This Lady's Not For Burning
“I was born for this. I came into the world for this: To bear witness to the truth; and all who are on the side of truth listen to my voice.”
“Truth?” said Pilate. “What is that?” – John 18:37
Every dictator from Mao and Stalin to Hitler and Pol Pot all killed God because they believed that they were the custodians of absolute truth for the people. For the greater good. And this never, ever ends well, as we have seen for ourselves.
What the fuck happened?
For 60 or more years, the progressive left, who believe the state knows best, has crept silently through Western institutions, now including the pernicious online harms bill, and human rights act, and frankly the right has not done much to stop them, so busy were they wearing tight t-shirts, and writing books about how great Western democracies are.
Saucer of milk for table three.
I visited Soviet Russia a lot as a kid because my father was a spy.. sorry diplomat. Having met many who suffered under Stalin, I have an inbuilt hatred of those who would take our liberty away. And put us in camps. There’s an authoritarian bindweed strangling free speech: whether it’s the Wokerati aka Cultural Marxists, the Branch Covidians, or Climate Catastrophists, they all seek to change the meaning of language, disregard empirical science, and none of them brook dissent.
Comedy, the world I inhabit, is the last bastion of real free speech. All my heroes: Robin Williams, Sam Kinison, Richard Pryor, George Carlin, Joan Rivers, and Billy Connolly are rebels who gave zero shits.
In the king’s court, the jester is the only one who can speak truth, and as soon as the king says ‘you, jester, shut up,’ then free speech is dead.
Now, comedy has become more like the Taliban with its ruthlessly censorious diktats.
People are tense when they come to a live comedy show, they’ve had a busy day working or looking after kids, and comedians are the release. The antidote. We are the pressure valve, and without us the pressure increases. Nobody wants to hear a bloody sermon about how many genders there are. There are two by the way.
A fairly established comedian, Alasdair Beckett-King, tweeted that he was removing some of his material because he’d noticed that there were parts of the audience, and I quote: ‘Laughing in the wrong way.’ He is literally checking the audience’s thinking.
You can’t purify comedy in the same way you can’t purify sex. It’s like having a person beside your bed while you’re getting down to it, and at the point of climax they shout: “Ooh, you filthy bastard, I think you enjoyed that a bit too much, can we ask you how it made you feel, and why?
No. Fuck off.
Heckling has always been part of the live comedy experience, but now people are shouting out: ‘you can’t say that, it’s offensive’ mid joke, as if they don’t understand that what they’re seeing on stage is a mirror to all the flaws and imperfections in human behaviour; thought, transgressions, sexual desire. Earlier this year somebody got on stage and attacked Dave Chappelle with a replica gun that had a knife at the end of it. Chappelle got into deep water with the trans-lobby loons about comments in his Netflix special. The attacker has been charged with ‘misdemeanors’.
Words aren’t violence, violence is violence.
My own, less dramatic experience of being ‘cancelled’ came in June 2020. My agent dropped me because I publicly supported JK Rowling for saying that biological sex is a scientific reality. Clubs unfollowed me on twitter. And of course all the twitter comedians who piled-on to call me a far-right *TERF had hashtag ‘be kind’, rainbows, and blue hearts in their bios.
My first taste of the COVID-sponsored media came on Easter Monday 2021, when I debated Edwina Currie on Good Morning Britain. She was all for domestic COVID vaccine passports, and I was very much against. Little did I realise that I had entered the Kate Garraway Branch Covidian circle, and along with her fellow presenter, Edwina and the resident ‘doctor’, Amir Khan, I was kebabbed. Apparently saying things like ‘we don’t want to live in a Soviet papers-please-society and segregate others for choosing not to have a state-mandated injection’ made me the crazy one. The comments under the article in The Express ranged from calling me mad, a Covid denier, an anti-vaxer, thick, embarrassing. And fat. I tweeted: ‘the difference is I can lose weight, but you’ll always be a fascist cunt.’
I have discovered that the media is full of unspeakable people, and most of them actively supported the totalitarian COVID measures that Austria, Germany, Italy, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, most of the US, and others took. These same people would be happy to see their fellow human beings being injected with an experimental gene therapy without their consent, and they argue for the unvaccinated to be denied treatment.
In May this year I made my debut at Comedy Unleashed at Backyard comedy club. I’ve played the club many times on Friday and Saturdays. It was a Tuesday and the room was packed. I hadn’t been in that room since my husband died in 2018. What did feel weird was that none of the other comics on the bill seemed to be awake to the Covid bullshit. I was on my own. I ended the gig introducing my idea to build a wall called The Great Wall Of Cunts which will include the faces of anyone who has actively chosen to ignore the global totalitarianism, and those who want to segregate and punish the unvaccinated.
I was first invited on to GB News in July 2021 to do a section on Dan Wootton’s show called Uncancelled. I then became a regular panellist every Wednesday night. I was also on other shows, including Free Speech Nation. Free speech, just as long as you don’t mention the global tyranny or the vaccines. On one of my first appearances as a regular guest on Nana Akua’s show that summer, I said I thought the vaccine roll out was a mistake (as in it should never have started not that it wasn’t deliberate) and that it was a sunk cost fallacy. I remember her eyes sort of freezing. Shortly afterwards I met Jon Gaunt on Dan Wootton for the first time. He’s a shock jock who used to do Talk Sport. I never hid the fact that I wasn’t vaccinated – I was of the view why hide it – he went for me so viciously on air I remember thinking can anyone watching see me shaking. I’ve played some tough gigs including one in Liverpool where the front row who were coked up tried to get on stage with me… but I had honestly never felt so uncomfortable. Twitter lit up with support for me, but it shook me to the core that I was being attacked because of my own medical choice. I was once again a heretic being metaphorically burned at the stake.
Afterwards the production team seemed more concerned that it had got ‘too heated’ than the fact it was an example of the witch hunt for dissenting voices.
Dear reader, full disclosure: I should have bailed there and then.
I’d become a regular guest on Nana Akua’s Friday show on GB News. Towards Christmas 2021, the producer rang me and said ‘you have to have a COVID test if you want to be on the show.’ I said no. I was so angry I tweeted about it. In my view it was theatre and the more people went along with it, the longer the bizarre dystopian bullshit would continue.
The same thing happened with Talk TV. This is the email from the producer’s assistant sent on September 15th.
I hope this email finds you well!
We look forward to having you join on Saturday's pilot of 'Tonight With...'
In order to have everyone safely on screen we require guests to have a PCR test taken. The PCR tests we are conducting will last roughly 10 minutes (if that!) and will be taken with a phlebotomist present, who will courier the test back to the laboratory to ensure same day test results.
We are looking to arrange these PCR tests at home or work for Friday 17th September. Is there a particular time that works best for you on Friday? And please also let us know where you would want the test to be conducted, work or home?
Please let me know if you have any questions at all!
Saying no is a small act of rebellion, and the act is like throwing a small pebble in a pond, the outward ripples have immense power, and it gives others courage to do the same.
But sometimes in life, you have to be that fucking pebble.
I’d been booked again to be a guest on Neil Oliver’s show at the end of January 2022 this year. When I turned up I discovered they’d booked Jon Gaunt as my fellow panellist. My heart sank. I was courteous. He ignored me. The show started – I was wearing one of my friend Bob Moran’s excellent t-shirts – a human in chains being injected, with the word ENOUGH in red. At the start of the show, after Neil’s monologue about proposed mandated vaccinations for care home, and medical staff - I find my mic isn’t working – the floor manager is crawling around next to me – Jon Gaunt is ranting away, saying all staff should be made to have jabs or be sacked. The now infamous clip that circulated is when I ask him if he would refuse treatment from a doctor who was unvaccinated. He couldn’t answer, so he shouted to Neil “control her, she’s a big, foul mouthed yob.’
After the show I said goodbye to Neil, got in the car, went home and burst into tears. I realised later my tears weren’t just about the fact he’d been rude and bullied me, it was the fact that something truly evil was afoot and I was in the middle of it.
I was never asked back.
Jon Gaunt was, several times.
Make of that what you will.
Interestingly, in the last couple of months GB News has started to examine the Covid vaccine harms – Mark Steyn has been particularly good – but it’s over 12 months too late. Ofcom has been blamed but this isn’t the full story. In the Ofcom regulations there’s a section called Health & Wealth, which among other things says that if presenters talk about the benefits of medication, they must also talk about the risks.
No media outlet did this. If it was purely financial, then they have been paid in blood money, and if there’s any justice, the repercussions should rain down like ferocious hail on the heads of those responsible for one of the biggest global crimes in history.
I’m proud to say I’ve been on nearly every freedom march. Despite being labelled far-right, dangerous anti-vaxer conspiracy theorists, there is always a huge cross section of British society of all political stripes on these marches with one thing in common – we are all saying no to the state trampling on our individual liberties. My mum was a small c conservative, and I’ll never forget her going on the Iraq War march. She told me – it’s vital that you put your feet on the ground, next to your fellow human beings to show people they are not alone and also to show the state that you will not lie down.
On May 19th 2022, the censor’s guillotine blade finally came down, and I was permanently suspended from Twitter.
I had built my twitter to 48k guests. (I don’t call them followers, because I’m not Jesus). I always suggested grabbing a drink and some twiglets.
My crime? I was guilty of mis-info-disinformation about the Covid-19 vaccines, otherwise known as the truth. For months, I’d been calling for a complete halt to the jabs. Why such a drastic stance, I hear you cry? Well, purely on the increasing evidence that they are maiming and killing people, and there is no long term data. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg of lies.
But I’m only a big, foul-mouthed comedian. What do I matter?
I decided to create a spoof newsreader character Cathy Crunt, who works for fictitious news channel BGBBTV News. Not long after my original twitter ban, I started a Cathy Crunt twitter account, and posted videos of breaking news.
Cathy’s catchphrase is Stay Stupid
On June 24th, Cathy Crunt’s twitter account was also suspended. Twitter gave the reason that I had ‘circumvented the original ban.’ As screen shots prove, a small cabal of Branch Covidians (a lot with Ukrainian flags, blue hearts and rainbows in their bios) rejoiced at the ban. I was right over the target.
A third account BGBBTV NEWS was also reported and banned.
I sat and sobbed. Not because it was a shock, but because it wasn’t. I had been piled on and cancelled in one way or another since June 2020, when I supported JK Rowling and questioned the motives behind BLM. And then I dared to tweet my displeasure at what is plainly crimes against humanity.
I’ve reported this to Toby Young at the Free Speech Union, of which I am a member, but to be honest it’s largely been shrugged off. One email I received from a staff member said ‘surely there must be mechanisms in place at Twitter to address accounts that encourage censorship?
It appears that interest in censorship only extends to the oh-so-fucking-fashionable Culture War issues that have been cosily decided upon by the intelligentsia, who write endless books on the subject using the progressive jargon du jour, whilst holidaying in Tuscany.
This so-called free speech does not seem to include evisceration of the inhumane, global Covid tyranny, and subsequent roll-out of dangerous experimental jabs, which is like seeing a burning house full of people, and focussing on the fact you’ve got odd socks on.
I’ve chosen to grab huge buckets of water, not just for me, but for everyone in that house.
You burn if you want to.
This lady’s not for burning.
*TERF means trans exclusionary radical feminist. Yawn. Even the left’s insults are enough to put you into a fucking coma.
**A phlebotomist takes blood.