I’m sorry, but I have finally reached a point where I am so angry I can barely compose myself to write. Scarcely a day passes without learning of some unbearable new abomination. Please consider this column a prolonged and anguished scream in the style of Edvard Munch.
There is no longer any room for doubt that violent and sexual attacks on British women, girls and children by illegal migrants and other men from misogynist cultures are shrugged off as collateral damage by a Government that refuses, for reasons of political expediency and ideological preference, to protect them.
