I should be grateful if you would kindly take up the gist of my plaint below with the powers of the realm and the humanity at large; a child, my daughter a young lady now, living somewhere in the U.K, should know that I did not abandon her all those years ago, the officialdom decreed it so.
British courts have slave-master itch
by
Jiten Bardwaj
Internet to help redress horrid official wrongs in the land of mother of parliaments
All but forty years ago the British officialdom decided I was an awkward squaddie, a nobody and an Indian pagan to boot. Three if not four pillars of the establishment armed with all the expertise gleaned in the erstwhile empire of how to be shot of uppity natives then set about putting me in my place, days of gun is passé, psycho+terror is the norm.
As past masters of the divide and rule dictum they had a perfect foil in me even though I had a thing in common with their leader of the pack Nathan Miller: we were both immigrants albeit he was from South Africa, begotten of the master race and trained as a lawyer under the apartheid regime. There was one more thing in common but it snapped with a bang and I became Ex-zionist when I found out he was Jewish, such was his nazi bent.
I will try to write as I usually speak, in courtly language and dulcet of tone. My native instinct tells me it is safer to shout from the roof-tops. That is why I keep contesting parliamentary elections when money permits and write pamphlets that name names.
Some letters of mine couched in semi-humorous vein have appeared in the Times (London) and other national papers but they refuse to publish how my young family was torn apart on spurious grounds.
Then there is the small matter of me being hounded by the servants of the state till I became a pensioner recently. Now I get court summons only: at present a case against me is being repeatedly adjourned as the police fail to turn up at the Stevenage Magistrates court.
We will mention miracles below but lets make a detour to India and highlight some of our gifts to the human family: Yoga and meditation will set us free from our own yoke; cuisine that pleases and nourishes; ditto KamaSutra; the decimal system and the power of zero; fast forward to Vedic Maths which adds lustre to the digits. I share my knowledge of the first and the last named in this list gratis with all who are interested.
You would think that along with the sacrifices of my kith and kin with valour second to none in world war after world war (both my elder brothers served in the last war), not to mention the resources from the colonies worth billions off-loaded around the white cliffs of UK, one would think official Britain would have zero racism but no, racism rules ok. Lets put some nuance to my nuisance.
I was married to an Englishwoman* (see next para), the mother of our baby daughter. According to Nathan Miller’s Torah I had thereby sinned, nay, committed a crime. It was after about two years of Millers’ affidavits, injunctions, threats of more legal actions that I got to know of his antecedents.
[* A graduate and a school teacher but alas! was terrified of authorities, she had seen her mother taken away by the police never to see her again, was put in a children’s home and then adopted. When the police started coming to take me she used to be petrified. Eventually she fell in with the lies of Millers & Co and I was denied access to our daughter.]
My ‘real crime’ was that I had stood for election to parliament to proclaim that I had been convicted on trumped-up charges at Bow Street court of assaulting police Sgt Hole outside the House of Commons. MPs like Ivor Clemitson, Jack Straw, Marion Roe, Michael Howard QC, Martin Bell, Peter Lilley, police chiefs of Essex, Beds, London, Herts, Hants et al merrily go on aiding & abetting crime and cover-up.
If we cannot use the parliament method, sired by Due Process out of Proper Channels, to highlight a gross miscarriage of justice then where and what do the Biggerwigs suggest we do? Join one of the terrorist outfits? Even the great warrior Blair is ever ready to open the No 10 door to welcome bombers and gunmen provided they are ‘one of us’ in skin colour and / or of Abrahamic lineage. Sorry a bit, Tony Blair, I no can do gunning or bombing, no know Abraham from Adam.
After a total of nearly six years of shenanigans in the courts by Miller & Co, F Phillimore and later by Wms & Co and Miskin the imperial dictum had borne fruit: I was sans wife and daughter, our house usurped, my money and liberty regularly looted and trampled on by the powers-that-are the courts, the police and the bailiffs. What a dish of ghoulash to set before the Afghani, Iraqi & Co.
Yes, I have contested a few more parliamentary elections and never been had up for anything but more trumped-up charges and being officially duffed-up. The authorities are right to be aggrieved at my going-on after nearly forty years of persecution. More than once I stopped my campaign but the system is not for the non-one-of-us.
To survive I needed some miracles to escape the traps the judicial system springs on me. Thanks to the cosmos coming to my aid in the shape of a god in human form or by some other means, so with one leap I would go free. There is a limit to what 'the greatest judicial system in the world' can do to pervert the course of justice, no? Yea, there was another putrid miscarriage of justice against me in the high court last year, in Jan 2006.
Judge John Privet QC, barrister Jane Phillips, solicitors Thakrar & Co perverted the course of justice just like the US did against Jack Johnson, the first black heavyweight world champion.
In the next piece I will again work-in the bit on how I won the Six-day war for Israel when almost all the Jewish and other visitors had fled back to the safety of Europe, US, Canada, Argentine etc and I paid, oh dear, dearly for it a few years later in the U.K. The wadjua (white as death juden uber alles) want not just a pound of my flesh, they want all 60-odd kilos of it.
I hold the world record for most appearances in courts, some 200 give or take a baker’s dozen, almost all on trumped-up charges and losing every one of them, even the few times I instigated the proceedings. This breaks all the laws of averages, chance, Sod’s and Murphy’s, toss of the coin, probability, game theory, relativity (relativity?), all combined.
So with all the ups and downs we the elders have brought you the next-Gen to the new century, it is in your hands to keep the wonder and ecstasy of love and shining humanity alive and well till, till the last bugle call, after which the cosmic dance-drama will start again.
Jiten Bardwaj, Yoga & Meditation prospective parliamentary candidate; editor COPS Gazette – just an arresting name. 25 April 2007.
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