British journalism student gang-raped by asylum seekers in Calais squatter camp they call 'The Jungle'

A British student has been gang-raped by illegal immigrants in Calais, it has been revealed.

The woman was writing a story on asylum seekers for her journalism course when she was attacked, police said.

Up to 100 men have been rounded up as potential witnesses to the crime, which is alleged to have taken place in a notorious squatter camp nicknamed 'The Jungle'.

Police said the attack was of a particularly 'brutal nature'. The victim is still in Calais.

The victim, who cannot be named for legal reasons, was described as 'a London student who had travelled to France to highlight problems surrounding clandestine immigration'.

A police spokesman added: 'She appeared to be working alone, which was clearly a very dangerous thing to do. 

'We fear that the men she was reporting on attacked her in the wood where they were staying.' 

The woman, who is thought to be in her twenties or early thirties, told locals she wanted to spend time with would-be illegal immigrants who were attempting to reach Britain by stowing away on lorries.  

The squatter camp is part of a disused an industrial zone called 'The Dunes' and is a short walk from the ferry port.

Up to 500 men live there, supported by local charities.  

Father Jean-Pierre Boutoille, of the refugee charity C’Sur, said: 'There are lots of journalists, including students, who come here to get to the heart of what’s going on, to write reports and produce films.

'When reporters contact us, we always ask to accompany them. We know the refugees as we see them everyday.

'We would never allow a young female adventurer in this wood, especially not at night. 

'On Tuesday we did not receive any requests for assistance, and nor did any other charities.' 


Yesterday some 100 would-be immigrants to Britain were rounded up by a force of French riot police.

Most of the men claimed to be from Iraq, Afghanistan or the Middle East, although police believe many were from eastern Europe and the Balkans.  

One, who asked not to be named, said: 'Yes, I saw a young journalist with a camera. Lots come this way.

'I don’t know who she was exactly, but she was young, perhaps 30, and a student from London. 

'The word is that something happened to her in the woods.' 

In 2005 a gang of immigrants was implicated in the rape of a resident of Oye-Plage, near Calais.  continues here

They shall allow them in, these predators, these dangers, lest their human rights be infringed but what of the potential victims, what rights have they, what rights have we, we must put up and shut up, we must permit the fox access to the hen-house. I cannot even comprehend the misery of the victim, the debasement she suffered, her fears now for her health, I hope, no I pray, that life will be kind, that she shall find a real man, not a monster, a fiend, as these men were, I hope that happiness comes her way, enough to at least help her find peace.

Yet why, why must this happen, why bring the jungle to the west, why must we, we of the west now face crimes once unimaginable, yes we have our own monsters, our own fiends, the tragic events in Jersey tell us that, yet never the prevalence, never the dangerous community as now. Once community was home, safety, now there is nothing left; now woods become places one must fear to trend, women assailed and childhood smothered by worried parents, because evil stalks the young.

Yet they say nationalism is evil, this power that would sweep away the criminal, the sexual predator, the purveyor of drugs, rip their world asunder and make anew this country, there would be no camps in Calais, no woods filled with alien danger, the people would again feel safe, be safe, whilst the criminal runs headlong. What a twisted world, what a twisted vision of human rights, when civility must play second fiddle to savagery, when the law-abiding must fear every corner , every shadow, scared to holiday and scared to walk, cities lost to crime and inhabited by marauding predators.

We can stop it, I promise you, we can, should fate give us chance place fear in the heart of evil and joy in the heart of our people, we can shake down this house of cards and run them out of office but we need you, the frightened, the victim, the angry, the disenfranchised, the stranger in their own land. We need the peoples mandate, the people’s permission, with that and only that change can come, I cannot lie, it won’t be easy, they have destroyed so much. Yet even now at such an eleventh hour there is chance, slight chance, take it or lose it, no more victims, no more lives destroyed by animals, by savages, by monsters.

Freedom from victim-hood is our offer, we united against any and all aggressors, be they from without or within, let’s stop letting such as they into our countries, let’s finally close the door and begin the much needed healing. 14

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