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Exporting Jobs, Importing Virtue: A Marxist Critique of Gary Smith’s Net Zero Position

Gary Smith says Britain’s net zero policy has exported jobs and imported virtue. But what he’s really defending isn’t working-class power, this is fossil capital in a hard hat. Decarbonisation without class politics is a gift to Farage. But the answer isn’t more oil. It’s public ownership, planning, and a transition built by workers, not against them.

Britain

From “Feed the World” to Looking Away

Live Aid was forty years ago. Today, we are haunted once again by the images of starving children (and now, starving adults) in Gaza. But this time, it doesn’t seem to register. No concerts. No campaigns. No national reckoning. Why? Because the system can only process suffering when it’s stripped of politics. Ethiopia’s famine was framed as fate. Gaza’s is a siege, and Britain is complicit. That’s the difference.

Alexander Dugin

Dugin Watch: The Performance of Apocalypse

Alexander Dugin has declared the Istanbul peace talks “meaningless theatre” and announced the arrival of “total war.” He wants Russia (not just its army, but its soul) put on a permanent war footing.

Screenshot of a Daily Mail headline by Frank Furedi reading: "We've been silenced on mass migration and the nation's furious. All it will take is one spark and tinderbox Britain will go up in flames: FRANK FUREDI." Below the headline, it notes the article was published at 01:10 on 24 July 2025 and updated at 09:25 the same day. The Mail logo appears at the top left.
Far Right Extremism

Britain Will Not Burn – But Furedi Wants It To

Frank Furedi claims the public has been silenced, while shouting from the pages of the Daily Mail. What he’s really mourning is the loss of uncontested dominance: the fantasy of a Britain where dissent means agreeing with him. This isn’t analysis, it’s a staged panic, designed to justify repression and launder far-right talking points as common sense. Britain isn’t a tinderbox. But pieces like this are trying hard to make it one.

In red ink on textured beige paper, a line of riot police with visors and shields confronts an angry crowd. One masked protester is being pulled back mid-leap. The figures are stylised and simplified, with harsh lines and dramatic motion, evoking urgency and confrontation. In the background, blocky lettering hints at a school building.
Britain

The Hotels Are Just the Excuse

The protests outside migrant hotels aren’t spontaneous. They are engineered. Stoked by far-right groups, amplified by the right-wing press, and legitimised by political cowardice, what we’re witnessing is a strategic campaign to turn fear into power. When the police protect anti-racists, it’s called provocation. When the far right throws bottles, it’s “community concern.” The hotels are just the excuse. The real target is the idea that Britain could ever belong to all of us.

A screenshot of The Telegraph’s website front page. The main headline reads: “Police take pro-migrant protesters to asylum hotel.” The subheading says, “Essex officers brought counter-demonstrators to face angry residents, claim witnesses.” Beside the text is an image of uniformed police officers in high-visibility jackets standing in front of a group of pro-migrant protesters holding “Stand Up to Racism” placards. A black Jeep with a visible rear wheel is parked in the foreground. The scene takes place outside the Bell Hotel in Clacton-on-Sea. The mood is tense, with the police forming a line between protesters and onlookers.
Far-Right

The Telegraph’s Riot: When Anti-Fascists Become the Problem

While far right mobs are framed as “concerned locals”, anti-fascists are treated as the threat. The police escort becomes the scandal, not the fact that far-right demonstrators are being allowed to dominate England’s streets with near impunity. When the media sides with the mob, resistance is rebranded as provocation.

The Butcher’s Apron: How the Far Right Got What It Wanted

Let’s not pretend this was ever about a child proud of her nation. It’s about the adults. Their performance, their grievance, their weaponisation of the flag. The far right didn’t stumble upon this story; they engineered it. A girl in a Union Jack dress becomes a national martyr, a school is hounded into closure, and the flag flies higher because of it. This isn’t about inclusion. It’s about intimidation. Once again, they’ve made the butcher’s apron the price of admission, and Labour’s too afraid to say otherwise.

Time to Face Facts: Bayrou, Budget Bombshells, and the Unthinkable Truth About Fortress Europe

Europe is not being overrun—it’s running out. Of workers, of births, of time. François Bayrou’s budget bombshell is less about fiscal rules than demographic reckoning. Fortress Europe clings to nostalgia while the tax base collapses. No amount of white-baby fantasies or border theatre will reverse the maths. The future demands what no mainstream party dares admit: migration, not austerity, is the condition of survival.

A weathered protest-style poster titled "THE ANOINTED FALLS" features a crumbling Roman-style statue of a robed male figure with an outstretched arm, half-submerged in a swamp. The black-and-white image is overlaid with red stencil graffiti reading “IT WAS A FRAUD,” “DRAIN THE SWAMP,” and “LOSER.” The poster’s edges are torn and stained, evoking a gritty, decayed aesthetic.

Dugin Watch: A Theology of Disappointment

Dugin is no longer prophesying. He’s grieving. What was once a militant theology of MAGA as civilisational rebirth has curdled into lament. Trump, the anointed disruptor, has become just another functionary—an “object,” not a “subject.” The Deep State wasn’t slain, the Epstein files remain sealed, Israel is unchallenged. Dugin’s dream wasn’t defeated in battle. It drowned in compromise.

A vintage, protest-style print featuring two empty wooden podiums positioned in front of large, grainy depictions of the UK and German flags. The image has a textured, screen-printed look in a red, black, and beige palette, evoking the visual language of 1968 political posters. The flags loom behind the podiums, slightly distorted and overlaid with halftone grit, suggesting absence, power, and ideological theatre.

The Treaty’s in the Mail

What began as rupture has returned as routine. Brexit survives not in open defiance, but in the quiet enforcement of borders, the bureaucratic choreography of treaties, and the managed reintegration of a Britain that still won’t say its name.

From Fordism to Fascist Nostalgia

There was a time when the production line ordered more than goods, it ordered life. Work meant wages, wages meant stability, and stability gave the illusion of progress. That was Fordism. What remains now is the shell of that promise, retrofitted as nationalist fantasy. The factory is gone, but its myth has been repurposed. Not to build, but to blame.

The Politics of Fear in Opposition

Philp’s not doing politics, he is doing panic. Jenrick’s dragging the whole Tory lot further right, and this is what’s left: no ideas, no plan, just enemies. Same fear, different headline.

A grainy, black-and-white brick wall with a faded Pride flag poster pasted in the centre. Spray-painted across the flag in bold red letters are the words “NEUTRALITY = COMPLICITY”. Below, in black stencilled text, it reads “TRANS RIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS”.

Against the Ruling: Pride, Policing, and the Politics of Supposed Impartiality

Neutrality in the face of injustice is not impartiality. This is complicity. The court’s ruling isn’t about keeping police out of politics; it’s about appeasing a reactionary movement that wants trans people pushed from public life. Today it’s Pride. Tomorrow it’s the right to celebrate Eid, to march for Black lives, to speak up for Palestine. The message is clear: visibility is permitted only for the unthreatening.