Trial By Jury

Unhappy King John

From https://waxlyricals.com/2019/06/26/your-liberty-and-freedom-come-from-magna-carta-not-the-eu/

In the UK an individual has rights laid down since Magna Carta was signed in 1215.

This is particularly important when a crime is committed or suspected of being committed. As under the rights laid down from Magna Carta onwards, someone in the UK is deemed innocent until proven guilty. If you are accused of a crime, the onus is on the State to prove your guilt.

The writ of Habeus Corpus prevents the State from imprisoning you without evidence of a crime.

Under the European legal system, they never had a Magna Carta of their own and as such they work under a different assumption than we do, in that you are guilty unless you can prove your innocence.

Thus, the State has the legal authority to imprison you whilst they find the evidence and formulate the case to convict you. The onus is on you to prove your innocence as there is no automatic assumption in law of your innocence.

Under UK law you have a right, as laid down under Magna Carta to have a trial by your peers, in Europe your trial will be heard by a panel of judges. It may not seem like much of a difference but it is crucial in ensuring impartiality in the legal system. To prevent abuse by the State jailing people purely for political reasons. We do not have a history of such things in the UK, continental Europe however does.

The main difference between the two systems can be summed up quite simply.

In the UK you can live your life, free of intrusion by the State as long as what you are doing isn’t illegal, in Europe you can do the same but only as long as what you are doing is enshrined in law as being legal.

This is why we Brits look at the Germans and find it peculiar that they follow rules to the letter. They have to, as their legal system tells them what behaviours and actions are allowed in law whereas ours tells us what isn’t allowed. That is such a fundamental difference to your ability to think and act freely and to go about your business without intrusion by the State because if theres nothing in law to say you cannot do something, then by default, here in the UK it is legal.

This is primarily why German society is far more ordered and regimented than here in the UK but that orderliness comes at a cost. As the State controls the people, whereas here the people (supposedly) control the State. They are supposed to work for us and not the other way around, although many in Parliament since the Brexit vote have seemingly been influenced by the European way of thinking somewhat. This fundamental difference in law is why every Englishman has by law been deemed a free man since birth, that is our birthright and it is why I want to leave the EU. As slowly but surely, our legal system is being overidden by the prescriptive ideas of European legal thought and the rights enshrined by Magna Carta, the worlds first ever declaration of the inalieniable rights of the individual over the Institutions of State are being undermined.

That alone is reason to leave the EU and when you hear people claiming that the EU protects their Human Rights, ask them how it is protecting their rights of liberty as laid down 800 years ago at Runnymede on the banks of the River Thames?

As this seemingly obscure document signed by King John in 1215 is absolutely fundamental in ensuring your freedom and liberty that the US Constitution borrowed huge parts of it to ensure that America and Americans would have the same when they created ’the land of the free.’

From Campaign For Democracy:

the first point to consider is that the 1215 Great Charter Constitution Magna Carta binds the U.K. government. That is to say, parliament cannot legitimately pass laws which infringe upon (contravene) the stipulations of the People’s Constitution Magna Carta 1215.

For that reason, the British government-approved Australian Constitution (Act) must be read with and is subject to the Great Charter’s provisions which define and prescribe the timeless Constitutional Common Law Trial by Jury for all causes (lawsuits), civil, criminal and fiscal. This places randomly selected Citizen-Jurors as the judges of the laws which politicians and those who control them wish to impose upon the People.

Convenors of trials (nowadays misnamed ’judges’) have no judicial role. Their true Rule of Law role is as convenors and for arranging security; advisory, inasmuch as this may be requested by the jury, of whose advice jurors may take only what is adjudged appropriate by them; and for the arranging of re-trials and appeals if necessitated by circumstances.

https://www.tomgrimshaw.com/VALID_ASPECTS_OF_ARTICLE_SIXTY-ONE.pdf

Blind Belief In Authority Is The Greatest Enemy Of Truth

Blind Belief

Several stories this week carry home the importance of this message for those willing to look for themselves rather than listen to authority.

Whether it is global warming, vaccinations, chemtrails, Marxist ideology, GMOs are safe, left versus right, miseducation, ‘doctor knows best’, fluoridation prevents cavities, chemotherapy is the most effective therapy for cancer, the food pyramid, EMFs can’t hurt you, Roundup is safe, the Iraqis have weapons of mass destruction, the Afghanis caused 911, the list just goes on and on about the lies being foisted on us by “Authority”.What gets me is how short a memory most people have, they still vote them in next election! Sheesh!

Calvin And Hobbes

Calvin And Hobbes

Just a reminer about two of the most important things in life, your imagination and your friends!

“Calvin? Calvin, sweetheart?”

In the darkness Calvin heard the sound of Susie, his wife of fifty-three years. Calvin struggled to open his eyes. God, he was so tired and it took so much strength. Slowly, light replaced the darkness, and soon vision followed. At the foot of his bed stood his wife. Calvin wet his dry lips and spoke hoarsely,
“Did… did you…. find him?”

“Yes dear,” Susie said smiling sadly, “He was in the attic. “
Susie reached into her big purse and brought out a soft, old, orange tiger doll. Calvin could not help but laugh. It had been so long. Too long.

“l washed him for you,” Susie said, her voice cracking a little as she laid the stuffed tiger next to her husband.

“Thank you, Susie.” Calvin said. A few moments passed as Calvin just laid on his hospital bed, his head turned to the side, staring at the old toy with nostalgia.

“Dear,” Calvin said finally. “Would you mind leaving me alone with Hobbes for a while? I would like to catch up with him.”

“All right,” Susie said. “I’ll get something to eat in the cafeteria. I’ll be back soon.” Susie kissed her husband on the forehead and turned to leave. With sudden but gentle strength Calvin stopped her. Lovingly he pulled his wife in and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. “l love you,” he said.
“And I love you,” said Susie. Susie turned and left. Calvin saw tears streaming from her face as she went out the door.

Calvin then turned to face his oldest and dearest friend. “Hello Hobbes. It’s been a long time hasn’t it old pal?”

Hobbes was no longer a stuffed doll but the big furry old tiger Calvin had always remembered. “It sure has, Calvin.” said Hobbes. “You… haven’t changed a bit.” Calvin smiled.

“You’ve changed a lot.” Hobbes said sadly.

Calvin laughed, “Really? I haven’t noticed at all.”

There was a long pause. The sound of a clock ticking away the seconds rang throughout the sterile hospital room.

“So… you married Susie Derkins.” Hobbes said, finally smiling. “l knew you always liked her.”

“Shut up!” Calvin said, his smile bigger than ever.

“Tell me everything I missed. I’d love to hear what you’ve been up to!” Hobbes said, excited.

And so Calvin told him everything. He told him about how he and Susie fell in love in high school and had married after graduating from college, about his three kids and four grand-kids, how he turned Spaceman Spiff into one of the most popular sci-fi novels of the decade, and so on. After he told Hobbes all this there was another pregnant pause. “You know… I visited you in the attic a bunch of times.” Calvin said.

“l know.”

“But I couldn’t see you. All I saw was a stuffed animal.” Calvin’s voice was breaking and tears of regret started welling up in his eyes.

“You grew up old buddy.” said Hobbes.

“I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry I broke my promise! I promised I wouldn’t grow up and that we’d be together forever!!” Calvin broke down and sobbed, hugging his best friend.

Hobbes stroked Calvin’s hair, or what little was left of it. “But you didn’t.”

“What do you mean?”

“We were always together…. In our dreams.”

“We were?”

“We were.”

“Hobbes?”

“Yeah, old buddy?”

“I’m so glad I got to see you like this… one last time…”

“Me too, Calvin. Me too.”

“Sweetheart?” Susie voice came from outside the door.

“Yes dear?” Calvin replied.

“Can I come in?” Susie asked.

“Just a minute.” Calvin turned to face Hobbes one last time.

“Goodbye Hobbes. Thanks… for everything…”

‘No, thank you Calvin.” Hobbes said.

Calvin turned back to the door and said, “You can come in now.”

Susie came in and said, “Look who’s come to visit you.”

Calvin’s children and grandchildren followed Susie into the room. The youngest grandchild ran past the rest of them and hugged Calvin in a hard, excited hug. “Grandpa!!” screamed the child in delight.

“Francis!” cried Calvin’s daughter, “Be gentle with your grandfather.”

Calvin’s daughter turned to her dad. “I’m sorry, Daddy. Francis never seems to behave these days. He just runs around making a mess and coming up with strange stories.”

Calvin laughed and said, “Well now! That sound just like me when I was his age.”

Calvin and his family chatted some more until a nurse said, “Sorry, but visiting hours are almost up.”

Calvin’s beloved family said good bye and promised to visit tomorrow. As they turned to leave Calvin said, “Francis. Come here for a second.”

Francis came over to his grandfather’s side, “What is it Gramps?”

Calvin reached over to the stuffed tiger on his bedside and held him out shakily to his grandson, who looked exactly as he did so many years ago.

“This is Hobbes. He was my best friend when I was your age. I want you to have him.”

“He’s just a stuffed tiger.” Francis said, eyebrows raised.

Calvin laughed, “Well, let me tell you a secret.”

Francis leaned closer to Calvin. Calvin whispered, “If you catch him in a tiger trap using a tuna sandwich as bait he will turn into a real tiger.”

Francis gasped in delighted awe. Calvin continued, “Not only that he will be your best friend forever.”

“Wow! Thanks grandpa!” Francis said, hugging his grandpa tightly again.

“Francis! We need to go now!” Calvin’s daughter called.

“Okay!” Francis shouted back.

“Take good care of him.” Calvin said.

“l will.” Francis said before running off after the rest of the family.

Calvin laid on his back and stared at the ceiling. The time to go was close. He could feel it in his soul. Calvin tried to remember a quote he read in a book once. It said something about death being the next great adventure or something like that. His eyelids grew heavy and his breathing slowed. As he went deeper into his final sleep he heard Hobbes, as if he was right next to him at his bedside. “I’ll take care of him, Calvin…”