Tuesday, 30 March 2010

GORVID CAMEROWN



Morg
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Rapist avoids deportation so that he can marry in Britain

Un-Bloody believable.

F*CK his "(IN)HUMAN RIGHTS" DEPORT THIS SEX ANIMAL NOW.

What about the "RIGHTS" of the rape victim ?
Oh silly me, I forgot, the CORRUPT JUDGES OF A CORRUPT JUSTICE SYSTEM only apply RIGHTS to the NON-INDIGENOUS .

The BNP will have to tear the INJUSTICE SYSTEM APART and create a new JUSTICE SYSTEM, with PRIORITY on WHAT IS BEST FOR THE INDIGENOUS POPULATION OF THIS COUNTRY.

Alphonse Semo, a refugee from the Democratic Republic of Congo, threw his victim on a rubbish tip when he had finished with her.

But on Monday evening he won the right to remain for his wedding just hours before he was due to board a plane back to Africa.

A judge said it was difficult (but not impossible) to have any sympathy for Semo, who was jailed for eight years, but he must be allowed to stay.

Mr Justice Collins said the Home Office had at first agreed to let the 53-year-old, from Deptford, south east London, get married to his long-term partner, a German national.

Then the wedding was effectively cancelled by a subsequent decision ''by the same Home Office - no doubt by a different department''....

Read the whole disgraceful story here.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/politics/lawandorder/7537577/Rapist-avoids-deportation-so-that-he-can-marry-in-Britain.html




Thanks to BRITISHLADY for drawing this to my attention.



WHAT HAPPENS WHEN MUSLIMS HAVE THE UPPER HAND

Read about it here

Morg
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THE TOWN HALL NAZIS ARE MAD MAD.

Thirteen years of New Labour rule have made our lives a misery where it matters most to us  -  on our unswept streets and in our own bin-cluttered backyards.

We all depend on the services provided by local councils, yet these days they are run for the benefit of those who work there, not for the people who pay for them.

When I started out in journalism in Peterborough many years ago, the leader of the local council was an engine driver called Charlie Swift, who ran the city in his spare time and didn't receive a penny from the ratepayers in either salary or expenses.

He wasn't universally popular. Round town he was known as 'That Bugger Swift'.

But the streets were clean, the parks immaculate, the corporation buses ran on time, the roads were in good repair, the schools had a pretty decent record, the car parks were free and the dustbins were emptied twice a week.

That was all anyone wanted from their local authority.

But where once the council chamber contained butchers, bakers and builders, we now have a generation of full-time councillors who have never held down a proper job in their lives.

They get lavish expenses and allowances, while the old breed of town clerk with a sense of duty has been replaced by 'chief executives' who pretend they are employed to run major commercial organisations and expect to be paid accordingly.

Out went frugal 'ways and means' departments, devoted to keeping costs down. The parks committee became the 'leisure and amenities' directorate. The sanitation department morphed into 'environmental health'.

There was a recruitment and spending spree, which would do justice to a sailor on shore leave.

And so we arrived where we find ourselves today  -  with grandiose council 'cabinets', vast PR departments, local authorities with foreign policies and anti-nuclear zones,'diversity' directorates and 'carbon footprint' committees.

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Over the years, I've made a good living pillorying this never- ending carnival of politically motivated profligacy. I've had enormous fun with the insane jobs  -  lesbian self-defence instructors, transgender policy co-ordinators, nuclear-free zone inspectors  -  invented by councils to expand their empires and devour our taxes.

These days I tend towards rage. Now more than ever, with the economy going to hell in a handcart, we simply can't afford this circus of taxpayer-funded excess.

Skilled craftsmen, chartered accountants, chemists, bank staff, estate agents and investment analysts have all made the long trek to the job centre. But there's one lucky group of people who have no such worries about losing their livelihoods.

While private companies are either contracting or going to the wall, Britain's five-a-day co-ordinators, diversity managers, equality officers, elf 'n' safety enforcers and carbon-footprint campaigners can all sleep easily in their beds.

The public sector continues to party like it's 1999. There's been no shake-out in the town halls, no Christmas parties cancelled in quangoland.

This is what Gordon Brown really means when he boasts about 'investment'. It's his reckless spending, putting 800,000 more people on the public payroll, which has left Britain the worst equipped of all industrialised countries to deal with the downturn.

MORE

Morg
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I AM AN ENGLISHMAN ... AND I WAS NEVER ASKED.




http://www.thegreenarrow.co.uk/index.php/extras/videos-4-u/1576-i-am-an-englishman

Morg
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THEY JUST DON'T GET IT

They just don't get it do they?

The Labour Party is bringing Tony Blair back to help them in their election campaign.
Talk about a thief revisiting the scene of the crime?
This is a man who took us into an illegal war and used his contacts to do a shady deal worth £1 million with a Korean crook who is now in jail, who makes £ millions advising rich banking firms and on the after dinner speech circuit and hides his ill gotten gains behind a host of companies and will not open the books for scrutiny. Oh and he "accidentally" shredded his papers when leaving Downing Street so that he could not be prosecuted.
Could anybody else get away with such deceit? I think not.

AND THE LABOUR PARTY THINKS HIS ENDORSMENT WILL HELP THEM?

He has said he "feels the hand of history" on his shoulders.
Rather than that he should feel the noose of justice round his neck as retribution for all his crimes not least the lives of British soldiers and Iraqi people he has caused to be lost.

These politicians live in a dream world far removed from reality, and retribution will surely come if there is any justice in the world.

yaz