“In this special episode of the Sceptic, host Laurie Wastell brings together four different perspectives on the growing problem of Muslim sectarianism in Britain. Guy Dampier of the Prosperity Institute shows how Pakistani clan structures led to the grooming gangs; researcher Daniel Dieppe highlights how the London Borough of Tower Hamlets fell to Bangladeshi-Muslim electoral corruption; the Critic‘s Chris Bayliss looks at how state authorities responded to Birmingham’s banning of Israeli football fans; and journalist David Shipley and Laurie discuss what the Labour Government’s latest social cohesion plan shows about how it’s approaching multiculturalism’s pathologies.”
Now, being both totally disinterested, plus not interested in their internecine tribal warfare, the obvious question is who can nip it in the bud, from the City to the Sea? Which comes down to the council elections first, which should favour Reform in most cases, which means more of the same policies, with a lot of lip service to the contrary …
… or Restore, still a work in progress and many are still not “admitting it yet” except in conversation., certainly not in any official poll. That’s it for now on the first topic above, otherwise this post too will be stolen.
But on the Reform, Restore thing, it reminds me of one of those 70s skits on tele ... may have been Python, Two Ronnies, whatever ... and it had a couple at a restaurant table complaining bitterly to each other about the food, the service, the hygiene ... in a most amusing way.
Maitre D walks past their table and asks how everything is ... food, service etc.
"Lovely thanks."
"Super."
That's Reform, the Jim Jordan of Britain ... bitterly moaning but then does nothing to alter it. Now it's a fair criticism that Restore are in no position, currently, to take power and effect change but they're in a better place than Flip Flop Farage's "reed in the wind" "be nice to each in turn, in different company" policies ... the mark of mendacious politicians.
And so political debate and change goes on and on and on in Britain, nothing changing whilst we admire Ireland from afar ... with no one willing to stick the neck out and do a Lucy Connolly. More than me jobsworth, mate.














