The Lynching of Laurence Fox

In Britain today, there is no greater sin than being a straight white male. It’s a status that marks you as fair game for every sanctimonious outrage merchant, every box-ticking bureaucrat, and every two-bit activist with a grudge. And now, this grim reality is about to be chiselled into law. As I mentioned previously, we’re witnessing the formal enshrinement of two-tier justice – a system where the rules bend and twist depending on your identity, your politics, and how loudly you grovel before the gods of diversity. For the straight white man who dares to stand tall rather than kneel? That’s a one-way ticket to the cancel culture guillotine.

Cue Laurence Fox: actor, musician, and perennial thorn in the side of the progressive establishment. ‘Luvvies’ are supposed to be woke, but Lozza it seems didn’t get the memo – refusing to apologise for existing, and having the temerity to reject the sacred dogma of multiculturalism and identity politics. While Tommy Robinson languishes at His Majesty’s pleasure, a political prisoner of a system that punishes dissent, Fox has arguably become the favoured target of misandrists and their media lapdogs. His crime? Being unapologetically true to himself in a nation that demands self-flagellation as the price of survival.

Fox’s latest brush with the outrage brigade is a case study in absurdity. He’s been charged with a “sexual offence” for sharing a 15-year-old upskirting photo of Narinder Kaur – a picture already floating around the public domain like a bad penny. Let’s unpack this farce: Fox didn’t snap the image himself, plenty of others shared it before him – yet they’re not sweating in the dock. Kaur herself posted the picture and encouraged others to spread it, only to pivot to victimhood when it suited her narrative. She’s also quick to insist that her choice to forgo knickers and peddle her wares on OnlyFans has “no bearing” on the matter – a claim so laughable it barely merits a response. The cherry on this Kafkaesque cake? The Met Police, once a proud institution, now play political hit squad, cherry-picking their targets according to race and gender.

This isn’t Fox’s first rodeo with the feminist lynch mob. To my count, it’s his third major tangle with the perpetually-aggrieved. First, there was Yasmin Alibhai-Brown, who branded him a racist on Jeremy Vine in 2020, sparking a legal spat and 264 Ofcom complaints – because apparently, calling a man a bigot is fine, but defending yourself is beyond the pale. Then came Ava Evans, who clutched her pearls when Fox dared use coarse language on GB News – language she herself tosses around with abandon when the cameras aren’t rolling. Now, it’s Narinder Kaur’s turn – a shameless self-promoter who cries foul when brought face-to-face with her true reflection.

The pattern is clear: feminists love to preach equality until it’s granted them. Had Kaur shared a compromising snap of Fox – or any man, for that matter – she’d be hailed as a comedic genius; a fearless warrior sticking it to ‘the patriarchy’. The Guardian would pen fawning editorials, and Twitter’s woke brigade would shower her with heart emojis. But when Fox shares an image Kaur herself shared, it’s a “sexual offence” worthy of criminal prosecution. This isn’t justice; it’s a rigged game where the rules only apply to one side.

Let’s not kid ourselves – the stakes here are sky-high. Fox is a big boy, a seasoned brawler in the culture wars who’s weathered more storms than most. But when the full weight of Starmer’s two-tier Stasi comes crashing down, it’s a tall order to stand firm. The Met’s selective enforcement isn’t a glitch; it’s a feature of a system that’s been weaponised against dissenters. Fox is merely the latest canary in the coal mine, and any man who doesn’t see the danger is deluding himself. Today, it’s Fox in the crosshairs. Tomorrow, it could be you – or your son, your brother, your mate down the pub. Fox today, foxtrot uniform tomorrow.

What’s at stake here is more than Laurence Fox. It’s a warning shot to every man who dares defy the progressive orthodoxy. The message is simple: conform or be crushed. Two-tier justice is here, now, in the dock. If you’re a straight white male who won’t apologise for who you are, you’re a target. If you won’t worship at the altar of diversity, you’re a heretic. And if you’ve got the balls to call out the double standards, like Fox does, they’ll come for you with everything they’ve got. Fox’s real offence isn’t the photo – it’s his refusal to bend the knee, his stubborn insistence on speaking his mind in a country that’s forgotten what free speech means.

I stand with Laurence Fox not because he’s perfect, but because he’s a symbol of resistance in a nation sliding into tyranny. He’s a reminder that masculinity isn’t a crime, that free expression isn’t a privilege to be revoked at whim, and that justice should be blind – not a tool for settling political scores. The lynching of Laurence Fox isn’t just an attack on one man; it’s an assault on every Briton who values fairness over ideology. So, here’s the call: wake up, stand up, and fight back, before there’s nothing left to fight for.

(Photograph: Wiki alf., CC BY-SA 3.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0>, via Wikimedia Commons)

Frank Haviland is the Editor of The New Conservative, and the author of Banalysis: The Lie Destroying the West.

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