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Post-Henry Nowak Policing

It is highly unlikely that anyone reading this does not by now know the name of Henry Nowak. Henry was an 18-year-old English student who died in police custody in December of last year after a false allegation of racism was made by his Sikh murderer, which meant that the attending police officers treated the crime scene as a racist incident rather than the stabbing attack that it was. I covered the details of Henry’s death here at Counter Currents, but I want to look at the consequences of this racist killing, both politically and in the media. Despite the attempts of the British government and their client police force to smother this story, and to their obvious unease, the murder of Henry Nowak is not going away. What is the fallout? You have to read between the lines, but there are a lot of lines to read between.

The first and most extraordinary development is an attempt made by Hampshire and Isle of Wight Police, the jurisdictional force in the case, to intervene in the trial of the killer, Vickrum Digwa. They were concerned over “online disinformation,” they said, and wished to make a statement in the middle of an ongoing trial, and a high-profile one at that. This would have been unprecedented, had it been allowed to take place. The disinformation (such a weasel-word) that so vexed Hampshire Police, of course, was that it might involve race and racism, the two contaminated springs that nourish the fetid river of the modern British police. In fact, the implication of the statement that Hampshire Police wanted to make was that Henry Nowak was, in fact, the aggressor, and the Sikh who butchered him was a victim of an assault, one involving the ultimate crime of racism. They did not get to perform their theatrical skit of special pleading, because the CPS (Crown Prosecution Service) would not allow their bizarre interjection, but think of the implications. The very idea that an interjected false accusation of racism could even be considered as exonerating evidence during a murder trial is breath-taking.

The second point is the distaste and anger from the Left at any suggestion that Henry Nowak is somehow a white George Floyd. I have pointed out before the need for the black caucus to own the language that pertains to their largely mythical suffering. The phrase “modern slavery,” for example, is used to describe slavery taking place today, largely in the Muslim world. To call this practice “slavery” would intrude on something that it is the sole possession of uppity blacks still scenting reparations. Therefore, it must be cordoned off and sanitized as “modern slavery.” The suggestion that Henry is a “white George Floyd” is totally unacceptable to blacks and their white liberal handlers because they require a monopoly on oppression.

Superficially, of course, there is no similarity between Floyd and Henry, who I imagine will have a modest funeral, perhaps with a nod to his Polish heritage. He won’t have three State funerals as the criminal Floyd did, one in a gold casket, and several featuring weeping politicians genuflecting by the casket. Henry’s face will not look down from a thousand murals, as does the exaggeratedly negroid face of George Floyd. While we are on the subject of murals, Iryna Zarutska’s face doesn’t look down from a mural, either. You will recall that this attractive Ukrainian girl, living in the apparent safety of the US and not in her own war-ravaged country, was stabbed to death by a big buck, Decarlos Brown, on a train in North Carolina. She bled out in a carriage full of blacks who did not move a muscle to help her. “I got the white bitch,” was the only comment the killer had to make. He was later found unfit to stand trial by virtue of not being intelligent enough, but if that principle were applied across the board, it would be hard to bring any blacks to trial. Had Ms. Zarutska been sensibly racist, and not sat in front of a black man (never a good idea), she might still be alive today. When a mural was put up in her honor, as many were for thick-lipped career-criminal Floyd, it was taken down by order of the local authority. But back to the Disunited Kingdom.

We still hear about American policing “post-George Floyd.” What will be the effect on British policing “post-Henry Nowak”? Let’s look at a webpage posted by Hampshire and Isle of Wight Police, and titled Constabulary and Race Action Plan. (Is that acronym meant as a joke?). From the document:

The murder of George Floyd by serving police officers in the USA in 2020 was a pivotal moment for policing in the UK, driving the need for real change.

Why? Why does the death of a black drug-addict 4,000 miles from Hampshire impact policy in the UK? Here is the product of this misplaced appeasement of black activists by grifting politicians inexplicably anxious to gain the affection, and the votes, of perhaps the most useless race ever to walk the earth. These are some commitments from Hampshire Police’s current policy concerning what should be policing “without fear or favor”:

• Zero tolerance of racism and ensuring Hampshire & Isle of Wight Constabulary (HIOWC) is anti-racist in all it does.
• Understanding and reducing our disproportionality using a reform or explain approach.
• Understanding the impact, trauma and history of policing ethnic minority communities.
• Improving outcomes and support for ethnic minority victims of crime.

None of these policies saved Henry Nowak. In fact, it could be argued that they assisted in killing him. What about the political response?

Prime Minister (PM) Starmer, quick to comment on Floyd’s death from a drug overdose, and to “take the knee” in his office, said nothing about Henry Novak for five days. When he finally reacted, his statement was platitudinous and passionless. He invited the family to Downing Street, rather than visiting them discreetly in Southampton, because he wanted the optics. He has shamelessly used the killing of a white man by a non-white to silence whites who have committed the crime second only to racism; noticing racism. David Lammy, the British Justice Minister and Deputy Prime Minister, is a stupid black man even by the standards which obtain, and would be in possession of Britain’s nuclear codes should anything happen to Keir Starmer, God forbid. He told an interviewer he would not take the knee for Henry Nowak as the whole government and many police officers—and every Premier League footballer—did for Floyd. That was different, said Lammy. It was during the pandemic. Stupid people often make the mistake of assuming that everyone else is as stupid as they are, but whites have long seen that Lammy is the governmental equivalent of an organ-grinder’s monkey. He can turn the handle and chatter, but little more.

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And what will be the effect of this blatant and undeniable example of so-called “two-tier policing” on the white public perception of how they are protected, or not, by those tasked to do just that? Firstly, what is “two-tier policing”? The phrase was first used by Suella Braverman in 2023, and she was then Home Secretary for the ruling Conservative Party. She was fired for using the phrase—as well as calling illegal immigration an “invasion”—and has now jumped ship to Reform UK, rapidly becoming a safari park for Tories scared they will be edged off the gravy-train of politics by the collapse of the uniparty. The police are now taught, from The Royal College of Policing down to their local station (those that are still open) to treat ethnic minorities very differently from whites. When Nigel Farage pointed this out in the House of Commons, most of that traitorous rabble jeered him. One of his colleagues said afterwards, “You’ve lost the House, Nigel, but you’ve won the country.”

The British Home Secretary is Shabana Mahmood, a Muslima who “puts Islam at the heart of everything I do.” She pointed out the platitude that “Police officers face danger in every situation they attend, and they don’t know what they will find when they get there.” This is a lie. That said, lying is mandated by the Muslim holy book, the Koran, and so perhaps we can put this little piece of taqiyya down to cultural difference. Police officers knew what they would find when they got to the scene at which Henry Nowak died. They would find a racist white and a non-white victim who had been racially abused. Diversity training killed Henry just as much as the ape who plunged in the knife.

Finally, no story of bias and blancophobia would be complete without some lie from the BBC. Matt Chorley, a BBC apparatchik, said three times during an interview that Nigel Farage had suggested the response of everyone to Henry’s death should be “white, cold rage.” Farage did not say that, and it is one of the worst lies I have ever heard. What Farage said was that the response should be “pure, cold rage.” That wasn’t white supremacist enough for the BBC, however, so they changed it, just as they changed President Trump’s speech, which has led to a lawsuit that could well break them financially. They were forced to issue an on-air apology to Farage for this deliberate slur.

All of this, of course, will lead to more system and process, more legislation and funding from a government fast going broke. None of it will change the blancophobic atmosphere prevalent in the UK today. No amount of legislation, money, system or process will change blacks. You cannot sign into existence the necessary impulse control that these Untermensch will never learn from their white superiors.

The internet is the rumor-mill to end all rumor-mills, but at the time of writing, there is a rumor circulating online that Digwa has already been attacked at HMP (His Majesty’s Prison) Armley. This whisper has it that the Sikh killer had “napalm” thrown in his face. This is not the infamous weapon of war, but rather a mixture of boiling water and sugar. The liquid clings to the skin, stripping and burning it away and impossible to remove. Digwa will already be a category “KOS” prisoner. This is not an official title in the prison system, but rather one invented by prisoners. It means “Kill on Sight.” I do hope he is okay.

Ireland for the Non-Irish

Strictly speaking, Southern Ireland, or Éire, is not the remit of The Union Jackal. It remains a part of the EU, the implications of which have taken a new and destructive turn for the Irish people, and only Northern Ireland remains a part of the United Kingdom. Professor David Betz, incidentally, who has long been predicting civil war in the UK, predicts that if and when it starts, it will be in Northern Ireland. But as for Éire, there is such a kinship between that country and England that the current plight of the Irish can’t be ignored by anyone with an interest in both white patriotism and the great replacement.

As of June 12, Ireland will be fully part of the 2024 EU Pact on Migration and Asylum, If that sounds like it will be more bad news for the white Irish, that’s because it will be. The Irish border is already open from the north, and Dublin, the capital of Éire, now sees migrant violence on a daily basis. Muslim arrivistes are flooding the country, as the range of preferential benefits is equal that of the UK. The difference under the Pact will be that the country (meaning its ordinary people) will now be mandated to take in a certain quota of migrants dictated by Brussels. Here is a key clause:

Permanent solidarity framework: The new framework ensures that EU countries will receive the solidarity needed. EU countries choose how they will participate, between relocations, financial contributions, operational support, request deductions, and ‘responsibility offsets’.

What are “responsibility offsets”? That’s an easy one. These will be in the form of fines if Éire doesn’t take in endless streams of Muslim trash. How will this affect the Emerald Isle? Look at what has happened this year, and take your choice from a long inventory of atrocities the Irish never asked or voted for. In one month recently, there were four separate bus crashes in Dublin, involving fatalities. Every bus was driven by an immigrant. This is the diversity that the Irish government have told its people is their strength. Last month, Yves Sakila, a convicted Congolese shoplifter, died while three security guards were tackling him after he had allegedly stolen from Arnotts, a large and expensive department store in Dublin. Fleeing the store, the man collided with a white Irishman in his 80s, who fell to the ground and broke his hip, undoubtedly shortening his life. The man was subdued by the three security guards, and died during the incident. Despite the fact that all the guards were non-Irish nationals, this somehow proved that the entire country was racist. There followed days of disruptive protests in Dublin city center, including an African witch-doctor casting voodoo spells on Arnotts, guaranteeing death to all who entered the store. There were no such protests for the death of Alexander Coughlan, a gay, white Irish man beaten to death by two teenage immigrants while he pled for his life on his knees. Mr. Coughlan’s dying on his knees seems strangely symbolic of the imminent demise of this once-beautiful country.

The EU Migrant and Asylum Pact will hasten the end of Éire. A million immigrants have entered the country in a decade. While the US, and even the UK, could absorb this influx of low social capital, those nations have somewhat more than five million people in them, as Ireland had ten years ago. Net migration makes the situation look cosmetically better, but those leaving are largely the young Irish, and many are headed for Australia, which ironically began its life as an English penal colony. Farewell, Ireland, unless you can fight back as you did in 1916.

Restore or Reform?

The tale of Nigel Farage’s Reform UK and Rupert Lowe’s Restore Britain has all the elements of a political thriller. Farage ejected Lowe from Reform when the gentleman farmer voiced his opinion that mass deportations would be necessary to help ease the immigration crisis. Instead of a clean break, Farage’s aide de camp, Zia Yusuf (yet another Muslim in British politics) made allegations of threats of violence against Lowe, and attempted to have him imprisoned. To say there is a personal animus between Farage and Lowe is a little like saying that Netanyahu and whoever is this week’s surviving Ayatollah of Iran don’t really see eye to eye. On June 16, however, the two parties go head-to-head in one of the UK’s most significant by-elections in years.

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Makerfield is an electoral ward in Greater Manchester. Its former MP (Member of Parliament), Josh Simons, stepped down to allow another man to run, the current Mayor of Manchester, Andy Burnham, self-styled “King of the North.” Simons had an ulterior motive, as did Burnham. It is an open secret at Westminster that a leadership election will occur at some stage this year, and Burnham is the favorite to take over as Labour leader, and therefore PM from the hapless Keir Starmer. The problem is that the Labour Party constitution requires that the PM must be a sitting MP. Reform and Restore are both fielding candidates, and this is where the complication arises in this vital by-election.

Makerfield is part of the traditional Labour heartland, but that landscape is changing fast. Current polling gives Burnham 43% of the vote, with Reform on 40%. Restore are on 8%, and the problem is obvious; Restore look likely to split the vote and give the seat to Burnham. Rupert Lowe thus finds himself in the odd position of being head of a party which is less than four months old, and yet is about to decide who the next British PM will be. Farage, widely tipped as the next non-Labour PM, is the man who would be king, but it is his deadly rival who may yet turn out to be kingmaker.

The World Cop-Out

Soon, the men of England will rise as one to get behind the country of their forefathers. Sadly, the reason won’t be to repel invaders or re-run the Peasants Revolt of 1381, but to watch a sportsball contest. This will be the first football World Cup in my non-infantile lifetime in which I won’t be bothering to watch a game, not even one involving England. It is taking place in the US, Canada, and Mexico, which should be fun what with the cartels and everything. But football, or rather those who control it, has betrayed the very men it started with, and who were its lifeblood until liberal modernity took the reins; the working class. Football is one of the biggest weapons in the arsenal of those who wish to distract whites from the deliberate destruction of their civilizations. I’m sure it will get by without me.

The FIFA World Cup 2026 is already running into trouble, with several teams having visa problems, and many games having low ticket sales. FIFA, world football’s governing body, have been desperate to get Americans to be as obsessed with football as the rest of the world in order to sell them the great distraction. But America’s two sports, (American) football and baseball, are insular, and enthusiastic as Americans may be about sport, they are just not going to transfer their affections to an upstart outsider. The USA have had their successes, most notably beating the Portugal team of Luis Vigo 3-2 in 1992, and “soccer moms” is a familiar phrase, but football was never going to usurp the pigskin and the slugger. The American women’s team also had some success, but to watch a game was to risk seeing that creature, Megan Rapinoe.

I can’t bring myself to watch an England team with so few white Englishmen in it, nor can I stand to watch players who knelt for George Floyd (as they would never be asked to do for Henry Nowak) and wore rainbow laces and arm-bands to show their support for sexual deviants. I’ll stick with cricket, a far more intelligent game. Also, the current England test team is composed of white Englishmen, not exotic imports or holders of quick-fix passports. For me, the World Cup has become a poisoned chalice.

THE UNION JACKAL

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