Mi dispiace che il tuo bambino di 3 anni sia stato quasi strangolato come un cappone in un parco pubblico da un cannibale nigeriano, ma ci servono come centravanti per la nazionale.
Noi non volevamo questo degrado del mondo. Anche se non lo ammetterete mai a causa della vostra ipocrisia, sapete tutti che abbiamo lottato duramente per impedirlo.
Belfast Tonight. Britain Tomorrow. The Trajectory Is Set.
On Monday night a man was pinned to a residential street in north Belfast and stabbed repeatedly in the face and neck. Members of the public intervened. One used a hurling stick. By Tuesday night three houses and a Middle Eastern supermarket were burning. Infants were carried from neighbouring properties. A police vehicle was set alight. Politicians called for calm.
Remember this night. Not because it is exceptional. Because it is not.
This is where the road leads. Not in twenty years. Now. Belfast has experienced serious immigration-related disorder for three consecutive years. The same cycle every time. Attack. Outrage. Disorder. Calls for calm. Nothing. The next incident. What is playing out in Belfast is not a malfunction. It is the destination. A state that cannot name the cause manages the consequence instead, and calls it governance.
Now project forward. Not with imagination. With arithmetic. Over 200,000 people have arrived by small boat since 2018. The majority are unvetted young men from countries with no cultural alignment with the host society. They are housed in communities without consent. Dispersed without warning. The removal rate is four percent. The government knows the other ninety-six percent are staying. It has decided to manage that fact rather than reverse it. Every year the number grows. Every year the concentration deepens. Every year the friction increases.
In ten years those concentrations will not be streets. They will be districts. In twenty years they will be cities within cities, governed by parallel authority, answering to parallel loyalties. We have watched this happen in France. The banlieues were built accommodation by accommodation, retreat by retreat, until the French state no longer entered them except in force. Britain is on the same road, travelling faster.
The trigger events will multiply. One policing incident. One foreign conflict landing on a British street. One court case, one arrest, one viral video. Any spark will do because the kindling has been laid by policy and left to dry by neglect. The riots will not be contained to one city for one night. They will spread, as they spread in France, as they spread across England last summer, because the grievance is not local. It is national. And the anger on both sides will harden with every cycle.
Public order will not hold at current trajectory. The police already negotiate where they once enforced. Investigations are quietly dropped. Reports go unfiled. The state keeps the peace by lowering the bar for what constitutes peace. That bar will keep falling because the alternative requires confronting what the political class has spent thirty years refusing to confront.
The political system will bend to the new demography. It already has. Candidates selected on foreign conflicts. Councils controlled by sectarian bloc voting. Representatives answering to communal leaderships rather than constituents. That process will accelerate as the demographic weight shifts.
And somewhere in this trajectory a trigger event will occur that cannot be managed. A mass casualty attack. A riot that becomes an insurrection. A video so barbaric it breaks the remaining political consensus around managed silence. After that the response will be less controlled, less proportionate and less reversible than anything a government could have delivered by acting fifteen years earlier when the choice still existed.
Britain is not sleepwalking into this. The eyes are wide open. The trajectory is known. The choices being made are deliberate. Every week that passes without a closed border, a functioning removal system and an honest political reckoning is a week in which the future described above becomes more certain and less avoidable.
Belfast on Monday night is not a warning. The warnings came years ago and were ignored. Belfast on Monday night is the bill beginning to arrive.
E poi ho una domanda che mi assilla e non mi fa dormire la notte: ma perché cazzo io devo privarmi di buona parte dei frutti del mio duro lavoro per pagargli il cappotto a quello della casa di fronte che mi sta pure sui coglioni??
🚨 NORTHERN IRELAND ON EDGE
The horrific Belfast knife attack has sent shockwaves across the country.
Now reports are circulating that protests are being organised across multiple locations from 7pm tonight, with businesses allegedly being advised to close early and communities preparing to gather.
Whether the reports prove accurate or not, the mood is unmistakable.
The public is angry.
Trust is breaking down.
And many are demanding answers about how the country reached this point.
The next few hours could be significant.
Tutto é cominciato quando vi hanno fatto credere che nelle cucine del ristorante vi é una brigata militarmente organizzata che urla "si chef!". In verità ci sono un turco e due bengalesi che comunicano a gesti perché non si capiscono.
"Che Dio benedica e protegga questi allevatori che non salvano solo se stessi e i loro animali, ma anche tutti noi"❤️
E dalla #Sardegna è tutto!
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Mi sono stancato di dirvelo: NON sono stati gli islamici a organizzare le grandi migrazioni mondiali.
Sono stati quegli altri.
Non ce la faccio più..
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Mi fa “sorridere” il fatto che voi altri stronzi vi indignate per un post su una merda che ha violentato una ragazzina, invece di incazzarvi perché queste cose succedono.
Segnalate ‘sto cazzo adesso.