As I told you recently, I was forced to admit to the 'Memsahib' that her Christmas present to me turned out to be a complete 'no-no'. It was a well-written and no doubt well-researched biography of that utter shit, Guy Burgess, who was, of course, one of our frightfully well-educated, upper-class traitors. When the book touched upon one of his malignant co-conspirators, Kim Philby, I simply closed the book and refused to read any further.
However, the bloody man keeps cropping up in articles and TV programmes. Yesterday, in The Telegraph, 'Nigel West' (aka: Rupert Allason) has a summary of his despicable life prompted by a recently released film of Philby giving a lecture to Stasi officers on the techniques which had allowed him to become one of the top sources for Stalin's Russia. Apart from the hundreds of people he betrayed, many of whom died as a result, Philby wrote psychological profiles of his fellow MI6 comrades for his Russian controller which might help them in recruiting more traitors. Amongst them was his own sister!
Not content with that, when he eventually fell under suspicion himself and was forced to pen a confession, he implicated his childhood friend, Tim Milne. They had gone to the same school and during the holidays Philby had been a frequent guest at the home of Milne's uncle and guardian, A. A. Milne, the famous author of Winnie the Pooh books. Philby actually recruited Tim Milne into MI6 where he served with distinction - until Philby smeared him! Another 'victim' of Philby's machinations was Nicholas Elliot, another comrade and good friend in MI6 who loyally supported Philby throughout the long period when Philby was under suspicion. It is suggested that when Elliot was sent to Beirut to get a confession from Philby and the latter made his escape it might have been with a nod and a wink from MI6 who preferred that he 'do a runner' rather than face the embarrassment of a trial at the Old Bailey.
In the readers' comments section of one article in The Telegraph, a reader offered the following memory:
As a token of our esteem for good old Kim, one wintry day when based in Moscow in the nineties I and a colleague made a pilgrimage of sorts to the Kuntsevo cemetery. As was the local habit in those days, we were well-fuelled with vodka which offered the effect, if nothing else, of warding off the worst of the extreme cold. Eventually we found our goal, which coincided with the need to release a pressure from deep within. We paid our respects, in a way that we considered remarkably fitting given his legacy, by peeing all over his tombstone, then further raising our near empty bottles in a toast to a mission accomplished, by us not him!
Well done that man but, as a following reader noted, what a very appropriate name that cemetery had!
In our current world, there are many more tombstones that need "peeing" on that mark the spot of recently planted Leftists. As a matter of fact, many more leftists are in need of planting beneath respectable tombstones. Those too will need a good watering each spring...May Day comes to mind. I have found that the older I get, the more often I need to go. Yes I carry a grudge. No I never forget.
Posted by: Whitewall | Wednesday, 06 April 2016 at 12:24
A good grudge and a good memory, essential requirements these days!
Posted by: David Duff | Wednesday, 06 April 2016 at 12:26
Creatures like Philby, Burgess et al are good reasons why, when dealing with suchlike, one should never forgive and never forget.
Pissing on his grave is the least one can do.
Whitewall the bastards deserve unmarked graves so no trace or remembrance of such vile wretches may longer be found among men.
Posted by: AussieD | Wednesday, 06 April 2016 at 12:50
Hello AussieD, I hear you. I fear it is the marked graves we decent members of Western society will end up loosing to these Leftists if they are not stopped and stopped hard. They do like to erase history they don't like if the history was an obstacle to their goals and power. As I've mentioned before it ain't over just because the USSR died. The admirers and believers still remained and have taken over every institution in the West. They don't stop, they have to be stopped.
Posted by: Whitewall | Wednesday, 06 April 2016 at 12:59
Aussie - but if we don't mark the bastards' graves we won't know where to piss!!
Posted by: Cuffleyburgers | Wednesday, 06 April 2016 at 13:32
On a more serious note - I am not by nature an anti-establishment radical, but Cameron and to a lesser, a much lesser extent Osborne hail from the same establishment background. As do a large number of civil service movers and shakers (well shakers anyway) who want to keep us in the EU.
Posted by: Cuffleyburgers | Wednesday, 06 April 2016 at 13:36
This morning, instead of breakfast TV, I watched Prof Vernon Bogdanor's lecture on the Falklands affair. Worth listening to, especially when it illustrates what a ghastly lot our politicians are.
Posted by: backofanenvelope | Wednesday, 06 April 2016 at 14:02
Posterity will ne’er survey
a Nobler grave than this:
Here lie the bones of Castlereagh:
Stop, traveller, and piss!
Lord Byron, Epigram, 1822
Posted by: Richard | Wednesday, 06 April 2016 at 15:48
Hello Richard.
Thanks!
Posted by: JK | Wednesday, 06 April 2016 at 16:22
A full magazine of SMG 9mm would have been appropriate. Pity I was not around to do it.
Posted by: jimmy glesga | Thursday, 07 April 2016 at 01:19
Interestin' fella', that Castlereagh, Richard. Was he the last politician to fight a dual with another politician? Perhaps they should re-instate the practice, I would pay good money to see Dave 'n' Jezza facing off on Wesminster Green!
Posted by: David Duff | Thursday, 07 April 2016 at 07:51