This is a lovely video about our fantastic charity that Iโm super proud of. Bit emotional watching it as I was in Ireland at the time caring for my very sick father, so I couldnโt be there for the filming. Iโm so proud of everyone and all the hard work put in over the years.
https://t.co/Y9C01g3bNY
Iโve booked in to get a tattoo in Spain with the girl I used to babysit when I lived there ๐ very excited to see her after 14 years ๐ซช๐ซช๐ซช๐ซช
Hi @Namecheap weโre trying to contact someone regarding an old website hosted on your platform that is publicly associated with our registered charity, Kilburn State of Mind. We no longer have access to the account and have been told you cannot discuss the matter with us. Weโre simply trying to understand what options exist to resolve this. Can someone from your team please assist?
Well done, you mouth-breathing cretins. And well done to all the pricks on social media who have done nothing but race-bait over this tragedy. Shameful across the board.
As a psychologist, Iโll bet you ยฃ100 this is what happened with poor Henry Nowak. Cops suffer from empathy burn out. 90% of the time they deal with nothing but scum. It doesnโt make it right, but that cynicism will have come into play, here.
They get a 999 call saying, โA Sikh has been attacked.โ They arrive at the scene, thereโs a Sikh saying heโs been attacked and someone (Henry) acting strangely. The weapon has been hidden. They will have immediately thought โdrink or drugsโ, and they see no obvious wounds. The murderer laid on exactly the scene the police would have expected to see, had the complaint been genuine.
These are pure human confirmation and anchoring biases at play: the cops saw what they expected to see from the info they had going into the situation. They were tricked. Humans make mistakes.
Where the cops royally fucked up was not following normal procedures when someone says they have been stabbed, and checking them all over including skin. They should lose their jobs over that negligence alone and for allowing their biases to override their training.
I guarantee you โI canโt breatheโ inadvertently made things worse as thatโs what every single scumbag says when they get arrested, since George Floyd.
This absolute tragedy is a sad combination of confirmation and anchoring biases, excessive cynicism, and a criminal failure to follow correct procedures, not to mention a lying, murdering piece of shit and his piece of shit family doing everything they could to confuse the police and muddy the waters. It has nothing to do with diversity.
Henry Nowak should not have died at all, but he would have died whatever the police did. However, in these circumstances he should have died with someone holding his hand, trying to save him, and telling him it would be ok, not in handcuffs being read his rights. The police officers who made this dreadful error should lose their jobs and will have to live with that for the rest of their days.
Final point: well done to the Hants Police detectives who shredded the murdererโs story and secured a conviction.
@JackHadders โYou just stand thereโ lolโฆ whatโs he meant to do? Join in ๐๐๐ heโs doing his job. Go stand outside the courts. Itโs nothing to do with him ffs! Brainless.
You donโt get to be racist and Irish.
You donโt get to be proud of your heritage,
Plights and fights for freedom,
While kneeling on the neck of another.
Youโre not entitled to sing songs
Of heroes and martyrs,
Mothers and fathers who cried
As they starved in a famine.
Or of brave-hearted,
Soft-spoken
Poets and artists,
Lined up in a yard,
Blindfolded and bound,
Waiting for Godot,
And point-blank to sound.
We emigrated.
We immigrated.
We took refuge,
So cannot refuse
When itโs our time
To return the favour.
Land stolen,
Spirits broken,
Bodies crushed and swollen,
Unholy tokens of Christ,
Nailed to a tree,
That you hang around your neck
Like a noose of the free.
Our colour pasty,
Our accents thick,
Hands like shovels
From mortar and brick,
Laying foundations of cities
You now stand upon.
Our suffering seeps from every stone
Your opportunities arise from,
Outstanding on the shoulders
Of our forefathers and foremothers
Who bore your motherโs mother.
Our music is for the righteous.
Our joys have been earned,
Well deserved and serve
To remind us to remember:
More Blacks.
More Dogs.
More Irish.
Still labelled leprechauns, Micks, Paddies, louts
Weโre shouting to tell you:
Our land, our laws
Are progressively out there.
Weโre in a chrysalis,
State of emerging
Into a new and more beautiful รire.
40 Shades Better.
Unanimous in our rainbow vote,
Weโve found our stereotypical pot of gold,
And my God, itโs good.
So join usโฆ
โCause you donโt get to be racist and Irish.
A poem by Imelda May โค๏ธ