Illegal migration risks our security.
I get it, you’re angry. So am I.
That’s why I’m rolling up my sleeves to fix it.
Some comments.
You're not rolling up you're sleeves—you’re rolling out the red carpet.
Want to stop the boats?
Stop the free luxury hotels, new apartments, private healthcare, dentistry, mobile phones, taxis, spending money.
What a ludicrous statement!
‘Rolling up my sleeves to fix it’
Close the borders. Deport all foreign criminals.
Britain doesn’t feel like Britain anymore.
It feels like a hospice for a dying empire, numb, medicated and too ashamed to scream.
The fight is gone.
The streets are lawless, the culture’s been strip mined by parasites and no one knows what it means to be British anymore.
Ilona. 31.3.2025
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