For years, the media called Israel paranoid.
But today, UNRWA just quietly fired 70 of its employees in Gaza because they were linked to terror organizations.
Israel was right all along. Why is the world still funding an agency that employs terrorists? It is time to defund UNRWA permanently.
Animal Farm by George Orwell, in short:
1. Old Major, the fattest pig on the farm, delivers a sermon about "liberation." He has never missed a meal in his life – but he is the most envious of the Man – the producer, the entrepreneur…
2. “Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy” – the ideology is manufactured from the start, designed not to free the animals but to direct their resentment away from the pigs and toward a useful target. Every revolution needs an enemy. The pigs chose the farmer.
3. The revolution’s commandments were never a constitution. They were a management tool – sacred enough to motivate, vague enough to rewrite, and controlled from the beginning by the only ones who could read – the pigs.
4. Boxer the horse, the most honest creature on the farm, decent, loyal yet naive, totally devoted, responds to every setback with the same answer: “I will work harder!” He means it completely. He works himself half to death. It is the most heartbreaking sentence in the book – because the new system is perfectly designed to absorb exactly that kind of devotion and give nothing back.
When he finally collapses from exhaustion, he is sold to the knacker. For cash. The pigs buy more whisky with the proceeds.
The other animals are told he died in a hospital receiving the best care. The most useful animal on the farm is the one who never once suspects he is the product.
5. The commandments get rewritten at night not because power corrupted the revolution – the rewriting was always the plan. Language was the weapon from the first speech Old Major ever gave.
6. “All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others” – this is not the system’s failure. It is the system’s true face, finally visible once the animals are too exhausted and confused to object.
7. Orwell’s message: the lie came first. And the "liberation" it promised delivered something far worse than what came before – because the fattest pig was merely selfish at the start, but by the end is selfish and fluent in the language of "justice." He took all the eggs. He took everything. And made the hens thank him for it.
The fattest pig knew what he was doing all along…
In 1825, a rich Welsh industrialist bought an entire American town to prove that socialism could work.
He had the money, the buildings, the theory, and hundreds of eager followers waiting to move in.
Two years later, it was over. 🧵
@Mr_Husky1 i wouldn’t say incredibly rude, but it is v cheeky…! One child was invited who has some relationship to the birthday child.. sending two is just cheap childcare imho 🤷♀️
Transgenderism really is the biggest pile of shite to ever crawl itself out of the fucking shite bucket.
It's nothing but male privilege, male aggression, male desire, male fetishism, and it's brainwashed half of the world who think destroying women's rights in the name of men in fucking dresses is progressive.
On Saturday, after nearly a century, the long-wave transmitter at Droitwich fell silent, and the two old masts at Westerglen and Burghead with it. Most people won't have noticed. But something left the country on Saturday worth marking before it slips out of memory as well as off the air: the Shipping Forecast, in the form millions have grown up with, one of the primi among British institutions, read out on long wave to the fishing fleets and the insomniacs and anyone else still awake at the rim of the day.
If you've ever heard it, you know the odd power of the thing. "Viking, North Utsire, South Utsire, Forties, Cromarty" - a litany of sea areas most listeners will never lay eyes on, in a cadence that hasn't altered in generations, read with the calm of a voice that assumes you are out there somewhere in the dark and means to see you home. It carried far more than the weather. It was among the last things the whole of Britain still heard at the same hour: the same words, the same rhythm, meaning the same thing to a trawlerman off Rockall and a sleepless accountant in Surrey. A aesthetic paradigm of our culture; supreme utility and sublime superfluity. A country that now shares almost nothing in common still shared that.
And there's a stranger fact again, one that lifts the whole business clear of nostalgia. By long-standing account, the Royal Navy's nuclear-missile submarines, hidden somewhere beneath the Atlantic with the nation's last deterrent aboard, used Radio 4 on long wave as one of their signs of life from home. If the broadcasts kept coming, Britain was still there. If they ever stopped, and stayed stopped, the commander was to open the sealed letter the Prime Minister had written out by hand, and learn what his country wished of him in a world that no longer contained it. The same mild signal that told a fisherman the wind in Dogger was, by that account, a pulse the end of the world would have been measured against.
It is fitting, and bleak, that a broadcaster which has spent years forgetting who it was ever for should choose this, of all things, to switch off. The BBC never seems short of money for the things it wants to do. It decided the cost of the old signal was no longer worth bearing, and silenced the one transmission that asked nothing of anybody and reassured everybody. The fishermen, the old, the sleepless, the men under the sea - none of them were an audience it cared to keep.
The forecast itself survives in other forms, on other frequencies; this is not the end of it. But the signal that carried it for a hundred years, and the idea it quietly stood for - that a nation is a thing held together by small shared rituals, faithfully kept, that ask nothing and bind everyone - that has fallen silent, and it fell without a fight. We let these things go one at a time, each too small to defend on its own, until we glance up and find there is nothing left that we all still do together.
How many more will we let go?
How many more will you let go?
One of the questions I hear a lot is
Who supplies the engines to the small boats?
Here is a compilation of of the boats I’ve captured with the motors in the shots
Seems to be a few brands
Mercury
Parsun
Aiqidi
Hideo
But all can be found on Ali Express
It cant surely be this easy?
The UK State Pension: £12,500/year for a lifetime of work
An illegal migrant: £41,000/year to the taxpayer
We are spending over THREE TIMES more on unvetted arrivals than on the seniors who built this country
The math just doesn't add up
Imagine strapping an 8-kilo explosive vest on your 14yo son, promising him Islamic paradise for bravely blowing up Jews.
Then you watch IDF soldiers spot the threat, clear civilians, and calmly talk the boy into letting the bomb squad remove it — because jail is better than death.
Now imagine his family having the audacity to launch a global campaign, outraged that the ‘evil Jewish supremacists’ imprisoned their ‘sweet boy’ under ‘apartheid.’
You don’t have to imagine it. This is the Israeli experience, with far too many variations of it happening to absurd degrees.
Watch these illegal migrants carry a small boat to the water and throw rocks at me for documenting it
Much more in my long form video on YouTube in the next post
Restore Britain’s five step plan to end the welfare scam.
Number one.
No benefits for foreigners. Saves billions and billions every year. If a Somalian family is living on benefits in social housing funded by the British taxpayer, I wish them well. In Somalia. No discussion needed. Huge savings to be had.
Second.
The ballooning welfare bill is not solely down to foreign nationals, far from it. There are a huge number of British people taking the mick. The system is there for the taking, and they are doing exactly that. Claiming some disability or another, when there is evidently nothing wrong.
Face-to-face assessments are vital, regular and vigorous.
- Dedicated welfare fraud investigation units.
- Proper data-sharing between HMRC, DWP and local authorities.
- Automatic recovery of fraudulent claims from future earnings.
And actually through doing this, we can give proper support to those British men and women who genuinely need it. A fair, robust and compassionate approach.
Third.
A life on benefits for a healthy individual is NOT acceptable. If you can work, you must work. A few months to find a desired job is reasonable, but after that - if you want your benefit money, you will be put to work.
That is Restore Britain’s position.
Litter picking, street cleaning, gardening, scraping chewing gum off the pavement. Whatever. If it needs doing and you want the money, you’re doing it.
Random drug tests for those on benefits - if you’re getting high, the benefits stop.
Tough love.
Next.
Reintroduce the two child cap. Hardworking British parents shouldn’t have to subsidise indolence.
If you want more children, get a job.
Finally.
Tax cuts.
Raise the thresholds. Make it so that going back to work is financially rewarding. Obviously. Reward hard work, and people will do more of it. If people feel like going into work is actually worth it, they will do it. It must never pay to sit on benefits.
More training, more apprenticeships. A skilled and active workforce. Contributing, not taking. That is what we need.
A Restore Britain Government will ensure no household receives more in out-of-work benefits than the equivalent working family earns after tax.
The welfare system should protect those who cannot work, support those who fall on hard times, and help people back into employment as quickly as possible.
It should never be more attractive than work.
Restore Britain will reward contribution and ambition, not indolence and entitlement.
End the welfare scam, slash the bill, crush inflation.
Dear @EnvAgency.
In February this year, after 4 years of asking you to look after the Aldersbrook, I led a team of volunteers to do your job for you & clean out tonnes of silt & leaves, as well as hundreds of bags of rubbish. Through the effort of community volunteers & donations, & at zero cost to the taxpayer, we turned a forgotten silted up ditch back into a river again.
Last nights intense rain storm showed why our actions are the very definition of “strengthening water resilience”. A huge amount of rain fell in a short time, but the restored section of the Aldersbrook has been able to hold 100’s of thousands of litres more water, stopping this water running into the Roding, & thereby *reducing* local flood risk. The first photograph below is of the Aldersbrook after the rains this morning- a big contrast to the area before we did the work.
Perhaps more importantly, this water, instead of running straight off into the Roding & hence the sea is now being held in the Aldersbrook & gradually released so it can be used by nature. It is feeding marshes, trees & wildlife, topping up groundwater & helping to reduce our flood/drought cycle. If you want to strengthen water resilience, we need thousands more projects like the Aldersbrook around the country.
So the question I ask you, Environment Agency, is why you are threatening me with two years imprisonment, rather than offering to meet & discuss how we can work together to restore the Roding & its tributaries, which could become a blueprint for you cooperating with local river guardians nationwide?
🇬🇧 RESTORE BRITAIN NAMES MARLON WEST AS MANCHESTER MAYORAL CANDIDATE
Rupert Lowe has announced Marlon West as Restore Britain's candidate for the Greater Manchester mayoral by-election.
West spent over two years forcing the government into a national grooming gangs inquiry, taking on senior politicians including Jess Phillips when Labour stalled.
His own daughter was a victim. He's lived the evil he's fighting and wants to stop it happening to others.
Manchester now has a real choice on the ballot.