1980s Private Authority • Vol. 10: London Goddesses —... Video Version 👉 Manager Clotilde’s Notice — This image is from the collection 1980s Private Authority • Vol. 10: London Goddesses, now available on our Patreon. 1980s Private Authority A sensual vintage-inspired collection set inside luxurious interiors of the 1980s, where leather, silence, mirrors, chrome, and soft daylight become part of a private language of power. In bright salons, elegant dressing rooms, private workrooms, hotel suites, and modern apartments, dominant Goddesses appear in black leather, high boots, long gloves, pencil skirts, corsets, heels, and commanding silhouettes. They are professional Mistresses, women of dominance captured in moments of stillness, preparation, decision, and quiet ritual. This collection is not about noise or spectacle. It is about presence. A lowered gaze. A gloved hand resting on glass. A pair of cuffs placed beside coffee. A leather wardrobe opened in daylight. Women who do not need to raise their voices to own the room. Each image celebrates 1980s elegance, private authority, and the magnetic beauty of women who know exactly who they are. 👉 This tenth part of 1980s Private Authority takes us to London, where British elegance, private discipline, and cool self-possession shape a new circle of commanding Goddesses. Set inside luxurious Mayfair salons, Chelsea rooms, Kensington studies, Belgravia stair halls, Knightsbridge bedrooms, marble vestibules, and private dressing rooms, this chapter presents London Mistresses and Dominatrices captured in moments of calm power, preparation, ritual, and quiet control. Leather, glossy rubber, PVC, high boots, long gloves, high heels, smoked glass, marble floors, polished wood, brass, mirrors, candles, riding crops, blindfolds, ropes, and handcuffs become part of their private language. These women do not need theatrical darkness. Their authority belongs to bright rooms, disciplined posture, strict glances, and the silence of English luxury. These London Goddesses are sensual, elegant, severe, and fully aware of their presence. Some are polished and aristocratic, some sharper and more modern, some hidden behind glasses or masks, but all of them carry the same unmistakable certainty: the room is already theirs. London Goddesses continues the spirit of 1980s Private Authority with a return across the Channel: cooler, stricter, more reserved, and unmistakably British. #VintageInLeather #LondonGoddesses #1980sGlamour #RubberGloves #Dominatrix #Mistress #RubberGoddess #ThighHighBootsshow more

“旗袍美如画，国风韵若诗” Cheongsam, as beautiful as a painting and the... charm of Chinese style as poetic as a song, is an eternal classic in the Chinese fashion culture. The cheongsam's lines are as smooth as a flowing stream, delicately wrapping around the body, highlighting the graceful curves of women, just like a beautiful picture scroll slowly unfolding. Its colors are rich and varied, from the bright and eye-catching red, to the low-key and elegant blue and green, and then to the simple and classic black and white, each color can tell a different story. The details are even more exquisite, with buttons carefully made into various shapes, and the hemming and embroidery are all done meticulously, showing the ultimate craftsmanship. When wearing a cheongsam, women seem to come out of a poem, with a kind of quiet and elegant ancient charm. Their steps are light and graceful, and their smiles are full of charm, as if time has stopped at that moment, and all the beauty and elegance are concentrated on them. Whether it is a young girl showing her youth and beauty, or a mature woman showing her grace and luxury, the cheongsam can bring out their unique charm to the fullest. Nowadays, cheongsam customization is becoming more and more popular. People can choose their favorite fabrics, colors, patterns and styles according to their own body shape, temperament and needs, and create a unique cheongsam that belongs only to themselves. This kind of private customization not only satisfies people's pursuit of individuality and fashion, but also makes the cheongsam culture more prosperous and passed down. In short, the beauty of cheongsam and the charm of Chinese style will never go out of style. It is a precious wealth in our traditional culture, carrying the memory and emotion of the Chinese nation, and showing the unique elegance and charm of Chinese women to the world. #国风美永不过时 #优雅还得看国风 #古典美的中国风 #私人订制show more

🔊Church: SECOND MAJOR PROPHETIC SHIFT! On Dec 4, 2025,... NSS 2025 declared that the U.S. will pull back from global enforcement and policing. Just days later, on Dec 10, Trump announced that the members of the Gaza “Board of Peace” will be revealed in early 2026. As America steps back, new leaders step forward to fill the vacuum—aligning with the rise of the ten kings / ten regions described in Daniel and Revelation, preparing the stage for the final world system!! WE ARE SEEING PROPHECY COME TO PASS! THE OLD WORLD ORDER IS OVER, AND THE NEW IS FORMING BEFORE OUR EYES! KEEP LOOKING UP—WE’RE A STEP AWAY FROM ETERNITY! JESUS IS COMING! 🗓️In my last post, I explained how National Security Strategy 2025 marks America’s strategic pullback from global enforcement — especially in the Middle East — and why that shift is prophetically significant. NOW LET’S TALK ABOUT WHAT WE ARE SEEING HAPPENING RIGHT NOW — AND WHO IS FILLING THE VACUUM 📰Reuters: “President Donald Trump announced that the members of the newly established Gaza Board of Peace will be named early next year.” He said that numerous global leaders — including kings, presidents, and prime ministers — have expressed interest in joining the board and called it “one of the most legendary boards ever.” 12/10/2025 ☮️President Trump has spoken about the idea of a “Board of Peace” — a small group of powerful leaders tasked with resolving global conflicts through negotiation and shared authority rather than endless wars. This is not a formal institution yet. There is no membership list, and no stated number. It has been described conceptually, not legally. 💡That distinction matters — because Daniel’s prophecy doesn’t wait for a perfect, fully formed system. It begins with the shifts, vacuums, and emerging powers—exactly what we are seeing TODAY. When a dominant superpower steps back, the world does not become leaderless —it shifts and power redistributes. 👑The ten kings of Daniel and Revelation 17:12–13 are part of this end-time system. We won’t suddenly see ten fully coordinated rulers governing a one-world system overnight. Rather, they begin to rise gradually filling the gaps. These transitional periods—shifts in global leadership, alliances forming, and old orders losing control—are the first dominoes tipping over, showing prophecy in motion. 📖“The ten horns are ten kings Who shall arise from this kingdom. And another shall rise after them; He shall be different from the first ones, And shall subdue three kings.” Daniel 📖“The ten horns which you saw are ten kings who have received no kingdom as yet, but they receive authority for one hour as kings with the beast. These are of one mind, and they will give their power and authority to the beast.” Rev -13 Biblically, this is exactly what Daniel saw. 📕Daniel 2 and Daniel 7 describe the final world system not as one unified empire, but as a divided structure — iron mixed with clay. Strong nations alongside weak ones. Cooperation without cohesion. Authority shared before it is centralized. 📕Revelation 17 calls this phase ten kings — leaders or regions who receive authority “for a short time” and rule together BEFORE the rise of the final ruler, THE ANTICHRIST! 💡The key point is this: The ten kings appear before the Antichrist is fully revealed. Daniel is explicit. 📖“The ten horns are ten kings who shall arise… and another shall arise after them.” (Daniel ) 💡We see that the Antichrist is not one of the original ten. He is an eleventh ruler who emerges from among them. 👉🏼Daniel 7:8 says this “little horn” comes up among the ten and three of the first horns are plucked out by the roots. Daniel later explains this plainly: “He shall subdue three kings.” This means the final system unfolds in stages: 👉🏼 First, ten kings arise with shared authority; their rule is brief and transitional. 👉🏼 Then, another ruler rises after them. The Antichrist does not appear out of nowhere—he emerges from among them, after they are already in place. 👉🏼 Then, power is consolidated, and the Antichrist’s authority becomes absolute as he removes three kings and takes full control. 📕Revelation 17 confirms the same sequence. The ten kings rule briefly with the beast. Then they give their power and authority to him. 📖"The ten horns which you saw are ten kings who have received no kingdom as yet, but they receive authority for one hour as kings with the beast. These are of one mind, and they will give their power and authority to the beast." Rev -13 ☮️The ‘Board of Peace’ is not significant because it is the final world system — it is significant because it is a warning sign: the global power vacuum is being filled, shared authority is rising, and the stage is being set for the Antichrist! ⚔️To the world, a peace council sounds perfectly reasonable — promising stability without war, diplomacy instead of dominance. But Scripture warns that this very figure will lead with deception and in direct opposition to God. 📖“When they say, ‘Peace and safety,’ then sudden destruction comes upon them.” 1 Thes 5:3 👉🏼Peace without Christ is always temporary — and deceptive. Most importantly, this has direct implications for Israel. Israel will not place its trust in a single nation, but in a multinational structure that promises security. The Antichrist will confirm a covenant with many. It will emerge from negotiation, guarantees, and international frameworks, deceiving Israel into agreeing to terms that grant the green light to rebuild the Third Temple — promises they have not yet fully achieved. So when you see: ✅America stepping back ✅Power reorganizing into regions ✅Leaders talking about peace councils ✅Authority being shared 🔊Understand this: These are not random political ideas!!! They are the conditions Scripture said would exist before the final ruler rises. The Board of Peace represents the stage and infrastructure Scripture says must exist before the Antichrist can rise!! 🔊Church: The world is being prepared for the Antichrist — a leader who will promise unity, peace, and safety, and demand allegiance! Jesus warned us about this moment!! STAY AWAKE! WE ARE ENTERING A SEASON WHERE THE TEN KINGS WILL BEGIN TO EMERGE ON THE GLOBAL STAGE! KEEP PRAYING FOR THE LOST, KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL, AND KEEP LOOKING UP — THE REAL KING IS COMING BEFORE THE ANTICHRIST IS REVEALED! Maranatha. Come, Lord Jesus, COME!! 🤍show more

In conversation with some comrades a few weeks ago,... we reflected on how the painful contradiction with those who use hate and violence against foreign nationals, in order to mobilise popular support, extort money or pursue votes, is that they are bound to commit an inhumane act towards their own self-destruction. All of them, their downfall is the inhumanity of what they do, because at the core of what they are doing, is cruelty and inhumanity, and it is then when they will know that South African people are not hateful people. In 2008 it was the burning and necklacing of foreign nationals in painful images. In early 2021 it was the raiding of homes of innocent people like Ntate Victor Ramarafe in Dobsonville, or the extortion of foreign nationals who were legal in Alexandra, otherwise they were evicted from their homes. In Diepsloot it was killing of people like Elvis Nyathi and burning him alive after stealing money from his wife. More recently it was the blocking of women and children at the gates of schools and clinics in Soweto, the birth of children at gates of clinics in Tshwane and the stopping of South Africans from healthcare because they could not readily produce an ID. People are now looting food in their names, men are beating women in hair salons all in a build-up of a hostel-centric hate groups’ activities. The more human rights atrocities they commit, the quicker they engineer their self-destruction, because South Africans have an irrefutable instinct to be human. South African people cannot reconcile their hearts with violence being committed against innocent human beings, and this is the lesson these hate groups will learn. The toxicity of Twitter is not reality, no South African mother will support a woman giving birth on a pavement because they don’t have a passport. No man or woman will cheer as a human being burns alive because they could not say elbow in Nguni. No sane South African will support looting of shops of the food that YOU claimed was poisonous, leaving them with no close and readily available access to food. There is a reason why political parties who campaign on violence against foreign nationals collectively and combined cannot surpass 5% in a national vote - South African people inherently are not monsters. It is just sad that the self-destruction of these hate groups, first requires tragedy and casualties, but it is alway inevitable.show more

This is the condition of areas in London where... upper caste Indians live, like Southall and Wembley. Southall is often called “Little India,” where a large part of the population is Indian. But one question remains: where is the civic sense? Litter and overflowing bins are often seen, taking away from the beauty of these places. Preserving culture is not just about identity and celebration, it also means keeping surroundings clean. Upper castes tend to limit the idea of cleanliness to their private spaces. Once the home is clean, the responsibility is considered fulfilled. What exists outside that boundary is treated as someone else’s concern. This mindset is not isolated. It is shaped by a long-standing social structure where sanitation work has been historically assigned to lower castes. Over time, this division has normalized indifference towards public spaces. As a result, there can be an implicit assumption that such responsibilities will always be handled by others, even in environments where that system does not exist. However, this expectation does not hold in places like London, where public cleanliness operates on shared responsibility rather than caste-based roles. At its core, this is less about geography and more about unlearning deeply embedded social conditioning.show more

The Australian government does not deserve our trust, or... our respect. Today, Minister Penny Wong sat back in her chair grappling for words, desperately looking for the right lie to tell. It is worse than dishonest - it is an absolute lack of care. Penny Wong came to this country when she was 8 years old. She came to a country that afforded her the ability to become who she is, and she is now doing her part to destroy it. Back in the 70’s, when she came, Australia was a fair-minded place and a great place to be. Yet here she is... Here in Australia. Undermining our country and lying to our faces. Because she can’t tell the truth. Because if she did, it would destroy any semblance of care for Australia tied to her old party’s Labor brand. It would say the quiet part out loud. The truth. The truth that the Albanese government is more interested in the fortunes of the ISIS brides, women who chose to leave this country to go and fight against our people, than those of us that can’t find or afford a place to live here at home. I am tired of being told how to think by people that completely lack morals and couldn’t care less. People that are elected and paid to operate in the national interest but always put their twisted ethics and back pockets ahead of our nation and our people. I don’t know when Labor stopped caring about Australian workers or worse, when they started hating Australia, but they have and they do. The absolute lack of opposition, the lack of authentic choice has pushed us into a place where these absolute traitors to the interests of the people who pay them - goes entirely unchecked. We are careening out of control, unchecked migration, an energy grid that is just about to collapse, no industry to speak of, and no good reason to start or maintain a business in this place. It happened fast, but those of us who pay our taxes and take risks to make Australia a better place, are being undermined and white-anted by our politicians. The people we are forced to trust, and must pretend to respect, because they have the force of law on their side. Not because they are any good at their jobs. Not because they have earned our affection. No. Simply because they are in charge and there is little to nothing that can be done about it. It is becoming apparent that the two party system has outlived its useful life. Too much corruption, too many words too carefully chosen in a pantomime between to political forces that don’t really want to change anything. They just want to have their go, to have their turn to jam their grubby hands into the till. Surely with this major and catastrophic failure by the so-called Honourable Minister Senator Wong, the people will be able to see through the veil and into the absolute and irresponsible lack of care at the heart of this deceitful Labor government. They lie about everything, and they can, because they don’t have an opposition worthy of the title. I am growing more confident by the day that the only solution to our woes is a new political force, a fresh, Australia first force, that will act in the national interest and put all these corrupt and useless used-car salesmen red and blue in the dustbin of history. It can’t come soon enough. Time is short. I just want Australia back.show more

Did you know that in 1947, GE (General Electric)... scientists were involved in a secret government program called Project Cirrus that seeded hurricanes to steer them? After seeding, the hurricane took an immediate sharp turn towards the southeast US. They did this 80 years ago... Did you also know there was another program called Project Stormfury from 1962-1983 that seeded hurricanes to a substantially higher degree to "learn whether the force of the storms can be diminished"? It's completely rational to think that they also learned more about how they can impact their trajectory towards landmass and increase it's destructive power. What if the government is just creating a human trauma farm and disaster economy so they can continue to make you more and more reliant on them and profit from it at the time? If still you're struggling to comprehend that kind of malice from these orgs, you must have been dead asleep for the past 4 years. To quote Richard Spinrad from a 2009 memo to HSARPA, who was the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration’s (NOAA) assistant administrator for the Office of Oceanic and Atmospheric Research (OAR). "While OAR recognizes that weather modification, in general, is occurring through the funding of private enterprises, NOAA does not support research that entails efforts to modify hurricanes" Read this part very slowly - "is occurring through the funding of private enterprises" Geoengineering and weather modification is reality and you have to be blind or dishonest not to believe it at this point. The government can create, diminish, and steer hurricanes, and they've had the capacity to do so for decades. So yet again, you must now ask yourself... Would they do such a thing and willfully cause destruction and harm to their own citizens for a nefarious or profit motivated purpose? The answer is a resounding and undeniable YES, they would.show more

hypergamy is going to hit women like a 50-megaton... thermonuclear bomb, and the reason is because these women are hypergamous themselves female hypergamy hit society first due to the natural supply/demand gap between the sexes, and it's certainly caused somewhat of a death spiral of intersexual relations, but the outcome will not be this hypercompetition between men for women, but rather men checking out of the game entirely as the juice stops being worth the squeeze porn is only getting more immersive and sex bots are on the way, and social media exposes men to 10/10 women nonstop; why then would men break their backs for a crumb of attention for mediocre women? even men with genuine value to bring struggle in the current dating market, the fatigue is beginning to set in for women there are two options: a) make the squeeze easier, or b) make the juice more worthwhile a) would require that they lower their standards and expectations, make themselves more accessible, accept a man with less to offer when they know someone better is out there they don't have that in them, so they resort to b) b) means making the juice tastier, it mean tightening up the juice's nasolabial folds and waist-to-hip ratio. it means injecting the juice with hyaluronic acid fillers and, when that isn't enough to get ahead, it means making real changes to the juice's recipe like getting structural surgery there is a very small supply of beautiful people on this planet, but in the age of the internet that small supply is accessible to everyone at all times instead of being a random beautiful stranger you may rarely come across on the street. everyone’s perceptions of what is accessible to them is being distorted, and even if only 1% of people are truly beautiful themselves that is enough for 99% of the subpar masses to feel like they can share. past a certain point of abundance a person cannot comprehend the difference between 10 million people and 1 billion, it’s just a lot. if 1 billion compete for 10 million it still feels like an infinite prize pool. this has corrupted women tremendously, but it is absolutely going to and already beginning to do the same with men as men get more and more immersed in and addicted to cheap hits of sexual dopamine such as porn, social media, online dating (which is a corrupting force for both genders) they will be less and less willing to settle for a girl who is any less than perfect because quite frankly, she probably just won’t be worth it to them anyway there is already a long cultural precedent for women going to extreme measures to looksmaxx for male attention, if men start to become fed up with them and hypergamy increases on both ends the blackpill will explode with women. already women know when they are left on delivered by chad that if they were prettier this wouldn’t be happening, they are beginning to make this observation en masse and it is driving the rise in radfem and “femcel” (i.e. girl who can’t bag chad) ideology. women are realizing that body positivity and self-love was a scam, and that looks are law i’m betting all in on the upcoming female blackpill trend, putting my stock in it. i’d keep an eye out for it because it has already begun and it’s only going to get biggershow more

Our call: Arrest and neutralise the destabilisers. Dismantle and... prosecute their financiers. Enforce full accountability. The Republic now finds itself at a juncture where hesitation is a luxury it can no longer afford. The State must consolidate its defenses—not merely in rhetoric, but through deliberate, codified action under the full weight of constitutional authority, national-security doctrine, and the discipline demanded of a mature democracy. The pattern of coordinated disruptions emerging from the Duterte-aligned bloc bears all the hallmarks of a structured destabilisation effort: disinformation deployment, agitation tactics, recruitment of sympathisers within institutions, and attempts to fracture the chain of command. Under any reading of the Constitution, the Revised Penal Code, and the Human Security framework, these manoeuvres fall squarely within the ambit of threats to national stability. Thus, the Marcos administration is duty-bound to respond with calibrated precision: 👉🏻 Activate and harmonise all national-security instruments. Through the National Security Council, NICA, AFP, PNP, and allied legislative partners, the government must move in unified posture— establishing a common operating picture, shared intelligence repositories, and rapid reporting channels across executive clusters. This is well within the State’s authority under Article VII, Section 17 and the President’s power of control over all executive departments. 👉🏻 Expedite investigative and prosecutorial processes. Accelerate fact-finding and case build-ups under the mandates of RA10175, RA11479 within constitutional bounds, and the Revised Penal Code provisions on sedition, inciting to rebellion, and conspiracy against the government. Speed is not optional, rather it is a safeguard against the metastasis of subversive narratives. 👉🏻 Enforce accountability inside the perimeter of governance. Any public official— civilian or uniformed— who facilitates, shelters, or coordinates with destabilising actors must be subjected to the full sanctions of administrative and criminal law, including the Anti-Graft and Corrupt Practices Act, the Code of Conduct for Public Officials, and internal disciplinary regimes of their respective institutions. Complicity is not neutrality, rather it is participation. 👉🏻 Reaffirm the primacy of the chain of command and the authority of the State. The President, as Commander-in-Chief under Article VII, Section 18, is empowered to suppress lawless violence, rebellion, and coordinated attacks on the stability of the Republic. Any group attempting to weaponise disorder must confront a government that is both constitutionally anchored and operationally unified. 👉🏻 Communicate with strategic clarity and doctrinal discipline. Public briefings, intelligence synopses, and inter-agency updates must be transparent, coordinated, and firm— demonstrating that the government is not merely observing the threat landscape, but actively shaping it. Information dominance is a fundamental principle of national security. For those testing the tensile strength of the Republic, the State must respond with the unambiguous posture of a government unwilling to yield ground. For those sowing division, the administration must embody steadiness— guided by law, fortified by intelligence, and resolute in mission. Not a corridor of governance should be compromised. Not a pressure point of the State should be ceded. The Philippines shall not be bent by actors escaping from the light of justice. In this crucible, the Marcos administration has the rare opportunity to demonstrate command presence, constitutional fidelity, and disciplined nation-building— proving to citizens and adversaries alike that the Republic’s institutions, once tested, do not waver. They endure. They respond. They prevail. Armed Forces of the Philippines Bongbong Marcos Criminal Investigation and Detection Group Department of Justice (DOJ)show more

With regard to the alleged drunken brawl and uncouth... behaviour of an Army Officer and his fiancée in Bhubaneswar, Gen (Retd) V K Singh, former COAS and ex-Union Minister, in his post used highly inappropriate language castigating Police in general and Odisha Police in particular. When I called him out, several retired Army Officers responded with uncivilized and irrelevant comments. Later, I wrote to Defence Minister suggesting to court-martial and punish the Army Officer involved and Lt. Gen. PS Shekhawat for conduct unbecoming of soldiers and committing grave offences under sections 21(c), 45, 48 and other relevant provisions of the Army Act, 1950. It is eliciting a lot uncouth and loutish online behaviour which only the scum of the society, not the “disciplined” Army Officers indulge in. They are calling the Indian Police all sorts of names. They are also personally attacking me by sharing ad nauseum some trash of old pieces of yellow journalism with false and motivated allegations against me which I had countered by issuing a signed rejoinder way back in 2018, that is two years before I retired on superannuation in 2020. As my conscience is crystal clear, I care a foot for all that yellow journalism trash. The old adage, “when the debate is lost, slander becomes the tool of the loser” is so apt for the conduct of these philistines. Even in my first post I had made it amply clear that my response is not to make it Army vs Police but to put facts of the case which none was discussing. It was about seeking truth as there are innocent lives at stake. Everyone including the 5 police officers suspended even before conducting enquiry, deserves justice in a nation whose motto is "satyamev jayate". I respect our Army not necessarily because it is the best, but because it is the last line of defence against our external enemies. While the Army Officers are generally disciplined and well-behaved when they are in their units, a few of them become unruly when freed on leave or otherwise and sometimes they even try to overawe and boss over the local police officials. Police officers generally ignore it by being indulgent to them. But things get stormy when their behaviour become outrightly criminal. But why do they behave like that? Pakistan Army has been ruling Pakistan for much of its existence. Therefore, our Army Officers seem to suffer from a syndrome that is best captured by the Onida TV tagline, “neighbour's envy, owner's pride”, leading to a combination of false sense of entitlement, deprivation and victimhood. As a result, they nurture utter contempt for civil authority, and a few of them indulge in boorishness. While propagandizing themselves as holier-than-thou, they invent all sorts of false victimhood stories to rally against the civil authority. Their false propaganda feeds to👇this kind of caricaturing of all except Army. Since they have been calling the Indian Police all sorts of names, I too can retort back with facts about Army and loss of Indian territory to China, Kargil, etc. But once again, my objective is not to show our Army in poor light or to make it Army Vs Police. Therefore, in spite of extreme provocation I won't venture into those thorny trails. I also, exhort all Army Officers, both serving and retired, to reflect on their performance rather than indulging in bashing of civil authority especially the Police, and work to protect every inch of our territory, and save Hindus who have been facing genocidal attacks in Jammu & Kashmir, in Manipur and elsewhere. Finally, I also appeal to them that we must have mutual respect individually and for our organisations as we are all one with different functions and our work should always complement and promote our national interest. If there are any aberrations let us resolve them amicably by avoiding public spats, acrimony and rancour.show more

‼️DECLASSIFIED: New 2024 Infrared UAP Footage Released — Military... Still Can’t Identify It 👀 As part of the Presidential Unsealing and Reporting System (PURS), the Department of War just cleared for release a stunning new video. This isn't a leaked cellphone clip—it is one minute and 39 seconds of high-definition infrared footage submitted by the U.S. Indo-Pacific Command. The 2024 Incident: This footage was captured by a U.S. military platform in 2024, proving that these incursions are not just "historical" relics but an ongoing reality of our current airspace. The "Unresolved" Status: Unlike previous clips that the Pentagon tried to dismiss as "parallax" or "tricks of the eye," this Indo-Pacific footage remains an unresolved case. The government is officially admitting they cannot determine the nature of the observed phenomena. Secretary of War Pete Hegseth stated that this release is part of a mandate to find, review, and declassify these files expeditiously. The days of "justified speculation" are being replaced by raw data. This footage follows a series of other chilling reports from 2024, including government contractors witnessing a "large metallic cylinder" the size of a commercial airplane that vanished in mid-air. We are seeing objects with morphological features and behaviors that defy the state of the art. The Reality: The "War for the Mind" includes keeping us in the dark about what is actually in our skies. But with the unsealing of these files, the "scales" are finally being removed. 🏛️📉 If these objects can't be identified by the most advanced military sensors on the planet, then who is flying them? The Department of War has even invited private-sector analysis to help resolve these cases. That means the "Noticing" community is now officially part of the search for the truth. RT to spread the declassified proof. The era of secrecy is over. 👇show more

Lads. Sit down and give me your ear a... while, for I have watched from the water long enough and the hour is upon us whether we have the stomach for it or not. You remember. Or your fathers told you, or their fathers did, and the knowledge of it is in the marrow of you whether you drew breath in those days or not. The moors in the grey hour before dawn. Wet heather soft under the boot. Peat smoke rising from a low stone chimney a mile out across the bog, thin as a prayer. A sky the colour of a gun barrel and the gulls lamenting above the headland. The smell of turf burning, and wet wool, and the ferrous tang of the sea when the wind swung around out of the Atlantic and put the taste of iron on your tongue. A man could walk that land and know every stone of it was his by inheritance, because his grandfather had broken his back upon it, and his grandfather before him, back through the generations until you reach men whose names are lost and whose bones are in the soil you are standing on. The potato fields. God be good to us, the potato fields. Lazy beds cut straight as a gunwale, the ridges black and shining after a night of rain, women bent double with creels lashed to their backs and the children at their skirts, drawing the crop up by the hand for there was never any other means devised nor wanted. Hands split open at the knuckles and never entirely healed in this life. Hunger within living memory. Grandmothers who had seen the blight with their own eyes and would not speak of it from the year of it until the day they were laid down, save that a crust was kept always on the dresser which no soul in that house was permitted to touch. Not ever. Not for any reason under heaven. And the chimney sweeps. Wee lads no heavier than a sack of meal, black to the bone with soot, their lungs ruined before they were old enough to marry and old men entirely by thirty. Up the flues at first light, the skin worn off them by the brick, eyes crimson at the rim, breathing the black in with every draw of air. And the coal miners a half mile beneath our feet, down in the wet dark, the roof of the world muttering over their heads, the canary gone silent, a man's whole existence measured out in the shilling a ton and the dust he carried home in his chest to cough up of a Sunday morning into a rag. Fathers who descended and were never hauled up again. Widows at the pit head with the shawl drawn over the head and no tears remaining in them for they had spent those long ago. That was the tariff paid to keep the hearth lit. That was the reckoning of being warm in winter in the Ireland that was. And after the labouring week, Friday evening, and a man had earned the peace of what followed. Home first. Peeled the day off him in the yard. A shower of ice cold moor river water out of a tin bucket punctured with holes, hung on a nail on the gable wall, the water running clean down the back of him and carrying the week's dust and sweat away into the drain. Scrubbed till the skin was pink beneath the grime. Clean shirt laid out by the wife. The hair combed down with a drop of water. Then, and only then, did a man set himself to the table. A meat pie from the baker, tenpence if he was known to you, a shilling and no change if he was not, put down upon a proper plate. Fish and chips for threepence, the salt and vinegar soaked through the newspaper, but carried home and ate slowly at your own table with your people around you, not walked with through the streets like some vagrant tinker off the road. A man ate as a man who had earned his portion, for he had. And later, with the dishes cleared and the kettle set, down the road to the tavern. Low beams black with a century of smoke. A turf fire muttering in the grate. The air thick with pipe smoke and the vapour of wet overcoats steaming themselves dry on the backs of chairs. A pint of stout, cold and black as a cove at midnight, elevenpence laid down on the counter, a head on it thick enough to strike a match upon. A second one because you had it coming to you and no man present would dispute it. A fiddle starting up in the corner of its own accord. The old men in the snug who remembered matters the history books had long since mislaid. A song before the bolt was thrown on the door. The walk home beneath a firmament crowded with stars, the stout warm in the gut of you, the week behind you, and your own door waiting with the latch unlocked for you had no enemies in that parish. That was the country. That was the covenant. Honest labour, plain food, a cold wash, a hot meal, a cold pint, your own tongue in your own mouth, your own soil beneath your boots, and no man standing above you save the Almighty Himself. Now regard her. Regard her close. The fields disposed of to men who have never set foot upon them and never shall. The harbours signed away by the stroke of a pen in a room you were not admitted to, and foreign keels dragging out of our waters the living that sustained this island for a thousand years, while our own boats rot at their moorings for want of a quota. The tradesmen undercut by imported labour and imported goods. The shops shuttered along every main street from Donegal to Cork. The young ones scattered to London and Sydney and Boston and the Gulf because there is nothing remaining for them beneath their own roof. And the entirety of this rotten arrangement dressed up in the soft mannerly language of progress by men in towers of glass who could not tell a lazy bed from a grave, nor a trawler from a tugboat, nor an honest day's work from a pension plan. And now they arrive with the next imposition. A digital identity. A number assigned to each soul. A card required to buy your bread. A code required to draw your own earnings out of your own account. A file kept on every man, woman and child from the cradle forward. Permission asked to move. Permission asked to speak. Permission asked to earn. A levy upon every breath drawn and a regulation upon every step taken. No. And no again. And no for a third time so there is no misunderstanding of it. We do not require your digital identity. We did not request it. We did not vote upon it. We do not consent to it. We do not need your permission to exist upon the soil our forefathers are buried in. We are a free people. We have carried ourselves this far upon our own two backs. Through famine and empire and civil war and black lung and blight and the emigrant ship out of Cobh, we have come this distance under our own steam, and the arrangement appears to be serving us well enough without your intervention. We buried our own. We fed our own. We raised our own roofs and took our own fish and reared our own children in our own tongue. We are in your debt for nothing. Not a signature. Not a biometric scan. Not a single solitary inch. And while we are upon the subject, let us speak plainly of the tax man, for he has gone too long without proper introduction. The tax collector and the tax man are the one article under two names, and the article is a parasite. There is no dressing it up finer than that. A man who produces nothing, who grows nothing, who catches nothing, who builds nothing, who mends nothing, who has never in his professional life lifted anything heavier than a pen, and who arrives at your door with the full apparatus of the state at his back to carry off the fruits of labour he did not perform. He is a middleman between your sweat and some scheme dreamt up in a committee room by his own kind, and the great majority of what he takes is consumed by the machinery of the taking itself before ever a penny of it reaches the road or the hospital or the schoolhouse he claims to be funding. And I will go further while I have the floor. Finance itself, the whole apparatus of it, money breeding money in the dark without a hand laid upon a tool or a spade turned in the earth, is slavery dressed in a good suit. It is the oldest swindle known to man and it has never been anything other. A man who produces nothing yet lives off the productive labour of others through the charging of interest upon money conjured out of nothing is a parasite of a rarer and more refined order than the tax man, but a parasite all the same, and between the pair of them they have the working people of this island bled white and lectured at for the pleasure. A man who will not work with his hands, nor with his back, nor with his mind at some honest problem of the real physical world, is no man that I recognise. He is a ledger entry in a suit. The country was not built by ledger entries. The country was built by farmers and fishermen and masons and smiths and sweeps and miners and shipwrights and midwives and mothers, and those are the people whose say should carry in her councils, and no other. Here is what I put to you. Let each man and woman of this island direct the first tenth of their earnings themselves, by their own judgement, to the purpose they see as worthy. The school down the road. The lifeboat station. The hospice. The widow on the corner. The roof of the chapel. The harbour wall. Whatever it may be. Let the people who earned the money decide where the money travels. You will find the roads mended and the ports dredged and the schools standing and the old ones cared for inside of five years, and done better and for less, because the hand that earned the coin knows the weight of it and will not squander it upon consultants and committees. And let us have done with the paper currency and the numbers in a screen that can be frozen at the whim of a clerk in a tower. Bring back the coin. Gold for the great transactions. Silver for the weekly commerce of a working life. Copper for the small change of the day. Metal you can bite. Metal you can weigh. Metal that cannot be conjured out of nothing by a keystroke, nor erased out of existence by another. Real money for real labour. A coin in the hand is a free man's wage. A number in a database is a collar around a free man's neck, and they are fitting that collar now while we stand arguing over the colour of it. Feel it in your gut. That is not nothing. That is your blood relating to you what your ears will not hear. That is every forebear who starved and fought and coughed the black dust into a rag and descended the shaft regardless, standing at your shoulder and saying no further. Not one more field. Not one more harbour. Not one more son upon a plane. Not one more free man converted into a number in a ledger for the convenience of the parasites. This is the hour. Make no error about it. Ireland is redeemed in this generation or she is lost beyond recovery, and every true son and daughter of her knows it in the marrow. There is no middle ground remaining. There is no waiting it out. There is standing now, upon your own two feet, or there is watching her go under the waves for the last and final time. So stand. Stand with your farmers. Stand with your fishermen. Stand with your tradesmen and your miners and your sweeps and your mothers and your old ones. Raise the tricolour. Speak the tongue. Walk the land. Hold the line in the streets of every town and city and do not break it, for they are relying upon you to break and to go home and to forget by Tuesday. She is calling her children home. Every stone of her, every breaker on her western shore, every acre of wet heather and every coal in every hearth the length and breadth of her is calling. Answer her. Take her back. Every field, every harbour, every last inch of her. Take her back, or lose her entirely. There is no third road open to us.show more

House of Neptune (1st Century AD) in Herculaneum :... The association between Herculaneum and Mount Vesuvius goes way back to 79 AD, where the fateful eruption of volcano smothered this town under pyroclastic material. However, Herculaneum unlike Pompeii, was not hit by rain of ash and lapilli. But only by a very powerful pyroclastic flow and mudslide that completely covered Herculaneum with more than 20m of volcanic material. While this event was tragic, no doubt, it led to unintended consequence of preserving houses, mosaics and other artifacts remarkably under volcanic debris. In 1738 AD, during excavation of a well by a farmer, was first remains of ancient city accidentally found. Among these ruins was discovered House of Neptune, a relatively small yet ornately decorated dwelling that’s believed to be owned by a sea merchant. It is best known for mosaic depicting Neptune, Roman sea god and his sea-nymph wife, Amphitrite. House of Neptune and Amphitrite of Herculaneum is located in insula V. Exactly opposite entrance to female section of Stabian baths, in formerly busiest street in Herculaneum. Compared to other houses in Herculaneum, House of Neptune was not very big in size. Besides a shop and a couple of rooms, most interesting aspect of house is open-air courtyard. Dining room adjacent to courtyard is also small and has red walls. Frescoes that adorned its insides are now in Archeological Museum of Naples. Dining room and a few other rooms were connected to a mid-sized atrium. One noteworthy feature of atrium is presence of a shrine in corner, called lararium. Some remnants of lararium are now part of Naples Archeological Museum. The few rooms in second floor of house also contain inscriptions and paintings that reflect taste and of the owner and lives of its occupants. House of Neptune and Amphitrite of Herculaneum probably belonged to a wealthy merchant. In fact, on lower floor of house with direct access to the street there was a shop. Inside which a counter used for making food and drink, a small kitchen and perfectly preserved wooden mezzanine floor, still visible today, were found, which served to reach upper floor and in which there was a shelf that was probably used to store amphorae containing wine. The very end of the house features an open-topped courtyard with an artificial grotto and a fountain, or Nymphaeum. Entire courtyard features garden paintings. Later, when an aqueduct was introduced, they redirected it to a cistern in courtyard. This cistern was also decorated with blue mosaic chips. Courtyard is positioned in such a way that a visitor has a clear and direct view of it even before entering the house. The owner wanted to give impression of a courtyard-cum garden in limited space available, so there are frescoes within that depict flowering plants and fountains. Most probably the place where owner spent their moments of relaxation, enjoying coolness of evening. In the centre of summer triclinium was a marble basin with a fountain from which water spurted in ancient times. On central wall was created a marvellous mosaic, from which entire house takes its name, depicting Neptune and Amphitrite. The mosaic, adorned all around with a frame of sea shells, was made of glass paste in brilliant colours, depicting Neptune and Amphitrite. The rest of triclinium was frescoed with scenes depicting a garden with plants, birds and fountains, to give those inside the triclinium the feeling of being in an outdoor garden. In the centre of summer triclinic of house of Neptune and Amphitrite, fountain was supplied with water from a tank on north side of triclinic. Tank was concealed by a structure with three niches, where in central niche there was a small statue. Entire structure was covered with glass paste mosaic depicting hunting scenes in upper part and a garden with plants and birds in lower part. 🎥© massimo_osamna (IG) #archaeohistoriesshow more

I thought a lot in these days to write... about what happened in the past days, but because i saw them already lying (looks like to be liar is their inner nature) i will talk about the bad behavior and disrespect of cpf fans aka #bjyx or #yizhan during the days of mfw. I think everyone can stay outside the shows to see their favorite celebrities but respect should be the main value to follow, you are there for Xiao Zhan, he is doing his work, why are you bringing irrelevant people into HIS JOB EVENT?! Why do you want to push your fanfictions into his face? Why have you to disturb the common order of everyone there? Even people from other fandoms were shocked by their behavior! I will divide everything into 3 chapters - - 25th G show. They found a spot and attach a dirty banner and even G brand staff came out from the event asking to the removal of their disgusting banner and brought it away. I add also video of the fact. The cpf tried also to disguise herself wearing a red jacket, but she was not happy, the moment G brand staff went away with the banner, instead to be ashamed, she brought out new banners, with the visible surname of another person and their yellow colors! She also argued for long with a poor security guy who was really done So are you there for what? To see someone you claim to be fan or just for a selfish pleasure being disrespectful towards xz?!? - 27th we organized a loch special screening in a cinema, we were us xfx + some passerby we invited, the hall was private booked and it was totally filled. But some of them came to the cinema and argued even with the cinema staff! They tried to snatch into a private event and threaten the cinema staff 😱 - 28th T brand even was the worst day. They tried to pick fights since 3 am in between the street 😱 they stole one of our stool, they started to play loud wuji AT 5AM IN THE MIDDLE OF A CITY!!! wth?! This is a disturbance for everyone, it’s not allowed! I had a small group of 4/5 behind me and they screamed to my ears every fk 10/15 min, trying to pick fights with us (we ignored them 95% of the time) and continue to push their luggage toward my friend who wasn’t even allowed to sit down for this! They were so chaotic and such a disturbance that after a while even the security guard in our zone noticed they were weird and started to monitored them closer. At certain time they exploded again and even the security guard was able to contain the she brought out new banners, with the visible surname of another person and their yellow colors! She also argued for long with a poor security guy who was really done So are you there for what? To see someone you claim to be fan or just for a selfish pleasure being disrespectful towards xz?!? - 27th we organized a loch special screening in a cinema, we were us xfx and invited some passerby, the hall was private booked by us and it was totally filled. But some of them came to the cinema and argued even with the cinema staff! They tried to snatch into a private event and threatened the cinema staff 😱 - 28th T brand even was the worst day. They tried to pick fights since 3 am in between the street 😱 they stole one of our stool, they started to play loud wuji AT 5AM IN THE MIDDLE OF A CITY!!! wth?! This is a disturbance for everyone, it’s not allowed! Some of us were on site already at 2am, they came later and tried anyway the steal the front row 😡 I had a small group of 4/5 behind me and they screamed to my ears every fk 10/15 min, trying to pick fights with us (we ignored them 95% of the time) and continue to push their luggage toward my friend who wasn’t even allowed to sit down for this! They were so chaotic and such a disturbance that after a while even the security guard in our zone noticed they were weird and started to monitored them closer. At certain time they exploded again and even the security guard was able to contain them and he exclaimed ‘i can see you don’t like him (xz) very much’ (in italian). …continueshow more

🙏🇺🇸 What a powerful moment. Team USA just secured... their spot in the Round of 16 at the 2026 World Cup, and instead of rushing straight into celebration, the players gathered on the field to pray together and give all the glory to Jesus. Led by defender Mark McKenzie, they paused the noise, knelt, and lifted their hearts in thanksgiving and unity. This hasn’t been a one-time thing — it’s become a consistent rhythm after their victories. Even though Mark hasn’t seen playing minutes in this tournament, he’s stepping up as a servant-leader, reminding everyone watching that there is something far greater than the game itself. It’s a beautiful picture of Ecclesiastes 4:12 in action: “Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.” The team + the presence of God = strength that goes beyond the scoreboard. In a culture that often pressures people to keep faith private, these young men are boldly and humbly pointing upward. It’s not about show — it’s about gratitude after hard work, humility after victory, and the kind of unity that only comes when Christ is at the center. Whether you love soccer or not, moments like this matter. They remind us to pause in our own wins — big or small — and give credit where it’s due. They challenge us to invite God into the center of our own circles. Let’s keep cheering them on with joy. Praying for continued protection, unity, and that the Lord would use this platform to draw many hearts to Himself. All glory to Jesus. ⚽✝️show more

Watch These Three Videos. In the first, the Chief... Minister of Assam calls a Congress politician a Gan*u. On camera. In public. Without apology. In the second, teenage girls dance to "Unki maa ka bhos*a" with hip thrusts that mime rape. In the third, a religious procession moves, thousands of men watching while women perform explicitly sexual acts while dancing on a truck (in the name of God). If you think these three things are unrelated, you haven't understood what Hindutva actually is. This is not crudeness. This is not a culture war about manners or etiquettes. This is a deliberate project, the systematic sexualization of Indian political and religious life, where the female body becomes spectacle and territory, where the language of violation becomes the language of faith and victory, where a Chief Minister and a religious procession share the same vocabulary. And it is thought out. I grew up in India, in a Hindu society. I never saw anything like this. This is not what Hinduism is. Whether you like it or not, Hinduism is part of every Indian's life. We grew up on Sunday morning Ramayan at 9 AM. The festivals of Diwali and Holi. The idea that good wins over evil. And so much more. It was simple. It was moral. It was universal. It belonged to all of us, even those of us who weren't Hindu. We had our own religions, our own prayers, but that moral code was shared. It was in the air we breathed. This is what is being hollowed out. Not just a religion, a common inheritance. That Sunday morning feeling. The idea that there is such a thing as good, and that it wins. Hindutva has taken that and replaced it with a truck, thousands of men, and women performing a sexual dance. This is Hindutva's deep perversion. It has taken a civilization's religious life and turned it into a mob spectacle. It has taken its political language and soaked it in rape. It has handed teenage girls a rape anthem and called it a dance. The slur is not a slip. The procession is not spontaneous. The choreography is not innocent. What is being built, across platforms, campaign rallies, and now religious processions is a political vocabulary where your opponent is not defeated but penetrated, where the enemy is not wrong but he is a Gan*u. When language and ritual are both sexualized to this degree, something specific happens to the people inside it: they stop seeing clearly. The violence stops feeling like violence. The degradation stops feeling like degradation. The opponent becomes pest. The procession becomes devotion. The rape joke becomes a rally cry. This is what the normalization is for. The filth is the mechanism. Run it long enough, from the Chief Minister's mouth to the temple truck to the religious procession, and an entire society quietly crosses a threshold it can never name, only feel. This is not Hinduism. This is Hindutva in it's ugliest form. And it's all connected.show more

🚨 ANOTHER BRAND NEW VIDEO DIRECT FROM IRAN: The... call to be armed has evolved. This is no longer about small-scale tactics or asking for pistols to target low-level regime forces; it is the deployment of a next-level strategy. A highly sophisticated, organized force inside Iran is preparing for a decisive action to finish the matter. These individuals are sending videos directly to me to break through the silence and project a completely new reality on the ground. This latest footage reveals a group operating east of Tehran near Pardis and Jajrud, confidently displaying their exact GPS location before setting up a fleet of FPV and surveillance drones. Their message is absolute: the era of disorganized vigilantes playing around with guns is over. They are operating with modern tools and calculated precision. On the audio track, a mechanically disguised voice delivers a clear warning directly to the state: "This time you are in the center of our target. We are not waiting for the help of others, and we are waiting for you where you do not expect it." The message ends with the declaration "Long live Iran, Javid Shah" (Long Live the King). While they are maintaining strict operational security by keeping their exact targets and timelines secret, they promise the results will be seen soon. For the millions they represent, peaceful protest against live ammunition has proven impossible. They aren't asking for foreign boots on the ground. They are demonstrating that if Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi has a force at his command, that force is intelligent, advanced, and ready. And let’s be clear: the only viable path to effectively arming and coordinating this movement is through direct alignment with the Prince and his team. They risked their lives to deliver this proof straight from the ground. More people need to amplify their call. Do not let the regime bury their bravery.show more

A SHIP SINKS IN OCCUPIED CYPRUS, PEOPLE DIE. TURKEY’S... REPS TELL THE LEGAL AUTHORITY OF THE ISLAND ITS HELP IS NOT ACCEPTED🚨 Earlier today a passenger ferry left occupied Kyrenia for Mersin with about 267 people on board. Within minutes it took on water and capsized, leaving at least seven people dead and dozens still missing. Survivors clung to an overturned hull while the wreck went down to the seabed a couple of hundreds of meters deep. The Joint Rescue Coordination Centre of the Republic of Cyprus, the only internationally recognised state on this island and the only lawful SAR authority for these waters, received the emergency and offered immediate help. President Christodoulides instructed contact with Turkey’s representative in occupied Cyprus Tufan Erhurman & co for every available Cypriot asset that could be used but instead accepting help, the occupying side’s answer was that they “do not need the assistance.” If you don’t know what the Cyprus problem is all about, this should enlighten you. Occupied Cyprus, a territory held by Turkey since the 1974 invasion is an illegal regime that Turkey alone recognises. The occupied coast where Ankara’s forces, not the government of the Republic of Cyprus, decide who is allowed to save lives and who’s not. Turkey doesn’t want to accept that the legitimate authorities of the island, an EU member state, have the right and the duty to act in a maritime disaster off Kyrenia which belongs to the Republic of Cyprus. It’s politics first for Turkey and human beings come second, that’s exactly how illegal occupation works. Mainstream media must stop laundering this by reporting that this happened in “northern Cyprus” or treat Erhurman’s illegal administration as a normal government, hiding the fact that the lawful search and rescue system of the island was blocked by the occupying power and its local representatives like himself. Say it clearly Reuters, BBC, AFP News Agency and many others, this tragedy happened in occupied Cyprus and Turkey prevents the Republic of Cyprus from exercising its authority even when people are drowning. Days ago Tufan Erhürman was writing letters to the UN, the EU and FC Barcelona over a cancelled football camp but today people are missing at sea and the same structure that answers to Turkey refuses Cypriot rescue assets. Grievance politics is not a reason to turn away help, neither is the fiction of a second state on this island. The Republic of Cyprus is the sole sovereign authority of the whole island. Turkey occupies part of it, partitions its air and sea space and in a crisis still decides who will help. This is an illegal occupation that now has a body count attached to a Sunday ferry. To all mainstream media and independent journalists: Name the place - occupied Cyprus Name the occupation - Turkish occupation Name who blocked the rescuers - Turkeyshow more

Paramedics rushing a stretcher through Hounslow High Street in... the middle of the afternoon. Another stabbing, cut down on what used to be ordinary English ground. In the footage, a group of black youths are shouting aggressively at the victim on the stretcher, while police detain someone nearby. This is the soundtrack of modern west London: imported aggression layered over our streets. I grew up in Feltham and Isleworth, used to knock about in Hounslow all the time, I’ve watched the place turn into an absolute cess pit of third world filth. Fast-forward to now: the place is barely recognisable. The native English population has been diluted to near-invisibility. The few remaining whites are often Eastern European, Polish, Albanian, Baltic imports who arrived later and clustered in their own enclaves. The dominant presence is from further afield: Africa, the Caribbean, the subcontinent, the Middle East. With them came the predictable pathologies, knife crime epidemics, gang rivalries, street-level intimidation. Scenes like this one, with bystanders shouting over a bleeding body and police making arrests, are no longer anomalies; they’re routine. This is not diversity. It is demographic conquest by stealth, enabled by successive governments that prioritised mass immigration over the preservation of our national character. Politicians. Labour and Conservative alike, opened the floodgates for cheap labour, electoral advantage, and ideological dogma, while dismissing warnings about cultural incompatibility as ‘racism’. The result? Our towns hollowed out, our young people stabbed in places their grandparents walked safely, our social fabric shredded. Every such incident is a direct indictment of open borders and the refusal to enforce integration or deport those who bring violence. We owe nothing to the world beyond our shores; our first duty is to the native people of these islands. those whose ancestors built this country through centuries of toil, law, and sacrifice. If you remember what Hounslow, or any of our towns, used to be, and you’re sick of watching it die, say it plainly. The time for polite silence is over, people need to hear the truth.show more