🚨THIS IS JUDGE LORD JUSTICE TIMOTHY HOLROYDE
This is the judge who REFUSED Lucy Connolly her appeal after she was convicted for a social media post.
Meanwhile this very same judge CUT the sentence of Labour's Lord Ahmed by THREE YEARS after he was convicted of child sex offences. His sentence was reduced to just two and a half years from five and half years.
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Many people owe the 12 year old (now 13) Scottish girl an apology.
You first @PoliceScotland
And you @freddiesayers - you posh twat
And you #narinder-heres-my-flange
God bless those girls. And well done mum
Tourists, #DontBuyATicket 🎟️.
Tourists should avoid animal attractions because they fund systemic cruelty. Behind the scenes, these venues often use abuse, starvation, and isolation to force wild animals into unnatural behaviors.
Participating directly finances the illegal wildlife trade and supports industries prioritizing profit over animal welfare.
As an MP, I will not comply with Digital ID.
I just won't do it, and I hope many millions of British men and women will join me.
Send a message to Starmer - share this graphic absolutely everywhere.
I will not comply with Digital ID.
@MotabilityOps@Motability Not as good as it used to be.
To many restrictions and changes coming into force at short notice. Unable to extend your lease plus the deposits are horrendous and will only get worse.
Don’t even get me started on Drive Smart.
There's a sickness in Britain's public life: we have replaced judgment with performance. We have handed moral authority to the stage and let actors decide who belongs in this country. Olivia Colman, Emma Thompson, Stephen Fry, Judi Dench, Brian Cox – a roll call of national treasures who lined up to read script lines and wept on cue for a man they barely understood. They weren't defending justice. They were auditioning for sainthood.
Alaa Abd el-Fattah called Britons "dogs and monkeys." He said he "fucking hates white people." He wrote that killing Zionists, "especially civilians," is heroic. He praised Bin Laden. He dreamed of our streets on fire. These weren't stray remarks. This was a worldview. A creed of racial contempt and revolutionary bloodlust. And Britain's cultural class didn't bother to look. They didn't want to look. Because the point was never him. The point was them – proving their virtue to each other like teenagers comparing scars.
Keir Starmer called Abd el-Fattah's return a "top priority." He said he was "delighted" when the man landed in Britain. Delighted – as if a racial arsonist was a trophy of moral progress. As if British Jews didn't exist. As if the names Westminster, London Bridge, Manchester and Birmingham had been whitewashed from the national memory. Starmer isn't conflicted. He is consistent. His politics is powered by applause from the international set, not the safety of his own citizens.
Celebrity pity replaced national judgment. Emotional theatre replaced due diligence. The Home Office didn't vet – or didn't want to. The civil service looked away. Westminster saw a cause, not a threat. In modern Britain the question is never "Is this man safe?" It's "Will supporting him make me look virtuous to the right crowd?" Conscience has been turned into a prop. The country has been turned into an audience, expected to clap on cue.
Name them. Olivia Colman, whose trembling voice lent saintly gravitas to a man who spat on her country. Emma Thompson, forever the moral matron of the luvvie class, too busy basking in applause to read the record. Stephen Fry, who will condemn intolerance at home but clasp the hand of a man who wanted Zionists dead. Mike Leigh. Mark Ruffalo. Emily Watson. Rebecca Hall. Joseph Fiennes. Harriet Walter. Sir Bill Nighy, beard grown for gravitas, telling the Prime Minister to "make the call" – and the Prime Minister did. They summoned a man who would happily see the country that knighted them burn.
This wasn't a mistake. It was a ritual. The ruling class performed virtue, the celebrities performed conscience, and Britain paid the bill. They needed him to fit a story: the "political prisoner," the "prisoner of conscience," the symbol of everything they think makes Britain look enlightened. They didn't check who he was because the truth would have broken the spell. Violence abroad is romantic in their eyes. Violence at home is a misunderstanding. Hatred is fine, as long as it is directed at the right targets.
The ECHR forced the door open. Successive governments refused to close it. Its architects still pretend it's the noble post-war shield it once was, even as foreign judges veto laws passed by the people who live with the fallout. A serious country would have walked the moment protecting its own became "unlawful." A serious country would say: glorify terror and you lose your passport; call for blood and you're gone. But Britain isn't serious. Britain is obedient – to treaties, to NGOs, to foreign approval, to the moral vanity of its own elite.
What we are watching is national self-harm dressed as progress. A country apologising for existing. A cultural class so besotted with its own virtue it can't tell a dissident from a fanatic. They think they are rescuing a hero. They are opening the gates. They think they are proving virtue. They are advertising weakness.
"The point was never him. The point was them – proving their virtue to each other like teenagers comparing scars"