Oh how we laughed!
Trevor Brooks aka Abu Issatwat (sorry Izzadean) and his little pals are going down for terrorist fundraising and inciting terrorism overseas.
So long, Trev. Have a great time in the pokey. With love from all of your Hackney pals.
For the deluded who think the regular exploding jihadi plots are Bush Co fear spin, we give you the guys responsible for the reason you can’t bring a drink or toiletries over 100 MLs in you hand luggage.
If no one else has said it, allow me to be the first: Thank you to the Metropolitan Police for saving countless lives, again.
I seems like only yesterday I was getting lectured by liberals about British Muslim women’s “freedom” to choose.
In fact, just the other day, I was told that harping on about “women’s issues” was a bit like black people revisiting Selma, Alabama.
Hello, wake up call! How many more women and little girls do these “liberals” want to sell down the river with cultural relativism?
Even the BBC cannot resist watering down the truth. Hello! “Violent partner?” 15 year old girls don’t have “partners”. Try, “violent stranger” or “owner”.
And Rowan Bloody Williams wants more sharia? Here’s a thought: how about we stop pandering to people’s “cultures” and give everyone in this country the benefit of the rule of law and equality?
And how about waking up to the fact that people don’t accede to subjugation: they are forced.
And I am sick unto death of the honour killings, the forced marriages and the veil.
As Tammy Bruce said: -
“The American feminist movement has not taken one stand to support the women of Iraq, the women of Afghanistan, the women of Iran.”
Sing it, sister.
Don’t feel too bad, Tammy: The British feminist movement hasn’t bothered to lift a finger for Muslim women on British soil either; they’re quite happy to turn a blind eye to domestic violence, rape and murder. Hey, it’s their culture.
Honest to God, the kid rocks.
Bring back national service. The Army’s made a man out of Harry.
Matt Drudge, you are an asshat.
UPDATE
I see Harry’s deployment has pissed off the jihadis. When will these guys get the message that we will not submit?
Clapton’s (also part of the London Brorugh of Hackney) own cheeky chappy, Mohamed Hamid, made a cameo appearance in the BBC’s “Don’t Panic, I’m Islamic”. The Beeb described the programme thus: -
“Don’t Panic I’m Islamic meets Muslims who speak openly about what it means to be a British Muslim - at a time when the nation is fighting a ‘war on terror’…
The programme also uncovers the implications of the prejudice they encounter. Mohamed has been called ‘Osama bin London’ because he dresses in white robes and a headscarf similar to that worn by the prophet. “They all gathered around me when I went to the airport,” he says, “simply because I wear Islamic robes. I told the airport security that I wouldn’t be so stupid to dress up like this if I was carrying a bomb.”
Yes poor Mohamed… that’s absolutely terrible. People get it so wrong. It’s downright…what’s the word? I remember. “Islamphobic”. That’s the one.
Yet, our friend, our “cockney comic” from Clapton 
has only got himself convicted of recruiting and preparing jihadists to fight our troops.
So the “Don’t Panic” paintball scene, where a bunch of Muslim guys looked and acted like they were they were jihadis, they were merely poor misunderstood good souls who were just having a bit of good clean fun courtesy of the BBC, right?
I’d be grateful if the BBC would kindly spare me the “Islamophobic” lectures and refund my licence fee. (Yes, American friends, I am compelled to financially support the BBC on pain of criminal proceedings).
Words cannot convey just how heartwarming it is to know that my compulsory contribution helped the Beeb fund our friends’ little paintballing frolic.
You really couldn’t make this shit up.
This really is the limit. Rowan Bloody Williams, Archbishop of Canterbury, sees the introduction of sharia law in the UK as a “good thing”.
Cheers Rowan, I’m sure British Muslim women are queueing up to thank you. Us “Islamophobes” need to be forgetting about the Rule of Law, the Constitution and natural justice and rolling out the triple talaqs ; why fuss with silly English divorces (or marriages)? Hey, I’ve got an idea! Why not bring in sharia-tastic rules of evidence into cases where Muslim women have been raped? Why don’t we all give a free pass to the “honour killing” of women and little girls, for the sake of “good relations”, of course?
Thanks again, Rowan, for doing your little bit to hang women out to dry.
“… All you did was weaken a country today, Rowan. That’s all you did. You put people’s lives in danger”.
NB
As per usual, my friend Dave at My Point nails it .
NBB
Dr Rowan’s now astounded by the reaction his views have provoked?! What planet is this guy on? Rowan needs to be reading Nandita Haksar’s, “The Demystification of Law” to inform himself of the realities of plural legal systems at the grassroots level. Then he can resign.
From our, “oh for fucksakes” department, we give you MPs living on the edge in Stoke Newington.
You really couldn’t make this shit up folks.
Caption competition anyone?
Friends, the PC does not stand for “politically correct”.
I quote Ferris, she quotes Col Nathan R Jessop: -
“…we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who’s gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. [...] And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives.You don’t want the truth because deep down in places you don’t talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honour, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline.I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post”.
Read more about service and gratitude and the state of this Godforsaken nation here.
20-30 something middle-class mom and nicely turned out and very cute 6(ish?) year old daughter with fetching hat and coat. Mom’s walking her bicycle with empty child seat while the little girl was walking approx 10 yards in front of her. Mom’s working herself up to a good rant, and speeds up to the little girl who cowers and says: -
“Please don’t hit me, Mummy. Please don’t hit me”.
Mummy grabbed the girl by the arm and let her have the full spray treatment.
“Ok, ok, relax” with accompanying “keep it down” hand gesture.
Mummy stopped. Or so we thought. I think she just waited for the coast to be clear. Then she really let rip.
Punctuating every accusation with a yank to the girl’s arm, Mummy screamed in the girl’s face, “Because of YOU fiddling with your hair, WE’RE LATE! Because of YOU messing around with your coat WE’RE LATE! etc, etc…”
Then, out of nowhere, I heard, “HEY! Lady. Give the kid a break”.
There can’t have been one person on the Fields that didn’t hear that, “HEY!!” Even I was amazed.
Mummy spewed worse than any sailor I’ve ever heard. I do however recall her screaming at me, “WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?”
“A human being”. “And so is your kid”. Do we have to call the Old Bill?”
Mummy lost it.
I can’t remember exactly what was said other than, “WELL COME ON!!”. I immediately thought that I made a bit of a stupid move with that one. Sometimes, though, an invitation can be the best defence.
Mummy didn’t pick a fight with someone her own size or hang around for the police. She put her daughter on the back and cycled off into the night, shrieking “fuck you, fuck you” into the air behind her.
I couldn’t resist. I bellowed, “NICE ONE, MOM!”
Just as I was looking around, hoping no one I knew overheard my own intemperance, a lady approached me and said “I’m glad you said something”
“What gets me is that if she feels free to do that in public, imagine what happens behind closed doors”, I despaired.
“She’s scarring that girl for life”.
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