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Let’s stop lying to ourselves. Under the Good Friday Agreement, hundreds of convicted terrorists were deliberately let out of prison early. Not because they were innocent. Not because justice failed. But because the state decided peace was more convenient than accountability. Murderers. Bombers. Men with blood on their hands. Released, rebranded, some even applauded — all while victims were told to swallow it for the greater good. That decision was brutal. It was ugly. But at least it was honest. The state said: “We are drawing a line. This ends here.” Now look at what we’re doing instead. Decades later, the same state is reopening cases against elderly British veterans — men who were sent into Northern Ireland by politicians, under lawful orders, into an insurgency where every decision was made in seconds and judged decades later from a warm office chair. Many of these men were already investigated. Some more than once. Cleared. Files closed. Lives half-repaired. And now? Dragged back again. Not because of new evidence. Not because of fresh witnesses. But because it’s politically fashionable, legally fashionable, and — crucially — safe. Because veterans don’t riot. They don’t threaten. They don’t blow things up. Terrorists got peace because they had leverage. Soldiers get prosecuted because they don’t. That’s the filthy truth. The state made a deal with men who tried to destroy it — and has kept that deal religiously. But it has no loyalty to the men who defended it. And don’t insult people by calling this “justice”. Justice doesn’t mean:    •   letting terrorists walk free permanently    •   while hunting soldiers indefinitely Justice doesn’t wait 50 years, then suddenly grow a conscience — aimed in one direction only. This isn’t accountability. It’s moral cowardice. The government is terrified of reopening old wounds with former terrorists — but perfectly happy reopening graves for veterans’ families. And the message to every serving soldier today is crystal clear: If politics shifts, if history turns sour, if it becomes inconvenient — you will be sacrificed to keep the noise down. Fight for us. Die for us. But don’t expect us to stand by you when it gets uncomfortable. That isn’t a failure of policy. It’s a failure of character. And it’s disgusting