Prior to what I know from experience will not be my last word on this year’s Rangers Lite AGM, I opine that the sinister forces at play in Scottish referees, as referred to by Craig Whyte, were once more evident at Ibrox last night. The third goal was scored from an offside position. This was not flagged by the bent assistant who was in line with play. The opening penalty was as poor an excuse for cheating as one will see all season. Holt dropped like he had been hit by a sniper as the Aberdeen defender ‘aired’ a clearance that he planned to put in row Z. The second goal was also suspect. Andrew Dallas proved that rotten fruit does not fall far from the same tree. His father was and is a bigot. His son has evidently been inculcated in the dark arts. Should Celtic’s unbeaten record come to a halt, look no further than Muir, Madden and Dallas whom if they were not officiating would be wading in Fenian blood in The Copland Road Stand. Aberdeen, pardon the pun, were sheep to the slaughter. As a third offer was tabled to McInnes’ agent last night, will the Aberdeen coach succumb or will he realise that it’s fool’s gold?
Arch criminal King, The Prince Of Thieves, will have been pleased with Dallas’ performance. This was a throwback to the bent officiating that was a constant factor in the success of the former club, Rangers. Ibrox has always played host to bent bigots in black who practically dance to the incessant sectarian soundtrack. It’s a Bigots Hoedown. One can but hope that the whistle in Dallas’ pocket was SFA-issue and not a fife from his Orange band.
If King and his board entered The Clyde Auditorium today with bared nipple and knee would anyone be surprised? There will be no rope round their necks. They are not first degree initiates. They are masters of the dark arts. King employed a fellow member of the ‘illuminati‘ to defend his blatant disregard for The Takeover Panel. Lord Bannatyne is well known to swing the lead. The fact that he has not released his findings prior to the AGM is not a coincidence. His clerk of court confirmed to me in an email that he was writing up his conclusions four weeks ago. The fix is in. Scotland still beats to a Masonic drum.
The individual shareholders in today’s audience, many of them fellow masons, will know their place. If a member of the ‘illuminati’ tells them that they should allow themselves to be shafted for the greater good, who are they to quibble? Especially if they are uninitiated and profane. Craig Whyte confirmed that The Blue Room is a Masonic hive of freeloading bigots. They are all on the square.
But is King on the level? What will King do with this licence to print money? He will recoup the £5m he was charged by Sir Bribe & Lie for laundering his £20m of ill-gotten share-manipulating and tax-evading gains. His Bent Brief, James Blair, has been calling all block holders of shares and asserting:
” We are going to fuck over the small shareholders. Back us and we will see you all right.”
This board is so fucking incompetent that they will have to dress up Graeme Murty in a blazer and pass him off as a first team coach. They are so incompetent that they hired the coach of the fifth best team in a football desert backwater – who only have a league to provide a pretext for a bent Word Cup bid – to the detriment of the new club. Pedro Caixinha was not merely profane. He was an imposter. His 228 day circus was hilarious. Who needed performing animals when you had clowns like Primark Pedro? With managers more often than not you get what you pay for. Opening a Pedro Mendes lucky bag and interviewing a candidate on Skype is not going to end well. Did Robertson, Park and Dickson not fancy flying to Qatar in coach?
Keith Jackson’s latest piece is so misguided that I question his sanity. Or should that be his integrity? He asserted:
“Dave King and his big blue band of co-investors liberated Rangers from the litany of loathsome characters who had burrowed their way into the Ibrox boardroom, they were not just writing one of the most significant chapters in a narrative which stretches back to 1872. They were scoring one of their club’s greatest-ever victories.”
Mr Jackson you are an affront to journalism. Was this press release passed to you by Jim Traynor with the Port at Rogano?
The narrative stretches back to 2012. Your very own title informed your dwindling band of readers that Rangers had shuffled off its mortal coil. Pandering to the blue pound after a Press Gazette release that highlighted that your title is on the slippery slope to extinction is unconscionable. Those who had burrowed their way into the boardroom were tried and tested professionals. Men of integrity. They were not career criminals.
Where is King’s NOMAD Jackson? Where is the AIM Listing? Where is King’s £30m? What will happen when the Takeover Panel initiate The Cold Shoulder?
Any self-respecting journalist would be asking these salient questions, but then one could never accuse Jackson, who wears his Rangers Under-14s strip on his sleeve, of self-respect or independent thought.
Llambias, Somers and The Easdales were three months from breaking even. They did not have to rely on bent loans from the British Virgin Islands. When it comes to the supporters there is a rare occurrence of honesty in Jackson’s article:
“They now find themselves resigned to suffering another campaign of crushing disappointment with precious little return for their money.”
Having introduced this theme Jackson then pulls his punches. He should have added that all those who faithfully paid their £18.72 by monthly direct debit are going to be shafted when resolution 11 passes.
Giving a criminal a licence to print money is truly unfathomable. How stupid does one have to be to applaud King and his latest confidence trick? There’s a rumour that King gets a hard-on when he eyes his prey. He will be fully erect when he presents a phalanx of lies at The Clyde Auditorium today
On balance Jackson points out that one of King’s ‘victories’ was not all it seemed when it was revealed that Lite would end up sending a cheque worth £3m to Sports Direct as part of the agreement. Jackson fails to mention the second part of the pay-off that delivered 28p per Ashley-held share from James Blair’s Club 1872.
Jackson then questions the relative merits of the director of football and Stewart Robertson. The latter should get his jotters. Allen should be given more time as he is untainted by the Caixinha debacle. Hence his inclusion on today’s panel in lieu of a manager. Jackson inquires:
“Why is it that director of finance and administration Andrew Dickson remains at the heart of the club’s command structure, given that he has snuggled up to almost every one of the pantomime villains to have ascended into power over these past few years?”
That’s an easy one Keith. The odious Dickson knows where all the bodies are buried and participated in the 2011 UEFA licence fraud. He was a key member of the committee that gave Rangers a green light. Dickson continues to wield influence at the SFA and continues unchecked as he pisses in Regan’s cornflakes.
In the final analysis the support are so stupid that they probably deserve King. I would recommend they count their fingers after his Masonic handshake.