Dear President Trump,

Please send one of your big and beautiful helicopters to Downing Street and pluck Keir Starmer out.

We've had enough.

This man has a -54 approval rating. That's the same as Boris Johnson the day he was dragged out of office. The difference is Boris was dragged out. Keir is still here, sitting in a VIP box at Arsenal, wearing a free suit, watching us suffer.

He took over £100,000 in freebies. Suits. Glasses. Taylor Swift tickets. A luxury penthouse so his son could revise in peace. The exams ended in June. He stayed until July. When people complained, he paid back £6,000. Then he went straight back to accepting £10,000 more in football hospitality. He cannot help himself.

While he was doing this, he cut £300 from ten million pensioners. He said it was a tough choice. It wasn't tough for him. He was warm. He had tickets.

Nearly 800,000 of the poorest pensioners were eligible for help but didn't get it because the government couldn't process the forms. Fifty-six days to handle a claim. People froze. People went hungry. Keir went to the football.

His Chancellor has a -59 approval rating. That is worse than Kwasi Kwarteng after he crashed the economy in seven weeks. Rachel Reeves has had eighteen months and she's less popular than a man who nearly destroyed the pension system in a fortnight.

She said there was a £22 billion black hole. The Office for Budget Responsibility said there was a £4.2 billion surplus. She didn't mention that part.

She froze tax thresholds until 2031. She said it wasn't a tax rise. It is a tax rise. Inflation drags people into higher brackets. Everyone pays more. Sixty percent of voters say this breaks the manifesto. It does.

She raised National Insurance for employers to 15%. She dropped the threshold from £9,100 to £5,000. Small businesses are collapsing. Shops are closing. Cafés are shutting. She calls it fiscal responsibility. They call it bankruptcy.

She went after the farmers. Twenty percent inheritance tax on farms over £1 million. Farmers don't have cash. They have land. When they die, their children have to sell the land to pay the tax. That's the end of the family farm. Tractors blocked Westminster. The government offered a small concession. The farmers said it was nowhere near enough. It wasn't.

The boats keep coming. More crossings than ever. He said he'd stop them. He hasn't. He said he'd smash the gangs. He hasn't. He scrapped the Rwanda scheme and replaced it with nothing. The hotels are still full. The backlog is still growing. He has no plan.

He calls anyone who complains about this far-right. He calls them thugs. When there were riots, people were sentenced within days. When his supporters cause trouble, nothing happens. Two-tier Keir. That's what they call him now. Elon Musk calls him that. Millions of British people call him that. He pretends not to hear.

His own voters hate him. Fifty-two percent of people who voted Labour now view him unfavourably. They prefer Ed Davey. Some of them prefer Corbyn. His own base would rather have Jeremy Corbyn.

Nigel Farage is more popular than the Prime Minister. Reform UK is polling higher than the Conservatives. The Red Wall is gone again. He's handing the country to Farage on a plate and he doesn't even notice because he's too busy accepting hospitality from Lord Alli.

The unions have turned on him. Sharon Graham says he's sowing the seeds of his own destruction. She's being kind. The seeds have already grown. The harvest is coming.

He promised change. He delivered austerity in a designer suit.

Half the country thinks he'll be gone by the end of the year. His own MPs are sharpening their knives. But they're too slow. They're too weak. They'll let him limp on while the country burns.

So we're asking you, Mr President. Send the helicopter. Extract him. Take him to America. Keep him there.

We'll send Rachel Reeves too if you want. Two for one.

Yours Sincerely,

The 73% of British People Who Want Him Out