@NiohBerg That’s insane - it was just a horse! They’re not political. They are just herd animals, and sensitive ones at that. Given to humanity to care for. Only a godless, evil person would do such a thing.
Ed Miliband's new Net Zero targets requiring the tripling of electric vehicle sales in just three years are not credible, carmakers have warned. https://t.co/7TcuUbEXLs
Burnham’s BS.
Victoria Derbyshire asks Burnham 5 times how he would pay to take utilities back into public ownership and 5 times he fails to tell her.
This guy hasn’t got a clue what he’d do as PM except speed us back to the 1970s even faster than Starmer is doing.
This is awful. The last ever Denby Pottery going to the kiln. Why is there not uproar? Where’s the government in this?? We all have Denby in our homes, in family heirlooms, as our history and now it’s closing through lack of support, such a sad sad day. #SaveDenby@denbypottery
Almost 60% of Brits reject giving up sovereignty in return for more access to the EU single market. 👇
Only 27% approve.
2-1 against Labour's "reset". Starmer has no mandate for it.
@YouGov polling for @BritainUnbound.
https://t.co/N7CHbeBYOg
@ZackPolanski Oh dear. Don’t know quite where to start with this. The bond market is a free market. People can decide what rate to lend at. A nation can’t set the rates; especially the UK in its weak financial position. Anyone who thinks otherwise is deeply misguided.
@RUINA0807@lembitopik You need to more research. More and more evidence (documented in scientific papers and studies) now that CO2 plays a small role. Many other factors are more significant. The actual science has moved on. The politicised, institutionally funded science has not.
@Katie_Lam_MP It’s because Labour politicians don’t have a flipping clue about the Laffer curve or unintended consequences of policy decisions! It’s always the same. Mostly because their party is inhabited by twits who think bond markets will somehow bow to their political leader’s will…
Following the horrific murder of Henry Novak, the name Kriss Donald has come up.
Many don’t know what happened to Kriss. And they certainly don’t have an update on his convicted murderers. You might be surprised by this.
This all makes me rather angry. Hold on to your seat and here we go…
On 15 March 2004, 15 year old Kriss was walking with a friend, Jamie Wallace, on Kenmure Street in Glasgow.
A silver Mercedes with five men (led by Imran Shahid) pulled up and grabbed Kriss and his friend. Jamie managed to escape but Kriss was forced into the car.
So what had Kriss done to upset these men? Absolutely nothing. Imran and his group of Pakistani thugs had been in an altercation with some other white men earlier at a nightclub. They were angry and picked on a random (and innocent) white boy to have their revenge.
The gang drove him around for hours in the car before they took him to a secluded spot by the river. There they held his arms while they stabbed him 13 times, causing severe internal injuries - to a lung, the liver and a kidney.
At this point, poor Kriss was already dying from blood loss but he was still fighting to stay alive.
These horrific human beings then doused him in petrol and set him on fire. Kriss rolled on the floor, trying to extinguish the flame, but ultimately he died from blood loss and the impact of the burning.
His body was found the next day.
Some of the suspects fled to Pakistan but were eventually brought back to face justice for this barbaric racially motivated and heinous murder.
So what happened to the five men?
Imran Shahid (ringleader): he received life imprisonment, minimum 25 years. He has been as much of a bully inside prison as he was on the outside and has an additional 20 months added to his sentence for an assault when in prison. He also pretended to convert to Judaism so he can have better food and has sued the prison service over wanting a penis pump and having his Xbox removed (it was feared he was using it to access the internet). He is able to apply for parole in 2031
Zeeshan Shahid (his brother): received a life sentence with a 23 years minimum. Eligible for parole in 2029.
Mohammed Faisal Mushtaq; received a life sentence with a 22 years minimum. Eligible for parole in 2028/2029.
Daanish Zahid: received a life sentence with a minimum of 17 years but he also got an additional sentence for 6 years for lying to the court. He is eligible for parole in 2027 and there have been exploratory discussions for work placements/community work on his release.
Zahid Mohammed was part of the kidnapping but left the group before the stabbing and burning. He received only 5 years and was set free after only 2.5 years. He then changed his name to Yusef Harris and was back in prison for 4 years in 2017 after he threatened to murder someone, was found carrying a knife and drove a car at a police officer. He is now free and nobody knows where he is.
By 2031, most, if not all, of these menacing and violent men could be back on the streets in the UK.
Kriss deserved better.
@JChimirie66677@benonwine Everyone who has not been indoctrinated sees this for what it is. They see Starmer for what he is, and the Labour Party for what it is. Southport was the start. This has blown the lie wide open. The Overton window hasn’t just shifted - it has leaped, and widened, which is good.
@KennyCarmody@DavidWolfe Kenny, so very sorry to read that this happened to you. I know so many people who were killer or severely injured by the jabs. Friends, relatives, colleagues. It’s awful. How are you getting on these days? Praying for healing for you.
The Labour Party wants to ban social media for under-16s in the UK.
The Labour Party wants to lower the voting age to 16 in the UK.
Why?
The Labour Party wants voters to have no access to information beyond state education before they vote.
Tonight, as I do every year at this time, I’ll be raising a glass to a scared young man, who 82 years ago was preparing to go ashore on the beaches of Normandy as part of an event code-named Operation Overlord.
D-Day.
I can’t imagine what was going through his mind. I’d be scared to death and I’m sure he was too. But in that first wave was a 21-year-old Private First Class from Henry County, VA by the name of Allen Homer Sink.
Fortunately, he would survive that initial wave, participate in battle until it ended in August, then come home to marry and raise a family of four, including two daughters after the war ended.
He would also become my father-in-law until his death in 2006.
His nickname for some reason was “Hank” and when I asked him how he got it, he said some guy in the Army said he “looked like a Hank.” From the time I first met him, he was a salt-of-the-earth man who was never afraid of anything. He was a carpenter by trade, and he’d stand up on the tallest roofs, grab bumblebees with his bare hands when they tried to persuade him to move elsewhere, and never be bothered by anything.
His hands were tough and leathery, but he was a softie. He spoiled his children, complained when my mother-in-law would gripe about something involving one of his alleged misdeeds, and always thought he was fooling everybody when he snuck around the back of the house and lit a cigarette, a habit everyone opposed but he could never part himself from.
He could talk your ear off for hours at a time, and I always suggested he become a greeter at Wal-Mart when he retired because then he could talk all day to strangers and none of them would – like his wife and daughters often did – tell him to be quiet for a few moments. Yet for all his love of talking, there was one subject he just wouldn’t discuss.
June 6, 1944. Omaha Beach.
In 1998, when he was 76 years old, the subject came up again. The movie “Saving Private Ryan” came out and the beginning was gruesome. Reviews said it was incredibly realistic to what really happened that day. I asked Hank if he wanted to go see it.
“No,” he shook his head. “I don’t ever want to see any of that again.”
He did offer that he remembered the night before when troops were loaded into the boats for the amphibious assault. He said it was raining and that once everyone was in place, they gave everybody ice cream and told them to try to get some sleep. Then the next thing he knew, they were waking everybody up telling them to stay low and head for the beach.
No, that doesn’t sound like somebody drugged the ice cream. Not at all.
That’s all he would say about the subject, and he never said another word about it until the final months of his life. Alzheimer’s would gradually rob him of his mind, and as his condition deteriorated, memories of the past would briefly spill out. One evening he thought I was his commanding officer and he was back at Normandy. It is the only time I ever saw him where he appeared to be scared. Ever.
It reminds me every day of something I had unknowingly taken for granted. The greatest generation did fight in and win World War II, then did incredible things over the next 50 to 60 years after the war. But many carried unspeakable memories from the War, ones they would never talk about and carry inside them to their graves. Those veterans lost a piece of themselves in battle they would never, ever, get back.
I mean, how can you at the tender age of 21 storm a beach, see friends die only a few feet from you, wonder each night if you will wake up alive the next morning and then return home a year later and try to pick up on the same normal life you had before you left? I told him once that after seeing “Saving Private Ryan”, I understood why he was never afraid of anything; after you’ve made it through something like that, everything else pales in comparison.
So tonight, I raise a glass to Hank and the 150,000-plus men, who like my father-in-law, were very young, very scared, and still charged that beach, paying a price that even for the survivors would last the rest of their days.
Rest In Peace...