Christy Lawrance retweeted
I will lose what remains of my mind if I see one more ‘Russell Brand was a threat to the establishment’ post.
A multi millionaire celebrity, indulged & courted by the media & political classes, IS THE FUCKING ESTABLISHMENT!
He was no threat to anyone except WOMEN.
Christy Lawrance retweeted
Thousands of people on Oxford Street helped break the official Guinness World Records title for the most people simultaneously casting a spell during a Harry Potter-themed Christmas lights switch-on event.
Christy Lawrance retweeted
I know this isn't the point but I'd watch the shit out of a film called Polar Vortex
People warned to stock up on 6 food items as polar vortex snow forecast liverpoolecho.co.uk/news/uk-…
Christy Lawrance retweeted
This was up for sale and I missed it! Ach well, if you're not fast you're last!
I love Chloe's defiance, even Belzebub's penis cowers before her marvellous minge.
The Hairy Prospect; or, The Devil in a Fright, Thomas Rowlandson, c. 1800.
The poem is below:
Christy Lawrance retweeted
People claiming today we didn't know about Brand's misogyny in 2013. We did.
I tweeted this after his stunt at the 2013 GQ Awards delighted the Left. Later, I was told to not to criticise Brand's stint at the NS if I wanted ever to be commissioned there.
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Christy Lawrance retweeted
My mum told me she didn't think I was gay. She genuinely thought I was taking the piss. In fact, she was absolutely convinced my brother was. He liked hanging around with the girls creating dance routines. I loved sports and martial arts. She was wrong, obviously. Even when I started dating the first psycho on the way to eventually finding my happy ever after years later, she was still completely convinced it was a phase.
I survived as I'm not a soft bastard. She loves my other half like her own son 28 years later, and I can categorically tell you, jailing my mum for five years wouldn't have benefited me, my brothers, or in society in anyway because she thought I was initially taking the piss, as I'd been doing at every opportunity since I was able to talk to her.
Christy Lawrance retweeted
One hundred years ago in 1925 women finally won the fight to have their own, single sex swimming pond on Hampstead Heath.
Please can we have it back now?
Christy Lawrance retweeted
Someone needs to make this now using AI.
I think the #JohnLewisChristmas ad in 20 years time should revisit this family as granny’s will is being read out. And she’s left the lot to a donkey sanctuary.
Karma, you materialistic little sods.
Christy Lawrance retweeted
This is the most 'fanned out' photo of a little bird I've ever taken! 😀
It's a female Chaffinch head on, using it's wings and tail to slow down. 😍😊🐦
Christy Lawrance retweeted
I want you all to know this.
There are 650 MPs in Parliament. Yet the one MP chosen by @UKLabour to Chair the Bill Committee for the controversial, dangerous and dismally bad draft legislation, the Conversion Practices Bill, is Alex Barros-Curtis. Until July 2024, when Alex was given a very safe Labour seat in Cardiff, he was the Head of the Labour Party's Governance and Legal Unit in London. This was a department set up to investigate complaints against members of the Labour Party. Complaints of antisemitism, Islamophobia, abuse, and of course latterly, mostly women holding legally-protected 'Gender Critical' (sex realist) beliefs. Alex oversaw the investigation of hundreds of members who liked or tweeted gender critical or feminist views. I was one of them. He investigated me, as a sitting Labour MP, for 13 months.
13 months to 'investigate' one like of one tweet. I had a great lawyer, one of the names we're all now familiar with, and I had to crowdfund to pay for his (excellent) work.
They first tried in 2020. But the screenshots crudely attached to that passive aggressive, threatening-sounding email from LP admin staff were so risible that I replied that it was too ridiculous for me to waste my precious time on. They left it. Years of Starmer bumbling and stuttering through interviews about whether he had spoken to me, whether he supported me, etc followed. My feminist sins continued apace.
And then I 'liked' a tweet by my GC comedian friend @Glinner. He had mocked Eddie'Suzy' for comparing his choice to wear traditional women's clothing, fake plastic breasts and nails, to those being persecuted by the Nazis during WWII. I found his sarcasm, as a award-winning comedy writer in the face of such offensive narcissism amusing and so 'liked' it. I found it absurd and obscene that Izzard, an extremely privileged and wealthy man, who openly changed his 'gender' at will, should write himself into history falseley as someone who would have been oppressed due to a circumstance beyond his control. We all know the groups who were tortured, starved and killed...
There is obviously more to my story, I will tell it all, it's just one chapter of the years of spiteful abusive and bullying practices meted out to me by the Labour Party managers. Not those who'd achieved office on merit, or even unexpectedly, but those in the club, often having failed to be elected themselves.
So Barros-Curtis who we were repeatedly told led 'the many *independent* inquiries into women members and MPs like me, now often stands as a trans-rights activist on the Labour backbenches. He has also been gifted the role of Chair of this Committee and is a huge supporter of this Bill. And I am not a part of the Bill Committee, although plenty of TRA MPs are. Does that sound like the democratic scrutiny of legislation to you?
Christy Lawrance retweeted
In the middle of World War Two, German soldiers in southeastern Poland started avoiding a cluster of villages.
They wouldn't go in. They wouldn't take people out for forced labor. They put up warning signs and stayed away.
They believed the area was infected with typhus.
It wasn't. Two doctors had invented the whole thing.
The man behind it was Eugene Lazowski, a young Polish doctor working for the Red Cross in the town of Rozwadów. He was watching the Nazi occupation tear his country apart. Executions. Deportations. People shipped off to labor camps, many never coming back.
He wanted to stop it. He had no weapons, no army, and no way to fight.
What he had was medicine.
His friend and fellow doctor, Stanisław Matulewicz, had discovered something strange. If you injected a person with a harmless, dead strain of a certain bacteria, their blood would test positive for typhus.
They wouldn't be sick at all. But on paper, they'd look like they had one of the most feared diseases of the war.
And the Germans were terrified of typhus. It spread fast, it killed, and it could tear through an army. When the Germans found it, they quarantined the area and kept their distance.
Lazowski realized what that meant. If he could make enough people look infected, the Germans would leave the whole region alone.
So he started injecting his patients.
He chose carefully. He sent the blood samples to German labs for testing, exactly as the rules required. The results came back positive. Again and again.
The Germans declared an epidemic zone. Villages were quarantined. Soldiers kept out. People who would have been seized for forced labor or worse were left alone, because nobody wanted to go near them.
Lazowski had to be careful. If too many cases looked fake, someone would ask why nobody was dying. So he spread out the injections over time and kept the outbreak believable.
Eventually the Germans did get suspicious. They sent a team of doctors to inspect.
Lazowski met them with food and vodka and played the gracious host. He guided them toward the sickest looking, dirtiest patients he could find, in the most crowded rooms. The German doctors, worried about catching typhus themselves, took a few samples and left in a hurry.
The tests came back positive.
The fake epidemic lasted until the end of the war. Estimates say it may have protected around 8,000 people.
Lazowski also secretly helped Jews from the nearby ghetto, giving them medical care at enormous risk.
After the war he moved to the United States and became a professor of pediatrics in Chicago. For decades he barely talked about what he'd done. Late in life he finally wrote a memoir. He called it My Private War.
He died in 2006.
He never fired a shot. He beat the Nazis with a needle and a lab test.
Christy Lawrance retweeted
Cat names from Old Irish legal texts:
Bréone = ‘little flame’
Cruibne = ‘little paws’
Glas Nenta = ‘nettle grey’
Méone = ‘little meow’
🎨Book of Kells. Source: Kelly, Early Irish Farming p123. #NationalCatDay 🐈
Christy Lawrance retweeted
The male Mandarin is rightly lauded as a stunning duck, but I think the female has a special charm of her own, don't you agree? 😍🦆😊
