Editorial
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.
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Two hours, forty-six minutes. That's how long it took two bored developers to turn the UK Parliament's data feed into something which doesn't suck. Today the Restorationist™ releases the first vomit draft of its bill browsing app, to anyone, free and open source. You may not like the content.
Editorial
Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun. Boudica and Cromwell carriers. Fighters which dive into the ocean. Drone swarms which attach to enemy hulls like parasites. Underground farms to survive nuclear winter. And EREBUS — a weapon too terrible to name which brings eternal darkness.
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You already live in a direct democracy because the Internet established it. You just haven't been told. Every hour, millions render verdicts no MP can hear on social media. The machinery of consent has outpaced the machinery of power. What remains is a choice: formalise it, or watch it rot.
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Italy and Cartagena look like postcards, but Britain has the Shire. No country has ever set out to deliberately author the most beautiful place on Earth. Ugliness is not fate or progress; it is what happens when engineering forgets civilisation. Britain can transform modernist horror into glory.
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Over 10 years, Britain could establish 100 Hong Kongs as a peripheral global network state, each chokepoint a node in a thin empire for the price of a single day of NHS spending. The Five Keys that lock up the world become a hundred, bringing technology and aid to the undeveloped corners of Earth.
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Three discoveries in physics and a few months of NHS spending stand between Britain's place as a second-rate power and a hundred years of global dominance. Whomever solves these problems will control the chokepoints of human development and make both American and Chinese size irrelevant.
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A century of surrender. A nation on its knees. An administrative state so vast, so entangled, so perfectly evolved for its own preservation, most have concluded it cannot be fought. They are wrong. Burn it to the ground. Ahead, not merely our finest hour, but our greatest hour of a thousand years.
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A century ago, the Great War birthed an administrative state which never surrendered its wartime powers. We declare our independence—not from the Crown, but from the technocratic regime which governs without consent, rules without law, and perceives us with contempt.
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For a century, the British have been governed without consent. Our votes ignored, our preferences overruled, our patience exploited. The new year offers what every new year offers: permission to begin again. This is a call not to revolution, but to something the administrative state fears far more.
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Mince pies cooling on windowsills. Church bells at midnight. Presents by the hearth. Boxing Day obligations. Carols in the street. Christmas pudding aflame. The Bond film at three. Before America sold us Santa, we had something richer: a Christmas rooted in Christian charity, community, and home.
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SEO analysis describes the Restorationist's "in-house" style as "dry, surgical, British, and quietly devastating." This Christmas, in that vein, we humbly present our first annual collection of the worst 25 moments when British politics selected itself out.