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Sunday, 14 December 2025

Such a brutal contrast to the army of jumped-up little civil servants Rupert Lowe MP Tweets



In A recent Tweet MP Rupert Lowe has stated the following , Concerning the Useless and the Useful in society.

Out and about on a Saturday morning, seeing window cleaners up first thing getting on with the job. Plumbers and electricians starting work. Cafe owners, opening for a busy day. Publicans, preparing for the weekend Christmas rush.

Such a brutal contrast to the army of jumped-up little civil servants and politicians in Whitehall who have already clocked off the Christmas - the ones who implement the tax, devise the nonsense regulations, make the life of small business owners absolute hell. They don't care about dividend tax rises, or VAT thresholds, or IR35, or mountains of bullshit HR rules. They don't understand, they don't care. Comfortable work environments, absolutely zero accountability, total job security, great pensions, no targets. Nobody EVER gets fired. The out of office reply in regular use, of course. Work from home a few days a week. Maybe head in for drinks once a week, but that's at a stretch. Don't even try and contact them past 15.00 on a Thursday. These busy little bureaucrats have embedded themselves into the system, building it so that their own pompous role seems irreplaceable. Honestly we need to drag these people into the real world. The world of Saturday morning work. Weekend work. ANY WORK. Freeloaders gliding through life on the back of productive Britain. I'm with the cafe owner. The publican. The window cleaner. The plumber. The electrician. THEY deserve our respect and our gratitude. They're the ones who make this country work, not the pretentious empire-building desk-jockey in central London.

A total reset is required."

When Enoch Powell Nearly Killed Nick Griffin

 

When Enoch Powell Nearly Killed Nick Griffin by Nick Griffin

My Career, Current Affairs - and a Near Miss Anecdote

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A Conservative Womans Review of the Week



A Conservative Womans Review of the Week

Kathy Gyngell

Editor, TCW Defending Freedom


 THIS was going to be a calm and unemotional review of my TCW week. That was my plan. Until I realised the full enormity of the return of the mask maniacs – more alarming even than Roger Watson’s early alert on Monday. Each day the MSM's ‘superflu’ hype and scaremongering has gone up a gear. All the hallmarks of highly co-ordinated campaign, it struck me – accompanied by non-stop mask-wearing appeals. Back to a future of the covid hysteria that drove lockdown in the spring of 2020.

I won't disguise it. They have learnt nothing and it alarmed me. To the extent of putting aside other work I needed to do (on TCW’s Christmas schedule) in order to go to war on X. A waste of time, you might say. But I just haven't been able to read the onslaught of pro-mask propaganda and stay silent. I almost felt a desperation to get the facts out there – all the negative facts on masks, on the science and the psychology – everything we'd researched and reported on TCW over the lockdown years. I had, at least, to try and get them out there again; duty-bound to challenge as politely as I could the sheer idiocy and ignorance of the 'Big Brother' flu scaremongers, mask pushers and shamers.

It’s been a test of my civility. I was hard put to retain my cool when I saw that the dangerously silly Kate Garraway of Good Morning Britain had asked schools minister Georgia Gould whether the government would consider implementing face masks for students in schools. How could she? No! I shouted back.
But I fear I have been whistling in the wind
It's demoralising. (I come to that later.) All that work done by Gary Sidley and UsForThem on behalf of children, all our own reporting on the issue and it has had no impact at all it seems on either doctors or MSM broadcasters.
Will any naysayers in or around government dare speak up or will they be silenced all over again? Are we going to have to wait after the event again before any MSM outlet admits masks are useless, that it is terrible to stop children singing, let alone calling them out them for what they really are – a form of social control?

Getting back into positive territory, I thought there's one place where I bet my bottom dollar I won't be seeing masks worn. At the Whitehall ‘Unite the Kingdom’ carol service (yesterday, after I wrote this article). There's no way muscular Christians or choirs of Gospel singers will be stopped from singing. Look out for my report tomorrow or Tuesday.
But how predictable was that response from the ‘coalition of the woke' to putting the 'Christ back into Christmas' celebration? I am referring to the coalition of denominations including the Church of England, Baptist Union of Great Britain, Methodist Church and United Reformed Church’ who instead of endorsing this need have attacked it.
I'd laugh if it wasn't so sad. In the few days they have bombarded local churches with a hastily put together ‘rapid response’ resource pack, encouraging prayers, sermons, and actions on December 14 (the day after the event) not to promote the Christian faith but to address what they label 'Christian nationalism' and the 'co-option of Christmas for a nationalist agenda'.
The joke is that it is the threat to their woke Christian politics that has prompted this meltdown. A W Edensdale’s brilliant spoof on the C of E’s response gets it in one. That 'unspeakable bounder Tommy Robinson' has had the audacity to walk into their preserve! If you haven't yet read you must. It is brilliant! This is my favourite line from it: ‘One of the bishops was openly sobbing while her wife did her best to console her.’ Many a true word spoke in jest, as one BTL commentator opined. Quite so. But this fading church just doesn't get it. The former Queen's Chaplain, Gavin Ashenden, does. He has promised to share his thoughts with us on the C of E’s panicked, defensive 'We open our Christian arms to all asylum seekers' response. Look out for it. Every boatload of them where you're hard put to find even one fleeing refugee mother and baby.
I am left once again at the end of the week wondering what other site can boast a stable of such courageous, perspicacious and talented writers as we have at TCW or that delivers that rare combination of humour (Ellwood and McKibbin as well as Edensdale) and cutting-edge analysis and reportage (Jupp, Newsome, Walsh, Jalife, Watson, Hodgkinson – naming just some). Compared with even a few years ago, whenever I read the latest iniquity I am spoilt for choice as to who to ask for comment. When I read the Telegraph's report on the Sandie Peggie judgment last week I turned to Daniel Jupp. I wrote: 'We are all being bullied into submitting not just to unreason but forced to tolerate it, like children being forced to watch terrifying drag queens telling stories,' and asked ‘Why are they doing this to us? Are there any historical precedents of such forced depravity?’
As ever, Daniel cut through to the core of it: 'I think it’s deliberate demoralisation. Hit them with so much of this stuff, destroy the family, and you get an atomised individual who won’t fight back. It’s the psychological equivalent of pummelling people until they curl up into a ball . . . then saying “endorse any absurdity we tell you to, and we will stop hitting you". It works as a control mechanism. As for historical precedent, the closest would probably be the more decadent Roman Emperors like late Tiberius, Nero and Heliogabalus and how Romans had to ignore their depravity in order to survive their rule.'
If you haven’t yet read his analysis of the absurdity of the Peggie ruling that this correspondence prompted, setting out absurdity that we are meant to buy into, please do. It's here.
Labour’s cynical decision to appoint a Labour peer to chair their already defunct National Grooming Gang Inquiry is more of the same thing. Yet another two fingers up to the victims while the perps and their public sector conspirators go about their business. Pushed into the long grass – it will take another three years, if we believe that. So not urgent. And we are meant to suck it up.

Yes, Daniel is right: it is all designed to demoralise us. But we have to refuse to be! There is a straightforward response, Gustavo Jalife reminded me in an email this week. Fight, fight, fight. We will!

But, and it's a big but, doing this effectively requires your help. We need TCW to reach many more people for starters – so please encourage anyone you know to sign up to our free daily newsletter here. Tell them it's far better reading than the Spectator that they have to pay for! We publish at least 150 articles a month on a whole range of topics, plus readers’ letters, and offer the chance to comment free of charge. Secondly we still need more of you to commit to a regular donation, however small, to make our finances more secure. We are a very frugal site with a small team running on much voluntary effort, but our essential costs leave an empty bank account at the end of every month. It is a stress I could do without. Even £2 or £3 a month would help us. I know times are very tough, which is why we won't go behind a paywall. I think we give stunning value!

Once again a big thank you to all those who already do donate regularly and a reminder to other readers that we rely on your donations to keep publishing our 'free to read' daily TCW as we are still cancelled by Google. Please, if you can, consider supporting us with a one off or monthly donation.

Finally – please get friends to sign up to our daily email which sends you our latest articles every day. It is free! The sign-up box is here.

Best wishes,

Kathy 

Saturday, 13 December 2025

Forever Chemicals” - Corporate Poison

 


“Forever Chemicals” - Corporate Poison

PFAS behind the surge in many deadly diseases by Nick Griffin

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If you saw the 2019 movie Dark Waters, you may have thought that the court victory by Mark Ruffalo’s crusading lawyer character was the end of the matter, and that DuPont’s “forever chemicals” corporate poisons were just a problem for the one small town of Parkersburg.

The case was brought against the chemical giant for contaminating water supplies in West Virginia, causing cattle deaths and cancer clusters among locals. It ended in 2017 with a $671mn payout for about 3,500 plaintiffs.

Despite that settlement, however, the question of “forever chemicals” is very far from settled. Poisoning by perfluoroalkyl and polyfluoroalkyl is a huge and still unaddressed scandal. Usually known by the initials PFAS, these chemicals are aa clear and present danger to millions of Americans.

There are now more than 13,000 unique PFAS chemicals, but the first of their kind was invented in 1938. A young DuPont chemist named Roy Plunkett was researching new refrigerants when he accidentally created a new compound, a slippery substance to which nothing would stick.

The product involved a spine of carbon atoms with fluorine atoms attached, and it took off immediately. Promptly named Teflon, by1945 it was being used in military applications to coat valves and seals. Soon it found wider industrial uses, from protecting cables to coating the hulls of ships.

French engineer Marc Gregoire spotted the potential for cookware in 1954 and created Tefal non-stick pans. More and more uses were then found for the chemicals. They make fabrics waterproof, stop stains on furniture and carpets, prevent butter seeping through its wrappers, make mascara resistant to tears and strengthen toilet paper. These days, PFAS do everything from protecting your IPhone touch screen to stopping paper plates going soggy. They are even found in children’s toys and in condoms.

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The health dangers posed by at least some PFAS were known long before real life attorney Robert Bilott won his victory for the victims of Parkersburg. Two of the most notorious forever chemicals are PFOA and PFOS, which were used in nonstick cookware, firefighting foam, and many waterproof textiles. Both were deemed hazardous by the EPA and were phased out in the U.S. nearly twenty years ago.

But thousands of other PFAS are still in production and, in any case, the name “forever chemicals” sums up how they remain in the environment even after production ceases.

Lingering in water, soil and air, they find their way into drinking water and the food chain. They build up in human blood and organs, and could be even more harmful than microplastics.

Forever chemicals are ubiquitous and most Americans interact with them intimately on a daily basis. According to data collected by The Center for Disease Control and Prevention, they are floating around inside you, right now.

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Furthermore, despite the bans on a few of the most obviously dangerous, the odds are that you are increasing your dose every single day.

A recent USGS report estimates that 45 percent of the country’s tap water contains PFAS. A 2023 study of PFAS exposure through skin, undertaken at the UK’s University of Birmingham, found “PFAS can indeed transfer from environmental media (like indoor dust) into skin fluids (like sweat and oils) and become available for absorption through the skin into the bloodstream.” This raises the likelihood that PFAS in sports clothes such as jogging or yoga pants could absorb directly into the bloodstream.

As for food “If we’re talking about eating food off paper plates that contain PFAS, for instance, your exposure risks are pretty high because PFAS can absorb into food from plates,” warns environmental researcher Ammi Borenstein, pointing to a 2022 study published on Science Direct.

So why does it matter? Studies link PFAS exposure to a host of serious health problems: A 2023 study published in eBioMedicine found links between PFAS exposure and thyroid cancer.

PFOA is associated with six diseases: kidney cancer, testicular cancer, thyroid disease, high cholesterol, pre-eclampsia, and ulcerative colitis.

Some PFAS are suspected hormone disrupters and carcinogens, with links to obesity, high blood pressure, fertility issues and cancers of the breast, thyroid and testicles.

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Faced with the overwhelming evidence that PFAS are extremely dangerous, lawmakers around the world are finally taking action.

The EU has lowered permitted levels in drinking water and is considering a total ban. The US Environmental Protection Agency in the US is recommending legally enforceable drinking limits and introducing better testing in wastewater, landfill run-off and fish tissue.

From next year, California will forbid the sale of most textiles with PFAS; New York will restrict them in apparel; and Colorado will ban them in furniture and ski wax. Similar laws are pending or approved in many other states.

In addition, there are now thousands of U.S. lawsuits targeting major chemical companies over PFAS. Some of these may secure justice for some of the victims in due course but, for many Americans, it will be too late.

Meanwhile, the problem continues to get worse. Waiting for government or corporations to act is dangerous folly. Check out what you can do to at least cut the risks to you and your family.

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Note to British readers: This is the SECOND part of a series on the corporate poisoning of the USA. I wrote these for the American Free Press but most of this shocking catalogue of big business greed is all too relevent here at home as well. Apologies for the US spellings. Here’s the first part, in case you missed it:

Thursday, 11 December 2025

They still don’t understand what’s happening

 They still don’t understand what’s happening.

By Andrew Torba 

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For decades—generations, really—they controlled everything that mattered. They controlled the universities and the publishing houses. They controlled Hollywood and the news media. They controlled the HR departments and the professional associations. They built an entire infrastructure of acceptable opinion, a vast machine designed to manufacture consent and punish dissent. Anyone who stepped outside the approved boundaries found themselves unemployed, unpublished, and unpersoned. The system worked beautifully for a long time. It created the illusion of consensus, the feeling that “everyone” agreed on certain fundamental premises, and that only cranks and bigots thought otherwise.

That all ends now. Now we’re tearing the whole thing down, brick by brick, and we’re doing it with joy in our hearts and laughter on our lips. They built their tower of Babel, and God is scattering them once again—this time using shitposters and podcasters and ordinary men who simply refused to be afraid anymore.

Their primary weapon was never force. It was shame. The entire regime of control rested on a simple mechanism: if you said certain things, if you noticed certain patterns, if you asked certain questions, you would be called a name. And that name be it racist, sexist, antisemite, homophobe, fascist, Nazi—would function as a mark of Cain. It would follow you. It would cost you your job, your friends, your reputation. The word didn’t need to be accurate. It didn’t need to be fair. It just needed to be feared.

For seventy years, this worked. Men who saw the truth kept silent because they feared the consequences of speaking. They watched their countries transformed, their cultures degraded, their children propagandized and they said nothing, because saying something meant losing everything. The regime didn’t need gulags or secret police. It had something more effective: social death administered by whisper campaigns and HR departments.

But then something shifted. Maybe it was the sheer absurdity of watching them call everything racist until the word meant nothing. Maybe it was the internet allowing dissidents to find each other and realize they weren’t alone. Maybe it was the regime overplaying its hand so badly during COVID that millions of normal people suddenly understood that the experts were liars and the institutions were corrupt. Whatever the cause, the result is undeniable: the spell is broken.

They called us racists. We shrugged and said, “Define your terms.” They couldn’t, because “racist” had devolved into meaning “any white person who doesn’t hate himself.” So we stopped caring.

They called us antisemites. We opened our Bibles and read aloud. We quoted the Church Fathers. We pointed out that Jesus Himself called certain people a “synagogue of Satan.” Were they going to call the Son of God an antisemite?

They called us fascists, Nazis, white supremacists. We laughed, because we knew they used those words for anyone to the right of Mitt Romney. The terms had been so overused, so weaponized against so many obviously normal people, that they’d become meaningless. Calling someone a Nazi used to end the conversation. Now it just tells us you’ve run out of arguments.

They reached into their bag of magic words—the incantations that had controlled public discourse for three generations—and found that the words no longer worked. The names that once destroyed careers now merely identify who the regime fears most. Being called a “Christian Nationalist” by the New York Times is now a badge of honor, a sign that you’re over the target. We embrace it and own it.

The regime didn’t just control language; it constructed an entire mythology. A set of stories about history, about human nature, about progress and equality and the arc of justice. These myths were taught in every school, reinforced by every movie, assumed by every journalist. They formed the background radiation of American life—invisible, omnipresent, unquestionable.

But myths only survive as long as people believe them. And belief is crumbling.

They told us that diversity is our strength. They repeated it so often it became a catechism, a creed that every corporation and government agency recited without thought. But when we asked for evidence—when we pointed to the social trust studies, the crime statistics, the educational outcomes, the simple observation that every diverse society in history has been riven by conflict—they had no answer except to call us names. The diversity myth survives not because it’s true, but because questioning it is forbidden. And we no longer respect that prohibition.

They told us that America is a proposition nation—that anyone from anywhere can become “just as American” as the descendants of the Pilgrims simply by reciting an oath and receiving a piece of paper. We read what the actual Founders wrote. We discovered that the Naturalization Act of 1790 restricted citizenship to “free white persons of good character.” We learned that the Founders explicitly understood America as a nation for a particular people with a particular heritage. The “proposition nation” myth was invented in the twentieth century to justify the demographic transformation of the country. It has no basis in history, and we refuse to pretend otherwise.

They told us that the melting pot was working and that all these disparate peoples from every corner of the globe would eventually blend into one harmonious American identity. We looked around at the actual country: the ethnic enclaves that persist for generations, the bilingual ballots and multilingual government services, the racial grievance industry that grows larger every year, the open hatred directed at the historic American people by those who replaced them. The melting pot is a lie. It never worked, and it was never meant to work. It was a story told to keep the native population docile while their country was stolen from under them.

They told us we had no right to our own nations and that it was somehow immoral for European peoples to have homelands, even as every other group on earth was encouraged to celebrate its identity and preserve its territory. They told us that white people wanting to exist as a distinct people with our own countries was uniquely evil, while every other form of ethnic solidarity was beautiful and virtuous. We noticed the double standard. We refused to accept it. We are taking our countries back, and we don’t care how many think-pieces they write about the “dangers of white identity.”

One by one, every myth they constructed is being demolished:

The myth of equality the idea that all people and all groups are interchangeable, that any differences in outcome must be the result of oppression—is exposed as a weapon wielded against competence and excellence. Equality was never a description of reality; it was a tool for revolution, used to tear down every hierarchy and institution that stood in the way of those who wanted power.

The myth of progress the notion that history moves inexorably toward greater freedom, greater tolerance, greater enlightenment is revealed as a descent into barbarism. They call it progress when children are mutilated in the name of gender ideology. They call it progress when marriage is redefined and the family is destroyed. They call it progress when every form of degeneracy is celebrated while virtue is mocked. We see clearly now: their “progress” is the road to hell, and we’re getting off.

The myth of neutrality the pretense that secular liberalism represents some kind of fair, neutral ground on which all worldviews can compete equally—is unmasked as anti-Christian hatred wearing a procedural costume. There is no neutrality. Every society is organized around ultimate commitments. The question is never whether we’ll have a public religion, but which religion will be established. Their “neutral” liberalism turns out to be an aggressive faith that demands total submission and brooks no rivals. We see it for what it is now, and we reject it utterly.

The myth of “hate” the claim that any preference for your own, any attachment to your own heritage, any resistance to your own replacement, constitutes a moral failing called “hatred”—is shown to be nothing more than unapproved love. They don’t actually object to in-group preference; they celebrate it in every group except one. Their “anti-hate” crusade is simply a way to disarm one particular people while everyone else organizes along ethnic lines. We refuse to unilaterally disarm. We love our own, and we will not apologize for it.

Here’s what truly baffles them, what they cannot wrap their minds around: we’re having the time of our lives.

They expected us to be angry, bitter, consumed by resentment. They expected the weight of their attacks to demoralize us, to grind us down, to make us retreat into sullen silence. Instead, we’re laughing. We’re making memes. We’re building communities. We’re raising families. We’re going to church and growing in faith. We’re more alive than we’ve ever been.

They made a crucial miscalculation. They thought their disapproval still mattered to us. They thought the threat of being called names would keep us in line. But once you stop caring about the opinions of people who hate you and once you realize that their approval was never available to you anyway and that nothing you could ever do would satisfy them: something magical happens. You become free.

And freedom is joyful.

We spent years, many of us spent decades, living under the weight of their manufactured shame. We bit our tongues at family gatherings. We self-censored at work. We watched what we said online. We lived in fear of the social consequences of speaking truth. And it was exhausting. It was soul-crushing. It made us weak and anxious and compliant.

Those days are over.

Now we get to say what we actually think, out loud, and discover that millions of people agree with us. Now we get to watch the regime’s narratives collapse in real time, as normies wake up to truths we’ve understood for years. Now we get to build something new—real friendships, real communities, real institutions—on the foundation of shared truth rather than shared lies.

This isn’t grim duty. This isn’t angry resentment. This is the joy of a man let out of prison. This is the exhilaration of speaking freely after a lifetime of enforced silence. This is the deep satisfaction of finding your people, your tribe, your brothers—men who see what you see and refuse to pretend otherwise.

They spent years making us afraid of them. Now the fear runs in the other direction. They’re the ones writing panicked articles about the “rise of Christian Nationalism.” They’re the ones holding emergency conferences about the “threat to democracy.” They’re the ones whose voices tremble when they talk about what’s happening.

They’re terrified, and they should be.

We, meanwhile, are laughing. Because watching their system of control crumble is genuinely, deeply, hilariously funny.

Let’s talk about long-term trends for a moment.

They have no children. Not really. Oh, some of them have a child—singular—usually after delaying parenthood until their late thirties, usually raised by daycare workers and public school teachers and iPad algorithms. But their fertility rates are catastrophically below replacement. They are quite literally dying out.

We have families. Large ones. We believe children are a blessing, not a burden. We homeschool and disciple and raise the next generation to carry on after we’re gone. Every year, there are more of us and fewer of them. Time is on our side.

They have no faith. They have nothing to die for and therefore nothing to live for. They fill the void with politics and consumption and therapy and prescription drugs. They worship themselves and wonder why they’re miserable. Their spiritual emptiness is written on their faces and evident in their despair.

We have Christ. We have a King who conquered death and promises us eternal life. We have a purpose that transcends politics and outlasts nations. We have a hope that cannot be taken from us by any power on earth. Our faith makes us strong, and their lack of faith makes them weak.

They have no vision for the future. Their entire program is negative: tear down the past, deconstruct everything, abolish every distinction, celebrate every transgression. But they cannot build. They can only destroy. Their vision of the future is a gray, atomized, medicated wasteland of interchangeable consumer-units supervised by bureaucrats and algorithms.

We have a civilization to rebuild. We have a heritage to reclaim. We have a people to preserve and a future to secure for our children and grandchildren. We know what we’re building toward, and we’re willing to work for generations to achieve it.

Every institution they captured is failing. The universities are hemorrhaging credibility. The media is bleeding subscribers. The mainline churches they converged are empty. Their demographic base is shrinking. Their coalition is fragmenting. Their ideological hegemony is collapsing.

They have nothing left but the names they call us. And those names have lost their power.

So let them write their articles. Let them post their warnings. Let them hold their panel discussions about the “threat” we pose. Let them call us every name in their shrinking arsenal.

We’re not listening anymore.

We’re over here building parallel institutions and raising strong families. We’re planting churches and winning school board elections. We’re networking with our brothers and preparing for the long struggle ahead. We’re reading old books and rediscovering ancient wisdom. We’re lifting weights and learning skills and becoming men our ancestors would be proud of.

And yes, we’re laughing. We’re enjoying the memes and the camaraderie and the sheer absurdity of watching a dying regime flail against the inevitable. We’re having fun, because why wouldn’t we? God is on His throne. History is turning. The future belongs to those who show up for it.

Their world is ending. Ours is just beginning.

Let them rage into the void. We have work to do—and we’re going to enjoy every minute of it.

Andrew Torba
CEO, Gab AI Inc

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