The morning tally for the carnage is 22 dead ~ mostly little girls of giggly, go-to-girlie-concerts-in-tutus age ~ and 119 wounded from a “sophisticated” IED (“made by an expert”) packed with nails, detonated by someone “known to authorities.”
Oh, yeah ~ the Death Cult has come out claiming responsibility and doing their ghoulish victory lap.
ISIS have claimed responsibility for the suicide bombing at a packed Manchester pop concert which killed 22 people, including children, and injured 120 others.
The terror group said ‘one of the caliphate’s soldiers placed bombs among the crowds’ at the Ariana Grande concert last night, in the most deadly terror attack Britain has seen since the 7/7 bombings.
Traumatised families have told how of nuts and bolts tore into young music fans when the blast was detonated in the foyer area of the Manchester Arena moments after a concert by the US popstar ended.
Police this morning confirmed that the suicide bomber, who was known to authorities, died inside the arena. US security sources said the bomber had travelled to the venue on public transport.
A 23-year-old man was arrested by anti-terror officers in the south of the city as police and security services attempt to work out if the suicide bomber was part of a cell. Security sources have told MailOnline that initial analysis of the ‘sophisticated’ device suggests it was made by an expert.
Anybody tired of this shit YET?
The Independent paper in England is already saying the best way to beat the terrorists is to “carry on exactly as before,” which is what the English’ve done death after death after death. Well, besides worry that all the carnage caused by the monsters in their midst will somehow upset, intimidate and frighten the communities in their midst which birth, harbor and nurture such monsters. The first priority besides bandages, flowers, candles and sidewalk shrines has been these cloistered, coddled communities’ feelings, not foaming, unmitigated outrage at the death caused by them. Do you see that changing? We have been weeping and “carrying on” since Miss Emily of It Comes In Pints said “England! FUCK YEAH!” after the tube bombings in 2005. TWO THOUSAND FIVE!!!
And bollocks has changed for the British in England.
I asked last night and will keep asking, even though the answer sickens me. Is there no lion left in the English soul?
Is there no England left in the British heart?