Once upon a time there was a good and fair country and people who lived in countries that were neither good nor fair travelled to that land and made it their home because they knew it to be kind. But some men who made that land their home brought the values of countries that were neither kind nor fair with them. Such men hated the female children they found in the good and fair country. The girls were white but not chaste; they were dirty unbelievers who went about unaccompanied as if they were boys. They disgusted the men, and they tempted them, which made them hate the female children even more. The monsters, for that is what the men became over time, caused savage harm to thousands of girls – so many that no one is yet sure of the number and may never be, for some were lost or killed. And the monsters drugged and bribed them, they made them sex slaves, branding the girls’ flesh with their initials, ramming large implements into their tiny bodies the better to accommodate four men. 

This may be hard to comprehend, dear reader, but the people of that enlightened land did not protect their daughters. I’m sorry to say they abandoned them to their fate. Police, whose duty it was to look after the most vulnerable, either arrested the girls, dismissed their pleas for help or left them with their tormentors. For that famously kind and decent land had fallen under a strange enchantment, which was called multiculturalism. It said that, no matter how wicked or cruel the men were to the children, you must never speak of it. The dark spell, and what a powerful spell it was (enough to vanquish justice and compassion), caused any who dared to say that Pakistani Muslim men were targeting white girls to become the bad people. Because all cultures are equal, you see, even ones that don’t believe in equality or which agree that girls who aren’t virgins are whores and deserve to be punished.

And those who struggled against the powerful spell that stifled their countrymen were called racist. And to be racist or bigoted or “far-Right” was to be far more hateful than any hatred inflicted on female children, or so the people of the good and fair country were told by their leaders.

And when the monsters swore at the children whom they were raping, saying, “White slag!” “White c—!” – well, that wasn’t at all racist. Because multiculturalism and the BBC say it cannot be so.

A few brave women (Julie, Ann, Maggie, Sarah) who woke from the enchantment and warned young girls were in danger from British Pakistani men were banished and forced to apologise for being “reckless in my choice of words”. Or they lost their seat in the shadow Cabinet.

And the evil – a vast, suppurating evil such as the land had not known for a thousand years – continued to blight that good and fair country. The authorities colluded to make sure the hatred must never speak its name, and the girls carried their lonely torment within them and their rapists got access to the babies they had impregnated them with. (Oh, yes, they did. So strong was the multicultural enchantment it made people surrender the values they had been born to.)

And the monsters were not banished from the good and fair country, not one of them sent back to countries that were neither good nor fair, in case their human rights were breached.

Then, one day, the richest man in the whole wide world came along and broke the dark spell. Elon had read court transcripts telling what those monsters had done to the female children, and he could not believe such unfathomable depravity had taken root in the good and fair country. Because of his great wealth, Elon could not be intimidated into agreeing that thousands of white girls should have been used as a peace offering to placate the gods of multiculturalism. His righteous wrath shamed the cowardly leaders of the land and in their panic they cried “Misinformation!” But the people were having none of it. For they were awake now and they saw what horrors the brutes had been allowed to get away with. As the wicked enchantment lifted, the malevolent myth of multiculturalism was unmasked, the country slowly but surely recovered its senses and demanded the guilty be found and punished, even unto the highest in the land.

As this is a fairytale, I guess it would be nice to say that they all lived happily ever after. Yet, even after it was agreed all the monsters would be deported to great national rejoicing, there was a terrible stain on the good and fair country’s history that would never quite be expunged. It stood shamed before the civilized world. And in the national memory, lodged forever it seemed, were the anguished, tortured, frightened cries of those who were allowed to suffer and die to avoid stirring up racial hatred.

The girls. The girls. The girls.  

‘Shame and devastating sadness’

Sir Keir Starmer has no idea what he’s up against. Not this time. Since he entered Downing Street six intolerable months ago, the Prime Minister’s ability to strike exactly the wrong note on any given occasion has never failed him, but his denunciation of Elon Musk for “spreading lies and misinformation” about Pakistani-heritage Muslim child-rape gangs is a whole orchestra of discordant deceit. Many Britons feel deeply grateful that the billionaire owner of X (formerly Twitter) was moved to intervene in this disgusting scandal, I suspect, and Musk has certainly provoked more soul-searching in 10 days than Westminster managed in 10 years. The Prime Minister’s imputation that those who want a full-throated national inquiry into the evil gangs, and the cowardly state apparatchiks who covered them up, were simply seeking to “jump on a bandwagon of the far-Right” is obscene. Apparently, thousands of survivors who endured mass rape as children (20 men awaiting their turn downstairs, one woman recalled) are far-Right for wanting answers and accountability. Is it far-Right, Prime Minister, to object that your primary torturer was released early after a derisory sentence and now lurks menacingly outside your home?

That’s what has happened to Liz, who still lives in Rotherham. Liz tells me she wants a “collective inquiry to show the depth of what’s happened and to go after those who failed us”. Like other victims of Pakistani rape gangs, Liz is disgusted with the strange, soulless man who had the chance at his Monday press conference to speak for the whole nation. He could have expressed the shame and devastating sadness we feel that such bestial crimes should have been committed here, and for so long. Instead, Sir Keir spoke out of narrow party self-interest, only sounding vaguely passionate when addressing what really troubles him: Islamophobia.

Exactly as he did back in July after the massacre of children in Southport. Berated by a crowd of locals whom he refused to speak to after hastily laying a wreath, Starmer couldn’t wait to dash to a mosque where he vowed to “take every step possible” to keep the Muslim community safe. That meant creating a new violent disorder unit to deal with all the “far-Right thugs” who, for some reason, objected to three little girls at a Taylor Swift dance class being slaughtered. Can’t think why.

People on social media who, in the heat of the moment, posted deeply unsavoury, inflammatory reactions or retweeted “conspiracy theories” were arrested and jailed with an alacrity and force that was entirely absent when it came to catching the foul fiends who committed some of the most despicable crimes imaginable. (One police officer explained to a distraught father that his daughter being raped might actually “teach her a lesson”.)

In both cases, we see the same sly, leftie-liberal playbook. Minimise the rape/killing/trafficking of young girls. Call it “grooming” and not what it is: raping children. Refuse to disclose the ethnic identity of the perpetrators to prevent “racism”. Accuse anyone who mentions the religion or ethnicity of the perpetrators of bigotry and “dog-whistle” politics. Under pressure, admit that the perpetrators are “Asians” (to the understandable anger of Sikhs, Hindus and Christians). Deflect attention from the sheer stomach-churning horror of the crimes and the wild, unappeasable sorrow of the victims and switch the focus to the “inappropriate” language or “harmful rhetoric” of people who are prepared to call out the most depraved assaults and most shocking cover-up in British history.

Sir Keir genuinely seems more outraged about Elon Musk calling safeguarding minister Jess Phillips a “genocidal rape apologist” for her refusal to authorise a national inquiry into the Oldham scandal (she insists the council can have its own inquiry) than he is about the 12-year-old who was driven at night to a Yorkshire wood where she was forced to give oral sex to at least 10 men (more cars kept arriving as word spread) before being left alone in the dark.  

If a prime minister can’t empathise, just for a few seconds, with the terror that child experienced then he shouldn’t be leading the country. But Starmer was clearly far more at ease saying he was “very shocked and angered” at the killing of George Floyd, a black American for whom he fell to one knee. As I have learnt since Essex police called on me over an alleged hate crime, British institutions, from Parliament to the police, are obsessed with “protected characteristics” enshrined in the Equality Act. In 2013, if you were a white working-class kid in care in Keighley, who was passed around from uncle to cousin to nephew, forget it. No characteristics worth protecting, love. In fact, in the unlikely event that poor child had ever plucked up courage to go to the council or the police, her complaint would have been viewed as unhelpful to the greater goal of anti-racism and diversity. Had the ethnic profiles been reversed – the child was black or Muslim and the bastards who pimped her out white – you can bet we would never have heard the end of it. The British Establishment had something in common with the rapists: they saw the girls as white trash.  

Viewing everything through the prism of race is a disease of the elite liberal and bureaucratic class, not just here but throughout a self-loathing Western world which sees merit in every culture but its own. In a response on X to Musk and the rape-gangs scandal, the historian and Times columnist Sathnam Sanghera posted: “Of course, the vivid fear of ‘innocent white women’ being violated by brown men was one of the great drivers of British imperial racism.” Does Sanghera actually think thousands of brutalised white girls in up to 50 British towns and villages from Rochdale to Oxford made up their ordeals in order to cast racist aspersions on innocent brown men?  He quickly deleted his tweet after it caused outrage, so maybe it was just fashionable posturing, but revealing for all that. Holding the opinion that non-white people are somehow always victims is a sign of social superiority, marking one out from ghastly fascist proles like Tommy Robinson. Whatever Robinson’s manifold flaws, he inspires huge loyalty among his supporters because he has fought like a lion for girls from his social class. Girls who former Labour home secretary Jack Straw admitted were regarded as “easy meat” by some of his Pakistani constituents.

Thanks to all the big-hearted, bien-pensant apologists for child rapists – including Labour politicians increasingly dependent on the Muslim vote–- our international reputation is in the gutter. In the US, The Free Press ran a major article this week headlined: “The Biggest Peacetime Crime – and Cover-up – in British History”. How did our society sink to these depths of depravity? It is clear that every tier of the system is implicated in the whitewash.

Lucy Allan, who was the Conservative MP for Telford from  2015-2024, explained to me how even those who do try to fight for the victims are thwarted and obstructed. After she’d met survivors in her Shropshire town, Allan started speaking out in Parliament. The pushback was intense. “There was a co-ordinated official response by people in positions of power. Shaun Davies, Telford Council Leader (now the town’s Labour MP), immediately published a letter to the Home Secretary stating that no inquiry into Child Sexual Exploitation (CSE) was necessary. He backed up his assertion with claims that we now know were false. Multiple senior men were asked to be co-signatories to his claims and they all readily agreed.” Instead of trying to right heinous wrongs, Telford councillors set about discrediting the messengers. Lucy Allan was accused of “lying, causing division, racism, being unbalanced, irrational, stupid and motivated not by a desire to help victims but to score political points. This narrative was relentlessly pushed for as long as I campaigned on the issue. It had the intended effect of ensuring that the voice I sought to be for victims would not be heard.”