By Phillip Marlowe
Earlier today, some Mudslime wacko went haywire with a big knife in London, once again. This happens on a pretty much regular basis. Five were killed — three innocent pedestrians, a cop and the Mudslime bastard himself. Many more were horribly wounded. The pedestrians on the bridge were run over by a SUV, most likely stolen by the perp. Let me tell you that’s a gruesome way to get croaked. I’ve seen it in real life (accident though) and it’s not a pleasant sight.
Later, a mealy-mouthed Home Secretary woman (Amber Rudd) came on saying the now tiresome “our thoughts and prayers go out to the victim’s families…blah, blah…we can’t let it affect our shared values of tolerance and democracy, blah, blah, BLAH, BLAH.” Tolerance, my ass. I’m sick of the bastards.
Same BS happens in the USA. Let me just state for the record: These dirty, stinking sandniggers don’t belong in Temperate Zone White countries of the West. They need to be deported “EN MASSE” back to arid sandnigger land toot suite, where they can freely eat goat eyeballs and curry or whatever the flock the bastards like to eat. They can wear those black burkhas and any weirdo headgear they so dig and sell stupid crap to dumbass liberal Eco tourists and take dumps in the streets whenever they feel the need.
Let us White people round them up at the point of a bayonet and march them across the misty moors to waiting steerage ships, or whatever seaworthy enough vessels parked along the Thames river. Throw them a couple big burlap bags of dried Humas and Camel stomach bladders of water when they get down into the hold. Tell them to shut their fat, foul faces for the couple of weeks it takes to get them back to sandnigger land.