Runnymede Institute

If her Majesty happened to be au fait with Morse Code, she would be blinking S-O-S each time she faced the camera to address the nation. Knowing that a cage doesn’t necessarily contain bars, we must imagine Britain like a home mortgaged to the hilt, runaway finances lost in the dust of the audit trail. The mother of the house can still produce a meal for the dinner table but the children are fearful, too embarrassed to confirm the sources of her shrouded income.

Monarch’s surrounded by scheming counsellors wreaking havoc on a kingdom throughout history have elicited statements from downtrodden subjects to the effect that; “If the King only knew…” of the injustice, some positive end would come into sight. While this may have been true to a certain degree where the sovereign was not party to corruption, the propagation of tyranny and direct action always targeted the traditional middle-class as a rule. For clarity, we must look to a past era that strangely resembles the present.

At the twilight of the 12th century, King Richard the Lionheart found himself prisoner in a German castle awaiting the ransom that would buy his freedom. The collection of monies from his patchwork realm impacted Britons most severely and the relief from the king’s safe passage turned to utter grief when his sudden death followed. The cult of personality was not bestowed upon his elevated brother King John due to his unreasonable, avaricious nature.

The generation that followed their warrior king into the fray watched helplessly as the world they’d built to pass on to their children was newly shaped to extract maximum rent from the common man. John Lackland developed an affection for crisis finance, which proved itself more than lucrative when the nation remained engaged in constant wars. Sacrifice without visible gain had a souring effect the moment all Englishmen knew that; “the King knew” but didn’t care much either way.

During the era when the barons of the land were the only taxpayers, they found themselves unable to repeatedly extract value from their vassals under the revised conditions of finance and stagnant economic climate. King John essentially threw out the toolkit of statecraft, leaving himself with only the hammer of military force thereby assuring that every man was treated  like a nail to be driven. Events reached their breaking point and all stood poised for a clash.

King John and his people’s appointment with destiny culminated in the inspired creation of the Magna Carta, which turned the tables on the monarch’s quick-buck artistry and forced him to implement protective mechanisms that would foster a civilised society. Habeas Corpus being the bedrock of this unshakeable agreement, it provided a starting point for the skilled craftsmen of the land with the motivating factor of internal security, the main ingredient that stimulates risk-takers in business.

The Church played it’s role and it’s never disapproved of war because it keeps heaven well-stocked with fresh souls but their involvement in the negotiations with the king and his counsellors is strangely overlooked or completely omitted by committed atheist historians. Parrish priests knew something even the barons of England did not become fully aware of until their errant sons returned from the shameful Fourth Crusade visited on Constantinople in 1204AD.

The Frankish Knights let slip that King John’s messengers had made the rounds of all his adversaries in conflict offering peace terms if they would send troops to suppress the English yeoman when called at a moment’s notice. The English armies in place abroad could remain in no man’s land war zones, without hope of returning home to save their kin nor able to maintain a supply route to carry on offensive action. Under such circumstances, the people would agree to anything to be rid of the armed foreign menace in their midst and give the king the divine powers he sought.

Abusing the peasants as a passtime was natural for the nobility but when their cash cows were about to be rustled through collusion by the monarch, they remembered where their bread was buttered from and took positions in defense of the common man’s rights as though they were their very own. A cursory study of the situation and the options Canon Law afforded propelled the first serious review of what made medievel society work and that which corrupted it to the advantage of a few and required adjustment.

The king’s rude awakening at Runnymede, that the terms of Magna Carta were not to be tampered with and that the king’s counsellors who are the barons should always remain the consultative body to debate any such decision was a foregone conclusion. Since that time, the genius of the great charter spread into every other country’s basic set of Laws. But checks and balances spurring over seven centuries of unfettered growth were undone in four decades by the Marxist UK political class and the bona fide capture of the sovereign by powerful forces is without question, as evidenced by the methodical erosion of Her Majesty QEII’s trust and responsibility to her subjects.

The Republican element in British society would have the monarch stripped of all dignity,  displayed as a relic and possibly forced to peform an actual song and dance at the whim of a comrade master. Significant changes, particularly in the last decade have left the loyal subjects struggling to find sanity in the United Kingdom’s disastrous charge to socialist oblivion on the basis that a new age requires new rules of conduct. That isn’t the EU trade body Britons signed up for! The media’s upbeat daily reminders that one and all are now citizens cloak dangerous, possibly deadly motives.

The guaranteed gagging for anyone speaking out through statute, countless caveats and veilled threats leaves no room for discussion on the major issues of the day, punctuating the futility of fighting back. The implementation of the Socialist System as the surface layer over existing government structures has nearly smothered the life out of the country as it gasps it’s last breaths of sovereign, un-carbon-taxed air.

Logic has departed from the conversation to be replaced by emotional tuggings and salacious distractions, which the public does not agree with yet remains silent for fear of denunciation as they are demonstrably in the rigged minority vote camp. Lives are spinning out of control yet Number 10 doesn’t notice. In the face of rising crime, police departments are suffering major cuts to their annual budgets through a contrived financial crisis and the glaringly obvious apathy to the same by Downing Street. The politicians are neutered to the point of needing to find ‘issues’ to keep them looking busy since their emasculation by Brussells formalises their redundancy.

The average Englishman can be forgiven for disagreeing, that his country is not everyone else’s too and perhaps he doesn’t feel like sharing what’s in his wallet with ‘authorities’ who believe they know where his money could be better spent, like ransoming fallen kings of finance to keep them in their foreign castles. Each time an average individual’s surprise at government’s foxy incompetence turns to horror, the organs of propaganda and controlled media shut down any and all possibilities except one-sided, emotive catch-phrase dialogue.

It has not gone un-noticed that what the media presented a dozen years ago as a humanitarian crisis with millions of migrants dashing to Britain’s shores for safety did not factually add up nor was there any plausible attempt made at stemming the flow. Racist elements, which inhabit every ethnic group have found a cozy co-existence with the UK retards, as both types thrive in a vapid microcosm that wholly resembles our greater world, enemies only government claims to be able to keep calm and diffused, very convenient for the expanding police state.

Britain’s albatross around society’s neck is the precarious paper empire in counterfeit financial instruments, which belies the genius that made the country solvent and viable through the centuries. The ‘purpose’ of the sovereign unit, which is the nation state has been subverted under the guise of natural, socialist evolution and humanitarian conviction that no longer allows a man the basic right to be left alone, let alone prosper. Intrusive incursions have sent many to breaking point like back in 1215, as the tentacles of audacious power grab throttle unregulated individuality.

As European leaders jointly trumpet the death of multi-culturalism and count tens of millions of permanent foreign guests as their target audience, the media will re-vitalise itself by over indulging in shock and awe extravaganzas such as the Oldham riots. The ability to turn trouble on and off by controlling the spigot of the Social Fund, potentially depriving one area or one group of something as simple a delayed welfare payment will lead to certain chaos. The audacity of hops will predictably fuel the English side.

This inevitable outcome and the absence of any voices of reason or opposition from the elected parliament is a shining example that their priority is not with the people but with marauding elements tearing the country apart. Next door at the House of Lords, the newly knighted arrivistes used the 1999 Act to kick out potential opposition from sitting Peers of the Realm. They achieved tenure by pillaging the key posts that facillitate dismantling of the queen’s ultimate responsibility to her subjects, whose sovereignty ‘she’ legally holds in trust. The meanest layman can devine that placing the monarch in jeopardy of breaking any Law is a treasonable hanging offence.

Adding the charge of putting Her Majesty’s future in peril would not be unjustified either. In numerical terms, the number of migrants Britain absorbed in the past dozens years is equal or greater than that of a committed invasion force targeting the public purse. Taken on a case by case basis, the media focused on circumstances in world trouble spots, asking the people to be understanding and welcoming. They failed in every respect to specify reasons for the danger in those zones, where many British companies had been at the heart of agitation.

Keeping in mind that The City as a rule is backing each and every one of these ventures and that their profits remain mostly offshore, their contribution to HM treasury for ‘driving’ desperate people from their homes has been negligible at best. Whether defence, mineral extraction or contractual services, someone has to back deals and purchase insurance on investments yet this subject is never a talking point. The publicly funded communist bullhorn that is the BBC is a hollowed shell of it’s former self, pretentious apparatchiks are only there to spin for Central Committee.

It has never been reported that the same banks fomenting the frantic exodus from all and sundry locations also profit from making loans to government to cover social benefits like food and housing extended to this newly adopted multitude. Taking a full reckoning to balance the nations books against criminal behaviour with appropriate penalty for pre-meditatedly taking ‘two bites of the cherry’ could conceivably place Britain into the black on all accounts. But City folk are untouchable, that’s a rule too!

Announcing a reduction in the armed forces and stranding Britain’s young men with Nato in other parts of the globe is no accident. And like King John’s triple-whammy combo of a united group of tooled up foreigners enforcing compliance, Brussels’ agents in Westminster know their greatest strength is also a weakness. When the first blue hatted peace-keeping troops land at Dover to Balkanise Britain, their treason will be laid bare. Some believe this to be far-fetched but that’s false optimism for you.

The likelyhood of this third-party intervention depends on the bottle of bought off politicians who might ignite the pent up rage of immigrants and locals alike as the fake economy continues it’s nosedive. It’s gone nearly un-noticed by the dazed masses but others are reviving the lost martial art of fashioning a deadly Longbow and retrieving their beaten manhood from the political correctness locker. There comes a time when one has to put up or shut up and it’s no accident either that a second Runnymede is on the cards for June 15th 2015. Her Majesty will be freed from the clutches of those who would use the monarch to capture her people, making a fitting 800th anniversary.

History proves that which is won by deception can never be held for long and the lauded City potentates who number amongst the beautiful people can just as easily become the swinging lamp post cadavers of swift justice to come. Most important of all is to recognise immigrants and asylum seekers as the sad pawns that they are and behave fairly with them while not discarding the option of repatriation. If the menace of a British mining corporation is causing a war in Central Africa, winding up their operations in a London court costs less and makes the better sense.

Britons must no longer tolerate the corporate person‘s claim to hurt feelings, trampling of their “human rights’. The marriage of the socialist system to the flow of a banking matrix masks the fact these institutions are completely insolvent and that the credit side of their balance sheet is even less attractive, loaded with toxic derivatives, the fake insurance of control-fraud instigators and warmongers. Usury’s bitter fruit isn’t something The City is prepared to swallow willingly, they’re part of the bucanner class on the war path but their conquests have left them dreadfully over-confident.

Some of the bravado is justified though. Ten years ago, would anyone have believed the US Constitution could be subverted by a cabal of globalist shills? That the country counted as the greatest in world history was nothing more than a tool of domination in the deadliest game of all? Goose-stepping bravado is the best description for the UK’s conquerors who never fire a shot themselves but egg on others to kill for them. Then all the blowback and fallout is taken up by the British public as their solemn duty.

People’s yearning for a remedy isn’t forthcoming from the halls of Parliament but perhaps our friends in Hollywood have helped the British find their spine again. The recent film The King’s Speech has caused many to  mourn anew the loss of their dignified and formidable warrior king who united his peoples to fight against the oppression of fascism. But who will save England now that the noblest office is still occupied yet locked up tight as a drum? Fret not, Her Maj has many champions!

The republican dream is a product of socialist fantasy, jobs for life for unemployable ‘experts’ sucking at the veins of the marginally productive. Britons no longer have skills, they have pride and narcissism to accompany consumerist habits the previous generation would recognise as destructively undermining as the Bubonic Plague. The perverted version of globalist democracy and contrived majority votes at the ballot box set off a series of preposterous manipulations to the UK constitution that need reversing this minute and their 4000 plus new rules taken out with the rubbish.

The High Court action against the House of Lords Act of 1999 has at all times been presented by the panicked media propaganda organs as a quaint gesture from hereditary dinosaurs in the last throes of their extinction. This could not be further from the truth, the rebel Lords are winning. Nor could it get closer to the funny bone, should Her Majesty somehow be treasonously removed from the throne, the new head of the Commonwealth would be the Governor General of Canada. Revolutionaries may not like Queen Elizabeth II but they’ll like the socialist King Canuck even less!

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