Dogwash

It's hard to know whether to laugh or cry at this. Read the whole thing and marvel. (More here and here.)

At the second (Oldham Chronicle) link, I read

Just hours after the shooting, armed police with riot shields swooped on flats in Drury Lane, Chadderton. The murder weapon, a mac-10 submachine pistol, was later found under a car in Hinton Street, Primrose Bank, by a dog walker.

"Drury Lane, Chadderton" sounded familiar. So I looked it up on Streetmap. In the early 1960s, my family moved from Moston to the slightly more upmarket New Moston. Drury Lane is less than a mile away from where I lived in my mid-teens. Then a nondescript corner of decent working-class England, now the haunt of Paki mobsters and their almost comically inept gun-toting Black footsoldiers.

What the Fuck have they done to my country?


One small benefit, I suppose. With luck, back in Pakistan (Mirpur?) the relatives of accidental but probably not particularly innocent victim Nasar Hussain will now be advising their neighbours that they would be a lot safer remaining in Pakistan than seeking to make their fortunes in the UK, where the streets are paved not with gold but with spent cartridges.

Fuck the lot of them.