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Weeks into power, Reform UK’s flagship council in Kent has cancelled a third of its meetings – including ones required by law – because they hadn't reckoned on governance being about budgets, planning, public services and an obligation to the people who live there bylinetimes.com/2025/06/02/r...

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Musk and Trump. As bad as each other. Do not be gamed by this falling-out. Tesla stock has plummeted. TrumpCoin has dropped 12%. The only thing going up is popcorn sales

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Thomas Fugate - fresh out of uni, still blinking from the sunlamp of adolescence - has been handed the keys to the US counter-extremism effort. A Heritage Foundation intern who once bagged groceries with both hands and now cradles the brain of homeland security like it’s a stress ball

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Reform UK councils, bankrolled by Musk in Farage’s wank fantasy, will be run like one of his startups: held together by hair grips and delusion. Libraries to be rebranded as “legacy data bunkers”. Grow up, you turquoise fucks. Your saviour has become a laughing stock to actual cretins in the US.

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Arsenal memories. April 20, 2011. Bale sprints through, Szczęsny charges out like he’s late for a fire, wipes him clean off the pitch. Bale doesn’t reappear for the second half. Szczęsny? Strolls back to goal and winks at Djourou like he’s just nutmegged God. Peak North London Derby.

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The MAHA Report was ghostwritten by ChatGPT with a head injury – I think RFK Jr has some sort of biopolitical Munchausen syndrome by proxy

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Stopped two men dragging a girl off the road into a wooded roundabout. That’s the last thing I remember - before waking up in Margate hospital, ribs fractured, face rearranged, a sea of claret.

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