By Tommy Robinson
The robust tale of Tommy Robinson, former chief of the EDL and a guy persecuted by means of the British kingdom, easily for status up in aid of British troops. Tommy describes becoming up at the streets of Luton, a city suffering from Islamic extremism and legal gangs and the way his livelihood used to be taken from him while he led a highway protest opposed to it. Hounded during the courts and thrown to the Muslim underworld which runs England’s prisons, while Tommy refused to be damaged the police attempted to blackmail him – into operating for them.
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Afzal and I spoke on the phone – which I also recorded – but he was very careful not to mention the money he’d pay me and the EDL, saying he’d rather talk about those things face to face. I went down to meet him at a Pizza Express on Abbey Road near the Oval cricket ground in London, on the Thursday afternoon, all wired up again, and he came right out with it. I didn’t look like Nellie the Elephant with the recording gear this time, I just put the bloody camera pack in my pocket. I don’t know why we didn’t think of that the first time – probably all too caught up in the James Bond stuff.
I would be able to take my family on holiday, to speak on a public platform without having my collar felt, to go about my business like any other citizen of the United Kingdom. The licence period of an 18-month prison sentence for lending my brother-in-law the deposit on his first house – yes, really – was due to end on Wednesday July 22nd. Finally I could say without fear of being handcuffed again, ‘Luton and Bedfordshire Probation Service, Scotland Yard and the entire British constabulary – kiss my arse’.
Anyway, whoever the MIB really are, they wanted me back on the inside, as their informer, running the EDL. They came to see me in prison, at home, they kept phoning me – every time I was at a low ebb, and thought things couldn’t get worse, along came this crew dangling an offer to ‘help’. I told them where to shove it. I’d rather do the jail time than be an informer. IT’S NOT JUST the police and security services who think anyone and everyone is either up for sale, or ripe to be blackmailed. My experience of recent years is that almost everyone has an agenda, especially in public life.