Analysis
The English are not a theoretical people. They are a remembered people — shaped less by revolution than by accumulation, trusting experience over abstraction, continuity over rupture. To decode this species from Albion as an alien ambassador arriving in your UFO, here is where to begin.
Analysis
Billions spent. Livelihoods destroyed. Energy systems dismantled. All built on simulations of a chaotic system we cannot experimentally test. When did probabilistic inference become grounds for civilisational restructuring? Net Zero is an unfalsifiable fools gold scientism chased by ideologues.
Analysis
Marriage was once a sacrament covenant witnessed and recorded by the state. Over two centuries, the British government quietly transformed itself from clerk to officiant, then to demolition contractor — and the human wreckage is measured in the "modernisation" of millions of fatherless children.
Editorial
Most nations fear sudden catastrophe. The English have feared something else: the slow discovery what once felt recoverable may not be. No political act should place the nation beyond the reach of future consent. There is a name for this unease—an inheritance so old you have forgotten you carry it.
Analysis
Every five years, the British public marches to polling stations believing they are choosing who runs the country. They are choosing who holds the title. Britain's permanent bureaucracy has written itself laws making it unfireable, unreformable, and untouchable by any democratic process.
Comment
Why are we bound by obligations we never agreed to, funding priorities we cannot influence, under rules that cannot be reversed? Britain's social contract was supposed to bind both citizen and state. Now it binds only one. The bill has arrived, and an entire generation is refusing to sign.
Analysis
Britain once built world-class advanced microchips. We chose to stop. Now every hospital scanner, every train signal, every military system depends on factories 6,000 miles away—factories a single crisis could silence. The chip is the new coal. And we import nearly all of it.
Remember, Remember, the Fifth of November; Restoration, Revolution, and Rot; I know of no reason why England should ever be forgot. Today we publish 1000+ pages of primary legislation doctrine in 7 key bills to reverse a century of decline in a single day, and pursue a new future into the unknown.
Abolish the Lords. Relocate Parliament to the geographic centre. Bind all nations through one lower house. Let each control local application through separate upper houses. End devolution's chaos. Build a constitutional structure capable of absorbing a hundred territories without amendment.
BINCA's 376 pages consolidate all immigration legislation since WWII and reboot the entire system of British nationality. You are a citizen, subject, or visitor. Abstract naturalisation, asylum, and leave to remain are gone. Anyone is removable. Only birth, marriage, and death define nationality.
As the second bill of the Great Repeal program, NELA is a ferocious 400+ page assault on excessive taxation and regulation which provides immediate relef to the British people. It destroys obnoxious precedents and transforms the UK into the world's beacon of freedom and prosperity.
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Surrendering Diego Garcia to a Chinese satellite. Collapsed prosecutions of Chinese spies. Approving a Chinese spy embassy. And now an intelligence-sharing agreement with Beijing. This man is exceptionally stupid, or security needs to investigate. If there is an option C, please let us know.
COVID "vaccines" were neither the miracle portrayed nor the catastrophe claimed — they were a rapidly deployed medical countermeasure with questionable benefits, real harms, incomplete data, and messaging which wildly exceeded the evidence. "Safe and effective" became a mantra not requiring proof.
The Davos crowd now mourns a "rules-based international order" they claim is dying. They are mistaken. It was never alive. What they called law was American hegemony dressed in bureaucratic costume—and when power fades, the paperwork floats free, unsupported by anything but memory.
There are measures which may not be taken against a free people, even in an emergency or exigent circumstances. Lockdown was mass house arrest imposed by ministerial decree. England spent four centuries establishing limits on executive power. In 2020, we forgot why.
There is no right to kill your own offspring. Pregnancy is not a disease. 10.3 million British children have been assassinated by their own mothers since 1967. It's time Eng;and stood up in front of the world and banned this grotesque barbarism so our grandchildren can remember that heroism instead.
Britain did not lose the Chagos Islands. It volunteered them away—paying billions for the privilege—only to watch the entire deal collapse when Washington noticed what London's lawyers had dismissed. It became a masterclass in institutional suicide.
Britain created Rhodesia, encouraged its settlement, accepted its blood in two world wars, then rewrote the rules, punished its loyalty with sanctions, and handed it to a Marxist dictatorship. The architects of this catastrophe were never held accountable. It's time we talk about "Zimbabwe."
While broadcasters fed you meritless empty diversity trash, a generation of British musicians were quietly producing era-defining cinematic songwriting at the peak of technical skill. They were ignored in favour of cheaply-produced postmodern slop, and are still waiting you to show up.
Bureaucracy does not fail because it is poorly managed. It fails because it aspires to be perfectly managed. When process replaces judgment, metrics replace truth, and compliance replaces responsibility, institutions become efficient at everything except their purpose.
The British state has maintained continuous emergency planning for general strikes since 1919. Civil contingencies, stockpiles, military protocols—all for a weapon the working class has used precisely once. Why does Whitehall fear something unions barely remember how to wield?
Before Britain was a market or a social experiment, it was a home. No sane civilisation apologises for wanting to remain recognisable to its own children. Hospitality has limits. Survival is not hatred. And the people were never asked. The moral case against mass immigration needs to be made.
Secret police stations. Bounties on British residents. A consul-general filmed beating a protester on camera. And now: 208 basement rooms beneath the City's financial spine, with a wall to demolish one metre from our data cables. The Prime Minister's response? Approval—timed for his trip to Beijing.