Tensions appear to have subsided in a northern French city after police fanned out overnight to prevent a repeat of riots that left a pre-school in ashes and revived concerns about security in France's housing projects.
Thanks to the presence of full-blown martial law the Mohammadan Morlocks have retreated back into their mosque-holes, until it's again safe, probably in a week or so, to attack Whites and burn cars.
Summer of the Muslim mobs. I mean "young people" mobs. Nice to see this dishonest reporting isn't just limited to the U.S.S.A.
Mutual suspicion has long marred relations between police and idle youth in France's poor urban and suburban housing projects. Widespread unemployment and societal discrimination against youth with immigrant roots was in part behind nationwide riots in 2005, which erupted after two teenage boys died fleeing police near Paris.
Why is France being flooded with religious and cultural aliens that are "idle" and violent? Where is the voice for White Europe? Also, if things are so bad with evil Whitey's racism and lack of opportunities why does the brown flotsam continue to pour in? Lots of subtle dishonesty going on here.
Amiens residents Claudine and Didier Ella said the only solution is for police to steer clear of their neighborhood, because police presence itself inflames tensions.
Police be racist. Rule of law is wrong. Just let the Islamic invaders run wild. Great plan.
Unless there's some major change and soon France may well win the pitiful race they're having with the U.K. (United Kaliphate) to see who can become the first European nation to be ruled by Mullahs and governed by Sharia. Right now it's pretty much a dead heat, although the rest of Europe is also rapidly being displaced by the dark hordes. Whites are not allowed to have their own nations. This needs to change. We must reverse the rot if we're going to survive as a people.
Or, to put it another way:
Let's go children of the fatherland,
The day of glory has arrived!
Against us tyranny's
Bloody flag is raised!
In the countryside, do you hear
The roaring of these fierce soldiers?
They come right to our arms
To slit the throats of our sons, our friends!
To arms, citizens...