I'm Peter Brierley

One of the men who I admire in the current climate of celebrity
is Peter Brierley*, father of soldier killed in Iraq, who on meeting
Tony Blair refused to shake hands, saying "you have my son's blood on your hands"
I would rather see and hear from ordinary people on my television
and radio like Peter than no-marks like Cheryl Headbutt ( On 11 January 2003, Cole was involved in an altercation with a nightclub toilet attendant, Sophie Amogbokpa, in "The Drink" nightclub in Guildford (now called "Harper's"). Cole was subsequently charged with racially aggravated assault (she had allegedly called Amogbokpa a "jigaboo") and assault occasioning actual bodily harm. During her trial, Cole claimed she acted in self-defence (claiming she had been punched first) and denied using racially abusive language. The jury found her guilty of assault occasioning actual bodily harm, but cleared her of racially aggravated assault. The judge sentenced her to 120 hours of community service and ordered her to pay her victim £500 in compensation, as well as £3,000 prosecution costs.)
Cole nee Tweedy, who will never have to worry about any of her future children having the role of protecting this country in an armed conflict, It is generally the poorest who fight and die for their country and Mrs Cole is no longer poor.

*When will he be condemned, or silenced by this corrupt world government?

If people are silenced more will stand up in their place, there are more of us than them.

Society has to be changed from the bottom or the bottom sinks deeper away from the surface, the interest in space is futile
if on this planet people are starving for political reasons.
If we can spend billions saving banks but let poor countries suffer with huge interest payments from World bank loans that cripple their infrastructure?

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