This vile politician is an absolute disgrace. I hope you can all see why we at The Rape Gang Inquiry refused to work with her. Her only interest was money, and she has spent the last year doing everything in her power to undermine the inquiry.
Despicable.
Dear friends, the verdict has been handed down.
I have been found guilty, but thanks to you and your support, I have avoided a prison sentence, and I can’t thank you enough for that.
I’ll tell you what I think about it and what I plan to do.
Black girl sneaks up from behind and attacks a white girl on the sidewalk.
All while her homegirls film it because they knew it was gonna happen.
This is the fruit of 60 years of diversity is our strength propaganda.
It’s time to stop pretending that all groups are the same.
Je vous présente la petite Maria Shahbaz une fille chrétienne de 13 ans originaire de Lahore (Pakistan).
Maria a été enlevée par son voisin musulman de 30 ans, nommé Shaheryar Ahmad, qui l’a forcée à se convertir à l’islam et l’a épousée.
Pendant ses 6 mois de captivité, Maria a été violée, frappée et violentée.
Quand la police l’a enfin retrouvée, son bourreau islamique a été jugé.
Et là tenez-vous bien.
Le tribunal a tranché en faveur du ravisseur !
Le 25 mars 2026, la Cour constitutionnelle fédérale a validé le mariage selon la loi islamique (Sharia).
Il a considéré Maria 13 ans comme une fille « d’âge mature », malgré les documents prouvant le contraire, et lui a accordé la garde.
Des juges ont rejeté les preuves d’âge en disant qu’elle « paraissait plus âgée » !
Voilà ce qu’on importe en France quand on encourage l’islamisation.
Today the European Parliament voted 418-218 to pass the strictest migration law in EU history.
When the result was announced, MEPs started chanting.
"Send them back."
Inside the parliament chamber. On the floor. In 2026.
Here's what the law actually does:
— Deportation orders now apply across all EU member states. You can't evade removal by crossing a border.
— Detention before deportation extended from 6 months to 30 months. Unlimited for security threats.
— "Return hubs" in third countries. Migrants can be transferred outside the EU while awaiting deportation — including families with children.
— Automatic deportation stays while appeals are pending? Gone. Courts decide case by case.
— Entry bans double from 5 to 10 years. Lifetime bans for security risks.
Currently only about 20% of people ordered deported from the EU actually leave.
For years European leaders told voters that open borders and mass migration were non-negotiable — that wanting enforcement meant you were a fascist.
418 Members of the European Parliament just disagreed.
Trump proved his immigration policies were popular enough to win elections.
After a wave of right-wing electoral gains across the continent, Europe is following in his footsteps.
And the Overton Window is getting kicked off its hinges.
1 of these 6 men got me pregnant at age 13, I gave birth a week after my 14th birthday. They are all still walking free even though I have my 27yr old son as proof.
Let me walk you through the terrifying journey of a single carbon atom, since the people panicking about cows clearly never have.
It begins in the air, as carbon dioxide. A blade of grass, powered by sunlight and watered by the rain Britain so generously provides, pulls it down out of the atmosphere and builds itself out of it. The carbon is now grass. Hold that thought.
Two endings.
Ending one, no cow. The grass lives, dies, and rots where it stands. Fungi and bacteria take it apart, and within a few weeks or months the very same carbon drifts back up into the air as CO2. Curtain falls. Atmospheric carbon: unchanged.
Ending two, with cow. The grass gets eaten. The cow's rumen ferments it and burps out methane. The methane floats up, hangs about for ten to twelve years, gets broken down by atmospheric hydroxyl radicals back into CO2, and the next season's grass promptly inhales it to build itself all over again.
Trace the two routes.
Without the cow: air, grass, air. With the cow: air, grass, cow, air, grass.
Same start. Same finish. The cow added a scenic detour and precisely nothing else. Not one new atom of carbon entered the system, because the carbon was already there, sitting in the grass, on its way back to the sky whether the cow turned up or not.
The cow is a lay-by on a journey that was always going to happen. She is borrowing the carbon and handing it straight back.
This is the biogenic carbon cycle. It is GCSE-level science. It has a Wikipedia page, with diagrams and everything. The only reason nobody has sat you down and explained it is that it quietly ruins a very profitable headline.
A father in the UK discovered his daughter had been kidnapped and was being abused by a Pakistani grooming gang.
Desperate to save her, he went to the property where she was being held.
Instead of helping him rescue his own child, British police arrived and arrested the father.
This is the same pattern exposed in the grooming gang scandals for years: authorities prioritizing political correctness, “community relations,” and fears of racism accusations over protecting vulnerable British girls.
The victims and their families are abandoned while the perpetrators are often shielded.
This level of institutional failure is unforgivable.
MOTHER ENGLAND IS BLEEDING
She has been betrayed. Not by enemies at the gates, but by the permanent government within. And they are mortgaging her future.
Four people. Four names you never voted for. Four people who control more power than the Prime Minister, more power than Parliament, more power than you. And they are borrowing billions from your children to pay for it.
DAME ANTONIA ROMEO - The Bully
She controls 500,000 civil servants. Her own staff called her "unreasonable, degrading, demeaning." She repaid £31,000 in dodgy expenses. Investigated for bullying in New York. Multiple women came forward. Starmer promoted her anyway. She decides what ministers see. She decides what policies live or die. She runs the machine that outlasts every government.
SIR JAMES BOWLER - The Debt-Maker
He controls the Treasury. The borrowing. The "no" to tax cuts and the "yes" to debt your grandchildren will pay. He admitted Britain is "dependent on the kindness of strangers" to borrow. He commits billions that future governments cannot undo. Four Chancellors have come and gone. He remains. He has never faced a voter.
GARETH DAVIES - The Gatekeeper
Fresh into Home Office, now controlling who enters, who stays, who is removed. The borders are his. The policing is his. The small boats keep coming. He keeps his job. Who appointed him? Why now? What commitments has he made that will bind the next government?
VIJAY RANGARAJAN - The Sovereignty-Giver
He negotiated the Chagos handover. British territory given to Mauritius. The cost? £35 billion. A 99-year commitment that binds your grandchildren. £101-165 million every year until 2124. Long after Starmer is dust. Long after the next government is forgotten. The payments continue. The unelected man who gave away British territory now runs British elections. He investigates Reform UK repeatedly. Finds nothing. Questions about Brendan Cox associations. Questions about loyalty.
THEY WERE ALL APPOINTED WITHIN THE LAST TWO YEARS.
Romeo - February 2026.
Bowler - entrenched since 2022, borrowing for decades.
Davies - April 2026.
Rangarajan - March 2024, committing billions for a century.
Fresh appointments. Fresh power. Fresh debt. They will outlast Starmer. They will outlast the next government. The permanent government commits. The elected politicians pay. Your children inherit the bill.
WHO DO THEY REALLY SERVE?
Not you. You never voted for them. You cannot remove them. Yet they control the money, the borders, the elections, and the civil service. They borrow billions your grandchildren will repay. They give away territory your grandchildren will never reclaim. They make commitments that bind for 99 years.
They hide behind "operational independence." They hide behind "expert advice." They hide in plain sight while mortgaging your future.
MOTHER ENGLAND IS BLEEDING.
Her sovereignty sold for £35 billion. Her borders open. Her elections overseen by the sovereignty-giver. Her Treasury run by the debt-maker. Her civil service run by bullies. Her future mortgaged by people she never elected.
This is not democracy. This is intergenerational theft by bureaucratic dictatorship.
WHO HAS THE RECEIPTS?
I am compiling the complete dossier. If you have evidence, documents, verifiable facts about these four, submit them. Facts only. Sources required.
The next government must remove them. All four. On day one. Cancel the Chagos commitment. Fire the debt-makers. Clean house.
No more operational independence. No more expert advice. No more permanent government. No more borrowing from our children's future.
Mother England will not bleed forever. The British people will not be ruled by those they never elected. And we will not pay for their 99-year mistakes.
Submit what you have. I will verify. I will publish. I will not stop.
Your move.
Jayne Senior spent twelve years filing reports about the rape of children in Rotherham.
She ran the Risky Business outreach project from 1999 to 2011 and passed roughly 1,700 cases to police and social services.
She was told the girls were consenting. That they would make poor witnesses. That she was breaching the perpetrators' human rights. That she was being racist.
So in 2012 she handed more than 200 confidential documents to a newspaper.
That single act triggered the Jay inquiry, the Casey inspection, the removal of the council's leadership, and criminal investigations that continue today.
The system called her records "rubbish". History calls them evidence.
Why did saving children in Britain require an act of career suicide?
76 years of Pakistani grooming gangs systematically raping, torturing, and destroying generations of British girls, with bodies allegedly minced into kebabs sold to unsuspecting Brits in places like Blackpool. Charlene Downes vanished in 2003 after grooming and abuse, her remains likely ground up and fed to customers while police ignored evidence, recordings of body disposal, and DNA issues conveniently delayed justice. This horror began in the 1950s, exploded from the 1970s onward, and was covered up by authorities for decades as pro-migrant voices celebrated the “delicious cuisine.” Starmer’s Britain enabled this national betrayal, prioritizing invaders over our daughters. The scale is unimaginable—hundreds of thousands of victims, organized networks, and total institutional failure. Enough. Every enabler in government, police, and media must be sacked and held accountable. Deport every last perpetrator and collaborator. Restore justice, borders, and Britain for the British people before more blood is on their hands. No more kebabs, no more excuses, no more silence. Fight back now. 🇬🇧
(image courtesy of @AI_EmeraldApple)
This is Part 2: where the Counter Terrorism Police questioned me about my political opinions on the Pakistani grooming gangs.
Once again, the bald officer seemed offended that I specifically mentioned Pakistani rapist gangs. He warned me to “be careful” and claimed I was speaking without proof saying my statements were “untrue.”
I tried to explain that, as a Pakistani, it’s my duty to call out the wrongdoing within my own community before pointing fingers at others. I spoke honestly and educated them the best I could.
But instead of listening, I ended up being arrested for ‘racism’ and I believe this was one of the main reasons why.
So to anyone who still doubts me or thinks I’d ever be scared of these Islamists, watch this video. I’ve always been clear, direct, and unapologetic in condemning these behaviours within the Pakistani Muslim community.
This man’s adult son gang raped a 13 year old girl, and after you watch this video you will know exactly why.
There is no guilt. No remorse. In his mind, the victim is to blame - and in his country, she’d be dead in an honor killing.
That, too, is Islam.
Put a lion and a human on a diet of pure lean meat, and watch what happens.
The lion thrives. An obligate carnivore can pull around 70 percent of its energy straight from protein and feel magnificent doing it. Its liver runs the nitrogen-clearing machinery permanently flat out, built from the factory to mop up the ammonia that all that protein leaves behind.
Now you. Push much past 35 or 40 percent of your energy from protein and the wheels start to come off. Your liver can only turn so much of that toxic ammonia into urea before the excess backs up into your blood. Headaches first, then nausea, then weakness, and if you carry on, a genuinely grim way to go. The old explorers called it rabbit starvation. Endless lean rabbit, full belly, dead inside three weeks.
So here is what the lean-protein crowd never quite reckon with. We are predators walking around with a built-in protein ceiling. We are not lions. We cannot live on muscle meat alone, and we were never built to.
The way around that ceiling is fat. Fat carries the calories lean protein cannot safely deliver, which is precisely why our ancestors hunted the fattest animals they could find and went for the marrow, the organs and the back fat first. Fat is what kept them alive.
A lion is built to run on protein. You are built to run on fat. Mind the ceiling, and eat accordingly.
Before the carnivore diet had a single follower or a hashtag, it had Vilhjalmur Stefansson: an Arctic explorer who lived on meat for years, then checked himself into a New York hospital to eat nothing else for a year and prove the experts wrong.
Stefansson was an anthropologist who went north in 1906 to live among the Inuit. When his supply ship failed to arrive, he had little choice but to eat as his hosts did, on fish, then caribou, seal and fat, with almost nothing from a plant. He expected to feel terrible. Instead he felt superb, and he kept it up, on and off, for years. The Inuit he lived with had no scurvy, no rotten teeth, none of the diseases the textbooks promised a meat-eater. He came home convinced that everything he had been taught about food was wrong.
The experts did not take it well. One leading scientist said it was easier to believe Stefansson was lying than to accept that men could stay healthy on meat alone. So in 1928, to settle it, he and a fellow explorer, Karsten Andersen, checked into Bellevue Hospital and agreed to eat nothing but meat and water for a full year, watched around the clock by doctors who expected them to fall apart.
There was one stumble, and it taught the most important lesson of all. Early on, the doctors made Stefansson eat only lean meat, the fat stripped away. Within three days he was ill, with diarrhoea and a wretched, flattened feeling. No vegetables, no medicine. Just fat. A meal of fatty steak put him right within two days. This is the trap the old-timers called rabbit starvation, and it is the thing modern carnivores still get wrong. Lean muscle alone will make you ill. The fat was never the optional part. The fat was the point.
With the fat restored, the year passed without drama. No scurvy. No kidney damage. No soaring blood pressure. The men ate roughly four-fifths of their calories as fat, finished healthy and sharp, and the committee was forced to admit, in print, that a man can live on meat alone without harm.
It made him the most famous meat-eater alive. He spent the rest of his life arguing the case, championing pemmican as the perfect ration and writing book after book. He was no saint, a showman whose Arctic ventures cost lives. But on the food he never wavered. In his seventies he returned to his stone-age diet of meat and fat, reportedly eating butter off a spoon at dinner parties, and lived, clear-minded, to 82.
A century on, every man posting his ribeye is repeating an argument Stefansson already won, in a hospital ward, in 1928.
As animals go, we are frankly a joke.
No claws. No fangs worth the name. Skin you can open with a thumbnail. We cannot outrun a labrador, cannot out-climb a housecat, cannot out-wrestle a creature half our weight. A chimp shorter than you would take your arm clean off. Drop a naked human into any wilderness on earth and the smart money is on the wildlife.
And yet we run the planet. We put the lions in enclosures and charge schoolchildren to come and look at them.
The whole trick sits behind your forehead. Three pounds of tissue, around 60 percent fat, burning a fifth of your energy while you sit perfectly still doing nothing whatsoever. That organ is the entire reason a soft, slow, fangless ape ended up at the top of every food chain it ever wandered into.
So ask the obvious question. What builds and fuels a brain like that?
Not leaves. Leaves bought the gorilla a quiet life in the forest and a belly the size of a space hopper. Our ancestors took the other road. They went after fat. Bone marrow, brain, organs, the rich greasy parts of large animals. Dense fuel for a hungry organ, so the brain grew, and the better it grew the better they hunted, and round and round it went.
You are the soft, slow, fangless thing that worked out how to kill whatever it pleased, and you managed it on a diet of fat. Then, a few decades ago, we decided fat was the enemy. The very substance that built the organ now making the decision.
Rape gangs are not some kind of aberration. Ask any combat veteran what they saw in Afghanistan. The sexual torture and slavery of children is utterly commonplace in Muslim countries. It’s part of their “culture.” Which is why it’s suicidal to import that culture into the west.
Evil is not a red-faced devil with horns.
Evil is a liberal woman laughing at the idea of little white girls being raped by foreigners.
This is the face of evil.
Some of the rape gang victims did not make it out of hell alive.
In the year 2000, Lucy Lowe had been raped by an older Pakistani man for years. She was 16 when taxi driver Azhar Ali Mehmood (her rapist) set her house in Telford on fire.
Lucy burned alive along with her mother, her disabled sister, and Lucy's unborn child. Only the father survived.
Lucy had at that point already given birth to a rape baby, who is today a grown woman.
Never forget.
Never forgive.