There was a time when rape, paedophilia, and treason were three of the most heinous crimes one could commit.
There were, of course, others, such as burglaries, shoplifting, or jumping the queue.
These last, while distressing to the former population of Great Britain, were not quite worthy of the same reaction - merely the stocks, the pitchforks or, at a stretch, the gallows.
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Today, however, rape, paedophilia and treason are daily fares - and linked.
The former enables the twin evils of the latter two.
After all, no borders; no safe haven. And we have neither.
With Clockwork Orange regularity, another bucket of hatred-filled acid is dropped on our battered souls and that of our ancestral country.
Our society’s architecture is being destroyed before our eyes.
The totalitarian clampdown on Britishness is no opportunistic takeover - it's by careful design - Alex Story
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We are rendered deaf by the incessant jarring sound of purposeful societal disintegration.
The scale of horrors no longer matters.
The constant pre-medieval drum beat of crimes committed against us echoes endlessly across our airways, mixed with the tortured screams of our daughters, our mothers’ tears and our teeth-gnashing helplessness as British men.
Recorded rapes have increased in line with an unwanted population explosion over the last 25 years by an unprecedented 600 per cent over the period.
In 2025 alone, 72,000 rapes were officially documented.
That was when crossing the English Channel on a Dinghy became a combined and popular “Middle Eastern, North and East African” exercise, sponsored by our righteously selfless, mostly state-funded, charities and NGOs and enabled by our officials.
Some of them have racked millions in.
Be that as it may, since 2020, a staggering 400,000 women and girls were raped in England and Wales alone.
Prepubescent girls violated in 2020 are tortured teenagers today: alone, hopeless and betrayed.
These are only official numbers.
Like the proverbial iceberg, we only see the tip of that Everest sized cockroach infested nest.
Sarah Champion, Labour MP for Rotherham, spoke courageously of a million victims in 2015, calling it a “national disaster” before being silenced for highlighting this “horror”.
Beyond parliament, those who describe what they see get to have their collars felt.
The lessons learnt, to paraphrase our gormless officials, hasn’t been to deal with the root of the problem, namely forcing a Christian civilisation to convert to the hopeless, loveless and morality-free Middle Eastern one erroneously known as the peace creed, but to accelerate the procedure.
In the process, the indigenous populace is castigated for noticing.
A caste system is now de facto embedded in our country.
We, Britons, find ourselves the Hindu equivalent of the untouchables, precariously balanced on the last and slippery rung, looking over the black hole of oblivion, forsaken for supposed crimes committed in past lives.
The higher castes are protected by the police in the name of “community cohesion”, which really translates as “sectarian” or “tribal” domination.
When a government rains down privileges on newcomers but starves the very people who pay for them, ignores their plight, their pain, and their humiliation, while simultaneously stripping them of their resources, their right to notice and describe what they see, the proverbial Rubicon has been crossed.
That sense of betrayal is deeply felt, uniting close to 70 per cent of the country against Keir Starmer. A mere 13 per cent approve.
Sixty-three per cent of the public think Starmer “does not respect them”.
Nonetheless, Starmer believes he is right.
Indeed, only a few weeks ago, at Chequers the Huffington Post reported that Starmer said “Labour gets 96 per cent of things right”.
Labour, like the Communist Party of old, is never wrong. We are.
He believes, like all Fabians, that rulers should be “as unrepresentative of Everyman as possible”.
The higher being is “the clear-sighted intelligence that sees the world as it really is and rejects shame, whether moral, political or aesthetic; the energy and organising ability which gets things done and overcomes opposition”.
Labour rejects shame, morality, and overcomes opposition.
That is why Starmer likes where the country is going.
He has three main opponents: Farage, Trump and the mass of Britons.
All have weaknesses he understands well.
Nigel Farage must survive against a hostile state.
From the usual suspects, expect, among other things, increasingly virulent denunciations and investigations into comments and past behaviour and, from him, importantly, some triangulation and hesitancy, in particular on the topics of the Peace Creed and deportation, forced as he is into survival mode.
Donald Trump carries the weight of his office and a large stick. But he can only make Starmer uncomfortable. Starmer lies, obfuscates, and plays for time.
The Soviet concept of centrally and permanently funded “localised self-management” is deeply embedded in Great Britain.
All our institutions work in the same direction to force a new and progressive world onto us, giving Starmer constant “plausible deniability” and the wherewithal to carry on.
For the Briton, the only constitutional way to fight back is via the ballot box.
It is that power Starmer will do most to usurp.
Fast-tracked asylum seekers, ever greater levels of immigration, legal or not, along with an increasing totalitarian clampdown on Britishness, is our future.
In other words, we have seen nothing yet.