A Word on the Cliff Richard Case

A Word on the Cliff Richard Case
James Norwood

I see that the popular singer Cliff Richard has been told by the police there will be no further investigation into the claims made against him of sexual abuse of boys. Since this is an issue that invites misunderstanding and even smears, I will, for the avoidance of doubt, say that people who commit sexual assaults on persons under the age of consent should be punished, and the severity of punishment should be related to the victim’s age. This being said, Mr Richard has been accused of “historic sex abuse,” and this should be seen as different from ordinary cases of abuse. Continue reading

Heroism Or Hedonism?

Ilana Mercer

“True bravery is shown by performing without witness what one might be capable of doing before all the world,” said a wise man named La Rochefoucauld, centuries ago. That man’s definition excludes most of America’s contemporary heroes.

La Rochefoucauld’s understanding of courage certainly rules out most black community leaders. In Baltimore, a city devastated by anti-police, race rioters, these “leaders” made sure they were seen calling for calm following the orgy of destruction. Away from the cameras, their lives have been given over to causing chaos by preaching racial grievance against white America.

The same imperative of privacy and consistency precludes Bruce Jenner.

The famous Olympian athlete turned TV personality has come out very publicly as a transsexual, who is in the process of transitioning to full womanhood; Jenner already has the psyche of a woman. For providing 17 million ABC viewers with a glimpse into his very real inner struggle with sexual identity, Jenner has been hailed as an American hero.

Coming out simultaneously as a Republican and a Christian failed to dampen the admiration with which the oppressed patriarch of the Kardashian clan was greeted—Jenner has been embroiled in a vulgar reality show, “Keeping Up With The Kardashian,” on which he is generally belittled and berated. Continue reading

The ‘We Need To Have A Conversation’ Malarkey

Ilana Mercer

You know just how scholarly a policy paper is when it is studded with a clichéd expression like “we need to have a conversation about …” The pop-phrase is familiar from these farcical usages:

“We need to have a conversation about race”—when, in reality, we do nothing but subject ourselves to a one-way browbeating about imagined slights committed against the pigmentally burdened. Continue reading

Being brainy, versus Having It Off

David Davis

I thought this was an interesting read.

Having sex is quite nice, if you can get it; so it’s the kind of stuff that mostly people want.

Analyses of who wants it, who implicitly commands the supply of it by “force majeure” (perhaps too strong a term, but if you can supply a better one for blokes with good athletic physiques and rather less in the way of “refinement of approach” then I’m your man), and who in fact _gets it most often_ , are interesting, I think.


GramscoFabiaNazi breastfeeding, UKIP, and White Ethnic British-Nazis of the left

David Davis

I’m not especially fussed about women breastfeeding babies. It’s kind of something that probably has to be done. Although modern civilisation has almost removed the need for “women” to “breastfeed” their “recently acquired televisual accessories”.

200,000 years ago, or even until about 1950, the FemiNazis would have had no option. And since everything to do with hominids was done in public (or you’d be eaten inside 20 seconds by a Giant Short-Arsed-Bear) I expect that nobody minded.

All I need you to do is take you here:-


The leader of UKIP is seemingly barricaded inside his office in Rotherham, a town run by the Nazis in Northern England not far from me, where thousands of young white girls have been pimped knowingly by the “Council” and the “Police” to “men”. It is not permitted to say what kinds or varieties of “men” which these young girls were pimped to. For that would be racist.

But, for the record, and for the avoidance of doubt, watch in the fullness of time the following towns and stories emanating from the same, for some or all will eventually come; Preston, Burnley, Blackburn, Bradford, Leicester, Luton, Rochdale, Oldham, Wigan, Dewsbury, Bury, Bolton, and others slightly smaller. And possibly Derby and Nottingham, but I have no information there yet. (I’m the Director of Northern Affairs, you see. They’re “a bit Southish” for me, those two.)

Luton is in the Southern Tropics as far as I am concerned, as is Leicester, but it’s the thought that counts isn’t it.

Page 3: The wrong women criticising the all-right ones

David Davis

In the past few days, The Sun seemed to have given in to GramscoFemiNazi bullying and political pressure regarding what it chooses to publish that reflects the tastes of its own readers, while apparently wrong-footing the bullyharridans later.

For the avoidance of doubt (I love our own dear Director’s phrase here!) and for the benefit of our many, many hundreds of thousands of overseas readers, The Sun is a British mass-market “tabloid” newspaper, about 45 or 46 years old, and which has for many years been (and yet remains) unpopular with, and perennially-hated by, almost the whole BritishPolitical-EnemyClass.

The reasons are that it is, firstly, owned by Rupert Murdoch, an enduring hate-figure of people that love pre-capitalist-barbarism to be enforced nationally for all except themselves. These rather dangerous, busy, driven people also love the full absence of entertainment, fun, cheap food, mass-sport, pretty girls, descriptions of foreign package-holidays where there’s sun, beer and sex, and the ongoing sexual doings of TV personalities. Secondly, its journalists write about, and reflect in their treatments, grammar and views – together with (I was told in the late 80s by the then Editor) an agreed editorial Lexicon of under 1,000 words – the tastes and aspirations of “lower-class people”. That is to say: the majority of white British ethnic people in the UK. it is almost, at times, as if the PoliticalClass activists really don’t want their “inferiors” to have a newspaper that suits them. Ian B will have something to say, certainly worth waiting for, about this.

Since about 1970, coinciding with the period of its greatest circulation growth, this paper almost always published, on the first inside right page (page 3) a photo of an always very happy-looking and pleased young woman. This young woman would be always exposing the Continue reading