The Rule Of Law in the Civilised World

True that

I see pirates of green, big noses too
I see them grooming children for you
And I think to myself
What a terrible world

I see hoards of Blacks and robes of White
The rainbow gays, and the AIDS blight,
And I think to myself
What a terrible world

The coloreds in the streets, smoke in the sky
Are also on the faces of people gone awry
I see friends shooting friends, saying, "I got you."
They're really sayin', "and also your shoe"

I hear babies cry, then watch them fade
Their time is short, the piper is paid,
And I think to myself
What a horribly messed up world
Yes, smile to myself
This is my kind of world.

Funny Muslim changed my name from Yahweh to Yahhweh. But, Yahhweh is not me. He rules over even me, and I try and steer clear away from Him.

Richard Nixon, Bill Clinton, Margaret Thatcher, George Bush x2, Tony Abbott, Scott Morrison, Kier Starmer, Joe Biden, Donald Trump (among the other sheep in wolves clothing) as recent custodians of “the rule of law” make it clear that human rights have zero priority in whatever those actual rules are. What those rules are is most likely top secret. The rule of law is referred to frequently by these kinds of people but we, the people, want to see the book.

Well it is quite simple. The Rule of Law in the Civilised World only applies to the Civilised. For the rest it is the non-civilised rules. Much how we Brits used to do it back in the good old days.

Oil > Blood

@Lt Lord Fauntleroy Civalized tain't noth'n more dan pick'n my maters when I tells ya to!!! Uncivalized be what I gotta do when you unruley, swarthy, good-fer-nothin's dern't do whatcha told.

Perfer a swig 'o Whistle Pig.

Big Black - wrote by Ricardovitz

Hey, Big Black
Dern't say ware you's gone
Lied 'bout work'n when jest grabb'n a toke
'N you be back work'n later on?
Hell no, that tain't so, Big Black

Hey, Big Black
Stand up straight
Pick my Maters, Boy
Is yer folks really disappearing?
Tain't but a dying race?
Be true, Big Black

True Black, black as coal say you?
Jest yer Mum? - tain't git no Dad?
Er Some say he twas a small-cock-joo
Stop yer cry'n, mate
Are ya fix'n tar fight?
Or just finger yer Vegemite?
like you done did tar Black Sissy
I's asking you, Boy!

Hey, Big Black
Can you bear the load?
of haul'n my maters thru thar briar?
Er, you ain't no good, good fer noth'n
Big Black

Hey, Big Black
Ya ain't fair dinkum
Is ya work'n fer me, or is ya scared?
When them revenuers snuff us out like sponge-cake
Do you really care?
Ya jest a Black Boy, wadda ya care?

Big Black
I tain't git noth'n fer you.
nothing fer yer Mum 'n nothen fer yer cock-a-joo Dad.
Commie cock-a-joo!
I reckon its me ya hate
When I whoop yer ass in a fight,
'N ya lay on thar floor sorta like Vegemite.
Big Black
I ain't ask'n you Boy!!!

Testing the limits of free speech and all but didn’t someone here have this keyboard klan’s address?

@Big Al Seed Tic Rd, Clayton, Georgia, USA

I reckon y'all dern't like my li'll ditty - Ballard 'o Big Black? Y'all dern't no nothi'n!!! Ya wanna visit 'ol Ricky - come on, then. Bring yer guns, yer fiddle, 'n we gonna have a good time!!!

And the worst part? It ain't anywhere near done yet!

I started a joke once and it started the whole world crying.

Do not let supposed 'International' legal impediments stop the crusade for freedom and the right to do business. That is the new cry. So tyrants, lay fearful in your bed because your turn will be soon!

God bless,
Patriot

Bought me 3 slave-boys from Venezuela. Li'll bird done say they be comm'n tar work on Ricky's Plantation right soon. In time fer Cabage-pick'n season. 'N wen I done wid 'em, I jest send 'em back 'n pay a restock'n fee!!!