Not Since 1066 England Has Fallen and the Only Option is To March on the Crown in the Millions E.M. Burlingame Sep 06, 2025

You stupid motherfuckers. Traitors installed a government by coup in 1688. Now you're falling for it all over again. Only this time. You will not survive it!

The Home Secretary of the United Kingdom oversees MI5, the country's domestic security service.

This oversight is enshrined in the Security Service Act 1989, which establishes MI5 as a non-ministerial government department directly accountable to the Home Secretary. The Director General of MI5 reports to the Home Secretary, who receives an annual report on the agency's activities and authorizes its most intrusive operations, such as warrants under the Investigatory Powers Act 2016. This arrangement ensures ministerial responsibility for national security matters within the UK, distinct from the Foreign Secretary's oversight of MI6 (foreign intelligence). While MI5 maintains operational independence to remain apolitical, the Home Secretary holds ultimate authority, subject to parliamentary scrutiny by bodies like the Intelligence and Security Committee.

In the United Kingdom, MI6 (formally known as the Secret Intelligence Service, SIS) falls under the authority of the Foreign Secretary.

The Foreign Secretary provides political oversight and direction to MI6, ensuring its activities align with the government’s foreign policy objectives. This relationship is facilitated through the Foreign, Commonwealth and Development Office (FCDO), with the Foreign Secretary at its head. However, MI6 operates with a degree of independence, and its specific activities are typically not disclosed publicly due to their sensitive nature. The Chief of MI6, known as "C," reports to the Foreign Secretary, and major operations or strategic decisions may require the Foreign Secretary’s approval or consultation with other senior government figures, such as the Prime Minister.

In the shadowed annals of our shared civilization, where the echoes of Magna Carta and the blood-soaked fields of Naseby still whisper warnings to those with ears to hear, we find ourselves at a precipice unlike any since the Norman yoke descended in 1066. I speak not as a mere observer, but as a son of the English-speaking peoples—a man forged in the fires of global conflict, an analyst who's dissected the machinations of empires and regimes, and a father who sees the slaughter looming for our native sons and daughters if we don't act. The British government has fallen. Not in some dramatic siege or parliamentary farce, but in the quiet treason of surrender to enemies foreign and domestic. It's now fully in enemy hands, a puppet regime dancing to the tunes of globalist oligarchs, invasive ideologies, and the very forces that seek to erase the ancient continuities of our island races.

Consider the evidence, etched not in conspiracy but in the cold light of history repeating itself. Our courts, once bastions of English justice, now wield lawfare as a weapon against the people—silencing dissent, imprisoning the outspoken, and shielding the invaders who flood our shores with impunity. Our streets, the cradle of Shakespeare and Churchill, run red with the blood of innocents, while the regime's enforcers turn blind eyes to the barbarism imported under the guise of "diversity." The Parliament, that supposed voice of the commons, has become a den of traitors, selling out sovereignty to supranational entities that mock our hard-won freedoms. Cowardice of the Crown to use it's true prerogative—the protection of the realm and its people—has sold us into slavery once more, just as it did four centuries ago when the seeds of our current bondage were sown in the betrayals that ended the Stuart era.

Civil war's not a specter; it's inevitable, the only recourse left when the mechanisms of peaceful redress have been corrupted beyond repair. History teaches us this unyielding truth: when regimes turn hostile, pitting brother against brother, native against newcomer, in a bid to cling to power, the People rise or perish. The Colonists of old did not revolt over mere taxes but over a judiciary and governance that systematically denied them justice. We stand in that same shadow today. The English Civilization—spanning the British Isles, her former colonies, and all who adhere to our eternal principles of private property, individual liberty, and shared power—must confront this reality. We're not an ethnic enclave but a civilization bound by blood, soil, and unyielding spirit. Yet, if we delay, the annihilation will come: a slaughter of our native sons and daughters, a genocide of culture and kin, dwarfing the horrors of Hastings where William's Normans cut down the Anglo-Saxon flower in a single, fateful day.

But there remains a path, narrow and fraught, rooted in our constitutional heritage. The People must march on the Crown today—now! Not in rebellion against the Monarch, but in forceful demand that he fulfill his historical and constitutional prerogatives: to dissolve this treacherous Parliament, to rally the loyal forces of the realm, and to restore the ancient duties owed to the people who sustain our freedoms. The Sovereign, as head of state and defender of the faith, holds the power to act when the government fails utterly. Charles, heir to Alfred and Elizabeth, must be compelled by the sheer weight of the nation's will to wield the royal prerogative—to prorogue, to appoint, to defend against the enemies within. This is no call to regicide or anarchy, but a return to the foundational compact: the Crown serves the people, or it falls with the regime it shields!

Should we falter, should the masses remain ensconced in their digital distractions and false securities, running about thinking their protests to peasant leaders matter, the enemy will only further placing enemies in ultimate power, and the traitors of Westminster will tighten their noose. The invaders will be empowered to turn on the natives, the suppressions will intensify, and the native bloodlines that built this empire will be extinguished in a orgy of violence unseen since the Conqueror's ravages. We, the English-speaking peoples—English, Scottish, Irish, Welsh, and the many kin across the seas—must unite as one family under siege. Set aside petty divisions; the hour demands action, not deliberation!

This is no mere caution, but a clarion call from one who's stared into the abyss of war. March now, force the Monarch to his duty, or witness the end of our civilization in rivers of blood. The Eternal War rages; choose your side, for neutrality is death. As what our ancestors built begins to burn around us, let us rekindle the English flame—or be consumed in the ashes. https://emburlingame.substack.com

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