A 17 year old girl offered a lad a lift. That's it. That's her whole crime. Being kind. He got in. Then three more climbed in after him.
FOR SIX HOURS, police say, they raped her. Over and over. Driving her round Sydney in her own car like she was a thing, not a child.
Then they dumped her back in the driver's seat and walked off like they'd done nothing. She's SEVENTEEN and she has to live with this for the rest of her life.
That's one of them being marched out of a house in cuffs. The only one of the four old enough to be named. The rest hide behind their age. They were 14, 16 and 18.
Listen to the family screaming at the police. Why are you arresting him. Why him. Shut your mouth, don't say a word. Not one of them screaming for her.
Here's what police say happened, because it's worse than people know.
Half five on a Sunday. Liverpool Westfield, southwest Sydney. A 16 year old she'd never met starts chatting, all friendly, follows her to her car and talks his way in and while he's allegedly attacking her, police say he's on a video call to the others. Filming it. Sending it round. Calling them in.
So no, this wasn't something that just got out of hand. They were watching, allegedly, before they even turned up.
He asks for a lift to a park. She says yes, thinking he'll get out when they arrive. He doesn't. Two more are waiting. A fourth pulls up in another car. And then, police allege, they took control of her own car and drove her round the suburbs while it carried on.
The detective leading the case didn't hold back. She said it beggars belief that men would act this way over six hours and then the line that sticks. In all those six hours, not one of them stopped and said to the others, this is wrong. Not once.
Six hours. Till half eleven at night, when they allegedly left her in the car and walked off. She rang a mate, who drove her to the police station and this is the part that should make people sit up.
That girl, after all of that, gave police a detailed statement over several days. The detective called it the strength of the victim. She is the reason they had the evidence at all. She handed them the case.
Look at the charges if you think it's being overblown.
The 16 year old on his own faces 24 of them. Nine counts of sexual intercourse without consent. The 14 year old, ten more.
A dedicated unit, Strike Force Dungannon, was set up to chase it down and they didn't rush it for a headline. They waited SIX MONTHS to arrest the two older ones, quietly building the case so it would hold.
The moment they knew they could throw the book at them, they moved. When they did, they needed the riot squad to get them out of the houses and none of it happened last week. This was December 2024.
That girl has carried it for over a year already. And it's only grinding through court now, in 2026. Still going. Still not done. She's still waiting.
She was kind for thirty seconds. They took six hours and the rest of her life for it. Four of them. One girl and over a year on, she's STILL waiting for justice to catch up.
That's the world we're handing our daughters.
So remember her. Because the system already wants you to forget and ask yourself what kind of country leaves a child waiting this long.
https://x.com/Banksycat/status/2071929890350280850?s=20
FOR SIX HOURS, police say, they raped her. Over and over. Driving her round Sydney in her own car like she was a thing, not a child.
Then they dumped her back in the driver's seat and walked off like they'd done nothing. She's SEVENTEEN and she has to live with this for the rest of her life.
That's one of them being marched out of a house in cuffs. The only one of the four old enough to be named. The rest hide behind their age. They were 14, 16 and 18.
Listen to the family screaming at the police. Why are you arresting him. Why him. Shut your mouth, don't say a word. Not one of them screaming for her.
Here's what police say happened, because it's worse than people know.
Half five on a Sunday. Liverpool Westfield, southwest Sydney. A 16 year old she'd never met starts chatting, all friendly, follows her to her car and talks his way in and while he's allegedly attacking her, police say he's on a video call to the others. Filming it. Sending it round. Calling them in.
So no, this wasn't something that just got out of hand. They were watching, allegedly, before they even turned up.
He asks for a lift to a park. She says yes, thinking he'll get out when they arrive. He doesn't. Two more are waiting. A fourth pulls up in another car. And then, police allege, they took control of her own car and drove her round the suburbs while it carried on.
The detective leading the case didn't hold back. She said it beggars belief that men would act this way over six hours and then the line that sticks. In all those six hours, not one of them stopped and said to the others, this is wrong. Not once.
Six hours. Till half eleven at night, when they allegedly left her in the car and walked off. She rang a mate, who drove her to the police station and this is the part that should make people sit up.
That girl, after all of that, gave police a detailed statement over several days. The detective called it the strength of the victim. She is the reason they had the evidence at all. She handed them the case.
Look at the charges if you think it's being overblown.
The 16 year old on his own faces 24 of them. Nine counts of sexual intercourse without consent. The 14 year old, ten more.
A dedicated unit, Strike Force Dungannon, was set up to chase it down and they didn't rush it for a headline. They waited SIX MONTHS to arrest the two older ones, quietly building the case so it would hold.
The moment they knew they could throw the book at them, they moved. When they did, they needed the riot squad to get them out of the houses and none of it happened last week. This was December 2024.
That girl has carried it for over a year already. And it's only grinding through court now, in 2026. Still going. Still not done. She's still waiting.
She was kind for thirty seconds. They took six hours and the rest of her life for it. Four of them. One girl and over a year on, she's STILL waiting for justice to catch up.
That's the world we're handing our daughters.
So remember her. Because the system already wants you to forget and ask yourself what kind of country leaves a child waiting this long.
https://x.com/Banksycat/status/2071929890350280850?s=20
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A 17 year old girl offered a lad a lift. That's it. That's her whole crime. Being kind. He got in. Then three more climbed in after him.
FOR SIX HOURS, police say, they raped her. Over and over. Driving her round Sydney in her own car like she was a thingβ¦
FOR SIX HOURS, police say, they raped her. Over and over. Driving her round Sydney in her own car like she was a thingβ¦
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Another teenager raped, and there's a photo of the suspect running away...
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cn8k75342elo
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cn8k75342elo
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Sheffield: Image released of man sought in police rape appeal
Police received a report on 18 June that a teenage girl had been raped in Sheffield near Cat Lane.
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The EU Mask is well and truly OFF.
UPDATE: The EU wants to reject the SAVE EUROPE ACT. https://youtu.be/vw5NEqPe-U4?si=0
UPDATE: The EU wants to reject the SAVE EUROPE ACT. https://youtu.be/vw5NEqPe-U4?si=0
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UPDATE: The EU wants to reject the Save Europe Act
Enjoy the videos and music you love, upload original content, and share it all with friends, family, and the world on YouTube.
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Not many times you will applaud a Labour Government for anything but they deserve credit for this: The Inquiry into White Working Class Educational Outcomes, jointly led by the former education secretary Baroness Morris of Yardley, publishes its findings on Monday. It is the biggest piece of research in recent years into white working-class underachievement in England.: https://archive.ph/rHK2R
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Top schools told to admit more white working-class children
archived 29 Jun 2026 12:34:18 UTC
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Iβm a white, working-class male with straight As. In Britain, Iβm a second-class citizen https://archive.ph/o6pjb
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Iβm a white working-class male with straight As. In Britain, Iβm a seβ¦
archived 30 Jun 2026 19:45:19 UTC
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White working-class students excluded from Oxbridge diversity schemes ....While all the schemes can be used by students from black, Asian, and minority ethnic (BAME) backgrounds, they almost entirely exclude white working-class students, who are one of the most under-represented groups in higher education..... https://archive.ph/qXBzN
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White working-class students excluded from Oxbridge diversity schemes
archived 30 Jun 2026 20:23:59 UTC
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On Saturday, after nearly a century, the long-wave transmitter at Droitwich fell silent, and the two old masts at Westerglen and Burghead with it. Most people won't have noticed. But something left the country on Saturday worth marking before it slips out of memory as well as off the air: the Shipping Forecast, in the form millions have grown up with, one of the primi among British institutions, read out on long wave to the fishing fleets and the insomniacs and anyone else still awake at the rim of the day.
If you've ever heard it, you know the odd power of the thing. "Viking, North Utsire, South Utsire, Forties, Cromarty" - a litany of sea areas most listeners will never lay eyes on, in a cadence that hasn't altered in generations, read with the calm of a voice that assumes you are out there somewhere in the dark and means to see you home. It carried far more than the weather. It was among the last things the whole of Britain still heard at the same hour: the same words, the same rhythm, meaning the same thing to a trawlerman off Rockall and a sleepless accountant in Surrey. A aesthetic paradigm of our culture; supreme utility and sublime superfluity. A country that now shares almost nothing in common still shared that.
And there's a stranger fact again, one that lifts the whole business clear of nostalgia. By long-standing account, the Royal Navy's nuclear-missile submarines, hidden somewhere beneath the Atlantic with the nation's last deterrent aboard, used Radio 4 on long wave as one of their signs of life from home. If the broadcasts kept coming, Britain was still there. If they ever stopped, and stayed stopped, the commander was to open the sealed letter the Prime Minister had written out by hand, and learn what his country wished of him in a world that no longer contained it. The same mild signal that told a fisherman the wind in Dogger was, by that account, a pulse the end of the world would have been measured against.
It is fitting, and bleak, that a broadcaster which has spent years forgetting who it was ever for should choose this, of all things, to switch off. The BBC never seems short of money for the things it wants to do. It decided the cost of the old signal was no longer worth bearing, and silenced the one transmission that asked nothing of anybody and reassured everybody. The fishermen, the old, the sleepless, the men under the sea - none of them were an audience it cared to keep.
The forecast itself survives in other forms, on other frequencies; this is not the end of it. But the signal that carried it for a hundred years, and the idea it quietly stood for - that a nation is a thing held together by small shared rituals, faithfully kept, that ask nothing and bind everyone - that has fallen silent, and it fell without a fight. We let these things go one at a time, each too small to defend on its own, until we glance up and find there is nothing left that we all still do together.
How many more will we let go?
How many more will you let go?
https://x.com/AllForProgress_/status/2072029149515100528?s=20
If you've ever heard it, you know the odd power of the thing. "Viking, North Utsire, South Utsire, Forties, Cromarty" - a litany of sea areas most listeners will never lay eyes on, in a cadence that hasn't altered in generations, read with the calm of a voice that assumes you are out there somewhere in the dark and means to see you home. It carried far more than the weather. It was among the last things the whole of Britain still heard at the same hour: the same words, the same rhythm, meaning the same thing to a trawlerman off Rockall and a sleepless accountant in Surrey. A aesthetic paradigm of our culture; supreme utility and sublime superfluity. A country that now shares almost nothing in common still shared that.
And there's a stranger fact again, one that lifts the whole business clear of nostalgia. By long-standing account, the Royal Navy's nuclear-missile submarines, hidden somewhere beneath the Atlantic with the nation's last deterrent aboard, used Radio 4 on long wave as one of their signs of life from home. If the broadcasts kept coming, Britain was still there. If they ever stopped, and stayed stopped, the commander was to open the sealed letter the Prime Minister had written out by hand, and learn what his country wished of him in a world that no longer contained it. The same mild signal that told a fisherman the wind in Dogger was, by that account, a pulse the end of the world would have been measured against.
It is fitting, and bleak, that a broadcaster which has spent years forgetting who it was ever for should choose this, of all things, to switch off. The BBC never seems short of money for the things it wants to do. It decided the cost of the old signal was no longer worth bearing, and silenced the one transmission that asked nothing of anybody and reassured everybody. The fishermen, the old, the sleepless, the men under the sea - none of them were an audience it cared to keep.
The forecast itself survives in other forms, on other frequencies; this is not the end of it. But the signal that carried it for a hundred years, and the idea it quietly stood for - that a nation is a thing held together by small shared rituals, faithfully kept, that ask nothing and bind everyone - that has fallen silent, and it fell without a fight. We let these things go one at a time, each too small to defend on its own, until we glance up and find there is nothing left that we all still do together.
How many more will we let go?
How many more will you let go?
https://x.com/AllForProgress_/status/2072029149515100528?s=20
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On Saturday, after nearly a century, the long-wave transmitter at Droitwich fell silent, and the two old masts at Westerglen and Burghead with it. Most people won't have noticed. But something left the country on Saturday worth marking before it slips outβ¦
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Hazony here is basically saying that the Netanyahu government has dealt a death blow to his 'National Conservative' movement's purpose in Western nations.
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So now someone has stolen the sapling, how low can you go. I would look at the ones that cut down the tree in the first place and people linked to them. Incredible to think the tree has been there for 100-120 years and some modern day scum that has no respect for their ancestors and their country comes along and does this kind of thing. https://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/incoming/national-trust-site-shocked-saddened-34214442?utm_medium=Social&utm_source=Facebook&fbclid=IwY2xjawSxnNlleHRuA2FlbQIxMABicmlkETFSY2JJS0g2REVkcDduZTNkc3J0YwZhcHBfaWQQMjIyMDM5MTc4ODIwMDg5MgABHpbUeQhpsAnvj4MtJy5wY5oj4-20HZkwdDuM9N8W5szcA7FwpTr2s_knT4UR_aem_IqJMYsYboafLRC7FSSub-g#Echobox=1782844935
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National Trust site 'shocked and saddened' as Sycamore Gap sapling stolen
A sapling from the Sycamore Gap tree has been stolen.
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Forwarded from Martin Sellner (english)
A chocolate store, founded in Austria
Klagenfurt in 1763, has traditionally sold a product known as βNegerbrotβ (chocolate with peanuts).
Anti for terrorists who will trigger on behalf of minorities to vandalize the store to protest against this act of "racism".
But the owners did not back down. They are now selling an additional variety: βNegerbrot Left-Wing Extremist Edition,β
It mimics the left-wing graffiti with sugar.
Antifa tried to review bomb the store, so if you want to help them out, consider giving them a good review.
https://www.google.com/search?kgmid=/g/1wbrwlg0&hl=de-AT&q=Dominikus+Zehrer+GmbH&shem=epsd1,ltae,rimspwouoe&shndl=30&source=sh/x/loc/osrp/m1/3&kgs=6bbf13c57e392ab2
Klagenfurt in 1763, has traditionally sold a product known as βNegerbrotβ (chocolate with peanuts).
Anti for terrorists who will trigger on behalf of minorities to vandalize the store to protest against this act of "racism".
But the owners did not back down. They are now selling an additional variety: βNegerbrot Left-Wing Extremist Edition,β
It mimics the left-wing graffiti with sugar.
Antifa tried to review bomb the store, so if you want to help them out, consider giving them a good review.
https://www.google.com/search?kgmid=/g/1wbrwlg0&hl=de-AT&q=Dominikus+Zehrer+GmbH&shem=epsd1,ltae,rimspwouoe&shndl=30&source=sh/x/loc/osrp/m1/3&kgs=6bbf13c57e392ab2
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