michael quinn

We don’t need asylum backlogs, we don’t need migrant hotels, we don’t need endless appeals. What we need to do is actually very simple. Two words. Detain. Deport. Scrap the entire asylum system - no more asylum seekers. If you come, you get deported. It doesn’t matter who, or if they claim to be gay or whatever else. All must go. There can be no exceptions. Send them back to where they came from. If we can’t ascertain where that is? Establish a third party scheme, and send them there. Don’t let them roam the streets. Don’t let them intimidate women. Don’t let them deliver takeaway food. Make it uncomfortable. Detain them. All of them. Securely. They broke the law, they should be locked up. If there aren’t the facilities, build the facilities - I would do so near a runway. We estimate that it needs to be increased sevenfold. Better get a move on, then. We put together a policy paper which showed a mass deportation scheme would save the country £10 billion a year upon completion. This will not only pay for itself, but save the taxpayer a vast sum. Restore Britain will aim to campaign exactly for that, and we will talk about it in plain English without the usual nonsensical riddles. Because politicians need to urgently cut the relentless bullshit and I promise you, we will cut the bullshit. There is one way to stop the boats, and only one way to stop the boats. Detain and deport. There is no other way. That’s it. Not a single one can stay. If the law doesn’t allow for it? CHANGE THE SODDING LAW. Because for illegal migrants - it’s mass deportations or a mass amnesty. There are your two options. Pick one. I choose mass deportations, every single time.

Walk down almost any high street in England. There’s a vape shop, run by a foreign man who can barely speak English. There’s a Turkish barber, run by a foreign man who can barely speak English. There’s an ‘asian’ grocery store, run by a foreign man who can barely speak English. Character, gone. Community, gone. Independent British shops, mostly wiped away. It just doesn’t feel like England anymore. Does all of this make our country richer? It certainly doesn’t feel like it, walking through the decaying heart of almost every town in the country. The quiet, relentless erosion of community by the sheer scale and pace of change imposed from above - the sense that we were one nation, one people. It all just feels gone. When gangs of foreign men loiter on street corners, shouting in their own language, drinking and spitting. Are we supposed to just accept that as normal? Is that now what our country is? Women feeling intimidated in their own towns? Because I don’t like it. It did not used to be like this. It’s not England. And it doesn’t have to be like this. The change that has been imposed on us? It is not permanent. It is not irreversible. It is not inevitable. Before any of that can happen, we need to get our politicians to even begin to discuss these issues - honestly, openly and without fear. Labour, Reform, Conservative. All scared of their own shadows, terrified of being called racist by an establishment media based in leafy Surrey towns that are yet to be enriched by all of this wonderful immigration. I am so past caring about what these people think. We deserve to feel at home in the towns that our ancestors built. Not unsafe, not intimidated, not unwelcome. I’ve had enough of it. The British people have had enough of it. It’s time the rest of Westminster caught up.