No more heroes.
Boys’ Own Stories were popular back in the times before the Black Mirror devices that we hold in our sweaty palms, sometimes for our own educational purposes but, mostly, as tracking and data-gathering tools of the Dark Overlords who are attempting to corral us into Central Bank Digital Currencies (CBDC) – heroes populated their pages and the heroes’s trials and tribulations continued right through to the 1970s when I read numerous comics, largely on the themes of adventure, war, comedy and heroism that invariably won out, against all the odds.
This week’s Rogue Cast comes to you from Shipley Hall, near Heanor, adjacent to which is the former site of the American Adventure theme park:
As a boy, I was an avid reader of the Warlord, Valiant, Tiger and Scorcher, Whizzer and Chips and Marvel comics.
As I look back objectively, it is clear to me that the heroes of yesteryear were admirable and resolute British heroes – exploration, courage, each possessing the ability to think his way out of a difficult situation were what characterised them.
Edit: This essay originally contained a series of paragraphs about Enoch Powell, with me quoting Wikipedia as a source of information on what a brilliant scholar, brave soldier and admirable politician he was. Sadly, all of that falls away as just this morning, 25th May, 2026, I read the following article in which Powell is revealed to be a sadistic homo-sexual predator:
When Powell made his rendez-vous with the group, he was in the company of another two men. Powell spirited Kerr away on his own to a guest house near Portrush where he had booked a bedroom. Inside it, he sat him on a chair and then lifted him onto the bed and placed his head on the pillow. Next, he undid his shorts. After this he threw him on top of his chest and started to abuse him.
Kerr wasn’t shocked at what was happening since he had been violated by countless men by this stage; nor was he unduly surprised when Powell began to beat him with a leather belt and buckle. The abuse involved a variety of other acts of degradation including oral sex and masturbation but no penetration. Powell smiled a lot during the encounter, he recalls.
Philosophy, meanwhile, is the Love of Wisdom – I am in Love with Truth and the Beauty of Truth, which are one and same.
It is always crucial that we remember that, when distilled to its essence, the Truth is always very simple and easy to express.
If something sounds overly complicated – like quantum physics – it is because it is not true.
This may appear a simplistic stance but it is an effective one to take.
Philosophy is thus eternal
The new feature, the Great British Bell End – GBBE – award goes to Johnny Marr, for the reasons put forward:
Whilst there is no denying Marr’s ability with the guitar, especially in his time with the Smiths who split up in 1987, he does present himself as an intellectual; though in the final analysis, he represents the opposite. He is a pseud. An unthinking dolt who donned a face nappy at the request/instruction of his Freemasonic Masters:
TATTOOED with ridiculous images – none more so than the picture of Aldous Huxley, a supremacist eugenicist and mind-bender behind the Tavistock operations, Marr stands as prize moron.
Far from being a rebel, the individual who is covered in tattoos is part of the blob, the homogenous whole, the sheeple.
Marr is, most likely, a Freemason – as evidenced by his tattoos, the symbology contained in his album covers, magazine photos and videos unequivocally demonstrate that Marr is not a critical thinker but a tattooed vegan member of the complicit Freemasonic club.
The steady and deliberate dilution of heroism was achieved through pop music, glam rock and punk rock.
Further, I assert that there is no such thing as Racism – patriotism is what it used to be called.
There is nothing wrong with choosing to be with your fellow natives, your tribe. As Mohammed Ali put it, birds of a feather flock together: bluebirds flock with fellow bluebirds, the eagle does not seek the company of the robin, sparrows don’t hang out with crows.
A true hero stands as everything a man can become – he has all the qualities of those who were traditionally regarded as British heroes: the ability to think critically under pressure, a man who takes action based on the Truth and whose rhetoric is characterised by his Love of Wisdom.
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