The Baron’s parting gift to the world was his FB page “Security by way of a lien” which has soldiered on in its increasingly menacing way.
The chief rabble rouser and self-styled attorney general Adrian James is
welcoming in a new batch of malcontents each nursing their diverse grievances against anyone who ever dun them rong. Helpfully he keeps a little list of every pointless lien ever achieved, from Lords and Ladies down to the lowliest traffic warden, they are all in there if you follow the link. The amount owned collectively exceeds the national debt several times over but despite the huge effort involved no-one has ever received a single penny, nor will they. Ever.
James reminds me of this character
This is Hitmouse, a member of the Badfort Crew, the bad guys in the delightful
Uncle books from my childhood. They are deliciously non-PC and are fading quietly into obscurity but they are every bit relevant, to my mind now as then.
Anyway, Hitmouse and his boss Beaver Hateman keep “hating books” into which they scribble lists of their enemies (which are many) and their supposed offences (also legion). For extra toughness they make all entries by dipping their pens in their own blood. So too I’ll bet does Mr James, Keeper of the Keys blah blah as he tries to keep David Ward’s nonsense alive.
This is how cults get established, they now have their long bearded martyr, their very own Holy Ghost, a righteous cause, a magic formula and documents to cast fear upon their foes, all woven around ritual and mystery. Sounds more like a malevolent branch of the Masons.
It might, given recent events, be a cause for concern to those named in Mr. James’ hating book (many of whom are MPs, judges, lawyers, police officers and senior CEOs), that they are on this list which is updated and circulated freely amongst FB nut cases at every opportunity. You can almost feel the pent up rage and visceral hate lying behind the posts on that site. Without, of course, ill will, malice, frivolity or vexation etc.
I fear that one day, tired of the impotence of sending minor public officials and senior members of parliament meaningless 30 page diatribes based on some dead guy’s parking squabble with his local council one of them will go a step further.
