Thursday, 7 May 2015

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In the mid 1990’s, this Amsterdam-based band of L.A. expats toured extensively all over Western Europe, playing clubs and festivals, both small and large. They eventually released an album and a pair of singles on Roadrunner Records.

Once described by a reviewer as, “Neil Young meets Patti Smith, smoking a spliff with Dinosaur Jr.,” POP was one of Melody Maker’s Picks of the Year for 1993. That year they played their biggest co-billing for 35,000 people, at the Bevrijdingsdag festival in Haarlem NL, with headliner 2 Unlimited.

Wednesday, 6 May 2015

VETO PEDO





I have a friend of 25 years, who had the cheek to tell me a couple of years back, that I would get up on a frog, if it stopped hopping. Of course it's not true, especially for a Catholic boy from Ireland. However,there is a certain truth to it, in the sense that I hardly ever have been monogamus in my life, up to a couple of years ago and I would probaly do the same all over again,if given a chance. Howver that comes with a health warning, that it can be a very expensive in many different ways.. I regard myself as fortunate, in the sense that I am attracted to women, it's just in my case, I find most women beautiful and sexy, so in that sense my life is relatively eimple. There was just one occasion, when I was about three years sober, when I visited the Red Light District in Amsterdam a lot, that I may have had sex with a man by mistake. It was late at night and they were closing shop, so it was very dark and I went in without paying much attention. Towards the end of the session, it felt different, so I asked he/she if they were man or a woman, when it was over, to which I got the reply,"Does it make any difference now?". I had to agree it didn't but it was definitely a learning experience. However at the end of day, I am partial to women, full stop but I have learned, not to take myself too seriously, when it comes to sex.




When I come across stuff in reality, on a daily basis that shocks me, I have learned to put it in the category of, 'it is what it is!'. In my experience and travels, I have marvelled time after time, about the wonderful diversity of life and for anyone who is passionate about living, it certainly is not boring,when I am in touch with my heart. People from different cultures, colours, sexual orientation, have brought much joy and experience to my life and have made my life fun on many occsions. As a result I am very reluctant from to pass judegment on anybody, including myself and a lot of personal liberation comes from that. A lot of the people I knew in Amsterdam came from dysfunctional homes, some of which included child rape. Initially, as I had no personal experience of sexual rape, it was subject I tried to steer clear of but often our friends choose us.



Initially I was horrified, both with the stories and the resulting damage it had done to many friends of mine. In fact the stories were so horrific, particularly those who were victims of satanic cults, that I was inclined to wonder, if they were exaggerated. However the stories were so persistent and consistent from many sources, that I eventually concluded they were mostly factual. Bearing in mind, that I myself came from an extremely violent home, it took many years to come to terms with it, in fact I am not sure, that I still have. Having led a very promiscous life myself and being no paragon of virtue, I am extremely reluctant to rush to judgement of anyone else. However there does come a time, where a line has to be drawn. I have in the course of my life, on occasions come across pubescent young women, who can be quite sexually aggressive. One occasion stands out from a time I was in London, in my early twenties, when I would strip abandoned house of lead and copper,for the price of a drink. On one occasion, I went into an abandoned house, with windows and doors, galvanized up, so it was very dark inside. I was working away when I realized a young girl had crept into the house.




She had very strong, expensive perfume and I retreated into a corner to hide but she saw me. She pursued me into the corner slowly, with the scent of her perfume being very strong. She came right up against me and I could see she had a beauticul face and frankly her demeanour, was sexually aggressive, combined with the overwhelming scent of her perfume, she was sexually arousing. I declined and got to fuck out of there, as fast as I could, because I could see, she was at the most fourteen years of age. That incident often crossed my mind years later, as there was something about it, that defies logic, and of course if I had crossed that line, I would be politcally compromised. I am certain that over the years, that many sexual practices, which were regarded in their time as deviant, went into the little black book of British Intelligence Services, particularly in the matter of colonial Ireland.




The wondeful spiritual gift of sobriety, that was unconditionally given to me, is however conditional in one aspect, that I pass it on to anyone, who requests my help, who is entirely willing to go to any lengths to have it.  I don't believe I would be breaking anyone's anonymity by revealing, that on one occasion a paedophile asked me for help, in the matter of sobriety but I picked up from him, that it is complex condition. I tried as best I could to help but had to refer him to someone else, who might understand the matter better than me. It is a fact, that in many ancient civilizations, and indeed in some today, that this practice was culturally acceptable, something Imperialists became aware of and used to great advantage. At the end of the day, I am no expert in these matters and can only come to my own conlusions, as a result of experience. I know that the best definition, I have come across of that much abused word Love, is that Love is Patient, something absent in my own life, until I was the fortunate receipient of it, coupled with tolerance.




My own conclusion, is that until a child reaches the age of consent, both mentally, emotionally and physically, sexual activity with an adult involves rape to a lesser or greater extent and that it often is persistent rape, of the worst kind, that inflicts considerable damage, in all three aspects of a victim's life. To compound this crime, it is even further accentuated by both political and commerial exploitation of the worst kind, that destroys the integrity of whole communities and cultures. From my own experience, until there is a fully transparent, dialectic, without any form of censorship on this matter, we are not on the path to recovery in Ireland, froma problem that is 'sytemic,' despite all the millions spent on Official Inquiries. I believe most of our politcians are compromised, along with elemnts in every aspect of our establisment, more often than not, being in the little black book of British Intelligence Services. I do not make this charge lightly and am fully aware of the many potential consequences. Until people stand up and be counted this state of affairs will continue, for many generations to come.




I believe that the Pseudo Peace Process in Ireland, without Truth & Reconciliation, was built on the little black book of paedophillia and Orange Order Beastiality, for purposes of exploitation. I believe every single canididate, standing for high office in the current British General Election, should come under particular scutiny in this matter. While I personally, for the sake of sanity, have consigned much of this. to the box of it is what is, there is one particular aspect of the matter, that I cannot come to terms with. How can hundreds of thousands of parents, with young children in Ireland, vote for known pedophile politcal parties either engaged or enabling it or those parties engaged in beastiality. I simply cannot for the life of me understand this. Again for my own sanity,I often use black humour, which many find tasteless, to take care of my own well being. If you are a parent who is still connected with your heart, I would ask you to share this post, with as many people as you can, as it will, like Irish Blog be mostly censored by intranets to either slow it or prevent you reading it.

Tuesday, 5 May 2015

BOYCOTT BRUTISH SINN FEIN FASCIST COLLABORATORS










TODAY is the anniversary of the death of BobbY Sands on the 1981 H-Blocks Hunger Strike. Bobby's most famous poem from that titanic struggle between Irish republican political prisoners and the might of the British prison regime, the British Government and collaborator forces ranged against them.


The Rhythm Of Time

By Bobby Sands



There’s an inner thing in every man,


Do you know this thing my friend?


It has withstood the blows of a million years,


And will do so to the end.


It was born when time did not exist,


And it grew up out of life,


It cut down evil’s strangling vines,


Like a slashing searing knife.


It lit fires when fires were not,


And burnt the mind of man,


Tempering leadened hearts to steel,


From the time that time began.


It wept by the waters of Babylon,


And when all men were a loss,


It screeched in writhing agony,


And it hung bleeding from the Cross.


It died in Rome by lion and sword,


And in defiant cruel array,


When the deathly word was ‘Spartacus’


Along the Appian Way.


It marched with Wat the Tyler’s poor,


And frightened lord and king,


And it was emblazoned in their deathly stare,


As e’er a living thing.


It smiled in holy innocence,


Before conquistadors of old,


So meek and tame and unaware,


Of the deathly power of gold.


It burst forth through pitiful Paris streets,


And stormed the old Bastille,


And marched upon the serpent’s head,


And crushed it ‘neath its heel.


It died in blood on Buffalo Plains,


And starved by moons of rain,


Its heart was buried in Wounded Knee,


But it will come to rise again.


It screamed aloud by Kerry lakes,


As it was knelt upon the ground,


And it died in great defiance,


As they coldly shot it down.


It is found in every light of hope,


It knows no bounds nor space


It has risen in red and black and white,


It is there in every race.


It lies in the hearts of heroes dead,


It screams in tyrants’ eyes,


It has reached the peak of mountains high,


It comes searing ‘cross the skies.


It lights the dark of this prison cell,


It thunders forth its might,


It is ‘the undauntable thought’, my friend,


That thought that says ‘I’m right!’


Rithim an Ama i nGaeilge


Tá guth i gcroí an duine,


An eol duit cad é féin?


Is ann dó ó thús ama,


Beidh sé linn go deireadh ré.


Rugadh é sularbh ann don domhan,


De phréamh na beatha é,


Ghearr sé anuas féithleoga an oilc


Le scian ghéar.


D’adhain sé tine sa dorchadas


A chuir lasair faoinár gcroí,


Dhein cruach de luaidhe na hintinne


Go síoraí.


Chaoin sé cois uiscí na Bablóine


Is nuair a bhí an dóchas gann


Scréach sé as corp réabtha


A bhí céasta ar Chrann.


Chuir an leon is an claíomh chun báis é


Sa tSean-Róimh fadó,


Ach ba chlos an focal Spartacus


Gan aon agó.


Le Wat Tyler sea do mháirseáil sé,


Chuir sceimhle ar thiarna is ar rí


Sceimhle a sheas ina súile


Mar mharbh-lí.


Aoibh air, naofa saonta,


Roimh an Conquistador,


Ceansa is neamheolach


Ar chumhacht an óir.


Réab sé trí shráideanna Pháras


Is d’ionsaigh an sean-Bhastille,


Shatail ar chloigeann na nathrach


gur fhág sé í gan bhrí.


Leagadh é ar Mhá na mBuabhall,


D’fhulaing ocras is plá,


Cuireadh a chroí i nGlúin Leonta -


Ach tiocfaidh a lá.


Ba chlos a liú thar lochanna Chiarraí


Is é ar a dhá ghlúin,


Is maraíodh é, a dhorn san aer,


Le croí fuar.


Is faightear é i lóchrann dóchais,


Níl teorainn lena réim,


I gcroí gach treibh is cine


Faoin ngréin.


Scréach na laochra ar lár


I súile na dtíoránach,


Ag réabadh trí na spéartha


Go dtí na beanna arda.


Soilsíonn an cillín uaigneach seo


Lena dhóchas, lena neart,

An smaoineamh úd, dochloíte

Below is and account of Nazi Fascism, sponsored by 
the British in Occupied Ireland, post Peace Process. A Proper Peace Process has Truth & Reconciliation, followed by Consent as in South Africa. Obviously there are many dark secrets, that are afraid of the Light of Day. This is the Blueshirts all over again, albeit in a slightly more covert form. This is NOT, what Irish Freedom Fighters died for. On the Anniversary of the murder of Bobby Sands, we can be eertain, that He and his 9 comrades, did not give their lives for this. Ireland and the Process are as sick as it's secrets. The Internment of Dee Fennell and his comrades, are proof of a return to Orange Order Rule, with British Sinn Fein, being their fascist puppets and collaborators. The Truth Will Out! These activities, along with the secrets that are fuelling them, must be exposed to the Light of Day and it is the responsibilty of all those who stand in Solidarity with the Donnelly Family, to work consistently, to expose the Truth. Ultimately it is the Love of Ireland and it's People, as demonstrated by Volunteers like Bobby Sands, along with the Truth being exposed, that will set Ireland Free. Our Cause is noble and will prevail over the dark secrets of repression, that fuel these attacks. There is nothing more Powerful on the Face of this Earth, than the Unadulterated Truth, coupled with with what Mairead Farrell said, "Our Head is our Best Weapon." I call on all citizens of the Republic, to stand in Solidarity with the Donnelly family and their stand for exposing the truth about the collaborators of British repression. I used to believe the best way to fight fire was with fire. On this occasion, I would ask republicans to remember that we fight fire with water and by exposing the secrets of repression! I offer the Donnelly Family my full support and Solidarity and I call on all freedom loving people, to Boycott British Sinn Fein and all parties who have enabled and continue to enable Child Rape, Censorshup and brutal repression in Ireland on behalf of British Imperialism.


Vicious attack on Republican family


The Provisionals sent five of its party militia to attack the Donnelly family in their home in Derry city.

Michael Donnelly (49), his wife Martina (47), and two of their children, Niamh (10) and Caoimhe (6) arrived at the house at 11.10pm. Five minutes earlier they had been stopped by members of the British colonial police (RUC) and interrogated at length as to their movements that night, and in particular, if they would be going home soon.

Michael's son Deaglán (22), described the subsequent attack to SAOIRSE:

"My parents and sisters returned from a trip to buy milk. My other sister Úna (11), my fianceé Tina (22) and I were also at home and we were all in the living room. Exactly ten minutes later four masked men wearing combat clothing burst into the room and one shouted ‘IRA Provisionals'. One sprayed ‘mace' tear gas into my mother's eyes and into my little sisters' faces and started to beat my father.

"They had baseball bats studded with nails and iron crowbars. Niamh climbed on top of the armchair and jumped on one of the thugs to protect her Daddy, but he threw her to the ground and clubbed her on the leg with a nail-studded baseball bat.

"Úna then jumped across her father to protect him and her back was badly beaten. Caoimhe was still sitting on his knee and she was also beaten by the Provisional thugs.

"Despite the ferocity of the attack, my father made it to his feet and was able to tackle three Broy Harriers while I grabbed the fourth's iron bar and fought back. We were beating them out of the room towards the front door, but one pulled a revolver and fired a shot. We turned to protect the children and as my father stood over the girls they beat his back.

‘You cost us a seat, you bastard'

"We fought them out to the kitchen where they beat my father to the ground. One was shouting "you cost us a seat you bastard." I was still fighting the fourth one, but he pulled another revolver and shouted ‘stop or you're shot'.

"A fifth Broy Harrier, also carrying a baseball bat, then came into the kitchen. He was obviously the driver and was worried that the others were taking so long — they weren't expecting a fight. He came after me, along with the one who pulled the gun on me and another, but I got away and raised the alarm.

"They went back into the kitchen and all five cease-fire soldiers went about beating one unrepentant Republican, as he lay on the ground, for refusing to surrender his ideals. Although my father was now lying on the floor with a broken leg he wrenched a crowbar from one of them and kneecapped him with it. My mother tried to intervene, but one of them stuck his arm in her face and said ‘IRA Provisionals, fuck off'. Tina got to the phone and raised the alarm, the Broy Harriers left.

"Although five members of the Provisionals' party militia walked into our house two of them had to be carried out. Some of them fell on the driveway and one injured himself badly on some building blocks by falling on them. The blocks were covered in blood.

"The fascists escaped in a hijacked taxi which they dumped in Shantallow. Local people saw the car and have told us that its seats and floor are covered in blood. The Broy Harriers' blood shows the Provisionals' party militia have failed to break my father and it is common knowledge in Derry that they will never defeat Michael Donnelly, neither physically or politically.

"In 1971 my father was singled out for special torture by British police and the SAS. He was one of the longest serving internees and the last of the original internees of August 9, 1971, to be released. They failed to break him then.

"The new British policemen who attacked our family on June 28 learned the hard way that Michael Donnelly will not surrender to any British agent, whether that Brit be foreign born or a native imperialist.

"The Republican Sinn Féin boycott campaign was very successful and in Derry it lost the Provisionals one seat that they thought would easily be theirs, Gerry O'Hara's, while Mary Nelis only got in on the eight count. What saved her seat was the fact that she was in the SDLP until 1983 and got second preferences from SDLP voters. That is why they attacked our family.

"The Republican Movement is beating them politically and is exposing them as the British agents and quislings that they are."

McGuinness confronted by Martina Donnelly

The night following the attack Michael Donnelly's wife, Martina, confronted the Provisionals' leader in Derry, Martin McGuinness. Thinking that Martina had come to plead for clemency McGuinness naively invited Martina into his house but instead she questioned him about the fascist attack on her family on his own doorstep, in full public view.

McGuinness opened his door but stepped back into his hallway on recognising Martina. When she asked him why five members of his party beat her children and her husband with iron bars and baseball bats studded with nails, McGuinness replied, significantly, "I wasn't here."

He then stepped forward in what an eyewitness described as "an absolutely threatening manner" and proceeded to point his finger into Martina's face. He then said "Your husband has been calling me a traitor all around this town for the past twelve months".

After a slight pause Martina said "Oh, so that's why you did it". McGuinness did not deny this accusation and Martina said "Sure, that's all you are, Martin – a traitor and a collaborator. On Wednesday you'll be sitting with the British government in their assembly. In fact, you'll be part of the British government there."

McGuinness replied, "Keep your voice down. My children are inside" while his wife, Bernie shouted "Just shut the door on them". Martina then asked, "What about my children? You sent five masked men to spray gas into my children's eyes and to beat them and their father up." McGuinness then declared "I'm not listening to this" and slammed his door violently.

Martina then addressed him loudly through his open window repeating "child-beater", "collaborator" and stated "Sure, you'll be running the place for them on Wednesday".

On Wednesday, July 1, three days after the Provisionals attacked the Donnelly family in their home, Martin McGuinness signed himself into the British parliament at Stormont where he is now a colonial assemblyman.

Provisionals issue further threats

Since the Provisionals' vicious attack on the Donnellys the family has been harassed by the British colonial police (RUC) and the Provisional police. This harassment includes a threatening telephone call, made by a woman whose identity is known to Republican Sinn Féin.

Deaglán Ó Donghaile has also received threats, one issued by two individuals from the Provisional office in Creggan.

They stated that if they had gone to carry out the attack "Deaglán would not be walking now. But that doesn't matter because he is next anyway."

Both cease-fire soldiers went on to celebrate the fact that Michael's children had been sprayed with teargas and beaten, saying that "they deserved it for getting in the way".


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Monday, 4 May 2015

ONLY A WORKING CLASS BOY - SANDS - BOBBY SANDS




Bobby Sands 



Biography by Bio

Activist (1954–1981)


Bobby Sands was an Irish nationalist who led a hunger strike in prison in 1981. He was elected Member of Parliament during the strike and died May 5, 1981. 

Synopsis

Born in 1954, Bobby Sands grew up in Belfast under the cloud of nationalist and loyalist divisions. He joined the Republican Movement when he was 18 and was soon arrested and imprisoned for possessing a firearm. A second arrest in 1976 led to a 14-year-sentence. In prison, Sands embarked on a long hunger strike that led to his death. During the strike he was elected a Member of Parliament.
Early Years


A hero among Irish nationalists, Robert Gerard "Bobby" Sands was born in Belfast, Ireland on March 9, 1954. Bobby Sands was the oldest of four children born to John and Rosaleen Sands, and the couple's first son. At an early age, Sands's life was affected by the sharp divisions that shaped the north of Ireland. At the age of 10, he was forced to move with his family out of their neighborhood due to repeated intimidation by loyalists.


"I was only a working-class boy from a Nationalist ghetto," Sands later wrote about his childhood. "But it is repression that creates the revolutionary spirit of freedom."


Loyalist intimidation proved to be a theme in Sands' life. At the age of 18, he was forced out of his job as an apprentice car builder. (He had joined the National Union of Vehicle Builders just two years before.) Not long after, he and his family had to move again, as a result of political trouble.

Activism


The steady number of conflicts pushed Sands to join the Republican Movement in 1972. His ties to the movement soon captured the attention of the authorities, and later that year, he was arrested and charged with possessing firearms in his house. He spent the next three years of his life in prison. Upon his release, Sands immediately returned to the Republican Movement. He signed on as a community activist in Belfast's rough Twinbrook area, quickly becoming a popular go-to person for a range of issues affecting the neighborhood.


In late 1976, authorities arrested Sands again, this time in connection with a bombing that had taken place at a large furniture company and an ensuing gun battle. After weathering a brutal interrogation and then a court proceeding that offered up questionable evidence connecting Sands and three others to the attack, a judge sentenced Sands to 14 years in prison at Her Majesty's Prison's Maze, Long Kesh, a facility used to house Republican prisoners from 1971 until 2000, located just outside of Belfast.


As a prisoner, Sands's stature only grew. He pushed hard for prison reforms, confronting authorities, and for his outspoken ways he was frequently given solitary confinement sentences. Sands's contention was that he and others like him, who were serving prison sentences, were actually prisoners of war, not criminals as the British government insisted.
Hunger Strike


Beginning on March 1, 1981, Sands led nine other Republican prisoners into the H Block section of the Maze, Long Kesh, on a hunger strike that would last until death. Their demands ranged from allowing prisoners to wear their own clothes to permitting visits and mail, all of which were central in improving the inmates' way of life.


Unable to move authorities to give in to his requests, and unwilling himself to end his hunger strike, Sands's health began to deteriorate. During the first 17 days of the strike alone, he lost 16 pounds.


A hero among his fellow nationalists, Sands was elected as a Member of Parliament for Fermanagh and South Tyrone. To the shock of Unionists, he won more than 52 percent of the vote in the north Ireland. While cheered by the victory, Sands seem to know that he was destined to be a martyr.
Death and Legacy


Only days after slipping into a coma, on the morning of May 5, 1981, Sands died from malnutrition due to starvation. He was 27 years old, and had refused to eat for 66 days. He'd become so fragile over his final weeks, he spent his final days on a water bed to protect his deteriorating and fragile body. At time of his death, Sands was married to Geraldine Noade, with whom he had one son, Gerard.


While loyalists dismissed Sands's death, others were quick to recognize its significance. Over the next seven months, nine other IRA supporters died on a hunger strike. Eventually, the British government gave proper political recognition to the prisoners, many of them earning their release under the 1998 Bad Friday agreement.







Sunday, 3 May 2015

DEE IS AWAY WEE WILLIE WILL PLAY


Hardline statement by UDA group
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Leaders of a breakaway UDA faction in north Antrim have warned that their violence is likely to escalate further.
In the last 18 months the group has been responsible for six ‘punishment’ shootings, one of which resulted in a man losing his leg, as well as the murder of 42-year-old Brian McIlhagga in Ballymoney in January.
The upsurge in violence came after the organisation’s long-standing leader in north Antrim, Billy ‘The Mexican’ McFarland, was removed in 2013. A spokesman for the paramilitary group said this week that there had been “a gradual deterioration in the mood and loyalists are angry, especially young loyalists”.
The hardline UDA group said it had never declared a ceasefire and it would continue to exist as long as loyalists felt “marginalised”.
“We have always been outside of the peace process,” the spokesman said.
Last month, Independent Moyle councillor Padraig McShane accused British forces of “running” members of the gang. The former Sinn Fein councillor was the first to draw attention to the unchecked series of 40 attacks, including shootings, arson and pipe bombings, in the last two years.
“The type, level and concentration of attacks coupled with the fact that a small number of arrests are not turning into criminal charges and convictions follows a similar pattern when collusion was at its height,” he said.
“Rank and file PSNI members are openly communicating that they are not allowed to intervene with UDA individuals who enjoy immunity on criminal acts.”
Mr McShane’s home was badly damaged in a firebomb attack last October, which he has blamed on the UDA. Last summer the message ‘Padraig McShane - dead man’ was also painted on a white sheet and placed on a loyalist bonfire in Dervock, County Antrim.
East Derry SDLP assembly member John Dallat said he had raised the loyalist threat with the Dublin government. He said the gang involved was desperate to reassert their influence in an area running from Dervock in County Antrim to Derry city.
“There is deep concern that it is only a matter of time before they turn their attention to the Catholic community that they murdered in the past,” he said.
“If they would inflict this kind of violence and horrendous injuries on their own community what else are they capable of?”


David Cameron defends Israel's right to commit mass murder of Palestinian civilians

Stop the War Coalition . Posted in News

When Israel killed 2,200 Palestinians, including 577 children, in its 2014 war on Gaza, Cameron says it was just 'defending itself'.

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UK prime minister David Cameron greeting Israeli prime minister Benjamin Netanuahu.

BRITISH Prime Minister David Cameron has defended the Israeli regime’s 2014 military aggression against Palestinians in the besieged Gaza Strip.
Cameron said in an interview with the UK-based Jewish Chronicleon 30 April 2015 that Tel Aviv had a right to “defend” itself when it began its war on Gaza in July 2014.
Israel started airstrikes against the besieged Palestinian territory in early July 2014 and later expanded its military campaign with a ground invasion. The war ended in late August that year.
Nearly 2,200 Palestinians, including 577 children, were killed inIsrael’s 50-day onslaught and over 11,100 others, including nearly 3,380 children, 2,088 women and 410 elderly people, were injured. Tens of Israelis were also killed during the war.
Cameron said it was “important to speak out” about standing by Israeli.
The British prime minister’s remarks are his latest ones in showing support for the Israeli regime.
Cameron’s support for the Israeli war on Gaza last summer resulted in the resignation of Britain’s then Foreign Office Minister. Sayeeda Warsi. Warsi stepped down in August 2014 over Cameron’s “morally indefensible” failure to condemn the sufferings in Gaza.
Numerous rights groups and NGOs have also condemned the 2014 Israeli war.
Last month, the International Federation for Human Rights (FIDH) declared month in a report that Israel perpetrated war crimes and crimes against humanity during its devastating military onslaught on the besieged Gaza Strip in July-August 2014.
Furthermore, chief Palestinian negotiator Saeb Erekat announced on March 30 that the International Criminal Court (ICC) had started investigating war crimes committed by Israel during the war on Gaza.
The Palestinian Authority formally became a member of the ICC on April 1, which enables Palestinians to sue Israeli officials for war crimes.