The British are among the most mild-mannered people in the world. We apologise to the waiter when the food is not up to snuff; we say sorry when others mumble and we cannot understand what they’ve said; we even offer a mea culpa to those who career into us along the pavement, as though it were somehow our fault for getting in the way in the first place. But there is a line, for anyone foolish enough to seek it.
That line is about to be crossed, as the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month approaches. This year’s Armistice Day and Remembrance Sunday are regrettably destined to coincide with the largest ever pro-Palestinian march through London. What were the odds? Yes, the Palestine Solidarity Campaign (PSC) has declared its intention via social media to rally one million people marching for Palestine on Armistice Day; an event likely to cause conflict with the two minutes’ silence scheduled at 11am, and more specifically with those wishing to pay their respects to the fallen:
A perfect storm for civil war is now about to descend upon the streets of Britain, as many of us have been warning for decades. We have a government, conservative in name only, which has lied to the British people for the past 13 years—not purely on immigration, but on a variety of issues for which it was given a hearty 80-seat majority to solve once and for all back in 2019. Our electoral alternative is an opposition party which finds itself romantically entangled with Britain’s enemies, whether through shared aims or merely voting surety.
We have a corrupt police force, which has outed itself unashamedly as an opponent of the British people. His Majesty’s constabulary now routinely either ignore or fist-bump the screechers of “jihad” in broad daylight, but won’t hesitate to intercede when Brits dare brandish the cross of Saint George, or post videos online objecting to the desecration of their cities. Officers devote their time to removing the posters of kidnapped Jewish children, so as not offend the terrorist supporters, and when challenged about their partisan behaviour freely admit: ‘“There’s way more of them than there are of us.”
Worst of all, we now undeniably have a fifth column in our midst. A force continuously imported for a quarter of a century, which finally appears to have shed its cloak of victimhood, judging by recent shows of strength. Flexing its muscles outside Downing Street, across Westminster Bridge, and assuming control of major stations within the capital, the “Free Palestine” mob is merely the latest incarnation in a long line of protest vehicles for those who hate the West. And whereas Black Lives Matter and the eco nonsense were useful recruiting sergeants, now we see the true face of the enemy: radical Islam.
The impending conflict could so easily have been avoided, had anyone in authority had the stomach to demand it. Sadiq Khan has been eerily quiet of late, breaking his silence only to berate Suella Braverman for her use of the term ‘hate marches,’ Met Police Chief Sir Mark Rowley, who has the capacity to request a ban from the Home Secretary, has failed to do so—notwithstanding the fact that Scotland Yard has confirmed pamphlets supporting Hamas were on sale at the protests. Chief Weasel Rowley also saw fit to make fun of the Home Secretary in the process:
Then of course there’s Rishi Sunak, who went as far as a mealy-mouthed description of the protests as “provocative and disrespectful,” but stopped far short of insisting on a ban.
Armistice Day and Remembrance Sunday are arguably the most sacrosanct point in the British calendar; a time to honour our serving military officers, the great generations of the past, and of course the fallen heroes from the First and Second World Wars. Despite this, the Cenotaph has already been targeted by the marchers, and it is clear that plans are afoot to do so again come the weekend. As many have already opined, this represents nothing less than a tipping point. Douglas Murray for one, has openly declared, “If such a march goes ahead then the people of Britain must come out and stop these barbarians.” He’s not wrong.
Such a response is hardly before time, either. When Tony Blair deliberately flooded Britain with millions of incompatible migrants, somehow this was not enough to spark open civil unrest. Neither were the failures of multiculturalism, nor even the systematic abuse of the nation’s children (much I believe, to our lasting shame). However, the toleration of an outright assault on the Cenotaph—a monument to everything that we as a nation hold sacred—is unthinkable.
Thus far, the response to these violent and ugly protests has been muted. Despite the marches being methodically banned across Europe, Britain has remained forbearing in the extreme. As is their wont, the authorities are doing their best to blame the victims of any potential trouble—cordoning off the Cenotaph, and stripping it bare of its flags under the pretext of ‘cleaning,’ which clearly amounts to the longest spick and span in history.
Come the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month however, I suspect all bets will be off. It is imperative that the police do their jobs without fear or favour, and remember which country they serve. There will be little compliance from the public from here on in, should they fail on this holiest of days. Those in government meanwhile, would do well to have several contingencies planned, including the military on standby in the likely event that the police fail to keep the peace.
But most of all, the nation’s eyes will be upon the terrorist supporters. No matter how anti-Jew, anti-British, or anti-decency you may be, you would be well-advised to steer well clear of London this weekend. You will not believe the fury you will unleash if you do not.
A Storm is Brewing
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The British are among the most mild-mannered people in the world. We apologise to the waiter when the food is not up to snuff; we say sorry when others mumble and we cannot understand what they’ve said; we even offer a mea culpa to those who career into us along the pavement, as though it were somehow our fault for getting in the way in the first place. But there is a line, for anyone foolish enough to seek it.
That line is about to be crossed, as the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month approaches. This year’s Armistice Day and Remembrance Sunday are regrettably destined to coincide with the largest ever pro-Palestinian march through London. What were the odds? Yes, the Palestine Solidarity Campaign (PSC) has declared its intention via social media to rally one million people marching for Palestine on Armistice Day; an event likely to cause conflict with the two minutes’ silence scheduled at 11am, and more specifically with those wishing to pay their respects to the fallen:
A perfect storm for civil war is now about to descend upon the streets of Britain, as many of us have been warning for decades. We have a government, conservative in name only, which has lied to the British people for the past 13 years—not purely on immigration, but on a variety of issues for which it was given a hearty 80-seat majority to solve once and for all back in 2019. Our electoral alternative is an opposition party which finds itself romantically entangled with Britain’s enemies, whether through shared aims or merely voting surety.
We have a corrupt police force, which has outed itself unashamedly as an opponent of the British people. His Majesty’s constabulary now routinely either ignore or fist-bump the screechers of “jihad” in broad daylight, but won’t hesitate to intercede when Brits dare brandish the cross of Saint George, or post videos online objecting to the desecration of their cities. Officers devote their time to removing the posters of kidnapped Jewish children, so as not offend the terrorist supporters, and when challenged about their partisan behaviour freely admit: ‘“There’s way more of them than there are of us.”
Worst of all, we now undeniably have a fifth column in our midst. A force continuously imported for a quarter of a century, which finally appears to have shed its cloak of victimhood, judging by recent shows of strength. Flexing its muscles outside Downing Street, across Westminster Bridge, and assuming control of major stations within the capital, the “Free Palestine” mob is merely the latest incarnation in a long line of protest vehicles for those who hate the West. And whereas Black Lives Matter and the eco nonsense were useful recruiting sergeants, now we see the true face of the enemy: radical Islam.
The impending conflict could so easily have been avoided, had anyone in authority had the stomach to demand it. Sadiq Khan has been eerily quiet of late, breaking his silence only to berate Suella Braverman for her use of the term ‘hate marches,’ Met Police Chief Sir Mark Rowley, who has the capacity to request a ban from the Home Secretary, has failed to do so—notwithstanding the fact that Scotland Yard has confirmed pamphlets supporting Hamas were on sale at the protests. Chief Weasel Rowley also saw fit to make fun of the Home Secretary in the process:
Then of course there’s Rishi Sunak, who went as far as a mealy-mouthed description of the protests as “provocative and disrespectful,” but stopped far short of insisting on a ban.
Armistice Day and Remembrance Sunday are arguably the most sacrosanct point in the British calendar; a time to honour our serving military officers, the great generations of the past, and of course the fallen heroes from the First and Second World Wars. Despite this, the Cenotaph has already been targeted by the marchers, and it is clear that plans are afoot to do so again come the weekend. As many have already opined, this represents nothing less than a tipping point. Douglas Murray for one, has openly declared, “If such a march goes ahead then the people of Britain must come out and stop these barbarians.” He’s not wrong.
Such a response is hardly before time, either. When Tony Blair deliberately flooded Britain with millions of incompatible migrants, somehow this was not enough to spark open civil unrest. Neither were the failures of multiculturalism, nor even the systematic abuse of the nation’s children (much I believe, to our lasting shame). However, the toleration of an outright assault on the Cenotaph—a monument to everything that we as a nation hold sacred—is unthinkable.
Thus far, the response to these violent and ugly protests has been muted. Despite the marches being methodically banned across Europe, Britain has remained forbearing in the extreme. As is their wont, the authorities are doing their best to blame the victims of any potential trouble—cordoning off the Cenotaph, and stripping it bare of its flags under the pretext of ‘cleaning,’ which clearly amounts to the longest spick and span in history.
Come the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month however, I suspect all bets will be off. It is imperative that the police do their jobs without fear or favour, and remember which country they serve. There will be little compliance from the public from here on in, should they fail on this holiest of days. Those in government meanwhile, would do well to have several contingencies planned, including the military on standby in the likely event that the police fail to keep the peace.
But most of all, the nation’s eyes will be upon the terrorist supporters. No matter how anti-Jew, anti-British, or anti-decency you may be, you would be well-advised to steer well clear of London this weekend. You will not believe the fury you will unleash if you do not.
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