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Listen to this Labour Peer, Baroness Ayesha Hazarika mocking grooming gangs on a radio show. This mouthy b!tch was nominated to the HOL by Keir Starmer just two years ago.

I was sexually abused from the age of 5. I still feel the hands on my skin. I still get night terrors. I still struggle with relationships and trusting others. But apparently the mass rape of little girls is just a joke to these leftist cretins.

Bill Gates says the merging of biometric digital ID, bank accounts and payment systems is needed to safely monitor people's health records, keeping tabs on farmers, and tackling "climate problems."

The grooming gangs’ scandal is one of the darkest moments in our country’s history. The independent national Inquiry will now begin its crucial work to uncover how these crimes were allowed to happen and root out failure wherever it occurred. There will be no hiding place for the predatory monsters who committed these vile crimes.

Remember when "the experts" urged you to wear a mask while swimming in the sea to prevent hospitals from being overwhelmed by a virus nobody even knew they had unless a fraudulent PCR test told them so? 🤡 And they wonder why public trust in both the media and "experts" has completely collapsed since the Covid era, with no likelihood of ever returning.

>be horse, 10,000 BC >thunder across the Eurasian steppes in massive herds >humans approach with spears >heart pounding >be cornered >they don't eat you >they offer grain and salt >be domesticated horse, 4000 BC >humans tie a cart to you and your friend >pull the cart around >every human that witnesses your work is amazed >your kind spreads across the world side by side with man >be warhorse, 2000 BC >you pull the chariots that decide empires >without your speed and power, no conquest, no trade routes >the Hittites, the Egyptians, the Mycenaeans >their glory rides on your legs >civilization is literally pulled forward under your power >be warhorse, 300BC >bigger and stronger than ever before >humans now ride on your back >be called Bucephalus >carry your master across the world >kingdoms fall under your hooves and your master's sword >hailed as the greatest of your kind to ever live >sire a legendary lineage that becomes the envy of the kingdoms of men >be warhorse, 44BC >so widespread and diverse that armies are made up of men and horses from thousands of miles apart >turn the tide of world-changing battles and maneuvers >roads your trod down will be used for millennia >history is carried forward on your back >be warhorse, 900 AD >armored head to hoof >steel in the field, genteel in the pasture >just like the master >you carry the men that bring news, help, honor, and leadership >you are the symbol and source of their status >civilization depends on you >be warhorse, 1683 AD >Islam lays siege to Vienna with all of Europe prostrate beyond >the city is desperate for relief >supplies are short and the underminers threaten the walls >3,000 men in winged armor ride on your back to the salvation of Christendom >Europe is literally saved by your turn of the tide >be standard horse, 1778 AD >15 years old >pretty unremarkable but notice loud noises don't bother you >be given away as a gift >owner already has another horse, but alright >he ends up liking you more because you don't care about noise >he starts riding you through a bunch of crowds making a ton of noise >become a famous symbol of the era and watch the British Empire surrender to your boss >America is literally born on your back >be workhorse, 1915 AD >drafted along with your master to fight for the king >pull ammunition carts from rail depots to guns >the machine-horses on tracks make your job easier because you don't have carry as much as far >eight million of your kind are killed to fight the war to end all wars >the war doesn't end war >the war ends your relationship with mankind >be horse, 1955 AD >nobody has use for you anymore >they've made smaller machine horses >they're cheaper to feed >they're easier to learn >they carry more weight >they take all of your jobs >be horse, 2026 AD >nobody cares about you anymore >you survive as a pet to young rich girls >sometimes she shows you off to an audience but you feel something is missing >your cousin runs races for gambling addicts >your brother sometimes pulls tourists around in New York >you heard of some horses that carry cops around but it sounds like folklore >there are more toys of your kind than actual horses