Four More Allegations of Midazolam Murder Added to PCP After Judge Commits Obstruction
In relation to the allegations against the Midazolam Murderers, as I initially disclosed to the wonderful audience who packed the opening night at Speakeasy Comedy Club last Saturday, where I performed stand-up for the first time since 2007, then on Twitter a couple of days ago, after sitting on the evidence bundle in PUB’s Private Criminal Prosecution for the better part of four months, the presiding judge sent us the following ‘decision’ last week:
“I have considered the application and I have now decided not to consider it…”
Now if that’s not a contradiction in terms, I’ve never seen one, but it actually gets even worse because her bone-shakingly unwise reason given for deciding not to consider the application was that three of the eight defendants listed on the first page of the application cannot be named – but that is because their NHS employers have thus far failed to comply with the demands of the witnesses in our case to disclose them.
Moreover, even if that were a ground for not considering the application, which it most certainly isn’t because there are five defendants who are named, there are binding precedents which demonstrate that she was bound to issue summonses against the named defendants and to order that the police ascertain those who are as yet unidentified by their NHS employers.
In other words, it is yet another miscarriage of justice, in a tyrannous system that is broken beyond repair.
Fuck The System & All Who Perpetuate It
Nevertheless, in spite of the attempt to railroad the PCP into a brick wall, amended papers are currently being drawn up by myself and the rest of the PUB team, which will not contain any of the allegations previously made against the three as yet unidentified defendants [until such time that they are identified], thereby exposing the judge’s single reason given as the nonsensical nullity it is and giving her no alternative but to allow the case to proceed or face obstruction of justice charges.
Furthermore, the amended application will be significantly bolstered by an additional four witness statements making exactly the same allegations as the other harrowing testimonies the presiding judge has unforgivably overlooked, thereby delaying justice for the victims’ families, as well as willfully obstructing it, at least according to the legal advice we have received from the former Senior Crown Prosecutor who will sign off on those charges if required.
However, the judge will be given one final chance to reconsider her decision not to consider the application to summons the Midazolam murderers who stand accused, in which she will be required to summons them to answer to the charges before a jury; and in the event she doesn’t administer them accordingly by issuing the summonses and listing the matter for trial, our barrister will file obstruction charges on behalf of the People’s Union of Britain in another Magistrates Court.
If the establishment delays, perverts or obstructs justice one more time in the event we are forced to do so, we will convene a real Common Law Grand Jury – not the legally toothless one that people have misplaced their faith in – and our barrister will seek on our behalf the just outcome that has been denied us for the last eighteen months, which will be enforced by the order of a Justice of the Peace.
So fuck the system and all who perpetuate it because if they think we were not prepared for this eventuality long ago, they really haven’t been paying attention because we never let the actions of criminals dressed in ermine deter us from seeking that which we are entitled to by birthright.
Moreover, justice will be seen to be done and there will be much gnashing of teeth, as well as soiling of expensive undercrackers, before that transpires. But it will be done, one way or another. Of that you may rest assured. Necessarily including the arrest of Hancock et al, come the day of reckoning, which edges ever closer.
Speakeasy Revolution
Now we come to a subject which I know some of you are a little confused about. To wit:
Why the fuck is Michael O’Bernicia doing stand-up comedy all of a sudden?
The answer to that question may be obvious to some of you, especially those who attended the launch of Speakeasy on Saturday, but I will endeavour to elucidate for those who are still scratching their chins about it.
In simple terms, releasing the first part of The Three Faced Terrorist in February brought more heat on me that anything I’ve done before, which pretty much resulted in my ability to promote my own work on almost every platform being either suspended, curtailed or terminated.
However, this coincided with the coming together of the triumvirate behind the new 22 venue Speakeasy Comedy Circuit – the uproariously funny, blacklisted Canadian comic, Craig Campbell, his best mate and manager John Robson and myself.
Within just the past three weeks, we put together a team of UCT trustees and some of their family members, who put together a purpose-built comedy club for our launch night, which will now be our flagship venue under UCT’s government free jurisdiction, after the first truly barnstorming night of uncensored stand-up comedy in the Speakeasy Revolution, which is coming to a village, town or city near you in the near future, so keep your eyes peeled for further details of the gigs currently being booked and scheduled as I write this.
Opening Night 5 Star Reviews
After just a few hours had passed the day after the opening night, we started receiving 5 star reviews from dozens of people who packed the audience for two and a half hours of unbridled hilarity, such as this particularly memorable one:
“The night was one of the most enjoyable since this damn plandemic started.
Excellent hosts of the venue. A real personal touch and down to earth – not a snowflake in sight. So welcoming and ‘normal’.
The acts were great and lovely to be able to laugh about the whole experience, but also a more mature and intelligent understanding of the psychology of what they’ve been doing to people who allow and promote it – I appreciated that.
Just the best event I’ve been to for 4+ years. So thank you so showing us there is a spark of greatness in comedy that is going to come back stronger than ever before with some great intelligence behind it and some great humour to help heal the horror that’s built over the last 20 years!”
These words have been echoed by almost everybody we have talked to who was at the gig, so many of whom said they haven’t laughed so much in many years, whilst Craig, Tania Edwards and Steve Hughes had the best gigs they can remember having in a comedy club for too long and they chatted all the way back home, in spite of their physical exhaustion, with the comic’s camaraderie of the old days, when being dangerously funny was a badge of honour, not an allegation on a police charge sheet.
In short, the launch of the Speakeasy Revolution could not have been more explosive, just as we intended. Because if the jester does not dare to savagely attack the king who lords over him with menace, malice and malevolence, freedom can never prevail over tyranny.
Hence, the return of the Speakeasy, in the form of a comedy club near you, featuring only the very best of cancelled comedians, as well as up to the minute latest from me, which you won’t get anywhere else – even on this blog – is heralding the end of the godless gobshite of all that is woke and ushering in a cultural revolution founded on laughter, not politics.
On the basis that nobody fears that which they can belly laugh at voluntarily after hearing a joke, whereas politics is nothing but the dark art of teaching people to fear the consequences of not voting for them, largely for the material gain of those who hold the purse strings – the same white collar criminals who get to say who gets cancelled and who has manufactured, fake success handed to them on a plate, provided they agree to sell their souls and keep their mouths zipped about anything that adversely affects their private vested interests.
In other words, at all Speakeasy clubs, we will be committed to laughing our arses off at the privileged parasites who lord over us with tyrannical diktats none of us will obey, before telling them to go fuck themselves while they can because pretty soon the suicides which their profoundly evil actions have caused over the last two years alone will look like the best option they have left, when the sword of righteousness mercilessly slays the beast of tyrannical central government.
Final Notice
Talking of criminals, it has been reported to me multiple times that Simon Goldberg and Ian Stamp have been commercially exploiting my work and criminally charging people for it, which I have expressly forbidden by public notice many years since, including on this blog and in relation to the lien and NOCA processes documented upon these pages and on other websites and forums.
This shall therefore be considered notice to them, given they almost certainly stole and misappropriated my intellectual property for fraudulent purposes, that unless I am provided with prima facie evidence they are not guilty of what they stand accused of by people who would angrily testify against them, having allegedly already been fleeced by the same, the evidence we have will be used in non-judicial damages claims against their personal estates, using the very processes they stole from me, pretending they had the right to sell them for their own material gain.
Let that also be a warning to the others who are doing the same in the name of UCT because we’ve already got evidence files with documents, audio and video which show you are all standing on the same legal quicksand, so you had better pack it in now or you will sink into severe financial consequences, as your assets will be liened up by the inventor of the process to lien up the assets of fraudsters just like you.
Massive Thanks To Subscribers
Finishing on a much less adversarial note, a massive thank you goes out to all my subscribers who have supported me in any way over the past few months, when the turbulence in the public facing side of my life and work has been attacked more fiercely than ever before, during which my adversaries have aggressively attempted to shut down every aspect of my content production and distribution operations, which suddenly became prohibitively expensive when I was cancelled on social media by Vimeo, LinkedIn and Facebook.
Were it nor for those of you who threw tips of any value in the Tips Jar, I would not have been able to continue my output without putting everything behind a paywall for subscribers only beyond the end of March, given that my overheads are now twice as much as they were at the start of the year.
Nevertheless, your generosity has guaranteed that my content will remain paywall free, at least for the foreseeable future. For which I and all the people who benefit from my work without having to pay for it, owe you a debt of gratitude.
I will therefore be giving away twenty two tickets to Speakeasy gigs to see myself, Craig, Tania, Steve and the best comics left standing, at one of twenty two venues nationwide over the next few months, in my next subscriber-only newsletter, to twenty two of those who threw a tip in the jar.
