A Moroccan player makes a throat-slitting gesture while shouting “Allahu Akbar” after scoring a goal, directly enacting Quranic verses about striking the necks of infidels.
They just have to turn everything into their religious war against non-Muslims. Zero sportsmanship.
Invaders in the channel shouting "this is the end of England" as they enter the UK today.
Nothing new.
The ones already here are openly saying it.
Millions must go.
Do be careful travelling on @AvantiWestCoast trains. I was travelling from Manchester to London recently and two people without a ticket were allowed to remain on the train.They then stole my suitcase. It’s a thing apparently. Shame on Avanti for not protecting their customers.
Jordan Bardella de 30 años lidera las encuestas presidenciales en Francia, y se proyecta gane en TODO el país, excepto Paris.
Sus propuestas:
👉🏼 Deportar musulmanes radicales
👉🏼 Cerrar mezquitas
👉🏼 Disolver organizaciones pro-ISLAM
Tipazo. La única manera de salvar Europa
This is the small English town of Chertsey. Population 15,000.
An African born "French citizen" has been arrested and charged with raping and murdering a 2 year old baby girl here.
It's just every single day.
A shop owner in my constituency was ignored by the police when he reported shoplifting.
But when he displayed pictures of the thieves, the police showed up - to tell him that those pictures violated GDPR.
Madness. A free run for criminals, while normal people get crushed.
Afghans who groomed 17-year-old girl with vodka and cigarettes before gang-raping her then fleeing UK in back of a lorry are found guilty https://t.co/SuNZg0Re5u
And now I’m here. I can’t tell you how happy this makes me. I’ve come to a proper village fete in Frogham in the New Forest. I’ve paid 50 pence for raffle tickets at the bottle tombola (I won a bottle of Diet Coke and not the alcohol I’d hope for), I totally failed to knock a single coconut off at the shy, but I did win a little packet of sweets by knocking tin cans down with a bean bag at the stall next to it. This is exactly like the village fetes my Mum took me to fifty years or so ago. It hasn’t changed a bit. A totally perfect slice of English life.