Labour’s Peter Kyle having a car crash interview. Peter Kyle: The plan is great. Naga Munchetty: Have you seen the plan? Kyle: No. We know who has seen the defence plan. John Healey and Al Carns, and they both resigned over it. Labour are a mess. They can’t stop lying.

‘They willingly chose to arrive here and they are insulted by the flag of the nation?’ Political commentator Chris Rose slams a report from a watchdog that claims immigration officers wearing England badges are ‘intimidating’.

Well @RupertLowe10

Dear Andrew, I realise you're used to thinking that word works, but you should be aware our choices are 1. Be called names like "racist" by fat, bloated, pedophile apologist MPs like yourself. 2. Have our children raped and/or murdered. Thats the choice we face now. We do not care what names you call us. We do not care if you get us sent to prison, we do not care if you shut down X. We are prepared to face that, to get our country back, and fight for our children's futures. You have lost your power. You are not superior to us, in fact you're significantly inferior to us. Your time in parliament is up. Your gravy train is pulling in the station. You're done. And every time you use your pudgy fat fingers to type on X to call us names, you radicalise another person, so please carry on.

Shocking behaviour from the Lib Dims. Time for @LindsayHoyle_MP to step in…

Peter, this is complete misinformation. I've never refused a DBS check. I actually have an enhanced DBS check for work and sports coaching. I have already provided Wigan Council with a copy of my DBS certificate. Check your facts before spreading lies.

More lies. x.com/i/status/2064461802717…

THE DOSSIER #11: David Lammy MP – The Contemptible Born 1967. Tottenham. Guyanese parents. Father abandoned the family. Single mother. You have worn her struggles like a costume for thirty years. The scholarship. Harvard Law School. The most elite legal education on earth. You are not the voice of Tottenham. You are the voice of Cambridge, Massachusetts. The international elite's manufactured authentic. The working-class hero who needed three attempts to pass the Bar. Three attempts on a donor-funded scholarship. Then straight into politics. Not one day in private practice. Not one day meeting a payroll. Not one day outside the taxpayer-funded bubble. Fabian Society. The Foreign Policy Centre. Labour Friends of Israel. Labour Friends of Palestine. You join everything. You stand for nothing. You believe in nothing except your own advancement. Researcher for Harriet Harman. MP for Tottenham since 2001. Minister for Culture. Higher Education. Lord Commissioner of the Treasury. Now Deputy Prime Minister. You climbed to the second highest office in the land without ever leaving the building. Without ever building anything. Without ever creating anything. Without ever suffering the consequences of your own decisions. You called Brexiteers Nazis. You compared them to the Ku Klux Klan. You said they were allied with fascism and white supremacy. You called the 2016 vote "the worst thing since the Second World War." Seventeen million voters. Seventeen million of your own countrymen. Nazis. That is what you called them. That is what you think of the British people. That is your contempt laid bare. Then you begged for their votes. Then you begged for a trade deal with the America you called racist. Then you went silent when power required it. You have no principles. You have only appetites. You called Donald Trump a racist. A Nazi sympathizer. A member of the KKK. You demanded he be banned from Britain. You said he was unfit for office. Now you are Deputy Prime Minister. Now you need him. Now you are silent. How wonderfully flexible your principles are. How terribly convenient. How utterly predictable. You demanded Parliament be recalled in 2019 to stop Brexit. You said prorogation was a constitutional outrage. You wept for parliamentary sovereignty. Then you voted to revoke Article 50 without a referendum. You voted against the democratic result. Fifty-eight percent of your own constituents voted Leave. You voted to ignore them. You called it principle. They call it betrayal. They call it treachery. They are correct. You voted to scrap winter fuel payments for nine million pensioners. You took £300 from the poorest elderly households while you spent £1 million on private flights in three months. £14,000 per day. Your Foreign Office blew £521,000 on restaurants and bars in four months. The venues were hidden. The receipts were buried. The entitlement is total. The hypocrisy is infinite. You claimed £7,000 in accountancy fees on expenses. Ten times. To help with your tax returns. While you underpaid £2,500 in council tax on your £1.6 million London home. "An oversight," you claimed. The oversight of the man who lectures others about paying their fair share. The oversight of the reparations advocate who cannot pay his own bills. The oversight of the Nazi-caller who cannot follow basic tax law. You demanded reparations for the slave trade. You demanded Britain pay up. While you sat in the £3 million official residence at Chevening. While you flew business class to Washington. While you dined at the British Embassy. While you collected your £89,000 ministerial salary on top of your £91,000 MP salary. While your wife sat on the board of the Victoria and Albert Museum. Another quango. Another appointment. Another connection. The reparations advocate with the £180,000 household income. The guilt-monger with the expense account. The shame-peddler with the grace-and-favour residence. You took £35,000 from a property developer. You took hospitality from Qatar. You took flights from Saudi Arabia. You took dinners from anyone who would pay. Then you lectured others about ethics. Then you demanded transparency. The standards never applied to you. The rules were for the little people. The Nazis. The ones you despise. You called the 2011 Tottenham rioters victims of social injustice. While Tottenham burned. While shops were looted. While your constituents lost everything. You made excuses. You blamed cuts. You blamed the police. You blamed everyone except the people holding the petrol bombs. You are not a leader. You are an apologist for violence. You are not a representative. You are an excuser of destruction. You are the Shadow Foreign Secretary who did not know what NATO Article 5 was. You are the Deputy Prime Minister who confused India with Pakistan in your first week as Foreign Secretary. You are the barrister who cannot grasp basic geography. You are the Harvard Law graduate who needed three attempts to pass the Bar. Three attempts. While you lecture others about competence. While you call them Nazis. While you burn £1 million on private jets. Open borders. Flooded cities. British daughters paying the price for your virtue-signaling. Working-class communities destroyed by your policies. Working-class voters demonized by your tongue. You have spit on the people who gave your family refuge. You have sold the country that made you Deputy Prime Minister. You have given away our money while calling us Nazis. You are not a statesman. You are a shock jock in a suit. You are not a diplomat. You are a liability. You are not the future of Britain. You are its embarrassment at the highest level. You are its shame made flesh. Your Harvard degree is worthless. Your Fabian membership is a joke. Your thirty years in Parliament have produced nothing but division and disgust. Your constituents deserve better than a man who calls them Nazis. Your country deserves better than a Deputy Prime Minister who despises his own people. You will never be Prime Minister. You will never be respected. You will never recover from the mouth that destroyed you. The mouth that called seventeen million voters Nazis. The mouth that costs £14,000 per day in private jets. The mouth that demands reparations while dodging council tax. You are a fraud. You are a hypocrite. You are a disgrace. Your career is over. Your credibility is gone. Your Deputy Premiership is a corpse that has not yet fallen. When it falls, no one will mourn. No one will remember you fondly. You will be remembered only for the contempt you showed the British people. Only for the Nazi slurs. Only for the waste. Only for the betrayal. You are not fit to clean the shoes of the people you call Nazis. Your betrayal of Britain is now complete. Permanent exile awaits. Congratulations. You are The Dossier.

Braverman was sacked trying to send these dirty fkrs out of our country. Jenrick resigned as Secretary of State because the Tories had gone soft. Both stood and fell on their principals something that seems to be lacking with Rupert. This is a witch hunt…. But don’t just believe me… You can hear it from Lowe himself.

THE DOSSIER #8: Andy Burnham MP – The Corpse of the North Born Liverpool 1970. Father a BT engineer. Mother a GP receptionist. Then Fitzwilliam College, Cambridge. The elite's finishing school. You have never worked outside politics. Not one day. Researcher for Tessa Jowell. MP for Leigh 2001-2017. Secretary of State for Health. You failed at every level. You failed upward. You always do. You lost your seat in 2017. The working-class town rejected you. The "man of the people" too posh for his own people. Now Mayor of Greater Manchester. The "King of the North." The man who would be Prime Minister. You want the Labour leadership? You have tried twice. 2010. You came fourth. Eliminated with ten percent. 2015. You launched your bid in an accountancy firm linked to tax avoidance. You attacked the mansion tax as "spiteful." You abstained on Tory benefit cuts. You lost to Jeremy Corbyn. You cannot even win your own party. You slammed "indefensible" waste on NHS consultants in opposition. Then you tripled spending to £27 million per year as Mayor. While working-class girls were raped, tortured, murdered. While they were called prostitutes by the authorities you controlled. While they begged for help. You spent millions on consultants. You lent public money to a property tycoon. No full checks. He built luxury apartments. Working-class families slept on streets. You promised to end such arrangements. You lied. You always lie. But here is your extinction. Here is what ends you forever. Mid Staffordshire. You were Health Secretary when the scandal broke. Hundreds dead. Patients drinking water from vases. Left unwashed in their own filth. You resisted a full public inquiry. You delayed. You obfuscated. Whistleblower Julie Bailey called you "grossly unsuitable." She said you were "incompetent or negligent." The Francis Report exposed the rot on your watch. Maggie Oliver. The whistleblower who exposed the Rochdale grooming gangs. She came to you. She warned you. She gave you the evidence. Industrial-scale rape. Torture. Trafficking. Working-class girls, twelve years old, called prostitutes by Greater Manchester Police. Raped repeatedly. Tortured. Murdered. Their families ignored. Evidence destroyed. Complaints buried. Maggie Oliver said you "turned away" from victims. She said you "did not grasp the nettle." She resigned over your handling of the Oldham inquiry. You had the evidence. You had the warnings. You did nothing. The girls suffered. The girls died. You were Mayor. Under your watch, Greater Manchester Police abandoned one in five reported offences. Domestic abuse victims. Working-class women. No investigations. No safeguarding. No justice. They called for help. You were too busy being King. Too busy planning your PM bid. Too busy spending £27 million on consultants while children were raped. You preach about the NHS while your Labour government started the privatization. Section 75. Competitive tendering. The market devouring public health. You built the machine you now pretend to oppose. The hypocrisy is surgical. You want to be Prime Minister. Labour blocked your MP bid. You called it "an insult to people's intelligence." The insult, Andy, is you. The Cambridge-educated "man of the people" who failed the people. The King of the North who could not protect the North's daughters. Who turned away. Who did nothing. Who spent millions on consultants while children were raped. You have no seat. No hiding place. No sanctuary. You gambled that we would forget the girls called prostitutes while they suffered. You gambled that time would erase your cowardice. You lost. You are not a king. You are a caretaker of carnage. You are not a leader. You are a liability. You are not the future of Labour. You are its shame. You are its corpse. Your reputation is ash. Your conscience is a void. Your ambition is grotesque. Your career is over. Your betrayal of Britain is now complete. Permanent exile awaits. Congratulations. You are The Dossier.

Enough

Do you think this was acceptable @AndyBurnhamGM?

Andy Burnham claims he commissioned the biggest grooming gang review the country has ever seen. He states that whilst other politicians looked away, he did not. Then came the line he should regret. Those are the facts, he told people. Look them up. So I did. I read his own reports. _________ I’m Raja Miah MBE. For seven years, I led a campaign that exposed how senior Labour politicians helped protect Pakistani rape gangs. The people of my town helped force the national inquiry. You won’t see me on the BBC. You won’t read my work in the legacy press. That’s not an accident. I take this to a place from where there is no coming back. I document everything in my newsletter. It’s 100% free to read. If this work matters to you, if you believe it must continue, I need your backing. Sign Up Here: 👉 redwallandtherabble.co.uk My work is free. No paywalls. No gatekeeping. No exclusions. Because the truth shouldn’t belong only to those who can afford it. If you can afford to do so, supporting me costs as little as 75p a week (£30 a year). Prefer a one-off contribution? 👉 BuyMeACoffee.com/recusantnin… 👉 paypal.me/RecusantNine If you’ve ever shared my posts, learned something, or felt less alone reading them, stand with me. I need your help. Raja 🙏

Then these Labour MPs wonder why they are getting destroyed in elections..

🚨 Rachel Reeves’ Great British Summer Savings: The Ad We All Needed 🚨 “Little joys with the kids just got cheaper!” 💸 Family of 4 (teens 13 & 15) does the full tour: 🎬 Cinema trip → save a whopping £4.50 🧸 Soft play session → pocket £3.50 🏛️ Museum day out → bag £8.80 TOTAL SAVINGS THIS SUMMER: £16.80 🎉 Even if you can totally afford to drag the kids to all three… you’ll be £16.80 richer! …until you fill the car with petrol at 159p a litre (extra £20–25 just to get there) and the weekly food shop gets slapped with the usual extra costs & stealth taxes. Net result: £0.00 saved. Wallet still empty. Kids still demanding ice cream. 😂 Brilliant stuff, Chancellor. Best. Summer. Ever. #GreatBritishSummerSavings #VATCut #CostOfLivingCrisis #ThanksRach

Do these people seriously believe what they say????

One candidate grew up on free school dinners, served in the army, worked in the NHS, fixed people’s boilers, and just won his council seat the hard way. The other had a sitting MP stand aside for him, got Labour’s own ruling body to reverse its decision, and is using Makerfield as a stepping stone to Number 10. Robert Kenyon is running for Makerfield. Burnham is running for himself. June 18 💪🏻🩵

Hezbollah released children’s books to teach how to properly behead “non-Muslims” in their schools.

Vote Reform and like us in Kent you will get reformed for the better. Lower CT, potholes fixed, contracts renegotiated, illegal migration emergency declared......what's not to like 🩵