Jed Bartlett

Economist. Pianist. Taxpayer. 🇬🇧

[James Woods @RealJamesWoods]

If this maggot gets away with mass murder, Justice is dead in America.

[Ike Ijeh @ikeijeh]

This poisonous, demented race whisperer was rewarded for losing her Bristol constituency by being elevated to the House of Lords which means she will have the power to set & influence the laws by which the rest of us must abide for the rest of her life.

The system has to change.

[James Woods @RealJamesWoods]

Two of the biggest liars in American history.

[Seth Dillon @SethDillon]

Manufacturing a deadly virus only to turn around and play the hero who saves the world from it — that's what supervillains do in movies and comics.

[Queen Bee @KingBobIIV]

The woman whose entire career, and indeed whose entire industry, is built on reporting bad news, selling bad news, monetising bad news, is now furious because the monopoly her elite class enjoyed over information has been broken.

For decades, a tiny circle of journalists, editors and broadcasters decided what the public were allowed to see, what they were allowed to discuss, and which stories were quietly buried. Then along came social media, and finally @elonmusk, and ordinary people were handed the ability to report what they could see with their own eyes rather than what a newsroom deemed acceptable.

These are the same media institutions that spent years emotionally manipulating the public, pushing lockdowns without scrutiny, amplifying government messaging without question, dismissing legitimate concerns over vaccines, and ridiculing anyone who challenged the approved narrative. The same people who routinely ignore stories that inconvenience their politics, minimise scandals they don't want investigated, and suddenly discover journalistic ethics only when they lose control of the conversation.

What really bothers them isn't "exploiting tragedy" - their entire industry runs on tragedy. Their newspapers, websites and television channels are filled with murder, war, terrorism, disaster and misery because misery sells. What bothers them is that they are no longer the gatekeepers. The public no longer has to wait for permission from Camilla Tominey or any other journalist to discuss events that matter to them.

After making millions from controlling information, they are now watching that control slip away, and they absolutely hate it. That's what this tantrum is really about.

[Peachy Keenan @KeenanPeachy]

How in the world did we ever fall for this hateful con man

[Joey Mannarino @JoeyMannarino]

Four absolute pieces of shit.

[Cynical Publius @CynicalPublius]

Never forget that every one of the criminals in this picture were fully aware that “Trump/Russia Collusion” was a complete hoax that literally constituted a coup attempt against the Constitutional will of the American people.

It’s the worst political crime in U.S. history.

NEVER FORGET.😡

[Alastair Hilton @London_W4]

You work hard every day and can’t afford to live in London. You can’t afford the £500,000 starting price for a one bedroom flat. You have to commute in and waste more of your life on trains. I’ll tell you who can afford to live in London: Afghans who can’t speak a word of English and have just arrived. Somalis who have never done a day’s honest graft in their lives and never will. Pakistanis who hate this country and also can’t speak a word of English. Millions and millions and millions of these people can afford to live in the middle of London and never work. It’s almost like something is wrong with the system.

[Alastair Hilton @London_W4]

Woken to the news that the people of Makerfield have voted Labour and Andy Burnham. It’s impossible to comprehend the depths of insanity of some people in this country. Nothing will surprise me any more.

[InfantryDort @infantrydort]

The British Isles are beginning to remember what every civilization eventually remembers:

A government that cannot protect its people eventually loses the moral authority to govern them.

Everything that follows is just the timetable.

[Matt Walsh @MattWalshBlog]

One thing I'm taking from the rape gang report is that British social workers are some of the most evil, sadistic perverts on the planet. A huge number of the most grievous cases of abuse involve a social worker standing by and letting it happen, or actively facilitating it.

[Alastair Hilton @London_W4]

In the last eight years, 200,000 illegal immigrants have arrived in Britain by dinghy. Each one costs the British taxpayer £40,000 per year. The average taxpayer pays £11,000 per annum in income tax. That means that around 800,000 British taxpayers are working ALL year, EVERY year, just to pay for those illegal immigrants. Their tax is not going towards fixing roads, defence of the country, schools, hospitals or anything else. It is ONLY going on paying for illegal immigrants to be here in Britain. And that’s only the ones that arrived by dinghy. Millions more just fly in, stay and live for free. You will never work hard enough or pay enough of your hard earned money to have a better life in this country. You will only work your whole life to pay for illegal immigrants to have a better life. Quite depressing really.

[Elon Musk @elonmusk]

The politicians who turned a blind eye to the Rape of Britain must go to prison

[Burnside @BurnsideWasTosh]

Grim reading of huge, purposeful failure by the State sacrificing 250,000 young girls on the altar of muticultralism. Tear the State down, which doesnt want this report, and start again with people who prioritise the safety of our most vulnerable.

[Christian @InTheTrenchesUK]

THE ZEBEDEE FILE

There is a man in the House of Lords who draws £300 per day to sleep.

Not metaphorically. Literally. There exists a photograph of George Foulkes, Baron Foulkes of Cumnock, chin sunk to chest, mouth agape, unconscious in his red leather chair while the chamber debates around him. He is not ill. He is not exhausted from labour. He is 84 years old and has spent three decades proving that consequences are for other people.

This is not a biography. This is evidence.

EXHIBIT A: THE BOUNCING MAN

Westminster. The Shadow Defence Minister attends a reception hosted by the Scotch Whisky Association. He drinks. He drinks more. He attempts to dance with a 70-year-old woman in the street. When police intervene, he assaults an officer. He is arrested, convicted, fined £1,050, and forced to resign from the front bench.
A witness describes his behaviour as "like Zebedee on acid."

The nickname sticks. It spreads through Scottish political circles. Zebedee, the bouncing toy from children's television, bobbing erratically on a spring, directionless, manic, absurd. A perfect metaphor for a man who cannot be controlled, cannot be stopped, cannot be made to leave.

Any serious political system would have ended him there. A criminal conviction for violence against police while drunk, while serving as Shadow Defence Minister, while simultaneously working as a magistrate sworn to uphold the law. Three roles. Three failures. One conviction.

The British establishment looked at this record and made him a peer.

EXHIBIT B: THE FAMILY TRADE

September 2000. Celtic Park. Alex Foulkes, 25 years old, son of the Labour MP, screams sectarian abuse at football supporters until police arrest him for behaviour that nearly triggers a riot. Officers describe him flicking V-signs, ignoring warnings, escalating deliberately.

His defence is not remorse. It is connection.

"You will be in trouble," he tells the arresting officers. "My father is an MP and my mother is on the police board."

Consider what this reveals. Not panic. Not fear. The calm certainty that political status transcends law. The confidence that threats work. The understanding that the Foulkes name carries weight that ordinary citizens do not possess.

Alex would later emigrate to New Zealand and insert himself into their Labour Party, because shame does not travel and neither do those who have never experienced it.

EXHIBIT C: THE MATHEMATICS OF THEFT

Between 2007 and 2011, George Foulkes held two jobs. MSP for Lothians. Peer of the Realm. Salary from Holyrood: £52,000 annually. Expenses from Westminster: £54,527 annually. Simultaneous. Systematic. Sustained.

While you lost your job in 2008. While your house lost value. While you made choices between heating and eating, George Foulkes made choices between which chamber to sleep in.

The Scottish Parliamentary Standards Commissioner eventually exposed the decade total: £533,583. Scotland's most expensive peer. More than former First Ministers. More than former Ministers. The gold standard of extraction.

When caught, he did not apologise. He defended. The claims were "within clearly defined guidelines." Guidelines he helped write. Guidelines that permitted a man to draw two public salaries while performing neither role adequately. Guidelines that assumed you would be too busy surviving to notice him thriving.

EXHIBIT D: THE MASK SLIPS

The expenses scandal consumes Westminster. Speaker Michael Martin prepares to resign in disgrace. Carrie Gracie of the BBC offers Foulkes the opportunity to explain, to defend, to show contrition.
He demands her salary.

She tells him: £92,000.

His response: "Nearly twice as much as an MP, to come on and talk nonsense."

This is the authentic voice. Not the public servant. Not the honourable member. The snarling entitlement of a man who believes questioning him is the real crime. Who believes his extraction is legitimate and your scrutiny is theft. Who believes the problem is not the corruption but the discovery of it.

He was not defending Michael Martin. He was defending the right to take your money without question. The immunity of the unaccountable.

EXHIBIT E: THE PERMANENT SORE LOSER

May 2026. Eighty-four years old. Heart of Midlothian lose a football match to Celtic. A game. A sporting contest. A result determined by goals scored.

Lord Foulkes writes to FIFA. He claims the result was "predetermined." He demands an inquiry. He escalates to his "contact in FIFA" because Neil Doncaster of the SPFL will not validate his conspiracy theory.

This is not politics. This is pathology. Three decades after his criminal conviction, four decades into public life, he still believes the world has conspired against him personally. Still believes his status entitles him to override reality. Still cannot accept defeat without alleging corruption.

Look closer at the pattern. Hearts versus Celtic. The sectarian fault line of Scottish football. The same poison his son was convicted of spreading in 2000. The same hatred that nearly caused a riot. Foulkes is not a sore loser. He is a vector for the disease he claims to oppose, using his platform to stoke division while drawing salary for unconsciousness.

EXHIBIT F: THE HYPOCRISY

Jeremy Corbyn. Antisemitism. The moral reckoning of the Labour Party.

George Foulkes positioned himself as prosecutor. He attacked. He demanded suspension. He helped create the climate of moral authority that expelled a leader.

This from a man convicted of assaulting police while drunk. From a man whose son threatened officers with political connections. From a man who extracted half a million in expenses while drawing two salaries. From a man who stokes sectarianism while claiming to oppose it.

The establishment does not merely tolerate hypocrisy. It requires it. Hypocrisy is the proof of loyalty. The demonstration that you can hold contradictory positions simultaneously and maintain power regardless. Foulkes passed this test. He passed it perfectly.

THE REVELATION

Here is the twist you were waiting for.

George Foulkes is not a bad apple. He is not a rogue element. He is not an embarrassment to the system.

George Foulkes is the system working exactly as designed.

They did not make him a peer despite his criminal conviction. They made him a peer because of it. He proved he could survive exposure, survive shame, survive scandal, and keep extracting. He proved he would never talk about whose interests he really served. He proved he could be trusted to take the money and remain silent.

Every time he sits in that chamber, drawing £300 for attendance he does not perform, he sends you a message written in the only language the establishment understands: I can do anything. I can assault police. I can threaten officers with my connections. I can extract half a million while asleep. I can stoke sectarian hatred at eighty-four. And you cannot touch me.

He is not the exception. He is the instruction manual. The cautionary tale that proves there are no cautionary tales for men like him. The living evidence that your rules are for you, and his rules are for him, and never the twain shall meet.

THE VERDICT

George Foulkes, Baron Foulkes of Cumnock: convicted of assaulting police while drunk. Father of a sectarian abuser who threatened officers with political connections. Scotland's most expensive peer. Double-dipper extraordinaire. Sectarian stoker at eighty-four. Hypocrite without shame. The Zebedee who keeps on bouncing. The clown who never leaves the circus. The thief who lectures the honest about morality.

He does not hide his face because he has no shame. He has never needed shame. Shame is for people who can be fired, who can be evicted, who can be prosecuted, who can be punished. Shame is for you.

George Foulkes cannot be punished. He can only be named. Documented. Photographed in his red leather chair, mouth open, £300 richer, sleeping through the destruction of the principles he claims to represent.

Look at him. Remember him. And understand: until men like him fear the people more than they fear losing their allowances, the bouncing will never stop. The acid will never wear off. And the bill, £533,583 and counting, will always be paid by you.

The Zebedee sleeps. The strings are visible. The only question is whether you will keep paying for the performance.

[Burnside @BurnsideWasTosh]

Imagine locking everyone in their homes for 2 years, censoring the internet, flooding the country with the third world and still thinking you're the good guy

[Jim Chimirie 🇬🇧 @JChimirie66677]

The Ideology Doesn't Stop at the Border. It Never Did.

In Herat this week, Taliban security forces opened fire on protesters demonstrating against mandatory hijab orders. A fourteen-year-old boy, who had come to bring his brother home, was killed. Dozens were arrested. Door-to-door raids are now underway across the city, Taliban fighters stopping residents at checkpoints and searching their phones for images of women whose faces appeared in protest footage. Women have stopped leaving their homes. The injured are being treated in secret because those taken to hospital are arrested.

This is the country from which tens of thousands of young men have crossed the Channel to reach Britain. This is the law they grew up under. This is the culture that formed them.

In February, the Taliban published a sixty-page penal code signed by the supreme leader and distributed to courts across Afghanistan. It permits men to beat their wives provided the violence does not cause broken bones or open wounds. The maximum sentence for serious injury is fifteen days. To pursue a complaint, a woman must present her wounds in person to a male judge, fully veiled, accompanied by a male guardian. In the majority of domestic violence cases that guardian is the husband who committed the beating. A woman who flees to her parents without permission faces three months in prison. The family members who shelter her face the same. Justice is not merely difficult. It is structurally impossible by design.

This is not a distant aberration. This is the enacted law of a country whose nationals have entered Britain in their thousands. Five of the seven men charged with forty grooming offences in Norwich arrived from Afghanistan by small boat. Two hundred and ninety-four Afghan nationals entered Britain on Ukrainian visas. Tens of thousands more have crossed the Channel since 2018, the overwhelming majority unvetted young men whose formation occurred under a legal and cultural framework that treats women as property, criminalises their autonomy and punishes any attempt at escape.

The ideology does not stop at the border. It never has. Cultural attitudes are not checked at Dover alongside passports. The men who leave Afghanistan carry with them the values of a society where women cannot speak loudly inside their own homes, cannot leave without permission, cannot seek protection from the men who harm them, and can now be legally beaten provided the bones remain intact. Those values do not dissolve on contact with British soil. They are dispersed into British communities, British streets, British schools, with the full knowledge and active facilitation of a government that has read the same reports, been briefed by the same security services, and chosen to continue regardless.

Sharia law as practised under the Taliban would endorse every element of what is happening in Herat. The mandatory covering. The punishment for non-compliance. The subordination of women to male authority in every domain of life. Britain already has Sharia councils operating alongside civil law. Already has communities where women's movement is restricted by cultural expectation. Already has areas where the state modifies its own behaviour for fear of communal reaction. The distance between Herat and certain British postcodes is shorter than the political class will admit.

The government's response to all of this is to announce faster removal of social media posts about it. The terror watchdog raises the connection between mass migration and national security and receives silence. The boats continue. The dispersals continue. Somewhere in Britain tonight a woman is living under the same attitudes that are hunting women through the streets of Herat. The posts describing it will be removed more quickly next time. The government calls concern about the connection far right.

They are legalising fear in Afghanistan. Britain is importing it. That is the story nobody in power will name.

[Jim Chimirie 🇬🇧 @JChimirie66677]

A nation whose government cannot act in its own national interest because of who it depends on for votes is not a nation under complacent leadership. It is a nation under captured leadership. And that is a harder problem to solve than buying more missiles.

[Tom Harwood @tomhfh]

The Home Office (with a sense of suicidal empathy) set up a fast track migration pathway for people from some of the most violent and war torn parts of the world.

This allowed the Sudanese Belfast stabbing suspect to be granted right to stay without an interview.

We somehow constructed a migration system making it incredibly hard for productive people from peaceful developed parts of the world to come here, while incredibly easy for non-contributing people from undeveloped violent parts of the world to be granted leave to remain.

This is insanity.