Part 1 of 3 (Part 2 here)
(The title comes from De Excidio et Conquestu Britanniae, a work written by the monk Gildas the Wise in the sixth century AD.)
While bumptious Boris leads a Tory bounce in the polls, Little Englander Brexiteers seem to have finally had their way, and the civic nationalists wear their molded-plastic Union Jack hats and wave their paper-thin flags with pride. Each and every one turns a blind eye to some obvious facts, such as Bojo’s own conglomerate ancestry, and the genetic complexion of his ministerial front bench, which is a so-called reflection of “modern Britain” – with Sajid Javed as Chancellor of the Exchequer, Dominic Raab as Foreign Secretary, and Priti Patel as Home Secretary. Each one is ideally placed to take up the mantle of leadership when King Boris falls.
Then there is the little matter of the new Prime Minister’s wish – previously floated while he was bopping around as Mayor of London – to offer an amnesty to illegal immigrants. This comes on the back of Mrs. May’s efforts, while Home Secretary, to create a supposedly “hostile environment” for clandestine migrants, but which instead facilitated a quadrupling of the number of non-EU immigrants entering the United Kingdom under her watch. In the dying days of her own tenure in Number 10, she signed – without any electoral mandate or serious parliamentary debate – the UN’s Global Compact for Migration, which will no doubt in the fullness of time become enshrined in international law and be quoted ad nauseam by human rights lawyers as a fundamental pillar of the new world order. This Compact effectively rebrands “illegal” migrants as “irregular” migrants, and creates a plethora of draconian punishments for people who dare to criticize or question the demographic transformation of the nations of Europe and North America. It is also a harbinger of the further extension of the powers of the authoritarian, proselytizing, propagandist states that countries like Tony Blair’s “Cool Britannia” have already become.
The Tories are hell-bent on their intent to subjugate the current population to a Great Replacement in pursuit of their mirage of economic gain, while the white working class of Britain’s inner-city council estates and the aspirant first-time homeowners in their soulless suburbs suffer all the pain brought upon them by Labour’s policies.
White victims of racism such as Kriss Donald, Ben Kinsella, and Jesse Dirkhising are consigned to Orwell’s memory hole, while David Lammy and Diane Abbot’s halo-wearing Windrush Generation and the hundreds of undocumented guests who were caught up in the Grenfell Tower inferno are lauded in the press. Networks like the BBC, Sky, and ITV, as well as programs like Channel 4 News and Newsnight, deliberately misreport the effects mass immigration is having: child molestation by Pakistani Muslim syndicates occurring across the length and breadth of the land, the epidemic of knife crime perpetrated by blacks on our capital city’s increasingly Mogadishu-like streets, and the hidden costs to our economy of providing social security to millions of newcomers to our country.
So Boris is the New Boss, the same as the Old Boss. His administration merely represents a shuffling of chairs on the Titanic’s deck. We are holed below the water line. Enoch Powell’s rivers of blood continue to swell while a low-intensity war is being waged in our benighted boroughs, concrete conurbations, and Tudor towns. Everywhere you look there is despoliation, dilapidation, and a brown hand on a white thigh.
This is not the time for moral cowardice or putting blind faith in a feckless President’s supposedly favorable trade deal, especially when the man in question whips up his base with Father Coughlin-style truisms like “Build the Wall,” “Lock Her Up,” and “Send Her Home,” but who consistently fails to deliver while exhibiting a difficulty in differentiating between America and Israel First. We are living in a time when Horatio Nelson’s navy cannot even protect our merchant ships in the Strait of Hormuz, and our aircraft carriers leak on their maiden voyages; soldiers are deployed to serve in the front line with ineffective kits, while the Royal Air Force’s aircraft are in constant need of refits. Our manufacturing base, once the envy of the world, has been outsourced to Beijing, and our once-great statesmen like Sir Oswald Mosley have had to give way to non-entities like Jeremy Corbyn and Jo Swinson. We are left with weaklings like former Foreign Secretary Jeremy Hunt, who was reduced to making empty threats about “serious consequences” when the Chinese told us to go away, deserting the Hong Kong youth to a Tiananmen-like fate.
If anything, this is the time to grow a backbone, to stand up to the cat-calls of “racism” and the constant litany about “anti-Semitism” – not to run and hide. The knock on the door is only a Twitter comment or a YouTube video away at any given time. The Equality NKVD have infiltrated and control all our governmental ministries, as the experiences of the canaries-in-the-coalmine such as Tommy Robinson or Stephen Yaxley-Lennon clearly confirm. The Civil Service and the House of Commons are firmly in the Remain camp.
Our backs are up against the wall. White advocacy is a thought crime, and that is why samizdat publications like Greg Johnson’s The White Nationalist Manifesto and Toward a New Nationalism have become even more relevant, because we need to augment the enthusiasm and vigor of what few activists we have with the intellectual arguments that can win debates and silence our opponents. There are hearts and minds to be won over, and it is high time we started to fight to win.
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The article is full of accurate and sober observations. Even as a tourist visiting London the moral rot is impossible to avoid. But hasn’t Britain always been in such a deliberately contrived condition; dilapidated and strained infrastructure, with military power based an easily manipulated population ever eager to enlist in ‘the Queen’s own kamikaze highland brigade’?
The force of truth and all the scientific and intellectual arguments are on our side, but that counts for little if the channels of communication are blocked to us. Sure, we have the internet and a few publishing outlets, but we need to reach the mass of White people and give expression to their deep-seated feelings and longings. In a way Trump tapped into this reserve but only to frustrate and divert it away from effective action. Our task is very difficult.
“But hasn’t Britain always been in such a deliberately contrived condition; dilapidated and strained infrastructure”
Not sure if this is your point, but it does seem that the UK has, at least in the XXth century, embraced a kind of half-arsed, “shabby chic” culture of bad food, late trains, cramped, crummy flats, rationing long after the war, etc., all meant to supposedly show contempt for “showy” Americans and proof of one’s “stiff upper lip.” It’s a culture of depression, mental and economic, which goes along with the pessimism Colin Wilson fought against. The Fawlty Towers episode where Basil confronts the rich American, winding up with his hypocritical speech defending his rudeness and incompetence as part of “what we in England value and you American’s may not understand” etc. is classic expression, as is Rik Mayall’s Bottom series.
That hasn’t been the case since Thatcher. Ballard was right in pointing out she Americanised certain norms. Food is different now. People eat trashy burgers and Italian delicacy more than anything else. It’s rare, regrettably so, to find someone under 30 who has eaten a rabbit pie, haggis, or suet, it’s just not the way people act anymore. The working class fetishist, Orwell, pandered these certain silly sentimental ideas about the English which led to misconceptions about the current state of the country. It’s the same mentality that imagines Scotland and England are particularly different, which is true but only to an extent of a Geordie and a Scouser.
As for the “stiff upper lip” myth, only the upper middle aged and soon to be dead could even be said to act that way. Stop watching Brief Encounter and reading about the Blitz. Free Inhibitions is in vogue.
My grandfather, an eighth generation miner, held an anti-American stance because of certain moral positions in the culture and when certain soldiers arrived, but he came from an age before World War Two, the single turning point in cultural decline and of once, perhaps, true stereotypes.
The article seems written by a tourist or someone who lives in an modern English city. You can’t stay in London for a few days and pretend you know how the majority, who live in villages or small towns, act and feel. London is the greatest hits of other capital cities, and the English can’t afford to live in it.
Many people don’t like Boris, a man recognised as a metropaltion social and economic liberal. He’ll win an election, barely because Corbyn is feckless and can’t win Scotland because of the SNP which cancels him out for every election. FPTP makes for this kind of broad politics. If we had PR, tourists who write about us would have different opinions because the statistics they read would look different and statistics is only thing they care themselves to look at.
It’s fascinating as well re-reading Fenek’s essays on Nick Darke or Dylan Thomas. They’re excellent and for the most part accurate. I just find what he’s written in this so off-brand. Sorry, it just seems so wrong. You had me off by “Little Englander.” It was just a phrase I collated with something one of them children at the Spectator would write and then a reader would use it like it had any real meaning since 1880. I guess we just have some different opinions or worldviews, who would have guessed? Or I’m just ignorant? Or we come from different British stock? Ho-hum, who knows.
I constantly ramble in these comments pages, I can’t help myself. One of the few places I feel willing to say anything. I can barely write an essay without cracking under the pressure but here I need to reply.
“A culture of depression, mental and economic.” That sums up the situation exactly.
For peak Rik Mayall and peak British decline, I stick with “The Young Ones”. Nigel Planer and Ade Edmondson are just icing on the cake.
Dear All,
Thanks for your observations and commentary. I am always delighted to hear appreciative references to my earlier pieces like those above about Nick Drake and Dylan Thomas – Please be assured – I am extremely familiar with the UK and have lived, worked and traveled to all four corners of the Kingdom – my reference to ‘Little Englanders’ is NOT derogatory – it is meant ‘tongue in cheek’ – my thrust in this piece and others to follow is to encourage the British to Not settle for the Civic nationalist ticket of the Brexit Party or indeed a Janus-faced ‘Right Wing’ Tory Party led by seeming advocates of leave – the reality is that the mainstream narrative, to which both Brexit and Tory Party representatives adhere, is merely to re-frame Brexit (a major theme of which was a clear refutation of demographic replacement) into a Britain is ‘open to the world’ meme and what frail and fragile limits we do have (if any) on non-EU migrants are already being tampered with by a government and a parliament that no longer fulfills the mandate of the electorate that employ them.
I am of course a true Europhile and therefor I abhor the EU apparatus in Brussels and Strasbourg that seeks to destroy the individual nations that comprise the continent. I am pro- American because it was founded by people of European stock and I am suspicious of Trump because I am afraid he has raised hopes that he may have no intention of fulfilling. Only time (and it is short) will tell?
FS
This is the fate the British chose in 1939. Then and there they were needed to join in the anti-Bolshevik crusade. Instead they stabbed Europe in the back, signed her over to Bolshevism, and now the Bolshevism is destroying Britain.
I shed no tears. Destiny is never kind to traitors.
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