Sunday, 8 May 2016


A 2010 document by Rotherham Safeguarding Children Board stated that, ‘great care will be taken in drafting… this report to ensure that its findings embrace Rotherham’s qualities of diversity. It is imperative that suggestions of a wider cultural phenomenon are avoided.’
Quoted in Easy Meat
If you fear that you cannot treat [orphan girls] with fairness, then you may marry other women who seem good to you: two, three, or four of them. But if you fear that you cannot maintain equality among them, marry one only or any slave-girl you may own.
Quran 4:3, 
Three books from a lifetime of reading have forced me to put them down, unable to read on, blinded as I was by tears of rage.
The description of her own clitoridectomy in Ayaan Hirsi Ali’s Infidel, the depravity of English serial killers Fred and Rosemary West in a biography the title of which I forget, and the description of the torture meted out by the Japanese to their prisoners of war in Singapore during World War II, as described by Russell Braddon in The Naked Island, all forced me to stop reading and wait until I was able to drum up the resolve to go further into the chamber of horrors.
Peter McLoughlin’s Easy Meat, the story of Muslim grooming gangs in the UK, did not force me to lay it down once, even when I read about a young girl who had threatened to inform the police of her abuse and name her tormentors. As a precautionary warning, she had her tongue nailed to a table. I shifted a little in my chair, but read on. Easy Meat is, as the publishing industry likes to say, a page-turner. I found myself unable to stop reading, unable to quell the fascination with the sheer wickedness of the English Left as it exists in that country’s public sector, in its schools, its government, its media. To read this record of the wilful failure of responsible adults in the presence of the acts of a disgusting group of men united by a common ideology is to see the decline and fall of the West acted out as a sort of grim mummer’s play, a ghastly preamble to the main dramatic event.
The publishers as well as the author of this book are to be congratulated. We have all seen what can happen with any publication deemed by the political elite class to be potentially damaging to Brand Islam. The book overall is well written, concise, opinionated when necessary and, above all, factual. The research and indexing is meticulous, as it would have to be in a book you can bet your young daughter’s virginity on will be read by many in positions of power, with a lawyer looking over one shoulder and a Muslim over the another.
For it is not the largely Pakistani heritage Muslims who will be the main target of your disgust if you read this book, which I think you ought to do. It is the British public sector, the police officers and teachers, the social workers and politicians, who are the guilty parties here. If your house is full of rats, you cannot blame the vermin, who are only acting according to long-standing genetic imperatives. No, you seek out and punish – or should seek out and punish – the person whose responsibility it was to keep the door closed but who failed in their duty for the shabbiest of reasons. Mr. McLoughlin is unswerving in his attitude towards these people;
‘The signal that police, social services and the media sent to these gangs was; carry on with what you are doing, we are not going to stop you, we are not going to expose your crimes.’
‘In their wildest dreams, most criminals could not envisage an alliance of sociologists, politicians, police officers and religious fundamentalists helping to cover up the gangs’ criminality.’
‘Sometimes it is worth reminding oneself of the wider historical and cultural context: in 21st century Britain, considered one of the most open and lawful countries on earth, people were threatened with death for criticising gangs of men systematically seducing and prostituting schoolgirls.’
The grooming scandal itself came into the press despite journalists, not because of them. Rotherham and Oxford are the two names synonymous with this rape jihad – which is what it is – but as Mr. McLoughlin points out, even these towns served as scapegoats to keep the broader phenomenon away from the public eye, as clouded, milky and rheumatic as that eye is.
Every single public sector body supposedly responsible for the welfare of the young and innocent failed in their duty. The appalling aspect of that failure is that it was not due to incompetence – and the British managerial and administrative class are past masters at incompetence – but a direct result of government diktats which demand that no criticism of Islam is permissible.
For the whole of this new century, this new millennium, and almost certainly for many years previously, thousands of schoolgirls of a particular ethnicity – white British - have been systematically raped and sexually abused by men predominantly of one religion, Islam. This ritual sacrifice – for it was a sacrifice – took place in England, once the greatest country in the world, and what truly shocks about this great wrong is not the manner of its coming about, but the wilful collaboration of adults in responsible and often highly paid positions of authority to deny that it ever existed.
There is an almost erotic yearning among Britain’s public sector for the arrival of Islam. While this may be explicable in the case of women and homosexuals, two groups notoriously excitable when it comes to muscular and dusky men who act like men, albeit in the extreme. But how can any heterosexual father working in the social services supposedly responsible for the well-being of children, particularly men with daughters, justify the assistance they have willingly given to brutal and pitiless rapists? Why is the Left in estrus over a marauding, invasive tribe of sexual miscreants who have no apparent worth to anyone but themselves and their creepy sexual predilections? A country whose men will not protect their young women will fall, and perhaps that will be a good thing. The white western gene pool has no need of cowardly appeasers.
A question for you to consider. London, the capital of the United Kingdom with a GDP that, were it a country, would put it on an economic par with Turkey and Switzerland, has just elected a Muslim mayor. Sadiq Khan will have control of a £16bn budget, and the police force. Now, tell me. Do you imagine that Muslim men with an eye to replicating the deeds of their brothers in the north will have a more or less easy time of it under a Muslim mayorship? London has a Muslim mayor, and the meat market is open.
Easy Meat is a most important book. I don’t imagine it will be reviewed in the legacy media, appeasers of the coming Islamic invasion as they invariably are. Rather than end this review with a quip or summation, I would ask you to read this lengthy excerpt, and then find a quiet few moments to think through what your beliefs are, to consider what you think is right and wrong.
Samantha was abducted by two Asian men who drove her around Oldham for hours and then raped her. They then threw her out of a moving car in the Chadderton area of Oldham. She ran away and asked another man for help. He invited Samantha inside and then dragged her upstairs and sexually assaulted her. She ran away while he was calling his friends to come and join him. At that point a taxi driver and his passenger pulled up beside her to ask if she was okay, they said she looked very upset and like she’d been through hell, and so offered to take her to the police station and then home… They took Samantha to a house on Attock Close, took her inside and then locked her in a room where five Asian men went on to rape her over and over for nearly 24 hours. The ringleader was Shakil Choudhury, and he received a three year sentence for leading this extraordinary attack.

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