MICHAEL WALSH HUMOUR: Long before the term political correctness had any meaning there was a richness to riposte that is sadly lacking in today’s vernacular. Those in the public eye often captured the headlines with a sneering wisecrack at an opponent. Newspaper editors too risked their readers’ wrath with an occasional derisive comeback.
MIKE WALSH RADIO SHOW With a relaxed coffee table approach to today’s show, veteran activist Mike Walsh is joined by host Andrew Carrington Hitchcock in a conversational ramble through the past, the present and the future. One of the questions asks if ethnic-European apathy and lethargy are the main contributors to the Fall of the White Race, the contamination of White blood? An interesting thought-provoking radio session that will leave you deep in thought.
The easiest way to understand a man is to look at his woman. On the woman he chose and achieved. Everything else is not as important as a woman next to a man. A strong, well-willed, well-groomed woman means that a man is worth something and has self-respect. He will go far and wide. He already got the top prize. He was able to win the love of such a woman.
Michael Walsh was born during the Liverpool Blitz in which thousands died and half the domestic properties were destroyed, Michael’s childhood was marred by extreme deprivation. He and his childhood friends collected and sold bottles, clothes and horse manure. Coke (coal) filled handcarts were used to purchase domestic fuel.
Do supporters of the ‘Far Right is always Right by Far’ movement understand the difference between giving money away and investing? It appears not.
Amazon and LULU online retailers ‘punished’ Michael Walsh – not just by banning his best-selling history books but by summarily removing from their shopping basket his entire 70-plus range of collection of books; novels, user manuals, advice books.
We sat at home with my husband, reading when my mobile sounded an incoming call from an unknown number. I’m taking a drink, and picking up my mobile I hear an unfamiliar voice. I can hear what some old grandmother is saying. ‘Help, I’m locked up here, no food, nothing to drink, I’m dying!’ The phone then went dead.
We are all familiar with the terms, slap an’ tickle, hanky-panky or a little bit of how’s your father? Such colourful expressions amusingly suggest that we are more comfortable with alternatives to the taboo three-letter word.
MICHAEL WALSH RIDING ON THE AIRWAVES With over 100 radio shows behind him; in fact, nearly 200 if one includes broadcasters other than The AHC (Andrew Carrington-Hitchcock) team ups, veteran euro-patriot is always worth listening to.
Michael Walsh’s poem, The Garden Bower, evoked a story from a North American reader who writes: I have had these conversations since the last ten years with my husband Bert, who died so tragically. His soul left his body in 2009 when he signalled me by illuminating my office with the most radiant warm glow. When I looked outside there was a beautiful red cardinal bird sitting on the giant spruce tree in my back garden.
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