Brussels Bombing Brings Out Islamo-Agitprops

Muselmaniac yelling ‘Palestine’ in the middle of memorial in Brussels

And all of these EUnuchs are standing around pretending not to see anything.  The corrupt media, calling for ‘unity’ and to ‘stop the hatred’ don’t dare to report on this. If only one of these emasculated bystanders had the guts to do what needs to be done we would never hear the end of it.

In yet another account of complete disrespect for victims of the Brussels bombings, a man stood on an Israeli flag in the middle of the Brussels memorial, and started yelling ‘Palestine’.

On the first day a Muslim woman was filmed removing the Israeli flag in broad daylight, and a picture spread that showed two man smiling while standing on the Israeli flag in the middle of the memorial while holding the Palestinian flag.–Liveleak

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    (Dear Reader, have you not had enough of the beguiling double-talk that our leaders have refined to an art-form?………let us speak plainly then, to my essay “What Will You Do”)


    You were warned Britain.

    You were warned Europe.

    You were warned as you turned your backs on your countries and sold the same to the communist dictators in Brussels, the same dictators who now rule and destroy your nations with fists of iron, with the choking, strangling totalitarian fists of quintessential absolute rule. And now, defenceless and impotent, you watch as the Leftist handmaiden, the Muslim, a sickening group of pedophiles and fanatical lunatics, smears the filth and vulgarity of its Islam on your beloved countries.

    You deserve nothing less for as you abandoned the toil of countless generations, as you abandoned the gifts of your forefathers, gifts paid for with their very lives, as you abandoned providential favour, so too shall you be abandoned.

    Britain and many European countries; you have been abandoned by your monarchy, but could you expect any less as it was you who abandoned your monarchy? Now kings and queens, self indulgent, indifferent paper tigers each and every one, watch from the ramparts as their wretched subjects are made fodder and grist for Muslim meatgrinders.

    You have been abandoned by your politicians who now serve new masters. Politicians who now are little more than panhandling monkeys rattling tin-cups for their organ grinding Muslim masters. Duplicitous little monkeys whose rattling echoes now violate the hallways once haunted by great men and women, mocking rattles that now drown out the echoes of the uplifting, of the commanding voices of Churchill, of Enoch Powell, of Disreali, of Victoria, of Elizabeth, of Wellington, of Nelson, of those souls who swore an oath through glorious song;

    “The nations, not so blest as thee, must, in their turns, to tyrants fall; While thou shalt flourish great and free, the dread and envy of them all. “Rule, Britannia! rule the waves: “Britons never will be slaves.”……….

    You have been abandoned by virtually every one of your law enforcement agencies, agencies whose members tongues now provide, at the shrieking, shrill Muslim beck and call, cleaning services for every Muslim ass and boot tip. As if that were not enough whilst they clean the arses of Muslims in your ears rings the screams of your defenseless women and daughters as they are gang raped, molested and pimped by your grunting drooling Muhammadan masters. Oh how these Muhammadans must wet their pants with peals of laughter, laughing and giggling as, at their disposal for their violent and grotesque sexual pleasures are your wives, your sisters, your daughters and your children, a virtual Islamic meat-market

    You have been abandoned by your intelligence agencies who can now do nothing but tell you of your impending fate; a dirty little secret, that you and your families are about to be butchered at the leisure and pleasure of Islamic animals. How rich.

    You have been abandoned by your Judiciary who, on wings of black from the very pinnacle of sneering arrogance, render verbose Judicial lunacy, vomitous drivel the very definition of treason and sedition, all whilst ignoring mountains of evidence and your criminal code in favor of the madness of leftist political correctness, turning mass murderers and mad dogs loose amongst you, and you do nothing, still you do nothing.

    You have been abandoned by legions of professors and school masters who carve up and destroy the minds of your children and then with the little that is left over of your precious gifts, they poison that with liberal leftist Islamic rhetoric turning your children into traitors with a seething hatred of themselves, their country and their magnificent heritage.

    You have been abandoned by your clergy as these grasping little clerics, loathed by God himself, Archbishop’s Welby and Williams, hike their robes and offer England’s collective soul to be sodomized by the filthy hoards of those dusky hued animals; illiterate, base, verminous, savage and barbaric Muslims, animals who seek the sexual favours of toddlers and domestic livestock. How utterly sickened the Christ must be to watch such a mocking scene from on high, but alas, were there any two little worms who were more deserving of the fate more than Beckett, it is these two clowns. Yet still, your blindness compounds your ignorance, compounds your cowardice; still you allow them the destruction of your nations soul.

    And to all of this what will you do? What will you do as the laughter of the Muslim rings off the rooftops of mosques from Melilla to Madrid to Medina to Mecca to Montreal and every place in between?

    What will you do as Western civilized democratic societies, the greatest success story in the history of Mankind, are turned into catch basins for waves upon waves of human garbage, Humanity’s lowest common denominator, a precious gift from the Middle East and Africa, as the Third-World flushes its emigration toilet? What will you do?

    Will you arm yourselves? Will you find the courage God gave you? Will you find your spines and your Manhood? Will you rise to defend your women and your children? Will you rise in honour of your ancestor’s blood soaked gift of freedom?

    Will you arm yourselves and walk over those aforementioned cowards who have abandoned you? Will you appeal to the decency of military men to rally among themselves and form battalions loyal to England, loyal to their countries, loyal to that which birthed and nourished them and not to those treasonous bootlickers in the Parliaments who call themselves your political representatives, your political masters?

    Will you arm yourselves and arrest and put to trial those law enforcement officers and officials who ignore the boundless criminality of the Muslim? And then will you have the courage to execute the sentences you have passed on those treasonous officers and officials who have done your nations such harm?

    Will you arm yourselves, kick down the courthouse doors and arrest the Judiciary and the cancerous legal industry whose actions, the very manifest definition of treason and sedition, seek to protect the Muslim, seek to turn loose the Muslim mass murderers among your women and children, seek to turn predators loose on your streets? Will you set these destroyers of your nations before military tribunals to account for their crimes?

    Will you arm yourselves and take back your streets, your schools, your businesses, your places of worship, your law courts and your Parliaments from the Muslim? Will you have the courage to remove every single vestige, every last shred of Islam, every last Muslim from the shores of England, from every corner of Europe?

    Will you have the courage to remove every single mosque, the virtual monuments to filth and lunacy, virtual monuments to your humiliation, from your cities and towns and resolve that never again will you allow animals to build their dens of treasonous, genocidal, mass murderous ideology on British soil, on the fertile soil of Europe?

    Will you, brick by vulgar brick, dismantle every minaret, minarets from which blares the sound of your present and future, which blares the requiem mass of Western civilization?

    Will you do this, all of this so that peace and quiet will settle once more on those lands “that Freemen till” ?

    What will you do England……?

    What will you do Europe…..?

    What will you do?

    Don Laird
    Alberta, Canada

    Post Script:

    I am reminded of the words of one of my very favorite poets, Victorian Poet Laureate, Alfred Lord Tennyson, as he pondered “You ask me Why”

    You Ask Me, Why, Tho’ Ill at Ease

    You ask me, why, tho’ ill at ease, within this region I subsist, whose spirits falter in the mist, and languish for the purple seas.

    It is the land that freemen till, that sober-suited Freedom chose, the land, where girt with friends or foes, a man may speak the thing he will;

    A land of settled government, a land of just and old renown, where Freedom slowly broadens down from precedent to precedent;

    Where faction seldom gathers head, but by degrees to fullness wrought, the strength of some diffusive thought hath time and space to work and spread.

    Should banded unions persecute opinion, and induce a time, when single thought is civil crime, and individual freedom mute;

    Tho’ Power should make from land to land the name of Britain trebly great, tho’ every channel of the State should fill and choke with golden sand—

    Yet waft me from the harbour-mouth, Wild wind! I seek a warmer sky, and I will see before I die; the palms and temples of the South.

    -Alfred Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Victorian England

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