We’ve been far too indulgent of jihadi scum… we need more ‘f*** you, I’m Millwall’
SO, one of the London Bridge murderers took part in a TV programme called The Jihadis Next Door.
Khuram Butt also enjoyed waving the black flag of ISIS every so often.
Another one of them announced proudly to the police: “I’m going to be a terrorist.”
That was Youssef Zaghba, who was nabbed by the Italian Old Bill en route to Syria. They then let him go.
Meanwhile, Butt’s older brother received taxpayers’ money from the British state for working on a programme to counter radicalism in Muslims.
I think it’s fair to say that this was not money terribly well spent, y’know?
Did Big Butt know that Little Butt was precisely the person he should have been dobbing in to the police?
Can we ask for our money back?
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This stuff defies satire. There was nothing remotely secretive about any of these vile, suicidal, murderous goons.
They were absolutely open about their loathing of us all. Their wish to kill us. Their support for ISIS.
And so the security services are getting it in the neck for not having picked them up.
This is the sort of thing that happens every time there is a Muslim terrorist outrage.
We can’t see the wood for the trees. And so we blame the wrong people.
Here’s the deal. There are 3,000 jihadi maniacs in the UK who the security services are keeping an eye on.
They’re keeping an eye on them because they know they want us all dead.
But there’s nothing they can do about it until they have hard evidence.
And, bizarrely, saying: “I’m going to be a terrorist” isn’t hard evidence.
Nor is downloading ISIS stuff, waving an ISIS flag or attacking moderate Muslims for not wishing to blow themselves up (as Little Butt did).
But we are in a war. And I think we need to change our approach a little.
We have been too indulgent. We have given too much respect to the human rights of these savages.
And too little respect to the safety of our own people.
Remember what the heroically brave Millwall fan Roy Larner said when he was faced with the knife-wielding mentals screaming: “This is for Allah.”
He replied: “F*** you, I’m Millwall.” And he took them on.
I think we need a bit more “F*** you, I’m Millwall”. And a bit less of the old candlelit vigils, the singing of John Lennon’s Imagine.
And the local politicians saying, pointlessly: “We all stand together” and “Islam isn’t to blame”.
Oh yes it is. And it’s time we got real.
Of the 3,000 suspects who the security service class as being of “special interest”, deport all who were not born in Britain. Kick them out.
Of the further 20,000 who are of “some interest”, kick out all of the foreigners too. All of them, now.
Send the Butts back to lovely Pakistan.
Of the ones who were born in the UK, tag them, curfew them, deprive them of the use of the internet.
If they don’t like it, deport them to the Muslim hellhole of their choice.
If a Muslim is seen trying to leave the UK to fight in Syria or Iraq for ISIS — let them go. And maybe buy them a snack for the journey.
Just don’t let them back in, ever. British passport confiscated.
Then bring their families in for a bit of questioning.
Threaten to close down any mosque at which terrorists, or potential terrorists, prayed.
Stop pretending that some imams are not spreading animosity about the British way of life.
If they don’t like the British way of life, they can leave too, incidentally.
And then there’s this. Labour’s Shadow Chancellor, John McDonnell, said two years ago that the police should be disarmed and MI5 disbanded.
Imagine how many more people would have been murdered if he got his way.
Jeremy Corbyn has said the Government’s “Prevent” strategy unfairly targets Muslims.
As opposed to those dangerous Methodists or Hindus, I suppose.
Every time a Labour politician opens his big fat gob about how awful terrorism is, remind him of this.
Then sort out the internet companies who do nothing to address the extremism broadcast on their sites.
Facebook and YouTube and so on. Fine them. Threaten to bar them from Britain.
Because if Theresa May really means “enough is enough”, then she will act instead of just trying to sound tough.
Get rid of as many of these potential murderers as is humanly possible.
And when they object? Just borrow a line from Roy Larner. “F*** you — we’re British.”
The time for holding hands and lighting candles is over.
Now it’s time to get serious.
SHHH... LET YOUR KIDS LIE IN
THE big problem today, of course, is how to stop our kids voting.
You just know they’ll do the wrong thing.
Wander down to the polling booth with their scatty heads full of unicorn tears and marshmallows.
And before you know it we’ll have given up Trident, disarmed the police and cut off relations with Israel.
So the civic thing to do is to stop them voting.
Here are a few suggestions as to how:
1. Just don’t wake them up. Let them lie in and maybe bring them some breakfast at about nine tonight.
2. If it’s a boy, buy him a deluxe edition of the Grand Auto Warcraft Call Of Duty XIV video game and tell him if he reaches stage five by midnight he can borrow your car for a week. Obviously, renege on your promise if he manages it.
3. Introduce them to skunk. If they have already been introduced to skunk, introduce them to LSD. That should keep them occupied for the day.
4. Get together with the other local parents and set up a false polling station. Make sure you put all the kids’ votes in the recycling bin, and not with the food waste.
5. Tell them the election is tomorrow.
Jez undie pressure
NICE to see our model Danni Wells wearing undies inspired by the PM’s shoes.
Burgundy, they were, with a little bow.
I thought the effect was a little more striking than Theresa’s high heels I have to say.
Maybe tomorrow Danni could wear a pair of shoes modelled on Jeremy Corbyn’s underpants.
— IS this the worst weather we’ve ever had in June?
I’ll tell you why it is. God cries every time he sees Diane Abbott on television.
Cries buckets. And wails to himself: “What have I done?”
Now she’s been booted out by Corbyn because she’s “unwell” (you’re telling me), the sun might come out again.
Bad Vlad has left 'em mad
THE internet is in a frenzy over Russian President Vladimir Putin.
During an interview with American film director Oliver Stone, Vlad said something that was... sexist. Yikes.
Yes, he said: “I don’t have bad days. I’m not a woman.”
Cue the usual screeched furore. How very dare he!
“We don’t have bad days, you misogynist pig,” the feminists howled.
Thing is, Vlad could annex Crimea and the rest of Ukraine.
He could send his bombers in support of tyrants like President Assad.
Frankly, he could invade Latvia. And the lefties wouldn’t be too bothered.
But make a slightly sexist quip and there’s meltdown.
MYTH IS BREAD AND BURIED
JUST as I always suspected! Experts have found that there is not the slightest benefit to health from eating wholegrain bread.
You’ll suffer no ill effects if you spend your life chomping that white, spongy, Mother’s Pride stuff.
For years the middle classes have been smashing their dentures on brown bread with bits of gravel in each slice.
Convinced that they’re going to live to 168.
And feeling superior to the plebs with every excruciating mouthful.
Wrong, Oliver and Henrietta, wrong.
Funny thing is, when white bread made with refined flour was introduced, it was the posh who went for it.
While the plebs ate the old stuff with all the bits in. It’s just about fashion, that’s all.