the end is nigh!

​Horse racing has given me the greatest amount of pleasure of my life, daily it is the pivot on which my life revolves, and thus it saddens me to the point of the precipice that the sport may not survive for more than a few decades, if that, beyond my demise. Finally, racing journalists are cottoning-on to similar dystopian predictions, not that anyone has any gold-standard solutions to halt the downward slope to oblivion. If only James Bond was real and a horse racing enthusiast!
Let’s be clear, there is a political agenda, not yet worldwide, though driven by foreign influence, to limit human interaction with animals that are both classified as domestic or reared for human consumption. Indeed, the World Economic Forum has plans to ban rice-growing, coffee plantations, dog and cat companionship, as well as their known targets of car-ownership, fossil fuels and limit human rights, freedom and the basic principles of democracy. All in the name of saving the planet from a problem of their choosing.
Why do you think the Gambling Commission of Britain is dead-set on Affordability Checks or the Irish Government has plans to ban betting advertisements during daylight-hours on t.v. and satellite broadcasting, while allowing the Lottery to be advertised during the same embargoed period? It is, as with every aspect of the W.E.F.’s ‘Great Reset’ agenda, a plan long in the naturing, based on the logic that no one will notice their dastardly plan if it is covertly established over a long period, rather like the frog that doesn’t know it’s being boiled alive until it is too late to do anything about it.
I believe National Hunt racing in Britain and Ireland will be the first to succumb. It is one of the reasons why I am so vehemently opposed to the continual changes to the Grand National as it represents a slow walk hand-in-hand with Animal Rising/Climate Activists who are the front-line of the ‘You Will Have Nothing and Be Happy’ agenda of their W.E.F. paymasters. Fifteen-minute cities need a large footprint and racecourses and golf courses are the sort-of open-spaces required for the development of such warden-controlled urban sprawls.
Activists cannot be seen to advocate the euthanizing of a hundred-thousand racehorses, mares and assorted other animals kept for sporting purposes. Activists believe we do not care for the animals we race, breed-from or merely keep out of love and respect for them. They believe they care more, not that any one of them cries for the loss of a single racehorse. So, the process of extinction will be slow, a phasing-out that, I believe, has already started. Make the sport financially out-of-reach of the majority of people, cut funding steams to set in motion the slow boil and bring into play the idea of a ‘social licence’ and hundreds-of-years of sporting and social history teeters at a precipice. 
Animal Rising want racehorses let loose on National parks and land sequestered from landowners, to fend for themselves. Naïve. Stupid. And so on.
And don’t argue that the British Government would not sanction the extinction of horse racing because they need the tax revenue that comes from betting to help fund the infrastructure required to bring the fifteen-minute cities into fruition. Or that the Minister has reiterated the value of racing to the economy. In the worldwide ‘close-your-eyes and hope for the best’ dash for electric-battery cars to replace petrol and diesel on our roads, governments are letting slip even larger tax revenue streams. What did you think the covid vaccinations were for? Did they provide a barrier against the virus? Why did every country deny that herd immunity would stop the virus, when we all know it was herd immunity that finally brought an end to the Black Death, a virus that killed half the world’s population? Big Pharma is owned lock, stock and barrel by the elitist megalomaniacs who are funding ‘the future’ of their own design. During the covid and vaccine period of world history, Bill Gates and his billionaire associates all doubled their personal wealth. Think on that! They have gained enormously, while we have had our incomes slashed!
When the bulldozers were being lined-up to destroy Aintree racecourse in the late sixties, even as a child I thought seriously of taking the train to Liverpool with the purpose of – I didn’t know what but I wanted to do something to save the home of my dreams and expectations.
At the other end of my life there is nothing I can do to save the sport I love beyond anyone or any other aspect of life but to vote accordingly at the next General Election, for my one vote to help stop the W.E.F./W.H.O. aligned Tories or Labour achieving a majority in Westminster. I will vote Reform and hope I never have to walk towards the precipice. To quote Private Frazer. ‘We are doomed, I tell you. Doomed!’
Perhaps not. But we will be history come, say 2050. Not that I shall live to witness the fate of my doomsday prophesy.