“..if the
British Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still
say: ‘This was their finest hour.’”
So spoke a smoking titan, Winston Spencer
Churchill, in the infamous summer of 1940. Less than 10 years later, the British
Empire had collapsed. Today, 65 years later, Britain has turned on its former
self, to destroy the liberty that it once defended with a lion's courage.
That summer in 1940, Britons were at their
pinnacle in history. A powerful Nazi Germany was poised at the English Channel,
prepared to make invasion. Airmen of the Royal Air Force Fighter Command fended
off the attackers, by the narrowest of margins. It was a great moment in
history.
Today the situation is reversed.
The forces of anti tobacco darkness have
descended upon the British Isles, and seem poised to spring across the English
Channel to invade the continent of Europe. While the lights of perverted science
have taken the grips of Britons, the lights of liberty are still shining on the
continent. But will it remain that way for long?
The enemy is at large.
“Lenin was sent to Russia by the Germans in the
same way that you might send a phial containing a culture of typhoid or cholera
to be poured into the water supply of a great city, and it worked with amazing
accuracy.”
So spoke the smoking titan, Winston Spencer
Churchill, in 1919, on the father of the Russian revolution.
But these words could just as well have been
spoken about the assistant of a great epidemiologist A. B. Hill, one measly
Richard Doll. This Doll character was infested by Nazi anti tobacco activism.
Needless to say, that phial also worked with amazing accuracy. Slow motion spin
doctor.
Today, a Nazi infested Britain, headed by a
smiley demon called Tony, descends down the stairway to a new dark age of
perverted sciences. What a change in the span of just 65 years.
Guarding the passage is a band of beacon
holding smokers, by the name FOREST. They shout and protest, object and quarrel
with the passing procession of Britons. But nothing seems to bite on them, as
they descend into the pit of blackness. The smiley demon Tony's shining teeth
draws them in.
If the British smoker still stands in a
thousand years, his peers will say of FOREST “This was their finest hour”.
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