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Have you see the one with the woman ganged up on them by a load of youngsters screaming in her face to raise the fist. Also one with BLM going to restaurants harassing people to raise the fist which they do to please them.

Yep, it's getting nuts over there and twats here never far behind !
Lots of white middle class pricks helping the racist blm mob who's main purpose is revenge on the whites ! They think they wont get targeted by blm if the chance arose ffs !
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Yep, it's getting nuts over there and twats here never far behind !
Lots of white middle class pricks helping the racist blm mob who's main purpose is revenge on the whites ! They think they wont get targeted by blm if the chance arose ffs !
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What a novel idea , use bigger force against a smaller force , perhaps that may quell the current violence
 
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Sing along if you please

Land of Hope and Glory

Mother of the Free

How shall we extol thee

Who are born of thee?

Wider still, and wider

Shall thy bounds be set;

God, who made thee mighty

Make thee mightier yet!

Dear Land of Hope, thy hope is crowned

God make thee mightier yet!

On Sov'ran brows, beloved, renowned

Once more thy crown is set

Thine equal laws, by Freedom gained

Have ruled thee well and long;

By Freedom gained, by Truth maintained

Thine Empire shall be strong

Thy fame is ancient as the days

As Ocean large and wide: A pride that dares, and heeds not praise

A stern and silent pride

Not that false joy that dreams content

With what our sires have won;

The blood a hero sire hath spent

Still nerves a hero son