I challenge the dwindling bunch who still think he’s a decent PM to name one thing.
Prime Minister Keir Starmer (Image: Getty)
It seems all the humans fished out of the Channel are automatically British, yet all the fish fished out of the Channel are now automatically French. Funny that.
Or, it would be funny if it were not just another example of how Sir Keir Starmer and his cohort of out-of-their-depth simpering half-wits and Britain-hating fifth columnists get everything wrong.
Every.
Single.
Thing.
Name me one thing he has got right, one thing which has benefited the people of this country, since he came to power?
You can’t can you?
Our Brexit-hating Prime Minister just bunged £500m of your money to the French and promised they can have pretty much all of our fish until 2038. Scottish fishermen are calling it “The Great Betrayal.” Our ambition-hating Prime Minister has made social mobility for the not-so-well off near impossible by making private schools (of the type the Labour ruling class invariably hail from) impossible to afford.
Our OAP-hating Prime Minister and his 20-watt light bulb Chancellor have scrapped the winter fuel allowance for the elderly. Or maybe not? Either way it was only Reform battering them in the local government elections and the sniff of mutiny fomenting in the ranks that forced a U-turn, not the better angels of this Government.
Our Britain-hating Prime Minister has sold us down the river over the Chagos Islands – a deal whose only purpose seems to be aiding Sir Keir’s virtue signalling in front of the Islington dinner-party crowd. Nigel Farage says it will cost you £52bn. It will definitely weaken Britain’s ability to defend herself and will almost certainly aid and abet the Chinese who will very quickly turn the archipelago into a landing strip. Most importantly it was on no-one’s agenda. It did not need to happen.
Our free-speech-hating Prime Minister was not only blamed for not presenting the public with vital facts about the Southport knifeman before riots rampage across the country but also for appointing his buddy Richard Hermer as Attorney General. Hermer has overseen a system in which paedophiles and rapists can spend less time in jail than Lucy Connolly who posted a hurty tweet about asylum seekers. He’s also a man who thinks anyone who thinks quitting the outdated and no-longer-fit-for-purpose European Convention on Human Rights is a “Nazi”.
Oh, and our working-people-hating Prime Minister paid off the hyper-unionised striking teachers, doctors, consultants and railwaymen with your money. A train-driver gets around £80,000, a consultant anything from £120,000 to £500,000 by the way, and it was all funded by indirectly hiking taxes of ordinary working people – you, in other words. In a few days’ time that tax hike is likely to be even more direct when Reeves unveils her numpty mini-budget next week.
Starmer took power by accident when we, as a nation, shrugged and said “they can’t be worse than the last lot.” It seemed impossible – but here we are, longing for the return of Rishi Sunak’s ineffectual dithering, or much more preferably Boris’s flawed but at least Britain-boosting leadership. Or, of course, the untested new broom that is Nigel Farage and Reform.
Labour have not even been in power for a year but already it feels time for a motion of no-confidence. Shockingly, for Britain and our cherished notions of democracy, this party which almost no-one voted for has a simple majority of 156 seats. So getting rid of them this side of a general election seems a fool’s errand. But we can’t give them four more years to wreck Britain.
It is time to at least start setting the death march mood music for Starmer’s Party. Before the death march becomes the soundtrack to Starmer’s Britain.
