This is not alarmism.
This is not exaggeration.
This is fact.
Cold, brutal fact.
The Culture of Death is no longer creeping.
It is marching—through Parliament, through policy, through your front door.
And most people are asleep.
Three bills. One regime. One philosophy:
Man has no value unless the State says so.
Let me name them.
First—the Criminal Justice Bill, carrying Amendments NC1 and NC20.
What do they do?
They decriminalise abortion to birth.
That means:
A child—nine months formed, ready for life—can be lawfully killed.
Not for a medical reason. Not for danger to the mother.
Simply because it is unwanted.
Not reform.
Legalised infanticide.
Signed, sealed, delivered—by Parliament.
Second—the Terminally Ill Adults (End of Life) Bill.
Assisted suicide, they call it.
But who are we assisting?
Not the dying. The system.
Assisting doctors to become executioners.
Assisting families to be rid of the inconvenient.
Assisting the government to redefine death as care.
What this bill says, beneath the language of “mercy,” is this:
Your life ends when we say it does.
Third—the Public Authorities (Fraud, Error and Recovery) Bill.
If they think—think—you’ve misreported something,
or failed to answer a question properly,
the State can freeze your bank account.
No judge. No hearing.
Just suspicion.
This is not about fraud.
It’s about control.
And these three?
They form a pattern.
Not chaos. Not coincidence.
Design.
– One bill targets the beginning of life.
– One the end.
– One the means of life in between.
That is totalitarianism.
That is tyranny—British, soft-spoken, well-dressed, polite.
But tyranny all the same.
And who administers it now?
The Labour government, yes.
But not just Labour.
The whole corrupt class that has sold this country’s soul.
They no longer serve. They rule.
They no longer protect. They eliminate.
When you strip the unborn of personhood,
when you offer the dying a needle instead of hope,
when you seize a man’s earnings without trial—
you are not upholding justice.
You are constructing a system of managed death.
And you—yes, you—are being trained to accept it.
To call it compassion.
To call it progress.
To call it choice.
Lies.
These are not the fruits of a healthy society.
They are the signs of one that has already died in its soul.
But there is another way.
We who still believe—
We proclaim that man is made in the image of God.
Not valued for what he produces.
Not discarded when he suffers.
Not redefined when he’s inconvenient.
From womb to deathbed, from prison to poverty,
every life is sacred.
Not because we say so—
Because God says so.
And to our Parliamentarians, I say this:
You may pass these bills.
But you will not escape accountability.
Not in history.
And not before the throne of God.
To the faithful:
Now is not the time to be timid.
Now is not the time to hide behind sentiment.
Now is the time to speak. To stand. To suffer, if need be, for the truth.
Because if we do not resist now,
we will soon be unable to resist at all.
The Culture of Death is real.
But so is Christ.
And He is Life. And His Life is Light.
And He will not be extinguished.
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