A man with many names and absolutley no beliefs. How could he possibly not succeed in America?

A man you may think you know,

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but nobody ever really did

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The quintessential Washington man

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Endless personality change

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No known real man

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Absolutely no beliefs.

Two famous creations written by a man who nobody has heard of:

Asa Earl Carter

https://en.wikipedia.org/…/George_Wallace%27s_1963….

https://www.chicagotribune.com/…/ct-perspec-indian…

Not to mention writing:

“The Rebel Outlaw: Josey Wales”

and

“The Education of Little Tree.”

In The Name of God

AMEN

john begg

IN THE NAME OF GOD.

AMEN

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Index Librorum Prohibitorum

I wear the chain I forged in life.

How short the list one could compile of those of whom it can be said that fame and money did not deprave?

IL MIGLIOR FABBRO​

 At Washington, capital city of the terminally self-absorbed, mortal man holds to fleeting, feeble and fallible opinion, God immutable fact.

• • ~~
  • It is my assessment that America is dying inside, being eaten away by the horror of the collapse of the middle orders, the attendant societal and religious values and customs of those orders and the ubiquity of war making for dubious purpose.
  • ~~
  • The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~he ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally.~~The principal need in America today is~~financial and industrial De-Globalization~~to facilitate the promotion of the possibility for the average man to get and keep a good job with good benefits paid by the employer~~as was done not very long ago.~~~~Bene Nati, Bene Vestiti, Et Mediocriter Docti~~~~~La crema y nata~~~~~Artista de la conquista~~In sunshine and in shadow~~I hold tight to the Republican view of time and money~~I write night and day~~yet~~while impecunious~~I am vastly overpaid~~in that taking pay to do what I love is unfair~~to my employer~~in a fair system~~under such circumstances~~I should pay him~~not he me~~I am far, far too old a man to be sexually confused~~praise Jesus~~but I am yet young enough to be politically confused~~is anyone not~~in an absolute sense~~I am a Catholic Royalist~~in a practical sense~~I am a Classical Liberal~~a Gaullist~~a Bonapartist~~an American Nationalist  Republican~~in either sense~~my head is soon for the chopping block~~to hasten my interlude with Madame La Guillotine~~I write without fear~and without favor of~any man.
  • At Washington, capital city of the terminally self-absorbed, mortal man holds to fleeting, feeble and fallible opinion, God immutable fact.
  • 
    • ~~
    • It is my assessment that America is dying inside, being eaten away by the horror of the collapse of the middle orders, the attendant societal and religious values and customs of those orders and the ubiquity of war making for dubious purpose.
    • ~~
    • The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~he ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally.~~The principal need in America today is~~financial and industrial De-Globalization~~to facilitate the promotion of the possibility for the average man to get and keep a good job with good benefits paid by the employer~~as was done not very long ago.~~CIRE PERDUE~~~Bene Nati, Bene Vestiti, Et Mediocriter Docti~~~~~La crema y nata~~~~~Artista de la conquista~~In sunshine and in shadow~~I hold tight to the Republican view of time and money~~I write night and day~~yet~~while impecunious~~I am vastly overpaid~~in that taking pay to do what I love is unfair~~to my employer~~in a fair system~~under such circumstances~~I should pay him~~not he me~~I am far, far too old a man to be sexually confused~~praise Jesus~~but I am yet young enough to be politically confused~~is anyone not~~in an absolute sense~~I am a Catholic Royalist~~in a practical sense~~I am a Classical Liberal~~a Gaullist~~a Bonapartist~~an American Nationalist  Republican~~in either sense~~my head is soon for the chopping block~~to hasten my interlude with Madame La Guillotine~~I write without fear~and without favor of~any man.~~Finis Origine Pendet…The escape commences…~~September, 1957~~Saint Jane Frances de Chantal Catholic parochial school, called, by anyone of any background, simply: “Chan~al,” a place where, of an autumn day in 1957, school,  for me,  began and ended in the first convening of the first grade in which a tiny nun, one Sister Dom Bosco, appeared before me, just behind the window appearing at far left of this photograph, and piped out this: “I may be small, but so then, is the Atom Bomb.”~~My determination to escape school commenced immediately on hearing about this Atom Bomb business and took 16 dicey and arduous years to finally accomplish.~~~~Non SibiThe declaration that:“I am here to save mankind,” means that:“I am here to rule mankind.”The escape continues…~~September, 1966~~The Cathedral Latin School~~ Finis Origine Pendet~~Κύριε ἐλέησον~~Rejoice and Glad!!~~Amen~~~The Original Angry Bird~~The Catholic University of America Screaming Red Cardinal Mascot~~~~EX LIBRIS~~~~THEOS EK MĒCHANĒS~~16th Juin, Monday,  Anno Domini Nostri Iesu Christi, the 2020th Website: http://johndanielbegg.wordpress.comhttp://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=122865699&trk=tab_prohttp://www.facebook.com/JohnDanielBeggPublicAffairs http://www.tumblr.com/blog/theoldsoldiershome1952http://www.facebook.com/john.begg.33http://www.pinterest.com/johnbegg33/boards/http://independent.academia.edu/johnbegg/Papers?s=nav#addhttp://www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/jtdbeggTweets: @jtdbegghttp://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=122865699&trk=hb_tab_pro_top “Jean-Marie Le Pen is a friend. He is dangerous for the political set because he’s the only one who’s sincere. He says out loud what many people think deep down, and what the politicians refrain from saying because they are either too demagogic or too chicken. Le Pen, with all his faults and qualities, is probably the only one who thinks about the interests of France before his own.”~~Alain Delon~~Actor John Daniel Begg raises cotton.~~In the Old South, the real Southland, we had a charming expression, when asked what an idle man did for a living:~~“Oh, he raises cotton.”~~
  • Which meant, he did absolutely nothing at all, as cotton,  “the white gold,” raises herself. 
• ONCEPT OF THE CATHOLIC AND ROYAL ARMY OF AMERICA (CRAA) THE CATHOLIC NIVERSITY OF AMERICASeal of The Catholic University of AmericaMotto:~~Deus Lux Mea Est~~Acta Est Fabconcludes…The Catholic University Of America, Washington, The Federal District of Columbia.1976, Anno Domini Nostri Iesu Christi.“Who first seduc’d them to that foul revolt? Th’ infernal Serpent; he it was, whose guile Stird up with Envy and Revenge, deceiv’d The Mother of All Mankind” ~~ Paradise Lost Book One Verse 35 Our Mr Milton https://johndanielbegg.com/2016/03/09/the-infernal-serpent-he-it-was-whose-guile–stirred-up-with-envy-and-revenge-deceived-the-mother-of-mankindHow short the list one could compile of those of whom it can be said that fame and money did not deprave? Acta Est Fabula.~~Deus Vult.Ne plus ultra
• Our Ubiquitous Presence~~Our QueenOur Queen now 70 years on
• ~~
• Simply the best President we could ever hope to have.
• Regina ~ Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi

Abortion is not now murder in America. Murder is a legal term. Abortion used to be murder in America because it used to be illegal. Abortion can once again be murder in America if the act itself is once again held to be illegal.

And let’s be clear: If a woman receives treatment for say, ovarian cancer, and the treatment ends up killing her baby, that is not considered abortion, which is the direct deliberate killing of a baby.

IN THE NAME OF GOD.

AMEN

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Index Librorum Prohibitorum

I wear the chain I forged in life.

How short the list one could compile of those of whom it can be said that fame and money did not deprave?

IL MIGLIOR FABBRO​

 At Washington, capital city of the terminally self-absorbed, mortal man holds to fleeting, feeble and fallible opinion, God immutable fact.

• • ~~
  • It is my assessment that America is dying inside, being eaten away by the horror of the collapse of the middle orders, the attendant societal and religious values and customs of those orders and the ubiquity of war making for dubious purpose.
  • ~~
  • The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~he ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally.~~The principal need in America today is~~financial and industrial De-Globalization~~to facilitate the promotion of the possibility for the average man to get and keep a good job with good benefits paid by the employer~~as was done not very long ago.~~~~Bene Nati, Bene Vestiti, Et Mediocriter Docti~~~~~La crema y nata~~~~~Artista de la conquista~~In sunshine and in shadow~~I hold tight to the Republican view of time and money~~I write night and day~~yet~~while impecunious~~I am vastly overpaid~~in that taking pay to do what I love is unfair~~to my employer~~in a fair system~~under such circumstances~~I should pay him~~not he me~~I am far, far too old a man to be sexually confused~~praise Jesus~~but I am yet young enough to be politically confused~~is anyone not~~in an absolute sense~~I am a Catholic Royalist~~in a practical sense~~I am a Classical Liberal~~a Gaullist~~a Bonapartist~~an American Nationalist  Republican~~in either sense~~my head is soon for the chopping block~~to hasten my interlude with Madame La Guillotine~~I write without fear~and without favor of~any man.
  • At Washington, capital city of the terminally self-absorbed, mortal man holds to fleeting, feeble and fallible opinion, God immutable fact.
  • 
    • ~~
    • It is my assessment that America is dying inside, being eaten away by the horror of the collapse of the middle orders, the attendant societal and religious values and customs of those orders and the ubiquity of war making for dubious purpose.
    • ~~
    • The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~he ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally.~~The principal need in America today is~~financial and industrial De-Globalization~~to facilitate the promotion of the possibility for the average man to get and keep a good job with good benefits paid by the employer~~as was done not very long ago.~~CIRE PERDUE~~~Bene Nati, Bene Vestiti, Et Mediocriter Docti~~~~~La crema y nata~~~~~Artista de la conquista~~In sunshine and in shadow~~I hold tight to the Republican view of time and money~~I write night and day~~yet~~while impecunious~~I am vastly overpaid~~in that taking pay to do what I love is unfair~~to my employer~~in a fair system~~under such circumstances~~I should pay him~~not he me~~I am far, far too old a man to be sexually confused~~praise Jesus~~but I am yet young enough to be politically confused~~is anyone not~~in an absolute sense~~I am a Catholic Royalist~~in a practical sense~~I am a Classical Liberal~~a Gaullist~~a Bonapartist~~an American Nationalist  Republican~~in either sense~~my head is soon for the chopping block~~to hasten my interlude with Madame La Guillotine~~I write without fear~and without favor of~any man.~~Finis Origine Pendet…The escape commences…~~September, 1957~~Saint Jane Frances de Chantal Catholic parochial school, called, by anyone of any background, simply: “Chan~al,” a place where, of an autumn day in 1957, school,  for me,  began and ended in the first convening of the first grade in which a tiny nun, one Sister Dom Bosco, appeared before me, just behind the window appearing at far left of this photograph, and piped out this: “I may be small, but so then, is the Atom Bomb.”~~My determination to escape school commenced immediately on hearing about this Atom Bomb business and took 16 dicey and arduous years to finally accomplish.~~~~Non SibiThe declaration that:“I am here to save mankind,” means that:“I am here to rule mankind.”The escape continues…~~September, 1966~~The Cathedral Latin School~~ Finis Origine Pendet~~Κύριε ἐλέησον~~Rejoice and Glad!!~~Amen~~~The Original Angry Bird~~The Catholic University of America Screaming Red Cardinal Mascot~~~~EX LIBRIS~~~~THEOS EK MĒCHANĒS~~16th Juin, Monday,  Anno Domini Nostri Iesu Christi, the 2020th Website: http://johndanielbegg.wordpress.comhttp://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=122865699&trk=tab_prohttp://www.facebook.com/JohnDanielBeggPublicAffairs http://www.tumblr.com/blog/theoldsoldiershome1952http://www.facebook.com/john.begg.33http://www.pinterest.com/johnbegg33/boards/http://independent.academia.edu/johnbegg/Papers?s=nav#addhttp://www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/jtdbeggTweets: @jtdbegghttp://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=122865699&trk=hb_tab_pro_top “Jean-Marie Le Pen is a friend. He is dangerous for the political set because he’s the only one who’s sincere. He says out loud what many people think deep down, and what the politicians refrain from saying because they are either too demagogic or too chicken. Le Pen, with all his faults and qualities, is probably the only one who thinks about the interests of France before his own.”~~Alain Delon~Actor
    • John Daniel Begg raises cotton.~~In the Old South, the real Southland, we had a charming expression, when asked what an idle man did for a living:~~“Oh, he raises cotton.”~~
  • Which meant, he did absolutely nothing at all, as cotton,  “the white gold,” raises herself. 
  • The escape concludes…The Catholic University Of America, Washington, The Federal District of Columbia.1976, Anno Domini Nostri Iesu Christi.
  • “Who first seduc’d them to that foul revolt? Th’ infernal Serpent; he it was, whose guile Stird up with Envy and Revenge, deceiv’d The Mother of All Mankind” ~~ Paradise Lost Book One Verse 35 Our Mr Milton https://johndanielbegg.com/2016/03/09/the-infernal-serpent-he-it-was-whose-guile–stirred-up-with-envy-and-revenge-deceived-the-mother-of-mankind
  • How short the list one could compile of those of whom it can be said that fame and money did not deprave? 
  • Acta Est Fabula.~~Deus Vult.
  • Ne plus ultraOur Ubiquitous Presence~~Our Queen
• • Our Queen now 70 years on
  • ~~
  • Simply the best President we could ever hope to have.

“Regret And Anxiety”: Dems Quietly Panicking, Don’t Want Biden To Face Trump In 2024

The New York Times – the establishment mouthpiece of record – has thrown President Biden under the bus.

After interviewing “50 Democratic officials, from county leaders to members of Congress, as well as disappointed voters who backed Mr. Biden in 2020,” the Times reports that the Democratic party is “alarmed about Republicans’ rising strength and extraordinarily pessimistic about an immediate path forward.”

In short, time to bench Biden – who “should announce his intent not to seek re-election in ’24 right after the midterms,” according to Steve Simeonidis, a Democratic National Committee member from Miami.

“To say our country was on the right track would flagrantly depart from reality,” he said. And top Democrats in general are feeling the same, it would appear.

Well. well. I must say:

On removing Jo~Jo:

Maybe yes, maybe no, but November will be a bloodbath unrelenting and I for one fail to see how dropping Jo-Jo will address the central issue of that Party–how to distance itself from the rabid communism espoused by its central mass.

I’ve known Jo-Jo in passing for years and he always struck me as a standard brand Democratic Party thief with an eye for the main chance who came here and stayed here, in the main, to steal as much money as possible and to get re-elected in order to steal even more money.

To not put too fine a point on it, Jo-Jo’s administration represents what is now the center mass of his Party~~if it did not, he would not do as he does.

To blame him and to discard him for representing that center mass is, as always is, emblematic of the mantra of that Party~~if you’re not a winner, you’re gone, but as also always is, this solution to the problem entirely misses the point which is that in order to change the detestation of that Party in the eyes of The Normal American People, that center mass must remove itself~~a solution that the core of that Party simply will not do.

In the Name of God Amen.

~~~~~~

• The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~he ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally.
• ~~The principal need in America today is~~financial and industrial De-Globalization~~to facilitate the promotion of the possibility for the average man to get and keep a good job with good benefits paid by the employer~~as was done not very long ago.~~

Lester Piggott obituary

One of the greatest British jockeys who won the Derby nine times

All credits here to the Guardian at London

Lester Piggott, who has died aged 86, was regarded by many as the finest jockey ever to ride on British turf. His record in major races is unlikely to be surpassed. No other 20th-century jockey came close to his achievement. In all, he rode 4,493 winners in Britain and more than 850 elsewhere during a career that spanned 47 years, with major successes in France, Ireland, the US, Hong Kong and Singapore.

Wherever he travelled, he was feted in a manner unique for a jockey. However, his career was dogged by controversy, leading to a jail sentence for tax fraud in 1987 and the withdrawal of his OBE.

Born in Wantage, Oxfordshire, Lester came from a horseracing family that stretched back over six generations, including such famous names as John Day, Tom Cannon and Fred Rickaby. His grandfather, Ernie Piggott, was a champion steeplechaser who won the Grand National three times, while his father, Keith, was one of the finest National Hunt jockeys of the pre-second world war era and won the Champion Hurdle in 1939 on African’s Sister. He was later to train a Grand National winner, Ayala, in 1963. Lester’s mother, Iris (nee Rickaby), came from the Rickaby racing dynasty.

The young Lester was always determined to ride on the flat, though he was 5ft 7in, with a natural weight of 10st 7lb (67kg) in the 1950s. His inspiration was the great 19th-century jockey Fred Archer, who starved himself to keep his weight down and used brutal purgatives throughout his career before killing himself at the age of 29. Archer was nicknamed “the Tinman” because of his love of money. Money was also to be one of Piggott’s greatest motivations.

Piggott first sat on a racehorse at the age of seven. On his 12th birthday, he became apprenticed to his father, who was now training at Lambourn, Berkshire. His schooling continued privately, two or three days a week; his first ride came on a horse called The Chase at Salisbury on 7 April 1948. Four months later, he rode his first winner on the same horse at Haydock, carrying 6st 9lb (42kg). Nowadays, no one under the age of 16 is permitted to ride in public.

In 1950 he had already become champion apprentice, but his determined, sometimes reckless riding was beginning to aggravate fellow riders and attract the attention of stewards. His first major punishment followed an altercation with the Australian jockey Scobie Breasley at Newbury in October 1950. Piggott’s mount, Barnacle, was disqualified and, to his great indignation, he was suspended for the rest of the season.

His first mount in the Derby came in 1951 on the temperamental colt Zucchero, which finished unplaced. The following year, he finished second on Gay Time, and in 1954 won the first of his nine Derbys on Never Say Die. Already laconic and introspective, Piggott infuriated the press by commenting that it was “just another race”.

Two weeks later at Royal Ascot, he encountered the first major setback to his career when the stewards arraigned him for reckless riding, following a complaint by Sir Gordon Richards. He was suspended for six months and told that he must leave the guardianship of his father, who was considered a bad influence, and be apprenticed to a Newmarket trainer. It took years for Piggott to get over this deprivation, which, like his jail sentence later in life, he regarded as a waste of time.

By now, two characteristics had surfaced that were to become dominant. One was his alleged meanness, which became legendary, even if many of the stories were apocryphal. A fine example involved a stable lad who looked after a horse on which Piggott had recently won.

“Excuse me, Lester,” he addressed the great man, “could you see your way to dropping me £1 for the winner I ‘did’ you?”
“Uh?” replied Piggott.
“Would you give me £1 for that winner I did you?”
“I can’t hear,” muttered Piggott, “that’s my bad ear.”
The lad moved round to the other side, and now emboldened, shouted: “What about a couple of quid for that winner I did you?”
“Can’t hear,” replied Piggott. “Try the £1 ear again!”

His deafness was evident early in life but became worse as he spent increasing periods of time reducing his weight in saunas and flying in light aircraft from meeting to meeting. It also made him increasingly reclusive to all but his family and close friends.

At the end of his suspension, an opportunity arose that was to reshape his life. When Richards retired because of injury, the leading stable of Noel Murless, at Newmarket, was left without a jockey. After three others – one of them Breasley – had surprisingly turned down the job, Piggott was appointed. It was a partnership that was to thrive for 12 years.

Murless was a determined, dedicated trainer of the old school. He was endlessly patient with his horses and would not allow them to be abused by jockeys. Piggott already had a reputation of being ruthless with the whip. Ground rules were laid down and Piggott treated his new employer with the respect that he demanded.

Over the coming years, both men reached the pinnacles of their professions. Murless became champion trainer in four years out of five between 1957 and 1961, and a further four times subsequently. Piggott, meanwhile, set about establishing his classic record, becoming champion jockey for the first of 11 times in 1960. It was always supposed that increasing weight would eventually destroy his career, but Piggott overcame this by largely giving up eating. He existed on the most stringent diet and was still able to ride at 8st 7lb (54kg) at the end of his career, 35 years later.

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Piggott and Murless’s first great year together was 1957, when Crepello won the 2000 Guineas and Derby, and Carrozza won the Oaks in the Queen’s colours. Many, including Murless and Richards, felt that Piggott’s ride on Carrozza was the greatest of his career. It certainly endeared him to the Queen, and in 1975 he was appointed OBE.

The trainer and jockey enjoyed notable success with Prince Aly Khan’s brilliant grey filly Petite Etoile, but her defeat in the King George VI and Queen Elizabeth Stakes evoked huge controversy. At the time, Piggott was accused of giving the filly too much ground to make up, but many years later Breasley claimed that he pinned Piggott to the rails to settle an old score. In fact, both versions were greatly exaggerated. The truth was that Petite Etoile failed to stay the distance.

Piggott was perhaps at the height of his powers in 1965, when he rode eight winners at Royal Ascot and cost bookmakers millions of pounds. He was increasingly in demand, notably by the Irish trainer Vincent O’Brien. A conflict arose between his desire to ride for O’Brien and others in big races, and his retainer to ride for Murless. As always, Piggott wanted the best of both worlds, but Murless would not countenance his demands to be “let off” when required. The partnership ended in 1966 and Piggott, soon after, reshaped the future of riding contracts.

Between 1967 and 1974 he rode as a freelance all over Europe, while in 1977 he tied himself to riding for Robert Sangster. Until then, jockeys’ contracts with owners rather than trainers were rare, whereas now they are the norm in the case of wealthy Arab owners. Piggott’s vision earned the top jockeys millions of pounds in the 1980s and 90s.

A side-effect of Piggott’s freelance status was an upsurge in his predatory nature. No jockey was safe on a Derby runner if Piggott was without a fancied ride. His rapacity came to a head when he contrived to secure the mount on Roberto, trained by O’Brien, in 1972, on the grounds that O’Brien’s jockey, Bill Williamson, was unfit following a shoulder injury.

Piggott rode a brilliant race to win in a photo-finish, but opinions were divided over the morality of his engagement, and Williamson never forgave him. Piggott had already ridden two Derby winners for O’Brien in Sir Ivor – “this is a racing machine,” he told O’Brien – and Nijinsky, arguably the two best colts he ever rode. His mastery of the unique Epsom course was famous and his riding of The Minstrel for O’Brien in 1977 became part of Derby lore.

He was less successful in Europe’s richest race, the Prix de l’Arc de Triomphe at Longchamp, and it took 17 attempts to secure his first success, on Rheingold in 1973. But on Alleged, trained by O’Brien, he won the great race in 1977 and 1978, showing masterful judgment on both occasions.

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Despite the success they had shared, by 1980 O’Brien and Sangster, his principal patron, had become weary of Piggott’s whimsical ways, personal agenda and excessive financial demands. To Piggott’s chagrin, they ended his contract and employed the much younger Irishman Pat Eddery.

Piggott, predictably, bounced back and secured the position as stable jockey to Henry Cecil, who had been champion trainer in three of the past five years. For Piggott, it meant not only a return to the Warren Place stables at Newmarket, which Cecil had inherited from his father-in-law, Murless, but also a return to being champion jockey for the first time in 10 years.

However, the success of the new team over the next three years led to Piggott’s downfall. A copy of a letter written by Cecil to his owners in 1982 relating to special payments and rewards for Piggott was sold to a Fleet Street newspaper. Its publication led to punishment for Cecil, but also the prosecution of Piggott for tax evasion.

This volcano took five years to erupt. Meanwhile, Piggott split with Cecil in 1984 following a rift with the Wildenstein family, a leading force in French racing, who demanded that other jockeys should ride their horses. Piggott spent what he intended to be his final year as a jockey riding as a freelance, and brought down the curtain at Nottingham on 29 October 1985. He was granted a licence to train under Jockey Club rules and set up his new business at the Eve Lodge Stables, Newmarket, which he had built several years earlier.

Within three months his world was to fall apart. His home was raided by police and Inland Revenue officers, and accounts and documents were seized. He was arrested and charged with making a false statement, and in October 1987 the case came to court at Ipswich.

There were 10 charges, alleging that Piggott had failed to declare income of more than £3m on which he had evaded tax of around £1.7m. He was found guilty and sentenced to three years’ imprisonment, a record for tax evasion. He spent his incarceration at Highpoint prison, near Haverhill, less than 20 miles from Newmarket, and was released after 12 months.

While Piggott was in prison, the racing stable was managed by his wife, Susan (nee Armstrong), the daughter of a Newmarket trainer, whom he had married in 1960. She continued to hold the training licence upon his release. Piggott was outwardly unemotional throughout his ordeal, but was bitterly hurt by the withdrawal of his OBE.

For the following two years, he kept a relatively low profile, but in October 1990 he stunned the racing world by applying for a renewal of his jockey’s licence. He resumed riding at Leicester the following week, rode a winner at Chepstow the following day, and within 12 days had ridden one of his greatest races to win the Breeders’ Cup Mile at Belmont Park, New York, worth $500,000, on Royal Academy, trained by his old ally O’Brien.

His comeback was a rollercoaster lasting a further four seasons, and in 1992 included a 30th classic success on Rodrigo de Triano in the 2000 Guineas. In the spring of 1995, he did not renew his licence and finally, in September of that year, he admitted that his career was at an end.

As Piggott entered his ninth decade there were calls from some in the racing fraternity not only for the restoration of his OBE, but for him to be knighted. Though neither of those things happened, at the 2017 Royal Ascot meeting there was a warm greeting from the Queen which suggested that she had, personally at least, forgiven him.

In 2012, Piggott left the marital home to live with Barbara FitzGerald in Geneva, an arrangement to which his wife gave her public blessing. He is survived by her, by Susan, their daughters, Maureen and Tracy, and his son, Jamie, by his former assistant Anna Ludlow.

 Lester Keith Piggott, jockey, born 5 November 1935; died 29 May 2022

 All Credits hee to the Guardian at London.

Her Majesty The Queen leads her horse in after Lester Piggott rode to victory in the Oaks Stakes.

Queen & Lester Piggott At Derby

EPSOM, UNITED KINGDOM – JUNE 08: Queen Elizabeth II at the Derby with Lester Piggott. (Photo by Tim Graham Photo Library via Getty Images)

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IN THE NAME OF GOD. AMEN.

~~

I wear the chain I forged in life.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

How short the list one could compile of those of whom it can be said that fame and money did not deprave?

IL MIGLIOR FABBRO​

 At Washington, capital city of the terminally self-absorbed, mortal man holds to fleeting, feeble and fallible opinion, God immutable fact.

• • ~~
  • It is my assessment that America is dying inside, being eaten away by the horror of the collapse of the middle orders, the attendant societal and religious values and customs of those orders and the ubiquity of war making for dubious purpose.
  • ~~
  • The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~he ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally.~~The principal need in America today is~~financial and industrial De-Globalization~~to facilitate the promotion of the possibility for the average man to get and keep a good job with good benefits paid by the employer~~as was done not very long ago.~~~~