💙 Today, we remember the great Walter Smith.
On the fifth anniversary of his passing, we remember with immense affection one of the greatest figures in Rangers Football Club's history.
Nowhere on the planet competes with this night.
Been all over Argentina for football, and nothing comes close to rangers v leipzig atmosphere at ibrox.
The state shackles a handful of sane men to gleeful whoops and screams of an ocean of mad women, gays and foreigners.
Perfectly encapsulating the Madhouse vibe of the country.
Take a look at this clip, and the subsequent court case outcome, and ask yourself “Who is the person most guilty of division, misinformation and hate crimes in this country?”
This dangerous, bumbling,cretin needs to take a good hard look at himself but he won’t, he’ll do it again
If you're angry about an 18 year old lad being handcuffed whilst he was dying, a soldier being beheaded in the street, little girls being stabbed at a dance class, kids being blown up at an Ariana Grande concert, etc etc, then you are a far right hooligan. And so am I 😡
Summary - the police pulling Henry’s arms back, massively increased the blood flow and opened the wounds - so he went from consciousness and survival to dead in 3 minutes.
🚨BREAKING: Henry Nowak's father speaks out on the murder of his son:
"He told officers he could not breathe NINE TIMES, he said he had been stabbed FOUR TIMES, but the officer replied saying' 'I don't think you have, mate.'"
What a brave man.
This is Henry Nowak.
He was 18 years old. A first-year accountancy and finance student at the University of Southampton. He played football for two clubs. He was walking home from a night out on 3 December 2025 when a stranger carrying a 21cm blade approached him on Belmont Road.
He was stabbed five times. He tried to climb a fence to escape. He collapsed on the pavement.
When Hampshire Police arrived, his killer told them Henry had attacked him. They believed it. They handcuffed Henry as he lay bleeding. He told them, repeatedly, that he had been stabbed. An officer replied: “I don’t think you have, mate.”
He died there. Saying “I can’t breathe.” Saying “please, brother.” Telling the truth to people who chose not to believe him.
This is the boy who was failed.
By a man who chose to carry a knife he did not need.
By a family that hid the weapon and lied to emergency services.
By police officers who handcuffed first and listened second.
By a Prime Minister who took 180 days to find his name.
By a media class that decided his story did not fit the script.
But not by his family — who have carried him with grace through six months of grief no parent should know.
Not by his sister, who looked her brother’s killer in the eye and said: “If you had known him, you would never have hurt him.”
Not by his father, who stood outside a courtroom and refused to let the institutions off the hook.
And not by the thousands of strangers across the world who learned his name, refused to let it fade, and have raised over $101,000 for the charity supporting the people he left behind.
This is Henry Nowak.
He was loved. He is missed. And he will not be forgotten.
Forever 18. 🤍
#JusticeForHenryNowak
In his final moments, Henry Nowak told police officers nine times “I can’t breathe” and four times that he had been stabbed.
In response police officer dragged him across the gravel, handcuffed and read him his rights.
It was the last thing Henry heard before he died.