I’ve been raging internally for a while about the casually brutal way in which people like Boris Johnson and Donald Trump simply insult other races and marginalise them as if it were perfectly acceptable – clearly regarding people unlike themselves as lesser mortals. Hitler took this attitude to its unthinkable end, but it’s Suella Braverman’s nasty, mean treatment of vulnerable people from other countries that has really tipped me into violent words.  It goes against my grain to rip into an Asian, female politician, but she is so clearly pulling up the ladder up which her parents climbed, that she’s fair game.

I apologise for “picaninnies”, but I’m simply quoting our last-but-one Prime Minister, Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson.  Now I’ll wash my mouth out.

Not sullying my Web page with Photographs of these vile individuals.

Here’s the mp3

And the sheet music

And just the words.

Is it rivers of blood, or a hurricane? Tell me what you see.
These are people you’re talking ’bout flesh and blood and just like you and me
But it’s all about you and your big career
And it’s people like you that really deserve our fear
‘cos you’ve got no principles You’ve got no soul.
Where your heart should be beating – there’s just a big black hole.

A flag-wearing picanniny with a big watermelon smile.
These are people you’re talking ’bout, flesh and blood. Your words are vile.
But it’s all about you, all about your selfish heart.
And it’s people like you that tear compassion apart.
‘cos you’ve got no principles ,,,

They’ll rape your daughters and drug your sons as well.
These are people you’re talking ’bout flesh and blood. And not just fiends from hell.
But it’s all about you and your ugly little mind.
And people like you are emotionally blind.
‘cos you’ve got no principles …

The Jews have taken your jobs and homes. Drive them from the town.
These are people you’re murdering, flesh and blood. You’re tearing  humanity down.
But it’s all about you and your master plan.
And it’s people like you that kill in the name of the klan.
‘cos you’ve got no principles …