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There is no punishment befitting this. To torment a defenceless old man, in a neighbourhood he once knew and then became alien, and then to immolate him inside his own home. Death is too merciful, expulsion too soft. There is no coexistence with this, no compatibility. They
Here's Nathan Otitodilchukwu and two friends throwing a firework through Robert Price's window in Dagenham, east London. Mr Price died in the fire they caused. courtnewsuk.co.uk/jail-for-teena…
I find this sort of content so much more devastating, rousing, and radicalising than anything one sees today. Knowing what once was, and is no more, is utterly heartbreaking. The destruction of this world was a betrayal beyond words.
British state: airdrops marauding foreign rapists into sleepy English villages, who immediately proceed to behave like marauding foreign rapists
Locals: take issue with the presence of marauding foreign rapists in their sleepy English villages
British state: 'yo what the fuck?'
The only reason this wasn't a consequential act of treason is because Lt Col Piaggi dismissed the broadcast as a psy-op, believing that no state-owned media outlet would be stupid or seditious enough to announce troop movements in advance.
Remember when the BBC let the Argentine forces know that 2 Para were about to attack Goose Green during the Falklands Campaign in 1982. The rot goes that far back
The "Goose Green BBC incident" refers to
a controversial event during the Falklands War in 1982 when the BBC World