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   From: jmsmith2011@hotmail.co.uk   
      
   A Confession   
      
   On New Year's Day, after many months of wavering, I fully accepted what   
   a stupid fucking moron I'd been for most of my life, spouting retarded   
   leftwing Marxist-Socialist tosh.   
      
   This was the culmination of dreams I'd been having of hunting down and   
   slaughtering scumbags like Diane Abbott and her lover Jeremy Corbyn. I'd   
   never ever actually do such a thing, but there must have been a reason I   
   was getting these repeating dreams. I was even dreaming of arguing with   
   like-minded people how it could be most pleasurably done. Sick, I know,   
   but I am not responsible for what I dream.   
      
   Or am I?   
      
   I thought of going to the Police to tell them about these dreams but the   
   police here and most everywhere else too aren't exactly intelligent, and   
   would probably have called the mental health services. I am perfectly   
   sane.   
      
   Gradually I realised I was very, very angry and what a total fool, and   
   Tool, the Left had made of me, how I had betrayed my country and our   
   future, and even mankind, because socialism is the enemy of all mankind.   
      
   I had suicidal thoughts for weeks, you may have observed I stopped   
   posting then, but decided it was better for me to put right the wrongs I   
   had done than to top myself. Instead I sent a thousand quid to Paul   
   Golding's defence fund, while I don't agree with some of how he does it,   
   some of what he says makes a jolly lot more sense than the political   
   class in Westminster. I don't want fucking Muslim Cockroaches and Cunts   
   (sorry but that is what they are) who've invaded my country to take over   
   as they are.   
      
   Now the dreams of slaughtering Labour scumbags have gone away, though   
   every now and again I have a dream of doing a Charlie Hebdo on the Beeb   
   or the Guardian which is different. I also sometimes have a dream of   
   taking all my family to somewhere far away so future great grand-   
   daughters aren't given the choice of wearing burkas or being sex-slaves.   
   I'd rather see them dead, amd I would do the deed myself, than for them   
   to have to do that.   
      
   I have so far resisted the temptation to take the battle to the   
   invaders' mosque, but what I will do is implacably impose any more of   
   these jihad-training institutes being built in our land.   
      
   My conversion must have upset someone somewhere very much because my   
   posts are being forged and then the forger is claiming he or she is me   
   and quoting my old, stupid posts as proof that it couldn't be me. Look   
   at the post headers and you'll be able to tell. To make it easier I've   
   arranged for my mail provider to put an X-Cancellation-Lock:   
   <************@gmail.com> header in, which means my posts cannot be   
   cancelled without a click on a confirmation email to my yahoo account   
   which is unhacked. Another benefit is if you see that header in the   
   post headers, visible via "View Original", you will know the post is   
   really from me.   
      
   I once again apologise to all for my having been such a brainwashed   
   leftard fuckwit for years. Sorry.   
      
   R. Mark Clayton   
      
      
      
      
   > dreams I'd been having of hunting down and slaughtering scumbags like   
   > Diane Abbott and her lover Jeremy Corbyn   
      
   Go for it!   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)