Of Castros and Other Despots

April 17, 2021 at 10:58 pm (Espionage, Geopolitics and International Relations, History, International Intrigue, Mythology, News, Spy Tales, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

It was 60 years ago today that the American CIA’s poorly planned and thoroughly botched Bay of Pigs invasion of Cuba took place.

The plan was to drive the Castro Communist government of Cuba out of power.

The Communists are still in power in Cuba today.

And today the American CIA itself (along with the rest of the American Deep State) is now crawling from top to bottom with Neo-Bolshevik Communist ideologues.

Raul Castro the former President of Cuba (and successor to Fidel Castro) used the 60th anniversary of the Bay of Pigs invasion to announce his resignation as leader of Cuba’s Communist Party today.

-Renfield R. Renfield British MP doing his Saturday night podcast from Lord Horatio Nelson’s column atop London’s Trafalgar Square.

. . .

The Bay of Pigs invasion is not the only anniversary to be noted on this April 17th 2021.

It was 39 years ago today on April 17th 1982 that Her Majesty Elizabeth II in her role as Queen of the Dominion of Canada signed into law in Ottawa the new Canadian Constitution that included the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms.

Today if you click on the link to the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms at the Government of Canada website, a message pops up that the link to this page you’re looking for is now broken.

Truer words have never been spoken.

Last night Ontario Premier (and for all intensive purposes absolute Fascist dictator) Doug Ford the leader of Canada’s largest province announced the most draconian lockdown measures ever.

Police would be allowed to arbitrarily stop any pedestrian walking the streets or any person driving a vehicle and ask them for their ID papers with home address as well as an explanation of why they’ve left their homes.

Roadblocks and checkpoints had also been set up on Ontario’s borders with the provinces of Manitoba and Quebec to turn back any person deemed unfit to enter the province.

After making the announcement the words I AM AN APOSTLE OF THE ANTICHRIST suddenly appeared written in black and red felt ink on Doug Ford’s forehead and a Lake Ontario Beach Rubbish Cream Pie was thrown in his face by an invisible entity (identified as a 6 foot 8 tall purple coloured bunny rabbit with big pink floppety ears according to a Harvey Wallbanger drinking bystander).

Today Ford announced he was dropping giving police the powers to arbitrarily ask someone for their ID papers and home address and an explanation of why they were outside their homes after an outcry from Ontario’s civil libertarian leaders (of which there were not too many in the Ontario of the Great Reset).

However Ford did offer a caveat “unless police suspected the person might possibly be attending a mass social gathering”.

Given the Nazi Gestapo like mentality or Neo-Bolshevik Communist secret police like mentality of many police officers in Canada (to say nothing of the rest of the Western world), that caveat would be enough to give any power hungry corrupt cop (of which there are far too many in Canada and the Western world) the legal cover he needed to persecute and harass somebody he didn’t like the look of or just didn’t like for whatever reason.

-Renfield R. Renfield British MP broadcasting from above the Canadian High Commission in London, England.

. . .

Prince Philip’s funeral was held at St. George’s Chapel at Windsor Castle today.

As the day gave way to night, the London-based ancient Egyptian vampire Set stood on the grounds of Windsor Castle and paid his respects from a distance.

Set had met the Duke of Edinburgh on a few occasions.

Meanwhile far off in the Canadian province of Alberta, a trio of deities were having a bit of fun.

Thor, Loki and a robotic falcon possessed by the spirit of the Egyptian god Horus had kidnapped a statue of a white unicorn from the small village of Delia, Alberta.

For the past two years, Morgan the Mystical Unicorn had stood in front of an arts and crafts shop in the small village of 215 people.

Then a couple of nights ago, the white unicorn (made of stainless steel) had been stolen.

Today it had been found in a farmer’s field not far from the village.

Its horn had been hammered off and then fitted upside down into the horse’s head.

A cruel thing to do to a statue of a unicorn.

A woman named Delia (she was in fact the Greek goddess Artemis whose epithet Delia meant “Woman born on the island of Delos”) was sure that the three deities’ abduction and smashing and inverting of the horn inside the head of Morgan the Magical Mystical Unicorn was directed at her.

In the form of a message.

A message directed against her.

And somehow connected with the funeral of Philip (since Philip had also been the name of the father of the Macedonian Greek king Alexander the Great).

And the unicorn (along with the lion) had been longstanding symbols of the British monarchy to be found on their coat of arms.

And somehow this tied in with “the little horn of the Book of Daniel” (Daniel Chapter 8 which was seen as a prototype of the Antichrist).

Already Peter Whitstable the man they call the Fox Mulder of Interpol was using an Oxford cryptographer to deciper the message the whole Morgan the Mystical Unicorn abduction from the village of Delia and the horn smashing and inversion intended to convey.

The Greek goddess Artemis: Whose epithet is Delia.

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Carson Albion In Havana

December 9, 2017 at 7:20 pm (Detective story, Mystery, Poetry, Romance) (, , , , , , )

Carson Albion In Havana

It was underneath a clear blue Cuban sky
walked the man Carson Albion Private Eye
He had been hired in a deli that sold salami
by a wealthy Cuban exile in Miami
to find the man’s granddaughter he hadn’t heard from in years
a situation that led to anxiety and tears

Taking with him an old photo
and leaving Kansas minus Toto
he flew to Havana
and arrived at a cabana
where a poolside party was going on
he asked the owner who was stifling a yawn
“Have you seen this girl?”
The man gave the roulette wheel a twirl
“She’s considerably older now!” he said.
Albion was relieved to hear she wasn’t dead.

“Do you know where she can be found?”
Albion dropped cigar ash on the ground
“At the La Luna Club downtown,”
the man gave a slight frown.

Albion raised his fedora in thanks
and made his exit by the lobster tanks
He headed to the La Luna Club
but would he find the girl, aye, there’s the rub
Carlotta was the girl’s name
like Bogey looking for a dame

He entered the club and saw a beautiful young woman in a red dress
by comparison his bourbon decorated trench coat looked a mess
He took off his coat and put it on a chair
while the bartender scratched his underwear

Carlotta was the girl in the red dress
Albion knew it was more than a guess
She was on the dance 💃🏻 floor dancing up a storm
and Albion under his shirt collar was starting to feel warm

He approached her and asked her to dance
She immediately fell into a tango stance
and together they danced the tango across the floor
and soon both were out the nightclub door

They headed back to her apartment
and on her mattress they made a major dent
Their intense lovemaking
was quite earth shaking
After the climax and in each other’s arms
came the phone call from her grandfather’s Florida farms
so Albion took a selfie
texted it to Grandpa wealthy

The angry grandfather told Albion not to bother coming home to America
otherwise he’d find himself dead in a Florida Oranges crate-ia.

So in Havana Albion did remain
so as not to turn Carlotta’s grandfather into Biblical Cain
They would often spend nights dancing the tango
and later in bed roared like Rambo.

-A poem written by Christopher
Saturday December 9th
2017

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Pike’s Plan

February 3, 2017 at 12:43 pm (Commentary, Geopolitics and International Relations, History, International Intrigue, Mystery/horror, News, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Yes, the Golden Circle superstate would come into existence, Robur Pike reflected.

And Havana, Cuba would be its capital.

But of course something would have to be done about Cuban President Raul Castro.

Fortunately Cuban Revolution senior statesman Fidel Castro had done the Knights of the Golden Circle a favour and kicked the bucket back in November.

But Cuban President Raul Castro was still alive and kicking.

And plotting to establish a Marxist New World Order that would receive the Apostolic Blessing of Pope Francis.

Robur Pike figured he’d better nip that in the bud right away.

He crushed a white rose and a red rose that he had bought from an elderly Cuban woman who was selling roses in the cafe.

Pike already knew how Raul Castro would be killed. And by whom.

. . .

Salaman the Magician was in Caracas, Venezuela.

In addition to being a successful stage magician, Salaman was also a successful hypnotist.

And he had been hired by a certain individual to hypnotize Venezuelan President Nicolas Maduro.

Which is what he was currently doing at the moment.

“Nicolas,” Salaman spoke softly, “listen to me. I am the ghost of Comrade Chavez.”

“You are the ghost of Comrade Chavez,” Maduro spoke in a zombie like voice.

You shall do exactly as I say,” Salaman directed.

“I shall do exactly as you say, Comrade Hugo,” Maduro continued his impersonation of American actor Chuck Norris at his dramatic speaking voice best.

. . .

Raul Castro got off the phone.

He looked at his aide Juan Ernesto Garcia.

“I just got the most peculiar phone call from President Maduro of Venezuela,” Castro pushed the Freeze button on the DVD of the movie The Manchurian Candidate that he had been watching.

“Really?” Juan gave his leader his undivided attention.

“Yes, he needs to see me right away for some reason,” Castro frowned, “he says he’s flying to Havana tonight in his private jet.”

Meanwhile at Havana Airport, another private jet was flying out of the country. Headed towards the Middle East. Robur Pike bid the lights of Havana good-bye from his window.

He then lay back in his plane’s hot tub, sipped on a martini and thanked Lucifer that he wasn’t a Syrian refugee.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday February 1st
2017.

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Qonzilqointec In Post-Fidel Havana

November 28, 2016 at 5:27 pm (Commentary, Geopolitics and International Relations, History, News, Obituaries, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , )

Qonzilqointec In Post-Fidel Havana

The Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec walked the streets of Havana in the wake of the death of Fidel Castro- leader of the Cuban Revolution, Prime Minister of Cuba for 17 years and President of Cuba for 30.

He had landed in Cuba with 80 rebels in 1956, was only 32 when he toppled Cuban dictator Fulgencio Batista in 1959 and he had survived 638 assassination attempts.

His decision to allow the Soviet Union to put nuclear missiles in Cuba in 1962 had brought the world to the brink of nuclear war in October of that year.

Khrushchev blinked and backed down and John F. Kennedy breathed a sigh of relief.

Castro had proclaimed his revolution a Marxist-Leninist one and as a result Cuba had suffered a U.S. led economic embargo that had lasted 56 years.

As a result of course, the great classic American cars of the 1950s and early 1960s still are seen on the streets of Havana.

Castro to his credit had built one of the best health care and education systems in the world.

Thousands of medical practitioners graduate in Cuba every year and Cuba sends them to more than 60 countries across the globe to provide aid and assistance.

The Cuban nation also enjoys a world class biotech industry that is saving millions of lives through dispensing vaccines and drugs to needy countries at a fraction of the cost that large multinationals would charge.

No doubt the money grubbing U.S. pharmaceutical giants were not sorry to see Castro go.

Cuban soldiers had defeated South African troops in Angola in 1988 at Cuito Canivale.

That defeat not only led to South Africa withdrawing from Namibia and Namibian independence but Nelson Mandela himself attributed South Africa’s defeat by Cuban troops to his release from jail and the ultimate defeat of apartheid.

Although Castro had officially proclaimed Cuba an atheistic state, he gave a hero’s welcome to Pope John Paul II when that pontiff visited in 1998, he met with Pope Benedict XVI in 2012 and asked him whatever became of the Latin Tridentine Mass during their talks, and later had a 30-minute meeting with Pope Francis in September of 2015.

And now, thought Qonzilqointec, who would continue Castro’s Revolution now that he was gone?

She walked the streets of Havana in her lavender coloured evening dress and looked up at the stars and pondered the question.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Saturday November 26th
2016.

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