HMS DEFENDER

Brilliant interview Dan, brilliant quote at the end there Jeff! 🤣🙏🇬🇧

The disgraced Pakistani Muslim mayor of London, who colluded with Keir Starmer to try and tarnish our Unite The Kingdom and the West rally in every way. Also sent these mass emails to Uni students ahead of our event. We get see everything you slippery little dipshit.

I wasn’t there in London yesterday. My body wouldn’t allow it anymore. So I watched it from a chair at home, a war pensioner staring at a screen, watching thousands march streets I once marched in uniform. And honestly… part of me wished I was there. Just to stand amongst ordinary British people again without feeling like loving your country has somehow become something shameful. Before the march had even begun they’d already made their minds up about them. Called them divisive. Dangerous. Extremists. Yet what I saw on that screen looked nothing like the picture being painted before the rally had even begun. I saw veterans. Families carrying Union Jacks. Working people. Pensioners. Young lads singing in the streets. Ordinary faces the media stopped understanding years ago. The police barriers stretched across London, creating sterile zones through the heart of the city, yet beyond them the streets felt alive again. You could feel it even through a screen. Flags moving like waves beneath grey skies. Crowds packed beneath the shadow of Parliament. Big Ben standing over it all like Britain itself was silently watching. And amongst all the chants, speeches and noise, one moment stayed with me more than any other. The prayer. For a few seconds the shouting disappeared and something older seemed to hang in the air above London. Not politics. Not parties. Something deeper than that. That’s what people are really fighting for. The feeling that the country they grew up loving is slowly slipping away while they’re told not to notice. The strange thing was they didn’t look angry to me. They looked united. Hopeful even. Like people remembering they were not alone. And sitting there watching it all unfold, I realised something. A nation rarely dies dramatically. It fades slowly when its own people become afraid to defend it. But yesterday proved something important. The old spirit is not dead yet. Not while thousands still march beneath the flag. Not while veterans still care about this country. Not while ordinary people still refuse to give up on Britain. And watching from home, I realised I was witnessing something deeper. People trying to hold onto a country they feel slowly slipping away.

Andy Burnham has consistently said that our future is with the EU. This is just code for rejoining. Wes Streeting is just being honest when he says he wants to rejoin - I salute the honesty. But the EU is dying and we should never rejoin.