The real Game of Thrones….

August 13, 2017 at 5:45 pm 1 comment

It is the very last series of the great TV Box Set Game of Thrones, but who would have thought that the real-life geo-politics of today would overshadow the mythical drama in terms of intrigue, the struggle for power, unbelievable hairstyles, murder, dynastic inbreeding, and, the threat of war on a global stage?

In the rich, vast lush lands of the West, in the Land of the Bald Eagle, Emperor Trump the Stupid sits upon a great faux gold throne in his mighty self-branded tower, surrounded by his family. As he strokes the thigh of his very, very, very and smart lovely daughter, his hairdresser sobs silently in a dark room, and, the neckerchief industry bemoans his total disregard for the fact that ties should never be worn below the belt buckle, even if intended as a distraction from an inadequate manhood. Wringing small, orange, sweaty hands Trump the Stupid plots global domination while eating apple pie and tweeting – the little bluebirds of Twitter being his own messenger crows through which to inform his acolytes.

In the East, the petulant Kim Jong-Un the Fat, from the Land of the Chollima and n the Shadow of the Dragon, surveys his desolate dominion from his dark tower adorned with the severed heads of family members. Bored, he orders his royal alchemists to conjure Greek fire and build mighty catapults, while his hairdresser sobs silently in a dark room. He is Korean Kim father of Kim, son of Kim the son of Kim, inventor of the hamburger, and he eyes the wealth, golf courses and the daughter of the House of Bald Eagle jealously, ignoring those neighbours in the Land of the Dragon who would wish him to be quiet and unseen and who seek to distract him with videos of somersaulting pandas, shiny things and hamburgers.

And in the hot and distant lands of the Middle East, Africa the bigots and fanatics of a twisted religion rise under a banner of black to fill the power and political voids left from previous wars in this Great Games of Thrones, in which the Empire of the Bald Eagle had swept away despots and dictators who had been cruel to their people, and who sought the Greek fire for themselves, while threatening to withhold access to the black gold which fuelled the factories and war machines of Trump the Stupid and his forefathers. The Sons of Isis seek to define a new Caliphate and to wreak fire and fury upon the non-believers, turning brother against brother, Muslim against Muslim, East against West, beheading Christians and enslaving their women as they drove migrant after migrant before them.

Meanwhile, in the Land of the Great Bear, Vlad the Bare Chested twists a further skewer into a tiny voodoo doll of the Statue of Liberty and chuckles as his cyber-hackers spin their magic to bring down the once great democracies of the West and the NHS while his missiles rid the skies of Malaysian airliners and his iron-clad tanks roll ever westward, unopposed. Vlad chuckles quietly to himself in a vodka induced reverie as his vassal in the West launches fire and fury at his irksome rivals in the East, while at home in the Land of the Bald Eagle towns burn as white is turned against black, women against man, and mighty walls are built to turn back those who would steal their jobs and rape their women

Further to the South, Vlad’s minion, Maduro of the Moustache, spreads his evil ideology under the guise of equality for all in return for burning the houses of the wealth creators, turning citizen against citizen in a bloody civil war.

And in the West, in the Land of the Sleeping Lion, his minion, Corbyn of the Cap, spreads his evil ideology under the guise of equality for all in return for burning the houses of the wealth creators and a guaranteed seat on a train, turning old against young, North against South, the Many against the Few and the Jew, and a once proud nation turns its back on old allies and friends in search of nostalgia and a lost Empire and a land where mighty walls are built to turn back those who would steal their jobs and rape their women.

Someone should make this into a TV series…..

 

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  • 1. Patricia Pover  |  August 14, 2017 at 10:12 am

    Brilliant such a scream but terribly true .More please xxxx

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