Following my pointing out to the Assistant Commissioner of Police their typo – it was just that, no conspiracy theory needed hey have updated their webpage, corrected their error, and emailed me this with which to reassure you:
Mr Daniel Hart of the U.S. Press Office will do his best to ensure our event is recorded from within (while the Embassy is officially shut, because visits by the POTUS are rare, lots of staff will be inside) and you can expect this to be broadcast far and wide.
Sent: 13 July 2018
Subject: With people like you on the team …
On 18 March 2016, the Rt. Hon. Iain Duncan Smith – my MP – was principled enough to walk out of Camoron’s cabinet. Ostensibly, it was in disgust at Osborne’s proposed cuts to disability benefits, but asevri fule kno, it was more to do with the frightful bias shown by HMG in favour of REMAIN, the appalling, lie-filled, taxpayer-funded anti-Brexit “balanced” (sic) government toilet paper masquerading as an informative leaflet through every letter box in the UK, the lack of preparation for a LEAVE outcome, and the generally unprincipled carryings-on of that fake.
Some of you – Michael, especially, are you listening? – should have some of the principle shown by Iain Duncan Smith. Or by Norman Tebbit (now Lord Tebbit of Chingford), his predecessor.
In Chingford & Woodford Green, I often walk in Churchill’s footsteps (he was MP for a predecessor constituency); my contempt for the scoundrels, cowards, idiots and traitors among the 650 simply knows no bounds.
Meanwhile, UKIP surges back in the opinion polls, thanks to the betrayal by the so-called Prime Minister. As my memory is beginning to fail me, perhaps one of you fine chaps could ask her to remind me how much was the % commission per joiner pre-agreed to be paid to her in a brown paper bag, new preshrunk fivers, for boosting UKIP’s membership so enormously? We can’t cope with the flood.
Not one of you loathes Labour more than I (sorry, Kate), as James Brokenshire may privately confirm, but even I have begun to think that five years of the gimlet-eyed Ancient Mariner who stoppeth one in three, the terrorists-best-friend Chancellor and Prof. Abbopotamus (Maths laced with Hypocrisy) might be a price worth paying to rid the country of the traitor class.
Not one of you loves Europe more than I; it behooves us to do everything we can to rid Europe of the EU, before Europe sinks. Doing this while Sharia May rearranges deckchairs and arranges diversions is impossible.
We can help only from a successfully launched lifeboat.
Thanks to UKIP, there was a Referendum, and thanks to UKIP, the Referendum was won. If you think we’re going to let you lot chuck it away because of that creature in Number 10, a worthy successor to Bliar/Brown/Camoron, think again.