On such a day as this where there are dramatic things afoot, you can forgive the mass-media for concentrating on a mass-murderer and ignoring the really interesting story of the day. I tried to tell the world but no-one wanted to know as usual so here it is on the blog with everything else of importance to the future of our species and its role in the perpetuation of terrestrial lifekind. Maybe I'll talk a little about this dead fool and the chaos he conspired to create but only when I've finished with the grown-up stuff, ok?
This important development is, of course, the leak of the so-called 'Buddle' transcript by an anonymous person (maybe part of the anonymous network?) to myself following my last confusing and somewhat disappointing blog entry. I am unable to verify the authenticity of the document as, alas, all I possess is a pdf of a photocopy of Rev. Buddle's own transcription of the
short-hand notes he took during his interview of Gef the talking Mongoose in 1936.
In my next blog entry I'll reproduce the entire interview as it makes fascinating and very disturbing reading. Although he never went public with Gef's revelations, Reverent Buddle himself died a mysterious death only a few months later in a suspicious hang-gliding accident and almost all records of him, his visit to the Isle of Man and his bizarre death have been expunged from all public sources whereas his friend and confidant Harold Davidson, the former Vicar of Stiffkey, had become a notorious celebrity and his death in 1937, (mauled by a lion) is a story well-known to all even if it has been obscured with a layer of sleaze.
The story Gef tells of his own remarkable life is incredible but also incredibly sad. He reveals that he is a mere Mongoose, even if a freakishly super-intelligent one and that there are intelligences in play on Earth that dwarf his own and have kept him captive for most of his life. Whilst coming across as a little bad-tempered and impatient with the Rev, he also reveals a a keen sense of humour as shown by his closing remarks :
" Finally I'd like to say, not to you Reverend but to all of your kind - Fuck You humanity! You're all fools. I hope the next war kills the lot of you and my people get a go at ruling this planet. You're the shit of the world and you think you're the cat's cream! Still, that thing you do with those Motorcycles, keep doing that! I love watching that, you crazy apes! Hee hee! Anyway it's been very nice but I must stop now Reverend as my voice is getting tired. Goodbye now! Take care"
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