Captain U Turn Pauses Chagos Surrender

 

The British government will delay legislation to hand sovereignty of the Chagos Islands to Mauritius after U.S. President Donald Trump renewed his attack on Britain’s deal over the archipelago. 

Starmer’s administration will “pause for thought” on plans to bring legislation underpinning the deal back to the House of Lords, a senior U.K. government official briefed on the plans and granted anonymity because they are not authorised to speak on the record, said. It comes after the U.S. latest president’s scathing social media post on the agreement

Labour U Turns on Council Elections

 

Labour have U turned on denying4.5 million voters the right to vote and have now cancelled the postponement of over 30 council elections.

Taxpayers will pay Reform UK's legal bill of "easily over £100,000". 

"The cost of trying to deny democracy"

Schroedinger's Desk

 

He didn't know about Saville. He didn't know about Mandelson. He didn't know about Doyle. He didn't know about Labour Together. Does anything ever go across Keir Starmer's desk. Does he even have a desk... https://t.co/6ufAfJnQXx

— (((Dan Hodges))) (@DPJHodges) February 16, 2026

Schroedinger's Cabinet Secretary

 

Brighton's Anti Jewish Purge

 

In my ‘tolerant’ city of Brighton antizionists are going door knocking to push ppl to boycott Israeli products. They’re marking down who isn’t interested. Feels like they’re making lists of bad Jews. This is REALLY SCARY. pic.twitter.com/E0sgXmt3QW

— Heidi Bachram (@HeidiBachram) February 11, 2026

The tea towel around the neck the modern version of the swastika armband. 

Operation Cover Up

 

Starmer is trying to stop the publication of the Mandelson emails, by holding another vote.

Amazing How The Threat of a General Election Concentrates Minds!

 

Starmer Cancels Address The The Nation (Originally Scheduled for Today)

 

Tim Allan (Who?) Starmer's Director of Comms Resigns

 

The Media is Wilfully Ignoring Trump's Nuanced Chagos Statement

 

Contrary to what the media and the traitors (Starmer, Hermer and Sands) would have us believe, Trump has not endorsed the Chagos surrender.

"I understand that the deal Prime Minster Starmer has made, according to many, the best deal he could make." 

Translation:

"Others may think that,  but I don't."

Moving on... 

"I retain the right to militarily secure.."

Translation:

"It's ours, no matter hat you might say or think." 

This despite the fact that Starmer literally begged Trump to publicly endorse the deal! 

Starmer's Desperate Cover Up

 

Why did Starmer ignore the warnings from the security services?

Labour MPs Frantically Deleting Their Mandelson Tweets

 

They shouldn't bother, as people have screenshot them!

The Dead Shall Be Raised - Labour Fiddling NHS Waiting Lists

 

Labour is paying the NHS to fiddle the waiting list figures by removing dead people from them.

Perfectly reasonable to remove dead people from the waiting lists, but it does mean that the much trumpeted fall (especially as 10% fewer operations are being carried out) is not what it seems! 

C*NT!

 

Starmer’s Transatlantic Treachery: How Labour Lied to Uncle Sam on Chagos and the Chinese Spy Embassy Cables

 

Oh, what a sorry spectacle of servility and deceit, comrades! Gather round the flickering hearth of British diplomacy, where Keir Starmer’s government has been caught with its trousers round its ankles, lying through its pearly whites to our closest ally – the good old USA – on not one, but two fronts that reek of incompetence, appeasement, and a craven kowtow to foes. First, the Chagos Islands handover, that geopolitical giveaway masquerading as decolonial virtue. Second, the proximity of those oh-so-sensitive fibre optic cables to Beijing’s proposed “super embassy” in London. This isn’t statecraft; it’s a farce scripted by amateurs, directed by ideologues, and performed with the sincerity of a used-car salesman flogging a lemon.

Let’s start with Chagos, that archipelago jewel in the Indian Ocean where the US-UK base at Diego Garcia has been our bulwark against all manner of global nasties since the Cold War. Last year, Starmer’s lot inked a deal to hand sovereignty back to Mauritius – an “historic agreement,” they trumpeted, securing the base for 99 years while ticking the virtue-signalling box. Except, as Donald Trump himself bellowed this month, it’s an “act of great stupidity.” The leaks and briefings now tumbling out reveal the UK assured the Yanks it was all watertight: no risks to the base, Mauritius a reliable partner, Chinese influence negligible. Bollocks. Mauritius is cosying up to Beijing faster than you can say “Belt and Road,” with ports and partnerships that scream vulnerability. Nigel Farage called it the worst deal in British history, and he’s spot on – we lied to the Americans about the security implications, downplaying Chinese encroachment to ram through a woke agenda. Trump’s team backed it initially, but now they’re spitting feathers, forcing delays in parliamentary ratification. Starmer’s crew misled Uncle Sam to avoid a veto, and now the whole edifice wobbles like a Jenga tower in a gale.

But wait, there’s more! Enter the Chinese “super embassy” saga, that bloated behemoth planned for Royal Mint Court, slap bang in London’s heart, where unredacted blueprints reveal a secret underground complex mere metres – nay, one sodding metre – from fibre optic cables ferrying the City’s most sensitive financial data. Emails, trades, the digital lifeblood of billions – all potentially tappable by Beijing’s basement boffins. The government swore blind to the US: “No sensitive data here, guv – nothing to see, move along.” Reassurances flew across the Atlantic, insisting no government intel zips through those lines. Except the Telegraph’s exposé blows that apart: those cables carry vast swathes of critical comms, linking Canary Wharf to the world, ripe for espionage. Starmer’s mob knew the proximity risks – security services flagged it – yet they greenlit the project anyway, lying to allies about the dangers to ram through a deal that stinks of economic masochism. Why? To appease Xi Jinping’s expansionist appetites while pretending it’s just “diplomatic reciprocity.” It’s not reciprocity; it’s rolling out the red carpet for red spies.

This duo of deceptions isn’t coincidence; it’s a pattern. A government so desperate to virtue-signal on decolonisation and kowtow to China that it’ll fib to its oldest friend, risking alliances forged in blood. Starmer lectures us on integrity, yet his Foreign Office fabricates fairy tales to Washington. Where’s the accountability? No heads roll, no inquiries launch – just more mealy-mouthed guff about “robust safeguards.” Robust? My arse. This is treachery with a tie, betrayal wrapped in a briefing note.

So what now, as January’s chill bites and the headlines swirl? Demand the truth, you lot. Bombard your MP, flood the select committees, make these lies impossible to bury. Because if Starmer’s gang can lie to the Yanks on bases and cables, what won’t they fib about next? Our security? Our sovereignty? God help us.

Yours in perpetual fury,

Ken Palarse

P.S. If this has you raging hotter than a midwinter fuel cut, share it far and wide. Every retweet keeps the liars on their toes.

Essential reads for the outraged:

• The Looming Tower by Lawrence Wright – for the real stakes in global alliances
• Spy Catcher by Peter Wright – the MI5 classic on how spies burrow in
• The Great Betrayal by some historian – fitting for this diplomatic dumpster fire

There's Always a Tweet!

 

Mascara Man Will Not Save The Labour Party or Britain

 

The Burnham Bounce!

 

Shabana Mahmood's Orwellian Wet Dream – Eyes Everywhere, Freedom Nowhere

 

Oh, dear readers, strap yourselves in for another episode of Labour's descent into full-blown dystopia. Today, we're turning our gaze – pun very much intended – to none other than Shabana Mahmood, our esteemed Home Secretary, who seems to have taken a page straight out of George Orwell's 1984 and decided to run with it. In a cozy chinwag with that eternal meddler Tony Blair, Mahmood laid bare her "ultimate vision" for Britain's criminal justice system: a tech-fuelled panopticon where "the eyes of the state can be on you at all times."

Let's unpack this steaming pile of authoritarian nonsense, shall we? Mahmood, channelling the ghost of Jeremy Bentham – that 18th-century philosopher who dreamed up the panopticon as a prison where inmates never know if they're being watched – wants to slap this nightmare onto the entire nation. "By means of AI and Technology," she gushed to Blair, we can achieve what Bentham couldn't: constant surveillance to keep the plebs in line. Because nothing says "progressive government" like turning Britain into a giant open-air jail, where every citizen is presumed guilty until proven... well, never, really.

If you're morbidly curious about the original Bentham blueprint for this madness, grab a copy of his writings or a decent history of surveillance – Jeremy Bentham's Panopticon writings and commentary.

This isn't just hyperbole; it's policy in the making. Mahmood's upcoming white paper on policing is set to unleash a wave of AI wizardry, from "predictive analytics" that sniff out crimes before they happen – hello, Minority Report – to live facial recognition that's already being rolled out faster than you can say "civil liberties." She calls it "harnessing the power of AI to get ahead of the criminals." But let's be real: in Labour's Britain, who's the real criminal? Anyone who dares question the regime, that's who. We've already seen the two-tier policing under Starmer – riots get a slap on the wrist if you're the "right" sort, but post a cheeky meme online and you're banged up faster than you can hit "send."

And if you want to arm yourself with knowledge against this creeping tyranny, might I suggest Orwell's masterpiece itself? 1984 by George Orwell. Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate, I earn from qualifying purchases. Buy it quick – before the algorithm flags you for reading "subversive" literature.

Spare me the "it's for your safety" tripe. This is the same government that's gutting the military, hiking taxes to fund net-zero fantasies, and handing over strategic islands like Chagos on a silver platter to Mauritius (cheers for calling that out, Trump – even a stopped clock is right twice a day). Now they want to play God with our privacy? Mahmood's vision isn't about justice; it's about control. A state where the eyes are always on you, where AI decides if you're a threat based on your shopping habits or your X posts. Fancy a pint after work? Better check if the algorithm approves.

What's truly galling is the hypocrisy. Labour bangs on about "human rights" and "equality," yet here's their Home Secretary openly lusting after a surveillance state that would make the Stasi blush. Bentham's panopticon was meant for prisons, not playgrounds or pubs. But in Mahmood's Britain, we're all inmates now. And let's not forget her track record – this is the woman who, as Justice Secretary, couldn't even keep prisons from overflowing, yet now she's dreaming of digital overlords to fix it all.

Folks, this isn't reform; it's regression to a dark age of totalitarianism wrapped in tech-bro buzzwords. If Mahmood gets her way, we'll wake up in a world where freedom is a relic, and the state's gaze pierces every corner of your life. Time to wake up, Britain – before the eyes of the state blink and you're gone.

As ever, comments welcome below. What's your take on this Orwellian disgrace?

Starmer's Greenland vs Chagos Hypocrisy

"Any decision about the future status of Greenland belongs to the people of Greenland and the Kingdom of Denmark alone."

~ Keir Starmer

He didn’t say or do the same thing for the people of Chagos. Monumental hypocrite.

pic.twitter.com/K2P1ETpjiE

— James Melville 🚜 (@JamesMelville) January 19, 2026

   

The Wanker's Back!

 

Free speech is not the freedom to violate consent. Young women's images are not public property, and their safety is not up for debate.

I welcome that X is now acting to ensure full compliance with UK law – it must happen immediately.

If we need to strengthen existing laws…

— Keir Starmer (@Keir_Starmer) January 15, 2026

Badenoch Boots Out Jenrick

 

I have sacked Robert Jenrick from the Shadow Cabinet, removed the whip and suspended his party membership with immediate effect.

I was presented with clear, irrefutable evidence that he was plotting in secret to defect in a way designed to be as damaging as possible to his… pic.twitter.com/zoSzFp0cKq

— Kemi Badenoch (@KemiBadenoch) January 15, 2026

Starmer Flounces Off Twitter in a Huff

Oh, bless his cotton socks. Keir Starmer, the man who once promised us grown-up government, has thrown his toys out of the pram and stormed off Twitter like a sulky teenager who’s just been told he can’t have pudding before his veg.

Five whole days. Not a peep. Not a single sanctimonious thread, not one carefully curated photo of him looking statesmanlike in a hi-vis jacket, not even a retweet of some sycophantic local councillor praising his “vision”. The account sits there, still open, still blue-ticked, still collecting dust while the rest of the Labour circus carries on without him. The official @UKLabour account is merrily posting away, Angela Rayner is firing off memes like it’s 2019, Wes Streeting is tweeting about the NHS as if he’s personally invented penicillin. Everyone’s still at it. Everyone except the Prime Minister.

This isn’t strategy. This isn’t “digital detox”. This isn’t even a principled stand against the platform’s evils. This is the action of a petulant child who’s been told off one too many times in the replies and has decided the only way to win is to take his ball home and sulk in the corner.

What’s got his goat this time? The endless memes about the £22 billion black hole that wasn’t? The mockery of his winter fuel betrayal? The relentless pile-on over Hermer’s Guantanamo payout? Or perhaps it’s just the dawning realisation that the public aren’t buying the “tough choices” schtick when the only tough choice he’s making is between another tax rise and another U-turn. Whatever it is, he’s had enough. So instead of facing the music – or, heaven forfend, actually engaging – he’s gone full stroppy toddler: arms crossed, bottom lip out, no more tweets for you lot.

Meanwhile, the country burns, the bills rise, the queues lengthen, and the Prime Minister is playing hide-and-seek with his own social media profile. Statesmanlike? Hardly. It’s the behaviour of a man who can dish out lectures on leadership but can’t take the heat when the kitchen gets a bit toasty.

Five days, Keir. Five days of glorious silence from the man who told us he was here to lead. Perhaps he’ll come back when the replies have cooled down, or when someone tells him the optics are finally good enough. Until then, the rest of us will carry on without him – just like the Labour Party already is.

Yours in weary amusement,

Ken Palarse

P.S. If you’re enjoying the spectacle, share this far and wide. Every retweet is a reminder that even Prime Ministers can’t hide forever.

Lord Hermer’s Guantanamo Gravy Train: How Starmer’s Pet Lawyer Engineered a Fat Payout for a Terror Suspect and Betrayed Britain in the Process

Oh, what fresh hell is this, comrades? Gather round the flickering screen of fiscal outrage, for Lord Richard Hermer – that silk-robed serpent slithering through the corridors of power – has been caught with his hand in the taxpayer’s till, engineering a “substantial” payout to none other than Abu Zubaydah, the Guantanamo Bay poster boy for al-Qaeda’s greatest hits. Yes, the very chap the CIA waterboarded 83 times, accused of running terrorist training camps in Afghanistan, and acting as Osama bin Laden’s personal concierge for jihadist plots. And now, courtesy of Hermer’s pre-government lawyering and his current perch as Attorney General, this “forever prisoner” is laughing all the way to the bank with British dosh. It’s not just a scandal; it’s a slap in the face to every squaddie who bled in the War on Terror.

Let’s not sugarcoat it: Hermer was Zubaydah’s barrister before Starmer handed him the keys to the kingdom in July 2024. He led the charge against the UK government, suing the Foreign Office for alleged complicity in the Yank’s torture regime – a case that dragged on for years, painting MI6 as the villains while Zubaydah played the victim. The Tories fought it tooth and nail, but lo and behold, under Labour’s watch, the whole thing folds like a cheap suit. A “substantial” out-of-court settlement – we’re talking millions, folks – lands in Zubaydah’s lap, with Hermer now sitting pretty as the chief legal adviser who could have stopped it but didn’t. Robert Jenrick nailed it: this is a payout “engineered” by the claimant’s former counsel, now the bloke signing the cheque from Cabinet. Conflict of interest? It’s a bloody conspiracy of convenience.

And why, pray tell, is Hermer always – always – on the side of Britain’s enemies? This isn’t his first rodeo with the rogue’s gallery. He represented Rangzieb Ahmed, the convicted terrorist who tried to sue us for his Pakistani torture holiday. He fought for Mustafa al-Hawsawi, the Saudi al-Qaeda financier behind 9/11 logistics. He even tried to block the deportation of Abid Naseer, the al-Qaeda plotter eyeing up shopping centres for his bomb fantasies. Hermer’s CV reads like a who’s who of Whitehall’s worst nightmares: Guantanamo detainees, IRA sympathisers, grooming gang appeals – if there’s a case against the Crown, he’s there with bells on, billing by the hour. Is it principle? Or just a pathological urge to stick it to the establishment that now employs him? One thing’s clear: this man has made a career out of championing the very threats we spent blood and treasure fighting. Britain’s enemies must raise a toast every time his name pops up.

So why the devil is he still in government? Starmer could have picked any silk-suited drone for Attorney General, but no – he taps Hermer, his old chambers chum from Doughty Street, the human rights hotbed that’s more Amnesty International than Admiralty. It’s an unhealthy loyalty that reeks of cronyism: Starmer, the ex-DPP who once defended IRA types himself, sees a kindred spirit in Hermer’s anti-establishment shtick. But at what cost? While pensioners freeze and the NHS queues stretch to infinity, we’re forking out millions to a bloke the Yanks called a “high-value detainee.” Starmer’s blind faith in his mate has turned the Treasury into a terrorist tip jar. Resign? Hermer should be drummed out with a dishonourable discharge, and Starmer grilled on why he’s so wedded to a lawyer who’s spent decades undermining the very state he now advises.

This isn’t just bad optics; it’s a betrayal of every principle Labour pretends to hold. When did “for the many” become “funds for the fanatics”? The Tories are right to howl – this is a “disgraceful capitulation” that sticks two fingers up to victims of terror while rewarding their enablers.

So what now, as the January sleet lashes the windows and the headlines fade? Demand answers, you lot. Bombard your MP, flood the airwaves, make Hermer’s name synonymous with sell-out. Because if this quisling stays in post, it’s open season on Britain’s backbone – and Starmer’s loyalty will be the noose around our necks.

Yours in unbridled contempt,

Ken Palarse

P.S. If this has your blood boiling hotter than a midwinter fuel poverty heater, share it wide. Every retweet keeps the pressure on these charlatans.

Essential reads to fuel the fury:

• Guantanamo Diary by Mohamedou Ould Slahi – for the detainee’s side, if you can stomach it
• The Looming Tower by Lawrence Wright – the real story of al-Qaeda’s rise
• Betrayal: The Crisis in the Catholic Church – wait, wrong one; better: The Enemy Within by some counter-terror bod – for how we let them in

Shabana Mahmood’s Shameless Cover-Up: How the Home Secretary Shielded a Lying Chief Constable While Pretending She Knew Nothing About the Maccabi Ban Debacle

 

Oh, Shabana Mahmood, you slippery eel in a pinstripe suit. The Home Secretary who once built a career on righteous indignation now stands revealed as the ultimate enabler of deceit, incompetence, and two-tier policing. Yesterday’s parliamentary fireworks over the West Midlands Maccabi ban weren’t just about Craig Guildford’s barefaced lies to MPs – they were about you, Madam Home Secretary, and your calculated decision to look the other way while a senior officer shredded the truth and the reputation of British policing.

Let’s recap the filth: Guildford banned Maccabi Tel Aviv fans from the Villa game last November on the laughable pretext of “safety concerns” drawn from Amsterdam 2024. Except the Dutch police had already clarified that the Israelis were the victims of mob violence, not the perpetrators. West Midlands knew this. They had “high-confidence intelligence” about local threats – yet instead of arresting the would-be attackers, they punished the potential targets. Guildford then doubled down, lying under oath to the Home Affairs Select Committee about the intelligence picture, refusing to apologise, and clinging to his job like a limpet on a rock. Senior MPs from across the House are now calling for his head – Jewish groups have lost all faith, Birmingham’s name is mud, and the stench of appeasement hangs heavy.

And where was Shabana Mahmood through this carnival of cowardice? Eight days before the ban was slapped on, she was briefed. The leaks are unequivocal: the Home Office was in the loop, the intelligence shared, the decision flagged. Yet when the Commons got rowdy, Mahmood stood at the dispatch box with the solemnity of a vicar at a christening and swore blind she “wasn’t notified” in advance. Not a whisper, not a memo, not even a casual “by the way, we’re banning Jewish football fans to keep the peace.” Pure, distilled, parliamentary-grade bollocks.

This isn’t forgetfulness; it’s a deliberate lie to shield a failing chief constable and preserve the fiction that Labour’s policing is fair, firm, and free of community vetoes. Why the kid gloves? Because this whole sordid affair reeks of the quiet consultations that never make it to the public record. Mosques were involved in Guildford’s appointment process – whispers of “community leaders” having a say in who gets the top job. Mosques were consulted on the ban itself – “wider engagement” to “de-escalate tensions,” we’re told. Translation: better to appease the agitators than protect the threatened. Two-tier policing isn’t a bug; it’s the feature, and Mahmood is the architect who signed off on the blueprints.

She could have sacked Guildford the moment the lies surfaced. She could have launched an independent inquiry. She could have stood up and said, “This is unacceptable – the ban was wrong, the intelligence was twisted, and the chief must go.” Instead, she chose silence, deflection, and the slow drip of deniability. A Home Secretary who turns a blind eye to a chief lying to Parliament isn’t leading; she’s complicit. She’s the adult in the room who watched the child set fire to the curtains and then claimed she didn’t smell smoke.

This is the woman who lectures us about integrity, about restoring trust in institutions, about “tough on crime.” Yet when a senior officer lies to MPs, endangers public safety through cowardice, and drags British policing into the mud of appeasement, she does… nothing. Absolutely sod all.

Guildford is a man of no honour. Mahmood is worse – she’s the one with the power to stop him, and she chose not to. She chose the quiet life over justice, the party line over principle, the optics over the truth.

So what now? Demand her resignation alongside his. Bombard your MP, flood the select committee with evidence, make this scandal impossible to ignore. Because if Shabana Mahmood can lie about being briefed and shield a deceitful chief constable, then the rot isn’t just in West Midlands – it’s at the very heart of government.

Yours in incandescent disgust,

Ken Palarse

P.S. Share this far and wide. Every retweet is a brick in the wall of accountability these people so richly deserve.

Essential outrage fuel:

• The Thin Blue Line by some ex-copper – for the inside view on how the job used to mean something
• The Establishment by Owen Jones – for the inside scoop on how the powerful protect their own
• Lies, Damned Lies, and Statistics – for when politicians start talking about “intelligence”

UAE Designates Britain as an Islamic Extremist Threat

 

Maybe Starmer will sue the UAE for being Islamophobic?

Starmer Dabbles in E

At political cabinet today, Morgan McSweeney gave a presentation on “three Es” on how the government can connect with voters - emotion, empathy and evidence. 

Seemingly they need more E's!