Today (April 3, 2025), Isabel Peralta appeared before a Madrid court accused of the political crime of denouncing the Spanish government’s submission to Moroccan blackmail.
A full report on today’s proceedings will be published here shortly.
Outside the court, Isabel spoke to a group of journalists and broadcasters. She explained:
I have retracted absolutely nothing. I do not regret my words. I know that time will prove us right.
I know that what happened on May 18, 2021, was an invasion, reflecting the political interests of the Moroccan ambassador, who threatened, after we in our public health system treated the president of the Polisario Front, that “your actions will have consequences”.
And that same morning, 20,000 people stormed the Ceuta border. That, gentlemen, in etymological terms, is considered an invasion.
I do not regret my words at all.
I believe that immigration will supplant our identity, it will supplant our racial character and idiosyncrasies, and it will relegate us to a memory in the history books.
As long as I live, and as long as many other people live, we will not allow that to happen.
I have not retracted any of my words.
I’ve clarified that my speech didn’t contain any hatred toward immigration or any group, but rather a denunciation of the blackmail to which our Prime Minister Pedro Sánchez submitted at the Moroccan embassy.
Asked about the meaning of a gesture she had made in court, Isabel explained that it signified:
Victory against all those who instead of looking out for the interests of our country, look out for their own economic interests: I can’t determine exactly whom they serve, but certainly not the common interest of the Spanish people.
Nazism doesn’t hate races, as I point out in this speech I gave, for which I’m being tried and which, moreover, has been completely misreported, something that my lawyer established in court.
We don’t hate races. Hating any race is foolish, since it violates the polychromy of natural law.
We act out of love. That was clear in my speech. Love for our identity, love for our culture. Love for my people. A people who today are being vilified by political interests.
Interests that are not shared by the majority of the population. If you ask around on the street, you’ll realise that the people don’t want this immigration, since there’s no humane way for our nation, with our means, to welcome these migrants and, first of all, provide them with the conditions that are considered worthy of the proper development of human life.
And secondly, they generate, perhaps because of these conditions of poverty, however you want to put it, high crime rates.
78% of rapes in Paris, according to data from the French criminal police, are committed by North Africans.
That’s a statistic. If you want to impute racism in this statistic, go ahead and do that.
If we are we racists for telling the truth, then we are racists.
That’s fine by me. In that case I’m a racist.
