ONE definition of corruption is ‘any behaviour that leads to the benefit of an entity in power at the expense of others’. Another is ‘a lack of integrity’. The archaic definition is ‘the process of decay; putrefaction’. In all versions the smell is obnoxious, whether metaphorical or physical.
I have a labrador called Jack. He has the disgusting habit of rolling in anything that smells. One day he outdid himself, rolling in not one, not two, but three different and repellent mires. As he stood, 40 yards away, grin on his face, the smell was so bad that I was on the verge of throwing up.
At home, he got the full carbolic soap and dog shampoo treatment, twice. Then he was put in the bath and washed down with an assortment of fragrant shampoos and bath additives. And he still had the odour of corrupt waste.
The behaviour of MPs over Covid reminds me of that day. There has always been corruption in politics and government. But now, sheltering under the perceived protection of the crowd, we seem to have a whole parliament of corruption. The memory of the stench of their corruption should never leave our minds, never be forgotten.
Take as an example my own MP, a red wall demolisher, Sunak supporter and now a junior member of government: to every email I have written him regarding Covid, vaccines and harms, he has sent back a cut-and-paste, standard government response, cunningly crafted to ignore my question, dishonestly designed to ignore the facts. He’s voted for every lockdown, dismissed facts from the Yellow Card system, obeyed every government voting instruction.
The UK populace has been deliberately relegated to the position of a lower caste; annoying and inconvenient, and irrelevant to the way forward for the UK. MPs have blood on their hands. Now they are beginning to realise it, as the truth shouts louder and louder, so they will squirm and wriggle in any way they can to slough off any guilt that could be attributed to them, and make excuses that point the finger of guilt elsewhere; anywhere but at themselves.
Jack’s smell eventually faded, but the consequences of the MPs’ corruption cannot, though they want it all washed away, so they can find a way of inveigling us to vote for them again.
A very small number of MPs have stood against the tide. Some say that that they should be applauded. I say that if they were truly brave they could no longer stand with their parties or government. The truly brave and moral thing to do is to resign and force by-elections in their constituencies. That is the best way they can raise greater public awareness and get some coverage on the mainstream media. If they do not do so, although they may have put up some resistance on certain aspects, they are still part of the whole, and cannot be pardoned of the sins of Parliament.
The marvellous James Delingpole wrote an article in TCW defending Andrew Bridgen MP, calling for his acceptance into what might be named the unofficial Covid and vaccine opposition party, calling for his forgiveness like a sinner who has repented of his sins. I have no problem with forgiveness: it is part and parcel of being a Christian. I do have a problem with letting justice slip, and giving opportunity for these things to happen again.
Bridgen voted for mandating the vaccination of care staff, even though he knew many would lose jobs, livelihoods, and homes, and he knew of the Nuremberg Code and its institution because of Nazi medical evils perpetrated against innocent people.
His excuses? It was lockdown: ‘Much harder for those of us who wish to plot, to do so when we’re all separated’; it’s been a strange parliament; new intake, new people – don’t know all their names, not been in debates with them, never seen them in the tearoom. I guess he didn’t have the use of a telephone, email, internet, etc, to overcome those difficulties.
In Delingpole’s podcast interview with Bridgen, JD mentions a text he received from Bridgen saying, ‘Sorry, James, everything you said is true.’ JD asks: ‘Did you think I was a nutcase, did you think I’d just got the wrong end of the stick, or what?’ AB: ‘I’d hoped you had, and I really, I wish what I know now was wrong.’ For me, when the lives and heaof millions are at stake, hoping is not good enough.
I like Andrew Bridgen, and I’m sure that if we met we would agree on many things. I admire him for his current stance, but his earlier weakness has found him wanting, and we cannot close our eyes to that. This would send a message that says we are still gullible and naïve, and it’s OK not to do the right thing, and put party line and personal well-being before constituents.
Unless the current crop of parliamentary politicians are punished for their indifference, wilful blindness, lack of concern, nil curiosity and zero due diligence, and refusal to separate themselves from those causing the harms and deaths, they will carry on as normal.
This is not revenge, it is not spite, it is justice. God did not impose justice on Christian sinners, but gave us grace. But the penalty for our sins still needed to be paid – and God paid the penalty on our behalf through the crucifixion and death of Jesus. Justice was done. Who are we to let justice go? The blood of those killed by the vaccines, the pain of those injured, the hurt of those who have lost loved ones, their jobs or businesses; these all call for justice. No one except MPs can pay the penalty on this earth for their derelictions of duty to their constituents.
It’s not solely about justice, either. It’s about trust in our MPs to do the right thing next time, confidence in their ability to sniff out the lies and find the facts for themselves instead of relying on the hierarchy to guide them, and as a warning that we won’t put up with their self-serving cowardice again.
It’s up to each of us to decide what we will do at the next election. I personally would never vote for a single one of them again, or anyone representing any of the political parties who have been sitting in Parliament over the last two years. Above all, when you have pencil in hand, and are poised to mark the ballot paper, breathe in through your nose, and remember the stink!
