The vessel, thought to have been carrying 10 people, did not issue a mayday call before sinking in the strait of Georgia
Search teams in Canada have launched a recovery effort for six people believed to have drowned in a “bizarre” sinking of a fishing charter off the coast of Vancouver.
Police and rescue crews praised a couple who were passing in their yacht for making a critical mayday call and saving stranded passengers by pulling them aboard their craft.
Continue reading...As Harry Dunn’s mother, I’ve demanded accountability. The Guardian’s discovery of other victims of US personnel shows how urgent that is
When I read about the case of Sarah Steele, the woman strangled by an American pilot, I felt a familiar sickness in my stomach. It took me straight back to the day I lost my son Harry and to the months and years that followed, when the US authorities did everything they could to deny us justice. It is almost unbearable to think that another British family has now been put through the same ordeal. I thought those days were behind us following our high-profile case, and that the US military and British police had learned their lesson. Clearly not.
What happened to Sarah, as revealed by a Guardian investigation, should shame every institution that allowed her case to slip quietly into the shadows. A woman abused on British soil by an American officer. The man responsible was a guest in our country. Yet instead of a clear and confident assertion of British jurisdiction by Cambridgeshire police, the case was allowed to drift into the US system, where a male military jury acquitted him of the more serious charge. I do not know whether the outcome would have been different under our system. That is not the point. The point is that Sarah was entitled to the protection of the law of the country in which she lived.
Charlotte Charles MBE is the mother of Harry Dunn
Continue reading...Low-budget film-maker Uwe Boll sets Hammer up for a further fall from grace by cannibalising all manner of tired tropes in this incoherent schlocker
Oh, Armie Hammer! Has it come to this? It doesn’t seem that long since you were in the Oscar-winning film Call Me By Your Name giving a sensitive liberal performance opposite Timothée Chalamet. Now here you are, striding around the streets and public parks of Zagreb, shooting Muslims, tasering teens and topping complicit deep-state judges to protest against what your character robustly describes as an “unfriendly takeover by Islamist extremists and the blind-sided woke left”.
Much has happened to this once garlanded actor and great-grandson of oil tycoon Armand Hammer. His reputation plummeted after allegations of sexual assault by former partners in 2021, relationships that Hammer has maintained were consensual. Criminal charges were since dropped for lack of evidence, Hammer has now returned to the silver screen – and here he is in a very cheap, incoherent and embarrassingly badly acted schlocker, written, produced and directed by Germany’s low-budget exploitation maestro Uwe Boll, which cannibalises all manner of revenge tropes. More importantly, the film has been promoted and publicised globally online with monumental hypocrisy by Elon Musk who like JD Vance is very keen to divert America’s attention from its own issues to the fiercely imagined lawless migrant-caliphate of Europe-stan. It’s another piece of shit to flood the zone.
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Heerlijke vossenstreken in NRC van schrijfster Marjoleine de Vos over Lidewij de Vos (vermoedelijk geen familie). Marjolein heeft Lidewij, bekend van tuk genomen worden, helemaal tuk in haar column over Buitenlandse Hapjes. Geen idee of een der Vossen thuis keukenprinsesje speelt maar marjolein waagt het in ieder geval haar vingers te branden aan het feit dat je 'buitenlanderhaters' als Lidewij helemaal nooit eens over buitenlands eten hoort. Terwijl ze tajine, harira en couscous gewoon naar binnen smikkelen alsof het Nederlandse gerechten zijn. En Marjoleine gaat zelfs verder terug. Neem nootmuskaat, die volgens haar 'ingeburgerde' specerij kwam helemaal niet van Nederlandse bodem maar van Indonesische bodem (ooit Nederlandse bodem), en toch ligt er mogelijkerwijs een potje in Lidewijs keukenla.
Dus heeft Marjoleine de Vos Lidewij nou tuk of niet? Echt wel. Het is maar goed dat we door de jaren heen al dat overheerlijke buitenlandse voedsel hebben geroofd en geïmporteerd - de enige noemenswaardige geneugte uit tientallen jaren migratie - want dan is er tenminste nog iets om xenofobisch Nederland mee om de oren te slaan. Als de daling in de peilingen van FvD nu nog niet inzet, dan zal Marjoleine er op een gegeven moment vast achter komen dat de partner van Lidewij, Massimo Etalle, wel een verdacht Italiaans klinkende naam draagt. Hypocriet zooitje daar! Goed, zin in Marokkaans Hollandse pot nu.