I Was Beloved Of All My Men

Up to the penultimate chapter (11) of Witch-Cult Abbey. I hesitate to mention it, but, nevertheless, I will finally write the politically-motivated haters, the puerile bully-victims and the kow-towing elitist lick-spittlers into cultural irrelevance one way or another. Intrinsic aesthetic merit has no race, no gender, no creed and no philosophy. Posterity is on my side. Not yours. An Englishman is an Englishman by birthright and nothing else, whatever his background. Catholic, Jew, Muslim or Protestant etc.

Hey ho. That’s my claim.

Mark S.

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