Final Scene of TRITHAGORAS VISITS THE ROYAL NUKE

Final Scene of TRITHAGORAS VISITS THE ROYAL NUKE

Scene 3

SAME WAITING ROOM. ENTER TRACY, RUNNING IN BREATHLESS

TRACY: Thanks for staying for the final scene, guys. The following ditty was composed by the eccentric old ditherer who wrote this apology for a play. Tom composed the poem a couple of years back while he was bringing his public health campaign concerning the widespread and thoroughly devastating psychiatric maltreatments in Scotland to the attention of our insipid politicians. So here we go, the Signet, the Circle, and the Shrinks!

The writers to the Signet
In their iconic library reside,
Scottish law to uphold
Like all bold men of old.
Their keeper, the Lord of Clashfern,
Our deep respect does earn,
By promoting dedication and education,
With the highest standards of Scottish pride.
Nobody takes him for a ride.

The high and mighty Judge Dicky Cheapdeath,
Allegedly into boys,
Whips, chains, and dubious toys,
While others corrupted our legal system
To hide their own illegal predilections.
To a Chair of Law he did retire
While the quasi-legal Magic Circle and their decrepit politicians were in
the mire.
Sorcerers all, did they to their Druids’ rings retreat
Without behaving entirely discreet?
Why did we have to tolerate the nasty deadbeats?
Why didn’t they have to face full heat
While to others false justice they did mete?
They make my flesh want to crawl and creep.

The noble Signet and the ignoble Circle?
Should twain still meet,
Then should all good Scotsmen think,
Lest we end up in the drink.
Meanwhile, the cowardly shrinks in Kafka’s Castle hide
While jagging young men’s bare backsides,
Causing narcoleptic malignancy, physical defects,
And other savage side effects.
Dr. Yes. Yes! Dr. Yes,
What peace does your cruel justice really make?
Why do you the Hippocratic oath forsake?
When will you by the law you so sternly uphold abide?
When will you stop sweeping your critics aside?
If only your murderous intent was half-spent.
I’m only just beginning to give vent!

The Signet, the Circle and the shrinks entwine
To rule the population by right divine.
The Keeper, Judge Cheapdeath and Dr. Yes;
Three pillars subject to duress.
May the Signet save us from the rest,
May our mothers save us from all the other suckers and mother fuckers,
When they next crawl out of their stanks and gutters.

TIMOTHY RUNS IN WAVING RED AND BLACK ANARCHIST FLAG, FOLLOWED CLOSELY BY TWINS BRODERICK AND SASHA
TIMOTHY: We not finished yet, guys. At least not until we've bared our arses at ALL the pompous wankers and fuckers to the tune of ' Onward Workfare Soldiers'.

THE TWINS AND TWINKS GLEEFULLY REMOVE THEIR OUTER GARMENTS, DANCE AND PRANCE AROUND IN THEIR IMAGINATIVELY DESIGNED, COLOURFUL UNDERWEAR, AND SING, TO THE TUNE OF ‘ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS’:
Onward Workfare soldiers,
Eating as they dare
With the Cross of Osborne
Going on before
While their fat cat masters
Bitch when they’re too slow
Sideways while they prattle
See the tossers go.

At the doomful triumph
Jesu’s host doth flee
On then Workfare soldiers
On to misery.
Hell’s foundations quiver
As they shake and faze
Mothers lift your voices
Loud your protests raise

Like a flighty army,
Move the Workfare crew
Brothers we are treading
Where the ghouls have trod
We are undivided
All daft sods are we.
One in fright and fear
With no charity

Onward then ye people,
Wear our cruel thongs
Blend with ours your voices
In the death knell song
Gore, blood and dishonour
To the cunt-like king
This for countless ages
Men and women sing

TWINS AND TWINKS TURN AROUND, WRIGGLE THEIR BACKSIDES AT THE AUDIENCE, AND SING THE FINAL VERSE:

Onward Workfare HATERS,
Marching as to war,
With the cross of protest
Going on before
We the classless masters
Lead against the foe
Forward into battle
See our banners go
As we inflict on them
Their tale of woe.

CURTAIN

                                                                 

MY ONGOING MENTAL HEALTH CAMPAIGN

               

                                              MY MENTAL HEALTH CAMPAIGN




HEALTH WARNING: BEWARE THE WIDESPREAD DEBILITATING SIDE EFFECTS OF PSYCH MEDS AND DEVASTATING BRAIN DAMAGE ROUTINELY CAUSED BY E.C.T.

Morever, all psychiatry diagnoses are arbitrary and many are just plain wrong, according to a leading Scottish clinical psychiatrist and neurologist at least

               

                     In collaboration with colleagues

                    Please read MHB108 for a synopsis of what my campaign's about  

                                                               

                                                                GENESIS


                                                 PSYCHIATRIC HOME PAGE


                                Hunter Watson's PETITION to Scottish Parliament
                                See my submissions PE1494/A and PE1494/S attached


                                                                 MHB 108
                                                       Authored by myself
                                         See also DOWNLOADABLE DOCUMENTS

                                 

                                              Alan, a very innocuous young man
                                              who inspired my campaign
                                 

                                 OUR SUBMISSION TO THE UNITED NATIONS

                           ON MY PSYCH, PSYCHOPATHS, EUGENICS, AND THE WORLD

SOME GOBSMACKING STATISTICS REGARDING THE CARCOGENICITY OF ISOTROPIC DRUGS

                                        DISTURBING NEWS ABOUT ECT

               
                   The informative DOCUMENT*, prepared by International Chess Master
                   Andrew Muir, also refers to my key evidence concerning the devastating physical
                   side effects of most psychiatric medications (which invariably poison the enzymes)
                   I do not myself campaign on issues relating to human rights violations in Scotland
                   concerning the sectioning laws, since I am primarily concerned about situations
                   where the treatment (by psych meds or ECT) is either forced or consensual.

                                                     

                                              Claire Muir, once a victim of psych meds



                   
                 
         

       
                                 MENTAL HEALTH DISCUSSIONS EDINBURGH
                                                     My group Facebook Page
                                My long action-packed timeline is highly informative. It connects
                                to leading psychotherapists and to psychiatric survivors
                                around the world, as far away as Alaska and New Zealand

                                We also interact with

                          THE COUNCIL FOR EVIDENCE-BASED PSYCHIATRY

                          who have recently come out on the right side of the

                          MAUDSLEY DEBATE
 


                         MY MESSAGES TO FIRST MINISTER NICOLA STURGEON

Hitting the brick wall i.e. the extremely obstructive administrator Mr, John Williamson
in the Scottish Mental Health Protectorate, who is supposed to be responsible for protecting
the mentally disabled of Scotland, and doesn't. He for example still advocates widespread
 ECT, either enforced or otherwise, despite the overwhelming evidence (e.g. Professors Peter Gotzsche and John Read) that it is extremely harmful.


                                                   

                                                           Mr. John Williamson
                                              Scottish Mental Health Inspectorate
                                                  Public Obstructor Number One

                  
                                           ON MK ULTRA AND MIND CONTROL
                                            During the Kennedy Era, and way beyond

                                     
            ON OUR REPRESSION BY WORKFARE AND THE PSYCHIATRIC PROFESSION

             
                             Final Scene of TRITHAGORAS VISITS THE ROYAL NUKE


                             THE DAMNING PAPER BY DR. JEFFREY LIEBERMAN ET AL

                                   in New England Journal of Medicine (2005)

Dr. Lieberman admits to the effective torture by anti-psychotic drugs of over 1000 patients in the CATIE clinical trials


             A SIMILAR DAMNING PAPER BY SUSAN SHORTREED AND NICOLA MOODIE

                        the one which shamed the Journal of the Royal Statistical Society

The authors recommend effectively torturing patients with the various physical side effects of between one and several atypical anti-psychotic medications before deciding on a medication which has a high chance of eventually debilitating them

             


                                 

                          On the left: Tim Montgomery, the Director of Operations at the
                                          Royal Edinburgh Hospital (the Royal Ed) in Morningside
             

                                   'Let us all tilt at windmills, till Kafka's Castle turns to dust'

                                    He is said to dismiss complaints in an arbitrary and
                                    demeaning manner




The ECT Handbook (Second Edition) was edited by the arch-ECT boffin, the much disliked Dr. Alan Scott, who is an Honorary Senior Lecturer in Psychiatry at the University of Edinburgh, and a [ now retired!]consultant psychiatrist at the Royal Edhttp://www.psychiatrycpd.co.uk/.../abouttheauthors.aspx

About the authors

About the authors

PSYCHIATRYCPD.CO.UK

 

7th May 2014: A LETTER FROM THE SCOTTISH INCORPORATED CHARITY EECAF

(Edinburgh Equality Collective Advocacy Forum, website www.eecaf.org)

TO Dr. John Gillies, Chair, Royal College of General Practitioners, Scotland

Prof. Derek Bell, President, Royal College of Physicians, Scotland

Sir John Arbuthnot, President, Royal Society of Edinburgh

Dr. John Pullinger, President, Royal Statistical Society

Dr. Alistair Cook, Chair, Royal College of Psychiatrists in Scotland.

PSYCHIATRIC MALPRACTICE FROM A BAYESIAN PERSPECTIVE

Dear Dr. Gillies, Professor Bell, Sir John Arbuthnot, Dr. Pullinger and Dr. Cook,

Several hundred thousand or more Scots, including children with ADHD, autistic people, innocuous mental health inpatients and outpatients, and our elderly demented are suffering from the devastating, life threatening, physical side effects of psychiatric medications, or from the brain damage and cognitive defects which are routinely caused by ECT. Immediate, emergency, action is called for to replace these barbaric, inept, and largely ineffective treatments by holistic treatments such as psychodynamic therapy, occupational therapy, yoga (remarkably effective for bipolar patients), diet and exercise programs, comforting environments, and stress and crisis management. Such action could be taken at either an institutional or a grass roots level.

During the last two years, we have collated an immense amount of anecdotal and statistical evidence to this effect on our websites, and we have reported our findings to the Scottish Parliament in the letters PE 1494/A and PE 1494/S attached to W. Hunter Watson’s recent landmark petition on related human rights issues, and to the Scottish Government in the potentially incisive document MHB 108 regarding the possible terms of the 2014 Mental Health Care Act. (please google PE 1494/A, PE 1494/S, and MHB 108) We are, moreover, in contact with members of the recently created Council for Evidence-based Psychiatry, which was recently launched in the UK Parliament by Joanna Moncrieff and David Healy, and with international experts around the world via Psychiatric Rights Scotland on Facebook which is convened by one of our members.

These issues are of particular concern to general practitioners who find it necessary to violate the Hippocratic Oath when issuing prescriptions which comply with the whims and demands of the clinical psychiatrists. They are also of great concern to other physicians, who are forced, in a highly non-cost effective manner, to use a large portion of their valuable resources to treat the wide ranging and at times quite horrifying physical side effects of psychiatric medications.

According to some experts, screening for medical conditions which appear to be psychiatric in nature should be standard practice (for example, the symptoms of schizophrenia can be associated with a variety of physical conditions including calcification of the pineal gland and disfunctionality of various organs. Also the mood states associated with bipolar disorder can be associated with acute sleep apnoea or disfunctionality of the sexual system). However, this code is seldom adhered to in Scotland. Also quite disconcertingly, Dr. Stephen Pavey of the Farr Institute has advised us that no data relating to the physical side effects of psychiatric medications have ever been collated for official purposes in Scotland.

We would therefore like, on behalf of EECAF and the long-suffering people in Scotland with mental health issues, to request a dialogue, specifically with the Royal Colleges of General Practitioners and Physicians on these matters. We would, for example, be glad to talk or make presentations to your memberships or to some special committee on these issues. While various approaches have been made to the Royal College of Psychiatrists by members of Psychiatric Rights Scotland, these supposedly experienced health care professionals seem to be keeping their heads firmly in the sand while fighting tooth and nail to maintain the status quo, doubtlessly under the influence of the ruthless international drug conglomerates who even seek to censor, distort and selectively finance our academic research.

For example, an Irish GP, who is practising in Edinburgh while retraining to become a surgeon, recently advised one of us to the effect that ‘if the drug companies don’t like your research results then they tell you to change them’. When asked his opinion about our psychiatric malpractice campaign, the GP replied ‘we think how we’re told to think, not how we’d like to think.’ An Edinburgh locum GP has advised us to the effect that GPs ‘dish out strong and potentially harmful anti-depressants like Seroxat on a routine basis simply to keep life simple.’

Following a recent conversation in Old St. Paul’s Church with His Grace, Bishop Richard Holloway F.R.S.E, we understand that the Royal Society of Edinburgh regard it as their mission to maintain the notion of scientific integrity in Scotland. We would therefore like to invite, and indeed beg, the Royal Society of Edinburgh to host a public debate, which we would try to sponsor from our private funds, on these issues, maybe in co-operation with the Royal Statistical Society.

Thank you all for kindly considering these pressing issues. Any advice you could give us which might benefit our ongoing public health campaign would be gratefully appreciated.

We will be circulating copies of this letter to several fellows of the Royal Society of London and presidents of international societies, in the hope that they will consider taking up these issues more globally. About 20% of a good many of our populations are seriously affected by these psychiatric mistreatments, which better belong to a quasi-Nazi society,

When they jag a patient’s posterior, he can, statistically speaking, expect torture and suffering, or a malignant death. If he’s unlucky, his condition will be neuroleptic, in which case his body may well become as disjointed as his mind, and the consultants may misdiagnose his neuroleptic malignant syndrome as part of his purported mental disorder as he lingers towards a lonely, untreated, abhorrent death. Our elderly demented are still being turned over and acuphased with clopixol in both private and NHS nursing homes, and others are given psychiatric medications in their food.

We gratefully acknowledge the help and approval of the noted public health campaigners Hunter Watson, Christine McVicar and Dr. Kenneth Wilson during our preparation of this letter.

Yours sincerely,

Dr. Thomas Hoskyns Leonard,

Fellow of the Royal Statistical Society and the International Society for Bayesian Analysis, Trustee of EECAF

                         In the middle: Myself and the Scottish poet James L.S. Carter

THE MEDICAL INDUSTRIAL  COMPLEX

INTERNATIONAL BLOG RELEASE (Sharon Cressinger)

DR. DAVID HEALY, OUTSTANDING REFORMING PSYCHIATRIST, OR SHEEP IN WOLF'S CLOTHING?

ULTRA-MIDDLE CLASS (POEM)

                                                       ULTRA-MIDDLE CLASS 


                                                      By Thomas Hoskyns Leonard
                                                             
                                                                 

                                       I am adopted Scottish working class,
             
                                       And forget the dubious past!
                         
                                       That's what I forlornly say

                                       To keep me on the straight and narrow way.

                                       But if I with the crass Londinium crew had stayed

                                       Would my thoughts of youth have been underplayed?


                                       Thus says the fearsome Hyde that from my Jekyll might have risen

                                       To be treated with overwhelming eternal derision:

                                      'Kick them in their arses

                                      While we live out life's farces;

                                      Truth is whatever we can get away with,

                                      Mistruth is what we try to slay with;

                                      Let us play with our Will-ies

                                      And defraud the weak as sillies;

                                      Let us pretend from behind our Utopian masks

                                      To do everything Her Majesty asks;

                                      Let us play Prince Machiavelli's game

                                      While evicting the sick and the lame;

                                      We weren't all born the same!

                                      Let us strive for our OBEs

                                      While we drag Them through the sleaze;

                                      Let us our histories write

                                      While putting our next generations out of sight;

                                      Like the almighty self-aggrandising Cameronians and popes,

                                      Who are really quite inconsiderate dopes,

                                      We're completely fucked up and full of shite'.


                                       Thank goodness I did not take the bite!

                                       And now I struggle to emphathise with the ordinary
       
                                       Rather than the self-acclaimed extraordinary

                                       With all my ever weakening might,

PRIVATE CHIROPODIST IN ABBEYHILL (Poem)

                                 

                                         PRIVATE  CHIROPODIST IN ABBEYHILL

                                                
                                                         by Thomas Hoskyns Leonard

                                                       Ably assisted by Scott Forster


                                                       

                             
                               She tweaks my feet;

                               Ain't that neat?

                               Snips my toes;

                               Listens to my woes
           
                               That only my naff flatmate knows,

                               And without any pokes or blows!

                               Reads my blog;

                               Clears my fog;

                               Princess to my frog;

                               She's my agony aunt

                               With a different slant;

                               Puts the aunt in my pedant.

                               Let's me waffle
                 
                               Without a kerfuffle;
 
                               Heals my verruca

                               Without a bazooka;

                               Not many get in this divine position,

                               But I'm a world-renowned Bayesian statistician.

                               Shaves my corns

                               Without that many yawns.

                               Abides with me,

                               Confides in me,

                               As my brain floats out to sea.

                               Oh, Alison, my dear Alison,

                               Sorry I'm so embarrassin';

                               You've touched my soul

                               With due console.

                               And elongated my star-shaped mole.

                               Tomorrow we'll merry,merry be,

                               As we roll out the barrel

                               Vibrant and carefree,
                           
                           

WAS JACK KENNEDY ASSASSINATED AT THE BEHEST OF BIG PHARMA?

I believe that there is a strong possibility that there is an element of truth in this hypothesis, which I am currently attempting to dramatise

                                                   

TRITHAGORAS VISITS THE ROYAL NUKE

ACT 1 Scene 1 (Preliminary Draft Version, too much infodump!!) Starring Trithagoras the Felixian, Dr, Greumach MacFothaidh, and Ghost of Dr. Donald Ewen Cameron (copyright Thomas Hoskyns Leonard) ACT 1
Scene 1
A dimly lit waiting room, with a screen on the back wall. Trithagoras is camp, man-sized and cat-like, with blue furry skin, whiskers, and a big bushy tail. He talks with a lisp. Dr. Greumach McFothaidh is a distinguished looking, clean-shaven, white-haired octogenarian. He talks with a Glaswegian accent.

TRITHAGORAS: Why hi there, fellow humanoids! Welcome to the Royal Nuke Loony Bin in Fairmilehead, Edinburgh, just by the Hell’s End ski-slope. I am Trithagoras, the Minister of Philosophical Re-Interpretation on your multi-cultural sister planet Qinsatorix. I have time-warped to Scotland from the safety of the Aton star system to further investigate how your cynical Establishment controls and subdues your proletariat.

ENTER GREUMACH WIELDING LARGE RED BOOK. TRITHAGORAS GIVES HIM A DISDAINFUL LOOK

TRITHAGORAS: I must say that I am utterly gobsmacked by Workfare. Your volunteers, and that’s a joke in itself, are treated far worse than our grovelling Apollo and dipshit Yankee slaves on Qinsatorix. Even the laziest of our minions get fed before they're crocohorse-whipped.
GREUMACH: What are you doing here, pussy cat? You look as if you’ve just escaped from the Intensive Care Unit with a needle in your knackers.
TRITHAGORAS (indignantly): I’m not a cat! I’m Trithagoras Tullius Cicero, a felixian and a proud member of my species. Begone from my mid-afternoon psychosis, old man.
GREUMACH: I’m real enough. I’m Dr. Greumach McFothaidh, the resident psychoanalytic psychotherapist in this thrice-cursed establishment. I was trained as a youth by R.D. Laing, you know.
TRITHAGORAS: I'm impressed. Laing encouraged his patients to embrace their madness, and he sent them tripping on LSD for good measure.
GREUMACH: Alas! I long for those Halcyon days, Trithagoras. Even the Glasgow Royal has long since gone to pot, and nowadays all my inpatients have been so brain-fried by either ECT or those damned psychiatric medications that they bleep back at me like the sheep they have become.
TRITHAGORAS: The reason I’m here, Greumach, is that two pretty twinks on Workfare have recently volunteered to kowtow to your Dr. Sigismund Crookshank for a week. I’m planning to follow them into his office, in my invisible panther suit of course, to observe how Dr. Crookshank endeavours to control them, and how he and his kind contrive to control your population with their totally barbaric psychiatric maltreatments.
GREUMACH: And how do you felixians endeavour to control each other?
TRITHAGORAS: On Qinsatorix we simply send our mentally ill to the Archipelago of the Eternal Life-Giving Insects for a month and they come back as sane as the fiery dragon god Aleph-Baal himself.
GREUMACH: Qinsatorix? How delightful, I was there in my Freudian dreams only last night, and your Crown Princess Natasha is utterly charming. I love her antler-shaped breasts, and such a glorious pubie-shunter!
ENTER THE SKELETAL GHOST OF DR. DONALD EWEN CAMERON.
GREUMACH: Not you again, Ewen Cameron! You would mind control even the mice, rats and cats if you could put them in your torture suits. A pox on your MK Ultra experiments! They even abused the children while you were fixing their minds with your confounded chemicals.
CAMERON (chuckling manically): The C.I.A. paid us to, and there was nothing Jack Kennedy could to stop us, either in Montreal or all around the U.S. of fucking A.
PICTURE OF JACK KENNEDY APPEARS ON SCREEN
VOICE OF KENNEDY: We are opposed around this world by a monolithic ruthless conspiracy that relies on covert means for a sphere of influence, on infiltration instead of invasion, on subversion instead of elections, on intimidation instead of free choice, on guerillas by night instead of armies by day.
GREUMACH: Way to go, Jack! I've often wondered who the monolithic ruthless conspirators really are. In my worst moments, I think they're the all-powerful paedophiles, the ones who murder their hapless prey, those who control Britain at this very moment while sacrificing some of their number to protect the rest.
TRITHAGORAS: A fanciful conspiracy theory if ever there was one! According to our imperially funded interplanetary Q.I.A. and Q.C.H.Q. investigations, the monolithic conspirators are all on the board of the huge pharmaceutical company Das Grösste Pharmaunternehmen von Dusseldorf und Garmisch-Partenkirchen.
GREUMACH: What a mouthful!
TRITHAGORAS: It's enough to stick in your craw. The conglomerate is referred to in Nazi records as Grösste Pharma, and during the 1930s its directors helped Charles Edward Von Coburg to orchestrate the mass genocide of the mentally disabled in Germany. They moreover initiated MK Ultra in North America during the late 1950s with the encouragement and active support of the C.I.A.
CAMERON: Kennedy knew that, but he struggled to do anything about it. He tried repeatedly to stop our mind control experiments in Montreal since he knew we were creating a race of superclones, including a selection of gifted paedophiles, who would help Grösste Pharma to infiltrate every single institution around the world. But the backstabbing zombies in the C.I.A. got the better of him.
VOICE OF KENNEDY: There is a plot in this country to enslave every man, woman, and child, and before I leave this high and noble office, I intend to expose this plot.
TRITHAGORAS: He said that seven days before his assassination and it sealed his fate.
CAMERON (chuckling): Metabunk don't believe he ever said that, but Allan Dulles had his number anyway. Kennedy was shot through his stupid head by the crow-like C.I.A. agent on the grassy knoll.
TRITHAGORAS: Sure he said it, and, according to my interplanetary sources, Jack knew only too well that Grösste Pharma intended to turn your proletariats into lapdogs and dummies by putting chemicals into their food and giving them medications which poisoned their enzymes.
CAMERON: That's perfectly true! And the free spirits are getting branded as mentally disabled to this very day, so that their enzymes can be fried with psych meds and their brains with electric shocks.
GREUMACH: You're beginning to sound like Dickey McIckey, Trithagoras. Nobody's ever suggested before that Kennedy was shot because he objected to the mind control experiments. You'll be telling me next that our friends from Deutschland were in cahoots with the Shaman lizard gods.
TRITHAGORAS: Of course they weren't. Those crafty creatures have been sunning it up on Vortigern for the last few millennia.
CAMERON: Read my lips, McFothaidh. Kennedy got his come uppance because he tried to stop Grösste Pharma from controlling the world.
GREUMACH (snarling): Michty michty me! What I do know, you obnoxious twerp, is that your and your fellow crap-faced Banshees' mind control experiments gave rise to an entirely new brand of psychiatry. Nowadays, the clinical psychiatrists dominate our profession, and torture, destroy, and murder their patients, while pretending to try to cure them.
CAMERON (laughing): We couldn't have done it without the help of the arch-boffins at Columbia University, and the paedophile eugenicists from University College London. And now the self-acclaimed God Almighty at Columbia reigns supreme, while he and his cohorts put the homos, the loose women, and the unconventional into very painful biochemical straightjackets.
TRITHAGORAS: Your Sir Francis Galton started it all when he invented Eugenics at UCL during the 1880s. However, HE thought that mind control could be used to create a superior race of men and women rather than just a privileged aristocracy.
CAMERON: Who gives a shit?

PICTURE OF BOBBY KENNEDY JUNIOR APPEARS ON SCREEN

VOICE OF BOBBY KENNEDY JUNIOR: The powerful pharmaceutical cartel has captured our nation's scientific, regulatory, and law making processes. All the barriers that are meant to protect our children, the government, the lawyers, the regulatory agencies, the checks and balances in our democratic system that are supposed to stand between corporate power and our little children have been removed, and they are being cruelly murdered in their beds.
CAMERON (sniggering): The innoculations help a bit too, though only when the silly kiddy-widdies suffer from curious allergies.
GREUMACH: A pox on your house, Ewen Cameron. But good on Bobby Kennedy Junior, even if lots of what he says about vaccinations is a load of unfounded hype. His father would have been proud of him.
TRITHAGORAS: Grösste Pharma had him shot too, for siding with Martin Luther King.
CAMERON: And now the world is left with clones for leaders, puppets-on-strings and poodles for their eternal masters.
GREUMACH: You might have graduated from Glasgow University, Ewen Cameron, but you're no friend of mine.
CAMERON: Who gives a fuck? Psychotherapists just sit on their fat arses while their patients spew hot air.
GREUMACH SEIZES CAMERON AROUND THROAT

GREUMACH: I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you.
CAMERON (screaming): Ye cannae, ye glaikit heidbanger. Ah'm awriddy deid.

GREUMACH KICKS CAMERON IN HIS CROTCH. CAMERON YOWLS HIS HEAD OFF AND FALLS PRONE ONTO FLOOR

TRITHAGORAS: So much for that piece of shit
GREUMACH: Welcome to Kafka's Castle. You haven't met the rest of the turds yet.

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  Greumach MacFothaidh Ha ha ha! I guess it's how angry you feel. Reads a wee bitty like 'Another flew over the cuckoo's nest.' I was amused at me as a character, as it is hardly how I operate with folk, but you are a writer so you are forgiven Thomas.

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  Ann Diamond Smells more like truth than science fiction ...

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  Thomas Leonard It's a pretty good stab at the truth, I think

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  Ann Kelly Disturbingly accurate I think

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  Thomas Leonard Thank you Ann Kelly and Ann Diamond for providing me with some of the key background information from Canada, Ann Diamond has published extensively on some of these topics

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  Ann Diamond I like your 'alien' perspective on it, thomas!

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