

The UCL Deep State is doing everything in its power to force students to go to the forsaken lands of UCL East – but The Cheese Grater will not succumb to this woke agenda.
The closure of Portico – UCL’s pride – was a clear and blatant attempt by the elites of the University to force us to make the journey down the Elizabeth Line to Stratford.
Such is the obvious social media psyop by the corrupt, colluding Students’ Union and UCL administration posting pictures of UCL East to gaslight us into thinking it’s a nice campus.
UCL East is in the East. And you know what else is in the East? COMMUNIST CHINA.
The propaganda campaign even uses Prime Minister Keir Starmer (his mum was a nurse and his dad was a toolmaker) to make us want to go to the neo-Marxist building. Michael Spence can do everything to turn us into woke Marxist liberals, but this isn’t going to work on us.
We also must not ignore the obvious satanic connections the campus has. How many characters is “UCL East?” Seven. What’s the number before seven? Yes, six, the number of the devil.
It doesn’t stop there. E is the fifth letter of the alphabet. A is the first. What’s five plus one? You guessed right, six. What word starts with the letter S? Once again, six.
The facts are right there in front of us, and yet the sheeple students choose to ignore it.
The Cheese Grater Magazine, the only publication that properly exposes this woke WEF conspiracy, was suspiciously banned from UCL East following a “drowning incident” at a TeamUCL event. Rather convenient, don’t you think? So much for Disagreeing Well!
As we have uncovered in the past, every inconvenience you experience is targeted at you. The Student Centre toilets never working, Portico closing, Scala tickets being monopolised by resellers, It’s all part of an elaborate plan to make life in Bloomsbury hell to make you think the grass is greener in Stratford. Well, it is actually greener in the sense that there is literally no grass in Bloomsbury, but I was making a figurative point.
However, that’s how they lure you in so that you take one of their woke Mickey Mouse courses (it’s a proven fact that the more words in a course name, the woker it is,) and indoctrinate you into becoming a tofu-eating vegan leftist.
We must not fall to the woke mob, we must RESIST.