Far-right racist thug, idiot, cunt, wanker, transphobic, islamophobic, bigot, terrorist, thick moron, not funny or clever….not my words but I’ll take them
This is absolutely heartbreaking to listen to.
A local woman tells more about the migrant attack in Belfast
The victim is SPECIAL NEEDS, he struggles as it is
He was jumped by TWO MIGRANTS, not one.
THERE'S ANOTHER SUDANESE MAN INVOLVED RUNNING FREE- HE MUST BE ARRESTED IMMEDIATELY
The man who was attacked was HELPING the migrant attackers move in to their accommodation
HE WAS BEING KIND TO THEM AND THEY REPAID THAT WITH VIOLENCE
He is believed to be blind in one eye and has completely lost the other, he was already hard of hearing
"WHAT KIND OF LIFE IS HE GOING TO HAVE WHEN HE COMES OUT OF INTENSIVE CARE?"
For some crazy reason, NHS Lanarkshire has decided to label mothers of stillborn babies as ‘mothers/birthing people.'
This is gender ideology imposed on grieving families at the worst moment of their lives.
But yet again, this is the direct result of the SNP spending years pushing this dangerous ideology into every corner of Scottish public life.
@moneillsf@Wokenonsense They are only innocent until they’re caught….if you won’t police the streets, then the locals will….every rape, every stabbing, every murder is an isolated case in your eyes….youre a lying fucking disgrace woman!!
@DanJarvisMBE@ukhomeoffice You and those cowards behind you will now face the full force of the British people, because it is you that keeps putting these savages amongst us, we keep asking you not to but we’re ignored…how many more ‘isolated cases’ of murder, rape and stabbings before you stop this..
David Lammy’s proposals to restrict the right to jury trial have been examined by the Justice Committee of the House of Commons.
And. Well. Um.
It’s *quite* the report.
I think it’s actually worse than politely scathing.
It’s embarrassing 👇🏼🪡🧵
How would you describe a culture where women are flogged in public for 'inappropriate dress'? A culture where one woman suffered 40 lashes from a leather whip for the crime of wearing trousers and a T-shirt? A culture where a man who lies with a man risks being whipped a hundred times before being put in a dank cell for five years?
Personally, I would call such a culture 'alien'. In fact, I would call it backward, regressive, inhuman and morally inferior to the freer, more forgiving culture we Brits are lucky to live in.
Why, then, was the unionist MP Jim Allister rebuked in the Commons yesterday for suggesting that the bloodletting maniac in Belfast heralded from an 'alien culture'? For all of the primitive punishments listed above, all that state barbarism, took place in the nation where he was reportedly born: Sudan.
✍️ Brendan O’Neill
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It’s my birthday today… doesn’t matter how old I am, just know this:
In all my years, I have never been so disappointed, angry and disgusted with This government.
I don’t think I’ll see another birthday at this rate… so let’s make the most of it.
@Keir_Starmer for my birthday please can you call a General Election and just fuck off???
Pretty please 🙏🏻
BREAKING: Protesters in Belfast are going house to house looking for migrants and evicting them.
“When government betrays its people, the people will govern themselves.” George Washington
Jeff Banks is continuing his campaign to secure a minute’s silence for Henry Nowak before England’s opening World Cup match.
He is now calling on the editors of every national newspaper to get behind the proposal and encourage their readers to support it.
His argument is simple and a fair one, if football can unite to remember tragedies and victims from around the world, then surely it can take a moment to remember a young English lad whose death touched the hearts of so many people across the country.
PLEASE SHARE AND COMMENT WITH YOUR SUPPORT! 🙏🇬🇧❤️👏✊
I exposed Andy Burnham's role in the Pakistani Rape gang cover up. In bite sized chunks, I will share with you the evidence. We start with @AndyBurnhamGM himself.
Part 1: ANDY BURNHAM KNEW BETTER
Start here. Before anything else, understand who this man is.
Andy Burnham was the Shadow Home Secretary from around 2015 to 2017. He would have known everything there was to know about Rotherham. He would have known the Alexis Jay report, which exposed how more than 1,400 children were abused in that town while officials looked away, suppressed evidence, and attacked the people raising the alarm. He would have known Rochdale. He would have known the pattern.
Organised networks of predominantly Pakistani men, children in local authority care, police who chose not to see, councils who chose not to act, a political class that chose silence.
None of it would have been new to him when he walked into the Mayor's office in 2017.
Go back further. Andy Burnham is the politician whose name is most associated with forcing the truth out of Hillsborough. He has posted a video of himself at Anfield, speaking at the memorial, calling it the moment his politics changed.
He campaigned for years on the argument that institutional cover-ups are broken open by one thing. Statutory powers to compel evidence and a legal duty of candour on public officials. That is his own position. His own words. He has campaigned to write the duty of candour into law. He sat with the Hillsborough families celebrating when they finally got it. He has used those families in his Makerfield campaign literature. He has used them.
He has always known what separates a process capable of extracting the truth from one that merely asks for it. The difference is statutory compulsion, sworn evidence, and a legal obligation to produce documents. Without those three things, you are asking institutions to confess to their own crimes. They will not. That is not cynicism. That is the lesson of every cover-up in modern British public life, and it is the lesson Burnham himself spent years teaching publicly.
His experience as Shadow Home Secretary, his knowledge of Rotherham and Rochdale, his campaigns on Hillsborough, none of this lowered the standard he would be held to. It raised it. He understood the landscape better than almost any politician in this country when he took office. He cannot claim ignorance. He knew what the tools were. He chose not to use them.
When he was given the power and the opportunity as Mayor of Greater Manchester to go after the rape gangs and expose what had been done to children across Greater Manchester, Andy Burnham chose the process that facilitated a cover up.
He did not make an error of judgment. He chose it deliberately, knowing what that choice would produce.
Ask him why he launched a 7 year series of powerless Assurance Reviews instead of demanding a National Inquiry.
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I’m Raja Miah MBE. For seven years, I led a campaign that exposed how senior Labour politicians helped protect Pakistani rape gangs. The people of my town EXPOSED ANDY BURNHAM and helped force the national inquiry.
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This is the woman David Lammy wants to choose our judges.
She says merit alone should NOT determine judicial appointments.
“Merit is crucial but so is a focus on diversity."
THE DOSSIER #11: David Lammy MP – The Contemptible
Born 1967. Tottenham. Guyanese parents. Father abandoned the family. Single mother. You have worn her struggles like a costume for thirty years. The scholarship. Harvard Law School. The most elite legal education on earth. You are not the voice of Tottenham. You are the voice of Cambridge, Massachusetts. The international elite's manufactured authentic. The working-class hero who needed three attempts to pass the Bar. Three attempts on a donor-funded scholarship. Then straight into politics. Not one day in private practice. Not one day meeting a payroll. Not one day outside the taxpayer-funded bubble.
Fabian Society. The Foreign Policy Centre. Labour Friends of Israel. Labour Friends of Palestine. You join everything. You stand for nothing. You believe in nothing except your own advancement.
Researcher for Harriet Harman. MP for Tottenham since 2001. Minister for Culture. Higher Education. Lord Commissioner of the Treasury. Now Deputy Prime Minister. You climbed to the second highest office in the land without ever leaving the building. Without ever building anything. Without ever creating anything. Without ever suffering the consequences of your own decisions.
You called Brexiteers Nazis. You compared them to the Ku Klux Klan. You said they were allied with fascism and white supremacy. You called the 2016 vote "the worst thing since the Second World War." Seventeen million voters. Seventeen million of your own countrymen. Nazis. That is what you called them. That is what you think of the British people. That is your contempt laid bare.
Then you begged for their votes. Then you begged for a trade deal with the America you called racist. Then you went silent when power required it. You have no principles. You have only appetites.
You called Donald Trump a racist. A Nazi sympathizer. A member of the KKK. You demanded he be banned from Britain. You said he was unfit for office. Now you are Deputy Prime Minister. Now you need him. Now you are silent. How wonderfully flexible your principles are. How terribly convenient. How utterly predictable.
You demanded Parliament be recalled in 2019 to stop Brexit. You said prorogation was a constitutional outrage. You wept for parliamentary sovereignty. Then you voted to revoke Article 50 without a referendum. You voted against the democratic result. Fifty-eight percent of your own constituents voted Leave. You voted to ignore them. You called it principle. They call it betrayal. They call it treachery. They are correct.
You voted to scrap winter fuel payments for nine million pensioners. You took £300 from the poorest elderly households while you spent £1 million on private flights in three months. £14,000 per day. Your Foreign Office blew £521,000 on restaurants and bars in four months. The venues were hidden. The receipts were buried. The entitlement is total. The hypocrisy is infinite.
You claimed £7,000 in accountancy fees on expenses. Ten times. To help with your tax returns. While you underpaid £2,500 in council tax on your £1.6 million London home. "An oversight," you claimed. The oversight of the man who lectures others about paying their fair share. The oversight of the reparations advocate who cannot pay his own bills. The oversight of the Nazi-caller who cannot follow basic tax law.
You demanded reparations for the slave trade. You demanded Britain pay up. While you sat in the £3 million official residence at Chevening. While you flew business class to Washington. While you dined at the British Embassy. While you collected your £89,000 ministerial salary on top of your £91,000 MP salary. While your wife sat on the board of the Victoria and Albert Museum. Another quango. Another appointment. Another connection. The reparations advocate with the £180,000 household income. The guilt-monger with the expense account. The shame-peddler with the grace-and-favour residence.
You took £35,000 from a property developer. You took hospitality from Qatar. You took flights from Saudi Arabia. You took dinners from anyone who would pay. Then you lectured others about ethics. Then you demanded transparency. The standards never applied to you. The rules were for the little people. The Nazis. The ones you despise.
You called the 2011 Tottenham rioters victims of social injustice. While Tottenham burned. While shops were looted. While your constituents lost everything. You made excuses. You blamed cuts. You blamed the police. You blamed everyone except the people holding the petrol bombs. You are not a leader. You are an apologist for violence. You are not a representative. You are an excuser of destruction.
You are the Shadow Foreign Secretary who did not know what NATO Article 5 was. You are the Deputy Prime Minister who confused India with Pakistan in your first week as Foreign Secretary. You are the barrister who cannot grasp basic geography. You are the Harvard Law graduate who needed three attempts to pass the Bar. Three attempts. While you lecture others about competence. While you call them Nazis. While you burn £1 million on private jets.
Open borders. Flooded cities. British daughters paying the price for your virtue-signaling. Working-class communities destroyed by your policies. Working-class voters demonized by your tongue. You have spit on the people who gave your family refuge. You have sold the country that made you Deputy Prime Minister. You have given away our money while calling us Nazis.
You are not a statesman. You are a shock jock in a suit. You are not a diplomat. You are a liability. You are not the future of Britain. You are its embarrassment at the highest level. You are its shame made flesh.
Your Harvard degree is worthless. Your Fabian membership is a joke. Your thirty years in Parliament have produced nothing but division and disgust. Your constituents deserve better than a man who calls them Nazis. Your country deserves better than a Deputy Prime Minister who despises his own people.
You will never be Prime Minister. You will never be respected. You will never recover from the mouth that destroyed you. The mouth that called seventeen million voters Nazis. The mouth that costs £14,000 per day in private jets. The mouth that demands reparations while dodging council tax.
You are a fraud. You are a hypocrite. You are a disgrace.
Your career is over. Your credibility is gone. Your Deputy Premiership is a corpse that has not yet fallen. When it falls, no one will mourn. No one will remember you fondly. You will be remembered only for the contempt you showed the British people. Only for the Nazi slurs. Only for the waste. Only for the betrayal.
You are not fit to clean the shoes of the people you call Nazis.
Your betrayal of Britain is now complete. Permanent exile awaits. Congratulations. You are The Dossier.