The Twitter and Facebook riots in Britain are presumably organized by the intel services, just as they were in Iran and the so-called Arab Spring.
The UK violence saved PM Cameron from a desperate predicament, by taking attention away from his involvement in the Murdoch affair.
This also facilitates the passage of more police state legislation.
That's why police stood by and didn't even arrest a few isolated looters as a deterrent - stand down orders.
The bloodbath in Oslo is nothing less than a brutal exercise in regime change. The Norwegians are out of line across a whole range of US/NATO policies which are not limited to driving the Palestinian recognition issue in the UN and pulling the plug on Libya. Anyone who knows Norway understands these tough-minded and often prickly folk are dedicated foremost to minding their own business, which is one reason they have sensibly refused to climb on the bed of nails called the EU.
In the notorious parlance of the British upper crust, was he cad, bounder or rotter? Or the British Führer in waiting? Which appellation might best suit the 7th Earl of Lucan, one Richard Bingham, who disappeared on the night of 8th November 1974, leaving his battered wife and the mangled body of the family maidservant in the blood-spattered basement of the family home in London’s posh Belgravia. The legendary vanishing trick of Lord Lucan, never again seen in mortal form since that fatal night, is the veritable Bigfoot of British crime annals.
Before we can determine if America has succumbed to fascism, we first must have a good definition and understanding of what fascism really is. A good starting definition was given by Heywood Broun, a noted American columnist in the 1930s.
Way back in 1981 a secret state cabal called Propaganda Due, packed with the great and the good from all walks of neo-rightist, neo-fascist life, was dragged kicking and screaming into daylight by the scruff of its conspiratorial neck.
Usually at this time of the year the unlovely concrete mess that is the sprawling Greek capital is settling in for the usual swarthy summer of hot, sticky heat, relieved at dusk by breezes, parfumed by slight hints of the Orient, blowing in from Homer’s wine dark sea. This year the only scent in the Athens air comes from the huge quantities of highly toxic tear gas sprayed by the thugs who pass for what is known as the police force. Policemen in Greece belong to that species of the law enforcement class who form a race apart from all others around them.
The Central Intelligence Agency thinks there may be a military putsch in Greece, thanks to all the turmoil as the Wall Street readies itself to bury Greece under the salt, just like Carthage. Well, those folk in Langley, Virginia should certainly know. In 1967, the CIA and NATO installed a fascist junta led by a group of obscure junior officers, following a NATO blueprint called Prometheus to 'forestall a communist coup.' This was the usual smokescreen.
Nudge nudge, wink wink. In a military coup d'état against the people and constitution of the United States, General Betrayus Petraeus is named the first military commander to head the CIA, a happy hour or two before Osama bin Laden is pepper-potted in a heavily-guarded Pakistani military compound. I try to believe at least three improbable things before cappuccino hour ends at eleven 'o clock after sunrise every morning here in Italy, thereafter receiving old-fashioned looks the Italians reserve for the infidel straniere who demand such refreshment thereafter.