Both the Jerusalem Post and Israel National News are running an important story which I will present the evidence showing is likely 99% whole cloth fabrication.
The name of the person they quote as a source on this story is Joshua Bonehill. Let’s have a look see as to who this man is:
1. The site he runs: Daily Bail News
2. Yeovil ‘internet troll’ Joshua Bonehill-Paine used website to spread ‘web of lies’ about other social media users
3. ‘Moronic’ hoaxer Joshua Bonehill-Paine spared jail
A “moronic” hoaxer who claimed a pub had banned military personnel to avoid offending the immigrant population has been given a community order.
The Globe, in Leicester, had to close temporarily after people threatened to firebomb the premises and kill or assault staff.
Joshua Bonehill-Paine invented the claims on his website the Daily Bale.
The unemployed 21-year-old must do 180 hours of unpaid work after admitting a charge of malicious communication.
Bonehill-Paine, of Hudson Road, Yeovil, will also be supervised by the probation service for two years.
This is one giant problem. Major Israeli Media like the Jerusalem Post copies a story out of whole cloth from a man convicted of news fraud. INN gets it closer to the truth but either way they have done something I view as tremendously damaging, which is to deflect away from the truth, that antisemitism and danger to European and British Jews comes pretty much 100% from muslims, and tries to rekindle the government narrative that it is a problem of ‘extremists of all kinds’ in order to avoid actually doing anything effective at all about the problem long term.
I hope they remove the story. At least it will indicate it was a mistake rather than part of a larger deception. And if Paris can sue FOX for mildly exaggerating a story which is true, then London should certainly sue these guys for this.
It looks like he has scored another big victory making legitimate news sources fall for his lies.
I don’t pay much attention to the Jerusalem Post. Or INN. Israeli print and network media are at least as corrupt and left-dominated as our own LSM.
These news sources are as legitimate as the BBC, the New York Times, or Al-Jazeera.
Thanks for the info.
It’s getting worse by the day!
All the online major outlets are poisoned to greater or lesser degree. That’s money talking. Left/ ENEMY money.
It’s extraordinary. Reliable columnists are either not posting or they’re speaking to other issues. An occasional “extreme right-wing” columnist like Caroline Glick is published, but those are widely seen as outliers. They’re getting retired generals with political aspirations [many] to Trash-Talk even military expenditures!
The Wall Street Journal beats Israeli media. The better Arab outlets that have English versions are good. Plus the superb Israeli think-tanks, all solid intel with diplomatic credentials.
Years ago, when I ran an EDL group, we banned Bonehill from posting anything to our pages. We pointed out that he was dealing in lies. Tommy Robinson used to challenge him and expose him on Twitter.
Bonehill is probably in the pay of the government, like Anjem Choudary.
I have had a few run ins with him, the FB followers he has are all faked, he makes out he is an army, talks about himself in 3rd person. total whack job. can’t believe he wasn’t sectioned during his last court appearance.
Hello there….its me again……Don Laird…..
Well………playing Devil’s Advocate here for a moment……truth be told I’ve fabricated a few stories myself a time or two…..
Usually in relation to my genitals…..and my “legendary sexual prowess” with those same genitals………yes its true!!!!…..I would never lie!!!!!
You must believe me!!!!!
These brandy fueled wild-eyed, hot winded and hysterical libidinous exaggerations have captured many a woman’s attention and certainly their intent, as, leaning into the blustering buffeting wind of feminine resolve I set sail for the bedroom and promise them heaps of perverse purple hued passionate palpitations ……..to which they usually respond with an open purse and another round of French Brandy (the really expensive kind”………then I beguile them with tales of erotic linguistic gymnastics telling them that I’ll sweep them off their feet, carry them into the boudoir where I’ll throw their heels up around their ears and give them a robust pounding that, with the morning sunrise, sees them cross-eyed, limping and speaking Swahili!!!!……..they usually buy another brandy or two after that….
And so it goes…….
It true I tell you!!!!……..a God is my witness its true!!!!!
And one of these days I may tell you of my days as a Gigolo, I was a legend on the French Riviera, ever in demand, ever popular……..it true !!!!
But now I’m past my prime and spend my days, bathed in quarts of cheap gin, reliving the “old days”!!!!!…..oh damn!!!!…damn, damn, damn!!!!!
Yet I am optimistic, still I search, my quest for a woman of means, a gainfully employed woman who can deliver me from this hell of Kraft Dinner and weiners!!!
I call out to the universe in the hopes that the Gods will be kind!!
But a little truth is in order, I must confess, set the record straight, come clean!!!!
My Plenty-Of-Fish profile is nothing but an outrageous collection of stolen photographs, bold lies and wild exaggerations, in reality I am an aging gigolo that has fallen on hard times….oh how far I have fallen!!!!……(actually it was down a very long flight of stairs after a rendezvous with several quarts of potato vodka)…..but I digress……I am desperately seeking a patient and understanding woman of some means who can see past this toupee, my rapidly expanding waistline, brief moments of erectile dysfunction (I prefer to think of it as performance anxiety) and these buttock enhancing trouser inserts and see me for me………a woman who can worship the moi in moi………a woman who will ignite my lost youth, who will let me relive those days and torrid, steamy nights in Monte Carlo, who will keep me in a manner I would very quickly become accustomed to……a woman who would deliver me from all this No-Name brand macaroni and President’s Choice swill….a woman who would shower me with the finer things in life!!!!
I long to once again gulp vintage Dom Perignon, stuff myself with hors d’oeuvres and hob-nob with the who’s who of the French Riviera. I dream of rekindling old friendships and mingling with the creme de la creme of society, the finest of the fine whose good taste in haberdashery, dining and extravagant living is only exceeded by their snobbery…….I long to once again drift lazily along the highways of Europe in a fine Italian automobile, wind ruffling my toupee, dreaming of Audrey Hepburn, gentle flatulent breezes delicately scented with caviar and Chanel #5 howling out my backdoor…….you can make that happen my sweet darling…..only you can rescue me from this misery I now endure…..
I ask you to take pity on me and listen to my tale of woe!!!………(I am trembling, near tears)….just to make my rent I suffer the daily humiliation of wearing frilly shirts, obscenely tight pants and mincing back and forth in front of senior citizen homes in the hopes of catching the eye of one, just one well heeled blue-rinse beauty. I park my ‘ 76 Ford Pinto, (lightly antiqued with minor rust and bald tires), across from beauty parlors frequented by aged ladies, I stuff imported salamis down the front of my pants and adopt alluring and provocative poses laying across the hood of my car, all with no success. In fact most of these places have been unusually cruel and taken out restraining orders against me….something to do with my being “little more than a morally bankrupt, sexually deviant panhandler”……Oh Darling!!!…. I am despondent and most certainly desperate….am I used up??…….worn out???……..just to be tossed aside like a……..like a……..like a………..(I am now weeping)……….(ok, I’m back!!)…….oh can you deliver me from this agony Sugar???….can you save me from further acts of moral turpitude???………
Your very own Gigolo!!!!!
Oh sweet sweet darling, my honeybunch, just imagine……your very own gigolo!!!!…. you won’t be disappointed as I am quite versatile and certainly very discreet………in fact all your girlfriends will be simply green with envy………I could be “Raoul” the pool boy……or “Rex Steele” the burly plumber….or “Big Lou” the pizza delivery boy always on time with your “special delivery”…..However darling I must ask for your patience as my wardrobe is somewhat limited and admittedly my Speedos are rather…..ummmmm…tight? (all that Kraft Dinner!!!! Damn!!)….Being so short of cash I was in a pickle for funds to get a Brazilian Bikini Wax to go with my Speedos but I called Frank down at Willy’s Autobody and Fender and they’ve agreed to let Large Marge give my nether regions a good working over with duct-tape so rest assured my love, all will be sparkling and tingling should you want to “show me off” down at the beach, your favorite club or perhaps a university alumni function…..oh please say yes my sweetness………please please please
Regards, Don” Romeo of the Riviera” Laird
AKA: The Dogtown Bastard
PS: Dear Reader….. At my age my only other alternative is part time work as a go-go dancer ( damn this bloody recession!!!)….. I saw an advertisement the other day and called, it seems they’re looking for an act with a Carmen Miranda twist, I thought “you can do that Don!! ….after all its only dancing in pumps with half a truck load of California’s finest balanced on my head, but alas, they’re only paying three bucks a day and a cheese sandwich, oh, of course I refused…after all I do have my self respect to consider….
PSS: Oh Wow!!!…Eureka!!!…How’s this for an ice-breaker???….I thought for our first date we could do a little shoplifting at Wal-Mart……a sort of mini crime spree. I’ll stuff a couple of handfuls of Hershey bars down my shorts and, tottering along in stockings and stiletto pumps, head for the door distracting store security whilst you make a break for it with that sweet little DVD player I’ve had my eye on……Oh Pumpkin, between petty theft and cross-dressing, what a future we’ll have together….ooohhhh I’m getting dizzy again!!!!…write soon my little sugar plum!!!!