Found Rascal out back passed out next to the picnic table. I was worried he'd been into the sauce again. Turns out he had but thankfully this time it wasn't the full on hard stuff, just that tasty @Half_A_Pond Kentucky Rebel Scum sauce!
We have a few more summer days left and a few more bbq's left to enjoy! This week Rascal wants to give you a fireside 6" Colt .357 Python and is including some sauce so good it made his hair stand up!
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I am depending on you kind folks to tell the people what to do and how to participate!
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🚨The UK just secretly flew 24,000 Afghans into the country and made it illegal for the press to even cover the story. Now, it turns out all of them get free housing and welfare for "the rest of their lives" without ever having to work.
Doomed country.
FOLLOW ME, THE NEXT DROP WILL BE SHOCKING.
Cora was five. That is the detail that stays with you.
Unlike Dawson, who was three, or Callan, who was eight months old and still lived in a world of warmth, milk, and faces that meant safety, Cora had already crossed the threshold where a child begins to understand. She knew her mother’s voice. She knew the person strangling her was supposed to protect her.
In her final terrifying moments she would have understood that something was terribly wrong. The person she trusted most had become the source of her terror. A five year old can recognize danger, feel the shift from comfort to threat, and look into a familiar face that no longer matches the love she expected. That sudden, complete betrayal is almost unbearable to imagine. Horrifying.
Dawson and Callan were spared that knowledge. Cora was not. She was old enough to know what was happening, and that knowledge makes her death twice a brutal.
Justice for Cora, Dawson, and Callan.
🚨 TALARICO SAID ICE “KIDNAPPED” A 5-YEAR-OLD.
Here’s what he left out.
The dad is Victor Martinez Nieto. Illegal. Already arrested. Already took voluntary departure. Already deported in February.
Then he snuck back in.
ICE pulled him over in Austin. That’s not a kidnapping. That’s the second removal in six months.
DHS: ICE does not separate families. The parent chooses. Keep the child with you, or place the child with a safe person you name. In this case, father and son were removed together.
Talarico still called it a prison camp and a kidnapping.
That’s not faith. That’s a campaign ad.
Democrats haven’t won a Texas Senate seat since 1988. This is why. They pick the illegal re-entry case, skip the rap sheet, and smear the agents.
Enforce the law. Stop lying about it.
@Tackle71Wall All this humbug… it is true Lee Marvin is buried in Arlington because he has a Purple Heart and a CAR, he was never awarded the Navy Cross. Bob Keeshan was a Reservist; never served overseas much less in combat. Fred Rogers never served in the military due to medical reasons.
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I’m supposed to perform the obligatory little ritual now and pretend both versions of this trade debacle deserve equal credibility.
I don’t... I believe the Americans.
Not because they’re American. Not because politicians suddenly became trustworthy. And certainly not because Donald Trump has been canonized.
I believe them because the American account increasingly makes more sense.
Greer, Lutnick and Bessent have spoken openly and specifically about what happened. Their accounts have been remarkably consistent. They can discuss the negotiations like people who were actually involved in them, without appearing terrified that an unsupervised adjective might escape and without a teleprompter.
Meanwhile, what do Canadians get from our own government?
Carefully sterilized language. Vague explanations. Missing specifics. Scripted talking points. Every sentence apparently passed through enough communications people and lawyers to remove any detectable trace of information.
We’re being kept in the dark like bloody mushrooms while learning more about Canada’s own trade negotiations from American officials and American media than from the Canadian government supposedly representing us.
And somehow we’re not supposed to notice how politically convenient the Canadian version is.
We got:
👉🏻 Trump was unreasonable.
👉🏻 Trump changed the deal.
👉🏻 Trump threatened our sovereignty.
👉🏻 Trump forced Canada to walk away.
Trump. Trump. Trump.
Just keep Canadians sufficiently pissed off at Donald Trump and perhaps nobody asks the considerably more inconvenient question:
❓️ What exactly did Mark Carney walk away from, and why?
Because after the Gordie Howe Bridge fiasco, I’m fresh out of complimentary benefit of the doubt.
And here’s the part that absolutely reeks, discrediting any appearance of truth told by the liar in chief #MarkCarney...
If Carney possesses documentary evidence proving Trump suddenly dumped outrageous, unacceptable demands onto Canada at the eleventh hour, where the hell is it?
Seriously.
Think about what that evidence would be worth politically.
IF Carney had a piece of paper proving Donald Trump screwed Canada, blindsided our negotiators and forced our heroic prime minister to stand up, pound the table and walk away, the Liberal machine wouldn’t quietly tuck that document into a filing cabinet.
Are you kidding me?
▪︎ They’d wallpaper Ottawa with the damn thing.
▪︎ They’d hold press conferences about it.
▪︎ They’d wave it around in Parliament.
▪︎ They’d quote it in fundraising emails.
▪︎ They’d buy ads with it.
Every friendly pundit in the country would have a laminated copy by breakfast. CBC would probably commission a twelve-part documentary and an interpretive dance.
It would be political rocket fuel.
Carney could point directly at the evidence and say, See? I stood up to Trump.
And considering how desperately this government wants Canadians angry at Trump, they would squeeze every last political drop out of it.
Instead, we get:
- Words.
- Trust us.
- Trump did it.
- Don't worry about the details.
- Just keep your elbows up and direct your anger toward the orange man south of the border.
How extraordinarily convenient.
And while Canada spends years shrieking about foreign interference, demanding security clearances for opposition leaders and warning us about other countries trying to influence Canadian politics, Canadian politicians seem remarkably comfortable inserting themselves into American partisan politics.
Apparently foreign political influence is a mortal threat to democracy when it crosses the border heading north.
Heading south?
Nothing to see here, carry on.
So enough of the carefully packaged Liberal bullshit.
Release the negotiating documents.
• Show Canadians the American demands.
• Show us Canada's demands.
• Show us what changed.
• Show us when it changed.
• Show us exactly what was sitting on that table when Canada walked away.
Because if those documents prove Carney's story, his government has every political incentive imaginable to release them, and its quite odd that they haven't.
Their continued absence doesn't prove he's lying, but it sure does suggest it!
And considering the Americans are providing details while our own government feeds us verbal oatmeal, it sure as hell gives Canadians a reason to stop swallowing everything we're spoon-fed.
Mark Carney isn't an oracle. He isn't our father. And Canadians aren't intellectually deficient children who need the PMO to decide which facts we're mature enough to see.
Stop telling us whom to hate.
Show us what happened.
Then we'll decide for ourselves who is full of shit.
#cdnpoli
The fact that she’s even trying to evade punishment is proof enough that she wasn’t “insane” when she committed the crime. If a loving parent woke up from a psychotic stupor and found out they’d done something like that, they’d beg the state to execute them. They wouldn’t want to be found not guilty. They’d want to be punished to the fullest extent possible. They wouldn’t even ask for a lawyer. “I’m guilty. Either kill me or throw me in the darkest dungeon you have.” That’s all they’d say. And frankly it wouldn’t even get to that point because they would have made sure to commit suicide successfully when they had the chance. There’s no way any good, loving parent would sit through a trial and actually offer a defense for their own actions after strangling their beautiful children to death. Granted, no loving parent would commit that crime in the first place. But I’m saying that even according to the defense’s version of the case — that she was a “good mother” who went insane and had no control — her actions AFTER the crime don’t add up.
There was a girl in Rotherham. Twelve when the first man raped her. Fourteen when social services pulled her from school and called it "consensual." She was doused in petrol and told to burn if she talked.
She was one of 1,400.
Between 1997 and 2013, while the Alexis Jay Report later confirmed industrial-scale child sexual exploitation in Rotherham Metropolitan Borough, John Healey sat in Parliament representing that same borough. Twenty-nine years. Three constituencies. Same streets. Same schools. Same suffering.
In September 2012, The Times broke the story nationally and demanded an inquiry. Healey opposed it. His own website preserves the excuse: "I had an open mind but was not convinced this would help the abused girls."
Not convinced. While the men kept raping and the state kept not looking, Healey wanted more time. Two years later, the number was still 1,400.
Then came the money.
In 2014, UKIP MEP Jane Collins stood in Doncaster and accused Healey and two other Labour MPs of knowing about the abuse and doing nothing. They sued her for libel. In February 2017, Mr Justice Warby ruled in their favour. Collins was ordered to pay £54,000 to each MP. Healey pocketed fifty-four thousand pounds from a woman who accused him of failing those girls.
Total damages: £162,000. Total costs: over £670,000 billed to UKIP.
He did not hand it back. He did not donate it to survivors. He kept it.
Now look at the donors.
While positioning for Defence Secretary, Healey accepted £40,000 from two individuals, Nigel Grinyer and Barbara Follett, whose addresses the Register of Members' Financial Interests lists simply as "private." £40,000 in shadowy cheques while he prepared to accuse Nigel Farage of "secret donations."
Then the tax.
November 2025. Defence Secretary Healey failed to pay council tax on his London second home. An "administrative error," his office claimed. Sources confirmed he intended to claim the £1,469 back through parliamentary expenses. The man setting the national budget planned to bill you for his own oversight while his party stripped nine million pensioners of Winter Fuel Payments.
Then the charity.
Kin Kids. A Rotherham support group for kinship carers. Healey publicly backed it, pushed for its charitable status, attached his name to it. Its founder, Vicki MacGregor, was later convicted of child sexual abuse offences. Healey vouched for a paedophile's charity in the same borough where 1,400 children were raped on his watch.
Then the regicide.
June 2026. Healey resigns as Defence Secretary with a public letter damning Starmer as "unable" and the Treasury "unwilling" to defend the nation. Six weeks later, Starmer is gone. Andy Burnham is Prime Minister. Burnham makes Healey Chancellor of the Exchequer.
The knife goes in. The chair is warm.
Now the legacy.
The Child Trust Fund: Healey's brainchild. Promised as a gift to every British child. Today it sits as £1.6 billion of children's own money gathering dust in forgotten accounts, while fund managers extract £100 million annually in fees. A scheme that became an annuity for the City.
Housing: As Minister for Housing, Healey declared that more people renting rather than owning was "a good thing." The man now drafting the national budget opposes the concept of working families owning their homes.
The ledger:
∘ 1,400 confirmed victims during his tenure.
∘ "Not convinced" an inquiry would help them.
∘ £54,000 from a UKIP MEP for being called out.
∘ £40,000 from private donors while demanding Farage's transparency.
∘ £1,469 in unpaid tax, billed to you.
∘ £1.6 billion of children's money left to rot.
∘ One paedophile's charity, vouched for.
∘ One coup. One promotion. One Chancellorship.
St Peter's School, York. Founded 627 AD. Christ's College, Cambridge. Fabian Society. TUC campaigns. Twenty-nine years on the taxpayer. Zero days in a real job. Zero days answering to anyone outside the machine.
That girl in Rotherham? She's thirty-seven now. She lives with it every day.
John Healey lives in Downing Street. He signs your cheques. He decides how much of your money you keep.
Every signature from the man who was "not convinced" an inquiry into her rape would help her.
That's your Chancellor.
England is in shock.
Not the shock of surprise. The shock of recognition. That moment when we finally admit what we have been seeing for years but were too polite, too exhausted, too bullied to name.
Our capital city flies foreign flags on New Year's Eve and its mayor jokes about independence. Our Prime Minister appointed a Hamas sympathiser as his chief legal adviser and a convicted fraudster as his deputy. Our police force spent £631 million on diversity training while corruption investigations collapsed by 70% and rape gangs operated with impunity. Our Energy Secretary oversaw £44 million vanishing into fraudulent schemes. Our Chancellor pocketed £54,000 from a woman who accused him of failing 1,400 raped girls. Our Manchester Mayor covered up grooming gangs while taking UAE blood money.
This is not a government. This is a looting party with parliamentary privilege.
Let us be specific, shall we? Let us do what the BBC won't.
Andy Burnham. The "King of the North" who lost his own working class constituency because his own people saw through him. The Health Secretary who buried 1,200 deaths at Mid Staffordshire to protect institutional reputations. The man who voted for an illegal war on fabricated intelligence, then voted eighteen times against inquiries into his own crime. The Mayor who spent £27 million on consultants while children were raped in the streets he controlled. The Prime Minister who, within weeks of taking office, exchanged texts with an imposter posing as Trump's chief of staff because his operational security is a joke. Who appointed Andy Slaughter, photographed shaking hands with Hamas officials in Jerusalem, to decide which groups Britain proscribes as terrorists. Who made Louise Haigh, convicted of fraud against the police, his de facto Deputy Prime Minister. Who made Miatta Fahnbulleh, daughter of a Liberian dictator's minister, Energy Secretary after she lost £44 million to fraud. Who made John Healey, who was "not convinced" an inquiry into 1,400 raped girls in his constituency would help them, his Chancellor. Who made Bev Craig, who covered up Manchester's grooming gangs, Mayor of the city region.
This is not failure upward. This is criminality institutionalised.
And London? London has Sadiq Khan. The human rights lawyer who freed Louis Farrakhan, Louis Farrakhan, to enter Britain. Who consulted on the defence of a 9/11 conspirator. Who visited terror suspects in prison and shared platforms nine times with an imam who called women subservient and gays condemned. Who signed a letter blaming 7/7 on British foreign policy, not on the bombers. Who has presided over a 72% rise in knife crime, was officially rebuked by the statistics watchdog for lying about it, and stripped the Met of AI tools that catch corrupt officers. Who extracted £500 million from drivers through ULEZ while his own assessments admitted it had "negligible effect on air quality." Who bankrupted TfL (£12 billion in debt) and hiked our council tax by 71%. Who lit the London Eye in EU colours on New Year's Eve and "joked" about declaring independence. Who denies grooming gangs exist in his city in 2026, calling survivors "politically motivated."
Our capital is being managed by a man who thinks it is his personal city state. Our country is being run by a cabinet that reads like a criminal indictment. Our police are more concerned with pronouns than burglaries. Our borders are sieves operated by Iranian terror units. Our media, our BBC, our ITV, our Channel 4, maintain a disciplined silence while MI5 stops twenty terrorist plots in a year and says nothing.
They do not serve us. They serve each other. They serve ideologies imported from American campuses and Gulf funded think tanks. They serve the next consultancy contract, the next peerage, the next sinecure in a Brussels bureaucracy or a UN agency.
And we? We pay for it all. We pay the ULEZ charges for air quality that doesn't improve. We pay the council tax hikes for services that don't arrive. We pay the TV licence for news that isn't reported. We pay for the diversity officers while our daughters are raped and our police are overwhelmed and our borders are crossed by people who hate us.
And where do these operatives report? To 16 Princes Gate, Knightsbridge. The Iranian Embassy. A Grade II listed building overlooking Hyde Park in London's most expensive postcode. The IRGC's London headquarters operates in plain sight, untouched, unraided, unclosed. We proscribed the group. We declared them terrorists. We gave ourselves the legal power to act. And then we did nothing. The Union Jack flies at half mast for dead monarchs while the flag of the Islamic Republic flies at full mast in our capital, directing operations against our own people. The building should be shuttered. The diplomats expelled. The networks dismantled. Instead, it remains open for business. A terror hub with a SW1A postcode. This is not diplomacy. This is surrender wearing a tie.
The Iranians know it. The IRGC runs smuggling routes across our Channel with impunity from their Knightsbridge embassy. They send operatives daily via small boats while our navy is deployed to diversity workshops. Trump kills IRGC operatives on Iranian soil. Burnham lets them walk free in London. That is the difference between a leader and a placeholder. Between a nation that survives and one that submits.
This is not incompetence. Incompetence is random. This is systematic. This is the deliberate dismantling of a nation by people who view its history as shameful, its people as obstacles, and its institutions as resources to be strip mined for their own advancement.
We have been told this is diversity. This is inclusion. This is progress.
It is not. It is conquest by administrative procedure. It is the replacement of competence with credentials, of justice with ideology, of truth with narrative.
The game is up. The receipts are filed. The pattern is proven.
England will not save itself. Either we do it, or it dies. Decide.
@harveyspistols@HardPass4 She was a humanitarian, she was an Artist, and the world is less in her passing. May She rejoice at the Right Hand of the Lord. Rest in Peace and Love. 🙏🏽