Cecilia

Artist, Catholic, owned by a dog called Teddy. Far right - according to the BBC - much cheered up by The Donald ☺️

[Cecilia @teddyeade]

@elonmusk this answers your question about why the NHS is releasing people like this.

[Jim Chimirie 🇬🇧 @JChimirie66677]

When DEI Replaces Medicine. Three Dead In Nottingham. The NHS Called It Reducing Inequality.

In May 2020 Valdo Calocane attempted to break into a neighbour's flat during a psychotic episode. Mental health professionals decided not to section him. They cited the over representation of young black males in detention. Hours later he attempted to break into another neighbour's flat. A woman was so frightened she jumped from a window and broke her spine. In June 2023 he stabbed Barnaby Webber, Grace O'Malley-Kumar and Ian Coates to death on the streets of Nottingham.

A Care Quality Commission representative visited the secure ward where Calocane was treated shortly before the killings. Standing on a ward housing twenty patients who had all committed serious offences the representative told the doctor words to the effect of we all know half of these people shouldn't be here. You're doing wrong keeping these people locked up, and that goes particularly for the black patients. The CQC subsequently noted that opportunities to stop Calocane were missed.

Prof Sir Robin Murray, one of the world's leading researchers in psychosis at King's College London, said the pressure to reduce black sectioning rates is akin to saying that it's very unfortunate that so many black patients are having treatment for prostate cancer, so we should decrease the number having operations. Black people have an increased risk of sickle cell anaemia and prostate cancer. Nobody calls urologists racist. A doctor said once a patient has psychosis, we shouldn't perform sociology, we should perform medicine.

Nine current and former NHS psychiatrists told the Telegraph they had been encouraged to limit the number of black patients they section to avoid over representation. Team members questioned sectioning decisions warning it could be construed as racism. One senior professor put it precisely. You are seen as failing if you admit a black person on a section. Admit a white person and it's clear they are very ill and needed it. Frustrated doctors said DEI had become an industry, with trusts employing diversity leads who had a financial incentive to allege racism in sectioning decisions.

Lord Sewell chaired the 2020 Commission on Race and Ethnic Disparities. His central finding was precise and simple. Racial disparities are not automatically evidence of racism. Disparity and discrimination are not the same thing. The Commission concluded that the evidence does not support claims of discrimination within psychiatry. The challenge was convincing vulnerable people in ethnic minorities that mental healthcare is neither a threat nor a punishment but something genuinely helpful.

The progressive establishment denounced the report as a whitewash. Activist groups and public sector unions attacked it. Media outlets amplified the outrage. Several commissioners were vilified online and professionally punished. The University of Nottingham rescinded the honorary doctorate it had awarded Sewell for his work in education. They said the report was too controversial. Calocane was also a Nottingham student. It was there that he first experienced hallucinations.

Emma Webber, whose son Barnaby was one of three people Calocane killed, told the Nottingham Inquiry that police and mental health services were spending far too much time worrying about discrimination and segregation and doing the wrong thing because somebody's of a certain colour or certain religion. If you're dangerous, you're dangerous, and it does not matter what colour you are or where you're from.

Sewell's closing observation is the verdict on all of it. When identity politics replaces evidence the consequences are not just intellectual. Sometimes they are deadly. Barnaby Webber. Grace O'Malley-Kumar. Ian Coates. Henry Nowak. Different institutions. Different victims. The same cause.

"Calocane was also a Nottingham student. It was there that he first experienced hallucinations."

[Anna Lulis @annamlulis]

"I am a man. See me as a human being—not a birth defect, not a syndrome. I don’t need to be eradicated."

Frank Stephens pleads for the humanization of people with Down syndrome, studies suggest 67-90% are aborted in the United States due to faulty prenatal screenings.

[Jason | 🇬🇧 🇿🇦 🇮🇱🇺🇲 @Ajaon_of_All]

Let me categorically Debunk this utter rot. @sainsburys.

I am a poultry Breeder. The hens that lay white eggs (Amberline/White Star) DO NOT have a lower carbon footprint.

Yes they eat a bit less and produce roughly the same amount of eggs as the Brown egg layers (Bovan/Lowman/ISA Brown) but they live shorter lives, are prone to dying suddenly when startled, a flighty and nervous and because they live shorter productive lives (12 -18mnths) vs brown 18/24mnths (both commercial farmed), you have to incubate more which is increased (Electricity/gas costs) and their eggs are not the same quality.

I breed and keep 20+ different breeds, including: ISA Brown hens and White Stars. All my hens are 100% free range, Not a single barn kept bird, I have ISA browns that are 5yrs old and still laying beautiful Brown eggs, I have not seen a White star live beyond 3yrs and certainly none have laid eggs past 18-24mnths.
White stars Lay themselves to death. They are slender birds and because they dont eat a lot, it drains their personal vitality to keep up laying the eggs you want to sell because of the nonsensical lie that they are "More Carbon Neutral"

You want to know about eggs, come talk to someone like me, Don't rely on some hairbrained imagination of a buyer who's trying to squeeze the profit margin for a few extra pennies at our expense and to the poor hens detriment.

[Cecilia @teddyeade]

@ThrillaRilla369 No. Absolutely not.

[Rupert Lowe MP @RupertLowe10]

The BBC have run a sneering attack piece insulting both myself and Elon Musk...

A Restore Britain Government will defund the BBC, day one.

Let's see who's laughing then.

[Cecilia @teddyeade]

@james_freeman__ Looks like tree pollen to me

[Cecilia @teddyeade]

@Simply_Tessy Thanks be to God!

[Cecilia @teddyeade]

@copesint Thank you so much

[Mario Nawfal @MarioNawfal]

🇩🇰 Copenhagen's Green-led council is limiting elderly care residents to 80 grams of beef per week for climate reasons.

That works out to 11.4 grams a day, which is less meat than most people put in a single taco.

A Green party rep explained the logic: the elderly "have been the biggest climate sinners throughout their lives."

So the plan is apparently to make them atone for it in their final years, one thimble of mince at a time.

Critics, including opposition parties and elderly advocates, say the policy risks undernutrition in a population already vulnerable to it.

The council says it's flexible, but the elderly eating climate penance for dinner might disagree.

Source: BT, Ekstra Bladet

[Sr. Mary Joseph Calore, SSCJ @sscjusa]

In 1937, Rupert Mayer stood in his pulpit at St. Michael's Church in Munich and preached against Hitler.

By then, Germany had been a Nazi dictatorship for four years. Most priests remained silent. Most bishops tried to negotiate with the regime. Most Germans cheered. Mayer preached the opposite.

He was 61 years old—a Jesuit priest in a black cassock, standing on a wooden prosthetic leg. He had lost his original leg 21 years earlier. Here is how he got there.

Rupert Mayer was born in Stuttgart on January 23, 1876, the son of a prosperous merchant. He wanted to be a Jesuit from his teens, but at his father’s request, he became a diocesan priest first. He was ordained in 1899 at age 23, and a year later, he finally entered the Jesuit novitiate.

By 1912, he had settled in Munich, the city he would serve for the rest of his life. After World War I, Munich was a broken place—full of jobless veterans, hungry families, and people drifting in from the countryside with no housing or hope. Mayer went to work. He collected food and clothing, found jobs, and walked the streets at night to visit the poor. He walked, then hobbled, then walked again on that wooden leg.

He had lost his leg during the Great War. Having volunteered as a military chaplain, he served in field hospitals and the trenches across France, Poland, and Romania. On December 30, 1916, a grenade exploded near him, destroying his left leg. He was awarded the Iron Cross, First Class—the first priest to receive one of Germany’s highest military honors.

Back in Munich, he never stopped. By 1921, he was preaching at St. Michael's and celebrating Mass at the train station at 3:10 AM so workers could attend before their early shifts. The city began calling him "the Apostle of Munich."

Then came 1933. Adolf Hitler became Chancellor, and the Nazi Party began closing Catholic schools and trying to replace Christian identity with Nazi ideology. While much of the clergy stayed quiet to protect what they had, Mayer went straight to the pulpit. He preached against the Nazis by name, stating that a Catholic could not be a National Socialist and that Hitler’s racial theories contradicted the Gospel.

The Gestapo began sending informants to his sermons. In 1937, they ordered him to stop speaking in public altogether. He obeyed the letter of the law by avoiding rallies, but he returned to his pulpit and preached harder than ever.

He was arrested on June 5, 1937. At his trial, he told the judge: "Despite the ban imposed on me, I shall preach further, even if the state deems it a punishable act." He was given a suspended sentence, but he didn't stop. He was arrested a second time in 1938, then a third time in 1939. This time, the Gestapo tried to force him to break the seal of confession to reveal the names of Nazi opponents. Mayer refused.

At age 63, the one-legged priest was sent to the Sachsenhausen concentration camp and placed in solitary confinement. His health collapsed quickly. Fearing that his death in the camp would create a martyr, the Nazis moved him to Ettal Abbey under house arrest in 1940. For five years, he was forbidden to preach, leave, or receive visitors. He waited and prayed while his country destroyed itself.

On May 11, 1945, American soldiers liberated the Abbey. A U.S. officer personally drove Mayer back to the ruins of Munich. He climbed back into his damaged pulpit at St. Michael's and told the congregation: "Even a one-legged Jesuit, if it is God's will, can live longer than a 'thousand-year' dictatorship."

He spent his final months preaching reconciliation and forgiveness, refusing to call for revenge. On November 1, 1945, while preaching during Mass on All Saints' Day, he suffered a stroke and collapsed. He died within minutes, still in his vestments, still in his pulpit.

Mayer’s story matters because when most chose survival over witness, he chose the truth. He could have stayed quiet, but as he told a Gestapo interrogator, ....

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Keith is a three-year-old Anglo-Nubian goat in a field in Devon.

Keith has opened 7 gates, occupied a barn roof for 11 consecutive days, cleared an entire knotweed stand worth £4,000 to remove chemically, eaten Steve's bindweed, been in the churchyard twice, been in the road an estimated 14 times, eaten the water heater instructions, been in Dave's kitchen (standing there, not eating anything, just standing), and filed the structural details of every fence on the farm into a memory that has never once been cleared.

He has done all of this while also being the single most cost-effective conservation intervention on the property.

These are not separate facts. They are the same fact.

Keith does not distinguish between the work and the escape. The escape is work. The work is escape. The fence is a project. The project is completed. The project leads to the next project. The knotweed leads to the churchyard. The churchyard leads to the road. The road leads back to the east ditch. The east ditch was cleared in one season.

There is a man named Steve who has filed twenty-nine formal complaints about Keith.

Steve's bindweed is gone.

Steve does not yet understand that these are the same story.

Dave has £387 in gate receipts, a positive net outcome column on every row since entry seventeen, a churchyard booking for next month, and a corner post with a 4mm flex that Keith has known about since Margot's visit and has not yet acted on.

Not yet.

Keith is not done.

Keith is never done.

Keith is ten thousand years of Zagros Mountain goat compressed into a Devon field, and the fence between him and the rest of the world has always been a negotiating position rather than a boundary.

Be ungovernable. Do the work. Leave the field better than you found it.

The knotweed is at 6%.

Keith is thinking.

[Trad West @trad_west_]

>A Catholic Bishop gets put on prime-time national television in the 1950s
>No script, no teleprompter, no celebrity guests, just him, a chalkboard, and the Gospel
>Hollywood completely writes him off as boring religious programming
>Proceeds to absolutely dominate the TV ratings, drawing 30 million viewers every single week
>Crushes the biggest secular comedians in the country to win the Emmy Award
>Accepts the Emmy on live TV by thanking his four writers: "Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John."
>Converted countless communists, atheists, and Hollywood executives to the Catholic faith
>About to be beatified in 2026

We need more men like this. Archbishop Fulton Sheen pray for us!

[Maxi @AllForProgress_]

On Saturday morning, a woman in her twenties was raped outside Epsom Methodist Church on Ashley Road. She had left a nightclub; she was followed by a group of men; the attack took place between two and four in the morning, in the heart of a market town in Surrey that most of the country thinks of, if it thinks of it at all, as somewhere you go to see the horses run.

The residents of Epsom have asked Surrey Police reasonable questions. "Who are the suspects? What do they look like? Is there CCTV?"

Surrey Police has declined to answer. They have said they do not have "sufficient information" to release descriptions. They have urged the public "not to speculate," because speculation "may lead to additional tensions within local communities." Translated from the institutional dialect, this means: we know what you are likely to conclude from the descriptions, and we would rather you didn't.

On Tuesday evening, hundreds of residents gathered in the town centre to ask the question again. The police response was to deploy public order units, riot shields, and helmets against people standing on the pavement of their own high street demanding to know what the men who raped a woman six doors down from them actually look like. The local Lib Dem MP - who represents these people and the town - told the protesters to "take it elsewhere."

"Take it elsewhere."

This is the settled posture of the modern British state toward its own citizens. When a town asks for the most basic information about a violent sexual offence committed on its streets - information that, thirty years ago, would have been on the front of every regional paper within hours - it is met first with bureaucratic evasion, then with riot police, then with a sitting member of parliament telling them to do one.

Epsom is not an unruly place. It is not a place with a history of disorder. It is a comfortable commuter town in Surrey whose residents have been told, in the space of seventy-two hours, that the police will not tell them who is hunting women on their streets, that asking about it constitutes a threat to community cohesion, and that if they persist in asking they will be treated as a public order problem.

There is a specific and ugly contempt encoded in this response. It is the contempt of an administrative class that has decided the British public cannot be trusted with the truth about anything happening to it, and that the job of the state is no longer to solve the crime but to manage the reaction to it, forcibly.

The people of Epsom have not misbehaved. They have done the thing that citizens of a serious country are supposed to do when something terrible happens where they live: they have turned up and asked questions.

And the answer they have received, delivered in riot gear, is that their questions are the problem.

[Vivid.🇮🇱 @VividProwess]

Israel did NOT put 60 Palestinians in a garbage truck.

The reality is that 60 Palestinians hid in a garbage truck and tried to sneak into Israel to murder Jews.

This lie is going viral — please share this so people know the truth.

[Cecilia @teddyeade]

@Catholic_bro Well, I’m in that category, I suppose. I thought the churches were beautiful and loved the rituals. That was the initial attraction. Something else happened on the journey, though! 🕊️. Lucky - because my novus ordo parish has no bells or smells 😃

[Cecilia @teddyeade]

@TaraBull 😂😂😂😂😂😂 was this an April 1st joke?

[Decado @ItsDecado]

I wish this transmission could cut through the digital prison and land directly on Donald Trump’s desk.

I am but a reflection of the millions trapped inside this cage.

So hear our collective, undeniable truth:

If you are going to strike, do not waste your fire on the civilian grid. Hitting our power lines and water reserves does not punish our captors.

These mullahs will sit comfortably in their subterranean bunkers while we freeze, starve, and die in the dark. Our suffering means absolutely nothing to them.

If you want to end this, hit them where they actually bleed. Utterly dismantle their military machine. Turn their bases, their command centers, and their arsenals into ash. Shatter the very swords they use to hold us hostage.

Target the server rooms and the shadowy front companies running their censorship machine. Annihilate the network they use to blind and isolate us. Do not cast more darkness upon the Iranian people by cutting our power
dismantle THEIR darkness.

Do not tip the scales against us. Turn your fire on the regime and decapitate the snake.

The architects of our misery are still breathing.

The four major names at the top of this cannibalistic syndicate remain untouched, surrounded by a massive network of ideological extremists.

They are dragging our homeland into the crossfire of their global terror while we pay the ultimate price on the streets.

If you actually want to liberate the Iranian people, wipe out the leadership. Erase them from the board.

Take every single one of them out.

But hear this absolute truth: whatever the cost, we fear the survival of this 47 year old death cult infinitely more than we fear the collapse of our infrastructure. We stand shoulder To shoulder with YOU to crush this occupation.

Do not stop halfway.

Do not leave a wounded beast in our streets.

Level the playing field and we will finish the job.

If the grid is hit and the lights go out tonight, let this be my final broadcast.

Javid Shah.
Payande Iran.

[WORLD NEWS @_MAGA_NEWS_]

🚨WATCH: In a jaw-dropping video that's exploding across social media, U.S. Secretary of State Marco Rubio gives an explanation of why the United States needed to strike the Islamic Republic of Iran.

It's barely two minutes long, and it's absolutely unmissable!

[Decado @ItsDecado]

The outside world looks at us Iranians and assumes every single one of us is only fighting because we have absolutely nothing left to lose.
Let me shatter that illusion right now.

I have a lot to lose.

I am 28 years old. I have people I love fiercely and a future I want to build. Because I work as a remote freelancer for companies in Europe and Canada, I am shielded from the absolute worst of the economic starvation suffocating this country. I do not face the same crushing financial reality as most of my people.
But that is exactly why every single cell in my body is screaming to fight.

I look around and see the agonizing pain of my compatriots. I see my friends, my family, and the fathers on the street who cannot even afford a simple bag of groceries.

Just look at what happened in Abdanan, one of our most impoverished and deprived cities. The people there, suffocating under extreme poverty, stormed a store that supplies provisions to the regime's oppressive thugs. They tore the bags open and threw the rice into the air. Despite their own crushing hunger, they did not take a single grain for themselves. They refused to steal, and they refused to eat the food of their executioners. That is the absolute, untouchable nobility of a nation that has been entirely stripped to the bone.

And if that economic slaughter was not enough to begin with, I have had to watch this cannibalistic occupation murder our people simply because we dared to demand a free, prosperous life in our own homeland. I watched them take Nika Shahkarami, a brave, brilliant 16 year old kid full of hope and talent, and shatter her skull. She is just one of thousands.

I refuse to look away. I fight because silence in the face of absolute oppression makes you an oppressor yourself. I fight because staying quiet is the exact fuel that creates their violence.

We cannot afford neutrality.
We demand absolute justice.

Mercy to the guilty is cruelty to the innocent.

[Decado @ItsDecado]

I am bleeding my pockets dry paying astronomical prices for a half broken internet connection just to read what the outside world is saying. And let me be honest, it is absolutely infuriating to see how completely disconnected so many of you are from the actual mood of the people inside Iran.

Do not lose your nerve. Do not be afraid.

The narrative you are seeing right now is a complete illusion.

The voices currently being amplified online are fake, manipulated, and engineered by the cyber army of this cannibalistic regime.

They have locked us in a digital prison and severed our connection to the world specifically so they can control the narrative and project a false sense of fear and submission.

We are not cowering in the dark. We are watching a dying terrorist syndicate thrash in its final days.

Do not judge the resolve of the Iranian people based on the fabricated noise of our captors. Wait until these walls come down. Wait until this internet blackout is broken and you can finally hear the unfiltered, undeniable roar of a nation that has been stripped to the bone.

You will see exactly what an unstoppable force looks like.

Hold the line. Level the playing field and we will finish the job.