"I am urgently chasing"
MP Rupert Lowe warns authorities and posts on X that "Brittain needs mass deportations."
Independent MP Rupert Lowe has admitted mistaking a charity rowing crew for “illegal migrants”
— Peter Stefanovic (@peterstefanovic.bsky.social) August 8, 2025 at 9:36 AM
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"Mass deportation." The words roll off tongues now like the latest punchline, stripped bare of the weight they used to carry. It’s a household term - a neat, packaged idea. The bite and bile of history scrubbed clean so you can wear it to dinner parties and tweet it with your coffee order. But the stink is still there if you know where to sniff.
Rupert Lowe, MP, leaned into it hard. Saw a charity rowing crew from afar - oars glinting wet under the sun, the slow rhythm of exertion - and decided they were "illegal migrants." Didn’t flinch either, not till the stink found him, clinging like cheap cologne. He went straight to X, that digital arena where words get shot out like bullets, typing that Britain needed "mass deportations." The kind of proclamation you issue when you’ve already sold your soul and reckon no one’s noticed yet.
Later, he admitted his mistake. It came out stilted, forced - as though the apology had been wrung from him while his pride clawed against it. But does it matter? The damage gets done on delivery. You toss enough shards of glass at the crowd, you don’t need to stick around to see who's bleeding. This is how it starts. A kind of death by a thousand jabs. One post, one sneer, one “mistake” at a time.
And that’s how you watch democracy rot. Not with screams or bile in the streets. No, this is slower, uglier. Like fish left too long in the sun.