@mtpennycook, who exactly should be frightened?
The Unite the Kingdom march has brought together families, pensioners, veterans and working people calling for secure borders, equal policing standards and an end to two tier justice. Among the sea of Union Jacks being carried with pride there are Israeli flags, the Lion and Sun flag of a free Iran carried by Iranians who reject the regime that massacres them, the Welsh Dragon, the Saltire and the George Cross. These are not Antifa thugs. These are not Iranian regime agitators. These are British citizens and their allies exercising a democratic right that your government threatened before they had taken a single step.
On the same day, one mile away, a march is taking place whose participants are chanting globalise the Intifada, by any means necessary and from the river to the sea, a call for the elimination of the Jewish state, in the vicinity of one of London's largest synagogues. Your Prime Minister described globalise the Intifada as extreme racism last week. Your colleague David Lammy has said nothing about that march. No warnings. No extra court capacity. No concern about who might be frightened.
You speak of inciting hatred and dividing communities. This government has acknowledged that rising antisemitic violence in Britain is driven in part by the atmosphere created by pro-Palestinian marches. Five attacks on the Jewish community of north London in six weeks. Two worshippers murdered outside a Manchester synagogue on Yom Kippur. Jewish families changing their names and making plans to leave. Jewish children escorted to school under security. That hatred was built march by march, chant by chant, on British streets for two and a half years while your government looked the other way and called it peaceful protest.
The people you are calling frightening are the people who noticed. The people you are not calling frightening are the ones who gave them reason to march.
"Among the sea of Union Jacks being carried with pride there are Israeli flags, the Lion and Sun flag of a free Iran carried by Iranians who reject the regime that massacres them, the Welsh Dragon, the Saltire and the George Cross."
I firmly believe Britain’s extremely liberal pre-WWI gun laws—more liberal even than the US—should be restored and Britons should be allowed to carry guns openly. As Heinlein said, an armed society is a polite society—and politeness is in short supply right now.
Let’s deal with this nonsense properly, because this comparison deserves to be fired straight into the nearest star.
Yes — without immigrants, Manchester United wouldn’t have much of a starting XI. Stunning revelation. Stop the presses.
But here’s the bit the woke-by-reflex crowd keep either missing or deliberately ignoring:
Manchester United’s players are not undocumented migrants.
They are:
• Legally vetted
• Highly skilled
• Contracted professionals
• On strict work permits
• Paying tax
• Selected because they are the best on the planet at what they do
In other words, they are the polar opposite of hundreds of thousands of unskilled, undocumented illegal migrants entering the country with no papers, no skills verification, no job, no housing, and no plan beyond “the state will sort it.”
Comparing elite professional footballers to illegal immigration is like comparing a fighter jet to a shopping trolley because they both have wheels somewhere.
This is the absolute breaking point of the left-woke mindset:
• Conflating legal immigration with illegal mass migration
• Treating borders as a social construct
• Pretending skills, law, consent, capacity, and numbers don’t matter
• And shouting “racist” as a substitute for thinking
Britain has never been anti-immigration.
Britain is anti-loss of control.
There is a vast, glaring difference between:
• “Come legally, work, contribute, integrate”
and
• “Arrive undocumented and invoice the taxpayer”
One strengthens a country.
The other quietly breaks it.
Footballers don’t prove the case for open borders.
They prove the case for standards, selection, and control.
Not a single one of my colleagues waited 14 years for this dire situation. The sycophancy is surface only, and Westminster game playing. Nobody is fooled - including, you know, those proles who pay our salaries - and this just reinforces the idea that all MPs are dishonest...
Dear @Peston
This is not just the story of a very bad man (or of many bad men who raped trafficked girls & women)
It is the story of a SYSTEM which allowed them all to operate with IMPUNITY
Senior journalists like you are an essential part of that CORRUPT SYSTEM
START doing your job
@DPJHodges@ArthurMuir1901 Bless Dan... he's like a dim throwback to the 50's, seeing reds under the bed. Ironically, Dan is the biggest sized 400 bed wetter in the western Hemisphere
People constantly attack me just because I tell the world about the snowstorms and Arctic conditions in Gaza.
Only this morning I received reports about the IDF chasing dozens of babies and journalists into a glacial crevasse.
Keir Starmer dies...
...and ends up at the pearly gates.
St. Peter looks at him and finds his name in his book.
"So, you're a politician...hated one"
"Well, yes. Is there a problem?"
"Oh no, there is no problem. But we have a policy for people in your profession, you have to spend a day each in heaven and hell and then you will be free to choose where you want to spend the rest of eternity."
"Why can't I choose now? Why do I have to spend a day in hell?"
"Well, that is the policy."
First, Starmer the hated spends a day in heaven.
He sees angels singing and people playing harps. He finds heaven very boring for him.
Next, he spends a day in hell.
Upon arriving there he expects to see barren wastelands with rivers of lava and people being boiled alive, but instead sees lush greenery and a large five-star hotel in front of him. At the hotel entrance, he sees Satan wearing a tuxedo and sipping on a martini.
"This isn't what I expected hell to be."
"Oh, hell has been completely misrepresented. We have a luxury five-star hotel with seven-course meals prepared by the best chefs. And we have all the sporting facilities you could imagine with a very large pool. All this is for free."
So Starmer spends the entire day playing golf and eating his meals by the poolside.
At the end of the day, he sleeps in the most luxurious bed he could imagine in a very large suite.
The next morning, when he wakes up, he is back at the pearly gates where St. Peter is waiting for him.
"So what will it be?"
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I prefer hell."
So, Starmer is transported back to hell, where he sees a barren wasteland illuminated only by the glow of rivers of lava and hears the screams of people being tortured.
The people were starving and were dressed in rags.
The air is full of the stench of sulphur. Once again, he sees Satan in his tux.
"What happened to the hotel, the golf course, the pool and all the greenery I saw yesterday?"
"Well'' said Satan, we followed your political career and decided to copy you. Yesterday, we were campaigning; today you voted, and now you must live with Socialist Fabianism."