The new DEI Canadian Army performs a 'traditional' 21 gun salute, in Toronto on Canada Day.
The Canadian military calls this strength, power and precision.
Embarrassing.
Have a look.
Je veux présenter mes excuses, au nom des Français, pour avoir enfanté la French Theory (qui a enfanté la pire des merdes idéologiques : le wokisme).
Nous avons donné au monde Descartes, Pascal, Tocqueville. Et puis, dans les ruines intellectuelles de l'après-68, nous avons donné Foucault, Derrida, Deleuze. Trois hommes brillants qui ont fabriqué, dans l'élégance de notre langue, l'arme idéologique qui paralyse aujourd'hui l'Occident.
Il faut comprendre ce qu'ils ont fait. Foucault a enseigné que la vérité n'existe pas, qu'il n'y a que des rapports de pouvoir déguisés en savoir. Que la science, la raison, la justice, l'institution médicale, l'école, la prison, la sexualité, tout n'est qu'une mise en scène de la domination. Derrida a enseigné que les textes n'ont pas de sens stable, que tout signifiant glisse, que toute lecture est une trahison, que l'auteur est mort et que le lecteur règne. Deleuze a enseigné qu'il fallait préférer le rhizome à l'arbre, le nomade au sédentaire, le désir à la loi, le devenir à l'être, la différence à l'identité.
Pris isolément, ce sont des thèses discutables. Combinées, exportées, vulgarisées, elles forment un système. Et ce système est un poison.
Car voici ce qui s'est passé. Ces textes, illisibles en France, ont traversé l'Atlantique. Les départements de Yale, de Berkeley, de Columbia les ont absorbés dans les années 80. Ils y ont trouvé un terreau qui n'existait pas chez nous : le puritanisme américain, sa culpabilité raciale, son obsession identitaire. La French Theory s'est mariée à ce substrat, et l'enfant de ce mariage s'appelle le wokisme.
Judith Butler lit Foucault et invente le genre performatif. Edward Said lit Foucault et invente le post-colonialisme académique. Kimberlé Crenshaw hérite du cadre et invente l'intersectionnalité. À chaque étape, la matrice est française : il n'y a pas de vérité, il n'y a que du pouvoir, donc toute hiérarchie est suspecte, toute institution est oppressive, toute norme est violence, toute identité est construite donc négociable, toute majorité est coupable.
Voilà comment trois philosophes parisiens, qui n'ont probablement jamais imaginé leurs conséquences pratiques, ont fourni le logiciel d'exploitation à une génération entière d'activistes, de bureaucrates universitaires, de DRH, de journalistes, de législateurs. Voilà comment on a obtenu une civilisation qui ne sait plus dire si une femme est une femme, si sa propre histoire mérite d'être défendue, si le mérite existe, si la vérité se distingue de l'opinion.
C'est de la merde pour une raison simple, et il faut la dire calmement. Une civilisation se tient debout sur trois piliers : la croyance qu'il existe une vérité accessible à la raison, la croyance qu'il existe un bien distinct du mal, la croyance qu'il existe un héritage à transmettre. La French Theory a entrepris de dynamiter les trois. Pas par méchanceté. Par jeu intellectuel, par fascination du soupçon, par haine de la bourgeoisie qui les avait nourris. Mais le résultat est là. Une génération entière a appris à déconstruire et n'a jamais appris à construire. Une génération entière sait soupçonner et ne sait plus admirer. Une génération entière voit le pouvoir partout et la beauté nulle part.
Je m'excuse parce que nous, Français, avons une responsabilité particulière. C'est notre langue, nos universités, nos éditeurs, notre prestige qui ont donné à ce nihilisme son emballage chic. Sans la légitimité de la Sorbonne et de Vincennes, ces idées n'auraient jamais traversé l'océan. Nous avons exporté le doute comme d'autres exportent des armes.
Ce qui se construit maintenant, en silicon valley, dans les labos d'IA, dans les startups, dans les ateliers, dans tous les lieux où des gens fabriquent encore des choses au lieu de les déconstruire, c'est la réponse. Une civilisation se reconstruit par les bâtisseurs, pas par les commentateurs. Par ceux qui croient que la vérité existe et qu'elle vaut qu'on s'y consacre. Par ceux qui assument une hiérarchie du beau, du vrai, du bon, et qui n'ont pas honte de la transmettre.
Alors pardon. Et au travail.
Six of these ten Highland Councillors voted to allow a taxi driver who raped a passenger to keep his operator’s license — even though senior police officers urged them not to.
Please note that although we’re constantly told it’s women who grease the wheels for rapists, every single councillor who voted in rapist David Brown’s favor is a man. Take a good look at them, Scottish women: these 6 men would put you, alone and unwarned, in a taxi with a man who has already raped at least one passenger.
Brown has been put on the register for life; he raped an 18 year old girl and dumped her outdoors on a sub-zero January night in the Scottish Highlands; but these 6 men - Chris Birt, John Grafton, Ruraidh Stewart, Sean Kennedy, Willy MacKay, and Duncan MacPherson - are more concerned about his finances than they are about the safety of local women.
https://t.co/Rq2jzLJ9P3
This is the City Barge pub in Chiswick right now. What do you notice? It’s 3pm and they’re open. It’s a sunny day. Yes, that’s right; they have had to remove all of the tables and chairs outside. They have had to destroy their own business. Why? Because Rick Rowe, a Green Party councillor on Hounslow council, who lives very, very, very close to this pub and complains about it almost daily, has banned all three pubs here on strand on the Green Chiswick, from having outside tables. I can only assume he hates pubs, hates business and hates the British way of life. This would usually be buzzing with people enjoying their afternoon. However, they’re the wrong sort of people for Rick.
Andy Burnham used his big speech this week to unveil his spiffing new idea to solve all the country's terrible problems: moving its head office somewhere slightly different. This he calls 'place-based collaboration'. Apparently, all the collaboration we've been doing up till now has not been place-based, and has presumably been in a mysterious, spooky void outside the normal realm of space and time.
But along the way, he also found time to inform us how he intends to 'reach out to other political parties, to find as much common ground as we can and build that more collaborative approach.' There will be an end to 'finger pointing' and 'point scoring', because Andy intends to furnish parliament with love, and grow apple trees and honeybees and snow-white turtle doves. From No. 10 North in Manchester, AKA the cloud kingdom of Care-a-Lot, Andy and Labour's Care Bears will establish a new kind of politics.
✍️ Gareth Roberts
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Starmer & Reeves’ “Defence Investment Plan” is a total sham, and it’s even worse than you think.
Just listen to @afneil tear it apart on Times Radio. They trumpet £15 billion extra… but none of it actually exists.
• £10 billion? Straight from cuts elsewhere in the MoD budget. They’re slashing £10bn to “give” themselves £10bn. That’s not investment, that’s accounting smoke and mirrors. 😂🤦♂️
Neil: “It was another Starmer/Reeves sleight of hand.”
• The other £5 billion? Kicked down the road for Burnham to magically conjure in the budget.
No real growth. Just recycled cuts, future promises, and spin. Andrew Neil calls it exactly what it is: “Starmer and Reeves’ final swan song gaslighting of the nation” 🎯
A performative joke at a time when Britain needs serious rearmament.
And now I’m here and I’m very angry. I mean fuming. Strand on the Green in Chiswick and the councillor Rick Rowe of Hounslow council has said that the pubs here; the Bell and Crown, The City Barge and The Bulls Head, aren’t allowed outside seating anymore. They’ve had that seating forever and people love to relax outside in the sunshine by the river, but now, the council has said that must stop. Hounslow council govern Chiswick. Hounslow is an absolute third world shithole. All the taxes from Chiswick pay for Hounslow to survive and these idiots want to make it even harder for businesses to survive. I have no say in these pubs and they certainly haven’t asked me to post, in case someone thinks that. I’m posting because I know how hard it is to run a business. I know how hard pubs work to survive and I know how terrible councillors are. Disgusting
Carcassonne has stood for 1,700 years.
Centuries later, Edmund Burke gave words to the principle it represents.
Civilizations survive when one generation builds with reverence for those before it and responsibility toward those still to come.
@englandcricket Just think carefully before choosing a replacement. Experience of captaincy would be good, and mental strength and determination are what will mould a team: not individual talent as a player.
Meet Marie-France van Heel, aka “Frankie” the wife of Future PM Andy Burnham.
Back in 1992, she appeared on Blind Date… While already in a relationship with Andy!
Today: Chief Customer Officer & Board Member at Be.EV (Manchester’s EV charging network) and CMO at Octopus Energy Generation!
Ukraine launches TrophyLab: we are opening access to captured Russian weapon technologies for our global partners. Every missile, drone, and vehicle seized on the battlefield is now a source of knowledge for the free world.
Through this secure platform, allied governments, labs, and defense tech manufacturers gain access to deep technical data, reports, and vulnerabilities. Users can also request physical equipment for testing, significantly shortening the development cycle for countermeasures.
What was meant to be the enemy's secret advantage is being dismantled to defend democracy. Join the platform:
🔗 https://t.co/xoeCfXsIy3
Narinder Kaur - who has repeatedly claimed that people are spreading false narratives about the levels of crime in London has had her phone stolen in London
One man swore his door would never shut on a homeless child again. 🇬🇧
Nearly 60,000 children came through it.
One winter night in Victorian London, a homeless boy led a young medical student up onto the rooftops, to where the city's lost children slept in the freezing dark. The student counted 11.
He was Thomas Barnardo, a Dublin-born student bound for missionary work in China. China never got him. The East End did. He left his training behind, because the children could not wait.
In 1870 he opened a home for destitute boys at Stepney Causeway and taught them a trade. Then a boy called Carrots was turned away one night because the home was full. 2 days later he was found dead, of cold and hunger. Barnardo swore it would never happen again. A sign went up: no destitute child ever refused admission. The door stayed open, lamp lit, all night, every night, for the rest of his life.
By his death in 1905, nearly 60,000 children had been taken in.
We tell him whole. His staged fundraising photographs and his child-emigration schemes are criticised today, and fairly, and we do not hide it. But the door he kept open took in tens of thousands of children who had no one, and the charity that carries his name still works across Britain.
Britain is built by people who will not look away. We put the names back, free, for anyone who wants them.
If you can afford to, help us teach thousands their own history: https://t.co/rih7iKwnvf
Want to learn more? https://t.co/kfMKMUQrmn
Be part of us. ☝️🇬🇧
Be Proud Of Us. 🙏🇬🇧
A small public service announcement from the Department of Things That You Should Know…
It has not “peeked” your interest.
Nor has it “peaked” your interest.
…It has piqued your interest.
You are not “phased” by something.
You are fazed by it.
If you’ve had a long day, you are weary.
If you suspect someone is an idiot, you are wary.
It is “due course”, not “do course”.
“Per se”, not “per say”.
And while we’re here, it’s “could have”, not “could of”, but that particular battle may already be lost.
Thank you for your attention during this brief outbreak of grammatical housekeeping.
This has been a @LairdofthManor announcement.🎩💙