‼️England 2026 where white female toddlers go through more security vetting than our invaders
You don’t frisk a toddler and reduce her to tears. Ever. We all know who the actual security risk is in the UK and it’s not her.
@andyburnham Do you really want me to share how your Assurance Review in Oldham covered up what really happened with him and how he was protected?
https://t.co/a3HbCekLDk
A BOMBSHELL study of 470,000 people found using sunscreen increased the risk of 3 MAJOR SKIN CANCERS.
- INVASIVE MELANOMA: +292%
- BASAL CELL CARCINOMA: +140%
- SQUAMOUS CELL CARCINOMA: +126%
These alarming cancer signals persisted even after researchers accounted for age, sex, skin type, tanning ability, sunburn history, sunlamp use, and time spent outdoors.
It's not a good idea to slather rapidly absorbed toxic chemicals all over your body while blocking vitamin D — one of the body’s main defenses against cancer.
🇬🇧 UK lawyer Paul Powlesland cleaned 200 bags of waste from a polluted river.
Fish and dragonflies have returned.
Now he faces up to 2 years in prison for doing it without a permit.
This is modern Britain: punishing people who actually clean up the environment while the bureaucracy strangles common sense.
Absolutely insane.
Source: @Coinvo / Writer: Oliver
The panic-stricken efforts by the state to force digital ID on the proles while simultaneously securing anonymity and cover for themselves and their own is a wonder to behold.
So let me get this straight:
Leftists want 16 year olds to vote.
They want 12 year olds to be able to consent to sex changes.
But they don’t want those same teenagers to read conservative opinions on social media, only Blue Sky?
Their agenda is pretty obvious.
🚨BREAKING: Alec Penstone WW2 veteran dies aged 101.
Born in Tottenham, London, on 23 April 1925, Alec was just 15 when war broke out.
He volunteered as a part-time air raid precautions messenger during the Blitz, then joined the Royal Navy in 1943.
he trained as a Submarine Detector (ASDIC/sonar operator) in 1943, choosing the role for the extra nine pence pay.
Aboard escort carrier HMS Campania, he worked three decks down on constant action stations, listening through headphones for the sounds of U-boats, torpedoes, and mines in the harsh Atlantic and Arctic seas.
A proud face at every Remembrance Sunday, Alec later captured the world’s attention with his heartbreaking honesty: “This is not the country I fought for.”
From the Greatest Generation that stared down tyranny with raw courage thank you, Alec.
You gave everything.
Lest We Forget. 🇬🇧🕊️
Six weeks.
SIX FLIPPING WEEKS.
Lucy has not heard our voices. She hasn't slept on her rug. She hasn't gone for a ride in the truck. She hasn't been snuggled by her family, played with Lex, or run free in her own field.
SIX WEEKS.
She's been locked in a tiny cell, sleeping on concrete, likely wondering why we abandoned her.
SIX WEEKS.
She's eleven years old. She doesn't have endless time ahead of her. She could get sick. Her health could fail. Every day matters.
And while everyone moves at a snail's pace, without a care in the world, time keeps slipping away from MY DOG—the dog who was taken because a petty neighbor decided to call the authorities when she slipped out of her collar in our OWN YARD!
This wasn't some outrageous act! This wasn't a purposeful violation of anything and didn’t cause incident. This wasn't the terrifying incident the neighbors or government would like people to believe it was.
It was a normal, everyday occurrence that happened on our private property!
We could have lied. We could have denied it happened. No one had proof otherwise:
But that's not who we are.
So for six weeks, my Lucy—my eleven-year-old dog who stood watch over our family through deployment after deployment, who kept me company during the lonely nights when I watched the news and wondered if my husband would make it home alive—has sat in prison.
This is a sick abuse of the law, and an innocent animal is paying the price.
Not for biting someone.
Not for attacking someone.
Not for leaving and roaming the neighborhood.
For being in her own yard.
Let that sink in.
And because malicious neighbors refused to mind their own business, and because officials with the power to do the right thing have refused to exercise any bit of common sense, she remains there.
They make me sick.
The abuse of power makes me sick.
The character assassination makes me sick.
The lies make me sick.
The fact that people who have never met us, never spoken to us, and don't know the first thing about our family have spent years trying to destroy our peace makes me sick.
Enough is enough!
Let Lucy come home already! Is this really the hill anyone wants to die on? It’s a single dog. It’s an average family. Send her back and leave us alone. That’s all we want.
And for those who have participated in this injustice—whether through malice, cowardice, pride, or indifference, know this:
God sees every bit of it.
He knows the truth.
And one day, every one of us will answer to Him.
Until our Lucy is home and beyond. We will not stop fighting.
#savelucy
This lady has shared her doorbell footage to try to trace this man. He found her purse at Minskip/boroughbridge area boot sale and returned it to her address. She waant at home so after checking with neighbours he posted it through her letterbox. She would like to thank him
There were massive international protests over George Floyd and those police involved were severely punished with long prison sentences, yet the police responsible here did not even lose their jobs!
An incredibly unjust double-standard!
Synthetic folic acid is being introduced to all flour in the UK including ‘organic flour’.
No debate in our Parliament and no vote. Mass medication with something which will cause more harm than benefit in the those ( all of us ) who are exposed to it.
Does that sound familiar ?
You might have heard of Maggie Oliver.
She's a former Greater Manchester detective who, in 2012, was ordered to abandon her investigation into the systematic rape of children in Rochdale, and decided she would rather resign her warrant card rather than do so.
Maggie, as that would imply, is one of the good ones. I constantly ask how our police can consider themselves worthy of the badge if they are not willing to return the badge rather than commit injustice in its name. Maggie did just that; she was asked to cover for criminals, so she told the shirts to stuff themselves and handed back her commission.
She won a small but consequential victory in the High Court on Friday. Mr Justice Kimblin granted her foundation a full judicial review of whether the British state has actually done anything about the recommendations it accepted, in 2022, at the end of a seven-year inquiry into the institutional cover-up of decades of child sexual abuse.
Maggie Oliver is one woman. She has no political party behind her and no standing in Whitehall. She has no peerage, no chambers, no billionaire foundation footing her bills.
She was ordered, by senior officers, to drop her investigation into a network of men who were raping children in industrial quantities in her city, because of the demographics to which those men belong made the whole thing a bit awkward.
Fourteen years on, she has done what nobody else in this country has been able to. She has hauled the British state into open court to answer for the choice it made, over four years and under two governments, to hold a seven-year, £200 million inquiry into the institutional cover-up of child abuse and implement, deliberately, none of that inquiry's recommendations.
The Home Office accepted those recommendations in 2022. So did the Department for Education, the police inspectorates and the Crown Prosecution Service. And then nothing happened. The recommendations sat. The departments restructured. Ministers rotated.
The girls and women who had given evidence aged. More such operations continued around the country, while the men who had run the previous set of them either walked free, left the country, or drew their own pensions.
The state, in the manner of every institution Tony Blair ever built, had decided that the writing of the report was the action, and the doing of the report could be handed off to history.
That is what Maggie Oliver has now forced into court. And the political class knows what that means. The Home Secretary has not commented. The Prime Minister has not commented. The candidates jockeying through the post-Starmer Labour succession have, at the time of writing, failed even to speak her name, as though they know that, if they do, lightning will flash in the sky and they'll be turned into a pillar of Tesco's-own-brand dishwasher salt.
They are silent because they recognise, accurately, that the answers a judicial review will produce - to the question of why their inquiry's findings were treated as ornamental - will, should, must end the careers of every official who was supposed to act on them and did not. That councillors and councils, mayors, indeed entire political parties, will be caught under ultraviolet light and shown for their guilt.
It's time a government did what the British state has spent twenty years declining to do. Take on institutional failure.
Name the institutions that failed, in public, on the record. Name the officers and officials who covered it up, and the officers and officials who pressed for the cover-up too. Prosecute them under the standards that any other employee of a public organisation defrauding the public would expect to face.
The recommendations the inquiry produced must be implemented in full, alongside whatever further measures a second look at the evidence then demands.
There will not be another inquiry into the inquiries. There will be the verdicts.
Maggie Oliver is one of the bravest people in Britain. She has earned, by her own resignation and by fourteen years and a foundation and a court case carried on her back, the right to expect from a future British government the simple thing that ought to have happened in 2014, in 2016, in 2018, in 2022 and in every other year of this national disgrace.
She has not yet been given it; we have not yet been given it. But it will be given, and soon.
These dogs are inside MBR acres in the UK. @TheCampBeagle_ is raising awareness.
We need to do a Ridglen Farms on them and get these dogs out.. It needs to happen. I will happily join, even if it means being arrested, and adopt one after This shouldn’t be happening in the UK
It WAS the City of London banks in the 1700s who financed ALL the SLAVE SHIPS to the USA.
Pirates such as Ed Teach (Blackbeard), and Black Bart, were against slavery. They knew that it was the COL who financed not only the ships, but also the slaver crews in Africa, and the slave markets in both Africa and USA.
Bart and Teach have a history (written by the City of London so you can't believe a lot of it) of freeing slaves. They would attack the slave ships b/c of the designs of those boats (beamy but relatively fast for their day = had to keep as many humans alive as possible under terrible conditions just to be able to sell some when you reached SC, USA).
Both pirates were known to put ashore slaves with provisions. Both pirates ransomed crews back to the City of London but kept their ships.
Once Teach ransomed back a ship to the banksters. When they sent another crew and ship to pick that one up, he attacked and took their rescue vessel and crew. Sank their boat after taking the gold, then ransomed back both crews. (Fun times for all).
Here is a grok quote on the subject. Bear in mind Grok serves the status quo spewing back COL polluted history.
"Pirates weren’t abolitionists; their actions were profit-driven and often brutal, but they did inadvertently (and sometimes directly) liberate captives by freeing people from the 'death' holds, recruiting crew, or abandoning people ashore. This slowed the slave trade temporarily until naval crackdowns allowed it to boom again."
Note that it was the ENGLISH navy that supported slavery and restarted it as an 'industry'. The response to the attacks on the COL slave business prompted the largest (to that point) expansion of the English navy all to get the human trafficking (slavery) industry back up and slaving people.
Anyway, the point is that it IS STILL THE CITY OF LONDON that is financing all this shit including the global human trafficking. They have only slowed, never been stopped.
Just so you will know when things get really wild later this year.
It's the (space) pirate's life for me.
A Norwegian neuroscientist spent 20 years proving that the act of writing by hand changes the human brain in ways typing physically cannot, and almost nobody outside her field has read the paper.
Her name is Audrey van der Meer.
She runs a brain research lab in Trondheim, and the paper that closed the argument was published in 2024 in a journal called Frontiers in Psychology. The finding is brutal enough that it should have changed every classroom on Earth.
The experiment was simple. She recruited 36 university students and put each one in a cap with 256 sensors pressed against their scalp to record brain activity. Words flashed on a screen one at a time.
Sometimes the students wrote the word by hand on a touchscreen using a digital pen, and sometimes they typed the same word on a keyboard. Every neural response was recorded for the full five seconds the word stayed on screen.
Then her team looked at the part of the data most researchers had ignored for years, which is how different parts of the brain were communicating with each other during the task.
When the students wrote by hand, the brain lit up everywhere at once.
The regions responsible for memory, sensory integration, and the encoding of new information were all firing together in a coordinated pattern that spread across the entire cortex. The whole network was awake and connected.
When the same students typed the same word, that pattern collapsed almost completely.
Most of the brain went quiet, and the connections between regions that had been alive seconds earlier were nowhere to be found on the EEG.
Same word, same brain, same person, and two completely different neurological events.
The reason turned out to be something nobody had really paid attention to before her work. Writing by hand is not one motion but a sequence of thousands of tiny micro-movements coordinated with your eyes in real time, where each letter is a different shape that requires the brain to solve a slightly different spatial problem.
Your fingers, wrist, vision, and the parts of your brain that track position in space are all working together to produce one letter, then the next, then the next.
Typing throws all of that away. Every key on a keyboard requires the exact same finger motion regardless of which letter you are pressing, which means the brain has almost nothing to integrate and almost no problem to solve.
Van der Meer said it plainly in her interviews.
Pressing the same key with the same finger over and over does not stimulate the brain in any meaningful way, and she pointed out something that should scare every parent who handed their kid an iPad.
Children who learn to read and write on tablets often cannot tell letters like b and d apart, because they have never physically felt with their bodies what it takes to actually produce those letters on a page.
A decade before her, two researchers at Princeton ran the same fight using a completely different method and ended up at the same answer. Pam Mueller and Daniel Oppenheimer tested 327 students across three experiments, where half took notes on laptops with the internet disabled and half took notes by hand, before testing everyone on what they actually understood from the lectures they had watched.
The handwriting group won by a wide margin on every question that required real understanding rather than surface recall.
The reason was hiding in the transcripts of what the two groups had actually written down.
The laptop students typed almost word for word, capturing more total content but processing almost none of it as they went, while the handwriting students physically could not write fast enough to transcribe a lecture in real time, which forced them to listen carefully, decide what actually mattered, and put it in their own words on the page.
That single act of choosing what to keep was the learning itself, and the keyboard had quietly skipped the choosing and skipped the learning along with it.
Two studies. Two countries. Same answer.
Handwriting makes the brain work. Typing lets it coast.
Every note you have ever typed instead of written went into your brain through a thinner pipe. Every meeting, every book highlight, every idea you captured on your phone instead of on paper was processed at half depth.
You did not forget those things because your memory is bad. You forgot them because typing never woke the part of the brain that would have made them stick.
The fix is the thing your grandmother already knew.
Pick up a pen. Write the thing down. The slower road is the faster one.