Diary of a Dissenter: The Week From My Window

Everything that appears to be so is not so. If it is visible it is meant to be visible. What is permitted to be seen is, by definition, misdirection. What is true remains hidden.

The Psyop as Psyop

FRIDAY I

We were too late returning from Ledbury last week to relate the experience of travelling by ferry to and from Holyhead, which I hadn’t done for many years. I’m somewhat ashamed to admit that I had made the trip just four times in my entire life, twice with my youngest sister on the occasion of my uncle’s death in Telford in 1…