Wednesday, 4 July 2007

"I Didn't Know You Were On The Square, Jack"

There is something inherently unpleasant about having to spend some time in the company of a freemason. The conversation may start promisingly and then, when he discloses his occupation, the first alarm bells start up. The compulsory sharing of names followed by the revealing handshake marks the completion of any productive element to the interaction and one is left with the mason displaying a sneering dismissiveness and with oneself mocking their trumped up self esteem which is solely based on their non-meritocratically generated position in society. The final handshake of the social intercourse is as revealing as the initial as suddenly such individuals no longer wish to expose their membership of non-democratic secret societies.
I always feel cheated following these interactions as I never seem to be able to put into words the lack of respect that I deeply feel for such individuals. In the late nineteenth century, the working classes of England despised the freemasons, the landed gentry and the owners of extreme capital based on the enslavement of the poor. And yet there were frequent occurrences of individual members from the bottom of the economic pyramid taking their revenge against the imperial elite. Orwell noted that such aristocracy were attacked in the street verbally should they wander into an inappropriate area of town and that mud and stones were targeted at their silly top hats to the accompaniment of class aware jocular taunts.
My lack of ability to confront face to face the masons and catenians that control many aspects of the English system is nowadays shared by most disenfranchised members of the country. As concepts like society and community and union membership have been dissolved or, at least, peripheralised to be replaced by a media-generated atmosphere of fear, it is much harder for the working class of modern day England to confront the autocrats on an animal-to-animal one-to-one basis. Indeed, even on the occasions where one might feel justified in such a stance, one’s moral and ethical framework precludes confrontation on the misplaced assumption that such resignation somehow might exhibit a form of inverted superiority. Such cowardice is not, however, complete – I have walked out of meetings with City of London solicitors having exposed and confronted their racist agendas; I have frequently mocked the state’s enforcers on demonstrations; I once even chose to spit at a hunter who had displayed his own breed of cowardice by whipping at my then girlfriend from behind the security of a large bracken bush on a particularly violent confrontation with the Cheshire Forest hunt many years ago. But these few instances are entirely outnumbered by the occasions where I have selected discretion over valour.
Freemasons and catenians dominate huge swathes of British society – police, law, military, construction, architecture, engineering, Chambers of Commerce, politics, education etc etc etc. The process of application for any senior position or consultancy in such areas is entirely non-meritocratic. This is not only an economic affront to the similarly skilled in a tendering or interviewing process but it additionally adds gross inefficiencies to the economic system. In any sector dominated by either of these organisations, one might be able to offer both greater skills, more experience and a more competitive project price but the mason/catenian will still get the nod. Indeed, it is only if the differential in ability and economic consequence is so colossal as to be blindingly evident that one might expect a level playing field to be created.
A few examples are given below although I have decided it wise to avoid mentioning names or businesses directly!
1) A catenian deputy headmaster at a lower league school applied for the headmaster’s post there. This educational establishment was non-catenian. He did not get the job. He subsequently applied for the post of head at one of the biggest 6th Form colleges in the country. He would have been discarded without interview but there was a catenian on the Board of Governors. Guess what? He has recently retired after more than a decade as headmaster and is said to be in line for one of those ridiculous gongs that the elite give to each other in recognition of obedience and acquiescence.
2) The father of one my ex’s was fast tracked to multi-millionaire status solely on receiving a masonic leg up by being presented with a contract to build one of the biggest shopping centres in Europe.
3) The idiot (and I mean idiot) son a New Labour lord was elevated onto one of my postgraduate courses despite possessing buffoonery in spades. The research was beyond him but his potential access to governmental secrets plus his masonic handshake ensured that he ended up in a plum post at an investment bank.
4) My paternal grandfather fell and injured his right hand. By one of those wonderful flukes that give life that extra little frisson, the resultant injury led, in a glorious window, to him reluctantly giving a masonic handshake whether he wished to or not. “I didn’t know you were on the square, Jack” declared a customer at my grandfather’s tailors prior to placing the biggest order (for uniforms for the Fairey Engineering Brass Band) that my grandfather ever received in his working life!
I could go on and on but I wish to go for a swim and a sunbathe this afternoon so I will attempt to get to the point.
By promoting individuals and contracting consultancies and projects based on secret society linkages, English society is markedly less productive than should be the case in an egalitarian system. For a start, major business decisions are being made by flawed intellects. Secondly, shareholders are financially abused as the inefficiencies and poor strategies impact upon both the company performance and related share price. Thirdly, when the hierarchy is finally forced to acknowledge that being the son of a lord has no integral value in itself, these individuals are parachuted to safety via a nice little pay off for services rendered while the proles at the bottom of the pile are rewarded by redundancies with no such supportive financial packages. Additionally, these inappropriates are involved in the making of the major infrastructural and societal decisions that impact upon the existences of everybody else in the system – the lack of productivity of English business is directly correlated with this incompetence at the top. And they charge us at ludicrous levels for such incompetence. Even the most harmless of these individuals are fiercely non-democratic.
Personally, I only suffer the societal effects of this lack of meritocracy in that I am self-sufficient in my core projects and I am suitably ahead of the competition in my consultancies to retrump their power abuse. But the vast majority of the English population suffers both directly AND indirectly from the masonic control of the system. This is standard power play.
What to do? While targeting a more democratic system on a strategic level, I believe that significant gains may be posted in the immediate term by learning a lesson from our working class ancestors. The next time I get a masonic handshake in public, I am going to proclaim the fact vociferously: “oh, you are a mason are you?” or “ah, your position in society is related to your membership of the freemasons” or, hopefully, something significantly more witty along these lines. I’m not sure of the reaction but, then again, I don’t care. If they choose to walk away perhaps I’ll be searching for a suitably mushy lump of mud to help them on their way…

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