Racial hatred includes whites

I hear you want your country back.

LAURA PERRINS

I have already written how the chant of “Death to the IDF” said by Bob Vylan (real name Pascal Robinson-Foster) at Glastonbury could be prosecuted under section 18 of the Public Order Act 1986.

Section 18 of the Public Order Act 1986 prohibits the use of words or behaviour intending to stir up racial hatred. It states:

(1) A person who uses threatening, abusive or insulting words or behaviour …is guilty of an offence if—

(a) he intends thereby to stir up racial hatred, or

(b) having regard to all the circumstances racial hatred is likely to be stirred up thereby.

I am a lawyer but you do not have to be a lawyer to understand the offence. The words have their ordinary meaning. If you use threatening, abusive or insulting words and either intend racial hatred to be stirred up or having regard to all the circumstances racial hatred is likely to be stirred up, you commit an offence.

Section 17 defines “racial hatred” as hatred against a group of persons . . . defined by reference to colour, race, nationality (including citizenship) or ethnic or national origins.

In very simple terms, if you use insulting words (or behaviour) in circumstances where racial hatred is likely to be stirred up you commit an offence.

You do not have to incite violence. You do not have to name the group of people you intend to stir up racial against. In fact, you do not even have to intend to stir up racial hatred, just that objectively speaking, racial hatred is likely to be stirred up.

If this sounds like a low bar, that’s because it is.

For a criminal offence (and this is a bit technical) what really sets the bar low is that the CPS/Crown do not have to prove that the person saying the words intends to stir up racial hatred. This is known as subjective intention.

In fact not even recklessness is required (a term of legal art) which means the defendant must still be aware that racial hatred could be stirred up in the circumstances, even if he doesn’t intend it.

In fact, all that must be proved is that in the circumstances in which the defendant said the insulting words, racial hatred is likely to be stirred up. This is very unusual in criminal law. But this offence has been on the books for years and I don’t remember anyone complaining about it.

So this rapper gets on stage and raps “I hear you want your country back, STFU, you can’t have that.” These are insulting words. He said them. Therefore the actus rea is proved.

In the current circumstances of immigration and open border and the Southport riots etc it could well be argued that these words were likely to stir up racial hatred against white people.

Now Mr Robinson-Foster might say that was not his intention. That doesn’t matter. As I said before the bar is low for this offence, merely showing that racial hatred against white people was likely to be stirred up in the circumstances is enough for the offence once the words are deemed insulting.

That’s how broad Part 5 of the Public Order Act 1986 is. Now, if you think all of this is ridiculous, that you do not like these rapper people but you do not think they should be prosecuted then you need to put together a campaign for the repeal of Part 5 of the Public Order Act 1986.

Understand however, that it will be too late for Lucy Connolly who is still serving her 31 month sentence after pleading guilty to a very similar offence under section 19 of the Act.

The other key issue is that the Attorney – General Lord Hemer KC must consent to a prosecution under part 5 (section 27.) I suspect this was put in there as a limiting power.

However it is a huge discretionary power that directly undermines the rule of law. The rule of law (which AG Lord Hermer KC never stops banging on about) means that the law must be applied equally and in an unbiased way. Therefore if Lucy Connolly was prosecuted, pleaded guilty, and sentenced to a significant custodial sentence then a charge or charges should be laid in the Glastonbury case.

In addition, the Attorney – General is a political appointment. So the decision whether to prosecute under Part 5 of the Act is by definition a political decision. These are political decisions to prosecute speech. The AG, who is appointed by the government of the day, has the final word on what “insulting words” should be prosecuted and what not to prosecute.

Can you imagine in the US if the Attorney – General just got to pick and choose what prosecutions of speech to make? That is the English legal system at the moment. It’s ridiculous and I am a lot less liberal on speech than others on the right.

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Bob Vylan declares war at Glastonbury. “I Heard You Want Your Country Back?” Yes, I do. pic.twitter.com/6ujqc4hgk4

— Leo Kearse – on YouTube & GB News (@LeoKearse) July 1, 2025

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Glastonbury – the compulsory middle class self-hatred ritual.

Leave irony with security please

TOM ED

Glastonbury is seemingly the new Brexit. You either love it and call anyone criticising it as FOMO merchants, or far right (obviously), or you see 210,000 people acting like they’re having good times by pretending to know the lyrics to songs by bands they’ve never heard of but are afraid to admit it. Having spent three days resisting the need to shit, getting home from any festival can be the absolute highlight, as you scrub off four days of Somerset top soil from your body and clothes. What a brilliant time they claim to have had, despite being unable to recall any of the good bits, while haunted by pissing into 60-degree baked sewage in a porta-loo sauna. It’s three days of waking up in micro-oven tents after three hours sleep, being whacked in the face by Palestinian flags, losing your mates and arriving too late to see bands you wanted to.

With all the wisdom of an indoor BBQ, 210,000 people descended upon the increasingly compulsory for twenty-somethings Glastonbury music festival. The self-flagellation of the middle classes over a weekend is captured by the BBC which seems enthralled enough to blow half its budget on footage of Jo Wiley looking chuffed with her boutique trailer and not camping. It’s a festival of such high virtue signalling that there’s no mention of Glasto’s carbon footprint, suggesting perhaps that lefty festivals are exempt. It’s a festival so glaringly quiet about issues actually facing its attendees, such as unemployment increasing with every month of Two-Tier Starmer’s Labour, or that we are now being taxed more heavily by Rachel Reeves than any post-war chancellor and a shrinking economy, that you wonder what levels of privilege they decry are inherent in the crowd.

You might think high unemployment and taxation are poor ingredients for a rollicking good time in the sun and you’re probably right, but that doesn’t stop rap-punk duo Bob Vylan from tapping into the party mood with exuberance, dancing and calling for death to the IRS – half the crowd didn’t have phone reception to google who they were even chanting death to. The US tax department? Internationally Rude Simons? Perhaps his call to free Palestine might have cleared matters up, although he failed to thrash out the details. There’s apparently few things more fun in life than throwing warm cider in the air while calling for the death to Israel’s defence forces. I guess it’s a break from eulogising about the beyond-reproach NHS and Ukraine. In fact, where were the Ukraine flags? Apparently nothing goes off quicker than the milk of fashionable caring about international conflicts.

And let’s not forget Bob Vylan’s homeless drunk rant classic I Heard You Want Your Country Back (Hah, Shut The Fuck Up) to which a white crowd sang along to with the sort of indoctrinated self-hatred that only state-sponsored education can produce. Perhaps they were singing the words ‘turkeys for Christmas’, with zero idea of what an open-bordered anti-white UK might look like.

Mask-wearing cowards and try-hard punk-scamps Kneecap have also even evaded the Two-Tier justice system despite explicitly calling for the killing of Tories. Lucy Connoly, presumably watching from her prison cell, jailed for two years and seven months over a deleted tweet that the State disapproved of, must’ve been wondering if she’d have been better served by shouting over rattling breakbeats while tonelessly yelling national self-hatred from a stage in Somerset.

At this point accusations of ‘you’re jealous’ or are suffering from FOMO are louder than the music bereft of harmonic complexity and prioritising loudness over quality. The captive crowd clap along like pissed seals on a boat trip. He who shouts loudest is most likely to be heard, but the wisdom is in the whisper (or something). If fun is being battered by relentless politicising then Glastonbury is your ticket. It might even be a welcome break from waking up with a hangover that pounds to the beat of last night’s ear worm, while your tongue stuck to the roof of your mouth is removed only by two shots of warm vodka. There’s vague memories of someone pissing on your tent at 4am; that’s if time itself isn’t as broken as your ability to make any meaningful decisions. Next week’s eco-Net Zero marketing presentation belongs to another world; which is of course half the point.

The only band worth seeing was 1975 with their classy take on mid-80s drive time drenched with neon-led regret, although the admittedly dickish Matty Healy saying he was the best songwriter of his generation was taken without his tongue firmly in cheek, although with this year’s line-up it’s hard to disagree. Meanwhile the Saturday newspapers leading with Rod Stewart praising Nigel Farage are unattainable on site so his ability to run 100 metres in 16 seconds went unproven.

There’s few places providing a better opportunity for preaching about the dream of open borders to middle classes cushioned from negative effects of mass immigration beyond squabbling Deliveroo drivers. They enjoy the concept of open borders, while encircled by the sort of perimeter fence that Trump doodles during White House meetings. Jeremy Corbyn even drew attention to the wall with its pointed anti-Trump message. Presumably security search for irony-detectors at the gates. There’s even a jail for illegal immigrants, I mean Felixs from Chipping Norton, who tried to climb through the fence. And you have to feel some sympathy for the chap who got all his friends in but was caught trying to get through the gap in the fence himself. Like real prisons, the jail is also home to drug dealers, which makes it the easiest place to get high in the entire 900 acres.

Meanwhile the pyramid stage with its all-seeing eye suggests masonic influence and is built on a ley line connecting Glastonbury Abbey and Stonehenge, near a blind spring. There’s suggestion that this location amplifies demonic energies, making it a focal point for Satanic rituals. Some of the performances of recent years by Kanye West and Katy Perry’s eye symbolism do little to dissuade the idea that the energy captured at Glastonbury is not necessarily pure and holy.

Glastonbury feels more like something to say you have done, more a rites of passage, like African female genital mutilation (which lefties remain suspiciously quiet about – apparently other cultures are to be respected while interest in our own is deemed distasteful) than something inherently enjoyed, But then what do I know? My Glastonbury memories are hazy, but it’s impossible to evade the sense that revellers are not asking themselves thoroughly enough what constitutes a good time.

Having spent three days repeating whatever someone with a microphone declares on stage, and nodding approvingly to the importance of environmental responsibility, revellers will leave behind the now traditional 2,000 tonnes of discarded tents, food packaging, flags, (presumably) ecologically sourced empty drug wraps and spare shoes that takes over three weeks to clean up. Still, they’re easier to clear up than hypocrisy and vacant politicising. Perhaps next year we can look forward to Abu Hamza and Anjem Choudary headlining as middle class university students cheer on sharia law.

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