Every week Brian gives you his taken on the culture wars, news of the day and whatever crosses his consciousness. Brian is a Jewish expat Brit who’s returned home to his indigenous homeland: Israel. I could be covering Israeli, US or British politics, security resisting global Jihad. Brian’s a Brexiteer, a friend of Tommy Robinson and staunchly pro Western Civilisation.
I covered a whole lot of subjects starting off with the sad passing of my friend’s wife, Ahava. She battled ovarian cancer (which she learned about at Stage 4) for 7 years which was incredible. She leaves behind my friend Dave (who is the proprietor of the Israellycool blog where I’ve published for many years) and her five children. Baruch Dayan Emet as we say here.
After that I talk about the murder of Dvir Sorek and the way even the Israeli media are quick to label him a soldier when the reality was very different. He was a 19 year old in civilian clothes, those who murdered him didn’t murder him for being a soldier, the murdered him for being a Jew.
That moves me on to the boundaries of Zionism, what it was, what it is today and what it most definitely isn’t (a plan to take over the world). From there we skip to what I hope will be one of my last mentions of Shazia Hobbs, Mark Collett and someone called Alison Chabloz. I cover the “arrest” of a 4 year old child which Alison lied about in her interview with Shazia (details here). Hopefully we can move on past this renewed infiltration of Tommy Robinson’s support group at TR.News by Jew haters.
I really wish I didn’t keep talking and writing about this. Hopefully TR.News’s video on why Tommy hates Nazis (did we really have to say this?) and my video podcast here about the specific issues surrounding Shazia Hobbs will let us draw a line under this and move forward. I’ve already published here and here about this.
In essence Shazia wrote something that would be read as antisemitic. It could have been fixed relatively easily. The editor of TR.News knew all this and didn’t want it on Tommy’s site. He explained the issues to Shazia but she decided she wanted to stand by what she’d written and published it elsewhere. Once it was picked up and promoted by hard core ethno-nationalists and those with Nazi sympathies (no matter how well concealed they keep this) Shazia became a liability for TR.News and Tommy Robinson.
This week I’m talking about a case from 2016. Some of the headlines from the case are below the video. It’s pretty clear this case has everything that Tommy Robinson’s case has except the people committing far worse “contempt of court”, as it was redefined in Tommy’s case, were not arrested or prosecuted. Yet another glaring example of how the British Justice system treats anything to do with Islam with as soft a touch as they possibly can.
Mum of girl, 16, raped by three Somali men tells how their 50 friends and relatives harassed her during trial (link)
Family of teenage gang rape victim reveal FIFTY friends of sick Somali men ‘harassed’ them (link)
A private school girl, mothers who excuse gang rape and a terrifying culture clash no one dares talk about: How Somalian men are living by their own laws… and causing devastating repercussions in Britain (link)
From Friday in the park I recorded this. I’m more convinced than ever that “reporting restrictions” on UK court cases are disproportionately applied and enforced for Jihad rape gangs. There is no quantitative data on this because, despite recommendations to the contrary, the UK Government refuses to set up a central database of cases with reporting restrictions. It was confusion over what specific restrictions were in place in Leeds that led to Tommy Robinson’s conviction on at least one of his counts.
After six months, everything was falling into place. We had DNA proof. We had detailed statements. Amber had identified eight abusers in her very first video identity parade and would soon be picking out the rest.
So why was it, then, that when I delivered all this spectacular news to my bosses, I sensed something wasn’t right?
They should have been ecstatic. Instead, it felt like someone had died.
As I pondered over this, a senior officer turned to me. ‘Maggie, let’s be honest about this. What are these kids ever going to contribute to society?’ he said. ‘In my opinion, they should have just been drowned at birth.’
But I cannot conceal from the reader of this truthful account that as I went to bed at about 3 A.M., I was conscious of a profound sense of relief. At last I had the authority to give directions over the whole scene. I felt as if I were walking with Destiny, and that all my past life had been but a preparation for this hour and for this trial. Eleven years in the political wilderness had freed me from ordinary party antagonisms. My warnings over the last six years had been so numerous, so detailed, and were now so terribly vindicated, that no one could gainsay me. I could not be reproached either for making the war or with want of preparation for it. I thought I knew a good deal about it all, and I was sure I should not fail. Therefore, although impatient for the morning, I slept soundly and had no need for cheering dreams. Facts are better than dreams.