Words are cheap, it’s actions that count. I’m sick to death of certain politicians being shocked & horrified (again) then allowing weekly vile marches
Liver and onions was on the kitchen table of roughly every British household in the country, at least once a fortnight, from approximately 1850 to approximately 1985.
A Tuesday meal. Whatever day the butcher had lamb's liver in, or pig's liver if you were further down the week, or ox liver if the household was stretching the budget.
Your mother bought it that afternoon. Still warm, or nearly. Deep burgundy, slick and glossy on the butcher's paper. Half a pound. Tuppence. Change from a shilling.
She sliced it quarter of an inch thick, dusted it in seasoned flour, and laid it in a pan where a pound of onions had been going soft in bacon fat for twenty minutes. Two minutes one side. Two minutes the other. The middle still faintly pink. Overcooked liver was a mortal sin in a British kitchen, spoken of by grandmothers with genuine sadness, the way a priest might discuss a lapsed parishioner.
Pan juices deglazed with water and Worcestershire, poured over. Mashed potato. A pile of cabbage. A rasher of bacon laid across the top if it was a good week.
The whole thing cost, in 1962, approximately 8p per serving. It delivered, in a single plate, the highest concentration of bioavailable vitamin A in any food on earth, more B12 than any supplement will ever contain, haem iron at absorption rates a plant source cannot match, copper, zinc, choline, folate, and selenium.
Nobody called it a superfood. Nobody called anything a superfood. It was called Tuesday.
Then, between 1985 and 2005, liver quietly disappeared. Mothers stopped buying it. The butcher stopped ordering it. The supermarket stopped stocking it. By 2010, most British adults under thirty had never knowingly eaten it.
The word now carries a faint cultural embarrassment. A food your nan ate. Something to move past.
Meanwhile, 20% of British women of childbearing age are anaemic. The NHS prescribes them ferrous sulphate tablets that cause nausea and take six months to address a deficiency one plate of liver a fortnight would correct in weeks.
The women taking the tablets are, in many cases, the granddaughters of the women who ate the liver.
The deficiency is cultural amnesia with a prescription attached.
Your butcher still has lamb's liver in the counter. Ask him. He will be delighted. He might throw in the kidneys.
Flour. Bacon fat. Onions. Four minutes total. Worcestershire. Mashed potato underneath.
The grandmother is gone, but the dish remembers her, and so do you, whether you knew her or not.
Eat it. Pass it on.
Migrating fish in Utrecht were getting stuck at a canal lock. Two ecologists fixed the problem with a doorbell.
It's called the Visdeurbe, or the "fish doorbell."
Every spring, fish migrate through the city's canals to spawn in shallow upstream waters. But the old Weerdsluis lock, built in the 1600s, stays mostly closed in early spring because boat traffic is low.
Fish pile up against the gate with nowhere to go. Predators find them, and many don't make it.
Two ecologists in Utrecht had an idea. Put an underwater camera on the lock, livestream it, and let anyone on Earth press a digital doorbell when they see fish waiting.
The lock keeper opens the gate when enough people have rung in.
In 2024, the doorbell was pressed 150,000 times by viewers from Germany, the US, the Netherlands, the UK, and dozens of other countries.
Over 20 million people tuned in to watch. Thousands of fish got through: perch, bream, pike, rudd, catfish, even eels.
You don't have to live in Utrecht to help. You can open your laptop right now and help a fish in the Netherlands get to where it's going.
The site is https://t.co/W2vgY5d2WB. Ring it.
But it was Kemi Badenoch who stole the show today.
Reasoning, perhaps, that Starmer’s instinct is to hide behind process, she opted to make hypocrisy the thrust of her argument – a sign perhaps of how much the events of 2022 are scarred in the collective Tory psyche.
Starmer, she said, had told Boris Johnson that ‘if “he misled the house, he must resign”. Does he stand by those words, or is there one rule for him and another for everyone else?’
✍️ James Heale
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Dear Mr Starmer,
Many thanks for your success in getting the Strait of Hormuz open.
It's one hell of an achievement.
There can now be no doubt that you've earnt the title of the greatest British Prime Minister of all time.
The people of Newton Abbot in Devon would very much appreciate it if you could reopen the A382 which runs North from the town to join the A38 at Drumbridges approximately 3 miles away.
It's been closed for over a year due to "upgrading" works and isn't expected to open for another 12 months.
To be honest, it's a right pain in the ass.
PS. I've also asked Mr Trump for help. No offence intended.
There is no way of knowing how often Parliament votes against what the public actually wants. Until now.
https://t.co/QpJCcn3FBH tracks every bill going through Parliament. You vote. We compare it to how your MP voted. The gap speaks for itself.
At least now little girls who dream of Olympic medals will know that biological males can't cheat their way onto their podium...or punch them relentlessly in the face and get a medal for it.
Credit to Sharron Davies and Martina Navratilova, who spoke up despite attacks from those who should've known better.
They spoke up when it was easier to stay quiet and paid the price in lost income and support.
Do not scroll past this.
I am forcing this VPN connection through the blackout because the White House and the free world need to hear the absolute reality from the streets of Iran, not from out-of-touch analysts.
To President Trump and the US war rooms drawing up strike targets: let me make this devastatingly clear. There is no price too high to pay for the complete eradication of this terrorist occupation. We want their military apparatus crushed. But as you calculate your next move, get this straight
we need some of their dingy shit left standing so we can actually rebuild this country when the smoke clears.
#SpareIranPowerPlants
Hitting our civilian grid does not punish the regime.
The Islamic Republic does not give a rat's ass about our infrastructure. They don't care about Iranians, and they despise this country with every fiber of their miserable existence. Obliterating our power plants doesn't hurt the clerics hiding in their deep underground bunkers; it only cripples the very citizens who are locked, loaded, and ready to rise up.
And make no mistake, we are absolutely ready to take our country back.
You want to solve your global shipping headaches?
You want to ensure the Strait of Hormuz is ripped open and never held hostage by a terror syndicate ever again?
There is exactly one easy way to guarantee that:
help the Iranian people finish this rescue mission, take our country back, and make Iran great again.
When this regime collapses, do not let your foreign offices try to pick our future for us. Crown Prince @PahlaviReza is our leader.
We signed his name across the walls of this country with our own blood. Listen to him, because he is the absolute only person Iran will listen to. From the markets to the university campuses, his is the only name the streets have called for.
We know exactly how to end this. Support our fight, spare our grid, and watch us finish them.
Long live Iran.
The last bit of our internet is bleeding out, so I am writing this here while I can still force this VPN connection through to the free world.
If I die, I will do so with a smile, knowing the enemies of my people and my country died with me. And I want the world to know, no matter what the circumstances, any innocent civilian blood spilled in this war is entirely on the hands of the terrorist Islamic regime occupying Iran.
I want the world to know that to us, this is a rescue mission, not a war. I want you to be our voice until Iran is free.
The regime is doing everything it can to blindfold us and the world by jamming satellite feeds and strangling the internet.
Please remember, no matter how many of us die, the regime is to blame. But if you cannot accept that sentiment, how about this:
They slaughtered over 36,000 Iranians in 8 to 12 hours spread over two nights in January alone, and they haven't stopped killing us.
You want the reality of the last two weeks of this war? Nearly 5,000 people have died. Over 4,400 of them are the regime's own military, IRGC, Basij, and government personnel getting systematically eradicated.
And the innocent civilians? Around 480 have been killed.
Why did they die? Because this cowardly terrorist syndicate intentionally embeds its military bases right next to our elementary schools and residential blocks. They use our children and our families as literal human shields while their commanders scurry into the dark.
Why do you think the regime actively cuts its own citizens off from information during a war, when information means life and ignorance means death? They are not doing it for our safety. They are plunging us into a digital blackout to hide their own collapsing ranks, and to ensure we cannot coordinate the uprising that will finish them.
And look around why don't they have any public air raid sirens or bomb shelters for us? Because for 47 years, they only poured our national wealth into building deep underground bunkers to protect their ballistic missiles and their clerics, leaving the Iranian people completely exposed on the surface to burn.
Not only have they been shooting people who take videos of military crash sites, but they have even executed at least one man right in the middle of this chaos. They are actively threatening the Iranian people on state media, telling us they will take revenge on all of us for this war and for the January uprising. They even mass-texted every single one of us that if we dare to come out again, they will commit a massacre that makes January look like nothing.
But guess what? None of us give a single damn about their threats.
The moment our time comes
the moment the call is given to us we will take to the streets to finish what we started and take our country back. I beg you to be our voice and support our leader, @PahlaviReza.
We wrote his name on the walls with our blood, and over 36K of our fallen heroes gave their lives asking for his return to the country and chanting his name.
Do not step on their blood by standing against him and the future freedom of Iran.
We know the way. We know where we want to go, and we know who can take us there. One nation, one flag, one leader for the transition to a secular, democratic Iran.
With all that said, I will try to keep my connection to the outside world alive for as long as possible to be the voice of my oppressed people.
Long live Iran.🇮🇷✌️
🥾 🏴 There's a road in England older than the pyramids.
It's a public footpath.
Anyone can walk it.
Five thousand years ago, traders carried flint tools along a chalk ridge in southern England. They followed the high ground. Dry. Safe. Above the forests and the
swamps.
Eighty seven miles. Wiltshire to Buckinghamshire. They called it the Ridgeway.
It passed a white horse carved into the chalk. Three thousand years old. Still there.
It passed burial mounds where chieftains were laid to rest. Stone chambers older than Stonehenge.
Bronze Age farmers walked it. Iron Age warriors built hillforts above it. Romans crossed it. Anglo-Saxons named the villages along it. Medieval drovers herded cattle down it to London.
Five thousand years of feet on the same chalk.
And it's still there. Not in a museum. Not behind a fence. A national trail. Free.
You can drive to Wiltshire on a Saturday morning. Step onto the same chalk your ancestors walked. And follow their footsteps along the ridge.
The oldest road in Britain. Still open. Still free. Still yours.
You are the reason we can tell these stories. https://t.co/rih7iKwnvf 🙏
Be part of us. 🇬🇧
Be Proud Of Us. 🏴
Keith the Apocalypse Bringer is a three-year-old Anglo-Nubian goat in a field in Devon.
Keith should not be underestimated.
Keith has been systematically dismantling the ecosystem since approximately 7am, when he ate a bramble. This is significant because bramble is an invasive scrub species that outcompetes wildflowers, reduces biodiversity, and creates dense monoculture thicket that nothing else can use.
Keith ate it. Keith does this every day. Keith does not charge for this service.
8:15am - Keith ate a thistle. Thistles are also considered invasive scrub in managed pasture. Goldfinches eat thistle seeds, but Keith's grazing will ensure the pasture remains open enough for the ground-nesting birds that can't use dense scrub. Keith has not attended a conservation workshop. Keith arrived at this conclusion by being a goat.
9:00am - Keith dismantled a section of hedge. This was less helpful. Keith does not have a perfect record.
10:30am - Keith escaped the field. He was in the road for eleven minutes. He ate a neighbour's rose. This is not being counted in Keith's environmental impact assessment.
11:00am - Keith was returned to the field. Keith regarded the farmer with the specific expression of an animal that does not recognise the concept of property.
12:00pm - Keith ate more bramble. His digestive system: four stomachs, a rumen full of specialised microorganisms, the ability to extract nutrition from lignified plant matter that would defeat any other animal on this field, is converting scrub vegetation into milk with a fat content of approximately 4.5%. The milk will become cheese. The cheese will be sold at the farm shop. The farm shop is four miles away. The cheese food miles are: four.
3:00pm - Keith produced manure. The manure will grow the grass. The grass will grow the bramble. The bramble will be eaten by Keith.
This system has no inputs.
It has been running since goats were domesticated approximately ten thousand years ago.
Keith is not aware he is saving the planet.
Keith is thinking about whether the fence on the north side has a weak point.
It does. Keith found it at 4:45pm.
Keith got out again.
Let’s face it.
If you were silent when tens of thousands of Iranians were slaughtered in two days, but now — when the US and Israeli armies are eliminating their killers — you suddenly feel morally obliged to oppose the war (I call it a humanitarian intervention because people inside Iran asked for it), something is wrong.
Maybe your hatred of Israel and Trump is stronger than your love for humanity. Maybe your morals tell you that tens of thousands of Iranians are acceptable collateral damage because Khamenei was (supposedly) the biggest enemy of the US and Israel.
If this is how you oppose this war, please reflect on your values. Human lives are equal — unless someone lives to kill others, as Khamenei did.
The videos shows how people of Iran are cheering for the death of their butcher, last night.
Since the 1979 Islamic Revolution, the Iranian regime has:
🔴Violated the immunity of our legation in Tehran
🔴Abducted and assaulted British diplomats
🔴Pronounced a fatwa against a British citizen
🔴Kidnapped British naval personnel
🔴Seized a British tanker
🔴Backed Houthi, Hezbollah and Hamas terrorism
🔴Supplied drones and missiles to Putin
🔴Sponsored at least 15 terror plots on UK soil
Don’t tell me that this is none of our business.
I have no time for people virtue signalling today when they were silent when tens of thousands of unarmed Iranians were slaughtered by their own tyrannical government in recent weeks.
The first 24 hours were Israel. The next 24 hours are America.
Here is the force architecture that is now activating and what it is designed to do in sequence.
Phase one already happened. Eleven F-22 Raptors from Ovda entered Iranian airspace invisible to whatever air defenses survived June 2025. Their mission was not to bomb. Their mission was to map every radar emission, destroy every surface-to-air battery that powered up, and create corridors of absolute silence through which everything that follows can pass undetected. This is what F-22s did to Russian S-300s in Venezuela. No interceptor fired. The entire network went dark. Iran’s rebuilt air defenses likely suffered the same fate in the opening minutes.
Phase two is now. The USS Gerald R. Ford sits off Haifa with a full carrier air wing. Its position is not offensive. It is a tripwire. Any Iranian missile that crosses Israeli airspace passes through the Ford’s Aegis radar envelope. An attack on Israel is now automatically an attack in the vicinity of an American carrier strike group. That is not an accident. That is the legal and operational trigger for full American engagement under self-defense. The USS Abraham Lincoln holds station in the Gulf of Oman, 850 kilometers from Iran’s southern coast, with a second full air wing and escort destroyers carrying 300 plus Tomahawk cruise missiles between them.
Phase three comes overnight. Six F-16CM Block 50s confirmed at Diego Garcia. These are Wild Weasel variants, built specifically to hunt and kill radar systems. They extend the suppression campaign that the F-22s began. Behind them at Diego Garcia sit the assets that end this: B-2 Spirit stealth bombers carrying GBU-57 Massive Ordnance Penetrators, the 30,000 pound bombs designed for one purpose on earth, punching through the reinforced concrete and mountain rock protecting Fordow.
113 additional fighters sit at European bases ready for deployment. F-35As, F-15E Strike Eagles, and more F-16s. Fifty fifth-generation stealth aircraft have been added to the theater in the last 72 hours alone. Fourteen tankers at Ben Gurion keep everything airborne. The logistics tail from 270 C-17 transport flights is now feeding a machine that can sustain high-intensity operations for weeks.
Iran’s retaliation hit one civilian in Abu Dhabi with debris. America’s next phase will hit Fordow with penetrators that were designed during the Obama administration for exactly this moment.
The UK denied Diego Garcia and RAF Fairford for strike operations. It does not matter. The B-2 can fly from Whiteman Air Force Base in Missouri, refuel over the Atlantic, deliver its payload over Isfahan, and return without landing. It has done this before. It needs no permission from any country between takeoff and impact.
The first day was the scalpel. The next day is the hammer. And the hammer does not need a runway in anyone else’s country to swing. https://t.co/BrzGRrU3VW
One hundred years ago in 1925 women finally won the fight to have their own, single sex swimming pond on Hampstead Heath.
Please can we have it back now?