leygardagur 20. juli 1985síða 9

Nr. 81 20. jul 1985 Eitran av bretsku Tíðindablaðið Sosialurin hevur heitt á John Smith, sum er limur í Feroyskt/Bretskt felag og biðið hann komið við eini viðmerking til aktuella grindaspurningin. John Smith var tå id vit stukku inn á gólvið júst í holt við at festa á blað teir tankar — ið vóru ein fylgja av massivu bretsku pressumanupulatiónini — sum hann tók til — hettar er á enskum máli og var partvíst ætlað bretsku hermonnunum, sum í hesum degum eru okkara gestir men møguliga í komandi døgum kunnu gerast okkara fíggindar — so meint og álvarsligt heldur John Smith at heimsumfatandi eitringin hjá bretsku fjelmiðlu- num er — at hon — um vit ikki megna at venda rákinum — kann gerast okkara menustingur. To the British press generally —— to the Green Peace people es- pecially. Júst startet to write down, my immediate reaction on the mas- sive British Press comments con- cerning the Faroese people and the survival of the pilot whales, Í was contacted by a journalist, named Jan Muller, who asked me, whether 1, as a member of the Faroese/Brittish Association, would comment the situation in general. As I said, I had started to put down in writing, my im- mediate reaction. This also be- cause a very closel relative of mine, this very evening is leaving our Íslands as a representative for Faroese gymnast. The desti- nation is the Isle of Man. Í was glad on my relatives behalf, beco- ming a guest in Britain, in the coming week, but I must confess that I am seriously afraid of what possible could happen after hear- ing British Press comments this morning, where the British people in my eyes today, as a re- sult of journalistic manipulation and smartness have changed the British people to »become our enemy«. My name is John Smith, I am aged fifty-one and therefore I was six years of age when our people velcomed Scottish and British soldiers »occupiers« several thousands -compared with our own population, which in 1940 was around 30.000. I had friends then, and I still have, and one of them William Mc. Donald killed in Italy after transferring from the Faroese, probably by a german bullet. I had another friend, a Wales- man named David Evans, he died after returning to Wales, after several years as a Faroese citizen. During the second world war the Faroese people supplied the British people with fresh proteins — fresh fish. According to George Orwell in The Observer an amount large enough to feed the entire nation for three months in a time where no other foreign flag was shown in any British har- bour except the Faroese. We sup- plied this vital supplement to the British people in a critical situa- tion — they were starving. The way and methods were, that we used 40-50 year old sail smacks with a 25 to 50 horsepower en- gine, socalled slupps, for this supply of food to a nation in war. After a year in war, provided with an old, rusty machingun and a cuppel of rocketts, which in- deed, together with a cuppel of rifles, were there onlyest outfit against Hitler's war machinery and drifting britishmines. More than 50% of our old — but than — onliest economical active — was blasted into the air — sink- ed into the ocean, by German sub- marines and aircrafts, but mainly by drifting British mines. In per- centage in relation to the total population, we had the greatest losses of human beings, I will call them »soldiers in oilskin« — un- armed fishermen, and these loss- es were — all told the greatest — compared with every other nati- on involved, yourselves, the Ger- mans, the Russians, and so on. We took care of your soldiers, we supplied them, among other things, also with whale-meat. It was discussed then, and this discussion must continue — until only skilled people are responsible for the way we treat the whales, and it was even tried, whether the slaughtering of the pilot-whales could be done in a more human manner, but the British bullets slipped on the pilot whales skin and become dangerous to the sur- rending soldiers, and was there- fore stopped by there own com- was folkasåalini manders. After the war, late primeminister Mr. Churchill said: not only — about the British Spitfire pilots: »never has so few done so much etc... - but he also used the same words when com- menting the Faroese involument in world war II. He also said: >There is however a small nation out into the ocean, who is braving the terrible foe — who continue to sail to fill our meager larders — that shall never be forgotten.« I am asking today the 17th of july 1985 >Is this your late premi- erminister's thank you and this the way not to be forgotten? This world wide poisoning of the real British folksoule, now turned against us, because of Your journ- alistic manipulation with modern press technology, a poison — which it is not even possible, but infact is spread world wide with a speed of 300.000 km/sec. — pois- oning — is this what Green Peace stands for? Today 19 of them who survived the last »real war« are arriving to the Faroe Islands, and as before mentioned: as a member of the British/Faroese Association, it was, and it will be, in a few hours more, my intention to welcome these 19 — but instead we are fac- ed with a situation, simular to the Hitler Jugend treatment of the German juden — Gøbbels, you must admit, was a smart fellow, but you seeme to be even smarter. To You, the real people, the true soal of Great Britain, You do really know what modern techno- logy can be »wrongly« used to and fore. Manipulations with pic- tures, sensation-hungering, smart journalists, paced up by or- ganisations, which sayes they are working for Green Peace. We — here on the Faroe Islands — we do have a kind of grean peace left. What do You have? Liverpool/Juventus: 10. — Who cares-were your own comments, or shall we mentione who cares about the Falklands. My advise to the British journalists and member of the press in general shall be this: »Take a broom and clean up in front of Your own doorsteps, read British history, take a good look at the human way You were« de- parting the head from the body in socalled British colonies »all over the World, when the »subjects« went into opposition to the good old traditionally English »Hang- ing by the neck, until you are dead« mentallity, while the commanding officer uninterested, looking around, according to the picture is lightening his fag. Read Your own history. Writt- en in, or with oceans of blood human blood flowing world wide. To You Green Peace activitists: spare Your and »Save Your energy conspiering creative talent try to use Your effort and modern TV/newspaper manipulation tec- nics«, and try to save the most threatened part of »animals« left on this »once a green planet« - the animal — homo sapiens. Inspite of what You have done the last few days, if worth sav- ing? The concern and the saving of the pilot whales, we have been taken care of, for more than 900 years, with this, we will continue, and of course trough overboard every thing linked to — or even smelling of — traditions, which may be causing the pilotwhale- being meaningless and ugly in our own — and in world opinion eyes — help us instead of hunting us. As a curiosity, my family, mother, father and three children. We cannot afford to buy the most expensive dinner on the Faroe Is- lands to-day, the fish, which we supplied Your people with, dur- ing world war II — therefore al- most twice a week we have whale- meat for dinner, and especially the fat wich, according to the danish doctor Dyerberg is break- ing down the colesterol »build up« in the human body, and I can assure You, it is fresh, and not dirty/rotten, as the British Press comments this morning. For heavens sake: take a good look at the true picture, do not turn the British and world oppini- on on and against us with basic falce socalled »documentation«. You who are able to turn black into white and white to blood- thursty lies — instead of guiden- ing us. Finauy Í wonder whethe. it would not be an idea to ask you who is a professional journalist, to contact these 19 survivers from world war II, to take action and appeal to them to give Brit- ish press their opinion. — These 19 — today our dearest guests — tomorrow maybe changed to our everlasting enemies.