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What a crock of crap
Starmer politically milking Henry Nowak’s death for all its worth .
He had the family visit Downing st & leave alone under the glare of the national Media .
Why didn’t he meet them in Hampshire at a quiet spot & no cameras ?
Cheap politics . That’s Starmer
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It is evident, from seeing the video, the man has mobility problems.
That's why @HantsPolice went in mob handed. Because he is a disabled man and he was easy to beat up.
Fucking abhorrent levels of so called policing in the UK right now. You'd think they'd fucking learn.
Unlike George Floyd, Nowak didn't commit any crimes. He wasn't a serial violent felon.
Yet unlike the George Floyd situation, I don't see any cops taking a knee for the white kid.
If the majority of a police force won't speak out against what happened, they're complicit in it.
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This man is a veteran who has 13 pins in a broken leg/ankle and was sat on a wall when overzealous coppers from @HantsPolice decided to make an example of him. He has a solicitor and has opted to be tried at crown court instead of magistrates court. I hope you air this disgusting assault carried out once again by the same police force that cowardly arrested and allowed young Henry to die on their watch. @PeterBleksley@JuliaHB1@iancollinsuk@mrmarkdolan@petercardwell
🇬🇧 A court has heard that the man filmed being beaten and kicked in the head by British Riot Police is a military veteran with PTSD who could not disperse as ordered due to a leg injury.
Matt Styler, a 50-year-old married father-of-three from Gosport, has been remanded in custody after pleading not guilty to assault by beating of an emergency worker during protests following the murder of Henry Nowak.
His lawyer said Styler had 13 pins in his right ankle, had recently had an X-ray, and could not simply jump down from the wall he was sitting on. The court also heard Styler suffers from complex PTSD and has issues with one of his legs.
Police.
After what they did to Henry and having just seen 6 of them on top of a man whilst one was putting the boot in to his head and shoulders. This Man who was just standing at the side of the road during the riots.
Police brutality here in the UK.
His crime? Being an old guy with limited mobility who was sat on a wall, and when the police decided to move their line past him that qualified him for a brutal beating and repeated kicks to the head while held down.
Savage, evil evil bastards.
This is Henry Nowak.
He was eighteen years old.
He had a life ahead of him.
He had a degree he was halfway through earning. He had a graduation he would have walked across the stage for. He had a first job he had not started, a first paycheck he had not opened, a first promotion he had not earned yet.
He had a girlfriend he had not met. A first date he had not been on. A first home he had not moved into. A wedding day he had not stood at the end of an aisle for.
He had children he would never hold. A first time hearing his own child cry, the way every parent describes as the moment everything changes. Bedtime stories he would never read. Football matches in the back garden he would never lose on purpose.
He had grandparents he had not yet said goodbye to. Parents he had not yet looked after the way they had looked after him. A sister whose wedding day he would not stand beside her on.
He had Christmases. Sixty more of them, if the world had been fair. Mornings with coffee. Quiet Tuesdays. Long Sunday lunches that go on too long because nobody wants to leave.
He had friendships that would have lasted forty years. Reunions. Late nights. Stupid jokes nobody else would have understood. Stories that would have started with “do you remember when Henry —” and ended with everyone in the room laughing.
He had a life ahead of him.
And in seven minutes on a Southampton pavement, a stranger with a knife took every single one of those days from him.
Eighteen years old. Walking home from a night out. Telling the police he had been stabbed while they listened to the man who had done it.
He died saying “I can’t breathe.”
He died saying “please, brother.”
He died on a street in the country that was supposed to keep him safe.
And the institutions that should have stood up for him went quiet. The Prime Minister could not find his name for six months. The press looked the other way. His own embassy took his mural down. The officers who stood over him have still not been named.
But we are here. Saying his name. Holding his memory. Refusing to let him be forgotten.
Henry Nowak was eighteen years old. He had a life ahead of him.
He should still be here.
Forever 18. 🤍
#JusticeForHenryNowak