So, what? I've had enough of the so-called Millenium already and I simply can't wait for the hangover, Y2K, Financial Collapse, Armageddon and the Aliens to arrive.
I must confess that I am not intending to visit London's Millenium Dome of my own free will. Of course men with guns might try to force me to at some stage as it seems the mass of people think the same way with ticket sales having slumped. The best thing I've heard about the Millenium came from an elderly lady here in South Africa.
"Of course the Millenium isn't the Millenium. I mean, when does a cricketer score a run? Not when he leaves the crease but when he successfully reaches the one at the other end. Am I right? Well, when time as we know it was invented it had to run a full year first before it could achieve year one, right? Just like the batsman in cricket, d'you see? So why is everyone getting so worked up about celebrating a year that hasn't yet arrived? The actual Millenium will arrive at the end of the year 2000, that is of course if you agree with the way time as we call it was invented in the first place. I'm sure it has all been arranged by the shopkeepers. More tea, dear?"
Makes sense to me, but then a lot of things make sense to me that don't seem to make sense to others. For instance if there was more love in the world there wouldn't be room for so much hate, would there? I had an argument recently with three teachers (yes, I know I let us all down but it just degenerated into an argument from a rational discussion - of course I didn't help it to do so, as you can imagine, and anyway there were three of them). So after I had explained that the system of education indoctrinates the arriving Sacred Spirits in this world into the very system designed to control them for all of their lives and I had in subsequence been savaged, bombarded, belittled, berated (B-rated?), and generally beaten, bothered and battered, I decided that I had given them enough rope and really ought to ask the question.
"Right, which one of you teaches your pupils to lead their lives from an all consuming basis of love for themselves, each other and the planet then?"
End of conversation. They were stopped in their tracks and looked at me in puzzlement and wonderment as if I was the Alien. Well I could be. 'Oh God', I thought, 'now I'm going to have to explain to them what love is'. But no, they just went quiet, as most intellectuals do when presented with a problem so obvious that they should have already worked out the answer sometime during their lifetime, but haven't. So I left them wrestling with the problem, went home and celebrated with a large Scotch and water. Well, two actually, if I'm honest, which I assure you I am. You can take my word for it.
So what the hell is going on in life and the world as we approach the Millernium?
Well the Freemasons, Knights Templar, Knights of Malta, Rosicrucians and various other secret societies are batting the world about with a huge baseball bat called Ping. Religions of all kinds and various movements like New Age are belting it back again with another huge baseball bat called Pong. In the middle of all this the Illuminati and world governments are constantly rearranging the problems of power, finance, control and wars in a world that is being batted about so much that it seems to have gone completely batty. Let me give you some examples:
In 1996 in Britain the majority, via the Labour government, banned handguns from the law abiding minority, who were only permitted to have them to practise their sport on licensed ranges or keep them in a safe, all because one Freemason who lived in Dunblane, a bastion of Freemasonry, went berserk and slaughtered school children with a handgun.
Recent from UK press: A former senior police officer has called for British constabularies to clamp down on illegal firearms in the wake of a brutal killing in the Black Country. The Wolverhampton councillor John Mellor, a retired superintendent, spoke out following the execution of a man as he sat in a car in Walsall, West Midlands. Councillor Mellor said: "our country is being swamped with illegal firearms and there should be extra efforts by the Police to remove them from the streets. Taking guns off legitimate people has done us no good at all".
Hooray, he's got the picture. It isn't legal guns owned by law abiding citizens that are the problem - it's the illegal guns owned by a country's criminal element that need to be eradicated. When legal gun owning is banned illegal gun supply explodes. Illegal handguns are freely available in Britain today.
Britain is currently paying for a new Firearm Bill in South Africa that is so convoluted it will make it impossible for the law abiding population here to own a firearm to defend themselves with in their own home. This will most probably be done in a rolling programme whereby new applications for firearm licenses will be rejected wholesale. However disarming law abiding populations only serves to increase armed crime, as it has done in every country where guns have been banned.
In Australia, where the Japanese funded the gun ban and one has to ask why, armed crime has risen so dramatically since the ban came in that Queensland is considering abandoning this law and arming the private, law abiding citizens once more. You can't get the statistics on the increase in armed crime in the UK since the ban of 1996 came in (if you can please let me have them) and of course the two staggeringly shining examples of the success of gun bans on law abiding citizens are Mexico and Jamaica.
In South Africa there are approximately 28,000 murders a year and some 60,000 rapes (although the police admit that this figure could be 35 times higher). Call me old fashioned but I don't want to be either raped or murdered and I would just like that little chance to be able to defend myself against such a situation. O.K.?
Disarm the criminals is what I say. (Oh boy, what a revelation!).
Anne Widdecombe, Conservative Party Shadow Home Secretary in the UK, recently said that she was all in favour of 'giving citizens the right to protect themselves in their own home'. Absolute brilliance. What with? A can opener or a pork chop? Here is another revelation - when the criminals are the only ones with guns and they only have the police to worry about (here in South Africa that is not much of a worry as the police are so underfunded) just perhaps the poor old law abiding citizen might become a juicy target for them in his or her own home, don't you think? I mean if you are an armed criminal which home do you attack? The one where the occupant is most probably armed and likely to defend themselves or the one where you know the occupant is quite definitely unarmed and unable to defend themselves?
Apply that to South Africa and then add to the mix something called the Land Equity Act that is coming and the writing must surely be on the wall. Didn't you hear anything about these things from the media? Want to? Then keep in touch, send me your questions or if you have information that concerns you about what is going on in your country that you feel we should all know about then please let me have it to circulate around the world. Also if you or anyone you know wish to receive such information free of charge from time to time, just let me have your e-mail address. Unfortunately I cannot do normal mail due to the cost.
The two most stupid, irresponsible and extremely dangerous things that were said to me on the firearms subject here in South Africa during 1999 were:
"I don't agree with guns." "Well, I don't have a gun and nothing bad has happened to me." So with that parting shot I promise no more talk of guns…………Bang! Sorry.
In Britain the Labour government is using the proposed ban on hunting (Yeah, let's get those Upper Class Twits!) to whip up (pun) total support within its own and other political party's ranks to make sure that its changes to the House of Lords are made in such manner that it will be able not only to get the hunting ban through, but all of its other contentious legislation as well. Things like ceding power to Brussels wholesale. By the way I've got friends who hunt in the UK. There's a butcher, a hill farmer, but not a candlestick maker I have to confess. Hunting is the preserve of the Hoi-Poloi? Please. No, I don't agree with hunting with hounds, but here we go again with another law abiding minority being trodden on by the majority. There's so much freedom in Britain today - it just takes one a little time to find it.
Prime example - protesters against the Chinese Premier's recent visit to London were not even allowed to unfurl Tibetan flags on the routes he was to travel and anyone shouting slogans to free Tibet was immediately flattened by large numbers of large policemen. All this in a country where it is perfectly legal to protest peacefully. Britain a bastion of freedom? Don't kid yourself. I also think we were extremely lucky to have been able to enjoy the kinds of 'freedom' we had in the Sixties. I mean things like not having to lock your car when in a country village or having friendly policemen who built a kind of camaraderie and respect around themselves within communities so that those communities helped them to solve crime.
When Tony Blair's Labour government was elected they discovered that due to demographic movement within the population they would need to build four and a half million new homes. So they proposed releasing land previously designated as 'Green Belt' to build on. The result was the Countryside March on London, which was estimated by the media at 300,000 people. However a friend of mine was on the stage in Hyde Park that Michael Heseltine and others spoke from and because of the amount of people he was unable to see any of the actual park in any direction. He estimated the crowd at 500,000 but says it could possibly have been 600,000. The government backed off, but shortly after this Britain's farmers began to find the going tough. On my recent trip I found that every farmer I know lost money in 1998 and expects to lose again in 1999. Most of the small ones are facing bankruptcy. On the BBC TV news a farmer said, 'It cost me £12 to inseminate the cow and now I'm being offered .75p to £1 per calf'. Just before I left the UK the Daily Telegraph came out with an article on the new British government proposals for house building entitled: 'Best farming land should be released for house building'. I kid you not. Now are we all so stupid we can't see that the EU in collusion with the British government has made life impossible for UK farmers and that the government, via large housing development companies, will begin picking up that cheap farmland and building on it?
Britain. The very bastion of fairness and freedom.
I left the UK at the beginning of 1995 for a multitude of reasons, amongst which were the fact that I had consistently lost money under various Conservative governments (especially a four year business that went out of the window in Geoffrey Howe's 1979 budget when he so kindly moved the VAT rate from 8 to 15%, thanks Maggie), I was disgusted with the first two years of John Major's government, I felt strongly that the citizens of Britain were having their freedom eroded, especially by Brussels, and I could see a Labour government coming, the prospect of which did not enthral me.
So I entered the system to leave the UK as a resident, but remain as a citizen, which I have now completed. I am now a 'tax exile' (don't laugh) and I sit outside the UK, although I can return for 90 days a year, and watch with interest the internal goings-on. Since I left Wales and Scotland have achieved their own Parliaments and the English might be going to wake up to the fact that Scotland gets the biggest financial handout from Westminster of all UK regions and that Scottish MP's will be able to vote on English business at Westminster, but English MP's will not be able to have any say in Scottish business in the Parliament in Edinburgh.
To change the subject, what concerns me greatly at this time is the all time high level of the American Stock Exchanges. I started buying shares in 1970 and got wiped out in the 1972 'crash'. Since then I have not seen anything to give me even half as much concern as I have today about US Stock levels. You cannot invest in stocks that are not going to give you a return on your money for 50 to 75 years in the hope of making capital gains (which is what people have been doing, especially on the tech-stock NASDAQ). Investing in shares is about value. It's about a company's performance relative to its worth and its potential and getting a dividend from its performance and hopefully a capital appreciation as the company's value increases over time. Today in the States the Federal Reserve (which is a private bank and nothing to do with the government) is pumping money into the system in grand style, credit is at the highest levels ever (and a lot of people have been borrowing on credit card to invest on the Stock Exchange!), house prices are booming, the country is running at a huge deficit, the dollar is beginning to weaken and share valuations make 1929 look like a tea party. I by chance met with four American bankers in the Dowans Hotel bar at Aberlour on the banks of the river Spey in Scotland recently and they admitted to a man that they, like me, had been wrong about the US Stock Exchange for the last four years. They also freely admitted that the US was in 'a crazy, bubble boom that can only end one way'. But they didn't know when and neither do I.
Doesn't affect you? Oh, but it will if the US markets crash. You see more countries have their currency's value aligned to the value of the Dollar today than at any time since the Bretton Woods Agreement in 1957. If the US and the Dollar goes, we all go. I think we would all do well to pay more attention to what is going on in the US.
Throughout all of this I have managed to come back from clinical depression twelve months ago - that's right - me, depressed. No, I'm not joking. It has got to be one of the worst things that can happen to a human being. I've nearly lost my life twice in the last two years but now I am mentally and physically back in shape (well I have to lose a few pounds, which is a relief to me after losing 34 pounds in 12 weeks a year ago and having being unable to eat or sleep for that period). Some very spiritual (not religious) things have happened to me and are thankfully continuing. I am now helping people who suffer from stress or depression, either face to face or on e-mail. I don't charge them, but they tell me I have a way of explaining the insidious nightmare that is depression and how to cope with it that helps so much by making them aware of what is actually happening to them. As one lady e-mailed me: 'Knowing you are out there makes such a difference to my life'. Well there you have it. Who wants to charge money for that kind of result?
I may be going to start giving talks about stress and depression and may start a website to help people learn all about how to start healing themselves. If you would like to contribute please talk to me. I had a conversation with a great friend in Scotland recently who just cannot understand or accept that the phenomenon of depression is a reality. That says it all, awareness is what we should be about, for those of us who don't believe it exists, think it might, know it does, are going into it or are in the darkness of it already. Awareness.
I have had a lot of help from friends and family over the last twelve months and my doctor has been amazed at my recovery. He and I discuss depression and whenever we do I see him change from the nice, rational doctor that he normally is. He really detests depression as it is so hard to treat and he has seen person after person slide down its slippery slope and just keep going and pass right on out of this world. I know now that I am charged with helping my fellow Sacred Spirits to combat stress, tension, loneliness and depression, to make them aware of what these things actually are and do my best to help them heal. I'll bet all those trained therapists out there are just going to love me.
I have been trying over the last couple of years to salvage a wreck on the South African Cape - unsuccessfully. Unfortunately whatever it is that we have found is in a heavy surf zone (otherwise it would already have been found) which is somewhat dangerous unless the sea is pretty well flat, which it hardly ever is down here. It has taken a lot of work and there have been all kinds of problems including team break-ups involving a consequent rebuilding. Also I metal detect on the beaches and so far have found quite a number of coins (all modern SA unfortunately), a fisherman's knife that a friend grabbed as soon as he saw it, and various assorted bits from old shipwrecks along with bottle tops, cans, tops from cans, ring pulls, etc., etc. So now I can add beachcombing to my list of achievements.
Made a trip around the UK in October seeing old friends and tape recording conversations of reminiscences, which was an education for me and did my head a lot of good. I really must get on writing about my life in case someone could learn from some of my mistakes and better their own lives. I have the book basically planned but the daunting prospect of writing it and not getting published tends to put me off.
I am now applying to stay here on the Cape for one more year, but will only know in the New Year what the Department of Home Affairs will allow me. I have my doubts about the outcome so one day I may just land on your doorstep asking for a bed for a night (or two) and looking for a job? Perish the thought.
I am sending this to you as a life update, especially now I am past the milestone of 50 (what a great party we had in London in April), as I am finding it hard keeping in touch with everyone around the world individually. Sad, but then I'm just one guy and, luckily for me, there are so many of you who are my friends. Therefore, for the first time in my life, I am having to send out this kind of Round Robin letter, keeping us in touch and hopefully strengthening our friendship.
The human race is rushing towards a world government, world army, world bank and world currency. The control systems being placed upon future generations make me shudder. The risk of some kind of financial holocaust is very real. I hope and pray the future will be better than the past and that the coming generations will inherit a world from us that is not as bad as I fear it could be going to be. As we approach the supposedly awesome moment of the Millernium my life is fortunately continuing, for which God is aware that I am grateful. I have lost old friends in the past year and others have lost touch. Keeping in touch is time consuming, but it means so much.
Life just keeps getting in the way.
May you and your family remain safe, healthy and prosperous through the year 2000 and beyond.
Jess Miller. Cape Town. December 1999.
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