Can we say ‘invasion’ now? What other word is there for the rough intrusion of tens of thousands of young men into the sovereign territory of a foreign nation? Surely not even the sappiest leftist in his tattered keffiyeh and ‘Refugees Welcome’ t-shirt would describe the thuggish gatecrashing of an independent nation as ‘asylum seeking’? That might be the one and only upside to the extraordinary events in Ceuta yesterday: the death, at last, of euphemism. The impossibility of any longer dressing up the West’s suicidal abandonment of its borders as ‘kindness’.
🚨🔥 🇪🇸 Ceuta.
Pas une crise.⁰Une invasion.
Le Maroc attaque.⁰L’Espagne regarde.⁰L’Europe se couche.
Assez.⁰Frontières. Armée. Maintenant.
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pic.twitter.com/TUxFKKGO0M— GDams (@Gdams70) July 30, 2026
There is talk that Morocco orchestrated the invasion, an act of war in my view.
