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As it seems state pension is referred to as a benefit then why is it still subject to tax? Benefits are not taxed.

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THE ZEBEDEE FILE There is a man in the House of Lords who draws £300 per day to sleep. Not metaphorically. Literally. There exists a photograph of George Foulkes, Baron Foulkes of Cumnock, chin sunk to chest, mouth agape, unconscious in his red leather chair while the chamber debates around him. He is not ill. He is not exhausted from labour. He is 84 years old and has spent three decades proving that consequences are for other people. This is not a biography. This is evidence. EXHIBIT A: THE BOUNCING MAN Westminster. The Shadow Defence Minister attends a reception hosted by the Scotch Whisky Association. He drinks. He drinks more. He attempts to dance with a 70-year-old woman in the street. When police intervene, he assaults an officer. He is arrested, convicted, fined £1,050, and forced to resign from the front bench. A witness describes his behaviour as "like Zebedee on acid." The nickname sticks. It spreads through Scottish political circles. Zebedee, the bouncing toy from children's television, bobbing erratically on a spring, directionless, manic, absurd. A perfect metaphor for a man who cannot be controlled, cannot be stopped, cannot be made to leave. Any serious political system would have ended him there. A criminal conviction for violence against police while drunk, while serving as Shadow Defence Minister, while simultaneously working as a magistrate sworn to uphold the law. Three roles. Three failures. One conviction. The British establishment looked at this record and made him a peer. EXHIBIT B: THE FAMILY TRADE September 2000. Celtic Park. Alex Foulkes, 25 years old, son of the Labour MP, screams sectarian abuse at football supporters until police arrest him for behaviour that nearly triggers a riot. Officers describe him flicking V-signs, ignoring warnings, escalating deliberately. His defence is not remorse. It is connection. "You will be in trouble," he tells the arresting officers. "My father is an MP and my mother is on the police board." Consider what this reveals. Not panic. Not fear. The calm certainty that political status transcends law. The confidence that threats work. The understanding that the Foulkes name carries weight that ordinary citizens do not possess. Alex would later emigrate to New Zealand and insert himself into their Labour Party, because shame does not travel and neither do those who have never experienced it. EXHIBIT C: THE MATHEMATICS OF THEFT Between 2007 and 2011, George Foulkes held two jobs. MSP for Lothians. Peer of the Realm. Salary from Holyrood: £52,000 annually. Expenses from Westminster: £54,527 annually. Simultaneous. Systematic. Sustained. While you lost your job in 2008. While your house lost value. While you made choices between heating and eating, George Foulkes made choices between which chamber to sleep in. The Scottish Parliamentary Standards Commissioner eventually exposed the decade total: £533,583. Scotland's most expensive peer. More than former First Ministers. More than former Ministers. The gold standard of extraction. When caught, he did not apologise. He defended. The claims were "within clearly defined guidelines." Guidelines he helped write. Guidelines that permitted a man to draw two public salaries while performing neither role adequately. Guidelines that assumed you would be too busy surviving to notice him thriving. EXHIBIT D: THE MASK SLIPS The expenses scandal consumes Westminster. Speaker Michael Martin prepares to resign in disgrace. Carrie Gracie of the BBC offers Foulkes the opportunity to explain, to defend, to show contrition. He demands her salary. She tells him: £92,000. His response: "Nearly twice as much as an MP, to come on and talk nonsense." This is the authentic voice. Not the public servant. Not the honourable member. The snarling entitlement of a man who believes questioning him is the real crime. Who believes his extraction is legitimate and your scrutiny is theft. Who believes the problem is not the corruption but the discovery of it. He was not defending Michael Martin. He was defending the right to take your money without question. The immunity of the unaccountable. EXHIBIT E: THE PERMANENT SORE LOSER May 2026. Eighty-four years old. Heart of Midlothian lose a football match to Celtic. A game. A sporting contest. A result determined by goals scored. Lord Foulkes writes to FIFA. He claims the result was "predetermined." He demands an inquiry. He escalates to his "contact in FIFA" because Neil Doncaster of the SPFL will not validate his conspiracy theory. This is not politics. This is pathology. Three decades after his criminal conviction, four decades into public life, he still believes the world has conspired against him personally. Still believes his status entitles him to override reality. Still cannot accept defeat without alleging corruption. Look closer at the pattern. Hearts versus Celtic. The sectarian fault line of Scottish football. The same poison his son was convicted of spreading in 2000. The same hatred that nearly caused a riot. Foulkes is not a sore loser. He is a vector for the disease he claims to oppose, using his platform to stoke division while drawing salary for unconsciousness. EXHIBIT F: THE HYPOCRISY Jeremy Corbyn. Antisemitism. The moral reckoning of the Labour Party. George Foulkes positioned himself as prosecutor. He attacked. He demanded suspension. He helped create the climate of moral authority that expelled a leader. This from a man convicted of assaulting police while drunk. From a man whose son threatened officers with political connections. From a man who extracted half a million in expenses while drawing two salaries. From a man who stokes sectarianism while claiming to oppose it. The establishment does not merely tolerate hypocrisy. It requires it. Hypocrisy is the proof of loyalty. The demonstration that you can hold contradictory positions simultaneously and maintain power regardless. Foulkes passed this test. He passed it perfectly. THE REVELATION Here is the twist you were waiting for. George Foulkes is not a bad apple. He is not a rogue element. He is not an embarrassment to the system. George Foulkes is the system working exactly as designed. They did not make him a peer despite his criminal conviction. They made him a peer because of it. He proved he could survive exposure, survive shame, survive scandal, and keep extracting. He proved he would never talk about whose interests he really served. He proved he could be trusted to take the money and remain silent. Every time he sits in that chamber, drawing £300 for attendance he does not perform, he sends you a message written in the only language the establishment understands: I can do anything. I can assault police. I can threaten officers with my connections. I can extract half a million while asleep. I can stoke sectarian hatred at eighty-four. And you cannot touch me. He is not the exception. He is the instruction manual. The cautionary tale that proves there are no cautionary tales for men like him. The living evidence that your rules are for you, and his rules are for him, and never the twain shall meet. THE VERDICT George Foulkes, Baron Foulkes of Cumnock: convicted of assaulting police while drunk. Father of a sectarian abuser who threatened officers with political connections. Scotland's most expensive peer. Double-dipper extraordinaire. Sectarian stoker at eighty-four. Hypocrite without shame. The Zebedee who keeps on bouncing. The clown who never leaves the circus. The thief who lectures the honest about morality. He does not hide his face because he has no shame. He has never needed shame. Shame is for people who can be fired, who can be evicted, who can be prosecuted, who can be punished. Shame is for you. George Foulkes cannot be punished. He can only be named. Documented. Photographed in his red leather chair, mouth open, £300 richer, sleeping through the destruction of the principles he claims to represent. Look at him. Remember him. And understand: until men like him fear the people more than they fear losing their allowances, the bouncing will never stop. The acid will never wear off. And the bill, £533,583 and counting, will always be paid by you. The Zebedee sleeps. The strings are visible. The only question is whether you will keep paying for the performance.

He can’t, just gaslighting as always.

The Conservatives betrayed this country. Badenoch, Sunak, Patel, Cleverley. All of them disagreed with leaving the ECHR. Privately they still disagree. Never forgive. Never forget. 👇

I think they’ve scraped the bottom of the barrel so many times there is no bottom left to scrape!

A smorgasbord of classic Boeing jetliners. An energetic B737-200 used as an advertisement, followed by what appears to be the oldest operational B767-200, line no. 27. Aged 43, she was pipped 20 mins later by an inbound 1979, 47yo veteran B727-200. Just a normal day in Nairobi.

The Daily Mail has reported the Home Office uses psychological manipulation tactics to coerce families like Henry Nowak's to give statements that denounce division and preserve "community cohesion". I've been reporting on RICU for years. It is the nerve centre of two-tier policing. It controls newspaper front pages in the aftermath of terror attacks. It planned the "spontaneous" vigil after the Manchester Arena bombing. Here's everything you need to know about the British government's "Don't Look Back in Anger" department. You should be angry about what is being done to us. connortomlinson.substack.com…

So the next tanker will just go the long way round and remain in international waters. How about using our armed forces to stop the unfettered invasion of our country by undocumented individuals? Your job first and foremost is to protect us and our country. @Keir_Starmer

Sub human @LisaNandy who supports paedophilia, wants to control children on the internet (and adults via #DigitalID), while she DELIBERATELY IMPORTS RAPISTS AND PAEDOPHILES via Calais who are raping children. SICK BITCH! #BBCLauraK #BBCNews

You aren't winning and Thursday will prove it.

RT @The5th_estateUK: Alex Phillips knows Rupert Lowe more than most. Listen to her.

🚨 THE ULTIMATE WESTMINSTER COVER UP. Keir Starmer is desperately parading around a Russian oil tanker today to hide the absolute meltdown happening inside his own government. Two top defence ministers have just walked out in total disgust. Labour is offering a completely insulting 0.08 percent increase to our military budget by 2030. 🤡 They will happily bleed the working class dry to fund a spiralling welfare state and luxury migrant hotels. 💷 But when our brave armed forces need the basic kit to actually defend the realm, the establishment suddenly claims the treasury is empty. He is a total fraud playing global tough guy for the cameras while leaving Britain completely exposed. RT if you see right through this charade and demand we fully fund our military! 🇬🇧🔥

Can we be sure the count will be beyond reproach?

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Recycling Tory actors now too are we? 🤔😂 @RestoreBritain

Jeremy Clarkson dismantled Victoria Derbyshire at the farmers’ protest 🔥 She went straight for the BBC gotcha: “Didn’t you buy your farm to avoid inheritance tax?” Clarkson: “Classic BBC. I bought it to shoot. That’s even worse to you lot. Comes with the bonus of no IHT… but people like me can use trusts anyway. This tax hammers ordinary family farms that can’t.” Then when she asked where to get the money instead: “Fire the civil servants whose jobs you can’t even explain.” Spot on, Jeremy. Victoria wasn’t there to report, she was there to smear and defend Reeves’ disastrous raid on Britain’s farmers. BBC bias on full display x.com/triffic_stuff_/status/…

Little people of Mackelsfield, like the Tolpuddle Martyres your moment has come. For over a century you’ve paid the piper and taken the cost with no complaint. Now your country is looking to you to say no, enough is enough, you either vote Reform our last chance or write off UK.