Collected Dog Stories.
By Rudyard Kipling.
Illustrations By G. L. Stampa.
Edited By Uncle Monty.
Of Kipling. By Uncle Monty.

The Supplication of the
Black Aberdeen.
By Rudyard Kipling.
O pray! My little body and whole span
Ofyears is Thine, my owner and my Man.
For Thou has made me - unto The I owe
This dim, distressed half-soul that urts me so,
Compacy of every crime, butt, none the less,
Broken by knowledge of its naughtiness.
Put me not from They life - 'tis all I know.
If you forsake me, whither shall I go?
Thine is the Voice with which my Day begins:
Thy Foot my refuge, even in my sins.
Thine Honour hurls me forth to testify
Against the Unclean and Wicked passing by.
(But when Thou callest me forth are of Thy
Friends, Who readier than I to make amends?)
I was Thy Deputy with high and low -
If Thou dismiss me, whither shall I go?
I have been driven forth on gross offence
That took no reckoning of my penitence,
And, in my desolation - faithless me! -
Have crept for comfort to a woman's knee!
Now I return, self-drawn, to meet the just
Reward of Riot, Theft and Breach of Trust.
Put me not from Thy life - though this is so.
If you forsake me, whither shall I go?
Onto The Presence, flattening while I crawl -
From head to tail, I do confess it all. Mine
was the fault - deal me the stripes - but spare
The Pointed Finger which I cannot bear!
The Dreadfuk Tone in which my name is named,
That sends me 'meath the ofa thrill ashamed!
(Yes, to be near The Thee, I would face that woe.)
If Thous reject me, whither shall I go?
Can a gift turn Thee? I will bring mine all -
My Secret Bone, my Throwing-Stick, my Ball.
Or wouldst Thou sport? The watch me hunt
awhile, Chasing, not after conies, but Thy Smile,
Content, as breathless on the turf I sit,
Thous shouldst deride my little legs and wit -
Ah! Keep me in They Life for a fool's show!
If Thou DENY deny me, whither shall I go! ...
Is the Dark gone? The Light of Eyes restored?
The Countenance turned meward, Oh my Lord?
The Paw accepted, and - for all to see -
The Abject Sinner throned upon the Knee? The
Ears bewrung, the Muzzle scratched because
He is forgiven, and All ids as It was?
Now am I in Thy Life, and since 'tis so -
That Cat awaits the Judgment, May I go?


Of Kipling. By Uncle Monty.
Finding Rudyard Kipling's 1934 book "Collected
Dog Stories" at The Methodist Charity Store
called "The Well," was for me a pleasent surprise
even though the book was rather badly damaged
and foxed for a throwaway price of 20 pence!
Oh, my. Only a moron, after all, would
throw it away ...
So I grabbed it nevertheless just for the wonderful
and intact 100+ black and white illustrations by

G. L. Stampa of the delightful dogs and shining
characters in the third reprint of Kipling's much
sought after and increasingly rare book that is now
more than 75 years old. He was also the first
English writer to win the Nobel Prize in
Literature in 1907. He died in the same year
as George V of England in 1935. Followed the
next year by the sudden and tragic death of
Lawrence of Arabria or T. E. Lawrence by
a motorbike accident at Dorset.

I have among my many old books Chamber's
Biographical Dictionary, 1926, pp. 555-6, that
lists Kipling's abbreviated bio like this:
Kilping, Rudyard, was born at Bombay,
30th Dec. 1865, the son of John
Lockwood Kipling, C.I.E. (1937-1911),
prinicipal in 1875-93 of the School of Arts
at Lahore and author of Beast and Man in
(1891). Rudyard was educated in
England, but rturned in 1880 to India, where
he began to contribute verses, tales, and
articles to Indian journals, making his
literary debut in Echoes (1884). But it
was his Departmental Ditties (1886),
Plain Tales from the Hills (1888), and
Soldiers Three (1889) that made him
well known in England; of a sudden he
sprang into the front ranks of popular
favourites. There followed close The Story
of the Gadsbys, In Black and White, Under
the Deodars, Wee Willie Winkle, and The
Phantom Richshaw. The City of the Dreadful
(1891) illustrates certain aspects of Calcutta.
More amitious, though hardly so succesful, was
The Light that Failed (1891),
Barrack-room Ballads (1892) were amongest
his most brillant successes; The Naulaka, a
Story of East and West (1892) was produced
in conjunction with auther-publisher, Wolcott
Bales-Tier (1863-91). Life's Hadicap (1891),
Many Inventions (1893), and
The Day's Work
(1899) are other collections of short tales.
The two Jungle Books appeared in 1894-95; in
1896 the poems, The Seven Seas; and in 1897
Captain Courageous; in 1899 Stalky & Co; and
in 1901 Kim, The Absent-minded Beggar
(1900) and Recessional Hyian were oddly unlike.
Later works include Just So Strories (1902),
Five Nations, Puck of Pook's Hill, A Diversity
of Creatures (1917).
Magazine & Book Illustrator G. L Stampa.
Rudyard Kipling Collected Dog Stories Illustrated
Kipling's Collected Dog Stories was, I
believe, his last book a year before
his death in 1935.




The Power Of The Dog.
By Rudyard Kipling.
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sister, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie -
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.
When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find - it's your own affair, -
But ... you've given your heart to a dog to tear.
When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is still (how still!),
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone - wherever it goes - for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear!
We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
Though it is not always the case, I believe, that
the longer we kept 'em, the more do we grieve;
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long -
So why in - Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
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Maghreb. By Uncle Monty.

New Maghreb.
By Uncle Monty at London.
Story Photos By Alex Albion.
Other Images From The Web.
:: Tunisian News Update - Feb. 7, 2011 ::
Tunisia Suspends Former Governing Party.
The announcement was made after crowds pillaged
and then burned a police station in the northwestern
city of Kef. On Saturday, the police there shot and killed
at least two demonstrators and injured at least 17 others.
It was the worst violence in Tunisia since its autocratic
president, Zine el-Abidine Ben Ali, was forced into exile
on Jan. 14 after a month of nationwide antigovernment
protests. The country is currently run by a caretaker
Evacuated safely from Tunisia in the
past 24 hours, the horrific scenes of the
Tunisian Uprising are now firmly etched
forever in my head. Almost like a nice birth-
day gift, I escaped the carnage and bloody
revolt unscathed and in one piece although
at times sheer anarchy prevailed all around
me on the Tunis streets of pure pandemonium
and violent death and unleashed rage of the
nation's people.
They rightly reacted against the now fallen Ben Ali
autocratic regime of 23 years of tyanny, thuggery,
and calculated repression against their Maghreb
nation. I solidly salute the Tunisian people!!
The danger with any revolt is it begins and
ends with its goals and aims totally distorted
from its initial inception and impetus. Such
could well be the case with the Tunisian
Uprising that could see the people being
ruled by a new regime that is not much
better than the past one of Ben Ali's 23 years
of absolute rule over the defenseless Maghreb
people. That may be the final outcome, but
for now all I can see are dead bodies, blood-
soaked street protesters, trigger-happy
copz, violence at every turn, destroyed in-
frastructure like the burned out railway
station that I had travelled to and from
during my train trips here and there in
Turnisia before the start of the people's
revolt; the looting of supermarkets and
businesses, and general anarchy all
around me. Revolts are rarely pretty,
although the Jasmine Revolution is
oddly pretty to those of us who support
it whether we're Tunisian or not.
In Tunisia there are basically three social classes:
an emerging Westernized and Americanized
middle class of young educated and computer
savvy adults and high schoolers of 18 to 35 years;
the older Bedouin, Islamic and Muslim tradition-
alists of 40 to 65 years of age; and the rural and
urban poor of all ages that suffer huge lack of
work skills and educational attainment. It was
from the young and angry educated classes that
finally brought the country to open revolution
after the terrible treatment by the Tunis police
against a young university graduate seeking to
sell his market produce to feed himself while
the dastard cops stopped him trying to earn a
living along with them confiscating his food cart.
Out of utter dispair, the young man then doused
himself in petrol to protest the true tyranny of
Tunisia. What he did was to create the seeds
of the Jasmine Revolution that should bare
his good name forever - Mohamed Bouazizi of
Sidi Bouzid. He was a honest street fruit vendor.
Of the many countries that I have visited -
perhaps some 35 or so - I was struck by
the friendiness of many folkz I met inside
Tunisia, especially by the young guyz and
galz who would not only wave at me but
more times than not even stop on the streets
to chat with me and to try out their taught
English on me. I was more than glad to
share our time together. At Carthage-
Presidence, I was almost mobbed by a
group of very friendly high schoolers as
I by chance walked by the high school
during their school break. We were finally
asked to move along because we blocked
the sidewalk big time ... Whatever, I was
amazed at such friendliness from complete
strangers. I cannot imagine such happening
anywhere inside England or Europe or
America thesedays. What a pity! I just hope
the revolt does not inadvertently change
or reduce the friendliness of the Tunisians
toward foreigner visitors like me and the
thousands of other Brits and Europeans
who love the people and the country.
Tunisia: how does it compare to other countries
in the region? Is the uprising in Tunisia likely to
happen in other similar countries? Here's the data.
On a practical level, Tunisia is remarkably
inexpensive to stay compared to the rip-off
costs and prices in the UK and all over
Europe. One of my 300 mile round trips by
train cost me a mere 7 quid while a similar
trip inside Britain by train would
have probably cost me at least 85 quid!!
Eating out was a delight at finding meals
that cost me a couple of quid by avoiding
tourist traps at Sousse and elsewhere.
Hotels are cheap, too, as along as you don't
stay at Hammamet's or Monastir's swanky
hotels designed exclusively for Europeans
to pay through the nose for hotel care.
One problem, however, that should be noted
is while you can change British Sterling easily
into Tunisian Dinars - just over 2 Dinars per
quid - when you come to leave the country
the foreign exchange operators refuse to covert
your Tunisian money back into British pounds.
They will only give you Euros and/or U.S. bucks.
No information is given beforehand about that
by the Tunisian Tourist Centers to those
visiting the country. Only when you're about
to depart do you find out.
As for The Jasmine Revolution, whatever happens
in the future will now result in the rise of The New
Maghreb inside Tunisia. Whether that will be
good or bad for the people, that remains to be
seen. The old dictator Zine el-Abidine Ben Ali
is finished - "Game Over" - and his greedy and
lawless family members - and, of course, the
greedest of them all is his hated wife Leila
Trabelsi, who allegedly walked off with £37.5
million in bullion or gold bars. Presumably
stashed away either in Saudia Arabia, where
they have been given asylum, or at some fancy
and corrupt bank somewhere in the world.
Having been a small witness to the first
people's true revolution in the Arab world,
there by the grace of God I witnessed
something quite extraordinary for its
sheer speed and finality against those
who just days before could have never
imagined it could happen in of all places
like Tunisia against the tryanny and
criminal power of the Ben Ali family and
their cronies and gangsters like it has.
Bravo!! Bravo!!!
Hopefully, they will be hunted down and
put on trial and sent to the same inhumane
Tunisian prisons where they sent their
opponents for years to suffer and rot
away as political prisoners against the
Ben Ali strongman regime. Whatever
they get they will deserve with some 33
relatives of ex-first lady Leila Trabelsi
having been already arrested, thankfully.
New Cabinet first meets.
Tunisia cabinet to lift party bans. Interim
government decides to recognise previously
banned parties and adopts an amnesty
Switzerland freezes assets of ex-Tunisian leader; It
estimated he has $620 million in Swiss bank accounts.
Ministers quit new Tunisian govt. Troops
battle protesters on the streets as at least
three ministers resign from the country's
I shall watch with intense interest as more
unfolds after post-Ben Ali. I so much want to
explore Tunisia alot more and I have already
forgiven my Sousse robber of my main camera
in light of all that has happened inside his
country. Maybe he was so desperate to
survive and so poor, too, he just took it
out of me thinking I was a rich foreigner
with everything while he had little or
nothing. Not that such justified his
robbery against me, but I can now see
the economic pain that so many young
folkz lived under. That probably drove
him to robbery and others like him.
My secondary camera - or my backup
camera - was soon used to capture the
last few images I could before being
evacuated from Tunis. As for taking
images of the uprising, I felt it best not
to push the envelope by taking photos
that would draw too much attention to
me as a foreigner and the risk of getting
a bullet in my head or getting attacked
physically on the bloody and dangerous
streets when my major concern was to
focus entirely on getting out of the country
in one piece. That I did, by the grace of
our Good Lord!! Praise Him, Always!!
After I have now rested up from my re-
markable first-hand, yet gruelling and at
times rather dangerous, experience in
Tunisia, I cannot wait to undertake more
adventures around the world for 2011.
Truly, Uncle Monty.
+St. Anthony, 2011.
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At Sousse's Play Park 3 Dayz
Before The Tunisian Uprising, 2011.
3 Dayz Before Tunisian Uprising, Sousse Soccer
Fans Celebrate Cup Win All Around The Medina.
Just 1 Day before Uprising, view of a Tunisian
town from my train window on my way back to
the capital Tunis. The revolt was then brewing
unbeknown to the rail passengers and me!!
Good old gal, she is!!
Ministers quit new Tunisian govt. Troops
battle protesters on the streets as at least
three ministers resign from the country's
Wife of Tunisian president fled riot-torn country with
1.5 TONNES of gold (that should help feed the son-
in-law's pet tiger). By David Williams.
Tunisia forms unity government in effort to quell unrest.
Serving ministers of defence, interior, finance and foreign
affairs all keep their jobs alongside with newcomers from
opposition. By Angelique Chrisafis in Tunis & Ian Black.
Anglicans For JPII - Great John Paul II Will Be
Beautified May 1, 2011, By Pope Benedict XVI at Rome.
The Big Issue:
Helping The Homeless or A SCAM?
By Andrew Coates.
Edited By Uncle Monty.

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Tunis. By Uncle Monty.

Tuning Into Tunis.
By Uncle Monty Inside Tunis.
World News Agency Images.
Self-evacuation is my only choice has I have
arrived back at Tunis – the Tunisian capital –
from Sousse yesterday as the country’s
autocratic president Ben Ali has suddenly
fled abroad to Saudi Arabia and the airport
is ringed with tanks and soldiers. And, the air
space, I am told, is now closed. I cannot rely
on the British Embassy to help me, so I will
make it alone somehow from here on out.
Right now, I’m not scared but just worried
I might get trapped here against my own will
and safety. I have enough money with me to
hold out for about two weeks as long as I
don’t get robbed again like I did earlier of
my camera at sweet and sour Sousse.
Tunis Security Forces At The Dreaded Interior Ministry.
The placid Tunis I had seen 10 days earlier
was now forever rapidly changed as huge
angry crowds of street protesters rightly
demanded reforms and the end of political
and social repression and rampant corruption
by the cronies and gangsters supporting Ben
Ali’s 23 years of one man rule at the expense
and desperation of the true Tunisian people.
I'm also sure some live bullets whizzed past
my old Anglican head! I must say it's quite
an unusual and dangerous start to
the New Year 2011 for me.
After my earlier depressing visit to Libya’s
Tripoli, I’m now confronted with a growing war
zone inside Tunisia that I had not planned for
during my independent itinernary and winter
holiday across North Africa. In any event, I am
now "tuning into Tunis" to safeguard my life.
I’ll be lucky if I get out the country in one piece
or not to get shot either by accident or deliber-
ately by the Tunis goon squad on the streets ...
I’m hoping to be back safely at my homebase
by my upcoming birthday next week ...
I trust in the good Lord to protect and
guide me! Amen!!
Indeed, It's The First Wikileaks Revolution. Bravo!
THEBIGGERISSUE.ORG: WikiLeaks. By Uncle Monty.
In the photo at the far left background is the
Tunis National Legislature on Rue de Mohamed
V. at where machine gun toting cops gathered.
In the foreground the billboard shows President
Ben Ali, whose presidential mugshot is plastered
all over the country without exception.
Tunisia in turmoil as President flees from the anger
of the dispossessed. Tourists evacuated and state of
emergency declared as one of North Africa's longest-
standing regimes falls to popular protest.
By Charlotte McDonald-Gibson.
Holiday Britons' war zone terror: 3,000 tourists
trapped as Tunisia teeters on the brink of civil war.
By David Williams & Rebecca Evans.
Ben Ali flees to Saudi Arabia. Riyadh confirms
arrival of former Tunisian president who fled violent
social protests over unemployment and corruption.
Old 1892 Tunisian Centimes Issued
under French Rule from 1881 to 1957.
My escape is now planned, Uncle Monty.
+Eve of 2nd Sunday of Epiphany, 2011.
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Sousse. By Uncle Monty.

:: Latest From Tunisia's Unrest ::
President Ben Ali flees country following more of today's
violent clashes in the capital, Tunis. The Army is now in
charge. Airport hard to get to. Grim situation getting worse!
Jan. 14th, 2011.
Protesters seek Ben Ali resignation.
Behind Tunisia Unrest, Rage Over Wealth of Rulers.
By David D. Patrick, The New York Times.
Tunisian president, calling for calm, says he won't run for re-
election. Tunisia's autocratic president, struggling to contain
deadly riots that have threatened his authority, made sweep-
ing pledges for political and media freedom and said he will
leave the presidency — but not until his term ends in 2014.
By Bouazza Ben Bouazza & Elaine Ganley.
The Associated Press
Dear Monty – Be careful in Tunisia. Don’t
play with fire there. You could get hurt or
shot dead by the trigger-happy riot police
if you get near those street protests against
the Tunis government. Remember you’re
a foreigner. Not a local Tunisian. So again
be careful Monty. The story about Sousse
sounds like a bittersweet experience. I would
think the crook who robbed your camera has
done things before like snatching handbags,
purses, laptops, and mobiles from his unsus-
pecting victims. Be careful it doesn’t happen
again. Get home soon. I’m worried to death
while you’re in Tunis. Take great care Monty,
dear one. Much, much, love, Phillippa York.
January 14th, 2011.

Sweet & Sour Sousse.
By Uncle Monty at North
Africa's Gulf of Hammamet.
Located at the Gulf of Hammamet, Sousse
is about 110 miles directly south of the
Tunisian capital of Tunis. Established
some 3,000 years ago and even before the
famed Roman Carthage became supreme,
Sousse is a medium size community of about
170,000 people and during the booming tourist
season it then swells hugely in population.
Sousse seems to be attractive to white English
working class folkz from the
ones I saw at the
beach front at where many had boiling red

skins after languishing in the sun all day upon
arriving from wintery Britain with rather
plain pale and untanned faces. Many of them
stay at expensive tourist hotels, while I did
not by staying like I am at Hôtel Mabrouka
on Rue d'Italie in the heart of Sousse for a
mere 12 Tunisian Dinars or about six quid
per night. Sure it isn't fancy for that price,
but who cares as long as the bed sheets are
clean with a comfy bed to soundly sleep on
like I have. Sousse is an ideal location to ex-
plore many other parts of Arab Tusinia, too.
That I am most certainly doing for sure.
Traditional Horse Racing Inside Arab Tunisia.
Internal unrest taking place right now inside
once peaceful Arab Tunisia, as shown in the
above lead story image, has already resulted in
as many as 50 young people having been shot
dead by the riot police during street protests
over massive unemployment and lack of de-
cent jobs. Tunisian President Zine El Abidine
Ben Ali, 74 - who is a law unto himself after his
tight grip of 23 years in office under his one party
political system - is now faced with the ugly
reality of his own doing while he and his own
cronies have lived off the hog for years as
the people have gotten poorer and poorer.
And, more desperate. "Necessity makes even
the meek brave," says that old saying. Once on
the streets they're no longer meek, thankfully!
23 die in clashes between Tunisia jobs protesters and
police. President blames foreign parties for civil unrest, as law-
yers and journalists protest over 'police brutality' and censorship.
Troops deploy in capital as Tunisia dismisses minister.
Protest leaders say 50 have been killed and excessive
police brutality reported. Prime Minister Mohamed
Ghannouchi also announced that most prisoners arrested
during nearly a month of riots are being freed. AFP.
Tunisia unrest reflects a larger problem.
Arab world needs comprehensive reform
packages to deal with socio-economic issues.
Every country in the world today has heavily equipped
riot police that are oftentime given a free license to
kill and torture even peaceful protesters at the
hands of the state. Tunisia is no exception, of course.
All police are fundermentally a law unto themselves
whether they are riot-equipped or not. The intrusion
of the police into our lives is growing daily whether
we have committed a crime or not. The state is
also a law unto itself that deploys its police to control
political and social protest and dissent by the country’s
angry people. Worse still, no amount of tax money is
spared to spend on equipping such police even in places
like passive England. Deadly force against the people
is also common among so many governments these-
days despite living in our ditigal age of the 21st century.
They are accountable to nobody but themselves
are the all-powerful state and their violent police.
Almost everywhere I have been in the past week inside
Tunisia I have noticed coachloads of Arab cops, stationed
here and there, with their loaded guns and riot shields at
the ready. I saw such at Carthage-Hannibal in the
north. Then at Sfax at the Gulf of Gabes in the south
and at Monastir in the east and at Kairouan in the west
to enforce Ben Ali’s one man rule. Only at tiny Dar El
Jem – boasting the world’s third largest Colosseo di
Rome - did I not see such riot ready cops. And every-
where you go there are large presidential photos of
Ben Ali with his hand crossed over his heart. One
would almost think he was an Arab king or shah.
Tunisia's youth finally has revolution on its mind. We've
become used to gossiping about the regime and feeling that
we're plotting. But now we see the time to rebel has come.
At Sousse itself, such cops were evident on Av. De La
Republique and Av. H. Bourguiba. Aside from that two
others things occurred at sweet Sousse that was pretty
sour while here. One was seeing a traffic cop chewing out
a driver very badly about something and suddenly the
driver had had enough of the bullying cop and so he hit
the car pedal and off he went at high speed with skid
marks left in his wake. The cop was almost run over at
that point before he realized what had happened to him.
It was, too, late!
As for me, sour Sousse also came into full play a day or
so later. I was out photographing at nearby Av. Med
Karoui, when I saw a young guy on the corner and de-
cided to ask him directions back into town. Many young
Tunisians are multilingual so alot of them speak relatively
good English from my experience. Whatever, I was per-
haps no more than two or three minutes with the guy
when he suddenly rushed me and snatched my main
camera from its lanyard around me neck. It was the last
place I had expected to be robbed since up until that point
I felt extremely safe at wherever I’d been inside Tunisia.
Running like a fast fox, the Muslim bastard ran off with
my prize camera that was now his. He could keep the
camera if he wanted it for all that I wanted back was my
memory card or digital stick with some 400+ images
I had taken earlier while inside Libya’s Tripoli and
then later all over Tunisia. The next day, I went back
to the same spot in the hope he might just show his face
again knowing, like I did, that he lived nearby at where
he had robbed me. My hope was to offer him to buy
my camera back or just my memory card so that I had
at least my coveted images back. It was, too, late!
I never saw him again or my camera or my memory
card. What makes me so vex is that my camera will
be absolutely useless to him or non-saleable once the
battery goes dead since I suspect he has no battery
charger for the camera nor any download cord
unless he has a multicard reader or software for my
camera which I doubt. But worse still, is the loss of
my 400+ images that will be meaningless to such a
sour Sousse street criminal like him at perhaps 18
or 19 years of age. He must have heeded, however,
the old dictum – “Don’t go back to the crime scene.”
Did I report my loss to the police? No! They couldn’t
do a thing to help me retrieve my camera,
so why bother them?
So what it all came down to for me was simply:
“Sweet & Sour Sousse” has I now head back by
train to the Tunisian capital of Tunis with its one
million population and at where social and political
unrest had reached its environs in the last day or
so with armoured tanks patrolling some of the
streets. I hadn't arrived at North Africa to
witness a war zone, know did I? Nope!!
Classic Bedouin Horseman at the Desert of Tunisia.
:: Story Update ::
Tunisian president says he will not seek re-election in 2014.
By Amy Fallon.
Greetings from Sweet & Sour Sousse, Uncle Monty.
+Aelred of Hexham, Abbot of Rievaulx, 2011.
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Tuning Into Tunis. By Uncle Monty.
Such is the next story of his inside Tunisia.
Coming soon ...
The Big Issue – Helping The Homeless
Or A Scam? By Andrew Coates.
Edited By Uncle Monty.



Out of Africa. By Uncle Monty.

Out of Crude & Cruel Africa.
By Uncle Monty at Libya's Tripoli.
Photos By Fernando Moleres.
Photograbs By Alex Albion.
Looking here at the stark and inhuman images
of how so many Africans live and behave, there is
almost a "Twilight Zone" barbarity and violence
that is seemingly so prevalent in the overhaul
crude and cruel black subculture of Africa today.
No. 2 - Sleeping "Quarters" For The Juvenile Inmates.
Fernando Moleres’ photos shown herein from the above
caption picture to the scrolled down No. 6 image, speak
volumes of not only the barbaric prison conditions of
imprisoned Sierra Leone juvenile delinquents but also
of Africa’s appalling and long record of violence and
savagery against their own kind.
No. 3 - The Juvenile Records Office!
Blacks are always complaining about white racism
against them, but the fact of the matter is that tribal
prejudice and racial discrimination is far deeper and
more widespread among Africans themselves than by
any alleged racism committed by whites or Caucasians.
No. 4 - Showers Available Only When It Rains.
And no matter what, all blacks are inherently tribal.
Such helps explain their living propensiity towards
violence and irrationality. It doesn’t take much for
even the most civilized and Anglicized black to restort
and to revert back to tribalism at any given point.
No. 5 - In Take of Juvenile Convicts.
Thus these images of life inside Sierra Leone's
youth prison confirms tribalism is still alive and
well inside 21st century Africa. With the African
Diaspora of millions flooding the world and also
such countries like the UK to Israel to China and
back, the inherent violent character of blacks
will come home to roost in those countries now
swamped with such primitive immigrants,
illegals, and fake ayslum seekers, like we
see in the UK and Europe today.
African immigrants protest Israeli detention center.
By Daniella Cheslow, Associated Press writer.
No. 6 - Just one bog or loo for hundreds of imprisoned JDs.
Here we now go across Africa - from Côte d'Ivoire
to Kenya to Nigeria to Somalia - to find crazy
Africans acting out for all to see ...
Crazies At Kenya.
Crazies at Nigeria.
Crazies at Côte d'Ivoire .
Crazies At Somalia.
The problem with so many Africans are they’re
oftentimes so crazy, so crude and so cruel, it's
all part of their subcultural baggage that they
take with them as immigrants and asylum
seekers no matter wherever they go. Our
UK prisons and mental hospitals are now full
of them since New Labour’s hideous mass
immigration of 3.8 million Africans for over
a period of13 years while then in power.
We’re also going to have to build more prisons
and mental hospitals to accommode them for
their life in UK. Such is the scourge that New
Labour has inflicted on the British people
and the socialist gangsters have
now gotten away with it, too.
Africans are always protesting in their host country.
The problem is that they give the least and always
want the most. In England, they’ve been treated as
if they’re entitled to everything and the country is
now flooded and stampeded with them along with
their skyrocketing birth rates that continue to over-
whelm our infrastructure and once economic pros-
perity. Mass immigration under Britain's vile New
Labour has cost the country £13 billion per annum.
Such only helps squander the wealth of the nation.
And what for? To allow the bloody British socialists
to attain a hellhole of stinking multiracialism and
multiculturalism that defies and flies in the face of
the very essence of the British people. Odious Tony
Blair defiantly issued almost a million Brit passports
to unwanted immigrants, fake asylum seekers and
foreigners who came to sponge free benefits off
New Labour that gladly encouraged them to do so.
Now we have urban ghettoes of the like never be-
fore seen in the UK. And, it’s going to get worse by
each generation that will further destroy what was
once beautiful England. We also see how New Labour
brought in masses of immigrants from the scum
of the barrel and the riffraff of menacing Muslims
that are a national curse much like was New Labour
that let them pollute our Christian history and
English culture from here on out. Worse still,
we’ve now got so many Muslim and African
crazies that bodes no good except for more
bloody and messy trouble from them for
generations to come in the UK. Such is
the criminal and outrageous curse left for
us by God damn New Labour. On a daily
basis in London, I always seem to see
British copz answering urgent calls at
where Africans or other blacks are the
centre of some crime or dispute or dis-
turbance in which the police have been
called. More blacks equates to more
street crime, more murders, more
violence and more dangerous gangs.
It's as simple as that ...
WEST AFRICA: Pick of the year IRINnews
Eurozone crisis 'will bring influx of migrants.'
By Nigel Morris.
So don't complain, too, that I have presented
a negative, but realistic, picture from out of
crude and cruel Africa, because what has been
presented here is absolutely true of what is
going on today in much of Dark Africa that
sees little hope of any positive change to re-
duce such barbarity and violence among the
natives. Indeed, the future looks even
grimmer with the rapid rise of African
Mussulmen or Muslims terrorizing the
people and their demands to create Sharia
nations throughout Africa. I will also shortly
have a new story entitled - QURBANI:
How Muslims Have Tightened Their
Grip on the UK. It is truly scary!!
Truly, Uncle Monty.
+The Epiphany, 2011.
Guess Who Is This Son of Bitch?
Clue: Bomb In His Dirty Underpants!
^ He's A Dangerous African Mussulman. ^
(Muslima) Mother in mental unit after girl,
age four, is found mutilated. By Felix Allen.
A mother (an African) suspected of murdering her
four-year-old daughter and cutting out her heart
was being held in a secure mental health unit today.
Nusayba Bharuchi's mutilated body was found at
the family's flat in London's Clapton after police
were called to a disturbance.
The child had reportedly been stabbed to death and
her heart and other organs removed and placed in
different rooms.
Her mother, 35-year-old Shayma Bharuchi, who is
thought to be Somalian, was allegedly found by the
corpse, rocking back and forth, chanting and listening
to Koranic verses on an mp3 player. She was arrested
but doctors declared her unfit for police interview.
An inquest was due to be opened and adjourned
today at Poplar coroner's court.
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