It is a truth that I truely did not understand until I faced it head on… I have blogged about this incident before… Courtesy of the the medical staff in the city where I served as a police officer, I was told the seriousness of my situation. The Naval medic told me that I had a serious infection my cardio work was so serious, likely from the effects of the medication I had been forced to take and withdrawn from slowly without medical supervision. Hooked up to the ECG with a heartrate that had no pointy tops. She told me I could die…
Yet in Southampton, the city of my birth I had been locked in a room in a basement with a nurse sat on a chair outside. No food no water. 72 hours during which I had a seizure. The female staff as I lay on the floor, the right side of my body and face frozen. I remember her laughing and as the Drs tried to move me to a trolley she shouted at them ‘shes faking it, she’s lying’ In that moment I have never felt more alive. Time was slow and my will to live was greater than my hatred of the people who caused the situation.
I received no treatment whatsoever and it was only when I was admitted to Portsmouth Hospitals I was told the truth. My condition was life threatening and that my heart could fail at any time. They had been instructed by the UK Governance that I was to receive no treatment, however they admitted me to the hospital and there I was seen by a cardiologist. He confirmed the Naval medics prognosis, yet they kept me on the ward for several days so i could have fluids and supervision in case of heart failure.
That time I felt more alive than at any time in my life before or after. As I look back I see that this was the beginning of the murders in the UK or maybe they had already been happening I was just unaware.
As I write I am so grateful to the city that i served. I am so proud of the dedication they show in terms of community. They demonstrated outside the building for a week where my daughter was murdered by a Jewish fireman from Southampton, who was so proud of his disgusting behaviour he wanted to meet me afterwards… Turned out he was a drug runner from Morocco. Like all druggies he wasn’t so brave when he faced me. In fact he carried my bags to my taxi asking me what would happen ? I told him the truth I didn’t care and drug runners and child killers those who cover for kiddy rapists ( she had disclosed CSA ) have no place in the world in my personal view no matter their heritage. The city hid me whilst the Eastern European gang that runs these drug runners had tried to arrest me for a offence that doesn’t exist. My youngest child also from the same city was murdered after this same gang had raped and drugged her and eventually dumped her body in a reservoir in Wales on Christmas day… We all know which group hates Christmas and believers … And contrary to popular belief it isn’t the other largest faith group in Islam… Finally it was brave people from the city who told me that the culprits for trying to blow up my car on a passenger ferry, were in fact the same degenerates…andm of course terrorising my eldest daughter to death…
This is not about semites. I am myself a semite. Every group has criminals in it no matter who or what their heritage is…I know that giving evidence against a British Jewish rapist is always risky… I am glad that I did so… The only way to know our ‘family’ is to speak up about an incident… The performance, the tears, the fake reports, the murders, threats and attempted murders tell me all I need to know about my heritage. They hate women, they don’t value children, money is the motivator for ALL matters and cowardice of all the British involved Jewish or not was actually spectacular in its cowardice… Yet as I received care and treatment in Portsmouth, I am assured that there are many brave men and women who do actually exist no matter their heritage, they have honour values and stand for what is right…
Getting it right was born in Portsmouth and my new book is in honour of my daughters and the brave men and women on that tiny Island City.