By Stanley Collymore The British monarchy is essential… built on lies, and what you’re now currently, and equally laughably, experiencing is, just actually, ye…

By Stanley Collymore Another rather asinine and also, pathetically fawning article! To those who’re evidently not at all intellectuall…

By Stanley Collymore Why do so many people treat God a… if he was a convenient stop-gap who was readily available to enhance their miserable

By Stanley Collymore What on earth would the UK do without its surfeit of unworthy and privileged people with made-up names who so

By Stanley Collymore Let’s scrub out the tan and make y… comparable to exquisitely beautifu… and determinedly superior, white Caucasian women: a common

By Stanley Collymore Would you consider it an audacious imposition on my part if I were to ask you to personally take care of some sperm I urgently

The British so-called royal family was jealous, and evidently felt threatened, requisite their deeply entrenched and abhorrent delusional white master race superiority but Meghan’s popu...

By Stanley Collymore To be perfectly honest with you I… for words and deeply touched when… me how you truthfully felt about m… very much wanted to be a part of m…

By Stanley Collymore I want so much to be a central part of your life –that’s why I try so hard to get inside

By Stanley Collymore Sow the seeds of tolerance and reap the harvest of human understanding.

By Stanley Collymore Another year unwaveringly beckons… hopes entertained and pledges give… similarly promised in previous yea… a brand new start in the offing,

By Stanley Collymore In our rather belated, obssessive and self-serving preoccupation with human rights, when, I wonder, will we also

By Stanley Collymore This imperative innovation of the sex chair created for Edward VII to whom Alice Keppel - Camilla’s great grandmother– was a…

By Stanley Collymore Thank you forever! As I couldn’t… let alone have so gratefully been… a most outstandingly remarkable du… lovely daughter and a handsome son

By Stanley Collymore You floated into my life like a dream– now unhappily I’m left with the rather rude awakening of