{"id":12827,"date":"2020-12-21T15:53:44","date_gmt":"2020-12-21T15:53:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/whatliesbeneathrattlechainlagoon.org.uk\/?p=12827"},"modified":"2023-12-08T17:18:03","modified_gmt":"2023-12-08T17:18:03","slug":"albright-and-wilsons-100-year-gluttony-event","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/whatliesbeneathrattlechainlagoon.org.uk\/?p=12827","title":{"rendered":"Albright and Wilson’s 100 year gluttony event"},"content":{"rendered":"

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In 1951<\/strong>, Albright and Wilson celebrated their centenary anniversary of their official founding factory in Oldbury. A book was issued written by Richard Threlfall, which I have cited on many occasions on this website given that it reveals a number of rather embarrassing and revealing statements, though very little indeed about disposal of their toxic waste.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude41<\/p>\n

I have looked at how the two main families were not in any way philanthropic, but had a vested interest in moulding their communities by capitalist manufacture<\/a>. This phoney social dependency made them elites, and they lived much better and longer lives than most of their workers who toiled with dangerous and toxic substances like white phosphorus. The two families descendants were fox hunting \/hunting scum<\/a> and were far from being poor downtrodden Quakers as the Threlfall book likes to portray. They were also ingratiated into the worlds of the judiciary, politics and health, and so could control and manipulate events to their company profitability, especially through their military supply links, where the idea that they were men of peace is shot to pieces. They also of course had many contacts through their ghastly cult and fake religion of “the society of friends”.<\/p>\n

So it was perhaps fitting that in the 100 year anniversary, there was a gathering of over 400 elites at The Savoy Hotel in London, a world far removed from the squalor of their Langley factory, where the smell of cat piss as well as thick smogs blighted the area.<\/p>\n

It is worth labouring this point as a choice of venue for this shindig. Though their head office at this time may have been situated in London, you would think that to mark the founding of the AW partnership, they may have symbolically chosen a venue in Oldbury? Obviously the area did not really mean that much to them, and why slum it in the West Midlands when the City of Westminster awaited?<\/p>\n

The Savoy Hotel remains one of the most prestigious in the country , and attracted both celebrity and Royal guests at this time. Obviously the company hierarchy considered themselves to be worthy\u00a0 of such “equality”, thus making the idea of humble Quakerism a complete joke.<\/p>\n

This event is referenced in the centennial book from page 242 onward, but I have recently acquired a copy of the programme event of this glutinous gathering, and am now serving this up for your peasantry Christmas feast perusal.<\/p>\n

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Gold and silver leaf design, inset with the naked boy symbol of the company bearing a flaming torch.<\/p><\/div>\n

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In total, 441 people are listed alphabetically by name, (a true bevy of Etonian old boy ox-bridge mafia), and also then by table arrangement. A handy plan is provided in the centre pages of the booklet, with the 43 numbered tables arranged in rows from the stage. Oddly the numbers 13, 24 and 25 are missing. Perhaps they were a little superstitious, or some people had not been able to make it, so a last minute reshuffle was arranged?<\/p>\n

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THE MENU<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Of course no expense was spared in the culinary department as the pretentious French menu attests, though I’m just surprised that there was no\u00a0r\u00f4ti de porc on offer. Then again, that would probably have been classed as cannibalism, and we can’t have the society of friends doing that can we?\u00a0 \ud83d\ude00<\/p>\n

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Entertainment was provided by ivory tinkler Eileen Joyce. Here’s a rendition to get Listz to. I wonder if she played it that night from the stage?<\/p>\n