@Matt_VickersMP Mr Vickers, I voted remain and I'll never forgive or forget what your party have done, the lies, the fraud, the accepting of dodgy foreign cash. The people were conned by the xenophobic messages produced by your party and their alter egos UKIP. The only winners are tax evaders!
@pilothardy Ffs, stop being so sanctimonious. She can wear whatever she wants, and let’s be honest, churches wouldn’t have let them marry in church before, so they’ve changed…
MAJOR BREAKING: Canada bans Texas cattle over flesh-eating screwworm outbreak.
Remember that Trump/DOGE pushed broad USDA staffing and budget cuts that affected APHIS, which happens to be the the Animal and Plant Health Inspection Service within the U.S. Department of Agriculture, responsible for overseeing screwworm in cattle at the federal level.
Thanks Trump for screwing us, you worm....
"Southern Water sparks fury with ‘absolutely disgusting’ sewage dumping plans."
So Southern Water's big plan to fix the sewage scandal is simply to extent their pipework and dump it further out to sea, no I'm not kidding, just as the good people of Whitstable. @SOSWhitstable
https://t.co/XZjO15OAqu
Look at this photograph.
It’s 1968.
The man carrying this little boy on his shoulders is not his father.
His father has just left.
Left his mother.
Left their home.
Left for another life.
And the man who showed up — who drove 45 minutes across London just to check on a 5-year-old boy whose world had suddenly fallen apart — is holding him steady with both hands while the child laughs at the top of his lungs.
That drive would inspire the best-selling Beatles single of all time.
The boy’s name was Julian Lennon.
And he has never quite known how to feel about it.
Julian Charles John Lennon was born on April 8, 1963.
Four days earlier, The Beatles had released their first album.
His father, John Lennon, was becoming one of the most famous people on Earth.
From the beginning, music came first.
The touring.
The recording.
The chaos.
The fame.
Julian came after all of it.
Paul McCartney, however, had known Julian since he was a baby. He watched him grow up while the world around the Beatles became louder and stranger and harder to survive.
Then, in May 1968, John told Cynthia Lennon their marriage was over.
He had fallen in love with Yoko Ono.
Cynthia later said she came home from vacation and found Yoko already there.
Just like that, the family was broken apart.
Julian was five years old.
Paul McCartney decided to drive out to see Cynthia and Julian.
No cameras.
No publicity.
No grand gesture.
Just a friend showing up because a little boy was hurting.
And during that drive, Paul started humming.
“Hey Jules… don’t make it bad…”
Later, he changed “Jules” to “Jude.”
The song became “Hey Jude.”
Released in August 1968, it spent nine weeks at No. 1 in America, sold millions of copies, and became the biggest-selling Beatles single in history.
But for Julian Lennon, the song carried two truths at once.
To the world, it became comfort.
To him, it became memory.
A reminder that his father had walked away.
And that another man had stepped in long enough to help carry the weight.
Years later, Julian admitted he has a “love-hate relationship” with the song.
Because every stadium singalong…
Every radio replay…
Every well-meaning person saying “Your song!”…
Also brings him back to that moment when his childhood changed forever.
Yet even through all the complicated feelings, one thing never changed:
He never forgot that Paul showed up.
Not because he had to.
Not because it benefited him.
But because a child needed kindness.
Look at the photograph one more time.
A little boy laughing with his whole body.
A man holding him securely on his shoulders.
Two hands making sure he doesn’t fall.
Julian doesn’t know yet about the divorce.
About the fame.
About the legal battles.
About inheritance disputes.
About the strange burden of having your pain turned into one of the most famous songs ever written.
Right now, he only knows one thing:
Someone came.
And sometimes, for a child, that is everything.
Social media slamming Caroline Kennedy, 68, for ageing is repulsive. She's had tragedy in her life since pre-K and her only daughter *just* passed away. And she has her dad's lovely sandy/red-haired complexion.
America, you are truly a confederacy of dunces.
Since Andy Burnham wants to be the next Labour leader, here’s a reminder:
Andy accused victims of Pakistani-Muslim grooming gangs of trying to “propagandise” the issue.
He tried to block the grooming gangs inquiry in Manchester and nationally.
He claimed that Pakistani-Muslims grooming gangs are a “thing of the past” despite clear evidence that little girls are still being victimised to this day, including in his local area.
And what does he call the LITTLE GIRLS who were raped under his watch?
Not children.
Not little girls.
“Young women.”
Even on the most basic level, Burnham tried to shift the blame onto victims and refused to acknowledge that they were children.
Countless little girls were raped, exploited and even murdered by Pakistani-Muslim grooming gangs, while powerful men like him turned a blind eye.
Andy Burnham belongs in prison, not Parliament.
And certainly not in 10 Downing Street.
A Chinese man decided to prove that women are perfectly safe in India and Bangladesh
He disguised himself as an unattractive pregnant woman and spent three days in public.
According to him, he was repeatedly groped, harassed, and nearly sexually assaulted.
Now he says he has a very different understanding of how “safe” things really are.
In the 1990s, Canadian ecologist Suzanne Simard made a groundbreaking discovery that challenged everything we thought we knew about how forests work. While studying managed forests in British Columbia, she noticed something puzzling: when birch trees were removed to promote the growth of valuable Douglas firs, the firs did not flourish as expected, they actually struggled and grew more slowly.
Determined to understand why, Simard traced the movement of nutrients using radioactive carbon isotopes. What she found was astonishing. Trees were actively sharing resources through vast underground fungal networks known as mycorrhizae. These delicate, thread-like fungi connect the roots of different trees across the forest floor, forming a complex web that allows the exchange of carbon, water, nutrients, and even chemical signals, sometimes between entirely different species.
She discovered that older, larger trees often serve as central "hubs" or "mother trees," supporting younger saplings by redistributing vital resources and helping the entire ecosystem remain resilient. When these key trees are removed, the underground network weakens, and the health of the remaining forest declines.
Simard’s research overturned the traditional Darwinian view of forests as battlegrounds of ruthless competition. Instead, she revealed a far more sophisticated reality: forests operate as highly cooperative systems where trees communicate, support one another, and even warn neighboring trees about threats like drought, disease, or insect attacks.
What appears to the human eye as a silent, still forest is, in truth, a vibrant, interconnected living network, built not on isolation and rivalry, but on deep connection and mutual aid.
He was the 22-year-old Italian Francesco Favaretto.
Francesco was surrounded by a gang of about 10 young immigrants, including second-generation foreigners and girls. He was beaten, stabbed, and slashed with broken glass bottles, even to the neck.
Rushed to hospital with deep wounds to his throat, after days of agony his heart stopped beating.
Another young Italian life extinguished by mass migration.
The 16-year-old who struck him with a shard of glass was sentenced to just eight years in prison. Other gang members, including Toluwaloju McLinkspual Ade (who stabbed him), Angelo Riccardo Ozuna, and Abi Traore, are standing trial for voluntary manslaughter and aggravated robbery.
When will we wake up? WHEN?
BREAKING: D-DAY DISGRACE! Pentagon Pete shames our fallen WWII heroes at the Normandy ceremony by comparing migrant boats to the Allied invasion against the Nazis!
Secretary of War Crimes Pete Hegseth delivered an incredibly disrespectful performance at today’s D-Day commemoration in Normandy, using the solemn event to push anti-immigrant rhetoric.
While standing on the hallowed beaches where Allied forces launched the largest invasion in history to liberate Europe from Nazi occupation, Hegseth said:
“Today, different European beaches are stormed by different dangerous ideologies. In Spain, Italy, Greece and Bulgaria, boats and men arrive. When will European capitals do something about that invasion? Or is it too late?”
OMG. D-Day was the moment American, British, Canadian and other Allied troops risked everything to storm those beaches and defeat fascism. A day when it really seemed the future of the world hung in the balance.
To cheapen the 82nd commemoration of that day with B.S. xenophobic political posturing about migration is just unconscionable.
On behalf of the handful of youthful heroes still with us at 100 years of age or more, we apologize on behalf of the American people.
At one of the most sacred and historic sites in the world, the Trumper Hegseth couldn’t even show some basic respect to the fallen by leaving politics the f*ck out of it for once.
Shame on you, Pete. Quiet, piggy.
They killed my 2 year old great aunt at Auschwitz, along with every single person in her entire extended family - 79 people - except for her mother and my grandfather, the latter of whom the family had been able to hide in 1939 after one of his school friends died unexpectedly.
My great grandmother weighed 72 pounds when she was liberated, and she carried the scars of the medical torture she endured for the rest of her life. She was also left sterile, and deeply traumatized.
When she tried to go back to the house her family had owned for a hundred years, a neighbor family had moved in, and threatened her life if she didn’t leave town and never come back. When she tried to collect her parents’ life insurance, with the numbers her father had made everyone memorize, the insurance company said that without proof of death, they wouldn’t pay.
The only thing on that list that’s happening to trans people is the sterilization —- but y’all are doing that to yourselves. It is unbelievably offensive to victims of actual genocide for you to pretend that men being told to use men’s spaces is even in the same ballpark.
The Sunday Times reports that 3 days after Henry Nowak’s death, police wanted to issue a statement implying Henry was the aggressor.
By then, they already had evidence that wasn’t the case. Only after objections from Henry’s family was the wording changed.
They weren’t trying to protect Henry. They were trying to protect themselves. That was the disinformation 💣