Immigration is a net benefit, they tell us. It enriches
us, they say. It gives us cheap nannies, exotic cuisine and cleaners who will
work for the scraps in our gold-plated kitchen waste bins. It reveals to us and
allows some of us to share in exciting new ways of ordering society; for an example
see how culturally enlightened the grateful inhabitants of Rotherham have been
over the last couple of decades. Immigration is so good, the Mayor of Calais
wants us to have all of hers and the Italian Navy just adores spending millions to rescue 150,000 Africans every year so they can carry on their migration and bring us their
wonderful, murderous diversity.
One wealthy lefty’s enrichment is a whole civilised
nation’s cultural erosion. The destruction of Britishness has been a deliberate
project by the squeamish, liberal guilt-whores to punish us for our unlived
past; to atone for the newly created crimes of unknown forefathers. How dare we
bring light to the dark continent where now the natives so fervently seek the
return of their beloved despair? In Britain and Europe We struggled for centuries
to create a world worth living in and now the politically sensitive idiots in
charge have, in a few short generations, undone all that was good about that
world. Why should we rush to further hasten our demise?
A man I never knew commits suicide over losing his job,
or having been diagnosed with cancer. Maybe his wife left him, or his deranged
attempt at fame fell on an unmoved public – the X-Factor’s freak show baying
sending him over the edge. What, I should take some of the blame? I should shoulder
some of the responsibility? Why? I didn’t start any war in Eritrea, a famine in
Sudan, an islamic uprising across the arab world. I never caused a single
tsunami, a flood or a volcanic eruption. I haven’t warmed the planet by as much
as quintillionth of a degree and I am certainly not responsible for every
fuckwit, baby-eating, brutal African dictator.
So why does the government, who are supposed to work on
my behalf and the behalf of the majority of my countrymen, feel that we must
pay more taxes in order to right wrongs that are neither of our making nor our
concern? Why would we want to pay to allow the importation of backward and
genuinely inferior peoples to rape and destroy our comfy world? Because, as
sure as weather, this is the true effect of mass immigration for
those who do not benefit from it; that majority of working British people who
have been told to say nothing about it by politicians and police for years.
The Calais Mayor is sick of trying to stem the tide and
has demanded that the UK border be pushed back to UK. She’s wrong; free
movement of people across the continent is the biggest part of the problem and
currently the European border is where the war should be fought. Yes, war; what
else do you call mass invasion by foreign forces intent on bringing us their societal
diseases? Once into Europe they seem only to be stopped by water, so roll the border
back beyond the EU’s shores.
That EU task force set to take over from the Italian Navy?
To send the message that rescue may not be guaranteed? Sod rescue. Sod
patrolling European territorial waters. Move that force south, off the North African
coast and arm them. Sink those festering boatloads of trouble as fast they
launch them. Now THAT might send the right message.
