So the bin has been put out. Count Binface – the Oxbridge-educated cracker of shite jokes who gets a weird kick from standing in elections – has lost to Nigel Farage in the Clacton by-election. As every sane person knew he would. Commiserations to the not-so-sane who swell the ranks of the tosserati, like the windbags over at academic mag The Conversation, who got craft-beer Britain jizzing with eager glee with their headline: ‘Could Count Binface actually win?’ When did the educated become so dumb? Come get your trash, Remoaners, he’s cooked.

The result is exactly as those of us whose brains weren’t melted by Brexit expected. Farage, leader of Reform UK, retook the seat with 63 per cent of the vote. He secured the ballots of 22,239 people, a thousand more than he got in the General Election in 2024. Binface won 9,455 votes, which has caused excitement in that section of society that donates to Wikipedia and tweets ‘DYING’ about every Marina Hyde column. ‘What a slap in the face for Farage!’, they’re probably saying on Bluesky. Dream on. What the Clacton spat really revealed is the staggering lameness of the flagging anti-populist crusade.

That Count Binface got fewer than 10,000 votes is hilariously underwhelming when you consider the entire cultural establishment waved pom poms for him. The by-election was triggered by Farage himself. In response to media stories about his allegedly shady finances, he stood down in Clacton in order that he could stand again, his point being that it should be voters, not SW1 dirt-diggers, who decide his fate. In a shameful snub to the people of Clacton, the other parties refused to stand. Instead they threw their weight behind a man with a bin on his head. He became the running dog of the elite, and still he couldn’t break 10k.

Binface was the ideal mouthpiece for Britain’s death-rattling political class. His real name is Jonathan David Harvey. He’s 46 (maaate). He went to Oxford. He’s a longstanding regime comedian, penning safe gags for knackered shows like Have I Got News For You. He poses for selfies with Ian Hislop for heaven’s sake. And – you won’t believe this – he hates Brexit. One of his policy proposals is to have a referendum on whether we should have another referendum. My splitting sides. Little wonder this state-sanctioned edgelord, this lapdog in a leather cape, was embraced by the elite as the ideal shit-stirrer to send down to Clacton.

The chattering-class swooning over Binface was insane. ‘I am supporting Count Binface’, said Lib Dem leader Ed Davey. The then PM, Keir Starmer, backed him too. Then there was all the maniacal cackling in the ‘liberal’ media. Every bald podcast dad frothed over the prospect that Farage might ‘lose to a bin’. Is Binface ‘the hero the country needs?’, wondered a nutter at the Guardian. Alastair Campbell and Rory Stewart – the kings of turbo-smug centrism – gushingly interviewed him, which I guess is a step up from gushingly interviewing former psycho jihadists whose armies butchered ‘infidels’. Better a man in a bin talking shit than a man in a mask slaughtering Christians.

Binfacemania went global. The New York Times ran piece after piece on the ‘trashcan’ threatening to unravel Mr Brexit. Time did a fawning interview. What united the Binface fanatics, from Westminster to Manhattan, was the dream of giving British populism a black eye. They hoped the trashcan piss-taker would dent Reform and rap the knuckles of the knuckle-draggers who vote for it. Some said Binface was the ‘anti-establishment candidate’. LOL, he was the precise opposite. He was the tinman mercenary of an establishment that dreads nothing more than the anger of working-class voters.

There was something breathtakingly classist in the Binface spectacle. Sending an Oxbridge comic and loather of Brexit to a working-class seaside town where close to 70 per cent of people voted Leave – it wasn’t even subtle, was it? (During his Rest is Politics interview, Binface quoted The Iliad in its original Homeric Greek, and quick as a flash the hosts said: ‘I don’t think you should go round the streets of Clacton spouting [Greek], ha ha.’) To turn Clacton into a stage for bourgeois snark, and its inhabitants into NPCs in an Oxford graduate’s elaborate and unfunny joke, was pretty sick-making actually. It was snobbery in the rags of satire. The working classes are more than the fleshy punchline to woeful middle-class humour.

The bin metaphor was perfect, because that’s what these people would like to do with working-class votes for populism – bin them. Indeed, Starmer openly said to the people of Clacton: ‘Put your vote in the bin.’ He meant ‘Vote Binface’; he really meant ‘Stop casting your ballots for things that I disapprove of, you morons’. It was anti-populism summed up: swarms of sarcastic grads telling working-class people to flush their stupid views down the toilet. But it didn’t work. Count Binface might have honked the moral horn of the transatlantic haters of populism but he ran aground against the common sense of the good people of Clacton. Who’s laughing now?

Think Jason Arday’s appointment was a stain on the University of Cambridge? Meet Farah Ahmed, Arday’s colleague in the faculty of education until his resignation last week. Now an assistant research professor, Ahmed once supported the now-proscribed Islamist terror group Hizb ut-Tahrir, and remains an outspoken critic of ‘Western education’.

Arday’s outlandish claims have provided a hilarious backdrop to this long, hot summer. His seemingly tall tales of athletic and charitable feats achieved despite a series of extraordinarily unfortunate events – such as running umpteen marathons with a broken leg and completing a PhD viva days after an operation to remove a brain tumour – have given us all a good laugh. Ahmed’s past is altogether more troubling. She was promoted to assistant research professor in 2025 after spending the previous six years at Cambridge, employed as a research associate specialising in Islamic education. Before that, she was head of an Islamic primary school and contributed to a book, Education and Identity, published by Hizb ut-Tahrir in 2002 and republished in 2017. The organisation was banned in the UK in 2024.

Arday’s alleged plagiarism exposes his lack of intellectual credibility and points to the low expectations of an appointment committee, seemingly in thrall to diversity, equity and inclusion. Ahmed’s Hizb ut-Tahrir book chapter revealed her view that ‘Western education’ should be condemned as a ‘threat’ to the ‘beliefs and values’ of the Muslim community. Her promotion suggests not just a few oddball dons but also a broader culture sympathetic to her criticisms of British schooling and Western values.

As Andrew Gilligan notes in the Spectator, Ahmed’s 2002 book chapter attacked the national curriculum as a system for indoctrinating Muslim children into accepting the principles of a secular capitalist society. She criticised schools for teaching that ‘polygamy or marriage under the age of 16’ is ‘archaic and discriminatory to women’. And she condemned teachers who espouse the virtue of democracy, which she described as a ‘corrupt tradition’, where if ‘decision makers decide to make bombing Iraq or homosexuality legal, as they currently have, there is nothing anyone can do about it’.

Ahmed also attacked religious education in Britain for the heinous crime of promoting ‘religious tolerance’, because ‘Islam is taught as a religion like any other, putting its value on the same level as Christianity, Buddhism, Judaism, Hinduism, Sikhism and the like’. She attacked English literature, ‘one of the most damaging subjects’ a school can teach, because too many stories ‘reflect secular and immoral beliefs, which contradict the viewpoint of Islam’. And she condemned the teaching of science, especially evolution, because ‘Muslim children will be exposed to ideas that contradict Islam’.

It seems that Ahmed’s biggest problem was not with the content of education but with the way that schools are run. Integration was a particular bugbear in this book chapter. Teachers often expect boys and girls to work together, but Ahmed complained that, ‘As Muslim parents we try to protect our children from the rubbish that Western society encourages’. And then there’s the risk of integration with non-Muslim children, in playgrounds ‘full of the competitiveness and individualism that Western culture encourages’, which ‘moulds their personalities away from Islam’. Integration, she argued, is an attempt by schools to ‘produce new generations that reject Islam’.

Over the past few weeks, Jason Arday has been ridiculed for the inanity of his output. In speeches, interviews and academic papers alike, he spouts forth a garbled mixture of song lyrics, bizarre platitudes about the importance of knitting the world together through love, and woke buzzwords like ‘white privilege’ and ‘oppression’. It is word salad with extra dressing, and Cambridge University fully deserves to be criticised for elevating someone so intellectually vacuous to such a lofty position. But there is no lack of clarity when it comes to Ahmed’s past words. Her loathing of Britain’s schools and Western values is clear for all to see.

Ahmed’s views may well have changed in the years since she wrote the book chapter. Indeed, Ahmed has since distanced herself from Hizb ut-Tahrir. In 2010, the then headteacher told a Charity Commission investigation into Hizb ut-Tahrir’s alleged links to the Islamic Shakhsiyah Foundation (ISF), which runs primary schools in Slough, that she was no longer involved with the group. She said that she did not agree with ‘all of Hizb ut-Tahrir’s views as a political organisation’.

Still, it’s worth noting that last year Ahmed co-authored ‘How Islamic is my school?’, a toolkit for school leaders wanting to ‘evaluate and create a development plan’ for ‘educators seeking to centre the Islamic worldview in their schools and classrooms’.

According to the Spectator, Ahmed continues to be director of the Islamic Educator Learning Community (IELC), which, in 2023, co-hosted a conference Ahmed helped to organise on Islam, science and education. The event aimed to ‘recognise the role of science as part of a wider modernist and colonial project’, and to encourage participants to ‘consider challenges’ to the view that ‘sees science as “objective knowledge”’. That same year, Ahmed also helped organise a conference designed to help attendees ‘unlearn conventional teacher education and move toward Islamically grounded teacher development’ in order to prepare Muslim learners for ‘the akhira‘, or everlasting life after death.

Cambridge University’s Faculty of Education knew that Ahmed was organising these events. More than that, it provided institutional sponsorship, both branding and resources, for work that challenged the underlying academic and social principles of British schooling. Ahmed’s promotion shows that her work was celebrated.

Cambridge may try to convince the world that it was taken in by Arday’s improbable claims and seductive life story. But Ahmed’s hiring potentially reveals a far more disturbing truth: that those at the very top of our academic institutions seemingly have contempt for education and a deep-rooted loathing of all that Britain stands for.

The recent history of policing in England has been one of startling incompetence. The most obvious consequence is an atmosphere of creeping lawlessness and a grim acceptance among the public that most crimes won’t be investigated. All this is bad enough. But what about when police ineptitude kills innocent people?

At the Old Bailey last week, a jury found Simon Levy guilty of murdering two women, two counts of rape, grievous bodily harm and intentional suffocation. On Wednesday, he was sentenced to an indefinite life order for these crimes. Rightly, he will never again see the light of day.

What is so horrifying about Levy’s case isn’t just the fact that he is a sadistic sexual predator. It is a sad truth that such people have always existed in our society. What hasn’t always existed – and what is possibly the most wretched aspect here – is a criminal-justice system so inept that he was repeatedly given a free pass to do it.

Levy’s offending began in 2018, when he molested two women. In September 2021, he was sentenced to three years in prison for these crimes. Despite a report that he had sexually assaulted a prison guard in 2022 (an offence he was later convicted of), Levy was released in February 2023, after serving just 17 months. A breach of his licence sent him behind bars again in May 2024 to serve the final three months of the original sentence. When freed, he was inexplicably downgraded from a high-risk individual to low-risk, with his monitoring conditions relaxed accordingly.

Levy started to reoffend almost immediately. He sexually assaulted three women on the Tube in October and November 2024, and one of the attacks was filmed. Considering the extent of surveillance on London’s public transport, particularly the Underground, one would hope that this would be a relatively easy crime to prosecute. Not so. Levy was ‘interviewed under caution’ before he appeared to be forgotten about.

A few months later, in January 2025, Levy violently raped a sex worker in a car park in Tottenham. The woman fractured her right shoulder and was choked unconscious. The victim gave an accurate description of Levy and even told police where he lived. Yet the investigation was closed in a matter of months. The victim, meanwhile, was charged with breaching a community-protection notice that prevented her from being in the car park where she was attacked.

It gets worse. In March of that year, Levy murdered Colombian grandmother Carmenza Valencia-Trujillo on the steps of an apartment block in south London. He was arrested after his DNA – including blood and semen – was found at the scene. Incredibly, he was interviewed only to be released without charge. Investigators even refused to classify the death as murder and the case was never passed to the homicide squad. A short time later, Levy was at liberty to sexually assault another woman on the Tube.

Levy was charged for this assault (along with earlier sex offences), only to be bailed again. And, a few months later, in May and June, he sexually assaulted more women on public transport. Once again, he was charged and, once again, he was released on bail.

It is hardly a surprise that, by now, Levy had such contempt for the English justice system – if it can even be called that – that he didn’t bother to attend his two pre-trial hearings (the police issued no warrant for his arrest for this either). And so he was allowed to commit his final crime.

In August, Levy murdered Sheryl Wilkins in the same car park in Tottenham where he had previously committed rape. In September, he was finally arrested, charged and – this time – denied bail. But it was too little, too late.

Such rank incompetence from the police and the judiciary should be beneath contempt. Yet criminals are routinely slipping out of the authorities’ hands, only to commit even more despicable crimes. Jihad al-Shamie was on bail for an alleged rape when he attacked a Manchester synagogue in October last year, resulting in the death of two Jewish men. Paranoid schizophrenic Valdo Calocane had an outstanding arrest warrant for assaulting a police officer when he killed Barnaby Webber, Grace O’Malley-Kumar and Ian Coates in Nottingham in 2023. The phrase ‘known to the authorities’ continually reappears in the news coverage high-profile cases like these.

By now, everyone is familiar with the scourge of two-tier policing, but it seems we have a two-tier bail system too. It is worth contrasting Levy’s treatment – being bailed repeatedly – with those whose ‘crime’ was to have promoted distasteful or controversial political views. Lucy Connolly was arrested and charged for an intemperate tweet she posted in July 2024. ‘Set fire to all the fucking hotels full of the bastards for all I care’, she posted at the height of the Southport riots. She deleted the post in a matter of hours. But it didn’t matter – the police and prosecutors were determined to get their woman, even if she was the primary carer for her 12-year-old daughter and had never committed a crime before. Connolly was effectively forced to plead guilty, denied bail twice, sentenced to 31 months and spent 10 months in HMP Peterborough.

Then there’s the case of Jamie Michael in Wales. Like Connolly, he had taken to social media to share his thoughts on immigration amid the Southport riots. In a video posted on Facebook, Michael said the UK was ‘under attack’ from immigrants. He was charged and immediately imprisoned, only to be granted bail after spending 17 days in jail. A jury later acquitted him in a matter of hours.

So what do those who are responsible for letting Simon Levy loose on the streets of London have to say for themselves? Not much, it seems. The Met’s deputy assistant commissioner, Kevin Southworth, has described Levy’s case as ‘tragedy beyond words’ and a ‘collective system failure’ for the police. But this isn’t good enough. Two women are dead and another has been raped. These were entirely preventable crimes, not unfortunate tragedies. Each individual decision to let Levy go or to release him on bail has played its own grim role.

There must be consequences for Simon Levy’s enablers, not just a collective shrug of the shoulders. The indifference and incompetence of the justice system are now literally costing lives.