A family of 12 leaves Luton to move to the so-called-alleged-Islamic-State/ISIS/Daesh/whatever David Cameron wants us to call it this week. Good for them. I hope they have a lovely holiday there. Like we did in Scotland and The North. Though its doubtful. You can’t get fish’n’chips in the Islamic State. Its banned. Along with music, fun, good things, nice things and any form of enjoyment. Unless you really enjoy beheadings specifically and death generally.

And I know Luton is not the nicest place in England, and realise that for the last 15 years there’s been a 50 mph limit on the M1 there for the longest roadworks in the history of mankind. Ghengis Khan built a thousand miles of elephant trails across the far east in the time its taken to repair a bit of motorway. But is that reason enough to go and join the most poisonous, brutal, bloodthirsty regime in world history? And take your family, wives (another story) young children?

The head of the family has spoken to say how glad he is to be: “in a land free from the corruption and oppression of man-made law and is governed by the perfect and just laws of Allah”.

Some may feel this to be somewhat contradictory, a touch odd. Even blasphemous in that its blaming their God for all the atrocities. But I don’t. I think everyone can have their own views and opinions, their own dreams, their own versions of Utopia.

And the best place to have such thoughts is over there. With like-minded vermin.

They should never, ever, be allowed back into this country. Why is such a fuss made about finding these people, stopping them going, repatriating them? They want to go there, its not our choice, let them go. Its where they belong. Taking their children to a fucking war zone that’s bombed every night. Its their freedom. More freedom, ironically, that they’ll ever have in ISIS-land. I feel for the children, they’re not given a choice. But arguably in a strictly Muslim household they’re not given much choice wherever they are.

We never want these people back. They have chosen a life that is not only at odds with our own but one that at heart seeks to destroy our way of life. A regime that plants seeds of hate, death and destruction all over the world. From the London Underground to a holiday resort in Tunisia. New York to Bali. An ideology so sick, demented and horrible that if people wish to join it, extremists, radicals, jihadis, just let them go. But don’t let them back.

If you take a paedophile (our other favourite people) and jail him he is still a paedophile. It can’t be cured. Its the way he is made. You can’t un-screw a pregnant woman and you can’t reform an Islamic extremist. The poison is there. Forever. Yes, they can change their minds once they get out there and realise that hacking people’s heads off and murdering whole villages kind’a loses its appeal after a few goes, but the ideology remains.

I appreciate that there are rules about British citizens and making people ‘stateless’ by refusing them entry to their ‘own’ country, but fuck that. These are not normal times. These are certainly not normal people.

Holiday’s over. Driving back to London later today. Been a blast. Been a lorra miles.

Happy Saturday

A xxxx