice of him but in actual fact there was absolutely no need at all for him to do so,since what had happened was really no one's fault and simply just one of thosethings - and landed on the floor on my side of the counter that separated us. Both the sales assistant and myself fully cognizant of what had happened andalso where precisely the receipt had landed and I motioned to him that I'd pick itup just as soon as I'd safely and quite securely replaced my debit card, which Ihad used for that particular transaction, back into my shoulder bag that was nowopened and also on the counter. However, before I could do so I felt a gentle tapon my leg and on glancing to where it had come from became aware of thissmartly dressed and also beaming with a most enchanting smile young girl ofAsian extraction who'd in the process of her own volition and quite unbeknown tome at the time had picked up the said receipt and was now presenting it to mewith the words: "You dropped your receipt and I thought I'd pick it up foryou." Immensely charmed by what she's voluntarily and altruistically doneI instinctively thanked her with the words: "Thank you young lady; thatwas most kind and very thoughtful of you." She smiled engagingly andreturned to her father. I then thanked him although it was entirely his daughter's doing; but that saidsuch behaviour from one so very young had to be derived from somewhere, andnot emerge purely from thin air, as every intelligent and conscionable person inBritain well knows that such unselfish behaviour even from supposedly matureadults is extremely rare and very akin to trying to getting blood out of a stone;and so I warmly and genuinely and thanked that little girl's dad too for being thekind of father that he obviously was. And with my own thoughts on thecontemporary Britain that I routinely observe when I'm there I was buoyed upwith hope for its future, although not from those who delude themselves thatthey alone are exclusively Britons and no one else has any right to thatsupposedly on their part exceptionalist distinction. So thank you again younglady, and here's to the future and significantly too the kind of civilized, diverse,compassionate and thoroughly principled Britain that you and others like you,regardless of their race or background, represent. Stanley Collymore


A Walk On The Seamier Side Of Christmas By Stanley Collymore Don’t talk to me about Christmas, Santa Claus or his reindeeras I’ve had enough of the hypocrisy that surrounds themevery year; for I’m one of the long-term unemployedwho’s destitute and full of despair, as it’s quiteobvious to me from what I’ve observed that nobody reallycares. Worst still and adding insult to the injury of themisery already cruelly and needlessly inflicted onme that I’m left saddled with and hard as I tryam unable to circumvent, the local council, likeit said it would, went to court, and readily gettingthe latter’s support in the form of an evictionorder, promptly and unceremoniouslykicked me out of the door of mychildhood home, because Icould no longer affordto pay my rent. Social Security who I then turned to weren’t much goodeither as regards helping me out of this terrible messthat unforeseen circumstances had landed me in,telling me rather arrogantly and insensitivelythat the rooms in my former home wereactually far in excess of my personalneeds; rules they went on to saythey couldn’t ignore or relax, as to do sowould seriously compromise as well ascontravene the official guidelinesand stipulated requirementsexpressly laid down inthe government’sown legislatedbedroomtax. So as I had two bedrooms in my designated councilflat and lived there all on my own, so there wasno disputing that fact; it wasn’t only fair to


the taxpayer but also on the public purseas well that the shortfall in the state’scontribution to my rent, caused by theimposition of the statutory rent-cap thatSocial Security felt compelled to imposeon my previous home, should in thosegiven circumstances, they logicallyargued, be my sole responsibility andtherefore paid for by me alone; if,that is, I still wanted to carryon living in what was,after all, my home. An impossible task as you’ve rightly guessedand the worst of all states to find myself in:explicitly, an involuntary and ongoinghomelessness. So please save yourbreath about Christmas and dogive up on the bogus piety,as I don’t think I needto remind you I’vemore pressingpriorities! © Stanley V. Collymore20 December 2013. Critique:This poem wasn’t written by me with any profound directives in mind as to howany of you should conscionably or otherwise, independently or collectively, liveyour individual life. Notwithstanding that though its purpose is to point out thatChristmas isn’t about singling out and concentrating exclusively on one specificday in each year and no other; and once that day passes into oblivion everyonecan just revert to carrying on as before as though the actuality of Christmas andwhat it genuinely represents never happened at all, until that is the next onearrives and the customary charade ceremoniously removed from its closetedmothball is allowed to temporarily gain momentum again. A flawed Christian, as indeed I am, I’m nonetheless fully cognisant of whatChristmas is and has from its inception been really all about; and although I’mnot or have I ever been a member of the Salvation Army which I wholeheartedlyrespect and financially support on a regular basis, I do so principally because it’s


my honest opinion that it’s the only organization I know of which credibly andfully lives up to its moral, social and religious obligations as it altruisticallyimplements, doing so at times in seemingly impossible circumstances, theunadulterated doctrine of Christmas together with its universal message ofcomradeship, compassion, benevolence and love to all mankind as it wasintended to and should be practised by each and everyone of us; and not justaround or only on the 25th December of each year, but consistently andcooperatively throughout the entire year. And as a positive reminder of this and for their sterling and sometimesunappreciated work carried out 24/7 and 365 days of every year, I humblydedicate this poem to the Salvation Army. Stanley Collymore


A Woman Like No Other! By Stanley Collymore You came into my life with the vibrant and compellinglywinning force of a major tropical hurricane yet alsowith the tender, empathetically soothing andthe refreshingly comforting embrace ofa Barbadian Trade Winds' breezeblown directly and uninterruptedly onshore on tothe island from across the azure blue, turquoisegreen and spotlessly white-tinged waters ofthe Atlantic Ocean, thoroughly liveningup my keen senses with your entirelystunning, beautiful and completelyirresistibly sensuousness whichimmediately and without anyduress perfectly captivatedas well as enjoyably andmost enduringly alsoperfectly sustainedmy spirited andwholeheartedfascinationwith you. And what else, given those propitious and absolutelyirresistible circumstances, could I realistically doother than to willingly fall head over heels inlove with you and in addition with you mytruly gorgeous and mesmeric GermanPrincess pleasurably and positivelymaking this adorable amoroustransformation an undoubtedly veritable successbeyond question. And as we look forward toand earnestly prepare to celebrate anotherglorious Weihnacten let me decisively,tenderly and proudly reiterate that Istill passionately do love and amalso in love with you and verymuch care about you; and if


that's at all possible even alot more this time roundthan I have previously,assuredly, ever done! © Stanley V. Collymore24 November 2016. Author's Comments:As a still practising Christian whose personal approach to the religion I voluntarilychoose to follow has been decidedly a very pragmatic one all along, Christmaseven with its many and currently unrecognizable features as well as for mepatently unappealing characteristics that have in every mindboggling senseemerged and furthermore firmly established themselves as the"norm" in the decades that have followed my birth is notwithstandingthe aforementioned a pivotal religious, social, cultural and familial event for me,and the likelihood is that it'll indefinitely carry on being so; and not in the leasttoo because of the tremendously important, highly instructive moral andprofoundly ingrained religious values so crucially indispensable to my personaland professional lives but which are also genuinely and enduringly embedded inthe general character as well as the overriding concepts of Christianity itself. Therefore to have someone so immensely valuable to me voluntarily andconsensually in my life who shares and just as passionately but also intelligentlyand objectively believes in these same fundamental values and moreoverearnestly and freely incorporates them into her own life means a great deal tome both as an undertaking of solid commitment on her part as well as the trueoptimization of the admirable and adorable personification of who and what sheis as a truthfully exceptional woman and a most extraordinary human being; andfurthermore as someone I immensely love, cherish enormously, deeply respectand hugely admire! And while this highly and devotedly appreciative of her poem is symbolic of thespontaneity that characterizes the nature and uniqueness of the close, personalrelationship we obviously and spectacularly have and empathetically share witheach other, it's by no means however the culmination of everything thatconstitutes the embodiment of our lives either individually or together. For just as it encapsulates the representation of my ongoing love for you myDarling it's also an optimistic and enduring declaration, and specifically at thisChristmastide, of what you do, have always done, and will continue to mean to


me! Stanley Collymore


A Woman Yes! But My Gender Is Irrelevant To Who OrWhat I Am. By Stanley Collymore Don't try taking me for granted as you obviously contemplatedoing and I'm fully aware is your secret intention. Yes, Ireadily agree that you have a number of interesting andeven innovative things that you want to say and doand which if suitably and wholly implemented bythose whom you're very much endeavouring toimpress and convince do take them onboardwill doubtlessly make you a very importantand self-satisfied man. But lest you should convenientlyforget I'm not only a woman but also a person in myown right and neither an adjunct of your life nor forthat matter some suitable concubine of yours thatat your behest you can manipulate at will to doyour specific bidding at that precise momentin time. So please, do credit me with theintelligence that I have and a mind ofmy own to make the relevant decisions that of necessityI appropriately regard as fit about what matters I asrelevant at the time of my doing so, and if you'rein any real doubt about them, then do questionme intelligently, and painstakingly if you sowish, about any of them, and not haughtilyand patronizingly take to presuming thatby being a man you're therefore muchmore knowledge of what's best andaccordingly know everything andin contrast by being a woman Ishould always obediently bea completely unthinking,and idiotic underling. © Stanley V. Collymore9 December 2016.


Author's Remarks:This poem is specifically written for and dedicated to all of the female students atwhatever level of their academic studies that I've taught them and collectivelyover a period of several years of teaching them. It's also for the several female members of my biological family, close femininefriends, my former girlfriends and lovers who understandably still mean a lot tome and several of whom now happily married and with families of their own stillmutually keep in touch; and all of whom individually and collectively have helpedto reciprocally shape the respective life that we each of us individually haveforged for ourselves. And furthermore for anyone else who can empathize with this poem and hasbenefited from it in any way. Stanley Collymore


Adam Klug A Congenital And Utterly Purblind Moron! By Stanley Collymore Klug in German means clever and I should know because I’mfluent in the language and that said there’s nothing cleverabout one Adam Klug self-appointed spokesperson forMomentum and endowed with a brain, questionableby some including me, that would easily fit into agnat’s backside assuming, of course, that anyprincipled or decently-inclined gnat wouldever allow something like that to happenand therefore is highly unlikely in thecircumstances. And why is AdamKlug such a pillock? Geneticallymotivated reasons account forsome of his congenital disabilities but in addition it’s aperverse work of repellent art which this Dummkopfassiduously labours on. For here we have a prizedprick, no matter what definitive box of lowlifeencompassing pillocks, prats, imbeciles, rawassholes, sewer rats, verminous scumbags,or plain purblind morons that you justlymight tick, and even then may perhapsvery well come up with further, andjustifiably apposite terminologieswhich adequately complement,fully sustain and furthermoreentirely irredeemably as italso happens, preservesthe given status quothat does comprisethe quite odiousAdam Klug. This utterly slimy and disgusting slug who self-servingly wants withhis control freakism and compulsive self-publicizing, treacherousJudas Iscariot thirty pieces of silver sell-out mindset – seriouslyhow much did you negotiate for Adam to these debased andrepellent, rightwing, pernicious and completely perfidiousdeath cult multinational corporations and the Military


Industrial Complex – coupled with his Trojan Horse,I doubt very much if this ingrained pillock evenknows the symbolism of this, entryism agendafoolishly attempting to exclude the ordinary,bona fide and unquestionably courageous Labour Party membersand supporters who having weathered the murderous in moreways than one Nazi, Tory-Zionist and execrably rapaciousyears of utterly self-centred and hubristic party pimpsforcefully coming under the heading of the likes ofmass murderers Tony Blair, Gordon Brown andAlastair Campbell: individually or combinedthe visible embodiment of everything thatis Evil I call them, now colluding withthe likes of Tom Watson, no friendof Jeremy Corbyn I swear to youbut rather is a very treacherousbackstabber and underhandconspiratorial, nasty pieceof West Midlands shit,now quite incrediblyfinding themselvesthe reckless urgeof idiotic AdamKlug’s purge! And this under the ludicrous, lying and dishonest pretext that they’reentryists who supposedly want to take over the Labour Party – likeTony Blair, Gordon Brown and the other vile Labtories did? –which incidentally has all along been justifiably their partyand it’s mother fuckers like brain-dead Adam Klug thatare the interlopers and who want to return Labour intheir sick minds to the good old days under TonyBlair. So treacherous MPs and insidious back-stabbers of the party’s hugely democraticallyelected leader Jeremy Corbyn must not,according to Adam Klug as he pourshis heart and demented thoughts out tothe very media hell-bent on having Jeremy Corbyn crucifiedand illicitly ousted – regime change is what these purblindcunts are brilliant at whether abroad or here at home –while the average run of the mill supportive Labourmember and supporter must either conform to


Adam Klug’s dictates or else be kicked outof the Labour Party and debarred fromall constituency or HQ deliberationsand decision making; and simplyremain voting fodder. Parallel in its rank stupidity to if theBlack Civil Rights Movement joined forces with the KuKlux Klan and other white supremacist groups in theUnited States; purportedly doing so they asininelycontend with the intention of improving the civicliberties and human rights of Black Americansand to affect this it was incumbent on themand an absolute too to root out all Blacksthat didn’t submissively go along withwhat they were self-centredly doing.Doesn’t make sense at all to anyintelligent or sensible person;but then I’m positive you’llquickly find that thoughtcontroller Adam Klugisn’t, by any stretchof the imagination,ever likely to beamongst them! © Stanley V. Collymore9 December 2015. Stanley Collymore


Admired And Desired I want you, even desperately need you, butfind myself unable to adequately expressin words how much I actually do, let alonemanifest the overwhelming degree of theintensity of my personal feelings foryou; because the fluidity of our commonlanguage, the polished art of seduction andthe steely resolve of its imposition constantlydesert me whenever you come into view –so instead I’ll give you this simple poem,in the earnest hope that the sentimentsexpressed therein will suffice tocompellingly convince you ofjust how much I really loveand desire you my Dear! Stanley Collymore


Advice To All Bankers By Stanley Collymore It’s our money that quite voluntarily we entrust you withto safely and prudently look after as well as sagaciouslyinvest on our personal behalf in the expectation thatyou will judiciously do all these things, entirelycognisant at the same time of both the naturalas well as the possible unforeseen variableswhich can and do occasionally occur asspoilers of these laudable enterpriseswe willingly subscribe to, andwhich individually as wellas jointly we hope tobenefit from. However, despite all you sanctimonious rhetoric andgrandstanding and the holier than thou attitudesyou pompously strut around with pretending tobe entirely above reproach when evidentlyyou’re not, we who’re your clients arenone the less decidedly far fromimpressed or convinced either by your verboseand obfuscating remarks or your calculatedactions. So why don’t you clean up youract, start behaving like normal humanbeings and not the plundering piratesyou clearly are yet try so hard toconvince us that you aren’t? Ethical conduct doesn’t come easy for those who’venever been exposed to it or have been taught thatit doesn’t matter I know, but all the samewithout it we would all be condemnedto a cut-throat existence where thebaser instincts of mankind wouldalways prevail. But is that what you reallywant if it also meant that you were thento recurrently find yourselves equallyhelpless as we are with you on the


receiving end of those muchstronger and nastierthan you are? Stanley Collymore


All Glory To Patriotic Martin Mcguinness TheRedoubtable Che Guevarra Of Ireland! By Stanley Collymore You were from the outset of your social and political lifea man of sterling qualities and outstanding integrityMartin McGuinness forced as you undoubtedlywere into the savage and unremitting crucibleof fire and the epidemic dishonesty of theBritish generally and the English mostspecifically and, what is more, wasremorselessly conducted by themin their combined barbarity against the courageous,long suffering, subjugated and genuine Irish men,women and their children. And although themountainous odds in these inured abusersfavour were always massively againstEire together with all the undeniablypatriotic Irish men, women andtheir offspring both at homeand in the wider IrishDiaspora globally. Who as in the past had openly and democraticallydone in a free and fair election expressing theirearnest and still ongoing desire for a UnitedEire and Irish nation, that quite adoringlyimpassioned dream and and matchingaspiration assuredly will always liveon eternally rooted in the deeplyemboldened hearts and theconscionable minds of all successive generations ofcourageous, committed, truly nation-loving andindubitably patriotic Irish man, woman andtheir children as admirably it must andwill consistently do; and due in noshort measure to irrefutanly loyaland genuinely committed Irishcitizens like yourself Martin


McGuiness and the heroicand selfless part that youand of course Sinn Feinhave massively playedand carry on doing inevery aspect of this! So hail then I openly and proudly say to you MartinMcGuinness, Sinn Fein and the IRA! completelyconvinced as evidently I and every other rightthinking and knowledgeable person knowsand intensely wishes for, that those whoselflessly fight and willingly die fortheir national integrity conjoinedwith the united sovereignty ofIreland and its people's right to chooseand unconstrained determine theirown destiny will inevitably oneday sucessfully achieve theirambition by appropriatelyacquiring and proudlyupholding their way. © Stanley V. Collymore22 March 2017. Author's Remarks:Firstly, I wish to express my deepest and sincerest regrets and sadness at thedeath of Martin McGuinness a truly great man, courageous in his actions,inspirational to all genuinely political democratic aspirants and a highly principledindividual who gave no quarters and expected none and who, in my honest andunapologetic opinion, unsurprisingly and also non-ostentatiously convincinglydeveloped into a markedly consummate and a most outstandingly accomplishedstatesman. Secondly to convey at this grieving time for them my heartfelt condolences andbest wishes to Martin's widow and his family members, close friends andassociates and, of course the members and supporters of Sinn Fein for yourirreparable loss. But if it's any consolation to you to say to you as well that youweren't alone in your justifiable love for, respect of and total admiration also ofMartin.


And that this poem I'm now publishing and which was instantaneously conceivedand written the very moment I learnt of Martin's death on the 21st March 2017 isa personal tribute from me, my German female Partner and my family to afantastically remarkable man together with being as well a noble statesman inthe true context of that terminology. Someone whose untimely death is deeplyregretted but will all the more because of who Martin McGuinness was and theexceptional legacy that he has achieved during his lifetime and has left for us willfocus our thoughts and fond remembrances of him on the massive loss we've allboth individually and collectively suffered. So God continue to bless you Martin as He takes you to his and now your owncelestial home, while we who remain here on Earth until our individual timecomes to depart it in permanent fashion will until we meet up with you againearnestly cherish and enduringly remember you for the superb, conscionable andimplacably fair and honest Gentleman that you were and for us will alwaysremain! Farewell friend and political mentor, until we meet again. Stanley Collymore


Alles Gute Zum Geburtstag Am 14. Dezember 2015Erika! By Stanley Collymore You’re truly an amazing and quite outstanding person Erika,richly and abundantly endowed with a superb brain andthoughtful imagination that are themselves buttressedby a natural and uncommon aptitude for discerningand inspirational altruism which you liberallydispense; employing this so naturally andunpretentiously that those who eitherpersonally and usually at firsthandobserve this exceptional discernment or else munificentlyfind themselves as quite deserving and most gratefullyso the chosen recipients of your debonair kindnesshave all along and from the very start, withoutquestion and similarly too with the utmostcommendation on their part, instinctivelyrecognized and fully accepted with anoble grace and the rightful dignitythat it thoroughly deserves, whatyou’ve always freely, cheerfully and willingly beendoing; and in return have chosen to inestimablyintersperse this with a reciprocal love and thegreatest of affection by them for someonewhom they readily cherish, hold in thehighest regard and perceptively seeas the hallowed beneficiary of anundeniably Christian, friendly,thoroughly welcoming andprodigiously giving heart. Compliments galore and in actuality many more justifiablyforthcoming and of which you’re not only absolutely andindisputably deserving but also when examined eitherindependently or collectively are themselves, to saythe very least, quite compellingly awe-inspiring!And set against your phenomenally impressivebackground “Mein deutsches Liebchen” as


well as our longstanding relationship and reliable friendshipErika are the quite obvious and indisputably well-foundedreasons affectionately expressed here and to send to youon your special day my deep and sincerest greetings;and additionally wish you good luck, continuedexcellent health and furthermore exhort you,as well, to extravagantly make the mostof your big day by specially havinga superbly exciting, personalizedhowever entirely fun-packed,incomparable, truly out ofthis world, excellent anda memorable birthday! © Stanley V. Collymore11 December 2015. Meine persoenlichen Gefuehle:Fuer einem ganz besonderen Menschen in meinem Leben. Und gegen Ihrephaenomenal beindruckenden Hintergrund mein deutsches Liebchen sowieunsere langjaehrigen und vertrauensvollen Freundschaft Erika sind die fraglosfundierte Gruende hier zum Ausdruck, Ihnen an Ihrem speziellen Tag zu sendenmeine herzlichsten Gruesse und zusaetzlich wuenschen Ihnen viel Glueckgesetzt, weiterhim bester Gesundheit und darueber hinaus ermahne euch alsauch zu aufwendig das Beste aus Ihrem Tag zu machen, indem er eine herrlichaufregend, erlebnisreichen und unvergesslichen Geburtstag! Schliesslich meine Gedanken sind mit Ihnen, wie sie schon immer im Laufe derJahre, seit ich dich kennenlernte. Und ich wuenche Ihnen natuerlich auch vieleweitere Geburtstage in der Zukunft. Geniessen Sie Ihrem Geburtstag am 14.Dezember 2015 Erika! Stanley Collymore


Alone But Not Lonely I much prefer my own company; it’s a matter ofpersonal choice, for I like the peace of mindthat it evidently affords me. The chanceto hear myself think and not have tolisten endlessly and uninterestedly tothe garrulous garbage of blithering idiots.So why then, under these well-knowncircumstances, don’t you respectmy preferred privacy andsensibly leave mepermanentlyalone? © Stanley V. Collymore7 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Altruism: Difficult To Implement I Know But WorthTrying All The Same! By Stanley Collymore Please forgive me but I'm not in any way trying to put adamper on your good deeds, question, undermine orminimize in any sense your act of altruism to menor am I being ungrateful for, or in the leastunappreciative of what, of your own freewill, you've most kindly done. But tryto understand when I say that the kind of conductwhich you've so graciously, quite magnificentlyand voluntarily extended towards me is by farremoved from what I've customarily beenused to or, for that matter, could logicallyor realistically have ever expected fromthose I habitually come across on aneveryday basis, are frequently andfor my lack of a more appropriateexpression are daily around me. However despiteall that and without any kind of narcissistic fussor hubristic trumpet-blowing fanfare on yourpart, your perceptible kindness to me a totalstranger to you in every possible way, hasnone the less been quietly, together withthe utmost of care and compassion, noconcessions claimed for any of youractions, or anything at all requiredor awaited in return; carried outwith what's visibly from yourheart a most superlative andthe ultimate act of altruism:you gave me the chance tophysically live life again! © Stanley V. Collymore26 October 2016.


Author's Remarks:When I was five years old during one of her customary mentoring sessions withme my esteemed familial as well as categorically so within her own communitymaternal Grandmother lovingly - from birth I was always her specific favourite -told me that to become financially rich through one's honest endeavours wasneither a sin nor something that I should ever consciously derive any shameabout or for that matter have anyone make me feel that way. However, shequickly added that I shouldn't obsess about money or other materialistic thingsor possessions, since I had brought none of them into this world with me and itwas an absolute certainty that when I eventually left this existence which wastemporarily granted to me by the Almighty God I wouldn't be able either to takeany of these things, including those I'd acquired honestly, with me. These sensible, practicable, encouraging as well as inspirational"commandments" of hers have unquestionably and desirably stoodme in good stead throughout my life and additionally have also formed the basison which I've always endeavoured to live it difficult as it undoubtedly is at timesto do so, but even then I do my honest best not to depart from the coreelements of them, for they are the fundamentals aspects not only of myupbringing but also how I essentially and continuously want to think, live my lifeand conduct myself in my dealings with others. But living in what's politically referred to as the west I absolutely know all toowell from very personal experiences as well as everyday observances just howextremely difficult a task that can be and especially so in an environmentconsumed with greed and where money-grabbing machinations are the order ofthe day and an obsessive way of life. And acquiring wealth at any cost andregardless of who it actually rightfully belongs to, the disastrous impact, or cometo that the traumatic effects that such brutish and covetous behaviour can anddoes have on those who are savagely affected and are enforcedly compelled toput up with what's being done to them, are activities of mindboggling travestiesof justice that are mindlessly and contemptuously inflicted by the already rich,privileged and the utterly delusional, in their sick minds, superior elements theyconclude of humanity. All the more fool them since they're nothing of the kindbut are instead distinctly lowlife scum, white trash and detritus elements ofwhatever barbaric species that they actually belong to. So in grateful appreciation for what she's taught me as well as all the severalmentors I likewise had throughout my childhood, youth and into manhood, anenormous "thank you" from me. And in addition to the lovingdedication of this poem to all of you it also goes in that same vein to my GermanPartner, her family and our many close friends; politically to Jeremy Corbyn,


John McDonnell and Diane Abbott; to you my regular readers; as well as themillions of conscionable people out there, and the truly unsound heroes I think alldoing your level best to make this world a safer and better place. And in the actual words of my Gran and which will forever stay burnished in mymind as long as I draw human breath: "Whatever you do in life Stanleyalways try to make this world a far better place than how it was when you firstentered it! " I sincerely hope that you can and will do too! Stanley Collymore


Always And Unashamedly Aim For PersonalExcellence! By Stanley Collymore Lift your eyes inspirationally towards the stars andalways remember who you are and where youcame from. Measure your capabilities andsuccesses not through the flatteries thatyou receive from others - howevergood-intentioned or otherwisethese might be - but on the definitive scaleand how extensive is the reach of yourgenuine achievements, derived as anatural consequence from your ownpersonal endeavours and thededicated hard work you've put into them.And as you sensibly carry on doing so,permit no one to either belittle orscurrilously negate what you'veoutstandingly done - and fullyrecognized that you had to -because you decidedly chose notto and, furthermore, resolutelyrefused to countenance, letalone would ever settlefor the mundanity ofperceived societalconformity © Stanley V. Collymore3 June 2014. Commendation:A common thread throughout my teaching career and that I assiduously soughtto instil in all my students, wherever they were, has been this invaluable mantraderived from and inculcated in me by my own English Master - Mr Kenneth G.Doughlin - a fundamental educational mentor to me and an icon to all my peersthat attended the same grammar school that I did, and whose wisdom I in turnemployed within my own teaching career in relation to my own students:


"It's your life and you alone must be the ultimate arbiter of what exactlyyou do with it! " Unsurprising therefore this poem is unreservedly dedicated to all those:secondary school pupils, undergraduate and postgraduate university students;those participating in adult or extracurricular educational studies, and thenumerous others that over a period of several years I've either taught or lecturedto; with particular reference and singular recognition to those in Hannover,Hamburg, Darmstadt and Laatzen Volkshochschule in Germany; the InternationalSchool in Denmark; the Alexandra Girls Grammar School in Barbados; and ofcourse educational institutions in England. The good, bad and the indifferent among you - as I teasingly referred to you -but who I always knew would successfully morph into the resplendent andremarkable butterflies that delightedly, I'm quite happy to say, you've amazinglybecome. So thank you all: my past and present charges, for the inspirational challengesindividually and collectively, as well as in your own inimitable ways, that you'vehelped to instil in my teaching career enabling it to be the thoroughly rewardingsuccess it has always been; and in my grateful appreciation too that so many ofyou freely and continually keep regularly in touch to personally update me onhow you're getting on in your everyday lives and also genuinely enquire aboutmy own wellbeing. Stanley Collymore


Always There I don’t know if we shallever meet again, butrest assured Ishall alwaysbe withyou! Stanley Collymore


An Analysis On Being Used You lied to me in order to have me make love to youwhen it wasn’t at all necessary for you to do so, as in mycase you must have known that you were pushing atan open door; such was the intensity of the feelingswhich I had for you. Besides, what I wanted forus was much more than just an ephemeralor unemotional extravaganza of carnalexpectations and lustful realization.However, your intentions, effusivelycharacterized by your unseemlybehaviour, were obviouslyintentionally differentin their characterand purposefrom myown. Stanley Collymore


An Approved Of Killing That Will Lead To A Spate OfSimilarly Just Murders! By Stanley Collymore Murder I was told from my earliest childhood was a sacrosanctexistence rendered by the judicious decision of the AlmightyGod to every individual person: child, woman and man,and a state of being that should definitely in normalcircumstances unfalteringly stand unless revokedthrough requite acts of indisputable pragmatismor implacable retribution spurred on by God'swill. And in you specific case, Ian McNicoland obviously that of a delusional lowlife,white trash, white supremacist, Nazi Zionistand a dismally pathetically poor excuse for and purportedspecimen of humanity that you unmistakably are, alongwith your entire family and the coterie of likemindedmoronic, nepotistic and cronyism inept cretins yousurround yourself with are demonstrable factorsthat only partially account for why all of youmust die! Murder most just; and which inany assertive manner that the rest of usat best are able to accomplish shouldrapidly and resolutely be fulfilled,starting of course with you IanMcNicol and in the long runthe overdue cleansing ofthe Labour Party's andinexorably Britain'smanifestly corruptpolitical, societaland nauseatingAugean stable. © Stanley V. Collymore26 August 2016. Author's Remarks:


So in hubristic and narcissistic fashion coupled with a determinedly egotisticaland delusional air of pomposity so very characteristic of your customary self-indulgent, hopelessly and ineptly out of touch and manifest unawareness ofanything even remotely connected to reality let alone probity Ian McNicol youhaughtily and pretentiously declare in the elaborate Wikipedia presentation ofyourself that you have a black belt in karate. Oh bully for you! But as I and others see it a fat lot of good that'll do you - wedon't personally think - against someone immensely skilled in the use of andmoreover expertly wielding a glisteningly razor-sharp machete and industriouslyintent on lacerating and massively crippling strategic areas of your torso, andwho then after this excruciatingly painful and toying humiliation, both physicallyand mentally for you, proceeds to clinically and exultantly decapitate your headfrom the rest of what's left of your still intact body. Or alternatively utilize an IED to blow you to smithereens; a car packed withdeadly explosives to tail yours, run you off the road irrespective of what securitydetail you have and is itself mechanically equipped with a remote contraptionthat allows your killer(s) to be safely thrown from their vehicle but allowing atthe same time the said vehicle they've vacated and now totally and remotelycontrolled by them to lock on to yours and in the subsequent automated crashand massive conflagration blow you Ian McNicol and those with you to Kingdomcome! We have too in an age of brilliant and readily applied technology Ian whereprivate drones bought commercially or technically and independently constructedare now commonplace and these too can be fitted with extremely lethal devicesthat can be promptly released from the air on to the targets home, most fittinglyat night time when those condemned to die are unsuspectingly and comfortablytucked up in their beds. After all if commercial firms like Amazon can deliver, asthey're planning to, deliveries to customers' homes by drones why not a killer'sprescription, or more appropriately eradication delivery, as well? Likewise the target's workplace and even their venues of recreation can and willbecome totally unsafe locations for them. And although the singular term oftarget is used here, essentially it definitively applies as well to that targetedindividual's close family members too, likeminded colleagues and their friendsboth individually and collectively. For in every instance of a target figure, whichevidently includes you Ian McNicol, other lowlife scum like Tom Watson,Shabama Mahmood, Ellie Reeves, Glenis Willmott, Margaret Beckett and KeithVaz to name but just a few of them, a thorough and routinely updated register ofyour daily routines and those of your close family members are meticulously


maintained as they're also in the frame for extermination. For at any given timeit's known precisely where you and these family members of yours, whethertogether or independently in your cases, can advantageously be found andappropriately dealt with. And apropos with all that there's the additional factorand blessedly from our perspective but for you a looming and worrisomeheadache unknown feature of the lone wolf assassin. So essentially both your individual and collective Achilles heels, in relation to allof you lowlife scum are well known to your potential killers whether it's for thedisposal of you in the aforementioned described manner or by other technicalmeans which I've scrupulously and astutely withheld; as no good generaldiscloses all of his own military options or those relayed to him by others OldBoy! And besides my briefers having confidentially disclosed these alterativeoptions to me have also kindly asked me not to report on them and accordinglyas I always do, I honourably - what other method is there old chap? - keep mypromises. And anyway those involved are reliable, trustworthy, longstanding andimpeccable sources to whom I have unhesitatingly and categorically given mypromise to fully adhere to that non-disclosure pact. In conclusion, and from a personal perspective and a question that I repeatedlyask myself, if decent people like John F. Kennedy, his brother Robert; Dr. martinLuther King; Steve Biko; Malcolm X; Olaf Palme - who is he I hear you moronsout there and your supporters asking yourselves? Well he was the Prime Ministerof Sweden who stood up against apartheid when you slime balls and your whitewestern governments were all in favour of it and as in Britain's case specificallymassively profiting from it too; and against this backdrop Olaf Palmecourageously went against the tide of white racist exceptionalism and gavesanctuary to Oliver Tambo the head of South Africa's African National Congress(ANC) to live in and operate from Sweden; and to more easily facilitate thisgranted Oliver Tambo a Swedish passport and citizenship as well. Additionally Olaf Palme was a staunch supporter of the Palestinian cause andthere's no doubt that these tow principled stances by him led to his assassinationat the hands of Yidland's Mossad, the British MI6 and apartheid South Africa'ssecurity forces working in tandem with each other at the behest of theirrespective governments that didn't want to see apartheid eliminated in SouthAfrica or for justice to be meted out to the Palestinians either. The latter still anongoing source of shame and barbarity for successive UK regimes and the NaziZionists linked to and closely associated with all those in the Labour Party's NECand England's Appeals Court judiciary, of the odious, corrupt and public officemalfeasance ilk of Blairite Beatson, Macur and Sales, that run Britain on behalf ofthe Zionist lobbies, the multinational corporations, the military Industrial complex


and massive tax evaders and money launderers like the Yid scum Sainsburyfamily, Michael Foster and their supporting cast among the four billionaires thatown the British Corporate media and exemplified in the form of the Barclaybrothers who own the Daily Telegraph and Rupert Murdoch who owns andcontrols most of it including the misnomer named Sky News. But equally heroically among all those who conscionably and courageously stoodup for justice and equality for Blacks when she could so easily have settled forbeing just another apartheid and quite comfortably off and simply by virtue oftheir skin colour alone white South African like so many, in fact theoverwhelming majority of whites in South Africa were, but admirably and mostfearlessly did the complete opposite and unashamedly showed her solidarity withthe oppressed indigenous Black population of the country of which she was also acitizen, the quite steadfast and utterly remarkable RUTH FIRST. White as I earliersaid she was also Jewish and an ANC member and anti-apartheid activist whowas brutally murdered by the apartheid regime in a bomb attack evillyperpetrated against her for who she was and what she conscionably stood for.And I wholeheartedly suggest that you Google her story and that of her husbandJo Slovo, white like her and similarly a trusted stalwart in the ANC. And my question to all of you out there as it has always been and will remain, ifthese people and many others like them across the globe who honestly andcourageously and with enormous danger and sacrifices to themselves and theirfamily members, Ruth First was a mother of two young children, can begratuitously murdered for trying to make this world we all belong to a betterplace as it isn't nor should it and its natural resources be the sole preserve forthe privileged few, why in God's name should mass murderers and war criminalsalong with being perpetrators of crimes against humanity: human filth like TonyBlair, Gordon Brown their likeminded cabinets that they assembled; Neil Kinnock,wife Glenys and village idiot son Stephen; Alastair Campbell, Peter Mandelson,the plethora of odious, warmongering and self-serving Dykes, Queers andimmunity granted Paedophiles; the scum on Labour's NEC led by Ian Nicol andthe corrupt bastards that pollute the British judiciary and all the rest of thisdetritus element of so-called humanity be allowed to live? Why? I ask again! Or any of their close family members and bearing in mind thecountless millions of lives of innocent civilian women, children and men thatthey've sadistically and uncaringly eliminated from this earth the better todeprive them of their natural resources and indigenous wealth. As my Mum hasalways pointed out to me killing an adult poisonous scorpion but sparing itsyoung is utter foolishness; for young or baby scorpions in the fullness of timeand left unmolested grow up into fully fledged and similarly dangerous scorpions.


And no one was more pleased than my German Partner and me when back athome in Germany and after our sojourn in Barbados through our watertightsecure system of communication we were informed that Ian McNicol is to bekilled with others including his family members and NEC chums to follow. And you're free to copy this Scotland Yard and the UK security services, as I'msure you've already done. But anyway you've got my permission to do so, andtherefore can't later say that I the messenger am I'm withholding informationfrom you or even quite ludicrously commissioning murder (smile) . But the way Isee it most people are born with healthy arms and if at sometime during your lifeyou're diagnosed with a medical condition that effectively says that one of yourarms is gangrenous and thus a real threat to your life if it's not amputated nosensible person would say it's my arm, I've had it from birth and it should stay;and on that basis alone I don't want it amputated. Well that's their choice Isuppose. However when it comes to vote rigging as Ian McNicol and his chums atthe NEC are assiduously doing against Jeremy Corbyn and creating facts on theground that aren't meant to be rightfully there and in simple turns fucking up mycountry for the even greater benefit of the privileged few then I do think that Ihave a right and a duty to act, and will do! Ian McNicol MUST die and Iwholeheartedly subscribe to that and make no secret of how I feel about that,and anything I can do to facilitate this I will unhesitatingly do. He's not alone inthat regard but like al-Qaida Britain and the USA's creation and de facto YOURSand NOT mine or those connected with me, once said: 'You have the watches butwe have the time! ' Appropriately analyzed I would say. However in marked contrast I say: 'Long live Jeremy Corbin and an equitableBritain both shaped and run by him! ' Stanley Collymore


An Echo Chamber For The Powerful! By Stanley Collymore You call yourselves journalists but that’s not howI see you as and therefore don’t agree with youin the least since the term glorified andoverpaid stenographers more readily come tomind and is most apt description, I feel, of the vastmajority of you who work for these western,mega-corporate outlets or their likemindeddoctrinal and amalgamated state-ownedbrothers-in-arms’ organisations likethe BBC – sycophantic purveyorsof wilful misinformation as wellas a cataclysmic array ofhalf-truths liberally interspersed with downright liesand malicious fabrications which are assiduously,perniciously and persistently reworked toconvey a narrative that suits the dictatedagendas of those who imperiouslyyank your chains of compliantsubservience attendant withtheir comprehensive andunrelenting control ofyour avariciouspurse strings. Get a life for God’s sake! Try and remember, if your mindsaren’t addled or permanently contaminated by ravenousgreed or irreversibly tarnished by collective stupidity,what the Fourth Estate is actually all about, then goout and get as far away as possible from thecosy comfort of your office armchairsand courageously do the job you’resupposed to and that discerningmembers of the public expectyou to. Not unconscionably languish in the stinkingsewer of ostentatious dissemblance compoundedby the cynical betrayal of those whom youroutinely con while painstakingly


pretending to be what youpatently aren’t. For I am also a journalistand it absolutely disgusts me how youbehave, and all the more reasontherefore for me and other realjournalists like myself whofeel like I do to candidlyspeak out and act toput and end tothis insanefarce. © Stanley V. Collymore1 October 2013. Stanley Collymore


An Enduring And A Most Reassuring Love By Stanley Collymore I recall most vividly the very first time I met you Margaret;the warm and empathetic smile you spontaneously gaveme coupled with the reciprocal chemistry which hadinstantaneously and of its own accord magically, itseemed and also excitingly, developed betweenthe two of us without any fuss whatsoever orany of that contrived stuff that potentiallynew lovers customarily at the outset oftheir relationship readily indulge in. But in our respectivecase consisted of just two strangers immensely pleasedto be pleasurably afforded the interesting opportunityof becoming personally acquainted with each other,and to thoroughly facilitate this process, withoutthe merest semblance of or the probability ofthere being any vacillation or implausibledilly-dallying, unhesitatingly taking tothe summoning dance floor there towelcomingly express on both ourpart the extremely appreciableand stirring approval of twomutually delighted hearts. © Stanley V. Collymore20 December 2016. Author's Remarks:For Margaret of Boroughbridge, Yorkshire. The years have flow by inevitably butour first love with its enchanting memories remain constant. Indebted thanks toyou! Stanley Collymore


An Exceptional Lady! By Stanley Collymore The term friend and the expression neighbourlinessare perpetually and rather inappropriately, in myopinion, overused and even cynically abusedwith the primary intention of achieving anynumber of specific and self-serving endsby those who're insensitively and mostcalculatingly using them. However,and most appreciatively so, not inyour case Marguerita; since in every imaginable,customary and naturally expected way you'reunquestionably the classic embodiment ofinnumerable civilized virtues, which arethemselves, and transparently on yourpart, intrinsically consolidated withthe on a daily basis, and altruisticinterpretation of what those twopreviously mentioned key andaugust human characteristicsessentially denote and also,in point of fact, represent. © Stanley V. Collymore19 December 2016. Author's Remarks:This poem was inspired by and is specifically dedicated in grateful thanks toMarguerita; a longstanding personal friend and a thoroughly exemplaryneighbour. Thank you Marguerita for the several years of your excellentfriendship and altruistic good neighbourliness. And with my deepest appreciation too for all that you've excellent done, as usual,over these several years, have a blessed and Merry Christmas with its attendantNew Year celebrations. Stanley Collymore


An Explicitly Assured Commitment To Kill! By Stanley Collymore I've every right to a life of my own and furthermore tounimpeded go about my lawful activities like anyoneelse, whether you approve of my doing so or not.It's a stance to which I'm firmly committedto and for which I make no apologieswhatsoever to anyone; and that,most categorically, includesracist nerds like you. For if your idea of reality is to asininely anddeliberately choose to live in a virtual timewarp from where you ludicrously seekto re-create the very worst aspectsof an erstwhile real-life epochwhen neither you nor anyoneelse, for that matter, amongthe rest of us actually lived or couldhave realistically done so, and which allsensible people currently living wouldnot only resolutely eschew but alsodiscernibly hate to see resurrectedin the 21st Century; then themost charitable thing thatI can possibly say aboutyou is that you're apretty odious andirredeemablepillock. And were you to ever conspire to detrimentallycross my path, then proceed to gratuitouslyand loquaciously spew out your vile andillogical hatred of me - never mindthe calculated restraint shown onmy part in the face of your protractedand virulent provocations towardsme, but not withstanding that


maliciously become emboldenedto physically direct your racist andbizarrely white supremacist crap at me -considering that anyone with objectiveeyes can readily see what a particularlypoor specimen, in every regard, thatyou really are of the human race;then let me immediately disabuseyou of your congenital follyand to forthrightly, forcefullyand unambiguously make itabsolutely clear to you thatI shan't hesitate, giventhe aforementionedcircumstances, tounashamedly andunrepentantlykill you! © Stanley V. Collymore22 June 2014. Author's remarks:This poem is dedicated to Michael Adebolajo and Michael Adebowale in thankfulappreciation for your demonstrable courage, so explicitly shown, combined withyour committed determination not to bend the knee in abject genuflexion to thepernicious demands of racist imperialism and western neo-colonialist thuggery. For my part, it's a timely warning too to all the abysmally pathetic, congenitallyinbred and racist morons who, lemming-like, commute on the Number 23Metrobus Service that operates between Crawley and Worthing in West Sussex,England and back. A state of affairs that Metrobus would do well to promptlyacquaint itself with, properly and impartially investigate on the spot, and thenuncompromisingly stamp out unless it wants to make it into the headlines for allthe wrong reasons. Elaborating further on this particular loathsome and exceptionalist, whiteCaucasian theme, Yasmin Alibhai-Brown is more than capable enough ofdefending herself and doesn't need any help from me in that regard. But ifMichael Fabricant, the Conservative MP for Lichfield, feels he has the right tofreedom of expression, however odious or idiotic his views are, a stance I


wholeheartedly support in his and everyone else's case, why then does he spoilthat impartial approach by gratuitously threatening unproved violence tosomeone who wasn't in any kind of altercation with him or even a discussioncome to that - as Yasmin Alibhai-Brown quite evidently wasn't - but whosespoken opinions he nevertheless self-centredly, rather stupidly and ColonelBlimpishly disapproved of? Stanley Collymore


An Infinite Love Eternally Fortified In Spite Of YourTragic And Untimely Death! By Stanley Collymore From the very first moment that I saw you I instantlybecame aware of the tremendous impact you werehaving on me and which, as I gradually got toknow you, I insightfully realized was thecommencement of my love for you;then as I suitably wrestled withthat welcoming thought it too quickly dawned on me thatyou for your part were evincing reciprocal emotions forme. Delightedly, I encouraged these; and buttressedby my growing feeling for you, which you fullyendorsed with you sympathetic motivation, Ienergizingly pressed on. Two individualsin love with each other and, moreover,most cheerfully and constructivelyprepared to dauntlessly explorethe very enthralling and mostexhilarating possibility ofphysically, in additionto emotionally beingdedicated friendsand amorouslycommittedlovers. At the time both of us were young students enrolled atthe same university college and most propitiouslyhad discovered, as it happened, that we werealso on the identical course of study thateventually on our individual and, ofcourse, successful graduationwould fittingly enable us to joyfully, eagerly andconstructively embark on our carefully chosencareers as dedicated graduate teachers; fullyaware in our doing so of the multiple andchallengingly exciting responsibilities


which that prospective achievementon our part would entail for bothof us as we accordingly set outon a brand new start as partof the expected and fullyacknowledged gamutof the continuum ofour still decidedlyin progress butexciting evenso personaljourney. At last together romantically while simultaneouslyand happily sharing the same study course thatwould enable us to earnestly and properlyexplore, adjust whenever this wasnecessary, and most cruciallyall through this academic process be that betterinformed to scrutinizingly probe, preciselycomplement, and also consolidate ourthoughtfully arrived at conjecturaltheories, now through detailedand scrupulous examinationadeptly transformed intoobviously irrefutableconclusions, waschampion forus entirely. Absolutely inspirational and thoughtfully satisfying inevery possible way yet so uncomplicatedly engagedin without any fuss; pleasurably and naturallywelcomed, warmly embraced and activelyencouraged by family members andfriends alike whose instinctivetrust in our individual and reciprocal choiceof each other as prospective spouse andlife long partner to each other wereappropriately matched by their profound, mostgenerous and heartfelt wishes that markedlywere unreservedly, plainly, altruistically


and comprehensively, fully manifestin the process, merged with theirsupportive allegiance to ourfuture, well-being and, ofcourse, our mutuallyshared happiness. Happy as two courting blackbirds willingly ensconcedin a Clammy Cherry tree and, accordingly, in ourvery own fortunate and convivial environmentthoroughly composed and entirely carefreein our promising and positively at homesituation as any two self-assured and,metaphorically speaking, ardently attached lovebirds deeply and devotedly in love with eachother could possibly be, we congratulatedeach other on our shared good fortune;none the less never forgetting in ourunited celebration and privileged observance ourgrateful thanks and profound appreciation toGod Almighty for graciously allowing usto have and equally pleasurably enjoytogether this incredibly privilegedand fairly unique relationshipthat together we had ratherfortuitously managedto chance upon. Our individual honours degree successfully completedand our respective job interviews likewise finalized,all that now remained before we commonly andexpectantly embarked on our particularized,promising and encouragingly rewardingteaching careers was our enormouslyanticipated, joyously planned andpersonally pledged to be unforgettablegraduation ceremony and celebration; the wonderfulencapsulation of everything, both productive andenduringly transformative in our lives, that hadhappily and thankfully transpired during ourcourse of study, our truly delightful timestogether and, of course, the impending


expectations we reciprocally had notonly on account of us for the verylast time departing our learninginstitution and understandablyreflectively musing on thembut also, as we confidentlyand with the maximumof self-assurance andvigour, were aboutto boldly ventureinto the future. Deeply in love, as evidently we were, we were all thesame equally quite matured and highly responsibleenough to know that marriage, home-buildingand having children did not normally or, atthe very least, shouldn’t sensibly happenaccidentally or even purposely of theirown accord, but on the contrary hadto be both astutely, assiduouslyand positively worked on if developing these objectiveswere ultimately to be fruitfully achieved. And thosewere the salient criteria that we most carefullyimbued and determinedly tasked ourselveswould be our personal and reciprocalbenchmark and that unwaveringlyfrom which we would neverever permit ourselvesto consciouslydepart! But unknowingly and quite disastrously for us the omenswould and did ignobly conspire to ruin our brand newstart; for having purposely and mutually decided toaccept teaching positions at different schools, asituation freely motivated by neither of uswishing to metaphorically as it were getunder the other’s feet professionallyat the very beginning of our teaching careers,that’s exactly what we went on and ratherconsensually did. An altruistic movebut despite that, as subsequently


happened, one with veryunforeseen and direconsequences. For with my highly capable first aid training which wasmarkedly complemented by a vast amount of personalexperience that those who were present and activelyinvolved with my fiancée during that time in theschool’s gymnasium where she was workingin her dual capacity as a P.E. teacher didn’t,of course, possess; I was explicably butdeeply regrettably not there to saveher life when ironically from a previously medicallyundiagnosed and, as a result, an unconscious ofphysical illness: namely epilepsy, triggered asevere epileptic seizure which caused herlimp tongue to block the conduit to heroesophagus. A state of affairs that intrained and knowledgeable handswould’ve been easily rectifiedand thus have saved her life;but in its place, and in thevisible absence of suchskilled assistance mytreasured fiancéemost unhappilychoked andunluckilydied. © Stanley V. Collymore30 November 2015. Author’s Remarks:Lorna was 23 years old when she died and like the both of us was in her secondyear of teaching when that happened. A brilliant scholar, she was also a prolificand very talented poetess and from her school’s report an excellent teacher aswell. Sorely missed, deeply loved and forever remembered!


Stanley Collymore


An Unfair Victim Of Others' Accursed Austerity Blues! By Stanley Collymore I didn't ask to be born and don't remember being askedmy opinion as to whether or not I really wanted to behere; but I am! And having arrived and with thisearthly dwelling, how long for is still unclear,involuntarily my home, I've none the lessdone everything which was required ofme and rather factually, even if I dosay so myself, a darn sight morethan many who've positivelyended up much better offeconomically than me! Now those aren't emotions from a heart that's eatenup by anger, bitterness or callous jealousy, just anatural concern that in this climate of severebelt-tightening and relentless austerity it'susually conscientious and hardworkingpersons like me who're left to carrythe can while suffering the harshconsequences of unbecoming poverty, whichcertainly can't be right in a society whosegovernment and our elected MPs whilenot practising what they preach yettalk incessantly of us being in ittogether and falsely insinuateit's all about fairness andtheir warped notion ofalleged impartialityand the equalityof opportunity. © Stanley V. Collymore12 March 2016 Author's Thoughts:The good and hardworking people of Reading Berkshire have been hit with


swingeing austerity cuts that will affect their entire community and these areundoubtedly very perverse and unnecessary penalties that will affect some of themost vulnerable people in this extraordinarily outstanding cosmopolitan Berkshirecommunity and not least so those with disabilities who have been marshallingtheir forces to protest against these Tory Nazi calamities being callously imposedon them. Of course they aren't the only ones across the United Kingdom who theseexceedingly privileged Tory Gestapo headed by the ruthlessly ambitious GeorgeOsborne and, as he enthusiastically aspires to being and Boris Johnsonpermitting, the succeeding Fuehrer to David Cameron of the Fourth Reich exceptthat this time it isn't located in Germany but instead is very much implantedwithin Britain, have adversely and rather uncaringly affected in this way, andeven a cursory check of what is going on will clearly show that it's the less welloff conjoined with the evidently disadvantaged and not the well heeled, whocontinue to do rather nicely thank you, that are being concertedly targeted bythese incompetently privileged, unashamedly self-serving, thoroughlynarcissistic, graspingly hubristic and discernibly egocentric detrital elements ofhumanity. And how do they manage this? Quite easily as it happens, by playing on thefabricated and wilfully induced fears instigated by them and which they ensurecontinue to beset significant numbers of the brain-dead and easily manipulatedoiks within our societies. People, who invariably can't think for themselves, jumpon any bandwagon that rather disingenuously and outright lying they're told bythese same privileged prats is in their best interests. And principally among theirtargets and victims are migrants and refugees who are on their way to Britain,these British numbskulls are told, to scrounge off the UK and take their localjobs. Never mind that it would be contradictory to do two completely oppositethings at the same time but when you're devoid of basic commonsense you'llbelieve anything and even overlook in the process what has caused the refugeeand migrant crises in the first place. The utterly heart-rending tragedy being that ordinary decent, enormouslyhardworking and deserving people across the length and breadth of Britain arebeing sucked into this quagmire of deception when they really shouldn't be as ithas absolutely nothing to do with them and is not of their making or choosing.Meanwhile, the well-heeled continue to be exempt from these swingeingausterity measures. An utterly maddening situation being, and as I perceive it, isthat if the imbecilic camp followers and supporters of these Tory Nazis and theiraccomplices were the only ones being affected I wouldn't care one jot as they'reprincipally to blame as well; but they clearly aren't thus leaving the decent and


praiseworthy residents of Reading and others like them across the UnitedKingdom to bear the full brunt of these evil travesties being inflicted on them.And how sickening that every Tory MP within Berkshire and where Reading islocated fervently voted for these debilitating cuts to be introduced against themost vulnerable in the UK while it was the Labour MP who did the honourablething and voted against them. Stanley Collymore


An Unsurpassed Lady! There are women who inspire and thosethat are loathsome; ladies who are cultured:all graceful and winsome. But there’rebitches, too, one can easily despisewith greed in their hearts and hate intheir eyes. A mass of femininity then - allshapes and of every colour; likeable andadorable or simply great horrors. Amongthem are mothers, aunties, sisters –other relations without end; orwomen as lovers andeven as friends. But is the latter really possible a cynic mightwell ask? Yes, comes back the answer, but it’sa rather difficult task. For the mind of the woman,quite contradictory and Daedalian, is usuallyinclined to independently work somewhat differentlyfrom her brain. Therefore logic is seldom, if ever,distilled from her private sentiment or habitual andobdurate will; making it a lot harder for the averagewoman to impartially assess the issues as theygenerally stand, much less what’s really thebest for her, let alone that vulnerableand highly endangered speciescalled contemporary man. A blemish not found in your character thank God,since you evidently use your brain as Natureintended you should. And for that Dorialthose who’re privileged to know youare greatly relieved that in this worldof contrived conflicts, oases ofcommonsense and sanity,thankfully still exist. Stanley Collymore


Anal Sex And The Alarming British Fixation With It! By Stanley Collymore Well bugger me! Figuratively speaking I hasten to say,for that sort of thing was never in any way, isn't orshan't ever in a month of Sundays be my cup oftea as I'm strictly, uncompromisingly, ratherpartially, have never been disappointinglyand most assuredly am emphatically animpenitent Vagina Man myself, yousee! But what the dickens I wonderpossessed these jackal politiciansboth in the House of Lords and more especially sothe House of Commons to truthfully expect inthe given circumstances they've knowinglyinspired, instigated and rather politicallyand self-servingly over several yearsassiduously, vaingloriously but ohso stupidly sought to universallybeget the hollow concept thatseemingly, manifestly andincredibly dishonestly itwould appear that theynow want the cleverand sane among usin the populationto welcominglyacknowledgeand likewiseunderstand. Their worthless opinion that sticking one's penisup another person's bottom, or in the case ofmanifestly butch and testosterone-drivenlesbians, that in their predatory gamesdo precisely the same to achieve theidentical experience as their queermen; and that became an almostcompulsory activity that wasfraudulently but all the same laudably portrayed


by all of them and embraced by huge swathesof the United Kingdom's population with ithaving been manipulatively perceived bythem that this individual recreation wasevidently the very best thing to havehappened since the conception ofsliced bread and for that reasonall this cunning, proselytisingand sexual, propagandisticengineering which theypreviously and avidlyelatedly engaged in; They now presumably wish instead to firmlyknock on the head this burgeoning andclearly pandemic sexual recreationthat has gone bottom's up andde facto for them become acore British discomfiture as it's yet to beproven that apart from being a highlycontentious sexual recreation forsome pedication, or sodomy asit's more commonly known,to virtually everyone doesdo anything to actuallysupport procreationor amplify in anyway a nation'spopulation! © Stanley V. Collymore13 April 2016. Author's Remarks:The much and dishonestly propagandized; blatantly, habitually dumb anddisingenuously adhered to at home within the United Kingdom and consequentlyuniversally taken on board by simpletons or else downright lying and self-deceiving Britons and even unquestioningly believed by several of them of theludicrous mantra: 'We're all British so no sex please! ' is nothing more than arisible and preposterous myth that ought to be treated either as a bizarre mentalaberration that has critically affected the visual and the psychological observation


of those who're directly involved or else find themselves caught up in thisspurious attestation and consequently in the process have lost all sense ofproportion or logical reasoning or otherwise are patently too daft to recognize letalone sensibly or pragmatically accept, even if they don't approve of it, what'snoticeably and quite hypocritically going on around them, and therefore in myopinion all instances involving conduct of this kind or associated with any or all ofthese double-standards shenanigans should vigorously be explicitly dismissed orcontemptuously ignored. Widespread sexual cheating, numerous adulterous liaisons, multiple andpervasive acts of cuckolding and the preponderance of children eitherintentionally or haphazardly conceived out of wedlock and born within the samestatus quo or else cunningly and deceitfully palmed onto unsuspecting fiancés orboyfriends that are then clandestinely and shamelessly cited as their biologicalfathers fully conscious of the fact that they're not and who are additionally thenconned into marrying these heartless cheaters and spurred on either into doingso out of the noble act of chivalry and fatherly responsibility or else result inthem bringing forward an already anticipated or planned wedding because thewoman concerned had puzzlingly found herself pregnant or had inadvertently,she claimed, become so and wouldn't it be extremely nice also to preferablylovingly, prudently and responsibly embark on doing the right, proper,thoroughly family-friendly and devotedly oriented as well as the discerniblysocietallly non-ostracising thing, absolutely dependent of course on theparticipants social standing, and get married? That's, of course, if these kids are lucky to have parents, biologically related tothem or not, that are willing and prepared to get married, which is not alwaysthe case as more often than not they find themselves as part of a single parentonly and transparently maternal led family where although they're siblings theyall don't share the same father even when no cheating has taken place. Andwhen one realistically adds to that the well-know fact that when abroad Brits,and especially their women folk of all social backgrounds, have no moralcompunction whatsoever in licentiously behaving as if there was a closing downsale on sex and therefore they rationally and justifiably had to get their hands onas much of this precious commodity as they possibly could before it was all gone,does put into proper perspective the utter and I feel ridiculous and even worst sothe insulting notions that are consistently paraded and also allowed to flourish inrelation to Brits generally and their women in particular as regards sex. And while on a personal level this has absolutely nothing to do with anyone otherthan those who are directly involved it does however instantly cease to be astrictly personal matter for them when as a direct consequence of their actions


others are forced to pick up the financial tabs for their alarming irresponsibilityby having to economically maintain their broods. But other than that I personallycouldn't care less what they do with their individual lives; and as far as I'mlikewise concerned what other people think or don't think on this matter isentirely their own business. For in a genuine democracy or one that sells itself assuch people should be able to freely conduct their own lives within the frameworkof the law and as long as their concerted, intentional or irresponsible actionsdon't or aren't ever likely to impact adversely or in any other way, andspecifically unwantedly so, on the lives of others. Which brings me quite determinedly and categorically to the purpose of thispoem and article and why I've decided to write them. Having stated my opinionsunequivocally in the past and as I'm again doing now on the right of everycompos mentis and legally adult individual to live and conduct their life as theysee fit and this most specifically refers to their private life so long as this iscompletely carried out within the framework of the democratically instituted andlegitimate laws governing that particular country, I've always taken strongexception to any government or politicians, whoever or wherever they are,proselytising on how members of their population should actually behave behindclose doors and when what they're doing is strictly a private and legal affair.Pushing one's ideas down another person's throat because you hold a positionover them and feel you've a right to do so is not only repugnant itself but morallywrong; and for far too long and simply because it's their particular baggage thisis precisely what significant numbers of British politicians and other influentialmembers of UK society have been doing. I don't buy the baseless crap that some people have homosexual genes in themany more than I buy the similar crap that Blacks have an inbuilt predisposition tocrime. However, if those in power want to make homosexuality legal, and they'vedone so as it applies to the male gender, as it was never a crime where womenwere concerned since Queen Victoria asininely refused to accept that womencould be lesbians, don't know where the hell she got her senseless ideas and ill-informed information from or why she thought that the Greek island had formillennia, even during her reign, been called Lesbos, and her PM at the timedidn't have the balls to contradict her, I can perfectly well live with that and doso; but don't bloody well dictate to me that because it's your thing I must goalong with it. For to put not too fine a point on it that won't ever happen and ifyou think your coercive tactics against the populace per se will have anycounterproductive effect on me to sway me that way let me instantly disabuseyou of that notion and tell you upfront that you're fucking well wrong! And tonow most disingenuously claim that too many Brits are obsessively preoccupiedwith sodomy; well what the bloody hell did you queer-minded, dunderheads


expect? Stanley Collymore


Are You Really Sure You’re Who You Think You Are? I didn’t realize how much you thought I meantto you or even that you actually cared at all,for you always seemed to be totallywrapped up in yourself and,to be perfectly frankwith you, wholly indifferent aboutme and specifically whateverit was that was goingon in my life atthe time. So do forgive me if I’m curious to know what abruptlybrought on this change of heart on your part, andas you’re currently suggesting and apparentlyexpect me to believe as well has now, toput it mildly, dramatically from myprevious insignificant status inyour life to what’s obviouslyfrom your perspective and mostpuzzlingly and ostensibly flatteringfrom mine I think, catapultedme into the most favouredposition that you’vedeliberately set asidein your privateemotions? I’m well aware of the exhortation not to look a gifthorse in the mouth but I’m also fully cognisant,as I’m equally sure that you are too, of thelegendary story about the Trojan Horse,the adverse consequences that stemmed from it,and the chillingly pertinent lessons belatedlylearnt because of it concomitant with thejudicious advice to be exceedinglywary of the proverbial Greeksbearing unexpected andmore specificallyunsolicited


gifts. The latter admonition I both concur and totally empathize with;it is also one that I wholeheartedly support. So bearing allthat in mind I regret to say that I must reject youramorous overtures towards me, since the prospect ofmarital entrapment and the real likelihood of unwittingly fatheringone or even more children that I didn’t sire isn’t a pursuit thatany thinking member of the male gender, among whosenumbers I count myself as one of them, would, insuch questionable circumstances as the onesyou’re proposing and whatever theinducements were, want to besensibly undertaking. © Stanley V. Collymore7 October 2013. Stanley Collymore


Arise, New Scotland! Your Time Has Come. By Stanley Collymore Determination garlanded with basic commonsenseand an acutely perceptive awareness of whatyou want for your beloved country,Scotland; redeemable and conspicuouslypraiseworthy characteristics that arethemselves encased in a strikinglycompassionate and fulsomelyappreciative understandingof the genuine and quitedeserving needsof ordinarypeople. Indispensible requisites of trueleadership qualities that you, NicolaSturgeon possess in lavish abundanceand were formulated in the stark,markedly and demonstrablyunforgiving cauldron ofreality and afterwardsfashioned into tangibleform by the decisivehammer blows ofpragmaticallyconceived ofnecessity. For your vision, Nicola is Scotland’s future; andnot even the most concerted and dinosaurianapproach to the contrary, liberally fannedby vitriolic short-sightedness and hatecan ever neutralize or negate theinevitable: New Scotland’semergence as a vibrant,socially-caring, conspicuouslymeritocratically-empoweredand, significantly too, a


fully sovereign anddemocraticnation. One that’s very much in lieu of the customarilyoft-forgotten and vassal entity that for fartoo long has consistently been thecase in living memory. Anabsolute disgrace,but all the same one that the ruling, privilegedEtonians and their like-minded Westminsterilk would none the less very much likefor this terribly demeaning andillegitimate status quo topermanently remain. But bythe grace of God and trueScottish endeavour –Never! And mostcategorically notin Scotland’sname. © Stanley V. Collymore16 May 2015. Author’s comments:Using the analogy of human liaisons as a yardstick here, billions of peopleglobally routinely indulge in a plethora of relationships of a strictly personalnature that can and invariably do vary both in character and their intensity someof which are distinctly coerced, in which case the actual participants are eitherculturally or societally literally compelled to behave as they’re told or expected toand accordingly meekly acquiesce to the demands made on them – forced,dynastic and royal engagements-cum-marriages readily come to mind in suchcases; while on the other hand there’s a multiplicity of other private relationshipsthat are themselves and to varying degrees voluntarily engaged in for a diversityof personal reasons. But whether these relationships are either freely or coercively embarked upon itdoesn’t necessarily follow that because they happened that all, or even asignificant number of them, are what one might proverbially classify as matchesmade in Heaven or, for that matter, that even if they were initially and perhaps


genuinely assumed by all concerned that that was the case that that sincereassumption would continue to stay unaffected and would necessarily remain so;or that the status quo ante would both satisfactorily and enduringly stay constantand perpetually in place for those who’re directly involved. That’s why divorces were conceived in the first place and therefore naturally, andcompletely understandably, legally formalized to sensibly and practically enableas well as to ensure that all those who felt themselves either physically trapped,personally unfulfilled, unexpectedly and rather despairingly plunged intointellectual stagnation or perhaps enforced penury as a direct consequence oftheir involvement in such a relationship, especially if this occurrence essentiallycame about though no fault of theirs, and at the same time are haplessly forcedto witness their once expectant aspirations and spirited ambitions, when theirphysical union was joyously and optimistically constructed and confidentlycelebrated, now alas despondently wither away and, in the process, with themvirtually powerless to successfully influence far less remedy the tangled situationthey’re now in and badly want to be rid of; not unnaturally, given those aforesaidcircumstances, generally opt to have that said union legally dissolved. A state of affairs neither wholly nor even exclusively restricted just to marriedcouples or those in conventional partnership arrangements who opt to separatewhen the going either gets tough or the relationship itself is no longer beneficialor realistic in any meaningful sense. And it’s not just human beings that indulgein such conduct, businesses and even major corporate entities do the same, asindeed countries – the former Czechoslovakia, unitary Sudan and the federationof Malaysia and Singapore being just three examples of several more; so why notScotland relative to its unitary situation with the rest of the United Kingdom ifthat is the unquestionable desire of the Scottish nation? Which is exactly whatScotland is in its own right! And all the makeshift, completely dishonest and disingenuously lame excusesbeing mooted by the privileged, and totally out of touch with reality, Westminsterbrigade and their self-serving ilk are as I see it just that. Justification for them tovaingloriously continue to strut around, albeit obsequiously on the United States’behalf, as if Britain were still an imperialistic power that had any real influence,as it once did, in this world. Additionally too for the United Kingdom as it ispresently to carry on having a permanent seat in the post World War II created,unrepresentative, manifestly unaccountable, except to its constituent memberstates, and so-called United Nations Security Council. A presence that neither Britain nor France would have if the UNSC were trulyconstituted on authentic democratic principles rather than post World War II


conveniences; and were Scotland to vacate the United Kingdom, and thoseensconced in their Westminster bubble know this perfectly well, the practicabilityof a rump Britannia, rationally untenable as it already is with a full UnitedKingdom in situ, would immediately, and globally as well, become even moreunsustainable and unpardonable with Scotland’s exit from the United Kingdom;and of course that’s exactly the very last thing in this world that the imperialistand colonialist cliques in their overwhelmingly phobic and unquestionabledelusional state of white supremacist exceptionalism throughout Westminsterand across England per se would ever want. So English leaders having Scotland stay in the United Kingdom has everything todo with global pretence on their part and bugger all to do with the genuine andpressing needs of the Scottish people or their beloved Scotland. And all thepublicly aired blandishments of David Cameron, his Conservatives and everyleader of the other political parties south of the Scottish border are not only falsepromises but likewise can be equated to the actions of a serial adulterer whothinks that spouting fancy words, offering to change their mode of behaviour,when privately they have not the slightest intention of doing so, and conningtheir spouse or partner to stay in a physically bruising or psychologically harmfulrelationship through the bribery of unexpected gifts whenever that spouse orpartner looks set to leave, is plausibly more of what Scotland and its people, inmy opinion, can expect if they opt to carry on staying in the United Kingdom. Stanley Collymore


As In Life So Too In Death – No Justice; No Peace! You might be able to stitch me up with crimes I didn’tcommit; racially stereotype and accordingly, thanksto your meticulously hand-picked and bentjurors, routinely find me guilty, thenget your crony magistrates or elitist judgeswith their entrenched Colonel Blimp andcolonialist mindset to incarcerate mefor inordinately lengthy periodsof time in your antiquated,18th Century-assembledand enormouslycongestedjails. That’s, of course, if your arrogantly assumedand disdainfully exhibited abhorrenceof me, comprehensively andliberally laced with anastonishing immunity you know that youcan reliably count upon doesn’t cause you toforego all that earlier stuff and, profoundlyemboldened by the successful prospectsof your racist enterprise, lead you tocallously and sadistically, evenin broad daylight and on thestreets of our busy cities,gratuitously deprive meand others like meas well of ourlives. But then, to you I was always just anotherNigger: one of the thousands of othersof all ages and of both genders thatsystematically, continually anduncaringly on your part as well asthat of our supposedly impartialjudicial system; our country’svenal and grossly unfit for


purpose politicians who generally andtogether with the powers that benot only wanted us dead butalso at whose hands weconsistently found ourselves subjectedto racial stereotyping and profilingordinances, which clearly werethemselves liberally spurredon by untrammelledsophistry and culpablepernicious acts ofmindbogglingbigotry. And although we’re now finally dead: raciallymurdered or executed as you all wanted usto be, our righteous cause will none the lesslive on eternally in the hearts, minds andactions of those close to us: the likesof Carole Duggan or Neville andDoreen Lawrence for instance,who love and will alwayscare about us and thejustice which they knowwe justly deservedbut, of course,never got. Honest, decent, hardworking and law-abidingpersons: although no noticeable advantage,if any at all, has been discerned fromthem being thus, who all thesame along with thousands of likemindedpeople across the entire nation already knowfull well that what happened to us, andquite unrestrained is going on apace,is criminally wrong, and in conscionableterms too the most damnable moral travesty thateither we or those who’re currently affectedcould ever face; and that without justiceto lean upon, impartially grant usfull absolution, and from this pernicious


evil we’ve all been cruelly subjectedto secure for us a warrantablesocietal reprieve, then therecannot or won’t ever beany meaningful ordurable peace! © Stanley V. Collymore12 January 2014. Comment:This poem was written specifically with Mark Duggan in mind and is dedicated tohis children, mother, other family members, friends and supporters, but mostespecially to Mark’s aunt Carole Duggan. An incomparable lady, Carole whose courageous and tireless commitment, in theface of overwhelming odds against her, not only to ascertain truthful answers asto why her nephew was murdered but additionally the juxtaposition of this withher unflagging energy and indefatigable determination to see justice done by himI find highly commendable, fully empathize with, totally admire andwholeheartedly support. God bless and sustain you in your worthy endeavours Carole, and in heeding toothe compellingly powerful and pertinent voice from the grave embedded in yourown spirited and honest cry: “No Justice; No Peace! ” After the most brutal, savage and summary execution of Mark Duggan on aLondon street and in broad daylight on the 4th August 2011 the police spinmachine went into overdrive. A vicious crime exacerbated by the abysmally atrocious manner and indifferenttreatment meted out to Mark’s family afterwards when they peacefully soughtanswers at Tottenham Police Station as to why their loved one was murderedand that served as the catalyst for the subsequent widespread riots acrossEngland when news of their gross mistreatment at the hands of the police, all toocommon in the case of Black people, became knowledgeable was, to say theleast, inevitable. However, in a desperate bid to expunge the blood-stained tracks of those whohad premeditatedly planned, ordered, oversaw and ultimately carried out MarkDuggan’s extra-judicial execution, and specifically in the lead up two and a halfyears later to the most perverse inquest jury verdict outcome either witnessed or


recorded in the UK, the police, who were the perpetrators of Mark’s killing, ablyassisted by their compliant media hacks hurriedly went on the offensive todisparagingly vilify him at all costs. Instantaneously Mark Duggan was publicly and vociferously declared as havingbeen the 45th most dangerous criminal, and how’s this for idiotic hyperbole, notin Britain as the many gullible and significant brain-dead in our midst wouldexpect; oh no! But the whole of Europe. Risible or what? This notwithstanding the deadly circumstances replete in theentire situation surrounding Mark Duggan’s controversial murder and againstwhose backdrop this claptrap and cynical charade were being absurdly playedout. Personally, I don’t think that that remark from our boys in blue, echoed andregurgitated by their racist chums, about Mark Duggan being the 45th mostdangerous criminal throughout Europe would have found favour with or gonedown at all well with the Italian or Russian mafias for example; let alone theincorrigible, sadistic, cut-throat killers and so-called leaders of the westerncreated, and in which Britain played a major role, hand-out, dependency satrapyof Kosovo that these western paragons of virtue, as they would have you believe,still avidly support. Understandably, the respective European mafias and their Kosovan counterpartsmust be spitting rage at having been so disrespectfully and publicly humiliated bya concerted British police propaganda campaign, and a lying one at that, thatsees these genuinely well-renowned and arch-criminals criminally, andmortifyingly so, supplanted by of all people a London Blackman. Ironic coming from the British police, I must say, when all the empirical data tohand categorically show that Blacks in the UK are more likely to be the principalvictims of crime here rather than the perpetrators of it; and particularly so ofrace crimes, that as some of Britain’s major broadsheets reported on the 13January 2014 the police don’t even bother to investigate. And with such endemicprejudices within the police ranks reinforced by conditioned racial stereotypeswhy would they prefer to hesitate, given those clear-cut circumstances, ratherthan summarily kill a Blackman when the opportunity either presents itself or oneis premeditatedly and cynically manufactured for them? Be that as it may! But having assiduously observed and contemporaneouslycollated the many facts as they emerge, it all looks very much to me like theBritish Police and more especially their Metropolitan colleagues on finding


themselves shut out of the public convenience of honesty and reason andtherefore anxiously looking for somewhere else to offload their profuse urine,were forced in the Mark Duggan case, as they were with the Stephen Lawrenceone and others, to piss in the air in the earnest hope that in doing so what theylet off didn’t fall back and embarrassingly drench them. However, in the immortal words of the black bobsledder in the film “CoolRunnings” similarly compromised in his emergency situation the response is:“Too late! ” Stanley Collymore


Backstabbers Violent people one can mostly avoid, it’s thesame with known liars who are prone tobe such; it’s a different kettle of fishthough with those who smile to yourface and behind that false smilehappily plunge the dagger oftreachery in your back.Avoid such personslike the plague,they can’t betrusted. © Stanley V. Collymore8 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Bajan Crop Over Lift up yuh voices and shout loud and clear“Crop Over Festival is once more here! ”Uh time fuh fun an’ relaxation too -nuh inhibitions please, as datwon’t do! Dere’s dancingand swaying tuh depulsating beat of Caribbean rhydumsdat’ll get yuh moving an’ quicklypun yuh feet. Dere’s food tooof all sorts: hot, spicy an’flavoured - a culinarytreat dat will longbe remembered. And when in de cool uh de evening sun yuhneed uh pick-me-up tuh help yuh carry on,dere’s Mount Gay an’ Cockspur:Barbados’world famous rums -uh absolute guarantee Tuhwarm dose parts uh debody which couldn’t bereached by de rays uh de sun. So datwhen de fireworks display and degreat bacchanal are done, it’syour choice entirely weddertuh carry on partying ormek yuh way home. Stanley Collymore


Band Of Gold I know that I’ve no legal or moralclaims on you, as the only attachment Ihave to you at present is the love weshare for each other – because thewedding ring you wear is notmine but given to you by another; and likea beguiling moat, beneath whose unruffledsurface lurks many dangers, it shuts youin: a prisoner of love in your fortifiedcastle. Therefore, the only realistic chanceI have of ever getting to you, other thanme storming the castle or else layingsiege to it that is, is for someone,preferably yourself, who’s onthe inside to lower thedrawbridge downand let me in. © Stanley V. Collymore.14 December 1997. Stanley Collymore


Be Flexible I do not demand or even expect you tochange your mind, for your opinionsare much too entrenched for that –what I do want however is foryou to adjust your attitudeto sensibly recognisethere’s a differentpoint of viewto yourown! Stanley Collymore


Be Strong! When the odds are heavily stacked againstyou that’s the best time to show the truemetal of which your character ismade; for regardless of howlong it takes or the many injusticesthat have been gratuitously, bigotedlyor even sadistically meted out toyou, trustworthiness, truth andcharacter will ultimatelyprevail in the end. © Stanley V. Collymore12 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Beastly The major difference that existsbetween animals and humanbeings is, that animalsdon’t ever pretendto be what theyknow theyaren’t. Stanley Collymore


Being A Female Isn't In Itself The Only QualificationTo Be A Mother! By Stanley Collymore It would be nice to think, truly believe and honestlysay that all females who do become pregnant, inwhatever way, or even acquired the status ofadopted parents and consequently in eitherprocess de facto became female parents,then as a result of them managing to doso they somehow essentially and alsounimpeachably are moreover in thisnoticeably subjective assumptionby those who adopt this point of view mustfor that reason alone and everlastingly beguaranteed in those said circumstancesregardless of how seemingly strangeor ludicrously contradictory sucha presumption actually is or inthe end turns out to be mustnone the less duplicitously,disingenuously and moreoften than not brazenlyand wrong-headedlyin this discerniblygloomy processas mothers too. Absurdly, and certainly dishonestly so, ascribingto all of them, and irrespective of either who orwhat they are, the laudable status of motherthat substantial numbers of you out therepublicly take to erroneously and evencategorically in your self-contrivedstate of reverent and unshakabledelusions contend is the case;injudiciously making thesewomen indisputably mothers basically becausethey either biologically or by virtue of some


noticeably twisted and utterly self-servingundertaking of theirs, on top of what intheir narcissistically engineered andpropelled obsession irresponsiblyconjoined with their distinctlyinadequate or prominentlynon-existent parenting skills all the samecause these women with their intenselydeep-rooted illusions to incorrigiblysuppose that their egotistical andself-centred longings are rightlyand commensurately togetherwith other manifest failingsof theirs quite satisfactoryin themselves to makingthem complete women;and even inexplicablyiconic and somewhatunnecessary to sayproper mothers inevery likely way. So why don't you prudently join forces with thosewho perceptively see motherhood as much morethan just acquiring children for purposes onlythe lines of beings to be proudly paraded asprized assets of yours; or to satisfy yourdemented and compulsive longing tounconvincingly prove that you'rewhat you'd like the rest of us tounwisely believe you to be what clearly you'renot, but think you are; or as the prospectiverecipients of your ill-gotten gains when,regrettably for you, you must shuffleoff your mortal coils from this life,and instead look upon them all aswhat in effect they certainly are:particularized human beings intheir own right who could, ifgenuinely and intelligentlypermitted to be, can withrelative ease become a


tangible credit to youas a mother speciallyor in alliance withsomeone else, aslaudable parentsmore generally? © Stanley V. Collymore29 February 2016. Author's Remarks:With the upcoming Mother's Day remembrance and celebration festivities due inthe United Kingdom on March 3,2016 I'd very much like to add my owncontribution to this particularly special day itself, as well as all the appropriateand fitting celebrations scheduled individually by various offspring or collectivelyby families up and down the country to commemorate the occasion. And I do thisnot because I feel obligated to follow suit; oh no, but because I have a plethoraof exceedingly good reasons why I must. To begin with my own upbringing was atruly fantastic one in every conceivable way and not only as a direct result of mybiological mother's sterling efforts but also those as well of the several voluntarilyinvolved, willing, incredibly superb, positive and iconic mothers that I additionallyand welcomingly had. The vast majority of them my close blood relatives! For example, both my biological grandmothers; great-aunts, and in this regardparticularly my great-aunt Millie, my several biological aunts on my mother andfather's side of my family, and even their close female friends who all took theirturn or else collectively mothered me. Yes, I was showered in love but by nostretch of anyone's fertile imagination was I witlessly pampered or spoilt in anyway, and during the altruistic and evidently pleasurable tasks and that theseincredibly blessed with foresight and mountains of love ladies allotted themselvesin relation to myself they not only became my role models but my enduringmentors too on effectively everything pertaining to life generally from athoroughly objective and highly informative female perspective as well asencouragingly ensuring in the process that I was equally cognizant of the"evils" that could and invariably did at times emanate too fromwoman kind. No special treatment afforded to me in either of these regards sincethey were similarly meticulous, I knew, in their education of me as they were inregards of their own biological children whether they were older or younger thanmyself. So to all of them, those who're still happily for me in this earthly life that we


mutually share as well as those who sadly but inevitably have departed it, a trulyheart-warming and the biggest thank you not only on this upcoming"Mother's Day" but as I've routinely done in the past relative to beingthe fortunate and blessed recipient of you love, good wishes and general lookingout for me and my individual interests, guided by you astute understanding oflife conjoined with your brilliant application of its most positive aspects; againthank you all from the bottom of my heart. I alluded earlier to the negative aspects associated with motherhood and as I'veenumerated the most disturbing of these in my poem: "Being a female isn'tin itself the only qualification to be a mother! " I shan't embark onrepeating myself and will instead leave you to judiciously apply yourcommonsense, realize and appropriately address that specific matter in asconscionable a fashion as you're either capable of or actually want to. Meanwhileto all of you who've been as truly blessed as I've been and likewise so to allthose mothers: biological, adopted or fostered, who've industriously and lovinglyworked throughout their raising of you to make you into the treasured andvaluable person that you are emotionally and in every other positive sense, havea truly worthwhile and deserving Mother's Day; and God Bless! Stanley Collymore


Being With You By Stanley Collymore I love the comforting ease of conversationthat reassuringly exists between the twoof us: a communication not utteredby lips because of the situationwhich we find ourselves inbut beautifully conveyed, none the less,through earnest yet encouraging eyesthat willingly impart the secretcontents of two exploratoryand romantic hearts. © Stanley V. Collymore8 July 2001. Stanley Collymore


Biologically Related, Familially Strangers! By Stanley Collymore You are the grandchildren whose presence I’m very muchaware of but who notwithstanding that you’re also thegrandchildren I’ve never seen or embraced; havenever communicated with or been given theopportunity to welcome into this worldwe currently share with each other My biological offspring, most certainly, but that is all itwould appear to be as things presently stand. A veryawkward state of affairs to fin one’s self in I mustadmit, and all because there have been noovertures on the part of your parent, who ironically ismy own natural child that I love immensely andforever will, to bury the hatchet respectiveto our distant familial falling out andas such prevents you from eitherseeing or having anythingat all to do with me. Of course I shall respect tough not condone this insufferableaction that has been foisted upon you and to which I’mbeing subjected myself, as I have no wish to embroilyou in a matter that isn’t of your making; whichoccurred long before your own parents evenknew about each other’s existence or you were yourselvesconceived and ultimately came into this world as fullyfledged members of the human race, but at the sametime as an inactive and involuntarily proscribedpart of mine and your own ancestral lineage. But what you’re presented with as you look intothe mirror of life and unwittingly see only awhite Caucasian staring back at you is, Imust point out, analogous to theviewing of well sculptured and impressively laidout sand dunes strewn across an otherwise bleakand desolate desert scene whose bewitchingly


captivating landscape can nevertheless soeasily conjure up, if one is not fullycognisant of the inherent dangersthat lay within, the deceptiveimagery of something thatis entirely different fromwhat it purports to be. Nevertheless, even the most treacherous of desertsare known to facilitate an oasis or two, and it’sto be hoped that in time with a much betterawareness and more accurate appreciation of whoyou actually are that the Oasis of your Africanand Afro-Caribbean lineage will no longerbe deliberately disguised as somethingeither to be ashamed of or summarilydismissed as an irrelevance to becompletely but instead are mostwelcomingly seen and fullyembraced as requisiteattributes of yourpersonal andeverydaylives. Assets, not hindrances, to be proudly and conscionablyput on display and, significantly, acting as a reliablebulwark to stop you from needlessly and forlornlyfloundering in a contrived desert of folly andor insentient ignorance of who preciselyyou are. And just to let you know Ishall be that welcoming Oasissecurely located in your Desertof indiscernment and alwaysthere for you wheneveryou decide thatyou needme. © Stanley V. Collymore5 November 2013.


Stanley Collymore


Black Skin Ridiculed and scorned it was youthat gave me the inspirationto carry on – for in theirintense hatred of you,your enemies alsorevealed theirinnate fearof me! Stanley Collymore


Boundless Love By Stanley Collymore What is the purpose of bestowing Love if you then haveto define its meaning; carefully explain its designatedobjective to the recipient of it, and most cruciallywhy it is that you’re giving it? For havingin itself to do any or all of these thingssimply cheapens the exercise aswell as glaringly detractsfrom the spontaneity andthe inherent essenceof the most aptand altruisticof humanacts thatthereis. That I love you goes without saying, and gratefully the profoundindebtedness to you on my part for the unswerving reciprocityof your love for me is both flattering and heart-warminglywelcomed; a compellingly enthralling situation that’sfully augmented by the firm knowledge that of allthe voluntary decisions in my life that I couldpossibly have contemplated and willinglyimplemented, falling in love withyou and honestly apprising you of that fact is oneof the best that I’ve ever made, or I’m likelyto accomplish; and, what’s more, withouthaving to explain myself becauseperceptively you graciouslyappreciate what I havedone and intelligentlyunderstand why! © Stanley V. Collymore4 May 2014.


Comment:“I Love you! ” - three of the most profound and invariably recurrent life-changingwords in the English or any other reciprocal languages that can and quite often,in whatever cultural aspect in which they’re expressed, do evoke sentiments thatcan either immensely enhance one’s personal life’s prospects or conversely if thefeeling are unreciprocated turn them into any absolute nightmare. Stanley Collymore


Bright, Feminine And Fearless! It’s customary for most politicians when asked why theyentered politics to say they did so to make a difference.What that difference is, is often at best either quitevague or never overtly expressed and alwaysremains an amorphous concept which isnever fully defined or understood. Nevertheless, most voters by electing them to the publicoffices they hold still idealistically trust those whomthey freely chose to be their standard-bearersand therefore generally assume will notonly be honest with them but alsocommittedly have their hearts lodgedin the right place and do what’s right where theinterests principally of their constituents butlikewise together with the wider ones oftheir country at large will similarly beparamount, so that the expectationsplaced in these MPs and theaspirations that have beenengendered from doingso can reliably becounted on. Alas, though, this almost blind faith unwarrantedlyentrusted in the assumed probity and even thecompetence of their elected representativesis seldom rewarded, with the instancesof those selflessly fulfilling theseexpectations being the rareexception rather thanthe general rule. But you Clare, in marked and exemplificative contrast,are a priceless gem glowingly ensconced amongthe gaudy and even counterfeit bric-a-bracof human detritus, and especially of thepolitical kind, that risibly but even sois concertedly and routinely passed


off as what it evidently is not; allto no avail, I must thankfullyadd, with prescient-mindedfolk who can easily detect,graciously respect and inspirationallyappreciate the genuine article whenthey come across it. And there’snone to be sure more authenticor compellingly enliveningin that latter regard thanyour inimitable selfClare Daly! © Stanley V. Collymore30 June 2013. Stanley Collymore


Brilliant Motherhood And Self-Effacing FemininityConjoined As One! By Stanley Collymore You are the visible characterization and upliftingembodiment of natural motherhood, intuitivelyconducting yourself as every loving, caringand scrupulously trustworthy, biologicalmother or parent of whatever categoryshould; an entirely enthralling anda most pleasurable observation,in every imaginable way, tocomfortingly survey in avivacious atmosphereof unstinting andquite justifiedadmiration. Someone that in this generally feckless, highlyirresponsible and largely dissolute societyof mendacious mediocrity and purblindstupidity commonplace unfortunatelyas well as utterly demeaning andwhich nowadays, delusionallyand asininely, are ludicrously are andseriously passed off as desirable traits ofresponsible parenthood and grown upmaturity; yet conscionably and inevery other conceivable way,and noticeably eschewedby you, patently andongoingly clearlyand specificallylack any trueperceptionof cogentintegrity. But you who’re obviously untouched by all of this


have markedly in your case - so conspicuouslyand refreshingly different, I must truthfullysay, that one would either have to be blindor else completely doltish not to notice,fully appreciate and unconditionallyvenerate this methodology of yours inevery practicable way; that’s splendidlyunpretentious, manifestly scrupulousand agreeable; positively appealingundeniably inspirational and hasmaterialized as a decidedlyfriendly, captivatinglyfeminine and, from apersonal perspective, asa veritably gratifyingsight to see andhonourablyrevere! © Stanley V. Collymore5 October 2015. Author’s Remarks:The appreciation of altruistic motives if not entirely dead in Britain as a whole hasmost certainly been in a very regressive coma for several years now andmarkedly exhibits all the transparent signs of not only being terminally but alsounrecoverably ill. Most contemporary Brits of all ages and each gender haven’tthe foggiest notion of what altruism is or what when quite authenticallydispensed that gesture is all about, and is nothing more, in my honest opinion,than casting pearls before swine. It’s the same with compliments genuinelygiven. Thankfully it’s not a situation that I come across in Germany or anywhere else,come to that, globally, and categorically seems to be specifically a British curse.So as a rule of thumb the only Brits that I routinely pay compliments to or setabout doing anything altruistically for are family members, close and trustedfriends and on the very rare occasions those whom I’ve previously not met norknown but who evidently and rather refreshingly transcend the perniciousbanality and rampant stupidity that is so replete within my country. This poem was inspired by one such unique person who is British but is as far


removed from her peers as chalk is from cheese. Stanley Collymore


British Tabloids Do you have any perception of what thetruth is really about or, for that matter,even care? Or does your obsessivefascination with all thingsprurient comprise yourone and only trueinterest in life? Therefore, whether or not the storyyou’re after actually fits the billyou always seek to make itso; and the reason why isvery clear, as everyintelligent observer knows.For the bigger your dailycirculation is the moreadverts you can sell;so integrity andfairness canall go tohell! © Stanley V. Collymore3 April 1998. Stanley Collymore


Britons, Definitely Under The Weather! By Stanley Collymore Winds gusting, though noticeably without any sustainedintensity, upwards to ninety miles per hour; coastalwaters with obligatory but far from wholeheartedcohesion doing their bit to portray an imageof terror whose fearful perception swiftlygrabs the undivided attention of thecredulous, those who’re easily orquite prone to be manipulated by asensationalist media and transport executives ofthe Jobsworth School of act first and think:a commodity that’s invariably in veryshort supply where such peopleare concerned, afterwards. People who unwarrantedly but conveniently hidebehind Health and Safety regulations, becausethey’ve definitely nothing positive to offerthemselves, to cover up their systemicinefficiencies in relation to the jobsthat clearly they should neverhave been trusted within the first place. The weather, whether it’s good or bad, is a seasonal butnevertheless an integral part of the natural cycleof our known universe evidently anddispassionately designed aswell as significantly contolled by Nature performing adelicate and seemingly at times impossible balancingact between the diverse and not uncommonly sodiametrically opposed interests of both livingand inanimate things that generally competewith but often and not unusually out of acommon necessity complement eachother as well; a state of affairshowever which mankind, evenwith the best of intentions


in mind, will perpetuallyremain an interestedbut all the samea bit player. Which doesn’t mean that human beings should throwtheir hands up in despair, lazily sit back and do nothing,retreat from the predicament they’re faced with, oreven worse still add to the worst elements ofwhat’s a constantly evolving situationthey already know they’ll be facedwith by asininely adopting andapplying measures that are bound toexacerbate what is predictably aproblematic development inthe offing for everyoneof us who’s around.and involved. Other countries with serial worse weather conditionsthan Britain routinely experiences or is ever likelyto confront in the foreseeable future manage tocope exceedingly well in either forestallingor successfully combating the very worstclimatic outrages that a volatile andtempestuous Nature throws at orrecurrently subjects them to. So why not Britain? Where train schedules are universallydisrupted or completely scrapped as a consequence ofinfinitesimal things like leaves falling on the tracks;bus services similarly halted because of rainwater,designated as flooding, falling and collecting onbadly constructed roads with no effective orefficient run-off facilities and water logging them inthe process; with nonsensical risk averse adviceunwisely tendered by the authorities, absurdlysuggesting that people should stay indoorsand work from home. How does thatactually help, I wonder, if yourprofession happens to bea nurse or a doctor?


The weather is quite an obsession in Britainbut that seems to be all where it’s concerned;because no one in authority here, sure ashell, seems to have any sensible ideashow to efficiently deal with it; aself-inflicted problem that ourContinental neighboursand others globallydon’t appearto have. © Stanley V. Collymore29 October 2013. Stanley Collymore


Bugger Off Santa Claus And Give Me Some Peace AndQuiet! By Stanley Collymore Look Santa! I know perfectly well that it's Christmas andwhat you're up to now are the sort of things that youobviously delight in and most evidently, as well,thoroughly enjoy doing; but just because it'syour specific thing and loved by somedoesn't mean that everyone similarlywants to be actively engaged in or is even the leasttolerant of these very much quite inescapably inyour face and rather bullish shenanigans. Andtherefore, cautiously putting it politely anddiplomatically, or as I rather prefer to docandidly; when it comes to the lattergrouping of persons, then I mostdeterminedly, and decidedly,count myself among them. So in my case please do me and yourself at the sametime one great big favour and just bugger off! Andnot because I abhor or for that matter personallyhave anything whatever against Christmas perse; for truthfully I very much to the contrarycontentedly and unhesitatingly do confessto being an enthusiastic fan of old Noel;and while my willingly admitting thismight appear odd as Hell to you inthe circumstances of what I've earlier been saying,have none the less always and distinctly for mebeen religiously and socially celebratory thatway. However, I do take a not unreasonableexception to some obese and pensionableperson, absolutely nothing at all againstageism mind just the droll incongruityof the entire thing I readily confess,dressed up in a ridiculous costumeof red and white rampaging across my roof in what


at best is obviously a most old-fashioned sleighpulled by a herd of discernibly hyperactivereindeer. All well and good for the lot ofyou and every likeminded person whopatently thinks that it's a barrel fun.That said though, when I checkedmy individual situation with myestablished insurance company,Direct Line, I was explicitlyinformed that any damagecaused either directly byyou Mr Santa Claus oryour reindeer just wasnot covered by myhome contents orany of the otherpossessed byme personalinsurancepolicies. © Stanley V. Collymore22 December 2015. Author's Remarks:I was seven years old when I had a falling out with Santa Claus that wouldbecome permanent. Earlier that year and having been exceedingly goodthroughout it, as I normally was, I wrote to Santa asking him if I could have acricket bat engraved with the names of any of my three cricketing heroes - I'm astaunch cricket fan - the 3 Ws, Worrrell, Weekes and Walcott, or preferably allthree of them if he could manage that. I subsequently in return got a letter from Santa Claus promising me that hewould fulfil my wish; and pleased as anyone could possibly be by the fact ofknowing that a special wish of theirs would be forthcoming I couldn't wait for theonset of Christmas, which was always a festive and religious season that I lookedforward to and thoroughly enjoyed, to happen. Furthermore, this time I toldfamily members and friends who asked me what I wanted them to get me forChristmas that the choice as usual was entirely theirs but they were not to getme a cricket bat as Santa Claus was already doing that.


But Christmas came and went, and while I got loads of presents from lots ofpeople Santa Claus never delivered on his promise nor did he bother to send mean explanation for what he did, or more fittingly didn't do. So instead I wrote hima terse letter telling him what I thought of him and calling him a miserly prat. Hemust have taken umbrage to that but I didn't care and readily forgot all abouthim. Fast forward to my early adulthood and Santa Clause with his reindeerrecommenced driving his sleigh over the roofs of whatever home I was living in;ridiculous really as none of them ever had any chimneys, a specific thing withme. And with good reason! I'm a staunch environmentalist and eschew pollutingthe atmosphere with the residue from fossil fuels and instead opted for insulatedlofts, solar panel roofs and state of the art central heating, so there were nochimneys attached to any of my homes for this rotund man to embarrassinglyclimb down, than Heavens! Nevertheless, he made up for that with his dry runs;with him accompanied by his reindeer creating an unholy din over my roof tops Imust say! Thankfully, all this happened prior to Christmas itself, which as it happens in mycase I never spend in Britain; as I'd long discovered, coming not long after myinitial altercation with Santa that there isn't just the one Santa Claus but afranchise of them with their own specific jurisdiction, and judiciously I makeabsolutely sure each year that I'm out of the jurisdiction of that Santa Claus whococked it up for me all those years ago. And so this poem, drawing on my own experience as a child, is written for anddedicated to all those who've been similarly hard done by an unforgivable SantaClaus or who are simply agnostic about them. And remember this; I got over mydisappointment and so will you! Meanwhile, have a cracking Christmas all of you. Stanley Collymore


Carry On Killing! By Stanley Collymore We need a war:as we have no answers of any kind for therepeated failures and full-scale collapseof the economy, which we'vepersistently botched up with suchstunning regularity through ourexceptional mediocrity; soa war would do nicely,wouldn't you say,in helping tofocus ourminds? We need a war:to consolidate and further stimulate theexpanding arms industry; our solitaryoutstanding success, rivalled onlyby our extraordinary zest inunmasking our incrediblearrogance and amazingstupidity in not havinglearnt anything atall from ourvery recentpast. We most definitely need a war:to help eradicate large sectionsof our communities - theflotsam and jetsam of humanity whoconstitute the sick, aged, disabled,unproductive, unwanted, and thelong-term unemployed; peoplethat we really can't abideand from whom it would bemost uncivil and deceitfulto conceal our absolute


contempt and justifiedhostility, for they'reevidently such ahuge financialmillstone onthe rest ofsociety. We need a war:as fighting with others, and even amongourselves, is what we're gifted atdoing; and it's such great funkilling then making martyrsof the dead and icons ofthe injured living -those who werefortunate to havesurvived theslaying. So let's have another wonderful warthat we can joyfully celebrate insongs, propaganda films, andhypocritically but oh somajestically in ourcharacteristic and militaristicallyceremonial parades lay costlywreaths at cenotaphs for,just like we do eachyear for thelast one. For let's not forget that we have thetechnology and the pedigree aswell as the power lust toengineer and sustain anuclear holocaust - and won'tit just be fun, especially if it'sdone in someone else'sbackyard, and as faras possible awayfrom our


own? ? Stanley V. Collymore27 March 1998. Author's Notes:The banks, other financial institutions, multinational corporations and the militaryindustrial complex, all of whom are a law unto themselves and thereforeabsolutely unaccountable to no one else but themselves, together with thegannet of political stooges that they totally control and who in the interests oftheir aforementioned paymasters avidly feed off the public they're supposed toserve but don't, are the only ones that benefit from wars. Yet the voting public, those that bother to vote at all that is, never seem to learnfrom the lessons of the past, or the lies they're constantly being told and quiteincredibly and stupidly keep on voting into office the very same craven and venalmorons that intentionally deceive them, blight their lives and furthermore placethe rest of the world in constant danger. Stanley Collymore


Cause And Effect By Stanley Collymore I most definitely am not one for holdinggrudges and don’t much care for acrimoniousor belittling arguments that tend, more oftenthan not, to be gratuitous and belligerentaffairs that prove to be counterproductive intheir intended purpose; and which from apersonal perspective I not only regard asquite distasteful but also judge to bemost unseemly. Unless, of course,such arguments are instigated byme and centre exclusively onmy egotistical beliefs andegocentric self-interests. © Stanley V. Collymore8 April 2013. Stanley Collymore


Celebrate Your Birthday If You Can, But Remember ItWas An Occurrence You Had No Input In! By Stanley Collymore Birthdays and the invariably gratuitous celebration of them bycountless and usually nondescript persons are supposedlymeant to be special occasions happily devised by thosewho are determinedly intent on observing what is forthem their big day. By why, and for what singularor plural reasons go overboard with so many ofthem? because those that have liberally takento indulging themselves in this way, realizethey were basically born? Scarcely stellardeduction, I'd have thought, for the kindof hubristic, exaggerated or other such celebrations of thekind favoured in this narcissistic glorification of one'sself, since like none of us those individuals who'reusually, directly and most obsessively taken upwith the immersion of themselves and whatthey're actually thinking, can't truthfully,nor can anyone else even in their verywildest dreams, rationally claim tohave performed any role, whollyor otherwise, in their creation. Which effectively means that from the onset of thecircumstances surrounding, for the most part,their not always straightforward conceptionand throughout the subsequent pre-natalprocess of their eventual developmentinto hopefully fully-fledged humanbeings, the entire outcome in essence had absolutelynothing at all to do with them and most definitelywasn't any of their personal doing. So do bearthat in mind, those of you who're selfishly,egocentrically and appropriately swayedto habitually overlook most or all this;and, instead, be thoroughly thankfulto Almighty God: yours and very


much so my own indisputableCreator, that you're actuallyand most blessedly here! © Stanley V. Collymore1 July 2017. Author's Remarks:It'll doubtlessly be argued that as a direct recognition of being in this world it'sonly natural that the individuals involved, and there are now billions of themglobally, along with their respective family members, friends, colleagues andassociates celebrate what's perceived by them as a very important outcome;another year's duration, for those individuals who're celebrating the occasion,presence in this world of ours. A plausible enough, when looked it, but by nomeans a definitive response, nor should the latter be the case in relation to itwithout irrefutable and corroborative evidence to support that contention. But it's a private matter I hear you say, and what people either decide to do withor in in their personal lives is an issue that must, or should at least, be leftentirely up to them and, as such, is or ought to be a relevant counter argument.Fine! But sensibly only if that outcome is specifically limited or in other waysrestricted to those directly involved. However, experience and common sense informatively instructs us that thatusually isn't the case, and through observing other peoples' customarybehavioural habits, especially if those persons are influential and powerful, can,and invariably does, decidedly affect and shape the conduct of others, and all themore so if those observing and inculcating the behavioural patterns of their"idols" are basically intellectually challenged, exceedingly gullible orwholly unthinking, in their every action, persons in the first place. So is this proposal a blueprint for policing, enforcedly cancelling or evenproscribing perceived "un-merited" birthday celebrations and thelinkage between them and one's presence here on this Earth? Certainly not interms of celebrating through the reembrace of one's birthday, however thatindividual chooses to legally do so. And as long as they're not tempted to think oractually believe that what transparently and objectively to others and as regardsthemselves is a veritably useless life isn't being celebrated and, what's more,fulsomely portrayed as something particularly outstanding when evidently it isnot!


So enjoy your own birthday whenever that is, and the good fortune too that theAlmighty God has not only given you life but also graciously as well awarded youwith an extension of it on earth, so as to improve not only your personalattainments but equally too avail yourself of the opportunities available to assist,in the process of your being allowed to carry on living, wherever and wheneverthat you altruistically can, others to similarly do the same. That then is essentially what this poem, and in its article form also appendedwith the same title, is all about as I celebrate with my Partner and those closestand most special to me my own birthday on the 4th July 2017, and in doing soam both fully cognisant of as well as thoroughly committed to everything thatI've said. Stanley Collymore


Challenge Ride the storm of challengeAnd reap the whirlwindOf success,For the essenceOf character buildingIs knowing how to defineWhat’s best. Stanley Collymore


Chris Leslie: The Archetypical, Lowlife, White Trash,British Scum! By Stanley Collymore Jeremy Corbyn is a consummate waste of space and timeintimates his detractor - because in the latter's case hisaccuser has neither the language nor the necessaryperspicacity to fittingly frame anything in meaningful orgenuinely representative English words that wouldcomprise in the circumstances given more thantwo syllables - and so idiotically bleats hishatred hysterically as he characteristicallyfor him spews out his malevolent poison against JeremyCorbyn, this undeniably dim-witted, redneck, lowlife andquite evidently white trash tyke, Chris Leslie, poignantlyand most ironically bringing to mind the familiar oldsaying of the pot stupidly calling the kettle black.For while Jeremy Corbyn has unswervinglyproficiently and proudly represented thesame constituency of Islington Northin London throughout his time asan MP in parliament, Chris Leslie:born and bred in Yorkshire, wasunceremoniously dumped bythe decent constituents inhis native Yorkshire. And tail between his humiliated legs was forced toscramble for a seat in the distant county ofNottinghamshire, where without the"security" of Labour this verymuch odious, repulsive,sick, sad and pathetically poor excuse for ahuman being would again be out in thecold and nowhere. Narcissistic to thecore and a compulsive attentionseeker in the bargain, ChrisLeslie is the actual epitomeof those whom Winston


Churchill - a life-longeugenicist that man -if he'd had his waywouldn't be here; As their mothers and grandmothers wouldall have been compulsorily sterilized;and on reflection, and though I'venever been a fan of Winston orwill that ever change, what asalutary blessing not onlyfor England but alsothe entire UnitedKingdom if the likes of Lowlife andmanifestly white trash scum likeChris Leslie - who by nostretch of even themost fancifulof imaginations is in the sameethical league as JeremyCorbyn - had beenprohibited fromever beingborn! © Stanley V. Collymore13 June 2017. Author's Remarks:After every poem that I write, and as my many loyal fans know, I always writemy own views or commentary pertaining to the work I've created. In this caseI've decided not to as I'm of the view that they would be absolutely superfluousin this case. And so I'll let the braindead idiocy of CHRIS LESLIE speak for itself,as this pathetically poor excuse for a human being sums up quite adequately inthe nonsense that he routinely spews out and the animalistic and feral actions heblissfully indulges in just how far removed he is from the general species that weregard as Homo Sapiens. Charitably I would normally have asked him to grow up and join the human racebut that is undoubtedly a bridge too far for what passes in his case for aquestionable human being.


Stanley Collymore


Christine – The Classic Woman Young, vibrant and intelligent: an embodimentof wit, charm and savoir faire that personifya natural sophistication well beyond youryears, you Christine stroll majesticallythrough the corridors of the receptivemind – an angel whose heavenlyvirtues, yet bestowed on earth,infectiously linger on longafter you’re not around.The hallmark of theClassic Woman. Stanley Collymore


Clarification Perhaps, at times, my methods of courtingyou may seem too much; and from thecontrasting cultural perspective that is yourown appear over the top. But, trust me,it’s not. For what I’m doing is quitenormal for me if perhaps a littlestrange for you; since it’s alsocharacteristic of my upbringing and the way I wastaught and encouraged to deal with such mattersof the heart. Of course, I can’t deny that withthe advent of you in my life, what for me isa traditional activity has become muchmore pleasurable in its actuality. © Stanley V. Collymore11 December 1997. Stanley Collymore


Cleansing The Sword! By Stanley Collymore It has quite evidently and gratuitously beenperfidiously besmirched with the preciousblood of countless martyrs ruthlessly,disdainfully and ongoingly slainover several centuries by whiteCaucasian infidels hell-benton unilaterally imposing theirhegemonic dominance overus Muslims, regardlessof what we wished foror didn't want andtotally uncaring ofour needs onthe part ofthem. But thankfully all that is about to end, and Godwilling it will be sooner rather than later.For we the defenders of our peoplehave quite frankly had ourfill of your treachery,dishonesty and endless boutsof intentional calamities,of all sorts, savagely,dismissively anddisastrouslywreakeduponus. So enough is enough and no more of it we say,as we won't allow for it to carry on this way;for we who're ISIS are committed tofighting back, stopping you inyour tracks and, in the process,cleansing the Islamic Swordof its desecrated tarnish


by shedding your worthlessinfidel blood, which is not only animperative for us but for Allahand Islam is likewise, andunquestionably so, anabsolute must! © Stanley V. Collymore20 August 2014. Author's remarks:In praiseworthy fascination of the prowess of ISIS and laudable appreciation ofthe manner in which its Commanders and the cadre of courageous fighters withinthat organization that selflessly put principles and the unrestrained ruthlesscommitment to relentlessly uphold them above everything else, including thesanctity of their own lives. A remarkably impressive military outfit is ISIS, by anyobjective exposition of that term. Stanley Collymore


Closeness Having you daily in my thoughtsIs a preoccupation that takesUp much of my time,But then it’s alsoA labour ofLove! Stanley Collymore


Clueless! By Stanley Collymore What kind of a world are we living in when so many ofyou either simply stand idly by and watch or, worsestill, unthinkingly or even willingly participate aspart of a system where rank stupiditymasquerading as intelligence,rapacious greed compounded by a total indifferenceto the real needs and aspirations of the genuinelyunfortunate: those deliberately left behind orelse completely ignored because they’reconsidered to be of the wrong colouror social class, is regarded asokay and even fulsomelycelebrated as though these callous activitiesare major constructive achievements tobe positively aspired to, unashamedlyparaded as successes and, what’smore, justly commemorated? A world where the filthy rich, no matter how illegallyor immorally that wealth is acquired, literally callthe shots and with absolute impunity andunchallenged immunity liberallyaccorded to them by all concerned but mostparticularly by those who’re legally andconstitutionally charged with safeguarding and ensuringthe fundamental rights not just of the privileged few butall of us, notwithstanding that though, neverthelessstill feel they can act, and invariably do as theyjolly well please; never mind the adverseconsequences that their selfish andpremeditated actions might haveand, as all reliable indicatorssuggest, generally andinsufferably inflicton all others. A world, too, where the possession of money and even


the wanton abuse of it is considered to be cool, wheremorality is what you can cynically and arrogantlyget away with, and if caught out can summarilyresort to employing and efficiently utilizingthe services of a fawning and obligingmedia so as to give a Hollywood, Oscarperformance style, fake mea culpa professionallyserved up on air and at prime time too to a markedlybrainwashed and intentionally poorly informed,captive TV audience unquestioning of allthings that require even a modicum ofbrainpower, yet both willing andquite prepared to believeeverything that istold to it. Is this then the definitive world of contemporary humanity thatyou really want to congratulate yourselves on having created,where after many millennia of mettlesome evolution, thatunfortunately led to you, this is the very best that yourcollective efforts can come up with, while at thesame time you conceitedly delude yourselvesthat it’s all a fitting legacy to pass on tosucceeding generations, privileged nodoubt to be so honoured you flatteryourselves, to appreciativelyemulate and naturallyenthusiasticallybuild upon? Well I thoroughly disagree! And even if I were to find myselfin a minority of one over this matter it still wouldn’t makeany difference at all to how I really feel. For how can anation where the standards of literacy, numeracy andcoherent communication are abysmally poor; wherethese crucial skills have quite literally bypassed aquarter of those within our population who’reunder the age of 50, yet live in a countrythat prides itself on exceptionalismin many fields of endeavour arequite embarrassingly on anintellectual parity with


the least bright ofour 10 yearolds? Leading to a situation where it’s now generallyalthough embarrassingly recognized if notwelcomingly accepted by a majorityof Britons that older people and moreespecially grandparents can spell and addup infinitely better than their childrenand grandchildren can; and, quiteominously as well, there are nodiscernable signs on thebasis of empirical researchthat’s been carried outof this alarming trendbeing forcefullyreined in andreversed atanytimesoon. So do us all a great big favour folks and stop deceivingyourselves that you have a legacy worthy to pass onto anyone and for which future generations willobligingly thank you for. You don’t! For you’veneither the perspicacity nor the intellectualacumen required to embark, as thingsstand, on such a fundamental andobviously life-changing enterprise muchless the ability to pull it off successfully.Those of us who ruefully are yourcontemporaries already knowthat well enough and it’sa safe bet too that our discerningdescendants, much more astutethan you patronizingly deignto give them credit for,will likewise reachthe same logicalconclusion.


Come To Me Come to me and leave behind that boring andutterly soul-destroying existence that for fartoo long you’ve ensconced yourself in.Duty has its rightful place in somerelationships I know, but blindloyalty none whatsoever. So,once again, come to me!Summon up the courageto abandon a futile pastwith no correctivemeasures for aredeemingfuture. And in so doingembrace a new and vibrant lifefilled with hope, recognition of yourinvaluable worth and the unflaggingencouragement for your obviousabilities fully harnessed in arelationship of trust, deeprespect and the genuineand uninhibited lovethat I have for you. © Stanley V. Collymore10 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Cometh The Hour, Cometh The Champion JeremyCorbyn! By Stanley Collymore My belief in you isn’t only paramount it’s also absolute;for you represent the kind of future that I want to see,personally subscribe to and will do my utmost: singlyand in collaboration with those of a mind similar tomy own, to ensure in every way that I humanlyand possibly can actively assist in positivelytransforming these cherished expectationsI hold into markedly demonstrable, concertedly constructiveand definitively realistic acts of fruition. And towards thathopeful conclusion people like me are quite receptivelyand most happy to freely, sincerely and productivelyinvest our enduring trust and all our other yearnedfor aspirations, plus everything that’s politically,economically and societally important to us toyou Jeremy Corbyn, the undisputed Paladinof our enforced economic woes, austeritymiseries and the evident multiplicityof other pernicious, intentionallyimposed, and most callouslyaccomplished actions ofcommunal perdition. © Stanley V. Collymore9 September 2015. Author’s Comments:At this most crucial stage of our contemporary political development andoptimistically a marked difference from how things are currently and for far toolong have dishonestly and criminally been done in our name, I personally andmost wholeheartedly think that it’s high time there wasn’t simply a revolutionarychange in how things are done in this country of ours but also a distinctive andconstructive shift in our individual perspective regarding how we realisticallythink, convincingly pre-empt and also act in response to what’s unmistakably anddetrimentally being done by those elected to represent us, and who plainly don’t;


and in so doing radically bring about long overdue, fundamental and permanentchange for the good of us all not just in our communities but also across theentire length and breadth of the United Kingdom. This is after all a modern and 21st Century we’re living in, and not the darkestdepths of Medieval, enthusiastically cap doffing, know your place and simply doas you’re told as we by divine right your hereditary, aristocratic, privileged,conspicuously parasitical by nature and comprehensively social climbing bettersknow best, Britain. Or at least it shouldn’t be! Stanley Collymore


Common Sense Alone Convincingly Suggests That OurNext Pm Must Be Jeremy Corbyn! By Stanley Collymore From conversations casually but even so interestingly engagedin with people of all ages, races, genders, religious beliefs ornone; miscellaneous social upbringings, educational andprofessional standing and themselves belonging to amultiplicity of nationalities, they're not only to aman, youngster and woman familiar with thename Jeremy Corbyn but are increasingly too in massivenumbers impressively and convincingly persuaded bythe ground-breaking and achievable political, socialand highly thought-provoking moral argumentsadvocated by this most principled man and,of course, an inimitably and amazinglyoutstanding human being, for constructive andlasting, transformative change for the manyand not just the privileged few in Britain.An accurately costed, practicable andtherefore, a committed to manifesto- not the intentionally deceivingwords heartlessly conceived bythe Cabal of Tories, Ukipers,Labtories and Lib-Dems intheir egotistic, privilegedelites and industriouslylooked-after agenda -by the extraordinarily hardworking LabourMovement and our authentically iconicParty Leader Jeremy Corbyn for anunbiased, fair-minded, equalityof opportunity and in termsof justice also before thelaw, stable politically,economically and amutual, reformistand productivefunctioning


Britain. © Stanley V. Collymore1 June 2017. Author's Comments:Commeth the hour; commeth the man! And in the life of every living person, andthat includes all of us, there comes that defining moment when each of us mustmake the conscious decision whether to grasp the nettle of constructiveprogressiveness or else decline to do so and accordingly languish unintelligentlyand counterproductively in the manufactured by others debilitating humancesspit of ongoing mediocrity and non-recuperative degeneration. Fecklessly andsupinely doing so because others in their ill-will towards you and with theirmendacious, iniquitous, pernicious, deeply troubling, self-serving and repressiveagendas manipulatively or even coercively tell you, and expect you to agree andobey, that this is the only choice open to you and consequently the one youmust, as determined by them, unchangingly follow. The exact political, social, economic and educationally combined agenda of theNazi-Zionist Tories, Labtories, Lib-Dems, their banking, hedge funds and otherfinancially incompetent entities you're by government decree statutorily forced tobailout and who then jointly and most cruelly screw you in an even worsemanner than they'd previously done, as they know you're a state-induced lifelinefor them whenever they want or need one, either because of their compulsivegreed or customary incompetence on their part. Then there are the privileged elites and multinational corporations with readyaccess to literally billions of Pounds Sterling but who with consecutive UK regimeand parliamentary compliance, connivance and duplicity see no reason why theyshould pay their fair share of UK taxation, or any tax at all, as they salt their ill-gotten gains away in safe and untouchable overseas tax havens while lumberingyou the general public and your families at home with scandalous austeritymeasures in order to maintain their own massive and growing profits as well astheir much appreciated, accustomed and undauntedly expected way of life. Meanwhile, you must carry on existing on the beneficence of those organizingfood banks, as you see your kids have their state school meals withdrawn andyour elderly parents or grandparents exposed to a draconian Dementia Tax,having worked hard all their lives, and dutifully paid their taxes during that time,to scrimp and save to have a trouble free retirement and possibly leavesomething for you and other cherished members of your family. And these are


just the tip of the colossal iceberg of such glaring atrocities contemptuouslymeted out to you, as you're then cynically and with an unbelievably straightfaces told: "We're all in it together! " A mantra you're told you MUSTbelieve but which unsurprisingly they have no inclination or intention of everimplementing on their part. And why should they? When they're living the life ofRiley and disdainfully see you as thoroughly dispensable and "Useful Idiots?" Then adding fuel to this sickening scenario of theirs they spend billions of Poundson a Trident and supposedly independent nuclear defence system which theycan't contemplate let alone use at any time without the explicit say so andapproved permission of Rogue State USA, which effectively owns the damnedthing anyway! But one-sided and sycophantic solidarity on the UK's part keepsthe Military Industrial Complex of Rogue State USA happy in conjunction with theUK's toadying imperialistic wars where millions of Global Southerners aregratuitously killed, maimed or displaced as penniless refugees, their countriessubjected to arbitrary regime change and their natural resource assetsappropriated for the exclusive benefit of graspingly avaricious and privilegedwhite westerners. Meanwhile, as the UK's own armaments industries are boosted enormously tosupport this calamitous anarchy on Global Southerners, you're told at home thatthese activities are absolutely crucial to defend Britain's sovereign independence(beats me the nonsense that passes for logic behind that one) , support its NATOallies, protect western civilized standards of behaviour (of the sort that JimmySavile and other paedophiles were and are still protecting) and maintain jobs inkey sector industries like Bae Systems and the other armaments merchants ofdeath. In short, your killing, or providing the means to do so, Global Southernersis where it's at and the only way forward for the future of yourselves and yourfamilies; but when you get blowbacks in Britain or the rest of Europe, and evenFalse Flags as we saw in Manchester, you must throw your hands up in despairand willingly surrender yet more political power and uncritical influence over yourlives to these warmongering, mass-murdering, war criminal, barbaric and lowlifemonsters. Frankly, it's all a concertedly orchestrated pack of lies! And nothing could befurther from the truth! For unless you can convincingly persuade yourself thatyou're a mechanized robot and therefore programmed to respond as directed tothe suggestions or diktats of those who control you and your every action, thenyou'd be most foolish to believe their description of yourself and the arbitraryprescription, that without any consultation with you by them, you mustnevertheless unquestioningly follow.


Really? In which case why describe yourself as a human being? Since in the caseof the latter you do have choices as to how you live, what you think and mostsignificantly in this process ultimately and, hopefully, conscionably do. This is thekind of Britain and indeed a wider world that principled persons like JeremyCorbyn, John McDonald, Diane Abbott and others are working towards and havebeen all their public service and personal lives. It's what I and millions of otherslike me in our own distinctive ways have also done and continue to do. So whydon't you join us and on the 8 June 2017 go out and make your own distinctivemark at the ballot box for meaningful change? Change that will categoricallyentail, under a Jeremy Corbyn led government, a Britain "FOR THE MANY,NOT JUST THE PRIVILEGED FEW! " Thank you for your support and God Bless You! Stanley Collymore


Congratutalions Barbados! You’ve come a long way Barbados,Since those dark daysOf despair and disdainSaw you fashioned in the fiery cauldronOf brutality, suffering and pain.When your noble black sonsAnd their daughtersTogether as slaves lived and died;Stripped routinely of their entire identity,While their humanity was callously denied. It was difficult, I know, to watch helplesslyAs your fair isle and tropical EdenWas turned into a bastion of crueltyBy folk who’d sailed out from England:Those greedy, red-necked CaucasiansWhose arrogance and lack of regardFor the plight of the Blacks,On whose enforced backsBritain’s wealth and prestige were assured. Bristol and Liverpool, Manchester and London;The Midlands, Wales and beyondAre all major beneficiariesFrom centuries of forced labour,Carried out by your daughters and sons.And although no credit is ever givenTo the massive contribution you’ve sustainedIn turning a backwater European islandInto the imperial power it became;The true facts of Blighty’s hidden history -From financing the Industrial RevolutionTo its former mastery of the seas -Owe much to your sugar plantationsAnd the Black Gold of slavery. Moreover, you’ve always been the focus:The conduit for our misgivings and fears;Our abiding hope and inspiration,


A refuge when no one else cared.Exactly as you did for our ancestors,Who in chains from Africa were taken;And in surviving the Triangular Passage,Sired a nation of exceptional Bajans. Let’s applaud then your latest achievements,As your thirty first birthday we celebrate;By confidently looking forward to the futureWith this country we helped to create.Let’s also thank God for our deliveranceFrom the yolk of the colonialist’s reign,To become a proud nation of free people;Whose destiny is now ours to frame. © Stanley V. Collymore30 November 1997. Stanley Collymore


Contented And Most Delighted To Be Exactly Who IAm! By Stanley Collymore I’m me! And to be absolutely honest with you I’m quitehappy and most contended to be precisely who I am;someone who speaks his mind and frankly doesn’treally give a damn who shies away from me orgets sorely offended by what I either say or do,preferring instead that unembarrassingly forthem and similarly conscience free I’dnaturally choose to dim-wittedly submit myself,as they routinely and quite cowardly do, to thesinister and arbitrarily debilitating vagariesof purposely contrived, orchestrated anddisingenuous, political spin! Well letme publicly and indisputably makeit absolutely and unambiguouslyclear to all of you, that isn’tgoing to happen! Not now;this year; any time in theforeseeable future; orwere I to live for abillion years, thatpragmaticallyI shan’t do,not ever! © Stanley V. Collymore29 September 2015. Author’s remarks:From the age of five I learnt the invaluable lesson initially taught me by mymaternal Grandmother and subsequently reinforced by others who’ve voluntarilyplayed a huge and constructive role in various aspects of my life but crucially toothose moral, educational and political ones, and whose doctrine unashamedlyand categorically stipulated that unless I was prepared to altruistically work forand die if needs be for something or someone that I believed in and


unquestionably knew to be right, then the life I lived wasn’t worth it and franklywas quite meaningless. It’s a lesson I’ve never forgotten, nor will I; and a commitment I will unfailinglyand unapologetically carry through and do so with my life if I have to. Dedicated to Jeremy Corbyn on your big day! Stanley Collymore


Countries That Create An Existential Fear Of Terrorism By Stanley Collymore The existential fear of terrorism wilfully, cynicallyand sadistically created by the very same sponsorsof terrorism who assuredly know that financiallyand in numerous other ways they'll massivelybenefit from their murderous and persistentlyutilized hegemonic foreign terrorist foraysis a burden that the dim-witted, gullible,or the easily manipulated and populistmorons of Britain, the remainder ofthe European Union and the USA regard as somethingthat they in their pernicious contagion of rapturousignorance must clearly, preparedly and blissfullyunremittingly endure, and notwithstanding theknown consequences of it all, since obviouslythey've been there before, rather unconscionablyfeel that they have to continue with all the samedishonest and lying shenanigans as the pricethey have to pay in the name of western-style democracy, imperialism and, ofcourse, the American led, toadyingUnited Kingdom and EuropeanUnion coupled with the bulliedUN's General Assembly andSecurity Council's backedUnited States delusionalperception of its ownand western, whiteCaucasian abidingexceptionalism! © Stanley V. Collymore21 May 2016. Author's Remarks:Rank stupidity and an abysmally low personal self-worth most markedly so in thecase of significant numbers of Britons among the privileged classes and those


who are of an older age in terms of the former's underlings at having lost anempire and still looking for a role to play; comprehensively ignorant in all theircases of the fact that empires come and they do eventually go. But havingdeluded themselves individually as well as collectively and for so long that suchan inevitability would never happen to their precious Blighty as the sun wouldnever dare set on their priceless empire, when that "impossibility" didactually occur these same morons were quite naturally left stranded and utterlybewildered as they still are at what precisely to do with themselves other thanembarrassingly, though left with no other choice, if they still delusionally wantedto portray Britain as a world power than play second fiddle to the incomingupstart and new bully on the block the United States of America, anamalgamation of Britain's former colonial entities. And all this coupled with the manifest awareness that many of thesecontemporary wannabe imperialists and colonialists are completely ill-informedand additionally miserly lack either the foresight or the ability let alone theincentive to alter their psychological and highly debilitating situation; and it's notrocket science to deduce why so many of them like numerous numbers of theirfellow westerners are as pig-ignorant as they evidently are; and correspondinglyso easily manipulated by their criminally disposed politicians and terroristwestern leaders. Stanley Collymore


Dance With Me! Dance with me as I like you to,for I have this strange but absolutelywonderful feeling that the momentumwe generate when we do is what keepsthe world spinning unnoticeably,while the rest of humanitywatches us spellboundand in completefascination. © Stanley V. Collymore6 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Darcus Howe: Iconic In Life And Immortal In Death! By Stanley Collymore Farewell! And not goodbye my black brother, commendablefriend and exemplary mentor whose death is deeply feltand profoundly regretted just as you'll be sorely missed.But although you'll no longer unhappily be physicallyhere in the flesh with us Darcus Howe, persons likeme nevertheless want for your living and vibrantspirit together with the entire world to firmlyknow that you'll never be forgotten by us,and what's more that your remarkable legacy accumulatedaround the complicated and at times painfully traumaticaspects of us as Black people striving to regain, andalso reassessing and dependably consolidating ourdignity, humanity and Black solidarity harshly,disparagingly and remorselessly trampled onand so unsympathetically and barbaricallytaken from us by others that together intheir sick, cruelly twisted, delusionaland demented minds saw our Blackpeople, both individually and collectively, noteven as the human beings we are but ratheras brute and wholly uncivilized elementsof an ill-defined species that's entirelyout of sync with, totally incapable ofunderstanding far less so endowedwith the required competence ofever being able to adapt to theirinflexibly skewed, engrainedracist and compulsively embedded notionsgenerally, and themselves hazardouslyblended with predisposed and quitebarbarous agendas as to how wemust be effectually, ruthlesslyand likewise in definite andprecisely straightforwardterms be dealt with bothreliably and efficiently.But you not merely


Firmly challengedtheir cold-heartedand demeaningprecepts of us,you comparably in theprocess and naturallyyour unique way,Darcus Howe,thwarted it! © Stanley V. Collymore6 April 2017. Author's tribute and remarks:Death is an inevitability in everyone's earthly existence because even from themoment of our conception and eventual birth we were never meant to be herepermanently, since being on Earth was always a temporary location and transientphase in the evitable transitional process of our finally going elsewhere, Heavenor Hell, when our time here on this earth has reached its end. And naturally, as is the human perspective on these sorts of things, there arethose among us and possibly a majority I suspect who fear and are even I daresay thoroughly petrified of death by virtue of the awful, loathsome and evenbarbarous to others lives that they've consciously, even premeditatedly but allthe same despicably conducted with disdainful satisfaction during their respectivesojourn on earth and therefore are predictably terrified as the end draws near forthem of what will finally happen to them once they die and wholly incapable ofstopping that process. Furthermore, being unable as well to do anything to either circumvent orabrogate that occurrence and knowing perfectly well throughout theirimpassioned distress regarding this upcoming event that they can't take theirobsessively, graspingly avaricious and financially as well as exploitativelyacquired wealth and ill-gotten gains with them. No such worries though or disquieting fears are engendered however amongthose who see this earthly life they've been accorded for what it was alwaysmeant to be and who themselves have accordingly worked tirelessly and mostassiduously to achieve that result. Principled and conscionable individuals all ofthem and like you Darcus Howe not only prioritized but also earnestly andinstinctively put the welfare and wellbeing of others well before those of your


own; and did so altruistically because intellectually and in the most endearingand committed fashion, as was your natural wont, and commensurately with thebest interests and most laudable aspects of humanity you instinctively knew itwas what was indispensably required and needed to be done. So with your commendable sojourn here on earth satisfactorily done DarcusHowe and as you start your personal journey onwards to your heavenly andeternal home, we who will always admire and love you immensely, although we'llundoubtedly and understandably miss you tremendously, are not only completelygrateful for your presence among us these past 74 years but are likewisetremendously indebted to you for the legacy that you've so wonderfully left us.Rest in eternal peace my Caribbean brother, mentor and friend; and thank youfor everything! Stanley Collymore


Deadly False Flag Operations – A Way Of Life ForWarmongering Western Politicians! By Stanley Collymore In our respective white-Caucasian-peopled and markedlydemocratically run countries: commonly, affectionatelyand collectively by those of us truthfully blessed andmost privileged also to be an integral part of thisamazingly glorious and remarkably civilizedentity known to all of us as the west, wemost efficiently administer politicalsystems that quite understandably are indispensably andsimilarly corrupt, especially covetous materialisticallyand particularly so monetarily; consummately self-serving as any conscientious parasite among ourbroad membership could be, and additionallyfor all those others entirely unperturbed byany misgivings, and who therefore willunconditionally, enthusiastically andunconscionably, while doing so forthe greater good of all humanity,confidently throw their lot inwith us as we most proudlybroaden both our scopeand the global reachof our discerniblycomprehensiveand increasingcommunity. Persons who have the utmost respect for and a profoundattachment to our God-given, unprofaned, magisterial,privileged, white Caucasian exceptionalism, andthe evidently unique status that as a result isabundantly conferred on us; and, as such,will instantly recognize and likewisepermanently concede that there isnothing in this world of ours either by de factomeans or mere suggestion, however remote


or extreme that subjective analysis turnsout to be, that is not ours to rationallylay claim to and consequently gethold of by any means, fair ormost preferably foul, thatwe may eventually anddeliberately chooseto embark upon. And as the recidivist warmongers that we are and furthermorezealously pride ourselves on being as we evidently do, whatbetter or more effective means therefore to keep our veryaccommodating populations in line and what’s moreforever favouring our warmongering excursionsthan by callously presenting them every timewe think the prevailing situation warrantsit and we’ve a mind to readily exploittheir on tap sympathy and doing soin the most duplicitous and outrageous fashion to furtherand convincingly consolidate their believability withour covertly, premeditatedly-stirred, scrupulouslymanufactured, expertly executed then skilfullydisguised and propagandized as dangerousexternally-initiated, staged and ongoinghighly existential threats not only toour overall domestic populations:in other words themselves, butequally our nations culturedway of life than recurrentlythrough our own deadlyand, most beneficiallyfor ourselves, falseflag operations? © Stanley V. Collymore16 November 2015. Author’s Remarks:Predictably the western propaganda media circus is in full swing over whathappened in Paris on the night of the 13 November 2015; and we’re lyingly told,as every ounce of sympathy is being milked from a largely ill-informed and


gullible western public and some in Russia it seems, that this is the worst atrocityto take place in France, and Europe come to that, since World War II. No it isn’t!For in 1961, in what’s known by the well-informed as the Paris Massacre, over200 Algerians participating in a peaceful march against France’s savagery inAlgeria as it employed every means to keep that country a French territorydespite the wishes of the overwhelming majority of Algerians to have theirindependence – recall the odious and hubristic French boast: Algérie es Français– were pitilessly and defencelessly slaughtered by the French police; many ofthem ruthlessly tortured in the Palais des Sports and their bodies subsequentlyafter their brutal murders disdainfully thrown into the Seine. And France’s barbarity wasn’t just confined to Algeria; the citizens of Haiti,Vietnam, France’s sub-Saharan colonies and Syria were similarly subjected toinhuman and unspeakable atrocities. But Europeans alas have convenientmemories and their sympathies, contrived or otherwise, can only extend topeople who look like them no matter how horrible these peoples’ past andpresent are. In passing, I was yesterday in a West Sussex library and to my utteramazement heard the staff “request” that those in the library then observe a 2minute silence for the Paris dead. I don’t know if my fellow library users at thetime knew of France’s multiple atrocities down the centuries and in recentdecades, and it was up to them whether or not they complied with the library’sdemand. However, I wasn’t going to and I didn’t; and would have been ready foranyone that dared challenge me on that matter. After all, what orchestratedsilences were held for the ONE MILLION slaughtered in Iraq by the British andAmericans? The scores of thousands in Libya likewise treated by the British,French and Italians for example; and the list goes on! Thankfully for thoseamong the library staff or the library users no one did! I’ve been most privileged that my familial, community, school and churchupbringing deeply reinforced by the several mentors I’ve had in these respectiveareas have instilled in me a life long compass of probity and morality thatinstinctively causes me to detect and eschew by all means at my disposal what Iknow from my gut reaction to be acts of premeditated and odious self-servingbarbarity, and what’s more to dauntlessly speak out about such heinous activitiesby employing my investigative journalistic and research skills to support theargument that I am promulgating. And let me say openly and unapologeticallythat I firmly believe that what took place in Paris recently is unquestionably inmy honest opinion a premeditated false flag operation. Be at liberty to assumewhatever stance you want of this matter – that’s your right – but I’ve also statedmine. As an investigative journalist I have over the years researched extensively on


false flags of all types committed by the west, most notably the United Statesand Britain, other white European nations, the Soviet Union and stretching as faras Japan. I’ve enumerated some of them here as a flavour as to why I’ve takenthe position that I have relative to the Paris scenario, and I very much suggestthat you check these out if you’re capable of thinking for yourself and isn’tmerely a robot that can be utilized as and when those who control you tell youwhen and what to think. The Manchurian incident 1931. Late 1930s: Faked German Nazi attacks on otherGermans; Poles blamed for these fictitious deaths and gave Germany the“justification” to invade Poland. The burning of the German parliament in 1933on the orders of Hermann Goering; communists falsely blamed for this. WinterWar of 1939: Soviet Red Army deliberately shelled the Russian village of Mainila;Finland blamed for the attack.1940: Joseph Stalin ordered his secret police toexecute 22,000 Polish army officers and falsely blame the Nazis. Between 1946and 1948 the British government bombed 5 ships carrying Jews attempting toflee Europe’s holocaust then blamed these killings on a fake group the“Defenders of Arab Palestine” that the UK government had fictitiouslycreated.1954 an Israeli terrorist cell operating in Egypt planted bombs in severalbuildings including US diplomatic facilities then left behind “evidence” implicatingArabs. In the 1950s the CIA hired Iranians to pose as communists, stagebombing in Iran with the primary purpose of turning Iranians against theirdemocratically elected prime minister.1955 the Turkish regime carried out thebombing of its consulate in Greece and blamed Greeks for this. Purpose to justifyanti-Greek violence. 1957: British PM and US President Dwight Eisenhower approved plans to carryout attacks on Syria and blame these on the Syrian government. Purpose:regime change in Damascus. Fast forward to 2010-2015 and we find DavidCameron and the current US regime doing the same thing.1950s OperationGladio: NATO and the CIA carried out bombings in Italy and across Europe andfalsely blamed these on the local communists in these targeted countries.Emphasis and remit of these exercises to specifically kill civilians; women andchildren especially to force the wider population reviled by these actions to turnto their states – unknowingly by them implicated in these atrocities – for“protection”. Operation Gladio was created by NATO on the 26 November 1956by Antonio Segni and did not cease its multifaceted and monstrous operationsuntil the 27 July 1990.1960: US false flag attack on Guantanamo Bay to give theUnited States the pretext to invade Cuba; ironically Guantanamo Bay is legallyan integral part of the sovereign state of Cuba that the US illegally hangs on to. 1961: US state Department planned to blow up the US consulate in the


Dominican Republic in order to have a pretext to invade that country.1962: ThePentagon and US Joint Chiefs of Staff drafted plans to blow up several USairplanes and commit other terrorist acts on US soil then falsely blame these onCuba for the purpose of invading that country.1963: US Department of Defenceplanned terrorist attacks within the Organization of American States (OAS) –such as Trinidad and Tobago and Jamaica and blame these on Cuba that hadexcellent relations with its fellow Caribbean territories.1964: The Gulf of TonkinAffair to justify the US attack and invasion of Vietnam.1950-1970; the use ofagent provocateurs by the US to carry out terrorist attacks globally and blamethese on political activists.1970: Turkish regime burnt down a mosque in Cyprusand falsely blamed this terrorist act on Greek Cypriot Christians.1978: TheGerman secret service detonated a bomb in the outer wall of a prison, planted“escape tools” on a prisoner who was a member of the Red Army Faction that thesecret service wanted to frame the bombing on. 1984: Mossad planted a radio transmitter in Gaddafi’s compound in Tripoli thatbroadcasted fake terrorist transmissions recorded by Mossad.1988: 3 July; USSVincennes under the command of C. Rogers III secretly operating in Iran’sterritorial waters shot down with a cruise missile a known Iranian passengerplane, Flight 655 transmitting on standard civilian frequency, killing the 274passengers and 16 crew on board.1976: 6 October, CIA blows up Cubana AirlineFlight A55 shortly after it took off from Barbados for Jamaica and Cuba killing allthe 68 passengers and 5 crew members on board off the shoreline ofBarbados.1967: Israeli Air Force jets and navy boats attacked the USS Liberty ininternational waters killing several crew members on board. The Israeli regimeknew full well that it was a US ship and in international waters but Israel fightinga war with its Arab neighbours intentionally carried out the attack with thepurpose of blaming it on Egypt and thus propelling the US into a with its Arabneighbours. The US government didn’t fall for this ploy however, as it knewperfectly well who was responsible and why. Even so and to this very dayconsecutive US regimes have slapped a top secret classification on this outrageand embarked on a total cover up of the incident to the anger of the survivingseamen from the US Liberty and the descendants and families of those whoperished. 25 October 1983-15 December 1983: US invasion of the tiny Caribbean island ofGrenada, not to be confused with the Dominican Republic also Caribbean. Thelying pretext: US students studying in Grenada alleged to be in danger from thegovernment there. A blatant lie as the students themselves confirmed later whenback in the United States. Real reason: Ronald Reagan disliked Maurice Bishop,the Grenadian PM, his socialist government and their close, and unsurprising, tieswith Cuba, which after all is a Caribbean country and like all West Indian


countries, and principally through the slave trade, have familial links with eachother. What next? Attacking selected EU states for having close ties with theBaltic countries that are also part of the EU but which still openly celebrate theirNazi past? 1953: CIA and MI6 overthrew the democratically elected governmentof Mohammad Mosaddeq in Iran. Reason: the US, UK and BP’s predecessorstrenuously objected to PM Mosaddeq utilizing Iran’s oil for the benefit of theIranians and NOT the UK, US and BP as was previously and exclusively the case. 1985: French secret agents blow up Greenpeace Warrior as it was monitoringFrench nuclear tests in the Pacific. Then there’s the much earlier but convenientlyforgotten 9/11, but this time on September 11 1973. The US instigated andfacilitated the coup then that overthrew the democratically elected socialistgovernment of Salvador Allende, killing him in the process, and then installed asits dictatorial puppet Augusto Pinochet, assiduously keeping him in power forseveral years.1953: Britain at the behest of the United States overthrew thedemocratically elected government of Dr. Cheddi Jagan in what was then the UKcolony of British Guiana and installed in his place the autocratic Forbes Burnhamwho they kept in power for years until he died. Reason: Guyana which despitebeing on South America’s northern coast has always been within the Caribbeanambit and similarly had ties with Cuba. Dr Cheddi Jagan’s government was alsosocialist which the Americans didn’t like. These are just a small sample of the multiple false flag operations carried out bywestern states and the list goes on; and which brings us squarely to the mostrecent western/Israeli false flags operations: Charlie Hebdo, January 2015;Tunisia beach killings, June 2015; and the latest one in Paris,13 November 2015.And what I evidently see is the same manipulative and orchestrated masshysteria, utterly phoney grief outpourings and cenotaph type silenceremembrances – how can you for people whom you didn’t know, never met andquite frankly were unlikely ever to do so? - of the type that instantly followed therevelation of Princess Diana’s death by what I see as a principally brain-dead andextensively white Caucasian public that put bluntly is too bloody stupid torecognize they’re consistently being taken for a ride by those who exploit their ontap “sympathies” for their murderous and highly beneficial exploits; as they’refully aware that their public have little self-worth if any at all, and therefore likelemmings jumping off a cliff desperately want to belong to something no matterhow disastrous it is. Incredibly, it’s a phenomenon that is now even affectingBritish schools nationwide – this illogical and mass hysteria – as was recentlyreported in Hemel Hempstead after Remembrance Sunday. Truthfully, I just can’t or would I ever want to insult my intelligence byempathizing with such masochistic morons like the lot of you and


unapologetically shan’t do so; particularly bearing in mind that there is a plethoraof information out there to rescue you from your ingrained and substantiallypathetic stupidity! PS: Prior to posting these tweets and the poem: “Deadly false flag operations – away of life for warmongering western politicians! ” I also meticulously posted anumber of articles from a diversity of respected sources that fully substantiatethe west’s long-established, recurrent barbarities and its obsessive penchant forfalse flag atrocity operations. If you’re not on Twitter and just reading all thisfrom the article posted the twitter site to check out is: Stanley Collymore


Death Doesn’t Faze Me And I Have No Fear Of It! Ten years old, and on the eve of the beginning of mysecondary education at the 17th Century establishedand prestigious grammar school I was about toattend my maternal grandmother who I’vealways had an exceptionally close andvery constructive relationship withand affectionately referred to asMama, sat me down, positivelynon-intrusively but highlycommendably and quiteinformatively had oneof her welcominglyinspiring heartto heart talkswith me. She began by commending me on my personal andacademic successes to date then progressed toadvising me to always be true to myselfand what I genuinely believed in;never to depart from either of these things underany circumstance, no matter how persuasivelytempting such an offer might appear to be;and not to voice opinions without firstproperly thinking them out or thelikely consequences of theirdirect impact on others. When I saw trouble she warned me I should alwaysgive it a wide berth and determinedly walk awayfrom it, and should such trouble continue tostalk me I must with all the resolve atmy command she insisted continue towalk away from it and never, noteven momentarily, considerlet alone actually engagemyself in anyway byentertaining it.


However, she went on, if those who’re wilfullyinvolved in troublesomely creating problemsfor me which indisputably are inimical tomy general and personal wellbeing oreven my life notwithstanding all I’ve previouslydone to avoid them, and what’s more fullycognisant of those sensible overtureson my part still persist in theirunwarranted detestation of me that irreversiblybacks me into a corner from which there is noother escape, then I should unflinchinglyput their lights out and having doneso unapologetically have noregrets concerning myactions in thatregard. Her compelling and lucid raison d’être being thatmy intractable enemies would as a result beirretrievably and better off dead, a fatewhich they’d asininely and bigotedlybrought upon themselves andconsequently undeserving in thosecircumstances of any remorsefrom me; and even if myjustifiable actions were to result in myspending the rest of my life in jailor even the forfeiture of it ondeath row I would still havethe personal satisfactionof knowing that thosewho were involvedwere no longer capableof breathing God’swholesome air. It’s a philosophy I grew up with, havelived with all my life and cheerfullyinserted into it; but vitally tooone without exaggerationor disingenuousness onmy part that I have


no qualms or anyreservationsat all abouthappilydyingfor! © Stanley V. Collymore25 November 2013. Stanley Collymore


Death The Definitive Arbiter Of Man's Conceit! By Stanley Collymore Death has its own characteristic methods and distinctivemeans of doing things and achieving whatever it wants,and simply doesn't care whether or not its specificallytargeted acquisitions, mutually or else unilaterallyacquired, actually pleases anyone or, more likelythan not, doesn't. So it's utterly pointless thenfor any one either to waste time obsessivelyconjecturing about the inevitable, stupidlyassume they can indefinitely postponethe inescapable or, for that matter, deem they're capableof successfully challenging the unavoidable. Yet theinevitability of these indisputable truths constantlyfails to register with the coterie of obsessivelygrasping, persistently warmongering and thepurblind, lunatic well-heeled class; theirsimilarly greedy, likeminded, whollyuncontrolled, unconscionable andbiddable surrogates ceaselesslyready and willing not only toindulge but also ferventlyimplement every aspectof their demonstrablyodious shenanigansand the dishonestartifices whichthey foreversafeguardin mind. And all this reinforced by the pathetic and toadying actionsof the dim-witted, thoroughly indoctrinated, absolutelyclass conscious subjugated, aspirant social climbingand easily manipulated Plebeian masses, and all ofwhom are conjoined in a self-delusional pact thatis patently oblivious to the fact that none of thiseither makes any sense whatsoever to rationalhuman beings, or more profoundly in this


ludicrous equation that's being profferedthat the Grim Reaper whose call it is and always wasdoesn't really give a toss what any of these utterlyself-delusional berks are up to when he regardsthe time is appropriate to act; and significantlyis also totally aware, even if they aren't, thatthere's absolutely nothing any of them orthe wealth which they've vaingloriouslyaccumulated can do -in terms that areeither clearly implausibly concreteor plausibly negligible - to staveoff in any conceivable mannerwhat incontrovertibly will befor each and every one ofthem, and noticeably so,the closing chapter and,moreover, a manifestlyfor all those involvedin this rather odiousand grasping trendan ineluctable andmost proper end! © Stanley V. Collymore5 January 2016. Author's Remarks:Man's inhumanity to man is ever prevalent on a daily basis and moneycompounded by the obsessive pursuit of it at any cost and no matter who isdismissively and uncaringly trampled over in the process to acquire it andregardless of the means employed to get it, or how many will go hungry,homeless, be abandoned or actually die in self-serving and wholly unwarrantedwars to satisfy the incessant avarice of those for whom it's not only their soleraison d'être for existing but also their omnipotent god and just goes to showhow deep the abyss of depravity is that now enfolds so many of human kind. And who in their grotesque and obsessive greed noticeably and unfalteringlyconjoined with their purblind stupidity and a shocking proclivity for ceaselesslyrepeating the same mistakes render them to be nothing more than brainlessautomatons that don't seem to have even grasped the idea that for all theirnefarious schemes and intrigues they've no choice but to exit this world, when


the Grim Reaper dispassionately uses his scythe to effectively mow them down,as they initially arrived in it. In other words, with absolutely nothing; for not aniota of what they spent their pathetic lives cruelly and graspingly garnering, tothe gross disadvantage of others, can they take with them; and all dead bodieswhether of the poor or the rich, unless cremated, ultimately rot and smell thesame. Worth thinking about! Stanley Collymore


Death The Ultimate And Inevitable Leveller Of Us All!(Poem) By Stanley Collymore It's a morally impoverished and regrettably as well a trulypathetic person indeed who either nervously obsessesabout or dismally dreads and thinks that he or shecan suspend or even indeterminately postponethe emergence of death, which after all, isindisputably an irreversible fate that isthe definitive destiny of us all. Forjust as we patently had no handin or made any contribution whatsoever to the physicalpresence of ourselves at any point being here in thisworld, there's equally no way that any one of us,either individually or collectively with others,can realistically expect to indefinitely fendoff, alter the inexorable circumstances,affect the precise timing or, for thatmatter, permanently defy or elsedelay in any conceivable waythe unavoidable headwayof our personal demise. And therefore rationally accounts for, among other things,precisely why it's no astonishment to anyone endowedwith an astute brain in his or her head, that even ifdeath is the absolute consequence of our ownpersonal actions: either through consciousor unwitting suicide for instance, it matters not a jot inessence at the end how we ultimately go. As deathis unquestionably an inevitability which, at itsown preferring, and notwithstanding howvery privileged elite or lowly Plebeianthat one is either sycophantically orfor that matter, discriminatorilyconsidered to be, will mostcertainly affect us all asevery conversant and


discerning personpatently knows! © Stanley V. Collymore30 September 2017. Author's Remarks:I take note of and frequently scrutinize the goings on of this world that with therest of you I have no choice but to live in, and what do I see? A planet brutallyand barbarically, for the most part, incompetently and nepotistically run byendemically entrenched, seriously and intellectually impoverished retards, anddelusional exceptionalists. Imbeciles so caught up in their obdurate and all-pervasive narcissism that theyboth literally and proverbially can't see the woods for the trees.Inured moronswho, in effect, are either totally unaware of or can't recognize the intense evilthat characterizes every one of them. And who in their very worst formconstitute the mass murdering elements of every arm of Rogue State USA'sbarbarous systems of so-called governance and itself ludicrously and sickeninglypassed off as the epitome of democracy. But, in effect, is nothing of the sort andin actuality is a premeditated and malevolent condition of manipulated communalcontrol with its deeply ingrained and ongoing acts of racism interwoven withhabituated and a pernicious disposition towards genocidal tendencies. But while admittedly the predominantly white inhabited and exclusivelycontrolled west isn't alone in this unconscionable and murderous barbarity, whilethis is indisputably the case it is nevertheless essentially pertinent to express theirrefutable fact that for all that the white west is at the same time. and withoutquestion, both the instigator as well as the principal player in the overwhelmingmajority of the demonstrably and extraordinarily, demonically exploitative andbarbarously premeditated atrocities that quite disreputably and furthermore on ahabitual basis are insidiously and extremely perniciously carried out globally. The collaborative and malignant ethnic cleansing, systemic rape, brutal torture,discernibly planned humiliation and the deleterious and genocidal eradication ofthe Rohingya minority population of Myanmar - insufferable experiencescomparable in character to the identical atrocities monstrously and routinelyinflicted on the majority and indigenous inhabitants of Palestine, which havebeen going on now for well in excess of 50 years by the interloping, thieving,carpet bagging and noxious European Yid element that comprise and continue toinfest that illegal, British foreign and colonially, Middle Eastern inserted and


contemptible entity Yidland - not even acknowledged by the scum Buddhistswho're wiping them out as citizens of their own country and where the Rohingyahave lived for multiple centuries. A nefarious crusade in the intentional commission of mass murder andhorrendous genocide; at the very forefront of which is the despicably lowlifesewer rat and discernible scum, Aung San Suu Kyi, who ludicrously and for sucha long time unwarrantedly was hailed in the said west, that still supports, her asa champion of human rights. And categorically goes to show how thoroughly sickin the mind and mentally deranged not only Aung San Suu Kyi is but also all ofher supporters, whoever or wherever they are. But no article of this nature could from my own perspective conclude withoutmentioning the Wahhabi that conspicuously comprise the sub-human scum ofBantu Saudi and their compatible adherents residing throughout the Middle East,Pakistan and parts of the west. All of whom in intimate union with and themalevolent service of their white western counterparts, be it Rogue State USA,Britain, the whole of mainland Europe, and not just the European Union; and thewhite cold-bloodedly appropriated from their indigenous populations entities ofCanada, Australia, New Zealand, Argentina, Yidland and the rest of them, andthat individually and collectively are equally the embedded scum of this earth,present us all with the problems that needlessly we are facing. The stark irony being, and which laughably is completely lost on all of them, isthat none of the numerous ill-gotten gains they've come by can they take withthem when the Grim reaper inevitably calls time on them. So what was thepurpose of it all the sane among us wonder in what they are disgustingly andhorrifically doing? Stanley Collymore


Death: An Inevitable But Nevertheless AnInsignificant Aspect Of My Life! By Stanley Collymore You might like to know in passing that the Grim Reaperas he does his customary rounds periodically anduninvitingly comes around to wherever it isthat I happen to be residing and in theprocess pestering me with his sillyand from my perspective unimaginative games,and even sometimes gives the transparentimpression that he's about to use thatmenacing scythe of his to severelyhack his way through my life,purposely ending it in thereminiscent manner of industrious farmersdoing the identical thing with their manysheathes of wheat, barley, corn or hayin one or other of their harvestingfields and, as a result, will quitesimply and literally be keenlyengaged there in a patentlycomprehensible activitythat the rest of us willunderstand and thatthey're actuallysupposed tobe doing. No similar structured pattern though it would appearwith the Grim Reaper or his discernibly eccentricantics, not an isolated bit, as he routinely andcontemptuously sets out to ensure from hissubjective and illogical perspective whoshould die and who should live; thisuncompromising and permanentextinction of his invariably, and more often so thannot as it happens, defenceless and what's moreeven unsuspecting victims that thankfully I


shall never, because quite frankly I havelong been on to him and hence shan'tever permit myself in those unwisesituations to deliberately becomeone of them. Then, before I candraw another sustaining breathinto my body in grudging acceptance of whatI think from his demeanour he has in storefor me and thus is about to happen hejust simply and erratically changeshis mind, casually moves on toother things or sadisticallyacts as if it's me who'scrazily visualizingall these things. But what do I really care? It's his private game and he'sbeen playing it now so long with me and accordinglyI'm so used to it that I'm not in the least botheredwhether he actually decides I should carry onliving or else be instead physically changedfrom my human form and consequentlybe transferred to the jurisdiction ofthe departed dead. Whatever! For I shall persist,regardless, in my earthly situation to do whatI have always done and remain staunchlyindifferent to the Grim Reaper's whims,fancies or demands, and furthermorewhile still wholly capable to freelyattract wholesome breath withinthis body of mine, soldier onin any case, and as long asI consistently can, withmy own distinctiveand, who knows,imaginativelyworked outafterlifeplans! © Stanley V. Collymore19 January 2016.


The Author's Thoughts:It's perceptibly inevitable and has been around since the beginning of time yetthere hasn't ever been and still isn't a universal or consensual approach from thecollective perspective of human beings towards death. In the materialistically motivated west for example death is distinctly seen by thevast majority of its inhabitants as frankly a bloody nuisance which inevitably,exasperatingly and very irresponsibly from their subjective point of view simplygets in the way of them aspiring to, be it realistically so or from the detachedpoint of view of objective observers more often than not a delusional fiction, oreven essentially a glorious opportunity through which they can either acquire yetmore affluence or else obtain wealth first time round from their respective andindividual endeavours whether honestly applied or more likely than notdishonestly engaged in; but throughout all this with death the unrelenting andirrepressible spoiler purposefully guaranteeing that none of them can't take anyof their possessions with them when they ultimately die. Meanwhile, other cultures and societies view death in a diversity of differentways ranging from the carbon recycle concept where after your birth, youpossibly live and then at death irrespective of whether you're placed in the earthto rot or else find yourself more clinically cremated your bodily remainsnevertheless instinctively and whether you'd wished for that to be so or notbecome naturally recycled one way or another and in turn act as the buildingblocks or the raw material for the continued sustenance in one way or another ofexisting as well as future generations of not only human beings but also otherforms of animal and plant life. So for all we know you may very well after deathend up being a darn sight more useful and productive to the universe generallyand our earthly world in particular than you actually were or would ever havebeen regardless of where you resided or however long it was that you lived onPlanet Earth. Another perspective of the multiplicity of points of views that I previously alludedto is that the deceased person essentially goes into a markedly transformativestate immediately after his or her death whereby and dependent on the kind oflife which that individual lived and also the valuable or otherwise contributionthat they made while alive he or she doesn't actually vacate the ambit of earthbut instead is immediately transformed into another life form that in the order ofthings imposes on that individual the commensurate status or otherwise thatthey're deemed to have warranted when they previously existed as humanbeings.


Then there are the atheists whose idea is that it's all a farcical mess played byNature which causes us to be unwillingly born, live and then die and thatbasically according to them is the sum total of it all; and what we get up to orachieve in the interim prior to that fateful day is all relatively speaking down tous and fate. A defective conclusion of theirs which doesn't, to say the very least,grab me in any interesting or convincing way I must admit. And to be absolutelyblunt is analogous to one purchasing an expensive car, filling it up with petrol atthe nearest petrol station, driving off to the largest roundabout they know of andthen determinedly motor on to that roundabout and spend the rest of their timeand until the car runs out of petrol circumventing that roundabout and nowhereelse; then wham bang an articulated lorry that also happens to drive onto thatroundabout smashes into their car and them with devastatingly catastrophicconsequences. And that's the end of them! No, life even if we haven't fully grasped what it's all about is much more thanthat and one doesn't have to be overly religious to recognize that. I'm Anglican:High Church Church of England and have been all my life although I've worshipedperiodically in other Christian churches when there's no C of E denominationalchurch where I happen to be at the time. Usually it's Roman Catholicism sincethe religious practices engaged in their church mirror many that I've known fromchildhood within the Anglican community that I belonged to and also happilygrew up in. And this is principally the case now for me in Germany. However I always do make a point of first acquainting the respective priest of myfaith and church membership as I'm a communicant and going to church for mealso involves taking the Holy Sacrament of Communion. But every priest I'vespoken or dealt with has been fully pragmatic about what I'm doing,acknowledges like me that there is the one God though several way to reachHim, analogous to determining if on a journey to Scotland, for example, from thesouth of England one should go by train, car or actually fly there with theultimate purpose being to actually get to Scotland. It's the very same withreaching God I believe and thankfully the priests I deal with fully understand andsensibly make allowances for that. However, there's a game that I tongue incheek play with friends and have done with some of my students along theselines. I'm not a football aficionado by any means though there is one in thefamily with the identical name who is - HAPPY BIRTHDAY BY THE WAY ONJANUARY 22,2016 SON - and although I'm fully au fait with all the aspects of thatgame my principal sports are Cricket and Athletics. Anyway, this is precisely howI explain the Universe and Earth in essentially simple terms. Imagine a massiveGalactic Life League synonymous to the football one and at the top of which if wewere to take England as an example you have the Premier League and then


downwards are a range of other leagues and non league clubs. Then there's therigorous process of promotion or demotion from these leagues according to howthe respective clubs perform and with some of them although neither relegatedor promoted remaining virtually "dormant" in the league in whichthey happen to be. So returning to my Galactic Life league if you are exceptionally good for exampleyou may very well find yourself promoted from this Earthly league to one inanother world league or conversely be demoted to one below that of earth; and ifyou then systematically apply that principle to life generally it could well accountfor where like footballers we move on to next or come back to later. Little wonderthen that some people I meet, and I'm equally sure that you do too, in generalconversations we have with them say they feel like they've been here in somelocation or other on earth previously and what's more can even lucidly describethese places that in their current life they've never been to. So where exactly areyou personally bound for when you leave earth, which I'm decidedly persuaded isNOT in the equivalent of the Galactic Premier League? A Galactic Life Leaguepromotion to the equivalent of the English Premier League, demotion to anotherleague; or even a Galactic non-league existence? But wherever you end up it's asure bet that Death is the only facilitator of all of this and in that respect notunlike FIFA! Stanley Collymore


Death: The Ultimate Enforcer Of Universal Equality! By Stanley Collymore Death is an inescapable occurrence that actuallyautomatically begins the very second that weunaided draw breath in this life rendered tous on loan at our birth, and for what it'sworth there's entirely nothing, eitherindividually as a person or jointlyas a community or country thatcan be successfully done to permanently forestallit. Therefore, fully recognizing and acceptingthat as a fact of life it's similarly wise thento totally appreciate that neither sensiblynor rationally is there any point at allin worrying one's self overtly orobsessively about the adventor even the speculated onconsequences of Death. For while it's obviously possible either throughfear of it, political beliefs, state decree as inthe case of the death penalty; murder ormanslaughter - whether deliberatelyor unintentionally occasioned - oreven misguided vanity, throughthe act of suicide usually, todeliberately thwart Death's otherwise unrelenting,premeditated and non-partisan march to one'sown determined oblivion from this earthlylife we're briefly loaned, and doing thisby taking, for example, direct controlof such actions as we believe to benecessary into our own hands toachieve our desired outcome;there is however no obviousrealistically viable or anydurable different optionto what's manifestlythe inevitability of


Death; or for themost part, mostof us after ourburial beingthe naturalrations forravenousworms! © Stanley V. Collymore2 November 2016. Author's remarks:Raised, educated and avidly encouraged all of my life by those who from theoutset of my existence have always genuinely mattered to me or wouldafterwards in the wake of such persons fill that role, and still do, never to feardeath I took their ideas and logical solutions very seriously and constructivelyincorporated them into the very fabric of my life; for what they all of themencouragingly advised me to do and through principled examples practised ontheir part in their own lives weren't only rational and made absolute sense to mebut also significantly shaped and helped to consolidate the fundamentalcharacteristics that embody the person I most happily, and thankfully to them,became but essentially still am. And looking back as objectively as any honest person can in relation to matterspersonally concerning myself and them, there are quite thankfully very fewthings in my life that were it possible to do so I would willingly change, for eventhose negative aspects I encountered in my life did trigger, as it happened,positive responses on my part that were, and still are, whenever, wherever orwhatever manner they actually occur a source of beneficial influences on which Ican consummately draw and fittingly carry on with my life. So I'm much too productively busy and totally occupied with real life to eventhink of let alone embark on consciously wasting what to me is precious timeengaging myself in rather pointless and for the most part the evidently puerileluxury so completely beloved of and obsessed with by others principally in thewest and particularly so in the United Kingdom of to all intents and purposesnon-productively spending my valuable time on matters of little or no substanceor to be candid inevitable consequences like death that no one can realisticallychange.


Stanley Collymore


Debenhams The Commercial Ku Klux Klan Of TheBritish High Street! By Stanley Collymore Debenhams like every other company, whether commercialor otherwise, has an inalienable right to appoint whoeverit wants to award is promotional campaigns to, as wellas determine the material content that it consciouslyand premeditatedly in these endorsement, or moreaptly stated propaganda, ads implants to basicallyrepresent the purported public image of the saidcompany, the products it sells, or the serviceswhich it either provides or promotes. Butnot dissimilar from the hubristic and self-publicizing individual,and importantly one who is somewhat obsessively quite fullof himself or herself, such intentional actions do none theless demand, and should indisputably also carry certainspecified responsibilities, and especially so when thatpersona is deliberately bandied about in the publicarena: truth and the recognition of reality not theleast amongst them. Requirements that clearlyshouldn't be overlooked or evaded if thoseconcerned either individually and mostundeniably so corporately, have anyconcept of their responsibility oreven the slightest modicum ofmaturity, common or gardendecency or any plausiblecredibility about them. Debenhams a high street store in the United Kingdom, andsomewhat vaingloriously and most markedly ludicrouslyand laughably self-publicizing itself as some kind of atreasured and national icon, has depressingly, mostoffensively and with racist intent deliberately butoh so asininely in this spurious process readilycircumvented even the most basic protocolsthat in the given circumstances that it hasfoolishly placed itself in, and were one


so imprudently disposed to persuadethemselves not to notice or be hoodwinked into thinking thatDebenhams is even remotely what it exaggeratedly claimsto be, that transitory moment of unrepressed insanity onthe duped observer's part would instantaneously andpermanently be resolved and promptly depart onintelligently learning of the authentic veracitypertaining to and elaborately coupled withthe devious shenanigans engaged in byDebenhams, which are self-servinglyintroduced and similarly dishonestly directed by itsbosses and salaried advisers: moral losers to theumpteenth degree all of them, bereft of logicand additionally as any person gifted witha conscience and fully cognizant of thepatently duplicitous carryings-on atDebenhams would previously haverecognized, as being principallydeficient of an apparent moralcompass together with thevisible non-existence ofeven the deception ofan individual or anycollective integrity. Otherwise how else can any authentic and seriouslyminded person not only with a fully-fledged andenergetically functioning conscience but whois similarly in total possession of a genuinemoral compass and moreover has it finetuned and properly switched on, makeany appropriate sense of, rationallyexplain or much less so remotelyattach any credence whatever towhat Debenhams is corruptly,meretriciously, revoltingly,exceedingly unethically,quite intentionally andmoreover has clearlyand demonstrablysmall mindedlyas well, vilely


determinedto embarkon doing? For commercially inspirational icon, although in realityit's far from being any such thing, as the asinine andbrain-dead bosses at or the lowlife, tawdrily ineptbut all the same extortionately avaricious "spiv"advisors to Debenhams risibly see this highstreet company as or not, only the inane,those who're delusionally, and happilyso it would seem in their bitter stateof make believe and additionallyentrenched in an 18th and 19th Century respectivelymindset quite prevalent at the time and beforeany of those concerned were conceived letalone born, or else are so conspicuouslyblind that they cheerlessly fail to seethat the United Kingdom isn't andhonestly historically never was -the spontaneous conclusion ofseveral millennia of ongoingimmigration - or is it significantly ever likely to be,as those associated with Debenhams ludicrouslythink it rightfully should become and henceunpardonably espouse - to distinctly bethe restricted and untouchable domainto be set aside for, and exclusivelyassigned to white Caucasians ofthe alleged "Master Race." Towhich I say to these pillockswho manage Debenhams,and like minded moronslike them: "Dream on! " © Stanley V. Collymore14 December 2015. Author's Comments:On Thursday December 10,2015 Debenhams took out a full colour front pageadvertisement - I invite you to see it for yourself - with the London Metro a


freebie newspaper to the public but is otherwise well connected politically andcommercially with the Zionist far right in the UK and beyond, and distributednationally across England at least. Furthermore and quite predictably it'sregularly featured, in the Metro; on the Rupert Murdoch owned Sky News andadditionally and without fail is prominently every night routinely highlighted aswell on Sky News Press Preview slot that comes on air every night directly afterthe 10pm news has finished at 10.30 pm and lasts for the next half hour. Aroutine that is repeated ad nauseum at the end of each subsequent newssegment and every time lasts for its half hour duration. So quite an exposure forthe London Metro and Debenhams, or more appropriately in the case of the latterthe views of those who run this company, and who undoubtedly are quitecognizant of this, and therefore where better to push and actively promote theirsubliminal and pernicious bigoted messages. So having read my poem and during that process taking into consideration toothe old maxim that people should be judged by the company they regularly andhappily keep it would be most remiss then of me not to append the same axiomto Debenhams. And for me it isn't about one repulsive advertisement authorizedby Debenhams that provoked this poem but a gross accumulation of racistconditioning and insider whistleblower information passed on to me and whichare coupled with my own astute discernment of what I've seen personally formyself in relation to how others not of the white Caucasian kind have beentreated by Debenhams and consequently have resulted in me now for severalyears ongoingly pledging to myself that whatever the circumstances or howeveracute these might be I won't be seen dead in any branch of Debenhams let alonein any way reinforce their grasping, unconscionable or their pernicious racistpropensities towards their own and markedly objectionable self-aggrandizement. And as you mull over what I've said earlier I again invite you to consciouslyscrutinize that full page colour advertisement of Debenhams I previously mademention of and note the marked and conscious absence throughout thatadvertisement in what's essentially a multi-ethnic Britain of anyone, from babesin arms to the elderly and of both genders, who isn't white and Caucasian.Clearly in the ostensibly and oft-stated "Christian" United Kingdomand at a time of peace and goodwill to all mankind - moreover it might be worthmentioning at the very least and even appropriately stressing that additionally itcould also serve as a most salutary exercise by reflecting on the true, historicallyauthentic and not as has become so commonplace and beloved by those whoinfest the "leadership" of Debenhams and other likeminded nerds, thedelusional and make believe racial origins of Jesus Christ and his parents -Debenhams' bosses evidently have no such courteousness or common decency todispense to others who don't look like and moreover are staunchly considered to


be inferior to them. But typically they've not the slightest objections to these Niggers, Wogs,Sambos, Pakis, Half-Castes, Half-Breeds, Piccaninies or what other odious namesthey apply to these people shopping in Debenhams as money is the sole God ofthese talmudic-Zionists and wherever it comes from is immaterial, but other thanthat these sub-human types are perceived to serve no useful purpose at all. Andwho really cares if it's Christmas? After all Jesus Christ is no longer who heoriginally was and transformationally is now an integral part, perhaps notreligiously but most certainly commercially, of the sponging, privileged and well-heeled white Caucasian environment; and that's how it must commercially and inevery other profitable way unalterably remain. So why place sub-humans in atreasured Debenhams' Christmas advertisement? For those of you with convenient memories or who weren't born then, Fords themotor car manufacturer did a similar asinine thing in 1990/91. Along with thesetweets and my poem: "Debenhams the commercial Ku Klux Klan of theBritish high street", I've also posted two highly relevant andcontemporaneous articles by Advertising Age and the Independent Newspaperthat reported on the insane Ford saga. A highly embarrassed Ford allegedlylearnt valuable lessons it said at the time and grudgingly apologized after initiallymaking a number of lame, unconvincing and downright lying excuses for thoseresponsible for this racist faux pas at its Dagenham plant. Will Debenhams do thesame? I won't hold my breath on that one if I were you; I know I shan't! Forthey haven't a creditable ounce of integrity in them. Meanwhile, I shall resolutelycarry on with my several years old personal boycott of Debenhams; but if thoseof you deemed by them as sub-humans want to keep on propping them upfinancially, quite frankly and no apologies from me, you're most welcome to andevidently deserve each other! Stanley Collymore


Destined To Be Lovers But, Alas, Never True Friends!(Poem) By Stanley Collymore We met for the very first time, as I'm absolutely sure you wellremember, not by design but, as it clearly happened, purecoincidence my dear! But even so, and from the veryoutset of our personal encounter, the evidentlystriking and unmistakably physically-inspired chemistryinstinctively generated between the two of us wasn'tonly astoundingly enhancing but equally as wellmost naturally and delightfully enliveningin its completely unrehearsed origin. Afortuitously conceived situation that,in effect, amply enabled this over -whelming physical chemistry that hadspontaneously developed betweenthe two of us to fittingly augurin the welcoming prospectof a particularly torridand urgently longedfor sexual liaison. That in its assembling became so patently obviousthat only a complete and unworldly fool, ormaybe someone who was entirely blindor otherwise consisted of being awholly unresponsive, non-perceptive, or evena markedly non-empathetic person couldexcusably be expected to realisticallyfail to grasp and consequently notappropriately understand whatintuitively and discerniblyconsensually, was bothphysically in everysense and clearlyemotionally atthat precise momentin time happening


between youand me. So in the arranged circumstances in which we nowfound ourselves it rather understandably, mostobviously, predictably, quite pragmaticallyand deprived of fuss, truly fittingly andunderstandably for of us - in whatdoubtlessly had acceleratedlyin the process of all thisdesirable expectation,anticipatorily set the stage for the full achievementof what unhesitatingly was to become an intenseand unmissable liaison - had essentially andnoticeably irresistibly become a forcefulcatalyst of its own, valuably ensuringthat nothing would be allowed onthe part of either of us to eitherdeter or in any way interferewith what we were bothconsciously, eagerlyand pleasurablyembarkingupon. But for all of the enthusiasm which we'd jointly andmutually drawn on in the active furtherance of oursexual liaison, I frankly don't recall you everexpressing any reservations about what wewere consensually doing or, come to that,made known an implied point of view,far less so a decisive wish for our existing relationshipto significantly reform, develop correspondingly,and accordingly expand into something thecomplete opposite of what it already was:a distinctly categorical fusion of carnalescapism explicitly bound up in anongoing and a most favourablydisposed to sexual tryst that itself was freelyand excitedly engaged in without anyavowed promises of commitment,one way or the other, by either


or both of us, its enthusiasticand willing participants. And this despite the numerous opportunities thatwe both individually as well as jointly had tounambiguously make well-known to eachother, if we had any such objectives inmind, our resolutely changed desirefor a more practical and profoundadult exhibition concerning the secretive alliancebetween the two of us. One that which openly,honestly and quite obviously did mutuallyand beneficially extend a convincinglyproductive methodology to our ownbehaviour, in order to incorporatea more profound appreciation ofus as worthwhile human beings. This, together with a marked alteration in itsaccurate evaluation of us as exceptionallydistinctive personalities and not seen orregarded basically as objects for ourcommon sexual gratification. Andwith that significantly and alsoforemost in mind decisivelysurvey the valid prospectof a clear alternative towhat we were doing. However, realistically there was little chance ofthat ever happening or the likely prospect ofconvincingly getting you to change yourmind, since clearly it wasn't what youwanted then or conceivably wishedfor at any other point in time. So it wasn't hard forme to detect your thinking as intuitively I knewthat much previously. For although words, assuch, were never exercised to realisticallyexpress your reserved feelings on thisepicurean alliance which we wereindulging in, your inescapablydecipherable body language


was nevertheless on itsown quite revealing. And consequently in its diagnostic summation wasa logical indication that personal commitmentby you wasn't something which you wereeither looking for, much less so keenlydisposed to generously giving. Andtherefore, if our ongoing and libertine relationshipwasn't in these threatened new circumstancesto come to a conclusively abrupt end, theonly genuine option going for us wasto appreciatively carry as the avidthe lovers we clearly were andin this accessibly expedientapproach securely discardall inauspicious notionsof us ever wishing tobe or convincinglybecoming friends. © Stanley V. Collymore27 September 2017. Author's Remarks:Of all the diverse expectations and indeed, if one is to be perfectly honest aboutit, accumulative experiences that us human beings regularly, more often than notroutinely, sometimes pleasurably, invariably expectantly and, at times, evencontroversially engage in sex is doubtlessly among the foremost of these in ourgeneral consciousness; and while the reasons for this are multiple and evensometimes contradictory in nature there's no genuinely effective or permanentmeans of getting away from this omnipresent phenomenon in our individual life. And while significant numbers of you may, at times, seek to convince and evenmanage to delude yourselves that sex is for you essentially, and for all of itsapparent popularity, merely an ephemeral part of your own and even that ofmankind's wider human existence, none the less as a culturally sophisticatedperson whose thoughts and physical actions leave you with no other option butto properly and beneficially channel these corporeal impulses into moreconstructive things, as such sex: either jointly with someone or discretionarily onyour own, is ultimately a recreation that you can well do without.


My straightforward and unambiguous answer to that one is: Dream on! Forcommon sense generously coupled with loads of practical experience havecategorically taught me that the more fervent and outspoken against sex suchcritics are the greater are their unrequited and carnal demons within. Stanley Collymore


Destroyer Have you any idea what love really isor is it just a handy tool for you todevilishly work your way intothe unsuspecting lives ofothers, which you thenpremeditatedly andmost callouslyset out todestroy? © Stanley V. Collymore7 August 2001. Stanley Collymore


Different And Proud Of It! By Stanley Collymore I like being unique you see; and alsoit’s a matter of my own integrity.So I shan’t sleep with youand thus willingly becomelike all the other guyswe both know thatregularly do. © Stanley V. Collymore18 July 2001. Stanley Collymore


Discovering True Love Someone once asked me, in that questing butdecidedly informal manner employed whensearching for the truth, what love was.And I gave my answer, which I thoughtappropriately covered the matter indetail. I spoke of emotion andreciprocal feelings; the joy and personalsatisfaction there is from having someonespecial in one’s life to share it with,and to care for. I even venturedinto the private and intimateworld of love-making. I also touched on issues as diverse as loyalty,trust, honesty and the spontaneity of affectionbetween lovers. All in all, I was doing fineand really felt good within myself aboutmy explanation. My colleague, fortheir part, went away pleased. Sometimeafter that conversation, however, I met you -and instantly I knew I would have toredefine my definition of love.For in generously giving yourself to me,as well as the manner of your doingso in this new and dynamic relationship wenow share, you’ve not only brought an entirelynew dimension to the concept of love -you’ve also created a completely newvista in which our two souls arebonded for all eternity. © Stanley V. Collymore13 December 1997. Stanley Collymore


Do Me A Favour And Permanently Get Lost! Never you mind what I choose to do with my private life,as it’s not yours but mine alone to do with whatsoeverI want; and instead of you employing the seeminglyboundless energy you exhibit and which youpleasurably utilize in tearing it to bits, justhumour me for once and seriouslyconcentrate on your own lifewhich, as it happens, isanything but anexemplary one! For I already know I’m far from beingperfect, but then I’ve never claimed to be; neitherhave I ever aspired to or do I currently wantto be a saint, something which youyourself most certainly aren’t!So rather than you unilaterally andquite arbitrarily setting yourself up in judgement overme as this untouchable paragon of virtue and the veryepitome of all other things virtuous, why don’t youjust leave me alone to live my own life as I seefit and, in the process as well, permanentlyforget that you and I have ever met? Stanley Collymore


Do Your Thing Grim Reaper And Cleanse This AegeanStable! By Stanley Collymore I can feel your presence very strongly, as overtlyand most discernibly not to be amiss you’requite intent on making me fully awareof this; all the same I’m not the leastnonplussed by what you’re doingsince I’m very conscious that it’s yourinimitable style at work causing youto act thus and therefore for you,and obviously somethingnot to be shirked, yourcustomary wayof behaving. But then as the Grim Reaper you well know thatDeath attendant with its mortal finality isn’tjust a prolific business to be profited frombut also a most serious one to bepsychologically grieved aboutand privately mourned bythose who really care; and as such thereare certain formalities that objectivelymust be considered, revered, thoughlargely impassively on your partit’s true, embarked upon, thenconclusively, categorically,most assuredly and, ofcourse appropriatelyas well, be done. So if my time has come do get on with itand please drop the formalities, as tobe perfectly honest with you I’mtruly one disinterested thoughinvoluntary customer of yours whointentionally won’t be losing any


sleep over my death knowingthat liberated through it I’llbe permanently forsakingthis troubled earth forwhat’s essentially abrand new starteternally! © Stanley V. Collymore30 January 2014. Comment:I can think of far more important things to concern myself with than Death,taking into account the fact that it’s inevitable however its realization isultimately brought about. Which begs the question: could it be that those who’remost shit scared of Death and whose obsessive fears of it usually cause them toabsurdly and quite fruitlessly embark on all manner of ways and means tocircumvent or, even more ludicrously, attempt to stave it off indefinitely areinvariably the very ones who in this life are the worst abusers, in everyconceivable form, of their less fortunate fellow human beings and consequentlyas their own lives on Earth enter their final chapter are deeply petrified of whatawaits them in the After-Life? An After-Life where their massive ill-gotten and exploitative gains accumulatedon Earth and criminally and abusively derived at the expense of others and usedon Earth to unscrupulously garner immense power, influence and even morewealth for themselves can’t be transhipped to, rendering them highly impotent toaffect conditions in their After-Life existence and thus scaring the living daylightsout of them knowing that they’d be judged there on what they are and not whothey were during their earthly life. Justice, which these bastards aren’t in theleast fond of and can buy off here on Earth at last promptly and impartiallydelivered. Are you listening and paying heed Koch brothers, Rupert Murdoch, those whoown or run Monsanto, BP, RSB and the other banks, Halliburton, thepharmaceutical companies, EDF and all the other likeminded scumbagsconcomitant with your bought and paid for stooges in the US Congress and otherforeign governments including our own British one, prime and consummate slimeballs the lot of you who unfortunately infest this otherwise sacred world the restof us are forced to share with you?


Stanley Collymore


Done But As Yet Not Dusted! It was novel that’s true but quite exciting all the sameit must be readily pointed out; our very first and, asit happened, totally accidental meeting with eachother, the coming together of me and you andactually what this celebratory poem is all about.A situation with a most singular beginning thatcomprised the two of us literally bumpinginto each other laughingly followed byan apology from you that only justpreceded my own, but which inboth cases was completelyunnecessary as it turnedout, extenuation. For very soon afterwards the rapidly unfoldingsituation that our spontaneous interactionwith each other and the clearly unconcealedand quite complimentary responses fromus, relative to this matter in hand, hadjointly and explicitly made known,considering how unexpectedlyand somewhat hilarious this fortuitous, absolutelyengaging and exciting fledgling relationshiphad begun, did nevertheless of its ownaccord give rise to a unique set of highlyintriguing but clearly accommodatingcircumstances that neither of ushad earlier expected or couldpossibly, for that matter,have realisticallyanticipated. © Stanley V. Collymore28 February 2014. Remarks:The unexpected can and often does serve as the catalyst for all sorts of situationsranging from the pleasantly surprising to the chillingly terrorizing, and usuallythere is precious little that the recipient on the receiving end of it could have


done to influence what transpired because, as you’ve rightly guessed, it’sunexpected. However, should your unexpected experience fortunately fall into the firstcategory mentioned earlier, why not make the most of it? Who knows? If skilfullytackled and also played to its full potential and advantage it might very well turnout to be the start of something that completely and rewardingly for the bettersuccessfully transforms your life, and in a manner you could never have hopedfor or expected! For Julia. Stanley Collymore


Don't You Patronize Me With Your Smug Masculinity! By Stanley Collymore Well, I'll go to the foot of our stairs! So completelyappalled am I by what you're doing. Fancy youafter of all things my very own proposal thatyou invite me out for dinner then incred-ibly and equally arrogantly as well, Imust say, expecting me to make afinancial contribution to therestaurant's dinner bill!How dare you be so impolite and cad-liketo do that to any woman and especiallya refined lady like me? Somethingso wholly unbecoming of anyman - and totally unheardof in all the cultured andsophisticated circles towhich I unconditionally and have alwaysbelonged and moreover firmly intendto remain in - who even remotelyperceives himself as a civilizedhuman being and even morequestionably a gentleman;perceptibly an imposterendeavouring so hardto influence urbaneand quite trustingwomen like methat he's reallyyou know theactual thing! Trust me! " You really ought to be thoroughlyashamed of yourself you misogynistic cadand unpleasant charlatan of a man to bedoing something like this in the 21stCentury. Have you not heard ofor worst still don't you believein according persons of my


sex, put bluntly ladies ineffect like me, with thesupreme respect andof course our duerights to humandecorum andour genderequality? © Stanley V. Collymore15 September 2016. Author's Remarks:Whether to go Dutch or not in the financial sense and looking at this particularissue astutely and objectively is to a prescient-minded observer like me a no-brainer! Why? Because its application, one way or the other, completely depends,or should do so, on the nature of the existing relationship, personal or otherwise,that at the time is being engaged in by those who're involved - usually theindividuals of either of the two standard and conventional sexes generally andglobally recognized and therefore accepted as such, or none as it happens and isincreasingly the case in officially genderless Britain, and consequently isexclusively a matter for those who're directly and consensually involved. Thisregardless of whether their particular participation resolves around orsignificantly or not impacts on two or materially more people. That then in myjudgement and likewise I would imagine also that of other sensible and intelligentminds is how it should always be and logically therefore has bugger all to do withone's gender or equality of any kind for that matter. However the situation in my opinion is that in Britain and specifically so as isdistinctly evident in England is that this undoubted no-brainer problem is acomprehensively manufactured and self-serving one wilfully produced by thosewho're obsessively preoccupied with as well as concertedly involved in asininely,most markedly and dysfuntionally creating a totally genderless and quitenoticeably an unnatural society in which the consistently brainless and unthinkingadherents of these sick policy makers' nonsensical assault on the intuitive andgenerally accepted consensual norms of what are conventionally recognized andoverwhelmingly adhered to as normal conduct in the universal behavioural sensewithin civilized cultures and countries globally, and are now officially and quiteencouragingly in Britain either callously, misguidedly, injudiciously or just plainstupidly trampled upon.


And furthermore these cherished and societally cohesive precepts are also sowantonly abused that they've become most discernibly to anyone withfunctioning eyes in their head to see and conscionably wish to do so a markedlyconfusing and even a particularly debilitating and daily scenario for the averageapathetic Briton let alone the manifestly increasing plethora of witless ones whounchallenged roam our seemingly green but deceptively pleasant land. Andadvisedly to all women who like mindless lemmings that as a species happily itseems indulge in jumping off cliffs to their well-deserved fate are idioticallyleaping on to this specific bandwagon I will shrewdly say to all of them it's notmisogyny in this particular matter but your own deeply ingrained or elsedeviously practised stupidity that you should be most preoccupied with andprofoundly worried about! Stanley Collymore


Eat Your Heart Out! Why can’t you leave well alone and stop sticking youroar unwarrantedly and unwelcomed into whatfrankly doesn’t concern you? Don’t youthink you’ve caused enough troublealready as it is; and what makesyou think that your belligerent and unwantedinterference in a private affair, which tobe quite honest with you is none ofyour business, is going to helpmatters in any way? Because it won’t I assureyou, as I’ve heard it all before and I don’tgive a damn what you or others thinkor say as what you’re indulging inis both utterly senseless andalso downright irrational. You’re my sister not my keeper, and as a responsibleadult I’ve a specific duty to myself to individuallychoose how I legally want to live my own lifeas well as ultimately determine what’s bestfor me; and not be forced, whether outof societal pressure, sibling coercionor the undue influences of othersinto subverting those inalienablerights which I’m entitled to, tothe capricious or, worst still,the perverse demands ofpeople who might verywell be completestrangers tomyself. Far less so have these rights summarily hijacked by ascheming sister for the gratuitous satisfaction andthe sole purpose of her utterly selfish and biasedagenda, and who I categorically know thatwhile unasked nevertheless wastes noopportunity that she can grab for herselfto tell anyone who’ll bother to listen


to her that her life is her own andshe’ll do with it as she damnwell pleases, still thinksthat she has a right tocontrol my life. And to be fair to you Sis you’ve lived your life as youpleased and effectively done so every since youwere a teenager. So what’s the differencethen between your right to choose who you want toshare your life with, and moreover do so withoutyour countenancing let alone tolerating anycriticism or input of whatever kind orhowever beneficial it might be toyou from any source, and myearnestly wishing to dothe same things toowith my life? Except, of course, that while you’re ecstatically happy toshack up with someone of your own race and unmarriedhave his kids, you nevertheless in your sick mindconsider it rather infra dig for me to marry theBlackman I very much love and who I knowgenuinely and respectfully reciprocatesthat love; and furthermore intend tohave lawfully conceived, born,properly raised and immensely lovedchildren by him; which is a darn sightmore than can be said for the feraland pallid bastards, in everysense of the word, thatyou’ve produced. © Stanley V. Collymore26 October 2013. Stanley Collymore


Egotistical Self-Aggrandizement BlatantlyMasquerading As Humanitarian Altruism! By Stanley Collymore Compliments are entirely wasted on the likes of yousince you've neither any notion what complimentsare nor what their real purpose is all about. Yetyou sanctimoniously, hubristically and quiteself-servingly continue to earnestlyproject and studiously promoteyour warped notion of altruism based not on thegenuine needs of the individuals involvedbut rather your own subjective andfraudulent interpretation of whatyou think they should want,ought to have, and mostcrucially must unquestioningly accept if they'reto be considered worthy of your assistanceto them in the first place. In otherwords, you're the classic, fashionable do-gooderwho's always looking for a cause - its causalcircumstances or distance from where youactually are no problem whatsoever -to support, but with the overridingobjective always unchanginglythe same; your own completelytypical, egotistically chargedand emotionally uncaringself-aggrandizement. © Stanley V. Collymore9 October 2014. Observation:The 21st century apart from the multiplicity of unnecessary and odiouslycontrived wars concomitant with the avaricious and brutally secured plunder ofthe Global South by the purportedly developed and laughably civilized westcomprised mainly of consummately narcissistic and quite ferally-disposed white


Caucasians of both genders and across every social stratum of society there, willadditionally be condemnatorily remembered by future generations - of that Ihave no doubt - for its mindboggling hypocrisy and intentionally contrivedsanctimony relative to what was self-servingly characterized as humanitarianmatters. And in that regard practically every western government, NGO, the plethora ofso-called human rights organizations: Amnesty International and Human RightsWatch principally among their number, together with the vast majority ofhousehold familiar western charities, including almost all of them in the UK, falldeeply and undeniably into this cesspit of intentional deceit, culpable dishonesty,manifest disingenuousness and the ongoing profitable exploitation of both thevictims they're supposed to be helping and the gullible but good-naturedmembers of the public who fall for their spiel. This then is my personal and unreserved indictment of these undoubted andinsidiously criminal charlatans: governmental as well as NGO, who've assiduouslyand industriously taken the term humanitarianism well beyond any credibleinterpretation of what that word actually means and genuinely represents. Stanley Collymore


Ein Unverzichtbares Liebe, Die Fast Nicht Geschehen By Stanley Collymore You came into my life quite unexpectedly, and very muchso unsurprisingly as well; for in every conceivable waythat I can think of nothing like this was ever intendedby me or strictly and being perfectly honest you seewas never actually meant to be. And as for fallingin love while on my holiday the pragmatist thatI am, I would have jovially said to anyone whosuggested a scenario like this that such asupposition from my very own personal perspectivewasn’t only far-fetched and a decidedly unlikelyprobability but likewise as well for someoneseeking to promote such a risible notionas this would quickly find that theirswas an estimation, even with thefanciful perceptions overactiveminds do zealously conjureup when on vacation, thateven so and especiallyin my case wouldtestify to being arelatively hardpreferenceto sell. Besides, as complete strangers to each other initially wewere also individually on separate holiday schedulesthat only converged simply, as it happened, becausecoincidentally we were staying at the same hotel,which from the start of each December untilMarch of the following year, and on aconsecutive basis for the previousfive years as well, I had foracademic research andother literary reasons utilized as a temporaryhome; so, consequently, romance for mein any shape or form was the furthestthing possibly then from my mind


and surely out of the question;and that was astutely basedon insightful pragmatismand not cold arrogance;or me, deliberately inany way, seekingto be unkind. But having assuredly convinced myself that my amorousdefences were assiduously, impeccably and naturallyimpregnably in place and I was therefore in effectas victim free as anyone could possibly be insuch given circumstances I logically, as ismy forte, conscientiously got onas I’d customarily done on all other previousoccasions with what my cerebral vacationand therefore my intuitive mind wereessentially aiming for: motivatingpursuits that specifically wereof a challenging and veryintellectual nature andcategorically not ofthe carnal kind. Apparently though I’d not only overlooked but hadalso clearly forgotten in this meticulous strategyof self-protection I’d routinely and sedulouslytaken, omitted to factor into this restorativeequation the definitive law of unintendedconsequences; and that’s where self-confidently, enchantingly, totallyengaging, as it happened and I’m honourablybound to say, you most disarmingly andquite pleasurably too in ever possibleway that any genuinely worthy andtruly cultured lady can artlesslycontrive, emphatically andmost rewardingly cameinto my life. And mostgratefully, energizingly and very highlyrewardingly, we have reciprocallyand faithfully promised that


for the rest of our naturallives that’s preciselywhere freely weboth plan onhaving youstay! © Stanley V. Collymore8 October 2015. Author’s Comments:Alles Gute zum Geburtstag meiner Prinzessin mit all meiner Liebe! Und vielenDank fuer all die schoenen Zeiten herrlich zusammen und verbunden mit dengegenseitigen, exquisite und dauerhafte Errinerungen an sie ausgegeben, dasswir teilen. Ich liebe Dich! Happy Birthday my Princess with all my love! And thanks for all the wonderfultimes gloriously spent together and conjoined with the mutual, exquisite andenduring memories of them that we share. I love you! The English Title of this poem is: “An indispensable love that almost didn’thappen.” Stanley Collymore


Electronic Love It’s nice to hear you sayYou love me, but myHeart, by the way,Had already gotYour e-mail. Stanley Collymore


Emotions Emotions can’t operate separatelyfrom the actions of those thatwould determine whatthose emotionsshould be! Stanley Collymore


Empathy You’re no stranger to meeven though we’ve onlyjust met; for you’rethe type of personone would findquite hardto forget. Stanley Collymore


Enduring Stability Thoughts of you are the unvarying inspirationthat keeps me going when you’re away fromme. The lighthouse in my mind, whosecomforting and familiar presence guidesme to the safe haven of yourself andprotects me from floundering onthe rocks of my own folly. Stanley Collymore


English Magistrates By Stanley Collymore You talk often enough about truth,freedom and the execution of justicebut your words are both meaninglessand cheap, as there’s no substance,whatsoever, in what you sayas regards to any of these;for you’re still the instinctiveand ever accommodating rubber stampsof the Crown Prosecution Service and a crookedand out-of-control police force whose very nameonce emblazened your courts; and where,despite the cosmetic name change, thedebased mentality and corruptionbetween the three of youstay solidly the same. Yes! You are theshameless sycophants who,without a scrap of honestyor morality to even superficiallypenetrate your endemic mediocrity,masquerade as an unbiased judiciaryyet have no awareness, that can be readilydiscerned by anyone, of what either of thesetwo concepts correctly symbolize or actuallymean in reality. Hence, no independent spirit –provided, of course, you were evercapable of such –will ever be allowed to revoke yourremit decreed by others: orders towhich you clearly attach so much;let alone deliberately underminewhat you regularly, fraudulentlyand malevolently pass offas objective scrutiny


in your hostile andkangaroo-styledeliberationsregarding those hapless men and womenwhose status, and even their right to life,you daily challenge and arrogantly seeas vastly inferior to your own. So why, given the nature and levels of dishonestyso all pervasive within the English magistracy,are you so surprised that I’m not taken inby the machinations of what I see asunelected and unaccountable charlatans:a situation where nepotism, privilege, secrecyand the rapidly spreading cancer of freemasonryare entirely out of control and, quite franklyit must be said, have permanently killedoff whatever notions still remained ofjustice for everyone in Englandstone cold dead? © Stanley V. Collymore1 April 1998. Stanley Collymore


English Magistrates Revisited You talk often enough about truth,freedom and the execution of justicebut your words are both meaninglessand cheap, as there’s no substance,whatsoever, in what you sayas regards to any of these;for you’re still the instinctiveand ever accommodating rubber stampsof the Crown Prosecution Service and a crookedand out-of-control police force whose very nameonce emblazened your courts; and where,despite the cosmetic name change, thedebased mentality and corruptionbetween the three of youstay solidly the same. Yes! You are theshameless sycophants who,without a scrap of honestyor morality to even superficiallypenetrate your endemic mediocrity,masquerade as an unbiased judiciaryyet have no awareness, that can be readilydiscerned by anyone, of what either of thesetwo concepts correctly symbolize or actuallymean in reality. Hence, no independent spirit –provided, of course, you were evercapable of such –will ever be allowed to revoke yourremit decreed by others: orders towhich you clearly attach so much;let alone deliberately underminewhat you regularly, fraudulentlyand malevolently pass offas objective scrutinyin your hostile andkangaroo-style


deliberationsregarding those hapless men and womenwhose status, and even their right to life,you daily challenge and arrogantly seeas vastly inferior to your own. So why, given the nature and levels of dishonestyso all pervasive within the English magistracy,are you so surprised that I’m not taken inby the machinations of what I see asunelected and unaccountable charlatans:a situation where nepotism, privilege, secrecyand the rapidly spreading cancer of freemasonryare entirely out of control and, quite franklyit must be said, have permanently killedoff whatever notions still remained ofjustice for everyone in Englandstone cold dead? But you don’t care, do you, as it’s alright foryou, your family members, close friendsand even your work colleagues too;for taking a leaf out of your blood-related,Israeli-Zionists playbook, you too are ona mission to arbitrarily transform howyour country ultimately looks.Creating an England if notexactly as white as thedriven snow is nonethe less one wherethe practices ofeugenics and white supremacy, ablyassisted, of course, by stitched upand enforced criminality willwith your helpful assistanceand cloak of legalitybecome establishedacts of normalcy! Where’s the gratitude then to those, onecan rightfully ask, without whom youwouldn’t be here to enjoy the life


style or the privilege, whichinstinctively you assume isyour lawful birthright?Or is power, control and thecolour of your skin much moreimportant than justice, morality orsimply from within doing what everyconscionable person in his or her heartknows to be the right thing? Something quiteclearly you miserably failed to have understoodis deleterious in the long run to everyone andcan only bode ill for England’s future good.For when all is said and done humanityand life itself encompass much morethan being white and Caucasian! © Stanley V. Collymore31 January 2013. Stanley Collymore


Even Among Ladies Who’re Unique You Carolyn AreDiscernibly Unsurpassable! By Stanley Collymore So many years have flown by since that very first andhighly auspicious meeting between the two ofus, yet for all that each of them has beenprofoundly and perpetually enrichedby the respective, enduring andcommensurately undemanding friendshipand love we’ve always freely andspontaneously demonstratedtowards one anothertogether with an assured and reciprocalrespect for each other; themselvesjuxtaposed with the mostpowerful and imperishable memories conceivableto either of us of our very special relationship,which predictably has only got stronger,complimentarily beneficial andsignificantly indispensablewith each passing year. And with your upcoming birthday, Carolyn onthe 28th November 2013 it is, I feel, a mostappropriate time not only to honestlyand unpretentiously thank you foreverything that has gloriously transpiredbetween us throughout the past yearsthat we’ve known each other butalso a characteristically fittingopportunity as well to wish you in every regard,on this emblematically unique of days inyour quite amazing and comfortinglybeneficial life, a distinctivelywonderful and unforgettable birthday, with manymore equally memorable ones to be suitablyenjoyed in the future. Happy Birthday toyou Love, and to someone who in


every sense of the word isthe consummate Lady! © Stanley V. Collymore10 November 2013. Personal Footnote:There are some relationships formed in life that one intuitively knows that neithertime nor circumstances will ever change them or nullify their constructive impacton the recipients involved, who furthermore will be the better off as humanbeings from having embarked on them; this is one of them! Stanley Collymore


Even Brain-Dead Low-Lives Have A Legitimate,Constitutional Right To Their Asinine Opinions! By Stanley Collymore Like everyone else in this country, or the wider world forthat matter, you're perfectly entitled to your personalopinions Noel Gallagher and the right to expressthem. But that realistically is as far as it goes Iwould say. And just because you happen toconjure up with others what's essentiallya profusion of discordant sounds thatmany among the scattered brain, thetone deaf and their feckless followers asininely regardas music that in turn and just as unbelievably butnone the less is equally humdrum but all thesame commonplace in the western worldwhere you specifically come from andnoticeably belong; and furthermorewhere the existing value systems,if in actuality they can be calledsuch, are so markedly skewedto express the very least thatberks like you are eagerlyconferred, for lack of amore suitable term, asupposed celebritystatus, whateverin your drugfilled, idioticand clearlydemoniclife thatmeans. And consequently is blithely embraced and supportedfinancially by the money hawks who comfortablymake a fortune from this, ensure that you getyour cut although not as substantial as theone that they award themselves, while


similarly guaranteeing that you toetheir manifestly materialistic lineand are fully onboard the rolling bandwagonthat they most graspingly, gleefully, quitecontentedly and rather advantageouslyjump upon; so what is it then to thelikes of you Noel Gallagher whois barely literate, substantiallyill-informed in almost everything that is genuinelyof any meaningful value or is of fundamentaland lasting importance to the overall anddeserving improvement of the societywhich you're in and, in my honestopinion, that you overtly infestwith your puerile and lowlifeattitude, based on the quitestupid conception of me,myself and I generally,and callously in thisprogression to hellwith all the rest! © Stanley V. Collymore11 January 2016. Stanley Collymore


Existential Fear A Terrorism Component By Stanley Collymore The existential fear of terrorism wilfully, cynicallyand sadistically created by the very same sponsorsof terrorism who assuredly know that financiallyand in numerous other ways they'll massivelybenefit from their murderous and persistentlyutilized hegemonic foreign terrorist foraysis a burden that the dim-witted, gullible,or the easily manipulated and populistmorons of Britain, the remainder ofthe European Union and the USA regard as somethingthat they in their pernicious contagion of rapturousignorance must clearly, preparedly and blissfullyunremittingly endure, and notwithstanding theknown consequences of it all, since obviouslythey've been there before, rather unconscionablyfeel that they have to continue with all the samedishonest and lying shenanigans as the pricethey have to pay in the name of western-style democracy, imperialism and, ofcourse, the American led, toadyingUnited Kingdom and EuropeanUnion coupled with the bulliedUN's General Assembly andSecurity Council's backedUnited States delusionalperception of its ownand western, whiteCaucasian abidingexceptionalism! © Stanley V. Collymore21 May 2016. Stanley Collymore


Expertise Melded With Affability! By Stanley Collymore A maturity that's self-evident and which evidentlyneeds neither embellishment, qualification norexplanation; for to do any of these obviousthings would be similarly as superfluousas questioning why one breathes, it's soapparent! But which in itself is quitepleasant, most reassuring and witha trustingly dependable demeanour that readilytransports even the most mindless requesterof your reliable assistance into a visiblereceiver and apt beneficiary of yourwide-ranging wisdom and astutesupervision. And collectivelyconstitute a mere fractionof a diversity of appositejustifications why youare such a huge assetnot only to Horshambut equally as wellthe current libraryorganization ofthe entirety ofWest Sussex! © Stanley V. Collymore21 October 2016. Author's RemarksThere's a sick, narcissistic, hubristic and even an obsessively depraved tendencyin Britain and which is deeply ingrained in significant sections of its population -who when objectively scrutinized are very much analogous to the proverbialsayings of the pot calling the kettle black or people in glass houses shouldn'tthrow stones - who have no compunction whatsoever in wading into the affairs ofpeople who personally or in terms of their actual personalities these brainlessand unthinking nerdish critics haven't the foggiest idea about but because thosewhom they obsequiously and unquestioningly follow in their own brain-dead state


of affairs that they blissfully and ignorantly live in, stipulate that this is the pointof view they must follow, in toadying and asinine fashion they instinctively do asthey're told. I see things entirely differently, and from my childhood have been told andinspired not to be fearful of anyone, to honestly speak my mind at all times,regardless of who gets offended by my doing so or how powerful or influentialthat person might think that he or she is or as it may even turn out to be actuallyis. That I should always back such criticisms up by supportable facts and neverresort to misinformation or fabrication in anything I say or do; but should I laterdiscover I was wrong in making an assertion about anything however minor it is,I should be man enough to freely admit, and of my own personal accord, whatI've done and unreservedly apologize for my mistake. Similarly that just as I'm entitled to criticize when I genuinely feel that suchcriticism is appropriate, I should equally and un-enforcedly give praise whenever,wherever and to whomsoever it's rightfully due; and the latter situation is whatI'm doing now. These are some of the many and unquestionably fundamental aspects that havebeneficially and constructively shaped my life; that I live by; try whenever I canto instil in others by my personal example; and will happily and unconcernedlydie for if necessary! Stanley Collymore


Exposé Of The Consummate Endemic Moron! Have you ever tried to enter the mind of athoroughbred moron, or more cruciallyendeavoured to understand what, ifanything, goes on there? It’s adaunting task I assure you;not one for the faint-hearted, andthat even when undertaken bythe most prescient-mindedof individuals is utterlysoul-destroying andcan easily leadto despair. Analogous I would say, and I’mabsolutely sure you would willinglyagree if unhappily you’ve beenobliged to go down that path,to attempting to negotiatea treacherous weir, paddlesat the ready but no canoeor other marine craftat hand to safelyconduct youon yourway. Therefore, when such inbred idiots eagerlyand without prompting or any sort ofencouragement from anyone otherthan likeminded morons likethemselves unasked to but all the same openup their mouths to opinionatedly adviseon or advance solutions to mattersor even problems which theyknow absolutely nothing about, andas you either charitably humouror more preferably disdainfullyderide them, just rememberwho precisely and what


exactly they really are:human detritus, thatconstitute the cancerouselements of an unsafeand hazardouslycontaminatedhumanity. Habitually the unthinking and obviously as wellunplanned outcome of an all too commonplacebastardy offloaded onto longsuffering andbeleaguered decent societies forced toaccommodate their sort when inactuality these societies would be infinitelybetter off, to say the least, were they toconcertedly harvest these imbecilesfor their body parts; their brainsdecidedly excluded of coursesince transparently thesewould clearly be of nobloody use to eitherman or beast! © Stanley V. Collymore5 February 2014. Commentary:They say that the poor will always be with us; I wholeheartedly disagree. Not inthe least so because it’s my firm conviction that if the authentic internationalcommunity genuinely had a mind to it could permanently eradicate globalpoverty in a relatively short space of time. A personal conviction that leads me tosimilarly believe that the same thing could be done in respect of the rank,pervasive and wholly pernicious stupidity with its attendant dire consequencesthat regrettably the less discerning among us quite liberally tolerate and evenmake excuses for but which undoubtedly is dangerously inimical to the welfare ofour respective societies generally and the best interests of humanity in particular. Long before he became Prime Minister of Britain and well in advance of themeteoric rise of the Nazis to power in Germany as well as the rest of continentalEurope Winston Churchill a life-long eugenicist advocated the compulsorysterilization of such people in Britain to prohibit them from breeding with eachother, producing more of their kind and consequently with their defective


intellectual genes contaminating the wholesome stock of the rest of Britishsociety. The Nazis of course had their own inimitable solution to this problem –the holocaust; while the Soviets and their satellite satrapies periodically carriedout their own pogroms to eradicate their undesirables. Whatever methods are employed in the 21st Century is a moot point since thereis no mistaking the obvious fact that something has to be done to remedy thiscontagious and fast escalating problem. And while race, ethnicity, skin colour,social class or background, financial status, gender, religion, nationality or theespousal of different and even controversial opinions that are completelydivergent from those of mainstream thinking must not under any circumstancesubjectively become or solely render those in these categories eligible for eitherindividual or selective compulsory eradication, specifically so because diversityand the ability to constructively think and act outside and beyond the acceptedconfines of conformity are salient ingredients that act as the catalyst and evenserve as the bedrock of a truly progressive and mutually beneficial society for allthose genuinely deserving of being the recipients of such, anything else thatstand in the way of this must be implacably excised. Endemically rank, pervasiveand pernicious stupidity falls squarely, in my opinion, within this must beproscribed category. No sensible person who values their life would adamantly resist an amputationand hang on to an incurable, highly infectious and life-threatening gangrenousleg on the asinine basis that they were born with two legs and two legs are whatthey’re going to retain. Similarly you wouldn’t in a public common room observea prized idiot, however old that individual was, walk into that same room, extracta live grenade from their duffel coat and unconcernedly watch them proceed tomess around with it on the pretext that it’s none of your business or they’resimply whiling away the time. Nor would you, I suspect, like any other intelligentperson tolerate or have any sympathy whatsoever for an inveterate arsonist whosets fire to your house in the dead of night while you and the other residentsthere were fast asleep and in the process gravely endangers your life. Only for you all on being rescued later told by some official absurdly seeking toexculpate this moron’s criminal activity that he or she had uncaring parentswhile they were growing up though they all lived in the lap of luxury. Or else thatthat person came from a disadvantaged background and allowances should bemade for them. Or even more bizarrely that this individual liked creating firesbecause the commotion they caused, the fire service racing to the scene, and thelife and limb risks that their arsonist propensities subjected you and your familyto, as well as others who had previously been placed in similar circumstances,gave him or her a sexual high which they were unable to achieve in normal


relationships as they just didn’t have any of their own. Therefore you must beunderstanding; biblically turn the other cheek; and simply forgive and forget. It’snot rocket science to determine what your reaction would be. So why then do our societies persist in tolerating and even indulging brain deadmorons that even the administering of lobotomies to them couldn’t remedy theirsituation, and who furthermore are infinitely more dangerous to the rest of us inevery conceivable way? We cull animals, don’t we? Quite often needlessly so; sowhy not our human detritus as well? On that note I’d like to dedicate the attached poem to Leslie Philbert, Dean Cryand those of a similar mindset. I wouldn’t say that they inspired me to write thispoem, oh no; as collectively they would be completely incapable of inspiring eventhe most incontinent individual to have a piss or otherwise go to the loo, just thatunwittingly on their part they’ve substantially provided me with all the material Icould ever have needed to create this poem. Stanley Collymore


Exposure Of Sexual Grooming Often Goads PublicRage, The Immoral Guile Veiling It However Doesn't! By Stanley Collymore So you rationally thought she looked physically attractiveand correspondingly most sexually appealing too, andwhat's more you also doggedly claim that she wascalculatingly egging you on, very conscious allthe time of what she was actually doing and,furthermore, distinctly and unequivocallyknew what she required from you forherself; and consequently in those compellinglyenticing circumstances you in your revealingwords: 'Simply couldn't resist her! ' eventhough from the onset of your obstinateand illicit sexual association with heryou were fully aware that she wasunquestionably an underage kid,yet arrogantly concluding that'You couldn't help yourself'which, most ironically, inher noteworthy situationis expressly what youthen quite willinglywent on and did! Hubristically, narcissistically, self-servingly and casuallyignoring the factual and patently obvious explanationthat while in her adult imitating and experimentingfashion she may have conscientiously and in herpubescent mind flirtatiously, even intentionallycontrived and daringly essayed to corporeallyimprove on what by Nature she was alreadyliberally endowed with, all the same, andsomething that you evidently knew but neverthelessquite cavalierly chose to overlook determinedlyintent not to brook any such nonsense as thelegal age of consent, she was still a child:not only in the eyes of the law but also


from a societal point of view, and assuch until she'd physically realizedthe age of sixteen and regardlessof whatever adult-mimickingsexual games she may haveconsciously or otherwiseundertaken in between,ought unalterably tohave so remained! © Stanley V. Collymore8 March 2016. Stanley Collymore


Expressively Active Actions speak louder than wordsyour worship, and that’s whyI punched him to expressthe strength, extent,and the depth ofmy feelingstowardshim! © Stanley V. Collymore15 August 2001. Stanley Collymore


Fair Weather Friend By Stanley Collymore Your friendship means the world to me and will remainUnalterably as solid as any friendship could possiblyBe, unless of course unwittingly or deliberatelyYou get yourself into any difficulty that’sLikely to prove uncomfortable orEmbarrassing for me; in whichCase I reserve the right to unilaterallyChange my mind, then either flow with theTide of those who condemn and despiseYou or simply sit uneasily on theFence of time, waiting for anOutcome before decidingWhich way I shouldJump, as any self-respecting,Fair-weather friend will do. © Stanley V. Collymore25th March 1998. Stanley Collymore


False Protection I took my dreams and carefully wrappedthem up in cotton wool very much afraid toexpose them to the harsh realities of life. Butby doing so, while I doubtlessly protectedthem and me from every semblance ofadverse scrutiny that I perceived thenmight be in the offing, the virtualworld I’d effectively createdaround me as a consequencewas anything but real, oreven conducive to thebetterment of mylife generally. © Stanley V. Collymore14 December 2010. Stanley Collymore


Familiar Generalizations Don't Always Tally With StarkReality! (Poem) By Stanley Collymore You obviously came into my life when I was down on myluck and at a time when I couldn't have given a - noI'm not going to use that jokey expletive whichrhymes with luck and will instead civillyemploy the more socially acceptablephrase of saying, as I've donepreviously, that I was literally down on my luck. Butanyway, things were going staggeringly badly forme, and understandably my getting involvedwith another person, far less so falling inlove again and so soon with anyone,regardless of who that individualwoman was, was definitely thelast thing I had on my mind;or for that matter the kindof reactive action whichhonestly, rationally, pragmaticallyand much less so judiciously, Iwould consciously, or mostfittingly, have seriouslycontemplated gettingensnared into again. No bullshit that, nor any wanton, intentional, or cynicallymanufactured, all-out determined and self-serving spinconcurring with the definitive reasoning by me, inorder to expressly circumvent the personal anddeeply troubling consequences known to beintimately coupled with the unrestrainedfailure to definitely and permanentlyput an evidently embarrassing past behind me, andthrough that conscious process negate the likelypossibility, due responsibility and similarlythe apparent necessity of entertaining acompletely new relationship by me,


and essentially out of the earliermess that I'd made of my life,be applicably positioned tonaturally get romanticallyinvolved all over again. Well that's a pretty glib assumption to make aswell as an easy thing for anyone to say, andespecially so for those who have not thevaguest inkling of who or what I am,and consequently, fundamentallydo not know nor could conceivably understandthe complicated imponderables, in terms ofvalued expectations and ardent emotions,that when immutably choreographedand then confidently played out,their distinctly painstakingly,exhaustive, collaborativeand convincing balletde dance, becomesthe unwavering supplement, onmy part, to my unpretentiouschariness and, naturally,personal awareness. Accordingly, do forgive me for delineating my views souncompromisingly, and more to the point especiallyso if I have offensively misjudged you as beingamong those who have not only collectivelybut also conclusively jumped to the falseconclusion, which they unwaveringlyexpect and even demand must bethe solitary outcome of how, with no alternativeprospect in their prejudiced deliberations, Ishould unquestionably be the man whothey unilaterally decide that I mustunwisely become. To which myclear response is this: Thinkwhatever you want to buttake it from me, don'tever seriously thinkof truly holding


your breathon thatone! © Stanley V. Collymore14 October 2017. Author's Remarks:I don't need to acquaint anyone who's even vaguely compos mentis, but I'llremind you here all the same for obvious reasons, that life and its associatedfactors constitute an ongoing, and invariably a complex game that everyone invarying degrees and often in the case of some of you for substantial periods oftime, as you either blissfully, idiotically, manipulatively or even sensibly embarkon playing them. Sometimes the motivation for doing so is deliberate and clear-cut, on otheroccasions not even the participants themselves can say with any certainty oreven honesty precisely what it is that they're doing or why; for in truth theyhaven't the foggiest notion. The game of love is no different and as a pastime has been going on from thebeginning of time and specifically that crucial moment when Eve first got adeeply enamoured Adam to nibble her apple, which he apparently liked andconsecutively after that occasion continued to have numerous bites from it. Itwas a regeneration apple you see. The clever ones out there will get the joke;the others, truth to tell, it's not worth you bothering. So long after we're all of us no longer here, future generations of human beings -should earth and Homo Sapiens manage to survive the impending nuclearholocaust that the morons in Rogue State USA, toadying Britain and the rest ofthe west's Useful Idiots that serve the vested interests of the sickos thatcurrently run this world we live in - will maintain the custom of playing their ownlove games. Stanley Collymore


Farewell And Not Goodbye Muhammad Ali! By Stanley Collymore How fittingly appropriate that so many millions of peopleglobally while obviously impracticably unable and forperfectly obvious and good reasons to personally bein attendance at your funeral Muhammad Ali willnevertheless dependably and quite intently eitherthrough simultaneously worldwide televisionbroadcast descriptions or else by means oftheir multifaceted electronic devices andpersonalized communications systemsbe observing the final rites specifically associatedwith your public, hometown-honoured but allthe same dignified burial. I shall be amongtheir number with tear-filled eyes and amassive void in my heart taking it allin as I silently, rather thoughtfullyand in addition prayerfully saymy own emotional farewellto you, Muhammad Ali. © Stanley V. Collymore7 June 2016. Author's Remarks:Goodbye is for failures or losers; Farewell however is for those who althoughthey're no longer physically with us don't necessarily have to be, as they're stillcurrently in our hearts, our thoughts and our minds, and therefore indisputably,a most welcomed, continuing and a massively inspirational component in ourrespective lives as they've always been, and that's precisely your legacyMuhammad Ali! And the reason is specified here in Latin: "Vos autem sicut homines raro;mortuus est semel, sed solum vivat in aeternum! " Translated into Englishit reads: "People like you are rare; die only once but live eternally! "And in German: "Leute wie Sie sind selten; nur einmal gestorben, sondernewig leben! "


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Farewell Deidre Barlow By Stanley Collymore In a world of rampant disingenuousness; of studiednarcissism overtly and preponderantly paradingitself and deceitfully masquerading in theprocess as honesty and truth, andwhere dissembling has become an art formof its own, you Anne Kirkbride were thecomplete opposite of all these things,exemplifying instead a refreshingand blooming oasis of heartfelthumanity and genuine talentthat was professionally yetendearingly dispensed inwhat's still mainly andotherwise a barren,run of the mill andtalentless desertof establishedmediocrity. And for this, all the cherished memories which you'veleft me and millions more and the affinity, coupledwith that characteristic Lancastrian charmthat you dispensed so well both on andoff our TV screens but most notablyand immortally for me inCorrie Street, I shall eternally be most grateful to you.So farewell Anne Kirkbride - Deidre Barlow -and with the curtains having finally, butalas and regrettably for me and manymillions more of your adoring andgrieving fans, prematurely andpermanently fallen on yourearthly performances, I'mabsolutely sure, even asyour earthly creditsare being rolled out, justly lauded and rightlyapplauded, that the stage is already set


celestially for an even bigger, morerewarding and eternal role,specially scripted foryou, and waitingto be played! © Stanley V. Collymore20 January 2015. Author's Remarks:There are times when situations unexpectedly impact so seriously andemotionally on one's self that regardless of how competent one actually isverbally words just simply aren't enough to convey the shock and profoundsadness that that specific occurrence has engendered. The untimely death of Anne Kirkbride - affectionately, endearingly and enduringlyknown to millions of us as Deidre Barlow, the character which with herconsummate and natural skills she so convincingly and professionally played inthe long running and iconic British television series, Coronation Street, alsolovingly referred to as Corrie or Corrie Street - is one such occurrence. So in grateful appreciation for all the cherished memories you personally givenme Deidre Barlow, I'll simply say: 'Farewell Anne Kirkbride - Deidre Barlow - andthank you; and although you'll be sorely missed, you'll never be forgotten! R.I.P.' My condolences to your husband, other family members, your close friends andthe cast and administrators at Coronation Street. Stanley Collymore


Fear Used As A Terrorism Component By Stanley Collymore The existential fear of terrorism wilfully, cynicallyand sadistically created by the very same sponsorsof terrorism who assuredly know that financiallyand in numerous other ways they'll massivelybenefit from their murderous and persistentlyutilized hegemonic foreign terrorist foraysis a burden that the dim-witted, gullible,or the easily manipulated and populistmorons of Britain, the remainder ofthe European Union and the USA regard as somethingthat they in their pernicious contagion of rapturousignorance must clearly, preparedly and blissfullyunremittingly endure, and notwithstanding theknown consequences of it all, since obviouslythey've been there before, rather unconscionablyfeel that they have to continue with all the samedishonest and lying shenanigans as the pricethey have to pay in the name of western-style democracy, imperialism and, ofcourse, the American led, toadyingUnited Kingdom and EuropeanUnion coupled with the bulliedUN's General Assembly andSecurity Council's backedUnited States delusionalperception of its ownand western, whiteCaucasian abidingexceptionalism! © Stanley V. Collymore21 May 2016. Author's Remarks:Rank stupidity and an abysmally low personal self-worth most markedly so in thecase of significant numbers of Britons among the privileged classes and those


Femininity Unbounded If words are the trumpets of the mind and theeyes the telescope of the heart could it bethat silent thoughts, transmitted yet notopenly disclosed, are the engine toprovide the start of what wehope to find? Like an elegant goddess borne loftilyon the stalwart wings of chanceyou swept in unexpectedlybut oh so majesticallyin a unique, feminineballet de dance –your welcomed presence creating acharming and exciting situationreplete with its own magicaland tempting expectations. Stanley Collymore


Fidel Castro The Iconic And Unquestionably PrincipledHero Of The 20th Century! By Stanley Collymore Your humanity, inspirational leadership, instinctiveand sympathetic alliance with the downtrodden,the persistently marginalized, unwarrantedlyoutcast, the intentionally made powerless,the entirely ignored and the politicallyand economically debarred; qualitieswhich unsparingly, cheerfully andaltruistically on your part were very muchpersonified in you heart, and now withyour sincerely bereaved passing willpermanently remain well known,were always well received bythose that were recurrentlyon the receiving end ofthese numerous andinsidiously illegalacts of habitualinjustice doneuncaringlyto them. Acts of consummate barbarity malignantly unleashedagainst their targeted victims in tandem with theirabusers' demonic and vitriolic wrath directedagainst you Fidel Castro because of whoand what you admirably were, and inthe most trustworthily and deeplyprincipled manner were totally,committedly and unequivocally doing. But inspite of all their unquestionably provoking,numerous and quite criminally inspiredshenanigans you, Fidel Castro nonethe less stalwartly, courageouslyand selflessly carried on withyour profoundly socialist


and for you ceaselesslyprincipled process offully empoweringthe intentionallymarginalized,ignored andneglectedmasses. And furthermore achieving the incredibly remarkable successof brilliantly doing so in the hostile face of a most brutal,spitefully malicious, constantly ongoing and obdurate,vested interest calumny; venomous smears, outrightlies, propagandistic innuendos, harsh condemnationsand numerous attempted assassinations all aimedspecifically at getting rid of you Fidel Castro:our charismatic, inspirational and still verymuch alive hero and legend, while at thesame time ruthlessly endeavouring to overthrow yoursocialist enterprise towards and our effective meansof achieving the political, social, economic andcultural salvation we were jointly after. Butthese evil morons failed spectacularly anddejectedly in their despicable exercisebecause the Cuban Nation and theglobally deprived masses whowere so hatefully disdainedhad always, still do andwill always personally,historically and mostendearingly regardyou, Fidel Castroas our distinctsaviour andchampion. © Stanley V. Collymore28 November 2016. Author's Remarks:The enduring legacy of a truly great man or woman isn't solely evaluated or


measured by what they said or even did to the worthy and justified applause offriends and avid supporters or come to that against the acerbic backdrop or thedemeaning chagrin of virulent opponents and utterly narcissistic malcontents thatdetested them when such champions of the people were obviously alive, butrather, and most significantly so I honestly believe, by the inspirational impetuswhich that particular individual's demonstrably principled, selfless and altruisticactions in relation to life generally and other human beings specifically havesuccessfully and irrevocably been imbued in the hearts and minds of succeedingand future generations. And you Comandante Fidel Castro unmistakably iconic, undistractedly andunambiguously true to what you always and genuinely believed, set out to doand ultimately achieved exemplify in every regard all the wholesomecharacteristics of a truly great and formidable man, as well as being anamazingly charismatic and a remarkably outstanding human being. So now with your exceedingly outstanding and personally contributory work hereon earth quite satisfactorily completed, rest in your very much deserved eternalpeace my political mentor and likeminded Caribbean citizen, comfortingly andjustifiably assured that what you yourself Fidel, Che and Raul did in Cuba and inthe process enthusiastically inspired all right minded and highly conscionablerevolutionaries globally against the distinctly vile evils of imperialism,colonialism, racism and indigenous peoples' exploitation in their own countries tostrikingly take cognizance of and follow, will undauntedly because of youenduringly continue. "Ever onwards to Victory! " Stanley Collymore


Following Your Own Imaginative Conceptions OrSlavishly Other Peoples' Prescription? By Stanley Collymore Self-praise, it's generally and even controversially argued,is one of life's minor oddities, and no less so because itdoesn't easily or readily fit into the stringent realmsof conscientious objectivity or uncompromisedimpartiality which would in general terms becontemplated by almost everybody as anunqualified and fundamental necessity.And therefore in that given contextand firmly but otherwise superficially looked at eitherwithout being accorded much thinking of it, or inreality exploring other available and feasibleoptions, can supposedly be thus happilycontemplated, resolvedly concludedand thereupon additionally andeventually acknowledged asappropriately the idealexplanation to one'sown conundrum. But is it really, as it might at first seem, the only trueguide to rational thinking, and in this essentiallyto many, and expectedly to some bemusedobservers too, singular process they'rewatching deliver what is little morethan the evident and perversely ensnaring, asit happens, of one's self and unsurprisinglymost conveniently doing so through thesomewhat subjective and undeniablymotivational instrument of whatis certainly blatant populism? Always perceived, as and whenever it's selectivelyrequired, to correspondingly act as the one trueand indispensable means to fittingly reachand suitably deliver the allegedly right,


proper and efficacious decision as tohow one must perspicaciously and even sagelyendeavour in their personal and committedundertaking, if theirs is to be a realisticambition of profitably bringing theirmost cherished anticipations andenvisioned dreams to what willindubitably be their resulting,ultimate and fullest fruition! © Stanley V. Collymore6 July 2017. Author's Remarks:For the general, although by no means universally accepted, recognition thateach and every living person, whether entirely compos mentis or not, has thesame unchallengeable right to have his or her own entitlement to think andexpress whatever viewpoint they're personally disposed to, so long as theseopinions don't arbitrarily invalidate or in any way abrogate the similar rights ofothers whose sentiments and actions are diametrically divergent o the stance ofthose who've taken to openly and outspokenly enunciating them, is a salient partof every principled and conscionable society and country which unequivocallyclaims to be civilized both in conception and execution; as well as those othersassertively and conveniently but all the same most questionably opt to jump onthe same bandwagon. And in what manner those who're either repeatedly oroccasionally caught up in this, and at times, highly controversial debatecalculatingly in those given circumstances that they find themselves in choose toreact, is surely and quite frankly a matter exclusively for them. That said, and most unfortunately so, there are significant numbers of peopleboth nationally and globally who obviously don't have the intellectual acumen,natural goodwill towards themselves or the committed perseverance to act intheir own best interests, choosing instead to either slavishly or otherwise havethemselves unthinkingly or even coercively follow the manifestly manipulativeand quite distinctly self-serving dictates of others whose egocentric attitude tolife and their attendant loathsome actions are concertedly bound up in the utterlyselfish, uncaring and contemptuous mind-set they resolutely hold on to, and inturn affects everyone and everything associated with them that they calculatedlygo out of their way to unambiguously ensure will completely and deferentiallysubjugate themselves as they, their controllers, single-mindedly decide andaccordingly will indisputably expect to be obeyed.


All of which is academically quite interesting, but in practical terms whereprecisely in this intriguing conundrum, if at all, do you personally fit in? Stanley Collymore


Fools And Their Follies Are Inextricably Linked; NoReason Though To Accept Either Or Both Of Them! By Stanley Collymore Rather interesting isn't it how those who have no conceptof civility towards other people and seemingly whoseonly raison d'être for living is sheer selfishness andunbridled greed, who sinisterly sow and in amplereproductive conditions propagate the seeds ofdisenchantment, enmity, needless suffering,poverty and pointed resentment attachedto intense hostility from their multiplevictims wherever they go; and who,although customarily unasked for,have no problem whatever in telling others whomthey disdain the price of everything yet markedlyto anybody with even a half-functioning brainin his or her head are blissfully ignorant ofall discernible acumen when it comes tothe value of anything; yet remiss of allthat none the less arrogate to happilythemselves the entirely delusionalconviction that they come whatmay have the inalienable rightto barge into the tranquillityof other peoples' everydaylives, recklessly ruiningthe serenity that formerly was present, withouteven a moment's thought or hesitation, andin such a cavalier and roughshod fashionthat has all the damaging hallmarks ofa thorough and rampaging tropicalhurricane! Yet despite the clearlymassive damage they've donestill expect or demand to betreated lightly and what'smore with paramountimmunity as if theywere in some way


chosen daughtersor our favouredsons. Well liveall you care towith your hypocriticaland contaminatinginsanity, just aslong as you doperceptivelyunderstandthat noneof it willbe of anyinterestto me! © Stanley V. Collymore10 August 2016. Author's Comments:There are those who're born fools: the products of either careless or incestuousbreeding - village idiots to give them their correct name; those who brainlesslyare conditioned to becoming fools: assiduously groomed in other words toproduce that desired outcome by those who've been grooming them; and thenthere are those who foolishly think that because they can manipulatively controleither through their financial power, political status, social standing or privilegedsituations - none of these classifications with their unwarranted and grosslydisproportionate power and influence not even remotely acquired through anyintellectual acumen, fundamental commonsense, genuine suitability, naturalability or basic competition but invariably are privileges derived by means ofcronyism, nepotism or incestuous blood unions - other sections of the UK'spopulation far too dim-witted to perceive let alone comprehend what thesemanipulators are doing, that on this basis alone everyone else mustautomatically or should coercively be in the same sycophantic and deleterioussituation, these odious and utterly evil perpetrators of every conceivablecriminality known to man are therefore perfectly entitled, they delusionallyassume, to carry on unhindered in their activities and in like manner as theirpredecessors, and usually the precursors of their blood line, have remorselesslyfor generations selfishly and exploitatively done!


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For Me The Huge Pleasure From Celebrating YourBirthday Was Surpassed Only By The MultipleOrgasms We Had With Each Other! By Stanley Collymore Indisputably it has been a marvellous occasion for allconcerned: family members, close friends, invitedguests, neighbours, colleagues and specificallyfor me your Partner, to be accorded this quiteglorious opportunity both individually andcollectively to personally say how justlyprecious you are and additionally toohow very much you mean to all of us and hopefullytrust there'll be many more such occasions in thefuture when everyone of us can expectantly andblissfully meet up again to both facilitate andactively share the joyous reunion of anotherdelightful birthday celebration on behalfof a most gorgeously beautiful, highlyintelligent, a naturally sophisticatedand a really phenomenal woman. And as we inevitably prepare to return to our everydaylives again, enthused, fully engaged and thoroughlyfascinated by everything that has happened overthe past week of us all pleasurably celebratingyour authentically incomparable day; let me,having been unanimously, but most humblyon my part in accepting it, granted this distinct honourby everyone who has been a part of what has goneon to regrettably, but also pragmatically, declarethese festivities to be officially over. However,in the process of my doing so to neverthelessalso say that with an intense interest that isitself interwoven with an undiminishedenthusiasm that contentedly won't goaway, we shall assiduously and notsurprisingly be looking forward toyour birthday celebrations, and


not only in terms of next yearbut also in the coming years! © Stanley V. Collymore17 October 2016. Author's comments:From my Partner and me a most grateful and a heart-warming "thank you" for the valuable part you all admirably played in turning what was alwaysgoing to be a most memorable day and its attendant celebrations into a trulysuper and unforgettable occasion. And to my Partner specifically from me and all those who most pleasurably andenthusiastically celebrated your birthday, thank you for being the enlivening andtruly inspirational figure we'd never any doubts in our minds that you are, but allthe same with your characteristic charm, innate sophistication and a mostevocative femininity you had us all literally spell-bound and kept us that way. Finally and deeply personally from me: "Thank you my Darling for beingyou and likewise for reciprocally loving me! " Stanley Collymore


Foremost Among The Finest! By Stanley Collymore Absolute trust and unfettered cooperation are key characteristicsof every meaningful doctor patient relationship, for withoutthem nothing of substance really exists. No such schism,however, did ever raise its ugly head in the severalyears that thankfully and most gratefully as wellyou've been my GP, and I shall eternally beindebted to you for everything you'veprofessionally done for me coupledwith your innate compassion,intuitive understanding of mymedical needs and youradept skills in alwaysefficiently dealingwith them. Therefore the pending retirement from your presentand longstanding position as a highly competent,thoroughly respected, greatly admired anddeeply loved practising GP and friendalthough a consummate loss I knowfor everyone of us who knows youand have over the years benefitedenormously from your commitment,untiring devotion to your work as well asyour friendship is somewhat temperedby the joy and knowledge that youwon't be departing entirely, butrather in that altruistic spiritfor which you're very wellknown will as a medicalcounsellor continue tominister to the samecommunity whichquite justifiablyholds you insuch highregards.


Forever And Committedly Yours, Helen! By Stanley Collymore Please allow me, if may, to freely explain howI personally feel about you romantically,Helen and additionally what I'ddearly love to favourably,and also willingly, receive in return, aswell as permanently secure from thecontinuance of this relationship:newborn and admittedly inits infancy, that you andme are having. That emotionally and physically I'm quiteemphatically taken with and, likewise,am passionately in love with youis an absolute certainty and,moreover, a situationthat doesn't demand nor remotely requireany convoluted explanations on mypart either for its existence or anyhoped for continuation; since for meit's an indelible state of affairs,Helen that's firmly and alsoirreversibly, voluntarilytransfixed in myconspicuouslyamorousheart. Besides I'd love to marry and, significantlytoo, spend the remainder of my life withyou - no wanton nor flippant pledgethat, I promise you, should youdecide and hopefully, frommy rather biased pointof view, graciouslyconsent, that is,to effectively


have me. And were that to happen I solemnly vow that in everysingle one of my questingly benign endeavours toliterally do everything within my wit, powerand imagination to constantly make youhappy. Not simply because you hadelected to become my Darlingand most cherished wife,but just as importantlytoo had in the full andincontestable knowledge regarding myfeelings for you, which I had freelyshared with you and that you'dwillingly accepted, I'd madeit unambiguously clearthat whatever elsein life I mightotherwise do, you dearest Helenwill forever, absolutely andirreplaceably, remainthe most preciousperson withinmy life! © Stanley V. Collymore4 December 2014. Author's Remarks: This poem: "Forever and committedly yours, Helen" was specificallywritten for and, as a result, is likewise dedicated to Helen whose family name isintentionally withheld by me to accord her the anonymity that she's entitled toand which is quite rightfully hers; however the lady in question is perfectly wellaware who the person mentioned in the poem is and crucially why she's there;because Helen has been fully informed, even before the poem was physicallycreated, of its impending conception. Candidly, this poem is the author basically at his most benign, mischievouslyspeaking, while specifically paying the ultimate in much deserved compliments toan undoubtedly prescient-minded lady who I'm absolutely certain will, with


consummate humour, fully understand as well as completely and quiteconstructively take on board the undaunted intentions of this poem. For the rest of you I earnestly hope that this poem will determinedly prompt aprivate odyssey: one involving the most intensive of explorations and ultimatediscovery perhaps, in relation to your own sense and personal discernment of thedeeply complex features surrounding the element of physical chemistry betweendiverse individuals; emotional feelings; intensive or otherwise individualexperiences; and most especially so, love. Attributes acutely pertinent in Britain's case, it must be honestly stressed, wherethe noble art of wooing: the skill of altruistically tendering genuine complimentsand also intrinsically exhibiting conspicuously mutual high esteem between thetwo biological genders of male and female, has all but died out; and despairinglyin their place the pernicious cynicism associated with only doing somethingmerely to advantageously benefit one's self socially, career-wise or otherwisematerialistically from it, or even worst still instinctively choosing to look everygift horse in the mouth while robotically assuming that there's a markedly hiddenulterior motive behind what are purely selfless actions, have become virtuallyendemic throughout the United Kingdom. And the somewhat sickening irony of all this is, that those, across the entirespectrum of British society, who are the ones that quite bluntly wouldundoubtedly benefit the most from the badly needed and discernibly advisableimplantation of these caring concepts, are precisely those who are the worstcontributors themselves to this most appalling and ongoing state of affairs. Stanley Collymore


Forever Friends! The test of true friendship isn’t how much satisfaction orprofit one can derive from a relationship in the shortestpossible time and convince one’s self that allis well, but rather how patient one can bewhen divers problems beset thatrelationship, threaten and eventraduce personal reputations -sometimes beyond repair;and yet, the loyalty and enduring bonds thatthat first moment of respect inspired stayconstant and implacably sincere –never doubting the wisdom ofit all and, crucially,always there. © Stanley V. Collymore15 November 2006. Stanley Collymore


Fortitude Or Failure? Lost hopes; lost dreams? But are they really only what you seethem as if you so easily give up at the first real challengethey present and don’t fight tenaciously for what yousay and even claim you believe in? Life is besetwith problems and difficulties of all kindsbut rather than see these asinsurmountable obstacles that one must walkaway from without determining how or why theyarose in the first place, why not instead perceive themas personal challenges to be robustly tackled andvigorously employed in the most constructiveway that one can imagine or implement notonly for the overall benefit of one’s selfbut also to positively serve as aneffective means of encouragementfor others who find themselvesin like circumstances? © Stanley V. Collymore8 August 2013. Stanley Collymore


Franchoice Due to successful endeavoursand a phenomenal numberof requests for me to do soI’ll be franchising mybody; so which partof it are you mostinterested in? © Stanley V. Collymore5 October 2002. Stanley Collymore


Free Speech And Freedom Of Expression The BugbearOf Nazi Zionist Megalomaniac Politicians. By Stanley Collymore I'm a firm believer of unrestricted free speech and theabsolute freedom of expression regardless of whovoices either of them or the initial source thesestated expressions or comments emanatedfrom. And while I'm fully aware thatsuch pronouncements might verywell be highly inflammatory, distressing, insultingor even offensive to the beliefs or convictionsof many who either hear them or are thesubjects of such possibly irritatingor upsetting statements, as long as no legally provenaction of wilful defamation, fraudulent characterassassination, libel or intentionally threateningbehaviour can't be categorically determinedagainst the purveyors of such purportedlyoffensive conduct but even so exercisedwithin the strictly specified parametersof the law - as explicitly and, what ismore, universally delineated in thearchetype of a politically secure,judicially neutral and cruciallyan unsullied socially createdand transparently advanceddemocracy that comprisesthe combination of all of theaforementioned basics andvouchsafed guarantees -then truthfully I've noproblem with or anygripes against theexercise, albeitcontentiouslyof any suchoccurrencespersonally.


© Stanley V. Collymore21 April 2017. Author's remarks:In a competently organized, successfully run and correspondingly a genuinedemocratic country the cardinal principles of free speech and freedom ofexpression ought to be, and I'll further add must be, the inalienable right ofevery citizen and resident who lives there and what constraints there might beagainst this commendable situation should be openly aired, freely discussed andobjectively debated at will, and furthermore what measures that are eventuallytaken must themselves be comprehensively endorsed by a minimum two thirdsmajority and binding vote in a nationally held and independently supervisedreferendum, with the outcome subsequently passed into legislation by thatcountry's duly and democratically elected parliamentarians. But what we, the general public, routinely observe and abhor are pseudo-democratic and even clandestinely self-serving and bogus proselytizing so-calleddemocratic states whose barbaric, graspingly avaricious, megalomaniacal andwarmongering controllers that clearly have no interest whatsoever in democraticvalues repeatedly usurp the principles, norms and creditable goals of free speechand freedom of expression to advantageously for them and very detrimental totheir selected victims rein in legitimate critics of themselves and the vile regimesthey run, while equally, hypocritically and in the most naked display of theirarrogant and hostile double standards promote their own twisted, one-sided andmalevolent agendas to the detriment of everyone but themselves and their ownkind, and most especially so those whom they virulently, albeit unwarrantedly,disdain and discredit with a passionately induced revulsion and psychopathicallyexecuted enmity. Stanley Collymore


Free Speech And Freedom Of Expression The BugbearOf Nazi Zionists And Western MegalomaniacPoliticians. By Stanley Collymore I'm a firm believer of unrestricted free speech and theabsolute freedom of expression regardless of whovoices either of them or the initial source thesestated expressions or comments emanatedfrom. And while I'm fully aware thatsuch pronouncements might verywell be highly inflammatory, distressing, insultingor even offensive to the beliefs or convictionsof many who either hear them or are thesubjects of such possibly irritatingor upsetting statements, as long as no legally provenaction of wilful defamation, fraudulent characterassassination, libel or intentionally threateningbehaviour can't be categorically determinedagainst the purveyors of such purportedlyoffensive conduct but even so exercisedwithin the strictly specified parametersof the law - as explicitly and, what ismore, universally delineated in thearchetype of a politically secure,judicially neutral and cruciallyan unsullied socially createdand transparently advanceddemocracy that comprisesthe combination of all of theaforementioned basics andvouchsafed guarantees -then truthfully I've noproblem with or anygripes against theexercise, albeitcontentiouslyof any suchoccurrences


personally. © Stanley V. Collymore21 April 2017. Author's remarks:In a competently organized, successfully run and correspondingly a genuinedemocratic country the cardinal principles of free speech and freedom ofexpression ought to be, and I'll further add must be, the inalienable right ofevery citizen and resident who lives there and what constraints there might beagainst this commendable situation should be openly aired, freely discussed andobjectively debated at will, and furthermore what measures that are eventuallytaken must themselves be comprehensively endorsed by a minimum two thirdsmajority and binding vote in a nationally held and independently supervisedreferendum, with the outcome subsequently passed into legislation by thatcountry's duly and democratically elected parliamentarians. But what we, the general public, routinely observe and abhor are pseudo-democratic and even clandestinely self-serving and bogus proselytizing so-calleddemocratic states whose barbaric, graspingly avaricious, megalomaniacal andwarmongering controllers that clearly have no interest whatsoever in democraticvalues repeatedly usurp the principles, norms and creditable goals of free speechand freedom of expression to advantageously for them and very detrimental totheir selected victims rein in legitimate critics of themselves and the vile regimesthey run, while equally, hypocritically and in the most naked display of theirarrogant and hostile double standards promote their own twisted, one-sided andmalevolent agendas to the detriment of everyone but themselves and their ownkind, and most especially so those whom they virulently, albeit unwarrantedly,disdain and discredit with a passionately induced revulsion and psychopathicallyexecuted enmity. Stanley Collymore


Future Trend I see in you the hopes of my futureand the means by which I’m nowable to permanently forgetthe nightmarish hell ofmy troubled past. Stanley Collymore


Genuine Love By Stanley Collymore Love comes in many forms and manifests itselfin numerous ways; but the best and mostconvincing expression of genuine love whichreadily springs to mind and that anyone can show toanother person: let alone their own biological sonor daughter apart from asking nothing of themin return for the love shown to them, is tostrive earnestly and always, even in themost difficult of circumstances,to see the good in them. Then by example and constructivepersuasion, but never pretentious orgratuitous condemnation, ably assistwherever and whenever possiblein the permanent eradication of any bador potential inimical traits that mightbedevil that person’s character;and doing so in the ongoing 0process of seeking tomake him or her amuch betterperson. That was the very least I couldafford to do or wanted in your case;and whether or not I’ve actuallysucceeded in doing so, youalone my son you mustbe the judge of that. © Stanley V. Collymore22 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Get Real! Get A Life! Is it really possible to fall in love with someone you’ve nevermet that in actuality you’ve never even seen other thantrading selective photographs with them on Facebookand whose sole means of communication betweenthe two of you consists of chats activelypushing personal narratives that even if they’renot totally narcissistic in nature neverthelessrely heavily on the hyperbolic promotionof one’s self in practically every respectwhile paying scant regard, if any at all,to what is actually the stark truth aboutyourself, that lets face facts and to be perfectlyfrank about it is invariably a horse of a different colourthat bears no resemblance whatsoever to the onethat is both intentionally and dishonestly beingpublicly paraded? Having fun for whateverreason while honestly and mutuallyacknowledging that specificsituation to be principally the case is one thing;pretending and, even worse, deluding one’sself that the shenanigans associatedwith even the most enjoyable of suchpastimes is love says a lot aboutthose involved and seriouslyraises more questions thanit provides answers. © Stanley V. Collymore2 October 2013. Stanley Collymore


God Doesn't Only Exist At Christmas Time! By Stanley Collymore It's not vital that you wear your Christianity onyour sleeve in order to perceive that you'rea child of God or a good and practisingChristian. Nor is it a necessity for youto proselytize your faith on what isbasically a far-fetched assumption,namely that if you fail to do so,and what's more aren't seen to be doing this ona regular basis such a perceived negligencewill perchance on your part prove to bethe nemesis of your accepted religion,spiritual emancipation and yourconcrete and meaningfulaccord with God. Trust me! You couldn't be more wrong; for neitherthe Christ in you nor God Himself would wantor expect for you to be nothing more than areligious salesperson: super or otherwise,but would rather prefer that you liveyour particular life with honesty,compassion and a scrupulouswillingness to lend a helping hand to those who'reworse off than you are and maybe in desperateneed of your support; combined with theexplicit understanding and completerecognition that the life you leadand the person you ultimatelybecome aren't due to the vagaries of fateor some celestial, orchestrated masterplan but very much the freedom ofchoice that was accorded to youby God Almighty, when youwere born. And the caringCreator and most lovingFather He undoubtedlyis, His main concern


therefore is that youin return, use thisdesignated giftconstructivelyand wisely! ©Stanley V. Collymore23 December 2015. Author's Thoughts:I was brought up in a practising, High Church Anglican, Christian family andcommunity. Christened a fortnight after I was born I regularly attended churchand by the age of eleven had played a number of meaningful roles in thecongregation of my church from choirboy, Sunday school pupil, altar server tocommunicant and even that of god-parent. My religion, family and cultural upbringing are the indestructible bedrock of corevalues that from birth have profoundly shaped my life and still do. Noproselytizing or religious zealot me I even so exist comfortably and assuredly inthe Castle of my conjoined Christian and ethical beliefs and which have alwaysstood me in good stead when faced with particularly trying situations. And the purpose of this poem isn't to convert you or anyone else to Christianityor any other religious faith for that matter, less so to implant in you my moralconcepts, which you don't know of anyway, but simply to tell you if you didn'talready know or else give you a gentle reminder, if it has conveniently slippedyour mind for whatever reason, that life is about choices. And since each of uswho is psychologically sound in mind is still in possession of that freedom ofchoice accorded to everyone of us from birth, what decisions we make are ourown and for which, successfully or disastrously so, we must ultimately face up toreality and take full responsibility at all times for them; either in this life or thenext! Have a Happy Christmas and a rewarding New Yea! And Very Best Wishes -Stanley V. Collymore, Snr. Stanley Collymore


Good Riddance 2016! By Stanley Collymore To say that 2016 was an absolutely dreadful yearwould be a gross understatement on my part,and to me it's abundantly clear that thatconcise evaluation of it isn't by anymeans a gratuitous exaggerationof what the at last fortunatelyexpired year that was 2016 actually and quitepersonally represented for me. For sadlythroughout its entire existence I washurtfully obliged to observe withmy very eyes the inconsolabledemise of numerous peoplewho throughout my lifein many and tangiblyconstructive wayshave inspirationally fashioned the educativebackdrop as well as permanently laid thefirm foundations for me to positivelyembark on, additionally creativelydevelop the relevant means, andmost essentially competentlyput in place the necessarymechanisms wherebyI was resourcefullycapable of beingthe person thatI gladly am. So many funerals in a single year of genuinelynon-media hyped, often unknown and evenunheard of by the MSM and as a resultnot the customary fare of fabricatedmedia spin but all the same validcelebrities, as distinct from thestandard spurious, so-calledfamous and socially invented and jumped upnonentity types, whose collective, most


demoralizing and truly disconcertingpassing truthfully made their quitegrateful recipients of unstintinghope and dedicated admirerskeenly wishing to go withthem all on their Celestial journeyhome to be in the company oftheir gracious Saviour andAlmighty God; and meyearning, though notin any way feelingforced to take myown life whichreligiously tome is a serious mortalsin, that I too couldin actuality be apart of them! © Stanley V. Collymore10 January 2017. Author's Comments:With each year that passes those of us who've survived the outgoing one'sdemise and accordingly acknowledge the incoming one with a mixture ofemotions ranging from joy, huge expectations and even trepidation, the previousand now defunct year is itself invariably viewed by many with its ownamalgamation of enlivening nostalgia, sorrow or regret at its passing and evenconsiderable relief too that what they regarded as a pretty dreadful year is nolonger here. However, there's no escaping the fact that in terms of calamities, personal orotherwise,2016 won't be easily forgotten and for many globally will alwaysconjure up very painful memories. Let's hope therefore that if you're among thelatter the passage of time will be for you a healing balm. Stanley Collymore


Good Riddance Archie Lloyd. Now Rot In Hell! By Stanley Collymore Good riddance to bad rubbish I say; so totally delightedthat you're no longer here amongst us to shove youregotistical and class ingrained contemptuousnessunwarrantedly into the faces of others who dim-wittedly and incredibly you considered wereinferiorly beneath you and your kind eventhough they were from the same countryas yourself; or in addition and bizarrelyin your utterly sick mind identified asforeigners of all things in their owncherished country, which as it also happened youwere there simply because you were on vacation.Well your Harrow roots evidently didn't standyou in any good stead, for quite unimpressedby your agonizing insults and mindbogglingand sickening disdain for him your rudelypicked on sufferer did not for an isolatedsecond cowardly refrain, and justly soin the appropriate opinion of all saneobservers and likewise his delightedexponents, from intuitively, angrilyand rather fittingly responding toyour hounding confrontation bypummelling you, Archie Lloydvehemently across your headand most celebratedly in theprocess happily killed youArchie, stone cold dead! Leaving humanity thankfully with one lessand now fortunately late and supposedlyupper class English twit to pollute ourcommon planet through this suitablyapplied action by your unceasinglyand intensely provoked attacker;a functioning procedure whichI genuinely hope that others


who might be placed in anyequivalent situation in thefuture from your clearlyhideous kind will alsoand just as forcefully,unhesitatingly andseverely emulateeach and everyblessed time! © Stanley V. Collymore20 April 2016. Stanley Collymore


Goodnight Ronnie Corbett And Celestial Rest ForeverWith Your Similarly Late Buddy Ronnie Barker! By Stanley Collymore You were definitely the tops Ronnie Corbett and for millionsof us will permanently remain so. And although a smallman in stature physically you were undeniably a hugeand an enduringly august giant of a figure in everyfeasible and demonstrably positive respect thereis; richly and enormously gifted with a heartof gold, absolute warmth and noticeablyblessed with a manifestly unaffectedconviviality towards your fellowhuman beings and realisticallyso as one powerfully andmost convincingly can. A case in point as anyone who wasn't totally blind,completely out of their mind and was possessedof functional eyes in their head and both ableand prepared to see; or else furnished witheven the most primitive comprehensionof what empathy with others actuallymeans as you were fully cognizantof Ronnie, couldn't in recognitionof all this pragmatically neglectto appreciate and completelyunderstand the marvellousqualities freely bestowedby God Almighty, andin the process of hisgenerosity creatingan unquestionablymagnificent andan astonishinglyfabulous man. So from me Ronnie Corbett and as someonewho happily needs no such prompting to


get me to lastingly value the immensecontribution you made while aliveon earth as a brilliant comedianand respectively as a truthfullyworthy human being, let mein colloquial fashion andparticularly free of anystaged declaration of adulation regardingyour good self simply and fittingly sayto you and others besides that frommy personal perspective Ronnieyou always were and certainlystill unquestionably are themost amusing, entirelyunforgettable and aswell superlativelyextraordinarilyremarkable,illustriousgiganticpetiteman. © Stanley V. Collymore4 April 2016. Author's Comments:Unfortunately we live in a world, and markedly so in the west, where wheneversomeone who either justifiably so or more often than not hasn't fittingly done sobut all the same has lived in the spotlight of the public's eye inevitably as is thefate of us all shuffles off his or her mortal coils there are always elements withinour respective societies that instinctively and massively go into overdrive withtheir demonstrably questionable hyperboles of veneration in relation to theseindividuals that have passed away. And whenever this occurs and my ears arerepetitively and jarringly bombarded with these invariably disingenuous butthoroughly seemingly must be said posthumous and orally-specified glorificationspertaining to those who have died it rather intuitively and vividly reminds me of ahumorous but pertinent conversation I interestingly had with a white Barbadianfriend of mine - yes we do have a long and very well established white populationon our island - former teaching colleague and the then Deputy Headmistress -she would subsequently become the Head when the white Caucasian English


Headmistress retired and subsequently returned to West Sussex in Englandwhere she originated from - of a Barbadian state girls' grammar school weobviously taught at in Barbados. This particular conversation took place at a mutual friend's funeral which we bothattended in Barbados during which my teacher colleague and friend privatelyremarked to me in the church during the eulogy to our mutual and departedfriend that she personally was always somewhat wary of attending funerals, notout of any lack of respect for the deceased, but chiefly because as she sat in herpew on such occasions and enforcedly in many cases had to listen to the verydetailed and posthumous oration or eulogy given on behalf of the individualwho'd passed on and that frequently she had known extremely well and generallyfor several years, she couldn't help wondering at times if those who wereacclaiming that person in the way they were doing were actually talking aboutthe same individual that she knew, or if perhaps absent-mindedly or by mistakeshe had attended the wrong funeral, since her recollections of that person andthose of the persons lauding that individually were often diametrically opposed toeach other. Very much like me my dear teaching friend who preferred to be spoken of as weboth really were warts and all and one of the principal reasons why from the veryoutset of our first ever meeting at that grammar school in Barbados where wejointly worked we literally got on like a house on fire with each other andsubsequently maintained a close personal bond of friendship that was rock-solidand unshakeable, my friend adamantly declared to me that on her death shewanted no eulogies and would give specific instructions to her Anglican priest -we were both High Church, Church of England adherents - that there wasabsolutely to be none performed at her funeral irrespective of whenever in thefuture that occurred. Sadly this truly amazing, charmingly outstanding and inimitable Bajan lady is nolonger alive; and as she requested of me many years after that aforementionedchurch conversation we had that I would be present at her funeral no matterwhere in the world I was when she died as she knew then she was dying ofcancer, humorously indicating but with a serious edge to it that she wanted meto be present to personally intervene and forestall any planned eulogies orwhatever else of the kind that others might misguidedly have in mind, her words,on the occasion of her passing. I laughed but seriously gave her my word that Iwould do as she asked even if it meant my being excommunicated as acommunicant. They wouldn't dare do that to you she playfully responded. Returning to England where I customarily lived and worked my friend and I


continued to keep regularly in touch with each other through letters and phonecalls. However as fate would have it I was visiting Barbados on a habitualvacation and to see relatives and friends there when my friend positivelyanswered that final celestial trumpet call from the angels summoning her to herHeavenly home and permanent residence with her Lord, Creator and Master. On the day that I arrived back in Barbados I immediately went to see her at herhome having previously informed her from England that I would be back on theisland and also acquainting her with the date and the time of my arrival. At herhouse and thoroughly pleased to see and be with each other again we had awhale of a time chatting about all sorts and reminiscing as well about ourteaching days together and much more. Eventually I left her home late thatevening and contemplatively drove the five miles distance to my own in theadjoining northern parish of Barbados where hers was located; and on gettingthere I gave her a call as she insisted I did to let her know I'd got home safely.We ended that phone call wishing each other a congenial goodnight and mypromising to see her again soon and her responding: "God willing! " That was the very last I saw of or heard from her alive as she died peacefullythat night in her sleep. On good terms with her parish priest as I was and hadbeen for years I reminded him of our friend's wish not to have a eulogy or anyposthumous oration at her funeral. His immediate response was to burst intospontaneous laughter then quickly explaining himself said that she had made herwishes explicitly clear to him and had even warned him that if he was to disobeythem she would come back and regularly haunt him. He laughed again obviouslyin very fond remembrance of her exact words to him. "You knew her as well as I did, " he remarked shortly afterwards,"so you will know that she always kept her promises! " We bothlaughed in fond recollection of this peerless lady whom we both knew, deeplyloved, greatly admired and comprehensively respected and always shall.Naturally at her massively attended funeral there were no eulogies orposthumous orations for our departed friend with the packed church and thoseoutside attentively listening to the relay of the funeral service over theloudspeaker system because there was physically no room for them inside thechurch bursting out into natural and unconstrained laughter which was quicklyfollowed by spontaneous and very sustained applause when the priest explainedto this large congregation why there would be none. I don't know what your specific instructions regarding your funeral are RonnieCorbett but I'll take my chances of being haunted by you and fittingly eulogizeyou and your achievements in this poem and article that I've written in rapt


commemoration of you. And to those of you who ask why it was that RonnieCorbett wasn't knighted long ago my response to that is simply this: "Whyhaven't these totally divisive, nepotistically ingrained and noticeably spuriouslydriven, rarely ever awarded on any sort of merit or deserving cause anddemonstrably corrupt to the core of their existence, so-called honours not beenabolished long ago? And frankly as far as I'm concerned Ronnie you didn't missout on anything there! " Stanley Collymore


Grandmothers Happen, Okay? But Grandmas AreLovingly And Skilfully Created! By Stanley Collymore There are Grandmothers and there are also Grandmas;at first glance and on the face of it there’s nodistinction between the two terms ofexpression it would seem, butthat’s where you’re wrong a thousandfold.Since in any household worthy of thename the two definitions aren’tmutually compatible orinterchangeablythe same. For biologically most females can and do invariablyat some time or other, whether they wanted toor not, become grandmothers, providedof course they similarly have fertilechildren of their own to start with. An exerciseand physiological outcome that combineddon’t require that much thought on thepart of the participants and evenless involvement or support,if any is dispensed thatis, by the prospectivegrandmother. Grandmas, however, are different: a rare and specialbreed of persons who not only made all therequisite efforts and sacrifices theycould to ensure that their offspring got the verybest of starts possible in life and with theirinvaluable help, inspiration and guidancesustained that advantage throughout it;but significantly also willingly andwelcomingly do their utmost to make certain in everyway, and crucially through their constant physicalpresence and encouragement, that their much


treasured grandchildren do the same. Andyou my new and esteemed friend areevidently the model Grandma inevery accepted sense of thatcherished word, and notsimply so in name! © Stanley V. Collymore1 January 2014. Commentary:With Grandmas everywhere generally in mind this poem however was writtenspecifically for and is expressly dedicated to a truly charming, poised, highlyintelligent, outstandingly communicative and an exceptionally amiable Grandmawho in the company of her equally remarkable junior school aged granddaughterI met for the very first time at a cold, blustery and rain swept Worthing seafrontbus shelter on Monday 23 December 2013. Without exaggeration an unforgettable encounter while the three of us werewaiting for the same bus to take us to our respective homes; and an undoubtedLady in every positive interpretation of that word who I shall affectionately referto here as the “Broadwater Grandma”, even though she doesn’t live in Worthingbut was visiting and staying with her married daughter, a medical doctor, herson-in-law and their children, naturally her grandchildren, for the Christmas andNew Year holidays. Something she regularly does at every other opportunity aswell throughout the year; for in her words: “I like to spend as much time as Ipossibly can with my grandchildren.” Well said! For the benefit of those of you not familiar with the area Broadwater is a districtof the English seaside resort of Worthing. And let’s fervently hope that you tooexperience and continue to have a similar excellent rapport with your survivingGrandmas; or even better still if you unfortunately don’t that you’ll use 2014 toseek to persuade and ultimately convert your Grandmothers into becomingmodel Grandmas. Life, let’s be honest, is far too short not to; and failing to makethe effort only to subsequently discover all too late and regrettably so that youno longer have the opportunity to is a catastrophe not worth visiting on yourself,believe me. From birth I’ve been extremely fortunate and thoroughly blessed to have hadboth sets of my grandparents play significant roles in my life, and mostparticularly so my maternal Grandma, that carried on throughout my childhoodwell into my adulthood; and that same experience is also true in respect of my


siblings. So I’m speaking from personal experience and most definitelyrecommend this familial overture. Go on, try it! After all, you’ve nothing to loseand a great deal to gain! Stanley Collymore


Happy Birthday To The Immensely Erudite AndStrikingly Beautiful German Princess In My Life! By Stanley Collymore Another important date in the calendar of yourmuch cherished life is here richly affordingfamily members, neighbours, dependablefriends, well-known acquaintances andwork colleagues, numerous well-wishers and ofcourse me your Partner, a genuinely gloriousopportunity to welcomingly, individuallyand collectively, commemorate anotherillustrious event among the panoplyof those that either through yoursubstantial skills, capabilities,eruditeness and charismaticpersonality were distinctlyfashioned, or with intentand most deservinglyso, Heaven sent toa truly warm andexceptionally,wonderfullydelightfulwoman. Impactful the accumulation of these meritedendowments as the first sip of BarbadianMount Gay Rum - the very first rumever to be produced anywhere inthe entire world and centurieslater and rather noticeablyis still enliveningly exciting -on keenly colliding with a connoisseur'sdiscerning palate; traditional Germanbeer on a discriminating Bavarian'staste buds; or as a vintage Frenchchampagne is but only to thosewho unmistakably recognize


and thoroughly appreciateits alluring quality, justas those who're awareof you My Fair Ladycompletely ascribeto and naturallyin your statuswill alwaysfondly do. So as the careful planning of this engaging andfun-packed spectacular gains momentum andinevitably leads to its eventual realizationpermit me none the less, even thoughI customarily and lovingly state myfeelings for you as regularly as I can, torepeat on this specific and specialoccasion how very much I dolove you and furthermoream also reciprocally,passionately andenduringly inlove withyou too. Therefore how about you and me as our birthdayguests rather predictably and pleasurably getthemselves pleasantly plastered and quiteexpectedly and without reserve do theirown thing sneaking off to our comfybedroom, locking the door behindus and in the total privacy thatthat one act of blissful achievement willundoubtedly bring, and signally as aspecial birthday treat not only foryou but likewise for me, youunprompted and as is yourusual wont to seductivelyand passionately do insuch circumstances, vigorously,wildly and with impeccabledaring have your wicked


way with me? HappyBirthday my highlyprized, adorable,delectable andenchantingDarling! © Stanley V. Collymore8 October 2016. Author's Remarks:Birthdays come and they go, and while celebrating them can and quite often is amarvellous experience for those who're involved it's the memories associatedwith them that unquestionably provide the enduring legacy on which one candraw the tremendous satisfaction and gratifying enjoyment derived from havinghad them set against any dire disappointment or loneliness engendered fromthese same personal events. The latter and manifestly a heartrending situation was never realistically everlikely to be a case in your experience my Darling, and quite so for a number ofvery feasible and heart-warming reasons. So I shall simply, although I guessexpectantly and understandably too more personally and intimately add myvocal, in addition to my physical, contribution to the chorus of deservingcongratulations genuinely delivered to you on this your special day. And, as I do so, will earnestly and forthrightly tell you how immensely proud Iam of you, profoundly love you, and am most exhilaratingly overjoyed to bepersonally, lovingly and delightfully and reciprocally involved with an exceedinglyextraordinary human being - who as it joyfully happens is indisputably you - andwho in addition is conclusively in every conceivable way a thoroughly superlativewoman and a decidedly irreplaceable Lady! Stanley Collymore


Holiday Romance After our short meeting together I was unsureat the time how best to react to it. After all,we were complete strangers to each other,had come on separate holidays, and youmoreover would be leaving shortly toreturn home; but most importantlyI wasn’t looking for a holiday romance.However the manner in which yousaid your parting goodbye the night beforeyour departure made it relatively easyfor me to change my views on thematter; and to be quite honestwith you, I’m immenselydelighted that I did. © Stanley V. Collymore9 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


How Could I Resist? You tenderly held my hand and the incrediblesensation that it spontaneously evoked coupledwith the electrifying chemistry that we’dmutually sparked in each other wasmore than any sentient beingcould physically withstand.After that I knew I wasenduringly yours forthe taking andforever so. Stanley Collymore


How Reality Excelled Even My Wildest Imaginings(Poem) By Stanley Collymore As a logical exposition it was effectively an abstract notion:merely a small part of my growing up experiences and innumerous ways not all that different, if at all, I wouldhave anticipated from the expectation of many otherheterosexual persons who recurrently day dreamabout them having children of their own andin the customary situation of those living inthe United Kingdom rarely, but not wholly impossibly so,even choosing to get married first, abortion howeveralways being a customary change of mind optionfor them, before they randomly opt to conceiveand subsequently give birth to the offspringthey claim and also convince themselvesthey truthfully coveted. Yet here I am,a very welcoming, eventually as ithappened, and a consummatelyliving reality that that earlierhypothesized ambition butnow the plainly physicalconclusion of what, inharmoniously adultand marital termsI'd knowinglyand happilybecome. A parent me in this ensuing process, and no less so a trulyfortunate, honoured and divinely blessed father to anabsolutely gorgeous daughter and, by any rationaldefinition, a breathtakingly handsome son. Butnotwithstanding all this nothing whatever inthis specific and phenomenal process canremotely compare with the actions and private involvementof my personal partner and loving wife to whom I shallalways eternally be grateful for your massive, noble


and ongoing assistance, as well as the gargantuanand tremendously beneficial contribution thatfrom the very beginning of our relationshipand increasingly throughout it as partnerand a most supportive spouse, whichyou've always been, have in thatrole evidently made and quiteunselfishly carried on doingso in what is astoundinglyfor me with you besideme a heaven-sent andvery honoured life. © Stanley V. Collymore19 October 2017. Author's Remarks:If randomly a number of people were to be asked why they or others who havethem had children or contemplated having them there would be a diversity ofresponses to that question ranging from the terse and impolite what business isit of yours what other people do with their lives to the obvious look ofamazement on the respondents' faces coupled with the remark of why shouldn'tthey? It's a free country, isn't it? But pressed on this specific subject matter and additionally asked to do soregardless of the clear repercussion of them doing so, I'll wager a thousandpounds to a penny that the responses to that question would be more numerousin number than they are grains of sand on an idyllic Barbadian or otherCaribbean beach. And the reason is quite simple. For although most people feel quite strongly that having children is a personalchoice for the individuals concerned and in any country that honestly or evensanctimoniously boasts of being a democracy that state of affairs ought toinviolately remain so with neither political, religious, economic or other socialdiktats determining who should be the chosen and privileged ones to havechildren, when they can do so and how many they ought to be permitted tohave, there is nevertheless among these same groups of people a verypronounced disgust at, as well as an understandable antipathy towards thosewho having exercised their individual right to have kids not only have them forwhat's unquestionably blatantly asinine and inappropriately sickening reasons butalso proceed and even murderously inflict some of the noticeably most


notoriously damning atrocities on their offspring who, to put it bluntly, didn't askto be born. All-encompassing and profoundly psychological traumas that those who survivethese kinds of atrocities inflicted on them not uncommonly and often invariablysilently and non-supportively from others are psychologically forced to endure forthe rest of their life. A state of affairs that is routinely induced in them and wherethey either consciously decide not to have children of their own or else in turnbecome themselves abusing parents, and in a situation which not only thenunderpins itself but more often than not takes several generations subsequentlyto actually break and eventually destroy the dreadful legacy of harm anddevastation that both intuitively and intentionally have been caused. And while I don't personally subscribe to the notion, nor will I ever do so, thatother peoples' diktats should form and determine the criteria of who among therest of us should have kids and furthermore the circumstances or the eligibilityfor granting such "concessions" to them, I'm nevertheless ratherperplexed and have been for some considerable time over one particular aspectof child-begetting and the resultant rearing of children that few among our 65millions of citizens throughout Britain seem not to have a handle on andconsequently, because of utterly purblind ignorance on the part of most of them,do absolutely nothing about! And isn't it absolutely amazing and completely pathetic at the same time thatacross the whole of the United Kingdom while, for instance, you can't lawfullydrive a car or other motor vehicle regardless of how competent you are at doingso unless you've had instructive driving lessons and subsequently passed and arein possession of a valid Ministry of Transport certificate of competence to do so,in other words a driver's licence - and quite rightly too I say - whereupon you'rethen entitled to at will if you so desire wreak road-rage and other malevolenthavocs on our highways if you care to; or come to that own a television even ifyou don't watch the BBC or care to do so without having paid for and acquiredthe requisite television licence, anyone, including underage British schoolchildren, can none the less have sex, conceive or impregnate someone of thefemale gender and blithely have children in the process. And no one, and quiteignorantly so it seems gives a damn or shows any concern as regards tutoringnot only our very immature youngsters but many exceedingly irresponsibleadults as well about the possible and damaging consequences not only for thembut also our entire nation as well. I'm not talking about indoctrination or any other kind of coercion, nor would Iever in a million light years stupidly and unconscionably advocate any such thing.


Instead, what I'm sincerely, sensibly, straightforwardly and intelligentlyadvocating as well as proactively and practicably calling for is a universally statepromoted and subsidized, as well as a decidedly competent and professionallyadministered, nationally rolled out and completely financially paid for from ourgeneral taxation, all-inclusive, completely free to everyone, non-political, non-religious but in essence an essentially secular, minus every trace of dogmaticexclusivism, well-informed and a constructively discursive approach to livingone's life, choosing to have a family or not to do so without any attendantopprobrium, antagonism, hostile criticism or disdain for making one's own andwell-informed decision on such matters. A win-win situation is how I see it. For if the state can idiotically spend billions ofpounds, dollars, Euros or whatever currency they choose to use on pointless anddestructive wars how about diverting a mere fraction of those enormous sums ofmoney into a project whose current and long-term consequences can only bebeneficial for the entire nation as a whole. Since a truly confident, well-informedand psychologically empowered, as apart from a thoroughly manipulated andmentally abused, public will naturally choose politicians and public officials whosegoals and concerns are in the best interests of the people and country they'reactually elected to represent, as distinct from what is presently the status quo.And just think too of the overall positive outcomes not only nationally alsoglobally. So this article and the attendant poem: "How reality excelled even mywildest imaginings" is for all of you who've been there, done it, experiencedall the trials and tribulations cast in your way and got the T-Shirt to show it!(Smile) . As well as those of you who instinctively feel that there's an infinitelybetter way to have and raise children, but even so haven't a clue how best to goabout it. Stanley Collymore


Human Life Human life when looked atobjectively is in realitynothing more than arather short cruiseon the GalacticOcean oftime! Stanley Collymore


Human Rights In our rather belated, obssessiveand self-serving preoccupationwith human rights, when,I wonder, will we alsohear talk of humanresponsibilty? Stanley Collymore


Hurrying Slowly To Procure Justice For Britain’sPaedophile Victims! By Stanley Collymore Systematically and sexually abused both by you andyour equally detestable friends and with my serialhumiliation absolutely and heartlessly at yourmercy and likewise in your brutal andcontrolling hands: contrived by youit’s true but authoritatively andmalignantly sanctioned by those, the faceless ones, thatwholeheartedly and zealously support you and whoseobviously assured, covert but nevertheless officialimmunity assigned you the right to act as youdo, that you most welcomingly enjoy andfurthermore willingly and unconcernedly executewith absolute impunity, has been itself vigorouslyconjoined with the twisted fantasies and deviantplans of your thoroughly sick minds liberallyawashed with an enduring and profoundlyfixated proclivity faithfully evinced byyour notorious predilection for anddevilish pursuit of unscrupulousand debauched activities ofthe inescapably sinister,outright and deeplydepraved kind. But psychologically and against all the odds I was manifestlyand massively confronted with I did manage to defiantly,although understandably secretively so, fight back asbest I could; having promised myself that I wouldwhen with no other viable alternative optionsopen to me other than pretending that thiswanton abuse of me wasn’t happeningor else to shut it out permanently frommy mind I should resort to killingmyself and be done with it. Solutions that I had no intentionof ever embarking on; for to do so I would be giving my


serial abusers the immense pleasure and satisfactionof them appreciating they’d not only physicallysubjugated but similarly too had emotionallycrushed me. Intrinsically acknowledgingtheir victory in this one-sided war ofunwarranted sexual attrition they’dnot only unleashed upon me buthad also quite barbarically andinsensitively pursued againstothers too whom they hadmercilessly forced intothe same situation; aspaedophiles alwaysand callously do! But I’m now no longer that utterly defenceless child ofyesteryear: exceedingly young, vulnerable and deeplytraumatized by strictly unaccustomed to and veryunwelcomed affairs of the physical and carnalkind that then personally involved and alsoimplicated me in these sordid acts of perfidy that I’d notwillingly consented to nor could I legally have doneso even if I’d known what they were all aboutand was of a mind that wanted to, whichmost assuredly wasn’t the case andemphatically were activities thatforcibly and unavoidably I had inflicted onme. Additionally knowing full well thatwhile this uncalled for mistreatment was beingsystematically perpetrated against me therewasn’t anyone whom I could realisticallytrustingly anticipate finding for muchneeded support or a sympatheticunderstanding of what wasquite appallingly andalso unpardonablyhabitually thenhappeningto me. Voiceless then I was and at best summarily dismissed,when I initially tried to complain to those whom I


naively felt either could or should have beenthere for me and doing their utmost toassist me in every way they could,as a flirtatious fantasist, or else a little Madam distinctlyout to dishonestly and intentionally cause trouble foror else intentionally ruin the hard-earned careers andreputations of those that they claimed I spitefullydisliked and wanted to occasion harm to; andconsequently in those given circumstancesand from their discernibly “principled”perceptions they absolutely saw nopurpose whatever in carrying onwith my wholly “unjustified”,slanderous and evidentlyin their biased opinionsmy all too obviouslylibellous, nasty andrather spuriousallegations. But that’s no more now! For with the advent of a new century,changes in moral attitudes, myself energized by all this andthankfully transformed into a self-confident and intenselyconscientious adult: something I never imagined that Iwould ever become, I’m still here and appreciativelyvery much alive. But unfortunately for you myabusers, all the other loathsome paedophileperpetrators and those of you who knewall along yet silently excused what theywere evilly up to, let me chillinglyinform you I’m quite determined in this new frame ofmind I’m in and however long it does take to havejustice: long overdue in any case, for all thosevictims long passed away and buried in theannals of time, along with others like methat providentially survived and by theGrace of God Almighty are still hereto steadfastly, unapologeticallyand openly say that we won’tever give up on this one, and willpursue you all, each and everyway, until justice at the end


of the day is honourablyand deservedly done! © Stanley V. Collymore19 October 2015. Author’s Remarks:I was initially sorely tempted to write not only the title but also a version forpublication too of this particular poem in Latin although I must stress not for anygrandiloquent or intellectually superior motives –would I do a thing like that? Ofcourse not he says – but chiefly because the subject matter I’m dealing with herehas in my honest opinion discernibly, disingenuously and most decidedly beenintentionally misused and abused I very much believe by the powers that be andothers with their own or similarly self-serving interests as historic crimes, andone can’t get any more historic, logically speaking and placed in those givencircumstances, than actually resorting to the enshrined and universally accepted,historic language than the aforesaid Latin. However, my German partner who voluntarily takes an enthusiastic interest inmy work and is additionally very supportive of what I do, and furthermore issomeone I’m most delighted to bounce any of my work off of because of hersuperb judgement, untainted honesty and terrific ability to fearlessly speak hermind, which partly accounts for why she’s my partner, tongue in cheek joviallyquestioned whether it was a shrewd move on my part to do so, adding that manyof those in Britain that risibly attach an inherent and thoroughly paranoid hubristo the English Language they quite delusionally like to exclusively claim as theirown when they clearly don’t have a comprehensive awareness or discernment ofit in its properly written, communicative or intellectual form, how then could onejudiciously expect such people, including 98% of MPs in the House of Commons,to take any interest in let alone figure out something that was written in Latin? Infact her precise words, which characteristic of her are quite impressive I mustsay were: “Warum bemuehen sich, ein Haufen nutzloser Lemminge asininely versessendarauf Selbstmord vom Sprung von einer gefaehrlichen Klippe am Meer, um ihreunvermeidliche Todesfaelle auf den Felsen in der turbulenten Wasser des unterdem Meeresspiegel eingebettet zu stoppen? ” Translated into English it emphatically states, and I must add she was referringspecifically to the usual suspect British MPs: Tories, Lib-Dems, Labtories andtheir fellow travellers: “Why endeavour to stop a bunch of useless lemmings


asininely hell-bent on suicide from jumping off a dangerous seaside cliff to theirinevitable deaths on the rocks embedded in the turbulent waters of the seabelow? ” But whatever language she’d chosen at that moment to use, as usual she wasspot on with her prescient-minded observation; and so I decided to keep theEnglish version and English title. Although for the pleasure of you Latinists outthere the poem’s Latin title is: “Tardius properantem in agris nactus judicium dehostiis salutaribus fecunda Britania profert pedophiles! ” However, to get down to the real nitty gritty of why this poem was written in thefirst place I’ll unapologetically say it’s categorically because I’m firmly convincedthat no one either in or who’s even remotely linked to the powers that be in theUnited Kingdom have the slightest intention of taking paedophilia seriously letalone doing anything positively about it; not least because they’re all involved init in one manner or another and likewise for every one of them it’s a rite ofpassage in their sick and sadistic, lacking in self-worth propensity to demonstratetheir class-based and essentially delusional notion of their farcically believedGod-given and innate superiority to do whatever they want with impunity backedby covert state immunity for their heinous crimes; and thus see that as theultimate expression of the power they wield to abuse anyone they choose to andmoreover basically regard as their inferiors. I shan’t waste my time going over the despicable shenanigans of Theresa Maywhose lack of probity I equate to a box of foul smelling frogs; in other words thisferal specimen of what passes for mankind doesn’t have any and wouldn’trecognize the word probity or for that matter anything tenuously associated withit even if her pathetic life depended on it. And the self-appointed and patentlyvainglorious body that ludicrously and disingenuously claims it represents theinterests of the victims of paedophile have as much credibility I believe as the KuKlux Klan claiming the same thing in respect of Black Civil Rights in the mypartner and several German friends all want to know why it is that a country likethe UK that boasts about its democracy, law and order and justice systems andarbitrarily pushes its skewed version of these down the throats of others whetherthey want them or not has to go to the other side of the world to engage a Maori,Kiwi bint to do their dirty work for them and at a reputed £500.000 per annumplus all the extra perks that go with her sinecure, like holidays and visits back toher homeland and all this at a time of austerity in the UK paid for NOT by the richand powerful British Establishment and so-called celebrity sexual and paedophileabusers but by the hard-pressed British taxpayer? A very nice little earner Lowell Goddard and bearing in mind that at the most


probable earliest you don’t have to report your findings – which are self-evidentto anyone with a functioning brain in his or her head – until after 2020? AnotherChilcott in the making I’d say! Want my honest opinion? It’s a scam and TheresaMay and her lot on both sides of the House of Commons aisle are getting YOU topay for it! Knowing what a superabundance of cap-doffing to their “superiors”idiots there are in the UK, enabling them to applaud themselves as they get awaywith it. So totally pissed off with all this I decided for sanity’s sake to move awayfrom the fantasy of it all and instead write this poem which is based on what Iperceive that a real life survivor of paedophilia, in this case a female but it’s alsopertinent to those of the male gender too, were they given a proper hearing,genuinely listened to and were also allowed and encouraged to openly tell of theirheinous treatment and the insufferable trauma they were premeditatedlysubjected to by those who run our country. Stanley Collymore


I Don’t Feel At All Gay About Our Marriage! By Stanley Collymore Please tell me it isn’t true; that you didn’t just marry me simplyto deflect attention attendant with the likely possibility ofhostile opprobrium from some within our populationaway from you, bearing in mind the prominentpolitical office which you hold and attach so much importanceto; because as I’ve only rather belatedly found out myselfin the most distressing, humiliating and untoward ofcircumstances any loving and faithful wife couldpossibly have experienced and what is nowso patently obvious to me, is that youare undeniably, and have for someconsiderable time now, beena closet homosexual. Furthermore, and what I find particularly hurtful and deeplyinsulting about all this is that you didn’t even have theguts or the decency to honestly tell me the truthabout yourself, leaving me instead and purelyby chance, because I accidentally discovered you inbed and sexually involved with another man, tocruelly find out after the manner in which you soromantically and persuasively pursued me,pretentiously carried on doing so with your wooing,and quite evidently it now appears duplicitouslysecured as well a marriage between us intothe bargain, that your sexual proclivitiesare by no means solely heterosexualnor are you the man whom youpurport to be and who gotme to marry you. You of all people who in both your public discoursesand private life are always going on about opennessand how people, especially those in public life,should always unswervingly demonstratethe courage of their own convictions regardlessof the consequences they might face, in the same way


that you waste neither time, effort nor opportunityto patronizingly dismiss and even conceitedlyvilify those whom you personally disdainas the complete antithesis not only ofeverything that’s decent and morallyupstanding, but also who youbigotedly see, virulentlycondemn and unforgivingly portrayas the villainous authors of thoseselfsame evils that you’re allso eagerly inclined androbustly preparedto lambastingthem for. Now I know why it is, even in the distinct absence of anypressing financial impetus for me to do so, that you’reso keen I should carry on working as before andnot abort a promising professional careerby subsuming it, you opined, into therestrictive clutches of conventional domesticityas you described it; an observation however, which inthe light of recent revelations about you has absolutelynothing to do with genuine female empowerment onmy part through my staying a productive memberof our country’s workforce; but everything, itseems, quite skilfully designed by virtueof your cynical manipulation of me topostpone indefinitely and eventuallykill off, as well, all prospects ofmy ever being a mother, andin doing so intentionallyavert your very worstnightmare of youbecoming afather. You sense these things don’t you, even if you don’t wantto believe them. But even so what really astounds me,and something I find very hard to forgive, is theprofound level of deceitfulness you stoopedto and that you premeditatedly engaged in as regards


our personal relationship; and what’s more doingso in a country where homosexuality in all its lawfullyindulged in and consensual guises is perfectly legal,has the same blanket immunity from prosecution andis equally free of official societal persecution thatlesbianism luckily has always enjoyed, butmore into the bargain has ironically becomeso chic, particularly in upper classcircles, that if some of its most vocal aficionadasand avid supporters were to have their way itwould undeniably be made compulsory;so there was really no need for you tohave embarked on this elaboratesubterfuge of yours whichyou subjected me to. Let me make it abundantly clear; I’m not criticizing youbecause you’re a homosexual as I’m certainly not ahomophobe in any way, shape or form since mysimple and straightforward philosophy is oneof live and let live, and along with that thefirmly subscribed to dictum of each to their own wheresexual matters are concerned. But I also do ferventlybelieve, and you can call me old fashioned if youlike, in honesty, frankness and trustworthinessin personal relationships and especially thoseinvolving married couples; and you, I’m afraid,have markedly failed in our own relationship todeliver on any of these values. And as suchthere can no longer from my point ofview be any future together for youand me, for to continue with thissickening farce as if nothinghad happened would quitecandidly be a dreadful,self-inflicted andmost unseemlytravesty! © Stanley V. Collymore3 December 2013.


Commentary:In 2013 the government of the Russian Federation sensibly and quite correctly inmy view passed a law with the specifically intended purpose, it must be stressed,of dissuading and ultimately prohibiting anyone within its territory fromencouraging or engaging in the proselytization of that country’s minorsprincipally promoted and largely instigated by western external forces meddlingin Russia’s domestic affairs under the misguided and rather disingenuous pretextof supposedly educating these youngsters about the positive aspects ofhomosexuality. Unsurprisingly even before this legislative ruling was given assent in the Dumaand signed into law by President Putin all hell broke loose in the west with slickchoreographed campaigns of fake outrage against Russia’s decision staged bythe west’s media, its chattering classes, pseudo homosexual activists and vestedinterests with their personal axes to grind, and of course fiercely ambitious andself-serving MPs who fully cognisant of the importance of the so-called pink voteand quite determined at all costs to cash in on it, predictably and most eagerlyjumped on the bandwagon juggernaut promptly seized, rolled out and liberallyutilized by those taking to ridiculing and vilifying Russia and particularly itsPresident as they accumulatively levelled all sorts of pernicious accusations atthem, including the perennial old chestnut of human rights violations. However, Russia’s legislative and executive branches of government weren’t theonly ones in the line of fire of this abusive western condemnation, for when ElenaIsinbaeva, Russia’s renowned female Olympic and current (2013) world recordholder in the pole vault, was asked what she thought of the law that was enactedand honestly replied that she supported her country’s democratic right toapprove what laws it saw fit in the best interests of its citizens in the same waythat western countries do, she too was slated mercilessly with the additionalaffront heaped on her in the way of deafening calls made from influential groupsin the west demanding she should be summarily ostracised and speedily strippedof her commercial endorsements; the same groups among others that were alsoinsisting that the 2014 Winter Olympics in Sochi to be hosted by Russia shouldthemselves be boycotted. In response to the unfair treatment meted out to Elena Isinbaeva and the widerissue of this anti-proselytizing of homosexuality law now on the Russian statutebooks and aimed at the protection of Russian minors I wrote an article entitled:“Elena Isinbaeva and the west’s self-righteous penchant for creating bogusenemies” which is and can also be found on my personal website . That articlegenerated a great deal of interest and positive feedback globally and is primarily


why this poem is written and has absolutely nothing to do with ensuing eventseither in Britain or elsewhere pertaining to former closet homosexuals, regardlessof whether they be obscure or well-known individuals, that for whatever reason,be it egotism or self-guilt, have belatedly chosen to publicly declare to all andsundry that they’re homosexual. Notwithstanding that I will nevertheless say this, because it’s something that Iintrinsically believe in; namely that one’s sexuality and whomsoever theypractise it with, or not at all, within the legal framework of their country’sinstituted laws is, in my opinion, strictly a private matter that should be treatedand respected as such and not used as an issue for public grandstanding, thegarnering of attention seeking plaudits or, for that matter, ostentatious guilt-ridden flagellantism. Meanwhile, the pungent smell of hypocrisy by the west and most notably theAnglophile countries therein is invasive, debilitating and widespread and raisesthe pertinent question as to why with its own intractable problems in this regardthe west nevertheless readily sallies forth in its often caustic condemnation ofothers on a matter it is yet to demonstrably tackle and resolve. Not for nothing isthe dictum “don’t ask; don’t tell so pervasive throughout all branches of the USmilitary for example, where homosexuality to put it mildly is at best a taboosubject and treated as such. And equally it would be a brave but foolishindividual who having decided to run for high political or some other prominentpublic office in the United States or have his or her name put forward for anequivalent position in the corporate world of big business to then openly declarehe or she was a practising homosexual and seriously expect to succeed in thatendeavour. And on our side of the Atlantic Britain and the rest of the EU aren’t immune fromthis stance on homosexuality or the contagion of homophobia either, no matterhow vaingloriously the powers that be who influence policy decisions or run thesecountries pretend otherwise; for in reality it’s all a deliberate and carefullyfabricated smoke screen from behind which much is extravagantly promised butvery little is actually delivered. Here’s an indication of what I mean. The marriage of Prince William and KateMiddleton enthused most of the British public, the Commonwealth, andsignificant numbers of other people across the globe and markedly pushed theapproval rating of the British Monarchy way of the Richter scale of transcendentpopularity. But wilfully playing Devil’s advocate here but in no way impugning orseeking to do so the sexuality of Prince William, which I freely confess I knowabsolutely nothing about and frankly care even less as it’s none of my business,


just suppose that instead of the lovely Kate Middleton, elevated after hermarriage to the status of Duchess of Cambridge and made a prominent memberof the British Royal Family, it was a bloke, a Kenny Middleton for argument sake,that Prince William had wed and thereafter had proudly walked down the aisle ofone of our historical and iconic English cathedrals with on his arm. Assuming, that is, that this hypothetical homosexual relationship had beenallowed to get this far with Buckingham Palace and the Con-Dem coalition regimeheaded by Prime Minister David Cameron having debatably given their blessingto and approval for it. What in the aforesaid circumstances do you think the gutinstinct reactions of Britons generally across our green and pleasant land as wellas attitudes in the Commonwealth, and especially those countries where HerMajesty the Queen is still head of state, and where their leaders have onlybelatedly come around after much intransigent heart searching and heateddiscussions to the logical idea in my view that royal princes in line to the Britishthrone should no longer have automatic preference to accession over their olderfemale siblings and counterparts; the world at large; and you yourself would be? The question put here is largely rhetorical in nature as I’m positive we all knowthe answer to it; which begs the other obvious question that the first onenaturally now triggers. If at best one can expect only ambivalence and at itsworst outright antipathy and even hatred towards an open and honesthomosexual relationship of this kind that evidently would nevertheless rock thecore values as perceived and generally adhered to by the vast majority of thosewho constitute the British nation, something that the powers that be within ourcountry recognize and accept, why then do these same people conceitedly thinkthat they have an inalienable right to lecture and even dictate to others, in whatare indisputably sovereign states, how they should approach and eventually dealwith the matter of homosexuality within their own countries? The British attitude to homosexuality reminds me very much of that whichbedevils racism in our country, in as much that it’s extremely difficult to findanyone who will willingly own up to their concealed prejudices regarding either orboth of these issues with respondents invariably and disingenuously remarking inthe majority of cases in which they’re questioned about either of them that onreaching the age of majority and thus effectively becoming an adult as it were,those who’ve successfully managed to make this transition from childhood andadolescence should be free, within the realms of the law, accepted ethicalboundaries, and without undue interference in or coercion from anyone, to makewhat decisions they consider are appropriate for themselves together with theinalienable right to live their own life as they please and with whomsoever theymutually choose to.


Reality though is quite different and often as several mixed race couples andpotential ones have painfully and embarrassingly discovered to their dismay andchagrin a bridge too far, having had their relationships firmly rebuffed and cruellyso even by so-called liberal white Caucasian parents, other family members,friends and most incredibly neighbours and work colleagues when one of thosepersonally involved in a mixed race relationship is himself or herself whiteCaucasian as well or even British Asian. And ironically as it seems with those opponents of familial mixed raced unionsinvolving one of their own and who would be the first to declare that they weren’tracist even stating that they fully subscribed to the concept of everyone beingtreated equally and fairly in all matters but somehow not when that “everyone”,no matter how exemplary and worthy as a human being that individual is, he orshe in relation to their own family or friendship circles is distinctly of a differentrace and skin colour. Two specific criteria that they obviously deem are alright where other people areconcerned but clearly don’t fit into these antagonists1 personal scheme of things;and when questioned or even challenged about their supposed tolerant andliberal credentials that they brazenly flaunt and remarkably don’t appear in theaforesaid circumstances to mind doing so or see any contradiction in what theydoing, their kneejerk response is always one along these lines, that while theywill arguably concede that some mixed race marriages or relationships might besuitable and appropriate for others, they nevertheless feel and are completelyconvinced, without ever satisfactorily or convincingly explaining why, that amixed race union between their much-loved son, daughter, other relative orfriend and some one from a different race or ethic background would be mostinappropriate. The same cynical obfuscation together with a baffling butastonishing hypocrisy that’s replete in attitudes to homosexuality, I’m afraid. In conclusion wilful deception in any relationship that is mutually understood tobe a meaningful one by those who freely embarked on it is simply abhorrent, asituation to be roundly deplored, and a personal betrayal of whoever is on thereceiving end of it. And when unknowingly to the person affected the perpetratorwittingly and for purely self-serving reasons traduces the said relationship tonothing more than a debasing farce, such actions, unpardonable, loathsome andinsupportable in themselves, should on their discovery by the abused personswiftly, forthrightly and fearlessly be condemned and instantaneously walkedaway from. To refrain from doing so would, I fear, be to cowardly collude innegating one’s self worth and significantly constitute a violation of and a grossinsult to that person’s personal integrity as a worthy human being.


Stanley Collymore


I Like The Feeling You’re Causing In Me! By Stanley Collymore A bright sunny day; 11.42 in the morning. In the square oppositethe Ahla Centre and fronting the lengthy promenade a smallcrowd consisting mainly of young people seeminglycontent, as any group of people could be, millaround, while on both roads that run alongthe perimeter of this oasis of tranquillity ongoingtraffic: some heading townwards others just asdecidedly away from the city centre addtheir lulling contribution to that of theneighbouring Mediterranean Sea,creating among themselves acacophony of sounds thatrather surprisingly aren’tdiscordant to the ear. I sit quietly and observe not just thepanoramic view but also, and just as importantly,the quite interesting diversity of life portrayed within itsboundaries, and I think constantly of you. This is your country;the place where you were born, nurtured and obviously belong. I amthe stranger; but when I’m with you those otherwise glaringly cultureddifferences instantaneously melt away into a compellingly strongbond of physical and emotional chemistry between us, whichabsolutely convinces me that I’m falling in love withyou; and that’s a truly wonderful feeling to have. © Stanley V. Collymore29 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


I Listened To What I Was Told But Thankfully I TookNo Heed! By Stanley Collymore You couldn't have known unless you were a clairvoyantthat I love you and furthermore have done so from thevery first moment that I set my eyes on you, and inthe bargain how very much so; for apart from mybeing too shy to let you know just how I feel itwould have been most surreal on my part torecklessly and immodestly depart from allthe suggestions and routine, but clearlyexpected to sensibly adhere to, advice that I was sternlygiven in my pubescent years and also as an attractiveyoung woman, I was bluntly reminded, growing upin what is essentially a man's world, as to how Ishould properly behave without ever purposelycompromising myself, yet decidedly not sooffhand in my discretional demeanour ofwhat I did where unattached men wereconcerned as to unforgivably in thesepremeditated tactics in which I wasinvolved inadvertently end up onthe austere shelf of rejection oras an injudicious, forlorn andrather discontented spinster. But extraordinarily, most stimulatingly and absolutelydelightfully you've rescued and mercifully saved mefrom myself and in this completely new and totallyengrossing situation which you've so ingeniouslyinduced in me I can cheerfully say that in everyconceivable way I can genuinely express I'mtruly blessed and now am not only infinitelysatisfied but also absolutely contented andwithout even the slightest vacillation orreservation can equally attest to be cooperatively,receptively, contentedly and also permanentlyat your behest, and mine of course, readily


transform this discourse we're enjoyablyhaving into much more, for I've beenwell and justly seduced by you andmost impeccably find myself in athoroughly delightful trance. Socan I fervently entreat you tojoin me in commemoratingthe inauguration our newromance with a dance? © Stanley V. Collymore11 April 2016. Author's Remarks:Finding one's self unexpectedly and seemingly deeply in love can and invariablydoes provoke a diversity of very powerful and even conflicting emotions that arethemselves instigated by and can also be significantly influenced as well by virtueof one's social upbringing, level of education or none at all, personal experiencesand hence how one tends to see the world generally or their personal andfamiliar portion of it specifically; and these in turn are all salient factors that willfinally determine the maturity or otherwise of those who're directly involved in allof this. And that's the rub of the problem; how does one realistically determine thematurity or lack of it and crucially too the good intentions or otherwise ofsomeone, and especially so a virtual stranger or even someone you've known forsome considerable time probably but never previously had any actual orprospective emotional engagement with who suddenly and unexpectedly saysthat he or she, who in all logical respects is an utterly unknown quantity to you,wants none the less to seriously get involved with you, and especially if thatperson in doing so plausibly triggers a reciprocal response since they either knewfor sure or else accurately sense that they've managed to significantly awakenyour own interest in them? Now while balancing that scenario against a host of other possibilities like forinstance that this suitor of yours who is earnestly and amorously plying his or herseductive wares isn't actually a fraudster with distinct but all the same highlyconcealed ulterior motives in mind and solely intent on catching you unawares,not completely compos mentis at the time as to what is actually going on andtherefore not fully in charge of your mind, what do you do then?


Abandon the whole thing on the wings of a whim stating and even convincingyourself that it isn't worth the risk; or do you throw caution to the wind as youopenly and confidently declare life is for living and consequently you're going toavidly seize the opportunity presented to you and considerably, courageously andunambiguously embark on something quite excitingly vivacious, and thatadditionally offers the promising prospect of being sexually, incredibly andemotionally stimulating although entirely new to you, whatever theconsequences? Or instead despondently resort, from a totally objective and impartially observedpoint of view, to a preferred and therefore chosen role as a willing and whollycompliant slave to pious, discernibly and restrictive social intercourse and puritanconventions to diffidently, cautiously or even fearfully drawing your proverbialhorns of social protocol in and instead use them as a convenient and protectivewall of defence to supposedly shield you from whatever it is you're not quitecertain of but which nevertheless you circumspectly assume and even believemight have something to do with love; the tendentious notions of exploratorysexual excitement; and possibly too the likelihood of personal commitment,which you feel you're not yet ready for or actually capable of properly handling? However, hard as that might seem to be and more demandingly so tosatisfactorily reach an appropriate solution to the ultimate assessment of whatyou eventually do is entirely your own decision, and not least so because it's yourpersonal life that's involved! So advisedly I'd say to you, if my opinion wereasked, why not take a chance and positively participate in the probablychallenging but equally so possibly rewarding Dance of Romance? Stanley Collymore


I Need A New Start, Not Have My Failed Love LifeRecycled For Me! (Poem) By Stanley Collymore You audaciously approached me and confidently introduced yourselfto me, after which you sportingly and interestingly spoke to me, aconversation in which quite engagingly you told me, while inthe process dexterously persuading me with all the prowessthat you could muster to listen to every word of what youwere appealingly saying to me, and noticeably doing sowith all the composure, indisputable conviction, andthe unfettered sophistication of an unquestionably cultured andhumorous gentleman who strikingly in elucidation but evenso delightfully, calmly and most decisively, knew with aperceptibly undiminished intelligibility and unbridledcertainty what he was distinctly after. Then ensuedto totally and uninhibitedly readily convince methat from the very start - in effect the precisemoment that you first saw me, how you'dbecome beguilingly besotted with me. And consequently if how you felt about me was the undoubtedstirrings of love for me, then quite unreservedly, as well asunapologetically, your unmitigated plea relative to howexactly you both emotionally and romantically caredfor me was, you additionally frankly stated, mostemphatically simply a combined situation, inlogical terms, of your being positively butalso shamelessly guilty of having deeplyand fervently fallen in love with me.However, secretly on the rebound from arather nasty, malevolently controlling,one-sidedly giving - you've guessedit absolutely correctly that it wasexclusively me doing all thegiving in that marital relationship - anespecially psychologically unrewarding, mostdamaging emotionally and an unfalteringlysubjected to serially adulterous, and a


pernicious nightmare of a marriagethat I eventually summoned upwhat little courage I had leftto finally free myself froma domineering brute ofa husband via takingthe pragmatic stepwhich previouslyI ought to havestraightawayengaged on,and simplydivorcedthis man. And on having achieved that, my undoubted lack ofself-confidence fastened to my perceived, deeplyembedded and an intrinsically, socially fearfulembarrassment of my being a failure as awife that I firmly construed as being allmy fault, and which previously andcollectively had cowardly precluded me fromlawfully embarking on what quite naturallyand understandably should unequivocallyhave been an entirely understandable,feasible and a reasonable course ofaction level-headedly filing for adivorce from this monster of aman that I'd voluntarily andfondly married, somewhatregrettably for me I canonly say hadn't earlierand quite regrettablydidn't occur to me. However, with that now done and notwithstandingthe evident and unaccustomed to situation of mebeing a woman who was now completely as ithappened on my own, and to whom all thiswas pragmatically something of a ratherworrying innovation for me, I was allthe same quite persevering, as I did


everything physically achievablein my power to reassure myselfof this, that I was at last freeand consequently entirely at liberty to do what Iconvincingly and honestly regarded was bestboth for me and my future. And although Iwas likewise completely aware of what atesting undertaking it would obviouslybe to lastingly bury the past, totallyforget what I'd petrifyingly andimproperly allowed myself tooccur to me, while insanelyand lastingly discardingmy irrefutably aimlessbut specified role, inname only I readilyconfess, as a wifealthough luckily,and thank Godnot as a Mum,and accordingly having mercifullyescaped from those absolutelydepressing aforementionedcircumstances reasonablysensibly and with luckconfidently move onsurely with my life. This is my earnest ambition and, in effect, what I'dgenuinely like for things in their fullest fruitionbut most specifically in respect of myself tobe, although realistically the subsequentoutcome, I'm fully aware, could verywell be a wholly different scenario,in lots of complicated and evensomewhat perplexing ways,from what optimistically in my steadfast hopesand honest aspirations I would certainly andundoubtedly quite prefer for the eventualend result to be. Yet here you evidentlyare, and basically something which Imustn't opportunely overlook nor


casually forget, a total strangerto me and declaring the kindof absorbing things that mymotivated heart truthfullywants to hear but on thecontrary my distinctlywary head, however,is a lot cagier about?And in this unclearprocess robustlythrowing, I cangenuinely say,my emotionalbalance intoa conditionemotionaldisarray. So how then am I supposed to honestly know much lessso clear-headedly, correctly and indisputably deducewith any absolute certainty that's obviously andunderstandably triggered and then spurred onby the provocateurs of my preceding andunhappy circumstances, that what youpurposefully claim you're sincerelysaying to me isn't fundamentallynothing more than the selfishlymanufactured fantasy of a very vivid imagination thatis itself linked with the egotistical and deliberatelyunequivocal self-aggrandizing machinations ofan entirely conniving as well as a thoroughlyseasoned Lothario, whose deftly executedbut nevertheless unsupported flatteringdeclarations of undying love for meconsciously have no affinity at allwith the latter or for that matter,credibly makes any concessionfor the affirmation of reality. A state of affairs, which if not examined by me and earnestlychallenged if necessary could in all probability, and at theleast, be ruthlessly, falsely, intentionally malevolently,


totally self-servingly and, in all of this, rather injuriouslyto me, be unscrupulously employed to cast me back tothe entirely untenable situation that with substantialdifficulty, but even so, I did in the end succeed infleeing from. An appalling situation that had previously andinescapably for me, while I was helplessly ensnared by it,emphatically rendered me a nobody, who was likewiseperceived as somebody who was only worthy of thegreatest disdain; therefore, the uncivil appellationwhich then in reality and now in most woundingremembrance I still inescapably bear the scarsof, and don't mind admitting that I do resent. So what's it to be my unfamiliar but all the same relentlesssuitor? And before you sally forth with any of your glibanswers I'd like for you this time to think carefullyabout what you might wish to say to me as youlikewise bear in mind this genuine request ofmine. For I'd personally like for you to supply me with anhonest and original answer whatever that might be. Foronly then can I truly satisfy myself by what you'vesaid or crucially omitted in your explanation tome whether, as you'd like for me to believe,this supposed adoration by you for me isgenuinely the dawning of a bright andrather meaningful future for the twoof us together. Or conceivably thequite gripping but meretriciousbeginning of an illusionary romantic miragethat could well prove to be immeasurablydetrimental to the emotional welfare ofa still unsure of herself and thereforea highly vulnerable woman like me! © Stanley V. Collymore1 November 2017. Author's Comments:Inevitably, at some time or other, most people regardless of who they are, whattheir racial or ethnic origins might be, irrespective of their religious, agnostic oratheistic views, what they do or don't do for a living, their personally identifiable


class, social or educational background; their ingrained political loyalties or none,the power and or influence that they wield or more like than not the manipulatedsycophancy that they readily subvert themselves to, how grotesquely andgraspingly rich or generally pathetically and miserably poor they happen to be;how immaturely young or seasoned old they are, what their birth orsubsequently acquired nationality is, the robust state or otherwise of their healthand daily life, or where in the world they either choose or are forced to live,whether they're incarcerated in prison or at liberty to live and lead their own lifeas they see fit, will unhappily and even emotionally destructive for them findthemselves romantically spurned by at least one and possibly even severalprospective lovers and thus be very much on the dismissive end of a love thatthey've both willingly and freely offered to another person but which in return isroundly rejected as it is likewise unreciprocated. Well, there's a general saying that there's no accounting for personal taste andamidst the vicissitudes of everyday life when it actually comes to factoring intothe love stakes this truism couldn't be any more applicable than it already is. Andnot unsurprising in this love equation is how each affected individual specificallyreacts to his or her romantic rejection that in turn depends on a number oftangible as well as imperceptible factors. For instance, there are those who'll use the fallout from their rejection, painful asit might be, to judiciously and sensibly re-examine their personal approach to allfuture romantic affairs that directly involve themselves and then use theinformation they've collated and the analysis they're arrived at as a fittingplatform to more solidly construct for themselves what exactly it is that theyactually want from life in terms of romance, and having ascertained thataccordingly get on with it. Others though tend to dwell inordinately on their rejection and as a consequenceof that become bitter and twisted persons for the rest of their life. However,there are those who on reflexion see their rejection as a providential escape forthem and gratefully thank their lucky stars for the enforced situation that at thetime they were placed in. But unfortunately there will be those who findingthemselves utterly despondent at what has happened to them will seek releasefrom their perceived shame and embarrassment by killing themselves. Then there's another category of persons who obsessively imbued with amanifestly pronounced and delusional sense of their own egotistical importanceand the perverse notion of how dare anyone do something like this to me, willmalevolently set out for the remainder of their pathetic life to exact revenge. Andprompts the obvious question, for me anyway, which of these categories, or none


of them, do you consider yourself as belonging to? Or perhaps you're one ofthose android-type creatures totally and uncaringly devoid of all emotionalfeelings. And the characteristically sentient and sane among us Homo sapiens willintuitively know the sorts of individuals I'm specifically referring to. For we routinely observe them on a daily basis unwarrantedly, incompetently,corruptly and criminally occupying our supposedly democratic, but we knowotherwise, parliaments, other institutionalized fora of power and influence andeffectively postulating themselves not only as parliamentarians but even moreseriously and worryingly so as prime ministers, cabinet ministers and evenpresidents of our respective countries. Disproportionately so, it must be cogently stated, to their actual numbers in themuch wider population that significantly comprises us Homo sapiens and thatthese alien oiks have both manipulatively and controlling foisted themselvesupon, while ludicrously and risibly, if it wasn't such a bloody serious matter,ascribing to themselves the bogus epithet of the "privileged elites".Among whom I often wonder? And so far I've been unable to discern either aclear-cut or convincing answer to this idiotic conundrum of theirs! Stanley Collymore


I Want Nothing Else, Really! I want nothing else from you other than your love andrespect without which there can be no relationshipworthy of being called meaningful let aloneone that could ever survive between us;even so, I shall never demand thesequalities from you, but were they tobe forthcoming then that positiveoutcome has to, I believefrom your perspective, bethe genuine result of awilling nature anda voluntary acton yourpart. Stanley Collymore


I Want To Be More Than Just Your Lover! By Stanley Collymore Do you love me? Sorry to put you on the spot but I’d reallylike to know, for although you recurrently pay me loadsof compliments and periodically tell me how verymuch you like being with me you’ve never oncein the time we’ve been regularly seeing eachother, over a year now I must remind you,ever told me that you actually love me. So am I just your lover and nothing more? I need toknow for my personal feelings for you areunquestionably those of someone whois profoundly in love with you, andif you find it hard or are simplyunwilling to reciprocate them then I’d much prefer to hearit from you not someone else, so I can civilly and withmy dignity still intact extricate myself not onlyfrom a relationship that from a personalperspective is patently unsuitablefor me but also one that quiteevidently where the two ofus are concerned isobviously goingnowhere. And rather than needlessly have it tiresomely drawn out inthe doldrums of despair, acrimony and possibly hatred,as it inevitably will do if the current circumstancesthat exist between us continue to prevail, I’dlike to end our relationship now, so thatwe can both have the opportunity to knowingly embark ona new start with different partners who’re individuallycapable and, most importantly, quite willing tomutually, unstintingly and courageouslydispense to each other the kind oflove and commitment that mostcertainly, in my case, I’mearnestly looking for.


I’ll Do Anything It Takes To Socially Survive! By Stanley Collymore Why didn’t you tell me that practically everyone knowswe’re having an affair and that you’ve been aware ofthis for some time and have kept it from me? Doyou know how that makes me feel? Well, I’lltell you! I’m absolutely horrified. I am,after all, a married woman with a family.Just imagine what this revelation willdo to my reputation? And I dodread to think what my husbandwill do should he ever findout; that’s providingof course that hehasn’t alreadydone so. Then there are my children subjected as they no doubtwill be to the cruel taunts of their classmates. Howtotally insufferable for them! And as if that’snot bad enough I’ll now possibly have toremove them from their private schooland humiliatingly send them to astate one; and this after I’ve gone tosuch lengths to get them intothe expensive private onethey’re currentlyattending. They’ll be utterly devastated if it comes to that,as this was their main chance in life, evenif it meant their dad and me having topay through the nose to do so, for them to get adecent education, good prospects jobwise aswell as a financially secure future, and nothave to rub shoulders out of necessitywith the growing number of Plebsthis country seems hell-bent onproducing or even worst still


the alarming hordes ofscrounging immigrantswhom we keepletting intoit. To say I’m furious with you is an understatement as youfaithfully promised me you’d be discreet; that no onewould ever know about us, just as you willinglyaccepted my terms that our affair was simplygoing to be a matter of reciprocal andharmless fun between us with nostrings attached and providing us with therespective excitement we both craved; in your caserewarding your insatiable Lotharion propensityto bed every available female you can andon my part to use that same titillatingfondness of yours to gratify the carnaldesires you so easily awoke andsustainably aroused in me andwhich my husband doesn’tand has never beenable to satisfy. Now this; and all because you couldn’t keep yourmouth shut! For having ridiculously persuadedyourself that you’ve falling in love with meand delusionally convinced yourself aswell that I would reciprocate thatlove you’ve taken to selectively letting others know thatwe’re having an affair. Well I’ve news for you, thataffair is now over! What’s more I’ll passionatelyand persuasively lie to my husband, close friends,work colleagues and everyone concerned, ifI have to, that you’re a fantasist lookingfor the main chance, and with your knownsleazy reputation and lack of breedingwho do you think they’ll believe?A working class, lasciviousloser like yourself or mewith my key socialconnections?


I’ll Never In My Life Pay Deference To An AbsurdlyUnjust Social Order! By Stanley Collymore Do I feel any sympathy for or charity towards the Labtoryinfiltrators, venal charlatans, odious carpetbaggers andthe pernicious destroyers of democracy within theLabour Party who, conspicuously concomitantwith the multiplicity of their other combinedand characteristically egregious activitiesof self-serving individualism and skulduggery industriouslyinserted into every single activity they were engaged inand with no thought or the slightest consideration foranyone other than themselves and their inane campfollowers, sought to and did manage to injuriouslyinsert their intimidating brand of bogus change:“reformation” they dishonestly passed it offas, of what they then characterized as theofficial version, must be accepted andunchallenged orthodoxy, then put inplace of the generally known anduniversally accepted preceptsof what the philosophy ofauthentic democracyshould really be? Of course I don’t! Nor would I, even in theremotest sense, consciously allow myselfto be shamefully prevailed upon to doso! For I am a Democrat and alwayswill be so at heart, and someonethat can’t be bought and soldlike these charlatans permit themselves to be;and therefore in the most principled termswill constantly and happily remain theperson I am, and have always beenrather proud to be: true to myselfat every turn and the energeticbeliever in accomplishing


to the best of my ability,and in every possibleway I can, to fullyand unpretentiouslymeet my personalobligations toas many of myfellow humanbeings asI can! © Stanley V. Collymore12 September 2015. Author’s Unapologetic Remarks:The Labour Party leadership campaign is over and having industriously workedon Jeremy Corbyn’s campaign from the very outset I’m quite delighted that hehas won and if honestly allowed to get on with the work that he’s capable ofimplementing change this sick society we call Britain for the better. I know it’ll bea difficult task made all the more so by Jeremy’s many detractors all of themwith their own self-interests and not a single care for the majority of the Britishpublic whom they cynically and manipulatively use and dishonestly pretend incases like these when their propaganda rhetoric has worn thin that they reallycare for, when in point of fact they simply don’t! And in all this hullabaloo of theirs it never fails to amaze me the profound depthsof sewer wading that these odious specimens of human wilfully sink to, to givethe ludicrous pretence that they’re “genuinely” behind and very much in favourof doing what’s best for Britain. Oh really? Like Jimmy Savile and the rest of hisilk, past and present, were or are for children’s welfare I suspect! So today on Page 6 of the Metro – the self-congratulatory freebie rag that is suchbecause if it were for sale nobody in their right mind would actually buy it –under the heading: “A dozen go as leader assembles his new team, ”unmistakably a cheap, castigatory and sour grapes dig at Jeremy Corbyn, thisLondon based, foreign oligarch owned rag, printed the photographs in verticalserial ranks of, and I’ll name every one of the here: Chuka Umunna, YvetteCooper, Chris Leslie, Tristram Hunt, Rachel Reeves, Liz Kendall, Dan Jarvis, JohnWoodcock, Jamie Reed, Emma Reynolds, Shabana Mahmood and Ivan Lewis. Andunder their respective name the Metro felt obliged to put the shadow portfoliosthey all held, as it rather risibly pretended that these utter nonentities were


heavyweights in British politics who’d sensibly turned their backs on JeremyCorbyn. I’m a readily self-confessed, political animal and was a card-carrying member ofthe Labour Party from my early teens until I rescinded my membership whenBlair and Brown hijacked the party that not only myself but also every memberof my family and their friends belonged to; for I can effortlessly spot lowlife,white trash when I see it and I sure as Hell didn’t want to be any part of theirrepulsive and self-serving, carpet bagging escapades within the Party whosenoble aspirations and conscionable objectives resonated with my own and thoseof my family members. So I stopped being an activist as well: campaigning ondoorsteps, leafleting and all the rest of it, and instead just voted for thecandidate of my choice at elections, which always happened to be Labouralthough more often than not I had to hold my nose firmly to stem the stench ofso-called New Labour as I placed my X on the ballot paper. And placed in that most untenable and uncomfortable position I guess I was likemillions of bona fide Labour Party members and supporters throughout thecountry who either switched off entirely or even turned to other political partiesbecause the Labour Party under its odious Labtory infiltrators wasn’t an entitythat they could honestly identify with anymore. But that also had its inherent andserious dangers; for with large numbers of voters across the country no longerinvolved in active politics it also meant the percentage of those who were hadshrunk to a level that markedly pleased the main political parties’ hierarchy. Howand why? Just look at the percentage vote the Tories got in the last election forexample that meant the Tories and Labour Party Labtories and even the Lib-Dems could all rely on a small vote to get them into power and share such powerbetween themselves and those in the Westminster Bubble and not give a tossabout the electorate or the public at large. So with Jeremy Corbyn amazingly galvanizing people both nationally in theUnited Kingdom and even internationally – he’s deeply admired for his politicalstance to global injustices, his personal integrity and his straight-talking – noneof that PR-and-disingenuous-speak - and so doesn’t sound like some wound upand orchestrated robot as the other politicians do because he actually says whathe really believes in– and is therefore immensely respected in countries asdiverse as Germany, France, the aspirant independent Catalonia, Greece, Iranand several others and stretching from South America and the Caribbean toTaiwan, and from Britain to the South Pacific, these detractors and opponents ofhis who saw him as a sick joke have now had to change their tune because henow seriously threatens their comfort-zone sense of what was essentially an“unchallengeable” right as they saw it to control the lives of the rest of us; even


to the extent of the privileged and parasitical poofters currently in office nowclaiming that Jeremy Corbyn is a threat to national security. Over 31 years he’sbeen in parliament and they’ve just discovered that having at the start of theleadership campaign lampooned him as a useless no-hoper? But to go back to these 12 pillocks, who physically even look like your classicpillocks, that the Metro and other vested interest so-called mainstream Britishmedia are touting as a great loss to Jeremy Corbyn and what a principled stancethey’ve made? Hold on a minute, none of these self-individualism fuckers haven’ta clue what the word principle means. Liz Kendall is on record saying that shewants power: when I always believed that the principal role of an MP was torepresent the genuine interests of his or her constituents. Chuka Umunna is aself-confused gender issue and delusional House Nigger as I characterized inearlier tweets; while Shabana Mahmood is your classic token “Muslim” minoritywhatever; and the rest of them are simply white trash. And I must confess thatapart from Yvette Cooper who’s married to Ed Balls the rest of them I hadn’t aclue who they were or what they did as I don’t frequent the sewers andconsequently don’t in my everyday life come across sewer rats. Even the 73 yearold dolt and Zionist prat Frank Field: no friend of Jeremy Corbyn, describes thisbunch of morons that the Metro is somewhat self-servingly propagating as thecrème de la crème of British politics, as “thin Blairite gruel! ” The only sensiblething I can recall that this revolting bum has ever said in his miserable life. So finally and putting you the general public to the test how many of thesegrandstanding and self-promoting pillocks would any of you have recognized orknown what they did? I thought as much! Preposterously “saviours” of Britainthat Jeremy Corbyn can well do without; and so in characteristic fashion I’ll nowcontentedly sign off on this matter relative to our irrevocably lost political“saviours” with the celebrated and most fitting portrayal relevant to them of:“good riddance to bad rubbish! ” Stanley Collymore


I’m Not Your Female Eunuch! You say that you love me and want to marry me, yetknowing how I feel about having children of myown you also state that you don’t want usto have any of our own; and while Iaccept your right, for whateverreasons you have, which you’ve never properly or fullyexplained to me, not to be a biological father, whyshould I gratuitously at your command subvertmy own inalienable right and profounddesire to have my own children,much less freely enter what’s essentially anemotional, for I’m undeniably verymuch in love with you, as wellas a binding marital contract with someonewho is quite prepared to so cavalierly,and yes selfishly, negate my futurelife that means so much to mein the conceited way thatyou’re attempting to? Telling me that we could adopt knowing full well I’mof child-bearing age and will continue to be so forseveral years to come isn’t just insulting to mebut clearly is no satisfactory answer to theneedless problem you’ve saddled mewith; for although I love you andwanted very much to spend the rest ofmy life with you, marrying you atany cost and forced to raisesomeone else’s childrenrather than my ownisn’t my idea ofmarital bliss. And therefore unless you comprehensively rethink yourentire approach to this matter, are willing to extendto me the common courtesy of treating me aswell as accepting me for the intelligentwoman that I actually am and explain in simple


and unequivocal language why you think youwant to marry me, then from my personalperspective this relationship that wecurrently have is unconditionallyand permanently at an end! © Stanley V. Collymore26 November 2013. Stanley Collymore


I’m What You See! Take me as you find me, for what you seeis exactly what I am; and should youat any time have slightestdifficulty in trying tounderstand me or what I’m about pleasedo ask me and don’t ever make the mistakeof second-guessing me and assumingthat you know what’s going oninside my head; for thereinlie the fertile seeds ofuntrustworthiness. Stanley Collymore


I’ve Only Myself To Blame It’s not love of but simply lust for me that you’re solelyconcerned with, and even though with some difficultyI could have forgiven you for that, involved bothphysically and emotionally as I am with you,had you even belatedly been honest andstraightforward with me; you none the less inyour macho and egotistical eagerness chose notto, preferring instead by any suitable meansyou could to seduce me: the willing dupethat you took me for, as you routinelysweet-talked your way into my bedwhere lyingly, as I now know, youcallously betrayed the trust I’dcommitedly placed in you. None of which you have since evinced or in theremotest sense seemed inclined to show anyremorse for; simply expect me to readilyunderstand the rather perverse logicyou glibly espouse that as a man yourpersonal feelings and emotions areperceptibly different from thosewhich are customarily and sentimentallyexperienced by women. “Well thank you! ” isall I have to say to you; for unequivocally you’vemade me fully realize how naïve and utterly stupid Iwas to expend so much treasure, time and energyon what was clearly a travesty of a relationship;but putting all that aside and leaving you, asit’s now my firm intention to, I can at leaststill acceptably do so having managedto salvage what’s left of my dignity. © Stanley V. Collymore4 April 2013. Stanley Collymore


I'D Be A Complete Fool To Ever Let You Go! Please give me your hand in marriage and in return Ishall faithfully promise to you a lifetime of entirecommitment, loyalty, fidelity in all my dealingswith you and, of course, my unstinting lovefor you. For no other woman that I'vepreviously met or personally had anykind of relationship with has remotely,compared to what you've done in mycase, managed to imbue in me thesame level of intense interestthat you've automatically and socomprehensively instilled in me;turning, as a result, my whole lifepleasurably upside down inthe most compellinglymagical, thoroughlyrewarding andgloriouslysatisfyingway. Therefore, totally bearing all that in mind, andboth sensibly and conscientiously well awarethat my life will be infinitely better off in amyriad of ways were I to welcominglyaccept on board, boldly take theplunge, and unreservedlyembrace the complete package of us beingthe perfect item together, I would then,contrary to every conceivably logicaldeduction there is, manifestly eitherhave to be absolutely out of mymind or else decidedly the most obtuse of menalive were I for my part to irrationally allowyou to casually slip through my fingers andaway from me by not comprehensivelyacquainting you with the full extentof my emotions towards you,together with what I most


passionately, profoundlyand quite unmistakablyfeel deeply withinthis enrapturedheart ofmine. © Stanley V. Collymore1 July 2014. Author's Remarks:Regrettably, there are some people who go though their entire life earnestlysearching for but never really managing to either find or experience that greatlove which they've always dreamt about and had fervently hoped to attain.Others though have it freely and conspicuously thrust at them yet fail quitemiserably to recognize, let alone appreciate either the gesture or the extent ofthe love that's being proffered to them. So which of these categories are you in? A rhetorical question on my partactually that doesn't require any explanation to me nor seeks an answer of anykind from you on the matter. But were you to feel obligated to answer it for yourown personal satisfaction or peace of mind, then do so my all means. However, a word of caution in your ear; be totally honest with yourself shouldyou decide to go down that path. Since to do otherwise would evidently, andrather sadly in my view, lead to you consciously and rather illogically deceivingthe only person that actually matters in all of this - yourself! Stanley Collymore


If Ever There Was A Just Case For Blowback TheAntics Of The Energy Six Is Such A One! By Stanley Collymore You obviously don’t care do you? And realistically why should anyintelligent person choose to imagine that there’ll be any concernon your part for the financial woes of your customers whichyou’ve premeditatedly, gratuitously and greedily createdand lumbered them with because you clearly knewfrom the start that you could get away withdoing so; obviously seeing these faceless people, whom youprovide gas and electricity to, solely as profitable milchcows and nothing more, to be loathsomely fleecedin the onward, abhorrent and avaricious marchof your ungovernable and unaccountablepursuit of ever escalating personaland corporate aggrandisement? Vulnerable people like old-aged pensioners, singlemothers and the unemployed with no effectiveor genuine alternatives to turn to or replaceyou with, since everyone, except theutterly credulous, fatuous or totally brain dead knowsfull well that with the covert and keen approval ofOfgem: the fancifully misnomer named energyregulator, which is anything but a crediblewatchdog; the government, influential MPsand House of Lords lawmakers, all of whom arethemselves venally, deeply, willingly and corruptlyeither implicated themselves in consultancy roleswith you or else deeply embedded in your hugeand limitless financial pockets and thereforedeliberately turn a Nelsonian eye out oftheir own financial interests to whatyou’re doing, that no one in powerwill do anything to rein in andultimately eradicate thistravesty of justice that’sbeing inflicted on the


British people. Instead what we witness them all repeatedly and cynicallydoing is mouthing well rehearsed and totally meaninglessplatitudes of contrived outrage, the hot air emanatingfrom which if skilfully harnessed would instantlysolve all our energy problems well into the future. But otherthan uttering populous words and phrases exclusively forpublic consumption and to take away the incandescentheat of a justifiably irate public from their singedasses, the powers that be: because they too aredeeply involved in this criminality from which they’realso handsomely profiting, will not seriously essayto let alone effectively retrench the all-pervasive,insidious and damnable perniciousness of theenergy utility companies that operate inthe UK, and which indisputably are nowthe primary contributors, even moreso than the banks, to the perpetualhardships that the vast majorityof us are unconscionablyand quite indefensiblybeing subjected to. EDF, SSE, Scottish Power, British Gas, Eon and N-Power:a powerful cartel of criminal elites, whose names andcrimes should be inscribed forever in a prominentRogues Gallery for all to see along with thoseof their craven Chief Executives; the latterthough brazenly arrogant to the core and with a robustdisdain for the British public generally neverthelesslike the bullying yet cowardly bastards that theyare were evidently too shit scared to appear inperson before a House of Commons SelectCommittee to face the music they’ve consciously orchestrated,far less explain and justify, because they knew they couldn’t,their exorbitant price hikes that are well above the averagenational rate of inflation when everyday wages are alsoin relative terms drastically falling for everyone elsebut them, or disclose what they actually fork outfor the gas, would you credit it, that lacking allmeasures of transparency that one can logically


think of and is hardly conducive to any kindof competitive environment or ethicalstate of affairs if you ask me, theymonopolistically purchase fromand then sell to each other. Leaving that demeaning chore, as they saw it, with itsassociated insult to a long suffering and enormouslyripped off British public of not actually attendingin person that House of Commons SelectCommittee hearing to their identically PR coachedlackeys to obsequiously, and all too eagerly butunconvincingly, do their dirty work for them;while most of our nation, utterly confusedby it all, helplessly stand by and watch. The monstrously inflated gas and electricity prices that theUK’s public are currently being subjected to we’re toldby a complicit and far from trustworthy corporatemedia will be a vicious battleground come the2015 British general elections with the various politicalparties intent on using this public grievance as theirstandard bearer and rallying call for support fromthe electorate. That will certainly be the case,I suspect, and specifically so for theirself-centred and political ends juxtaposed with a generoushelping of public posturing and political theatre. Butif you believe any of the crap they’ll be copiouslyspewing out between now and the elections ormore ludicrous still think that they have yourtrue interests and general welfare at heartvis-à-vis those of their beloved EnergySix then God help you; for you’rewithout doubt, in my honestopinion, in desperate needof urgent psychiatriccounselling! © Stanley V. Collymore31 October 2013.


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If Only There Were Many More Like You! By Stanley Collymore Unfortunately the narcissistically inured, absolutelyincompetent, schemingly workshy, barbarouslyunhelpful and the all pervasive and intenselyingrained culture which characteristicallycomprises the habitual and purposelydisobliging world of the jobswothconvention so very prevalent inBritain and most particularlyso in England couldn't beany more entrenched it'svery hard to believethan it currently is. And so it's with a deep sense of relief for me toessentially come across someone who isn'tany of these utterly perverse and odiousthings and moreover is an exceedinglycaring, exceedingly efficient, totallyprofessional with an absolute andappreciable understanding of the moralvalues of the traditional work ethic; ahelpful employee who clearly lovesand thoroughly enjoys doing hiswork from which he evidentlyacquires much satisfaction and whatis more is himself the exemplaryembodiment of a marvellouschap and quintessentiallya most laudable andarchetypal worthyhuman being. © Stanley V. Collymore11 September 2016. Author's Comments:


Knowledge is a provable and durable means of personal empowerment and themore empowered one is as an individual the more confident they'll feel withinthemselves to act assuredly about the things that truly, positively andrewardingly matter and also mean a great deal to them. In the same way asthey'll be more inclined to respond constructively in their everyday dealings withother people who they would have undoubtedly derived a more favourableunderstanding of individually and collectively and as such and by virtue of havingacquired a more broadminded and affirmative approach to life generally andone's self in particular make a more valuable contribution to this world that we'reall a part of. And libraries even in the 21st Century era of mass electronic communicationshave a vital role still to play in this positive and enlightening transformation ofone's self. What libraries mustn't do however and as is now so frequently thecase in England are to allow themselves to become populist, cut-price and whollyuninformative and even untutored kindergarten club venues; repositories fornoisy, workshy layabouts and just as discernibly commonplace it seems similarlydisruptive meeting places for lonely old aged pensioners who've been callouslydumped onto the scrapheap of society by uncaring, self-absorbed relatives. More often than not sons and daughters too disinterested in them to botherthemselves about their elderly folk and who in turn because of their intenseloneliness use their local libraries as a daytime meeting place to get solace orsome sort, a much needed personal recognition or even self-worth. And all of thisineptly supervised by obtuse jobsworth and poor excuses for librarians whohaven't the foggiest idea - and quite frankly don't care - what libraries arehistorically for and sensibly meant to do; since for them it's all about having ajob and nothing more. Stanley Collymore


I'M Not Racist! By Stanley Collymore I'm not racist; just happen to be someone who massivelyconsiders it to be great fun to behave that way and,accordingly, simply love to take the piss out ofother people that I arbitrarily can't stand andliterally hate, largely for no other reasonsthan that they're ethnically differentfrom members of my family andme; and, significantly, theirskin colour, as is visiblyshown, is obviouslynot at all similarto our own. I'm not a racist - something I take great offenceto being called and therefore profoundly objectto my critics taking to labelling me as suchand denouncing me for it; and anywayhow could I possibly be remotelyracist when what I'm reallydoing is just behavingnormally like manyothers I know do, whoclearly think like andpassionately holdthe perceptiblyidentical andestablishedopinionsas me Freely and candidly in the process, I must say,firmly but unreservedly expressing ourtruly God-given, justifiable andunquestionable mantle ofabsolute power, unmistakabledominance and unique superiority freelyand enduringly granted to them and


me of course over all other racesthat quite evidently are vastlyinferior to each and everyone of us, it's prettyclear, in everypossibleway! And consequently, as such, are rightfullyentitled, either selectively, randomlyor even generally to be constantlyat liberty to unilaterally andwith no provocation ofany kind from anyone to freely behavetotally offensively to whomsoeverwe please that patently doesn'tlook like any of us, or in anyway share our illustriousand matchless whiteCaucasian, racial identity.So sensibly then, whyall the trepidationand absolutelypointlessfuss? © Stanley V. Collymore21 November 2014. Remarks:This poem is specifically written for and also dedicated to the following persons:1) Zoe Williams, columnist with the Guardian newspaper; 2) Robin Tilbrook,founder of the English Democratic - formerly the National - Party; 3) SimonJohnson of the Jewish Leadership Council; 4) Dave Whelan, Chairman of WiganAthletic FC; and 5) Malky Mackay, manager of Wigan Athletic FC and ex Cardiffmanager. Along with the plethora of other feral, sociopathic and utterly dementedboneheads that blissfully but pathetically continue through a discerniblyconvoluted fusion of intentionally misleading, downright fraudulent, thoroughlyimbecilic and self-centredly vainglorious actions and pronouncements of what's


essentially ignorance in its purest form, asininely essay to both transport andimplant their twisted, ludicrously self-delusional and profoundly embeddedabsurd notions of what they'd have the rest of us unquestioningly believeconstitute white racial superiority, attendant allegedly with all its myriad andintrinsically permanent and inescapable precepts, into both social and societallyaccepted norms of human conduct. Stanley Collymore


In Memoriam Of My Beloved Great-Aunt, “aunt Millie”! Your valued life here on earth inevitably reached itsend but the durable and cherished remembrancesof the immense good that you did whilst amongus; what you clearly and conscionably stoodfor and tirelessly, in frequently difficultcircumstances, worked exceedinglyhard to implement and againstseemingly impossible oddsto achieve, in order toimprove the lives ofothers, will liveon forever. A touching testament of your altruism, tenacityand dogged commitment to the challengingbelief that essentially, although quiteinvariably obscured by the frailties,stubbornness and selfishness ofour nature that are themselvesoften and greatly influencedby the conditions we find ourselvesin, there’s nevertheless always there ineach of us, although usually buried deeplywithin our psychological makeup, aninherent reservoir of good simplywaiting to be fully explored,determinedly tapped andbeneficially utilized. And not solely for the benefit of ourselves butcorrespondingly too the advantage of thosewho we regularly encounter, and in theidentical manner that we promptlyengage in doing so with regardto ourselves, we’ll likewiseundertake to favourablyreach out to; assumingof course we trulyand charitably


are of a firmmind to. So rest peacefully and deservedly so from your earthlylabours Aunt Millie: mentor, inspirationalist anddependable friend; and continue to shinegloriously in your illustrious andCelestial home, just as I knowyou automatically did from the very start ofyour arrival there after your farewelljourney to the After Life, and hadof course previously done whileyou were still here on Earth. Happilysecure in the full and enduring knowledgethat though you’re no longer physicallyhere with those who knew and stilllove you immensely, in spite ofthat your comforting presenceis still very much here withus and will unfalteringlyremain forever; sincethe simple and quitesatisfying truth isyou’ll never beforgotten! © Stanley V. Collymore28 December 2013. A Personal Tribute:In an affectionate and deserved celebration of the life, the commemoration of hermemory and remarkable legacy, and as an overall and personal tribute too to thegreat Lady herself, this poem was inspired by and is complimentarily dedicated toMrs Millicent Griffith: my late, dearly loved and deeply revered Great-Aunt whoreciprocally in response to her committedly assured, open and demonstrable lovefor me I adoringly referred to her when she was alive, and still do now in allreferences to her, as my “Aunt Millie”. A deeply devoted but none the less an independently minded individual, in thatspecific respect as in so many others we were bonded soul mates, Aunt Millie wasa wife, mother, grandmother, a great grandmother, sister, aunt, great-aunt,great-great-aunt and loved relative of her racially diverse and markedly extended


family. For most of her life she resided with her family, her late husband was myGodfather, in the picturesque village of Belleplaine itself centrally located in thestunningly beautiful parish of St. Andrew where she was widely known,universally loved and deeply respected and equally so throughout the widerScotland District of Barbados of which St. Andrew was a constituent and vitalpart. Renowned for its nationally approved of, legislatively enforced and protectedscenic landscape of rolling hills, verdant valleys, leisurely flowing rivers andcrystal clear streams interposed with well-established centuries old hamletsensconced with pleasant rural folk who’re nevertheless highly sophisticated andwell educated with it, Barbados is just one of a tiny minority of countriesworldwide with a 100% percent adult literacy rate as confirmed by UNESCO, thatof the UK’s is only 75% and the USA’s is around the same, St. Andrew is theoriginal and enduring home of the Alleyne Grammar School, Latin motto: “AliisNon Sibi – For Others Not Ourselves” – and just a five minute leisurely walkfrom Aunt Millie’s former home and in whose co-educational precincts at a timewhen grammar schools were gender separated in Barbados and in Englandseverely restricted in relation to girls, although the latter situation was never thecase in Barbados, it was at the Alleyne School that Aunt Millie’s own family andother relatives of hers were educated, with her eldest son one of them going onto be a teacher and school principal himself. Interestingly enough, the Alleyne School was slated in the bequest of its founderSir John Gay Alleyne to be the first grammar school on the island of Barbados.Sir John a prominent Barbadian and an extensive landowner within Barbados andthroughout some of the other Caribbean territories as well as the colony ofCarolina founded on the North American mainland by Barbadians themselves andperhaps better known nowadays and to you as North and South Carolina, twoconstituent states of the United States of America, in addition to being a verywealthy man was also the longest serving Speaker in the history of the House ofAssembly: the national Barbados Parliament, established in 1639 and after theHouse of Commons in London is the world’s second longest surviving andcontinuous, elected working parliament anywhere globally. But crucially Sir John Gay Alleyne was also a distinguished philanthropist wholoved his native island of Barbados immensely and just as profoundly his fellowBajans, the affectionate name that Barbadians call themselves. However withminor but quite prolonged, all the same, squabbling that lasted for just under 20years by the Board of Trustees set with the task of establishing the Alleyne


School over where it should be located; whether in St. Andrew, Sir John’s familialseat and very rural in character or St. Michael, which boasted as it still does tothis day Barbados’ capital Bridgetown, the country’s parliament and was a majorNew World port and principal city at the time, this petty squabbling allowed amuch later rival and contender Harrison’s College to pip the Alleyne School tobecome the island’s oldest grammar school. And with Harrison’s College established in Bridgetown the Alleyne School’s Boardof Trustees eventually saw sense and opted for Belleplaine in St. Andrew as theschool’s designated site, which many of those associated with the projectpersonally favoured in the first place. Even so the Alleyne School, apart from Harrison’s College that is, is stillconsiderably older than any other educational institution elsewhere in the NewWorld outside of Barbados, and significantly predates the creation of the UnitedStates of America, Canada, several European countries, including Germany, aswell as Australia and New Zealand and is still very much an educationalinstitution of excellence that is passionately supported, deeply loved andprofoundly respected by Bajans of all backgrounds and both genders, but nonemore so than the community of St. Andrew; among whom it’s still located on itsoriginal site. Meanwhile, St. Andrew as it has always been known ever since 1627 is situatedon Barbados’ north-eastern coast where it’s bordered on its seaward perimeterby an unbroken thoroughfare of expansive and pristine, sugar white, dazzlingsandy beaches lined by an immaculate collection of casuarinas trees, coconutpalms and wind-shaped sand dunes atop of which and intricately linked atperiodic intervals are impressive sea breeze-sculptured, and quite appealing tothe eye, intertwined and fantastically cosy canopies of dark green tropical grapebushes ideal as intimate hideaways for courting couples or serving, as theyfrequently do as well, as the natural habitat of mini colonies of harmless Conchacrabs scuttling about on their everyday business. And the beaches here have to be physically seen and personally experienced tobe properly appreciated, with sand so delicate to the touch that even the mildestof footprints are automatically trapped on it, the duration of their pleasurable andquite variable captivity very much dependent on how close they were to theseawater’s edge and the teasing playfulness of the gentle ebb and flow of thetide. The tropical Trade Winds are likewise very much at work here too and in tandemwith the azure blue waters of the expansive Atlantic Ocean that aquatically


controls this coastline and with nothing between the west coast of Africa,3000plus miles away, and Barbados, the most easterly country within the region, toexert their abundant interest on, increasingly turn their spirited attention insteadto meticulously manicuring this coastline and its constituent parts, with theirsimilarly impressive and kaleidoscopic backdrop, that comprise the widerScotland District of Barbados. Related to the Springer, Walkes, Griffith and Collymore families mostlybiologically so but in some instances through marriage, the Diaspora of thesefamilies even during Aunt Millie’s early lifetime stretched beyond the borders ofBarbados to include other territories within the archipelago of Caribbean Islands,Guyana, other parts of South America and also Central America, and significantlytoo the United States of America, Canada and the UK where collectively withinthese three specific countries the largest concentration of them outside ofBarbados were born, raised and do reside. And justifiably proud as she evidently was of the academic qualifications gained,the successes achieved and the professional statuses earned by her immediatefamily members and their Diaspora – there’s hardly a profession worthy of thename that one or other of us doesn’t hold – Aunt Millie, even so, was neverreluctant in encouraging her family members, whether they were born inBarbados or not - pushing at an open door was how I described it - to have thesame abiding love and respect for her beloved Barbados and especially heradored St. Andrew: accumulatively her birthplace, homeland and tropicalparadise, as she always did. And where fittingly her mortal remains lay buriedalongside those of her late husband and in the company of other departed familymembers and friends in the tranquil setting of the centuries old St. Andrew’sChurch graveyard. Stanley Collymore


In No Small Measure We're Forever Indebted To YouAnd Your Family Muhammad Ali! By Stanley Collymore Courageously Muhammad Ali you were formerly a solitary,irrationally discriminatorily and a much assailed beaconof inspirational hope purposely and illuminatinglyshining undauntedly for those who were eithersimilarly oppressed like you, or else ratherconsciously aware of the unjust societalinequalities that did abundantly existbut personally were either greatlyafraid or otherwise far too indifferent to step out ofthe bounds of enforced or perhaps the contentedlyenjoyed benefits of expected conformity theywere gladly enjoying to wish to take noticeof let alone do anything about what youwere really doing; a responsible lightshining most welcomingly and alsomotivatingly into the opaque andstationary darkness against thejoint, intrinsic and extremelymalevolent and human transgressions of racism,segregation, Jim Crowism, ingrained bigotry,invasive hatred, astonishing ignorance andentrenched intolerance; and surprisinglyfor them, although not for you, yououtstandingly and most incrediblyagainst all the odds, importantlyand quite commendably won!And to which all your ardentand dependable supportersalong with the bounteousrecipients of your good-will loyally and withaplomb openly state:admirably done ourown incomparableMuhammad Ali!


© Stanley V. Collymore11 June 2016. Author's Thoughts:Words and even actions are insufficient to adequately sum up our indebtednessto Muhammad Ali and his family for what they've jointly done for the bettermentof all humanity; so accordingly I'll leave you all to reflect on your own memoriesof him and the accompanying role that his beloved family have thankfully playedin helping to make all this possible. Stanley Collymore


In Virtuous Praise Of German Women! By Stanley Collymore Physically beautiful, exceedingly intelligent and discerninglyclever with it too, you are the authentic epitome of whatgraceful femininity and appealing womanhood wereoriginally intended to be and veritably and quiteabsolutely are themselves actually all about.Yet notwithstanding these outstandinglyimpressive qualities rather than youtaking to boastfully shouting outthe odds about them as other and considerably lessendowed females who in reality have little eitherto be conceitedly proud of and much less so beoverbearingly full of themselves about; you,meanwhile, exquisitely demure, inwardlyconstant, emotionally and contentedlyassured in terms of yourselves andalso what you've practically andpositively been doing in yourdaily dealings with others including foreignersalien to your way of living have neverthelessin this ongoing and civilized process thatyou've so elegantly and competentlymastered with the skilled maturityno less that you view the worldgenerally while painstakinglycarrying on constructivelywith what you have soconsciously and quitepurposefully settledfor and afterwardsembarked upon. And all this conjoined with your conspicuously unpretentiousand proverbially cool as a cucumber manner towards andobservations on life that aren't only a discernible creditto the deservedly proud Germanic nation to whichyou intrinsically belong but also aptly showcasethe marvellous, truly amazing, as well as the


unrestricted and continuous procession ofpeerless and accordingly incomparableGerman women who're robust in their vivacity, pleasurablyspirited in matters of romance, enormously sophisticatedsexually and bewitchingly furnished with the inbuiltand explosive capability to initially prudently butthereafter when absolutely sure in their mindtempestuously and unconditionally love,and in doing so permit themselves to be totally lovedin return. In more poignant words the unmistakableand unparalleled elucidation of these supremelyperfect and so characteristically exhilaratingGerman women; and how very fortunatefor me in my specific circumstances tothen find that I was, to say the least,resplendently invigoratingly andreciprocally amazing in termsof my good fortune as well,intensely and completelyrather delightfully andpermanently in lovewith one of them! © Stanley V. Collymore17 December 2015. Author's Remarks:For all of age German females generally but most specifically the exceedinglycharming, loving and truly memorable German ladies who at one time or anotherfeatured prominently in my life. My deepest, enduring and sincerest thanks toyou all wherever you now are. Interestingly, why live an ordinary life when youcould lead an extraordinary one? And it's a certainty you incomparable andbeautiful German females already know how to do the latter! Stanley Collymore


Indubitably A Very Impressive Woman! By Stanley Collymore The true essence of a worthy life is the ability: natural oracquired, coupled with the common sense necessaryto astutely discern the difference between and thento differentiate what constitutes constructive andacceptable behaviour and what doesn't; but inreality in the case of the latter is manifestlynothing more than obvious stupidity. Andhaving recognized the fundamental elements of boththese concepts to then be skilled at positively anddiligently embarking on furthering the formerwhile simultaneously doing one's very bestto neuter and, in due course, eradicate thelatter. And observantly, and perceptiblywithout exaggeration, it is strikinglyapparent that you're undoubtedlyphysiologically and specificallypsychologically too definitelywell resourced with a quiteastute discernment that'simpartially epitomized as always, not onlyin your unquestionably very responsibleposition as an established librarian butsimilarly and most gratifyingly too,as a charmingly attractive and astrikingly, intelligent womanas well as an extraordinaryprincipled, human being. © Stanley V. Collymore7 January 2017. Author's Remarks:I don't subscribe to, nor will I ever do so, to the spurious and in my opinionasinine argument, or more fittingly what shambolically passes for one, that justbecause we're living in a different century - which begs the obvious question toany intelligent person that is, since when has any century been an exact carbon


copy of the previous ones, so such an idiotic pretence for an argument issignificantly redundant even before it's advocated - that libraries per se and whatfrom the very outset of their conception and subsequent creation they have inthe most principled terms stood for and therefore represent must, simplybecause we're in the 21st Century, be severely neutered or worst still becavalierly and highly irresponsibly in my view mutated into something theycertainly weren't intended to be by their altruistic and far-sighted progenitors,and must therefore be vigorously resisted from universally becoming. And how despondently sad to see these created institutions of enlightenmentdrastically and callously transformed out of all recognition from what they'vepreviously been. A crass and most infuriating attempt by their brainlesseradicators that can best be described in the inane circumstances these peoplehave obviously and thoughtlessly instituted them into increasingly becoming inlarge swathes across Britain as part of a reckless and retrograde situation; akinin description to stupidly and unnecessarily trying to invent the wheel all overagain. Only fools, thorough-bred idiots, the demented illiterate, utterly brainless,insanely and endemically supercilious, the patently intellectually challenged andthe pervasively educationally dumbed-down would and do believe in what's beingvastly, draconically and devastatingly done to the very fabric and constitution ofBritish libraries; since no one who would either consider themselves to be sane,rational or intelligent would ever contemplate let alone embark on or supportsuch an illogical, totally senseless and jobsworth administrative procedure asentailed in destroying traditional British libraries and the time-honoured andreliably tested system that was put in place to supposedly protect them. Stanley Collymore


Insidious Daydreaming By Stanley Collymore I have a name so use it; for it symbolizes who andwhat I am and not the adornment of someonewhom you deem to be and evidently see asnothing more than a superfluous nonentityin your pathetically sick and perversescheme of things based entirelyon gender issues and racism. Like yours my fundamental needs inorder to survive in this life are exactlythe same, but ultimately one dayDeath, the great leveller, willI know dispassionately pullthe plug on my life asit will on yours. What then when this elaborate charade thatyou meticulously contrive to reassuringlyprove to yourself that you’re superior toand consequently better than everyonelike me in every conceivable wayinevitably ends, and unless yourdead body is then cremated itlikewise, like mine, most certainly willpredictably putrefy, stink to high heavens andbecome an instinctive source of sustenancefor hordes of marauding worms that inlife, firmly ensconced as you are inyour delusional world of intentionalunreality, you don’t even botherto sensibly factor into yourstupid equation of what’sworthy and what isn’t! © Stanley V. Collymore27 September 2013.


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Ipso Facto I needed a loan rather quickly and initially didn’tknow where to turn, so in the interim I decidedto rob a bank, as they’ve loads of money toburn. Unfortunately though, I was soonapprehended shopped by an inquisitiveneighbour you see, who accidentallydiscovered what I’d done andexultantly told the police. In courtI willingly pleaded guilty andsincerely apologized for mycrime but even though I’dreturned all the moneythat I stole, the bankstill insisted that Idid jail time. The judge agreed and I got 15 years, adarn sight more than most murderers; and quitehonestly, if you were to ask me, a hell of along time to ponder over the folly of whatI did, namely that rather than robbingbank depositors, in the ham-fistedmanner I had, I should havecurried favour with those inthe City of London andbecome an immunebankster instead! Stanley Collymore


It’s Best This Way By Stanley Collymore Secretly I’ll sleep with you – indulging inthe most intimate act there is between aa woman and a man – but publicly Imust condemn and betray you, forthe race I belong to would neveropenly countenance what I do,knowing that you’re black – a fact,which I must always bear in mindalong with its attendant hostility:something that is quite difficultfor me to take on board oreven deal with properly. So I’ll remain as I am – hypocritical,cowardly and white to the core –knowing that I can continue tolive out my sexual fantasieswith you with impunityand no one but uswill ever know.And it’s onlyright that itstays so! Stanley Collymore


I've No Need Of A Valentine Reminder When In You IAlready Have My Saintly Goddess! By Stanley Collymore Do I love you? Of course I do as I always said I would,unquestionably wanted to and solemnly promised toyou then, and as I still do, that I shall forever carryon loving you. And do you want to know why?Because I really and truthfully do love you!And nothing that I know of or could everconceivably foresee will ever alter thatfact, which for me is a constant andundeviating reminder of and alsoa committed and my enduringreality of how precisely it isthat I actually feel for you.So bearing all that seriously and objectively inmind I don't see why I should permit myselfin any shape or sense to either logically oras a perceived matter of fact willingly orunthinkingly on this annually paradedand vastly commercially conceivedpostulation with its conspicuouslyattendant commercially devisedbandwagon, whose financiallycompensated beneficiariescynically and covetouslyprey on these vulnerableand credulous morons. Themselves irrationally more preoccupied with theephemeral and populous notion of being in loverather than uprightly, studiously and eruditelyconcentrating on and cultivating, as a matterof choice, their own productive conceptionof love which, accordingly, could then begenerously expanded into formulating adistinct and tailored form of love thattransparently meets and fulfils their


own identifiable, individual needs;not the desires of the collectivemasses as is so unashamedlydisseminated. And why it is my dearest Darling thatthere's an enormous world of difference betweenwhat I unalterably feel for you and will forevercarry on doing so, and what these plethora oftoadying and credulous fools, manipulatively,premeditatedly ensnared by the counterfeittrappings of every foisted St. Valentine'sDay thrust on them, and the financiallymotivated superfluities churned out ad nauseumby the carpetbaggers of that trade that overlysupport these monetary intrigues, allowingthemselves to be influenced it's right andhence to routinely do. Quite improper Iwould say for the likes of you and meand why emphatically it's a senselessgame I categorically wouldn't evencontemplate being associated within any possible way far less so inan entire month of Sundays optto play! For love I indomitablyfeel should judiciously neverbe a profit making activity;and won't ever be so forthose who actually likeme rightly believe intaking it seriously! © Stanley V. Collymore28 January 2016. Author's Remarks:As you celebrate either of your own free volition or at the dictates of those with amarked and graspingly manipulative agenda just remember that true love is andhas never been a 'commodity' that can be bought and sold but rather is acombination of personal and other meaningful factors that of their own accord aswell as having purposely been encouraged by those concerned developedbetween two individuals that truly and lovingly cared for each other and to whomall else within that amorous and loyal equation is significantly secondary and


even tertiary! So bearing that in mind do enjoy your St. Valentine's Day, which from myperspective should be personally celebrated everyday, and strange as it mightseem often is by those who genuinely care for each other; and not simplyconsigned to just one day in the year that's publicly designated by those whoseonly purpose is to make money out of it and your supposed affections for someother person. Stanley Collymore


Jeremy Corbyn – Britain’s Intrepid And TimelyMessiah! By Stanley Collymore A man of steadfast principles and motivationally the highestintegrity is Jeremy Corbyn if not exactly characteristicallyand discernibly so of the vast majority of people he’sbeen altruistically forced through unwarrantablecircumstances, lamentably, grotesquely andintentionally prescribed and engineeredby the powers that be: our currentlyZionist-Nazi-Tory authorities and their closet alliesthe treacherously fawning, feckless and corrupthierarchy of the “Labtory” usurpers and theirminion-kind who’ve fraudulently andinjuriously embedded themselveswithin what used to be atraditional and real Labour Party, to stepin, evaluate and help to reconstitutean infinitely better and muchneeded national politicaland social situation. One that intelligent and conscionable folk are patentlyaware would incalculably, suitably and exemplarilybe commensurate with the genuine needs andaspirations of ordinary working people andtheir representative trade unions, whilevigorously expurgating the callouslypredatory and venal demands of the bevyof avaricious MPs, grasping bankstersand the plethora of multinationalcorporations, all powerful and not at all shy inpurposely bleeding the rest of us dry, whilesimultaneously, clandestinely and mostindustriously salting away in Swissnumbered bank accounts andother notorious tax havens globallythe proceeds from their tax evasion and


gratuitous criminality; gratuitous I say,but when seriously and objectivelyexamined is very much par forthe course with them and,unfortunately, rather despicablyand characteristically is verymuch too a salient part oftheir physiologicaland culturalDNA. So it’s high time to courageously grab the proverbial bullby the horns, purposely and sensibly take a long hardlook at our country, and with undivided resolutionboldly entrust the control of the Labour Party,the keys to No.10 Downing Street and theproper governance of our fractured andunequal nation to the one person withthe wherewithal, well thought outand practical responses to whaturgently has to and will skilfully,conscientiously, dependablyand decisively be done byhim managing at thehelm, the peerlessJeremy Corbyn! © Stanley V. Collymore18 July 2015. Author’s comments:They crucified Jesus Christ too, don’t forget; the sanctimonious Pharisees andestablishment political elite together with their staunch allies in publicmalfeasance, the clique of eponymous temple money changers, the equivalentthen of today’s City of London, Wall Street, IMF, Frankfurt bankers, corruptpoliticians and their financial puppet masters the multinational corporations.Principally and directly responsible through their immense financial power andpolitical influence for either effectively buying or economically compromisingcrucial elements within the local population that on being recruited by theirsinister paymasters with their vested interest agendas very much intact andresolutely committed to retaining and reinforcing the status quo, were then


cynically and manipulatively used through a superfluity of artifices, intrigues,deliberate misrepresentations, falsification of facts, untruths and knowinglydownright lies and malicious propaganda, to name just a few of theseconspiratorial devices, to intentionally and concertedly create a divisiveenvironment of uncertainty, fear, mistrust, distrust, antipathy and even outrighthatred within the wider community itself and at large by those hired anddelegated to do so, and with the sole beneficiaries from this deliberatelyengineered, highly disruptive, utterly misleading and societal insurgency beingthe said progenitors of this same unwarrantable insurgency. We know what happened to Jesus Christ who was subsequently proved to beabsolutely right about everything he openly said, stood for and ethicallyrepresented; and demonstrably in excess of two millennia years after the publiclynching he distressingly endured and itself quite visibly characterized by hissadistic crucifixion and ignominious death, has notably inspired countlessgenerations of people globally to fully embrace and earnestly endeavour to livetheir own lives accordingly as he did. Now I don’t expect the purblind idiots and obtuse morons at the Daily Telegraph,their equally evil co-conspiratorial and sleazily decadent counterparts among theBritish Establishment, Zionist-Tory-Nazis, “Labtories”, self-serving snouts in thetroughs MPs; their string pulling and diligent puppet masters among the coterieof crooked bankers and the domineeringly influential multinational corporationsor their fellow travellers among the multitude of manipulatively conned andcynically exploited Useful Idiots at large in our population to openly, anyway,plan and orchestrate the assassination of Jeremy Corbyn much as they wouldlove to, since he’s steadfastly and transparently anathema to everything theystand for or are cruelly duped into believing that they do. So what we have instead is them lyingly, pretentiously and downright dishonestlypretending that they’re acting in the best interests of Britain and its people –interpret that to mean their own abhorrent self-interests – while aggressivelydoing everything in their power to maliciously orchestrate a national campaign ofcalumny against Jeremy Corbyn, that from the core of their utterly sick andtwisted minds endeavours to paint him not only in the worst possible light thatthey can but also and absolutely ridiculously from any factual perspective thatone can sensibly envisage and ironically so in that skewed process of theirs aswell, since they’re the ones who’re the real threat to and the entrenched enemiesof an authentically democratic UK - as a major existential treat to Britain andeveryone who resides in it. Believe that load of crap at your peril!


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Just Do What I'm Told And Don't Even Ask Why? By Stanley Collymore Please can you do yourself and I while you're at ita great big favour and stop persistently witheringon about love; something that quite evidentlyyou know absolutely nothing about? And Isay this not just because of your markedobsession with the subject that's quiteperverse to say the least but also theunambiguous evidence pertainingto the fiction about love you areassiduously carrying in yourhead and is manifestly affecting your braincan't seriously be categorized much lessso be sensibly recognized or acceptedas representing ordinary behaviourby anyone who's realistically andcertainly responsibly sane, andaccordingly is very much tothe contrary very likely ifnot to completely thenat least significantlydrive that personutterly insane. For the views that you hold on love are totallyInane, since you can not in any understooddemocratically regarded society lawfullyor compulsorily force people to eitherbe or else automatically fall in loveat some other person's whim andif they don't enthusiastically oblige, as they'resubmissively required to do, publicly coerceand shame them into doing so, and if thatfails to productively work then legallyand financially segregate them fromnormal society in the furtheranceof some harebrained pursuit toform the kind of ill-defined


homogenous, thoroughlydim-witted and stupidthoughtless societywhich you clearlydesire to see foreveryone of usrespectively. © Stanley V. Collymore6 January 2017. Author's Remarks:We haven't exactly reached the stage in Britain where every aspect of ourindividual private and professional lives, if in the latter instance we're fortunateto have one, are minutely examined, charted, recorded and itemized but in truthwe're not very far off from that profoundly bizarre and scary Orwellian realizationand its accompanying disconcerting nightmare, as those who at the behest ofothers but for all that still quite delusionally actually convince themselves that it'sreally them who are in charge of Britain and thus the ones running the show dotheir very best to ensure that such an autocratic situation does eventuallyhappen. But while many of you might brainlessly and unthinkingly see nothing wrong withbeing a convenient zombie to be deployed and utilized at will for the sheerconvenience of your much adored and so-called social betters, it's not aprescription that I'll either favour or have any wish whatsoever to be associatedwith. And while this poem of mine is in essence a fictional work of art andadditionally a somewhat tongue in the cheek castigation of what's going on inBritain and a conspicuous denunciation of the morons who run our country, thesentiments encapsulated in it are nevertheless very earnest indeed and seriouslyheld by me. Stanley Collymore


Keep On Coming! By Stanley Collymore Most of you weren’t born in Blighty and your ancestral home,of course, isn’t Britain or even England it’s true; but all thesame most of what has for centuries and unchanginglyis still rather self-servingly, hubristically and in themost egocentrically privileged fashion hoardedin and across the United Kingdom actuallyand lawfully belongs to you. Everythingfrom literally millions of your indigenous countriesnational artefacts, prized and priceless jewellery:the Nubian Diamond forged in and dating back tothe days of antiquity is just one of them – mostbarbarically and avariciously purloined byBritain for its own deceitful and grotesquelymisleading “cultural” glorification, andexpressly in the Nubian Diamond’scase and ever since its savageand ongoing thievery arrogantly,quite ludicrously and mostdeceptively gracing thealleged British CrownJewels collectionof unmistakablyembezzledproperty. Then there is the multiplicity of human remains belongingto proud, defiant and brave African patriots who wereslaughtered for daring to defend their countriesfrom exploitation and being stolen by gangsof marauding white Caucasian cut-throatsthat murderously not only refused these people aftertheir demise a decent burial by their compatriotsbut instead, and even now dead, malignlydecapitated them; then cockily usingtheir severed heads and othergarnered body parts comfortably donated thesegruesome trophies to numerous British museums as


these white colonial barbarians conceitedly, andto any intelligent mind, in their indisputablyvulgar acts of barbarism, generouslycongratulated themselves onwhat they most certainlyperceived as quite splendid acts of theirtypically and conclusively British“civilized” altruism, exemplifying for thesepatently sick minds supposed actions oftheir macho bravery and audaciousBritish soldiering; but in realitywere characteristically themanifestly disgusting anddastardly barbaric deeds ofBritish transgressions butby no means exclusiveactions on their partthat routinely werealso carried outby other whiteEuropeans! Now unsurprisingly these barbaric white exploitersnot in the least dissimilar from their obsessivelyexploitative and characteristically savageancestors and in effect discerniblydoing precisely the same things in the 21st Century,although concertedly fine-tuned to their specificnecessities, don’t want you their milch cowbenefactors anywhere near, far less soliving in what unquestionably andessentially most ironically aretheir thoroughly mortgagedup to the very hilt – anda solitary guess as toexactly whom; yesyou of course –“developed”countries. Stay where you are at home in your own countriesand leave us Europeans alone they vociferously,


vindictively and vitriolically yell at you, orelse in the most uncompromising andhateful terms demand that youclear off back to where youcame from if perchance you either make it toor with determined persistence do manageto succeed in breaching their fortifiedborders. Actions on your part asfleeing refugees from the constantatrocities gratuitously inflicted on you and yourGlobal South countries by them aren’t in anyway within their callous hearts or twistedimagination considered either to betheir direct responsibility or bythem deemed worthy to beseen as, let alone right-mindedly acceptedas authenticallyhumanitarian. And least of all so by the nerdish and utterly self-servingadministration of David Cameron that was, of course,“democratically” elected as both itself and its ToryNazi political camp followers perceive – despitethat support being a paltry 24% of those whowere eligible to vote; and who similar totheir like-minded mainland Europeancounterparts with their unmistakably and whollyat heart natural resources avariciously-greedy,fixatedly imperialist, endemically Nazi-colonialist and Yiddish-Zionist, bothinspired and controlled, agendasvigorously in tow, fervently,even if somewhat unconvincingly so,vowed to themselves that they’ll puta permanent end to this free forall exploitative immigrationsystem that had gottendisgracefully andentirely outof hand.


Doing that against the backdrop of theircollaborative, frenetically orchestratedand noticeably maniacally racist andclearly xenophobic vituperation,to unreservedly pull up, theyassuredly guaranteed, thedrawbridges of Fortress Europe, chuck out thoseof you who were already, undeservingly andundesirably here they further declaredand most emphatically at any cost,as something that they as loyalEuropeans and supporters of a preferablyall-white Europe hold quite dear andwould most certainly love to see,stop the rest of you swarminghordes of scrounging GlobalSoutherners from ratherdeceitfully and quiteillegally getting in! Well let them! For who seriously cares anymorewhat these feral white Caucasian beasts get upto, since the very worst that they can do iskill you, which is already somethingthat habitually in the past they’vedone and currently in yet another century quiteremorselessly and wholly unconscionablythink nothing of carrying on doing inyour own countries; and with thatin mind infinitely better for you to consciously choosethe manner, place and time of your perspective death,should it come to that, rather than meekly allowingyour enemies to do that for you. And what betterway than through the sheer force of numbersof you - in your scores of thousands or evenmillions – to compel your Europeanand British adversaries to jettison theirbloody-minded obduracy to you bothliving in peace and constructivelyamong them as they didn’t withyou; for on your part you’rethoroughly sick at heart of


their intractable doublestandards and blatantacts of hypocrisy. Or else force them to resort in their instinctive, wellknown and deep-rooted barbarity to start fillingup their existing graveyards and cemeteriesacross England and mainland Europewith your dead bodies or simplygenerate more of them to generously accommodateyou, as they were totally capable of in the pastand are still willing as Machiavellian pastmasters and dab hands at murderously doingin your Global South countries, if they must;for enough is enough and put simply youwill not in the present circumstanceseither countenance the thought ofnor actually debase the innatetrust of your individual andcollective consciencesthrough any fear ofdeath and stopcoming! That basically then is the thrust of your emphaticmessage as it’s sensibly, naturally and logicallyunderstood by those of us who care anyway,and must remain so in the striking anddistinctive absence of the genuineeasing and ultimate eradicationof the repeated exploitationof your people, your countries and attendant withthat the infernal and repetitive wars disdainfullycarried out there to continuously embezzleyour natural resources. It’s not fair! Thusgiving rise, and rather justifiably so too,to the collective and heartfelt chorusemerging from you as you fleefor your lives from the accursed and whiteCaucasian premeditated and sadisticallyarranged mess of randomly droppedRAF, French and NATO bombs


on your homes, yourselvesand families; to Europeand most preferablyEngland then andby any meanslikely orbust! And as someone whose treasured ancestralroots are undeniably and quite proudlyburied deeply in the Global Southdo permit me to say openly,unreservedly, honestlyand profoundly unapologetically too that formy part you have my committed andfullest empathy with your causeas well as my wholeheartedsupport for what you’remost courageouslyand with absolute integrity doing.So in the languages of those Europeancountries that have primarily in the past andinveterately still in the 21st Century carryon abusing you, I say to you on youractual or confidently anticipatedarrival in Europe: Welcome;Willkommen; Bienvenue;Benvenuto; Welkom;Bem-Vindo;Vaelkommen;Velkommen;Failte; acCroeso! © Stanley V. Collymore24 August 2015. Author’s Comments:That Scottish one-eyed git, infernally callous Iraqi mass murderer andconsummately incompetent former UK Prime Minister Gordon Brown in Africa ofall places infamously and proudly boasted that the twin scourges of the centuries


long Transatlantic Slave Trade which immediately after the abolition of thatheinous human obscenity was imperiously, arbitrarily and markedly unilaterallyreplaced by the introduction and wholesale implementation of the equallynefarious and barbaric but similarly immensely profitable for Britain and itsEuropean counterparts in manifold crimes against humanity, and bothindividually and jointly were similarly largely responsible for these monstrouslynefarious and calamitous atrocities in the first place were - from the perspectiveof this purblind Scottish pillock, and in my unapologetic and intensely honestopinion coupled with the unmistakably dangerous era of the lone wolf assassinwhich his and other like-minded odious Zionist Nazi-policies distinctly gave rise towould be much better off dead – indubitably the very best things to havehappened he claims to the continent of Africa. An ardent, wholly demented Zionist and naturally the staunch supporter ofZionist-apartheid Israel that Gordon Brown is you’d never hear emerging fromthe lips of this pathetic clown, a most cast iron guarantee that is, who has alsovituperatively and rather ignorantly condemned as recently as this month,August 2015, the equally important and significantly successful Second BolivarianRevolution in Venezuela, when he had a cheap shot at Jeremy Corbyn, thatmassively transformed the lives of millions of exceedingly poor, largely Black andindigenous South Americans as well as millions more of plain ordinaryVenezuelan citizens previously and severely disadvantaged under the jackboot offascist white Caucasian oligarchs and their ever toadying Mestizos slime ballswho jointly gave their loyalty and the stolen resources not only of Venezuela butother countries across the entire length and breadth of Latin America toimperialist entities like the United States, Britain and Canada as well as their ex-colonial masters like Spain and Portugal without a solitary concern for the welfareof their own less well-off fellow citizens at home – any condemnation whatsoeverin relation to the massive, ongoing and distinctly unwarranted compensationpayouts to his Zionist and Yiddish brethren,70 plus years after the end of WorldWar II. Payments exclusively made to the “chosen” few, you know exactly who Imean, but not a solitary Euro expended on the Gypsies or the other much moredeserving victims of Europe’s holocaust. This notwithstanding the glaring and completely indefensible fact that theseYiddish pals of Gordon Brown and his like-minded ilk in Britain are with similarfrenzied, Stockholm Syndrome disease sadistically carrying out their own Nazitype ethnic cleansing and horrendous acts of genocide against the Palestinians,and conveniently overlooked as well as frivolously excused by Gordon Brown andhis kind, whose homeland these Yiddish and dubious specimens of mankind havebrutally appropriated for the project of a Greater Israel that’s not in the leastdissimilar from that of the Nazis’ “Ein Gross-Deutschland! ”


Crucially in all of this both sets of my grandparents as I’ve mentioned in previousarticles and with whom I’ve always had a continuous and very close bondingrelationship since they were also some of my best role models knew their owngrandparents with whom they had an identical relationship; however theirgrandparents were involuntarily born into Caribbean Slavery in Barbados andfrom whom they gathered first hand what the everyday existence of being aslave was all about not only for themselves but others who were also abused andtreated as “chattel” effectively the property of whatever white man or womanthat “owned” them. Likewise my great grandparents, grandparents and my ownparents, every one of them born in Barbados, personally grew up under thejackboot of British colonialism. So from people who knew first hand or else hadthat information delivered to them first hand know well, as do I since theyacquainted me and my siblings of the relevant and horrendous reality of life forBlack people under slavery and colonialism. However none of this didn’t stop these Black Caribbeans including my parentsand other relatives from voluntarily and speedily coming to the assistance ofBritain when its back was up against the wall against the same kind of Nazismand fascism that we’re currently seeing in Britain and also resurging across theEuropean mainland. The very same can be said for the Africans generally who intheir scores of thousands did the same; and could very easily have done whatthe Irish did and sided with the Third Reich, prompting Winston Churchill toseriously consider declaring war on I my maternal Grandmother has routinelyjoked with me and despite her humour there was a noticeable seriousness inwhat she said. Namely that the current breed of white British should go down onbended knees and thank whoever it was that made them, as it most certainlywasn’t the God Lord she cleverly held forth, that their brutal ancestors created anempire all those centuries ago, for if they hadn’t today’s breed of British whiteCaucasians for the most part wouldn’t have either the intellect or the capabilityto invade and colonize the Isle of Wight if it wasn’t already a part of Britain letalone fashion an empire anywhere else across the globe. And in that specificregard Gran was spot on as she was in everything else. In wrapping up what for me is this tiresome piece since it’s characteristically acase with the vast majority of Brits of the albino kind of casting pearls beforeswine, both figuratively and literally. So I’ll close with a correspondence from LAAdusei from London who astutely writes on the refugee crisis: “We all knowpoverty is a major factor in the ongoing migrant crisis at Calais. We also knowthat much of the poverty in Africa is caused by odious debts, unfair tradepractices and, importantly, Africa’s assets stolen by its elites in cahoots withEurope’s establishment. These looted African assets sit in Europe and other safe


havens controlled by European countries. Any agreement we sign with Franceregarding the repatriation of migrants that does not address the question ofending poverty by cancelling the odious debts, repatriating Africa’s looted assets,and ending Europe’s unfair trade practices with Africa is doomed to fail.” To that I would add for the benefit of racist and imperialist morons like GordonBrown, stop your warmongering in the Global South and also permanently desistfrom your fanciful notions of how beneficial slavery and colonialism were to mypeople; for if anyone ever dared to say that Europe’s holocaust was the bestthing that ever happened to your Yiddish Zionist chums: they after all have astolen state, nuclear weapons, are the tail wagging the dogs of the US, Englandand the rest of the EU and additionally relative to Europe’s holocaust makebillions of Pounds in blackmailing people not even born then and the list goes on– assholes like you would be up in arms; but when it comes to us Niggers whythe hell should you care even if most of what you have actually belongs to us? Stanley Collymore


Keine Andere In Dieser Welt, Aber Sie Fuer Mich! By Stanley Collymore Ich liebe Dich sehr mein Liebchen! And what’s morehave always done; as you’re a darling Sweetheartand, for me, will always be the one I’ll cherishthroughout the rest of my life and, moreover,want you to definitely know it’s myunalterable intention to makeyou my loving wife. That’s provided, of course,you were disposed to have me as I earnestlyhope you will. For with you around meyou constantly, inescapably, assuredly andromantically instil that glorious and enthrallingfeeling that unquestionably quite delightfully,thoroughly and inspirationally convincesme - as anything is ever likely to, justhow emphatically, decisively andbesottedly, as it happens, I’mprofoundly and ardentlyin love with you! © Stanley V. Collymore2 October 2015. Author’s Comments:Dieses Gedicht ist in Erinnerung an alle die wirklich bemerkenswert undinspirative hervoragend, liebevoll und unglaublich romantisch deutschen Damen,die im Laufe der Jahre haben solche wunderbare Freude und fantastischesVergnuegen in mein Leben gebracht; aber unter ihnen alle meine Prinzessin Siesind definitiv die Special One! This poem is in memory of all the truly remarkable and inspirationallyoutstanding, loving and incredibly romantic German ladies who over the yearshave brought such wondrous delight and fantastic pleasure into my life; butamong them all my Princess you’re definitively the Special One! Stanley Collymore


Kenneth G. Doughlin You were much more than my English Master for youwere also my Sunday School Teacher, inspirationalmentor, and as I grew into adulthood a close andtrusted friend just like you were to my parents andgrandparents before me, and subsequently my siblingsand numerous others too whose minds and personalcharacters you skilfully crafted, enabling us allto effortlessly become productive and, inseveral cases as well, extraordinarilytalented women and men. Now regrettably, as is the known inevitability of life,you’ve passed on and sadly from our human perspectiveyou’re no longer physically here with us. But even so wedon’t regard this mortal exit from our lives as a case of youhaving died and that’s the end of it; not one bit! For inour hearts, minds, souls and our entire being on each andevery waking day of every year and long after we ourselveswho personally knew and loved you are also no longer around,you’ll still enduringly live on; a touching and iconic symbolof meritorious expectations as well as a perpetual sourceof remarkable inspiration to thousands throughoutthe Barbadian Diaspora, and similarly too togenerations of Bajans as yet unborn. For human though you were like the rest of us, you were nonethe less significantly blessed with exemplary qualities whichwe all readily understood, greatly admired, keenly soughtto emulate as best we could and, in turn, assiduouslyendeavoured, and still do, to pass on to those itbecame our responsibility to teach – our engaging andpersonal outreach to the consummate Master of Simplicitywho bestrides like a Colossus the world of mortal manand whose splendid achievements and impressivelegacy, underscored by the passage of time andcherished memories, will I know fruitfullyand fittingly live on for all eternity. © Stanley V. Collymore


24 March 2013. Stanley Collymore


Knowing And Respecting My Own Mind! By Stanley Collymore Here you are professing to love me yet at the same time, andknowing precisely how I feel, trying so hard to convinceme that there's no rational point in my safeguardingmy virginity prior to my chances of matrimony,especially in this world in which we're bothcurrently living and where morality, yousay, is now passé having had its day,and consequently, is completelydeficient of all real meaningor any chance of integrity.And therefore it's utterly pointless, you likewiseresolutely contend, my vainly trying to stemand even unrewardingly pretend I can rollback the passage of time for no honestlyuseful end it would seem to you, to adark era where through a societallyrecommended mixture of sociallymanufactured ignorance and aknowingly coercive as wellas an inconsiderately andpredictably adhered toconduct of protecting,or rather more fittingly using one's femalechastity as a prized bargaining chip tostrategically advance one's likelymarital prospects or personalstatus, and concomitantlyprocure an appreciatedinclination in societyand life generallydid truly matter. But now, realistically and thankfully so you avidlydeclare, not any more. For things have changedradically since those antiquated times andquite beneficially, you add exultantly.And that enterprise, and with it the


extremely ingrained notion of awoman obligated to evidentlyweaponised her distinctivesexuality for communityadvancement togetherwith the anticipatedaccruement of personalbenefits to buttress her financial securitywithin the confines of matrimony areno longer, you state emphatically,a necessity in the 21st Century. Personally, that's obviously your firm opinion lover-boyand quite possibly is one that will both impress andsway other women, I promptly concede, to thinkand behave as you suggest, but alas, for you,I am not one of them! And communicatingit brusquely and equally unambiguouslyI'm already entirely aware of and forsome time now quite determinedlyrebuffed the identical argumentsthat you're now so vigorouslyproselytizing. So if you don't mind my saying so,how I deal with and either choose to utilize ornot to accordingly. my individual sexualityis frankly my own darn business and notyours or that of anyone else; and withthat, from my own true perspectiveand, furthermore, indisputably inmind, is certainly a matter thatI most categorically consideris entirely, and for all time,unquestionably up to me. © Stanley V. Collymore11 September 2017. Author's Remarks:Ever since Adam convinced Eve that it was she who persuaded him, and nothimself in an act of his volition, to afford himself the fortuitous opportunity tofulsomely avail himself of her scrumptious apple and pleasurably by doing so


individually awoke the dormant sexual passion within both of them thatsubsequently in physical terms thoroughly satisfied their heterosexualrequirements, and from a religious perspective gave rise we're biblically informedto humanity, subsequent generations of human beings have consistently beendebating and even vehemently arguing about whose role it actually is to initiatesexual adventures between males and females as well as the modus operandithey should appropriately employ to do so. A consensus on which neither side to-date, it seems, is willingly prepared to universally compromise on this issue, andso this contentious debate with all its various disagreements and argumentsrumble on. Well, not everywhere I'm pleased to say. For in my ancestral homeland ofBarbados a rather pragmatic approach has sensibly, intelligently, compatibly andeffectively in the interests of all concerned maturely been adopted. And it's alongthese practical lines: That a man chases a woman until at the right time of herown choosing she decisively decides to catch him. That way both participants inthis love game can truthfully say that the invariably successful end result of thisjoint adventure of theirs is doubtlessly one in which their individual contributionscan't honestly be decried or underrated; and therefore there's no need on thepart of either of them to get embroiled in mutual antagonisms or unwarrantedcastigations. Thus guaranteeing for them, and as best as any human being can, apermanent window of pleasurable opportunity for those who're willing toparticipate with composure and amorous determination in their joint sexualadventure. Stanley Collymore


Lasting Effects The true reasons for our actionsare often unclear even in themost thoughtful minds –the repercussions ofthem, however,often last avery longtime. Stanley Collymore


Les Victimes Du Racisme, Mais Nous Avons Tous DeuxSurvécu! Par Stanley Collymore Votre naissance n'a pas été prévu, mais tout de même votrela création a été façonné par l'amour et pluscertainement de la part de votre père dont le cœura été rompu lorsque, par la bigoterie etle racisme lui a refusé l'accès à vouset jamais permis dignement lapossibilité d'assumer loinmoins jouer le rôle de papaque les deux biologiquementet était moralement sondroit d'être. Cinquante ans plus tard vous êtes un parentdans votre propredroit et de savoir clairement ce qu'ilest comme àdonner naissance, avoir une familleaimante devotre propre par quelqu'un qui vousaimer, fermement dans la connaissanceque personne ne pouvait avoir oséfaire pour leur père, depuisvous auriez jamaislaissez-les, ce que votreles grands-parents de sortecyniquement fait ence qui concernede votrepapa. © Stanley V. Collymore25 Janvier 2014. Déclaration de l'auteur:Joyeux anniversaire Wendy Louise! D'abord publié il ya deux ans le 25 Janvier2014 pour honorer et célébrer votre 50e anniversaire ce poème est toujours unrappel poignant que vous êtes toujours pensé beaucoup et sera toujours! Stanley Collymore


Let It Be! Don’t ask me to say or express in any way somethingthat I don’t feel or want to be a part of howevermuch that might alleviate the need on yourpart to have me do so. For I can only actin accordance to how my consciencedictates and, regrettably, this isnot a situation where I canignore it and accede toyour wishes; andfurthermore Idon’t reallywant to. © Stanley V. Collymore24 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Let’s Keep Things In Perspective Don’t overdo it when you say you loveme, as I don’t want a performanceof any kind; instead, let youractions serve as your mouthpiece,for that’s the language I understand farbetter than any number of fancy wordswhich say nothing and mean evenless in actuality, because whenlooked at carefully they’reso absolutely absurd. © Stanley V. Collymore12 July 2001. Stanley Collymore


Let's Give It A Go. It Could Very Well Be The MakingOf Us! By Stanley Collymore Come on; you must deep inside know perfectly well whatI really want from you! For contrary to your distancedstance towards me and what you may even publiclythink, it's you: the individual who I've come tolove, respect and would very much like toshare the rest of my life with - if you'llhave me that is - that's uppermost in my mind. Therefore,it isn't just your body that I'm after - as you obviously,erroneously and, dare I say, suspiciously suspectme of - although to be quite honest with youit's neither fair on me, nor would I be atall inclined to consider it as such foreither of us to hastily or totallyrule out that aspect of anypersonal relationshipbetween us and thatappears to betroublingyou. So what do you say then to you and me gettingtogether, real personal-like, to physically explore,mutually coordinate and satisfyingly cementthat promising possibility? I know thatI'd dearly love for that to happen, andthus be granted the opportunity byyou to initiate without any fusswhat I can guarantee youwill be a most excitingand an unreservedlypleasurable andunforgettableexperiencefor bothof us! © Stanley V. Collymore


15 June 2014. Observation:One should never conscionably beg for love or anything remotely associated withit, since to do so is quite demeaning. The same principle, I believe, should alsoapply to unbridled lust irrespective of how eager that one is to have that specificneed urgently satisfied or is inclined to believe that their physical needs must bemet. Using flattery though, no matter how honestly or disingenuously it isapplied, is well within the rules of the mating game however. Stanley Collymore


Lip Service A genuine apology for an injustice which one hascaused and whose disastrous consequences forthe person wronged the wrongdoer fullyunderstands and seriously wants tomake full amends for is a highly commendablething, but apologizing merely for lip servicewith no real intention of actually acceptingthe harm that one has done and becausethe wronged person isn’t of the samemindset as the perpetrator andtherefore such behaviour is totallyalien to that person’s character isno apology worth its salt, andshould not only be roundlydismissed by the victiminvolved but also underno circumstanceat all ever beaccepted. © Stanley V. Collymore6 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Lisa Martin, Whistleblower And Femme Extraordinaire! You are the conscience of the nation; someoneinstinctively imbued with a committed senseof duty not only to the well-being of yourfellow citizens but also to the intrinsicprinciples which undeniably characterizeand shape the fundamental structuresof what genuinely constitutes andsuccessfully sustains a trulyvibrant and civilizedsociety. In other words what’s evidently and unquestionablyright and must therefore be wholeheartedlyencouraged, enthusiastically fostered,vigorously reinforced and fully embraced for theoverall benefit of us all and the good of ourselves,to be pitted unrelentingly and unashamedly atall times against acts of wrongdoing and thewrongdoers themselves that perpetratethese perverse and societal ills withtheir intractable tendencies toseriously undermine the essential cohesion and, ifallowed to, even blight the very fabric of ourrespective societies and communities,and who should be on our constantwatch list to confront andexpose for what theyactually are. And you Lisa Martin have admirably demonstrated theauthentic characteristics and moral fibre of what beinga genuinely concerned, self-effacingly courageous,altruistic, unmistakably conscionable andthankfully for everyone of us whofully recognize, respect and share your laudable goalsin life, the unquestionably remarkable humanbeing that you are, who must unreservedlybe saluted not only for your worthyendeavours but equally as well


and crucially too for beingwho and what you are, and importantly also notin anyway being apologetic for any of that.While for my part I unhesitatingly takethis opportunity tell you so, to thankyou, and unequivocally and alsounreservedly commend youfor what you bravely butlikewise honestly did! Stanley Collymore


Living With Diabetes The Silent But Implacable Killer By Stanley Collymore It's depressingly cold, densely foggy and absolutely freezing andmy feet are literally killing me with pain and furthermore arevirtually driving me insane. Nothing to do with the weatherwhat's going on actually, since like the rest of my body Imade quite sure before leaving home this morning thatthey were properly taken care of and unquestionablycosy and warm in the comfortable shoes that I'mwearing. So what's the problem then I hear youquestioning and why am I really complaining?Quite relevant, I freely admit, the questionthat you're asking; but it's medical withme you see as in actuality I'm a long-standing sufferer of Type 2 diabetes. Yes my conscientious and very much on the ball doctorhas from the outset prescribed me with all the requisitemedication I need and which I routinely take for myestablished medical condition, while additionally,as determined by the extremely charming andmethodically professionally knowledgeableGP practice, diabetic nursing sister who Ioften and confidently see, as guided byher I unwaveringly monitor my blood sugar situationdaily, and furthermore every eight weeks or so mysimilarly adorable and exceedingly professionalpodiatrist in her thoroughgoing and proficientmanner that's so emblematic of her affableand engaging nature diligently attends toany pesky symptoms I might have andneed to be catered for or any residualwork requiring to be done. Even solife's such a bitch that even withthe very best will or intentionsin the world of either myselfor others it nevertheless hasit appears, to periodicallyand perversely embark


on exasperating andinfuriating glitcheslike that which atthe moment I'mexperiencing! © Stanley V. Collymore24 January 2017. Author's Remarks:There is no doubt that diabetes in both its forms: type 2 the more common oneand type 1, and despite the sterling efforts on the part of organizations in Britain,one wishes that the same resolute commitment not only in financial terms butalso in numerous other evidently practicable ways were also invested byconsecutive UK regimes but which manifestly hasn't been the case, but instead isan ongoing and utterly despicable situation that both conscionably and urgentlyneeds to be attended to, and especially when these same regimes not onlydisingenuously imply but also publicly and dishonestly say that there is no moneyavailable to invest in vital counteractive measures like diabetes treatmentcoupled with the eradication of this disease and other illnesses that imperil thehealth, welfare and future prospects of the average British citizen or UK residentbut nevertheless can and do without any scruples or hesitation liberally andwillingly shell out shed-loads of money for useless and empire throwbackimperialistic and colonist adventures that are themselves exacerbated by theobscene and hubristic purchase by the impracticability in their usage of nuclearsystems like Trident, that only wreak consummate misery on millions of innocentcivilians worldwide. That diabetes is significantly triggered and further exacerbated globally bypropagandized and self-serving financial interests foisted on a worldwidecommunity by irresponsible and corrupt multinational corporations and theirassociates involved in crops mutation, the growing of them and their distributionand with all sectors of these lucrative and exploitatively embarked on proceduresexclusively owned and controlled by a small coterie of utterly unconscionable,totally lowlife scum and attendant with that graspingly avaricious multi-billionaires who the more that they fleece the global population financially themore they greedily want, I have no doubt whatsoever in my mind on this and theother calamities that these dubious specimens calling themselves human beingscallously inflict on everyone, it must be said, so long as there's money in it to bemade and garnered in dumper-truck loads for these consummately Zionist-Nazipimps.


For centuries and even millennia global communities and countries have livedhealthy and productive lives in which they grew their crops naturally, fed theanimals on which they relied on in the same way and knew precisely what it wasthat they were ingesting into their stomachs, and as such and especially inthoroughly sensible countries like Barbados - which assiduously and quiteharmoniously with Nature routinely employed and benefited enormously fromthese harmonious procedures - that per population as in Barbados' case has themost centenarians anywhere in the world carry on with their tried and testedsolutions to a happy individual, eating life and happy life. But unfortunately inmany other countries the culture of greed and making a quick buck has asininelyinterceded and thoroughly screwed up many innocent lives as a result. And it'snot only diabetes but also many varieties of cancer that as a consequence ofthese unedifying and totally materialistic measures which are now savagelyplaguing not just a few countries but humanity globally. So why don't you, and especially those of you in Britain, use your loaves and thebrains you're supposedly born with, although I personally doubt that very muchgoing by your overall, rather stupid and manifestly brain-dead behaviour andinstead of hubristically and unthinkingly lending your idiotic weight to the insanepurchase of expensive and useless military toys for the personal aggrandizementand greater financial empowerment of those that own and abusively control themilitary industrial complex aided and assisted by their political lackeys, get a gripon yourselves and do something truly constructive in terms of helping top rid ofnot only in Britain but also the rest of the world of what I honestly believe arecurable diseases? And while you may flatter yourself that neither you nor anyoneclose to you is a suffer of diabetes or any of the malignant cancers, that's finenow; but can you honestly say with certainty what will happen to you or them inthe long-term or even more crucially the imminent future? Stanley Collymore


Long-Awaited Summer You are the long-awaited summer,which I’d always hoped forin my life - blighted forfar too long by theharsh winterof despair! Stanley Collymore


Loudmouth! The classic loudmouth is someone thatgives a private undertaking not todivulge something then goesto great lengths to makesure that it’s publiclyknown; someonevery much likeyou in fact! Stanley Collymore


Love At First Sight Can Be Rather Overrated But ThisOne Isn't! By Stanley Collymore I'm small enough to genuinely care yet big enough toappropriately cope; but neither the intensity nor theimmense nature of the love that I intensely feelfor you is in any way formed on speculation,wishful thinking or the desperation of forlornhope but rather on the solid foundation oftruthfully knowing that I've found in youmy soul mate: someone who I know Ican cherish, esteem, share my confidences withand noticeably ardently and abidingly love.And that's precisely how I want it to beas I'm most confident you do too. Solet's celebrate this fortuitous andprecious meeting between usas we warmly welcome theonset of our new romancewhile jointly essentiallydoing everything thatwe positively can tomake absolutelycertain it hasa fightingchance! © Stanley V. Collymore4 August 2016. Author's Comments:Amidst all the political turmoil and controversies there are in Britain, the death,destruction and mayhem that currently seems to envelop the world andsickeningly so is premeditatedly undertaken, thankfully one thing remainsconstant for all sane people that is, and it's love. And I've no doubt in my mind that when the mass murderers, warmongers,


perpetrators of war crimes and crimes against humanity, the obsessivelyavaricious and the other lowlife scum that both infest and infect this earth thatwe're obliged to share with them have all gone love will still persist as a beaconof sanity for those who are fortunate to remain. And so this poem is for all those who still have faith and confidence in the abilityof love to be the healing balm for the wrongdoing inflicted on humanity by theevil morons who currently seem to control our planet; as well as being a bulwarkagainst even worst atrocities that these loathsome reprobates, if given half achance, would further mete out to the rest of humanity. Stanley Collymore


Loveliness Splendidly Interwoven With NaturalSophistication By Stanley Collymore You are undoubtedly a very erudite and attractive ladywith a charming vivacity and hypnotic personalitythat are markedly impressive and thoroughlyappealing and with all three of these verysubstantive qualities a visual feast tobehold and fulsomely appreciatedregardless of whether they're separately or jointlyevaluated, since to the observant eye they'renevertheless thrillingly and inescapablyharmonized by a natural, absolutelydelectable and quite stimulatingfemininity in which you arerather enchantingly andpleasurably adorned;and for these and other veritablereasons mark you out as thequintessentially beautifuland a correspondinglyand unquestionablyin every feasibleway a genuinecultured andcultivatedwoman! © Stanley V. Collymore5 September 2016. Author's Remarks:It has long ceased to be a source of amazement although it continuously stillremains one of risible amusement to and utter disdain for me that the averageBrit of all races, and in the 21st Century, is incredibly totally incapable ofrecognizing and appreciating what a genuine compliment and one moreoverspecifically given in the most altruistic of circumstances actually is, far less so


how to deal appropriately and effectively with such a compliment when it'srendered. And this is manifestly evident of British women of all age groups andsocial backgrounds and particularly so if that compliment emanates from a man. Hardly surprising I must confess in view of the distinctly confused, bewilderingand aberrant "gender" classifications now prevalent in the UK andwhich have for some considerable time now been officially, arbitrarily,concertedly, quite idiotically but predictably self-servingly - considering theplethora of Dykes, Queers, Paedophiles and other lowlife political and othersexual deviants with power and influence within the United Kingdom who'redriving this particular and sickening agenda of theirs - propagandistically andloathsomely foisted on what I still regard, and will continuously carry on doingso, as the two distinct sexes created by the Almighty God or Nature if you soprefer and are a convinced atheist! And in predictably run and Reality TV "celebrity" fashion emulated,poorly informed, short attention span and unthinking for themselves generalpublic comprising sick societies and countries like Britain - and what's more bothasininely and thoroughly proud of their endemic stupidity - where guile, deceit,vile hypocrisy, tangible dishonesty extraordinaire, rampant double standards,glaringly mindboggling propagandistic puerilities that would instantaneously andcontemptuously be dismissively eschewed by any seven year old child from atruly civilized country like Germany, and many other such calamities besides arenow deeply ingrained in and laid bare across the ubiquitous British landscape -politically, socially and economically - and furthermore are then ludicrouslyand/or fraudulently passed off as appealing and even worthy characteristics,which in reality they most certainly aren't! And consequently to all intelligent anddiscerning individuals fully aware of this British and most especially Englishmalady it comes as no surprise then that in Britain there's no welcome of anykind let alone any room for virtuous actions like well-meaningly paying genuineand unprompted compliments. So in that respect I resolutely desist from doing so, outside of the exceptions I'veearlier given that is, when it comes to persons within Britain; for to stupidlydepart from that judiciously self-imposed restriction and without giving it seriousconsideration would be tantamount in my opinion to the Biblical injunction of notcasting pearls before swine. In Germany I have no such constraints on myselfnor have I ever had any, equally none have ever been put on me as Germans:males and females alike and of all age groups don't need to be told what acompliment is as it's instinctively ingrained in them, nor for that matter do theyrequire any instructions on how to graciously respond to one when it's giveneven when the person giving the compliment is a stranger; so I've no problem


complimenting either or both of the two sexes in Germany or writing poemsinspired by them which I then either hand to them or electronically transmit tothem after we've voluntarily exchanged personal details. As in those instances the poems are elaborately configured with graphics and aunique colour scheme; distinctively laid out and personalized with the recipient'sfirst name embedded in the said poem. And those who live near me or that I'mlikely to run into subsequently on a regularly basis I present them with a framedversion of the poem; and it doesn't matter what marital status the individual isas they instinctively know that my gesture is not some sexual "comeon" or cheap chat up escapade on my part. And it's not only in Germany asI've had similar positive responses in other countries I've visited over the yearsand have even formed some worthwhile friendships as a direct result of thesecomplimentary encounters and friendly exchanges. The expected and customary response would be totally different in Britain Iassure you and has even sparked a barbed response from my German partnerand some of her friends when the subject cropped up with them knowing I waswriting this latest poem of mine, as I'd told them about my plan to do so andanyway they all of them take a keen interest in my work, and what the subjectmatter was about, that it was the height of irony they concluded that Britishwomen who're notorious for dropping their knickers to all and sundry at the dropof a hat when on holiday abroad while acting as though butter wouldn't melt intheir mouths when at home, and British men mostly of the white Caucasian huewho're among the world's most inured child sex offenders particularly when theytoo are abroad, and both sets of them residing in a country, the UK, with thehighest levels of bastardy and underage pregnancies in the so-called developedworld, temporarily setting aside their other activities of and propensity fornational debauchery: Queerism, Dykeism and Paedophilia principally amongthem, should be putting on such outlandish airs and graces as they do when itcomes to someone genuinely paying them a compliment and who they probablydon't like or fancy, while at the same time idiotically and narcissistically assumingthat all such persons, and particularly men, primary and sole motive is to shagthem! And frankly that such idiotic and self-centred Brits should in allearnestness get a grip of themselves! My response to these German ladies astuteevaluation of such brainless Brits? A categorical QED from me! However, there are a few rare occasions when my good nature and instinctivegut reaction combined and working in unison with each other have jointlypersuaded me to let down the drawbridge of my circumspection when it comes toBritish women and the delivery of any kind of compliment to them; and thispenned version in the form of this now proffered poem: "Loveliness


splendidly interwoven with natural sophistication" is one of them! Stanley Collymore


Loving You Doesn’t Necessarily Mean That I Also LikeYou! By Stanley Collymore Alright, so I’m in love with you; but to be equally honest I don’tparticularly like you. For what I emotionally and, I must alsostress, involuntarily feel for you and categorize as love Ihave no control over and am simply a vulnerable hostageto it, even though I’ve repeatedly done my level bestto rein in and sought with the utmost earnestnessto permanently put an end to this intolerablesituation that I find myself in, albeit andregrettably I must concede having beenexceptionally unsuccessful so farin that specific endeavour. In marked contrast were I to like you that state of affairswould of itself be an entirely different ball game, therules of which are pretty straightforward and veryunlikely, if ever, to be either influenced or evenskewed by largely irrational and quite ofteninexplicable emotions that in the case of love,customarily as well as infuriatingly, have the habitof getting in the way of logical decision-making.As a result the level playing field that wouldaccordingly result from this discerningapproach to evaluating matters ofthe mind through liking someoneencouragingly then becomesa much more realistic andsensible way of actuallydealing with affairsof the heart. That unfortunately isn’t a credible scenario whereyou and I are concerned, and therefore I’d like tosuggest that we both, out of a deserved integrityto ourselves as individual human beings if notfrom any sense of duty or common decency


to all those who’ve not only plausibly fallenin love but also genuinely like the person towhom that love is freely entrusted, do theproper thing and permanently dispensewith this farce of a relationship thatmaintains its stranglehold on me,and which sensibly and withhindsight, from both ourtrue perspectives, weshould never haveembarked onin the firstplace! © Stanley V. Collymore20 October 2013. Stanley Collymore


Lust Artfully Masquerading As Love Is Lamentably APotent Aphrodisiac For Many! By Stanley Collymore Why should I now, of all occasions, start believing a solitaryword you're presently saying to me, when throughout theentirety of this personal relationship that you and I havebeen intimately engaged in you've never once, as I'vesubsequently and most hurtfully found out, told methe truth about anything; and your demonstrablypathological lying: transparently endemic,systematic in every respect and, furthermore,very symptomatic of a serious characterfailing on your part, I suspect, is tosay the very least on this ratherdispiriting and unpleasantsubject matter quiteembarrassingfor me? For to be absolutely frank with you this odd behaviour ofyours wasn't something that I expected from someonewho I happened to fall deeply and passionately inlove with in the way I had done with you; andwho seemingly, both keenly and of her ownvolition, optimistically assured me withevery pulsating emotion you couldpossibly muster that the love Iunequivocally had and furthermore so positivelydemonstrated for you was equally conjoined,you winningly imparted to me, with yourown indefatigably strong, reciprocallytransmitted and solidly committedlove decisively possessed of alongevity of its very own.How on earth then I askmyself couldn't I haveseen this coming or,more to the point,


possibly havegotten it allso terriblywrong? © Stanley V. Collymore30 December 2015. Stanley Collymore


Lying, Murdering Scum! Murderous intentHow does it feel to take the life ofsomeone else; to coldly bring to aviolent and abrupt end millionsof years of evolution whichresulted in that particular man orwoman: an embodiment of dreams,hopes, aspirations and ambitions;all undone in a matter of seconds?Is it really worth it; to destroyall that in one mindless andirreversible act spurredon by untrammelledracial hatred? © Stanley V. Collymore17 February 1998. Black Skin By Stanley Collymore Ridiculed and scorned it was youThat gave me the inspirationTo carry on – for in theirIntense hatred of you,Your foes revealedAlso their innateFear of you! Stanley Collymore


Lyingly Honest! By Stanley Collymore You’re a liar and a cheat! But interestingly enoughfrom the very onset of our relationship anddespite your full awareness and totalacceptance of how profoundlyopposed I am to such behaviour you’venever sought to hide your personal conductfrom me, or ever attempted to portray itin ways that would either amelioratewhat you’re doing far less justifywhy you’ve wilfully chosento act in such a manner. And that’s rather strange and somewhat difficultfor me to comprehend; for liars and cheats areby their own nature intuitively highly secretivein the way that they usually go about theirnormal business and if forced, howevertemporarily so, to deviate from thisto operate in the public arena areinvariably quite mendaciousin their performancesto say the least. So I thank you for your continuous openness withme, and must confess that in marked contrastto many of the so-called upright citizensand alleged law-abiding individualsthat I know or hear about you’reundoubtedly, I guess, one ofthe most straightforwardand honest personsthat there is. © Stanley V. Collymore26 September 2013.


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Lynda Bellingham Worthily And Fondly Remembered! By Stanley Collymore Life can at times be such a vexatious conundrumperiodically testing our mettle and alwayschecking to see if we can properlycope with what it presents uswith or even efficientlydeal with them whilefirmly chiding us for either squanderingthe opportunities that it sends ourway or else through our short-sightedness and evidentinability to think beyond the present day that wefind ourselves in ignoring them altogether,because such an attitude is a lot easierto readily adjust to and ratherregrettably does often forsome tend to carrygreat sway. Either way Life's ventures do set a tangible, quitepositive, as well as a durable benchmark whosechallenges, presented as such, we're thenleft at liberty to willingly take onboard or otherwise voluntarilydispense with in the fullknowledge that whatever choices wedecisively opt for and of our ownvolition do make are the onesbest suited to meet andproperly fulfil ourmost personalambitions. And throughout your consummately gratifying,tremendously fascinating, spiritedlycourageous in the face of deathand commendably diverselife as an accomplished


actress, loving mother and devoted wife,you've undoubtedly been the truestepitome of what's inherently thevery best in us mere mortalhuman beings, LyndaBellingham! © Stanley V. Collymore24 October 2014. Author's Condolence:In thankful appreciation for the wondrous joy and inner satisfaction that youinstinctively and artlessly brought to so many millions of us Lynda, interposedwith the humility which you so commendably inspired in countless others as youstoically accepted, courageously and uncomplainingly faced up to, and with noteven a hint of self-pity made light of and even unaffectedly embraced theinevitability of your impending death. Truly a remarkable inspiration as well as a phenomenal role model to us all whoalready miss you sorely, will continue to do so, and enduringly make sure for therest of our own mortal lives that you'll be fondly remembered; so no goodbyes,just a heartfelt farewell from me. With that in mind and together with all the many millions who loved youindividually and cherished your amazing charisma and abilities I extend thefervent wish that you rest in eternal peace, Lynda in the firm awareness on ourpart that you'll equally and just as successfully brighten up your permanentcelestial home every bit as you did your temporary and earthly one. Notwithstanding that, I'd additionally like to express my deepest and sincerestcondolences to your immediate family members and closest friends for their sadloss. Lynda Bellingham: Born 31 May 1948 died 19 October 2014; age 66 years.Occupation: Broadcaster, Actress, Author. Stanley Collymore


Mae Datrysiad Synhwyrol I'r Pos Lluosflwydd CoitionDdibwrpas Sydd Wedyn Yn Cael Ei Gymysgu ÂChariad! Gan Stanley Collymore Rwyf bob amser yn gwybod, ac mewn gwirionedd o'r eiliadgyntaf un a welais chi, eich bod yn ddiamheuol bod unarbennig iawn i mi. sut ddim Gwn fod â sicrwyddargyhoeddiadol o'r fath? eithaf syml mewn gwirionedd; adyma sut! Fy Nain fam: a graff iawn, ddeallus iawn.drylwyr cariadus mewnyr ystyr traddodiadolabsoliwt a chyfanswm ystyro'r gair a accomplishedlybydol wraig ddoeth ac yn bragmataidd, yn fwriadolac mwyaf prescient gyda meddwl pan fyddaf ynmynd i mewn fy flynyddoedd glasoed Roeddo safbwyntgwybodus iawn ar ei ran, a ganfod y ddau ohonom yn galonnog mewnymateb i'w sylwadau, argraff heb osac yn argyhoeddiadol arnaf, ddirdynnufyrbwyll mewn i dagrau o chwerthin a os ywfy nghalon, fy mhen ac roedd fy pidyn yny un unol cytunwyd conjointly o ran materionrhamant bersonol dylwn ddibetrus ond erhynny yn graff yn cymryd y cyfleneu rhoi cyfle i ymchwilio i'rposibilrwydd gwirioneddolo gymryd rhangyda'r person hwnnw. Fodd bynnag, odan unrhyw amgylchiadau os yw'rrhain tri endidau hollbwysig:mae fy pidyn, fy nghalon afy mhen, yr olaf drwy ygyfadran fy ymennydd,nid oedd yn ddi-fai sync â'i gilydd dylwnrealistig i ymatal ofalus rhag dybioei fod Roedd osod addas ei benei hun cymryd clyfar i mewni fy mywyd personol yfenyw fel cariad llawerllai felly fel gwraig!


© Stanley V. Collymore24 Mawrth 2017. Awduron Sylwadau:Hoffwn ddiolch tragwyddol a graslon i chi Nain am fod y pennaeth a'r mentorofferynnol ddylanwadol, mynwesol, ffrind parhaol, consoler ar adegau o straenneu anawsterau yn fy mywyd personol a'r ymgynghorydd consummate chi ynunol â hynny bob amser wedi bod i mi. Rhywun sydd wedi bod bob amser ac ynbarod yno i mi ac yn benodol pryd bynnag yr wyf yn ei angen i chi fwyaf a phwywyf nid yn unig yn gwybod y gallwn i gyfrif ddibynadwy ar chi, ond dim ondbyddai mor assuredly byth yn gadael i mi i lawr. A dim ond ychydig o filiynau oddim ond rhesymau fy mod ddwfn ac mae'r rhan fwyaf yn frwdfrydig caru chi. Mae hyn i gyd-fynd yn ddeallusol ac yn synhwyrol gan gyngor clodwiw oddi eichbod bob amser wedi fy sefyll o fantais. Fel rhagrith a dwbl safonau mor gyffrediny dyddiau hyn erioed wedi bod eich beth na'r math o bethau y byddai chi erioedyn cael unrhyw lori gyda; ac nid ydynt â'm rhai gael bob amser yn cael yr athrorhagorol yn chi i mi arwain a bod gennych bob amser wedi bod i amlinellu ynsynhwyrol ac yn wrthrychol yr hyn y drygau ganseraidd a malaen yn ei olygu. Felly, diolch i chi am Nain aruthrol cynorthwyo i wneud fy mywyd hyn y mae'n eibod wedi cael ei gyfoethogi llawer gan yr holl ydych wedi ei wneud i mi, ac fellyfy ngalluogi i fod yn berson hyderus a hunan-sicr, yn broffesiynol ac yn bersonolyn fy mywyd preifat, trwy eich ymdrechion sterling, cariad a defosiwn yr wyfwedi dod yn ddiolchgar. Stanley Collymore


Mahmoud Ahmadinejad – Iconic And TrulyInspirational! By Stanley Collymore We’ve never met but even so I feel that I know youever so well, because empathetically we’re onthe same plane; a situation reinforced by theconsummate respect that your sterlingcharacter multiple qualities andabundant skills give rise toand have themselvessolidified in me. The world desperately needs more people and largelyinspirational leaders like you Sir that in terms ofintellectual acumen, leadership, commonsense,human compassion, foresight, fortitude andthe morality to stand up undauntedly fortruth, not specious motives, and whatintuitively you know and cruciallybelieve to be right, ably can anddo rise above the fray to straddlelike a gargantuan Colossus the petty,small-minded and Lilliputian political dwarfswho with their bizarre notions of culturaland racial superiority feel that theyhave an inalienable right torule mankind. This risibly to an Iranian like yourself, of all peopleSir, who knows, as do all other prescient-mindedindividuals globally, that were Iran to unlikelyeven do so, what it blithely chooses to forgetin terms of its millennia old civilization andcultural heritage these quite brash, vacuousand totally irremediable western upstarts:not liberators just glorified murderers,have yet to acquaint themselveswith let alone master. So as


your Presidency draws toits close, rest assured Sirof your legacy tomankind; andthank you! © Stanley V. Collymore10 June 2013. Footnote: From time to time, but regrettably not often enough, there appears on theinternational stage a truly global figure whose honesty, integrity and refreshinglyconstructive approach to world affairs makes one positively sit up and think; andall thankfully for the better. Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is such a person! Now as his second and equallysuccessful term of office as President of the Islamic Republic of Iran comes to itsclose, I personally want to pay tribute to his tenacity and overall legacy, as wellas to say to him: “God bless you Sir; I wish you all the very best for the future,and express my sincerest thanks and utmost gratitude to you for all that you’vedone. Dr. Stanley CollymoreTuesday 11 June 2013. Stanley Collymore


Make This Promise To Yourself! I’ll lift my eyes up to the stars and ventureto attain my genuine ambitions, but indoing so I won’t ever allow myselfto be blinded by pointless daydreams orunrealizable expectations, assuredlyalways keeping both feet firmlyplanted on the ground; in thefull and quite comforting knowledgethat if my yearned for ambitionsaren’t to be realized first timeround I can then always and sensibly,learning from the mistakes thatI’ve consciously or perhapsunintentionally made,be more preparedlycapable in thefuture to startall overagain! Stanley Collymore


Marital Un-Bliss! It beats the hell out of me really why you everbother to come home at all, for when youdo you obviously have no time for mejust as you keep saying that thekids get on your nerves andnever afford you anypeace of mind ortranquillity.What’s more, when you’re actually here allyou ever do is loaf around on the settee,stuff your face with burgers and chips,smoke like a demented chimneywhile additionally guzzlingdown umpteen cans ofbeer repeatedly. Which evidently begs the obvious question:“What on earth ever possessed you to getinvolved in matrimony in the firstplace and, more importantly,with someone like me? ”For realistically we’ve nothing positivegoing on between us, no suitable lifetogether or any kind of meaningfulsocial intercourse really worthspeaking about; that’s whyI want out and shall, ofcourse, be filing fora quick divorce! © Stanley V. Collymore6 May 2013. Stanley Collymore


Marry Me! By Stanley Collymore I most readily and cheerfully confess to my having awholly uncontrollable urge to marry you, and evermore so since I realized that the intense passionyou've managed to inevitably generate in meis quite literally driving me crazy and, as amanifest and robust consequence of this,I've unmistakeably, unavoidably andlikewise, in every other conceivableway, and not the slightest remissin dutifully tackling this matterwithout unwarranted delay, Iam enraptured to say, havesatisfyingly and forevercompletely, it's true,intensely fallen inlove with you. And when you charmingly told me that that is exactlyhow you also feel about me too, seriously, what otheroption could an exceptionally fortunate man, truthfullyunable to believe his extraordinary luck honourablydo in such fortuitous circumstances when richlygifted with what's unquestionably, as you'vealways been, a most phenomenal woman;other than to carefully listen to and thentake maximum understanding of thatperceptive and utterly persuasivevoice within, and euphoricallyentreat of you, the supremegratification of his life,to award him the bestdistinction ever andbecome his wife. © Stanley V. Collymore8 September 2017.


Author's Remarks:In the earlier draft version of this poem and the accompanying article edition, Ihad initially contemplated entitling both versions of them: "Irreversible inlove with you! " but after much consideration on my part and a most astutecontribution on hers in a subsequent discussion on the matter with my femaleGerman Partner, we favourably, convivially, satisfactorily and mot extraordinarilyamorously came to the definitive conclusion that this shorter, unequivocal andimpactful title: "Marry Me" was most appropriate given the specificcircumstances that the clearly besotted lover in the poem was in. And, of course, that particular statement leaves no room for equivocation or anyscope for misunderstanding. So please don't use this poem or the article toanyone whom you think is having the same impact on you unless, I wouldadvise, that your intentions are both serious and honourable. And with that inmind I wish you all the luck in the world in what you may well decide to embarkupon. Stanley Collymore


Maya Angelou - Thanks For Everything! By Stanley Collymore You were indefatigably the inspirational, tremendouslycomforting and consistently reassuring beacon thatceaselessly and enlighteningly shone into theindividual and collective lives of many,providing the incandescent light thatbrilliantly illuminated what would otherwisehave been the inky blackness of nightthat pervasively enveloped thetreacherous rocks aroundthem in a churning sea ofdespair and forlornhopelessness. Acute dangers that were themselves attendantwith the accursed indifference to and the wilfulmarginalization by the rich, the powerfuland the influential totally unconcernedabout the wellbeing of the rest of us,along with the numerous otherpremeditated wrongdoingsroutinely occasionedby every lucklessindividual,and gratuitously inflicted onall of them by the actionsof inveterate foes fortheir own selfishgratificationand uttergreed. Chillingly unbearable heartaches - unmistakablyand decidedly detrimental and with distinctlydeleterious effects on their lives; butwhich your intuitive discernment,personal experiences and committedinvolvement persuasively but


radically helped to changemuch of that for the better. Andtherefore for that, and a greatdeal more Maya Angelou, those whowere personally affected, in commonwith the rest of the conscionableworld, are eternally grateful toyou, will forever be in yourdebt, and thank youimmensely forwhat youdid. © Stanley V. Collymore30 May 2014. Quote by Maya Angelou:"Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an Stanley Collymore


Meaningful Change Of Any Sort Begins WithinOurselves! By Stanley Collymore You obviously don’t know me for we haven’t properlymet or been formally introduced to one another eventhough we’ve seen each other around for sometime now and, as such, there’s always thepossibility I assume that like many in our overcautiousand, at its most extreme, paranoid society you mighteven subliminally be overly wary of strangerslike me, particularly those who’reperceived as the proverbial Greeks bearing and what’smore distributing unasked for gifts to those whodidn’t expect them; and who can blame youwith the world addictively and perilouslyhooked, as it quite evidently is, on theworst aspects of human nature? But even so everyone of us, if we’ve truly a mind to, cando our bit to change all that by simply rationalizing,containing and ultimately eradicating thosepersonal fears that trigger and intuitively, in many respects,needlessly serve as the catalyst for and add to thebedrock of disquiet that collectively many ofyou are convinced is the source of oursocietal problems; and in doing so positively try insteadto effectively reach out to our fellow man, be theythe next-door neighbours or not, as our DivineLord: the shared creator of us all, intendedand still does that we should. And youmy imposing stranger have I’vesensed the competencyto do just that. © Stanley V. Collymore21 November 2013. Observation:


It’s a truth universally ignored that the vast majority of the difficulties which wefind ourselves faced with and like moaning about are caused as a directconsequence of our own actions, wilfully or unthinkingly committed; a situationcompounded either by our inability, unwillingness or stupidity to recognize oraccept that fact. Think on it! Stanley Collymore


Medical Eugenicism, The New Affordable Fad Of ThePrivileged Elite Rich In Nazi-Zionist Britain! By Stanley Collymore Eugenicists assiduously at work in the United Kingdom as theyhave been for decades now, going back to pre-World War II.Now no longer capable in the 21st century to assertivelyrationalize their delusional and white supremacismthrough inhumane and diverse acts of barbarism,sadistically and characteristically inflicted onallegedly inferior races and subject peoplesuniversally, and in terms of these actionsvarying from the Transatlantic Slavery to ongoing activitiesof contemporary racism, they instead seek to embark onanother deceitful ploy, to attempt at reinforcing theirdwindling self-confidence, distinctly and grosslyembroidered hubris and, incontrovertibly, theoutright challenges presented to them fromthose they've previously and consistentlydebased as their victims in the genuineand emotionally charged superioritystakes, pertaining to human kind. So why try to stop them, these endemically ingrainedand demented fantasists, who, it's a safe bet to play,will inevitably get their natural and warrantedcomeuppance anyway? For Nature, as allsensible, sane and intelligent personsknow, works in mysterious waysits wonders to perform, and most undoubtedlywill always hit back in its inimitable wayand time against these egotistical andself-serving wannabes deities; and,in this progression, address theirown made, and Frankenstein-style monsters to pitilessly,understandably, as wellas lethally maul themin impeccable irony


through their sickattitudinal andcrazed stancetowards lifegenerally. © Stanley V. Collymore4 August 2017. Author's Remarks:They happily, these well-heeled and so-called privileged elites, send off at themost affordable opportunity and also at the earliest age possible to theseexceedingly expensive private and boarding schools, in order to initiate andsubsequently reinforce their sumptuously bought and paid for futures, these bevyof invariably cuckoldedly-produced children of theirs. Often as is the case theresultant outcome from totally weak, compliant and dimwittedly whored uponhusbands by adulterous wives and the biological mums of these very children, orelse through a mutually agreed understanding with their female spouses, in legalname only, by husbands whose azoospermiac condition or more likely theirQueer-dictated propensities masked by convenient but deceptive"conventional marriages" preclude or directly disqualify these menfrom physically adding to humanity's population tally by producing offspring oftheir own. Yet ironically and even pathetically in their utterly fraudulent and vaingloriousself-aggrandizement these husbands, openly and haughtily exuding all the classictraits of delusional narcissism, nevertheless, in their bizarre desire to be deemedas "macho males" boastfully undertake to characterize themselves asthe biological dads of children whom they evidently father but, in reality,obviously didn't sire, nor realistically could they ever have done so. Then with their sojourn at these expensive public schools at an end theseessentially illiterate - you've only got to briefly listen to them speak and you'llquickly understand what I mean - distinctly ill-informed about all manner ofworld affairs, as well as markedly incompetent as regards everything they eithertry to undertake or actually do, head off automatically for the so-calledprestigious universities of Oxford or Cambridge, where numerous places at these"privileged elite" institutions are customarily set aside for them. And here at home, as it were, among the identical backgrounds of similarlyprivileged elite professors, dons, lecturers, tutors and the rest of them either


running or employed in the purportedly prestigious colleges that nepotisticallyand in typical cronyism fashion these "educators" are entrusted with,each new intake of rich, thoroughly spoilt and vainglorious addition, as allprevious ones were, from these grossly and grotesquely discriminated in favourof expensive public schools, know perfectly well that during their drug-infested -cocaine is their preferred substance - stay at Oxford or Cambridge Universities,academic excellence or personal merit, even if these were achievable by thisincorrigible bunch of intellectually impoverished retards which self-evidently theyare not, aren't a priority, and never will be, as regards the"attainment" of their "degrees", courtesy of theentrenched Queer, Dyke and paedophile-practising ring of academic staffers thatthese privileged public schools' undergraduates and even post-graduate studentswillingly prostitute their sexual favours with in return for their "academicqualifications". And now fully armed with these useless "academic" pieces of paperand a matching ability on their part in relation to their lack of competence,suitability for anything of significance, or of any beneficial good to their society,their wider communities specifically or humanity in general, however as isnormally expected of them these new employment and generally head huntedrecruits head off automatically to the influential and powerful world of finance:hedge funds, banking, insurance, the City of London incestuously-interlinkedCabals of corrupt and manipulative investments, the Stock Exchange and all therest of them. Likewise, government created quangos, commercial multinationalcorporations, influential think tanks, high-ranking NHS directorships and othermanaging executive positions; top jobs in the Civil Service, and most especiallyso as part of the decidedly comical and ludicrously self-named First Division, andmost notably too the Home Office; the top brass of the UK's military even thoughthey're customarily consigned to deskbound jobs at the MoD and seldom, if ever,find themselves on frontline duties or put in harm's way. Then additionally thereare fast track elevations through the judiciary, other law enforcement agenciesand certain elements of the British police forces like the Metropolitan Police; and,of course, politics and government. Essentially, cornering every importantsegment of British society. And accounts for the inescapable air of distinctiveincompetence and widespread mediocrity that inimically permeates virtuallyevery aspect of purportedly conventional life across the entire spectrum of theUnited Kingdom. But that said it's a state of affairs that in one way or another has been incontinuous existence since the acquisition of an empire, of which it was routinely,hubristically and exaggeratedly boasted that the sun didn't set nor would God inhis infinite wisdom ever allow that to be the case, that comprehensively


transformed the insignificant and essentially backwater European island of Britaininto the global empire that it became, enabling these preposterous, long anddeeply ingrained class prejudices to be codified into the ostentatious anddetectably risible art form they've unmistakably become. And together with whiteBritish barbarism, imperialism, colonialism and invasive racism viciously directedagainst the native sons and daughters of these colonial countries formulated onBritain's part, its invidious culture of white superiority and naked supremacismagainst all others, and specifically so those who didn't and still don't look likethem or have the same skin colour as themselves. However, with the Empire finally gone and fortunately no realistic chance of itever coming back, a redundant Britain, still unable to come to terms with itspsychologically devastating loss, has enthusiastically like the clapped out whore ithas allowed itself to become and ever keen to ingratiate itself, for a diversity ofsick reasons, with Rogue State USA the since 1945 dominant pimp on the block,having initially thought that this was the only way to maintain its appurtenanceas a pseudo-world power and correspondingly as an exclusive white racial entity,and most certainly so among its financially well-heeled and "privilegedelites" have quite predictably taken to and are now in the process ofenthusiastically embracing medical eugenicism as another desperate means ontheir part of attempting to reinstate their obsessive need to be regarded, andautomatically respected by the lower classes and inferior races, as humanity'smaster race. Adolf Hitler and his Nazis, wherever they now are, must be pissingthemselves with laughter. While those who sacrificed their lives for the advent ofa better world must understandably be wondering what on earth was the point ofit all. Stanley Collymore


Mein Kampf! The Unrivalled Solution To The MalignantPlague Of Yiddish Zionism. By Stanley Collymore Mein Kampf was the spiritual, psychological, societaland natural representation of the German peoplecollectively, and the longed for regenerationof their dignity and pride in themselvesonce more after the intentionallyhumiliating terms, togetherwith their coldblooded imposition, of the Treatyof Versailles settlement. And I see absolutelynothing wrong with that or the apportioningof blame appropriately to those who wereprincipally responsible for occasioningthis catastrophic s state of affairs socallously, and quite noticeably inthe most relentlessly collectivepunishment terms, somewhatheinously and in an utterlybrusque and indifferentstance, handed out tothe German nation. And it's high time then for contemporaryGermans and particularly all of theirchildren, who are essentially thefuture of Germany, were thusstraightforwardly told thehonest truth about theirown country and notthe customary fantasy version that purportsto be the incontestable veracity of whatsupposedly happened, and as a resultis corruptly orchestrated, peddledand graspingly promulgated adnauseum by the internationalcohorts of Yiddish JewishZionists and their of one


mind western, declaredChristian evangelistcollaborators, andmanic obsessedArmageddonCrusaders. © Stanley V. Collymore21 December 2015. Author's Remarks:The several relevant articles that I've gone to great lengths to painstakingpublish today Monday 21 December 2015 prior to these specific tweets that willsubsequently be followed by the poem that I've written for the occasion and isentitled: "Mein Kampf! The unrivalled solution to the malignant plague ofYiddish Zionism" and all of which can be seen on my personal twitter site The poem referred to previously has come in the wake of the Germangovernment and the teaching associations here in Germany contemplating theunbanning of Hitler's autobiography Mein Kampf that is analogous to ludicrouslyshutting the stable door after the horse has bolted, for it's an open secret here inGermany that practically every German family has a private copy of Mein Kampfthat was handed down to family members by parents or grandparents who werearound at the time of its open and widespread popularly and were themselvesalso avid supporters of Adolf Hitler and the Third Reich. From a personalperspective I've read it in its original German, the copy of a very close friend ofmine whose father was a senior officer in the German Armed Forces during WorldWar II and I can find nothing wrong with Mein Kampf; and unapologetically don'tmind saying so. However, Germany after the end of World War II was forced by the victors to dolots of things it shouldn't have been made to do and banning Mein Kampf wasone of them to placate the Zionists. Now the German authorities want toreinstate it but for all the wrong reasons I think, as I don't believe it should everhave been banned; and these revolve around using Mein Kampf purportedly as avehicle to stop extremist behaviour; conveniently overlooking the fact that itcertainly wasn't Mein Kampf that initiated extremism in Germany in the firstplace but the humiliating Treaty of Versailles for one that was a major factor inthis German equation. Anyway, here's my take on the issue. Germany has much that on sober reflection it can by no means or proffered


excuses remotely feel proud about but these acts of inhumanity to others andheinous criminal activities generally pale into insignificance when set against thesadistic and entrenched barbarism of the United States of America, BritainFrance, Zionist apartheid Israel and Belgium for example, notwithstanding theirown multitudinous and dastardly deeds with their own characteristic,longstanding and ongoing pernicious pedigree, nevertheless from the podium oftheir sanctimonious soapboxes still think they've an intrinsic, divine,exceptionalist and exclusive right to lecture other nations not only on how theyshould behave in every category relating to their own international and eventheir domestic activities but also are individually entitled to arrogate tothemselves, reserve and utilize the right they accord themselves to determinehow this is done as well as to arbitrarily punish any country that's out of favourwith them and which they subjectively consider to be conducting itself in anerrant fashion. And moreover do so with the unilateral and self-indulgent powerthat they grant to themselves and without ever perceiving it necessary to provideirrefutable proof that what they say has any basis of truth about it, that whatthey're doing is absolutely essential or has any legal foundations to it. A classiccase in my view that people living in glass houses shouldn't asininely throwstones at other peoples' properties! Unfortunately however many westernregimes including that of the United Kingdom are much too dumb to recognizethe obvious. Stanley Collymore


Merely Fleshing Out Your Concerns! By Stanley Collymore I'm certainly not obese, maybe in retrospection just alittle bit fat. But hey, come on, what's wrong withthat? We can't all of us have hour glass figuresyou know, and even if desirous to be so justimagine how boring that would be if suchan inclination were ever to turn into adogmatic reality! Anyway, regardless of what youmay think or say of me I personally prefer to bewell-rounded, a bit meaty, and cuddlesome;and, furthermore, my thoughtful and veryadoring man obviously agrees with meon that score, as he noticeably lovesme being so you see. And, what'smore, states unequivocally thatmy physical dimensions areindisputably an enormousturn on for him; that inturn doesn't half do alot for me sexually. Something, this extremely gratifying situation forhim, he most categorically reckons, is evidentlydue to him physically having lots more of meto grab hold of when it comes down to thebusiness end of things; you know whatI mean! And which I can frankly tellyou is decidedly an enormous andmost energizing catalyst for meparticularly when it involves my very thoroughlyturned on erogenous system, psychologicallyas well as physically, and coupled with allmatters pertaining to him. Consequently,providing that he enjoyably continuesoccasioning within me the copiouscycle of multiple orgasms whichare and delightfully have always been his time-honoured and dedicated habit, and doing so


with breathtaking dexterity and expertise,why on earth then should I care or elsebe frightened when people like youpolitely perceive me as obese or,more commonly and viciouslyon top of that, judgmentallyberate me in your inuredintolerance as outrightrepugnant or else asnauseatingly fat? © Stanley V. Collymore23 December 2016. Author's Remarks:Obesity or fatness as it's also generally called can be occasioned by a number ofdifferent factors, some of these unavoidable others on the other hand distinctlypreventable. In the first category of factors I've referred to, the transparentlyunavoidable ones,of their own accord but are also exacerbated in turn over the months and yearsof that individual sufferer's life. The other category, the clearly preventable ones, can be directly attributed to amultiplicity of factors, among them a sedentary lifestyle comprised of boneidleness on the individual's part compounded by little or no exercise at all otherthan stuffing one's face with highly unsuitable, exceedingly fattening and non-nutritional junk food; routinely poor dieting, assuming of course that that wordever enters the culprit's lexicon of words; and, of course, an ongoing lifestylecoupled invariably with and plagued by entrenched poverty or social deprivation. Notwithstanding the aforementioned however as well as other factors associatedwith them, it would be absolutely wrong to automatically assume that obesity orfatness is associated exclusively with one's educational background, race, classor the economic environment one happens to be in. Far from it! Since the anxietyfactors associated with obesity or fatness have no specific delineation. But hey,despite the well-known health factors directly associated with being obese ordiscernibly fat, if you're absolutely comfortable with that state of affairs and alsowithin yourself when it comes to obesity or fatness and you're neither posing norpresenting discernible problems to anyone, whose business is it but yours howyou physically look?


Stanley Collymore


Miracle Worker, Gutsy Labtory Conqueror And Plain-Speaking Hero, Jeremy Corbyn! By Stanley Collymore The cynical and narcissistically contrived hubristic onwardparade of the Labtory political predators, and scheminglygrasping scavengers has thankfully and encouraginglybeen halted in its tracks; and in the wake of that therelenting thrust constituting the rigorous processby people like us of these Labtories loomingeclipse is confidently most welcome; wellaware in our conviction that eagerly andenthusiastically it will portend theirdecisive destruction that formally,earnestly, resolutely and ratherbeneficially in the end cannow truthfully and withpassion at last begin. For in so doing the mass of caring, ethical andconscionable people long marginalized andtheir lives intentionally and disdainfullymade a mess, can in this new, quitenoble and entirely unique questinspired by public solidarityand the cherished determination to reclaimtheir own personal dignity and respectfor themselves have now mutuallyand freely joined forces withthe trove of other, and formuch too long, politically comatosethat have finally woken up to thereal and exciting possibilitiesbefore them, including theprospect of positivelyand informatively takingback their lives againand constructivelyliving them as


they weremeant tobe. Ditching with consummate ease and pride the burdensome tagof being dismissively caricatured as the long misused, therecurrently abused, and the deliberately ignored in ourrespective communities; or else simply as those thatwere constantly lured, like the Useful Idiots weevidently were, by political promises whichwere never intended to be conserved andaccordingly found ourselves manipulatively,both literally and figuratively, taken for aride – what a thoroughly maddeningdrag as we observably now knowand in the bargain, and not tomince our unkind words,prominently, and verymuch so, also quiteabhorrently andmeasurablyabsurd! Now the impetus has dramatically changed and,encouragingly for us within our significantlydysfunctional communities, there hasobservably been an incredible seachange brought about by thispreviously unexpected butnevertheless enliveningand very welcome seminaltransformation that has blissfully occurred withinthem, causing us to willingly choose and what’smore collectively and voluntarily throw ourpersonal lot in - while maturely assumingfull responsibility in relation to mattersdirectly shaping our daily lives andaspirations - with the inimitable,straight talking, a profoundlyhonest human being, andon the ball politician,Jeremy Corbyn!


© Stanley V. Collymore7 September 2013. Author’s Remarks:There’s an old and wise Bajan saying that what sweetens rabbit’s moutheventually burns its backside. Now you don’t have to be a Bajan, as Barbadians affectionately call themselves,or be endowed with a genius IQ for that matter to work out the meaning of thatstatement; however if you happen to be your typical British dimwit, eitherendemically or manipulatively so, then of course you wouldn’t have a clue as towhat that Bajan saying means, and quite frankly it’s not for complete morons likeyourselves that I spend my time writing articles or posting tweets; as to be quitehonest with you I really couldn’t care what happens to you; you could fall off theface of the earth for all I care, and to be honest with you I’d rather that youdistanced yourself from my sites in the same way as I would eschew the plaguemyself if it were still about. In short get lost! For I don’t want nor need you! Asmy writing is not for the likes of you. That said, that particular Bajan saying does epitomize what I’m about to sayhere. The Tory, Labtory and their fellow traveller scum that perfidiously infectBritain were beside themselves with glee when Jeremy Corbyn offered himself upas a candidate for the Labour Party leadership, even applauding themselves thatonce and for all his candidacy would demonstrate how out-of-touch thesedinosaurian “Lefties” as they condescendingly refer to them, and mostparticularly so Jeremy Corbyn himself, and furthermore then dismissed everyonewho sensibly doesn’t subscribe their self-serving individualism, Zionist-Nazi, infavour of kissing and obsequiously shoving their heads willingly up the asses ofthe One Percenters, the big business conglomerates, multinational corporations,the hedge funds, criminal banks and parasitical banksters and, of course, theutterly demented, discernibly feral, psychopathic and conspicuously sociopathiccontrollers of the Military Industrial Complex – nest egg building politics thatthese sinister political nerds who sit in our UK parliament and their embeddedmedia stenographers that ape them and propagandize their lying rhetoric as factsto a mind-bogglingly ill-informed and stupid British public at large that literallybelieves everything it’s lyingly and dishonestly told. We even had the decrepit, post-menopausal hag and “human” detritus MargaretBeckett cynically appending her name to the meagre list of parliamentary MPsthat Jeremy Corbyn was able to scrape together to disingenuously on Beckett’s


part give the utterly false impression that she and her Labtory slime balls are allin favour of democracy and diversity not only throughout the UK but also andmost specifically in the Labour Party - that on reflection and close scrutiny ofboth instances they clearly aren’t and you’d have to be totally brain-dead toswallow that load of twaddle and even worst believe it – and consequently OldHag Beckett and others just as twisted like her mentally were thus giving JeremyCorbyn a “fair and honest” chance to air his political views to party members –how bloody “generous” (?) of them – even if the likes of her and fellow travellersof her ilk within the interloping Labtory element of the Labour Party were, asthey evidently are, diametrically opposed to his political perspective andproscription for a better Britain. Shouldn’t people be subscribing to and honestlyvoting for what they actually believe in rather than dishonestly pretendingotherwise? While at the same time, these people, having a good laugh behind JeremyCorbyn’s back, since they were absolutely convinced, and also personally willed itto be so, that this most honest of men and the only honourable MP, in my view,in the entirety of parliament on both sides of the aisle would tragically for himand all other “Lefties” not only be soundly defeated in his Labour Party leadershipbid but most certainly also in Hag Beckett’s sick opinion and that of herlikeminded Labtory ilk be massively humiliated in the process; confirming withoutdoubt and self-congratulatory so for this said dubious specimen of a woman andthe rest of her creepy morons that constitute and reinforce this foul stain of anunprecedented level of human faeces within British politics, just how “prized” and“vital” the odiously corrupt system of governance by all British mainstreamparties is to the United Kingdom. But to return once more to that wise Barbadian proverb they were dead wrong intheir sick and distinctly twisted analysis with even Hag Beckett castigating anddescribing herself as a “Moron” – how right you are prized bitch but for all thewrong reasons – for signing Jeremy Corbyn’s nomination papers as an MP to gethim onto the ballot paper. And with the incomparable Jeremy Corbyn and hislegion of supporters nationally who are Labour through and through but who overthe years have been callously and cynically disenfranchised and marginalized bythe criminal antics of mass murderers, crimes against humanity and war crimesperpetrators like Tony Blair, Gordon Brown, Margaret Beckett and the rest ofthem that hijacked the Labour party and turned it into something that itsfounders as well as its myriad of contemporary supporters never envisaged orwanted it to become, realizing this massive sea change in Jeremy Corbyn’sfavour by honest people out there who espied a genuine and honest Labouritewhen they saw one and are prepared to put their heads above the parapet andsupport him, what do we find ourselves lumbered with from loathsome carpet-


bagging “supporters” of democracy, you guessed it; the employment of everytrick in their prolific armoury of fraudulent practices to, by any means ofskulduggery at their disposal, rob Jeremy Corbyn of his rightful victory. But the political climate out here has changed dramatically, and let them try is allI have to say! In the meantime, to all you Jeremy Corbyn’s supporters and wellwishers nationally, I salute you and proudly say keep the faith; for our march hasat last begun and is also irreversibly on its way! So a big thank you to all of you.YOU’RE ABSOLUTELY SUPER! Stanley Collymore


Momentum: Thoroughly With It And A TrulyInspirational Phenomenon! By Stanley Collymore Non-flamboyantly confident, completely devoidof all traces of propagandistic garbage andgrandstanding, sickeningly in your facehubris or any veneer of concertedlyengineered and disingenuousequivocation so very commonplace amongthe coterie of today's self-absorbed andobsessively self-serving politicians inboth institutions of the UK's mainparliament: the House of Lordsand the House of Commons, Momentum likea refreshing breeze on a discernibly muggyand utterly debilitatingly humid day hasemerged rather welcomingly on thescene, spontaneously and quitetimely to diligently facilitatethe onset of and cruciallycoordinate as well thedire necessity for awholly new kindof UK politics. The kind that is mature, all-inclusive, intelligentlythought out and impartially caters not only forthe salient needs of all Britons who requireits assistance but also those who chooseof their own free will to be residents inour country, while intentionally andquite unapologetically abhorring asit purposefully at the same timedistances itself from what hasso consistently been the casein living memory and overseveral generations, as this can rightly be attributedto as commonplace, the distinctly discernible and


disproportionate advantage, almost to the pointof exclusivity, of absolute partiality in favourof the already privileged elites constantlyand eagerly fawned upon by brainlessplebeian morons; and why it is thatMomentum in a masterstroke ofsheer genius and open-mindedclarity has vibrantly emergedto be the prudent voice andan appreciative vehicularplatform for optimisticand lasting change inBritain as well as andriving force to bereckoned with inabsolute supportof the People'sChampion anda manifestlyethical manand caringpoliticianJEREMYCorbyn! © Stanley V. Collymore27 July 2016. Author's Remarks:Influentially inspired by the inimitable Jeremy Corbyn and powerfully reinforcedby the absolutely sterling work and endeavours initiated by and assiduously andcollectively as well as personally carried out by the astute, sensible andprofessional leadership and completely committed membership and grass rootsupporters of MOMENTUM, it's my utmost pleasure and great honour to fullydedicate this poem to all of you for what you're conscionably, conscientiously andappreciatively doing. Namely, to make this Britain that we all love not only a better, fairer and a morejust society for yourselves but equally as well everyone who's domesticallyresiding in it and additionally and hopefully too enable the same to happen forthe rest of the world's population that so desperately needs our help also.


And to this end and for all of you proudly associated with Momentum I earnestlyand gratefully wish to say a wholehearted: "Thank you! " Andoptimistically implore you to carry on as you've begun, while through ourindividual and collective efforts doing our very best to make it possible to say adeservingly permanent goodbye to the non-empowerment era of yesteryear thatregrettably is still fashionable among sections of our society who delusionallyassume that they have an inalienable, unchallengeable and undemocratic right toenduringly rule our country as well as the rest of the world. Stanley Collymore


Money Is Our God And We'll Follow It ReligiouslyWherever It Leads; Even To Germany! By Stanley Collymore How sick can you be when throughout your selfish,pathetic, covetous and wholly self-serving livesyou emphatically, disdainfully and gleefullycondemn Germany - notwithstanding itspresent day unquestionable status inthe harrowing aftermath of whatwas discernibly for it a most terrible internecine andhighly disastrous European Civil War: you knowthe one which the victors of it vaingloriouslydid and their corresponding warmongeringsuccessors still carry on self-importantlyreferring to as World War II, and nowan ultra-modern, and demonstrablyprincipled as well as a markedlydemocratic country - as a pariah state to be keenlyshunned, while its many and determined criticscontinue to fraudulently conceive, then quitedeviously and propagandistically eagerlypromote their purposely biased notionsto nastily support their mendaciouslycontrived and lying assertions thatGermany is still some kind of aninveterate Nazi-inspired nationwith deep reactionary fascistictendencies, or as an inventedcivilized country is neitherfit to be living along within a global communitynor for that matter tobe dealing with inthe 21st Century! Yet after all these critics' scheming, xenophobic andBrexit escapades creating in the process for theman unexpectedly turbulent situation where their


calculated shit has not only proverbially butalso in actuality hit the fan of star-crossedcontroversy and in addition with the tideof opportunism having turned rather decisively anddisastrously against them - guess what? To avoidthe dire consequences of what they purposely,hubristically and most agreeably embarkedupon, these greedy sods who chronicallyalways with financial aspirations upper-most in their sick minds, incredibly,but unsurprisingly with Germany:that recurrently vilified but all the same in markedcontrast to the United Kingdom transparently amuch more stable and affluent country nowimpudently want to get hold of Germanpassports, gallingly and self-servinglybecome part of the German nation,and as they shrewdly hedge theirbets by being German citizenscarry on as usual with theirvice-like hold on as wellas omnipresent controlof the rest of Britain! © Stanley V. Collymore20 October 2016. Author's remarks:Say what you will about these loathsome Zionist lowlifes that disproportionate totheir numbers within the UK none the less either directly control through thebanks and other financial services; the media: whether corporately owned bythem or as is the case with the BBC supposedly a state enterprise compulsorilyand publicly financed by a longsuffering British public whose needs it doesn'tserve; or else manifestly, these Zionists, dictatorially and emphatically always laydown their required policies that must be followed and particularly so when itcomes to the chief and undoubted UK political king/queen maker Rupert Murdochwhose insistence MUST be obeyed at all times by whoever is the titular head putin charge of overseeing these dictated policies and very much relating to Britainand always without question at the command of and to the financial advantage ofthis Zionist scum are carried out. And furthermore whose influence is allpervasive - there's no getting away from the fact that love or hate them they can


hardly be described as dull or not being in one's face. Warmongers, barbaric war criminals, mendacious purveyors of some of the worstcrimes against humanity in the annals of recorded history and still ongoingly so;graspingly avaricious bastards and bitches without even the slightest modicum ofconscionable behaviour, principles, integrity, decency, humanity, anycomprehension whatsoever of what constitutes genuine law and order far less sonatural justice collectively between them; a markedly obsessive and graspinglycovetous penchant for exploitatively seizing with the maximum of brutality and inthe most barbarous manner the legitimate assets and natural resources of othersand doing all of this and much more in that characteristically odious and inhumanfashion of theirs without a morsel of remorse or compassion on their part ever; isvery much the perverse and odiously characteristic nature of these lowlife Zionistscum who run Britain! And how and why do they get away with it in Britain? Simple! Because significantsections of the British public overall are deeply ingrained cap-doffing to theirunthinkingly perceived social betters, inveterate social climbing assholes andinured masochists, who the more they get their asses kicked in by these peoplethe more they relish this sort of treatment. Very much akin to the conditionknown as battered wives/partner syndrome. Stanley Collymore


Money, Money, Money It's The Rich Man's Friend; AndObviously House Of Commons Mps Too! By Stanley Collymore Wasn't asking overpaid, greedy and highly incompetentthat the vast majority of the House of Commons MPsare, if they wanted a huge pay rise and then givingthem sole authorization to determine that specificconclusion for themselves somewhat analogousto nicely asking a serial and recidivist rapistwith clear psychopathic leanings attendantwith discernible sociopathic proclivitiesin the bargain if he savours abducting,degrading and routinely abusing girlsand women of all ages; and when unsurprisingly hehonestly answers yes to that question he's amplyrewarded not just by him being given absolutefreedom to carry on as before with what helikes doing but also risibly is guaranteedthe sole right to personally sanction theescalation of his criminal behaviourwith obviously increased impunitycombined by a total indifferenceto any concern about immunityto act at all times as he jolly well pleases,since he knows perfectly well that hissexual inclinations will be tolerablyunderstood by the likeminded andinfluential among the great andthe good; so no need to worry!Snouts in the trough, greedy,considerably self-serving,British politicians to mymind unquestionablyand readily fall intothe same dissolutecategory of basepersons I find!


© Stanley V. Collymore11 February 2016. Author's thoughts:Why on earth would any self-respecting, self-serving, utterly self-centred, Houseof Commons career-oriented and snout in the trough MP sully his or herconscience - giving them the benefit of the doubt and liberally assuming thatindividually they do have one, which frankly this writer doesn't for a solitarymoment think is the case or that any of the aforementioned has or is predisposedeither genetically or ethically, also providing that they actually know or are in theleast concerned as to what that latter word means, to the acquisition by themand naturally in their opinion such a superfluous thing as a conscience, what onearth is that? - or unwarrantedly demean themselves publicly by character-wiseludicrously as they interpret it refusing on rather spurious, insubstantial and alsothoroughly specious grounds and similarly unquestionably politically correctnotions of supposed "moral principles" asininely turn down ahandsome salary increase for themselves? And furthermore to embark on such an unforgivable thing in deference to thequite spuriously peddled assertion that while they're financially aggrandizingthemselves in this open manner the ordinary plebeians throughout the countryaren't receiving any such increases in their wages. But hang on a second; all butthe most dim-witted of these plebeians across the 650 parliamentaryconstituencies within the UK must know that comparable pay rises for some or allof them at present would be a complete travesty of justice or any semblance offair play in the current circumstances. Why so? Because the nation, our precious United Kingdom, can NOT afford and must notcave in, however onerous or persuasive the pressure might be on us MPs,unnecessarily to such overt blackmailing tactics that at the best of times wouldn'tbe any credit to our country and much less so at a time of serious and mountingausterity! However, as for us House of Commons MPs confidently agreeing to andaccordingly as well accepting our, and I do believe deservedly so, pay rise that'snot only a clear sign of our thoughtful maturity but also of our collectiveresponsibility as your concerned parliamentary representatives of ensuring thatwe continue to have the very best minds in parliament to resourcefully andsuccessfully fight this accursed blight of austerity that affects the entire country,that's you and us, but also in the process to be able to do so effectively, and inorder to fully achieve that must be properly rewarded also for our commitment


and efficacy. And surely you must admit that nothing in this world of any valueever comes cheaply! So please spare us the criticisms and don't devalue the sterling work we're doingby fixatedly focusing on the money we earn as MPs or equating our salaries andactions to the grasping wishes or unjust demands of those among the publicgenerally or even of our constituents specifically that are either painstakingly andmaliciously choosing to deliberately misrepresent what we're doing or else arepersons who while happy to consistently and disingenuously criticise us, yourMPs for our alleged avariciousness none the less carefully waste no time when itcomes to themselves for perpetually it seems wanting something for nothing. So at this time of the year symbolizing love, fellowship and peaceful accordplease trust the motives and word of your "caring" MP. And as youcelebrate St. Valentine's Day forget about our unimportant salaries as MPs andDOLEFUL thoughts of austerity. Just a joke! All the very best then hopefully, andwe say this most sincerely, from your democratically elected House of CommonsMPs! PS: As mitigating circumstances the writer of the above was inadvertently caughtup in scientific gravitational waves while medicinally imbibing of a glass of MountGay Rum, Barbados' finest and the world's oldest and original rum. So theanalysis of his comments, which is an indifference to him, is left entirely to yourjudgement! Stanley Collymore


More Not Less Sleaze, Please! After All, We're BritishMps! By Stanley Collymore White Brits of every social strand, educational backgroundand equally the two recognizably known, time-provablyenduring, naturally biologically prescribed - whetherby the hand of God Himself or through Nature onhis behalf - globally commonly acknowledged,correspondingly extensively accepted and thus reputablyhonoured genders, in addition to those putative othersand perceptibly bogus ones dubiously rolled out inthese current times that numerous campaigningadvocates of them including these self-sameBritons, who in their absolutely perverse,malicious at times and also perverteddelusions both pledge to as staunchzealots of, as well as misguidedlyat best, and rather illogically atits worst credit to themselves. Then haughtily in their absurdly proselytized assertionsdemand that the entirely sane and normal everydayoccupants among the British population at largeand comparably elsewhere in other evidentlyautonomous and sovereign nations of thebroader world must likewise like themdiligently aspire to, amenably follow and naturally too inthis idiotic process, self-servingly, unconditionally andunambiguously sexually capitalize upon. While, onthe other hand, similarly renowned for intensely,purposely, most fraudulently and thoroughlyunreservedly propagandizing the alreadywell-publicized but decidedly none theless phoney conception based on theconstructed moral opinion that allwhite Britons aren't personallybasically cautiously diffidentbut are additionally overtly


respectably circumspectwhen it comes to the artfully encouraged andprovocatively carnal inveiglement of sex.Hence the well-drilled and absorbedlyspecious UK mantra no less of: "Nosex please, for we are (and thus,it's to be intuitively assumed)perceptibly, white British! " A conjecture that very often and much more realisticallyfitting in its subliminal, entirely far-fetched, raciallyconstructed and bizarrely employed execution, isa most rigorous and rather purposely engagedin state of affairs that from a calculatedlywhite British, pompously affected andeven a self-evident and an evidentlyimplausibly deluded position which bears no tangibleresemblance whatsoever to what actually in privateat home in Britain, or more frequently so whenwhite Brits, either individually or otherwisein their collective numbers, habitually gooverseas on their vacation. Every daymanifestations, from the customaryhome-based cuckolding and theirregularized, adulterous affairsthat are actively engaged in,wanton and unmistakablyclandestine displays ofchronicled situationslinking, on the onehand, exquisitelydelightful andromanticallymeaningfulaffiliations. But on the other side of this equation is thefrighteningly dark side of the delusionalexclusivist, self-absorbedly pompous,implausibly licentious, degenerate,British privileged elites and ourMPs sequential, insulting and


predatory sexual activities. © Stanley V. Collymore9 November 2017. Author's Remarks:So it's a no-brainer, won't you say, that as honourable and responsible MPs andnaturally too as members of that coterie of privileged elites of Britain to which wejustly belong that we're thoroughly entitled, and entirely from the perspective ifnothing else of simply who and what we irrefutably are and, of course as well,from our obviously elected legislative and decidedly advantaged positions todetermine what's best for everyone and de facto the entire nation. And to that must additionally be added the immensely important and specificallybolstering portfolio, parliamentary-speaking, of what from our very ownincalculably, knowledgeable point of view and personal experiences maysuperficially on the surface appear to be prima face acts of chance or even grossand serial immorality, but when carefully and impartially examined by us MPsturn out instead to be concerted actions of malicious and mendacious gossips orworst still malevolent disparagements that most categorically bear no semblancewhatsoever to the honesty as apart from the calumny of the genuine situationbeing talked about, examined or media-wise reported on. So please, as MPs we earnestly urge you to get rid of these spurious allegationsabout us and others our kind from your ill-informed minds, and both intelligentlyand charitably subscribe to the enshrined principle of due process in the face ofthese entirely groundless allegations that can correctly be likened to onegratuitously spitting in a gusty breeze. And fully accept on the part of the UnitedKingdom that, those of us who're most honoured to be part of this divinelyblessed and outstanding nation must reciprocally in grateful recognition of ourMPs onerous workloads and unquestionably special needs accord to them theautomatic right to personally and unceasingly indulge in far more and mostcertainly not less sleaze! Stanley Collymore


More Orgasms Not Less I Say! And Why Not Have ANational Orgasm Day? By Stanley Collymore I was once haplessly obliged to overhear, as was everyoneelse on that public omnibus to Worthing, a rather loudmonologue debilitatingly pretty annoying becauseit was actually so mindlessly uninspiring butnevertheless continuously went on apacewhile risibly passing itself off asa conversation when nothingof the kind, I freely admit, couldhave been further removed inlogical terms from the uttergrandstanding and wind-bawling pursuit ofthis incrediblynarcissistic,femaletwit! The subject she was distinctly and obsessivelyconcerned with, as was quite obvious to allof us from the very beginning and whounfortunately were ensconced withher throughout our journey onthat No.23 public transportbus owned and operatedby the regional company Metrobus was sex,which this woman clearly had a problemwith but apparently didn’t see thingsthat way, making it abundantly clearin her distinctly ostentatious andwhat transparently for her wasalso emphatically passed offas an objective discourse, that by no stretchof anyone’s imagination was she a fan,or could ever be influenced to be, ofsexual intercourse and much less


so the personal indulgence ofbeing plausibly prevailedupon by anybody, manor woman, to havingsexually inducedorgasms whichplainly wereout of thatquestion! And while she grudgingly conceded that Nature’s perverseand extremely challenging interventions, as she perceivessome sexual inclinations to be, do at times cause thatunfortunately chosen individual to prioritize andregrettably out of carnal necessity indulge insexually relieving themselves occasionallyin such given situations; all the same,she emphatically stated, their prevalencedisturbingly compounded by the well known physical andmoral dangers of such extravagances ought not to becavalierly understated in the maddening rush toget one’s self sexually mated, but shouldinstead be most sagaciously and self-controllably in every conceivablefashion be seen as a cancerouscurse or even worst and never tolerated let alonewillingly encouraged simply for the sake ofgratuitously having what are very oftenoverrated and, especially for womenhaving sex with men, invariablyimpossible to achieve, quiteuneventful and regularlyresulting in generallyembarrassing andshrewdly faked,hot-bloodedorgasms! © Stanley V. Collymore23 October 2015.


Author’s Remarks:This passenger, of course, was and is entitled to her personal points of view andwhile I support her entitlement to express them in an appropriate forum Inevertheless don’t subscribe to any one frequently unprovoked in any waystridently, and most unconcernedly for the sensitivity or the right to travelpeaceably on a public mode of transport and who just as intrinsically is entitledto that right having such rights callously and or narcissistically usurped by otherswith a particular bee in their bonnet. That said, and even though this woman’s arguments were manifestly skewed byGod alone knows what and that’s not for me to decipher as I didn’t know her andeven though she was making a profound nuisance of herself it wasn’t me thatshe was directly addressing but in effect all of us who were basically involuntarilytrapped on that bus with her, there were some points that she made that werenevertheless valid I thought. But that’s my opinion and you’re perfectly and atwill entitled to yours after reading this poem. What I would say though is this, that there appears to be a very disconcertingand increasingly as well irritating phenomenon pervading large tracts of the UKwhere people with little of substance to say and regardless of whether or notanyone wants to hear let alone actually listen to what they decide to unthinkinglyregurgitate from within their generally purblind minds, automatically think thatthey have a dispensation to do precisely that. And other than the restriction of sex effectively used as a tool to prevent more oftheir kind being insidiously produced, I really don’t see why the curtailment of arather practical and highly efficient means of continuing a particular species andthat generally is most pleasurable as well should be inhibited. Stanley Collymore


Most Emphatically A Bajan In Every Regard! By Stanley Collymore You persistently gave much needed succour to myforbearers in their hour of need; and throughoutthe painfully long, trying and devastatingcalamities they were routinely andinhumanly subjected to youwere always there. Just as you provided the inspiration for theendeavours of my grandparents andparents' generations, as well asmy own, to combat andrise above the feralpropensity of the albino Caucasian hordeswho intuitively, though ludicrously byvirtue of their barbarity, convincedthemselves then and even to thisday still believe against allrational judgement that theyare racially superior in everyway to the Black sons anddaughters that you gaverise to, nurtured andconsistently haveempowered toforever standtheir groundand neverever runaway. We've learnt those lessons well! Are hugely proudof what you've already done and intentionally,regardless of the circumstances, will carryon doing, wherever we are, for all ofus; and as faithful sons and loyaldaughters all do joyfully andindefatigably reassert our


enduring love, absoluteand unquestioningloyalty and utter commitment toyou our truthfully blessed,beloved and profoundlyinspiring homelandthat is Barbados! © Stanley V. Collymore18 November 2014. A Progenitorial Tribute: On the 30th November 2014 Barbados celebrates 48 years as a durably stable,democratic, immensely well-educated - the country has a truly impressive 100%adult literacy rate, which is recurrently confirmed by UNESCO and, as a result,proudly puts it among the top five nations globally in this educationalstratosphere of the truly excellent. Education in Barbados is statutorily but welcomingly by all Bajans compulsorilyuniversal as well as absolutely and legally free - namely that it's fully statefunded at all levels from all pre-school stages, including kindergarten, to highereducational and postgraduate university studies by consensual parliamentaryagreement as well as every Barbadian government that assumes power -regardless of its general and overall political ideology - to all those who are ofBarbadian heritage and residing on the island, irrespective of where in the worldthey were born or actually grew up. Significantly, too, with a phenomenal and comprehensively universal health caresystem that's likewise funded by the state at the behest of the government inoffice and completely free to all those in need of its services at the point of entryand throughout their lifetime, Barbados is truly blessed with an enormouslyhealthy population across the board of its inhabitants, and along with Japanproudly boasts among its physically fit and mentally active populace theencouraging and noble distinction of having in its midst the greatest living andongoing number of centenarians anywhere in the world. Crucially as well theaverage life expectancy relative to Barbadians of both genders is an impressive77 years. And quite interestingly for a country that's only 21 miles long and 14 and a halfmiles wide and with a domestic population of 280,000 souls residing there,


Barbados in terms of its national GDP measurement ranks among the top 50wealthiest nations in the world. Characteristically a nation of very prudent, economic-wise and exceptionallythrifty people who continue, as they've always historically done, to live wellwithin their financial means, Barbados' exalted and global economic statusdoesn't in the least surprise any Bajan of either gender or, for that matter, theequally enlightened outsider who is fully cognisant of Barbados' overall history. For it was Barbados' money derived from sugar, molasses and rum created byenslaved Black Barbadian labour and of which England - there was no UnitedKingdom then as the union with Scotland hadn't even been conceived let alonebrought to fruition - had an absolute global monopoly that made England theprominent country it became and put the Great in Britain. Since Barbados was itsmost valuable colony that funded the English Industrial Revolution as well asother significant financial, political and social developments in this previously off-shore European backwater called England. A state of affairs that remarkably catapulted England, and subsequently whatwould become the United Kingdom, into the global superpower and empire thatboth jointly became, and remained so until their demise in the middle and latterhalves of the 20th Century. A period of time, too, at the outset when Barbadoswasn't only England and the UK's most prized asset but also their wealthiestcolony! And therefore against that enthralling and memorable backdrop, and additionallyfor all the many other wonderful things that you've done over the years and stillcarry on doing for your eternally grateful sons and daughters, this immenselyproud and hugely thankful Bajan son of yours most wholeheartedly wish you theheartiest of congratulations on the attainment and commemoration of the 48thanniversary year of your independence concomitant with your richly deservedstatus as a sovereign state, attendant with all the conceivable best wishes, inevery regard, for your future. Most steadfastly, perpetually and loyally yoursStanley V. Collymore. Stanley Collymore


Muito Obrigado Fernanda! By Stanley Collymore To all those who already and gratefully know you as wellas others who’ve only just recently had the fortunatepleasure of meeting you and were themselveslikewise and generously afforded thatselfsame opportunity of personallygetting to know you too, onemust truthfully say that in every conceivable wayyou’re a most truly amazing person Fernanda;and among your numerous and notablypraiseworthy characteristics deeplyembedded, it must be honestlysaid, in this remarkablyimpressive assemblage of highly commendableacclamations spontaneously and quite deservinglyshowered upon you and, significantly, not atall in the very least difficult to understandwhy or jointly find, that compassion,selflessness and the instinctive andcaring attribute you possess forhelping others readily cometo mind. And for which Ipersonally would verymuch like to sincerelysay: “Muito obrigadominha queridaFernanda! ” © Stanley V. Collymore19 May 2015. Author’s Remarks:Many ordinary members of the general public would I imagine, comfortablyconcur that one of the greatest misnomers in contemporary English is the oft-used and exceedingly dishonest terminology Customer Service that in practicalterms typically means very little at all or else takes no serious regard, eitherfrom an empathetic perspective or in any other sense for that matter, ofcustomers as relevant people or their interests generally as important matters


desirous of genuine concern let alone are earnestly regarded as issuesdemanding satisfactory conclusions to what sparked whatever unfortunatematter occurred in the first place; as well as nothing that in the remotest senseof the etymological definition of the term service has any direct bearingwhatsoever or material relevance to that word. States of affairs that ordinary shoppers and customers across our country, theUK, have rather stoically conditioned themselves to and, in the usual course ofevents, either unquestioningly or else left unchallenged tend to acknowledge. So effectively to startlingly come across someone who is so entirely the oppositeof all these things and, what’s more, is diametrically opposed herself to thisappallingly flawed notion of Customer Service and in fact vigorously goes out ofher way at every turn to remedy it is truthfully remarkable indeed, andconsequently needs to be unreservedly celebrated. Hence this poem inappreciative tribute to one such individual doing her level best not only to buckwhat’s undeniably a tarnished system and authentically deliver what she’sactually employed to do, but is equally enthusiastically prepared to go that extradistance to ensure that even if the customer isn’t always right they neverthelessdo have rights! And to that end: “Muito Obrigado Fernanda! ” – Many ThanksFernanda! Stanley Collymore


Murder A Fitting Retribution For The Zionist LowlifeDeniers Of The Caribbean Slave Trade Holocaust! By Stanley Collymore The sparkly and razor sharp blade of the skilfully wieldedMachete slashed purposefully and remorselessly into thebared left shoulder of the Labtory adversary of JeremyCorbyn and vile Tory insider traitor of the genuineBritish Labour Party; the wound inflicted causingthe blood now liberated to rush unimpeded fromthe surgical cut expertly created; sparked palpable fearin the heart of and visible consternation on the face ofthe white, lowlife scum trash and designated victimbut in a pre-arranged fight to the death there wasabsolutely nowhere that this dross element ofhuman kind could run to without causingmaximum humiliation to himself andeven greater opprobrium on hisfateful and impending doom. A teasing pre-slaughtering action as this BajanBrit determinedly and decisively geared upfor the piecemeal dissection and completeannihilation of this piece of white trash,lowlife scum shit that he'd calculatedlychallenged and with all the officiallystipulated, assiduously accordedand legally guaranteed Barbadian immunitiesgranted for a fight to the death - no quarteragreed nor expected - in the environs ofa Bajan sugar cane field and under thesame broiling sun, and as close to asachievable the particular inhumansituation that the two sets of mygrandparents enslaved grandparents were savagely andbarbarically obligated toconsistently subsist induring their enforced


duration in slavery. All this, you Labtory Zionist scum, brought aboutpremeditatedly and exclusively at the hands ofyour instigating, massively profiteering andnow concertedly, mind-bogglingly corrupt,lying and barbaric Yids; notwithstandingthe surfeit of meticulously detailed andthe contemporaneously and copiouslywritten down evidence, lots of it andquite boastingly at the time written by thesesame Yids whom you're now fraudulentlyprotecting, that indisputably shows andsimilarly unquestionably proves thatthe Transatlantic Slave Trade whichbegan in my Barbadian, ancestralhomeland was intentionally theactions, and furthermore wasalso emphatically and quitedemonically these ratherrepulsive Yids sole andodious premeditatedlyimplemented doing! © Stanley V. Collymore3 June 2016. Author's Remarks:Jeremy Corbyn who I unreservedly respect and committedly support with everyfibre of my being and all the devoted personal resolve at my command is mostgratifyingly in humanity and political terms the complete antithesis of Tony Blair:a former leader of the Labour Party which with Gordon Brown his compliant andcomplicit Tonto figure they both arbitrarily changed for the very worst, who is anundisputed mass murderer, utilizer of crimes against humanity, consummateprofiteer from his premeditated acts of criminality, an inveterate sociopath withpronounced psychopathic tendencies, a demented and overbearing control freakand all this in tandem with being an utterly loathsome pathological liar - patentlyand collectively his most amiable characteristics - that should be permanentlyensconced in an appropriate prison cell or maximum security lunatic asylumwithout any chance of parole or release if only for the multifaceted andhorrendous crimes he's directly responsible for after his dishonest authorization


of Britain's illegal attack of and invasion of Iraq on a pack of lies that he knewwere lies, rather than to still have the capability and freedom to walk the streetsof the United kingdom at will. And while Tony Blair lied regularly in the past and consistently does so even nowJeremy Corbyn in marked contrast says what he genuinely thinks and believes;and unsurprisingly for such a highly principled person as he undoubtedly is he'salways right! But the tragedy of the Tony Blair and Gordon Brown legacy andtheir hideous transformation of the Labour Party and its dramatic lurch to the far-right of the British political spectrum is that currently in Britain the three majorEnglish based political parties in the House of Commons: the Tories, the LabourParty's parliamentary wing and the Lib-Dems are all now either Nazi or fascistZionist in character and very much pro-Yidland entities in their entire structureand proselytizing beliefs. Consequently we have in the present Labour Party's case a national membershiphaving decisively eschewed what Blair, Brown and their rightwing Labtory cohortsdisastrously stood for and perniciously represent massively taking their belovedparty back to its original roots and significantly in that process elected JeremyCorbyn, a socialist and decades duration, longstanding and committed LabourParty and labour movement man as their indisputable and popular leader. An emphatic democratic assertion by them that however the compositebrotherhood and sisterhood of Dykes, Queers and practising paedophiles thatmanifestly and overwhelmingly comprise the current 2016 House of Commonsparliamentary MP membership of the Labour Party, are themselves to everyDyke, Queer and paedophile one of them fully paid up Nazi or fascist Zionists,together with being instinctive and stalwart supporters of Yidalnd and doing so inspite of the heinous crimes and barbaric acts of genocide routinely perpetratedagainst the indigenous Palestinians whose country this colonialist, ultra-racist,Nazi-mindset imbued, interloping Middle Eastern and fraudulent"Jewish" entity has brutally and barbarically purloined; but totallyuncaring of all this, these Blairite and Labtory aficionados absolutely self-servingand career-motivated in their self-centred aspirations as MPs and therefore aren'trespecters of democratic ideals but nevertheless have no compunctionwhatsoever in dishonestly using the terms properly and genuinely associatedwith democracy to feather their political and financial nests while serving as welltheir iniquitous ends, happily and unequivocally carry on with their undiluted andundivided support for the oppressive and sham democratic Yidland constructwhile at the same time assiduously and contemptuously employing everynefarious means at their disposal to undermine, humiliate, denigrate, betray andreprehensibly essay to undemocratically oust from his elected position the


enormously democratic choice for leader of the British Labour Party, JeremyCorbyn. The sickening truth and deadly ironic situation in all this is that Jeremy Corbynhasn't killed anyone nor has any intention in his political role of doing so; quitethe opposite as a matter of fact, and his policies will both dramatically anddrastically reverse NOT exacerbate more global wars with their attendanthorrendous deaths caused by western hegemonic and illegal regime changes inGlobal South countries; exploitative natural resources quests and wars waged onan imperialistic and colonialist perspective to satisfy the vile and obsessive greedof Zionist bankers and western multinational corporations; while in knowinglyand marked contrast Tony Blair has directly contributed to the unwarranted andillegal deaths of millions of innocent civilians combined with the mammothcreation of total chaos in these peoples' countries; disharmony within and thewilful implementation of failed states on purely ideological grounds but wherepreviously none of this incomprehensible situations existed. Yet it's Tony Blairwho has the sheer audacity and temerity to tell the British public and the worldat large that election of Jeremy Corbyn as leader of the Labour Party and hisperspective prime-ministership of Britain are both virulent and incalculablylooming dangers for the United Kingdom and those who live there, as well as therest of the world. Talk about the pot calling the kettle black. Predictably Blair's acolytes in the parliamentary Labour Party have deceitfullytaken up this mantra and like the repugnant and blatant liars they equally arehave with the speed and determination of Usain Bolt taken to running with it; forin their case they're brain-dead pillocks and pathological liars that risibly to therest of us intelligent folk even believe their barefaced lies and pathetic fantasies,and if they could would in a heartbeat have Tony Blair back as their leader - butbelieve me it won't happen, NOT in the Labour Party - or failing that someonelike Tony Blair with the same criminal and sociopathic murdering mindset. And even knowing the massive support that Jeremy Corbyn has and enjoysamong the Labour Party's membership and the general rank and file Laboursupporters like me these detritus and queer specimens of supposed humanity willeven so still persist with their fiendish antics until the long-suffering among usquite understandably get thoroughly sick and tired of them and both fittingly andsystematically begin to wipe them out. Hence my Barbadian challenge in tweetspublished on the 31st May 2016 to these bullying but underneath their arrogantexterior cowardly morons using their residual power and influence in the LabourParty administration to suggest quite idiotically that the Caribbean Slave Tradedidn't exist as the initial and main part of the Transatlantic Slave Trade, and inthe process of doing so grotesquely and unforgivably insulting the memories of


these enforced slaves, several of whom were my direct ancestors, by JEWS whowere instrumental in starting this barbarous enterprise in my ancestral homelandof Barbados, that they monopolistically controlled and profited hugely from hadnothing whatsoever to do with the slave trade and to suggest otherwise, is in thesick minds of these ignorant and historical revisionists "anti-Semitic"and consequently Labour Party members like JACKIE WALKER who speaks thetruth on this matter must be banned or suspended from the Labour Party as"anti-Semites." Well I bloody well take exception to that. Use this fraudulent anti-Semitic scamall you want to but when you start employing it to traduce the memories of mydirect ancestors and other Blacks who were horrendously treated victims of theBarbadian and the whole extensive and utterly iniquitous Transatlantic SlaveTrade enterprise, that's one of a number of specific REDLINES that I'll happilyKILL or DIE for! So if you still asininely feel as you do, you Zionist Labtoryassholes, then meet me in Barbados as I suggested! In Germany, France, Austria and some other European countries it's a criminaloffence with the defendant if found guilty subject to a term of imprisonment forsuggesting let alone asserting that Europe's holocaust didn't happen. No suchpunishment though were anyone within the legal jurisdiction of these sameEuropean countries to deny the existence of Germany's two holocausts carriedout in its then African colony of Southwest Africa, now present day andindependent Namibia, at the start of the 20th century and some two decadesbefore the European one. This despite the Germans having later confessed that the Namibian holocaustwere a bench mark for their European one and furthermore that in 1985 theUnited Nations Whitaker Report classified these African holocausts as a deliberateattempt to exterminate the Herero and Nama peoples of Southwest Africa on thepart of the German government and its variously involved authorities then andtherefore constitutes the earliest acts of genocide in the 20th Century. In 2004 the German government recognized somewhat reluctantly and belatedlyand in the same vein apologized for these Namibian "events" as theywere called but ruled out financial compensation for the victims' descendants.Then eleven years on from 2014 in July 2015 the German government andparliament officially called these Southwest Africa "events" a"genocide" and "part of a race war" but both theGovernment of Germany and its parliament persisted in refusing to even considerreparations and also did not officially label the Southwest Africa Holocaust asgenocide.


Contrast, if you will, that vile attitude of the German government and itsparliament to the Namibians with their entirely different and obsequious one tothe Jew victims, wholly and subjectively, of Europe's holocaust. Not onlyreparations paid exclusively to those who survived and are also their descendantsto the present day,3 June 2016 and 71 years after World War II ended whileblatantly ignoring the obvious and known fact, and to of all people the Germans,that millions of Gypsies and others far greater in total than the supposed sixmillion touted ad nauseum in respect of these Jews also dies as a directconsequence of Germany and its European allies concerted acts of genocidecarried out in Europe circa 1939-45; but additionally it's a criminal offence todeny Europe's holocaust and specifically so in relation to the Jews and no oneelse - never mind the Gypsies and others who were also slaughtered. Similarly it's also a criminal and imprisonable offence to involve one's self in anyactivity perceived by these Zionist thought police that now constitute the Germanauthorities who happily abide by the arbitrary rules of their Zionist puppetmasters to say or do anything that they unilaterally consider to be offensive toJews or more realistically to those who know the truth that they fraudulentlyconsider to be anti-Semitic to a people that ludicrously aren't Semites, or evenproper practising Jews but are unquestionably bogus ones. So against thatbackdrop of such ingrained bigotry: racial and otherwise, it's hardly surprisingthat the overt display of Germany's rank hypocrisy and pernicious doublestandards in relation to the Herero and Nama peoples of Namibia as well as theGypsy victims of Germany's initiated and ruthlessly executed along with itsEuropean holocaust allies is as it still currently stands - absolutely loathsome! Stanley Collymore


Murder Does Tend To Upset People, You Know! By Stanley Collymore What truthfully are you playing at my Black brothersand sisters and particularly those of you who areyoung enough to be my sons or daughters?Have you actually taken leave of yoursenses in freely opting to spew outyour pointless and uncontrolledanger in this murderous way, and as you evidentlyhave done leaving me personally in the processand as a fellow Black person myself, and I'llgamely venture a guess feeling about thismatter as strongly as I do, that you willrealize I'm not alone on this one andwith no replacement choice nor anyother rational option left me but to honestly,unambiguously and unapologetically sayit's absolute insanity and a conflictingaspiration what you are deliberatelydoing by spitefully depleting theranks of your own Black kindby additionally and evilly, tomy mind, engaging in thisreprehensibly depraved,unlawful and entirelyself-defeating task,in plainly a mostill-determinedlethal way Imust say? This is no pointless criticism or any gratuitousdenunciation of you on my part encouragedby stereotypical and sinister conceptionsthat others take to heart and idioticallyhave of you my inherent sisters andbrothers due to the colouration ofyour skin and respectively yourracial origins: what they quite


euphemistically and bluntlyderisively refer to as your ethnicity but we allknow perfectly well what they really mean,and how in these deep-rooted and firmlyheld prejudices mutually underpinnedby them they haughtily, falsely anddeceitfully claim in their perverseopinions of you, individually aswell as generally, that you'reirrefutably and inescapably what you are,as it's unquestionably all consolidatedin your biological genes and equallyobviously sub-standard DNA; andtherefore explicitly making youinferior to them in every way!And consequently there's noreal possibility of you everaccurately understandingfar less so satisfactorilyor permanently copingwith this unique andcancerously Blackongoing malady! Nothing of course could be that further from thetruth either commonly or specifically whereBlack people are principally concerned.Furthermore, your general attitude tolife itself noticeably reinforced byyour persistently feral, materiallyanti-social and disturbinglyworrisome behaviour all of which are markedlycompounded by your accursed dispositiontowards committing inexplicably stupidand ferocious murders which neithersingly nor collaboratively do owtpositive, as is most manifest, toeven minimally suppress theroaring chorus of justifiedvilification aimed at youbut most vexatiously inthat vicious crossfire


indiscriminately toopursues the broaderBlack communitythat is in no wayeither involvedwith or linkedto your illicitconduct anddelinquentactivities. So please do hear me out and let me honestly saythat although I'm not in any way insensitive tothe variety of problems that on a daily basisyou're forced to face and routinely endurefrom those who constitute the majorityelements within our population andby and large collectively with theofficial authorities specificallyof the said country in whichyou too were born in and is also home to you butquite disgracefully it's you who are uniquelymade to feel from birth like strangers whoneither rightfully belong there nor muchless so should ever be conferred withthe common courtesy or more aptlythe equitable opportunity to playany constructive role in it; andwhen detrimental insults likethese are then injuriously reinforced byperceptibly unequal and excessivelycreated stop and search crusades,widespread discrimination inschooling, higher educationpossibilities, standard jobapplications and racialprofiling intended toguarantee that youmore likely thannot deliberatelywould be theirselect target


to naturally,bigotedlyand alasfor younot theone togain! Then additionally as they also conspiratorially plannedto have you instead end up in jail and for much longerperiods of time, unsurprising and routinely so, forcomparable offences perpetrated by their whiteCaucasian criminal kind, it's dreadfully hardI wholeheartedly accept for you being thevisible and innate legacy of the severalcenturies long Transatlantic Slavery,incessant black male emasculationand the 21st Century entrenchedmindset of white supremacist racists, coupled with thehorde of empire loyalists and the ongoing ravagesof unchecked pseudo-colonialism to rein in thissubliminal and hugely provoked anger whichyou clearly feel. But I do believe that thereare other and more constructive avenuesto remedy these harassing problems;and turning this pent up anger ofyours, through gratuitous actsof murder, on your fellowBlacks is definitely notone of them, and alsomost categoricallynot the answer! © Stanley V. Collymore8 April 2016. Author's Comments:This is not only personal but is coming from a fellow Black, as you are. So I'mnot going to mince my words and will tell you like I see it is! It's among theeasiest things in the world to mindlessly use a knife, take another person's lifeand in the process of doing that think you're actually big for doing so. Well you're


wrong my friend, you aren't and all it actually does is to show how gullible youreally are to the criminal propaganda of the street. How very little or no value atall you place on human life including your own and what a waste you've madenot only of your victim's life but your own as well when with some reasonableforethought and a completely different approach to both these lives, yours andthe person you chose to kill, could have with basic commonsense combined withcritical deliberation been positively turned around in a fashion for the good ofyourself, the society you belong to and overall humanity itself. But if you can't ordon't want to see that then perhaps you're bound for the right place if you aren'talready there: jail and possibly even on death row. And if that's all the recompense you're going to repay your dear Momma forcarrying you those 9 months and 2 weeks and the agonizing pain sheexperienced giving birth to you combined with all the people who love you andhave tirelessly endeavoured to let you know this while you were growing up fromthe state of babyhood, through your pubescent years and into young adulthood,then with that kind of blatant ingratitude on your part in gratuitously indulging asyou are in your criminal behaviour all I can say is that you have a very seriousproblem to which you must quite urgently attend. I'm not preaching at you but simply suggesting that you take stock of your lifeand realize that there are other more constructive ways to conduct your life. Solet me be absolutely frank and honest about this and categorically state that I'mnot asking you to be the willing target of other people's wrongdoings whateverthese are; nor am I suggesting either that you gratuitously turn the other cheekin relation to what they're doing; but even so I‘d like to implore you to do whatmy beloved and wise maternal Grand, and we all know how important and prizedgrandmothers are in all Black communities, who has played an instrumental rolethroughout my own life told me. When you see trouble coming your way she said, give it a wide berth and walkaway from it; if it should follow and continue to stalk you in spite of your doingso still keep on walking away from it while intelligently maintaining a keen eye onwhat it's up to she advised, and only if the person or persons involved refuse toheed this pragmatic and sensible response of yours, then arrogantly on their partinterpret your conciliatory gesture and actions as a sign of cowardice orweakness, or wilfully opt to misinterpret them not as restraint on your part butfear instead and consequently is/are about to attack you, should you act in self-defence with every resource at your command. That way you'll have a moralright and hopefully even in this discernibly bigoted western society where it's thewhite Caucasian man or woman that controls both at home and significantly tooin other countries that idiotically let them dictate what happens there, you'll have


the law on your side. Adding astutely that even criminals and especially thosewith nous don't pick fights that are utterly pointless since with them it's all abouthubris; and deny them that and they're like a rudderless boat all at sea. Sobelieve me when I say that their pride alone won't let them willingly fall into theposition. Now my friends it's entirely up to you! Stanley Collymore


Murderous Motherhood - The Ultimate Act Of HumanBetrayal! By Stanley Collymore Motherhood is and has always been regarded inevery society that's truly civilized one as thefulcrum of a truly advantageous family life,the consummate preservation of societalnorms and the intrinsically formulatedand profoundly treasured values thatvastly and invaluably contribute toand indelibly decisively fashionthe mindful understanding andeven the subconscious acknowledgement and freeacceptance of who we are or studiously want tobe as an ongoing progressive and thoroughlyenlightened society or nation reciprocallyand harmoniously benefiting from thefruition of our collective aspirations.And as such there is an intentionalamalgamation of markedly right-thinking people internationally,and not only those confinedto Britain, who fundamentally and willinglyentrust their fullest, staunch and heartfeltcooperation towards the attainment andovert utilization of what is essentiallyan exceptionally exemplary humanrights situation and furthermore averitably admirable and durable,principled system exposition!And when fatally sabotagedby of all persons a mother,cannot be verbalized orunderstood as anythingother than a murderousbetrayal of motherhood! © Stanley V. Collymore


24 May 2016. Author's Remarks:It's hardly surprising that those who are cosseted by and criminally protected bythe powerful and most influential in the land not only think but also assuredlyconvince themselves that they can and will with impunity get away with murder;and what's more are entitled to vituperatively vilify those who dare question thisassumed right of theirs. The frequency and number of children deliberately killed in Britain either throughthe individual actions of their respective mother or else as a direct consequenceof the dastardly collusion between her, her husband, boyfriend or lover andirrespective of whether or not there is any biological connection between themurdered victims and their mothers' co-conspirators of wilful death is not onlyfrightening and an alarming aspect of contemporary British life but also aconsummately shaming societal development. And so this poem is written in commemoration of all such murdered and innocentvictims, the vast majority of whom once their tragic story is out of the limelightand the perpetrators of their crimes having been arrested, tried, convicted andsent to jail where they belong, are unfortunately quickly forgotten and remainthat way until the next child homicide is given media prominence. But that's not always the end of the story as not every murdering mother who'spatently guilty of killing her own offspring, and even more contemptibly culpableof infanticide in the process, is ever arraigned brought to court and treatedobjectively, as anyone else in her specific situation would be, before the law;since primarily there are dark forces at work to ensure that in her case that'snever likely to happen. For despite her privately known and even acknowledged criminality this immunefelon because of her powerful connections, biological or otherwise, that are thenably assisted by those with immeasurable influence knows full well that with amind-boggling mixture of pretentiousness and hubris she can manipulatively playthe innocent or cruelly misunderstood victim in this self-willed matter that sheherself, it mustn't be forgotten, has both rashly and irresponsibly created andwhat's more is principally, if not solely, and in spite of her intentionallyobfuscating tactics profoundly responsible for. And while the immunity that she has secretly and unjustifiably been given andwhich is itself scandalously buttressed by the impunity she officially reserves for


herself to act in any manner she cares to and that accordingly sees her as theclassic portrayal of the Untouchable Teflon Woman able to freely walk the streetsof her country rather than being justly and legally placed behind bars and servinga lengthy prison sentence; the public is additionally confronted with the toadyingand asinine spectacle of seeing the forces of law and order at considerableexpense to the taxpaying public and with a Canute-ingrained mindset essaying tobizarrely fortify this murdering mother's house of cards with the most elaboratelymanufactured and media propagandized but all the same sanctioned at thehighest levels implausible story; although easily recognizable as such to theaverage observant or prescient-minded person who from the onset of thismassive charade has been perceptibly and consciously aware of what has beengoing on. And the observable moral and the truth here? Any woman who's fertile canbreed; getting pregnant however doesn't necessarily mean that she possessesthe requisite qualities to be a fit or successful mother however unconscionablyshe is cosseted or unwarrantedly protected! Stanley Collymore


My Amazing Grandmother! By Stanley Collymore You are my mentor, have always been my staunchestprotector and throughout my life were always thereto help me whenever I had a seemingly insolubleproblem, whether it was my own or someoneelse's doing, that I hadn't the slightest cluehow to go about satisfactorily solving; yetyou always in such circumstances quiteundauntedly and with an indomitableencouragement calmly, consolinglyand appreciably encouragingly aswas your customary wont stepped in and withyour knowledgeable expertise consummatewisdom and in your typically enlightenedfashion tenderly and most pragmaticallyplaced before me the realistic optionsopened to me while astutely leavingme with the concluding decision asfully mine to make, but whateverthat was I honestly knew wouldconfidently be assisted as everby your intrinsic and concreteguarantee, itself perceptivelyand devotedly supportive ofme! Honestly an inimitablewoman that's what I freelyreckon, and candidly howprovidential and entirelyabsolutely rewarding toknow you're my Gran! © Stanley V. Collymore25 May 2016. Author's Thoughts:In an utterly screwed up world where significant numbers of people, and possiblyeven the vast majority of inhabitants of this Planet Earth that we contentiously


share with each other and most conspicuously so in the so-called westerndeveloped world, haven't a realistic clue who or what they really are or even whythey're actually living and consequently for the overwhelming majority of themlife is utterly meaningless. Thankfully for me and my entire family that has never been a problem or isn'tever likely to be and for that fortunate and most rewarding situation theinspirational force and the invaluable contribution to this immeasurably beneficialand most prodigiously rewarding situation is unquestionably and significantly dueto my incomparable Gran! And this poem is just a small token of my appreciation, gratitude and myfathomless love for a truly remarkable human being who is also incontestably aprincipal and highly prized member of my family! Stanley Collymore


My Aversion To This Tiresome Obsession WithQueerism And Dykeism! By Stanley Collymore What do you actually want from me, as if I didn't already know?But as I've categorically stated, unwaveringly mean and haveno intention at all of ever backsliding on in any way, I'mstaunchly and unyieldingly heterosexual and have nointention whatever of changing my personal sexualstatus in order, as you incredibly put it and evenridiculously suggested that I should considerthe alternatives to how I'm happily livingmy life, to even, in your point of view,beneficially enhance my social andeconomic situation by actuallybecoming gay? Really? Noway, I must honestly say! For such Queer actions, attendant with their Dyke andPaedophile activities, are truthfully sexual deviantacts that I perceive to be utterly disgusting and,irrefutably repulsive in every conceivableway, detrimental abominations to methat I don't wat, with their tiresomeand inappropriate strife, to everbe remotely associated with,play any part in, or havewithin a billion lightyears of my life. © Stanley V. Collymore25 August 2017. Author's Comments:I've no problem, or do I envisage any on my part, relative to two genuinelyconsulting individuals having sex with each other within the confines of their ownprivate environment; personally understand and feel that their conduct legallyembarked upon is no business of anyone other than their own unless they


coercively try to push their sexual preferences down the throats, so to speak, ofothers whether the latter, and accosted clearly encounters, are themselvespredisposed or empathetic to what these sexual proselytizers are doing. And consequently, that the former stipulations aside and steadfastly adhered to,the preferences and or activities of these practising male homosexuals orlesbians should not, is my firm contention, be condemned per se just because ofwhat they sexually are, any more than heterosexuals of either gender - and I stillsteadfastly believe and accept that they are only two such differentiations -likewise indulging in their own preferred sexual activities and doing so equallywithin the full remit of the law of the land shouldn't be forced to find themselvessingled out for personal abuse either by homosexuals or lesbians, or even sexualprudes, for who or what they are. An equality of clarification and mutual distinction openly and honestly expressedfrom my own perspective. And this, I will add, in spite of the fact that all of mylife, and for me an unquestionably unchanging situation, being the consciouslystaunch heterosexual that I am, homosexuality, of any form and that includeslesbianism, doesn't, hasn't or will it ever appeal to me personally. And for theself-evident reasons that I'm not that way inclined, cannot in any shape or formbe persuaded to be homosexual, and furthermore homosexuality doesn't holdany attractions for me, or do any permutations of it, even in heterosexualrelationships that I've mutually and legally embarked on in the past as well asmy current one ever tempted me to change my mind; and that applies to samegender sex. And whatever criticisms that anyone might care to level at me forholding these points of view, feel free to do so as you won't change my mind,and besides just as you're entitled to your opinion, and I respect that, I'mequally entitled to my own, my civil entitlements and, of course, my inalienableright to feel the way I do, respectfully accepting that I don't go aroundproselytizing others to my point of view. What, however, I'm diametrically opposed to as regards same gender sex andunderstandably from my own perspective totally abhor in all their forms areQueerism and Dykeism, which in my view bear no semblance to homosexual onthe part of men or lesbianism when it comes to women. And personally, andagain from my perspective, have no credibility whatsoever in my analysis of boththese features any more than child abuse, rape or paedophilia carried out byheterosexuals do because they're heterosexuals. Since from exhaustiveobservation on my part reinforced by meticulous and extensive research theloathsome techniques of Dykeism and Queerism that I've long attached to thesetwo deviant forms of sexual behaviour are quite manifestly abnormal, sickening,and iniquitously corrupt; despicably inappropriate, and in the most contemptibly


self-serving manner thoroughly and destructively exploitative. An aberrant form of sexual behaviour whose proponents seek to mask itsendemic evilness by deceitfully taking and then barefacedly and callouslymisappropriating the "finer" aspects of lesbianism and malehomosexuality to not only put a seemingly positive gloss on their odious agendaand proselytizing approach to harvesting converts but also through theirmendacious and fraudulent approaches and obnoxious pursuits vaingloriouslyportrayed as "normal and conducive manifestations of physical andemotional love", and quite categorically not above intentionally anddisingenuously employing in the most concerted manner their well-honed, Britishestablishment and "privileged elites" accommodating methods,themselves extremely intimidatingly with all the political and parliamentarysupport and goodwill they can muster - and which to be perfectly honest is trulyenormous to say the least, as this is both fertile and friendly territory for them -manipulatively and exploitatively have turned Britain "ass over head"into becoming a Queer and Dyke domain. The resultant effect of which is that the United Kingdom has not only become adecidedly perverse as well as an exceedingly and predominantly sick society butalso one in which genuine heterosexuals have effectively become a rare breedwhile virulently regarded by these aberrant sexual deviants as the enemy within.What a queer state of affairs! Stanley Collymore


My Independent Declaration Of Life! (Poem) By Stanley Collymore I'm not obsessed with life as the vast majority of you out thereevidently are and therefore I enjoy my life to the fullest andhave always done so, reinforced by the fact that I don'tfear anyone or anything, come to that, and that mostdefinitely includes death. So given the choice ofdying or forced to stay alive in this world I'mliving in and itself run by cunts like DonaldTrump and his Yid Nazi-Zionist ilk, it'sbasically a no-brainer of a decision forme which of the two, in that givensituation, I'd immediate prefer. So they can all blow this entire Planet Earth up for all Icare, since as the practising Christian that I am andhave always been, I firmly and unconditionallybelieve in an after-life attended by a muchbetter existence because of the life I'velived here on earth so far, coupled with the one thatI presently enjoy; and which to-date isn't all thatbad, I can assure you. So please, go ahead andridiculously press the Rogue State USA anddual NATO nuclear buttons Donald Trumptogether with other others of your kind,and in your predominantly narcissistic,self-opinionated, methodically dim-witted Reality TV minds and alikedelusional manner, gratuitouslyinstigate and stupidly createyour farcically posturing,profoundly insane andclearly irreversiblynuclear winter! © Stanley V. Collymore19 August 2017.


Author's Remarks:A global nuclear war instigated by Rogue State USA is neither Hiroshima andNagasaki, Operation Gladio nor the numerous other illegal and barbaricescapades that this bullying and reprehensible entity has been involved in fromits very inception and that since the end of World War Two has resulted in thegratuitous mass murder of in excess of 50 million people worldwide. Rogue State USA, its toadying and arse-licking sycophants like Britain and theothers of its ilk in the terrorist organization NATO must be challenged andbrought to heel, and not least so because of the massive and invariablyirreparable damage they've done in a diversity of ways to the rest of humanityand still carry on doing. And that involves constructive global unity between thedecent and legitimate nations on this planet earth grasping the nettle and doingsomething about these intolerable travesties being perpetrated against ordinaryand innocent persons, in their millions, globally. And self-reliance is the key to achieving your objectives, since the likes of Russia,and China that like to pretend they're the friends of those in the Global Southevidently aren't; and in my opinion are no fucking different from Rogue StateUSA and NATO. And are essentially no more than wannabe entities themselvesthat want to be part of the same white, western and discernibly barbaric andexploitative world that Rogue State USA currently and with the assistance of itswhite western lackeys and largely but not exclusively so Middle Eastern, ArabUseful Idiots control. And if Rogue State USA that hogs all of this were to openits arms to Russia and China these two mother-fucking hypocrites would jump atthe chance to be a part of this Cabal of the ongoing murderous and exploitativepractices directed against the Global South. Stanley Collymore


My Life! My Decisions! I surely know what my place in life is but it’snot what others who perceive me as lessthan a human being think it ought to be,nor will their bigoted and ignorantassumptions of me become reality on mypart. For I’m a highly intelligent personwith a fully functioning brain in myhead who thinks for himself andthen consciously makes hisown decisions in relationto what’s best for hisindividual life. © Stanley V. Collymore20 December 2010. Stanley Collymore


My Name Is Ebola. And Officially You'D Be Most WiseTo Fear Me! By Stanley Collymore My name is Ebola, and to all intents and purposes it seems thatI am a highly infectious and deadly disease like no otherbefore me in living memory, or even on record I'mtold; and going by the immense and undeniablypropagandistic hype surrounding me, Iveritably constitute a very scaryproposition both to beholdand likewise to get your head around, understandably;as well as being as unlikely a favoured companionyou could ever possibly imagine to expectantlyfind; freely want to relate to; or sensiblyinvolve yourself with; if, that is,you're genuinely composmentis and truly ofa sound mind. Yet despite all that I've actually been around now for morethan half a century, and as circumstances previouslydictated was habitually and exclusively confinedto Africa it's true; although surprisingly asit happens and incredibly as it may seemto you relative to my global infamy,neither the relevant details ofmy origin nor how I came in the first place to be there areeither known to me or have ever, I assure you, beenmade explicitly clear; and it's a safe bet I guess,courtesy of the official scaremongers in thewest whose job it is to manipulate anddeceive you, that nothing aboutthis, whatsoever, will youlearn of or ever hear But fatefully or even perhaps more fittingly, deservingly,logically and propitiously so and no longer alone, theoft-referred to, generally regarded within some


sections of our white Caucasian societiesand contemptuously categorized bythem as the Dark Continent, and whose luckless andendemically poor inhabitants have consistentlyagainst the concerted backdrop of my intentionallyimplanted, devastatingly rampant, much fearedand understandably unwelcome presenceand longstanding residency amongthese Africans been at best studiouslymarginalized and at its worst callouslyignored by the more acquisitivelyaffluent and aforesaid whiteCaucasian west that couldhave made a perceptibleand quite constructivedifference towardscurbing my zestbut instead andtogether withall the restchose notto know. And so now predictably finding themselves ratherdauntingly and inescapably thrown well withinthe trajectory of my ever expanding reachthey quite cowardly and selfishlyscream blue murder, evidentlyafraid to die; yet very much aware as panic-strickenand fatalistically they watch me cross over andestablish myself well within their ownprecious borders, that their racisthypocrisy and most appallingdouble-standards towardsAfrica, starkly epitomized by their criminalattitude of studiously not caring haveforcefully and with a terrifyinginevitability come home toroost and axiomaticallywill be their owndamming butsadly merited


undoing! © Stanley V. Collymore17 October 2014. Author's Declaration:At the height of apartheid the white Caucasian racists infesting the southernmostcorner of Mother Africa, which they unilaterally renamed South Africa, and verymuch aware that however much or brutally they subjugated the indigenouspeoples of the region, hamstrung their inalienable rights as fellow human beings,grotesquely restricted their freedoms or negated their entitlement to the samedignity they reserved for themselves that was also intrinsically theirs as well, thatdemographically, unless they could find and quickly adopt extraordinary andextreme measures that would seriously counter or else eradicate this observableand for them a most challenging phenomenon they would otherwise be backing anoticeable loser, since the Black population of South Africa generally and that ofAfrica in particular far outweighed in number the somewhat paltry total of whiteCaucasian colonial immigrants who unilaterally and quite savagely controlled notonly South Africa but also the wider African continent. Therefore, drastic measures were needed and had to be introduced as a matterof the most urgent priority if the continued survival of the white Caucasian man,woman and their offspring in Africa and crucially their ongoing theft, exploitationof that continent's vast mineral and natural resources, and their exclusive grip onthem together with the control of the said African continent were to beguaranteed and maintained. World War II had taught these white supremacist warmongers and their kith andkin across the so-called western world that all out conventional or even nuclearwars attendant with their massive destruction was not the answer. For starters,they were too costly and manpower-intensive, and furthermore damagedinfrastructure ravaged by the wars fought within these countries had to be rebuiltat some time or other if even a modicum of civilized standards of doing thingswas to be maintained; and that too was a very costly exercise as the post WorldWar II development of a massively destroyed and the subsequent embarked onredevelopment of West Germany, as it was then proved to be. As such therefore an alternative had to be found; and after detailed and secretivediscussions and negotiations among themselves the Cabal of White SupremacistCountries from Canada in the far northern hemisphere to Australia at the otherend of the world and all the other usual white culprit countries in-between: the


United States, Britain, France, virtually every other mainland European state,including Germany, for example, together with Israel and apartheid South Africahit on what they considered to be a most efficient and in relative terms costeffective way of dealing with the world's non-white populations, and mostparticularly so its Black inhabitants. And the panacea that embodied theirintractable racist views and whose concerted implementation they earnestlypinned their jaundiced hopes on fulfilling them was germ and or biologicalwarfare. Through these biological and viral mechanisms this global Cabal of WhiteSupremacist Countries, their racist governments, scientists and populace at largehoped at best to manage and at the other extreme even eradicate at will in bothinstances those non-whites anywhere in the world that they quite subjectivelyand selfishly regarded as superfluous to human requirements and therefore nolonger fit to continue living. Blacks who indisputably constitute the oldest andmost longstanding of all the races on Planet Earth and from whom all others,including these white supremacist most ironically are also descended, would havethe most torrid of these viral and systematic biological germ warfare assaultsdirected at and conducted against them. And in apartheid South Africa the fevered minds of those running the apartheidgovernment and system there together with scientists from every corner of thewhite world including, most ironically and perversely so, those from the Zioniststate of Israel with its World War II holocaust survivors and who leaders apartfrom their love of money like nothing better than repetitively bleating to theworld how monstrously their white Caucasian Jewish kith and kin weremistreated by German and other European Nazis, yet here they wereclandestinely collaborating with others of their ilk not only in the planned viraland biological extinction of the Palestinian people but were also in cahoots withthe apartheid Boers of South Africa - to a man and woman proactive supportersof and significantly staunch fighters with the Third Reich - to intentionallythrough the auspices of viral and biological machinations at best drasticallyreduce South Africa's black population and in the worst case scenario ably assistin its extermination altogether. Hence the creation of AIDS and other laboratory designed diseases targetedprimarily at those with a greater concentration of melanin, a principal constituentof all Black People, in their physiological make-up, extending right up to thepresent time and the so-called current Ebola outbreak. Pray tell what exactly iscurrent about the Ebola outbreak; and what are these odiously infamous but allthe same extremely accomplished, propagandist-jerks and their useful andmanipulative idiots ranting on about, when Ebola has effectively been ravaging


parts of West Africa now for in excess of 50 years, around the same time thatSouth Africa's apartheid leaders were openly boasting about how their home-grown scientists and other white western ones working in collaboration with themand whom they fondly regarded as their own kith and kin had produced the viraland biological means to eradicate Blacks that were openly, unashamedly andcontemptuously spoken of by them in the most offensive white supremacistlanguage. Don't just take my word for it; do your own research, as I always implore you toon every single matter that I write about, and see how the likes of F.W, de Klerkother notorious luminaries within the apartheid system and scientists like WouterBasson, dubbed Dr Death, did their utmost to annihilate South Africa's blackpopulation and in the process create as we see in Australia, Canada, the UnitedStates. New Zealand and Argentina, for example, an irreversible demographicchange that significantly and even exclusively favoured Whites. Is that why theseutterly sickening and odious white Caucasian bastards who following in thefootsteps of their barbaric ancestors, and from Canada to Australia and rightacross Europe are so shit scared of non-white immigration to the lands they nowinhabit; petrified that they'll have done to them what they and their forbearersdid to other races across the world? Sorry to disappoint you chumps, but notevery other race is as sick and evil as you are; because if they were theywouldn't have allowed you to set foot in their countries or regions in the firstplace, let alone show you the hospitality they routinely gave you and that you sosavagely and treacherously abused in your sick process of then dispossessingthem of everything they ever had, equitably shared among themselves andtreasured for millennia, until your lot came along. Now stick that in your pipe and smoke it! The truth is, reverting once more to these obviously manmade diseases, thatEbola just like AIDS only became a problem for the west's leaders, its media andexceptionally grasping pharmaceutical companies when the Trojan horsecallously and conspiratorially implanted in Africa actually broke free of itstethered lead and rather unexpectedly started wandering on to the pastures andfields of the white west. Too bad for you, since you had to take action in order tostave off from within your own ranks the identical pandemic that you'dintentionally caused in Africa. Well since you prized assholes seemingly neverlearn from your past misdeeds that's precisely what happens with Frankensteinmonsters whether they are of the military or biological kind; and personally Ihave no fucking sympathy either with or for any of you! Finally, Britain which has one of the oldest biological warfare institutions and


laboratories in the entire world located at Porton Down is quite literally up to itseyes and ears in nefarious and ongoing activities of germ, virus and biologicalwarfare; and who can forget the myxomatosis scandal that almost eradicated theentire rabbit population of the United Kingdom? And the United States toosimilarly belongs in this rogue's gallery of perfidious infamy; and to assure one'sself that it meets the criteria for this hands down one only has to mention theTuskegee Project; and in time honoured fashion I'll once again implore you tocheck out for yourself this distinctly dastardly act of notoriety and betrayal on thepart of the USA that went of for decades. So feel free to believe these lying bastards, if you want to, when they dishonestlyand mendaciously tell you and with straight faces too all the duplicitous crapabout Ebola that they're currently spewing out; but it doesn't say much for youwhen you take it at face value and don't do the research for yourself. Stanley Collymore


My Pledge As A Lone Wolf Assassin! By Stanley Collymore If I must live then please let it be as a free man purposely endowedwith the unfettered and unchallenged realization concomitantwith a universally accepted right to openly and at all timesact in accordance with my personally and deeply heldconvictions attendant with the inherent beliefs andprecious value system that stem from them andwhich combined, definitively represent myconscience. A well thought out, earnestlyengaged in, fully implemented and thoroughly moral situationcompletely devoid of the fraudulent influences of coerciveactions or other insidious and pernicious measures thateither blatantly or else surreptitiously endeavour toforcibly undermine my will or self-confidence asa rational, conscionable and principled humanbeing fully and of my own free volition andaccordingly greatly aware and thereforenot having to continually be reminded,not just of the individual responsibilities that I have to myselfas a prescient-minded and thinking person but also in termsof my benevolent duties to those among my fellow manwho are extremely deserving of them; and willinglyand daringly doing so in both of these instanceswithout either asking or expecting anythingin return. And in such circumstances, asany genuine right-minded person willintentionally do to achieve such acreditable ambition, voluntarilymake the essential sacrificeof their life should theyever be required to! © Stanley V. Collymore7 December 2015. Author’s Thoughts:I could have written this poem in the third person and additionally as some


abstract dissertation but intentionally and unapologetically chose to pen it in thefirst person – those of you with any intelligible knowledge of the English languagewill instantly know what I mean, the rest of you it’s much too complex I know foryour quite limited brains to grasp so do yourselves a massive favour and justforget it – that I’ve accordingly done and for the quite simple and unambiguousreasons that the markedly ethical sentiments that are unequivocally andsincerely articulated in this literary exposition of mine are those that deep-seatedly and conscionably resonate with my own honest opinions which arethemselves consciously conceived of and given birth from very exhaustively well-researched, compellingly convincing and most significantly a moral compass-instituted, comprehensively implemented, recurrently fostered, moral, religious,cultural and also a profoundly and enduring familial upbringing to which Iinstinctively and irreversibly owe a great deal and consequently attachparamount and unalterable importance to. Those of you with functioning brains and who’re in the routine habit of thinkingfor yourselves are already familiar with the numerous false flags and othersimilarly dastardly scenarios which your domestic political regimes, electedrepresentatives, risibly named security services and the entire kit and caboodleof state apparatuses which habitually control and even dominate your lives havebeen conspiratorially involved in and at the proverbial drop of a hat, so to speak,are quite murderously, dementedly, sociopathically and with the evidentlyfrenzied and feral intensity of the toxic and inbred psychopaths that they are,rather venally and most enjoyably go about their homicidal work. In quite recent times the premeditatedly formulated and lethally realized falseflags operations of 9/11; the dodgy Iraq dossier; the Libya scenario; the Tunisianbeach “massacre”; the Charlie Hebdo affair; and the 13 November 2015 Paris“slaughter” to cite only a small sample of them are all examples of the perverseand conspicuous evil that wholly permeates the sick minds of those with theirwell established and white supremacist delusions, deeply ingrained imperialist,colonialist and to the Manor Born class-based and antediluvian hereditarilyendowed illusions coupled, as is markedly the case in Britain with social-climbingaspirations of the most hideous kind, that are symbiotically conjoined with theavaricious zeal derived from and consummately engendered by those like theMilitary Industrial Complex, affiliated financial organizations and their mediaassociates whose sole agenda is death, preferably and as is usually the caseeffected in the Global South, and accordingly grotesquely profiting from it.However, to carry on doing so they must have at their disposal an incrediblygullible, brain-dead or otherwise an easy to manipulate public and lamentablythere’s no shortage of such persons across the west and most noticeably sothroughout the United States and Britain.


In conclusion, do I see myself for whatever reason as a lone wolf assassin orempathize with those who might categorize themselves as such? Well as the oldsaying goes that’s for me to know and those, whoever they are: official stateplayers or mere curious or nosy individuals, that are desirous of ascertaining thetrue facts about me in that regard to find out. But trust me; you won’t! Howeverassiduously you monitor me. Now there’s a challenge for you! Stanley Collymore


My Sincere Pledge To You Having Intensely Fallen InLove With You! By Stanley Collymore You positively mean everything in the world to meand always will do, I honestly and most assuredlypromise you; and, what’s more, readily, openlyand willingly confirm that from my personalperspective there’s absolutely nothing,either singly or jointly, in either orboth of our two lives that couldconceivably or will ever changeanything in that respect. The net asset ofall this being that we shall continueand forever, whether in sickness,health, poverty or the unlikelyacquisition of wealth, stillaffectionately, loyallyand, of course, mostadoringly haveeach other. © Stanley V. Collymore9 July 2015. Author’s remarks:If love does indeed make the world go around then there’s every possibility thatrespecting, promoting and consolidating it in every sphere of our lives might inthe same way conceivably ensure the survival not only of mankind, the othercreatures that similarly dwell on this planet which we reciprocally share but alsoPlanet Earth itself. Food for thought, I’d say! What do you think? Stanley Collymore


My Truly Exceptional Maternal Grandmother! By Stanley Collymore You are my mentor, have always been my staunchestprotector and throughout my life were always thereto help me whenever I had a seemingly insolubleproblem, whether it was my own or someoneelse's doing, that I hadn't the slightest cluehow to go about satisfactorily solving; yetyou always in such circumstances quiteundauntedly and with an indomitableencouragement calmly, consolinglyand appreciably encouragingly aswas your customary wont stepped in and withyour knowledgeable expertise consummatewisdom and in your typically enlightenedfashion tenderly and most pragmaticallyplaced before me the realistic optionsopened to me while astutely leavingme with the concluding decision asfully mine to make, but whateverthat was I honestly knew wouldconfidently be assisted as everby your intrinsic and concreteguarantee, itself perceptivelyand devotedly supportive ofme! Honestly an inimitablewoman that's what I freelyreckon, and candidly howprovidential and entirelyabsolutely rewarding toknow you're my Gran! © Stanley V. Collymore25 May 2016. Stanley Collymore


My Tunisian Awakening By Stanley Collymore I have just experienced the most unexpected andexhilarating experience I could ever haveimaged or hoped for while being onholiday of all things; tooconsiderable for words and rightly so. I metyou: previously a complete stranger tome but in the ensuing hours we weretogether the transition of you fromstranger to some very special tome wasn’t only dramatic butwas also in this remarkableprocess significantly life-changing as well.For having reciprocally empathized with youso instantaneously and to such an extent,in ways that strangers rarely do, Ihappily became aware on thismost incredible of Sundays –30 January 2011 – that Iwas possibly fallingin love with you. © Stanley V. Collymore30 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Narcissism Is Not A Mirror Image Of Love! By Stanley Collymore Truly respectful love of one's self and likewise forothers who're truly deserving of such love is thedefinitive answer of exactly who and what weindividually are or equally simply aren't;and any other approach to this evidentlyinfluential matter, or come to that owtelse that's constructively associatedwith it, that's willingly entertainedby or else selfishly embarked on is quite frankly eithera cynically devised and divisive misnomer at best orat its menacingly worst a deceptive interpretationof what love is really all about. And don't betaken in by those who recurrently shout orindifferently wrap up everything they'reindividually mixed up with in an usefulblanket of love; take to extravagantlywearing this rather precious emotionon their sleeve as though it were afashion icon, and like the standardnarcissist totally determined onobsessively pushing their ownspurious agenda cleverly seeslove as nothing more than aspectacular and accessiblewheeze to exploitativelypull in the very gullible,stupid, feckless or theawfully harebrained! © Stanley V. Collymore5 August 2016. Author's Comments:No one will ever know for sure how many hearts have been broken, how manydreams were forsaken, heartfelt and positively beneficial ambitions abandoned,lives completely ruined or multiple deaths occasioned in the supposed name of


love. Nor conversely, for that matter, how rewardingly satisfactory love has beenand stalwartly continues to be the principally redeeming factor as well as thehighly motivatory catalyst in the routinely productive lives and accompanyingachievements: major as well as small, of millions of people, the overwhelmingmajority of whom we've personally never heard of and the chances are we'renever likely to meet. But does it really matter in the end if this distinctly precious commodity wevariously see, treat and term as love helps assist us in getting to know andunderstand each other much better so that we are more suitably equipped notonly to competently accommodate our acknowledged similarities but likewisehaving recognized them, accept and similarly deal with our differences too? Ofcourse it does! For in so doing it enables us all as part of the human family tocease being enemies and instead warmly embrace the other and far moreconstructive option of being friends. Happy significant birthday on the 5th August 2016 Margaret Doreen! Stanley Collymore


Naturally Impressive Yet Relaxed About It! By Stanley Collymore The most intriguing and sometimes totally captivatingthing about the unpredictable vagaries of life are thechance encounters which they present, enablingone to occasionally, quite out of the blueas it happens, come across personsthat previously were entirelyunknown entities to theindividual concerned.Yet, in spite of the unfamiliarity associatedwith such encounters, the instantaneouslythrilling, disarming and natural rapportcoupled with the effortlessly mutualunderstanding that this uniquesituation generates, itselfsecurely fused with aconsummate and genuine affability quiteclearly discernible on both sides of thisbudding relationship, epitomize aswell what I both feel and knowthat true and unpretentiousliving is really all about.And interestingly and honestly saidthere can be no denying the factthat these endearing features,and many more besides,you obviously havein abundanceSamantha! © Stanley V. Collymore14 August 2014. The Author's Personal Tribute:In a world where so many intolerable pressures, and of such diversity too, areunwarrantedly and quite invariably damagingly as well exerted on others whounthinkingly assume and even implausibly, in my opinion, literally convince


themselves that they must flow with the tide of embarrassing inanity and evenoutright, rank stupidity is rather mindboggling to say the least; yet this quitepreposterous conduct and the glaringly compulsive craving to please others, eventhose that the individual doesn't really know at all and simultaneously to be someperson other than one's self happens repeatedly. So it's a most refreshing change and in the process an undeniable inspiration, Ifreely admit, to happily come across someone like you Samantha, who despiteyour having a complete array of the most endearing qualities that huge numbersof individuals clearly don't have, and therefore can only dream about, younevertheless are the personification of self-control and graciousness coupled witha selfless readiness to be both pleasant and helpful at all times. And very awareof this from the onset of our first meeting I've decided to write you this poemSamantha. Stanley Collymore


Nelson Mandela; A Truly Remarkable Man! Twenty seven years of personal sacrifice selflessly butpassionately combined with a lifetime of nationaland global inspiration to all those whogenuinely believe in freedom, justice for alland equality of opportunity for everyoneto exploit their God-given attributes,fully realize the ambitions theyaspire to and have earnestlyand positively set theirhearts and mindson ultimatelyachieving. That’s your enduring legacy Madiba: the indisputable andamazing embodiment of the resounding triumph of thehuman spirit over the formidable and perniciouschallenges of adversity that one can and doesencounter, fashioning you as a result intothe Moral Colossus and the Giant of aMan you inevitably became and willforever remain in the full consciousnessof those who, as you most evidentlywere, are likewise perceptively,acutely and empatheticallyin touch with their owncomprehensive andinborn humanity. Most notably among them the progeny of MotherAfrica that together with the children of herwider Diaspora have proudly watchedyou evolve into the fixed and guiding Southern Staryou eventually emerged as, and whose bright,stubbornly undiminished and consolinglight permanently radiates both near and afarserving as a trusted and reliable beacon ofreassurance whose influential moral compassdirects and assists us in navigating our way safelyand appreciatively through the perilous waters


of racism, bigotry, ill-natured intoleranceand the insidious contemptgenerated by and routinely directedat us from others on our onwardjourney to the tranquil havenof collective forgiveness,mutual respect forand much neededreconciliationtowards oneanother. Stanley Collymore


Nemesis Of A Female Sexual Predator From a personal perspective I’ve never ever considered youto be a good liar, which you evidently are not; and assuch have always been able to see right throughyou and accurately determine whatever it wasthat you were up to, that put bluntly and tosay the very least was never any good.Even so I never said anything, and at no stage ofyour outrageous behaviour did I ever reproachor condemn you for your permissive actionschoosing instead to let sleeping dogslie, as what you did didn’t impacton my life and quite franklywas therefore none ofmy business. All the more so as lawfully and physiologicallyyou’re obviously an adult and for that reason ifnone other must shoulder full responsibilityfor your personal conduct, just as thosewho allow themselves to be used byyou have a comparable obligationto themselves to do likewise andtherefore shouldn’t expect athird party to constantly beon hand to act either astheir guardian angelor individualprotector. However, when the likes of you grow tired, as youinvariably do, of the relative ease with whichyou comprehensively outwit and ruthlesslymanipulate those whom you’ve chosento exploit, and who incredibly permit youto do so, turn your predatory instincts to thetask of temptingly ensnaring what youself-servingly perceive as far morechallenging prey of the calibre ofmyself, then to stand idly by


and witlessly refuse toconfront such anoutrage wouldat the very leastbe a non sequituron my part wereI specificallyto be yourselectedtarget. Something that I couldn’t conscionably toleratelet alone sensibly accept. So in my case pleasespare yourself the ignominy of being toldin candid terms where to get off andwhat best to do with yourself,relative to your predetermineddesigns and self-centredplans, where I amconcerned! For while the issue of my inside leg measurement and itsspeculative size are obviously matters of considerableinterest to you, it doesn’t necessarily follow that Imust automatically or should unthinkingly complywith your personal demands on how or evenwhether or not I ought to make use of themwith you; for I’m not or will I ever allowmyself to be a sexual automaton: conveniently availableon demand only to be casually disposed of when I’mno longer required or deemed fit for purpose asyou evidently would rather prefer to thinkthat I am, and shockingly surprisingfor you, I’m sure, do insteadhave a very functioningand well-utilizedbrain in myhead! © Stanley V. Collymore8 May 2014.


Author’s analysisIn the west predatory sexual instincts ascribed to and routinely acknowledged toexist among Homo sapiens is often principally associated with the male gender,this despite the accumulation of a plethora of historical and decisively, irrefutableempirical data that’s readily available to substantively support the contrary pointof view that this is distinctly far from being the case. But white Caucasian males,for the most part, demonstrably like and very much prefer the first, well-receivedbut erroneous narrative that evidently gives them the emotional, comfort blanketboost and psychological peace of mean which they desperately yearn for tomisleadingly corroborate what to others is the glaringly fictional notion of theirmachismo alpha male persona that they boastfully like to gird themselves with. A right questionable state of affairs that from their ludicrous perspectivenevertheless fittingly reinforces their staunch belief that they’re not only raciallyand culturally the Master Race but unquestionably too also superior in bed; aconclusion which conflictingly, as I’ve personally discovered on numerousoccasions, is a point of view that many of their womenfolk don’t share at all, findrisible in the extreme and privately have no hesitation in saying so, as theirongoing and intentional cuckolding of these purported Master Race specimens ofhumanity clearly attest to and firmly demonstrate. That said members of both genders periodically tend to keep souvenirs of sexualencounters that they’ve engaged in and which at the time meant something, andeven specially so, to them. However, what no normal individual among themever does is to send semen or vaginal stained clothing, specifically derived fromthat sexual involvement, to either their mom or dad for safe keeping; as to do sowould be most bizarre to say the very least and in a worst case scenario haveserious overtones of premeditated and devious machinations in the offing on thepart of the person involved in this kind of outlandish conduct. Therefore in my opinion Monika Lewinsky is not and has never been the haplessvictim she self-servingly seeks to portray herself as, nor have I ever thought fora solitary moment that Bill Clinton was or is a sexual abuser. A charismaticLothario no doubt, but what may I ask is wrong with that if no coercion ormanipulative deceit is ever contemplated or employed in the seduction process? Candidly and significantly to-date even though I’ve long and voluntarily desistedfrom liberally but quite selectively sowing my wild oaks, as was previously mywont to do, as I not only grew up as normal people in such circumstancesinvariably do but have also sagaciously realized that however keen I was onproverbially climbing mountains so to speak, I didn’t have to persistently scale


either new ones or the likes of existing and challenging ones like Mt. Everestevery time, or for that matter regard their successful ascent as proof positivethat I was still very much a highly skilled, undeniably accomplished and aremarkably competent mountaineer; a similar conclusion I logically arrived at inrelation to sex and consequently determined that I had nothing to prove tomyself and much less so to anyone! And since I’ve comprehensively, and pleasurably as well, had considerably farmore than my fair share of sexual conquests: all of them perfectly legal, non-predatory, exclusively heterosexual, highly emotionally compatible – else Isimply wouldn’t have indulged in them in the first place - and distinctly alwaysmutually consensual, set against that backdrop the quite lunatic idea that allsexually active men are invidious predators and conversely every female ischaste, naïve at worst or wholly innocent relative to the actions she embarks onis as preposterous, I firmly believe, as someone of either gender reaching theage of puberty and still believing, if they ever did in this contemporary andpromiscuous world of ours, that newborn babies are found by their respectivemothers under gooseberry bushes or else delivered to them by ratherlongsuffering but none the less altruistic storks tasked with the dubious privilegeof doing so. Stanley Collymore


No Contest I should really hate you as your influenceon me is such that I instinctively andcompletely lose all control overeverything I say and dowhenever you’re withme; but on thecontrary, Ilove it! © Stanley V. Collymore9 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


No Guarantees Mind, But All The Same A Happy NewYear To You! By Stanley Collymore Another year will soon be gone as optimistically thosewho want to forget the tragedies and self-inflictedcalamities of this outgoing one welcominglybeckon a new one in its place; but as thesepre-planned celebrations transpire andfestively explode with much hopedfor celebrations, what guarantees are there thatcome the 31 December of the incoming NewYear that people wouldn't have learnt anylessons in the interim; and then, will beruefully glancing back and rather asit happens, dejectedly ruminatingthat for all their cherished goodnatured optimism and greatcheer,2016 unfortunatelywas really no differentfrom other precedingand adverse years? © Stanley V. Collymore31 December 2015. Author's Remarks:The world is in turmoil and incredibly as it seems those who are directly andpersonally responsible for the terrible mess that we're in unsurprisingly like thepurblind morons that they are and seemingly oblivious or else uncaring of thecataclysmic state of affairs they've inconceivably fashioned and asininely carry onwith, rather than sensibly climb out of the hole they've created, caused us to bein and likewise stop hindering and allow the rest of us to do the same, theynevertheless like the dead-beat imbeciles that they are, and frankly that'sputting it mildly, relentlessly carry on with their incomprehensible and utterlycatastrophic digging! Die Welt ist in Aufruhr und unglaublich, wie es scheint, die, die direkt und


persönlich für die heilloses Durcheinander verantwortlich sind, die wir inüberraschend wie die blöden Idioten, die sie sind, und scheinbar nichts sonstgefühllos der katastrophalen Lage der Dinge sie unvorstellbar haben sindfashioned und asininely weiter mit, anstatt sinnvoll aus dem Loch, das siegeschaffen haben zu klettern, uns veranlasst, in sein und ebenso aufhören zubehindern und lassen Sie den Rest von uns das gleiche zu tun, sie doch wie diedead-Beat-Dummköpfe, dass sie sind, und ehrlich gesagt, das ist noch mildeausgedrückt, unerbittlich weiter mit ihrer unverständlichen und absolutkatastrophalen Graben! Stanley Collymore


Not My Kind Of Game I don’t give a toss what other people think of mejust as it isn’t my problem, or will it ever be,that such people are bloody idiots withuneducated, boring and unfulfilledlives, because I have in my heada very astute brain which Iregularly use to do myown thinking. But I think that the problem I’ve previouslyreferred to, great as it is for these people,in reality is much greater for you, asyou have the same attitudes theydo with one major exception;they have the courage oftheir convictions,and you don’t! So, instead, you conveniently hide your owncontribution to this unbecoming saga byhypocritically lambasting the conductof those who were created in thesame mould as yourself! © Stanley V. Collymore28 December 2010. Stanley Collymore


Not Part Of The Maddening Crowd By Stanley Collymore Neither in my life time nor that of my great-grandchildren,who are yet to be born, will the venerable concepts ofaltruistically giving or in return genially acceptingcompliments as well, as willingly and selflesslypraising those who're undeniably deservingof such recognition in precisely the samemanner as there are no qualms in eitherliberally dispensing criticism or elseconveying gratuitous condemnation if the vexatiousaccuser has a mind to, ever become embedded inBritish culture; as it's much easier to criticizethan perspicaciously praise someone if, asit happens, you were to find yourself inthat category of completely brainlessclowns that significantly, but alas,infest the hinterland of Britain. So why then do folk like me carry on irrepressiblyto keep banging our heads against what appearto be seemingly intractable brick walls andalways with the existent prospect in thatprocedure of really achieving nothingfor our earnest labours? The honestanswer to that pertinent question?Outstanding persons like youMadge: formerly a stranger however no moreso; but instead is someone that has becomea most treasured friend and thoroughlyappreciated neighbour; and who onmy part and profoundly togetherwith correspondingly beloved,time-honoured and enduringones of this genre certainlymakes each personal actof generosity that I'moccupied with, verymuch worth doing.


© Stanley V. Collymore31 December 2016. Author's Remarks:This poem was inspired by and is dedicated in fond tribute to Madge: a neighbourand close friend of mine now of 13 years standing, who is also a brilliant, highlyprincipled and a truly altruistically committed individual and a markedlyconscionably active community activist of the highest order in her mid eighties. Consummately fit, amazingly agile and most outstandingly healthy for her yearsMadge, who is always positively on the go, literally outdoes in virtually everydepartment that is rationally worth considering many of both sexes who areseveral decades younger than she is and does so transparently both in physiqueas well as in relation to their customary sedentary lifestyle and pursuits, and incomparison to them is as a graceful swan in contrast to their statuses asuncoordinated and lumbering hippopotamuses. Furthermore, Madge is additionally a committed, profoundly involved and anongoing active benefactor to all manner of birds in her locality whom she willinglyand voluntarily provides for out of her personal income with everything fromsuitable bird housing that she locates in the neighbouring trees which form thebackdrop to her home, to the regular supplies of very nourishing food and watersupplied to them throughout the year, and in the latter's case not only fordrinking purposes but also to enable them to happily indulge themselves inbathing with during the warmer weather. A similar all round attention that Madge assiduously pays to any number of straycats that depend on her boundless generosity for their daily care and wellbeing.And it's indeed very touching and inspirational to observe the close bondingrelationship that she has with these diverse animals and how very much theyabsolutely trust, appreciate and intimately interact with her, yet at the same timeretaining their non-domesticated status. Consequently, in my estimation and by any objective definition of the term, thisremarkable octogenarian female is not only one outstanding sociable andhumanitarian lady but also, and without any doubt in my mind, a trulyphenomenal human being. Stanley Collymore


Nothing Good Ever Comes From House Niggers! By Stanley Collymore Why would ordinary and decent white Brits, of whom they aresome, let alone any principled Black man or woman want aloathsome House Nigger as Prime Minister of Britain,with or without the inclusion of the entity we knowas the United Kingdom? Far less so any numberamong the plethora of lowlife, white trash,redneck and discernibly intellectuallyimpoverished retards routinely used and mercilesslymanipulated by their alleged social betters - andcome to think of it they don't either, as theseprivileged elite pillocks wouldn't stomachhaving a nigger: house or other mixture,marring their obsessive and delusionalsocial strata status would they? - orthese controlling puppet mastersestablished and self-appointedmainstream media cons whomockingly pretend they'reresponsible and factuallyrecounting journalistswhen obviously theyunmistakably aren't! So out of respect, if indeed you have any such thing,for each honourable human being who is Black,white, yellow or brown throughout the wholeof Britain, uumm shall we say, exhort yourhalf-breed Black moron, to firmly chuckthis imbecilic and delusional notion ofhis forever out of his stupid head thathe will be the leader of the LabourParty in place of our current oneJeremy Corbyn, and thereafterbe Prime Minister of a vileNazi Zionist encouraged,bottom engrossed; anda demonstrably run,


imperialistic and,quite ironicallyin his HouseNigger case,colonialistBritain. But sad for youhouse boy it's nevergoing to happen! © Stanley V. Collymore10 May 2017. Author's Remarks:Blacks globally put their faith solidly in Barack Obama when he ran for Presidentof the United States of America and many of them wept openly and unashamedlywith relief and in profound gratitude to the Almighty God on the night that hewas officially and tumultuously declared as the popularly, and certainly amongBlacks and other non-white victims of white racism, imperialism, colonialism andglobal exploitation of themselves and their numerous supplies of naturalresources, and democratically elected president of what was previously,continuously, firmly entrenched and customarily expected white and frequentlyredneck, constitutional and executive head of the United States of America. But despite his electoral mandate for change which he'd solemnly promised itsoon became quite disappointingly obvious to every discerning soul within andoutside of the United States that Barack Obama's much vaunted mantra ofchange was nothing more than a skilful and cynical PR exercise in sleight of handon his part commensurate with the customary duping of a domestic rogue stateUSA population that's traditionally kept obliviously ill-informed, cold-bloodedlyand continuously mainstream media manipulated, Zionist bankers and otherexploitative financial institutions exploited; the Military Industrial Complexabused; and a whole assortment of other nefariously assorted multinationalcorporations, all of whom are controlled by their privileged elite, Nazi Zionistcadres of puppet masters. However, these home-grown Americans weren't the only ones who weredishonestly caught up in these disreputable, contemptuous and glaringcontemptible shenanigans. As millions of non-whites and principled whitesworldwide also were. For far from fomenting and heralding in change, BarackObama and his puppet masters instituted more ferociously than any other roguestate USA regime had previously done more of the same, to which the entire


world had been forced to get accustomed to, and that the US electorate for oncein their huge numbers had voted against. It didn't make any difference though! So instead of a noticeable and positive transformation in both the United Statesand global societies we were quite despondently obliged to observe afundamental worsening of both situations in tandem with the Barack Obamaregime presiding incomprehensibly over more gratuitous and monstrouslysadistic African-American killings by US police forces, redneck racist vigilante incommon with sanctioned state murders of Blacks specifically, than at any othertime since Slavery and the Jim Crow era; and with Barack Obama himselfconcertedly doing nothing to rein in any of this. While internationally his earnestand perceptibly vested interest obsession with rogue state USA wars, illicit andwar crimes initiated drone killings and the shoring up of the barbaric entities ofdictatorial satrapy Bantu Saudi along with that of Nazi Zionist, apartheid, illegalnuclear pariah and Khazar embedded Yidland carried on unabated under BarackObama's tenure of office, as they still do now he's thankfully gone. So if this is what another half-breed Black and House Nigger, Chuka Umunna andhis backers covet for a toadying to all things rogue state USA Britain, from mypersonal perspective they're quite welcomed to their fantasies. As it won'thappen! And certainly NOT with a House Nigger at the helm! Not that sensibleBlack and white voters of Britain don't ever want to see a Black as Prime Ministerof what ultimately remains of the United Kingdom, or the entire UK ifmiraculously it stays in one piece, but having seen one House Nigger in operationand rather arguably in charge of the world's supposedly most powerful nation,we just don't want to see another House Nigger moron in charge of the UK thistime or, come to that, any place or anything. And besides we all know what whiteZionist racists do to their imbecilic stooges when they become surplus torequirements. Remember Saddam Hussein and Manuel Noriega to name just two examples? I'msure you do! Stanley Collymore


Nothing Ventured; Well You Know The Rest Of It! Forgive me, but could I be impertinent and ask you apersonal favour? I imagine that your mother musthave warned you when you were a girl growingup not to talk to men who are strangers to you,but I swear I wouldn’t have approachedyou in this direct manner if I didn’t need to.My problem is that I’m petrified of flying,and since there’s no other practical wayof getting to Barbados except thanby flying there you can seethe predicament thatI’m currently in. Colleagues and even friends of mine have toldme I should take a couple of strong alcoholicdrinks before take-off and that would calmmy nerves, but I’m a teetotaller, havebeen all my life, and don’t knowwhich is worst: the fear of flying orthe after effects of consumingalcoholic beverages thatI’m obviously notaccustomed to. So will you be a pal, and as our seats are nextto each other, I wasn’t eavesdropping butoverheard your conversation withthe check-in clerk, let me hold on to you forreassurance during take-off and until theaircraft is safely in the air and the pilothas charted its course successfully,allowing me the opportunity tochart mine with you? Stanley Collymore


Ode To The Indomitable Seumas Milne! By Stanley Collymore Hang on a bit don’t I know you? Yes of course I do! You’rethat leftist, terrorist-loving twit who likes masquerading asa serious journalist as you strive not only to befuddle theheads of but as well perniciously and deliberately foolyour everyday Brit while premeditatedly incensingthose of us: people effectively like me, that theseordinary people look up to and unconsciouslyquite happily, endemically and traditionallytoo, class-consciously know full well andreadily accept that by Divine Right areborn to rule them. So why then as you’ve consistently donein the past, and still carry on doing to this day, purposelygo out of your way to unnecessarily upset and confusethem with your far-fetched, treasonous and obviouslyimpracticable notions, compounded by your risibleassertions of their inalienable and, listen to this,legal entitlement to them of universal humanrights, racial and gender equality and whatyou leftists vaingloriously see, promoteas, and even absurdly guarantee aren’tonly the principles of democracy butmust also lawfully, constitutionallyand permanently be enshrined asthe only practical way forwardin relation to how the peoplenot just of Britain, but alsoother societies worldwideought independently toadminister their ownindividual country. I ask you! Does such political blasphemy realisticallydo anything positively either for our happy subjects –citizens I mean – or the rest of us their superiors?Of course not! For it only causes rancorousdivisions where previously none existedand that ideally can’t be beneficial, by


any deduction, for the overall goodof our proud and unified nation,the United Kingdom! And looked at pragmaticallyand not through some idealistic and hopelesslyill-conceived prism liberally fashioned in anundoubtedly bizarre cauldron of the hatredof our people and a fanatical derision foryour own country by you and others ofyour sort and that unhappily you werequite irresponsibly and significantlydangerously indulged in, I earnestlybelieve, by media outlets like theGuardian, is it really any wonderthen that with him now the leaderof Britain’s Labour Party you’verather shamelessly opted SeumasMilne to explicitly and firmlyalign yourself with anothertraitor, terrorist lover andobsessive hater of theUnited Kingdom,Jeremy Corbyn? © Stanley V. Collymore22 October 2015. Author’s Remarks:In my honest opinion, as well as by any objective analysis one can employ,Seumas Milne is undoubtedly and incomparably not only the best but equally byfar the most straightforward, interesting to read, informative and principledjournalist of any gender throughout the entire United Kingdom and furthermore,I firmly believe, has been so for a considerable time now, and rather pleasurablyfor me I don’t see him ever being remotely overtaken in that capacity; and mostcertainly NOT by the vainglorious, completely and unwarrantedly full ofthemselves, transparently ill-educated by any benchmark that one can devise -my maternal Grandmother lovingly implanted in my mind from the age of fourwhen for the first time I formally attended primary school that book learningshould never be equated with basic commonsense or for that matter genuineintelligence – and furthermore, profoundly educationally challenged and obtusestenographers who when not two sheets to the wind would be hard-pressed totell you what time of day it was, so effectively brainwashed are they in other


words that the making of independent decisions that normal people habituallyengage in during their everyday life is a Himalayan assignment for theserobotically controlled freaks who simply do whatever it is that they’re told to do. So understandably looking at it from their skewed perspective on life people likeSeumas Milne are unsurprisingly regarded by them with the utmost suspicion andnot only because he’s a far better journalist than they could ever be butprincipally too because he’s not psychologically like them nor is he the sort ofperson to demean himself and his values for the filthy lucre that these uselessstenographers prostitute themselves for. For whichever way that one objectivelyassesses Seumas Milne it soon become demonstrably clear that compared to allof the others in his line of work he is one colossal giant in every plausible waywhen compared to or set beside the throng of unctuous stenographers that infestthe plutocratic world of Pygmyland, or more fittingly put the misnomer thatnarcissistically and quite delusionally sees itself as the British mainstream media.So there’s certainly no need: pressing or otherwise, on my part for me to defendSeumas Milne who is fully proficient at defending himself. However, as a longstanding and committed supporter of Jeremy Corbin I couldn’tresist the temptation to serve up some of these morons own and unpalatablemedicine to these brain-dead detractors and vilifying castigators of both SeumasMilne and Jeremy Corbyn for their recently conjoined alliance that has thankfullyreally got up the noses of these imbecilic pillocks. For it powerfully confirms onething at least, if there was any doubt at all about that which there never was,how completely petrified and intensely worried these perfidious and downrightpernicious “Divine Righters”, class-privileged entrenched lowlife scum and thevirulent enemies at every turn of real democracy are. For why else would theyunremittingly keep spewing out the same noxious vomit that they do? Soforgetting them and using irony and sarcasm in this poem to ridicule them I’llsimply say to Seumas Milne on your new and superb appointment as advisor toJeremy Corbyn, welcome on board mate! And keep giving these lowlife scumnightmares. Stanley Collymore


Often Is Not Nearly Good Enough I know that it’s only a few moments ago sinceI last told you that I love you but it seemsalready like ages to me; anyway, anynumber of times that I say it toyou I also know would bequite insufficient as faras I’m concerned. Stanley Collymore


Okay! You Win. By Stanley Collymore Give over; and do give it a break will you? Look!I’ve heard all this baloney before that you’regiving me from guys like you who swearas you do that they’re principally interestedin my mind and not my body. Well, gotell it to the birds! Hey, wait a minute;what on earth am I saying? Foryou’ve evidently and rathersuccessfully it seems, done thatalready and it’s why you’renow trying it on with me.Spreading your quitepractised wingsever further soto speak! Nice try; but you’ve got your work cut out for youmate, as I’m no easy pushover. Mind you, I’mvery susceptible, I must confess, to lapsesof resilience when confronted withcogent and compelling arguments of persuasion.It’s a terrible weakness of mine I know; onethat I personally and readily admit to butrarely confide to anyone else unlessencouragingly placed in the quiteintriguing but none the lesshighly compromisingsituation of the kindyou’ve clearlyput me in. And now that you know this I suppose you’regoing to take full advantage of what I’vetold you; and were you to do so whocould really blame you? I knowthat I won’t, as by confiding in you inthis way I would have subliminally


asked for and hopefully as wellquite consciously set myselfup for getting everythingthat I’m hopefully, asI’m sure you wellknow, naturallyasking for! © Stanley V. Collymore28 November 2013. Commentary:Practically every one of us likes to think that for most of the time we’re fully incharge of our individual sexuality. It’s a myth, of course, as unforeseen and evenpremeditated encounters coupled with the circumstances triggered andgenerated by them are irresistibly strong determinant factors relative to how weultimately behave sexually. But who the hell cares or has any lasting regrets, for that matter, about theseoutcomes if they succeed not only in unleashing but also spellbindingly manageto liberate and fully sate in the process the surging sexuality, howeverembarrassing that might be for some of you, that each of us periodicallyexperiences and invariably succumb to; yet for all that still try to pretend, andunconvincingly so, it must be said, that you seriously want to suppress suchinclinations from ever surfacing. Stanley Collymore


On Becoming A Vibrant Woman By Stanley Collymore Uncontrollable passions surge through my veins for youas I intentionally throw all semblances of discretionand rationality out of the proverbial window. Fornever before has anyone impacted quite soinstantaneously and emphatically on my lifelike this creating in the process a vigorouslyswirling and seemingly unchecked whirlpoolof unbridled emotions that have me in acomplete tizzy where everything elsebut you is now inconsequentiallyimplacably and forcefullyshut out of my mind. How could this be? But more importantly why isit happening to me of all people, someone whois unapologetically staid, considered to beand in actually is imperturbably level-headed, not given to flights offantasy and what’s more isdiscerning to a fault? But your alluring impudence has changed all that andlike a young foal skittishly in oestrus for the veryfirst time and irresistibly drawn to the assertivestallion that has triggered her condition in thefirst place I too find myself completely underyour dominant spell. So what will happento me now I wonder? As I really don’tknow for sure and your guess is asgood if probably not better thanmy own. But one thing is forcertain; the previous me isno more and to be quitehonest with you I don’tin the least regrether passing.


One Man’s Libertarianism Is Another One’sSubjugation! By Stanley Collymore Give over will you! For regardless of what you might sayon this matter or how much you may try to persuademe to see your point of view I must truthfully saythat I really don’t want to hear of or actuallyknow about any of those things that ratherlaboriously you’ve been relating to me.And frankly, regardless of whetheror not you approve of my honestyand straightforwardness, choose toagree with me or else prefer to take offence at my openresponse to what you’ve been unconvincingly sayingto me all along, I still quite seriously don’t give adamn about what I personally consider, but amalso fully cognizant none the less while at thesame time realistically acknowledging thatyou and I are worlds apart on this matter,is the wittingly make-believe, allegedlyuniversally caring, meaningfully andlogically far-fetched, considerablyfabricated, enormously irritatingto those who’re fully aware ofwhat you’re most deceitfullydoing - in showcasing whatbasically, and quite risiblyat times, is accurately apurported and not byany rational meanseither a crediblystructured or aconvincinglyegalitariansociety. And while I’m on that subject I wholeheartedly reject too,as indeed all other sensible, logically-minded and very


intelligent persons predictably will do the ostensiblyplausible but in effect discernibly scaremongeringtactics coupled with the totally delusional notionsand the declamatorily peddled assertions thatquite unsurprisingly and most self-servinglyfor those determinedly pushing them are forcefully saidby these same persons to not only be the embeddedcomponents but also the salient philosophy that’sfundamentally, as well as self-liberationally,inextricably intertwined with and thus,in reality, indispensably comprisethe bedrock principles ofso-called genuinedemocracy. Well to all that I most insistently, individually, beg to differwith you and furthermore do know that with the absolutecertainty stemming from the vigorous opposition to itwithin me that I, for one, shall never in any imposedsituation voluntarily allow myself to robotically,far less so intentionally, be subsumed by thepervasively consuming turpitude fatuously,I believe, being peddled to a rather weak-minded, unthinking and evidently too an effortlesslyconvinced multitude among those who infernallyare always on the take and additionally foreverwanting something for nothing; and thereforehave no problem or inhibitions in willinglysigning up to and fully embracing thisliberally manifested, extraordinarilyprodigious and obvious zealously,robust proselytized, execrablechicanery which misguidedand irresponsible peoplelike you are unjustlyand inexcusablyfeeding them. To begin with it emphatically goes against the grainof natural selection: Nature’s unquestionable andexplicit way of sagaciously and quite rationallyweeding out the human version of our own


flotsam and jetsam that truthfully shouldnever have been here in the first place;and, as such, is a totally unforgivabledisgrace, a distinct slap in the faceand a shamefully tolerated stumbling block tothe studiously envisaged, carefully laid outand thereafter the indefatigably instigatedplans that our Great Creator, nonpareilin all things, obviously had in mindall along when in his inestimablewisdom he created those of usthat worthily like me are by all comprehensiveand, of course, quite justifiable means fullyentitled to both see and honestly regardourselves as being suitably apt, vitallycreditable and hugely indispensablein our primary duty to always begenuinely responsible in ourindividual and collectiveactions as insightfulhuman beingsmust be! © Stanley V. Collymore9 November 2015. Author’s Thoughts:My Great-Uncle Aubrey once said to me during my teens – he wasn’teavesdropping but had overheard a conversation I was having then at his housewhich I looked after during the entire and busy crop season; he worked shifts asa highly skilled engineer and pan-boiler in charge of the totally integrated systemwhereby the massive deposits of sugar cane at the factory were systematicallyand expertly transformed into either molasses or sugar, as required, at the longestablished, very popular, local cane grinding and sugar producing factorylocated two miles distance from his home - with some basically largely schoolfriends of mine who regularly congregated there to either jointly do ourhomework together or else play dominoes which Uncle Aubrey was not only anaficionado and expert of but also generally recognized by all those cognizant ofhis phenomenal expertise as a formidable opponent to cross swords with whenplaying a game of dominoes with him: a love of his that was on a par with hispassion for cricket and more akin to a religion with him we would all tease him


when invariably he either singly or in a partnership with others thrashed hisopponents, ourselves included, during those contests we had with him And not unnaturally his home, whether he was there or not, became a Mecca forteams of domino players, all of whom were determined to challenge each otherand simultaneously hopefully improve their own expertise. A situation that waslargely practicable because Uncle Aubrey was a bachelor all his life, even thoughthere hadn’t been any deficiency of important lady friends in his life, though Idoubted that any “legal auntie” of mine on his part would have tolerated theintrusion, as she clearly would have seen it, of so many comings and goings ofdomino players and spectators into her matrimonial home but thankfully as anavid domino player myself who had acquired my skills from the master himself Inever minded too much, and for a number of personal reasons, that there was noformal Mrs Uncle Aubrey around; at least not permanently in the house that is. Anyway, to slip back to Uncle Aubrey’s sagacious and measured interjectionrelative to the conversation that my friends and I were having and which hadrevolved around a homework assignment we had on the merits and demerits ofdemocracy, my Uncle Aubrey’s contribution was along the lines that democracywas like sex: something most of us assume that we must in one form or anotherhave, then afterwards convince ourselves that our own individual approach to itshouldn’t simply be regarded by ourselves as the best there is but more oftenthan not also as the only and definitive appropriate manner of acceptably dealingwith that particular personal issue. And because it’s something that is intrinsicallypart of our psychological and physical make up and irrespective of whether or notone is directly involved in participating in it, the future implications of eitherdoing so or knowingly withholding one’s self are nevertheless forever prevalent inour minds, and therefore can be a very sensitive topic indeed, in a multitude ofways, for those that either egotistically think they indisputably have all theanswers required, set against those others who’re still literally feeling their wayaround what for many of them will continue to be a very thorny subject indeed. Politics is very much like sex Uncle Aubrey authoritatively explained with veryoften those that know the least about either doing the most shouting in relationto their narcissistic and often highly disquieting disclosures on the matter. Howabsolutely right my Barbadian Uncle Aubrey was; God rest his immortal soul! However, in winding up this conclusion, I’d like to finish off with three commentswhich I think are most apt in relation to this poem and the sentiments behind it.The first is from Ken de Silva of Kent who writes: “Nicholas Houghton could haveexpressed his views on the nuclear weapons issue without resorting to deliberatepolitical bias, just as the military expresses its vehement opposition to the


Conservative budgetary cuts to the armed forces without expressing politicalhostility to them. His comments were partisan and anti-democratic and he shouldapologise. Furthermore, the anti-Corbyn right of the Labour Party should have arefresher course in democracy and cease undermining Mr Corbyn at everyopportunity or leave the party.” OR PREFERABLY BE SUMMARILY DESELECTED! My personal interjection in thisMATTER. Dr Richard House of Gloucestershire adds: “Jeremy Corbyn’s disquiet at theundemocratic outburst of Nicholas Houghton is entirely justified. “If he were apublic-sector whistle-blower he’d have been summarily dismissed.” And on anallied subject Catherine Warner of the Wirral sums up my feelings entirely whenshe says: “To those complaining about the protests against university fees, aneducated workforce is not a privilege but a necessity. Universities create doctors,teachers, social workers, scientists and much more. Without them, society wouldbe nasty, brutish and short.” Stanley Collymore


Our Calendar Of Love By Stanley Collymore We first met in Springtime, appropriately as it happens whenthings themselves, already in accommodating existence,come into full bloom and new life in tandem with thisfresh and appealing surge of optimism, joyously inits refreshing and untainted innocence, set out intheir own inimitable ways their highly impressive stall ofirresistible temptations to fabulously enthral one andall with the exquisite dawning of a new beginning.Then came Summer, and with it the sun-packeddays of light-heartedness, jollity and fun whenthose who were previously strangers to oneanother but now discovering they wereoutstandingly impressed - suitably by,as well as individually attracted toeach other - by this pioneeringoccurrence they were now apart of, happily consideredand afterwards willinglyset off on a mutually loving and enliveningrelationship of their own. A situation inwhich, and similarly from our owndelighted condition and personalperspective, they weren't byany means, whatsoever,exactly on their own. Autumn with its noticeable motif and like the resoluterelay runner receiving the all-essential baton, in thistraditional season run, from Summer: the havingactively participated but now on the verge ofbecoming an outgoing participant player inthis imminently impending and seasonalrenovation, not to be outdone initiatedits own distinctive kaleidoscope oforganic colour which appealinglyand constructively both helpedto inaugurate and consolidate,


associated with the processof fully highlighting andboosting, the certainlyemotional Odysseygladly instigatedby you and me. Winter with its impressive and teasingly flirtatiousdisplay of iced-chilled winds, pristine snow andperiodic rain and, in the interim, markedlysymbolic of the time of year, typicallyin its customary well-rehearsed and,inimitably, distinctively portrait-styled display of eye-catchingbeauty and transmittable serenity, steadfastlycarried on, with its endearing equanimity,the final stage of this traditional andannual seasonal run first begun inSpring and finally nearing itsclimacteric end in Winter. While, in return, you and me: a twosome ofnew lovers, indefinitely appreciative of thealternating seasons for their picturesqueand considerable contributions to ourenchanting and amorous situation,expectantly looked forward tothe future and the importantinfluences of its seasonalsway on our particularand comprehensiblysatisfyingly andcourageouslyreciprocal,amorousaffair. © Stanley V. Collymore5 September 2017. Author's Comments:


There's nothing more exciting, thrilling, personally intoxicating and incrediblyrewarding than to unexpectedly encounter someone with whom you've madly,inescapably, passionately, and shrewdly as it also turns out, fallen in love with;and, furthermore, to subsequently and significantly shortly afterwards discoverthat the intense love which you exhibit for that specific individual is likewisereciprocated. The poem of this name: "Our Calendar of Love" and the articlesassociated with it is therefore personally written for and fondly dedicated to allsuch fortunate and blessed individuals. And is done so by me in the earnest wishand fervent hope that your mutual love for each other remains steadfast, andlike a vintage wine or champagne increases in value and its treasuredpreciousness to you with each passing year in your joint lives. Stanley Collymore


Our Strong And Stable President - Oops Sorry -Toadying Pm Of Great Britain! By Stanley Collymore I'm the delusional Prime Minister who'll put the "Great" backinto Britain again and who therefore, and unsurprisingly so toanyone but quite evidently left-wing and hopelessly out oftouch with reality morons of the discernible ilk of DianeAbbott, John McDonnell and unquestionably JeremyCorbyn, is actually both generally and flatteringly,gratefully perceived by people who're equallylikeminded, together with others far moredim-witted and racist than me as beingsomewhat astute, politically outstandingly and very clever;principally as a result of the things they hear me say andwatch me do. Not realizing for a single moment: theselowlife, white trash, redneck scum, who in private Isocially spurn but publicly hail and acclaim as myalluring supporters and most adorably beautifulbabies - even though I've never been a parentmyself, as honestly I've neither relished norwould I ever individually wish to even beremotely connected with anything thatdistantly touches on maternity - buthow then could they effectivelyhave sensed otherwise, whenintrinsically they are all soamazingly intellectuallyimpoverished, daft asa lavatory brush andfurthermore, being,as in perpetuum isthe situation theelectoral fodderthey routinelyare, candidlyindisputably,futilely andirrationally


too, quitepatentlydumb? Joyfully unaware, these poor and pathetic dears, that whatI'm abusively doing in the actions they see me take andthe pronouncements that I rather robustly and in myecho-chamber-like manner make, is essentially meengaging in the proselytizing and subsequently,as is also my remit, repeatedly regurgitatingat every opportunity that I can conceivablyget or is fulsomely and unquestioninglyprovided for me by the BBC and therest of the Establishment embeddedMSM, is effecting my avid best,not as I always and deceitfullyassert for the benefit of theUnited Kingdom or even imaginably a truncated Britainafter the conclusion of Brexit, but instead thoroughlycommittedly as I certainly am - as are my fellowTories, Labtory and Lib-Dem collaborators - tothe Nazi Zionist, combined and obsessivelyanti-Palestinian, Hezbollah and thrillingIranian hate-filled agenda plan we'veall mustered and clearly contrastswith our determined and whollydeferential, pro-racist stratagems acceptingly butnevertheless, rigorously and comprehensivelydisseminated, and furthermore discerniblyauthorized by the orders of our Yiddishkith and kin, terrorist, puppet mastersin rogue state USA; and absolutelyreasonably, and as your loyal PMI'd say, in every likely way inwhat these damnable, mostobjectionably and ratheropinionated ridiculerscensure as Balfour'sabsurdly designedand barbarouslymade Khazar,adulterated


Yidland! © Stanley V. Collymore12 May 2017. Author's comments:Other than money, power, influence and the execution of these attained by anynefarious means they can likely conceive demographic control by their whitebarbarian hordes is another principal mechanism employed by most whitesuniversally and in particular by their Yiddish, Nazi-Zionist counterparts toobsessively endeavour, and on a continuous basis, dominate the rest of theworld. The normal and sane world has quite repeatedly, most unfortunately but rathersickeningly witnessed these practices murderously, premeditatedly andgenocidically employed by and also carried out in rogue state USA, Canada,Australia, New Zealand, Argentina, apartheid South Africa, the formerly named,Germany colonized territory of Southwest Africa, now independent Namibia,where the wilfully German conceived and barbarously executed first twoholocausts of the 20th Century and which were both the benchmark and theprecursors to the eventual and absurdly much more aware of from a racistperspective, as this time whites were murdered in the European one while in theSouthwest Africa and German implemented holocausts the hapless victims andadditionally 85% of that country's indigenous population that was callously andintentionally exterminated was exclusively Black, not so the European holocaustthat took place in Europe circa 1933-1945. While complementing the aforementioned atrocities there were also the whiteand distinctly racial barbarities effected against Blacks in Southern Rhodesiaunder the aegis of the white minority led and apartheid regime of the late andunlamented in the Global South Ian Smith, a brutally racist regime as was clearlythe case in likeminded apartheid South Africa that was enthusiastically supportedby successive British regimes, including that of Harold Wilson a supposed LabourParty Prime Minister with sentiments firmly backed by significant numbers ofwhite Britons asininely and flamboyantly supporting their white kith and kin inSouthern Rhodesia as they typically did in apartheid South Africa. And notforgetting Britain's own massive and equally racist atrocities in Kenyaaccompanied by those of France and Belgium for example among other Europeannations in their own African colonies. Endemic barbarities that were carried out either personally or else through their


toadying surrogates at the behest of every western white country or theirthoroughly demented and unequivocally terrorist organization NATO, andhabitually at their revolting will globally conducted, as well as at home in entitieslike Portugal, Spain and in Italy the Gladio operations, in addition to others in theUkraine, Poland and all of Eastern Europe, by these endemically barbaricCaucasian sub-humans masquerading through their concerted and utterly bogusacts of barbarism as actions derived from and spurred on through their concernsfor and keen desire to implement conditions of humanitarianism on their part -when nothing could be further from the truth on their part, and the real reasonsfor their most unwarranted interventions in the domestic and foreign affairs ofother sovereign and independent UN member states worldwide were themselvesinstigated by consummate greed, natural resources exploitation, regime changein those countries whose rulers, prizing enormously the independence of theircountries, resolutely refused to bend the knee of subservience to these whiteinterloping carpetbaggers, colonialists and imperialist hegemonists staunchlyimbued with their delusional notions of white supremacism and exceptionalism. A white demographic obsession that still steadfastly prevails in the west in the21st Century as it carries on hauntingly stoking the fears of those desperatelyafraid they might lose what they unquestionably consider as their inalienableright to forever and numerically control others - somewhat of a ludicrous pipedream, since whites statistically are undoubtedly the smallest racial group amonghuman beings and clearly the very last among Homo sapiens to emerge on earth- even within the confines of the latter's own indigenous countries and, of course,their millennia old ancestral homelands. And accounts for Donald Trump's compulsively conceived Mexican Wall to keepout those southern and neighbouring to rogue state USA foreigners. Ironycompletely lost on him and his equally numbskull supporters in this regard thatunless they're Native Americans they're all of them foreigners either by birth ordescent to this genocidally stolen and usurped Native American ancestralhomeland. But the debilitating fear that Donald Trump and the majority of whiteAmericans feel is that Latinos and others will displace them as the principalethnic group in what these essentially white northern Europeans have manifestlyturned in rogue state USA; and as such it's literally driving these conceited andbarbaric immigrant fuckers crazy. A similar mindset that prevails in Britain, France, Holland, Belgium and the restof these demographically dominated and exclusively controlled white Europeanstates. Absolutely aware or should be, despite their airbrushing of the facts intheir coordinated, revisionist history books of what their unquestionablybarbarian ancestors and now themselves have done, and in numerous situations


too irreversibly, as well as barbarically, transformed the demography of severalcountries worldwide. Situations insufferably compounded by the horrendous andevil barbarities perpetrated against the local indigenous inhabitants there; andwho in 2017 are still in their own countries the wretched and reviled victims ofracist, exploitative, warmongering, mass murdering, war crimes, lowlife andwhite scum barbarians. A student of mine drew my attention to this headline in a British rag that I shan'tdignify by naming it. The explicit headline, referring to testosterone Theresa Mayand her husband, for the lack of a more appropriate term I thought, read:"Our strong and stable marriage." Those of you who routinely readmy articles and the like know that I went to a grammar school and also had avery classical education that I'm thoroughly proud of. And couldn't resist when Iwas shown the aforementioned headline of asking myself in what context wasstable being fraudulently employed in relation to testosterone Theresa? Theninstantaneously I realized that even if the intellectually impoverished retardslauding testosterone Theresa weren't aware of it at least with my classicseducational background I did know of it. And consequently there was only onestable applicable in her case, namely: The Augean Stable! Exceedingly apt anddeeply entrenched in 21st Century Tory run, and most sympathetically supportedLabtory and Lib-Dem infested Britain. Other than being a chronic redneck racist,Nazi-Zionist, gullible and likeminded lowlife piece of white scum yourself,wouldn't you agree? But who cares? I know I fucking well don't! So be my guest to get as offended asyou care to! It'll be like water off a duck's back! Stanley Collymore


Oxford University - Lone Wolf Assassin UrgentlyRequired! By Stanley Collymore It calls itself the beacon of learning and those in charge ofit, tasked with being so, and who then arrogantly andvaingloriously run it to suit their insolent egotism,foster their ingrained and pernicious prejudices;assiduously and fixatedly participate in theirnepotistic, sociopathic, psychopathic andinured abusive paedophile and sex-for-degrees indulgences evidently in linewith their delusional perception ofthemselves as the crème de la crème not only of thecoterie of privileged, white racists, supremacistsand exceptionalists to which they committedlyand haughtily belong; the leading lights, asthey envisage themselves relative to theBritish social and intellectual scene,and also and naturally for them, asthey unquestionably believe, thepivot both in terms of worthysocietal principles and thespirit of their perceptionof suave intellectualityobligatory not just toBritain but equallytoo the whole ofwhite westernand urbanehumanity. And therefore as one objectively looking in on thisperverse, twisted, narcissistic, utterly subjectiveand fully one-dimensional conceptualizationof theirs swiftly understand why it is thatthese egocentric, full of themselves,awfully out of touch with realityand dross Oxford University


morons and lowlife scumcan't discern anythingwrong in what they wilfully and recurrently,although in the most observably depraved,abominable fashion and insupportablecircumstances, cheerfully embark ondoing; never mind the deleterious,crushingly disadvantageous andlong-term effects that OxfordUniversity's fraudulent andcriminally proposed andits subsequently masterminded, deliberatelyplaced and grosslyrepulsive actionshave on those atthe sharp end ofthem; and forwhom they'dalways beenknowinglyintended. © Stanley V. Collymore8 February 2017. Author's Remarks:There's a rather misguided, wholly unthinkingly subscribed to and dimwittedlyaccepted misconception that because something has been around for someconsiderable time, and even occasionally for centuries, that that specific entityingrained in those involved over all that time and replete with their prejudicesand calamitous travesties of life and that in turn have themselves beenencouraged, reinforced, consolidated and actively promoted by the elites at thetime who arrogantly and even disdainfully deem and unsurprisingly conclude thatthey owe no explanation of any kind nor, come to that, any allegiance to thosewhom they unilaterally, self-servingly and uncaringly lord their unilaterallysubscribed to, deeply entrenched and confidently inspired, personal interestcommitments over, and with whom the aforementioned special-interests groupsrapidly and committedly align themselves with, that nothing else needs to beevaluated or taken into consideration by them so long as their individual, jointand constantly reciprocally beneficial and overwhelming wants, with the


occasionally relevant requirements intervening, are well catered for. No discernible recognition by any of them during any of this, in psychologicallymuch less so in concrete terms either, honourably suggesting or seeing the basicrequirement on their part for any consultation with or a requisite dialoguebetween themselves and those whom they quickly and patronizingly dismiss asabsolutely undeserving of any such approach or respect, and instinctively regardas consummately beneath them intellectually, physically and in every conceivablysocial and civilized way. This, to put it bluntly, is precisely how Oxford University with its chillinglypernicious and elitist mindset has operated ever since its establishment; andparticularly good at using and manipulating those who've either been idioticallyor self-servingly conned or persuaded to align themselves with its invidiouspractices, has managed to create an almost indestructible chain over the yearsand centuries of ingratiating and essentially evil cult worshippers, not dissimilarfrom the Masons, that assiduously ensure those of their kind are well catered forand coupled with the myth of Oxford University's intellectual and civilizedgreatness have markedly distorted and even irreparably damaged in amultiplicity of ways the entire fabric of British society. So assuming and worst still even firmly committing one's self to the asinineconcept that because something has been around for a long time and especiallyso when that entity has throughout its entire existence done absolutely nothing,and moreover arrogantly feels that it doesn't have to, to adjust to the relevantand pressing needs of the society or the nation it hypocritically and through itsblatant double standards purports to serve is not only brain-dead drivel gulliblyconsumed by mendaciously manipulated village idiots like YOU but equally toothe disingenuous mantra of the privileged elites and their toadying kind whoeither benefit sumptuously from the crass privileges that Oxford Universitydispenses to its cult supplicants or those aspiring to become part of thatperceptibly moribund, habitually corrupt, overtly and pretentiously lowlife, sewerrepository. Stanley Collymore


Paedophile, Married Mother Of Three And AdulteressWanting To Be France's First Lady! By Stanley Collymore Western politics in the hands of and manipulatively controlledby imperialistically indoctrinated, obsessively implementedand Nazi Zionist capitalism promoters and well-heeledbeneficiaries have seen the latter readily throw theirhats fittingly, willingly, firmly and expectantlyinto the political ring of Emmanuel Macron:arch sycophant of the excesses of westernuniversal imperialist strategies, NATOexpansionism, subjective and whollyunjustified regime changes in trulysovereign and independent countries that persistentlyand resolutely refuse to bend a subservient knee tothe haughty demands of western and especiallywhite Caucasian led global hegemony, orelse these interlopers' perverse ideologyof an inalienable and contrary to anyquestion, complaints of any kindregarding such, or the slightestdefiance to the absorption oftheir delusional but none the less staunchlyperceived and deeply ingrained notion ofwhite supremacist dominion attendantwith its exclusive view of fixed andabsolute, white exceptionalism inall things conceivable that sureidiots and brownnose personslike dim-witted EmmanuelMacron indiscriminatelyand conceitedly puttheir unshakeableallegiance in. And logically then shouldn't in the least be a surprise toany logical person considering, when all is said anddone, the sexually stimulated and egocentrically


predatory antics of this erstwhile and utterlydeviant adolescent, Monsieur EmmanuelMacron, still basically of that identicalcompulsive and typical mind-set ofhis, that asininely for him adoptsin his twisted mind an automatic and indisputableright to privileged entitlement. Precisely as hedid with his quarter of a century much older,married and discernibly mother of three,when he was barely fifteen years' old paedophile lover that he now wants,with her utmost cooperation andcalculating blessing, to ratherimplausibly thrust onto thepopulace of France as anextremely unacceptable,unconscionable, buteven so First Lady! © Stanley V. Collymore27 April 2017. Author's Remarks:Anyone with even a casual observation of Britain let alone an in-depthcomprehension of this country knows full well that the UK, right across theboard, has consistently, as it still is now, run by a closely knit and comfortablynepotistic, as well as an enduringly intimate, communal and politically embeddedincestuous coterie of unrestricted protected paedophiles and several otherhazardously sexual deviants who ascribe to themselves the vaingloriousdesignation of "privileged elites" and whose only other purpose in lifein addition to satisfying their crazed, obsessive and discernibly decadent sexualinclinations is to make huge amounts of money at the expense of those whomthey endemically consider to be either inferior to or less fortunate thanthemselves, and to do so by any means, fair or foul, that appeals to theirinsatiable greed. Now it seems that the likeminded deviants among France's own equally so-called"privileged elites" are earnestly endeavouring to do the very samethings as their counterparts in Britain, and what's more with the extensive andexpedient backing of their fellow foremost European states' collaborators,patently undemocratically appointed and forthwith installed EU bosses and


apparatchiks who collectively are pulling out all the stops to ensure, either byhook or crook, that Emmanuel Macron emerges as the next President of France. All sense of irony completely lost in the spurious endeavours on these loathsomebastards and bitches and indisputably ingrained morons that in the mostoffensive manner to anyone with an objective mind can readily see that they aregratuitously and unlawfully interfering in the domestic affairs of what isunquestionably in France's case a sovereign and independent nation. Somethingthat these same boneheaded lowlifes virulently and without a shred of anyevidence to support their tedious, tendentious and obviously lying accusationsrepetitively accuse the Russian Federation and Vladimir Putin of maliciouslydoing. And why? Because they all of them desperately want to maintain the corruptstatus quo that they handsomely benefit from by scuppering the presidentialprospects of Marine Le Pen who has repeatedly and courageously pointed outtheir several shortcomings as well as called out their dishonest and unethicalpractices; laying bare for all to see their blatant double standards and pernicioushypocrisy, as she scathingly denounces the fraudulent political and financialactivities, the overwhelming majority of them undoubtedly criminal by anygenuine objective assessment, that these socially perceived "privilegedelite" crooks and compulsive criminals characteristically and with completeimpunity for themselves opportunely engage in while in addition hugely andbeneficially profit from. And to hopefully secure their goal and fraudulently mislead as well as lie to theelectorate of France specifically and the European and global public that listens towhat they say generally they virulently set out to paint Marine Le Pen aseverything noxious under the sun. Well I'm Black and quite intelligent with it andknow the difference between truth and fiction. And for me the malevolent fictionis Emmanuel Macron and not Marine Le Pen who says and does what shegenuinely believes in. And given the unambiguous choice between someone whocalls me a NIGGER to my face and tells me they would rather that no Blacks livedin France or the rest of Europe, I smile disarmingly at their remarks because I'veheard it all before and it's like water off a duck's back to me; we part companyand as I continue on my way I'm unexpectedly forcibly pulled to the ground bythe person who'd earlier made those remarks to me, only to later discover thatunknown to me they'd seen some scaffolding I was about to go under collapsingoverhead and had instinctively and altruistically pulled me out of harm's way andclearly saved my life. Given the choice of someone like that and the usual liars who constitute the


British and European establishment who claim they're "friends" to allpersons including Blacks like me when given half a chance these fuckers willcheerfully knife me in the back, I know who I'd prefer to have around me. And finally! If you found out that your 15-year-old daughter was being fucked byher male school teacher who was over 25 years her senior; was himself marriedwith three children from that marriage one of whom was the same age as yourdaughter and at the same school, you would, if you had any sense, immediatelyregard that as paedophilia and the rank abuse of teacher responsibility. Youwould also involve the police. Not so apparently if you're from the"privileged elites" and in the case of France the 15-year-old pupilthen was Emmanuel Macron and his 40-year-old teacher lover was BrigitteTrogneaux. Playing Devil's Advocate, just imagine for argument sake as I know nothing ofthe kind would ever have happened in Jeremy Corbyn's case as he's much tooprincipled a man to act in that sordid, licentious or criminal manner, but like Isaid playing devil's advocate, can you imagine the hypocritical furore there wouldbe from the deeply ingrained paedophiles among the Tory, Labtory and Lib-Dempaedophile class and those in the MSM! But when it comes to protecting theirNazi Zionist and obsessive capitalist asses they'll do anything they can tomaintain the status quo. So Marine Le pen MUST be eradicated from the political scene while toadying tothe overall aims and malevolent financial objectives of virulent capitalismEmmanuel Macron and who is himself a thoroughly ingrained paedophilesympathizer and incontrovertibly too a culpable practitioner of that odious humanconduct must be supported at all cost permitting France, in the process, to havebask in the social and political limelight an unprosecuted and seemingly immunepaedophile as its First Lady. So rather absurdly Marine Le Pen "No"but Brigitte Trogneaux "Yes! " I'm not French and can't vote in yourelections but there's nothing in the current circumstances that can stop me fromadvocating support for MARINE LE PEN on the part of those who can vote! Stanley Collymore


Parenting Or Narcissistic Posing? By Stanley Collymore It's not rocket science on how to produce, or not to,babies whether voluntarily, accidentally, or cometo that even enforcedly; or just as importantly ifyou're the least bit compos mentis, that oncethey're here that as the vulnerable and quitehelpless infants which they conspicuouslyare they're going to need a considerableamount of continuous care to prepare them physicallyand psychologically for the journey ahead of them,transforming them from the children they are intoadult persons hopefully capable of confrontingand dealing appropriately with life's severalproblems which will certainly and even atthe best of times inescapably beset them.So why is it then, that so many of youout there still persist in embarking onwhat you're rather stupidly and quite immaturelydoing and in this absurd process creating totallyhellish nightmares for loads of children everywhere whom you've irresponsibly broughtinto this world and candidly, as it seemssimply don't really give a damn, or theleast bit care about the vast majorityof them, and who, let us not for asecond forget, didn't ask to beand now knowing what theyunmistakably do wouldn'thave chosen to be here? © Stanley V. Collymore29 October 2016. Author's Remarks:It doesn't take a great deal of intelligence, if any at all, or any planning that'sworth the term to have children and observational experience, certainly on mypart, confirms that those who're least capable of being parents in any sense of


that word are often the ones who produce children on a conveyor belt processand with even less thinking behind their actions than when placing their grocerieson an actual conveyor belt check-out system in the supermarket where they buytheir groceries. But why should they care when they know full well that the responsible ones intheir community generally and the country specifically will unhappily pick up thefinancial tab through their taxes for these free loaders lascivious I'm all right Jackor Jill irresponsibility? And the children? Well knowing nothing better they'llinvariably grow up doing the same and so the cycle of immaturity carries on. Stanley Collymore


Peerless Barbados And Incomparable Bajans! (Poem) By Stanley Collymore You're so indispensable to all of us Bajans, Barbados, to theextent that if you didn't actually exist there would clearlyhave been a most pressing need to inescapably inventyou. But thankfully you not only do exist but alsohave additionally always been, presently are,and will forevermore be profoundly andenduringly embedded in my personalpsyche and all other sentient partsof me that draw their motivational inspiration fromyour very existence. And as such then, you arecertainly much more than another countryor even a beloved nation to me. For intruth you're my familial homeland,the unwavering inspiration fromwhere and via who everythingthat includes a constructiveand sustaining part of meas well as a cultivatingand involved elementof my habitual lifewas formulated,cherished, andawarded clearsubstance toobviouslyby you. The Aliis Non Sibi of my own existence; the rousingdawn of my religious awakening, and the gloriousbasis on which my matured expectations weremagnificently transformed and then as wellmost accommodatingly encouraged tobeneficially blossom into splendidfruition. A truly Caribbean idyll, Barbados, sanctifiedby God Almighty, and where kudos firmly centredaround the distinctive, cardinal and shrewdlywoven with each other united principles


and virtues of securely establishednorms of democracy, distinctivebonds of fidelity, usefully free and availableto all universal health care, and likewisea brilliantly superb, at every level -ranging from, but inclusively andtotally accommodating nurseryand kindergarten allowance;to higher, and as expectedof this very brilliant andnonpareil educationalstructure, all tertiaryand postgraduateacademic study. Thus accounting for the omnipresent, one hundredpercent across the board national literacy ratingand the truly impressive centenarian globalrecord of living - well thought out andmeticulously administered academicsystem linked with the unhindered freedom of thoughtand personal expression, and themselves positivelycombined with an inspiring cultural and culturedmorality that are transparently the principalfocus of us Bajans, as well as the obviousand undeviating embodiment of ourtreasured Motherland Barbados. © Stanley V. Collymore9 October 2017. Author's Remarks:The poetry and articles that I create, write and subsequently publish are alwaysmotivated by issues which I consider to be both important and relevant or thathave unquestionably made an enormous and lasting impact on me. And it wasduring a recent conversation between my partner and me, and among theseveral and interesting ones that she and I customarily have with each other,that the outcome of her remarks ably assisted me in triggering the genesis ofthis article and the attendant poem. We'd commented on and readily agreed among ourselves how very fortunate


Barbados was to have been spared not only Hurricane Maria that unfortunatelydevastated other parts of the Caribbean but also over the several past decadesas well numerous other hurricanes that had similarly struck and likewiseoverwhelmingly destroyed the lives and ordinary livelihoods of many haplessCaribbean residents but not Barbados; and as a result came to the conclusionthat Barbados and its Bajan people were probably spared these identicaldesolations because of the general and strong commitment that all Bajans haveto their Almighty God, their staunch Christian faith and, for the most part, themomentously altruistic lives which Bajans live, due to their deeply ingrained, aswell as a well-integrated combination of their thoroughly cognizant, moral andcultural upbringing. Something that I unambiguously understand, wholeheartedlyempathize and agree with and intensely support. So in full and grateful appreciation of and my immense satisfaction with all that,I'd like to decisively dedicate, as well as commemorate, this work of mine to allBajans: alive or who are no longer physically in this world with the rest of us,stretching back in the process over the centuries to our enforced and enslavedBlack ancestors. To all Bajans then, at home and co-operatively residing witheach other on our cherished island homeland of Barbados, as well as thosethroughout our broader and global Bajan Diaspora; accompanied with a verywarm and embracing welcome to all the present new additions and the projectedbut as yet unborn future ones everywhere, of our remarkable "tribe"of phenomenal Bajans. But I couldn't, nor would I ever have contemplated closing this work withoutmentioning my immense indebtedness to all the people, past as well as presentand including my numerous biological relatives, happily adopted ones and closepersonal friends, of the entire region of St. Andrew and comprehensivelyincorporating: The Lakes District where my familial roots are deeply embedded;the East Coast, Benab, Belleplaine, Walkers, Shorey Village, Chalky Mount,Haggatts, Baxters, Bruce Vale, Cane Garden, Rock Hall, Hillaby, Redman'sVillage, St. Simons, Cambridge where the Collymore Clan was conceived,Turner's Hall, Farley Hill, Corbin's Village and the picturesque, iconic andextraordinarily panoramic landscape of the Scotland District of Barbados. Finally,with my personal acknowledgement of and dedication to my religious Almamater: St. Andrew's Anglican Parish Church located in St. Andrew andestablished in 1630 just 3 years after the English colony of Barbados wasofficially founded and 9 years prior to the formation of the Barbados Parliamentin 1639, which is the second oldest and continuous parliament in the entire worldafter the House of Commons and is significantly much older than, for example,than the creation of Germany, what is now Rogue State USA and many othersuch white western political entities like Canada, Australia or New Zealand.


Similarly, in dedication too, to my two principal, distinguished, and formativeeducational Alma mater: St. Andrew's Boys School (locally referred to asBelleplaine Boys School after the district where it was located) and the 1785established Alleyne Grammar School: School Motto: Allis Non Sibi, whichthroughout all the academic, other ground-breaking and highly commendablethings it has done in its ongoing 232-year-old history, became in 1947 the firstgrammar school in Barbados to go co-educational. Stanley Collymore


Perfection In Motion Everything about you is so absolutely perfect exceptfor one thing – the man whom you’ve chosen toentrust your love with; but even so I’ll do myvery best to justify the faith which you’veconfidently placed in me; even though,quite typical of you, I know thatyou’ve never or would youever try to make anysuch demands onme to do so. © Stanley V. Collymore6 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Personal Dreams However Exciting Are Simply TheLandmarks To The Permanency Of Reality! By Stanley Collymore Didn't I once hear you openly, rather insistently and quitecategorically say that from your own personal point ofview that realistically there was no conceivable wayyou'd ever allow yourself to emotionally fall inlove and, furthermore, that being the proud,independent and strong-minded womanwhich you obviously are would youever assent, and these were youridentical words: "Physically subvert myself or myintegral being to any living man and in so doing,and for the rest of my allotted life, becomenothing more than a highly suitable and,in reality, a typically handy conveyorbelt deliverer of his much desiredand naturally predictable biological offspring;to whom I would, of course, immediatelyand intuitively become the noticeablyappreciative, constantly doting andever buoyant mother, while at thesame time and long-sufferingly,but with no allowed practisedcareer of my own, regularlyadministering at home as his every ready job'sdisaster or career concerns attentive ear, andall this associated with my painstakinglychoreographed and earnestly sociallyencouraged public role as the lacecurtain and fashionable womancum loving and dutiful wife. For as I vividly and somewhat amusingly recall when youvoluntarily of your own accord made that emphatic anduncompromising statement of yours that seemingly,essentially and securely, permanently closed thedoor and all other options in relation to your


development of any essential or emotionalrelationship with anyone of the oppositegender, even though it was absolutelyclear to anyone possessed of a perceptive brain andfirmly equipped with a competent awareness ofsuch things that you were not by any stretchof the most creative of imaginations eitherdisposed towards becoming or far worstand in such complex circumstances,were actually a practising lesbian. All the same were distinctly a woman who was very muchin your prime, twenty-eight years old at the time, longout of your distinctly personality-establishing andteenaged rebellious years, and furthermore atthat age appropriately, as one would quiteunsurprisingly expect, a matured ladyin every respect, who was wise and independentlycarving out a career for herself that was whollyof her own preferring, and whose amazingprogress, exceptional development andtruly magnificent achievement hadnothing whatever to do with thedirect influence or, for cometo that the personal controlof any one-person, otherthan of course yourself. So why then, and out of understandable curiosityon my part I must confess, did you renege onessentially everything you formerly andsolemnly said and even persuasivelysignposted that you determinedlybelieved? And, instead, nowseem to be gratuitously and contradictorilyembracing the identical things that youonce considered were so extremelyantipathetic to the very conceptof the lifestyle you formerly,distinctly and positivelyconfirmed to personslike myself was the


solitary one thatyou wanted toalways live. Your right, of course as it is everyone else'son whatever matter that infiltrates theirthoughts, to change your mind, aslong as you make the effort toremember that regardlessof how exciting personal dreamsseem to be, they're none theless purely the landmarksto the permanency ofone's own reality! © Stanley V. Collymore18 October 2017. Author's Remarks:Whatever one might think of the biblical story relating to Adam and Eve the goodLord, from my Christian understanding of it, did not impose any divineprescription, which he evidently could have done had he wanted to, that thesetwo individuals should necessarily pair up with each other and therefore rathershrewdly and pragmatically on His part allowed a free choice of a relationshipbetween the two of them, which would basically be a matter entirely of theirown. And that's exactly what occurred, and therefore the consequences of theiractions rested solely with themselves. And it's the same situation with every one of us. For we're all of us endowed witha personal brain and the capacity from birth to be able to think for ourselves.Granted that this is clearly a developmental process that can be influenced byothers. But ostensibly as one gets older and presumably wiser the choice is stillthere pertaining to whether as an individual you choose to actually think foryourself and objectively, as a result, make your own informed decisions inrelation to all aspects of your personal and professional lives or instead prefer,for whatever reasons, to allow others to do that for you. But even so, while we all have dreams of one sort or another and are perfectlyentitled to live and explore them irresponsibly allowing them to dictate everyaspect of one's everyday life is not only a grave mistake, it's also the height offolly. And getting emotionally and physically involved with another person for all


the mistaken reasons is just as stupid really as assuming that one can cutoneself permanently off from reality and then call that living a normal life. But a word of caution. Whether you get involved with someone or choose to staysingle and unattached that decision, if it's to really make any sense, should beyours alone. And if you select to become part of a couple that doesn't necessarilymean or should it in any way make you cease to be the individual that youactually are. Unless, of course, you purposely decide that you want to becomeanother person's personal doormat! So do remember, and constantly so, that in everything you personally doindividual choice and basic common sense should be your faithful watchword andguiding principle. After all it's your life! So why let someone, or others,supposedly or arguably, even with the best of intentions, arbitrarily live it foryou? Your decision. And the best of luck in making it. Throughout all this and taking full cognizance of the realization that the intuitiveor conscious decision by you not to trust or get personally or emotionallyimplicated with anyone might in actuality stem from the direct influence of thetraumatic experiences you've undergone at the hands of sexual predators and/orabusers, whether they're serial or otherwise, ongoing still or are incidences of thepast, while not an abuser myself nor could I ever imagine myself being one farless so permit anybody to ever have taken such a diabolical liberty with me andthen because of the power and influence they wield or buttressed by whateversick reasoning that their likeminded verminous supporters or encouragers cancome up with to justify or absolve their vile actions and then have the gall toludicrously and insultingly posit these as "plausible excuses" andtherefore on my part can't honestly profess, nor would I ever attempt to do so,that I truthfully know how you feel or what it is that you're personally goingthrough as a result of this onerous travesty of brazen injustice gratuitouslyinflicted on you, the answer I do know is not to shut yourself permanently awayfrom the consequences of reality that you suffered and in all likelihood stillendure. For in doing so you merely hand victory to your abusers and unwittingly throughthis de facto process grant them carte blanche to carry on controlling the termsand conditions of your life. And quite honestly after all that they've malevolentlydone is that seriously what you want to happen? Stanley Collymore


Persuasion And Not Commands Is The More LikelyWay To Influence Me (Poem) By Stanley Collymore Please, I do seriously, with you openly declaring that you'vetaken a personal and romantic interest in me, have in turnto insist, on the firm basis of other things you've alsosaid, that if you truthfully wish to have any kindof meaningful relationship with me, that youfirst realize and then fully acknowledge,in the agreed circumstances that we now find ourselvesin, that you must explicitly and also straightforwardlystrive your hardest, as a subsequent part of this, toclearly appreciate and voluntarily accept me forthe man who I patently am, and not essay inany conniving way to either arbitrarily orunilaterally, for that matter, venture toalter me into someone, and for mean unrecognizable person, whoyou would much prefer that Iultimately, or undoubtedlymore acceptably to youimmediately become. Sorry then to disappoint your fanciful dreams! For letme make it unequivocally clear and as best that Ican for you to comprehend. Such a distinctlyone-sided and furthermore a patronizinglyauthoritarian plan only signifies for me a misguidedscenario on your part that not now or at any timein the foreseeable future is ever likely, by me,to be permitted to happen. And for the firmand obvious reason, when everything issaid and done, that I specifically andfurthermore, particularly like mefor who and what I visibly am! © Stanley V. Collymore3 October 2017.


Author's Remarks:We all of us either already, or will certainly do so in the future, have persons ofone sort or another invitingly from us or unilaterally by them enter our individuallives in a manner that we're absolutely delighted with or alternatively in somecircumstances we distinctly on our part regard as a diabolical libertyunwarrantedly inflicted on us by them; while on theirs, and again from our ownperspective, consider their unilateral and inconsiderate actions as the summationof what the worst case hellish scenario in any such attempt at a relationshipactually represents. And while there are those who will unfortunately be influenced by fear, the realor imagined incidence of retaliation prompted by rejection of any of thesepersons, cowardice, a marked reluctance not to deliberately cause offence oreven the stigma of personal loneliness into not doing anything to remedy thisintolerable situation that you happen to be in, it literally makes no sense to carryon in this unwarrantable way indefinitely. Since the only person who winds upfeeling totally uncomfortable, being utterly miserable and hating yourself forwhat you're implicitly allowing to happen to you is yourself. So why not if you're likely to be or even inadvertently find yourself in suchuntenable and perplexing circumstances do what the clear-sighted and no-nonsense among those of us do and decide for yourself independently who andwhat you convincingly and truthfully want to be? It won't do you any harm andconversely might end up doing you a whole lot of good! Stanley Collymore


Pertinent Questions To The Venal Snouts In TheTrough British Politicians By Stanley Collymore Self-serving and utterly conceited with it! That's youruniformed approach to life specifically, everythingassociated with it, and all else that one can clearlyand conceivably think of. Consequently, yourviews and those of others that likemindedlyshare the same biased, ill-informed andarrogant opinions which you hold dear, self-centredlysubscribe to, witlessly champion and egotisticallycling to at all costs, must by your undoubtedlyperverted thinking, automatically, lastinglyand obsessively command the greatest,most extreme, unconcealed supportand respect that is itself coupledwith a distinctly rapt attentionto everything that you andthey say, and then quitepurposely and ratherone-sidedly alwaystake to greedilyaddressing inevery way! And crucially it's also relevant to say that in noway are any valid or convincing explanationsever advanced by you as to why that oughtto be the case; the only mention to anyof this being that it's your individualstory, your totally warped theoriesand thus essentially constitutingthe hardcore Lib-Dems, Labtories or full-bloodedTory Nazis and grasping, self-centred fasciststhat you manifestly are; and as such you'retherefore quite entitled in your markedlyperverse attitude to politics and all elsefor that matter, and this powerfully


conjoined with your astonishinghubris persistently, explicitlyand publicly displayed, aswell as your twisted antithesis to everything yousubjectively disparage or abhor don't render iteither imperative to consider or desirable ofyour perceived precious time to graciouslyexemplify any clarification whatever ofwhat definitely it is that you are doingor, furthermore, specifically why inyour narcissistic intolerance youfind it so absolutely necessaryto intentionally inflict suchpremeditated austerity incooperation with what'sevidently a protracted,unwarranted miseryand dire poverty onaverage membersof the indulgentUK community! © Stanley V. Collymore8 January 2016. Author's Remarks: This poem is affectionately dedicated to my personal inspirational Britishpolitician Jeremy Corbyn the democratically elected, and by a massive majority,incumbent leader of the British Labour Party - and a timely up yours from mereminder to all those either too stupid to accept that fact or are so full ofthemselves and living in their delusional world of make belief they'reunmistakably aren't in the same rational world that the rest of us sane Homosapiens inhabit; a political party, the Labour Party that I've always steadfastlysupported, though not most of its previous leaders, cabinet members norgovernments. And on the topical issue of Jeremy's quite recent shadow cabinetreshuffle if hypothetically that task had be left entirely up to me I would havewielded the axe much more widely, purposefully and viciously and quietly literallyacross their collective necks. But then we all don't, and that includes me, have the same indisputable and


laudable tolerance level and penchant for forgiveness that Jeremy Corbynevidently has. What a terrible shame though that undemocratic and barbaricBantu Saudi that these purblind House of Commons pillocks, masquerading asMPs, and who graspingly and avidly bend over backwards, their usual thingreally, to support this Persian Gulf obscenity laughably portraying itself as a"state" can do that sort of thing; quite cavalierly and noticeablyindifferently lop off multiple heads at will and in a single day and with supportiveimpunity from the west, including those aforementioned jerks infesting the Houseof Commons, and a purported democratic Britain, if only for the sheer hell of it,can't do the same with our odious and genuine political felons. Not fair is it!(Laugh) . Seriously though, never mind Jeremy your supporters like me are staunchlybehind you all the way. And as a comforting thought and note of reassurance thePharisees and the Sadducees of his time, and the feckless Westminster Bubbleand privileged elite who are our contemporary equivalent, neither understood nortolerated Jesus Christ for who or what he was or even what he was all about, justas our contemporary clique of corresponding, self-serving and avariciousPharisees and Sadducees obviously don't with you Jeremy. But we out here don'tworry about that and why should we? After all you're in excellent company; asJesus Christ's message still prevails to this day, well over two millennia since hewas physically on this same planet which we call Earth! And Messiahs most categorically don't only have to be religious. They can bepolitical as well. Now let them think on that! Stanley Collymore


Physically Strangers But Emotionally Soul Mates! In reality we're actually complete strangers to eachother not having previously met or even spokento one another before, yet intrinsically andquite astonishingly strange, although byno means peculiar in the least, aconsummate and remarkableunderstanding seems to have spontaneouslydeveloped between the two of us, thathad it occurred in circumstanceswhere, however transiently so,we'd physically met before itwould instinctively have beenspecifically categorized I knowand generally accepted bythose aware of it, includingourselves, as a tangiblesign of mutual chemistry between us.But in the clear absence of any concrete physicalor clear-cut emotional stuff, the pertinent andengrossing question is, how should werealistically define what's really goingon between us, knowing that thepresent situation alone if leftentirely to itself is quiteevidently from bothour perspectivesperceptuallynot enough? © Stanley V. Collymore5 September 2014. Stanley Collymore


Please! Refrain From Your Hyperactive And IrrationalBehaviour! By Stanley Collymore Please, don't tell me what you think I want to hear, and whilewe're on the subject let me make it absolutely clear that youadopting such a position like that does nothing to clarifythe authentic situation of this embryonic relationshipbetween the two of us and, in its place, either raisesundue expectations which realistically can not befulfilled or else simply rather prematurely andeven needlessly kills off those that if considered objectivelyand given the time, effort and the opportunity in obviouslyappreciable circumstances to possibly succeed, logicallycan be. But because of the manifestly irrational mannerin which you're behaving quite clearly aren't allowedthe likelihood to, since for you to cooperatively doso would, instinctively on your part, be explicitlylooked upon as anathema to me and thereforeas something that's not only as completelythankless an assignment as they come butalso and ominously even singled out asdetrimental to this shared but entirelynew relationship that we're having. Well let me in response to that attitude be perfectly honestand forthright with you and in addition from a personalpoint of view candidly say that your second guessingof what I'm supposedly thinking is something youmust without any delay refrain from doing, as it'sentirely unbecoming in every conceivable wayof any purportedly consequential and adultrelationship that two prudent and rationalpeople could possible share, and unquestionably frommy perspective of the kind you evidently would likefor us to be establishing. For whatever conclusionsyou arrive at in such an unconventional situationis forthrightly, when all is said and done, merespeculation, and so is neither the appropriate


basis nor any guarantee either that it bears,or will ever do, any similitude to reality,or as I anticipate it effectively serve asa relevant catalysis for an establishedrelationship, if things were to carryon uninterruptedly and put bluntlyas they presently and glumly arewith you, between you and me. © Stanley V. Collymore20 February 2017. Author's remarks:It's both a safe bet and a massive understatement too to say that significantnumbers of individuals globally who either knowingly or else unintentionally butall the same pleasurably get caught up in a one-to-one personal and emotionalrelationship with another person, normally, if not always initially to start with,expect from their mutual association with each other the kind of enlivening,heartening and reassuring satisfaction commensurate, they feel, imperative toachieve and would therefore like to unrestrictedly realize from voluntarilyengaging both empathetically and intimately with that specific and exceptionallyspecial person on whom they're completely depending on to fulfil their innermostand even undisclosed expectations. Wishful thinking on the part of some who would earnestly like for these deeplyfelt and often treasured expectations to be endorsed and fulfilled, in the processof this happening, through the mechanisms of this entirely new, propitious anddecidedly intimate association that, as things stand, both individuals arebeneficially having. That said though, appearances can often be unreliable in theperception they convey, and in the worst case scenario be cruelly deceiving tothose who invest their complete trust and immense time and effort in them. Then there are those who have no compunction whatsoever in cynically orcallously exploiting the touching faith placed in them by others for their ownperverse ends, and doing so regardless of the psychological harm they occasionto those who're involved and intentionally put on the receiving end of theirheartlessness as well as their endemic selfishness. But, of course, none of this isever going to stop people from falling in love or speculatively hoping that thingsturn out as they would like for them to be; as love isn't just a romanticexperimentation it can also be a mug's game, and which category you letyourself fall into is, I'm afraid, a matter that's totally up to you and I would


presume of your own choosing. And if not, it's too complex a pursuit, whichhonestly you shouldn't seriously be involved in! Stanley Collymore


Poignant Memories Combined With Sincerest BirthdayGreetings Jeannette! (Poem) By Stanley Collymore Those distant days we made our own have literally flown byand the several years which inevitably they've given riseto have harmoniously coalesced into an enterprisinglybeautiful and kaleidoscopic reservoir of supremelyrich, fondly enlivening and unquestionably noteworthily charming and enduring memories ofyou and me. Memories that on reliving them in my mindtheir energizing experiences instantaneously and rathervividly roll back the several years passed to thosehalcyon days first initiated in the quite blissfullyconducive, romantically mesmerizing and, ohso truthfully, spine-tingling surroundings, ofRebecca's Discotheque in our hometownReading, Berkshire where we first met,where courtship and romance wereinstinctively triggered and shortlythere afterwards companionablyblossomed into a specifically,truly vivacious, passionateand a really reciprocallyloving, relationship. But Fate, alas, and the private circumstances at the time thatwe were both in: you a married lady, though unhappilyso, and with a young family affectionately in tow;myself having just a couple of years previouslygot divorced and still in the process of shaking off thaterstwhile calamity - jointly conspired and, moreover,regrettably succeeded, adequately assisted by theevidently challenging situation which we wereunquestionably in, in scuppering the furtherprogression of the propitiously amorousbut yet, by any unbiased prospect oroptimistic deduction, the truthfullyemergent relationship that had


rather delightfully and quiteencouragingly developedbetween the two of us. Evidently, it wasn't what either of us honestly wanted but,all the same, we had to face facts and the glaring realityof knowing precisely what the devastating impact ofyour split from their father would have on your twodelightful children who I'd met, and so for theoverall good of them and despite us beingvery much in love with each other we were none the lessstarkly aware of both the moral and practical dilemmawe were jointly in. And with neither of us the leastenthusiastically in favour of either indefinitelyor surreptitiously carrying on with an illicitlove affair we painfully but conclusivelyhonourably and determinedly decidedto bring our personal relationshipto a fitting and dignified end. Soon afterwardsand thankfully as an essential assuagementfrom the searing pain which we both feltwithin, after our brave but pragmaticdecision, I decided in consultationwith you to procure the offeredopportunity proffered to meand migrate from Englandto Germany and the rest,as they say, is history. Eventually, however, the conscientious termination of ouramorous relationship coupled with the now locationalseparation that we'd unselfishly, consciously andselflessly placed between us, enforcedly, andprincipally it's true to say from you andpainstakingly so for the sake of yourchildren, had a determinedly corrective effect on thestate of your marriage in a number of ways. Whilefor my part, providentially ensconced, as I was,in my fresh and romantically unblemishedenvironment and with the final remnantsof my marriage baggage thoroughlyand permanently dispensed with,


I too was ready for a new start. A situation which was further strengthened by the excellentand comforting news that the interminable and seeminglyintractable problems that you were relentlessly havingand were themselves grimly compelling you in thegiven circumstances to genuinely want to leaveyour husband, were it not most distressinglyfor the menaced instability that was likelypossible as a result of you doing so, tobe caused to your adorable children.Problems that were occasioned in full previous to yourfirst meeting me, continued thereafter, other than forthose short-lived occasions of respite favourablygranted to us and them when we were togetheralone and whose heedless indifference to allof them your insensitive husband, bearingin mind that it was him who was directlyresponsible for initiating and sustainingthem, were eventually with your finalultimatum to him and itself coupledwith his belated recognition thathis ongoing and conspicuouslyunsatisfactory conduct seriously advanced thegenuine prospect of him losing his children,abruptly focused his mind on the serioussituation that he was obviously in andconsequently, what was undeniablyrequired of him if plausibly heexpected to remain a part ofyour assimilated family. Ultimatums, I know, can be and generally are very unpleasantand even disturbing experiences for those persons forced tobe on the receiving end of them, but employed sparingly,objectively, wisely and with largely altruistic pursuitsin mind by the user of them can suitably and mostbeneficially, as you well understood Jeannette,be a great fillip and a tremendous force forgood, as sensibly they justifiably ought to be. And yourperceptive knowledge of the latter, my Dear, in thatspecific regard was then and still is outstandingly


exemplary. Meanwhile, your well looked afterchildren have in a glowing compliment toyou, admirably grown up, are all gonehaving left home to chase their ownindividual ambitions in life; andyou the formerly despairinglyfraught mother with a deepand quite understandableanguish for them, anddiscernibly yourself,have providentiallybeen wonderfullyconverted intoan optimistic,outstandingand now apreciousspouse. Someone no longer enforcedly stuck in the past whilerightly dreading the outcome of the future, but haveinstead become an amazingly transformed womanin every imaginably confident way, who withunbounded optimism and renewed vigournow indisputably look forward to eachfresh day which opportunely dawns.And with that optimistically in mind and specificallyfor your exclusive and singular day, Friday the 22ndSeptember 2017, I would proudly like to say allthe very best to you my Dear and, naturally,wish you a greatly resplendent, exultant,undoubtedly a tremendously happyand, of course, a most treasuredtogether with an amazinglyunforgettable day, andlandmark birthday. © Stanley V. Collymore18 September 2017. Author's Remarks:


Marriage is an estate that not everyone who enters it is suited for or does so withthe best of intentions in mind, and not infrequently those intentions that aretherefore either concertedly and premeditatedly or even enthusiastically andgratuitously engaged in can quite purposely in nature be surreptitiouslymalevolent and wilfully inimical to the overall beneficial interests and generalwelfare of the unsuspecting person who unwittingly and unwarrantedly ends upas the consciously chosen victim of the concertedly evil machinations thatspecific individual who fraudulently and quite disastrously but, all the same, mostinfluentially for their perverse, selfish and utterly demented reasons talked theirway into their target's life. And while there's absolutely no sure-fire way or method to totally eradicate suchpernicious incursions into one's personal life, strict vigilance maintainedthroughout the initial stages at least of one venturing into an intimaterelationship with another person can and does help. As does effectivelyemploying the quite sensible mantra of not taking everything that you're told forgranted or at face value because you're simply either hopelessly in love, or areeven worst still manipulatively, as it happens, controlled into thinking that thisostensibly advantageously permitted entrant into your personal life isunquestionably everything you could possibly and most beneficially hope for.Don't willingly fall for any of that and always let caution be your personalbyword. And in the interim good luck and continued happiness in your choice of partnershould you after serious thought responsibly decide to embark on your personalmarital adventure. Stanley Collymore


Pragmatists 3 Daydreamers 1! By Stanley Collymore Dreams are the means that we regularly employ,whether consciously or involuntarily so, tohopefully either circumvent or attemptto postpone, and possibly forever,the harsher experiences oflife with which we findourselves confronted and don’t really knowhow best or most suitably to deal withthese problems; a fabricated worldof daydreams conflated withlegitimate aspirations andwhere reality, if at allallowed a look in,is generally notpermitted toplay anymajorpart. Reality however is the very antithesis of dreams;and though not always welcomed or speciallyfavoured by the overwhelming majorityof daydreamers is all the same, Ifirmly believe, still our bestchance of pragmaticallytackling and dealing successfullywith life’s various difficulties,as well as our best hope ofrealizing if not all ofthem, then surelymost of ourcherisheddreams! © Stanley V. Collymore3 January 2014.


Criterion:Among my diverse outdoor activities and sporting pursuits cricket and athleticsrank as two of my principal sporting pastimes, but although I also have a fullawareness and much more than a proficient knowledge of football or soccer ifyou prefer to call it thus, principally so because of specific family and a few otherpersonal reasons, this sport is not by any stretch of the imagination one of mymajor preoccupations, or is it ever likely to be. However, fully cognisant of the role that football obsessively plays in the lives ofmany of you and that 2014 is the designated year for its next World Cup inBrazil, I thought that the football analogy used in the title of this poem might bean appropriate vehicle to get over to you the message, which is inherent in thepoem itself; that pragmatism on average usually trumps daydreaming 3-1 inlife’s everyday race to succeed. Stanley Collymore


Principles! Not Profit Motives Or Baseless Prejudices. By Stanley Collymore I want my MP and the man or woman democratically selectedto represent my constituency in the House of Commons tobe someone who knows what probity is all about; whopassionately subscribes to the principles of a fairand just society for all; equality before the lawfor everyone and who instinctively knows,and doesn’t have to be reminded, whatthe meaning and value of meritocracy stand for and how bestthis should always be implemented in an equitable society;and, moreover, is skilled in the art of motivating all thosewho’re genuinely disposed to, to fully acknowledge theirGod-given abilities and additionally are persuasivelyemboldened to single-mindedly summon up thecourage and determination to diligently, andwith the maximum resilience, pursue andultimately realize their most cherished aspirations.For as the past thirty plus years have confirmedJeremy Corbyn, you’ve conscientiously beenthe characteristic personification of such anMP and explains, without any apologiesat all to your dim-witted detractors orMachiavellian opponents, why I notonly salute you as the epitome ofwhat an MP should be, but alsowhy it is that I want you notonly to be the leader of ourLabour Party but, equallytoo under your inspiredmanagement, the nextPrime Minister ofwhat categoricallywould becomea celebratedcountry! © Stanley V. Collymore10 September 2015.


Author’s Remarks:Those of you who previously weren’t aware of the exceptionally high esteem thatI’ve always held Jeremy Corbyn in both as an outstanding and principled humanbeing and a conscientious MP, or for that matter that I’m explicitly committed toassisting him in every conceivable way that I persuasively can in his credible andjustifiable mission to become the next leader of the Labour Party, then you haveeither just moved to earth from a different planet in the outer reaches or theuniverse or having emigrated there have after a long sojourn there decided toreturn home, in which case I extend my warmest welcome to you andcategorically state that I fully understand why it is that you’d be unfamiliar withwhat’s going on. To the rest of you however: the legions of dim-wits and intellectually challengedwho serve as the willing manipulative “Useful Idiots” of the Nazi-Zionist Tories,their Labtory conspirators and toadying so-called mainstream media that feedyou the garbage they want and that you enthusiastically consume, because poorsilly sods that you are you don’t know any better, I shan’t spoil Jeremy Corbyn’sparade by telling you here - in this celebratory poem about him – and in myusual characteristic language what I really think of you; but I have a feeling thatyou already know how much, to put it mildly, that I utterly despise you. So instead I’ll just confidently finish off by cheerfully saying to the Great ManJeremy Corbyn; all the very best for Saturday 12 September 2015. Stanley Collymore


Private Lives With Public Legacies Let me hold you in my arms; shield andprotect you from harm with my love,and comfortingly embrace you with themultitude of expectations I have for us asman and wife sharing a life togetherfor the rest of our lives: uniquelyand properly so; simply, becauseit’ll be a model creation ofour very own. Yet incommonality with others like us,likemindedly in love and whosimilarly in regard to themselvesastutely aspire to achieving thesame goals as we do, willpositively encourageus to press on allthe more. Fortified in the knowledge, for sure,that love although evidently thekey to what we ultimately aim toachieve, is even so not on itsown the totality of whatthat end result will be: ourown distinctive contribution tohelping the world becomea better place; and notjust for the sake ofourselves butequally as wellthe entirehumanrace. © Stanley V. Collymore15 January 2014. For all those happily in love and firmly committed to creditable family andsocietal values. Dysfunctional or feral oiks not included; so please clear off!


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Profoundly Sexually Blooded By Stanley Collymore You were man enough to audaciously and mostcompetently "chaste away" the quite evidentlyinnocent girl that was there and with yourconsummate skill, tenacity and in a mostdemonstrably electrifying and totallycompellingly authoritative fashionat once, erotically, thoroughlypleasurably conjoined withsupreme manly determination absolutelygratifyingly elicit the sexually cravingbut previously dormant and utterlyunrealized coital woman in me.So my profoundly indebted,enduring, and inestimablysteadfast thanks for whatyou phenomenally andso capably pulled off. Caused me to rapturously achieve not onlyorgasmically but also and discernibly inother unfamiliar feminine terms, andin the process of all this appreciablyinstalled a clear marker which asfar as I'm personally concernedyou're perfectly at liberty andpredictably in the same way,I must say, most graciouslyentitled and with my fullcooperation to entirelylook after, as well asto explicitly at willunreservedly keepgoing wheneveryou favourablydetermine thatyou'd love toreplicate this


elated trystand return. © Stanley V. Collymore16 March 2016. Author's Remarks:It's a long trip back for many of you down memory lane I know and therecollection even as it was happening at the time wasn't and very much so stillisn't an exciting or by any stretch of the imagination an impressiveremembrance. That said, for others it was an extraordinary and earth shattering experience inyour respective life and one which you enduringly look back on with fondmemories and great nostalgia. So how was it really for you? A consummately liberating experience that still wows you to this day eventhough that special person is no longer in your life or a thoroughly unmitigateddisaster that even now makes you ponder why the Hell did you ever bothered inthe first place? Just mischievously thinking out loud! And quite glaringly happy like the cat whichnaughtily but satisfyingly proverbially licked the cream. And a dedication, thispoem, to all of you who've come of age and about to tread this same path! Goodluck! And as my Mum told my sisters and my Gran told me, if things don't go welldon't forget to always maintain your dignity! Unless of course they're going sowell you think, what the bloody hell! Life is about enjoying one's self and I'mgoing to make the most of my opportunities. Stanley Collymore


Proto-Fascism Is Actually The Essence Of TheSupposedly American Dream! By Stanley Collymore The much proselytized American Dream, bearingin mind its grossly overstated and pretentiousexposition, is in all truthfulness an irrelevanceto the genuine personal dreams, deeply andquite often delusinally held but all the sameearnestly clung to and hopefully investedin psychological aspirations that arethemselves, and most curiouslybut conspicuously so, firmlyconjoined with clearlyand unquestionablyastutely realisticexpectations. Expectations that are endorsed byconsiderable numbers of peoplewho're based globally andtherefore are physicallydistanced from theeveryday starkrealities and their underestimatedlong term consequences of thisillusory pie in the sky ambitionwhich they're routinely soldand is itself persuasivelyenjoined with the manyfraudulent or unrealisticblandishments thatthese gullible orduped peoplethen ratherstupidly; but quite avidly,misleadingly aspire to


achieving together with the hordes ofdiscernibly home-grown, still veryenthusiastic and manifestlylocally residential andcontinental NorthAmericans, issomethingthat's absolutely unfathomable Ihonestly believe, not only tome but also other astuteand rational persons,and as such is wellpast all logicalexplanation! © Stanley V. Collymore4 July 2016. Author's Remarks:Empires come and they eventually go and even though those who ran, controlledand invariably benefited from them influentially, politically, financially, sociallyand even militarily might have wished that these empires with which they wereclosely and deeply associated would have carried on existing indefinitely if notforever, the more intelligent and objectively thinking among them even if notprepared or willing to say so openly knew within their hearts that such anaspiration would never realistically be the case and that ultimately the power ofand the very existence of the empires would come to an end. But for all the many obvious failings of these past empires prospective empirebuilders rampantly obsessed with the notion of autocratic power to do with asthey please still endeavour to carry on in one guise or another to create thesemonolithic institutions of selective power, privilege, influence and financialempowerment for those who asininely but all the same desirously wish forempires to be in vogue again; inescapably quite ludicrously so in what'ssupposedly a modern world that's increasingly and properly motivated by anddeeply attached to the laudable and egalitarian concept of universal suffrage,democracy and political empowerment for all peoples and in a sociallyempowering environment where frankly the autocratic dictum of empireplutocracy should have no sway. That said it's nevertheless quite discernibly a realization that the latest addition


to the annals of empire creation: the 240 year old established United States ofAmerica but which only post World War II realistically and effectivelymushroomed into the empire it has become miserably fails to grasp. And verymuch like the narcissistic and highly arrogant emperor in the children's story, theEmperor's New Clothes, bedecked as he thought he was in the most ornate andexpensive finery and conceitedly as such parading in a grand posture in front ofhis many fawning couriers who collectively and in characteristic toadying fashionbaulked at the mere idea let alone actually telling this narcissist that he wasabsolutely stark naked and not fitted out in the sumptuous haute couture he notonly thought but also deluded himself that he was adorned with contributedvastly to his subsequent and terrible embarrassment. Regrettably, as it happens, in the 21st Century the American Empire which,whatever its supporters think, will eventually also come to an inevitable end isalas currently in the same situation as this arrogant and deluded emperor andquite conspicuously is similarly surrounded by its own self-serving and equallyself-absorbed sycophants; and some of them like Britain with its own history ofthe rise and fall of the British Empire who frankly should know better than to beacting in the way that they're doing. However, they've all chosen instead to buy into this totally idiotic and delusionalnotion of American exceptionalism and the incomprehensible belief that theAmerican Empire will last forever and with it their self-serving fortunes, clingingon obviously they think to its success, as well. To which I contemptuously andunapologetically add: "Dream on! " Stanley Collymore


Pubertal Disquiet By Stanley Collymore I’d no idea at all, nor did anyone or anything eitherremotely or illuminatingly, for that matter, seek toacquaint, counsel much less informatively prepareme for the unwittingly, in my case, loomingexpectation that the seemingly sudden for me,invasive and completely transformativerealization of the onset of puberty in my lifewould be such a complex situation persistentlyinterposed with a serial avalanche of the mostintensive and highly unpredictable arrayof physical and emotional sensationswhose only remit it seemed to mewas to keep me uncontrollablybut all the same profoundly ina bewilderingly perpetualstate of sexual turmoil. In tandem with which diverse and powerfully injectederotic transfusions of unbridled and sustained lust whoseunadulterated and compellingly effective cravings,involuntarily for the most part though not alwaysexclusively so, robustly unleash within myyoung and compensatory nubile body a plethoraof pleasurable delights liberally laced with lasciviouswantonness that although unskilled as I evidentlyam in such matters my untutored shrewdnesscoupled with the protracted yearnings nowforcibly released in me inescapably nonethe less convincingly persuade methat I must pressingly andearnestly address. At 15 years old, an age which from a societal perspectiveas well as a legally entrenched position accumulativelyand unequivocally set out then proceed to universallywith the commonality deemed characteristic ofthose of my age discriminatorily label us all


the same, whereupon they then firmly and quitearbitrarily place the likes of me in the purview ofthat unchallengeably prescribed role predeterminedlydecided for me without any consultation on mypart; doing so ostensibly for my own goodand protection it’s claimed, notwithstanding what’spatently obvious for those with eyes to see, thatfor all their stated concern, genuinely expressedor pretentiously contrived and arrived at, I’mnevertheless and undeniably so physicallya woman, though legally categorizedas a child, with all the intrinsicdesires and foibles of myrespective gender. And what I need therefore, and compassionately so,is a broad understanding of, together with a fullexplanation and relevant answers not only towhat’s going on in my head but cruciallyalso inside my body, and why? Why, for example,the hot flushes that regularly engulf me; the wetdreams I’m too embarrassed to talk about even ifanyone would let me; or the sleepless nightsroutinely interposed with carnal yearningsthat agonizingly rock my acquiescently tense body withtheir exquisitely pleasurable overtures willing me towelcomingly entertain and avidly seek the releasewhich I know will eventually come either ofits own contributive accord: the resultanteffect of the churning contents of myPoseidonian Dam having convulsivelyoverspilled their relentlessly buffetedenclosure, or through the clandestineexertions of willing and collaborativefingers energetically conjoined inempathetic solidarity with eachother under the safe nocturnalprivacy of my immodestlydisarranged duvet. So stop patronizing me, will you? And desist toobecause of my age from arrogantly assuming


that I’m nothing more than a gullible ornaïve child who must therefore beoppressively cloistered for her own good from therealities of life; or worst still the make-believebut in your vivid imaginations where suchthoughts perennially live and have fullsway, omnipresecent dangers thatyou luridly and ill-advisedly conjure up andincredibly hoodwink yourselves intothinking lurk around every cornerand in every sphere of myunsupervised and young life with the explicitpurpose, it’s duplicitously pointed out, ofat best dishonouring me and at itsvery worst occasioning megrave harm, or eventhe forfeiture ofmy own life. It’s all a deliberate lie, isn’t it? This supposedly united frontof yours that the lot of you deceitfully display as youawkwardly contrive, but for all your schemingfailing miserably in that regard, to assureme that it’s otherwise than what it really is; yet neveradmitting in the process of doing so that muchof this public concern you self-righteouslyexhibit has more to do with you than me.Exemplified in your marked unwillingness coupled inmany cases with a manifest inability on your partto honestly diagnose and grapple successfullywith your own sexuality let alone have thecapability to accept the fact and dealrealistically with its attendant recognition thatfor all your dissemblance towards me I’mno longer nor do I want to be that childwho you absurdly like to pretend,for all the many outrageousreasons you consistentlyadvocate, that Istill am. For God’s sake grown-ups get a grip on yourselves and


stop this cursed preaching at and puritan proselytizingtowards girls like me who’re in dire need of yourhelp and genuine understanding; not yourattritional condemnation. And whileyou’re at it lawmakers try cleaning up yourdisreputable act that allows the unbridledcommercialism of sex in all itsmanifestations yet disapproves ofand even criminally penalizeslactating mothers frombreast feeding theirhungry babiesin public! And don’t give me all that stiff upper lip we’re Britishand no sex please stuff, for it doesn’t wash with me;reality I know is much different for I live in thereal world which I also know you’re quitefamiliar with, for you created it! Not aparticularly pleasant one you must admit: adulterousvocational liaisons abroad yet coming homeafterwards as if butter wouldn’t melt inyour mouths. The cuckoldingrigmarole and much more at home where 36%of us at least don’t even know for sure whoour biological fathers are. All addingup to the classic hypocritical caseconveyed to us pubescent kidsby you adults of do as wesay but not as we do! Yet you’ve the gall notwithstanding all that to censure,belittle and even conceitedly restrict any attempt onour part at an honest dialogue, which is all wewant with you about our sexuality and howto sensibly manage it not only in our bestand long-term interests specificallybut also for the overall good of our societyin general, something that our mainlandEuropean counterparts don’t have aproblem with in respect of theirparents or elders; and most


certainly not theirlawmakers. For all the concerned parties there both recognize andreadily accept that sexual maturity, as distinct froman eagerness for or the demonstrable abilityof itself to have sexual intercourse, iscategorically indivisible frommental maturity, and that these two sets of appositecomponents, separate and distinct in every wayfrom each other, of what is undeniably themost privately engaged in of humaninteractions shouldn’t ever, theygenuinely believe, either be mistaken foror confused with each other, as mostBritish people conveniently andquite intentionally hidingbehind their mask ofmoral rectitudeare proneto do! © Stanley V. Collymore19 November 2013. Commentary:Several years ago when I was a comparatively newly qualified teacher andemployed at a secondary institution whose name and location I shan’t mention inorder to protect the personal identities of those involved even though beforewriting this poem I sought and readily obtained the unreserved permission of theprincipal characters concerned, I was allocated as part of the complement ofclasses that I would instruct a fourth year form which I was warned in advancedcontained one of the most, shall we say, challenging pupils in her year if not theentire school. Every one of my teacher colleagues who’d previously taught this girl, whether itwas in my subject or some other, had openly voiced their satisfaction at nolonger having to do so and said they didn’t envy me having to take her on.However, not one to take up without sound justification someone else’s fire rageor jump to conclusions only on the basis of other peoples’ say so, somethinginbred in me from childhood and which I still resolutely and passionately adhere


to, I decided to formulate my own opinions of this girl based on incontrovertiblefacts and how I found her as an individual and not as some stereotype. Fifteen years old at the time this girl I discovered was indeed a personalchallenge but rather than falling back on what I was told about her and judge heraccordingly I decided to do what I always undertake in problematical cases ofany kind I’m confronted with; I opted to do some intensive investigation of myown. In the course of this it transpired that the young lady in question hadinvoluntarily become the product of a broken home, with her parents havingdivorced, dad, to whom the girl was deeply devoted and had a mutuallycherished bond with, moving out of the familial home, and as so customary inBritain mom given custody of the child or children involved along with theindeterminate residence, ownership or possession of the said familial home andwith an ousted father legally obligated to pick up all the financial tabs, whichcould include apart from spousal and child maintenance any ongoing oroutstanding mortgage payments to guarantee, it’s legally explained even ifdisingenuously so, to keep a roof over his child or children’s head; regardless ofthe extent of the contributory role that the ex-wife played in the breakup of hermarriage. And it was evident from information I was made privy to from sources who knewwhat had gone on that the ex-wife and mother of this girl was very much theguilty party even though our divorce laws had drastically changed to introducethe factor of the irretrievable breakdown of a marriage to speed up divorces andattempt to do away with the stigma of marital adultery. Even so this girl, no fool, knew well enough what had gone on and readilyempathized with the dad she loved and who she felt had been hard done by. Adeeply nagging situation that became acerbically bitter as regards her motherwhen the latter moved her lover into the familial home and announced to herdaughter not only that she was going to marry this man but also wanted herdaughter to call him dad, and with the distinct likelihood of the girl being made toassume this man’s surname as well. Bitterly opposed to these planned but totally unwanted changes in her life the girlconfided her fears and anger to her biological father whom she still did herutmost best to see as regularly as she could; pleading with him to take her awayfrom the home she’d always known since birth to live with him. But in theensuing court case initiated by her father the judge while blocking the adoptionand name change envisaged by the girl’s mom and her new husband


nevertheless refused the girl’s biological father the custody of her that he’drequested. However at the girl’s insistence the judge did increase and alsoformalized the amount of time that this determined young lady could spend withher father. Replete with all this information and fully cognisant of how trying and eventraumatic all this was for this girl I now earnestly looked for viable andconstructive ways in which I could assist her without appearing to be a noseyparker or otherwise intentionally or inadvertently appear as if I were stepping onanyone’s toes. And fortunately as I was wracking my brains on how best toachieve this specific pursuit a God-given opportunity I’m absolutely convinced ofthis, even after all the intervening years that have elapsed since the, presenteditself. I’d given the class that this girl was in a creative English assignment in which therespective members could choose whatever subject matter they liked andexpressively give full vent to their imaginations as it were. The response as Iexpected was tremendous as they all knew the criteria which I was looking forand accordingly they didn’t disappoint. The subject matter this girl selected andchose to write about was horses; and no word of exaggeration it was a brilliantpiece of writing both in its eloquent and material content that estimablytransported the reader in utter fascination of what the writer was depicting andsaying. Having marked and complimented the entire class on its excellent work, as a firmbeliever of democracy in the classroom and a staunch opponent of any dictatorialtendencies regrettably still favoured by far too many teachers in the UK even in2013, I then allotted to the full class the responsibility of selecting in theircollective opinion the three best creative pieces that they wanted me to read outto the entire class prior to my opening up for them the much anticipated taskthat they always eagerly looked forward to in such classes exercises of themcarrying out critical appraisals of their peers’ works. And I must admit it came as no surprise to me that this young lady’s creativeoffering came top of that list determined by her peers. When the lesson finished Iasked the three winners to stay briefly behind so as to personally thank them fortheir contributions to a brilliant lesson. It also afforded me the chance to touchon and discover more of this young lady’s love for horses. Having garnered the information I needed from her in that regard I was now ableto embark on the next phase of a carefully worked out plan I had in mind. I grewup in the country and have a tremendous love for and great affinity with rural life


in general and the countryside especially and unsurprisingly I have many friendsand relatives who are in the same position as me. And it so happened that alongstanding friend whose husband and family are likewise close friends of minebetween them owned a farm and also ran an established horsing stables. This female friend was quite enthralled with the plan I put forward to her andpromised that she would do everything she could to help. That out of the way allthat was now left for me to do was to find a way to sell the idea to my 15 yearold pupil which when told about it she eagerly bought into even after I’dcautioned her that the matter would have to be cleared and approved of both byher mom and dad who I needed to see and fully discuss the matter with. Onceagain things went swimmingly and with that likely hurdle successfully negotiatedand completely out of the way we all went to see my friend and owner of thestables. That meeting was similarly a huge success. Pragmatic Christians like me who grew up in the church, so to speak, andtherefore attach great importance to their religious faith do know that faith canand certainly does move mountains, and moreover that miracles aren’t beyondthe remit of God or the attainment of those who seek his help to have themrealized. So it’s a massive understatement to describe the transformation thattook place relative to this young lady as anything less than miraculous. Never for once in any doubt myself about her academic ability it was thepersonality evolution that she underwent that was truly incredible and a joy tobehold. At her home the relationship between her mother and herselfdramatically improved and she even confessed to me that she no longerregarded her stepfather as the ogre she’d always seen him as and laughinglyadmitted that she’d even grown to like him. In marked contrast the bond between her and her father had remainedunshakable but it was to my stable owner friend whom she paid the greatestcompliment of them all for unassumingly, freely and quite willingly taking herunder her wings so to speak, altruistically shouldering, of her own accord, theweighty responsibility of surrogate mother to her as she tenderly, carefully andinformatively, a process combined with an abundance of patience and love,enabled her to face up to, effectively deal with and eventually permanentlyeradicate her several and willingly acknowledged personal demons, includingthose of puberty. For my part I had long discern that the latter was also asignificant contributory factor to this girl’s overall truculent behaviour and havingcandidly discussed this with my friend who concurred with me and was deeplyrelieved and proud that she had chosen to deal with it in the successful andengaging way she had.


At school everyone who’d taught this girl or knew her in any capacity remarkedapprovingly on the striking transformation she’d undergone and speculativelyadvanced their own theories on what had actually brought this about, with someof my teacher colleagues teasingly dubbing me the miracle worker andhumorously vowing if I didn’t let on to dump their difficult charges on me as well.But those genuinely in the know not least the girl herself doggedly kept mum onthe matter, and that’s how it stayed until now. With the heavy weight of the world comprehensively lifted from her youngshoulders academic success at school was naturally assured followed by a muchdeserved place at one of our most prestigious universities; outstanding scholasticachievements in wake of that, and the inevitable embarkation on the career thatshe’d always wanted to pursue. Like many of my past pupils and former tertiary education students this younglady too often keeps in touch updating me as the others do with what’s going onin their lives and reciprocally apprised by me of what I’m doing. Eighteen monthsago she contacted me and enthusiastically broke the news that the young manshe’d met the previous year, had fallen madly in love with as he had with her andwho I already knew of, had popped the question and asked her to marry him,revealing that she’d delightedly accepted his marriage proposal and wanted toknow if I’d like to attend their wedding. I replied that other than death nothing would keep me away, and it goes withoutsaying that I was there as was my stables owner friend who was still quiteaffectionately referred to as her surrogate mum, my friend’s husband and theirfamily, as well as many others from the past that we all knew and wereabsolutely delighted to see again and together after such a long time. But amongthe several memorable moments of that truly amazing occasion I was fortunateto be a part of one in particular comprehensively summed up the entire essenceof that remarkable day. Seated expectantly in our pews the congregation waited excitedly for the bride toarrive and we all knew she had when the stirring strains of the wedding marchreverberated from the massive church organ throughout the entire edifice of thatreligious and historic building. In instinctive unison everyone in that packedcathedral rose immediately from their seated positions and not unnaturally necksstrained intuitively in the direction of the porch from which the bride and herfather began their majestically advance up the carpeted aisle that conspicuouslyseparated the two halves of this impressive cathedral.


Along with my friend and her family we’d been allocated seats in the front pewlocated on the side of the church reserved for family members and close friendsof the bride, and as the bride and her father drew alongside us I espied thisstunningly beautiful young woman immaculately dressed in shimmering white thelong train of her wedding dress meticulously held in place by her bridesmaids tilther head almost imperceptibly in our direction, the lustre of assuredness in hersparkling eyes, the warmth of her smile radiating not only inner peace andsatisfaction but also a huge thank you to those of us who in our own inimitableways had contributed to the full realization of this glorious outcome. None more so perhaps than her own father who despite his own imposed trialsand tribulations had never given up on his daughter and was always there forher. And as he proudly escorted her to the side of the man who was about tobecome her husband I could feel the emotion that this occurrence had triggeredbegin to well up in me. British men from infancy are conditioned that they shouldn’t publicly or even inprivate show their true emotions much less cry, since per the British psyche it’snot considered as macho or even masculine to do so and very much goes againstthe grain old boy of stalwartly preserving at all costs the purportedly British stiffupper lip. Appreciatively my cultural duopoly which is a combination of Britishand other negates all that in a deep and rich way and therefore I had nodifficulty, or would I ever have had, in taking my handkerchief and dabbingunreservedly at the tears that had silently started to trickle down my cheeks. A beautiful wedding finalized and a good time had by all the newlyweds said theirfarewells and to a clamorous send-off from the rest of us set off on an extendedhoneymoon to Barbados. A complimentary gesture I was informed because of myclose links to that Caribbean island. An excellent choice I jovially remarked whenI was initially told, as I also happen to believe as they too delightfully and mostenjoyably found out in diversity of ways it’s the most beautiful country in theworld. Finally, it should be sagaciously and realistically acknowledged from the outcomeof this story that puberty is none of these things: an incurable infection, mentalproblem or an embarrassing addiction to be talked about, if at all, in hushedtones and only then behind doors; but rather it’s an inevitable part of the processof growing up, and how it’s dealt with invariably determines the level of physicaland mental maturity or otherwise, let’s face facts, that one eventually and notunusually in the majority of instances permanently acquires. And both thankfully and remarkably to her credit my former pupil is an


exemplary case of how in this regard and with the proper degree of help lovinglyand understandingly applied coupled with a deep and mutual respect for allinvolved success will immutably triumph over adversity whether naturallyoccasioned or conspiratorially manufactured. Stanley Collymore


Quad Erat Demonstrandum Et Cui Bono? By Stanley Collymore Automatic rifle fire methodically and deadly rakes semi-naked andexclusively pink-coloured bodies casually laced across a Sousse,Tunisian beach while earlier their owners, in the customarilycontrived process of doing so, were cheerfully aspiringto temporarily become brown: the permanent andnatural skin colour to those for whom it’s aconstituent part of their DNA and ethnicmake-up; but, all the same, generally andcontemptuously much despised as well as openlyderided at home by the vast majority of thesesame white holidaymakers that were thenconsciously, and most ironically so,earnestly endeavouring toacquire this self-same bodilypigmentation whilevacationing abroad. Conclusive proof, as they saw it, to tawdrilyexhibit by those involved in this intentional and vaingloriousact of planned ostentation on their eventual return home,that in the current environment of inflexibly enforcedfinancial austerity they’d, nevertheless in realityand quite affordably, managed to visit andpleasurably frolic in warmer climes. The time-honoured and snotty sport of one-upmanshipthat alas for them was over and won’t be happeningthis time, as death would cruelly and mockinglyintervene to silence forever their intendedand evidently childishly self-obsessedbrag on returning home again;their prearranged demise –damnably and forthrightly elicited through theauspices of recruited and wholly compliant,Islamist Tunisian and expendableuseful idiots – the unreserved wish andunflinching resolution of their owncountry, the United Kingdomand signally as well their


democratically electedTory government’s -clandestinely assisted by the Labour Party’sequally warmongering hierarchy in theHouse of Commons - sardonicallyunrestrained, devilish, Zionistinstigated and politicallymotivated false flagoperation! © Stanley V. Collymore11 July 2015. Author’s remarks:It’s mistakenly and widely believed that false flags are the invention of the UnitedStates of America and are used exclusively by that country and its bête noir,enfant terrible Israel and that the lilywhite hands of the United Kingdom wouldnever be involved in such evil atrocities. Well nothing could be further from thetruth; for let’s not forget that our precious Britain: the once all-domineering andglobally dominating imperialistic entity with an Empire on which it was boastfullysaid by its class-indoctrinated rulers and their equally class-ridden subjects thatthe sun would never set – a delusional belief that significant numbers of boththese two groups of imbeciles even in 2015, and what’s the embodiment of awhole new century, still tenaciously cling on to and the principal reason why theyand the UK’s authorities, across the board, have fawningly chosen to voluntarily,continually and eagerly shove their heads up the backside of the relatively new,evidently bad boy on the block, and English speaking American Empire. But even if one were to temporarily put that aside, let’s also remember that whatbecame the United States of America but were previously British colonies, asindeed what’s now Israel but was Palestine at the time were both ruled andeffectively controlled by Britain itself. And therefore as in life and with allprogenies it’s not in the least surprising that offspring do emulate the habits –good and bad – of their parents or guardians. And trust me Britain has a lot toanswer for and likewise to be ashamed of even in 2015; and false flags are just aminiscule part of this iniquitous equation indicative of my country! Stanley Collymore


Quite Common As Muck And Stupid With It Too.That's You Michael Gove! You're as common as muck even though by describingyou in this explicit way I'm doing a grave disserviceto a commodity that is much prized by the farmingcommunity for the essentially productive effectswhich traditionally it has always had on theirbeneficial industry. You, however, are by nomeans an asset to anybody, Michael Goveand that includes yourself; and since thediscernible downside of muck is that it can despoiland generally be a right bloody nuisance too inthe process it's this explanation of the wordthat is specifically relevant to you Michelon this distinct occasion. So do yourselfa massive favour won't you and cleanup your perfidious act, assuming ofcourse that you can, for it's duly transparentlyself-evident that your existing one not onlystinks but is also a vulgar affront to everyintelligent person across the extensivelength and breadth of this importanthomeland we call Britain, as wellas to the entire world generallyand every one of its evidentlyrational, deeply enlightenedand, most unquestionablythoroughly responsibleinhabitants especially. © Stanley V. Collymore17 March 2016. Stanley Collymore


R.I.P Tony Cozier - A Truly Iconic Bajan AndCricketing Legend! By Stanley Collymore You were the true essence and the consummate embodimentof everything that is good about Barbados; a genuine andproud Bajan whose profound love for and unabasheddevotion was always unquestionably to your dearCaribbean island home, and whose responsivefellow inhabitants with an unconcealed andunstinting pride coupled with the greatestof affection specially reserved for youaffectionately enfolded you as theiradored native son and a richly deserving internationalambassador; and not only as the astute cricketingcommentating legend over five decades thatindisputably you were but likewise too asthe remarkably amazingly and forevericonic Barbadian figure which youhave always been, and beyondquestion will constantly andenduringly remain in ourappreciative hearts andminds permanentlyour Tony Cozier! © Stanley V. Collymore13 June 2016. Author's Remarks:There's not a single person in the cricketing world either as a player or a staunchfan of this remarkable game who has not heard of Tony Cozier who has beencommentating on our beloved sport for over five decades; and this is particularlytrue of every Barbadian, other West Indian and Guyanese for whom cricket ismuch more than a sport and more akin to being a religion. I grew up as a cricketaficionado myself listening to Tony Cozier's astute and very informativecommentaries on local Barbadian other Caribbean and, of course, internationalcricket, and the same can be said for many other Caribbeans and millions of


others around the world in the well-known cricketing nations globally. On a personal level I got to know Tony Cozier when we both worked asjournalists at the Nation Newspaper in Barbados and I quickly discovered thatthis iconic figure at home in his native Barbados as well as globally was one ofthe most genuinely modest persons that anyone could ever hope to meet. Hispassing, just like that of Muhammad Ali has left me shell-shocked even though Iknew he was dying of cancer; but for these two iconic deaths to come so soonupon each other and both men around the same age: Muhammad Ali 74 andTony Cozier 75, is quite extraordinary. But both men: one a Black African-American and the other a white nativeBarbadian have unquestionably left their distinctive legacies and specifically so toall those who loved and cared greatly for them. They will be sorely missed; andto my fellow Bajans: relatives, friends and sporting fans let's remember TonyCozier as we do Muhammad Ali, and as they're both worthy of beingremembered. They're assuredly now in Heaven with their Creator and from usmere mortals still here let's wish them eternal and celestial rest. Amen! Stanley Collymore


Racially White Caucasian, Intuitively Barbarians AndEthically Deranged Losers! By Stanley Collymore How very interesting and utterly ironic that it's the supposedlywhite "civilized world" that occasions the greatest and, withoutany question to all genuinely thinking minds, the indisputablymost horrendous and lethal devastations to human kind andthrough this barbaric process, vilely as well as profoundlydisturbingly rather idiotically jeopardizes the earnestlysought after welfare, indispensable security and eventhe very existence of humanity! White Caucasian entities withtheir delusional supremacist and western elitist notions thatare themselves compounded by irrational ideas of theirproselytizers' absolute, they maintain, entitlement toautomatic preferential treatment and generated thedemented managers of these rogue state entitieswill tell you of a sacrosanct, divinely ordainedand the irreversibly prescribed assurance ofan inimitable, immutable and exclusivelyaccorded to them white exceptionalism.Granted, they enthusiastically add, indeific acknowledgement of and alsoan appreciative tribute in perpetuitysolely to their race and none other. © Stanley V. Collymore11 April 2017. Author's Remarks:For a people who in the most concertedly arrogant and delusional fashion regardthemselves as the epitome of everything that's comprehensively virtuous andunquestionably civilized, when patently and transparently they're not, andfurthermore in their twisted interpretation of what life is all about indisputablycomprise and embody by their very existence alone all the outstanding qualitiesto exclusively be the authentic judges, without either recourse to or anyconsultation or agreement with the rest of mankind, of what in every feasiblecircumstance is best for all of humanity, not only disdains fundamental logic and


basic common-sense but also and in essence is the narcissistic encapsulation ofhubristic arrogance and rank stupidity that, for all but such demented persons,constitute the height of asinine absurdity! Stanley Collymore


Radicalization Doesn’t Only Have Demerits; Good Is ASalient Part Of It Too! By Stanley Collymore The evil that men do lives after them the good is oft interred withtheir bones. How true and prophetically apt in the case of theevil assemblage and loathsome bunch of Labtory charlatansand carpetbaggers who’ve conspiratorially infiltrated andcollaboratively for their own obsessively selfish, self-centredly and grasping Zionist inspired financialends and mass murderingly executed andhandsomely profited from ill-gottengains concertedly usurped theLabour Party. And who despite their comprehensivelyreprehensible and mind bogglingly sickening behaviour,still from their staunchly ensconced and hopelesslyout of touch virtual reality tower of perniciousdouble standards and deep rooted hypocrisy that toall sensible and intelligent persons everywhereand who’re firmly in control of their ownindividually functioning brain betweentheir ears well know is nothing butludicrous sanctimoniousness. Yet in spite of that these hoodwinkers – past and presentand uniformly similar: Tony Blair, his trying shadow,Gordon Brown and both of them coldbloodedmass murderers; Margaret Beckett, a selfconfessed moron but who markedlyand mendaciously in her forced confession failedto admit that yes she is precisely that but for allthe wrong reasons. David Miliband, him ofreinforced Diego Garcian Chagossianethnic cleansing ignominy; vile LizKendall with more testosteroneembedded in her warped torso thanwould ever be found in her effete,theoretically biologically male,and House of Commons


opposition front benchand similarly ineptcounterparts. Yvette Cooper the typical doltish bonehead, and AndyBurnham the unfailing space cadet dead from thewaist upwards – each and every one of themindividually and collectively carrying onregardless not only to declare but alsodelusionally and aggressively assertwhat an outstandingly propitiousasset their Labtory presence within the Labour Partyhas been and what a Heaven sent blessing it hasbeneficially conferred not just on LabourParty members generally but also the entireUnited Kingdom specifically. Well I adamantlybeg to disagree and most earnestly wish it wasn’t onlyyour evil legacies we shall have to contend with butthat some from among the UK regime’s recruited,trained, financed, equipped and both activelyand logistically supported Jihadist UsefulIdiot Terrorists will quite soon and inthe process very advantageouslyoblige all of us peace lovingcitizenry with the immensepleasure of finally andfittingly able at ourtotal leisure to readyour collectiveobituaries. © Stanley V. Collymore24 July 2015. Author’s Remarks:It’s high time to uncompromisingly cull by whatever means, fair or foul, theLabour Party we love of its iniquitous, perfidious and loathsomely pernicious,interloping and usurping Labtory elements that have rabidly infiltrated it; andwhy it is that I unambiguously back any move that will effectively do just that.#Ignominious oblivion to the Labtory morons! I say.


Stanley Collymore


Real Love Versus The Fanciful And WidespreadNotions Of What Love Is Supposedly All About! By Stanley Collymore People usually prefer to gossip a lot about hypotheticalrelationships without really expending much if anyserious thought at all to what they're actuallydoing, or for that matter, even for a solitarymoment, bothering to consider the likelyoutcome of their speculative musings,let alone constructively contemplateon the possible ramifications of their bewildering actions:namely, what they're casually, usually quite senselesslyand indefensibly thinking and saying whenever theyglibly, irresponsibly and uniformly, basically foremphasis sake effectively, talk about emotionsthat they either amorously or might otherwisecarnally feel obliged to and then purposelyand wantonly, as their first and onlyhopeful move, attribute to love. Yet most bizarrely and quite ironically too those who'rethe most clamorous and readily given to pontificatingat every turn on, doing so in contradiction of theirown dismal and wholly ineffective situationsin relation to love itself and, moreover,invariably taking to openly, unaskedfor and noticeably ad nauseumexpressing their subjectiveand basically off-limits views about love relativeto others whose personal circumstances they'rebarely cognizant of if at all familiar with, arethe very ones who've no problem it seemsin arbitrarily deeming it their inalienableright and specific duty to automaticallydeliver allegedly expert advice andassistance on how all those otherpersons should in conformityamorously manage their


own individual lives. Seeking genuine expert guidance in relation to a lovedifficulty whether this has been occasioned throughunadulterated innocence, gullibility, exasperatingfrustration or scrupulously nurtured ignoranceis one thing; however, having unwarrantedcounsel, from whatever source, recklesslythrust down the throats of others who'rewillingly, or more fittingly coercively, prepared toaccept such actions or not is another matter andmustn't be tolerated let alone succumbed toin any condition. For it's your life, andproper and requested advice aside ifand when you genuinely need it,to determine how you live it istherefore and should alwaysbe your resolutely decidedand sole decision alone;personal and likewisequite embarrassingmistakes madeindisputablyincluded! For if at the spurious behest of others you wilfullychoose to disallow yourself the right to be whoyou really are in all matters precisely relatingto yourself and afterwards to submissively,specifically and quite significantly toobe doing so in relation to all affairspertaining to love; what is thepoint then of pretending that you honestly knowwhat love is all about when effectively there'dbe no reality to any of that or anything elseyou're either thinking or actually saying?Since, in effect, this unsound redoubtof yours will inevitably render youas nothing more than a sinisterlypredetermined, considerablycontrolled and, unhappilyas it'll surely turn out


to be, a discerniblyvulnerable, andan enormouslyunsuspectingand a mostobliginghumanrobot! © Stanley V. Collymore29 December 2015. Author's Thoughts:Regardless of whom you are or how clever you consider yourself to be no oneperson or even a collective of such individuals have the full mastery of love, andin my opinion never will. For love is as complex a subject matter as any specificsubject matter could ever be, since it impacts in a diversity of ways, at sometime or other, on every aspect of our human emotions whether we intend for thisto be the case or not. That said, there are certain guidelines one should follow, plus the genuineacknowledgement too that comes from learning from mistakes personally madeor that one has observed others having made, and through those processesensuring that you successfully get through if not managing however to fullymaster the complexities of love. So if anyone should in earnest tell you that theyknow all about love or have the answers to love's multifaceted problems, justpolitely ask them to go and see a good psychiatrist. However, for all that, I'd much prefer the complexities of love any day of theweek than the mundane aspects of a situation where you knew precisely howthings will turn out and everything will be completely immersed in blanketconformity. Personally, I can't think of anything more boring. But then each tohis or her own! Stanley Collymore


Rene – Portrait Of A Black Beauty Although we’ve only quite recently metI’m pretty sure we’ve always knownthat we existed somewhereon this planet, waiting forthe right momentto discover each other.And now that we have I simply can’t waitto fully explore the several possibilitiesand much more of this new and mostexciting friendship we’ve freelyand spontaneously begun;and which for meis a marvellousopportunityto be courted once againby a black woman that’s urbaneand who, besides, is well educated,clever, cerebral and culturally the same. And amidst the euphoria of this new startand the dizzy stirrings of my happyand now contented heartI have to honestly admit thatthe long and, at times, heart-rendingsearch for you was well and trulyworth the pain and the manysacrifices caused by it. Stanley Collymore


Requiem For Julia Hartley-Brewer! By Stanley Collymore Death is inevitable to us all; the climax of our personaljourney, lengthily so or short, through this earthly life.And it's most humbling yet deeply inspirational tosee how some people making the most of theirtime here on Earth constructively, altruisticallyand beneficially do so much for others: thoseknown to them as well as total strangers,and quite rightly we consciously notonly in response mourn but alsodeeply regret their inevitablebut nevertheless, from ourselfish perspective,unfortunate andinconsolablepassing. And juxtaposed with these aforementionedhuman embodiments of celestial paragonsand veritable mentoring icons who byall realistic descriptions were quiteaccomplishedly worthy of andjustly had accorded to themthese attestations as theoutstanding and meritorious human beingsthey were, is the ordinary person whotypically mulls along trying hisor her level best amidst theregular ups and downs:ecstatic jubilation orterrible tribulations, that predictably or notbeset their daily life whether conjoinedcooperatively or otherwise with thatof a family, mutually with anotherperson or clearly and manifestlythoughtfully and calculatedlyconducted independentlyand completely alone.


Then there are those who're unquestionably andconsummately odious; perniciously loathsomeand in terms of any rational assessment orobjective adjudication in relation to theirtotally evil personalities and patentlynon-existent capabilities constitutea considerable and substantiallydetrimental encumbrance tothe customarily congenialnature, mutual respect,enlivening solidarity and importantly the vitalcooperation that's undeniably imperative ifwe all of us, both individually and jointly,sensibly and legitimately endeavour tofashion an amicable world of equalnations whose sum total of uniteddedication and experience willperceptibly be advantageousto everyone and essentiallynoticeably devoid of the brainless and relativelyeasy to pander to racist uproar of delusionalwhite Caucasian exceptionalism belovedof by brain-dead, self-interested andutterly detestable white sluts likeJulia Hartley Brewer as well astheir sick male equivalents. © Stanley V. Collymore24 June 2016. Author's remarks:The inalienable right to genuinely hold personal views and express them, viewsthat are themselves conscionably embedded in the ethical concepts of freedom ofexpression and the unhindered entitlement to free speech are highlycommendable and noble aspects of all actually authentic as well as demonstrablytruly aspirant and progressive civilized and democratic societies. Consequently,those who honourably indulge in such worthy conduct should and must be, evenif their views aren't universally or even significantly subscribed to or supportedby those to whom they're dispensed, nevertheless as of right command the fullrespect of those aforesaid persons if only for the straightforward honesty of those


promoting them, as well as actively guaranteed the full protection of thatsociety's laws. Not so however, when those who self-servingly and duplicitously rely on suchgraciously awarded concessions disingenuously, fraudulently or dishonestly makean absolute mockery of this democratically and morally embodied civilizedsystem to perfidiously and most deceitfully undermine that said system with theirbrazenly instigated hypocrisies and loathsomely flagrant double standards whileat the same time openly and deceptively brandishing their insidious andcontemptibly bogus moral credentials as proof of their veracity and credibility asthey then narcissistically, sanctimoniously and ardently clamour aboard theirpurposely instigated and self-absorbed bandwagon of lowlife barbarism sinisterlydisguised as beneficial aspects or indispensable merits of human civilization. Something that neither logically, realistically nor in however many light years youor your sort want to calculate it in Julia Hartley-Brewer as it isn't a feasiblelikelihood or one that is remotely convincing, not to any astute, well-informed orintelligent person anyway, and especially coming from the likes of people like youwho're proto-fascists to the core of your very existence and conjoined with thatare also the evil embodiment and inveterately supportive elements of a societyintensely nurtured in white supremacist and xenophobic malevolence andprofoundly steeped in colonialist and imperialist ideas. Stanley Collymore


Requiem For The 24th January 1968 By Stanley Collymore There was that first rush of heady excitement temperedperiodically by the contemplative reflection on whatthe consequences could be but which was alwaysrecklessly brushed aside by the energizingdangers inherent in our joint and attimes irresponsible actions.But lust camouflagedas love does tendto act thatway. Forty three years on the folly of it all speaks eloquentlyfor itself; but that aside we’ve both survived theinferno of deep-seated passions, personalconflicts and even the mirthfulremembrances of those early halcyon days, seeminglyso at the time, that sensibly were always destinedto end the way they have done; completelyavoidable if we’d only stopped for amoment and seriously thoughtabout what we were doing. But real life isn’t about regrets or what might have been,or conveniently whingeing about misfortunes: real orimaginary. Nor realistically is it about revenge orgetting even for those reverses sustained in ourlife, since to do so would effectively meanallowing someone else, consciously oreven unknowingly so, to dictate thetempo as well as determine theagenda of our life. I haven’tor will I ever permit thatto happen to me! The experience however gained from our ill-fatedrelationship together has been invaluable nonethe less in helping me to positively determine


who and what I actually wanted to be andultimately became. And without maliceor any trace of bitterness I’ll raise aglass of Mount Gay Rum: Barbados and theworld’s oldest and finest, specifically toJanuary 24,1968 and the Top of theWorld Ballroom in Stafford,Central England with the toast:“I looked danger in the eye,refused to blink and wonthe day. I survived! © Stanley V. Collymore24 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Schliesslich Und Vernuenftig, Wir Sind Uns AlleJeremy Corbyn Now! By Stanley Collymore It has been a long time coming but now the opportunity is finallyhere to constructively create and vigorously build a promisingfuture for all those who authentically care about and wantto witness a truly fair and just society for every one ofus Britons and other residents here to live in. Onewhich is demonstrably equitable, meritocracydriven, totally obsequiously class obsessederadicated, politically and economicallystable; well-informed historically, internationally and communally,that recognizes and thoroughly accepts the commensurate benefitsof obtaining a sound and relevant education with much needed21st Century skills training but by no means just prepared tosettle for the one-off acquisition of either of these thingsbut instead completely and intelligently understandsthe stark obligation of fundamentally attaining aneducation and furthermore participating in theongoing process of upgrading it; and amidstit all bringing on board a populace thatsensibly, objectively and confidently instinctively starts topositively and consistently acknowledge that the task ofpermanently changing Britain, and indeed the rest ofthe world, even though he’s perfectly suited andgifted for doing so, mustn’t be left exclusivelyon the capable shoulders of Jeremy Corbynalone but is also a requisite undertaking,I most categorically believe, for theentirety of our own national and,of course, global populations. © Stanley V. Collymore11 September 2015. The Author’s Celebratory Remarks:For those of you who don’t speak or understand German the English title of this


poem is: “Finally and sensibly we’re all of us Jeremy Corbyn now! ” Much moreapplicable in my opinion than the disingenuous and western False Flagpropaganda crap: Je suis Charlie, which I didn’t accept at the time and still don’tcare for now! Why a German title for an English hero? Well, Jeremy Corbyn’s galvanizing of theLabour leadership campaign for one thing which wasn’t only enthusiasticallywelcomed in Britain but captivated the individual and collective interest of all myGerman friends and others besides in Germany too who feel like me that it washigh time that the UK came to its senses and put its own house in orderpolitically. And as we prepare to enthusiastically celebrate Jeremy Corbyn’s justifiable andinspirational win despite the odious skulduggery tactics engaged in and employedby the Labtory slime balls who’ve hijacked and implanted themselves into thehierarchy of the Labour Party: 1 in 5 bona fide Labour Party members in London,Jeremy Corbyn’s heartland, alone didn’t get their ballot papers to vote thusfinding themselves intentionally disenfranchised from having their say in thiscontest, while additionally we’ve also had thousands of others wilfully blockedfrom voting on the lame, unconvincing and totally dishonest excuse that thesepeople, suspected to be Jeremy Corbyn’s supporters, don’t subscribe to the aimsand values of the Labour Party. What a bloody sick joke; that would otherwise have been absolutely risible if itwasn’t so God-dammed serious! For if that’s the case in the sick minds of theselowlife pillocks what about Tony Blair, Gordon Brown, Margaret Becket, DavidBlunket, Harriet Harman and the rest of them who hijacked the Labour party anddistanced it as far as they possibly could from the objectives and aspirations ofLabour’s founding fathers, mothers, sons and daughters? And as if that wasn’t bad enough we had these scumbags at Labour’s party HQincredibly shutting down a supposed “helpline” for those who didn’t get theirballot papers and doing so 48 hours ahead of the deadline to vote, on the crassand derisory explanation there were too many calls coming in. Yet these are thescum that hypocritically want us and the rest of Britain to not only stupidly seeand accept them as persons(?) endowed with democratic principles but are alsothe best there is to run the Labour Party and by extension the United Kingdom.Dream on; but while you’re wrapped up in your pernicious delusion I would liketo suggest that you get the hell out of MY party and join the ranks of the Nazi-Zionist-Tories where you appropriately and stinkingly belong! Meanwhile, on Saturday 12 September 2015 my German friends and I shall


effusively be celebrating Jeremy Corbyn’s expected win in classic German style;and among our celebratory tipple will be ample bottles of vintage BarbadosMount Gay Rum: the world’s first and oldest rum, from that glorious land ofsunshine, tranquillity and my ancestral homeland, Beautiful Barbados, where rumwas invented. Cheers Jeremy! Oder auf Deutsch: Jubel Jeremy! Stanley Collymore


Selfish But Sincere By Stanley Collymore I love you not only because you’re beautiful,intelligent, kind and a truly fantastic personin every conceivable way there is but alsobecause I’m inherently an utterlyselfish individual especiallywhere love is concerned and this action ofmine is the apogee of that particular situation;therefore bearing that in mind I simply wanted youfor myself, significantly well aware, all thingsconsidered, that I’m completely unworthyof you. Nevertheless, I sincerely hopethat you can both forgive andoverlook this one majorflaw in my otherwiseperfect character? © Stanley V. Collymore30 September 2013. Stanley Collymore


Sexually Alive But Mentally Brain Dead! By Stanley Collymore Seemingly I'm in love with you but to be perfectly honesttoo I neither like nor trust you, and how the hell I gotmyself into this ridiculous situation is a completemystery to me, I readily agree, and an entirelyinexplicable conundrum that I really don'tcare for or even properly understand. Foram I, both as a woman and similarly as an individualperson, so utterly weak and feckless that I'm quitewillingly permitting unbridled lust coupled withits attendant sexual assignations with you tounreasonably and destructively influenceevery rational and sensible explanationI can realistically think of to literallyspurn what I'm now doing and inthe process either unreasonablydistort, or else destroy themunder the entirely pseudoand mystifying notionit has to be all rightthen, and doesn'tmatter becauseI am in lovewith you? © Stanley V. Collymore17 December 2016. Author's Remarks:We all of us at some time or other in our individual life do things that candidlyput are downright stupid and irresponsible. And dependent on when theseoccurrences take place are usually put down to age, lack of maturity or plainincompetence but with seldom or even rarely a mention every being made aboutthe wilfulness or even the evil component that comprises our actions. Usuallythose involved grow up, become wise or are forced to accept that what they'redoing is not only anti-social and counterproductive to everything that'sreasonable or responsible but can and unusually is injurious to that person's well-


being also. But incredibly there are still significant numbers of people who never learn, eitherbecause they haven't the capacity to do so or else because to put it bluntlythey're absolutely brain-dead; and this poem highlights just one area in whichthis kind of situation is very prevalent. One area yes but nevertheless a crucialone that generally not only affects the idiot involved but can and invariably withall its diverse consequences impacts disastrously on society and one's country asa whole. Read it carefully and see how you fare in all of this. Then havinghonestly done so, ask yourself why are you still behaving in the manner in whichyou stupidly are? Stanley Collymore


Sexually Blooded! By Stanley Collymore You were man enough to audaciously and mostcompetently "chaste away" the quite evidentlyinnocent girl that was there and with yourconsummate skill, tenacity and in a mostdemonstrably electrifying and totallycompellingly authoritative fashionat once, erotically, thoroughlypleasurably conjoined withsupreme manly determination absolutelygratifyingly elicit the sexually cravingbut previously dormant and utterlyunrealized coital woman in me.So my profoundly indebted,enduring, and inestimablysteadfast thanks for whatyou phenomenally andso capably pulled off. Caused me to rapturously achieve not onlyorgasmically but also and discernibly inother unfamiliar feminine terms, andin the process of all this appreciablyinstalled a clear marker which asfar as I'm personally concernedyou're perfectly at liberty andpredictably in the same way,I must say, most graciouslyentitled and with my fullcooperation to entirelylook after, as well asto explicitly at willunreservedly keepgoing wheneveryou favourablydetermine thatyou'd love toreplicate this


elated trystand return. © Stanley V. Collymore16 March 2016. Author's Remarks:It's a long trip back for many of you down memory lane I know and therecollection even as it was happening at the time wasn't and very much so stillisn't an exciting or by any stretch of the imagination an impressiveremembrance. That said, for others it was an extraordinary and earth shattering experience inyour respective life and one which you enduringly look back on with fondmemories and great nostalgia. So how was it really for you? A consummately liberating experience that still wows you to this day eventhough that special person is no longer in your life or a thoroughly unmitigateddisaster that even now makes you ponder why the Hell did you ever bothered inthe first place? Just mischievously thinking out loud! And quite glaringly happy like the cat whichnaughtily but satisfyingly proverbially licked the cream. And a dedication, thispoem, to all of you who've come of age and about to tread this same path! Goodluck! And as my Mum told my sisters and my Gran told me, if things don't go welldon't forget to always maintain your dignity! Unless of course they're going sowell you think, what the bloody hell! Life is about enjoying one's self and I'mgoing to make the most of my opportunities. Stanley Collymore


She Does Really Love Me! By Stanley Collymore To be perfectly honest with you I was truly lostfor words and deeply touched when you toldme how you truthfully felt about me and sovery much wanted to be a part of my lifeand similarly share yours with me. Andcoming hard on the heels of your trulyenthrallingly wonderful admission,all I could hear amidst the joyfulcommotion erupting within myheart and the unbridled cheer inside my inspiredbrain entranced on its own part in celebratoryfashion as it revealed its very own emotion,were those beautiful and engaging wordsin my head: and themselves reinforcedby the abounding and communicablereciprocity of my deep love for youcoupled with the profoundly feltand transparent chemistry thatexists between us two and sopalpably evidently there forall to see: "She absolutely,truthfully and assuredlydoes honestly love me! " © Stanley more19 May 2016. Author's Comments:This penned poem is an anniversary commemoration coupled with the profoundand enduring remembrances of the incredibly exciting and immensely rewardingonset of the truly fantastic relationship that lovingly and expressively existsbetween my Partner and me. An abiding encapsulation of the vigour and compelling enthrallment of adistinctive relationship between two then new lovers, the prescient awarenessand pleasurable acknowledgement that existed between us and which


emotionally and in every other conceivable and constructive manner weinstinctively knew and accepted in the fullest sense, and were likewise very muchcognizant of the fact that we unquestionably and consensually belong to eachother! And here's hoping too that you like us have either realized, or very soon will doso, the same experiences and feelings relative to two very special peoplemutually and joyfully coming together in your own enduring and most lovingrelationship. Stanley Collymore


Sieg Heil To The Brain-Dead Scottish Police! By Stanley Collymore We're proudly the Scottish Police constitutionally chargedwith lawfully looking after the Scottish people and, ofcourse, our north of the border UK nation; with theextra remit as we intuitively see it to implacablyoppose as well as unremittingly eradicate allcategories of anti-Semitism whether theseare overtly or clandestinely engaged inor otherwise embarked upon togetherwith all forms of victimization thatwe unilaterally construe as being disrespectful, hateful,discourteous or emotionally injurious to our YiddishAshkenazim and worthy Semite friends. And wewill assiduously do so with every resource andall the power at our command even arrestingdogs using the Nazi salute of outstretchedarms to laud Adolf Hitler in their canineadulation of him; notwithstanding thatfor many generations now we've notmanaged to actually deal with farless so eradicate the scourge ofsocial, political and religioussectarianism in our society. But I'm sureyou'll agree with me that painstakinglyorchestrated, mightily propagandizedand propagated but counterfeit Anti-Semitism criticism is convenientlyand astutely for us a much morecreditable and pressing priorityfor the Scottish Constabularythan expected to deal withpervasiveness of tangibleracism and undeniableacts of sectarianism! © Stanley V. Collymore11 May 2016.


Author's Remarks:For all you brain-dead members of the Scottish Constabulary Israel, which I callYidland, is not a nice country. It is in effect a powerful police state founded onpathological paranoia with only a veneer of civility, carefully crafted andmaintained for the consumption of those who still believe in the myth of Yidlanddemocracy! Stanley Collymore


Silent Promise I’ll keep absolutely quiet ifin return you promisenot to disturb mewith yoursilence. Stanley Collymore


Simon Danczuk, Uk Regimes’ Zionist-Nazi MassMurderers And Chilcot’s Distortion Of Justice! By Stanley Collymore Hi! My name is Simon Danczuk the Polish voterigging MP for Rochdale; that’s a town inLancashire you see that gives its nameto the wider community which asits MP I guess I supposedlyrepresent, although it’s a dead certaintythat the overwhelming majority ofyou reading this poem, includingthose currently living in theself-same Rochdale constituency more likelythan not have previously never heard of me.And that’s because for some time now andlargely due to our endemically corruptpolitical system that massively has my full andwholehearted approbation, it’s generally thepolitical party not the named candidateon the ballot paper that the electoratethrough well-established custominvariably cast their votes forand not, as it happens, deeplyinsidiously-natured andcompletely out ofplace, Polishnonentitieslike me. That said, I’ve been far more fortunate than several othersamong my politically like-minded colleagues, who likeme are also Labtory interlopers within the traditionalLabour Party; for Nazis, Waffen-SS aficionados,fascists and Zionists to the core that we patently are,unfortunately with our graspingly avariciousand duplicitous ambitions very much tothe fore and a quite determined relish on ourpart to run the UK for our own expediency;


we all the same totally understandand accept fully that we can’t all of usrealistically attain that obsessive aspirationthrough joining the Conservative Partyalready overburdened, as it clearlyis, with its own profusion ofprofoundly atrociousand compatiblevermin. So I’ve been exceedingly lucky as things turned outthat my vote-rigging propensity to unfairly securefor me the “official” endorsement of the Labtoryhierarchy and of course the prized candidacyof my Rochdale constituency not onlyseverely disadvantaged my realLabour Party rivals but alsoeffectively put them to rout – but then all is fairin love and war I’m sure you’ll agree andcontemporary UK politics you shouldknow, if you’ve got any sense, is all about war,premeditated chaos creation, regime changein selectively targeted nations alongwith the iniquitous and savageencore of human, financialand natural resourcesexploitation in theseGlobal Southcountries. Attendant at home in the United Kingdom with massiveand accelerated much better living conditions anda noticeably marked wealth disparity betweenthe nation’s privileged parasites cheerfullyliving unaffected lives of luxury compared tothe everyday grind and life realization oftheir disparagingly perceived Plebeianworking class communities, hardworking yet ostracized ethnicminorities and the unknown but neverthelessinstinctively dismissed faces within ourwider population suffering from and quite


adversely at the tender mercies of theZionist-Nazi Tory, Lib-Dems andLabtories of the Labour Partycontrived, implemented andthoroughly mean spiritedstrategy of austerity that isunquestionably, andperniciously so,intentionally andmalignly bothsocially classedbased anddriven. And against this absolutely deplorable backdrop ofghastly and positively unpardonable calamitiescomprising heinous acts of numerous warcrimes and crimes against humanityspecifically relative to the Iraqisand gratuitously committed bymass murderers Tony Blair and his whitecompliant acolytes of Gordon Brown,Alistair Darling, Jack Straw, JackCunningham, George Robertson,Harriet Harman, Nick Brown,Ron Davies, John Reid, GeoffHoon, Peter Mandleson,Donald Dewar, CharlesFalkner and the sadisticsatanic and corporealpersonification ofLucifer and theepitome of evilitself AlistairCampbell! And for them several years later, and in the case of Libya this time,to be conjoined in the same acts of barbarity with the equallynoxious, rampant then and verminous Bugs of Blightyencompassing David Cameron, William Hague,George Osborne, Theresa May, Liam Fox,Philip Hammond, Ian Duncan Smith, Oliver


Letwin, Eric Pickles, Caroline Spelman, Andrew Mitchell,Nicky Morgan, Jeremy Hunt, Nick Clegg, David LawsDanny Alexander and Vince Cable; each and everyone of them transparently without any sense ofprobity or basic humanity about them, yetpossessed of and quite able to deployplenty of capability for public officemalfeasance, mass murdering activitiesand other odious acts of criminalitythat the mentor of these savageperpetrators of spectacularlywanton wrongdoing, JohnChilcot: unfazed by thisand evidently totallyat ease with it, isunsurprisingly so,deceitfully firstrate at whitewashing. And you Simon Danczuk: a contemptuously cuckoldednobody from Rochdale, are quite keen to have thelatest breed of aspirant Labtory contenders –Liz Kendall, Yvette Cooper and AndyBurnham with David Milibandof Chagos Islands infamyexpectantly lurking in the background –for the leadership crown, soul and controlof the Labour Party; and incredibly asit seems, resort to indulging in yetagain the sorts of macho overseascolonialist atrocities that gaverise in the first place to thequite intentionally andartfully drawn outChilcot Inquiry. © Stanley V. Collymore17 August 2015. Author’s Remarks:


In a departure from my usual practice I shall, instead of placing my owncomments at the end of my work, give that opportunity to two pieces ofcorrespondence that adequately sum up my views on the subject that I’vetackled here. The first of these is from Derek Metson of Bristol who writes: “People under 50,when discussing Labour leader candidate Jeremy Corbyn’s policies, claim wemust not turn the clock back because it was so bad. I was there and it wasn’t!The top rate of income tax was more than 90 per cent in the 1960s. WhenMargaret Thatcher was ousted in 1990, it was down to 60 per cent – butunemployment did not reach the one million mark until Margaret Thatcher’spremiership. Then, it was Labour Premier Tony Blair, pursuing similar policies,who got it down to 50 per cent. By contrast, for the 1950s to 1970s, this countrywas higher than sixth place in the world rankings and ran an export-importsurplus most months based on a healthy manufacturing industry. The second is anonymous and was sent by text. It states: “So Tony Blair and LizKendall do not want Jeremy Corbyn to become leader of the Labour Party. Havethey forgotten what is the heart and soul of a Labour Party, or have they becomeso trendy and desperate for votes and press exposure that they will sell out theprinciples of the Labour Party? Look what Mr Blair did for the country – he out-Conservatized the Conservatives. Sure, he stayed in power, but he left thecountry quite weak. Let us have a true Labour Party, back to grassrootsprinciples, and give the people a proper choice between Labour andConservatives.” Stanley Collymore


Simply Peerless! By Stanley Collymore You are the epitome of selflessness, consummateefficiency, exquisite charm, obvious intelligenceand the engaging embodiment of forbearancepleasantly coupled with and appealinglycommunicated in the full awarenessof what your designated andembarked on duties areand how best to professionally go aboutand implement them; doing so withthe utmost proficiency, greatesttolerance and a supremelycreative flexibility. Innate qualities of yours that unfailingly andsatisfactorily generate in others a good-natured and enduring reciprocity,which stemming from you andon your part is most skilfully, dexterously,markedly and crucially, but noticeablyrather sociably as well, executedwith the utmost proficiencythat clearly and positivelystems directly from awell-intentioned,understandingand caringheart. Undeniably then, and appreciatively and unvaryinglyso, you are unmistakably in a diversity of ways atruly delightful and fabulous lady whose positivefeatures aren’t just limited to or merely focused onfunctioning as a necessary incentive or stimulusto professionally reassuring library patrons onthe one hand or on the other serving as theconducive informative and or edifyingenlightenment of those that seek out


your guidance for whatever reason;for in your own right you arewithout any reservation agenuinely fascinatingand conspicuouslyunforgettablewoman. © Stanley V. Collymore27 July 2015. Author’s Remarks:Throughout Britain, and England in particular, the standard of education andliteracy is falling alarmingly courtesy of the persistent dumbing down of the so-called educational system over a period of decades now, and libraries that shouldin essence be playing an instrumental role in reversing this trend and evenpreventing it in the first place are themselves part of the problem; with mostlibrary staff across England either not having a clue or simply refusing to evencare about what libraries were initially created for. Thankfully in these barren desserts of despondency one can and doesoccasionally come across an oasis of traditional values that fervently triggers andeven optimistically sustains the eternal hope that everything isn’t irrevocablylost. This poem was motivated by and specifically written for the figurativeguardian of one such oasis of hope; and to whom I appreciatively confer mydeepest gratitude. Stanley Collymore


Since When Has Reciprocally Falling In Love Been ACrime? Unless She's White And He's Black! By Stanley Collymore How could you, as a white British woman, dare to quit Englandand in the process of doing so callously and most despicablydessert not only your own children but likewise and mostsignificantly too, which was a decidedly contemptiblething to do, your white, English husband; and allthis without the slightest care in the world forthe harm to them that you were doing and,furthermore, in a state of utter remiss, totally embark on apre-planned, it would seem, situation as regards whatyou were undertaking in respect of another man,and who, additionally, is quite unmistakablya foreigner and vitally a Black, GambianAfrican! Oh dear me! What on earthever swayed you Heidi to do suchan extremely repugnant thing? Leaving, without an individual care in the world it appears,what's demonstrably a civilized England to actually goover there to Gambia, Africa and willingly electingto live in an open and adulterous liaison with afar younger and quite clearly a less culturedhuman being than you could ever expectto find among whites here at home inBritain! A Black and African manno less, who's fourteen years your junior on that DarkAfrican continent. And even now that you've goneand done this dreadful thing, you still don't seeany reason, it seems, why you should relent,sensibly reverse what you've imprudentlydone, promptly return home to Britainand sanely your white British family.And, of course, in exactly rationalterms the markedly recognizable,detectably distinguishable andthe indisputably enlightened,


white Caucasian civilizationand highly developed FirstWorld kingdom Britain is! © Stanley V. Collymore15 November 2017. Author's Remarks:This poem was specifically written for Heidi Hepworth and Mamadou Jallow andaccording is dedicated to both of them. Even the very best of intentional, personal relationships and marriages dosometimes for a diversity of understandable and even at times whollyinexplicable reasons come a cropper. And unless you are personally eitherdirectly involved in the problems that are themselves besetting any of theserelationships or are specifically either in a personal or professional capacity askedfor your input into attempting to resolve the aforementioned problematicalsituation(s)by those who‘re directly involved in them and who these problemsaffect the most, then quite frankly what has already transpired or otherwise isongoingly so, is none of your business. Let alone for you to arrogantly assume oregotistically assert some specious right to interfere and furthermore on ajudgemental basis in what has nothing to do with you and as is more often thannot the case in a state of affairs where you're wholly unfamiliar with all therelevant facts. And therefore it's particularly odious, hypocritical and distinctly smacksabsolutely of rank double standards when you or others like you impertinentlyapply characteristically obvious and subjective criterion or criteria to somesituations that you're evidently biased in favour of yet waste neither theopportunity you feel you're presented with nor the time to be caustically andvitriolic in other situations even when they are similar to the ones you favour orare even less troublesome, as is often the case, than they are. And suchprejudiced conduct is not only quite unwarranted it also stinks to high Heaven. John Major the former British Prime Minister had a consensual affair with EdwinaCurrie a similar Tory MP and equally a UK regime Cabinet Minister. Both partieswere married at the time of this affair and John Major is still with his wife of thetime. Paddy Ashdown, a former leader of the British Liberal Democratic Party(The Lib-Dems)was also a married man at the time of his longstanding affair. Sotoo was Tony Blair - and the entire world well knows who this mass murderer is -saw nothing wrong in shagging the Chinese wife of his Aussie-cum- Rogue State


USA citizen and political mentor Rupert Murdoch. Then, of course, there is thecurrent French President Emmanuel Macron who as a school boy in his teensformed a very sexually unhealthy and entirely immoral relationship with Brigittehis teacher at the time and the woman who is now his wife. Brigitte: born on the 13 April 1953 was considerably older than Emanuel whowas himself born on the 21 December 1977, so simply work the not too difficultarithmetical conundrum out for yourself. But what personally appals me and assomeone who has spent the vast majority of my time in education, teachingEnglish at every conceivable level, is that any teacher or lecturer having anemotional or sexual relationship with his or her pupil or student is in my book notworthy to be a teacher and at worst is a sick paedophile, and especially so whenthe teacher or lecturer is almost 40 years' old and the pupil or student is justapproaching 16 years old. And they're just the tip of this odiously hypocriticaliceberg. But contrast the double standards and the venomous cannonade levelled at HeidiHepworth a white British woman, aged 44 years' old who freely left her husbandand children in the UK to go and live in the Gambia, Africa with the Black manMamadou Jallow that she's fallen in love with and rather understandably clearlywants to be with. Both members of this obviously romantic couple are adults andsignificantly so consensual ones to what they're both lovingly and romanticallydoing. But you could be easily forgiven for not thinking so as she's branded bythe white British media as more or less a slut who has unforgivably given up herhusband and children to move to Africa to be with her "toy boy". Was the term "slut" ever applied by these media morons to EdwinaCurrie or Camilla who repeatedly horned Princess Diana with her husband PrinceCharles? And has the terminology of toy boy ever been applied to BrigitteMacron, the now First Lady of France? The simple answer is categorically"NO" and you shouldn't, if you've got any sense, hold your breath onany of these white privileged and other examples I assure you, as you won't seeit in print or ever hear it coming out of the white controlled British and westernmedia. In the meantime, Heidi Hepworth's estranged husband casually andcondemnatory labels her actions in the media as a "mid-life crisis".Was Camilla‘s a mid-life crisis when from the outset she undertook herlongstanding affair with Charles prompting Diana to say there were always threepersons in her marriage? Was Edwina Currie a similar mid-life crisis? And don'tmen have mid-life crises; for the way I see it if it's an okay terminology forwomen why not men also? A logical deduction I would have thought! People have


affairs for all sorts of reasons and sometimes none at all. And rather thancastigate those involved why if you're so keen on finding out why, ask themdirectly instead of speculating. Everyone from the British Royal Family right down to the lowliest man andwoman on your average run-down council estate have affairs of one sort oranother and if someone leaves you, instead of blabbing to the media British orother purported mainstream media where the so-called journalists there, morerealistically sonographers, who work for them have sex and private lives thatwould make your average British sewerage system smell like an exotic andflagrant bed of roses, try realistically and sensibly sorting your problemsoutprivately. And if I were in Heidi Hepworth's shoes or she did ever ask myadvice on this matter my response would be simple. Your husband should growup and realize that some of the responsibility for the collapse of your marriagecan't be laid solely at your feet. And as someone who once worked as a volunteer for the British MarriageGuidance Council, now Relate, I've heard it all before. Arrogant spouses, mostlymen but also women, who just can't see the woods for the trees and just taketheir marriage for granted until it disastrously for them collapses in front of theireyes. And I happily take this opportunity to wish Heidi and Mamadou all the verybest for their future in Africa. With the satisfaction of doing so that theseignorant, white, racist bastards and bitches who sanctimoniously like to condemnmixed race relationships can't accuse Heidi of bringing a BLACK MAN and"potential scrounger" into Britain. How that must fucking well irk you! Stanley Collymore


Slipping Away Let me hold you once more and feelthe warm vibrations of a pastthat’s still alive in me butwhich is ebbing awayfrom you quiteperceptibly! Stanley Collymore


Social Climbing Some people obviously prefer and even go as faras moulding their individual life around theprospect of leg-ups, others like me,however, express our statedpreferences throughleg-overs; different strategies for surebut with the same unmistakabledestination and intentionalend result in mind! Stanley Collymore


Social Media Nerds And Ferally Ingrained Sadists!(The Poem) By Stanley Collymore You brutishly and sadistically stood by; happily watched, and,all that time, keenly photographed an extremely disabled andold man falling into a deep and extensive pond, near whereyou were all standing, and appallingly drown. And amidstthis and his frantic screams for help, you, in his evidentdesperation for somebody to save his life, laughinglytook photos of him; savagely mocked his desperateactions to save himself, and very encouragingly toeach other and coupled with your sadistic disdain for hisdisability, age, and similarly your crude perception ofhim as a nonentity and thoroughly worthless humanbeing, cold-bloodedly watched him unnecessarilydie. Later on, after congratulating yourselves onwhat, to any rational mind, you'd barbarically,malevolently, wilfully, rather repulsively butpleasurably done, you cheerfully uploadedyour thoroughly disgusting images of thefinal and graphic moments of this man'sdistressing agony and life to Facebookand comparable social media entitiesfor your characteristically dissoluteand substantially sick amusement. Now finally, and after initially falsely asserting that these yobshad actually done nothing wrong and, unbelievably and quiteunconvincing to anyone with even a half-functioning brainin their head, they'd also not acted in any way criminally,against the furious backdrop of a local public backlashcoupled with an understandable international outcry,the local law enforcement agencies and the police,where this abominable incident took place, havebelatedly, and in a clear reversal of their earlier and jointdecision, decided to act and deservedly prosecute theseintellectually impoverished retards and, conspicuousas carrion, lowlife morons. To which I say: Well


done; and about time too! For these culpablemalefactors are in essence, in the patheticlives that they're regrettably still beingallowed to live, nothing less than anabominable, savage, intellectuallychallenged, psychologically sickand evidently on top of that acomparably manic bunch ofdebased lowlifes affecting,and unsuccessfully so asit happens, to be humanbeings, which patentlythey certainly are not! And most earnestly I further and vigorouslyadd that conscionable individuals globallywill also like me sanguinely desire andwith an impending possibility expectthat none of these truly abominablydisgusting teenagers ever make itto adulthood; and will similarly,every one of them, have even more horrendousexperiences, than this unfortunate disabledand elderly gentleman, when death, inwhatever fashion, eventually catchesup with them. And in my truthfuland straightforward judgementthat's specifically somethingpertaining to everyone ofthem that personally forme, in their situation,cannot come soonenough - Amen! © Stanley V. Collymore26 July 2017. Author's comments:Evil knows no bounds; is gender indifferent and decidedly breeds profusely, as isdistinctly the case in its concerted and relentless plan, whenever and whereverthe opportunity, whether it's studiously created of its own accord or randomly


offered on a platter, presents itself, and in either instance fosters and promotes asituation where it can successfully, and even unchallengeably, prevail. Evil likewise is also colour-blind, resolutely devoid of any ethnic, racial, nationalor social preferences, and, in terms of its target choices, couldn't care lesswhether those it selects as its perennial victims are young and persuasively opento nefarious influences, or significantly older and calculatedly odious. For no matter what one's age, origins or pedigree might be, Evil will always win;so long as enmity, indifference and callousness to each other clouds, incombination with our selfishness, the thoughts of us human beings. Stanley Collymore


Societally Branded A Half-Caste Bastard You AlwaysWere However And Forever Will Be My Beloved Child! By Stanley Collymore You weren’t planned it’s true and your mother as is well knownto you was white and your father Black; your mum was alsoan engaged woman. However, her personal status wasn’tself-evident initially as she never told me any of thisand I knowingly through fear of losing her chosenot to ask or check it out even though I didsuspect from occasional and inexplicableacts of her personal behaviour thatobligatorily she was linked, toput it mildly, to someoneelse matrimonially. But even so I willingly dismissed that as being of noconsequence to me as this suspected other maninvolved, I told myself, was a completemystery to me and, furthermore,I earnestly wished to keepit that way as I hadn’tmet him, didn’t know who he was, had similarlyand firmly embedded it in my receptive mindand thus staunchly convinced myself thatit was also highly likely that whoeverhe might be he was likewiseand absolutely in thedark about me. So why, I deliberately persuaded myself, should Ithen in those given circumstances unnecessarilyor even unreasonably either for his sake ormy own intentionally open up a can ofworms or, mixing metaphors, aPandora’s Box of uncertaintiesthat could either seriouslyor, at its worst, irreparably undermine oreven cause inevitable harm to the then


existing status quo of what he andI, put bluntly, were genuinelyunmindful of, pretendeddidn’t exist or simplyand categoricallydidn’t wantto know. And against that delusional backdrop I purposely and at thesame time self-centredly, I now quite willingly admit,chose not to stop the pleasurably sexual and deeplyemotional relationship I was having with thewoman that totally unplanned, both onher part as well as my own, became your mum;telling and thoroughly convincing myself asevery like-minded person who has everbeen profoundly smitten by love willdo, that I too in the case of yourmother was heads over heelsin love with her anywayand consequently whatwe were consciouslydoing didn’t onlyfeel good butwas equallyperfectlyokay. Nineteen years old both of us and at a time when thelegal age to independently get married withouthaving parental consent was twenty one wevery soon realized that while my familygenerally and both of my parentsspecifically had no objectionsto us doing so if of our ownfree volition it was whatwe actually wanted to do andsimilarly like the two of us – your mum and me –were diametrically opposed to your pregnantmother killing her foetus, in other wordsyou her unborn daughter, by havingan abortion, the same humane and


distinctly moral attitudes weremarkedly lacking howeverwhen it came to most ofyour mum’s family members as well asseveral of her closest friends in thenursing profession that she likeme had happily taken on asher preferred career, andwho individually, aswell as collectivelynow relentlesslypressurized herto abort herpregnancy. Principally among these callous disparagers and adamantnaysayers was your own maternal grandfather who notonly explicitly voiced his racist objections about meand your mum’s continuing relationship, cruellyclaiming that it was destined to go nowhereif he had anything to do with it, but alsorigidly insisted and doubly made sure that as faras he was concerned any anticipated marriagebetween your mother and me would quiterelentlessly be thwarted by him, andfurthermore for the time being wasdefinitely out of the question ashe would uncompromisinglyand legally prohibit it byrefusing his necessaryparental permission.And that’s exactlywhat happened! Meanwhile, as a strict condition of easing your mum’sutterly compromised but all the same still acceptedathough clearly stressfully tolerated presencewithin her own family she was told thatshe would have to agree to visiblydisguise her pregnancy for aslong as she possibly could to presumably, of course, stopherself in her present condition from occasioning her


family assumed and predictable societal disgraceif her unfortunate condition became generallyknown within the community, thereafter tosensibly and secretly decamp to a homefor unmarried mothers far away fromthe vicinity of her own communityand ruefully remain there untilinauspiciously she had given birth towhat her critics: not only those onthe outside but equally too in her family andmost ironically and rather risibly as wellinside that unmarried mothers’ homepitilessly perceived as and nastilydenigrated - whenever theycondescended to make anyreference to you – asyour nigger-lovingmum’s bastardand unwantedhalf-castebaby. I was promptly notified of your entry into our world andallowed by the very empathetic and Black matron ofthe North Riding maternity hospital where yourmum gave birth to you. to joyously see youthe day after you were born and mostthankfully on an unimpeded basisafterwards permitted to carryon doing so during yourmum’s stay there. Butthis arrangementcame to an abrupt end however on the transfer back tothe unmarried mothers’ home where your motherand you would stay until arrangements hadbeen finalized and you were taken intocare: a strict prerequisite for yourmum being fully accepted backinto the bosom of her familyonce you were finally outof the way. Meanwhile, I was permitted just theone visit, as this transition rapidly moved to


its fruition, by the female warden at thisunmarried mothers’ institution whoseunhelpful and bigoted opinions onBlack-White relationships andall offspring stemming fromthem she condescendinglysomewhat superciliously,singularly, and mostoffensively madeunambiguouslyevident to me. I wanted to adopt you and with my parents and entire familywholly supportive of me in this specific design of mineI made a formal request to do so that was summarilyturned down; for although there was not a crumbof doubt in anyone’s mind that I was indeedyour biological father, devotedly lovedyou and additionally had from thevery beginning voluntarily andwholeheartedly accepted full responsibility for allmy several paternal obligations, even being theone who in mutual collaboration with yourmum had given you your Christian andalso my Surname proudly placed onyour birth certificate when at thelocal registry office I proudlyregistered your birth. But clearly alas none of thisdidn’t matter one iota, nor the fact that all of myrelatives both saw and totally regarded you asfamily as they welcomingly looked forwardto formally inducting you into our familialranks, thanks to those whose decision itwas to make in relation to my adoptionapplication and who in their outrightdelusional, white supremacist andsick frame of mind unbelievablyreasoned that having you growup in care organized by whiteand economically motivatedstrangers was much betterthan having you entrusted


to the tender and lovingcare of your own Blackand biological family. Thinking that they had a better nature to which I couldlogically appeal and in that sense throwing cautionto the wind in my earnest and optimistic zeal towin them over, I pleaded vainly with them torescind their most unhelpful decision or atleast to allow me the humane chance of,unconstrained, having a close paternalrelationship with my own daughter. But alas this privaterequest was similarly dismissed with the patheticallylame and wholly unconvincing explanation that itwas “in the child’s best interest” for her not tobe confused; and moreover growing up withand surrounded exclusively by whites, asshe was, the entire basis of her culturalorientation as well as her unassailablyhaving in her mind a preset BritishEuropean and a white Caucasiancultural identification would intheir opinion, they resolutelyconstrued, be sorely dilutedand even acutely damagedby the pointless injectioninto my daughter’s lifeof a far-reaching andprimarily unknownBlack component. To all intents and purposes then they’d not only won buthad equally taken observable satisfaction both in theirvictory, as well as them rubbing salt into my gapingwound; but, even so, I was steadfastly determinednot to be arbitrarily or soul-destroyingly undoneby these ferally-disposed, racially entrenched,delusional and white supremacist mindsetCaucasians. And that while in their eyeswhat human rights I may have hadin relation to you my daughter was the uninfringeablelawful compulsion of maintenance payments to you,


which incidentally from the very beginning I hadwholeheartedly, consistently, would steadfastlykeep on doing and all this most willingly too;I studiously pledged to myself that havingremorselessly been shut out of your lifein the way I was that in spite of howlong it took, and if necessarily toototally into your adulthood, youwould ultimately know fromme that I had not forsakenyou and that now as thenI shall eternally carryon being your loyaland profoundlyadoring Dad! © Stanley V. Collymore3 November 2015. Stanley Collymore


Some People Are Simply Irreplaceable, Aren’t They? By Stanley Collymore You entered my life unexpectedly; it wasn’t amomentous occasion or as I recall even anoccurrence that I particularly welcomedor was likewise pleased about, but ithappened all the same; I toleratedit, didn’t initially attribute toomuch significance to it alland that was that. At leastthat’s how I saw thingsand what I honestlydid think at thetime. But even though from the outset you knew exactlyhow I felt about this new development that hadinauspiciously thrown us together you didnothing to change my opinion aboutwhat had occurred or sought toimpress me in anyway andsimply carried on beingyourself, creating inthe interim a stateof equilibrium whereeventually I wasthe one whochanged. And I’m exceedingly glad I did; for you’ve turnedout not only to be one of the most remarkablepersons I’ve ever met, or could have hopedto, but also someone who has artlesslyand rather endearingly become forme, quite thankfully I mustalso confess, absolutelyindispensible tomy life!


Soul Presence A million heartbeats beatingAs one are but a gentle tapCompared to the loudThump of my heartWhenever youCome intoView! Stanley Collymore


Sovereign Most Certainly But Only In Terms OfMassive Stupidity! By Stanley Collymore He's white, British, sixty two years old and lives in Abingdon,Oxfordshire England with his female partner and their one-year-old daughter; oh and in case you're wondering hisname is Kevin Sheehan. Kevin to those who know himwell is what you might call a fish fanatic; in simpleterms that means he's crazy about them and so inthe back garden of his Abingdon residence he'sbuilt a small fish pond which is scenic in nature, isn'tout of place with, but on the contrary attractivelyblends in with and moreover artistically andstructurally considerably enhances thehousing environment where he andhis family are happily residing. An intended and loving decision that vitally providesKevin Sheehan's chosen aquatic companions withan impeccably suitable, thoroughly welcoming,absolutely fortuitous for them all and a mostsheltered location surpassed by none andwhere these specifically fortunate fishcan certainly in conformity with theiraltruistically-minded benefactor'swish enjoyably and unrivalled live out theremainder of their now pampered livesevidently devoid of the customarydangers they might otherwisebe usually faced with werethey residing in the wild. A highly commendable solution you might have thoughtthat no sensible, intelligent, caring or logical personcould possibly find fault with but nevertheless is amost suitable and prime candidate it would seemin terms of a bandwagon category for patentlybrain-dead morons or an inveterately stupid


organization ludicrously and vaingloriouslyjump on; and one such organization thathas swallowed the bait on this one is abody calling itself Sovereign that hasstrongly taken great exception to what Kevin Sheehanhas done and accordingly ordered him to affect theimmediate demolition of what is essentially anoutdoor aquarium, since its very existencecomprises Sovereign irrationally arguesa mammoth impediment coupled witha massive life-threatening situationto of all people, burglar who having illegallybroken into Kevin Sheenan's property andwith the clear intention of robbing him,or worst still occasioning him and hisfamily harm, and therefore possiblyignorant of the existence or evenlocation of his fish pond couldconceivable and accidentally,is Sovereign's daft position,of their own volition fallinto it and get drowned! © Stanley V. Collymore26 May 2016. Author's Thoughts:Rank stupidity is for any intelligent person hard to understand; however when itcomes with the kind of rife intensity shown by sovereign it's frankly beyond allimagination unless, of course, you're in the same category of stupendouslyengrained foolhardiness as has been exemplified by Sovereign. And it begs thevery obvious question to anyone, who can think logically that is, how on earthdid evidently brain-dead morons come to be in possession of the jobs thatthey've somehow incredibly acquired in the first? For using, just for argument sake, the ludicrous premise that Sovereign is usingwhat next is this family or any other for that matter going to find itself subjectedto? Being forced before they go to bed at nights to have their intended and muchdeserved sleep to make absolutely certain that they leave the lights on in theirhome just in case a burglar or any number of them come calling after havingopted to illegally break into their victims' home and were those summarily picked


on NOT in Sovereign stipulated consideration for these burglars criminality, fail toleave all appropriate lights on to irrationally and according to the warped thinkingof the likes of Sovereign will find themselves culpable for whatever unfortunateincident happens to these burglars if in the dark those burgling intruders whouninvited invaded their victims' homes and in what is to them the unfamiliarenvironment of these residence coupled with the darkness they encounteredthere because the legal owner or resident in occupation inconsiderably eitherrefused or omitted to leave the lights in their home, and as a consequence ofwhich, poor things, one or more of these burglars tripped over something orother and either injured or, God forbid, accidentally killed themselves? Guess what? It's not their fault but that of the legal occupant of that residence!What madness is this, eh? Stanley Collymore


Stephen Lawrence: 21 Years On And Justice StillDenied! By Stanley Collymore Twenty one years have passed and justice still hasn’t beenserved while those responsible for obstructing it,unnerved by any criticism levelled at themmuch less any guilt generated on theirpart since they clearly have none, continue tohold onto their existing positions of powerand influence, or others akin to them,and the massive salaries thatautomatically go withall of them. Meanwhile, the undue stress occasioned by your racistmurder Stephen has destroyed the once stablemarriage of your parents, the significanceof which has either been callouslyand dismissively overlooked or else downplayedas irrelevant by those that are unquestionablyresponsible for this awful occurrence butwho, moreover, don’t give a damnabout what they arrogantlysee and institutionallyracially consider asan insignificantmatter. And all the while as your Dad hurtingly but none the lesswith the consummate dignity that he and your MumDoreen ongoingly have quietly but even soimpressively shown all along, those incharge that could and who shouldhave legally as well as morallydone everything to right the pernicious wrongthat was done to you but chose not to,preferring instead when requiredto, to offer your parents, face to


face and even publicly,mealy-mouthed, hypocritical and meaninglesswords of support while behind their backslaughing their heads off at them, as theseinstitutionalized racists and whitesupremacist hypocrites treatthe entire matter of yourcatastrophic deathlike another oftheir Nigger-baitingsport! Since the truth of the matter is that they’ve grown exceedinglyweary with its attendant hubristic fatigue of your racistmurder never having expected, and specifically sobearing in mind their utterly despicable andconcerted smear campaigns callouslyand enthusiastically embarked upon to defame your Dad,Mum, other relatives and staunch supporters Stephen,that the fight for justice on your behalf wouldbe even more energized and unrelentinglycarried on. So they’re stuck between arock and a hard place of their ownmaking; unwilling to give up theirentrenched and institutionalized racistpractices set against the stark anduncomfortable realization thatthe entire world is now onto their establishedcriminal activitiesand lawlessgames. For the fight for natural justice that has mostperfidiously and systematically been denied youthese past 21 years Stephen will steadfastly goon, and thanks collectively to the conscionable,ethical and outspoken media contribution onthe part of the Daily Mail together withthe unshaken resolve of those of us thatfrom the very outset have irresolutely


and wholeheartedly been committed to thisjust path are quite determined mustn’t fail.So rest assured Stephen: precious son,devoted brother and iconic martyr,in the full knowledge from yourJamaican idyll and the home ofyour mortal remains thatin spite of everythingthat’s happened youwill never everbe forgotten! © Stanley V. Collymore9 March 2014. The Author’s Remarks:On the 22nd April 1993 in an unprovoked racially motivated attack in Eltham,London, England black teenager and student Stephen Lawrence, born on the13th September 1974, was savagely murdered by a group of white racists. In theaftermath of Stephen’s death and in the 21 years subsequent to it those legallycharged with matters pertaining to law and order in England as well as thedispensing of justice to the victims of wrongdoing, and particularly acts of wilfulmurder, have done everything in their power to thwart the attainment of justicefor Stephen Lawrence. Crassly and dishonestly they’ve erroneously, from the very outset of theirreluctantly embarked on and haphazard investigation, endeavoured to portrayStephen Lawrence as a gang member, which he most categorically was not andnever had been, who was killed by one of his black gang member associates.However, when that scenario patently failed to carry any traction with the public,and particularly members of the black community, because there was evidentlyno substance to it and therefore showed it up for the false premise that it wasScotland Yard, the Metropolitan Police and other senior members of the Englishconstabulary perfidiously embarked on a calculated and reprehensible campaignto smear the Lawrence Family, their friends and supporters that were individuallyand collectively endeavouring to get justice for Stephen by having his racistkillers arrested, tried in court, convicted and jailed; something that the policeauthorities clearly didn’t want to happen. Notwithstanding that though, due to the innumerable obstacles wilfully placed intheir way by the police and the other forces of law and order in England,


including the judiciary, this task to date has only partially been realized with thebelated conviction and jailing for the least terms of imprisonment in their casesof two of Stephen’s killers; and 21 years on Neville and Doreen Lawrence, whohave shown a remarkable dignity, courage and resolve throughout their 21yearold ordeal, are still forced to wait for justice that’s long overdue to theirmurdered and promising architect son Stephen. In remembrance of Stephen Lawrence: 13 September 1974 – 22 April 1993. Stanley Collymore


Stop Giving Greed A Bad Name! By Stanley Collymore I selfishly do whatever I want to and don't in theleast care how my actions affect anyone; for theway I see it, always have done and will mostcertainly and unaffectedly carry on with isthat it's simply a matter of them or me!Quite bluntly, and in other words, adog eat dog situation. And don'tyou suggest or actually ask meto alter that in any way, foras it stands, it admirably suits my personal position right down to theground I willingly admit and quite freelyand unapologetically say. And if youdon't like what I'm doing, well thatforthrightly is your problem andnot for a single second do Iintend to make it mine. Narcissistic and greedy you're quite at libertyto call me if you choose to, but do I care?Absolutely no way! For while, withouta solitary concern in the world I'mliberally raking the dosh in, youwith your pitifully outmoded and evidentlyunworkable notions of creating a caringand kind-hearted society - whateverthat means in reality - are the oneswho're constantly struggling tomake ends meet on austerity.Something that doesn't atall affect those like me. © Stanley V. Collymore28 October 2016.


Author's Remarks:Greed is a part of life it's said and with some who support it not only assumingbut actually saying that it's an integral part of everyday living and evenhumanity's existence. Adopt whatever stance you want to take as regards it, butwhen you look at the likes of Tony Blair, David Cameron, Jack Straw, theKinnocks, Peter Mandelson, Alastair Campbell, Tom Watson, Alan Johnson, TessaJowell, Margaret Hodge, Chukka Umunna' Liz Kendall, Yvette Cooper, Alan Balland all the other lowlife scum who infest not only the political life within Britainbut life generally, do you still want to pretend or even contend that greed issomething that is absolutely indispensible or even worst still commendable? Stanley Collymore


Strangers Bonded By An Indivisible Compatibility! By Stanley Collymore A stranger entering one's life whether casually,intentionally or just plain accidentally can bedelightfully pleasing to that person's innerpsyche but all the same in the durabilityof this encounter's actual existence beas ephemeral as footsteps noticeablyand rather teasingly caught off guard then mostdelicately implanted and skilfully paraded onthe delicate sugar white sands of a veritablyfascinating and incontestably paradisiacal,tropical beach prior to a progression ofexuberant waves amusedly watchedover from a peerless cloudless andsapphire sky by a radiant and allseeing sun sportively and verypermanently expunge thosesculptured footprints lyingin the sand one by one. Or else that stranger could well be a providentialsomeone whose awe-inspiring, unfaltering andenduring presence will be synonymous to theubiquitous coconut palm trees picturesquelyand harmonizingly garrisoning that samepearly white and sandy beach with theirmulti-colourful and perpetual swayingrhythm adding their own distinctiveallure to the hypnotically powerful but completelyand characteristically zephyr-like cadence of theTransatlantic Trade Winds whose recognizablepresence is both tangible and everywhere tobe seen; and correspondingly translatedinto human terms is exactly the sameunrivalled effect that you artlesslybut manifestly unpretentiouslybring about in me Kathleen.


© Stanley V. Collymore14 September 2016. Author's Remarks:Unpredictability is a common and natural feature of life and even thoughcircumstances don't always work out as one would like the challenges that theycan and often at times do present, can nevertheless if sensibly taken on board,astutely analysed, learnt from and the results practically implemented into one'spersonal life schedule quite often make the world of difference to the quality ofone's own life and how that positive outcome might possibly and for the greatergood of all concerned significantly or even permanently influence others both inthe short and long term. But there are also unscripted or wholly unforeseen circumstances too that appearcompletely out of the blue and whose very presence can and invariably doestrigger a massive and uninhibited responses that discernibly, instinctively andrapturously extensively dismantle the usual social convention of wary scepticismthat there is and unapologetically in its place institutes instead a hearty welcome.And so it would seem Kathleen that you and I were jointly destined to be anintegral part of this same invitingly, stimulatingly interlocking, markedlyunrestrictive, openly enterprising and thoroughly likeminded 21st Centurycompany of trailblazers, and delightedly to which I'm most glad to add:"Welcome onboard! " Stanley Collymore


Targeted Vermin! I hated you, not because of anything you’d ever doneto me, anyone I know and care about, what youstood for, have said or possibly planned ondoing; because the truth is you were atotal stranger to me in every way,not having ever met you oreven conscious of youractual existencebeforehand. But all that was of no consequence, principally because I’mwhite, you were not, and your life, comprehensivelyinferior to mine and others like me by virtue ofour racial superiority over you as whiteCaucasians, understandably fromthe perspective of like-mindedmembers of the Master Racelike me, was logically seen as totallydispensable and, not to put too finea point on it, no loss at all tomankind which I’ve donea tremendous favourby wiping it out. Your death then should be joyously celebrated andnot commiserated with, far less mourned; andwhile I know there are those in this country,the rest of the EU and elsewhere amongthe political and legal authorities inthe civilized and white controlledworld who’ll openly mouth thepredictable platitudes expectedof them as to how dreadfulmy murdering you hasbeen, reality though,I should tell you,is completelydifferent.


For privately and even covertly among themselvesthey’ll be wholeheartedly celebrating the demiseof what’s essentially a pretty useless creature;just one of a horde of subordinate anduncultivated non-Caucasian brutes, not worthyof the name human being; and while for obviousreasons they’ll not personally soil their ownhands with such an undertaking, they’llnevertheless from behind the scenescontinue to do everything in theirpower to instigate and ensurethat explicitly proud andwhite warriors like meunashamedly do. Stanley Collymore


Targeted, Turned On And Satisfyingly Mated! By Stanley Collymore We were both massively turned on by each other’s presenceand the prime opportunity to strengthen and keenlyassist this auspicious state of affairs wasobviously and decidedly there; twoperceptive minds in complete unison with oneanother and quite noticeably reacting asone, with the thoughts which they naturally,mutually, collaboratively and highlyanticipatorily conjured up as the precursorto this most predictable of outcomes,unmistakably conveying to ourwillingly eager and up forit bodies what was mosturgently requiredand, on our part,deservedlyneededto bedone! With indecent haste frenzied but all the same purposefuland astute hands pulled feverishly at the other’ssubmissive body, impatiently encouragingadept fingers to symbiotically andreadily release in this concertedlylascivious process of disrobement thebody-hugging outer and normally concealedpersonal undergarments that till now haddemarcated the boundary betweenconventional decency and that ofoutright nudity; but whichindecorously subjectedto this premeditated,perpetual and reciprocallyenlivening pre-coital activitynaturally brought intoserious contention the


question of theirsustainableviability. Now impressively accoutred but only in one’s natural nakednessand with quite distinctly male and female physical differencesevidently and admirably complementing each other astheir respective catalyst but nevertheless with theirproactive participation in this transparentlymanifest sexual seduction skilfully andtantalizingly held in abeyance untilthe optimum moment for successwas efficaciously embarkedupon, the drive for ustowards achievablemultiple orgasmshad well andtruly begun. However, added to this enthralling scenario were corporealattributes like stimulatively aroused breasts and bloatedgenitalia, all of them material players in their ownright and not merely adjuncts in this sexualextravaganza, having additionally and generatively derivedtheir own burgeoning ardour through the consummateexpertise of a somewhat impetuous but, even so,a remarkably effective mouth working fully intandem with its assiduously committed tongue,and compellingly ensuring that our sharedsexual journey diligently begun was now on its courseof no return. So given these specific circumstancesit was hardly surprising then that they too nowrapidly, and somewhat expediently as ithappened, began the process of addingto this heady mix that was alreadycharged and openly expressed,their own distinctive butsimilarly intoxicatingcontributions. Oh the joys of agreeable sex when it’s not only consensuallyundertaken but also expertly done; two vibrant bodies


physically, passionately and in the course of itsduration inextricably linked as one in what’san undoubted animalistic display of unbridled ardour,that in the madding and seemingly unquenchableyearning for orgasmic deliverance can in theright circumstances and together with acompetent and considerate lover whois completely au fait with what sexis all about involuntarily, evenfor the experienced in suchmatters but scarily so forthe novice initiatedinto them, inducea state of nearstupor. A thoughtful lover too who, moreover, would be mostoffended as well as morally and professionallyadamantly disinclined in this supremely intimate,robustly physical, profoundly psychologicaland interactive situation between two intenselyup for it individuals preparedly anticipatinga choice spermatic bequest about to bedecisively offloaded inside the specifically chosenand appropriately serviced vaginal reservoir:practicably expansive and suitably of variabledepth, to ever settle for anything thatvaguely fell short of their very besteffort, or which unfortunately inthe aftermath of all these spirited endeavourscould even distantly either mistakenly orfar-fetched be construed as anythingless than what the French pithilyrefer to as la petite mort: theenigmatic little death! Then as the churning waves of this expeditiouslyadvancing and coital tsunami were imminentlyand unimpeded about to savagely crash downwith an overwhelmingly frenetic force ofpalpable intensity upon two threshingbodies finding themselves uproariously and


unmanageably thrown into total disarrayby the wild subjugation of all temperatethoughts and their immediate replacement bythe unilateral imposition of sheer carnal lust; inthose circumstances then it would have beenutterly inconceivable not to perceive andequally foolish as well to carelesslyunderestimate the naked andphysical power of la petite mort –the enigmatic little death – nowrapidly and assertively in theprocess of unleashingits indomitablefury on bothof us. © Stanley V. Collymore22 February 2014. Comment:Shared orgasms can and do successfully keep depression, a medically ascribedkiller condition, decisively at bay. So what are you waiting for? Go on; spoilyourselves and start doing so straightaway! Stanley Collymore


Thanks; But Really No Thanks! By Stanley Collymore What makes you think that I would want tohave any kind of relationship with youwhen it's perfectly obviously toanyone with eyes to seethat we have nothingin common witheach other?Furthermore, bearing in mind that you'reso obsessively and conceitedly takenup with what's basically yourown distinctive and rigidselfish concerns andto such an extent thatI'm absolutely flabbergasted and tobe quite honest with you as welltotally surprised that youwould have the inclination muchless the time to fit anyone else other thanyourself into your ongoing and exceedingly tightand narcissistic schedule which patently andirrespective of whatever fraudulentposturing and portrayal you mayself-servingly conjure up,seek to convey, andlikewise barefacedly andhypocritically disseminate tothe contrary, nevertheless exclusivelyrevolves around you. So please, waste noton me your invaluable time, but rather carry onwith my indifference the life you love and alreadyknow and similarly allow me to do the same with mine! © Stanley V. Collymore4 October 2014. Author's observations:


The assumption that the failure to recognize and fully accept the word NO and allits legitimate connotations is a phenomenon peculiar only to the male genderwithin the confines of an already existing or even more damagingly so a hopedfor perspective amorous relationship is a purblind fallacy. Females, too, do controversially trespass within the bounds of such relationships,and similarly, it must be stressed, do so with equal undesirable and adverseconsequences for the subject of their unrequited interest. Consequently, thegolden rule in all lawful circumstances when such a problematic situation arises isto immediately, steadfastly and unconditionally assume and fully accept NO tomean precisely that! Stanley Collymore


Thatcherite Cannabis Fantasists But HypocriticalHeroin Realists! By Stanley Collymore You're obviously Black, as I can clearly see, what Idon't know however is whether or not you're alsoAfro-Caribbean. So I'm going to ask you and Ihope you'll come clean with me as to why itis that you people are so evidently hookedon cannabis, and to the enormity of evenfeeding it to your several picaninnies.Don't you realize the serious harmyou're purposely doing not onlyto them but also those of your Black race and ethnicity?So wise up your guys and girls and do the right thing!Stay clear of cannabis that can be and is certifiably,both psychologically as well as physiologically,harmful and even quite ruinous to the overallwellbeing, in terms of lifestyle and futureprospects, whether they're diametricallyhealth related or strictly economic, ofthose who indulge themselves withit. A no-brainer chum; assuming,of course, you're competent inassessing precisely where itis I'm really coming from! So cease being prime idiots you Afro-Caribbeanpeople and put an instantaneous cessation towhat you're currently doing in relation tocannabis; and if you sincerely want topsychologically get entirely pissedout of your head then judiciouslyand authoritatively acceptably do the decentthing and like us clever whites: referringnaturally to our well-heeled privilegedelites, adored celebrities and severalpoliticians alike; correspondinglyrefrain from inadvisably using


cannabis and preferably andrather appreciably too getnon-criminally hooked,as we whites happilyand most suitablydo instead, onoptions likecocaine orClass Aheroin! © Stanley V. Collymore4 January 2017. Author's Remarks:This poem both in its sincerity and commitment is dedicated explicitly to all thoseof Afro-Caribbean birth, heritage and ancestry that unquestionably form theoverwhelming majority of our people and who like me have never indulged inillegal drug usage of any kind and haven't the slightest curiosity for or interest indoing so; and moreover neither personally nor collectively would be able toreadily identify, unless beforehand it was specifically outlined to them what it wasthat they were being presented with, what cannabis or any of the other illegaldrugs on the market in their multifaceted forms either looked or tasted like, letalone be personally acquainted with the myriad and inimical effects that thesedrugs would have on their bodies, heath and future prospects in life if they werestupid enough to take them in the first place. Yet, for all that, we had the senior advisor to Margaret Thatcher, when the latterwas Prime Minister, one Carolyn Sinclair: a consummately delusional, empireloyalist, racially bigoted, poorly informed, completely incompetent and a totallyloathsome, white scum, lowlife bitch with marked delusions of grandeur and noconnections or contacts whatsoever with the UK Afro-Caribbean community, andherself according to highly reliable sources who are well aware of the socialbehavioural patterns of this prime piece of white shit in her own actions andtaking irony, totally lost on her, to its ultimate limit. For in an official memo to the said Margaret Thatcher Carolyn Sinclair seriouslyadvocated that stringent measures be taken by the Thatcher regime at the timeto assiduously penalize and also incarcerate for lengthy periods of time UK-Afro-Caribbeans who Sinclair not only said were disproportionately illegal drug usersbut were themselves also the exclusive users and controllers of cannabis and its


supply throughout Britain, and furthermore Sinclair went on to say that thesituation was so catastrophic that these incorrigibly out of control Blacks had as amatter of urgency to be dealt with as they even fed cannabis to their childrenand babies which bode catastrophically for Britain generally as well as Britons,meaning whites, that these Blacks associated with. This from a woman, and I repeat her name again so it sticks in your mind,Carolyn Sinclair, who was herself an avid heroin and cocaine user and was fullycognizant of the well known fact that consecutive British regime members,principal Cabinet and other ministers, senior civil servants, numerous politiciansensconced in both Houses of the British Parliament and the Westminster Bubblehave always, and as they still do in 2017, liberally indulged in as the massivedrug users that they either were then or still are today. And that's not fiction butfact! And what's more with cocaine and heroin their favourite illegal drugs,although they don't view their preference for or their indulging in these pursuitsin the slightest as being illegal. And accounts for why drug addict Carolyn Sinclairsaw no need for proscriptions of any kind being levied against her lot. What acomprehensively odious, fucking hypocrite and purveyor of stinking doublestandards of the first order this white slime ball! From a personal perspective I have never contemplated nor ever embarked ontaking illegal drugs, nor am I that daft to do so; and the same goes for closemembers of my family and all of my personal friends; else they wouldn't be myfriends in the first place. In fact I've never even smoked nor with the samemindset that I have would I want to. And I'm strong enough as a human being toresist those who with their idiotic blandishments have tried in the past topersuade me that I don't know what I'm missing and shouldn't knock either:drug taking or cigarette smoking, until I've tried it. Well I've never swum withkiller sharks either but I don't intend to, as I well know what the folly of doing sowould be. And invariably those who have always tried to persuade me to theirpoint of view - during my student days at university and occasionally in myworking life - have always been white. I've politely not fallen for theirblandishments and they've been realistic enough to realize that I wouldn't bepersuaded by them. And that's how my life is. Boring perhaps to those who gettheir highs and kicks from illegal drugs and smoking but principled and sane asfar as I'm concerned. As for Afro-Caribbean parents feeding their children and babies cannabis, wellyou know the old and typical white stereotypes which stipulate that everything inthis world or this life that is evil, as defined by them, has its genesis among Blackpeople! I'm used to that and like me most Blacks don't worry about it; and whydo so they question like me when you're dealing with white cunts who


spectacularly risibly and delusionally even kid themselves that they're the MasterRace? Humour them if you want to; I just ignore them. Going back however to Carolyn Sinclair's assertion that Afro-Caribbean Blacksfeed their children and babies cannabis, that's news to me and I should know asI'm of Afro-Caribbean and specifically Barbadian heritage. However, my adoringMum who was always well ahead of her time did breast feed me until I wasTHREE YEARS OLD, and for which I'm eternally grateful in many ways. For aswhite scientists and the rest of them several decades later have"discovered", something which Mum, Gran and the other matriarchsin my family well knew all along, the longer you sensibly breast-feed an infantthe more intelligent it grows up to be. And in my situation, alone, I rest my casein that regard! Furthermore, always an outstandingly beautiful woman with a gorgeous figureand fantastic breasts I learnt to transfer my inclination for my Mum's in terms ofbreast feeding to a strong preference as puberty inevitably took its hold of me tothe girls and subsequently the women that featured in my life, and to beabsolutely honest and quite candid with you, I am and have always been adecided sucker for a nice pair of breasts. Fortunately, and as at present with myGerman Partner and others before her, I've been mouth-wateringly fortunate inthat regard! Thanks Mum! Stanley Collymore


The Absolute Debunking Of A Sexual Myth! By Stanley Collymore You turn me on in a fashion I previously thought it was highlyunlikely that anyone of my immediate acquaintance couldpossibly do; for you know what they say: Familiarityeven if it doesn't actually breed contempt often byits precise nature and intimate association doesprevent those who're directly involved fromactually forming meaningful relationshipsof a personal and especially so a distinctly sexual nature.And always having been told and in turn for so longunquestioningly believed this, guess what? Youjust happened to come along at the right timeand so easily, persuasively and effectivelyin me have methodically debunked thiswidespread and deeply held universalfallacy which I have personally andunthinkingly contributed to for solong and naturally in the processhave pleasurably, ardently andmost positively I can joyfullysay in relation to all of thisproved most convincinglyin every way that I was,let's say, at best quitemistakeningly wrong! © Stanley V. Collymore30 May 2017. Author's Remarks:Without exception every one of us at some time or other from the onset of ourindividual pubertal years and a situation that usually develops with increasedinterest as we grow older and the intensity of our personal sexual yearning growsstronger is guilty of either invariably convincing ourselves or at least are mostearnestly embarking on what we deem is a firm and concerted exercise ofpersuading ourselves that we've either done already or else are in the process ofdoing so what we assert we undoubtedly know, and that we're essentially after in


the particular sexual states we're personally involved in and therefore we canfurther and also willingly embellish on as regards that particular viewpoint wehold in relation to what we unquestionably believe either does or doesn'tpersonally turn us on emotionally and most specifically so sexually But when externally and closely examined, looked at objectively and evenanalytically these assumptions we generally and often consensually hold are littlemore than wishful delusional fantasies conveniently and self-servingly dressed upas firm and unchallenged reality when in effect there's precious little or nosubstance whatsoever to any of them to clinically support these often keenly heldand fervently espoused assumptions, the attendant tenaciously clung to beliefsor furthermore the entrenched and confidently stated aspirations such beliefsgive rise to. And why it is that every clear-cut and sensible departure,deliberately or accidentally occasioned, is encouragingly a sound and worthwhilevictory for the positive and stable process of natural human and an extensivespecies selection as well as the accompanying and, in realistic terms, ascendancyof common sense. Stanley Collymore


The Alluring Juxtaposition Of Class, Beauty AndSexuality! By Stanley Collymore Beauty, it's often said, is in the eye of the beholder;and while that is essentially a rather subjectiveanalysis of this particular situation in handthere is nevertheless some semblanceof truth to that propagated supposition. For methough beauty is much more of a phenomenonthat's intrinsically embedded in the characterof that specific person I'm either casuallyobserving or else am perceptively, pro-actively and favourably disposed toand who I've evidently and quiteintentionally decided to placeunder a more intimate albeita distinctly good-naturedyet simultaneously alargely, but equallytoo, a discreetscrutiny. And in both ofthese categories my captivating stranger your infectiouscharm, alluring femininity and consummate affability,themselves liberally juxtaposed with a gregariousand highly appealing conviviality; and meshedharmoniously with what transparently, onyour part, is at the same time a strikingand exquisite beauty too, transportthemselves in such a way thatconnoisseurs, like myself,can rather easily andhappily relate to! © Stanley V. Collymore22 December 2014. Author's Remarks and Christmas Greetings:


To all of you - the overwhelming majority of the population I would imagine -fervently and intentionally imbued during this festive season with the predictableemotion of love and or lust - and in the latter case why not - together with theintensely yearning expectations through whatever innovative means, includingthe subtle art of flattery, you may employ in successfully managing to realizeeither or more fortunately both of these ambitions, do have a superb timemaking the most of your acquired and hopefully fully and appropriately utilizedromantic opportunities; and also while you're at it have in every regard - anddon't just leave the stuffing to the turkey - a truly fulfilling and Merry Christmas! Stanley Collymore


The Art Of Social Climbing Some people obviously prefer and even go as faras moulding their individual life around theprospect of leg-ups, others like me,however, express our statedpreferences throughleg-overs; different strategies for surebut with the same unmistakabledestination and intentionalend result in mind! © Stanley V. Collymore5 October 2002. Stanley Collymore


The Artless Charmer By Stanley Collymore There are those who pass through lifewithout making any kind of impactwhatsoever – you, however,are not among them Anja;for your youthfulness, natural charm,intellect and exquisite beauty arequalities, which are so glaringlyobvious, that only the blindor undiscerning could failto see or appreciatethem fully! © Stanley V. Collymore1 August 2001. Stanley Collymore


The Assumed Reasonableness Of Being ThoroughlyUnreasonable! By Stanley Collymore I work for you, or more accurately the firm of which you'vebeen made its CEO. A both coveted and expected positionthat you've been keenly after ever since you joined thislisted and prestigious company, after your stipulatedperiod at university. Oxbridge, of course, havingpreviously, like all such wealthy scum and theinvariably cuckolded offspring of the privileged elites beenexpensively groomed for such important positions acrossthe entire spectra of the mutually British political andeconomic systems; and, completely naturally andunchallengeably, it's automatically presumed,the predictably, and justifiably so, route topromotional stardom, and unqualifiedsuccess for identifiable privilegedelite patricians like yourselves. And no reason to guess why. Because ostensibly you'reall of you by the divine grace of God to the Manorborn. The indisputable masters, mistresses and,consistently always right, white Caucasiancontrollers who are and moreover mustalways be at liberty as you jolly wellplease, to be the indefatigable exploiters of thosewhom in your self-declared prominence as thepresumed echelons of society, which in thissomewhat delusional and evidently manicframe of mind that you see and likewiseconsider yourselves as being in as youboth continue to and similarly delightin playing your injurious game, canwith unflawed entitlement, as yousee it, typically and sarcasticallylook down on while despicablyand insensitively characterize those whom youvirulently despise as either totally useless at


worst or, at best - when they willingly orare callously and manipulatively linedup with your kind against the rest ofnormal society: conspicuously theworking classes and specificallyethnically designated, Britishborn and bred communities;as Useful Idiot, Plebeians! Nothing less in these predictably unseemly circumstancesthan a decidedly untenable, thoroughly sociopathicallywrong and an exceedingly and corruptly ingrainedsituation conjoined with a particularly invidiousposition to callously, egotistically and foreverplace millions of conventional, decent, hard-working and ordinary Britons in. And allthis intentionally, nevertheless, framed by the spuriousand perpetually malevolent assumptions, which aresenselessly conceived and deeply ingrained in theimpertinently misguided and equally delusionalconception that some people, specifically andsingularly yourselves, the alleged privilegedelites, are naturally and thus automaticallycommunally, intellectually and in everyother genuinely, positive sense vastlyand hence genetically superior, andalways will be, to everyone else. A eugenically based deduction, which although longand provably discredited for what it actually is, iseven so clung on to tenaciously by your kind tovindicate your counterfeit assertion, which isintensely embedded in your derisorily sickand absolutely whacky minds, that yoursort alone, and no one else, is the ultimate embodimentof mankind and naturally the very best of humanity.Dream on white man or woman, for this personwhom you contemptuously see and can onlyperceive as a Nigger, and consequentiallyas someone rather inferior to you isn'tin any way, whatever, going to buythat shit. And as we're ostensibly


in the 21st Century why don'tyou, if you're so intelligentand superior as you claimto be, jointly with yourother racial: "UsefulIdiots", ditch thatheap of shit andbe done with it? © Stanley V. Collymore18 November 2017. Author's Remarks:In the veritable class-obsessed cesspit that has long been an integralembodiment of all the four constituent parts of the United Kingdom: England,Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland, it's a safe bet that this perverse,longstanding, ludicrous and utterly laughable state of affairs, were it not sobloody serious a matter, will indubitably last for several generations to come. For personally I don't see those who claim that they run the United Kingdom,albeit at the strict behest of Yidland and its AIPAC and other Yid lobbiesnoticeably in Rogue State USA, toadying Britain, most of the European Union andacross the rest of mainland Europe along with their British cap-doffing to theiralleged social betters contributors, ever changing their warped mind-set anytimesoon. Their problem not mine I must truthfully say. For as long as they don't get in myway or my face with their bizarre and lunatic crap in which case I'll respond mosteffectively with every resource that I can lay my hands on, then from myperspective they can do whatever the fuck they like. After all, they do kidthemselves that they live in a democracy! There is absolutely nothing wrong in either intelligently having or beneficiallydeveloping confidence in one's self or one's natural abilities, and if additionally,one altruistically does this as well for the good and betterment of others so muchthe better. However, to asininely assume and then just as idiotically and likewisemalevolently work on the puerile, offensive and thoroughly detrimental to otherspremise that because one was born through accidental, intentionally cuckolding,or even normal marital means and conventional circumstances into an opulently-


based and socially advantaged situation, that any of these state of affairs ontheir own, and without any positive contribution in any shape or formsubsequently on the part of the person who was born, automatically andpermanently accords to that particular individual involved the inalienable right,as he or she sees fit, to gratuitously subject those that they assume, in tandemwith their egocentric and hubristic airs and graces, are unquestionably inferior tothemselves and therefore they have the unchallengeable right tocondescendingly look down on them and, in this process, routinely despise themwith abysmal contempt, and itself coupled with a perverse belief that they canalso callously and uncaringly, like the earthly Gods and Goddesses that theyconsider themselves to be and as such have the inalienable right to lord it overthose they innately consider to be their inferiors, isn't only the height of idiocybut also in the most mind-boggling fashion absolutely beggars belief. And questions whether such pathetic clowns - the Eton, Harrow, misnomerCheltenham Ladies College, Oxford and Cambridge, the so-called Oxbridgeuniversities types and the routine products of these socially parasitic andprivileged buy one get the rest free perennial cesspits - and who patheticallywallow in their self-acclaimed but unwarranted status - ever heard of the termmeritocracy? Obviously not, it would seem! And if they have it clearly doesn't register with thisinvidious scum. And the reason is simple! For they're patently not as perceptive,clever, commandingly brilliant or superior as they would have you perceivedPlebeians believe. So all the more fool you for falling for their execrable scam! Stanley Collymore


The Avian Dual Dyke Problem! By Stanley Collymore The eagle is generally meant to be a truly majestic birdrepresenting strength, power, agility and grace in theair; and several countries, even those where quiteobviously it’s currently not a native speciesand furthermore has never been, havenevertheless, as a mark of respectconjoined with their profoundadmiration for this appealing avian specimen, adoptedit as their national emblem. However Britain, or ifyou prefer the term the United Kingdom, isn’tofficially one of them; so you’ll doubtlesslybe completely surprised to know that eventhough not conventionally politically atleast we still have two of them. Akinto Barbadians, in let’s say a highlyimaginary situation, astonishingly discoveringthat their enchanting island homeland safelylocated in the Atlantic Ocean and visiblyneither having a low-level sea problemas does Holland, nor a flood dangerone, and practicably and logicallynot needing either of them, hasall the same ended up withtwo utterly useless andentirely superfluousDYKE systems. © Stanley V. Collymore2 December 2015. Author’s Remarks:Having previously trained and worked as a psychiatric nurse at what was thenand had been for some considerable time Yorkshire’s oldest and largest mentalhospital I not only came in contact on a daily basis with but also cared for in mycapacity as a nurse all sorts of mental cases ranging from those with seriouspsychological breakdowns to rudimentary schizophrenics, compulsive sociopaths


and dangerous psychopaths – the latter category so absolutely devious and alsohazardous to life, not only the lives of the staff looking after them but also theirown, that they quite literally had to be physically segregated from the rest of thepatients at that hospital and moreover constituted individuals: males as well asfemales, that unless you were lunatic yourself you wouldn’t sensibly turn yourback on any of them. But in spite of my intensive RMN psychiatric nursing training and having yearslater studied psychology as a subsidiary subject of a degree course I embarkedon and even if I say so myself am pretty au fait with human behaviour of allsorts, in spite of all of that it still continues to be a deep puzzle to me – and Icategorically make a clear and absolute distinction between homosexuals andlesbians who I have the utmost respect and admiration for in carrying onnormally with the life style they have individually, conscionably and privately, asit’s really nobody’s business but theirs any more than genuine heterosexualsshould make apologies or feel uncomfortable about their lawful sexual pursuits orway of life, and the several and highly dysfunctional dykes, queers, bisexuals,those passing themselves off as straight, even getting married to mask theirperversity and most ludicrously of all even adopting the phenomenon of having inthe case of these closet queer boys and dyke girls that have never grown up,consciously getting others, their “wives” or publicly paraded “girlfriends” toconceive kids by other men and then biologically passing these kids off as their“biological” offspring, while they carry on living in a state of denial as to who andwhat they really are. These lowlife I actually detest with every fibre of my body! In normal circumstances I quite frankly couldn’t or wouldn’t give a damn aboutthese lowlife specimens of supposed humanity. But most regrettably they doproliferate in our government, shadow cabinet, the ranks of the parliamentaryMPs, those in the House of Lords and what’s commonly referred to as theWestminster bubble. The sort of lowlife that when we had mental hospitalsaplenty across the UK would have been sectioned there. But having ratheridiotically closed the vast majority of our psychiatric institutions on the pretextthat these scumbags could and should be cared for in the wider community, thisnow thankfully dead pillock Maggie Thatcher allowed these slime balls to roamBritain freely, with several of them asininely even ending up as MPs, cabinet andshadow ministers. And it’s a sure bet that this situation isn’t going to beremedied by any of these scum as to reverse what Maggie did would effectivelyconfine these deadbeats to the secure mental institutions for the criminallyinsane and where they rightly belong. But the strange thing about all this and their behaviour is that while continuing tolive their pathetic lives in a state of abject denial the only way that these Electra-


fixated, aka “testosterone toms”, as well as their male counterparts the OedipusRex brigade perceive that they can deal with their myriad psychological demonsis to pathetically, asininely and publicly demonstrate how “macho” they are;when in point of fact they’re inbred lunatics that haven’t grown up mentally andare highly incapable of doing so; sad creatures in supposedly mature bodies butin reality scared, sick and perniciously feral beings wholly unable to learn frompast errors. And to this end you’ll see them whipped by David Cameron –predictably and in characteristic Bullindon and Eaton flagellation form – into thelobbies and followed there by the Labour Party’s Labtory lowlife dykes, queersand the rest of these scumbag MPs to prove their machismo that in actuality andquite frankly is as bogus as a rubber dildo, no matter how appealing orformidable it might appear, being capable of the human act of procreation. Nonethe less it won’t stop these prized pillocks charging into the House of Commonslobbies as they did with Iraq and Libya, to cause more mayhem in another GlobalSouth country; this time Syria. But just as long as they know that this time therewill be consequences for them! This poem is therefore dedicated to all these detritus specimens of humanity butas a Labour supporter myself dedicated specifically to the Eagle twins: Maria andAngela, Hilary Benn. Tom Watson, Tristram Hunt, Liz Kendall, Chukka Umumnaand the myriad other scumbags that infest the parliamentary Labour Party. Butnot for much longer! Stanley Collymore


The Bloody Nerve Of A Serial And Narcissistic Slut! By Stanley Collymore Don’t tell me, you’ve lost that will to love because yourboyfriend has dumped you! Well what on earth didyou expect from him on his realizing that youwere simply fair game for any guy who wasfinancially loaded, that routinely paid youfalse compliments and, what’s more,cheerfully lied through his teeth inthe process to get what he clearlywanted from you – sex andnothing more; and all because he instinctively knewand additionally got to understand that effortlesslyyou’re quite an unproblematic sucker for thiskind of purblind stuff and thus an easy laywhen it comes to hearing whatever anyrandy Lothario has to say in order tohave his licentious way with you;and that furthermore in termsof respect either for your boyfriend let alone yourselfyou clearly had none. Yet now, utterly barefacedly, somewhatextraordinarily and ironically too youwant others, and with you findingyourself in this quandary whichyou’ve intentionally createdfor yourself, to completely sympathize with youfor your having wantonly and stupidly thrownaway in the most cavalier and irresponsibleof fashion that any woman possibly can,the intense love of a truly decent and,until your extremely inexcusablebehaviour, the committed loveof an honourable, decidedlyfaithful and, undeniably,a most adoring man!


© Stanley V. Collymore8 October 2015. Author’s Remarks:As those of you who routinely read my work, and especially my poems, will knowI write about things that I feel passionately about or which in some way or otherhas inspired me to comment on them; and this poem is no exception. Thegenesis of it came about when on a bus journey across West Sussex to theseaside resort town of Worthing just recently, and one that I frequently makewhen I’m in the UK, I overheard a conversation that prompted this poem. Iwasn’t eavesdropping; that isn’t, never was or will it ever be a forte of mine as Ihave a life of my own and far more important things to do with it than toconsciously tune in to the often idiotic conversations of most Brits nowadays. Butsitting on this particular bus and at the very front of it I couldn’t, although I triedmy level bus to shut it out, help but overhear this conversation coming from twoyoung women who were quite literally, in marked contrast to where I wasensconced at the very front of the bus and directly behind the driver – you can’tget more forward as a passenger on a transport bus than that unless you chose,I say sarcastically, to sit on the lap of the driver. Anyway, the prattle from these two women, who I know as long term but notspeaking to acquaintances as they neither of them apparently feel that they haveany obligation to work and regularly take trips on this same bus to Worthing tooccupy their time, was most intrusive – can’t Brits of all kinds, and I say thispleadingly talk quietly, and why the hell do they think that everyone is eitherinterested in or wants to hear their invariably banal conversations? Any roadthese two were no exception to this intrusive and particularly annoying practicethat seemingly is nationwide across Britain nowadays. So I had no choice but togrin and bear their infernal chatter, even forced to dispense with my usualscribbling of stories and poems that I generally do when I’m on this one hour and45 minutes duration drive to Worthing. The essence of this loud conversation that I noticed others on the bus wereequally pissed off with is contained in the poem I’ve written; but quite incrediblyby these two females what this utterly praiseworthy man did in summarily andpermanently dumping this trollop when he realized what she was up to issomething to be vilified; and is clearly at fault for having the temerity andaudacity to do so while narcissistically this slut evidently feels she is and ought tobe justly regarded as the aggrieved one. But why am I not surprised by thiswhen from the very top of British society to the lowest level of it it’s alwayssomebody else’s fault and never that of the true perpetrator? Ruminate on that


one philosophically and morally if the lot of you out there can! And that includesyou David Cameron, Theresa May and Co. Stanley Collymore


The British Marginalized And Their Champion JeremyCorbyn Democratically Strike Back! By Stanley Collymore The mums and ladies generally, pleasurably and knowinglyin their unstinting admiration and respect for you describeyou, Jeremy as empathetically sexy in a sea-dog sort ofway, and rather interestingly as that may be is nothowever, nor should it be, the mainstay of yourmassive and genuine appeal not only to thembut singularly many others both outside andwithin the authentic Labour Party quitedesperately and ongoingly over thepast years have been crying outunheedingly for meaningfuland equitable changes,and transparently forthe good of all,within ourcountry. But instead have cynically and contemptuously foundthemselves lumbered with the burdensome effectsof enduring inequalities, themselves compoundedby the stark reality of debilitating austerity. Butnot any more hopefully, as the slumberingmembers of the genuine Labour Party -not its Labtory infiltrators and carpetbaggers, togetherwith conscionable members of the British public atlarge wake up and smell the proverbial coffee;enlighten the privileged and effete Bullingdoneffete, condoning and practising paedophilesprotected within the Conservative Partyalong with their enthusiastic Lib-Demand Labtory accomplices, odiousmass murderers and monstrouscrimes against humanityperpetrators that theirhalcyon days are


finally over! And furthermore that in spite of complicit state-sanctionedimmunity despicably and recurrently being handed out tothem enabling these loathsome criminals to carry ontraversing our green and pleasant land, at last thenet of retribution, now dangling like Damocles’Sword over their villainous heads, is finally,and justifiably so, inescapably closing inon them in the form of mounting andconscionable public detestation ofthem, coupled with their muchand intensely feared nemesis;which auspiciously for theastute and sane amongthe rest of us is youJeremy Corbyn! © Stanley V. Collymore14 August 2015 Author’s Remarks: Let’s forget all the loathsome crap and disingenuous nonsense about a LabourParty led by Jeremy Corbyn is unelectable for the next several millennia years asthese brain dead jerks with their hidden agendas will have you believe; and ifyou want to believe that load of garbage then go ahead and do so. People likeme, however, don’t buy it because the real agenda of this admixture of Tories,Labtories, so-called pundits that couldn’t plan their way out of a sodden paperbag, and the typical “liberal” Left who’re more rightwing, racist and xenophobicthan the Nazi Tories themselves, is quite a sinister one. And Yvette Cooper inadvertently let the cat out of the bag when she said thatJeremy Corbyn’s ambition is not to lead the Labour Party or even become PrimeMinister but is in effect to change the Labour Party. Perfectly alright for TonyBlair, his sidekick Gordon Brown and the other Labtory interloping twerps to dowhat she’s complaining about but not genuine Labour Party members somehow.What Yvette Cooper quite conveniently forgot to say is this, so I’ll do it for her –Jeremy Corbyn will change the Labour Party and our country for THE BETTER!


Stanley Collymore


The British Thought Police Even Dafter Than ThePrivileged Criminal Scum It's Pandering To! By Stanley Collymore Fascinating isn't it how cowardly bullies who have nocompunction at all in gratuitously dishing out theirinjurious vitriol and criminality to all and sundrywhom they malignly hate and just as spitefullyroutinely and publicly show their ingraineddetestation for, can routinely be countedon account of being the childish andlow self-esteem morons that theyincontrovertibly are, and whoperceptibly have no notionwhatever of the meaning of responsibility muchless so what commonsense is or integrity doesstand for, nevertheless as the astonishinglyboorish adolescents that they patently aretrapped in a puerile frame of mind andstuck alas forever in physiologicallyadult bodies from which they haveno realistic aspirations to escapefrom nor any genuine chanceof in fact doing so judgingby their manifest lack ofany marked credibilityjoined with a whollybizarre demeanour to everything they takeunder their wing, generally then go onto manipulate these immeasurableinadequacies of their own as thecharacteristic benchmark fortheir unrestrained stupidity.An utterly badly chosenSituation, which as wenow see is incrediblyand very regrettablygoing to asininelybe reinforced by


an equally idiotic,totally toadyingto its perceivedsocial superiorsand likewise asdeceitful andcriminal inobjectiveThoughtPolice! © Stanley V. Collymore15 August 2016. Author's Comments:In 1980 I sensibly and voluntarily quit the English educational system in which Itaught to take up a university academic teaching post in Germany. My decisionwas a consciously made one because I could precient-mindedly observe theincreasing dumbing down of the English educational system, detested andabhorred the way it was heading and frankly didn't want to be any part of whatwas patently in store for my country. It has been a decision, leaving the Englisheducational system, that I've never regretted and if what I foresaw coming in1980 had been delayed until now in 2016 and I was still teaching in England Iwould have unhesitatingly as I did back then in 1980 do what I consciously didall over again. Stupidity either from privileged "elite" or deeply ingrained andloathsomely cultivated so-called "cultural" but patently incestuouslyin-breeding practices as well as a whole plethora of other physiological,psychological and community factors abounds commonly throughout Britain andacross all social strata within the United Kingdom; but there is additionallyanother element of it that over recent decades has been detrimentally andconcertedly introduced into the British way of life and that I've personallycategorized as assiduously manufactured and deleteriously manipulatedstupidity. It's replete in Reality TV shows the life-blood of British television viewing and theconcept behind them; vigorously, profitably commercially and intenselypropagandistically as well as manipulatively marketed while knowingly on thepart of those running and likewise involved in all of this within the corporatemedia that they'll be massively beneficially and financially rewarded from doing


so; utilized to its fullest extent by a collectively delusional mindset, hopelesslyout of touch with everyday reality and patronizing to anything and everyoneoutside of the narrow purview of their endemic world of cronyism and nepotismjudiciary and criminal justice system. And all this compounded by politicians, political parties, the Zionist and Neo-conlobbyists that significantly influence and even script the political agenda andlegislation of these selected and conspiratorial governments; the political partydonors that in exchange for their substantial financial contributions are withimmune status allowed to embark in activities centred on massive moneylaundering and tax evasion that successive British regimes and prominent UKpoliticians, active and retired, of all parties have and still do turn a blind eye to.And how could we ever forget the multinational corporations and the MilitaryIndustrial Complex for whom these exploitative Global South British and otherwestern wars of choice are waged with the said politicians knowing full well thatin doing these manipulators' bidding they like Tony Blair and the other massmurderers and war criminals will be handsomely rewarded. And where do the British police fit into all this? Clearly as Useful Idiots - bestexemplified with their own corrupt, murderous and institutionalized racistpractices and inured criminality as the archetypal dogs to the treacherous andback-stabbing now privileged and elite pigs in George Orwell's Animal Farm;most happy our men and women in blue to do their social betters bidding eitherin exchange for useless honours baubles or a seat in the unelected House ofLords for the more senior ones in the Metropolitan Police for example when theyretire or carte blanche to carry on as usual their corrupt and murdering practicesby these constabularies rank and file members. So anyone who thinks thatcreating a British Thought Police is a mechanism designed for the beneficial goodof the average member of the British public then think again, as these clownscouldn't think their way out a kiddies sandpit play area if their lives depended onit. The right to Freedom of Expression and the inalienable right to free speech foreveryone and NOT just the privileged few are all salient elements of any andevery society that deems itself to be truthfully politically democratic as well associally and judicially progressive. And yes there must be laws covering genuinelibel and slanderous behaviour against others who wilfully, malevolently andfraudulently seek to or actually manage to traduce the respectable name,character or reputations of others; and when that occurs the courts are therightful forum where such matters MUST be lawfully dealt with! Not the bloodyBritish Police who are themselves past masters not only at characterassassination - the Hillsborough 96 a case which throughout the police


consistently lied through their corrupt teeth, and premeditatedly wrongfulimprisonment - the Birmingham Six, Guildford Four and Cardiff Three to namebut three of multiple instances of malevolent and intentional incarceration; aswell as physical assassination - and here Mark Duggan readily comes to mind. And if Theresa May at her coronation can on the steps of Downing Streetdisingenuously say that Blacks are considerably more likely to be disadvantagedunder the British legal system and prompts me to ask why she bloody well didnothing about it when as the longest Home Secretary in the history ofcontemporary British politics she held that portfolio that had as its remit amongothers the police and judicial system, my honest response to all this absolutelypropagandistic crap is, you go along with it if you want to but I most certainlywon't be joining you! Everything that I write and post I properly research and get other informationthat I require from impeccable and trusted sources otherwise I won't considerwriting it in the first place let alone actually doing so; and the Police or SecurityServices are at liberty to check what I do, and I encourage them to - it mighteven improve their standard of English when I'm not cussing them all that is -but as far as determining the content of what I write or else hoping to instil thefear of God in me that I'll desist from what I'm doing - don't hold your breath,individually or collectively, on that one! Enjoy your Poem coppers and other Animal Farm cadres! People who have noqualms dishing out their vitriol to others but when those who're not scared ofthem strike back like the mummy's pets they are they go crying to the police.Well I'm not one of those scared of you, nor am I impressed by anything the lotof you do! And shall carry on as I've always done! So there! Stanley Collymore


The Carnal Dissemblance By Influential, BritishEstablishment Paedophiles! By Stanley Collymore They talk openly, ardently and seemingly even credibly,but oh so dishonestly, about moral principles andhow our nation's children should be protectedfrom wanton abuse and intentional harm;yet behind closed doors their personalactions couldn't be more differentfrom their public pronouncements,with private lives markedlyreeking with the ghastlyubiquitous stench ofresilient carrion. For these are our Establishment abusers: wellheeled celebrity gropers, sexual abusers,paedophiles, child-traffickers andeven murderers - who not onlyconsider themselves to be above thelaw but who in many instances, as ourpolitical representatives, ironicallymake these same laws fromwhose consequences theythen absolve themselveswith explicit andbreath-takingimpunity. Fully aware that any incumbent Home Secretary,the Home Office, its Senior Civil Servants, thePolice and the CPS will concur with theseappalling travesties of legality, either bybeing complicit in them themselves,or else affording these powerfuland considerably influential butloathsome perpetrators thecustomary privilege


freely accorded tothem of blanketimmunity! © Stanley V. Collymore9 July 2014. Author's Observation:In Britain the law is generally seen as an ass by Establishment figures and theprivileged elites and therefore contemptuously treated as a needlessinconvenience by them. Hardly surprising then that they conspiratorially andpertinaciously ensure that we have donkeys administering it. Stanley Collymore


The Catalyst Is Undeniably You! Beautiful isn’t it our meeting each other like this; although evenbetter still is being afforded the opportunity of my getting toknow you. That really blows my proverbial socks offI must confess apart from doing loads of otherincredible things to me that you might betoo embarrassed to hear at this particular stage of ourembryonic relationship; and that wouldn’t dowould it? All the same I promise to fullyacquaint you of them at the appropriate time,which I have a sneaky feeling will be a lot soonerthan either of us would ever have imagined, anticipatedor expected at the start of this auspicious encounterbetween us. So here’s to happy days ahead; along, deeply fulfilling, highly intensiveand a mutually compatible partnershipbetween the two of us; and that Iguarantee you, if honesty stillmeans what it’s supposedto and I’ve alwaysattributed to it,is just forstarters! Stanley Collymore


The Clamorous Queer Refrain Of Dykeism AndQueerism Coming From No.10 By Stanley Collymore There's nothing queerer than British folk the English saying goes;a spot on assessment I concur with in relation to this self-evidentfact and ongoing situation that all sentient, prescient-mindedand intelligent observers, who find themselves unhappilyexposed to this intruding and national aberrant state ofaffairs, will readily attest to. And while in the past itwas conceivably perfectly advisable as a desperatemeasure of personal survival to understandablyelude criminal sanctions by the state prosecution, and fromthe perspective of the perpetrators' own actions relativeto this most unquestionably aberrant behaviour, evenif reasonably but hypocritically so, still be regardedas socially acceptable by society for not revealingone's true sexual propensities, and particularlyso if one were a man, no such sanctions wereever imposed on Dykeism or butch femaleswho preferred to and voluntarily decidedon physically or psychologically as welltaking on the worst aspects of the malegender and afterwards demonstrablyand foolishly behaving like a man. So why then do so many Dykes and particularly thoseholding major public office positions like the Prime-Ministership of Britain, even when obviously notelected to do so, and who as every sane personknows and all vigilant watchers immediatelyrecognize and readily see is markedly andexceedingly an incorrigible Dyke, whiledisingenuously imploring the Britishpopulation to faithfully trust them,yet at the same time not being straightforwardlyhonest either with themselves or the generalpublic about their own sexual preferences,to nevertheless faithfully trust them on a


multitude of national and internationalissues which in actuality these publicoffice Dykes haven't a solitary clueabout let alone know how to dealsuccessfully with any of them. But all the same rather arrogantly, self-servingly,delusionally, graspingly avaricious and totallycriminally expect thoroughly well-informed,unabashedly heterosexual and exceedinglyintelligent members of the British votingpublic like me who quite unmistakablyinstantly recognize and enormouslyloathe their sick and sociopathicstupidity that's so thoroughlyinjurious to the constructivewellbeing of our countrygenerally and humanitysignificantly, to everidiotically and mostweirdly willinglywish to or, evenworst, chooseto go alongwith them? © Stanley V. Collymore3 December 2016 Author's Remarks:Instinctively heterosexual to the very core of my physical, psychological,sociological and religious being that life-long state of affairs will forever remainunchanged. And while I have no sympathy for or any empathy whatsoever withcalamitous, pushy, extremely perverse and loathsome Dykes or Queers - openlyso or closet constrained - those however who like the vast majority of genuineheterosexual males and females globally that conduct their personal sexual liveswith dignity and in absolute privacy, what such persons do consensually and inprivate is none of my business or will it ever be. That said I do have a great deal of antagonism to those who think that becauseit's their chosen way of life and because they either find themselves


unwarrantedly in powerful positions or that they have manipulated themselvesinto, or else get there through cronyism and nepotism that they can then foisttheir perverse and odious perversities down the throats of others, well that's foryou out there to decide whether or not you want to go along with that but sureas hell there's one person in this world, even if everyone else decides to submitto this kind of barbaric coercion, concerted brainwashing or outright blackmailwho most definitely wouldn't be under any circumstance be joining you in thissickening affair. And that's me! So here's my poetic Christmas gifts to the Queers and Dykes of No.10, the UKregime; the Houses of Parliament; Civil Service; Ministry of Defence; Police,Westminster Bubble, Media especially the BBC that I'm paying for, and the UKgenerally, and anyone else that I've inadvertently left out. And in case you want to describe me a as a homophobe - your favourite andrepetitive word of criticism go ahead - I went to a Grammar School and studiedLatin which was a compulsory subject on the curriculum. I did well in it and knowthe meaning of the word homo meaning mankind and phobia which means a fearof something or the other. And using these two components together is not onlya contradiction in terms when used by human beings but fucking idiotic in theprocess as well. Akin to someone saying that I was anti-Black. Yes there are anumber of loathsome mother fuckers who are ethnically Black that I detest butby no stretch of the imagination could some describe me because one of thosecunts is Chuka Umunna who I'll happily dispose of if given half the chance that Ihate Blacks bearing in mind that I'm Black and 99.9% of my mentors in this lifeand people I love intensely are Black. But I shan't waste time giving aneducational lesson to idiots across the UK who are systematically and in everyother respect educationally dumbed down and why I quit the so-called UKeducational system and migrated to Germany 32 years ago. So here's hoping you have a most lousy Christmas and New Year all of you Dykesand Queers, and I say this not because I'm anti-Xmas, which as a Christian Imost definitely am not but because I know that none of you fuckers care a jotabout what Christmas actually means; and frankly the best present you couldgive yourselves and the world is to literally drop DEAD! Stanley Collymore


The Clinical Response To An Adulterous Affair! By Stanley Collymore When one solemnly promises loyalty, or at most pretendsto do so, but what in reality they either spitefully or elseclandestinely deceitfully and contemptuously deliveris the worst kind of treachery they're odiously anddishonestly capable of; in essence nothing that isremotely comparable to the basic necessities ofcompassion; is by no means compatible withhuman dignity and far less so in terms ofemotional behaviour has nothing at allto do with the normally understoodconcepts of love, what out theresponse then realistically,whether proportionallyor otherwise, to suchan intentional actof treachery? A Russian man: very much like and well-respected in hislocal community, on arriving home unexpectedly earlyfrom his job as a seasoned, accomplished and a mostpopular and highly professional veterinarian, ongoing indoors to his house devastatingly foundto his utter surprise his wife of many years standingin bed - and in of all places their matrimonial home -having sexual relations clandestinely with noneother than the individual whom he'd alwaysregarded not only to be a longstandingbut also, until this most shocking ofrevelations to him, a reliablytrustworthy and ironicallydeemed by this Russianveterinarian as hisvery best friend. Deeply angered and justifiably feeling very betrayedby two significant persons in his life: his wife andhis best friend, this Russian veterinarian surgeon


promptly murdered his adulterous spouse butfor some inexplicable reason still unstatedby him didn't do the same deed to hiserstwhile friend, maybe a subconscious triggering ofold friendship ties I guess! Nevertheless, with arighteous vengeance kicking in it didn't stophim though from divesting this definitelytreacherous Judas friend of his, of hisvalued meat and two vegs by usinghis normally used expertise andsurgical skills to immediatelyand clinically castrate him. And the moral to this painful story is: if you're aLothario and arrogantly or even treacherouslyfancy yourself as such, fine - just as long asyou don't in the least mind running thelikely risk during your clandestinesexual trysts of credibly endingup being an enforced sopranoor even more humiliatingly a bewildered eunuch!In which case I would earnestly suggest to you,if otherwise, that you steadfastly keep awayfrom obviously married women, howeverseductive they may appear or actuallybe, who are openly known to havehusbands that are either medicalor furious veterinary surgeons. © Stanley V. Collymore7 November 2016. Author's Comments:This Russian man, in my honest opinion, deserves on the basis of his ingenuityalone, a medal not I imprisonment! And I do hope that if he unfortunately doesgo to jail that his sentence will be a short and lenient one. It was my German Partner, who obviously lives in Germany, has never lived inBritain and voluntarily expressed the opinion, long before she and I became anitem, of not having the slightest wish or intention of ever doing so in this earthlylife of hers, a view she still firmly holds, that first brought this story to my


attention. Like me she found herself instinctively being sympathetic towards as well asbeing rather empathetic with this veterinary surgeon; and detesting all kinds oftreachery as she clearly does and especially on such a personal level as this one,as I similarly do, her support is obviously for this man although she astutely andreadily recognizes that his dire situation need not have arisen in the first place ifhis cheating wife and so-called friend had been openly honest with themselvesabout their surreptitious relationship with each other, subsequently once they'dsorted that specific matter out between themselves in a mature fashion had thenjointly and as constructively as they possibly could related their personalpredicament to an after all justifiably angered, offended and traumatizedhusband. Assuming, of course, that what they were jointly and lasciviously involved in hadanything whatsoever to do with love and them genuinely wanting to be together;and what they were happily engaged in wasn't simply a case of unbridled lustcoupled with a downright arrant, totally deceitful and a most arrogant treacheryagainst this Russian veterinarian, and with it all being done ostensibly laughinglyand odiously contemptuously behind his back. No aficionado of ever wanting to live in Britain, My German Partner is howevercompletely conversant with British politics - a major disincentive if ever therewas one to put even Brits like me from doing so let alone compos mentis andintelligent foreigners by the way - and genuinely thinks that the vast majority ofBritish politicians at national and local levels and whether they're the endemicallycorrupt, born to the Manor with an omnipotent and quite irrefutable right toprivilege and to lead as they delusionally deceive themselves on all of thesecounts and of the ilk of Ms Hilary Benn and David Cameron; or a psychopathicand sociopathic bunch of manifestly demented upstarts like Tony Blair, GordonBrown, Peter Mandelson or Neil Kinnock; the comprehensively outright and risiblyinept, but personally and distinctly, idiotically unaware of it but neverthelesscompulsively toadying and social climbing nerds like Alan Johnson, Liz Kendall,Yvette Cooper and Ed Ball. Manipulative, unreservedly undemocratic and discernibly lowlife morons like TomWatson, Margaret Hodge, Tessa Jowell and Margaret Becket; demonstrablygraspingly avaricious and criminal clowns like Jack Straw, David Blunkett andFrank Field; or the plethora of inured Dykes and Queets: openly so or of theclandestine closet and even conventionally "married" variety, inwhose loathsome ranks there are the likes of Mr Angela Eagle, Kezia Dugdale andChuka Umununa, and consisting of a keen and practising assembly of paedophile


associates, wholehearted sympathizers and committed political protectors, andinvariably so from a self-protecting perspective on their part, of both localgovernment politicians and the usual run of the mill national ones either in situas parliamentarians in both houses, or are otherwise either retired or out of officebut all of them nevertheless deeply embedded on the national level in theWestminster Bubble - individuals who both independently and collectively myGerman Partner considers to be indisputably puerile and senseless, feralfantasists that haven't grown up and what's more in her estimation, and whichconcurs with my own, permanently lack the capacity to do so! So against thatdecidedly disastrous backdrop why on earth would a highly intelligent, superblywell-educated and a thoroughly professional German lady in every sense of allthose definitions and who has everything going for her want to leave Europe'sforemost political, economic and significantly most cultured country to live inBritain? A no-brainer I would say! She did however make a very perceptive suggestion. Namely that the rank andfile members of the real Labour party could hire this Russian Veterinarian as aconsultant, since as a Russian he probably won't be able to join the Labour Party,to advise on similarly clinically sorting out - Dykes, Queers they're all the sameto me - our own traitors in the Labour Party. In which case I'd like to be the firstto genially nominate him as the new General Secretary of our Labour Party! Stanley Collymore


The Consummately Inveterate And UnrepentantSlapper! By Stanley Collymore Throughout my life, ever since I attained what beneficially asit turned out for me was an early puberty, I've lasciviouslyand rapaciously used sex and my swiftly accomplished,advantageously embraced, masterfully and daringlymanipulatively, no-nonsense contributory and anaturally equipped disposition attendant withmy utterly commanding, cum-avariciousand immeasurably persuasive femininewiles, delectable coquettish flirtations and mysuperficial but totally convincing promisesof giving unbridled sexual satisfaction toevery client of mine - whether man orwoman - to alluringly but decisivelyfrom my standpoint exert and fullyachieve my personal demands orrequirements, and accordinglydevoid of all insinuation ofeven the smallest amountof compunction on myutterly confident partrather heartlessly, Imust confess, getfrom each andevery one ofthem whatso ever itis I've inmind torequest. © Stanley V. Collymore4 February 2017. Author's remarks:


Whether lawfully and consensually engaging in so-called moral and conventionalacts of sex activity, be it just pleasurably so or is itself an act that's more strictlyand exclusively for procreation purposes, or else voluntarily, enthusiastically,lasciviously and accordingly wholeheartedly indulging in the most unbridled - soloor reciprocally participative with one's consenting partner - and gratifying fashionin the act of sexual intercourse is from my perspective no one else's business butthose who're personally involved. However, when sex is purposely, premeditatedly and thoroughly calculatinglyweaponized and then either unilaterally, subjectively, treacherously, cold-heartedly, emotionally and/or financially exploitatively utilized to createincalculable harm in and even detrimentally and uncaringly impair the lives ofcruelly conned, unsuspecting or even gullible human targets - pre-planned oropportunistic ones - that's an entirely different matter altogether and one thatmust therefore be ruthlessly stamped on whenever and by whomsoever it occurs. And slappers fall squarely into this latter category of lowlife scum elements thatregrettably form part of the human race. Even so that's no excuse why theyshould be tolerated or what is more relevant allowed to exist. Stanley Collymore


The Control-Freakism Of The Cia, Uk And OtherWestern Supposed "Intelligence"Organizations! By Stanley Collymore How and why is it that everything I say and do, even actslike going to the loo in this house, which after all is myhome, customarily, systematically and automaticallybecomes common knowledge to persons not evenknown to me, and who in the course of my lifeI'm most assuredly convinced I'm unlikelyever to meet let alone be afforded the opportunity toproperly and sensibly engage in any constructiveface to face conversation with any of them or,come to that, through other personal meanswhether at their stated behest or a caseof much more unequivocally of adirect request either curiouslyor else inquisitively thatmight stem from me? Well if the same thing is happening to you but unlikemy disdainful response to it is nevertheless causingyou a load of hassle or traumatic distress, thencalmly essay to put your troubled mind atrest, since you're far and away not alonein this significantly troublesome andmost peculiar situation which haseffectively rendered you intobecoming a rather hapless victim of those whomyou've witlessly voted for and in your routine"Useful Idiot" role just as unthinkingly putinto political power; and who themselvesare now premeditatedly and activelyorchestrating their Animal Farmtype, aggressive and criminallystate of mind Dogs to see totheir particular bidding.


Yes indeed it's all down to the widespread obdurateand relentless control-freakism of western Zionist,neo-con, Nazi regimes principally in the UnitedStates, Britain and throughout the EU too andprofitably franchised to the CIA, which I'vefittingly renamed the "Criminally InuredAgency", its British toadies, formerlyMI5 and MI6 but now labelled byme the "Manipulated Insane Five and Six, "together with the dementedly, earnestlyeager and actually bit part player theBND: Germany's post the SecondWorld War national intelligenceagency, most fawningly, ratherasininely and quite risibly ifit wasn't so grave a matter,seeking to make a namefor itself in all of this! So don't dwell unduly on any inconveniencesthat you might be having but instead countyour blessing that these "intelligence"organizations through the preciseweaponizing of your televisionset, smart phone and all otherelectronic devices in your possession and alsoyour home can without difficulty coupledwith their natural and fitting adeptnessensure 24/7 that you're protectivelysafe from all terroristic harm; andin your typical sadomasochisticfashion continue to vote forand constantly keep theirpolitical superiors andyour controllers inpower as you'vealways done. © Stanley V. Collymore9 March 2017.


Author's Remarks:This is the ongoing saga of psychopathically minded and manipulatively control-freaks in absolute control of intellectually challenged, unthinking, utterly dim-witted, short attention span and very easily persuaded and acutely prone tofraudulently peddled populist myths, "Useful Idiots". But in allhonesty who with even a half-functioning brain in their head and a modicum ofcommon sense really cares about these joint and avidly supportive of each othercollectives of largely white western Caucasian morons? I know that I actually don't! Stanley Collymore


The Definitive Encapsulation Of Elegant Womanhood! By Stanley Collymore A vibrant sensuality that's enliveningly powerfuland yet, quite noticeably and tantalizingly so tothis observer, is tastefully and naturallyexhibited with all the exquisite andalluring charm that is humanlypossible; and which jointlyare themselves thoroughlysupported by the compellingly observable,pleasurably distracting and, thankfullyas well, inescapable and mentallyenshrined, flawless fluidity ofmovement which delightfully emanates from you,and that seductively, comprehensively engagesthe full array of feminine gracefulness itselfintrinsically and beautifully embodied -in every conceivable sense of thatword - in a truly outstanding,enormously attractive, markedlycomposed and consummatelyassured young lady, who iscompletely, confidentlyand notably at peaceboth with herselfand the rest ofthe world. © Stanley V. Collymore8 June 2014. Comment:If beauty is truly in the eyes of the beholder then in the scheme of things andrelative to yourself young lady, I would logically presume that there's noshortage of beholders in your case. Stanley Collymore


The Delusional Imponderables Occasioned By HatingOthers By Stanley Collymore Hate is a controversial feeling and sometimes an ingrainedsentiment that directly affects and consequently can andinvariably does compulsively consume the everydaylives of millions of infected individuals globally;sometimes rationally it might seem in the eyesof those who're intensely affected with thisincapacitating syndrome and who mightthink and certainly approve that whatthey're doing is simply natural andtherefore in their estimation of itperceive as entirely fair; though not the same opinionnecessarily held or displayed by prescient-mindedand thoroughly conscientious onlookers who, inmarked contrast, might very well deduce, andespecially since the overwhelming majorityof them already know that this perniciousand neurotic preoccupation is markedlywithout a jot of commonsense or anymerit to it, see no logical reason tosupport what is unquestionably acomprehensively mindless anddetrimental fixation in which those who'reindividually engaged in it can't rationally,constructively or effectively cope within their private life far less so actuallydefend; contend that in the end andcommensurate with the aftermathof such abject failure which theyare faced with, these hopelesslysad and deluded specimens ofthe human race chose insteadto speculate about and evendisturbingly as a result talkthemselves into believingthe only substitute option


and remedial course forthem is to interminablyand unyieldingly hate. © Stanley V. Collymore31 January 2017. Author's Remarks:Commonsense, intellectual acumen or ethical principles aren't characteristics letalone prerequisites that readily spring to mind when it comes to hating otherssince all that's required to do so in that regard is for the individual(s) involved tobe in possession of a witless mindset that's totally and even permanentlyingrained in a brainless skull which precludes them from the ordinary process ofthinking for themselves and which in turn makes them entirely incapable ofeither intelligently and objectively deducing, as one would ordinarily do in normalcircumstances, what is basically factual and provable information and whatclearly is not? And what's more, that is itself in relation to this obvious inability to think forone's self, completely and permanently divorced from being able to dealcompetently, constructively and effectively with reality. That essentially has noconcept of far less so the capability of independently and forensically examinewhatever problems one is confronted or presented with and having beenproactive and efficient in doing so to then positively and energetically embark inthe most appropriate manner on requisite problem-solving solutions, while takingthe utmost care and attention to satisfactorily ensure that that specific process ofdealing with the issues involved not only lessen but also purposefully set out toeradicate, and does so, all prevailing misunderstandings and tensions, which ifleft unattended to could potentially give rise to even greater difficulties andincreased conflict with its attendant harmful consequences. Unfortunately however there are considerable numbers of people globally whobecause of their myriad innate inabilities, lack of self-worth that was profoundlyingrained in them from birth and then socially reinforced with inane bigotries andhatred, and which are themselves compounded by the development of anencouraged feral disposition within them, unthinking gullibility and a highlysuccessful and even manipulative proneness to being easily mislead orbrainwashed become and remain the grist to the mill of hate mongers who likenothing better that inducing hatred which they sumptuously thrive on - since itsconcerted deployment by them are relevant conduits, as undoubtedly perceivedby them, that constitute the mechanism by which means they can and do


achieve power and massive influence over others - use as a suitable vehicle tocombat their detractors and adversaries, as well as a convenient and populistpropaganda mode for fashioning and garnering massive amounts of wealth forthemselves. So which category of persons are you honestly in? That of a pernicious,mendacious and manipulative hatemonger or hopefully a conscionable, principledand a progressively thinking peace activist or one of their supporters concernedabout the world that YOU live in, and very much wanting to make your personaland positive contribution towards making it a just, more equitable and aCIVILIZED one? Stanley Collymore


The Determining Factor Is You Whether or not there’s actually a God is a moot pointreally when it comes to assessing how we conductour respective lives: for example the personaldecisions we make, how we perceive oractually intend for these to impact onor influence the lives of others These are choices determined primarily byone’s moral integrity or the marked lackof it and has nothing whatsoever towith skin colour, race, religion,social background, financialstatus or the nationality ofthe person involvedlet alone theirgender. You appear, Maria to be well aware of thesediscerning subtleties of life; and that augurswell not only for your individual futurebut also that of those who’re fortunateenough to get to know you andfully take on board what you soadmirably represent andconscientiously do. © Stanley V. Collymore12 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


The Encounter Surely Is What Really Matters Is there such a thing as fate; or do we just subconsciouslyOr even consciously give unwarranted credence toThis strange phenomenon we label with thatName because inexplicably we haven’tA logical explanation for whatHas actually taken place? Well whatever the truth of the matter is our quiteFortuitous meeting with each other althoughClearly unplanned was uncannily, givenThe circumstances of its occurrence,Much more I think than justAn extraordinaryCoincidence. And whether or not you’re firmly of theView that fate is actually extant or elseLike numerous other people who’reAgnostically unconvinced aboutThere being an orchestratedDivine hand behind itSimply because itDoesn’t reallyExist, what’s crucially significantI believe, in spite of all that, wasOur unintentional encounterAnd its inherently likelyConsequences. For surely those of themselves are ultimatelyWhat genuinely matters, and what’s moreAre principally the overriding key toWhatever relationship thatMight subsequentlyDevelop betweenYou and me. © Stanley V. Collymore19 August 2013.


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The Epitome Of Rectitude Recognition by your peers, workmates, friends or even familymembers can be and very often is a favourable fillip to one’sself-confidence, personal empowerment or, significantly,the fulfillment of much cherished career ambitions.Acknowledgement however of one’s capabilitiesand the explicit gratitude for them by thosewho freely and selflessly annunciatethem is correspondingly an evengreater achievement. And you Debbie have not only impeccably realized themall, thanks to your consummate skill, professionalismand unblemished sense of duty at all times, but alsoand most importantly as well have achievedthis through your caring and empatheticnature, itself juxtaposed with amatured, composed andcompassionatehumanity! Stanley Collymore


The Exciting Debut, Nikita Of A Mutual And MeaningfulFriendship By Stanley Collymore In the strictest sense of the genuine meaning of the word anditself linked with any realistic conceivability that you andI are essentially complete strangers to each other Nikita,and for the recognizably simple reason of us havingonly been conscious about the existence of eachother, and subsequent to that communicatedwith one another only through the various correspondenceswe voluntarily engaged in, and doing so in accordancewith the general instructions specifically stipulatedby the Storywrite: literary and short stories and,equally so, the All Poetry: exclusively poetry,hosting sites which we're both members of. And as a direct consequence of this particularlyspontaneous but, all the same, a most genialassociation constructed in accordance ofthis contextual situation the requisitemechanisms for us as we availablyand beneficially took to utilizingthe highly effective forums ofthese two select and fittingplatforms to valuably airand also constructivelynurture our personal,short stories, andexceedingly aswell thoughtprovokingpoems. And it's primarily because of this, in effect somethingthat fundamentally began its existence in the mostancillary of circumstances, that this intriguingkinship, and in partnership with it, the trulyamazing stirrings of what could possibly


turn out to be the intuitive cannonade,the expectant antecedent and the formal foundationof a very encouraging, significantly stimulatingand a decisively rewarding friendship couldbe positively born, and in the succeedingprocess resourcefully develop a highlyconsuming intoxication of its own.But a more realistic deduction isthat whatever, and particularlyif anything substantive doestranspire from the airing ofthese wilder speculations,that such an analysis willinitially in all probabilityand tangibly be wholly,shrewdly and skilfullyconducted on a long-distance, singly andinformative basis. © Stanley V. Collymore6 November 2017. Author's Comments:In the rather twisted, delusional, utterly self-serving, attention seeking andarrogant world that many across the globe have not only asininely created forthemselves but also and especially so in the so-called western world likewiseensconced themselves in, friendship, and I'm specifically referring to genuinefriendship and not the idiotically contrived kind of perverse relationshipsmasquerading as what they patently are not, and into which many andincreasingly by the day numerous people rather dimwittedly, for there is no othermore fitting terminology to employ with such morons, happily, and seeminglycontentedly in the process, ensconce themselves in. Now that's all well and good some people might argue, and I curiously agree aslong as those who are directly involved objectively keep this kind of behaviour tothemselves and don't consciously or indirectly undertake to impact negativelywith their nonsenses on the lives of others who in turn knowingly don't want tobe a part of what they're doing, and worst still odiously proselytizing. But sadlyand most unfortunately this very often is not the case.


Meanwhile, added to this inimical equation is the glaring fact that in the 21stCentury, significant numbers of people everywhere globally have lost the art,assuming of course that they were either gifted with or had sensibly acquiredsuch a thing in the first place, of skilfully, articulately and constructivelycommunicating with other people and through this process garnering the socialskills, knowledge, objectivity and the necessary confidence to successfullyembark on new and particularly meaningful relationships of any kind. And what's more, and something that in its very nature is both inimical andequally soul destroying in all this and especially for those who genuinely in astate of open-mindedness in their approach to new friendships and consequentlyapproach their induction and do so not with an iota of an ulterior motive,invariably find themselves idiotically and quite often even malevolently, inresponse, on the receiving end of those with the most spurious of motives, thatin the most half-baked of situations are direly employed against them. As for myself I never give such numbskulls the chance of acting in such anuntoward manner towards me and when I act, having given the situationsignificant thought in the first place as in everything that I do, I make myintentions unambiguously clear so that there's no possible likelihood, howeverremotely so, of any misunderstanding on the part of the other person or personsthat I'm dealing with. And it's with this well-established criterion on my part, and one that's well andtruly tested and has been for several decades now and still ongoing that Imeticulously always put into operation when thinking of or in actual termsembarking on any possible meaningful or otherwise substantial friendship, aswholly distinct from acquaintanceships that are as distinctly removed from eachother as night is from day. So to this end I've decided to pen and dedicate thisarticle and its attendant poem as a pleasant surprise to Nikita Ghosh whose firstname appears in the title of both the article and poem. Stanley Collymore


The Exemplary Embodiment Of The Best Of LibraryPractices! By Stanley Collymore You're evidently efficient, praiseworthily pleasant and mostaccommodatingly approachable; constituting, in theprocess of all this, those delightful and humancharacteristics that additionally comprisethe purposeful and attractive embodiment of everythingthat a perspective and truly worthy of that positionlibrarian indispensably needs to have in the vitaljob that you're engaged in, with consummatehumanity and humility. And consequentlyit's hopefully expected that you'll carryon in the same pre-eminent fashion,impeccably professional standardand outstanding tradition as that of what the majority, thoughit's rather obvious and sadly so to those with observanteyes to see not all of them, of your other remarkablecolleagues at Horsham Library are themselvesdoing. And in appreciative admiration ofyou and them I sincerely say to you:"Interea locutus est Deus et utbenedicat est bonum opus! " © Stanley V. Collymore4 July 2017. Author's Remarks:With an alarming and most virulent intensity the young in Britain are consistentlyattacked by the elderly, cap-doffing to their purported social superiors andtoadying sycophants as well as similarly vigorously too by all manner of quitesickeningly social-climbing collaborators and absolutely self-serving, mainstreammedia conspirators in conjunction with the usual plethora of "privilegedelite" morons, who frankly are either individually or collectively in noposition whatsoever to throw the first stone at anyone, and particularly sounwarrantedly at others, and most specifically the young, who resolutely refuseto even contemplate let alone actually seek to behave in the characteristically


odious manner in which their elders are behaving. A situation that's both contemptuously and offensively consistent in its deeplyingrained and deliberately practised hypocrisy and proliferating double standardsthat none among these by no means imaginable older, elderly and supposedlyparagons of virtue envisage life should be like, and consequentlycharacteristically do their utmost best to ensure that it is, regardless of howinimical and immoral their perfidious actions are to the society or community inwhich they're living specifically, or the rest of humanity generally. And it accounts for why I've written this particular poem as a tribute not only tothis specific Horsham, West Sussex, England, charming young lady traineelibrarian but also in grateful appreciation of and expressive commendation to allthe several millions of, I'm completely sure, likeminded vibrantly young,comprehensively energetic and thoroughly altruistically minded citizens acrossthe entire United Kingdom, as well as globally, who're astutely and beneficiallydoing everything that they can, as well as know that needs to be taken on, toeffectively make this world that we conjointly live in an infinitely better place notjust for themselves but also everyone who's entirely deserving of thatphilanthropic consideration. And therefore to all young people everywhere, and most particularly of thecalibre of this Horsham young lady, but not only in my country Britain, I bothwholeheartedly extend as well as send you my very best wishes and sincerestcongratulations. Stanley Collymore


The Existential Fear Of Terrorism Usefully Incited ByRegimes Whose Business Is Terrorism! By Stanley Collymore The existential fear of terrorism wilfully, cynicallyand sadistically created by the very same sponsorsof terrorism who assuredly know that financiallyand in numerous other ways they'll massivelybenefit from their murderous and persistentlyutilized hegemonic foreign terrorist foraysis a burden that the dim-witted, gullible,or the easily manipulated and populistmorons of Britain, the remainder ofthe European Union and the USA regard as somethingthat they in their pernicious contagion of rapturousignorance must clearly, preparedly and blissfullyunremittingly endure, and notwithstanding theknown consequences of it all, since obviouslythey've been there before, rather unconscionablyfeel that they have to continue with all the samedishonest and lying shenanigans as the pricethey have to pay in the name of western-style democracy, imperialism and, ofcourse, the American led, toadyingUnited Kingdom and EuropeanUnion coupled with the bulliedUN's General Assembly andSecurity Council's backedUnited States delusionalperception of its ownand western, whiteCaucasian abidingexceptionalism! © Stanley V. Collymore21 May 2016. Author's Remarks:


Rank stupidity and an abysmally low personal self-worth most markedly so in thecase of significant numbers of Britons among the privileged classes and thosewho are of an older age in terms of the former's underlings at having lost anempire and still looking for a role to play; comprehensively ignorant in all theircases of the fact that empires come and they do eventually go. But havingdeluded themselves individually as well as collectively and for so long that suchan inevitability would never happen to their precious Blighty as the sun wouldnever dare set on their priceless empire, when that "impossibility" didactually occur these same morons were quite naturally left stranded and utterlybewildered as they still are at what precisely to do with themselves other thanembarrassingly, though left with no other choice, if they still delusionally wantedto portray Britain as a world power than play second fiddle to the incomingupstart and new bully on the block the United States of America, anamalgamation of Britain's former colonial entities. And all this coupled with the manifest awareness that many of thesecontemporary wannabe imperialists and colonialists are completely ill-informedand additionally miserly lack either the foresight or the ability let alone theincentive to alter their psychological and highly debilitating situation; and it's notrocket science to deduce why so many of them like numerous numbers of theirfellow westerners are as pig-ignorant as they evidently are; and correspondinglyso easily manipulated by their criminally disposed politicians and terroristwestern leaders. Stanley Collymore


The Existential Fear Of Terrorism! By Stanley Collymore The existential fear of terrorism wilfully, cynicallyand sadistically created by the very same sponsorsof terrorism who assuredly know that financiallyand in numerous other ways they'll massivelybenefit from their murderous and persistentlyutilized hegemonic foreign terrorist foraysis a burden that the dim-witted, gullible,or the easily manipulated and populistmorons of Britain, the remainder ofthe European Union and the USA regard as somethingthat they in their pernicious contagion of rapturousignorance must clearly, preparedly and blissfullyunremittingly endure, and notwithstanding theknown consequences of it all, since obviouslythey've been there before, rather unconscionablyfeel that they have to continue with all the samedishonest and lying shenanigans as the pricethey have to pay in the name of western-style democracy, imperialism and, ofcourse, the American led, toadyingUnited Kingdom and EuropeanUnion coupled with the bulliedUN's General Assembly andSecurity Council's backedUnited States delusionalperception of its ownand western, whiteCaucasian abidingexceptionalism! © Stanley V. Collymore21 May 2016. Author's Remarks:Rank stupidity and an abysmally low personal self-worth most markedly so in thecase of significant numbers of Britons among the privileged classes and those


The Eye Of The Storm You came wholly unexpectedly into my life doing sowith the force of a major hurricane that thoroughlydislocated the highly disciplined and wellordered world I’d scrupulously planned, built,nurtured and had subsequently surroundedmyself with, creating in the processhuge panic and a sense of deepconsternation within me; becausemy much valued independencewas now for the first timeever genuinelythreatened. A situation made all the more alarming for mebecause the ensuing conflict that was engendered,and of which you were undoubtedly the solitarycatalyst, had become one of very powerful forcesintrepidly striving to gain the ascendency over theother in the ultimate decision as to whether ornot you were allowed to stay in my life orelse be forcibly driven out completelyfrom the arena of my privatedomain. It’s a dilemma whichthere’s no easy solution foruntil I know preciselywhere I standwith you! Stanley Collymore


The Failed Resolve To Keep Promised New YearResolutions By Stanley Collymore Another year unwaveringly beckons with yet morehopes entertained and pledges given, as weresimilarly promised in previous years, ofa brand new start in the offing,rekindling in the process the ritual act of deludingyourself that there’ll be seismic and rathermeaningful changes undertaken inattitude and personal standards of behaviour whereyou’re concerned; and not least so because thenecessary avoidance of past and markedlyfailed practices conducted by you needto be finally and suitably addressed,having themselves been totallyacknowledged on your partand their basic solutionsaccordingly and mostdiligently learned. Yet knowing full well, as you embark on this mostpersonal and seemingly serious endeavour, thatultimately the eventual outcome of yourdecision will unvaryingly as well asnoticeably be the same as that of earlier years:moral aspirations and their practical applicationsexpediently dwarfed and decidedly derailedby selfish ambitions that as before you’llartfully but defensively use to wily defer andplace any semblance of a genuine transition,relative to the requirements of your realpriorities, firmly on the backburnerof convenient choice and delay;just as with consummatepredictability, insincerity anda casual shrug of your shouldersignifying well what does


it really matter as whotruly cares, youhabitually doeach andeveryyear! © Stanley V. Collymore15 December 2013. Remarks:Like confetti liberally, instinctively and even thoughtlessly at times strewn at thenewly weds during an after wedding ceremony most New Year resolutions thatare consciously made can be said to fit easily into the same category; anevaluation noticeably reinforced when, like the aforementioned confetti with theirfunction of sportive adornment having been ephemerally fulfilled they are thensubsequently subjected to laying trampled under feet and on the ground,discarded and quickly forgotten about. Curiously, how long do your New Year resolutions actually last? Or do yousensibly refrain from making promises even to yourself let alone others that youeither know for certain or possibly feel deep inside that you can’t for whateverreasons honestly keep? Have an eventful 2014 and here’s wishing you everything that you truly deserve. Stanley Collymore


The Good Riddance That Should Have Been But SadlyDidn't Materialize! By Stanley Collymore Poland always was and in the 21st Century is still a vile, Nazifascist cesspit. And I'm mortified, that my father and otherslike him risked their lives, and with some of them actuallydying in the process to save Poland's undeserving, racistand ungrateful ass. These ethical, thoroughly altruisticand commendable human beings, and outstandinglycourageous fighters for freedom, on this occasionought never in my straightforward opinion, haveever intervened, and not just simply in WorldWar II, but any war on Poland's behalf; butinstead should've coolly stood back in this World WarII scenario and with studied, rapt and apt admirationdesired for Third Reich Germany to have removedthis abomination of a country called Poland andits equally loathsome population permanentlyoff the face of this Earth! For democracy toPoland then, in 1939, was and remains inthe 21st Century comparable to and alsoas genuinely achievable a conceptionamong Poles, from all conceivablebackgrounds, and across everycontinuum of Polish societyuniversally as the curse ofpervasively deep-seatedpaedophilia is, to thepositive welfare ofvery innocent andvulnerable children; andthose with even a half-functioning brain intheir cranium, willundoubtedly, I'msure of it, knowwhat I mean.


© Stanley V. Collymore28 July 2017. Author's Remarks:So what the world was effectively presented with when Britain declared war onGermany in 1939 on the self-righteous pretexts, that it falsely and overtlyproclaimed, was in reality nothing more, or less, than a concertedly Machiavellianand self-interestedly created and assiduously implemented "pre-emptive,self-defence mechanism" to safeguard the prestige of it retaining a globalempire, as well as physically protecting its own ass! For there was nothing, at all, that was either political or ideologically different inthe mindset between Germany's Third Reich leaders and those who controlledand ran Britain. As it was obvious, as night follows day, that everyone fromprominent members of the British Royal Family right down to the manifestlybrutish scum that comprised Oswald Mosley's private army of sadistic enforcerswere dye-in-the wold Nazis, fascists or both; and that the British aristocracy wasliterally infested and crawling with them. And how very ironic, and as wellpatently dishonest, all of this was, in that Winston Churchill: unbelievably hailed,promoted and proselytized as "Britain's greatest human being" ever -and each time that I'm enforced to hear that mantra repeated I silently andrisibly ponder, knowing Churchill's reprehensible and well-document personal andpolitical record that demarcates nothing honourable about this presumed humanbeing, who on earth then would these unmistakeably poorly informed or elseutterly disingenuous British morons, clamorous in his praise, regard as the worstof their kind? - was a life-long ardent and committed eugenicist; the samenoxious creed which Nazism emanates from; and in Winston Churchill's case wasthat man who openly favoured the compulsory sterilization of significant sectionsof the British working classes as well as Plebeian perceived whites - other thanthose obviously needed to cater to the wanton needs of their presumed"social betters", and therefore act as a foremost disincentive to themfrom ever aspiring to be, as well as physically and psychologically preclude themfrom marrying and, God forbid, ever breeding with and thus contaminating theUK's aristocracy and those who, predictably like Winston Churchill himself,automatically judged themselves to be to the Manor Born. And it's patently obvious, as night follows day, that while there are overwhelmingnumbers of whites who're completely pig-ignorant of the real causes thatinitiated and subsequently reinforced Europe's holocaust or additionally even thetruthful consequences that stemmed from it - as apart from the intentionallyfabricated, frenetically propagandized, as well as the zealously adhered to and


stimulatively proselytized versions of the above that are themselves ardentlytreasured by those who are assiduously and self-servingly promoting them - andin absolute terms from the innate and vigorously executed barbarism exclusivelyexhibited by white Europeans, and furthermore quite erroneously anddangerously assuming or essentially believing that Europe's overblown holocaustwas simply a one-off situation; and additionally in their appalling ignorancefinding themselves totally unaware that this European holocaust was in essenceGermany's third, in a relatively short while and in the space of just 25 years,following the commencement of the 20th Century. The two others that Germany premeditatedly carried out beforehand, both ofthem occurring in Germany's then African colony of Southwest Africa, now in the21st Century the sovereign and independent UN member nation of Namibia,where during Germany's imperialistic and utterly barbarous rule of that Africanterritory some 90% of its indigenous population: made up of the Herero andNamaqua peoples, were quite calculatedly, systematically, systemically andgenocidally wiped out. In what was clearly a benchmark exercise and thepremeditated prelude to what, in only a few years afterwards, would be devilishlyand just as calamitously be similarly embarked on throughout the entirety ofmainland Europe. Notwithstanding its odious, awful and criminal atrocities in Southwest AfricaGermany, which didn't make any apology for them until 2004 and even thengrudgingly so, has stated publicly that it has no intention of compensating thedescendants of those, in what's now independent Namibia, who managed tosurvive the two 20th century holocausts in Southwest Africa that preceded byalmost 30 years the one that Germany later, with its Axis allies, carried out inEurope. And what's more post World War II made to feel absolutely guilt-riddenfor its murderous escapades by the victorious Allies in conjunction with theadorning of itself in sackcloth and ashes as it still well into the 21st centuryflagellates itself for what it did to other European whites in the form of YiddishJews and no one else among the millions of other victims it brutalized, Germanyin marked contrast to the contemptuous, hypocritical and double-standardsattitudes that it holds towards the Namibian people nevertheless 72 years afterWorld War II ended seemingly has no problems whatsoever in providing abottomless pit of ever boosted financial and other material compensation in aEuropean holocaust scam, racket and a concerted carpet bagging financialindustry to the Middle Eastern interloping and Palestinian genocide entity ofYidland, and doing so in a manifestly bogus enterprise that this enormous andongoing financial outlay on Germany's part, and well into the 21st Century, issomehow for the sole benefit of Europe's holocaust survived Yids. Theoverwhelming majority of whom are dead anyway while the miniscule remaining


number of them are well into their old age and have been complaining like othersfor decades that very little of the billions that Germany sycophantically pays out,and has done so ever since the war ended, has ever reached and still to this daydoesn't do so the needs of the very people for whom it was supposedlydesignated, while in marked contrast the billions shelled out by Germany, andwhich is totally complicit in this odious charade, is massively hogged by the Nazi-Zionist, holocaust-industry enterprise that controls Yidland. Similarly, no compensation has been made by Britain and the host of otherEuropean slave owning countries in relation to the Transatlantic Slave Trade andspecifically the Caribbean element of it; but they too like Germany have noqualms in Yidland fraudulently on behalf of European Yids, among all of the otherEuropean holocaust victims, receiving these vast and ongoing sums of moneylong after World War II has ended. And the only compensation directly related tothe Caribbean Slave Trade was that which was handsomely paid out to the slaveowners, and amounting in today's terms to Trillions of Pound Sterling, for havinglost, these slave owners, their chattel, in other words, property as Black slaveswere deemed to be, and in tandem with that what Haiti was enforcedly made topay to France well into the start of the 21st century for having the nerve toliberate itself from French slavery of the people of that Caribbean island. An enforcement that was made possible by Britain, France and the newlyindependent and fledgling Rogue State USA blockading the island and effectivelystarving its inhabitants. A sick principle that France then adopted in relation to its"liberated" Black African colonies, that despite being supposedlyindependent and sovereign nations are as I write on the 21st August 2017 stillpaying massive amounts of reparations to France for the dubious privilege ofFrance granting them their "independence" And this utterly sickmindset was driven first in Haiti's case by Britain, France and ironicallyindependent and fledging Rogue State USA, having also fought for itsindependence but from Britain, utterly petrified that the Haiti example ofliberating itself would set a bad example as well as a dangerous precedent, if notbrutally, heavy-handedly and quite barbarically stopped by these whiteimperialist and colonialist entities, to other enslaved lands. And, in effect, it'sclear that nothing has changed in the 21st century as far as these loathsomewhite supremacists are concerned. Slavery may have officially gone but themethods and objectives by these western entities and their collaborators are stillthe same as when slavery existed. And so for Poland, significant swathes of whose territory like Prussia and theSudetenland for example were formerly German, and with Poland itself alongwith Ukraine and other Eastern European countries deeply involved in Europe's


holocaust to in the 21st Century be asking for compensation, as if the clownswho run that place think everyone out here has short attention spans or lostmemories, while acting as if Poles and Poland were the victims of World War IIrather being the loathsome Nazi and fascist collaborators and perpetrators thatthey actually were truly beggars belief, as well as makes a completely mockeryof both justice and common sense. Accounting for why I don't see Poland ashaving been a victim of either World War II or Europe's odious holocaust, anymore than I would consider the members of a feral household kicking the shitsout of each other while likewise known to be a complete bane to and a recurrentpain in the ass of their decent neighbours as any business of mine. And for meserves as proof positive why I profoundly, unreservedly and unapologeticallythink that my Dad, other Barbadians and Caribbeans alike ought not to havegotten involved in that barbarous, lunatic and undeniably internecine Europeanwar, and particularly so with the jackboot of Britain's own barbarism thrust ontotheir necks at home in the West Indies, vaingloriously referred to as World II,when in actuality it was significantly a murderous Eurocentric affair conductedthis time largely at home in Europe instead of, as was the customary remit ofthese white and despicable barbarians, in the hapless Global South. Stanley Collymore


The Greatest Stimulus To Self-Confidence Is HonestyWith One’s Self! Though you assume the right to moan often butusually in private about the difficulties youregularly face the stark and challengingtruth is that you seldom, if ever, likeso many others do rarely bother toscrutinize the possibilities of why thesedifficulties are there in the first placeand, as such, thoughtlessly rule outthe legitimate likelihood that youand your activities might verywell be the magnet if not thematerial catalyst of many ofyour pressing concerns.And so it isn’t thatdifficult to fullyappreciatewhy. Home truths like awkward relations whom youdon’t much care for but quite reluctantly,embarrassingly and perhaps evenpainfully are forced to grudgingly recognizeas very much a part of you, although youwouldn’t contemplate let alone freelymake a point of advertising that fact,are nevertheless things that yousimply can’t or shouldn’t tryto wistfully wish awayand pretend theydon’t exist. For to persistently live a significant lielong-term, while secretly dreading theprospect of exposure, carries with iton being eventually found outthe far greater risks of ultimatehumiliation and certain rejection


at the hands of those that youeither foolishly or elsenaively endeavourat all costs toplease. So why not aspire instead to be your true selfat all times, and rather than timidly oreven sycophantically seeking toplease others who you think you must impress;pandering continuously to their every whimand fancy while inwardly deliberatelyignoring or failing to heed the signsthat on their part their loyalty toyou, if such a commoditydoes exist, is ephemeral at best andwithout any bonds of consistency;that what in effect you should bedoing is to impress upon everyone,whether they genuinely care foryou or not, to either accept orreject you as you are, wartsand all, rather than willinglybeing complicit with anyof them in what, afterall, could very wellpresage your veryown inevitableand perhapslong-termruin! Stanley Collymore


The Height Of Folly How stupid can you be? In a hotel where smoking guestsare overwhelmingly catered for and 99% of the entirehotel is given over to them, you deliberately comeinto the small non-smoking area, sit down, seeno ashtrays around, which to any sensible personought to have been a dead give away, get up,go into the smoking area, fetchan ashtray from there and then returnimmediately to the non-smoking area to foul theair there; as well as inconvenience and moreimportantly put at risk the lives of eachnon-smoker present, including thatof my own with your damnedobnoxious habit! Howbloody stupid and arrogantcan one get? And did you expecttoo that I would simply sit there,passively allow this to happenand do nothing to prevent it?For if you did then, asyou were found out,you were badlymistaken! © Stanley V. Collymore3 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


The Idiots Charter For Uk National Security, CourtesyOf Andrew Parker Head Of Mi5 By Stanley Collymore In all probability it wasn’t us Brits that createdand first implemented the distinctly wellknown phenomenon of Divide andRule – although unquestionably we’vebeen its principal beneficiaries – that unwarrantedlyand unjustly criticizingly, from our imperialistperspective, has been unfairly characterizedas infamous by some while in markedcontrast, and most rejuvenative inits organizational process, is unequivocally andbeneficially embraced by the overwhelmingmajority of white Caucasians, foremostamong whom are us, the white andgenuinely indigenous Britons,as the determining factorin our accomplishedand extensivesuccess. Then there are others globally, of course; significantlyso our valuable Useful Idiots who thankfully thinklike us, happily do our bidding and willinglyservice our every demand of them as theyacknowledge and readily accept howvitally important it is for us: firstin terms of the ongoing developmentof Britain itself as a major western nationand thereafter as a crucial conduit for us, themeans of divide and rule, in determinedlyupholding the proud, unconquerableand truly unsurpassed spirit thatindomitably mastermindedfrom our British islandhome what by far hasbeen the greatest


empire, whichthe world hastruthfullyknown. And most characteristically and vitally so for our resurgentand ongoing global power in the 21st Century has clearlyenabled our unsurpassable spy agencies that skilfullyunmasked, with the covert help of the barbaric andprofoundly autocratic Bantu Saudis and the NaziZionist, yiddish apartheid Israelis, the non-existent weapons of Mass Destructionthat treacherous dictator SaddamHussein: a former but turnedrenegade friend of ours, had purposely intended tounleash within 45 minutes his perniciouslydeadly arsenal of WMDs on all of us, adastardly plot we cleverly thwarted;and now he’s dead! But there arestill other threats and troublingchallenges out there that wemust uncompromisingly frustrate and conquerand why it is that the UK urgently needs tohave in place a Snooper’s Charter! Whosays this? Andrew Parker, whose MI5and sister agency MI6 gave us, rethe illegal Iraq War, that nowinfamous, outright lyingand the 2003 casusbelli dodgydossier. © Stanley V. Collymore21 September 2015. Stanley Collymore


The Illogicality Of Commonsense By Stanley Collymore At first I wasn’t in the least interested in you.But then, why should I be? You, after all,are an unmarried and out-of-work mumjust turned 23 and, additionally andquite evidently in the general mixof things and significantly forme, the single parent toa five year old son. On the other hand I’m much older thanyou; am mutually and longstandinglydivorced with no dependentchildren to take care of or seriouslyworry about as they’re all now adults intheir own right; and who furthermorehave voluntarily and with my fullblessing vacated their parentalhome to creditably createproductive and verysuccessful livesof their own. Smoothing the progression to a relished andeven selfish situation on my part, as youcan clearly see, where I’m entirelyfree without the obligatoryfamilial responsibilitiesI previously had: challenging yet delightfullyrewarding as these were, to now possessand thoroughly enjoy the satisfactoryand even perfect life I happilyhave and can comfortablyas well afford to lead. Or worst luck, were this not so, find myselfseductively entreated by and even possiblysuccumbing to the unrelenting forces


of unwarranted encumbrances oremotional complications, that were I notto strictly maintain my vigilance or beresolutely level-headed enoughconcerning such matters thatrealistically could disastrously affect meromantically, emotionally or even financiallyand thus proscribe my ability to pre-emptivelyand resourcefully head them off before they stepin and, unfortunately for me, irreparably ruinthe solace, peace of mind and the generalcontentment with life which I have,would unquestionably, I must confess,be nothing less than an out andout major catastrophe! So why then, other than by virtue of temporaryinsanity, should I perversely risk any or allthat I’ve diligently worked for in life andfortunately have for someone like you, whomoreover is half my age, has nothing comparablein exchange to offer me, and whose personal lifeat twenty three has only just begun – even thoughit’s been copiously littered, fraught with andpunctuated by numerous contradictions,life-changing mistakes: some of them avoidablyso but nevertheless dare-deviledly embarkedupon by you and thoughtlessly broughtupon yourself; or come to thatill-judgements galore? While in marked contrast my life: very organized,considerably experienced and cerebrally thoughtout, couldn’t be any more different from yours. Andwhile too, sensibly, pragmatically and using everyadjectival definition that I can think of to bolsterthis opinion of you and confidently reassuremyself you’re undeniably the wrongwoman for me, why then is commonsense,notwithstanding all this and with its characteristicallyroutine and punctiliously active participation ineverything that I do; now choosing instead


to deliberately take a backseat in thissingular confrontation betweenmy heart and my head? © Stanley V. Collymore7 April 2013. Stanley Collymore


The Immolation Of Jess Phillips And The TorturingCastration And Disembowelment Of Tom Watson! By Stanley Collymore She's no flaming Joan of Arc for sure is Jess Phillipsnor even a piss poor replica of Boadicea cometo it although she would dearly love to beclassified as both or at least one of them.What however she is, and at her verybest, is a delusional, psychopathicsociopath entangled with all thevile characteristics of an utterlydemented and psychotic Rosemary West. Andquite predictably for a Dyke driven and bi-sexual gender woman-cum-man theconstituents of the BirminghamYardley constituency mightcare to know that theirpsychologically unhingedMP characteristically for herand her unbalanced mentalsituation has additionally for strictlypublic consumption reasons onher part and clearly not forlove or passionate affairsof the heart decided toconveniently adornherself with theutterly requisitebut even so non-descript andthoroughlycomplianthusband. Just as she's schemingly and purposely chosenas her political abettor and close companionin calumny, back-stabbing and loathsometreachery in relation to Jeremy Corbyn


someone who likewise though clearlyalso revolting in nature isn't himselfhowever actually up to the odiouscalibre or the splenetic characterof the compulsively attentionseeking dross, nor for that matter the Reality TVand its attendant fantasy world fascination thattransparently constitute the heavenly blissof the patently manic nerd Jess Phillips.Nevertheless this classical misfit ofhumanity has favourably foundwhat she had been earnestlylooking for as her politicalbastion and Useful Idiot: ansimilarly effeminate and Queer proneman personified in the detectablyunimpressive representation,and not dissimilar from therepresentation of her ownhusband, of the prizedmoron, unforgettablesimpleton, and theDeputy Leaderof the LabourParty TomWatson! © more22August 2016. Author's Remarks:In all my work which I've individually created and choose to post I make a pointof giving an analysis of what I've done and represent this either as my personalremarks or appropriate comments. On this one occasion I will make an exceptionand insert into what I've done in relation to this poem and its attendant articlethe precise words of Jess Phillips and Tom Watson to exemplify the point I'mmaking in this specific work of mine. And here there are; first those of JessPhillips. "Jeremy [Corbyn] is not a good leader and not because he's a man. Hisbiggest problem is that he's not me. And that's why if Jeremy wins the current


leadership contest I will be making a leadership challenge the very day of hisvictory. Furthermore I'm prepared if necessary to stand in up to five leadershipchallenges. Every couple of months if that's what it takes. "Of course I shall learn from Angela Eagle's mistake of doing a completelyshit job launching a coup. For instance, I will try to come up with some actualideas and policies beforehand, instead of simply standing in an embarrassinglyempty room and waving my hands about. However, like Angela I recognize theimportance of making exaggerated claims of abuse from Corbyn supportingterrorist rabble thugs. And along with the fact that I'm not Jeremy or a man thiswill be the main plank of my leadership campaign. I may also make light of malesuicide as I've done on previous occasions." Told of Jess Phillips' plans this is what Tom Watson the Deputy Leader of theLabour Party had to say. "I welcome Jess Phillips commitment to overthrowing the democraticallyelected leader of the Labour Party if that leader is Jeremy Corbyn. Democracy isalright I suppose, but if the Labour membership keeps voting for the wrongcandidate then we'll make them vote again and again until eventually theychoose the correct leader; basically anyone who doesn't actually have Labourvalues." There you have it then. And these are the democrats and caring constituencyMPs, they'll have you believe, and who want to run Britain, doing so they claim ina more democratic and responsible manner than allegedly Jeremy Corby woulddo. Or as I or any other sensible individual capable of thinking for ourselves willsee and clearly recognize these Labtories for what they are, essentially nothingmore or less than graspingly avaricious lowlife scum whom you're welcome to ifyou can't honestly see through them. Finally, this is my uncompromising take on the entire situation. Speak softly andalways carry a big stick! Furthermore, when someone individually or personscollectively premeditatedly, malevolently, earnestly, intentionally, willingly ordeleteriously get in your way whatever the circumstances are or the anticipatedoutcome from any unwarranted confrontation with you and speculated on byeither side turns out to be, you MUST act! As Jeremy Corbyn's supporters areunapologetically doing in his case. That's the lesson I grew up with from my earliest childhood and fortunately forme coincides with the sensible philosophy and erudite genius of the Germanswhom I immensely admire, deeply and enduring respect and have lived amongst


for the past 36 years. Stanley Collymore


The Incomparable Emily Thornberry - Labour Mp ForIslington South And Finsbury By Stanley Collymore Exceedingly bright, of which there's absolutely no doubtwhatsoever, and thoroughly refreshingly modern too inoutlook, and this in marked contrast to your averageand supposedly contemporary House of CommonsMP or House of Lords politician blissfully living,as they're evidently resistant to change, in thedark ages of a bygone political and social era.Proficiently enlightened in your views andactions and complementarily gifted witha God-given, naturally appealing and amost positively communicable charm:all embracing and solidly reinforcedby an irrefutably and fundamentalgrace that's characteristically and permanently emblematicof what unquestionably a particularly intelligent lady, inevery affirmative perception and connotation of thatword and who, moreover, is dazzlingly competentin everything she knowingly embarks upon; andwithout any invented airs or graces simply andexpertly, as is her wont, ingeniously gets onwith the job in hand. And quite noticeablytoo, all this against an amazingly robustbackdrop of effervescent charm and ariveting and scintillating personality,the person whom this poem wasconceived for and specificallywritten and is now enthusiasticallydedicated, is the inimitable EmilyThornberry: loyal Labour Partymember and the unselfishlyhard-working and shrewdMP for Islington Southand Finsbury. A mostdelightfully, in thebargain, entirely


spell-bindinglyalluring, andenthrallingwoman! © Stanley V. Collymore15 June 2017. Author's Remarks.This poem specifically written for and dedicated to Emily Thornberry, the BritishHouse of Commons MP for the constituency of Islington South and Finsbury inLondon, is all the same a deeply personal as well as a permanent tribute to eachand every loyal and conscientious parliamentary Labour Party member whoassiduously endeavours with every conscionable sinew of integrity in their bodiesto unswervingly work in the best interests of as well as carry out their legal andethical responsibilities as elected MPs, consistently and unshakably in the bestinterests of ALL of their constituents, without any bigoted or discriminatoryagendas on their part regardless of who these members of our electorate, as istheir democratic and constitutional right, chose to vote for; and, of course, in theprocess of this professional and principled stance also doing what's best for theoverall well-being and benefit of our collective homeland Britain. A salutary lesson of what democracy and political maturity is undoubtedly allabout, that firmly resonates with people like me and is profusely perceptible inthe honest opinions and trusted actions of Emily Thornberry MP. Stanley Collymore


The Incomparable Lady Whom I Dearly Love AndAppreciatively And Proudly Call Mum! By Stanley Collymore Thanks for giving birth to me; and if perchance thatwasn't what actually happened and consequently,as I see it, regrettably for me you couldn't haveattained the personal and deserved status ofbeing my biological mother thanks all thesame for what indisputably you cleverly,diligently, efficiently and altruisticallyassumed, scrupulously embarked onand totally achieved, in what wereperceptibly specific circumstances, a committedlydecided upon remit of being the next best thingto actually conceiving me. And doing so in aresolute manner that could only have beenso comprehensively, consummately andconstructively undertaken by someonewho not only gamely but also quitedeservingly and enduringly fallsinto that exclusively illustriouscategory of being absolutelythe most sincerely commendable parentand mother that any child, and mostnotably someone like me, couldexpectantly have aspired tohaving and, what's morefortunately and mostgratifyingly in theprocess as wellthen managedto procure! © Stanley V. Collymore3 March 2016. Stanley Collymore


The Inebriate Pragmatist Some people drink to drown their sorrows, others toboost their shattered self-confidence; you howeverdo so because the alcohol is freely available,there’s plenty of it and, significantly, youlike drinking for its own sake. Therefore,one doesn’t get from you any cantor concocted excuses for youralcoholic pastime. If onlymore boozers were ashonest as you are! © Stanley V. Collymore10 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


The Inner Me Let me take you to a placeWhere wishes are madeAnd dreams come true;It’s called my heartAnd is waitingFor you! Stanley Collymore


The Inscrutable Mindset Of The Upper Class, BritishBrood Mare! By Stanley Collymore You cannot possibly have fallen in love with me, could you?For why on earth would you want to go and do somethingas daft as that, particularly when I'm so obviously outof your league? Let's face facts; you're a cultured,university-educated and, if you don't mind mysaying so, a highly sophisticated and veryknowledgeable woman of the world.Furthermore, you easily move in all theright circles, something that evidentlyI don't and can't imagine with mybackground that I'd ever beallowed to; and I'm quitesure neither can you.So why then, would you want to expend theeffort; and most intriguingly what couldpossibly have possessed you to embarkon essentially wasting your valuabletime on someone who, in yoursocietal terms, is so patientlyunsuitable for you as Iclearly am? It really doespuzzle me, and logicallymakes no sense atall you mustagree. Unless, that is, it's a piece of purported rough in theshape of me that you're after, to help break thewearisome monotony coupled with theoverarching sense of an enervatinglack of purpose that you regularlyexperience, and which jointlyand individually are inescapable parts of yourupper class life that from birth you've beensteadfastly conditioned to, meticulously


prepared for and most assiduouslygroomed, at least publicly so, foryour principal and, it wouldappear, only meaningfulroles in your high-societylife - that of being the upper class andunquestioning child-producingmother first and foremostand secondarily a wife,destined in accordance with well-establishedhereditary and familial demands to be theindispensable and coveted brood maredutifully prepared to produce therequisite and compulsory heirand, additionally as well,the expected andstandby spare. Other than that you're absolutely at liberty,it seems, to have and also pleasurably enjoyto the fullest all the lascivious and unbridledcarnal fun you want with anyone, and thatincludes me - provided, of course, it'sdiscreetly and clandestinely done.Perfectly straightforward andunambiguously explicit. Sowhat then, tell me, haslove got any thingto do with it? © Stanley V. Collymore6 July 2014. Author's Remarks:Rampant classism coupled with a virulent and clandestine culture of eugenics areendemic to and very much embedded in the psyche of the British upper class,the country's aristocracy and most certainly so the British Royalty, its hangers-onand the political and economic establishments that self-servingly and evenobsequiously support them. This poem was largely inspired by Charlotte a former student of mine who


subsequently became and is still a close friend. Charlotte's background couldn'thave been any more aristocratic than it was if either she or anyone else for thatmatter had wanted or tried to make it so; and in conversations I had with her Iwas left in no doubt that academically clever and highly intelligent as sheevidently was, Charlotte had been conditioned from birth to unquestioninglyaccepting and not challenging in any way the private life style that her parentsand those around them had determinedly mapped out for her and naturallyexpected her to conform to. Although I could see it was a massive mistake on the part of this utterlycharming and bright young lady to passively submit to what was expected of herI none the less studiously resisted all likely attempts on my part to interfere inwhat I saw and appreciated as Charlotte's private life, respecting her inalienableright to make up her mind how she wanted to live her life; even if that outcomewas heavily influenced by her parents, other family members, hers or theirfriends. However, when she asked me for my advice, fully cognisant that previously inour conversations I wasn't forthcoming with any of my own, I asked her if shereally wanted to hear my honest opinion; and when she said yes I wasaccordingly polite but unstintingly forthright in what I had to say to her.Interestingly enough, Charlotte wasn't in the least taken aback by anything Isaid, appeared to accept my opinion and most significantly seemed particularlyrelieved that I'd given it. The upshot of which was that Charlotte resolved toimmediately change not only her life's expectations but essentially as well setabout dismantling in the process those which her parents, other family membersand friends had formulated for her and expected her to consent to. Fortified with this new assurance in herself she resolutely informed the principalplaymakers in her life of her changed plans and courageously embarked onthem; finding true love in the process with a man whose background was asdifferent from hers as it could possibly get, but who fully cognisant not only of hisreciprocal love for Charlotte and the huge societal sacrifice she'd made on hisbehalf, manfully stepped up to the plate and thoroughly justified the explicit faiththat Charlotte had place in him emotionally, lovingly and in terms of enhancinghis previously unspectacular work career. Five years have elapsed since all this happened; Charlotte and her young manhave meanwhile got married, are in a state of marital bliss, and are planning afamily of their own. Additionally, broken fences between the married pair andCharlotte's own family have also been repaired largely due to the resolutenessthat Charlotte showed from the outset of her landmark decision that she was


never going back to her former familial life style, and the eventual recognitionand full acceptance by her family members and erstwhile friends that she meantevery word of what she'd said. A situation amieloratively eased by Charlotte's father. Of all his children Charlottehad always been his favourite and the apple of his eye and the grim prospect ofhim losing her forever and never ever getting the opportunity to know hisgrandchildren by her troubled him immensely he later confessed to her. So thesensible and only practical solution to permanently forestalling that was tohonourably bury the hatchet on their differences, which thankfully was done. Now I'm not naïve, have never been and don't envisage any situation where I willever allow myself to be subjugated by such a puerile mindset, and consequentlywhat I may have intentionally assisted Charlotte in satisfactorily accomplishing, Idon't necessarily hold out as a panacea for everyone that find themselves insimilar circumstances or who may have an identical familial background. Old habits are extremely hard to break, and in Britain where the transparentlydetrimental - unless of course you're a complete nerd and absolutely incapable ofnoticing this - but nevertheless idiotically perceived and exceptionalist practice ofclassism is profoundly ingrained, it will, in my honest view, require a colossal,commitedly collaborative and ongoing undertaking to efficiently and permanentlyeradicate it. Not at all an easy task considering the significant support, across theboard, that classism openly, tacitly and even subconsciously enjoys within Britishsociety. So where do I stand on all this? If that isn't obvious by now - and it should havebeen - then let me unapologetically, unambiguously and emphatically state thatI'm a committed meritocrat that firmly believe that one's personal ability - andnot an accident of birth, so-called social background or their familial standing orsocietal connections - should be the sole determinant factor in one's success andongoing progress. Of course human beings not being perfect there'll beaberrations to this procedure; but these should be the exceptions rather thanbeing the norm. And while every society will and must have its owndistinguishing hierarchy this must equally be based on the principle ofmeritocracy and NOT hereditary exclusivity - or in blunt terms who yourbiological mother or alleged father actually fucked with! So let's hope that Charlotte's story is a shot across the appropriate bows! Stanley Collymore


The Jess Phillips Phenomenon - Slime Masking As AHealing Lotion! By Stanley Collymore Only those who're psychologically lumbered with thiscurse, for that in reality is what it is, would knowwhat it actually feels like not simply to be anordinary idiot but crucially also a purblindone like Jess Phillips for example, andfor whom it's patently obvious toanyone with a half-functioningbrain, or who unlike the braying jackassJess Phillips isn't thoroughly insane,that intelligence, commonsenseand reason are alien factorsto people like her andconsequently in theirdiscernibly pathetic and utterlymindboggling, puerile existenceare certainly characteristicsthat aren't exigent in anyrelation to how thesemorons ravishinglygo about feedingan uncontrolledirresponsibility. A wholly delusional and essentially too a fantasyreality TV world which is unmistakably theirpermanent domain, and where quite franklyanything that even remotely smacks ofprinciples, an estimable value systemor basically just common-o-gardenintegrity is impossible for the JessPhillips of this world to comprehend andconsequently is promptly treated withthe utmost suspicion, a consummatedisdain and an intense and entirelyundisguised hostility of the kind


that's unequivocally prevalentin their sordidly deleteriousconniving and maliciousactions against Jeremy Corbyn; and thusmanifestly and quite unsurprisinglywith their odious sort becomestheir recognized trade markand status quo situation.But how I earnestlywish that instead of the haplessgrouse it was these lowlifescum like Jess Phillipsand her throng whowere calculatedlysubjected to anauthoritativelyapproved ofbi-annualhuntingseason! © Stanley V. Collymore12 August 2016. Author's remarks:There's an old moralistic and evidently sensible, for transparently obviousreasons, saying that those who as a consequence of their own deliberate,unthinking and downright stupid actions find themselves in a massive andcalamitous hole of their own choosing and making should immediately stop thedigging they are carrying on with. An intelligent conclusion, one would havethought, to readily suss out and competently implement if the person concernedhas even a half-functioning brain lodged in their cranium that's physicallyembedded between their ears. A pretty straightforward state of affairs for the likes of you and me, not that I'msuggesting we would have allowed ourselves to ever be in such a dire situation inthe first place. But clearly definitively inured and blissfully happy with thismorons, risibly pathetic clowns, ludicrously obsessive attention seekers,profoundly ingrained and dysfunctional incompetents while individually andcollectively characteristically comprising a consummate array of human detritus,look no further than the novice - this lowlife nonentity only entered parliament


for the very first time after the 2015 British General Elections - BirminghamYardley MP Jess Phillips! Stanley Collymore


The Lady Called Charlotte By Stanley Collymore Physically you're undeniably a very attractiveyoung lady, and to even the most casual ofobservers or the amateur admirer, letalone a very seasoned connoisseurof the female anatomy like me,it's quite evidently a preciseand an unbiased reasoneddeduction that's indeedbeyond any question. But in addition to this rather appealing andmanifestly incomparable elucidation ofyour natural and exquisite beauty,there's a delectably infectiouscharm and cultured dignityregarding you Charlotte -mutually commendingvirtues which aren't that easy to overlookor that one would capriciously dare todisdain; and themselves brilliantlyjuxtaposed with an absolutelymesmerizing, superbly eye-catching and discerniblycharismatic personalitygenerously nurturedby an informative,deeply ingrained,unmistakeablyinspiring anda noticeably,distinctiveintellect byyou, LadyCharlotte! © Stanley V. Collymore6 September 2017.


Author's Remarks:For some people there are multiple occasions when it occurs while for others justthe infrequent chance or rare opportunity when, invariably and whollyunexpectedly, those affected pleasurably find themselves encountering situationsthat involve other persons or things which instantaneously for them, andsubsequently ongoing in that same procedural vein, generate and inevitably havea thoroughly exciting, as well as a durably unalterable impact of a hugelybeneficial nature and likewise on an imperturbably monumental scale on thefortunate beneficiary of that precise and rewarding encounter. And there's nothing that could be more honestly and gratefully said in thatparticular respect than to truthfully verbalize the circumstances surrounding thatmost auspiciously enlivening and unforgettable encounter involving yourselfCharlotte! Stanley Collymore


The Lowlife Labtory Scum Purging Principled JeremyCorbyn’s Voting Supporters. By Stanley Collymore We joined the Labour Party, even though at heartwe’re dyed in the wool Tories, since we knewfrom the very start, that despite being firstrate scum and incontrovertibly theslime balls as you’ve probablyguessed by now and furthermore will mostcertainly and analytically agree that weare, it was noticeably clear that notall of our sort could realisticallyor properly be accommodatedin the unmistakably valued,amazingly inspiring andengrossing ranks ofa totally alluringConservativeNazi Party. So here we are bold as brass and quite delightfullyas Labtory infiltrators and carpetbaggers totallybeside ourselves with glee as we happilykick the sorry asses of traditional andconscientious members of whatunsurprisingly we derisively,quite disapprovingly, wilfully and most assuredlysee as the old-fashioned socialist, very passéand 20th Century fascinated Labour Party.You know what I mean - loving yourfellow man and all that completelydemeaning stuff; and as if thatof itself wasn’t bad enough being expected tooto be absolutely civilized to immigrants –well I ask you – instead of just simplyand without any fuss debarring allof them from our country and, asis quite customary and most


economically beneficialfor us, self-servinglyexploiting them ofcourse in theircountries. And that’s why it’s absolutely imperative for us asthe sworn defenders who’re also quite privilegedto be acknowledged as the incumbent, valuedand hierarchical members of our augustbody, and loyally endowed with thehallowed trust of our LabtoryPlutocracy, to affirm, and not in the leasttroublingly so, that having from thevery outset fully embraced thisquite amazing phenomenonof Labtoryism, and eversince then have repeatedly, proudly,and unquestioningly been rathersupportive of it as undeniablywe still are; consequently itshould be no surprise toanyone that, now asthen, our personalsentiments haveclearly stayedthe same. Constant not only in our inmost admirationfor and devotion towards this remarkablyimpressive wonder of Labtoryism butalso intensely inspired by the utter,astoundingly self-serving, mostamazing to survey and theunrelentingly get filthy rich state of mind andself-individualism of our charismatic leader,mentor and mass murderer Tony Blair;the deliberate fiscal corruption deftlyengineered by him, and with histimely departure obedientlycarried on by his mostobliging and of one


mind, agreeablepatsy GordonBrown. The Blair and Brown wilful actions of collaborativeand individual public office malfeasance, and theramifications of these, encompassing the banks,their bailouts and public lending procedures,the “miracle cure” of quantitative easing,the wholesale sell-off of our publicutilities to corporate friends andcampaign donors along withother national assets ofours to dubious and blatant tax dodgers. The furtiveprivatization of the NHS let’s not forget and, asit happens, our illegal mass murdering warwith Iraq and the occupation of thatcountry; disastrous for the Iraqisof course but financially quiteprofitable, as it rightly should be for usthat must all be seen for what theytruly are: seminal achievementsin our contemporary history,and British enterprise at itsvery best, plus a worthycause for celebration;not doleful regretsor chest-beatinglamentations! So carefully bearing in mind everything that’s beenpreviously and proudly said we Labtories wouldhave to be absolutely brain-dead to willinglysurrender most or even all of what we’vedeceitfully obtained over the years toLeftists like Jeremy Corbyn, whomoreover would adamantly never consider,even for a solitary moment, appeasing anyof us let alone ever choose to become amember of our Labtory movement.For clean as a whistle and muchtoo principled by far for the


good of us, Jeremy doesknow the meaningof the wordprobity.Instinctively accepts his solemn obligationsto all the people in the North IslingtonConstituency that elected him to theHouse of Commons and just asconscientiously honourablyputs these into effect. Actions whichmake us Labtory parliamentarianslook extremely bad politicallyand, naturally worrisomely,wondering what on earthnext will he ominouslyunleash from withinhis ethical and clearlyeffective armoury -proscribing, Godforbid, everysnout in thetroughMP? A hopeless case then from our perspective isJeremy Corbyn and, if you were to ask us,undoubtedly the wrong man for the joband not at all suitable to be the leaderof the Labour party. And while itmight seemingly and disturbingly appear tous and at first glance be plausibly gaugedas an imponderable quest to more orless be embarking on: attemptingto dilute or actually stem thesurging flow of JeremyCorbyn’s enormous support; even so asredoubtable adherents of our LabtoryPhilosophy we must for that reasonemphatically reject this sproutingexcess of illusory leftist notionsthat could unavoidably andcalamitously lure us into


passively settling forwhat’s essentiallya false senseof security. Such a response, and one hardly worth thinkingof, would be completely uncharacteristic ofthe mettle of us Laborties; however if itwere to be left totally unchallengedcould in time decidedly sow theseeds of an acquiescent andeventually as well anenfeebling and paralysing defeatism with allthe inherent dangers therein of a nascentrebellion swiftly developing withinour Labtory ranks on the crassassumption that we can’t contain JeremyCorbyn and therefore we must dealwith him. That’s totally absurd,as there’re ways and meansof successfully stoppinghim – distasteful it’strue, but hugelyeffective allthe same! So under the banner of “no surrender” and with ourprominent mentors and distinguished mass murderersTony Blair and Gordon Brown leading the chargein this endeavour, we’ll unashamedly resort togood old-fashioned skulduggery and rig thevoting system by purging the contestof thousands of Jeremy Corbyn’ssupporters then publicly and dishonestly claimthey’re either entryists or else don’t share theaims and values of the Labour Party andthus without fuss closing the door tothem; while in the interim quitecriminally nobbling JeremyCorbyn’s excellent chances of winning fairand square and, what’s more, paving theway for one of the three nonentities:


Liz Kendall, Yvette Cooper andAndy Burnham, all of themLabtories and similarly inthis Labour leadershipcompetition, beingfalsely declared bythat “apotheosisof democraticprinciples” HarrietHarman, as the newand undisputedleader of theLabourParty. © Stanley V. Collymore1 September 2015. Author’s Remarks:It has come to a fine pass, hasn’t it, when the unmistakable integrity ofgenuinely principled members of any society but specifically for the purposes ofthis poem British society, and irrespective of whatever walk of life that theseindividuals come from: the ubiquitously social, educational, economic, religiousor political, or the ethical values that they regard as precious and hold dear,rather than witnessing these said values embraced by others within their sharedcommunities, proudly celebrated for what they clearly are, and furthermore areboth encouragingly and warmly welcomed with open arms by them,disappointingly it must be said the upholders of such values invariably discoverthat they’re not! But instead are quite bizarrely, fraudulently and, frankly, totally and mostunconscionably instinctively treated by the powers that be, the so-calledmainstream media and their plethora of brain-dead, dim-witted, very easily andrecurrently manipulated camp followers within the public arena as if these liveparagons of virtue in our communities and the moral principles that theyvenerate and amply subscribe to are effectively the composite embodiment ofthe real live villains of the peace, the fulcrum as well as the very essence ofrecidivist criminality at large, and moreover that the genuine standard bearers ofthese values are persons that most perfidiously and inescapably if not stoppedwill constitute a gross, progressively enduring and a distinctly profoundlydetrimental threat to every worthwhile aspect of our collective society.


When in actuality they quite evidently are not; wouldn’t remotely in a month ofSundays ever contemplate becoming so or want to be such; and most definitely,other than in the fanciful, twisted or malevolent imaginations of those who’reperversely sick in the head and deviously haven’t these peoples’ best interests atheart, don’t represent any of those ignoble things. Yet quite ironically, and most incredibly so, discernibly and insidiously evil massmurderers, endemic and compulsive perpetrators of war crimes and crimesagainst humanity, activities that are themselves then grievously compounded bythe quite indefatigably and scrupulously serviced interests of contemporary andinvasive acts of venal piracy conducted self-servingly by hubristic narcissistswhose superseding motivation for carrying out these heinous acts of criminalityare principally their own and those of their One Percent puppet masters. Resulting in needless but nevertheless carefully orchestrated and destructivewars which the loathsome likes of British prime ministers Tony Blair, GordonBrown and David Cameron together with their political, Civil Service and Ministryof Defence acolytes and coordinated by Britain’s intelligence services and specialforces like the SAS have and still infernally wage in the Global South andwherever else that it’s financially profitable for them to, and with impunity, carryon doing so no matter what conscionable folk in their own country think aboutthese discernible actions of state terrorism. And notwithstanding that and additionally the distinctly irreparable harm anddevastation that these activities have intentionally caused to these effectedcountries and their populations and continue to do so, most astoundingly it’sthese utterly reprehensible and diabolical specimens of humanity: unequivocallylowlife scum like Tony Blair, Gordon Brown, Alistair Campbell, David Miliband, thedetestable dwarf George Robertson, Margaret Beckett, blind twit David Blunkett,testosterone impacted Liz Kendall, repulsive House Nigger Chuka Umunna, spacecadet Andy Burnham, wishy-washy Yvette Cooper, and Paedophile InformationExchange welcoming Harriet Harman, for example, on behalf of the Labtories;David Cameron, Philip Hammond, Michael Fallon, Oliver Letwin, Ian DuncanSmith, Theresa May, of course, and the remainder of their neoliberal, KKKaffiliated lynch mob Tories linked unsurprisingly and wholly enthusiastically withthe guaranteed unstinting and ever supportive complicity of their mainstreammedia embedded Useful Idiot stenographers and loquacious pundits that reliablychurn out the totally corrupt and mendacious narratives that these present dayNazis, Fascists and Zionist markedly depend upon for their very existence, whileat the same time creating a state of affairs that’s completely at odds with reality;and to me it’s absolutely reprehensible that in noticeably marked contrast to the


deeply “reviled” paragons of virtue in our societies like Jeremy Corbyn forexample, it’s these sewer rats and odious slime balls who’re the ones that arerecurrently given profuse media space and unstinting access to public platformsto air their racist, xenophobic and essentially neoliberal agendas that usuallydon’t work and in the rare instances that they do the benefits accrued from themaren’t intended for or do they go to the likes of you or me – oh no - but insteadare specifically earmarked for these privileged pimps and their boss men andwomen that comprise the One Percent. Contemptible narratives which have become not only widely accepted as theGospel truth by considerable sections of our intellectually strangulated andpersistently manipulated public as inspirational traits to be fulsomely revered,embraced and wholeheartedly emulated but quite sickeningly too is now officialgovernment orthodoxy. And given this status by criminals that should legally belanguishing in jail for their wrongdoings and not traversing our country or therest of the world at will with their government endorsed impunity to do so;illegitimately making huge amounts of money in kickbacks and lucrative nest eggremuneration in relation to their actions, while in office, of public servicemalfeasance; and disdainfully sticking two fingers up at the rest of us as they taxfree and in typical tax-evasion fashion laughingly and cheerfully salt these awayin numbered accounts in overseas tax havens, quite frankly simply pisses me off!How about you? Stanley Collymore


The Lustful Burden Of Love! Don’t tell me; you’ve fallen in love again andthis time it’s for real! How many times haveI previously heard from you that same oldand unconvincing spiel? And whenwill you ever learn not to confuse lovewith lust, as time and time again youmiserably fail to distinguish theone from the other or fullyacknowledge that thetwo aren’t by anymeans one andthe same? Lust, let me candidly spell it out for you,is the process where you do absolutelynothing at all to even remotely suppress theunbridled sexual urges that wantonly andlasciviously assail your yearning bodyas one would circumspectly expectyou to do; love, however, whileevidently recognizing andcertainly willing to enjoy these state-of-affairs as well, nevertheless enjoinsitself in a more dignified anderudite manner than lustis either capable ofor could evermuster. For although the carnal fascination,coital intentions and bonking routinesare unmistakably the same with love asthey obviously are with lust and prevalentlythere, lust’s only aspirations are distinctlyimpermanent, short lived and offerno commitment at all, let’s be perfectlyclear; while for its part the emphasisof love is to secure a freehold ofthe chosen object’s heart and


what’s more do so ona committed andestablishedbasis. © Stanley more27 January 2014. Comment:In our contemporary, western society where the expertise of wooing is a dyingskill, leg-overs are considered far more interesting and important than leg-upsand as such made more welcome, and a well-placed knee slotted seductivelybetween the thighs and complemented by an ostentatious grab of the buttocks,fondling of inviting tits an a concerted thrust of the tongue down the recipient’seager throat are now the customary mode of initial introductions betweenprevious strangers to each other and bizarrely and quite delusionarilymisrepresented as what realistically they inconceivably can never be; it’s hardlysurprising then that for sometime now, and significantly too at an alarming pace,what has resulted is a society largely comprised of dysfunctional oiks. Oiks vainly searching amidst their “how’s your father” escapades leading tosexual encounters that are seldom if ever earth shattering in nature, and whichin turn give rise to the participants finding themselves either caught up oractively involved in serial acts of infidelity as they desperately embark on theirfruitless search for the elusive Holy Grail of Love is sadly all too commonplace. All the same I’d like to dedicate this poem to Ulrika Jonsson, Nigella Lawson, thelate Jimmy Savile, Paddy Ashdown, Simon Cowell, Senator John McCain,Françoise Hollande and several others, including the many cuckolders and theiroffspring ignorant of their situation, who quite literally provided me with theinspiration to write it but who are far too numerous to mention here. Thank youall! Stanley Collymore


The Luxury Of Hindsight! Would I really want to change anythingif I had the chance to live my life all over again? Myhonest answer, with the full benefit of hindsight, is yes -I most certainly would! For there’s the egalitarian periodI went through, thinking that all I ever had to do -apart from being responsible and good - was tobe my usual self with others; and, therefore,they’d not only understand but, moreimportantly, appreciate as wellthe human side of me:the inner man. But this approach, alas, didn’t work; and that trusting andnaive phase of my developing, adult life was thankfullyshort-lived. A time when it seemed quite obviousto me that I was the only one who was alwaysprepared to give while getting littleor nothing back in return. Yet thisdiscrepancy came not fromcasual strangers whoI’d met, as one would normallyexpect, but overwhelmingly from thosewho’d seek me out - ostensibly, withno regret, to be the unwitting target oftheir contrived game. Simpletons?Or, more sinisterly, minds thatwere unhinged or, evenworse, irrevocablyderanged? Nevertheless, I took a long, hard look at myself and decidedthere and then: that from that moment onwards I’d neverknowingly allow either my abilities or ambitions toever again be circumscribed or nullified by thecynical and selfish whims of women or menwith parochial attitudes and jingoisticminds; or brains - it must be said - ifpreviously they ever existed,were long since dead!


I was, after all, a free spirit: relatively wise, gifted and endowedwith an astute mind and sound intelligence; none of which I wasprepared to forfeit or willingly compromise. Consequently,I was determined that should I ever become personallyinvolved again with someone of the opposite sex, thevery essence of that quest would specifically be tofind a partner of the cerebral kind: a genuinelydiscerning female with interests well beyond the latestbanal TV soaps or fashion catalogues, with whom Icould conduct a dialogue of substance; and notforever be immersed in a diatribe of facilediscourse born of untutored thoughts:themselves reinforced by latentxenophobia and ignorance. It’s not as if the mating game or selfish and unthinking procreation- alas now rife - have suddenly and inexplicably become a majorpriority for me; let alone my sole remit in life. For what Ivalue most of all in any relationship - great or small -are trust, respect, loyalty and genuine friendship:a sincere compact of lasting characteristics,which for me mean a great deal morethan just hopping into bed at every turnor given opportunity with which I’m fed,to cover some compliant female: whose glaringinadequacies and striking ambivalence about herown sexuality and what she genuinely wants from lifeare a thinking man’s graveyard; and very often, as well,the Genesis of immeasurable impending disappointments,unmitigating disasters and, unsurprisingly, unrelenting strife. Therefore, whichever of the groupings you opt to fall into: myimplacable enemy or devoted friend; it’s against this backdrop,and it alone, that any objective judgements of me shouldbe honed and ultimately depend - not based on idlespeculation or wild, subjective perceptionsgleaned from cursory snapshotsfashioned arbitrarily that bear no true resemblance to thisman you see, and whose ethical benchmark is his veryown. Its moral standards set by him alone and notdevised or influenced in any way, either by the


actions of others or what they have to say. Stanley Collymore


The Marital Bond! By Stanley Collymore The dawning of the upcoming day will joyouslyfor us herald in an altogether new beginning inour individual and collective lives; for what’snow indeed tomorrow and readily concededas the imminent future will then certainlybe the visible appearance of the present,signifying the inauguration and legalconsolidation of a new and eagerly lookingforward to relationship in our combinedand reciprocally committed to eachother marital life; that of a keenlyamorous, forever considerateand committedly, beyondany doubt, affectionateat all times husbandand most worthilyromantic and, ofcourse, lovinghusband andgorgeouswife! © Stanley V. Collymore21 October 2015. Author’s Comments:There’s a wise Barbadian saying that creatively put – what other method is therein well-educated Barbados? – humorously but equally eruditely states that theardent Beau chases the cautious Belle until she eventually decides it’s time tocatch him. Well you know full well what I’m referring to the both of you, for theenergy jointly created by you as well as the combustion generated between youtwo is considerably much more than what’s required to keep any national grid:electricity or of any other kind, running if not in perpetuity then at least fordecades to come (smile) . Anyway, we all of us on both sides of your families most categorically join


together in congratulating you Louise: my truly adorable Barbadian cousin andGoddaughter and also you Heinz, my superbly brilliant, you always reminded methat you were anyway (smile) German, former university student – don’t forgetthough the discounted price, as you’ll soon be officially family now, that weagreed on, for my saying the above in relation to your brilliance and which youcan now pay into my personal overseas bank account whose number I gave toyou (laugh) . Seriously though, your predictable – no puns from you young man for that’s myjob - engagement was a great source of joy to me, all of those who’re closelyconnected to you and I’m absolutely certain too, as she freely confessed to methat it was, Louise as well. So naturally, we’re all geared up for and eagerlyanticipating the event itself and also the energetic celebrations that inevitablyand most welcomingly will undoubtedly provide the rewarding focus of yourupcoming and from the rest of us very supportive and festive wedding. All the best to you Heinz and Louise! Superfluously reminding you, but I’ll say itnevertheless, that your forthcoming marital union couldn’t have happened to anicer and more deserving couple. And personally I can’t wait to be there! In themeantime, this poem: “The Marital Bond” is specifically written for and dedicatedto you. Stanley Collymore


The Merited Moral Remembrance Of The WilfullyMassacred Residents Of Grenfell Tower By Stanley Collymore There're no words, however fluently or graphically expressed,that can truly describe the excruciating anguish gruesomelycompounded by the dreadful horror that was graphicallyexperienced by those that were unnecessarily but, allthe same, calculatedly forced to die in the GrenfellTower Inferno, relative to what they physicallyand psychologically endured during the finalhour and minutes of their existence whenit became noticeably obvious to them,that they were going to die in themost horrendous manner likelyto be suffered by any ill-fatedand wretched human being.Innocent and inestimable lives to all their dear onesand close friends now callously and forever cutshort by means of the studiously pre-plannedand energetically conjoined exertions of aborough council that fanatically, raciallyand socially, despicably abrogated itslegal and ethical responsibilities ofcare towards those that are now,because of its derisive actions,dead; have additionally alsomorphed into, and becomethe mysteriously missing, orindifferently displaced, bywhat has so disastrouslyand horrendously beenso sickeningly visitedon them - from theirdeeply established,securely knit andinterdependentlocally basedcommunity.


A purposely conceived and concertedly executed"accident" that although determinedly long inthe planning, none the less, was expectantly,impatiently and obsessively longed for bythose waiting in the wings and who hadthemselves appreciatively initiated it,to permit it to actually happen; andnow as expected in all its distressing apprehensionultimately brought to fruition as the world, andnot just Britain, was shockingly forced to see,as the instantaneous and utterly devastatingconsequences of this indubitably criminalculpability, but nevertheless guaranteedMetropolitan Police together with theDepartment of Public Prosecutions(DPP) prearranged, prosecutorialimmunity clandestinely grantedas per usual to Kensington andChelsea Borough Council; an overall act ofcriminality which is itself still purposelyconjoined with the habitual unyieldingreassurance of Britain's Nazi-Zionistcorresponding racist, Tory regime'scompletest supporting of togetherwith an unwavering doctrinaireprotection of the Conservativerun London borough councilof Kensington and Chelsea'sinflexibly committed to anddistinctly demographicallytotalitarian German ThirdReich inspired ethnic andsocial cleansing policies. © Stanley V. Collymore29 June 2017. Author's Remarks:And accounts for how local government authorities like Kensington and ChelseaBorough Council in avid conjunction and collaboration with their likeminedly


doctrinaire, hubristically and patronizingly disposed, closely knit and evenincestuously endemically embroiled private sector accomplices in concertedlyexercised acts of premeditated criminal culpability can quite literally andcompletely uncaringly get away with whatever criminal activity they eitherindividually or more usually collectively decide to engage in; including acts likecorporate mass murder as we've all graphically evidenced in the case of GrenfellTower, instinctively knowing that there'll be an official and distinctly lying cover-up if things do go dramatically and publicly wrong for them, but all the sameunder any of their wilfully criminal circumstances they'll absolutely andunaccountably get away with whatever they've done. The classic whitewash inmore ways than one! Cognizant too, and all of the time, that they'll be effectively buttressed on thatfront by consummate braindead idiots within the British police forces, and in thisspecific case the Metropolitan Police Force - no stranger itself to institutionalizedracism and rampant public office malfeasance - like Commander - of whatexactly beats me, unless it's rank stupidity and unintelligible, intellectuallychallenged sycophancy - STUART CUNDY, whose body language totallycontradicts the words he mechanically pukes out of his mouth whenever hespeaks, and like his police colleagues in the Hillsborough catastrophe were quitewilling to and actually did do in carrying out a massive cover-up of whatgenuinely happened then, and which Stuart Cundy, no lessons learnt by him forthe simple reason that he evidently hasn't the intellectual acumen or thecapability to do so, is in the case of the Grenfell Tower Inferno mass murdersidiotically, as is his wont, trying to insultingly and similarly emulate. Thankfully though those involved in trying to get real justice for the victims ofthe Grenfell Tower Inferno aren't prepared to take this public office malfeasancewilful abuse of power by the likes of Stuart Cundy lying down nor, for thatmatter, will they wait nearly three decades, as the Hillsborough campaignerswere forced to do, to eventually see the first vestiges of light on the way to themultimately achieving real and substantive justice for their dearly beloved and nowenforcedly departed ones properly undertaken and ultimately done. And franklyand completely unapologetically, I'm 1000% in my committed support of them. Stanley Collymore


The Miracle Of That Very First Christmas By Stanley Collymore Pubescent in years she’s known to be engaged to a manseveral years older than she is. Meanwhile she getspregnant though not by the man she betrothedto, and what’s more she audaciously tellshim this all happened in mysteriouscircumstances which she can’texplain or even fathomout how she ever gotpregnant in thefirst place. But all the same she expects her fiancé to accepther innocence in what has taken place andunquestioningly take her at her word.Rather trustingly, although understandablyat first perplexed about his fiancée’scondition, her partner doeseverything she persuasively asks of himbecause he loves and trusts her, ensuring in the processthat an otherwise predictable scandal in the makingand the inevitable social ostracism of his youngbride to be by their community, were he toroundly reject her, is swiftly nipped inthe bud and instantly averted. Luckily as it turned out for this young woman andfortunately too for humanity as a whole and theworld at large her fiancé did believe herimplausible story; the resultantoutcome of that momentous decision being that the child sheeventually bore within the love of their unshakable unitycoupled with the bizarre circumstances in which theyfound themselves, not only became a truly iconicfigure and universal celebrity in his own rightbut significantly as well, throughout theensuing centuries that followed hiscontentious birth and the historic


martyrdom that climaxed hisdeath, a spiritual redeemerand lasting inspirationto mankind generallyand Christiansspecifically. Thankfully the genesis of all that occurred millennia ago, forit’s a given even in the 21st Century: an enlightened era asit’s hailed to be, if such an occurrence did happen forthe first time today, or in anyway were simply torepeat itself in accordance with what transpired all thattime before, no one would ever believe a word of it;with the man in question branded a groomerof underage girls and a paedophile; pilloried, prosecutedand imprisoned, knowing full well from his prisoncell that his pregnant partner for her outrageousclaim that hers is a virgin pregnancy wouldbe publicly lambasted as a shameless hussy andan unmarried mum; have her son taken into care or justlabelled as a fantasist at best; and at worst spitefullydammed and instantly dismissed as a barefacedliar and a calculating trollop out to get whatpublicity she could for her appallingnotoriety, while determinedlyintent on capitalizing onit to feather her ownnest financially. © Stanley V. Collymore12 December 2013. Commentary:Let me make it perfectly and unequivocally clear that paedophilia asetymologically defined and legally proscribed by the laws of the UK and those ofall other civilized countries globally I’ve always found to be totally abhorrent,which is an adherence that’s steadfast for me and that nothing will ever changein that regard. That said I have a similar and implacable abhorrence and utter detestation for aswell as a determined aversion to mindless vigilantes. People who’re oftentroublesomely intellectually challenged; instinctively feral in character and


disposition; easily lead, because they’re wholly incapable of thinking forthemselves and so become easy prey for those with vested interests andpernicious agendas of their own to fulfil who know this and therefore are welldisposed to eagerly manipulating such individuals through their simplistic,invariably misleading but deliberately concocted populist narratives. Credulous persons that despite their other myriad failings are also persistent andincorrigible attention seekers who unsurprisingly jump on any available andconvenient bandwagon which they consider is appropriate to adequately facilitatetheir stupidity, deflect attention away from their own miscreant behaviour andquestionable morality, while at the same time hoping that their manipulated andsycophantically subscribed to actions will compensate for their marked lack ofpersonal judgment and self worth. The sort of mindless morons for example whose command and comprehension ofthe English Language, even though it’s supposedly their native tongue, are sopoor that they’re wholly incapable of distinguishing the difference between apaedophile and a paediatrician, with several tragic instances recorded of innocentmembers of the latter profession having been gratuitously attacked, seriouslyinjured and even forced to move home by viscous and baying mobs of so-calledanti-paedophile vigilantes descending on them for the sins of actual or perceivedpaedophiles. Curiously enough, from my perspective, the predatory shark feeding frenzy thatinstantaneously erupts within significant sections of British society each time analleged incident of paedophilia or some other associated “crime” is reported inthe media is to say the least particularly worrisome, bearing in mind the realityand social acceptability of marital unions between older men and much youngerfemales, the betrothal of infants, particularly among Europe’s royalty andaristocracy, that were acts replete across global cultures and societies in thepast, and in 2013, a trend that significantly developed and intensified in the 20thCentury and shows no signs whatsoever of letting up, is a commonplace featureand popular preference exercised nowadays by markedly older woman in theirrelentless search for generally perceived to be more virile and much youngermen. And let’s not forget that as late as the 19th Century in Britain it was also sociallyacceptable an entrenched practice as well for lords of English manors wheneverone of their peasant, usually farm workers on their huge estates, got married,permission this specific lord of the manor had to grant them before they wereallowed to do so, that the bride in question on her wedding night had anobligation, which neither she nor her husband could duck out of or had any legal


recourse to prevent, that expressly determined she had had to sexually spendthe time directly after her wedding, and that included her entire wedding nightand however much longer after that the said lord of this manor dictated withhim, with the ritual and one could say classic obsequiousness of her bridegroomphysically taking his bride to the home of the man that would cover her asbreeders do with horses. Which makes a complete mockery in my view of these obsessive andpredominantly English ancestry searches nowadays by Britons researching theiralleged family trees, since by the time these brides were handed back to theirlawful husbands they were invariably pregnant by their permitted seducer, andno amount of enthusiastic covering of their own which was subsequently carriedout by these respective husband was going to diminish in any way or alter theindisputable fact that the children their wives bore, initially at any rate, andwhich they then took on the role of father to weren’t their own, no matter howmuch they deluded themselves, wished it to be, and even accepted it asotherwise than what it really was. Logically in any progressively minded society situations and attitudes are meantto change for the better and enlightened individuals, regardless of howentrenched these social customs or cultural conventions were, sensibly acceptthat they must go and as a result do everything in their power to ably assist thisprocess. And the sexual, marital and conjugal relationships between ostensiblymatured adults, of whatever gender, and legally acknowledged underage minorshowever physically developed these boys or girls are or how sexually aware theyappear to be must rightfully in my opinion be socially circumscribed and thetransgressors legally punished. But playing Devil’s Advocate here despite being a committed Christian myself,what’s to stop an outright cynic or atheist from logically asking why doesChristianity specifically and the other sections of the religious world in general,notably so the two monotheistic faiths of Judaism and Islam both of whomrecognize the phenomenal importance of Jesus Christ and his “miraculous” birth,continue to laud not only his earthly works but significantly too the circumstancesof his birth, the latter of which would be routinely condemned and dismissed asabsolutely ludicrous as I said earlier in this piece were it to happen in anycircumstance in the 21st Century? Food for thought, wouldn’t you say? This poem I must point out isn’t something I decided to embark on because it’sChristmas time and therefore felt it incumbent on me to do my bit during theYuletide festival. Far from it, as I’m not a follower and specifically like doing myown thing and that applies equally to Christmas as it does to everything else. But


in 1984 I wrote, produced and directed a quite successful community play usingthis same theme as the core element of that play. The play had a number offavourable and well intentioned reviews and when one of the cast in the know leton that I was in the final stages of expanding the said play into a novel I hadmany enquiries and some very interesting offers to have this novel published. I turned them all down, significantly because I don’t need the money or am Idesperate for the publicity, but principally because when I do have this novel,long completed, eventually published its publication will be on my terms as wellas do full credit to the integrity of my work and what I specifically want toconvey. In the meantime the novel itself and its title, a precautionary measureagainst plagiarism, will remain firmly under wraps until I determine otherwise;and for the time being I’m afraid you’ll have to make do with this much later andcontemporary poem. Happy Christmas and enjoy it in the same spirit which you would wish for otherto extend towards you. Stanley Collymore


The Modern And Meaningless Cult Of Mindless,Western Celebrity Figures By Stanley Collymore Quite seriously what on earth inexplicably conspires to causesupposedly ordinary individuals and even collectively aswell large numbers of people to wantonly dessert allapparent commonsensical notions of behaviourthat one would normally have expected themto indulge in and cheerfully in their placestupidly affix their devoted and clearlycommitted loyalties to the manifestlyostentatiously misleading but all the same alluring mastof the generalized, massively harebrained, customarilycontrived, invariably cynically, and the methodicallymanipulatively orchestrated by others measurablyself-centredly induced versions of what in theirdelusional perceptions ought to establish andconsequently must suit their rather skewedinterpretation of what celebrity status isall about and who accordingly shouldeither appreciatively be permitted tojoin or else be mockingly debarredfrom the ranks of this noticeablyartificial and unscientificallybased observation of theirsas to who is or shouldn'tbe graded as a celebritystatus man or woman? An entirely and unreservedly irrational loss of reasonthat is itself abysmally inculcated and furthermoreintuitively followed up by a mindless and quitenoticeably an explicit and decidedly uncaringunawareness of or else the irresponsible anddeliberate discarding of either all or mostof the tried and tested aspects that havefavourably, genuinely and enduringlystood the rigorous test of time and


in the process of doing so confidently ensured thatthe crucial and salutary interests of all mankindwould be and did substantially stand in goodstead. Or instead, or am I to wonder, oughtthese commendable qualities to now beneedlessly abandoned and no longerdeemed as important assets muchless so be viewed as indispensable ones to theconscientiously ongoing, apt and progressiveenhancement of human kind; while thosewith unintelligibly and unwarrantedlysubstantial influence constantly dotheir level best to either profaneevery thing that's esoteric, orelse transparently resort tocircumscribing anythingthat rewardingly couldbe beneficial to eventhe most obduratelyill-informed mind! © Stanley V. Collymore29 March 2016. Author's Observations:The word celebrity certainly has a long, very old and prestigious pedigree thatgoes back to the Latin word celebritas which was itself derived from an earlierLatin word celeber which was preceded by celebr whose meaning was"frequented or honoured." And down the ages these words passedinto old French as cebebrite, and specifically because of the extremely close andenduring linguistic links which existed and still do between the English languageand French and characteristically cemented primarily as a direct result of the1066 Norman invasion, conquest and settlement first of England and later theentirety of the British Isles the word we're discussing here predictably made itsway into the integrated Anglo-Saxon dialect as celebrity. In contemporary English however the word celebrity commonly refers to afamous person and particularly so someone or persons involved in entertainmentor sport and who are thus regarded as being known of by many people. But whatare the true characteristics either of or correspondingly for the word famous?Interestingly enough no reference in that specific generalization is ever


consciously made about these individuals' intrinsic worth or lack of it as humanbeings, which I would have thought should have been fundamentalcharacteristics that were genuinely requisite for anyone to possess that wasconsidered whoever by as truly worthy of the definitions celebrity and famous. Alas however that certainly isn't the case even when celebrity and famous canboth turn out at times to be a most awkward and even a hugely problematicaldouble-edged sword which can be dreadfully troublesome for those who'redirectly involved. For like the reverse side of a coin famous and celebrity havetheir flipsides as well with the words infamous and non-celebrity firmly embeddedthere and which can and do often sit uneasily and discomfitingly with thefrequent and fatuous acclamation that is profusely and rather unwarrantedlygiven to those who were irresponsibly and brainlessly hailed as incontestablyfamous or eminent celebrity figures. And the name Jimmy Savile immediatelycomes to mind although he was by no means the only such person regrettablystill alive or thankfully dead as he now is that appropriately and unquestionablyfalls into that flawed category, shall we charitably say, of universally applaudedand dementedly lauded famous personalities and celebrities. Even so the fundamental and still unresolved conundrum, although a number ofconjectural hypotheses have at times been put forward for this ongoing state ofaffairs, is precisely why is it that so many people globally, but most particularlyso in the west, are so evidently and intransigently mesmerized by as well asinfernally and addictively hooked on this celebrity status cult obsession ofsignificantly and more often than not exceedingly irrationally hero-worshippingother mortal human beings; and besides doing so unhesitatingly and without asolitary moment's thought or any consideration whatsoever in relation tofactoring into that puerile and unthinking equation of theirs any attentive regardfor the intrinsic human worth or inestimable moral value system or otherwise ofthose whom they've inanely and most self-indulgently placed atop of thepedestals usually built on the shifting sands of populous and capricious publicopinion that they and others have self-satisfyingly erected at the time to theiringlorious but wannabe "immortalized" celebrity heroes? And I ask myself: "How can anyone be so entirely lacking in self-worth thatthe only pride which they think they can realistically achieve and revel in isthrough the deluded notion of hero-worshipping someone else? Acknowledgingthat person's capabilities is one thing but hero-worshipping them to the point ofidiotic fixation? Sorry to disappoint but that doesn't, never has or will it everwork for me! Not even in an inveterately class-obsessed and social climbing, cap-doffing Britain."


Stanley Collymore


The Pain Of Divorce! By Stanley Collymore The uneasy pain of divorceis often mitigated by thegreat relief of knowingthat you've managedto escape the baddecision ofmarriage. © Stanley V. Collymore7 August 2001. Author's Thoughts:Written on the date stated this poem: "The pain of divorce" isdedicated to Kate of Surrey who recently wrote and I quote: "According to a survey, we are supposed to be at our happiest at 39,having a great job, home and soul mate. At 39 I was going through a divorcefrom my "soul mate" after finding out he was having an affair; was ina job I hated and was living in a rented house. Now, several years later, I ammuch happier, with a man who loves me, a job that challenges me and my ownhouse. Happiness cannot be given an age - happiness is found when it is found!" Well said Kate! Stanley Collymore


The Pangs Of Separation I do feel alone but in no way lonely; nevertheless therhythmic balance of assuredness that has alwayscharacterized my life, which I’m openly proudof, and have always quietly but resolutelyencouraged has quite surprisingly beencritically assailed by recent events:not least of them the unforeseenentrance of you into my lifeand in a manner that onlya short while previouslyI would have swornwas practically impossible. Now with forcedcircumstances causing you to be awayfrom me and leaving me here aloneI think of nothing else but you,because I miss you so much.Oh the tortuous pangsof separation! © Stanley V. Collymore20 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


The Perfidious Flight Of The Covert Dyke Queen Bee! By Stanley Collymore I woke up in the middle of the night sweating most profusely,what a dreadful fright, and earnestly sorely wondering whaton earth was going on. For I’d earlier had this quite awfuldream that Jeremy Corbyn was arrested on the specificorders of the British Home Secretary Theresa May.whose ministerial portfolio covers these sorts ofmundane things, for being an illegal migrantliving in Britain and who furthermore hadhad the sheer audacity and the galling temerity tobrazenly stand for and even get himself elected33 years in succession as a most popular MPand, in addition, as we’ve recently seen asundeniably the massively chosen leaderthroughout the Labour movement;disregard the sick, sore losersand Labtory MPs, infectingthe House of Commonswith their presence,in the real BritishLabour Party. His arrest immediately and naturally carried out throughthe courtesy of that ever obliging, criminal and quitesadistically murderous entity known as G4S; that,to put it mildly, are seasoned past masters infelonious activities like this. However, asnormality returned and with it my usualcomposure I gradually realized it wassimply an upsetting dream that had turned intoan alarming nightmare and that probably hadearlier and somewhat unconsciously beentriggered, I dear say, by the distinctlyracist, xenophobic migration speechtied to the mindless self-servingvituperation by Theresa May:the childless: small blessingsshouldn’t ever be ignored,


discernibly testosterone-driven and abhorrentthird gender aspirantfor the top job as leaderof the Tory – forgiveme and I do begyour pardon –Nasty Party! © Stanley V. Collymore7 October 2015. Author’s Remarks:Thank God we have the Conservative Party in Britain and pillocks like TheresaMay in it to keep our minds intelligently and perceptively focused. For withoutthem, obviously sane and intelligent people, of whom there are still some in theUnited Kingdom, could quite despairingly in this overtly racist, xenophobic,delusional, sickening and perverted society called Britain rather inadvertently butunderstandably so given the circumstances they’re daily confronted with, actuallythink they’re going mad like the rest of the British population; which manifestlythey are not! Personally, I’m very partial to ethnic cleansing in Britain provided of course weget rid of the MP scum in all parties, the paedophile practitioners and their Tory,Lib-Dem and Labtory protectors in conjunction with most of the powers that beand the British Establishment for whom such pernicious and sickening activitiesare a rite of passage; while leaving decent human beings, and that includesimmigrants, to carry on developing Britain as it should be; and against all theodds hopefully transform it into a caring, equitable and a truly egalitarian countrythat commands the respect of the rest of the world, and doesn’t have togratuitously and unwarrantedly bomb the shits out of them to make oursanctimonious and hypocritical voices heard. Stanley Collymore


The Political Mood Has Drastically Changed AndMomentum Is Now With Us! By Stanley Collymore For our incomparable leader Mr Jeremy Corbyn – who wedon’t need meaningless or disingenuous titles attachedto him to recognize or accept either his compellingastuteness or his greatness – and with attendantheartfelt sentiments similarly bestowed onall present and prospective members andthe several fully-fledged supporters of Momentum. And toour adversaries, detractors and critics: genuine or simplynaturally delusional, unlike you, we comprehensivelyknow, entirely understand, methodically appreciatewholeheartedly respect, and steadfastly supportwith every fibre of our body the precepts ofgenuine democracy – not the sham miragewhich is passed off by odious charlatansas such – and, importantly too, won’tdepart one solitary iota from any ofthem. And that’s why we’ll eventually win and you,unless you transform your antediluvian, untenable,wholly unlawful and quite discriminatory ways,will unavoidably and deservedly lose. For putbluntly and compelled to face glaring facts;as you inevitably must, time, justice andirreversible change are most definitelyon our side as is political momentum,which likewise is with us. And onlydoltish losers or those that clearlyand fatuously are ensconced intheir fantasy, virtual realityworld totally removed, asthat is, from all real lifesituations predictablywon’t ever be ableto grapple withor understandany of that!


© Stanley V. Collymore13 November 2015. Author’s Remarks:Politics should be about tackling serious and other key issues that impact on thedaily lives of the citizens of the countries involved and where the politicianswho’re democratically entrusted with such power apply it to conscionably dealwith these issues in a mature and adult manner, and not aspire to joining orbecoming members of ludicrously antiquated and privileged secret clubs that inreality have nothing to do with democracy or how effectively that country shouldbe run; and I’m referring here specifically to the Privy Council. Unfortunately,however, that invariably is far from being the case and is itself oftencompounded by the fact that should anyone deviate from this accepted norm heor she rather than being seen as a welcome breath of fresh is on the contrarytreated as a dangerous pariah and outcast that in no circumstances should betolerated let alone belong to that assumed privileged club. That’s exactly the position that Jeremy Corbyn found himself in and because hedoes see such behaviour as utterly reprehensible, refuses to countenance orindulge in it, and furthermore makes his views unambiguously known in relationto such matters is therefore viewed as a dangerous threat. Now sensible and intelligent people don’t buy any of this nonsense and toassume or even assert that in the 21st Century this absurd form of outmodedbehaviour should be seen and accepted as the fulcrum of civilized behaviour israther nonsensical to say the very least. And popular though this conduct is withthe overwhelming majority of snouts in the troughs MPs, Simon Danczuk amongthem; current or ex-public service officials financial pimps, of the “calibre” ofJohn Scarlet, and the plethora of those that enthusiastically collude with eachother and additionally go to great lengths to safeguard their own paedophiliapractising, condoning and the intense safety of their friends comparable activitiesnot only speaks volumes about these persons that in all conscionable termsconstitute the individual and collective elements of the detritus of humanity thatthey undeniably are but also, in my opinion, equally demonstrate just how sickthe country they infest is. Stanley Collymore


The Practical Response To Improper And UnwelcomeSexual Behaviour By Stanley Collymore You keep touching me like no other man has ever touchedme before and young and sexually inexperienced thoughI might be I’m even so well aware that what you’redoing is really all about you and most definitelynot about me; and if you don’t stop doing itimmediately I shall be obliged to call thepolice; but then maybe not, for their bosses willonly cover it up: paedophilia protectors andeven practitioners themselves you see.So instead I shall self-defensively,as is my right, kick you withall my might where it trulyhurts - smack bang inthe middle of yourvery soon to bevery swollenand painfulgoolies! © Stanley V. Collymore6 October 2015. Author’s Comments:A young lady I met while travelling on a bus in the Southeast of England and whohad sat next to and was on her way home from the college she attended noticinghow engrossed I was at the time with my notepad which I always carry with meand the writing I was quite earnestly undertaking, obviously out of generalcuriosity first politely apologized and then asked me what I was doing; was I ateacher, a writer or a journalist? I smiled and told her I was all three of these. Aconversation ensued and I explained that I was writing a poem. As it happened Ihad with me a few copies of previously written poems that I’d collected from theprinting firm where I professionally have my personalized poems and postersdone. As she was interested in seeing them I showed them to her.


She evidently liked them and asked what subject I taught. I told her and she saidEnglish was also her favourite subject, that she wanted to go on to university andhoped to major in it. Understandably I congratulated her on her sensible choice.She laughed and as our journey continued we built up a natural rapport witheach other. Twenty minutes later we said a warm goodbye to each other as sheprepared to get off at her stop while I continued on my journey home. As fate would have it we ran into each other again but this time she was with agroup of her friends who she introduced me to. As our encounter took place inthe town centre this time we all of us mutually agreed to go to a coffee shop andsocialize there. Quite an interesting and entertaining occasion it turned out to betoo, leaving us all in stitches of laughter. And it was from one of the young ladiespresent and who cheerfully and voluntarily relayed her story that this poem I’venow written was given birth to. She also said that she didn’t mind in the least myturning it into a poem and the others likewise agreed. This group consist of a superb bunch of lads and lasses who’ve clearly got theirheads screwed on the right way; and with me, at their unanimous requestconjoined with their parents’ specific permission, I’m now acting as their informal“teacher”, assessing their academic work and making constructive suggestionswherever appropriate both face to face when we meet up but more often thannot when I’m out of the country. Politically they’re also energized but I shan’t sayfor which party or political leader as this is not a commercial (smile) . Suffice tosay though their choices in both instances are spot on with mine! Stanley Collymore


The Proposal By Stanley Collymore You clearly make me feel extra special and totally out ofthis world as a human being if it's not a contradictionin terms of what I'm saying; but I'm positive thatbeing who you are you doubtlessly know andcompletely understand what I'm lovinglyand honestly communicating to youand therefore won't require of meany fancy or otherwise complexrationalization my cherishedDarling. Except, of course, to distinctivelyclarify that with you having in the mostexciting, rewarding, inspirational andfulfilling of circumstances I couldever have truthfully hoped for,and furthermore doing so ofyour own volition - wellin effect with a littlehelpful persuasionfrom a specifiedSpecial Person - I would have hadto be an absolute fool, wouldn'tI, not to personally strengthenthat undoubtedly enthrallingand entirely advantageoussituation which we werein by most pleasurablyand shrewdly askingthat you marry me,and consequentlyturning out to bethe focal pointof my life: asupportive,and indeedgreat wife! © Stanley V. Collymore


1 September 2016. Author's Remarks:Everyone in Britain and several others beyond the UK's borders unless they'rerecent immigrants from some planetary system in the remotest outreaches of theUniverse's galaxies - and even there I'm positive they not only have heard of butalso know quite a bit about Jeremy Corbyn too - must be aware of the absolutelyvitriolic, demented and malevolent attacks, smears, outright lies, fabrications,childish propaganda campaigns and the undoubtedly spiteful characterassassinations - everything bar calling him the proverbial Christian or theprincipled human being that he undoubtedly is - idiotically orchestrated - thesemoronic buggers even collectively couldn't manage to unassisted navigate theirway out of a sodden paper bag - and viciously directed against Jeremy Corbyn. But amidst all this and as I've valiantly and will continue to fearlessly andvigorously do fight the cause of this noble man and worthy human being JeremyCorbyn I haven't once overlooked or ever endeavoured to do so, and deeply andreciprocally in love with my absolutely gorgeous: both physically, intellectuallyand quite conscionably, German partner as I am, the impact that all of this hashad on Jeremy's adorable wife Laura, who has herself with dignity, fortitude andcivilized graciousness - something that categorically can't be said of thesedetritus lowlife specimens of purported humanity; verminous scum too is also aphraseology most fitting for all of them - weathered this tsunami of calculatedand despicable hatred ferociously directed at her husband. And it's with this very much in mind and complimentarily too that I've happilywritten this poem from the prospective of the proverbial fly on the wall andadditionally giving full licence to my artistic capabilities and distinct leanings inthis specific case decided to take this outstandingly remarkable married coupleback to their celebrated courting days, the proposal of marriage, and theirsubsequent wedding. But please feel at liberty others of you who this poemeither romantically or nostalgically touches to embrace it also as a tribute in yourown personal situation. Stanley Collymore


The Rapist! (Poem) By Stanley Collymore You boastfully claim you not only love sex and consequently inthe bargain of doing so as the definitely skilled connoisseurthat you openly say you are in expertly recognizing andwhen disposed to always befittingly addressing the sexualrequirements of those who've been rather privileged tohave themselves skilfully serviced by you, you additionallystate in the most self-centred way that you can modestlymanage to do that this state of affairs fully explains,or self-evidently should do, why it is that you'renot only evidently and immensely empathetictowards sex but likewise in these expressedconditions are thoroughly addicted to it. And therefore and quite understandably, as you additionallyexplain in your rather irrational and ridiculous manner,accounts for why you're obliged to habitually havesex, irrespective of whether those persons whomyou've specifically selected for your routineoccurrences of sexual manipulation and your individualglorification end up either meekly or even willinglyeager and excitedly complying with your carnaldemands of them as choice-less pawns in thematter, and then noticeably manipulativelyswayed, in the interim, by you that whatthey're carnally ensuring isn't simplytypical procedure, but furthermoreis rightfully and compatibly forthem an intensely innate andcompelling desire which isboth subconsciously andnaturally being sprungfrom inside of them. So driven by such irresistible cravings and indomitablecircumstances then, the only realistic, sensible andrational response expected from them is not topointlessly resist this enthralling and clearly


inevitable outcome, but instead to firmlyand welcomingly, instantly, spiritedly,gratefully both go along with and completely embracethis arbitrary scenario that you always put to yourstar-crossed and helpless victims and thereforeanticipatorily expect to superciliously fromyour obviously assumed position of totalcommand and absolute influence overthem casually and always easily getaway without any punishments atall, with whatever it is that youpersistently and evilly doing. An absolute and uncompromising hubris on your part thatcountenances no understanding whatsoever of the orallyexpressed, emotionally demonstrated or the naturallyconnected with both of these and consequently thedecidedly unflattering opinions regarding whatyou, as these victim's undisputed rapist, arecoercively and unconscionably doing to them. Incidencesthat quite evidently don't matter in the slightest to you,or would they even when one factors into the othersexual abuses' equation what you are similarlydesirous of perpetrating when indulging inyour accustomed illegal and discerniblyappalling sexually abusive behaviour. For in your noticeably twisted, utterly sickening and totallyegotistic calculation of this solely untenable and outrightdemeaning situation that you're always so desirous ofimposing on others, and where the perverse evil ofyour hectic opportunism enmeshed supportivelywith the analysed deduction of your intenselybelieved in and just as inflexibly practisedaberrant sexual actions are, in essence, as much an integralpart of your own sexual exploitations as the habituallystipulated, diligently devised, established planningand the subsequent utilization of these numerousthings that in turn, and matching these severalother specified and sexual forms of humanviolations, do unambiguously, as a directconsequence of all this, unforgettably,


irrefutably and unforgivably in suchcircumstances, definitely sets youtotally apart from conventionalhumans to struggle endlesslyas what you clearly are andwill always be, a highlyrevolting and a mostuncharitable rapist! © Stanley V. Collymore25 October 2017. Author's Remarks:To start with, and in the process making it abundantly and unequivocally clear,this is no jumping onto any current or other bandwagon on my part regardingthe issues of rape, sexual abuse and violence, which I've written about in thisarticle and the attendant poem also entitled The Rapist. And it has nothing at all to do with either insensitivity or the lack of a caring andempathetic attitude by me. Rather the contrary I would say. And to be perfectlyhonest with you my reason for purposefully taking this stance that jumping onbandwagons, and what's more gratuitously so, is totally alien to my characterand something that I am adamantly, totally unapologetically and antipathetictowards. For I utterly detest self-righteous, self-serving, bogus sanctimoniously andcontrived grief and abhorrence prats of both genders, regardless of who they are,what they do for a living or have no such thing, or what power and influence theyhave over others, a situation that I never submit to and especially if it's acoercive or manipulative one. So I'll be blunt! I consider rape and sexual abuse to be wrong and thisirrespective and in line with whoever the perpetrators or the victims are. Yes, it's a state of affairs that community-wise as well as globally has beenaround for millennia, but even so as mankind supposedly becomes better well-informed and more "civilized" and with the evils of rape and sexualabuse increasingly recognized and accepted as such it can only be hoped thatthese acts will be determinedly challenged, prosecuted - regardless of the socialposition of the perpetrators - and the REAL, as apart from the self-advertisingand self-serving victims, more fully empathized with, given all the help they need


and appropriately compensated. Stanley Collymore


The Real, Welcome And Thankfully Blessed ThreatPosed By Jeremy Corbyn! By Stanley Collymore Kiss her hand you ghastly, bearded Republican terroristsympathizer and existential threat to our monarchicalBritain! For how dare you anticipate ever being anauthentic member of the Privy Council, theaugust body that advises Her Majesty,and not expect to kneel at our headof state’s feet and adoringly kissher hand, you disreputable, treacherous andabsolutely insufferable man that withoutany quibbling or a shadow of doubtis a festering sore and gross insultto all of us proud, deeply loyaland patriotic subjects of HMthe Queen and, of course,our intensely preciousUnited Kingdom? Yet, you have the gall, the sheer temerity andeven the barefaced audacity, Jeremy Corbynto actually call yourself an Englishman!How could you? Especially when ourmedieval system of entrenched classconsciousness, quite formidablyand privileged exceptionalism,routine nepotism and knowing our place insociety; as those, who by divine right andborn to rule the rest of us always knowwhat’s best for us - has continuouslyworked wonderfully well for ourbeloved country: comprisingEngland, Wales, Northern Ireland and Scotland,that we are acutely honoured to call Britain;and therefore must unchanged continueto do so without revolting notions ofspurious meritocracy, social and


racial equality compounded byyour untenable egalitarianmeddling, never allowedto endanger any or allof this, CommissarJeremy Corbyn! © Stanley V. Collymore9 October 2015. Stanley Collymore


The Remarkable And Inescapable You! By Stanley Collymore A seemingly unknown entity yet quietly but confidentlyexuding a much wholesome warmth and engaginglyeffective inspiration epitomizing a characterthat’s manifestly strong, unshakablyvibrant and deeply enmeshed with a charmingallure that is evidently all its own and whichis endearingly wonderful to behold;more so as it instinctively evokesa primordial love and enduringrespect for everything that’s awe-inspiring andtruly marvellous about human kind, givingrise to a veritable inestimable womanthat’s certainly beyond comparisonand most gratefully, one mustunequivocally agree,worthily so! © Stanley V. Collymore2 May 2014. Author’s RemarksPeriodically general events, the significance of whose occurrence at the time mayhave unconsciously gone unnoticed, unexpectedly resurrect themselves toestablish situations that ultimately become hugely inspirational and evenmomentous in the life of that particular person; this is one such occasion. Stanley Collymore


The Resilient And Highly Civilizing Gypsy In Me! By Stanley Collymore You’re by far much more than simply cleverly outstandingNicole Barr, as unquestionably you’re perceptibly as wella vibrant an undoubtedly a confirmed intellectual star;for academically-wise and in every other feasiblerespect that one can realistically recognize,accept and additionally as well futuristically proudlycontemplate, your innate qualities conjoined withyour erudite nature and conspicuously cerebrallymature disposition discernibly demonstrate notonly your amazing scholarly capabilities butalso the maliciously untold and unheraldedones, both individually and collectively, of your peoplethat notwithstanding them is nevertheless either resentfullyignored, dismissively vilified or else contemptuouslydenigrated, and that the grudging highlighting ofyour truly outstanding, intellectual acumenplacing you, and most ironically so, asone of the “Travelling People” atopthe steeple not just of your RomaniGypsy Nation but all humanity,will henceforth most surelyand justifiably frustrate, negate and hopefullyas well permanently eradicate the negativeconnotations contemptibly levelled atyou and your people. Meanwhile,my sincerest congratulations toyou for what at 12 years oldyou’ve most wonderfullyand quite remarkablyin every possibleway visiblydone! © Stanley V. Collymore5 August 2015.


Author’s Remarks:Gypsy or Romani people are Europe’s oldest deep-rooted and longstandingresident population that migrated to the European continent initially from theIndian Sub-continent several millennia years ago. Mistakenly referred to by thevery much later and markedly increasingly numerical numbers of settlers ofwhite Caucasian stock as Gypsies, because it was ignorantly perceived by thesewhite newcomers that those whom they found in Europe and had preceded themthere had originally come from Egypt hence the expression universally applied tothem of Gypsy, and that over successive generations has persistently beenemployed as a racist and vilifying term of abuse by these Johnny-and-Jane-come-lateleys against these original, and by any realistic definition of the wordauthentic inhabitants of Europe; the Gypsies or Romani people have also overthe centuries systematic and barbarically been subjected to, and still are quiteunwarrantedly treated in this most despicable manner in 2015, to the worst kindsof gratuitous prejudices, abuses and blatant criminal injustices suffered by anypeople on Earth other than arguably Blacks. For just one example of this Gypsies were savagely rounded up, transported toand instantaneously exterminated in their millions in multiple death andconcentration camps across Europe at the time of Europe’s holocaust and theNazis and fascists control of the European continent but unlike some highlyfavoured and noticeably graspingly greedy enfant terrible who’ve made the mostmonetarily and still carry on doing so from Europe’s compensation payouts whileparadoxically and in typical Stockholm Syndrome infested style are now carryingout their own dementedly inflicted holocaust against the Palestinian people, theGypsies in manifestly marked contrast and to this very day have not received asingle Euro for the immense tribulations which they themselves have similarlysuffered, or are they in the prevailing climate of intolerance and racist attitudesprevalent across Europe ever likely to do so. Therefore, as a Black person and whose own ancestors were savagely subjectedfor centuries to the barbarities of the Transatlantic and Caribbean Slave Trade,it’s with great humility but also with enormous pride that I greatly and mostsincerely congratulate Nicole Barr on her fantastic success, commend her on it,and genuinely extend my very best wishes currently and also for the future toher and her people. And in full Barbadian solidarity say: “Much respect to youyoung lady! ” Stanley Collymore


The Ridiculous Mind Games Of A Narcissistic Lover By Stanley Collymore If as you say you're reciprocally in love with someone andadditionally an quite ostentatiously make that personaldeclaration of yours well known, why then do youfeel it incumbent on you and therefore necessarytoo to demand of that allegedly special personan unqualified explanation of, if and why itis that that particular individual still lovesyou? Since reciprocation, the noun formof the adverb reciprocally that you'veopenly and freely used in relation to this supposedlyspecial person, unquestionably means that you andwhoever it is that you've partnered with have ofyour own volition voluntarily embarked on therelationship you're sharing. Which promptsthe obvious question then, and not least sofrom the concerned perspective of thisinvolved person as well as the uneasyopinion of anyone who's vaguely inthe least interested in this clearlynarcissistic discourse that youare pandering to about yourlove; what the precisely isit you're trying to prove? © Stanley V. Collymore16 February 2017. Author's Comments:Yes! There are sadomasochists involved in practically every aspect of everydayhuman life: persons wholly lacking in self-worth, devoid of any noticeableacquisition or demonstration of commonsensical behaviour much less sodiscernible intellectual acumen but, all the same, whose activities, bothindividually and collectively, can and do cause irreparable harm to those whomthey overtly or even surreptitiously indulge their brainless, self-dependencyleanings, wanton and avaricious yearnings along with their pernicious activitiesoverall, gratifyingly with.


Personal indulgences you might say; and therefore are perfectly permissibleamong consenting adults in the privacy of their homes or private lives andcertainly alright within the environs of a vibrant and progressive democracy andits objectively thinking and pragmatically practising citizens, in relation to whatother people quite lawfully do with their lives inside that that country; and Iwholeheartedly agree. However when demented sadomasochism combines, I believe, with compulsivecontrol-freakism, that's altogether a wholly different matter regardless of whatsociety that they emerge in and manage to ingratiate themselves in. For I firmlybelieve that in such vile and threatening situations they mustn't, with theirundercurrent of moral and societal aberrations and their attendantconsequences, be so easily, glibly and broad-mindedly be accepted much less soencouraged. Stanley Collymore


The Scum Uk Caretaker Politicians And Civil ServantsRunning Britain For Zionist-Apartheid Israel By Stanley Collymore How does it feel Tony Blair, Gordon Brown, Jack Straw,Alistair Campbell, Margaret Beckett, Alistair Darling,Geoff Hoon, Harriet Harman and you the insipidrunt, George Robertson among the numerousother complicit Labtory hierarchy lowlifescum and wilful perpetrators of heinous war crimes,crimes against humanity and the sickening toll ofIraqi and Afghanistan mass murdering deathsthat you callously authorized and savagelyengaged in; comprehensively snuffingout in acts that were unquestionably sadistic,hate-filled and thoroughly insane, millions ofIraqi and Afghan lives in your insidiouslycontrived, fanatically orchestrated andfraudulently implemented, fictionalwar on terror games; and all ofthis graspingly, avariciouslyand fixatedly done for thesake of the archetypicalfilthy lucre; in otherwords, purely forfinancial gain! And on the other side of this barbarously mintedcoin and themselves firmly ensconced in thebosom of the true Tory Party, expedientlyconjoined with its Lib-Dem conspirators,are the privileged oiks of conservatism:primarily among them Dave Cameron,Philip Hammond, Michael Fallonand Theresa May the incumbentHome Secretary wholly andfanatically supported by a ratherdesperately keen to stay in their augustmass murdering company – that said however,


it’s a dead certainty that in his decidedly brain deadand lunatic idiocy the Department of Worksand Pensions bogus complimentaryliterature inventor and social climber, Ian DuncanSmith will forthwith and absolutely fail to graspthe sarcastic irony risibly levelled at himby me and which pointedly mockshis discernibly pervasive stupidity. But thenall of them, individually and collectivelytoo, sadistically and hubristically, yetto all sane and logical mindsunintelligibly so, never theless shamelessly thinknothing of celebratingand glad-handingeach other ontheir certifiablyestablishednotoriety. The ritual salutation of those whose self-serving individualismcontinues to critically infect our nation as these public figures,but essentially veritable scum, obsessively carry on tograspingly and with a rapacious intensity rake inthe dosh that financially is a must, criminalpay off for their exhibited and executedferal propensity at having recurrently and quite sickeninglyfor personal monetary gain uncaringly taken the lives ofmillions of innocent civilians, and just as heartlesslyturned millions more into hopelessly despairingand hapless refugees from all across the deeplytraumatically-affected, Global South statespatronizingly perceived by these whiteCaucasian, primordial executionersand their off the leash invadingand occupation armed forceskillers, as basically fairgame, Third Worldand immaterialcountries. And as the millions of Pounds Sterling in personal bribes,


white collar graft and deep-pocket remuneration thatcopiously and totally unhindered continue to rollin on behalf of these politicians from theirtreacherous, multitudinous and markedlymonstrous acts of astonishing publicoffice malfeasance, these lowlife scum whether fromthe government positions they’ve been tacticallygiven, their Official Opposition in the Houseof Commons front bench standing whichthey’ve undeservingly acquired; now,both egotistically and pompouslyand not forgetting the superbopportunity to profitablyand greedily misuse,longingly wantat any cost tohang onto. Or on the other hand the out of office, retired, kickedupstairs to the House of Lords, or the electoraterejected scumbags: indisputable and whollyunconscionable sewer rats all of them,whether of the one-eyed varietyfrom north of the Englishborder or his type from the leafy suburbs of theEnglish Home Counties, still trying andregrettably habitually succeeding inexerting their perfidious politicalinfluence on all us; knowingperfectly well that should anything goseriously wrong they can alwaysconcoct a phoney inquiry todeceptively massage therot just as they’ve beenassiduously doing for the pastfour years now in relation tothe Iraq one; and in thatongoing catastrophechaired by one oftheir dependabletoadies like


Chilcot! © Stanley V. Collymore21 August 2015. Author’s Remarks:Treachery and self-serving betrayal of Blighty are nothing new to the privilegedand their camp followers in our country. It was widespread and even rampant inthe lead up to World War II and was carried on regardless even during the waryears by elements among the UK’s aristocracy, public school educatedestablishment “elites”, politicians and to a considerable degree some prominentmembers – family souvenir Nazi salute or not – within the British royalty. There was even the infamous Nazi death squad camp operatives well known inGermany as “Das britische Freikorps” made up exclusively of wholly volunteerand committed white Britons, Australians, Canadians and New Zealandermembers. So it comes as no surprise to me, even in what’s undeniably a new century, to beobserving in 2015 the like-minded contemporary progeny of these odiousscumbags doing exactly the same in relation to the United Kingdom. Stanley Collymore


The Seductive Atmosphere Of St. Valentine's Day! By Stanley Collymore I promise to love you in every conceivable way thatthere is and moreover for as long as I humanly can;never to intentionally lie to you, emotionallydeceive you, cause you personal anguishby my behaviour towards you -whether thoughtlessly or otherwiseembarked upon - and to let no action,come what may, heedlessly essayto ever split us apart or undulysway what I personally andpowerfully feel for youand treasure mostdeeply withinmy heart.But also permit me to candidly say that as much asI resolutely care about you and me being togetheras one; profoundly respect and passionatelylove you in every way that it's possiblefor a woman to ever love a man,and in that regard where you'reconcerned I categoricallydo, I none the less dointrinsically need to retain something for methat's exclusively mine, and which I reallycan't or won't ever let go of, howeverpersuasive or engagingly so theseductive overtures and thecomplementary SirenSong might be oftine! © Stanley V. Collymore8 February 2015. Author's RemarksThis poem consciously written from a female perspective and assuredly as well


my longstanding (from puberty onwards into adulthood actually) andcommittedly held point of view that in the arena of love absolute equality must atall times be an undisguised pre-requisite and salient factor in all amorousrelationships between the two genders of our distinctive human race, is none theless dedicated to all those - whether committedly, casually or hopefully so - whoat this time of the year are recurrently and ritually turning their concertedattentions and romantic designs to matters of the heart. Stanley Collymore


The Taste Of Freedom Fly bird! Fly high and far away from here.Spread your wings as never before, foryou have your freedom now and it’syours to do with as you pleaseaway from your gilded cage.And for my part I trulywish you all theluck in theworld. © Stanley V. Collymore7 February 2011. Stanley Collymore


The Thrilling Intimacy And Efficacious Attributes OfThe Shower! Profusely and consistently you rain down the determinedstrength and required temperature of the water I needonto my naked body and in such an invigoratingand sensual way that with each concertedand concentrated spray you release,you instantaneously and seductivelyevoke in me a compellinglyvibrant air of spirited ecstasy thatcomfortingly and transformatively,conspiratorially does all sortsof quite interesting andprofoundly eroticthings to me. For example, you both stimulate and energize mephysically and emotionally evoking within mymind and receptive body innumerable anddistinctly wondrous sensations of thecosmic kind that throughout theentire duration of myenlivening shower, courtesyof your sustainable deluge that you sogratifyingly deliver and effortlesslytoo with my fullest cooperation,transport me magically andescapably out of myearthly self. And, what’s more, in such an unequivocalmanner, like nothing else that in thegiven circumstances I can readilyremember or think of with such candouror consummate dedication; except, ofcourse, the fulfilling realization of amind-blowing orgasm. But ratherpersonally, as I’m absolutelysure you’ll understandably


and fully agree with me,that’s altogether andessentially a whollydifferent matterentirely! © Stanley V. Collymore22 March 2015. Author’s personal observation:I’ve never been enamoured with, or am I ever likely to be, by the bathtub orwhoever it was that was responsible for creating it in the first place; so you’lldoubtlessly detect from that statement that I utterly detest bathing in a bathtuband accordingly resolutely eschew having anything whatsoever to do with suchcontraptions however ornate or seemingly appealing they might appear to be.That’s my personal opinion, I know, and I fair-mindedly recognize that there’reothers who emphatically take a diametrically opposed point of view to my own;and I both accept and respect their right to do so. In marked contrast, however,I’m ecstatically in love with the shower and have been ever since my earliestchildhood. Hygienic reasons aside, aspects both foremost and logically in my mind, I’venever been partial to nor even remotely disposed to first submerging and thenproceeding to wash my entire body, head to toe, in the same container of easilycontaminated water even with the sparing, as is customarily the case in the UK,availability of a bidet before I did so – and for perfectly obvious reasons toanyone who is even minimally hygienic by disposition. The overwhelming majority of homes in the United Kingdom, even in 2015, areinstinctively constructed without the prospect let alone the reality of havingbidets installed in them, and where such bidets do occur they’re either specialityfeatures unilaterally introduced by progressive house builders or else thepersonal requests to them by potential house buyers; or failing either of thesetwo things the result of individual bathroom conversions by the respective homepurchasers or owners of specific local residences. Which says a lot, if you want my honest opinion, of the lax and widespreadapproach of a vast number of Britons across the board – as it’s not just a classorientated thing – to the issue of personal hygiene not only at home but also inpublic conveniences and the like, as I’ve previously articulated andcondemnatorily and meticulously reported.


So all hail to the illustrious shower – domestic and public– and the seriouspromotion and execution of personal hygiene in Britain, unabashedly andunrepentantly say I! Stanley Collymore


The True Essence Of Friendship By Stanley Collymore Strangers aren't necessarily only people whomyou've never met, since conceivably they canalso be persons whom you've individuallyknown all or most of your life! A clearcontradiction in logical terms I hearyou say? No! It certainly isn't inactuality; because strangers, just like friends, isa state of mind whose prevalent wellbeing, orlack of it, is found in your personal psycheand stems directly and unmistakably, aswell as indisputably from the originaland subsequently too, the enduringimpression which that person hasdeterminedly had and thereforecontinues to maintain on you. And you, Sylvia Tara, unquestionablyradiate the genuine characteristicswhich on objective observationand analysis do direct oneto sensibly and astutelycontemplate that acquiring youracquaintance and afterwardspossibly and opportunelybecoming a friend tooevidently could noton that person'spart be a fineraspiration! © Stanley V. Collymore29 December 2016. Author's remarks:The festive season that comprises Christmas and the New Year is customarily,and rather amusingly as well, quite interesting to watch, as it's the time in many


peoples' lives when they endeavour either quite seriously or else merelyinstinctively and unthinkingly to put a positive spin on their individual life andwith hopeful expectations seek to improve on it. But while some succeed in theirearnest bid to do so others most unfortunately fail dismally in their attempt toattain even their transiently held expectations, and prompts the very obviousquestion, which of these two categories are you in? Relax! It's not a judgemental castigation of you and whatever decision youchoose to opt for is essentially your own; and whether given in earnestness issustained; eventually abandoned or non-reciprocated is a life's lesson that willdoubtlessly be food for thought I quite imagine and future actions, as well as athoroughly personal assessment that's hopefully honest and straightforward inrelation to one's self. Taking a calculated leap into the dark undoubtedly has its numerous thrills aswell as myriad opportunities for both success and failure; but success howeverand whenever it comes is never conceived, born or fully achieved without takingthat quantum leap into the unknown. So my advice, for what it's worth, is to gofor it! Instinctively inspired by Sylvia Tara this poem is altruistically written for and alsodedicated to her and everyone else who genuinely wants to see and moreoverhelp contribute towards making the world we all of us currently live in aninfinitely better one. So with that firmly in mind; Happy New Year To All of You! Stanley Collymore


The Ukip-Topian, Sociopathic Delusions Of NatashaBolter! By Stanley Collymore I'm genuinely an aspiring politician who will foreverendeavour, if people allow me to, to do the verybest that I can for my country, those whoauthentically belong to it, have theinalienable right too not only to beresident in it but also to permanentlycontrol as well as determine howit's run; and together with thatwarrantable point of viewwill understandably feelas passionately aboutBritain and Britishvalues as I do. That's why having become utterly disillusioned withthe Labour party of which I was once an activemember, I Natasha Bolter decisively quitforthwith to become an ardent standardbearer for UKIP whose views andpolicies: when of course the latterare properly thought out,codified, become generally known and accordinglyare publicly presented for everyone to see, mustsurely in those circumstances convince youall why UKIP is undeniably the onlyprogressive and sensible wayforward towards justlyreclaiming our stolen Britishsovereignty along with our highlyprized and privileged national identity;and not unnaturally therefore hasrapidly proved to be such acompellingly attractivepolitical alternative fornumerous and deeply


patriotic Britishsubjects who'revery muchlike me! A far cry, I must confess, from Ed Miliband's ruinousleftie lot and even David Cameron's pussyfootingTories who're pathetically soft on and quitenoticeably as well even rather indulgentas regards the particularly seriousand highly damaging matter ofmass immigration into Britain.Something that as a major fillip economically,culturally and linguistically too must right awaybe reversed and a stop permanently appliedto; and the only plausible and realisticpolicies to dauntingly guaranteethese necessary targets arethose that are ferventlychampioned by andcampaigned forby my partyUKIP. And being a highly educated woman with a prestigiousOxford University degree - never mind that therecords kept by that educational institutionare somewhat remiss in failing toconfirm this and no oneassociated with Oxford University has ever heardabout me - I've nevertheless since my switch toUKIP have mentally, physically, emotionallyand even sexually courageously and freelygiven my all as I've sought to and, additionally,arguably managed in the process to impressupon the hierarchy of my party per se,and most especially its electionchief of the day Roger Bird, myacquired and growing reputation;that I am indeed a woman ofsubstance who not onlymeans business but also


resolutely as wellkeeps her everytexted andspokenword. Even so, and most regrettably I must admit, among leading lightsin UKIP who out of their pernicious jealousy are desperatelytrying to marginalize me, my demonstrable loyaltyunhappily appears to have been sadly misplaced -divisively engendering an unforgivable affront to meand similarly creating unwanted opprobrium forthe party. And who, putting my perfectlylegitimate and distinctly private even ifallegedly unrequited amorous ambitions and attentionsaside, have most categorically been quite remiss innot readily perceiving and fully acknowledgingthe obvious pulling power that tactically canboth be harnessed and wielded on UKIP'sbehalf by a thoroughly committed, quiteextraordinary I do believe and, verymuch in line with the unfeignedmindset of every other UKIPadherent too: indisputablyunabashed and, can Ialso honestly say toyou, absolutelysociopathicfantasistsjust likeme. © Stanley V. Collymore17 December 2014. Author's critique:Those of you who are regular readers of my poetry will be well acquainted withthe fact that normally I append an appropriate remark, commentary orobservation corresponding to that particular poem at the end of each of them.However on this occasion and for perfectly sound and logical reasons that willfully manifest themselves in the very near future, I've decided to desist from


doing so this time avoiding what would obviously be the case of later needlesslyrepeating myself were I, nevertheless, cognisant of that realization still wentahead and acted as I usually do; diminishing in the process the informative,upcoming and most significantly a related journalistic story tied up with thispoem that I am presently working on. That said, though, no such restrictions ofany kind are being levelled at you by me. However, there are a couple of things I must say, as it would be very remiss ofme not to do so, and which quite relevantly and objectively pertain toimmigration within Britain that have ludicrously but all the same veryconveniently become the preponderant and populist hobby horse for all andsundry to mount and rather stridently display their myriad and dysfunctionalinadequacies. Activities not only confined to UKIP but are also very much crossparty in their nature and deeply incorporated just as principally within theLabour, Conservative and Lib-Dem parties saliently political fellow travellers ofthe likes of UKIP and together with vast numbers of the British public as well,collectively and asininely think and even, either wilfully or ignorantly, patheticallydelude themselves accordingly that the whole of Britain is a country grossly andintolerably from their skewed point of view saturated with seemingly unstoppablehordes of immigrants who have no reasonable right to be here and crucially arenot of white Caucasian origin. Reality though is infinitely much different since neither Britain nor the rest ofEurope for that matter, and that without a doubt includes the entire continentitself, is either demographically, economically, politically, culturally orlinguistically dominated, owned, controlled or in fact administered by any otherrace of people but white Caucasians; one noticeably important fact amongnumerous others and that is also undeniably true of every European government,both past and present, that there has ever been. So what's your problem morons, as if Id didn't already know, other than yourdisquieting and extremely difficult to live with, ongoing guilt and its myriadattendant demons causing you in your concentrated and intractable paranoia toconstantly brood over the morbid fantasy which you've managed to create andmaintain that those globally whom your delinquent forbearers and additionallyyourselves have historically, grotesquely maltreated, displaced, appropriatedtheir countries and even substantial continents from as well as otherwise rathersystematically and horrendously ill-treated in a multiplicity of ways, a state ofaffairs that in a miscellany of ways is still an ongoing matter in 2014, willsomeway collectively, in your head, seek proper revenge and do the same toyou.


Epitomizing most effectively in your case what bullying but cowardly bastards thelot of you are - quite handy apparently in dishing out on the one hand and at willyour sadistic barbarity but on the other astonishingly shit scared of the likelyconsequences for yourselves when as it happens your pathological fear gets thebetter of you and deludes you into thinking and even believing that those whomfor centuries you've gravely wronged might at long last decide to strike back insimilar fashion. A situation that most ironically you would categorize and evenclaim to be intolerable. But seriously ask yourselves how realistic is such a scenario? After all if non-Caucasians are as barbaric and, consequently, highly undesirable to have aroundyou as you try to make out that they undoubtedly are, to cite just one principalexample of many to debunk this attitude and skewed reasoning there would havebeen no America today if that were the case. For had it not been for the explicitbeneficence and overall altruism of the Native American the initial Europeanpioneers, whatever their motives for venturing to this previously unknown tothem land, would have all perished and with their demise would likewise havefollowed the certain collapse of the undertaking which led to the ultimatecolonization and brutal appropriation of the North American continent, as well asthe identical fate of the entire so-called New World regions by expressly whiteCaucasian immigrants from across the entire European continent, in tandem withthe unmitigated disasters and still very much experienced traumas purposelyinflicted by these white interlopers on the distinctly indigenous peoples who'dbeen so good and generous to them. An utterly savage and profoundly perniciouspattern of behaviour that was subsequently exercised by Europeans all over theglobe. What's more, particularly so in the case of England and de facto the rest ofBritain this island home of ours has effectively for millennia now been recurrentlya haven for immigrants from all over the place; the first of these, as the late andhighly distinguished historian, and equally a truly remarkable human being,Professor Basil Davidson in his exceedingly brilliant Africa documentary seriessuccinctly pointed out, being the Celts whose black ancestors originated fromAfrica. And likewise as Peter Fryer, incidentally like Professor Davidson also whiteand British, concisely and informatively outlined in his much acclaimed book:Staying Power, the history of Black People in Britain, Blacks, as he laudablynoted in the first paragraph of that said book had been in Britain long beforeeither the Angles or Saxons - who by no stretch of the imagination constituted ahomogenous entity but were rather two distinctly separate and Germanic tribesthat rather nonsensically have been fictionally and fraudulently promulgated bywhite supremacist advocates as the indigenous inhabitants of England, whenrealistically and historically nothing could be further from the truth - ever set foot


on the British Isles. And sensibly, and more pertinently logically, with virtual non-stop immigration ofall sorts into England and the rest of Britain over the past centuries, andmoreover with the attendant interbreeding and resultant procreation of theirprogenies an inevitable consequence, who the hell apart from a purblind lunaticor else a totally malevolent and political moron could with a straight facedefinitively state that either he or she is a bona fide Angle or Saxon, or even amixture of both? And that's distinctly without factoring into the equation thateven in 2014, officially some 36% of British women, a figure that keeps rising,not only regularly cuckold their husbands or partners but as well deviously getthem to unwittingly father children that they either didn't or couldn't forazospermiacal reasons - essentially they sexually just fired blanks - have sired. And it's not rocket science even without having had any knowledge of thedetailed and also well-documented evidence of the times but of which there'sundeniably plenty of such data available, of what routinely transpired in the past.For example, rape and pillaging generally regarded as rites of passage andpleasurable pastimes for those who were engaging in them; the incessant andsystematic infidelity carried on by multiple members of the British royal families,the aristocracy and, of course, the landed gentry - how unvarying in that specificregard have things solidly remained as they were, eh? The rampant utilization,more in hope than actual expectation, of the mechanism generally referred to asthe chastity belt both as a moral and or a physical sexual constraint on wives,mistresses, and even adult, unmarried daughters either by manifestlymisogynistic or deeply troubled and insecure men involved in these women'slives and absolutely determined to prevent them, in what was invariably a futilebid anyway, from willingly and unquestionably, pleasurably at the time indulgingin evidently clandestine sexual relationships, even though these could very wellhave ended up proving to be either a risky or very hazardous business for themen they took as lovers, as well as themselves. Nevertheless, the growth of the chastity belt business became an enterprise thatproved to be both a lucrative and on the more personal front a very rewardingone, if you get my drift, for flexible locksmiths who were prepared to combinetheir regular work of manufacturing these chastity belts for their male customerswith that of, let's say, accommodatingly unpicking on a quid pro quo basis theseidentical belts worn by their grateful female clients when their men folk and, ofcourse, the locksmiths' financially important male customers who were the onesthat commissioned these vast range of chastity belts in the first place andliterally comprised monarchs, princes, the nobility and commoners alike whocould afford to pay for them were away from home, usually for lengthy periods of


time, to make war rather than being at home and making love. So as is currently the case in 21st Century Britain even with the benefit andprecision back-up of scientific DNA testing, a strategy previously unheard of andtherefore not available in the past, there was similarly then a hell of a lot ofpeople that were born but whose pretentiously stated biological ancestry - eitherunwittingly to them and also others who like them were not in the know, or elsefully aware of the true situation nevertheless deliberately chose to conceal it -wasn't what they would fraudulently have the general public assume theirpretend lineage to be. A decedent scenario, essentially, that by no means or inany way was strictly limited to the ordinary subjects of Blighty but rather went allthe way up the hierarchal "family" tree of the British aristocracy andRoyal Family. Sorry therefore but you're going to have to properly research and honestlyenlighten yourself about all of this; that's assuming of course you've either thewit, presence of mind, or the will power to do so. Since it's rudimentarycommonsense I believe, and several years in education at every possible levelhave confidently confirmed this, that the best and most effective ways to getstudents to appropriately discover and preserve relevant information is to pointthem in the right direction in the first place and afterwards persuasively get themto scrupulously research what they come up with. For whenever a vivacious mindis positively coordinated in this analytical procedure of searching and eventuallyconsolidating what it has unearthed, things invariably do tend to stick and remaindeeply embedded in that particular mind, resulting usually in the end of thatspecific problem. And trust me; there's an impressive array of accurately based, professionallyresearched and well documented information out there not only in libraries butalso on reputable sites comprehensively detailing the aforementioned mattersthat I've raised, as well as completely delineating the UK's demographiccomposition right through the past centuries; immigration into the countrystarting from the thawing of the Ice Age, and how and why it all came about.And, therefore, crucially preventing you from being just another opportune andrather useful idiot unthinkingly swept along in the iniquitously manipulative andprofoundly, perniciously, populist maelstrom of fraudulent mind games cynicallyfashioned, routinely played and quite callously exploited, expressly doing so fortheir own power hungry and financially avaricious advantage, by Britain's politicalparties and their self-seeking leaders. But what's particularly sickening and deeply offensive to any right-thinkingperson I believe but, all the same, would otherwise probably be regarded as the


pathetically perverse and even laughable ranting of utter dimwits if theseindividuals involved were just regular members of the public, is the unbelievablyappalling, markedly racist and xenophobic posturing on, of all things,immigration in the United Kingdom by Britain's garrulous, immeasurablyprivileged, manifestly imperialistically-minded and political class. Who, to be perfectly honest with you, is decidedly nothing more than a viciouslymalevolent pack of prowlingly rapacious, extremely ostentatious, mentallyunhinged and absolutely self-seeking jerks; instinctively given to publicly andchildishly gloating, as we regularly witness at Prime Minister's question time inthe House of Commons, at the inflicted expense of their hapless victims.Absolutely contemptible charlatans the lot of them both in and outside of theHouses of Parliament with household names like Nigel Farage, David Cameron,Ed Miliband and his brother David, Peter Mandelson, Michael Howard, BorisJohnson and the rest of their loathsome ilk among them readily coming to mind.And who paradoxically all have distinctly pronounced and markedly contemporaryimmigrant roots, being themselves either first generation Britons or actuallyhaving been born outside the UK. But even more tellingly so would in the case of a number of them never havebeen born had their frantic parents not successfully managed to use Britain, andespecially England, as a bolthole from the savagery of the Nazis and fascists ofmainland Europe and their inevitable rendezvous with the Grim Reaper in thedeath camps and gas chambers that awaited them. The same fucking savagerythat they ostensibly would like to mete out to what they would consider as DieUntermenschen von Grossbritannien! Some gratitude eh? For those of you that neither speak nor write German that literally translates intoEnglish as the "Undesirables" - a most beloved Nazi word extensivelyused by the Master Race against those whom they regarded as being vastlyinferior to themselves and therefore not worthy of life. Yet ironically thosereligiously aping the policies of the Third Reich are insufferably the cheerleadersof Zionist apartheid Israel; furthermore, racist-inclined are committed Zioniststhemselves but who are most quick to persistently, rather subjectively and quiteavariciously use Europe's holocaust as a battering ram against the consciences ofthose of us that weren't even born then for their own financial and political ends,and in essence have themselves become the New Nazis! What human filth we have living among us and most loathsomely as well run ourcountry, or else wish to do so. Not rocket science that if anyone should be


expelled from Britain who the most logical and obligatory candidates should be! Stanley Collymore


The Ultimate Insult! By Stanley Collymore What's the actual difference between what Germany's ThirdReich and its allies did, and the mindset lurking behind it,during World War II and the attitude now exemplifiedby these Khazar-Yiddish fake "Jews" who 72 yearsafter World War II has ended still carry on adnauseum moaning about what happenedto their Zionist sort then as they none the less consistently and blatantlymilk Europe's holocaust forevery penny that they canget from them doing so. And what ignorant mother fuckers like this Yid RabbiShlomo Mimad in Yidland are tirelessly doing tothe Palestinians whose country they've brutallystolen, and whose native inhabitants they'veeither systematically practised genocideagainst or else brutally expelled fromtheir homes and lands; and yet nothappy with all of this still wantto do more horrendous thingsto the existing Palestinians. To which I publicly, quite unashamedly and similarlyunapologetically say: "What an awful pity, in thesecharacteristically western, hypocritical and viledouble standards circumstances, that the wartime Germany's Third Reich governmentdidn't completely accomplish its mostearnest and justifiable ambition ofthe Final Solution in relation toto these dissolute and trulyunpleasant, white trashLowlifes and inuredgraspingly ZionistUntermenschen!


© Stanley V. Collymore21 June 2017. Author's Remarks:Rabbi Shlomo Mimad's intention is to have the Yidland national authority poisonall the water sources in the Palestinian West Bank with the sole purpose ofarbitrarily pushing out all Palestinians that live there from their towns and citiesin order to allow Yid settlers to take over more Palestinian lands. Significantly and predictably there has been no criticism of this Rabbi's remarksin Yidland or any western country, either at government level or in the westernmainstream media. An undoubted marked contrast from what would have beenthe case if this was a Palestinian official or religious leader saying a similar thingin relation to Yidland's settlers' water supplies. And there would have been noend to their condemnation of their fabricated use of the over-worked and longdiscredited term of anti-Semitism, and most ironically so because these Khazar-descended Yids aren't Semites while in total contrast the Palestinians aregenetically, biologically and undeniably true Semites. But these numbskulls who instinctively and fraudulently use this terminology forYid are to dim-witted to know or research this basic piece of information, and notunsurprisingly since it fits in markedly with their racist, white supremacist,exceptionalist and Zionist master race plans In fact, Yidland authorities recently cut off the water supplies from Northerncities in the West Bank of Palestine during the hottest days of the month ofRamadan, when Muslims fast from sunrise to sunset. Appalling double standardsthat white western regimes persistently turn a blind eye to or else covertlycondone. All of which is no different in attitude from what is and has for some time nowbeen going on in Nazi-Zionist Britain and across the white west generally butwith two major differences. Germany's Third Reich was openly honest about whatit was actually doing all the time. Which is considerably more than one can eversay for the mother-fucking Nazi Zionists who on behalf of Yidland and RogueState USA supervise the national affairs of the United Kingdom. To which I publicly, unashamedly and unapologetically say: "What adreadful pity, in these circumstances, that Germany's Third Reich didn't fullyrealize its ambition of the Final Solution relative to these white trash, Lowlifesand Zionist sub-humans!


Stanley Collymore


The Ultimate Sexual Liberator, Mentor And ReliableFriend! By Stanley Collymore I'm not being extreme - I kid you not - in saying thata full-throated fear it seems has gripped a growingaccumulation of extremely concerned citizenswithin the United Kingdom who're volublyconveying their severe consternation atwhat has extravagantly been classedas the newest technical revolution,in terms that is, of an enormouslyimportant sexual transformation in relation to howmost British people it's feared will in the nearfuture conduct their own individual coitaldeportment, attendant as well it's beingoptimistically guaranteed through therevolutionary creation and of coursereadily accessible implementationof a sexual contraption: in shorta robotic machine, that's beingvaingloriously touted by thosejubilantly responsible for itsinvention along with otherspersonally associated withits fulsome and unstintingpromotion as a superblyamazing developmentrelative to the utmostprospective of coitalprospects and quiteunsurprisingly farreaching success! The supreme assertion by the creators, supportersand detractors of this robotic contraption of thestupendous achievement in the personal goalof the critical ambition of the longstandingquest, as one should have guessed, on the


part of pubescent youngsters in the firstflush of sexual cognizance as well asthe impassioned yearnings of the average adult maleand female for the truthfully exceptional realizationof an unrivalled sexual experience, characteristicemotional liberation and a truly indescribablycoital satisfaction which in itself and by allaccounts was extravagantly said to havepreviously been unsurpassed by none! But can this actually be true? And should ordinarypeople be seriously worried, if concerned at all,about this latest and explicitly much avowedmechanical invention, however technicallypioneering, sexually tempting or roboticthat its supposed potential is effusivelydeclared to be; specifically designedit's claimed by robotics expert Dr.Kathleen Richardson not simply to enhance coitionbut in reality additionally take over all features ofwhat until that time and customarily so were theindividual's own autonomously instituted andpersonalized sexual decisions? Really? Andcontentedly abandon good old fashioned,conventional, secretive, entirely at will,meticulously risk free and moreoverpersonally satisfying masturbation? © Stanley V. Collymore18 June 2016. Author's Remarks:To each their own I say; but I don't think that with intelligent, sensible andlogical persons able to think for themselves and act accordingly in their own bestinterests and very much unlike the plethora of brain-dead morons who can't andthus rely on equally pathetic and moronic individuals to do theirs for them andadditionally tell them what to do, that this latest robotic contraction will have anytraction whatsoever with the aforementioned persons I referred to at the start ofthis assertion; and among whom I count myself!


Stanley Collymore


The Undisputed, Clear And R.H Reasoning For NotLittering In Barbados (Poem) By Stanley Collymore That Cleanliness is next to Godliness is a cultural, spiritual andhygienic mantra consciously, meticulously and assiduouslyembedded in as well as purposely drilled into the psycheof every one of us Bajans is an incontestable fact thatis beyond disputation. A vocation, so to speak, thathaving been realized from birth, is willing carriedout during our growing up years as developingchildren and teenagers, conscientiously thereafterwards forms a fundamental element ofour normal lives and established adult existence. A situationthat's constantly complemented throughout all this with astraight-up, uncompromising, unequivocal, direct and ano-nonsense admonition automatically and resolutelymanaged by our politicians, family and communityelders, social advisors, teachers, cultural, devoutand educational mentors; our many principled,committed, communal and ethical purveyorsand consequently, not inexplicably againstthat permanent and municipal backdrop,a rather understandable and expectedresponse were Bajans regardless ofthe occurrence or avowed pretextto thoughtlessly, forgetfully orintentionally depart from this generallyrecognized, freely accepted, widelyobserved, profoundly ingrainedunmistakably enduring andfurthermore, a culturallyenduring obligationand expectation. So it was always a no-brainer in these aforesaid andacknowledged conditions to envisage that folk,either patently local or who otherwise werethemselves holidaymakers on vacation to


our Caribbean island abrogating theseparticular, social, cultural, hygienicand moral exhortations which areso indubitably immersed in thepsyche of all Barbadians wouldn't distress, makeangry and even indisputably alarm concernedBajans perfectly incensed by this noticeablythoughtless and utterly loutish behaviour.And whose natural response in typicalBarbadian vernacular will obviouslybe to curtly, but with characteristicBajan humour too, energeticallyexhort such noticeably selfishand inconsiderate persons tounambiguously R.H. wellhalt their exasperating actions,cease littering, and throughthis procedure do everyprincipled Barbadiana massive favour! © Stanley V. Collymore12 October 2017. Author's Remarks:For decades now, and most sickeningly and increasing so, this Planet Earth thatall of us who were born and are currently living here, and moreover quiteinvoluntarily from our respective point of view because none of us had any choicein the matter or any participation whatsoever in the acts that initiated andbrought about our conception or actual birth but, all the same call home, hasshamefully and devastatingly been polluted in a diversity of ways which aren'tjust highly detrimental to ourselves and our own kind but correspondingly so toall other forms of life that similarly and with every right and lawful justification todo so as we do, crucially too inhabit the earth. And the striking thing from my personal point of view and that of others of asimilar opinion is that this sort of reckless, despicable and despondentlyunsustainable conduct need not carry on happening; but does so all the same.And the transparent and principal motivation behind it all is the obviouslyclutching avariciousness and pernicious greed associated with millions of peopleglobally from mass producers of consumer products, their retailers and quite


clearly their mindless consumers. All this insidiously combined with a dishonestthoughtlessness, no concern as regards their really sickeningly and thoroughlydisgusting actions by those directly involved in or who otherwise are themselvesvery supportive of this incredible contamination and mindlessly uncaringdestruction prevalently but oh so pointlessly and quite malevolently inflicted onMother Earth as well as its diverse animal, plant, creature and humaninhabitants. The kind of pollution and mindboggling destruction that not only affects earth'sland species, large or small, that together with ourselves utilize this planet ashome and where many other land-based animals and diverse other creatures dotheir level best to survive, but equally and markedly increasingly so in thisstrikingly ominous process Planet Earth's seas and oceans. A noticeable andunmistakably catastrophic situation where all forms of sea mammals and otherforms of life that populate the seas and oceans of the world that we all share andhave done so for millennia, and in many instances for far longer than humanbeings have done, are not only and increasingly being put at severe risk but arealso dying in considerable numbers from our grotesque inhumanity and barbarityas human beings, a state of affairs which is itself wilfully and uncaringly spurredon, in the most narcissistic manner, by the exclusive birth monster of humanselfishness and obdurate stupidity that if not sensibly checked and massively putinto permanent reverse will see the eventual eradication of the world's diversespecies of land and see animals, other presently but evidently perilously livingcreatures, as well as dangerously threaten mankind's own future existence. For let's be perfectly frank and furthermore be unequivocally honest about allthis. Animals other than the human kind don't intentionally plan to or otherwisepollute and destroy their own environment, neither do they purposely attempt toand actually do so without a solitary moment's thought for or any considerationwhatsoever in relation to what they're inimically doing or worst so what lasting oreven permanent effect their activities when carried out will unashamedly andcruelly disadvantageously have on others. A most dubious distinction andseemingly mammoth and perverse pride that only human beings callously claim. So it's with tremendous admiration and enormous pride that I both welcome andapplaud my fellow Barbadians both in their astute recognition and consummatematurity for tenaciously tackling and maintaining the hygienic integrity andbeautiful environment of our cherished Barbados. While, at the same time, indefinitely straightforward and robust but classically humorous Bajan termswarning off and likewise exhorting polluters of our country and their ilk, whetherthey're local or foreign visitors to our idyllic tropical shores, to R.H well, whilethere, NOT litter in any conceivable way or despoil the natural and picturesque


land and sea environments of our cherished homeland, Barbados. Stanley Collymore


The Upcoming And Creditable Murder Of RupertMurdoch! By Stanley Collymore A preferably sadistically slow, brutal and calculated deathmost fittingly becomes you Rupert Murdoch along withthe coterie of similar and likeminded lowlife detritustoadies you've always surrounded yourself withand transparently encompass a debilitatinglyrepressive environment and one constantlyin situ of pure evil whose tangibly fetidsmell absolutely rampantly apparentas the constituent elements of thatself-same evil itself, which co-existently knows no boundsand truthfully have beenaround much too long. And in the process both permanently and toxicallyhave uncaringly carried on contaminating as wellas effectively destroying like an invasive andlingering cancer everything of value aroundyou that you either personally touch or byvirtue of your corrosive influence anddeath like frown invariably put thecurse of Hades upon. That's whylike every item well past its natural sell by dateyou Rupert Murdoch and yours must as suchsummarily and wholly uncompromisinglybe ruthlessly removed, not for recyclingbut instead comprehensive eradication.Gun, I.E.D, engineered auto crash,private plane detonation or thecommon-o-garden macheteit really doesn't matter inthe least, as long as youare conclusively gone! © Stanley V. Collymore


1 August 2016. Author's Remarks:The waters of the Atlantic Ocean and to a lesser extent those of the CaribbeanSea abound with predatory sharks; and during the centuries' long epoch of whiteCaucasian, Jewish and Arab assisted sadistically contrived, barbarically enforcedand massively financially profited from Trans-Atlantic Black African Slavery theancestors of what are today's Atlantic Ocean and Caribbean Sea sharks routinelyfeasted royally in their aquatic domain on the Black bodies - alive as well asalready dead - of kidnapped Africans liberally, sumptuously but quite indifferentlyat the same time from the perspective of these African captives or those thatsurvived them, served up to these predatory and voraciously devouring sharksfrom the hellish bowels of the commercial slave ships from which they were nowwantonly and unceremoniously discharged. Often as a means it must be stated of lessening the ships ballast as theircaptains and crews desperately endeavoured to outrun hostile and dangerouslypredatory competitors determined to deprive these threatened ships of theirvaluable human cargo; forestall a similar loss as regards approaching or caughtup in Atlantic Ocean or Caribbean hurricanes; dispense with rebellious slaves onboard in order to teach the other slaves a crucial lesson; or simply for obvioushealth reasons by necessarily dispensing with the several dead bodies that hadaccrued on board among the tightly packed and permanently shackled Blackslaves in these ships holds during the four thousand miles Trans-Atlantic seajourney from Africa to the West Indies. Individuals: Every one of them with their own personal characteristics like youand me, but all of whom were nevertheless categorized and designated simply ascargo, never as human beings, and as such could be and were customarily andexpediently dispensed with, without a moment's consideration or hesitation,through the process of being thrown overboard, dead or alive, as was casuallydeemed to be appropriate, from the ships they were in to the treacherouslydangerous yet paradoxically for many of the slaves a blessed and mercifulrelease, from their point of view, psychological as well as a physiologicalliberating experience into the waters of the ocean deep; instilling in generationsof Black Caribbeans and centuries on both fear and a profound reverence forsharks in equal measure. And curiously with the abolition of slavery and the complete eradication of theslave ships that supplied this loathsome and barbaric trade in Black human livesthe incidences of shark attacks, either in the Atlantic Ocean in the waters off


those Caribbean islands like Barbados with an Atlantic coastline or the vastmajority of them located in the Caribbean Sea, have drastically declined and tothe point that in contemporary times and most certainly at the present timethere are virtually unheard of; and have long given rise to a local fable that thespirits of our Black ancestors and those of the sharks that previously devouredthem at the behest of white, Jewish and Arab slavers have mutually reached anhonourable agreement which entails that the Black descendants of the Trans-Atlantic Slave Trade be spared all such human traumas in the waters off ourislands, and in return our sharks will be conserved, which they certainly are. Anexcellent relationship all round! However, there are quite disingenuously deceptive, unquestionably treacherousand predatorily dangerous leviathans relative to the Caribbean marineenvironment which lurk menacingly, though thankfully far out to sea and wellaway from the coastlines of these idyllic tropical islands, and with which BlackCaribbeans have no empathy whatsoever with or any reverence for and willtherefore happily kill if and when they come across them. One of them is the deep-sea octopus - not to be confused with the ratherfriendly, totally harmless, basically shy and locally referred to in Barbados as theSea-Cat, which is a much smaller and variant species of the octopus family thatroams freely and wholly unmolested in the in-shore waters principally off the eastcoast Atlantic Ocean and the Caribbean Sea shorelines of Barbados andunsurprisingly is a protected species along with other sea creatures that dwell inthe waters around the Barbadian coasts. I've cited these sea creatures for a specific reason as it's my honest and firmbelief that News Corporation, its effective owner Rupert Murdoch and theplethora of like-minded slime balls and odious detritus of supposed humanity thatwork for that outfit and its subsidiaries are very much like the predatory AtlanticOcean sharks were during slavery and the deep-sea octopuses still are in the21st Century. And as any Bajan would tell you and particularly the fishermenthat come in contact with the latter the only way to kill them off is to go for thehead and the face; never the tentacles which will only grow back. And from myperspective and those who share my point of view the only way to excise theravenous cancer of News Corporation and all that it stands for on both sides ofthe Atlantic is, mixing metaphors, to concertedly and remorselessly obliterate thehead of its predatory octopus; and we all know who that is! Stanley Collymore


The Vicissitudes Of Unbridled Stupidity! By Stanley Collymore One of the many unacceptable yet commonplace featuresof humanity that unfortunately like so many others thatare profoundly embedded in the individual psyche ofseemingly normal men and women and even avidlycultivated by multitudes of them; whereupon theyunite to besmirch, debase and perilously impedethe very minds that play host to them and thatin times of their own adversity render themthe solace and reassurances they crave and that enablethem to bounce back again, is rank stupidity! Proofpositive, if any were ever truthfully needed, thatalthough at times caught off-balance, made tohurt and even quite seriously wounded thevicissitudes of stupidity and its stalwartguardians continuously somehow andinevitably all the same still manageto ensure that stupidity stays verymuch alive and disappointinglyis never in fact placed in anyreal danger of ever beingexpectantly made dead! © Stanley V. Collymore1 April 2016. Author's Remarks:It's most apt on this April Fool's Day I believe that this consciously arrived at andunapologetically expounded here motivation of mine is calculatedly targeted atall the psychologically sick, pathetic and dementedly evil Zionists everywhere andparticularly those that sickeningly run my country, the United Kingdom inwhatever capacity that they're ineffectually and excessively involved in doing so;as well as the substantial numbers of mindless, intellectually challenged, easilymanipulated, sycophantic and cap-doffing camp followers eagerly acting as theUseful Idiot foot soldiers for these vile morons and their perceived "socialbetters." Both categories of these distinct and completely detrital elements, which they


patently are, and farcically delude themselves into thinking they're supposedly ofour species Homo sapiens, but who I have nothing but the utmost and unceasingcontempt for. Stanley Collymore


The Violator By Stanley Collymore How does it feel in your obsessive and perniciouspursuit of social approbation to callously andself-servingly betray that one person whostaunchly stood by you when everyoneelse around you just didn’t want toknow? Who at great cost tothem financially and the substantial risk ofalso ruining their own reputation because ofyou, nevertheless faithfully kept faith inand protected you from misfortunewhen your enemies, legion innumber, simply wanted toviciously tear yourheart asunder? Or is the sudden and dubious social acceptanceof you by fair-weather friends who’ve heardof your huge win on the lottery that onlycame about through the courtesy andgenerosity of the money you gotfrom your sole benefactor,and as a result now want toopportunistically cash in on yourunanticipated but opportune successby finally, conveniently andsomewhat questionablyoffering their friendship no less,and to hell with true friendship,fidelity and ethicalness, theonly thing that mattersto you in the end? © Stanley V. Collymore19 March 2013. Stanley Collymore


The Whimsical Vagaries Of Love! By Stanley Collymore Does anyone really know for sure what love is reallyall about? We all clearly think that we do, buthow realistic is that assumption and whatare the conclusive grounds to promptsuch a conclusion much less anyabsolute certainty, particularlywhen collectively there isn’tand has never been anyunanimity whatsoeveron how each andeveryone of usindividuallyperceiveslove tobe? Consequently love means, as it has always done,different things to everyone, an observation,let’s be candid about that, which there’sno getting away from however muchthe individual concerned might betempted to either conceal oreven deny to themselvesthis transparent fact.To some people, therefore, love is all aboutromantic inclinations, while others viewit as nothing more than a suitableand convenient fig leaf to masktheir solitary purpose, whichis to fruitfully indulge inmultiple assignationsor unconstrainedacts of sexualcoition. But there are other by-products of it that one canassertively state or unchallengeably name, like


fashioning purported loving relationshipspurely for companionship sake; orperhaps keenly partake in that timehonoured and traditional pastime,so beloved of our British royaltyand aristocracy, of marryingnot necessarily for lovebut, most imperativefor them, to preserve theirprofoundly cherished,naturally perceivedand, of course,infinitelypreciousbloodline. Pedigree notions of exclusivity, flimsilybut all the same expectantly based onoutrageous fantasies of geneticsuperiority, which calculatingly,quite arbitrarily and proscriptivelybanish all perceived or any exploratorydisposition towards emotional entanglementsmuch less so the encroachment of genuine love;the adherents of such points of view evennow in the 21st Century delusionallyconvincing themselves that whatpersonal relationships theyultimately need to formmust, by virtue ofthe divine status hereditarilyendowed on and entrusted tothem by God himself, belargely determined byhigher considerationsand not simplyearthly onesalone! These bizarre vicissitudes of life aside thoughlove does occasionally, if permitted to,


manifest itself in more conventional,appealing and private ways thatquite often can and doinvariably turn out to be the mainstay ofexceptionally significant relationships thatfruitfully harvest the good in each of thosefortunate recipients while at the sametime avidly jettisoning the negativeaspects within them, whichthese individuals consciously know werethese allowed to exist would eventuallyin terms of their love for each other,any prospect of a meaningful andlong-term future together, ortheir general happinessbe their undoubtedNemesis. So however you perceive love to be; what youpersonally expect to beneficially derive from it oreven entrust to it yourself if as expectantly youmeet what you consider to be not only theright person to fall in love with but alsoto freely and willingly share your lifewith too, do remember that to be committedlyin love is as diametrically divergent fromwishful thinking on matters amorousas anything ever could be; has to beworked at assiduously in everyway, and shouldn’t be confusedor confine itself only to thepropagandistic, banal orcommercial importunitiescorporately churned outeither round about oractually on SaintValentine’sDay! © Stanley V. Collymore9 February 2014.


Observation:They say that love is in the eye of the beholder; curiously there’s no mention oflust which features more prominently than love in many, and arguably so theoverwhelming majority of personal relationships that are either consensually orotherwise engaged in within our contemporary world. So where precisely,biologically speaking, is lust located? Make the most of your Valentine’s Day and the opportunities, either handed toyou on a platter or concertedly devised by you, that that day presents. Howevercaution is advised and a few words of warning to boot in your shell-like! Namely,that whether you partake of these offered opportunities maturely or for thatmatter childishly is you affair, literally speaking, just as long as you’re preparedto accept the consequences that stem from your actions/activities on that dayand accordingly deal effectively and accountably with them, and not expect theresponsible members of your society or community come to that to be left withpicking up the customary burdensome, financial tab for your casual and societallydetrimental indiscretions! Stanley Collymore


The Witless Arrogance Of Your Average Racist! By Stanley Collymore So you think you've the right to dictate to mehow I should live my life; providing, ofcourse, you should condescendinglydetermine that I'm even entitledin the first place to a life of myown. How can that be, thatyou can simply look atme and moreover quitearrogantly and solelyon racial groundsalone arrive at such an utterly absurdconclusion? Where does commonsensebegin or logic come into any of this; or isyour brain so addled and you yourselfso completely pissed out of yourhead as to be in dire need ofbeing pathologically puton the terminal list ofwhat's self-evidentlythe absolute andirredeemablybrain dead? © Stanley V. Collymore29 August 2014. Author's Remarks:What would some individuals - correction, let me amend that remark tosignificant numbers of people - do if they didn't have their favourite hobbyhorseof racism to readily mount and ludicrously charge at the phantom of otherpeoples' alleged inferiority, eh? By the way, which cavalry are you in - that ofsensible pragmatism and intelligent deduction that the marvellous diversity ofthe human race is a quite natural, and thankfully so to anyone with a functioningbrain in his or her head or who has a brain at all, an astonishingly splendid andunchangeable phenomenon and therefore all for the good of humanity? Or are you simply and unworriedly contented to unthinkingly sit in the saddle of


reactionary opinion and freely ride with a rogue outfit that's rather blatantlyseeking to defend the indefensible, while at the same time glaringly andpathetically demonstrating your own innate and most conspicuously inescapableinferiority, itself based analytically on salient and very solid grounds? Like your own personality and what positive contributions or otherwise thatyou've made to your own community generally or humanity in particular forexample, and things that you have control over and consequently can eitherfreely change or otherwise opt not to - rather than asininely resorting to anindividual's skin colour, and which includes your own and that of others who youdetermine look like you, but something that neither you nor those individualswhom you gratuitously vilify or else celebrate according to your somewhatsubjective choices that were reached on this quite specious basis alone, had norole whatsoever, or could they have done, in determining the ultimate outcome -namely what race or skin colour they had allotted to themselves. And frankly only someone who is an absolute idiot would fail to recognize andacknowledge, however reluctantly so, all of this. And the fact that you haven'tdone so only serves to firmly confirm my conclusions about you. Namely, thatyou and others who think and act as you do are incorrigible idiots. QED! Stanley Collymore


The Zionist Chink In Sadiq Khan's Muslim Armour! By Stanley Collymore You are no inspiration worthy of the term to anygenuinely decent and peace loving Christian,Muslim or religious Jewish adherent SadiqKhan; and that is equally true in relationto conscionable, highly perceptive anddiscernibly logical thinking agnosticsand atheists too, who incontestablyare not only capable of but alsotake great pride in thinking forthemselves and would be quite shocked anddeeply horrified as well were anyone toreach the idiotic conclusion, far lessso indulge in the quite manifestlyoffensive assertion, that thosethings in life that truly andfundamentally matter tothem should arbitrarilybe left to and entirelysettled on by clearlysenseless and purebred morons likeyou Sadiq Khan! © Stanley V. Collymore20 June 2016. Stanley Collymore


There’s No Specific Time To Fall In Love! By Stanley Collymore I don’t want to alarm you but my personal feelings for youhave intensified dramatically over those past months thatI first met and have come to know you; and to be quitehonest with you it’s a fascinating development thatI’ve wholeheartedly welcomed. Too early youcould possibly and quite logically say inresponse to this amorous declarationI’m making for me to properlyassess my true emotionstowards you, bearingin mind the shorttime that we’veknown eachother. But while caution and circumspection are themselvesessential tools in helping to effectively gauge theworthiness or even the sheer advisability ofembarking on a romantic liaison whatever its origins or thecircumspection of its time frame might be, the emergence andreinforcement of true love thankfully does not come, norshould that ever be the case, with a predeterminedanalysis or prescripted guidelines on how oneshould initially react or later behavewhen lanced by the dart of love;but rather instead welcomewith open arms thispleasurable andinvariablyconstructivelife-changingintrusion intoone’s private life. And that’s precisely what I’m hoping for in our case if you’llallow it. For I know with absolute certainty that I’vefallen deeply, excitingly and commitedly in love


with you and there’s nothing now or in theforeseeable future that’s ever likely tochange how I feel about you, andunderstandably want very much to encourageyou to do the same in respect of me, asthere’s no specific or optimum timeto ever fall in love; just therecognition that oneis in love! © Stanley V. Collymore9 August 2013. Stanley Collymore


There's More To Life Peter Kyle Than Just Being AWhite British, Zionist Queer! By Stanley Collymore I'm disturbed at how Palestinians and their Authoritystupidly rely on their narrative of unjust victimhood,alienation and historical grievances which unnecessarilyand frustratingly can and do put a damper on a clearambition and lust for 21st Century life on behalf ofthe Palestinians themselves. So says loathsomeQueer Ass Peter Kyle: rookie Hove parliamentariansince May 2015 in the British House of Commons;Yid aficionado, staunch Sussex member andan inveterate supporter of Yidland, as hespews out on manipulated cue, as all similarrepugnant Zionist Yids do, his contagiousbile and vitriolic calumny against theineffectual Palestinian Authoritygenerally and the amazinglylong suffering Palestinianpeople whom the PA badlyand even treacherouslyserves, specifically. While either intentionally or else dimwittedly unaware,these loquacious queers - for it's hard sometimes forrational and intelligent persons to accurately assessor be absolutely clear in one's mind when forcedto deal, as in Peter Kyle's situation, with utterlypathetic and pathologically demented queerblockheads whose limited brains, assumingof course that there are any there in thefirst place to speak of, will most certainly befound, one is unquestionably convinced,not in their heads but quite assuredly up the foulasses of these queer morons - that what thesepathological liars are dishonestly bitchingabout in relation to the Palestinians isessentially and undeniably a classic


situation and one acutely pertaining totheir acerbic opponents of whydon't you just piss off you ass-fixated cretins and following thatworthy biblical injunction,first treat and thereafterheal yourselves ofyour underliningillnesses, youmanifestly sickand fraudulent"physicians! " For these gratuitous smears and calculated liespurposely and maliciously directed at thePalestinians together with the fictitiousconduct that's being scheminglycharacterized of and also ascribed to them is,to put it mildly, a comprehensive summationof exactly what these patently repugnantand Zionist Yids that Peter Kyle andthe entire panoply of British Houseof Commons, other parliamentarians,retired politicians, media stenographers and so-called pundits alike Dykes, Queers and Paedophilesare so fanatically supporting and defending, havethemselves consistently and hypocritically beenpublicly turning a Nelsonian blind eye to whileclandestinely encouraging and vigorouslysupporting Yidland's fullest utilizationof the same odious procedures. Yetthis prized Queer Ass Pillock PeterKyle, defecating in diarrhoeafashion his rectal bile, has gotthe bloody nerve to labelJeremy Corbyn: the massivelydemocratically electedLabour Party Leader and a life-long advocate of justice forthe Palestinians, a "loser?What a sick tosser! Getfucking real you dense


and Queer Ass Man! © Stanley V. Collymore16 May 2016. Author's remarks:Hands up those of you who before reading this poem/article of mine had everheard of Peter Kyle whether you live in the south of England where he's the MPfor Hove; all of England or stretching the imagination even further afieldanywhere across the regions that comprise the rest of the United Kingdom orfurther beyond. I thought as much - none of you, for as I've discovered, and Ialways meticulously do my vital homework before embarking on writinganything, this moron Peter Kyle is even a nonentity in the parliamentaryconstituency that he "represents: " a victory there on his part thatwas significantly occasioned by virtue of the political party he belongs to, but inmy opinion shouldn't be in, and in reality has absolutely very little if anything atall to do with this queer specimen of alleged humanity winning. But like the bombastic and odious Queer that he is this rectum-fixated PillockPeter Kyle sees things differently; and therefore like all the other loathsomequeers, dykes and paedophiles, one and the same that hideously infect theBritish Houses of Parliament: Lords and the Commons; the Westminster Bubble;and the privileged "elites" within British society they all happilygenuflect to and pay their fulsome obeisance to the Bantu-Saudi allied Mecca ofthese repugnant abominations embodied in the form of the Rothschilddynastically established, owned, comprehensively controlled and currentlyadministered by Benjamin Netanyahu and his likewise mentally unhinged cohortsZionist, Nazi and apartheid Yidland! And how very nice for all of you imbecilicBritish prats out there that you too as Goy plebeians and peasants can all be apart of this! And what inveterate Zionist and Useful Idiots like Queer Ass Peter Kyle wantspecifically for the Palestinians amidst their fake concern for them is to havethem consistently kicked in the crutch and as they convulsively write on theground in pain for abhorrent pillocks like him to arrogate to themselves theinalienable and salient right as well to not only tell but also demand how theirvictims should respond to these barbaric and gratuitous assaults being unleashedon them; while not daring to do anything whatever to protect themselves. Stanley Collymore


There's No Way That You Odious Buggers Will EverKeep Jeremy Corbyn Down! By Stanley Collymore You sure as Hell Jeremy Corbyn have a characteristic wayof getting up the stinking noses of your opponents anddetractors and that really takes some doing I mustsay in a disunited and thoroughly dysfunctionalBritain run by patently inured Dykes, Queers,Paedophiles, their closet and exceptionallyinfluential closet supporters and naturallytheir panoply of powerfully installed and officiallyimmune from prosecution bevy of massive taxdodgers and infatuated money laundererscorporate controllers and their buddymedia operators in partnership withtheir skilfully groomed, extremelypropagandistically brainwashedand manipulatively led UsefulIdiot and Plebeian supporters. Collectively a smarmy coterie of essentially lowlife,white trash, delusional exceptionalist, ingrainedwhite supremacists, thoughtlessly redneck,Caucasian, imperialist and colonialistscum fancifully permeated with adeleterious mindset that wouldhave been perfectly at homein the 19th or the earlier part of the 20thcenturies except that regardless ofwhether or not these inveteratemorons accept it or not we'reall physically living in the21st Century; and that'snot only how thingsshould sensibly beperceived by allcompos mentispersons but


also mustshrewdlystand! And no one knows this better and is alsofirmly committed to seeing these pastand enduring wrongs energeticallytackled and permanently undone,and why amongst other thingswe his steadfast supportersare all the way with him,than the astute, highlyethical and a mostcaring politician and proficientleader: our much treasuredand will happily defendin all given situationsthe quite unrivalledJeremy Corbyn! © Stanley V. Collymore17 August 2016. Author's Remarks:How ironic that a thunderous lowlife, windbag and two times prospective PM loserlike Neil Kinnock in tandem with another treacherous turncoat slime ball, massmurderer, war criminal and additionally a physically as well as a psychologicallyblind bastard in the person of David Blunkett who routinely used to fly the redflag over the council offices in Sheffield, where he once held sway as a councilleader, are now with their snouts in the corporate troughs as well as the EU onein the case of Neil Kinnock and his equally avaricious wife Glenys are nowlecturing Jeremy Corbyn on morality, competence and good government.Couldn't make up stuff like that could one? And a typical case of irony clearly loston these two inured morons. Stanley Collymore


They’re Just Kids And Can’t Vote! By Stanley Collymore Hardly a month goes by without my hearing some horrorstory or other of abusive neglect towards and even thecallous and barbaric murder of young children, somejust toddlers or babes in arms, at the hands of theirown mothers or others, generally blood relativesand their partners, who are entrusted to lookafter them, and ought to have instinctivelydone so as any civilized and caringperson would. But reality, I’mafraid, is quite often verydifferent from what’slogically expected. However, even more disturbing than these insane killingsis the ritual passing the buck by so-called professionalpractitioners, civic and social agencies, misnomerterms to say the last in my view, burdensomelyfinanced by already hard-pressed now suitablyoutraged at what’s going on taxpayers inwhat to these cynical retards and uselessparasitical jobsworths are evidentlyand expediently nothing more thanlucrative sinecure positions thatironically in their case they areneither competently suitedfor nor should they havebeen appointed tothese jobs inthe firstplace. Yet their principal responsibility and the crucial element oftheir job description is that of unreservedly protectingchildren; a legal and moral task they’ve miserablyand consistently failed to do while routinelyand with consummate impunity getting awaywith their criminal negligence and brazen


irresponsibility amidst the pervasiveand pernicious backdrop of theirunconvincing, meaningless and oft statedplatitudes each time another needlesstragedy occurs that lessons must belearnt and measures will be putin place to ensure nothinglike it ever happensagain. Until thenext time! © Stanley V. Collymore5 October 2013. Stanley Collymore


They'Ll All Be Wanting The Right Next To Watch UsHaving It Off! By Stanley Collymore Are you absolutely sure you're really ready for this? Since,to be perfectly honest with you, making love, as apart fromjust gratuitously having sexual intercourse, can nevernor should it ever simply be considered as aphysical activity whose decidedlyconsensual interaction amonglikeminded persons involved ought by anyoneto be regarded as a legitimate subject liablefor external proscription, or only allowedto be honourably indulged in, in what'sdeemed to be sensible moderationthat is itself completely free ofthe evidently ridiculous butalso, would you creditit, the contaminablevice of excess? Notwithstanding, and totally ignoring of course,that what is being joyously, voluntarily and,moreover, mutually and beneficiallyengaged in is clearly what thetwo adult participants - ofwhatever race, social background or standing,sexual orientation or gender they may beand who are evidently committed toeach other in actions noticeablyand consistently shown tobe absolutely composmentis - are jointly,undeniably andalways fullycognisantof this. In other words, and I sincerely hope you'll


agree with me, that our sex life together,were it ever to be assessed, is perfectlyreasonably, I firmly insist, strictly aprivate matter between the twoof us that must permanentlyremain our exclusive domain,and isn't nor should it either bedeemed or misguidedlyever looked upon asanybody else'sbusiness. © Stanley V. Collymore11 December 2014. Author's Remarks:Have you noticed as I've recurrently observed that those who are the mosthopeless, inadequate and the least knowledgeable about or properly prepared inrelation to having sex; those who frequently and most miserably fail to cope withthe consequential effects of their own activities of what's basically and quiteinescapable a bodily function - whether indulged in unilaterally: you know what Imean, or consensually engaged in with someone else - and consequently envelopthemselves with a multitude of ludicrous and self-indulgent, sexual hang-ups toconceal their failings, are the very ones who invariably think that they have theunchallengeable right to arbitrarily foist their pathetic, lame-brained,hypocritically induced and basically coercive indulgences onto others while at thesame time self-importantly dictating to them how exactly they should conducttheir own sexual lives. Attitudes that instinctively prompt my advice to all these sanctimonious,particularly vainglorious and utterly disingenuous nerds, regardless of who theyare or what influential or powerful roles they rather nepotistically hold in oursociety, to stick to minding their own bloody business, try chilling out instead,and as a personal favour to all intelligent and thinking members of our society toshut it and permanently get lost in the process! Stanley Collymore


Think More Of Being A Wholesome Maiden, Less SoOn Being The Maidenhead Control-Freak! By Stanley Collymore You say that you're blasé about sex and can eithertake it or leave it, but if your claim oft repeated,forcefully stated but, crucially, never everprompted by contradictions from orthe actions of anyone, has anycredibility to it why then doyou keep bringing the subject up,and furthermore so repetitivelywhen quite obviously yourpersonal actions on thismatter, I must say,distinctly conveya completelydifferent picture altogether? Look, you don'thave to obfuscate about nor justify yoursexual feelings, and there's certainlyno need to clarify them to anyonewhatsoever; unless, of course,you're actually planningon engaging in a regular sexual tryst ora committed personal relationshipwith some individual whomyou greatly desire andtherefore envisageto be yourlover! © Stanley V. Collymore16 October 2014. Authors Remarks:Having sex, whatever species the participants belong to, is an activity as old asthe proverbial hills, deeply meshed in the enduring annals of time and was meantto be every bit as pleasurable as satisfyingly being a core element in the process


of procreation. So bearing that in mind one would have thought that humanbeings, who sanctimoniously and even hubristically arrogate to themselves aludicrous superiority over all other animals and creatures living in our mutualhome planet Earth, would not only have recognized the aforementioned facts butlikewise fully accepted them. Regrettably, however, many humans haven't; continue to make a real pig's earout of something essentially very beautiful and touching in its reciprocalexecution; and narcissistically, as well, rather than nurture inborn and artlesssexual intercourse and its associated activities, both prior to and after the act, asthe endemically and enlivening personal exposition of one's self as well as one'sinnermost feelings, as these developments rightfully are; instead asininely turnthem into the scary nightmare that perversely they seemingly get considerablepleasure and, incredibly, a great deal of inner comfort from doing so. So lighten up you uninitiated ladies! And in the process of doing so, think more ofbeing a wholesome and worthy maiden and less so on being a maidenheadcontrol-freak! Stanley Collymore


Think Positively Perhaps the sun will shine tomorrow andperchance I’ll have a much better daythan what I’m presently experiencing;but whatever happens eventually,I just want you to know thatI’m immensely gratefulfor you being here. Stanley Collymore


This Inured Criminal, Blairite Scum Have Forfeited AllRight To Life And Must Die! By Stanley Collymore I was quite buoyed up by the outcome when I wasappointed a member of the Labour Party's NECand was additionally delighted as a Blairite,neo-con, Nazi, Zionist, fascist, racist anda neoliberal too that I now had carteblanche to expressly and unfetteredat all times fulsomely indulgemyself in my personal bigotries and furthermoreto avidly do the every bidding of my Yidlandobsessive, warmongering exponent, clearlywar criminally disposed and indisputablyterrorism inured controllers, who pre-planned had carefully engineeredthe situation that my colleaguesand I are now comfortably in. This of course was always to guarantee thatmy close and child-porn-fixated friendIan McNicol along with all the otherlikeminded scum who comprise ourteam and together work as one,and quite naturally me TomWatson: archetypal closetQueer and Paedophile extraordinaire,immune so far, could collectivelybe here where we presently areto undemocratically and quitearbitrarily initiate adjudicateand overseer every act ofdeliberate illegality andother forms of harmfulcriminality under theall-encompassingauspices of ourdirected NEC.


Most helpfully, I must confess, with significantcorrupt assistance from the England andWales judiciary, namely in the formof the Sales, Macur and BeatsonAppeals Court pronouncementsanctioning the purging ofbona fide young andworking class Labour Party members whileat the same time brazenly permitting therigging of a coup inspired and whollyengineered enforced Labour leader-ship campaign against an alreadyhugely democratically electedand grassroots popular leaderJeremy Corbyn. But havefaith my fellow Britonsfor Death the ultimateleveller will before long for all ofthem in this specific affair bethe overriding catalyst fortheir warranted undoing;categorical and hellishtoo I most solemnlypromise unyieldingviolent nemesis! © Stanley V. Collymore8 September 2016. Author's Remarks:My Mum, bless her, has always insisted and robustly and convincingly instilled inmy siblings and me from our earliest childhood that evil of whatever sort whendetected and unmistakably recognized or acknowledged as such shouldunquestionably, unhesitatingly, unrelentingly and remorselessly be confrontedand permanently destroyed by every means at our disposal, and that under nocircumstances whatsoever should we ever make compromising overtures towardsit. And she exemplified this resolute and undeviating philosophy of hers by alsotelling us in the form of an analogy that if unsurprisingly or otherwise we


encountered for instance a poisonous and therefore dangerous scorpion with boththe capability and determined will to kill its selected victims, ourselves forargument sake, and it so happened that this scorpion was also the parent ofseveral baby offspring that were dependent on this predatory killer that weshouldn't allow sentiment for these baby scorpions to personally andirresponsibly intervene and consequently have them remain unmolested in ourjustified decision to murder their progenitor, since these baby scorpions ifaccorded that dispensation will eventually grow up into adult ones and in likemanner behave precisely like their parent(s) . So it was not only best but alsojudicious to wipe them out entirely as well. And steadfastly adhering to my Mum's advice that's precisely how I feel aboutTony Blair, Gordon Brown, their respective family members and all the similarlowlife, warmongering, war criminal, crimes against humanity, whiteexceptionalist, Labtory and endemically racist, Nazi Zionist and Yid scum whoinfest and infect not only the Labour Party and its NEC but also the entirety ofthe United Kingdom! And consequently from a personal perspective I have neither a problem nor forthat matter any reservation whatsoever in explicitly stating, as I've done onother occasions before, that with a corrupt judicial system in place in the UK anditself compounded by a plethora of nepotistic and cronyism lawyers in bothHouse of Parliament that are all closely interlinked with each other, and a systemreinforced by the transparent revolving door that facilitates these bent andcriminal lawyers that make absolutely sure that none of their kind will ever findthemselves in the dock far less so doing prison time, that the only resolution inplace of this marked lack of justice is to kill ever fucking one of them and theiroffspring as my Mum suggested must be the case with scorpions. And to that effect I'm wholeheartedly in favour of that and will lend everysupport that I can to facilitate the necessary process of cleaning up this stinkingAugean Stables that is Britain! And if as a result the police, security services, thecap-doffing, brainless and manipulated assholes that are too totally brain-dead toeven see what's happening to their country, they would have you believe, can'tstomach what I say and am firmly committed to, then I really don't have to tellyou what to do with yourselves, do I? Since you're already fully cognizant ofthat! Stanley Collymore


This Loving Entreaty To Me By My MaternalGrandmother By Stanley Collymore Go into the world with great confidence my grandson andthere seriously venture to make your personal mark butcontinually doing so with well thought out reasoning,forceful and unchallengeable logic and the utmostcommonsense unrelentingly intertwined withreflective compassion, caring and explicitappreciation of the truly deserving. Andnever let arrogance, wanton pride norgreed be regarded as needs in yourlife or ever be acknowledged asessential ingredients of any likely good fortune you mayeventually command, nor on the flip side of this andregardless of however misleadingly persuasive itmight seem let the utterly deceitful disowning,expedient, shameful, counterproductive anddisparaging overlooking of your familialand cultural roots, your racial origin orany amount of unanticipated or suddenfailures that you may encounter along the way essayeither voluntarily and calculatedly on your part onthe one hand, or by other de facto means on theother conspire to venomously infect the veryheart of what from birth has intentionallybeen your upbringing and in actualityand most significantly too the veryessence of yourself my belovedgrandson as an indisputablylaudable, productive andin those circumstancesa most commendableand truly worthyhuman being! © Stanley V. Collymore5 December 2015.


Author’s Remarks:This poem and the motive behind writing it are very personal and additionallyvery important to me. And at this current Christmastide and while engaginglyand reflectively remembering my own profound and enduring Christianupbringing and doing so with immeasurable thanks and gratitude to all those,and most especially my Grandmother, for all that they altruistically did to ensuremy upbringing was a truly memorable and constructive one, I’d like to also takethis opportunity to express my sincerest Christmas greetings and best wishes tothe extremely wide Diaspora of the Collymore and Springer Families of which I’man integral part. Equally too to all my students, past and present, across Britain, in Barbados,Scandinavia and naturally of course Germany, and most appreciably those of youthat regularly keep in touch and interestingly let me know how you’re doing inthis big bad world that, most flatteringly you keep telling me, I helped toconstructively and successfully help prepare you for. Thanks for the compliments! Additionally to all my personal friends in every possible human category – and Idon’t need to tell you what that is or how invaluable your treasured assistance,love, friendship and your committed support have been over the years as youknow this perfectly well. As well to the many new correspondents and “literarygeniuses” – no exaggeration at all here – whom I’ve encountered through ourjoint writing site, . You are beyond doubt an inspiration both in your literarycreations and as human beings and I look forward very much to continueworking and exchanging comments and objective literary analyses in 2016. Inthe meantime have a marvellous festive season all of you. Finally, meine deutsche Partnerin who already knows how I feel about you asreciprocally you constantly and happily remind me how you feel about me; buthey while I’m justifiably praising everyone of value to me publicly, though privateindividuals you and me, it seemed remiss not to mention you as well and say inthe process: “Dass ich Dich liebe und immer will! ” Stanley Collymore


Tropical Hurricane By Stanley Collymore Gale force winds rampaging wilfully in a consciouslyexercised and malevolent spree, and as a result ofthis contemptible and maliciously encouragedduress and deleterious jamboree giving risemost condescendingly and aggressivelyto boisterously wind-lashed seas thatquite eagerly, extraordinarily andunavoidably in these distinctlyorchestrated and manifestlyconspiratorial circumstances, unwaveringly,viciously, calculatedly and destructivelyresort to co-operatively assist in theprojected and copious spawning ofa range of enormous waves andexceptionally treacherous seacurrents, reinforced in turnby lashing rain that wascomplementary to thespeedy incursion ofan impending andplainly ominousinland flooding. An added disaster in waiting that promptlyand markedly inescapably would to theintensive and deliberately generatedatmosphere of the intentionallycreated and cold-bloodedlyplanned civic confusionthat jointly encompassmerely a fractional part, but all the same, aconclusively acknowledged realizationof the overall adverse environmentand the frighteningly disturbingencounter wearily denouncedas but likewise officiallyalso categorized as a


tropical hurricane. An incident at whose particular mercy those who're eitherspecifically designated as or else are more likely to bethe random and hapless victims of this callous andpresumably premeditated heinousness are leftdefencelessly completely beholding to, nomatter how judiciously or else rationallyprepared they were for its eventualcoming and ultimate eventuality.For equally and inescapablycaught up in this naturaland predatory beast'srelentless stalking even though unsurprisingly,and therefore expectantly, everyone knewwell in advance that it was coming, theonerous responsibility entrusted tonational governments and theirrespective civic authoritiesdespite man's amazingscientific inventionsor early warningand advanceddevelopedsystems. Nor, come to that, his conscientiously and oftenemployed forewarning communications. Fornotwithstanding their usually proclaimedusefulness they're basically still utterlypowerless in usefully harnessing forthe general good of all affected orotherwise disposed to be troubled communityor country, the unleashed energy of everylooming or devastating hurricane that'swaylaying their vicinity, far less soacquire the requisite capabilityto ever permanently banishthe unceasing occurrenceof tropical hurricanes. © Stanley V. Collymore


21 September 2017. Author's Remarks:Hurricanes are predictable; can be destructive even to the point of beingdevastatingly so, and generally unavoidable in their occurrences. They are alsoatmospheric events that do feature periodically and with varying levels ofintensity in the lives of most Caribbean people. But all the same, these tropical hurricanes can at the same time, either with orwithout their awesome display of raw, remarkable and unbridled power, be atruly spectacular as well as a most strikingly majestic demonstration of thediscernibly tremendous influence which these impressive stalwarts and agents ofnature have, not only on our environment but significantly mankind as well. And although their presence can at times be rather deadly and likewisetraumatically heart-breaking for some, a world completely devoid of allhurricanes would, in my opinion - and I've personally witnessed several of themfirst-hand and upfront as they say in the Caribbean - be an awful diminution ofNature's well balanced choreography of challenging catastrophes set against, aswell as in the process highlighting, its many extraordinary environmentalblessings. Stanley Collymore


True Love Is About Selflessly Giving Not Selfishly OrExploitatively Taking! By Stanley Collymore Please have the courage and decency to give me back what youhave duplicitously and quite insultingly taken away from me;and I'm specifically referring to my self-respect, self-worthand human dignity that in the concertedly premeditatedfashion that you've so loathsomely done you havegratuitously and most callously deprived me of.And why it is that I'm so desperate now toregain the previous state of affairs that before youcame into my life I was most happily ensconced in, andalso why I'm absolutely willing to make any reasonablesacrifice that will ably assist in forever eradicatingthe everyday unhappiness and strife that haveconsistently bedevilled my life ever sinceI innocently but now remorsefully madethat fateful decision to be your wife. A now intolerable and wholly impossible situation that I'llno longer either tolerate or consciously endure anymoreand why it is that I'm voluntarily and even willinglyprepared to overlook all the money that in yourexquisitely beguiling, I must say, and utterlyconvincing charm offensive way when wewere happily courting naturally led meto irresistibly, unavoidably and in practically every otherconceivable manner lose my head, enthusiastically andcarelessly succumb to and quite stupidly as it turnedout, it has to be said, inadvertently allowed you togyp me. A complete idiot you must surely havegleefully concluded of me in the aftermath ofwhat you did; easy pickings for you on yourpart and all from a besotted woman freelyand explicitly declaring to you what washonestly and lovingly in her heart butall the same seen by you as someonewith more money and a credulous


nature than usual common sense. And you were probably right then. But guess what? I'm nolonger that feckless female you attributed to me and thenduped into marry you, for in the interim amid my firstmeeting you and now I've been forced expeditiouslyfrom our marital point of view, albeit distressingly,agonizingly but none the less honestly admit, tofundamental changes in my personal life thatpreceding your eventual coming along andessentially ruining my life in addition tocritically endangering my entire wellbeing, I just couldn'thave ever imagined myself doing. But I've changed, allthe same, and for the better! And therefore there's nolikely chance now of my ever wanting to stay withyou let alone continuing to be your convenientdoormat, dutiful spouse or obedient woman.And that doesn't simply apply to you mysoon to be ex-husband but every otherman who thinks and acts as you do.So good riddance to bad rubbish Isay, for as far as you're affectedI'm well and truly on my way! © Stanley V. Collymore28 March 2017. Author's Remarks:This poem was inspired by an interesting, open-hearted, laughable at times butall the same a very intense conversation that I had with a personal acquaintanceof mine who of her own volition, because she trusted me she complimentarilyassured and confided in me, related the corresponding events to me. In thecourse of our conversation I told her that her story had all the hallmarks forbeing a very instructional and inspiring poem that I would very much like towrite, she already knew that I'm a poet, but that in my doing so if she had noobjections to my writing the said poem I would quite naturally, meticulouslyretain her anonymity as well as studiously protect her identity and theconfidences she'd freely but trustingly entrusted in me. In response she spontaneously but laughingly and encouragingly replied:"Name the bastard, I don't mind! " However, in all fairness to her as


well as professionally to myself I decided not to, for once these things are outthere they tend to permanently stay there, and a decision made in haste or outof revenge might very well be regretted much later once the anger or even thehate that instigated it have themselves grossly diminished. Besides, not yet a mother herself this personal acquaintance of mine confidedthat she would despite her unpleasant experiences with her now ex-husbandnevertheless with someone that she could genuinely trust love to have children,and given those circumstances I felt that I didn't want to unnecessarily, if at all,inflict a needless burden on any future children my acquaintance may have andin the process lumber them with an intolerable and degrading legacy thatstemmed from the now defunct relationship between their mother and thisutterly loathsome, manipulative, avaricious and lowlife scum of an individual thattheir Mum had unfortunately married. But even so and while it's honest on my part to say that this poem wasspecifically written for this personal acquaintance of mine and likewise isunquestionably dedicated to her just as it's similarly penned from a female'sperspective, I must furthermore say that anyone: female, male, married,engaged, living in a partnership or single who can individually relate to mypersonal acquaintance's experiences or have yourself been in a similar situationthat is itself troublesomely laden with its deeply traumatic or disturbinginvolvement in relation to your personal love life are quite at liberty, if you wantto, to empathize with this poem and draw whatever comfort or lessons that youcan from it. And I sincerely hope that you do. Stanley Collymore


Unforgettable And Thought Provoking Memories By Stanley Collymore Being a librarian in Britain was once and universally acrossthe country a highly knowledgeable and a very responsiblevocation, not so any more alas as those days are longgone and even rashly and hastily forgotten, that'sassuming of course they were ever known aboutin the first place by those who hedonisticallyfrequent our libraries nowadays as somewhere that to their heart's content theycan either indulge luxuriantly in a multiplicity ofimbecilic and naturally non-inspirational contentthat fits in handsomely, but despairingly andmarkedly so to other library users that indistinct contrast to them have sensiblyfunctioning and regularly utilizedbrains in their heads, with theseaforesaid morons' appallinglyto every one else apart fromthem utterly fixated Reality TV fantasyshenanigans; while additionally andmost evidently in their workshycapacity using these librariesas warm and obviously toothers as annoyinglyopportune placesto boisterouslyhang out in! You however are gratefully a librarian of theold school - not only cognizant of but alsodiscernibly and determinedly one whopromotes the golden value rules ofyesteryear, and in that capacityprofessionally, sensibly andobjectively adhere to thecultured standards thaterudite library clientsof today fully anticipate,


appreciate, willinglyembrace and, ofcourse, cherishand correctlyconsider asvery dear. © Stanley V. Collymore27 January 2017. Author's Remarks:I've written openly and unabashedly previously, and will wherever and wheneverpossible continue to do so at ever opportunity, about the parlous state of Britishlibraries in the 21st Century as the long forgotten genial venues for thewelcoming acknowledgement, vigorous encouragement, constructivereinforcement and the objective and universal dispensing to all and sundry whoare themselves seeking to improve their lives both socially and intellectually, andwhich indisputably constitutes the primary platform and the fundamental role oflibraries, in my opinion, and why their altruistic, far-sighted originators andbenefactors established them in the first place. But unfortunately and most regrettably in practicably every conceivable sensewithin Britain these laudable pursuits and programmes are now as far removedfrom these originally and for some considerable time afterwards sterling andcommensurately worthwhile goals as one can possibly get. A tedious andexasperating situation to say the least and one that can and must be steadfastlyand truthfully laid not only at the feet of many of today's library users but alsosignificantly and most ironically in Britain's case those of the vast majority ofbasically puerile jobsworth, incompetent, attention-starved and therefore populistlibrarians themselves; generating a truly wholesale tragedy that benefits no one,not even with the merest modicum of intelligence, but all the same reinforces thedictum of plummeting British society to the very bottom of the least commondenominator for all. Stanley Collymore


Untainted Family Values In An Era Of DecadentHedonism By Stanley Collymore Only inveterate queers, testosterone-pushy dykes,the puerile and lasciviously promiscuous whovulgarly and outlandishly take to breedinglike rampantly fecund rabbits and thenmost irresponsibly and unashamedlyexpect others to fully support theirbastard progeny in conjunctionwith sick perverts, predatorypaedophiles, their equallymarauding supporters, other like-minded scumwho evilly and collectively profit immenselyfrom familial dissonance and its attendantdysfunctionality absolutely and absurdlydelude themselves this isn't or cannotbe the case, and therefore the rest ofus shouldn't be told or encouragedto consider that it is; misguidedpropaganda they call it. Whilein total contrast all sane and mindful peopleappropriately instilled with cultural andreligious morality are prudently wellaware and have consistently beenerudite in this acknowledgementthat the just announced familyreport deductions couldn't inthese truly gruelling timeswhere family morality isconcerned be any morewelcome, germane orto a mammoth extenthugely appropriate! © Stanley V. Collymore27 April 2016.


Author's Thoughts:Family life in Britain has over the centuries effectively undergone a 360 degreeturn and currently is in the worst state of affairs it has ever been. Initially peopleformed relationships that could themselves have been affected by recurrentcircumstances like war or pestilence forcing those involved to make the most ofthe time that they had together before the Grim Reaper wielded his scythe anddispatched them to the other world. Even so marriage wasn't all thatcommonplace among the lower classes and was an institution that the rich andaspiring upper classes indulged in so they could legitimize their offspring, orsupposed ones as cuckolding was just as rampant then among these wealthy andupper class "elites", and therefore able in their minds at least toleave their wealth and property to these offspring when they personally died;mortality rates being pretty low overall among all sections of the population atthe time. However, as marriage became more fashionable among the rich and upperclasses the lower class British Plebs and peasants began emulating their socialbetters. They had no wealth or property to pass on to their progeny but as is stillcurrent in class entrenched Britain they just toadying liked to replicate in theirfashion the ways of their perceived social betters and often became even morehard-line in their social and moral observances than those whom they werelooking up to on a class basis and endeavouring in social norms to emulate. So marriage actively encouraged by the church became rather commonplace andsaw Britain go through a number of puritan stages moralistically, on the surfacethat is and publicly so but privately it was invariably something a whole lotdifferent. Anyway these pretences were religiously maintained and those who fellfoul of them in the eyes of these hypocritical masses were summarily andpublicly dealt with, ostracism and even death being the dire consequences fortheir perceived anti-social, immoral and irreligious conduct. And althoughmodified over the ensuring years and centuries these strict public observanceswere nevertheless rigidly maintained. One such situation was bastardy now codified as illegitimacy. Previouslyacknowledged without the bat of an eyelid among the wealthy, upper classes thearistocracy and even royalty illegitimacy was now publicly shunned and amongBritain's lower classes was severely ostracised and penalized. Consequently girlsor women, who got pregnant without the benefit of being churched, namelymarried, or who couldn't persuade or con some poor sod into marrying themwhether the expectant child was his or not or in several cases this chosen andduped mug not even knowing that his intended bride was pregnant, was


summarily dispatched to one of the plethora of homes for unmarried mothersthat had mushroomed across Britain for the specific purpose of keeping thesecategorized fallen females out of the public spotlight and well away from theirhome neighbourhoods and the palpable public embarrassment and consternationof their close family members and friends and of course the female in questionown public ostracism. Sometimes though as frequently happened in Wales an already married familymember: an older sibling for example or a young uncle or aunt, would take onthe child and bring it up as their own supposed biological offspring and notuncommonly with the child itself totally unaware of let alone ever being toldconfidentially or otherwise of its biological parentage in terms of its real motheror father assuming that he was known. But customarily the pregnant andunmarried mother was surreptitiously dispatched to one of these unmarriedmothers home well away from her neighbourhood and community where she wasoften patronizingly treated by supercilious staff members and steamrolled intohaving her child fostered or adopted; a measure embarked on it was told to herin her "best interests". Often with no moral, physical or financial support behind her and expecting nonea situation compounded by the fact and her knowledge that none of these thingswould be forthcoming if she were to stupidly or ill-advisedly she was remindedkeep her child the vast majority of these mothers predictably caved in and didwhat was demanded of them, namely agreeing to the relinquishment of theirchildren to others knowing full well that when this act was completed mother andchild would in all possibility never see each other again. And in exchange fordoing so the fallen mother, daughter or female relative would occasionally bewarily welcomed back among her own family on condition that she kept hermouth firmly shut about what had happened to her and so didn't publiclyembarrass or humiliate these "loving" family members of hers whocouldn't be any more non-supportive of her even if they had theoreticallyacquired a PhD in the subject. But there was a group of females who fared ever far worse; white women or girlsover the legal age of consent who'd consensually had sexual relationships withBlack men or youths their own age and had gotten pregnant, even voluntarily so.And in such circumstances if her family members of the authorities who wereracially horrified by what they saw as a carnal and despicable relationship wereunable to coerce the female in question that she'd been "raped" bythis Black man or he had coerced her into having sex with him obviously againsther will and consequently had involuntarily got her pregnant and thus makingthat Black man unjustifiably but in racist terms none the less on their part and


therefore acceptable from their point of view a moral degenerate and a criminalof the worst kind whose rightful place was in jail and for a very lengthy stretch ofprison time and have this female go along with this abominable lie, then theseendeavouring to get her do so if they failed in persuading her to do as theywished would then get pliable, unprofessional and equally racist psychiatrists,others in the medical fraternity and all other applicable like-minded"professionals": social workers and the like, to section this allegedly"disgusting", from their collective perspective, white female to alunatic asylum as a severe danger to herself and additionally a corruptiveinfluence as regards her community and from which, as with other suchcommunities, she must be kept away from permanently for their own moralgood. And imbued with this sick mindset those who were proscribing theseunfortunate women then had them callously carted off to these lunatic asylumswhere they spent the rest of their natural lives as "psychiatricpatients" when there was absolutely nothing wrong with them, while theirchildren obviously taken from them and who they never saw again were confinedto children's homes and a life of childhood and subsequently because of how theywere treated in these homes adult misery. Then came the advent of the female contraceptive pill and with it a boundlesssexual revolution with women rapturously ripping up the restrictive moralregulations they were supposed to adhere to and in their place instituting theirown sexual codes of conduct which became a truly liberating influence, andwithout needing to employ any hyperbole in this matter, in the private and publiclives of significant numbers and probably even the overwhelming majority ofwomen. The era of the bra-burning, mini-skirts, free and non-committed sexualrelationships with multiple partners often taking place simultaneously andconjoined with the voluntary jettisoning of previously held and society-enforcedmoral precepts like the advised retention of a female's virginity until and afterthe attainment of marriage had arrived with a striking and effervescent panacheall of its own, as was in noticeable contrast all the former publicly revered,uneasily accepted, grudgingly tolerated but always obligingly indulged in moralcode of behaviour which was now massively and excitedly relinquished andlikewise jubilantly discarded. The ethics or otherwise surrounding British family life had done a 360 degreeturn and from the ubiquitous extended family environment with all its variedcharacteristics to the nuclear family, then the single parent one and now to thethoroughly dysfunctional one of dykes, queers, so-called transgenders and whathave you becoming "parents" what now exists does in my veryhonest opinion make a bloody mockery of what family and family values shouldbe all about.


Stanley Collymore


Until You Came I deliberately put my deepest and most sensitivefeelings on hold, convinced that in this downrightselfish and quite arrogant world of mediocritywhere everything has a price tag stuck on itand nothing, it seems, is ever donewithout a cynical motive attached; thatI could survive untouched by allthe banality and ficklenesswhich I see around me;and I was right. But in my calculation I hadn’t reckoned with theastonishing prospect of meeting someone like you;because it never occurred to me that I would ever findyou in such a place and especially when I wasn’tlooking for anyone. Now my entire life is changed.And like the early morning sunrise kissing thedew-drenched flowers to life while gentlyprising their petals apart in the intimacyof a warm embrace - you, too, havelovingly stirred me from mysomnolent world and, in the process,re-awoken my deepest emotionswhich, until you came, I wasquite content to let sleep. © Stanley V. Collymore14 December 1997. Stanley Collymore


Unwed, Pregnant And Abandoned! Alright, so I’m pregnant! And while I freely admit thatmy condition is no more your fault than it is myown the stark reality all the same is that we’re bothpersonally responsible for what has happened and there’sno getting away from that. And rather than you turnyour back on me as you’ve clearly done leavingme to face this problem, which is of bothour doing, all on my own whilesignalling that it’s all my fault, the least youcould have done was to talk the matterover with me and help us both toreach a satisfactory compromise ofhow best to proceed from wherewe currently are, doing sonot just for both oursakes but that ofour unbornbaby aswell. Look! I’m not asking you to marry me or anythinglike that, as the last thing I want to do is tie youdown in any way, since I know all too wellthat you’re neither ready for nor willing,come to that, to take on the responsibilityof matrimony, bearing in mind thatours wasn’t what one would calla serious relationship; butnotwithstanding thatI’m pregnant andyou are mybaby’sdad. Having an abortion is for me out of the question as Icouldn’t live with myself if I went through withit, and that’s a decision that has nothing todo with moral scruples as I’m notparticularly religious; it’s simply that killing my


own flesh and blood revolts me! So one wayor another I will have and keep this child.And while it’s a given that you and Iwill henceforth live separate andindependent lives from eachother there’s nevertheless onediscernible and inescapable factthat you can’t run away orhide from, regardlessof how much youmight try to. And it’s this: that you’re a dad now; and whether ornot you choose to play a meaningful role or nopart at all in our child’s life, and that’s adecision which you must conscionably orotherwise make on your own, our two lives haveirrevocably been changed and can never againbe the same. For we’re parents now withvery serious responsibilities not just toourselves but also and quite significantly tooto a child who though we both recklesslycreated it, all the same deserves thebest we can jointly offer it as itdidn’t ask to be here. Andthat outcome, heedless andimmature as it was, isentirely our doing;let’s not forget! Commentary:A recently published report that surfaced in November 2013 states that theBritish per se and their womenfolk in particular are now less uptight sexuallythan at any time previously in their past history. That’s news to me, since frompersonal experience I know differently; and don’t ask me to provide proof ofthat, even though I can, as it’s none of your bloody business! For in reality those whom this report is commending for their purported sexualliberation are actually seasoned sexual practitioners who’ve now opted aftergenerations of deception and pretence, and of which they’ve been crucially apart, to come out of the closet of what was invariably clandestine and unbridledlascivious existences.


A step in the right direction this belated openness of theirs no doubt andsomething to be fulsomely applauded I’m sure. But while some and perhaps evena majority of you are overly concentrating on this one aspect of contemporaryBritish sexuality let’s not forget in your over-enthusiasm and backslapping theother more sobering and not insignificant one of multiple unplanned pregnancieswith their attendant contribution to the increasing social dysfunctionality nowprevalent within British society. Stanley Collymore


Vale Et Valete Muhammad Ali! By Stanley Collymore Quomodo tot milia hominum congrue conveniredum scilicet non globally et impracticablyet causas ad bonum se esse appareret,in comitatu tuo funere Muhammad Ali eritet tamen admodum intentus, vel dependablyworldwide in simul televisionsive descriptiones passim permultifaceted, et eorum electronic fabricaquis systematibus communicationumservans ultimo sacra specie associaturcum publice, patria, et omni honoreidem sepelierunt. Et erunt in etnumerum visens lacrimantibus oculis patriamingens vacuum captus est cor meum in eaut in silentio, et cogitatione potiusinsuper et in precibus dicentespropria passione vale advos, Muhammad Ali. © Stanley V. CollymoreJune VII MMXVI. Author verba:Gloria victis est propter peccatum; Valeat tamen corpore qui nobis non licetmeminisse oportet quod sit non, ut currently adhuc in cordibus nostris, etcogitationes mentis, et ideo sine controuersia, virum suscepit, et ultra parscuiusque nostrum vita quod massively inspiratori et semper, et in tuo legato estpraecise Muhammad Ali! Rationem ponit ibi et latine: "Vos autem sicut homines raro; mortuus estsemel, sed solum vivat in aeternum! " English translation legitur:"People like you are rare; die only once but live eternally! " EtGerman: "Leute wie Sie sind selten; nur einmal gestorben, sondern ewigleben! "


Stanley Collymore


Victims Of Racism But We Both Survived! Your birth wasn’t planned but all the same yourcreation was fashioned through love and mostcertainly on your father’s part whose heartwas broken when through bigotry andracism he was denied access to youand never fittingly allowed theopportunity to assume farless play the role of Dadthat both biologicallyand morally washis right to be. Fifty years on you’re a parent in your ownright and clearly know what it’s like togive birth, have a loving family ofyour own by someone whom youlove, firmly in the knowledgethat no one could have dareddo to their father, sinceyou would never havelet them, what yourgrandparents socallously didin respectof yourdad. Stanley Collymore


Vox Pop Of The Triumphalist Nigger Slayer By Stanley Collymore You were just another Nigger and your murder is of noconsequence to anyone with even the remotestsemblance of importance attached to them.And frankly why should it? For that is,always was and will forever be thereality in our exclusivelywhite-dominated and exceptionalist society.And guess what? It's the natural schemeof things to which unconditionallyyou must learn to accept; for ifyou don't you will quicklyfind yourself summarily andquite ruthlessly disposedof - and, brutally put,without any qualmsor even a tokengesture ofregret! © Stanley V. Collymore18 August 2014. Author's comment:In memoriam of Michael Brown and all other Blacks of both genders and of allages both known and unknown, who across the west and elsewhere have beengratuitously killed in the name of state-institutionalized as well as casual racism. Together with my absolute empathy and utmost solidarity with the community ofFerguson, Missouri and all such communities across the United States, Britain,the rest of Europe and elsewhere globally; and to unambiguously let you knowand likewise assure you you're not alone in your fight for freedom, justice,equality and the deserving dignity to live your lives as human beings. So thefight will continue whatever our enemies do until victory is finally achieved; forwithout Justice there will be no Peace - AMANDLA!


Stanley Collymore


War Criminal Tony Blair, His Blairite Scum And TheDamoclean Sword Within The Labour Party! By Stanley Collymore Love can be a blessing or a curse, as you can so easily findyourself besotted with someone who says to you that forthem you're the best thing that has ever happened tothem, the absolute person they've been waiting forand who has finally and satisfactorily in everyconceivable manner entered their life, and moreoverhow very fortunate and truly blessed they equallyare to have discovered not just someone likeyou but also and much more importantlythat is essentially you to complementthe amazingly and encouraginglymagnificent way forward intheir joint existence withyou as man and wife. Naturally you feel profoundly flattered by all this andunsuspectingly believe their every word, blissfullyunaware that the flattering compliments they'regiving and which you're joyously receivingare not effectively an outpouring of theirdedicated love for you but in actualityis a Damocles Sword which they'rewielding, a wily ploy being cynically used to gainyour confidence and trust, an absolute must forthem in order to attain their proper and thustotally successful control physically butjust as fundamentally and much morespecifically their rather determinedand psychological hold over you. For in reality they're odious bastards and bitches thatyou're up against, in other words, inveterate scum;charlatans every one of them: pretty vile personsnot possessed of or remotely capable of everacquiring any decency or morality and


with two primary goals foremost andalways in mind - first the heartlesspossession of individual powerand influence by any means possible and thenhaving these quite massively supplementedby their grasping and rather exploitativecovetousness, and second to that themanifestly barbarous and sadisticusurpation of what's clearly nottheirs, but others they happilyand spitefully undermine,disdainfully look downon, doing so as it always happenswith the avid help of those likeyou who're foolish enoughto trust them and what ismore as the credulousand entirely usefulidiots that you arebelieve what theytell you totallymindful theycan alwaysreliablydependuponyou! © Stanley V. Collymore26 September 2016. Author's Remarks:This poem is dedicated unreservedly to the 130,00 Labour Party members andsupporters who with the cynical, nepotistic, cronyism, self-serving, brazenlycorrupt, public office malfeasance and manifestly illegal fig-leaf covering providedby England and Wales Appeals Court judiciary members, Blairite aficionadas,ingrained capitalists, inured Nazi Zionists and virulent anti-Jeremy Corbyn coupcollaborators Philip Sales, Julia Wendy Macur and Jack Beatson authorized theirlikeminded scum companions in Labour's NEC to purposely disenfranchise themfrom voting in the recently held and enforcedly run Labour leadership campaign.


Yet in doing so and in blatant breach of all civilized legal custom and contractuallaw irrationally holding on to these members membership fees, havingretrogressively disqualified all of them from voting after the election process hadactually begun and though they were expressly and unequivocally informed theywould be able to participate in any leadership election contest when they joinedthe Labour Party, and having themselves done so before any such election hadeven got underway. And to add insult to injury the Appeals Court and the NECbetween them condoning the use of these disabused members' fees to fund theNEC's dubious case in the Appeals Court having earlier lost their bid to do thesame thing in the High Court. Additionally it's a thank you to all those who saw through this naked travesty ofjustice and in your massive numbers, despite massive vote rigging, purging andthe wilful refusal by the NEC to send out ballots to people in areas theysuspected the Labour members there would vote for Jeremy Corbyn, gave aresounding victory nevertheless and an increased mandate to a principled manwho isn't just the most popularly elected leader in the history of, most certainlyBritish politics ever, but where we saw that even those who voted for the loser inthis contest, Owen Smith outstripped by far the actual party membership of eventhe Tory Party as Jeremy Corbyn cleaned up in every respective category therewas in this election. But you won't find the rightwing media or our BBC reportingthat. I wonder why? I ask myself quite cynically! Stanley Collymore


We Were Made Slaves But Don't Define Yourselves ByThat Inferior Status! By Stanley Collymore I was born free and from birth fully endowed with theGodly gift of liberty and the inalienable freedom tobecome whatsoever it was that constructively Iwanted to be. Then quite loathsomely andunexpectedly the Arab plunderer whohad previously commandeered part of our Africancontinent now at the combined and complicitbehest and imploration of the Jew and thewhite Caucasian suddenly appeared inmy beloved country and thereuponsavagely proceeded to abruptlytake all those expectationsand earnest ambitionswhich I had entirelyand permanentlyaway from me. Forcibly and barbarically kidnapped I quicklybecame one among millions of others whoover several centuries, and in the mosthorrendous of conditions imaginable,were heartlessly transhipped fromour respective lands in MotherAfrica which we would never see again,across the Atlantic Ocean to work inconstant servitude on the islandsof the Caribbean and likewisein the Americas for the Jewand similarly exploitativewhite, European menand their evidentlygutless women. The repressive loss of our human dignity combinedwith our blood, sweat, tears, enduring labour and


even our deaths providing the huge financialprosperity that they - our exploiters - andeven their indolent descendants in the21st Century still richly savour. Butfor all their corrupted privilege,greed and arrogance God doesn't sleep!And as sure as my determined spiritroves in you my dear descendantsI'm enormously confident thathowever long it takes the dayof reckoning will ultimatelycome for those that freelywronged us - the UsefulIdiot Arab, avariciousJew and, of course,the seasoned andvery abundantlyaccomplished,white and ohso barbarianCaucasian! © Stanley V. Collymore3 August 2016. Author's Comments:In 1833 the British parliament debated a motion whether or not to abolishslavery in its colonies and most notably among them those in the West Indies.This was a decision embarked on, notwithstanding the opposition to the verynature of slavery itself by the likes of William Wilberforce and others, both Blackand white, not as a result of any twinge of conscience by those including thesesame parliamentarians who had profited immensely from slavery and were stilldoing so at the time or any moralistic reasons but principally through financialconsiderations. In short, although still a hugely profitable enterprise for many ofthe white and privileged elites among Britain's population, in reality slavery hadbecome an economic millstone - and not dissimilar I assure you to what Tridentwill likewise in the not so distant future also become - around the neck of theBritish nation. However, with slavery's eventual abolition in the British Caribbean territories andthe white slave owners paid disproportionately massive sums of money, in


today's (August 2015) terms amounting to billions of Pounds Sterling for the lossof their "property" or "chattel" - namely their slaves -while neither the slaves themselves nor their descendants were ever given asingle penny collectively among them for what was iniquitously andsystematically done to them, despite all that and even after the Emancipation Actwas passed in the British House of Commons every slave: whether man, womanor child, still had to compulsorily work freely as though nothing had changed forthe next FOUR consecutive years for their so-called slave owners before theycould be "legally" be classified as no longer slaves. All the Caribbean Islands and most particularly so my ancestral homeland ofBarbados commemorates the emancipation of our people; and although this wasno panacea for our people it was nevertheless the first step in a long road towhere we are today. And as Barbados celebrates this momentous occasion inboth psychological and physical terms for all our people, here on our beautifulisland as well as in our extensive Diaspora worldwide, on behalf of my GermanPartner and me, both of whom are currently here in Barbados and will beparticipating in these celebrations, I'd like to wish every Bajan wherever you areon Planet Earth and our fellow West Indians all the very best for the future.HOUSE NIGGERS EXCEPTED! And in closing I would like to pay tribute to our designated National BarbadianHeroes listed here: Bussa; Charles Duncan O'Neil; Clement Osbourne Payne;Errol Walton Barrow (Founder of independent Barbados and the Father of ourNation): Samuel Jackman Prescod; Sarah Ann Gill; Sir Frank Walcott: Sir GarfieldSt. Auburn Sobers - legendary cricketer and the only living Barbados Hero; SirGrantley Adams, a former Premier of Barbados; and Sir Hugh Springer, formerGovernor General of Barbados; as well as all our ancestors who played their partin making us who we currently are. Stanley Collymore


Well Bugger Me! By Stanley Collymore Not literally you see, as I'm only speakingmetaphorically and consequently mustchoose my words most carefully soas not to inadvertently convey toall and sundry the wrongimpression that either previously orcurrently have I ever directly, indirectlyor even remotely so been personally,Good gracious me, involved inbuggering or having myselfbuggered by anyone; or,euphemistically put,indulged in acts ofhomosexuality. Presently activities that quite lawfully canbe participated in by both women andmen who, in Britain at least, cannow legitimately get marriedin the process and therebyassist, to some degree,in gradually alleviating the entrenchedpublic aversion to what many amongit resolutely with an undisguisedand undiminished hostility stillperceive as unnatural andeven ungodly liaisons. And seemingly conveniently overlooking theglaring fact that female sexual deviantswere neither similarly affected bynor ever subjected to the samejudgemental, public opprobrium or judicialsanctions that concertedly were highlydamaging and likewise a constantbane in the lives of their malecounterparts. How so?


Quite simply really;Queen Victoriajust didn'twant toknow! For doggedly, dishonestly and blatantly masqueradingbehind that cunningly contrived, imperious andpuritanical façade of hers she'd implacablyrefused to sign into law the House ofCommons Act which would haveoutlawed lesbianism aswell as homosexuality, lyingly declaringthat women weren't corrupted by anysuch deviant condition; and sothe Prime Minister of theday meekly caved into her barefacedand flagrantexaction! Fast-forwarding to the 21st Century what concerns memost is not how many queers, poofs, bottom-bashers,leslies, dykes or fanny- thumpers - politely putgays and lesbians - there are in our country,who they are personally or what theylawfully and consensually get up toin their private lives, as noneof this bothers me in the least. But as the characterRigsby in the TV series, Rising Damp pithily putit, there are many influential and Establishmentfigures here in the UK, who if they had theirway dual gender homosexuality laid barein all its diverse forms wouldn't just belegal, they would damn well ensureas well it was made compulsory.And that, quite, frankly, is abridge too far; even forsomeone as clearlytolerant as me! © Stanley V. Collymore


25 January 2015. Author's Remarks:In January 2015 in the immediate aftermath of the Zionist, false flag operationalattacks in Paris the sane residents of Europe and the rest of the world throughthe fawning courtesy of the western corporate media: state as well as privatelyowned and controlled, were zealously, fulsomely, premeditatedly and mostcynically subjected to the calculatedly pre-planned and absolutely ludicrous, inmy opinion, totally obscene spectacle of the naively good, heinously bad andobdurately evil-minded, in tandem with the habitually crass, easily manipulatedand brain-dead gullible [how ever I wonder would the 21st Century manage tooperate so entirely dysfunctionally without the presence of these mindless jerks?] collectively corralled into rather effusively supporting and actually physicallyparticipating in a Paris, France street march that ostensibly its lying anddishonest organizers - who are no strangers themselves to egregiously andcalculatingly instigating most of the political and societal chaos, mendaciouslycontrived mayhem, unwarranted destruction, and even some of the most callousand savagely executed murders throughout the world - barefacedly and quitefraudulently maintain was a necessary public manifestation of their resolute,uncompromisingly determined and daringly undeterred commitment to theabsolute tenets of freedom of expression, free speech and the individual'sinalienable and unchallenged right to permanently and in every possible situationexercise the aforementioned at will. This notwithstanding the transparently observable and instantaneouslyrecognizable fact that these infernally cretinous, odiously demented, demonicallyhypocritical and the consummate and perfidious past masters of the mostinimically-conceived duplicity imaginable evidently don't practice what theyhubristically and markedly egotistically preach to others, especially those whomwith no rationalization at all they care little or nothing about and conspicuouslydisdainfully despise. Since for them and their numerous supporters freedom ofexpression, attendant with its free speech assertion, is highly selective and allabout them and their assumed exclusive right, as they perversely see it, togratuitously and even with intent abuse, denigrate and also publicly humiliate atwill, and in whatever form they elect to, those groups or individuals whom theyintentionally marginalize or disfavour and, furthermore, with the expectation andenjoyment of absolute impunity to do so. And should they be challenged on any of this ought with blanket immunity to beat liberty to dishonestly claim that such "unreasonable" requestswhich they then disingenuously interpret as "demands" being made


on them are totally absurd and, what's more, are clearly motivated by what theyuntruthfully characterize as "political correctness." However, weretheir opponents or others thoroughly sickened by their hypocrisy and double-standards to adopt the same approach and spearhead a similar campaign ofvitriol against them, even through the art form of satire which these charlatansbelatedly claim to love so much, then that becomes wholly unacceptable andthose who're responsible for this must be severely punished; even if it entailshaving to fully deploy the full extent and apparatus of noticeably skewed lawsagainst them to get the desired result that these egocentric nerds want. And it would be wise, I think, to generally recognize that Charlie Hebdo, theirlatest standard bearer in this Machiavellian crusade of theirs, is to satire and freespeech what prostitution or unequivocally running a brothel is to Catholic nuns inan established nunnery; in other words these activities are wholly incongruousand implausible with the prescribed status and known proclivities of theparticular body concerned. And since Freedom of Expression and also FreeSpeech are now seemingly the rediscovered, overtly as well as overly publicizedand actively encouraged buzzwords formally endorsed by and with the officialimprimatur of our virtuous rulers stamped all over them, I've consciously, of myown volition, decided to test the waters of this panacea of western libertarianismby simply not only writing but also publishing this poem, "Well bugger me!" I'm neither a homophobe nor an aficionado of homosexuality in any of its genderforms [why should I be when it's not my bag and I've no personal axe to grindone way or another? ]; but I'm well aware that homosexuality is being cynicallyand rather concertedly used by the British political class, our rulers -economically and politically - and most typically and quite incontestably ourEstablishment too. And I say this because while the overwhelming majority ofthese people are quite prepared to either cowardly or deceitfully hide behind thefaçade of marriage to mask their homosexual proclivities and attendantperversions, and moreover have been doing so for yonks; with the unanticipatedrevelations of paedophilia and other forms of child abuse in their ranks coupledwith a surge of historical cases virtually daily coming to the fore, as longsufferingvictims have finally found the courage to speak out knowing that finally they'll belistened to, which clearly wasn't the case in the past, our Establishment andother elite paedophiles have become tremendously rattled concomitant with theprofound and very pervasive fear that they'll be found out at last andappropriately dealt with. And so what the British people are being cynically subjected to is a raft ofhomosexually friendly laws that are calculatingly designed to create an


environment which is conducive to homosexuality per se, give the appearancethat it's entirely free of all its past stigmas and, in the process, create anenvironment among the many morons within our society, as we observed withthe Charlie Hebdo scenario, that homosexuality is officially quite cool but with theunspoken and sinister undertones that hopefully the perversions of political, so-called celebrity and Establishment paedophilia and other heinous child abusesincluding murder, can summarily and permanently be swept under the elitistcarpet, while the "Sacred Cow" of homosexuality prevails. Now how's that for Freedom of Expression and Free Speech? Stanley Collymore


What A Bloody Nerve! I’m completely at a loss just what to saywhen you can so easily walk awayfrom me without a moment’shesitancy or the courtesy ofa simple explanation forwhat you’ve done,then expect tocasually walk back intomy life as though nothing had happened; and allbecause your lover has predictably chucked youout for another that’s younger and more attractivethan you are, causing you to hurt like hell andconsequently see me as the safe sucker, youobviously think, to take you back againand have you look upon my home asa convenient place to kip down in. © Stanley V. Collymore17 July 2001. Stanley Collymore


What Else Can I Do? Morally as well as practically I categorically know thedifference between yes and no, and that obviouslygoes for sex as well. My problem however,in spite of the aforementioned and whichintriguingly I’m completely baffled asto how to resolve it, is that anydiscussion I embark on relating tosex invariably triggers my dyslexia, andprimarily because of that instinctivelycauses me to be completely at aloss how best react in suchcircumstances while at thesame time activating themost intrinsic urgesand animalisticinstincts inme. Stanley Collymore


What On Earth Were You Thinking Of God When YouDid This Senseless Act To Muhammad Ali? By Stanley Collymore I would've willingly and quite unreservedly without amoment's hesitation gone in you place my Blackbrother, inspirational mentor and my enduringfriend as I'm equally and absolutely sure thatmany more not only of our Black race butevery other one would also freely havedone, but God in his supposed objectiveevaluation evidently decided Muhammad Ali thatyour time inexplicably had come and thereforeour earnest wishes however sincerely andrather heartfelt were spoken and mostparticularly after your last illness,which seemingly he graciouslyaccepted, somehow it seemedjust couldn't practicably forwhatever reason, he neverever said, be realisticallyentertained, sanctionedand most certainly notbe agreed to by him. Why not? I'm still perplexed to know and justgoes to show that even the great ostensiblyomnipotent and allegedly all-knowingDeity actually can and does at times,and markedly so as in this specificsituation, get things quite horribly,rather uncomfortably and mostterribly wrong! And yes I'mscathingly angered by thisassessment of his to takeyour life on Earth awayfrom you MuhammadAli in this prematureand pointless way!


Surely Heaven has already had a superfluity of trulygreat people taken away from us in this year alone.So why the imperative need for another one whohas single-handedly done so much for his longstanding and unremittingly victimized racespecially, as well as for the rest of humankind generally and whose irreplaceableloss at this particular period of ourexistence will not only serve toaggravate our already escalating and egregioussocietal problems that you assiduously anddiligently with creditable aplomb haveworked to alleviate Muhammad Ali;but now with you regrettably gonewill more than likely provide anuncalled for catalyst-situationfor greater racial intolerance akin to thatof bygone eras while simultaneouslybeing a disastrous body blow, andinestimably so, to the remainderof civilized, law-abiding andpeace-loving elements ofour routinely hard-doneby and long sufferinginclusive humanity! © Stanley V. Collymore6 June 2016. Stanley Collymore


What On Earth Would The Rest Of Us Do Without You,Eh? By Stanley Collymore You're here, you declare! And enormously proud to bea man you say; and furthermore for as long as youlive and are physically capable of doing so willconsistently flaunt that fact of life that you soassiduously and obsessively cling on to inevery way that you can. And the reason?Obvious can't you see? It's so that theentire world and particularly everydesirable woman, from your personal perspectivethat is, is left in no doubt that unquestionablyyou are, and moreover if you have anythingto do with it, will constantly remain whatGod in His infinite wisdom, and, mostpositively where you are concerned,always did unconditionally intend from the verymoment of your sanctified conception, yourdelivery into this world and progressivelyonwards into your adulthood that youwould not only emerge but also fullydevelop into the best embodimentof His incredibly proficient andcreative plan of meticulously fine tuningyou into the full personification of theidyllic, white Master Race icon andZionist, Caucasian man! So welldone! That said however, evensociopathic morons in flawedwestern democracies are Iguess charitably entitledto their far-fetched butintensely embedded,blinkered delusions,wouldn't you say? © Stanley V. Collymore


15 March 2016. Author's Thoughts:This poem was inspired by the recurrent idiotic actions of those in power on bothsides of the Atlantic and who also equally and collectively together with theirutterly likeminded kith and kin who're firmly ensconced in their stolen, inhabitedand completely controlled by them states arrogantly continue with theirvenomous political, economic, military and so-called cultural poisons to infect notonly the countries they live in but also the rest of the world. Obviously they can't all be named here or in any article I were to later embark onas they are far too numerous to be so enumerated. But it'd be very remiss of meif I did not mention a few of them that I class as being some of the vilest amongthis already odious lot. There is no classification in terms of their pecking orderas far s I concerned, since to me they're all useless vermin and I've simplywritten down their names as they came into my head. Here goes then: Alastair Campbell, Michael Howard, Ian Duncan Smith, MichaelGove, Liz Kendall, Simon Danczuk, Frank Field, the clowns at the MoD and thosein the Home Office; Theresa May, Michael Fallon, Philip Hammond, Boris Johnson,Neil Kinnock, Hiliary Benn, Margaret Beckett; those who run Serco and G4S -nice one boys you give a new meaning and dimension to criminality and how toget away with it with impunity; the BBC in all its guises and specifically its Yidplutocrats; and the list goes on. I haven't mentioned Tony Blair as it'd take therest of my life to say what I really thought of him and as for David Cameron I'vewilfully left him out. Why? Because I really do feel sorry for him; I'm not goingsoft or anything like that just that I don't like seeing people being stabbed in theback as he currently is by his Yiddish, Zionist Nazi Gestapo and Waffen SS.Perhaps he'll stop and reflect on how abominably Jeremy Corbyn has beentreated and the part he played in this. I'm not holding my breath on that onethough. Across the Atlantic the list of scum is also enormous and ranges from theSupreme Court all the way down to the White House, Congress, Wall Street andwhat ludicrously passes for the media there. And that's exactly why I'm rootingfor Donald Trump to be the next President of the United States. No I'm NOT mad.And I do have my reasons. Firstly he's not a politician and secondly he literallygenuinely speaks his mind; So you know where you are with him and I like thatin people whether their views chime with mine or not. And I'll give you an idea of what I mean. After Enoch Powell's Rivers of Blood


Speech several of my UK relatives quit Britain and either migrated to the US,Canada or else the Caribbean. My second sister and her engineer husband leftthe UK and moved to the US where their skills were very much in demand, and inthe process taking their kindergarten age daughter, my niece, with them. Bothmy sister and brother-in-law have prospered in the US as have my Dad'syoungest sister and her husband who also quit Britain with their three sons butinstead went to Canada. They've all kept up the family tradition of gaining asuperb tertiary education and requisite skills, but it's my niece I want to tell youabout. A graduate of Yale, Harvard and the University of the West Indies she periodicallypops back to the UK to see family and friends and was recently here for a familycelebration in Reading. British by birth but now a US citizen we got talking aboutpolitics generally and that in the US in particular and I asked her jokingly,knowing that most Blacks in the US are Democrats, if she was all set to put awoman in the White House, a clear reference to Hillary Clinton. She just laughedand tongue in cheek asked me when I was going to join the Tory Party. That outof the way she said that she, her friends and everyone she knew would be votingfor Donald Trump. Being the Devil's advocate that I can be and like being at times I said to her allthe things that the so-called mainstream media have been saying about DonaldTrump and how inimical his presidency would be for Black people, as if theybloody well cared. My lovely and adorable niece then turned to me and usedsome of my own words from the past to make her relevant point. They centredon the fact that I had said to her and other family members that as long as Ilived I would never publicly criticize the British Daily Mail, citing the fact that thiswas supposedly a racist and rightwing newspaper with likeminded readers whohated us Blacks, yet it was the only paper that conscionably and honourably wentout on a limb, doing everything it could to get justice for Stephen Lawrence andput his racist killers behind bars, when the other so-called liberal media,pretending that they cared, were in cahoots with the police and others whoshielded Stephen's killers. The Daily Mail didn't have to do that but I know that my family, my friends andthose I respect were indeed grateful to the Daily Mail for what it did and alwayswill be. Then as she looked me firmly in the eyes my niece said these words:"Donald Trump is our Daily Mail! " I knew what she meant and gavemy niece a huge hug and a peck on the cheek, profoundly assured that she wasvery much a chip off the familial block. And to you Donald Trump, I know youread my work as you've tweeted some stuff to me previously, I shall personally,as will my family in the US and the Caribbean Diaspora there, do everything to


ensure that you are the next President of the United States. But don't invite meto the White House if you've a mind to unless and until you first thoroughlyhygienically fumigate it it of all the filth that has passed through that place! Stanley Collymore


What Price Virginity? Hey! What are you saving yourself for; until theright man comes along? And who says he will,or that if he does you won’t by then be a bitterand frustrated old maid wishing that you’dacted differently when you had thechance, rather than dutifully or evenstoically settling for second bestand deluding yourself thatyou’ve found reallove at last. No sensible person would ever suggest that youvoluntarily opt to gratuitously sleep around at thearbitrary behest of every irrepressible virile orself-opinionated stud willing or even eagerto put it about and flippantly pass that offas having fun; as indulging in what’sundoubtedly the most intimate of physicalexperiences with another person shouldbe largely based on an informed choicejuxtaposed with the unadulteratedfreedom to make it, and do soentirely on one’s own! Not perceive it or other comparable decisions,and certainly not the matter of virginity, asa valuable bargaining chip for contrivedmatrimony, financial security or, mostcondemnatory of all in the 21st Century, as a fasttrack mechanism up the ladder of social, uppercrust or even hereditary mobility: the latterwith its attendant, parasitical prosperityand marked proclivity to be venallysupreme, if you shrewdly catchthe drift of what I mean! Stanley Collymore


What Would We Brits Do Without Having The WeatherTo Talk Or Moan About, Eh? (Poem) By Stanley Collymore Why do we needlessly keep cherishing the seasons in Britainwhen in actuality there's no difference nowadays betweenany of them? I say this because I can well rememberthe time when there was a clear distinction, let'ssay, between Spring and Winter but woefullythose days are long gone; and when, praytell, can you honestly remember or else vividly recallwhen we all had good old-fashioned pristine snowand lots of it on Christmas Day and the rest ofthe time too, which to every one of us who,overall, fortunately and specifically knewand actually felt that it was most aptlyand becoming in the circumstancesto be attributed and labelled as acyclic change and winter time. Instead, our current and allegedly winter-weather aswell as Winter itself have decidedly morphed intorather poor facsimiles of essentially and quitestrikingly what was formerly Spring, whileSpring itself has bafflingly been radicallytransformed into a drab, dreary, grimlysnowy-white and the evident facadefor a conventional winter-type scenario where, notinfrequent to see, hail storms, snow downpoursand all manner of icy cold and gusty weatherprofusely bombards our British landscapewith total impunity, and in this processridiculously fashioning in the makinga decidedly Artic-type environmentthat in numerous respects, and forme in all frankness is manifestlyless exciting or in any weightysense uplifting weather-wiseas one could pragmatically


expect to find in Icelandlet alone in Greenland. For all that this climatic commotion with its comparativeattendant and, for me, debilitating anxiety and infernalannoyance basically does, is to strongly emphasizethe accustomed and exasperating British socialcustom and culture of incessantly talking atevery stipulated probability or concoctedopportunity afforded to them, for mostBrits to rather garrulously talk about the bloody weather,whether in standard, as well improvised or intuitivelymanufactured conversations. Seemingly, the onlyclear thing in a country, the United Kingdom,where the majority of people either visiblywith a distinct apathetic attitude towardsor a perceptible and at best minimalistopinion, or convincingly none at all,on most things regularly; howeverwhen it absolutely involves theBritish weather, none the lessconspicuously and preciselyhave no reticence at all instrongly exhibiting theirlongsuffering and moreconsensual unanimity. © Stanley V. Collymore27 October 2017. Author's Remarks:Essentially while this is a tongue-in-the cheek article and poem there'snevertheless more than a grain of salt in relation to the truth and about what I'msaying. And whether one believes that the kinds of unpredictable weatherpatterns that we've been experiencing for some time is as a direct consequenceof global warming that itself stems from the inconsiderate and even maliciousactions brought about by human activities or are simply the result of a cyclicalsituation that has been going on for millennia and ever since this inhabited planetwe live on and call Earth was created, or is a combination in greater or lesserform of these two things, is for every one of you who is all that bothered to makeyour own analytical judgement on.


Then, of course, there are the speculative suggestions that mankind, who hasboth been a general benefit as well as an infernal curse to this planet we callhome while often quite arrogantly and most conveniently forgetting that thereare other species of animals as well as other creatures that live here too and inmost cases have been on Earth for far longer than Homo sapiens has been, haveembarked on and even managed to utilize insidious means, these elements ofhuman kind obsessed with their ludicrous and delusional notions of superioritycoupled with a divine right to rule and control everyone and everything on thisplanet and just as idiotically feel themselves imbued with an unchallengeableright to the perceived concept of their own exclusivism in all matters, toeffectively control the weather and malevolently use it for their own purposesand endeavours, is another bone of contention we apparently have to deal with. Truthfully, I've no categorical proof that anything of the sort in respect of theweather is happening, but putting that aside and fully knowledgeable about thekind of people that this human scum are, I personally wouldn't put anything pastthem. Suffice to say that whoever does what or nothing at all to the weather there'snothing that I can personally and on my own do about it nor want to idlyspeculate about for that matter. For I guess that in being basically a Brit whatessentially I want to, and like others prefer to do, and specifically in my casewhen I've nothing better to do, is like all the rest of you, in one way or the other,to culturally moan about it. Stanley Collymore


Whatever Got Into Me? I must be in love, for after you’d gone I found myselfreaching out and cuddling the pillow that previouslyyou’d laid your head upon; which I’ve neverembarked on doing before and objectively,unless it’s love that unwittingly I’vesuccumbed to, find it inexplicably hard toproperly understand what could have broughtthose emotions on, as I’ve never before gotwrapped up with or even wanted to getemotionally involved with any ofmy numerous one-night stands. © Stanley V. Collymore24 March 2013. Stanley Collymore


Whatever Next? I’m different I readily accept, but I’llnot make any apologies for beingme; for what kind of a worldis it when I’m expected tofeel guilty simply foracting honestly? Stanley Collymore


What's It With You, And Why Can't You Leave MeAlone And In Peace? By Stanley Collymore What is it with you, and why do you keep on gratuitouslypicking on and criticizing me? For whatever things I sayor do you instantaneously jump on my case not only tocondemn what I've done but also, with your barbedcomments or alleged knowledgeable advice, andtotally unasked for, vociferously, patronizinglyand even most hatefully conclude how veryoff-base, in your subjective point of view,and according to you, I completely am.Well I'm thoroughly sick and tired of it and not onlybecause I firmly consider myself to be a genuinelyresponsible and well-informed adult but also aperson in my own right that is entitled to andfurthermore have realistic opinions of myown which, in case you've expedientlyeither chosen to forget or are whollyunconcerned about is none the lessmy permanent prerogative to, andadditionally as I justly perceiveit emphatically stops you fromunilaterally and unduly, evenif I was indubitably in needof advice, behaving in thisconstantly confrontationalfashion of yours towardsme for no other reasonI can inference, apartfrom the realization,it so happens, thatyou are my mum. © Stanley V. Collymore21 January 2017.


Author's Remarks:Whatever the circumstances: natural and biologically, surrogate or test tube, inwhich each and everyone of us ultimately enters this world that we're in, theclear and indispensible necessity of a human mother to assist and complete thatprocess is inevitable. That's the physiological part which is itself markedlydifferent in a multitude of ways and wide-ranging permutations that can and notuncommonly necessitates a series of actions or steps taken in order to realize theparticular end of raising each child that successfully makes it through conceptionto birth and expectantly adulthood. A complex evolution, and not an over-statement to say so, whose developmentcan be virtually trouble free, pretty straightforward and infinitely beneficial forthose individuals fortunate to be so privileged but regrettably can also converselybe a distinctly traumatic as well utterly debilitating nightmare for those whoaren't so lucky particularly when the wilful dispenser of such angst is the oneperson that conventional norms dictate should never be a part of that latterequation. Yet how often do contemporary circumstances and tragic events proveus to be totally wrong? Stanley Collymore


Where There's Jill There's A Way! By Stanley Collymore The reassuring warmth and comforting empathy that youspontaneously, naturally, excitingly, delightfully andenthusiastically radiate are wondrous to behold,and as personal experiences to those who arethe fortunate beneficiaries of this agreeablegood-naturedness of yours are absolutelyno less remarkable or inspirational inthe manner in which individually or collaborativelythey brilliantly connect to fashion and sustain incharacter what is indisputably in every regarda genuinely superb lady whose stimulatingcharisma, accomplished self-confidence,appealing maturity, elegant poise anda perceptibly shrewd, attentive andgood-tempered brain, places youundoubtedly in that specializedcategory Jill of not only beingkey among the brightest andmost estimable of womenbut also unquestionablypositions you apart asa manifestly affableand extraordinaryindividual; andhuman being. © Stanley V. Collymore13 December 2016. Author's Remarks:This poem was inspired by and is dedicated to Jill of Vision Express, Worthing,West Sussex. Thanks for the gift! And have a truly wonderful and blessedChristmas! Stanley Collymore


Why Are These Repulsive Sewer Rats Still Alive AndNot Ruthlessly Killed? By Stanley Collymore Can seemingly normal human beings or even those whoactually are, but nevertheless morph into becominghorrendous and utterly appalling monsters, andas a result solidify into the odious charactersthat they subsequently and narcissisticallydisplay; discernibly obtain tremendoussatisfaction from being in full possession ofpatently repulsive human characteristicswhile sadistically, obsessively and,evilly in the bargain, manifestlyderive massive pleasure frombarbarically inflicting their sick perversities ontoothers who're innocently undeserving of whatis done to them and therefore like all otherconscionable and principled individualsof the calibre and ethical standing ofDiane Abbott, John McDonnell orJeremy Corbyn truly see or regardin any mode, shape or form therevolting likes of Tony Blair,Gordon Brown, MargaretHodge, Neil Kinnock,Tom Watson or voterigger Ian McNicol; Alastair Campbell, Peter Mandelson, Nick Clegg,Tim Farron, Ed Balls, Yvette Cooper, MargaretBeckett, Liz Kendall, Charles Falkner, FrankField, William Hague, David Blunkett;Amber Rudd, Harriet Harman, JackDromey, Boris Kamal, MichaelHecht, Alan Johnson, SadiqKhan; Michael Fallon, PhilipHammond Theresa May, slavery beneficiaryDavid Cameron or the plethora of other


Blairite-Labtory, Lib-Dem and Toryscum-shit - including too in thiselimination hit list detritus,media morons LauraLuenssberg, TimSculthorpe and Matt Dathanas veritable human beings?To be perfectly honestwith all of you Ivery muchdoubtit! © Stanley V. Collymore10 October 2016. Author's remarks:This poem was conceptualized as part of my ongoing and justifiable, I believe,attack on the privileged paedophiles, war criminals and the rest of theseprincipally white Caucasian and "British" lowlifes that literally with theblessing and the officially granted to them immunity by consecutive UK regimes,the police forces across Britain, the Crown Prosecution Service and the severaljudiciaries sitting in what's still my country Britain routinely and literally get awaywith. However, this poem is NOT in response to anything that the female tsar AlisonSaunders of the Crown Prosecution Service and its lamentable Fuehrer hasreportedly said on the BBC: a notorious propaganda mouthpiece which I haven'twatched or listened to for donkey's years and have no intention of changing thatpositive habit I've acquired. Moreover, this particular poem like a lot of my workwas recently put on the backburner for excellent reasons, since as my readersalready know a week of celebrations are currently taking place here in Germanyas a most laudable tribute to a truly phenomenal female, the lady in my life andmy Partner, whose birthday it was on the 8 October 2016 and consequently inrelation to this I have far more important and pleasurable things to occupy mylife than resorting to dealing with white British lowlifes however powerful orinfluential, courtesy of Rupert Murdoch, that they may in typical delusionalfashion think they are. But when my attention was drawn by a British guest ofours to Alison Saunders remarks on BBC Radio 4 I believe it was, even myGerman Partner who is as politically active as I am insisted that I respond.


In the lead up to and during the Second World War hundreds of thousands ofKenyans like many others throughout the then enormously non-white BritishEmpire collectively in their millions and in Kenya's specific case hundreds ofthousands of volunteers altruistically gave significant help militarily to Britainduring that war. It was essentially an act of altruism on their part this assistanceof theirs and was reinforced by a pledge that Britain of its own free will gave toKenya and other colonial territories that it then controlled that should Britain withthe help of these colonies emerge successfully from World War II it would lookmost favourably on the prospect of these colonies acquiring their independenceand henceforth the inalienable right on their part to individually conduct, withoutany interference from the UK, their own domestic and foreign affairs as sovereignand independent states. However, with these colonies having played a substantial part in the defeat ofGermany and its Axis collaborators, the permanent demise of fascism andNazism in Britain and the rest of Europe one genuinely thought at the time, buthow unbelievably wrong they were as current events show; and Britain still verymuch in possession of its empire, the United Kingdom, quite true to form, andshamelessly adopting the attitude that it no longer had any obligation to honourits pre-war pledge and similarly wartime promise as well, rather contemptiblyand regardless of the deep offence and hostility that it knew this would causedespicably reneged on its own solemn pledge to these colonies to grant themtheir independence. Finding themselves grotesquely and repugnantly betrayed by Britain, a pastmaster of such odious conduct by the way, several colonies proverbially shooktheir heads in utter dismay while others decided to challenge Britain's betrayal ofthem and its attendant and dastardly conduct in relation to themselves. One suchcolony that acted in this latter way was Kenya that the UK pre-war had ethnicallycleansed hundreds of thousands of indigenous Kenyans from their ancestrallocations in their very own country to prepare these areas as exclusive preservesfor mainly white British but also other European settlers as well. Understandably aggrieved as they were by what had happened to thempreviously Kenyans were ever more so by this blatant betrayal of them by theBritish as it was patently obvious to them now that Britain all along hadmercilessly tricked them and had no intention whatsoever of ever relinquishingKenya back to its indigenous population but instead had every intent oncalculatingly turning Kenya into a country appropriate for the habitation of whiteCaucasians only while having dotted here and there within that country denselyand even overcrowded populated internal Bantustans where those Kenyans whonow were forced to live there would serve as and also provide a source of cheap


and indispensible labour at the behest of these privileged white settlers. Incensed by it all and quite determined to have their country back the Kenyansresorted to peaceful protests that were initially ignored, but as these grew biggerand with the protestors demands becoming more insistent the minority whitesettlers claiming in the most fraudulent and deceitful manner that they couldmuster among their plethora of other lies, petitioned not only the colonialadministration, which knew that they were lying, but also the Westminsterregime in London that their lives were dangerously under threat from savageBlack brutes - why I wonder don't white morons up their vocabulary whendescribing my race instead of resorting to the same old childish stereotypes - andloudly insisting that something be done to rectify this dangerous state of affairs. Quite predictably the British authorities both in Kenya and London authorizedmilitary action against the Kenyans. Hundreds of Kenyan civilians of bothgenders and of all ages including young children and babies with their motherswere quite savagely gunned down, a response from the Kenyan people thatinstinctively heralded and not unnaturally triggered a guerrilla war against theBritish. Fighting the Kenyans on their home turf was always going to be quitedifficult for the British and so the British in customary fashion resorted as theyinvariably do to the old habit of theirs of resorting to maximum barbarity.Thousands of Kenyan women, children, the elderly and the disabled weregratuitously rounded up and afterwards stockaded in multiple reinforced pens asif they were animals and while there it was demanded of these hostages wherethe guerrilla fighters were. Many of those stockaded hadn't a clue but those whoknew refused to give that information; an attitude that only incensed the British. Ian Henderson who ran this barbaric and genocidal campaign against theKenyans gave the order for all of these hostages, still securely stockaded andunable to free themselves, to be liberally doused with petrol or kerosene, setalight and while still alive horrendously burnt to death. Ian Henderson's orderswere callously, racially and sadistically carried out as the sick, British and whiteperpetrators of these heinous crimes watched gleefully as these Kenyans ingruesome agony were unbearably consumed by the raging flames. Undeterred and even more passionate and determined to achieve victory theKenyans kept on fighting for their independence and won. Ian Henderson wasthen immediately transferred by the British regime he loyally served to Bahrainwhere for decades until his death he exercised his endemic barbarism against theBahraini people with the wholehearted permission and full support of successiveBritish regimes and the savage, dictatorial and minority Sunni "ruler"- Bahrain is an overwhelming majority indigenous Shia country - installed by the


British. On the 13 April 2013 at the age of 86 "The Butcher ofBahrain" as Ian Henderson was and is still notoriously widely known ashappily died and his understudy and someone that he personally mentored, JohnYates: a most dodgy and criminal former Assistant Commissioner at the MetPolice in London with the avid complicity of the then British regime, theMetropolitan Police itself and the Crown Prosecution Service instead of facing thecriminal charges for the many and extremely serious criminal activities he shouldbe serving time in jail for was allowed to resign, retain his pension andadditionally was dispatched to Bahrain, where first he became the understudy ofIan Henderson and afterwards in his own right the new Butcher of Bahrain andwhere to this very day he sadistically carries out his handiwork. And all of this I hope should convince the lot of you out there why it is that I'mdoing what I am. I don't see it as trolling - whatever that Americanism means tothe lot of you even if you do know what its real connotations are and that alsoincludes you Alison Saunders and which I very much doubt, but as an Englishspecialist I deal strictly in "proper" English and have no time for junkimitations. So I'll say this much that what I do is always an attempt to highlightwhat are essentially sick, extremely barbaric and deeply ingrained aspects ofBritish cultural and political life and why the so-called forces of law and orderthat operate in Britain - quite nepotistic and decidedly cronyism to the core - notonly condone but actually encourage and grant official immunity to generationsof mass murderers, war criminals, paedophiles and the rest of these whiteCaucasian lowlifes especially if they stem from the privileged elites and in 2016and what's the 21st Century still continue to do so. Consequently Alison Saunders your appointment as Director of PublicProsecutions was to ensure that the status quo remained rigidly intact and yourlying and disingenuous statements coupled with your farcical declarations thatyou'll resolutely go after and remorselessly in the process imprison these"trolls" are simply quite cynical distractions and sops to the public atlarge to give the intentionally dishonest impression that you're actually doing orare going to do something monumental to permanently clean up the ratherstinking Augean Stable which you now preside over. And how mind bogglinglyironic that, when in effect you'll actually be taking no heed whatsoever of themessage while assiduously doing your level best to kill the messengers that arebearing a vital message. Hardly a recipe for progress or success is it? Well AlisonI'm one messenger who isn't falling for your crap or will I ever succumb to yourbullying tactics - the same kind of behaviour that you hypocritically decry inothers that you unwarrantedly disapprove of or is markedly and characteristicallypractised by the privileged elites and those who consist of the same graspinglygreedy, US versus THEM mindset, and the cap-doffing lowlife scum network that


you Alison Saunders are very much a part of! Stanley Collymore


Why Should Western Leaders Bother About TerrorismWhen They Benefit Hugely From It? What God or religion for that matter authorizesor condones the gratuitous killing, no thesadistic slaughter of innocent civilians,some of them mere children thathadn’t as yet even begun toproperly live their lives let alone start theprocess of exploring and utilizing theirGod-given talents, far less allowedthe chance to make their personalcontributions to the world ingeneral or the human racein particular of whichthey were a part? And explain to me, if you can, what’s civilizedabout premeditatedly using callous brute force,ghastly acts of cannibalism, suicide bombersor coldblooded terrorism in your sickand insane attempts to coerce decent folkinto doing what you want them to?Because even brain-dead morons likeyou must be well aware, or shouldbe, that nothing you murderousnutters propose, remotelyrepresent or have to offer decentand democratic folk globallywill ever tempt any of usto freely consort withevil and barbaricscum likeyou. But then, of course, you already know even beforeanother of your terroristic atrocities takes placethat you’ll get away Scot-free with yourmayhem and barbarity, don’t you; becauseof the West’s unbridled hypocrisy regarding


what you’re doing. Liberally exercisedin its geopolitical game play where thelikes of al-Qaida, its spawned enfantterrible, and their criminalassociates of feudalisticbarbarians are paraded to us one minute as theDevil incarnate and the next, as in the caseof Syria, Iraq and Libya for example,as the saviours of humanity –depending of course on whatthe ever changing foreignpolicy agenda of theWest is at thatmoment in timeand greedilydictates. Meanwhile innocent lives continue to beneedlessly and forever lost in this neo-colonialist and imperialist carnagecynically orchestrated by the West,never mind the platitudinousnoises that it leaders makewhen their cynicismand complicity inthese murderous obscenitiesare occasionally but all tooinfrequently exposedand promulgatedfor the rest ofthe worldto see. Championed hypocrisy closely integrated with theMachiavellian machinations of the PersianGulf Arab Bantustans as a key elementof their survival strategy, preservationand security, and liberally financedby the petro-dollar Danegeld ofruthless and barbaric Dark Age savagesin tyrannical control of their PersianGulf, Arab Bantustan fiefdoms;


and who are unquestionablythe architects and rabidsponsors of most ofthe world’s actsof terrorism. © Stanley V. Collymore31 December 2013. My View:One doesn’t need a crystal ball, the IQ of an Albert Einstein or even ludicrously toconsult the Oracle of Delphi to comprehend the origins and requirements ofterrorism in our contemporary world, or who its instigators and significantly itsbeneficiaries are. In my view it has bugger all to do with religion, which is simply I believe beingused as a convenient scapegoat for what are blatant acts of criminality andsadistic indulgement. For if Islam is such a peaceful religion as we’re constantlytold why then are so many of its avowed and supposed followers nothing morethan a bunch of barbaric, Dark Age and criminal savages? Analogously you wouldn’t tolerate your dearly loved daughter’s husband, partneror boyfriend consistently and gratuitously knocking the shits out of her andtelling you, and what’s more expect you to buy it, that he’s simply physicallyexpressing his love for her. So why, whether you’re a Muslim or not, do you putup with this Islamic crap? This particular boil has to be lanced and in my opinion the only charitable andcomprehensive way to rid ourselves of such bestial brutes and their westernpuppet masters is through an all out holocaust on their Wahabi and Salafist lairsand of those within them by genuinely concerned, moral and authentic worldleaders and their nations getting together in a global enterprise against thesesavages. For we already know where they are; primarily in the Persian Gulf ArabBantustans. And let’s not be squeamish about this; we’ve previously had unwarrantedholocausts of Blacks, the indigenous people of the Americas, the Caribbean,Australasia as well as of Jews and the Roma peoples of Europe; so why not thejustifiable holocaust of these incorrigible Islamic scumbags? Stanley Collymore


Why Wish To Be Someone Else? By Stanley Collymore What do I care about love and why logically should I?For why would I want to willingly subvert my mostintimate thoughts and emotions to the personalscrutiny or whim of someone else? I’m anindividual, and a thinking one, for God’ssake! Not some human androidinescapably programmed intounthinkingly reacting in wayscompletely contrary to mybest interests or else forced tobehave in the prescribed mannerthat others who I either don’t know,will in all probability never meet;whose opinions I don’t share andconsequently mean nothing tome arrogantly determine areappropriate life strategiesthat unquestioningly Ishould adopt? For to allow this pervasive brainwashing to subvert andeven consciously take over the entire running of my lifewould not only be contrary to the individuality I’veassiduously cultivated and fostered throughout itbut would also, I feel, unequivocally negateeverything that is human in me. So pleaselet me be for I’m not you nor do Iaspire to being anyone else butme; and all I ask is to be leftalone to make my ownchoices in life and,you’ve guessed it,to likewise beunmistakablyme! © Stanley V. Collymore


26 September 2013. Stanley Collymore


With Love And Happy Birthday Stanley VictorCollymore! By Stanley Collymore Few if any physiological conceptions whether leading tofailed or successful pregnancies and certainly nonethat I know of were so meticulously planned asthis one! A pleasurable task undoubtedlyfor me but even so somewhat circumscribed by theurgency of your mother's obsession in wantinga son, having consecutively produced threedaughters: Andrea, unfortunately nowdeceased, Lynne and Beverley, inthe preceding marriage she'dintentionally relinquishedfor her after that currentone, which evidentlydid subsequentlyin fact involveher and me. Unconcernedly, and to be exact, it didn't bother me inthe least and discernibly as a matter of fact what ofthe two genders you actually turned out to be, andmost especially so both from my own personalperspective as well as expressly that withinmy own family where my four sisters -respectively and just as proud of theirBarbadian ancestry, and themselveslike me intimately connected to Bajan culture andsociety where nobody would ever be, as is soasininely commonplace in British white,Asian and Jewish communities evenremotely much less so decidedlydisposed and often exclusivelyas well towards male gender, and other distinctlyambiguous ones in between, preferences andpre-eminence which then correspondinglyguarantee the prejudiced prolongation


of real female gender inequality -noticeably outnumbered in myown family the unworriedlesser presence all-roundof my brother and me.And in those givencircumstances yourgender was, andstill is, Stanleyof no germanesignificance! However, what was of significance to us, and as a family hadbeen so all along, was that when you eventually came intothis world after your stipulated nine months and twoweeks stint in your Mummy's tummy, and likethe quintessential football striker, OK soccerforward to the uninitiated, which you laterbecame in the English Premier Leagueand I must admit most impeccablymaintained in respect of yourbirth with you promptly arriving on January 22ndof that year and somewhat providentially asit happened preceding by two days theanniversary date when your motherand I initially met, was from myfamily's perspective and quitepredictably my own that onputting in what was yourvery first appearance solong as your precious bits and pieces were perfectlyintact, functioning properly - and appreciativelyfrom a father's standpoint you've admirablyand competently established that over theyears - you Stanley who truly were amost welcomed and treasured babyand with God's gracious blessingwere also indisputably, robustlyand informally rudely in goodhealth that we as a family having collectively:both privately and openly, surmised andeven anticipated all sorts of amazing


things for you are splendidly andunapologetically pleased, I musttruthfully say; and on this I'mnot alone, even though youdecided to play footballrather than cricket, athow you've tunedout Son. And sohere's wishingyou in closinga genuinelyremarkableBirthday! © Stanley V. Collymore22 January 2016. The Celebratory Thoughts of the Author of this Poem:For the exquisitely charming, stunningly handsome, absolutely intelligent,physically adroit, spontaneously and incredibly articulate - my God you haven'thalf genetically inherited a plethora of truly outstanding characteristics from me(laugh) never mind the South Staffordshire accent that you acquired fromchildhood (smile) but who better than you in the circumstances to give it anuplifting standing. Someone uniquely in British society that with breathtaking integrity, likewise likeme, openly, forthrightly, honestly, rationally and intrepidly speaks his mind at alltimes regardless of who chooses to get offended by what you say. Consequently, what can your biological family including me wish for you on thisyour special day, and furthermore express to you who have everything going foryou, outside continued excellent health coupled with traditional and renownedBarbadian longevity? Except to say we're all immensely proud of you andadditionally would like to suggest that you carry on conscionably giving thesurfeit of morons out there the absolute hell they deserve; I know I shall! In conclusion from your Barbados and British branches of the Collymore Family,our Diaspora across the Caribbean, in Guyana, Belize, Panama, the United Statesof America - incidentally your first cousin there Jackie who you were inseparablefrom when you were both kids and she at the time lived in Reading with herparents prior to my sister, her mother, and my brother in law, her father,


migrating with her to America has specifically asked that I include her in thisbirthday tribute dedicated to you; so too your second cousins, also originallyfrom Reading England, and other close relatives of ours in Canada - and ofcourse the growing Collymore family in Germany. All of whom sincerely wish you a tremendously unforgettable birthday and manymore of the same in the future. And as your father I wholeheartedly endorsetheir every sentiment! Stanley Collymore


Without A Commitment To Their ImplementationExpect Dreams To Remain Just That! By Stanley Collymore I'll staunchly carry on regardless of what the circumstances are:be they positive, seemingly pointless or absolutely disturbingeither to me personally or likeminded souls generally, to usemy undeniably inalienable and likewise lawfully acquiredright to vote; and in the process of my doing so sensiblyengage in helping to select those whom I objectivelyconsider as best suited in my opinion to rationallyunderstand the real needs of, and who moreoverare really proficient at doing something positive towardsaddressing the material concerns regarding the publicnationally, but more specifically in this deliberatelytaken and implemented stratagem of principledcivic interaction universally ensure that thoselike me who responsibly and committedlywish to effectively utilize their lawfullyenshrined and guaranteed democraticentitlement to radically change ourgreatly flawed societal structuresand noticeably corrupt countrycan unconstrained lend theirvoice in favour of, vote forand assuredly grant theirunshakeable support tothe candidates of theirreal choice. And only then with thatprospect a reality will I personallysubscribe to the credible notionthat the United Kingdom thatwith Germany I choose tojointly live in, is indeeda genuine democracy! © Stanley V. Collymore8 May 2017.


Author's Remarks:Liars, and increasingly pathological ones, can and often do win elections.Successes that do ultimately lead to all sorts of political, social and financialdisasters. In marked contrast, however, statesmen and women who by their verynature simply aren't afraid to speak the unpalatable truth while espousingpracticable and constructive remedies to annihilate such catastrophes, notinfrequently end up being the unsung heroes of an ungrateful world, andparticularly so in the western hemisphere, endemically steeped insadomasochism. A population that's often either totally unaware of or else absolutely indifferent tothe fact that democracy isn't or shouldn't be about mouthing disingenuous andself-serving mantras, but rather ought to be concerned with telling the truthwhile both initiating and tirelessly implementing measures to remedy whatdisadvantages there are that need to be successfully confronted. Stanley Collymore


Woman Lift your voice unapologetically up to the hills; raise a defiantclamour: triumphant and unambiguously clear, about yourperceived status as a proud female, and simultaneouslyand flagrantly let the entire world unequivocallyknow that you’re a free woman, unbowed,unbranded, quite resolute about your selected role asto who you are and significantly what you wantand are absolutely determined to become;all conscious decisions of your ownchoosing and independentlyarrived at by you. In effect and distinctly so, in what’s generally and undeniablya society of mindless conformists, let it be equally knownthat you are a most untypical lady in character withaspirational goals that are all hers, and not thosespeciously or calculatedly devised or evenpatronizingly consented to and grudgingly approvedof by some psychologically immature or banefulmisogynistic male, however persuasive orwell-meaning that misogyny might be,desperately needing to prove to himself hisdubious masculinity or else his non-existent virility;or worse still who’s aided and abetted by thesupportive artifice of an acquiescent,female sycophant profoundly influenced into meeklyaccepting her purported designated role in societyas a second class citizen, and who emphaticallyconsiders herself to be man’s private propertybecause, you guessed it, the Bible tells herso, the status quo endorses that view, andtherefore she firmly believes it to betrue, that she’s man’s spare rib. Well sorry to disabuse you about any of this folks but I’ve never,don’t, nor will I ever buy that twaddle. And if like me you’retotally gender confident, conscientious, inwardly as wellas outwardly positive about and committedly forwardthinking in relation to yourself and, attendant with


that, assiduously aspire to comprehensively ditchthe negatives and concentrate instead on theconstructive aspects of your daily life asyou productively forge a redemptivepathway with regard to being asingular female and worthyhuman being, you too,I’m categoricallysure, won’teither! Stanley Collymore


Worlds Apart Your concept of love is different from mine, for withyou there’s no realization that universally acceptedcivilized standards of behaviour are inherent inany meaningful relationship let alone one thatpurports to be special between two people;and I’m fearful that you’ll never graspthis crucial understanding of whatgenuine love is all about. Sotaking this into consideration I mustinform you there’s no future, andnever was, for us together; andfor your own sake it’s bestthat you understandand accept this. © Stanley V Collymore5 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


Worry About Who You Really Are And Just Leave MeTo Be Who I Am! By Stanley Collymore I am who I am! No less so a Briton that thoseof you who not only think differently butalso asininely assume in your rank stupid-ity that my skin colour and ethnicityquite transparently different fromyour own do consequently inyour sick, troubled and manifestly ill-informed minds justifiably deludeyou into obstinately concludingthat I am in no way or can Iever realistically either seemy self or be reasonablyregarded as by any normal -your twisted definitionof that word and notin any way mine -indisputable andgenuine Briton. Well, feel free to foolishly think or evenbelieve all the rubbish you may haveperceived bout me and cheerfullywant to digest, for whatever itis that you've arrived at inyour delusional, primarily whiteCaucasian and deeply ingrainedexceptionalist notion of whoyou in point of fact are andthus in response considerthat I am or should bearbitrarily classifiedas in your biasedassumption of me, let me assist youin that one chum by emphatically,explicitly and unapologetically


establishing once and for allthat isn't my problem butevidently it's yours andworst luck for you Ishan't ever at anytime currently orin the future beever likely tomake it mine! For let me also firmly pledge to you and justas decisively hopefully put your terminallydepleted minds at rest my idiotic whiteCaucasian, brain-washed half-breedhouse niggers, Asiatic compulsiveand incestuously in-breeding, orArab toadying cretins and alasfor me my fellow Brit citizensthat whatever it is that you'remost determinedly aspiringfor in your specious end game and specifically incases of people like me, let me unfalteringlyand unambiguously inform you that whatever it is you're attempting to do isn'tby any means new; has been quitevainly, earnestly and ratherdisastrously tried before bypreceding generations ofsimilarly hare-brainedand feeblemindedcretins like youand from mypersonal perspectiveand quite franklyyou see doesn'tcut any icewhatsoeverwith me! © Stanley V. Collymore20 September 2016.


Author's Remarks:Racism of every sort is a consummately pernicious and invasive evil beloved of,actively promoted by and liberally indulged in either overtly or more commonlycowardly and therefore clandestinely by those who're infected by and what'smore are also deeply ingrained with a wholly insupportable and when objectivelyscrutinized found to be wanting in every regard notion of what in their thoroughlytwisted and utterly delusional state of mind they nevertheless obsessively regardas their inherent, inalienable, continuous and unchallengeable right to what intheir distinctively madcap interpretation, exceptionalism exclusively means tothem. And moreover how it can and must in all fairness to themselves be employed tonegatively impact on every single one of those whom they gratuitously despiseand in whatever way they can derogatorily categorize - noticeably andconveniently overlooking their own inured penchant for and multiple acts ofdiverse criminality - and additionally deride as being unquestionably inferior tothem. All this with skin colour and purportedly untainted racial origin on their part - aneven if the latter were true both of which ironically they had no part to play innor could they personally or in any way have done - being the dominant anddetermining factors in this purblind stupid and vilely ludicrous assumption oftheirs as to who they are and therefore must categorically be always regarded asby everyone else. Well there you have it and to which I happily say:"Humour them if you want to but I shan't as frankly it's not my cup of tea!" Stanley Collymore


Yes! I Do Plead Guilty To Being In Love With You. By Stanley Collymore I’m already fully acquainted, if you really must know, withwhat they instinctively think of and, what’s more in turnare explicitly saying about me in the court of publicopinion in connection with you; and earnestlytaking this matter into consideration andspecifically in relation to the situationthat I embarrassingly find myself in and bearing inmind, too, all the attention that quite obviouslyit has been having, who really in their rightmind would then logically want to viewwhat these people have consequentlywholeheartedly embarked on asin any way provoking; irresponsibly undertaketo question their impassioned reasoning orhonestly blame them for reaching whatirrefutably from them, and by anylevel-headed deduction, is notonly a decisive but also asingularly arrived atand unanimousdecision? For even as those who previously were completelyunaware of this personal situation affecting mebut could now clearly see that those who allalong and moreover had collectively andpersuasively been assertively pointingthe finger of conviction strongly inmy direction as a direct responseto my unquestionable accountability which wasnoticeably recognizable to everyone whoseprincipled objectivity that person waswilling to put on show, certainlyhad entirely good and quitevalid reasons in store, intheir well thought outjudgement, that led


unflinchingly tothem doing so! For to put it bluntly, and as I assuredly knew, theymost definitely had the goods on me knowingperfectly well, as they unmistakably did,what my track record on this specificand amorous subject matter, as itdirectly related to you then, wasand had always been; and furthermore in theirresolute estimation of all this had also andcorrectly assumed how it positively intheir perceptive eyes accorded withthe decisive conclusion that theyhad confidently arrived at andtherefore were unyieldinglyand wholeheartedly quitegeared up to defend inrelation to their ownintegrity and, quiteperceptibly, alsotheir definingjudgmenton me. So what other course of action in the stated circumstancesthat I was starkly faced with could I either seriously orrealistically have embarked upon doing, seeing thatthere was no earthly possibility much less so anytruly convincing way on my part that I couldhave disagreed with those eyewitnessessound and patently unimpeachablefindings? Except, of course, topublicly and straightforwardly admit to what’s now anopen secret to just about everyone there is; and withany real hope of securely extricating myself fromthe emotional abyss I was clearly in summarilythrow caution to the wind and myself alongwith it on the mercy and hopefully too theimpartiality of the court’s jury, and withthe balance of probability in this rathertantalizing and amorous review of me


delicately poised, it’s true, betweenmy wining or losing their empathy,unconditionally plead guilty tohaving always been, still am,and inexorably will alwayscarry on being eternallyand most enjoyablyin love with you! © Stanley V. Collymore12 November 2015. The Author’s Thoughts:Ever since Eve coquettishly tempted and quite obviously as well most skilfullyand successfully managed to get a massively turned on Adam, evidently andpassionately stimulated by what she was physically doing to herself, tosumptuously, quite pleasurably for both of them and, as a by-product of herexpert seduction technique on Adam but equally in that intimate processbetween them set off a sort of procreative chain reaction which subsequently ledto generations of human beings, and the same goes for every one of us who’recurrently here, being born with more or less the same distinctive inclinations, togreedily eat her apple – incidentally the first recorded account of cunnilingus inthe history of human kind – among many other things which Adam gratifyinglydid to Eve and ecstatically relieved the sexual cravings of both of them on thatauspicious occasion at the dawn of humanity, generations of their humandescendants have in one way or another tried to emulate them. To say they’ve all been pleasurably successful in their enterprise would be agross overstatement, since as a consequence of the very personal nature of theirindividual activities trying to glean the unvarnished truth about these would, toput it mildly, be a massive and unrewarding enterprise, as the truth factorcouldn’t reliably be depended upon. So instead rampant speculation takes itsplace and anecdotal evidence becomes the basic framework on which subjectivejudgements are made. However, whether the real truth does emerge or not whatreally matters is how each individual in effect adjudicates on his or her ownsexual leanings or involvement, and with whom. What terms we choose to eitherindividually or collectively apply to those sexual yearnings: lust, sowing one’swild oats, abstinence, promiscuity, celibacy or even the general and amorphousone of love. And who’s to say which of these terminologies or among the several others not


listed here that one has the right to apply to him or her when it specifically,directly, individually and even uniquely affects just them? After all it’s theirpersonal life; and as long as they’re unquestionably a compos mentis andconsenting adult legitimately doing what they opt to, what business is it ofanyone else judgementally, other than with the person with whom they’repersonally, physically or emotionally involved? Is that love? Your guess is asgood as mine unless it personally affects you! Stanley Collymore


You Are Everything To Me You are my life, my major reason for living and thecause of so much happiness in my life that wereI to enunciate all the benefits your presencein it has brought me it would take alifetime to do so; so instead I’ll just let mybody language and what we obviouslydo so wonderfully well togetherspeak eloquently for how Ireally feel about you. © Stanley V. Collymore6 January 2011. Stanley Collymore


You Call This Romance? The art of wooing is virtually dead and, instead,what now passes for courting is nothing more than theperfunctory and seemingly regulatory groping of thechosen target’s body: their breasts, bottom anda furtive hand pressed fortuitously and gratefully betweencompliant and even complaisant legs, while robotic-liketongues, darting hungrily from suction-compressedbut slobbering oral cavities, essay to burytheir way, amid the dregs of saliva, intogaping-wide throats in a distinctly ostentatious andsupposedly intentional display of ardour. Is this whatromance has really come to? Effectively nothingmore than a spirited, concupiscent smash and grabfull of bestial emotions, but conspicuouslyand sadly devoid of fine words, poetrycompliments and all the otheracknowledged forms ofcivilized artistry? © Stanley V. Collymore22 March 2013. Stanley Collymore


You Came, You Saw And Convincingly Influenced Me! By Stanley Collymore In respect of your undeniable love for me, and how consistentlyyou've been in your principled attitude, faultlessly loving andhonest conduct towards me at all times, even from the veryfirst moment we accidentally met and thereafter decisivelyshortly afterwards and with my full and complimentaryapproval took to dating me, I've been explicitly headover heels in love with you; so much so that whenyou proposed we should get engaged and withina year of doing so get married, I was so thoroughly overjoyedwith the proposal that you so appealingly and convincinglychampioned of us affectionately, freely and reciprocallysharing our individual life with each other unendinglythat it would have been very remiss of me as well asa no-brainer option on my part not to have geniallyand wholeheartedly accept your proposition thatI become your wife. Presently three years lateron and with me most blissfully pregnant withour first baby unequivocally healthily on itsway - do forgive me when I say that I wasso overjoyed being with child I curiouslycouldn't resist having a pre-natal scan -the most favourable and fitting words Ican approvingly say in relation to ourexpress case as man and woman are:"Thank Heaven for a job well done! " © Stanley V. Collymore1 April 2017. Author's Remarks:Fulfilling all or most of one's personally cherished and earnestly committed toaspirations or life's ambitions is undoubtedly up there among them, as is thecertain and quite encouraging knowledge that you were consciously, andexpressly lovingly, born into a caring, devoted and encouragingly to your highlyprincipled and evolving interests both as a child and continuing unchangeablylater on in life as the thoroughly well-adjusted adult that you were ably assisted


into becoming; but there can unquestionably be no greater credit, reassurance orgratification to be gained than in knowing that you've indisputably, justifiablytrustingly and reciprocally fallen in love with someone whom you've also married,who undoubtedly means the world to you and either is or will be the responsible,loving and a highly motivational figure as father and mentor in the lives of yourjoint children. This poem then is in appreciative tribute to all such caring couples and especiallythose dads who're allowed to, and accordingly unhesitatingly take their paternalrole seriously. Stanley Collymore


You Came, You Saw And So Convincingly InfluencedMe! By Stanley Collymore In respect of your undeniable love for me, and how consistentlyyou've been in your principled attitude, faultlessly loving andhonest conduct towards me at all times, even from the veryfirst moment we accidentally met and thereafter decisivelyshortly afterwards and with my full and complimentaryapproval took to dating me, I've been explicitly headover heels in love with you; so much so that whenyou proposed we should get engaged and withina year of doing so get married, I was so thoroughly overjoyedwith the proposal that you so appealingly and convincinglychampioned of us affectionately, freely and reciprocallysharing our individual life with each other unendinglythat it would have been very remiss of me as well asa no-brainer option on my part not to have geniallyand wholeheartedly accept your proposition thatI become your wife. Presently three years lateron and with me most blissfully pregnant withour first baby unequivocally healthily on itsway - do forgive me when I say that I wasso overjoyed being with child I curiouslycouldn't resist having a pre-natal scan -the most favourable and fitting words Ican approvingly say in relation to ourexpress case as man and woman are:"Thank Heaven for a job well done! " © Stanley V. Collymore1 April 2017. Author's Remarks:Fulfilling all or most of one's personally cherished and earnestly committed toaspirations or life's ambitions is undoubtedly up there among them, as is thecertain and quite encouraging knowledge that you were consciously, andexpressly lovingly, born into a caring, devoted and encouragingly to your highly


principled and evolving interests both as a child and continuing unchangeablylater on in life as the thoroughly well-adjusted adult that you were ably assistedinto becoming; but there can unquestionably be no greater credit, reassurance orgratification to be gained than in knowing that you've indisputably, justifiablytrustingly and reciprocally fallen in love with someone whom you've also married,who undoubtedly means the world to you and either is or will be the responsible,loving and a highly motivational figure as father and mentor in the lives of yourjoint children. This poem then is in appreciative tribute to all such caring couples and especiallythose dads who're allowed to, and accordingly unhesitatingly take their paternalrole seriously. Stanley Collymore


You Can'T Expect On Demand What I Freely Don'TWant To Give! By Stanley Collymore I hate you; and nothing that you say or do ina supposed atonement for your utterlyappalling behaviour towardsme will ever ameliorate for,far less seriously persuade meto forgive you for the incalculableand intentional harm you've spitefullycaused me; damagingly inflictedon my professional careerand callously doneto my personalreputation. And why? Because in your sick and somewhatperverse mind you took great offence towhat you regarded as my audacity indeclining what you superciliouslyconsidered as the ultimate inmarriage proposals to me and thus myrejection of you: God's gift, yousee yourself as, to all men andsomeone I should have beenquite flattered to have inmy life, in the process;never mind how Iactually feltabout you. Namely, that I don't love you nor want to haveanything to do with you. Something whichyou're well aware of; but despite thatconstituted the only reasons, as faras I can tell, for your proposingto me; because you're notused to nor can you countenance the idea


of someone genuinely ignoring youor what you truly and unhappilyrepresent. And, as such, can'taccept the reality of that,nor does your stubbornconceit make it anyeasier for youto do so. Therefore, you came up with your bogus offerof us getting married, because you love meyou say - how crass or insensitive canone get? - hoping no doubt that I'd be terriblyimpressed, fall for it all and, accordingly,change my mind and opinions towardsyou; enabling you to gain the upperhand and, as a result, be in aprime position to exertyour full influenceand control over me.Well you thought wrongly,didn't you? As none ofthat could possibly havehappened, even if Iwasn't alreadyin love withsomeoneelse. But you're so used to being the centre ofattention: having all manner of menbesottedly falling over themselves togain your attention or be favouredby you, that the mere thoughtof someone like me - who you'vedisappointedly realized you can'thave and isn't afraid to openlytell you so - constitutes foryou a situation that youfrighteningly findinconceivable tobelieve and


intolerableto bear. Consequently, out of a twisted desire for revenge - bygetting your own back at me, so you think, forhaving thrown this unexpected but decisivespanner into the works of your conspiratorial plotting -you ludicrously concluded and delude yourself thatyou've an absolute right to impugn my integrityand what's more additionally destroy me inthe process; hence your vitriolic vendettaagainst me. Well, go ahead and doyour worst! For I'd rather, evenunreasonably so, prefer to be asocial pariah than to imaginably,let alone wittingly, shareany part of my lifewith an ogrelike you. © Stanley V. Collymore8 June 2014. Remarks:Love, it's often alleged and invariably said, conquers all. But analogous toachieving success in any major military campaign and finally winning thatparticular war, every intelligent and accomplished protagonist of the heart wellknows that the dispensing of together with the full utilization of moral forcesthemselves set alongside the scrupulous acknowledgement of and the undauntedconferring to the subject of one's desire what's unquestionably their basic andinalienable rights, are just some of the key aspects to ensuring the real likelihoodof realizing a stable and commendable personal relationship. Not coercion oremotional blackmail! Stanley Collymore


You Inspire Me Very Much By Stanley Collymore You are an incredible young woman and an amazinginspiration: a fertile and welcoming oasis in an otherwiseaustere and unforgiving desert copiously littered withsmashed hopes, unrealizable dreams and brokenpromises. A cool and invigorating breeze delightfullytempering the sultry heat of a tropical paradisiacalisland, and from a personal, aesthetical perspective anexceedingly beautiful woman with a sumptuouslyeye-catching figure that strikingly stimulatesthe physical and mental senses in a waywhich sensually reinforces the hugepositive impact you made on mefrom the very beginning andquite evidently still wield. Just as your feminine presence with its enervating,powerfully seductive and enduring sensuality issuch a massive turn-on that only the blind ortotally imperceptive, arguably forgivablyso, are either unaware or else would beunappreciative of them. All of whichis my personal invitation and theprelude to my saying to you:“Welcome into my life! ” © Stanley V. Collymore30 December 2010. Stanley Collymore


You’ll Never Be Forgotten You’re just another unfortunate casualty ofa world possessed of a distorted notionof what its priorities are and as agood, decent and caring personwho always put the needs ofothers before your own itwas only a matter oftime before yourown victimhoodwas itselfassured. But despite thecruel injustice and futility of your deathyour memory and what you ethicallystood for live on permanently in thehearts and minds of those of uswho were fortunate enoughto have known, loved anddeeply respected you. Just as these attributes of yours will undoubtedly be a legacyI’m sure to generations of as yet unborn Barbadians andothers globally who will hallow your memory and thework that regrettably you were cut short fromcompleting, but which none the less mustcontinue for all time in the manner itdeservedly and proudly should be! Stanley Collymore


You’re Bewitchingly Sensual! By Stanley Collymore God! Had I known you were so hot I probably wouldn’t have spokento you in the first place and most likely as well would have beentoo petrified to have you touch me. But having allowed bothof these things to happen, and bearing in mind whatsubsequently occurred, I honestly don’t regretfor a single moment that I did. For youcertainly and most commandingly,I’m happy to say, know exactlyhow to make me feel thatextra special and what’smore completelyirresistible asa woman. How did you manage it, would you care to tell? Doing so asit happens without any prompting from me or queries onyour part as to what my innermost needs were, even tothe extent of deciphering and exploring my mostsecretive sexual predilections. And boy did yousatisfy them all, and how; as well you know! Aslikewise I’m sure you’re also fully aware that thequite graphic recollections of your thoroughlymasculine, torrid and coital display, whichyou so consummately and dexterouslyexecuted and I for my part have inthe process most pleasurablydischarged in a powerfultsunami of erotic responses,still have me agog anddesirous for moreof the same. Triggering, too, emboldeningly vivid and utterly grippingremembrances that energetically unleash and sustainablysend incredibly, pleasurable shock waves of eroticismthrough crucial areas of my body causing that entireedifice to go into a violent quiver; uncontrollably


make me go totally weak at the knees; and ina thrilling and reciprocal empathy with thethoughts expressively surging throughmy head in response to each fervidreminiscence that lasciviouslyassails it makes me want tohave you all the more. In truth, though, I’m inwardly glad and deeply flatteredthat you haven’t disclosed to me just how it was thatyou successfully sussed me out and most cruciallydiscovered so accurately what it was that Iearnestly wanted you to do to me, as that most likelywould predictably have spoilt some of the amazingfun which I’m unquestionably having by beingwith you, although in no way, I hasten toadd and solemnly promise you, everlikely to dampen the intensiveardour and huge cravingthat I have for you. How thoughtful of you then, meticulously takinginto full consideration the various circumstanceswe’re jointly and intimately cognisant of, tomindfully stimulate and, prodigiously too,enhance my insatiable hunger for you,engendering in me my innermostgratitude for everything you’rebrilliantly doing, with thefirm pledge never tointentionally letyou down! © Stanley V. Collymore14 October 2013. Stanley Collymore


You’re Out Of Control! By Stanley Collymore What is it that you really want from me? For you’ve neversaid, and having wracked my brains for all it’s worth tofind out I still don’t know nor dare to claim that Iunderstand. And why these silly games of yoursthat you insist on playing, especially sinceI’ve made it abundantly clear to you inwords and gestures that I’m nolonger interested in you andmuch less so in what you’re up to?Yet incredibly you persist incarrying on as thoughnothing haschanged. So please take my advice and stop all this nonsensethat you’re indulging in before your behaviourleads to even greater harm than what it hasalready caused; and additionally with thegrave possibility of you even unconsciously,if you persevere with it, of creating foryourself an altogether untenablesituation from which you’llalmost certainly experienceconsiderable difficulty in freelyextricating yourself; if at all. And frankly,to sum it all up in a simple and ratherstraightforward sentence: “You’redesperately in need of quiteserious psychiatric help! ” © Stanley V. Collymore24 October 2013. Stanley Collymore


You’re Out Of Line! Your penchant for the absolutecontrol and total dominanceof others is for me a diresituation that I willnever accept;nor will I ever accordto such behaviourthe dignity oftolerance. © Stanley V. Collymore12 July 2001. Stanley Collymore


You’re Wrong. Crime Does Pay! How can you purposely look me in the face,openly say and, what’s more, seriously expectme to believe that crime doesn’t pay, whenclearly you know as well as I do that apartfrom perhaps the armaments industrythe legal fraternity is arguably andconsistently the one ongoingas well as the fastest andpossibly even the onlygrowth industrycurrently inthe UK? Tsch man! What an absolute and calumnious misrepresentationof the facts. And anyway, why on earth would youwant to go out of your way to say something as utterlypreposterous as that to me of all persons, fully aware,as you apparently are, of the masive accumulativecontributions in terms of revenue and the recurringprospects of ensuring that, which my criminalpals and I, despite your seeming attempt toblacken our name, just like those amongthe barrister and QC lot, constantlymake to all that and, of course,our flourishing criminality? © Stanley V. Collymore1 May 2013. Stanley Collymore


Your Conduct Is Most Unbecoming And For Me IsQuite Simply Unforgivable! By Stanley Collymore Deserted and callously abandoned by you becauseyou cowardly didn't have the guts or gumptionto stand up to your domineering parents andcourageously tell them that it's your lifeand therefore you've every right to liveit as you thought fit and perceptiblywithout the kind of unwarrantedinterference they'd been subjecting you to; and not onlyexpecting but also unremittingly demanding too thatyou submissively and uncomplainingly reined inyour natural feelings for me by unemotionallyand as they apparently saw it pragmaticallyand intentionally supplanting these withsocial-climbing and most particularlyfinancially-motivated ambitions inwhich love consciously wasn't allowed to play any partwhatsoever, even when as was perfectly well knownthe specified and calamitous outcomeof this cold-blooded and unnatural union was unmistakablyguaranteed to engender at its best what was anoticeable dilemma and at its worst, and notso smart, a suppressed but all the same anintensely troubled and distinctly brokenheart. However, notwithstanding thatyou none the less still calculatinglywent ahead with what had beenresolved and that you wouldcompliantly be doing, andin the process effectivelyand quite literally killedoff the enormous storeof love that I had foryou stone cold dead! © Stanley V. Collymore


15 December 2015. Stanley Collymore


Your Decision! Whether you choose to stay or prefer to goaway is a decision you’ll have to makeentirely on your own. But won’t itbe much better if you were to stayand fight for this relationship,buffeted I know by manydifficulties cruelly heapedupon it and painfully torn apart, andby doing so seriously attempt tomake a brand new start? Stanley Collymore


You're Black, Inferior And Have No Rights To A ProperEducation! By Stanley Collymore In Britain there's an inured dumbed-down educational system,that is fittingly and therefore encouragingly in the sick andpuerile minds of its progenitors and supporters, whichactively and self-servingly encourages academicfailures through assisting incompetent andwholly intellectually challenged whitestudents directly across the board from nursery,primary and secondary school entry to theirensuing enrolment at university and othertertiary levels of education to markedlyconscious and distinctly unprincipledterms, as is quite evidently there tosee, by design wholly bedevil allefforts and purposeful avenuesof meritocracy and assiduousstudy and rather junkie-likeand zealous rely solely onthe devious shenanigansas well as the blatantlyunethical exploits ofchicanery indulgedin by their useless,also corrupt andsystematicallydisingenuouseducators upto the majorstanding ofuniversityprofessor. Students and the alleged allocators of their questionablydelivered education alike who conveniently for themfind themselves resolutely and most reactionarilyimbued with their joint delusional, completely


white supremacist and exceptionalist racistmindset, convincingly in their rather sickminds and furthermore constantly brainwashed by an unjust and discriminatory system thatimperiously directs them to feel and unfalteringlybelieve that there's nothing for them to eitherlearn or even in the situation of their trustededucational minders for the latter to reallydispense to them; for as they're alreadyand comprehensively persuaded thatwhatever they needed to know andwould subsequently as practisingadults oversee throughout theirindividual life had previouslyand indisputably from birth been intrinsicallypermanently and significantly geneticallyembedded in their everlastingly whitesuperior DNA, why on earth then itwas subjectively reckoned shouldeducational institutions like TopValley Academy, Nottingham,England pointlessly go out oftheir way to provide for, asthey saw it, the ridiculousacademic abilities or theabsurd aspirations offull-blooded Blacksor even half-breedpicaninnies likeChloe Barton? © Stanley V. Collymore13 January 2017. Author's Remarks:This poem has been inspired by and is also specifically dedicated to ChloeBarton: a student at Top Valley Academy that's located in Nottingham City in theEnglish East Midlands and also others like her across the entire United Kingdomand at all levels of tuition received by them attendant with individual study ontheir part, who both feel and are equally convinced in the vast majority of theircases that the entire British educational system, for what it's truly worth that is


and spanning essentially from nursery throughout primary, secondary and evenupwards to tertiary studies levels and beyond, simply isn't working for them andis routinely and categorically characterized and likewise inimically jeopardizedand wilfully destroyed as well by individuals both within and who're also entirelyresponsible for the said educational system but who none the less are largelyunaccountable by any enshrined or even universally understood democraticcriteria for that educational system, its diabolical liberties and clearly its grossracial and social inequalities. And among these inveterate, full of themselves, highly incompetent, narcissistic,enduringly diehard and sycophantically nepotistic employees - that's how theygot their jobs in the first place and manage, despite their transparent lack ofability and multiple inadequacies, to hold on to them - and particularly ironic tooas it happens, relative to the aforesaid circumstances, indisputably anddisturbingly intellectually challenged morons of the likes of Sean Kelly: the sittingPrincipal of Top Valley Academy in Nottingham and correspondingly his like-minded cretinous teachers and administrators at that supposed educationalinstitution who incredibly and as supposed educators nevertheless in their fervidimaginings literally assume that being white Caucasian is all that substantiallyand even vitally matters in the educational and purported racial superior stakes,and then in their delusional mindset rampantly transfer those loathsome and sickassumptions of theirs to all those who don't fit their repulsive and totallyunsubstantiated conclusions. But alas they're not alone in this and merely constitute the tip of thismalevolently treacherous and out of control iceberg that menacingly andperilously lurks within the dangerous waters of the British educational system. Asituation where skin colour and not personal ability - as is quite discernible toanyone with eyes to see and really wish to do so - in the individual andcollectives cases of all these so-called brilliant graduates even from purportedprestigious British universities that infest the British House of Commons;corporate, banking and other financial industries and, of course, major mediaoutlets in the UK both private and state-owned like the BBC but who in actualitycouldn't plot their way, without assistance, out of a sodden paper bag if thataction was even to save their fucking pathetic lives, do unwarrantedly butnevertheless continue to reign supreme! Stanley Collymore


You'Ve Got What I Desperately Need; So Let's BeHaving It! By Stanley Collymore I know you want my body and I'm quite willing to giveit to you! For in the current circumstances it seemsto me to be the most desirable and natural thingin the world for me to do, bearing in mindthe extensive manner in which you soinstinctively turn me on each time I look atyou, even when temporarily setting asidethe presence, I readily confess, ofthat adorably enormous hard-on thatyou're nurturing, possess and delightfullytoo evidently sporting; and itself quitepurposefully lurking within yetconspicuously somewhat difficultto conceal, I'm sure you'll agreewith me, inside those rathertight trousers of yoursthat additionally andquite temptinglythat you'rewearing. Located in which is a Penis whose discernibly revealingpromise swiftly conjures up in my dizzy head throughthese scrutinizing eyes of mine how very muchbetter that imposing and consummatelyimploring erection of yours lovingly,skilfully and appreciably set freeby someone like me from itspresent, pointless and restrictive isolation couldalternatively, by merely operating externallyrather than being confined internally, bemore profitably, mutually beneficially,enduringly and, decidedly, privatelyrecruited to assist - just by beingliterally outdoors and effectively free -


the much needed catalyst, expectantlyand wholeheartedly wished for, toexpediently and pleasurablyliberate the coital blissprofoundly yearnedfor by yourstruly! © Stanley V. Collymore18 December 2014. Author's remarks:True sexual liberation is not a one way street whose usage is or should ever beexclusively permitted or allowed to morph into becoming the sole prerogative ofjust one gender. Rather, it's more of a dual carriageway where both participantsshould always be completely at liberty to openly express their specific sexualneeds and preferences, hopefully be able to consensually fulfil them, or else haveit honestly explained to them in a mature and sensitive way why theirexpectations can't be realized. Anything else is sexual exploitation and should besensibly avoided! Stanley Collymore


You've No Cause For Any Worries I Assure You! By Stanley Collymore What would I have done without you in my lifeyou rather unexpectedly but clearly jokinglyI assume wanted to know and decided youwould ask? Find myself another goodbut evidently incomparable to youwoman naturally I was flippantlytempted to spontaneously and diplomaticallyreply but finally logically and judiciouslydid not, as I could grasp and thereforealso suddenly realize how pointlessmy conjecture on that unarguablythorny subject and somethingthat happily didn't happenbut could so possibly ifcommented on quiteneedlessly open upa can of difficultworms for me. For in my honest opinion even if I wereinclined, which frankly I wasn't in theleast persuaded that I should be, togive an off the cuff or even astraightforward answereither possibly truth-fully but more likely than not a consolinglymisleading and pertinently wisely too adiplomatic one to your enquiry neitherof them would either be forthrightlyrelevant, or even in the slightestfair, given that your questionwas in actual fact strictly ahypothetical supposition;something cleverly throwninto the air by you andquite specifically toattain from me an


unquestionablyunconsideredcontribution. So in the given circumstances and with the diceof probability so heavily loaded againstme why then should I bother to evenstart trying to treat your whimsicalquery as though it was a seriousquestion? For when it comesdown to personal emotionsI always deal in reality, afundamental stance of which I'm fullycognizant that you're similarly wellaware of and most categoricallyand exclusively accounts forwhy you are here in mylife - the only woman-cum-lady I've evertruthfully wantedto be and haveintelligentlychosen asmy wife! © Stanley V. Collymore16 September 2016. Author's Remarks:This poem was purposely conceptualized, created and specifically written withgenuinely heterosexual persons and couples exclusively in mind and who arethemselves either already in or else seriously contemplating on embarking on aconstructive and meaningful relationship with that special person in their life, beit as a partner, husband or wife. This notwithstanding that one or even both of you may have previously goneastray in your particular relationship but having wisely seen sense and positivelyreacted to its dire warning are now back together and what's more in championstyle and thrillingly robust form, both of these buttressed by your erstwhilefailings as you now make a gutsy and commendable go at repairing as well asfirmly and pleasurably consolidating your precious relationship.


However and by no stretch of the imagination - my own or that of any otherconscionable person - is this poem in any way intended for any of the followingloathsome and deviant persons: those smitten by Dykeism or Queerism whetherof the open sort or the closet variety and regardless of whatever powerfulposition(s) they hold socially or professionally in the United Kingdom or theinfluence that they wield. Neither is it for paedophiles; those who support or protect them, or astonishinglywith mindboggling condescension and incredible brazenness universally accord tothese sickeningly and invariably privileged elite perverts blanket official immunityeither politically, through a disreputable Crown Prosecution Service, Police andthe national law enforcement system; or a corrupt and itself deeply tarnishedand immensely paedophilic in character UK and particularly English and Welshjudiciary! And so to this latter and utterly despised by me inured sewer scum Iunapologetically say to all of you in relation to this poem - piss off and don't evenlook at it far less so take to reading it. For it's not meant for gutter rats like youthat despairingly for all the decent residents within the UK's population see youincreasingly emerging in huge numbers and in officially designated genderlessBritain, in which you've played a major part in this transformation, from thestinking sewer where you permanently belong and ought forcibly to be made tostay. Reading me loud and clear Ms Hiliary Benn; Messrs Eagle, Julia Wendy Macur,Kezia Dugdale, Laura Kuenssberg and testosterone May; and complementing thisphalanx of human detritus the several truculent dominatrix and their girliesubmissive Misses - or bitches as they would much prefer that you call them andof whom the constraints of time only allow me to name a tiny fraction of them -Keith Vaz, Ian McNicol, Philip Sales, Jack Beatson, NEIL COYLE: him who wantsto sue Jeremy Corbyn - hello sweetie - and Tom Watson! Stanley Collymore


Zionist Ashkenazim Scum! Auschwitz Was Much TooGood For Them. By Stanley Collymore Unbridled greed, routine privilege and public officemalfeasance intrinsically coupled with unboundednepotism, monopolistic control of the banking,other financial, all likely gainful commercialactivities together with the miscellany ofother unwarranted but even so highlyinfluential societal positions givenautomatically to people like meand, of course, the country'spolitical and legal systemsthat are my own rightful and unchallengeableentitlements. For collectively and in realitywe're the Ashkenazim nation: YiddishEuropeans who've conveniently, veryprofitably and immensely too quitebeneficially for us in all feasiblefashions embraced Judaism,and with our post WorldWar Two ubiquitously,fraudulently but oh so ridiculously lucrativelyused holocaust Anti-Semitism trademark -although we're no more Semites than thenative residents of the United States ofAmerica's Appalachian region - havenevertheless carved out for ourselvesa prized and illegal nuclear manorlike no other in the country onceknown as Palestine and doingso our critics say, howeverdon't believe them, at thegenocidal and ongoingbarbaric annihilationof its aboriginal andgenuinely Semiticpopulation, the


Palestinians! © Stanley V. Collymore9 May 2015 Author's Remarks:Feral and detestable sewer scum who happily, sadistically and ubiquitously dishout their poisonous contagion at will and regardless of the consequences forothers however unwarranted their perniciously sick actions and multiple offensiveactivities are; but who when their loathsomely demonic and predatory actionsfinally catch up with them, predictably like the cowardly Yid bastards and bitchesthat they are they instinctively dodge justice and its inevitable consequences forthem with every resource and all scheming devices at their inhuman disposal,while shouting at the top of their voices - this is anti-Semitism that you'redirecting at us! Stanley Collymore


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