Muslamic Ray Guns

Almost 40 years ago I spent a weekend with a school friend at his aunt & uncle’s place in Brentford. A lovely welcoming couple and a happy home; for us it was a staying-over arrangement to research the London galleries for A-Level Art History. All went well until one day we found ourselves in the company of just the friendly uncle – we’ll call him Bill, because I've forgotten his real name – who, apropos of nothing, asked us if we believed in evolution.

Over the years I have several times had interesting conversations come to an abrupt halt when the earnest interlocutor asked something similar. Fuck, they look and sound just like us! Up until that fateful point, Uncle Bill had been talking about footie but in a single bound he had leaped from the safety of sport to the insanity of intelligent design. It’s the surprise of the thing; the sudden realisation that you have been talking to an imposter; from Spurs to the coelacanth and how God had put it there as a puzzle for science.

And there, in a nutshell is the anti-logic of religion. Uncle Bill wasn't a paedophile, he wasn't a gangster and he would no more beat up his wife and kids than would anybody else of rational and law-abiding British stock. But there and then he revealed to my teenage self that the deranged walk among us whether we know it or not. No rational argument would sway him from his view that the world was about five thousand years old. At least he meant us no harm.

The same cannot be said for others though and in a departure from the traditional fifth columnist methodology of blending in, the islamists don’t even try to hide in plain sight. At every turn they flaunt their differentness; men in dresses walk the streets, grow scarily deranged beards and threaten to kill us. And we simply let them. This wouldn't be an issue for the stoic Brits, if they simply talked the talk, but they don’t; they also walk the walk and bomb the bomb.

Worse than do nothing, we allow the hate talk to continue under police protection yet seek to criminalise those who speak out. It seems it is perfectly acceptable to burn Union Flags, form your own Sharia militias and actively hassle and abuse gay people, courting couples and drinkers but it is entirely intolerable to so much as hold an adverse opinion on the effect of radical islam on our country. There are cities in the UK where any reasonable person would be forgiven for assuming they have been transported to a foreign and entirely alien and hostile land.

Why Labour thought we could absorb islam into British society when even Catholics are still held in suspicion is a mystery. In a largely secular society, where many church attenders pay mere lip service to their god, Catholicism’s insistence that children brought up in mixed Christianity households should be raised exclusively in the Catholic faith is extreme enough to largely prevent such unions. God* only knows how they thought the ushering in of a Middle Ages mentality would work. (*There is, of course, no such thing as god but at least, unlike islam, there is a rich Christian tradition of art in his honour, testament in the main to a belief in the benign, rather than the vengeful.)

Those who do try and start a dialogue are labelled immediately as racists and their cause is not helped by the idiotic and juvenile real racists who hop aboard the bandwagon. This YouTube clip epitomises how the politically liberal classes wish the EDL to be portrayed. The moron being interviewed, no doubt to the inner hilarity of the inquisitor, doesn't actually say ‘ray guns', it’s a rather more sobering ‘rape gangs’, but too late, the damage is done.

Tommy Robinson founded the English Defence League out of the frustration of seeing his home town accepting defeat at the hands of what many millions of others also see as an unwelcome invasion, brought about partly by New Labour’s cynical multicultural revolution but also by islam’s fevered determination for world dominance; dominance over all things in the name of something with absolutely zero provenance, has caused strife wherever it has prevailed and preaches death and eternal damnation to unbelievers.

But despite Tommy’s eloquence in debate and the fact that he authentically represents the views of ordinary decent people, his message is overshadowed by the idiots and those who seek to present fear as racism. He appeared on the BBC’s Sunday Morning Live yesterday and charmed even Esther Rantzen with his sincerity as he explained why he had turned his back on the movement he had founded.

I like Tommy Robinson and I respect his restraint. If he can truly strike up a dialogue with ordinary muslims – and there are many intelligent, secular people raised in the muslim faith, who just like we Brits pay only lip service to a cultural tradition – he deserves our support. But some of his former followers are now calling him an imposter, a turncoat, a convert to islam, a media-brainwashed dupe. I hope for all our sakes that they’re wrong.

In the heat of the night

She lay in the dark, barely breathing. His breath was harsh and ragged and stank of drink. She was terrified, but if she stayed still, she reasoned, if she made no fuss, maybe he wouldn’t hurt her. She shut her eyes and concentrated on fighting the fear, controlling the tremors that threatened to engulf her body. She did not even sob.

He was drunk. Of course he was. Wasn’t that always the way? It wasn’t right, he knew that. He knew if he was caught he’d end up in prison. And worse; he would lose his reputation, his job. Everything would come crashing down in one enormous shit storm.

But that wouldn’t happen, would it? Not with this one. He picked his victims with care, knowing that his enforced attentions would be a mere blip in her life’s emotional journey. Tonight would hardly register, compared to what she had experienced.

Because Jamelia had undergone genital mutilation as a child. This abhorrent practice is utterly alien to British sensibilities yet is regarded as normal by an unacceptably large portion of our unnaturally diverse population. But, according to the doctrine of multiculturalism, it is entirely wrong to expect people who dwell in these isles to abide by our laws.

We’re not talking about just the provision of halal chapatti facilities or allowing people wearing masks to take driving tests here. We’re talking about the intimate physical mutilation of terrified young girls, Girls who will later go on to be effectively sold into sexual slavery as brides of men literally ten times their age.

There is no such thing as successful multiculturalism. Monoculturalism is what makes a nation. That and tolerance for a certain amount of diversity and difference and recognition of other cultural norms. But, if you go to parts of Birmingham, Bradford, Leicester or London, it's like taking a trip back in time. In MY country, certain cultures have been allowed to create third-world shitholes with no civilised rules at all. It's tribal, it's stone-age, it's primitive and it has no place in what used to be the most enlightened country in the world.

From the Islamification of Britain, to the adoption of crippling EU constraints on our freedom, we appear to have lost the very simple battle to keep Britain British. Becry the plethora of anti-British claptrap we have to put up with and we are branded racist.

Well, fuck right off with your knee-jerk labels, you fucking lefty idiots. You're the racists for wanting to deny me any rights in my own birthplace. Whilst I’m wary of the motives of any group appropriating the precious flag of my country, today is St George’s Day and groups such as the EDL are absolutely entitled to hold their peaceful March for England, as they did yesterday in Brighton. Of course it would have been peaceful, except for the blatant provocation of the Union Against Fascism, doing their best to provoke violence and turn the event into a hate-fest.

So, what do you want? A common national identity, with allowance for differences, as espoused by all right-thinking people, some of whom revere our flag? Or the multiculturalist agenda for total control over your thoughts and deeds, who would criminalise you for being afraid of a black man, but would turn a blind eye to the routine mutilation of his sisters?

 Be fucking careful what you wish for, you traitors.