London Calling . . .

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London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
–The Clash (1979)

Forty years ago this month, the punk poet Joe Strummer penned his apocalyptic lyrics, heralding a step-change in the ongoing culture war that has dogged Britain for decades and reduced our nation’s capital city to a multiracial melting pot akin to the Tower of Babel. The city of Chaucer, Pepys, and Wren has been symbolically reduced to a KFC-feeding termite nest of inter-ethnic tribal rivalry, where an alien like Barbara Roche, former Immigration Minister under a Labour government, apparently feels more comfortable. The excessive Rachman-like profiteering of the Conservative leader of Westminster Council, Dame Shirley Porter, the daughter of Tesco magnate Jack Cohen, led to her temporarily fleeing to Herzliva Pituah in Israel during an inquiry into her controversial conduct – where, by the way, she later founded the Porter Centre for Environmental Studies at Tel Aviv University.

But these firestarters are merely the tip of the iceberg. Far greater and long-term damage has been inflicted by a succession of characters like Ken Livingstone, a committed hard-Left socialist supporter of the IRA who encouraged the Brixton branch of the Black Panthers to join the Labour Party in 1968; Boris Johnson, the former Mayor of London and now resident of Number 10 Downing Street, whose step-grandfather was Zionist Federation President Teddy Sieff, and who appointed Priti Patel as Home Secretary; Sajid Javid as Chancellor of the Exchequer, a committed Muslim who was sworn into government office on the Qur’an and visited the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem in 2019; and, of course, Sadiq Khan, the intellectually as well as physically diminutive current occupant of Mr. Johnson’s former exalted office who has been linked to Suliman Gani, a fundamentalist who openly calls for an Islamic state in Britain.

Each and every one of these characters facilitates such ignominious spectacles as the calypso-cavorting Afro-Caribbean Carnival in Notting Hill, where rapes, muggings, and drug-dealing run rife on an annual basis, and throngs of worshippers fill Trafalgar Square at Eid to pay homage to a psychotic pedophile. These denizens of destruction surround themselves with race-hustling acolytes like Bernie Grant, who was a council leader when the 1985 Broadwater Farm riot took place, and where PC Keith Blakelock was hacked to death with a machete, saying, “What the police got was a bloody good hiding!”; Lee Jasper dished out Greater London Authority grants to his black friends; Diane Abbott, the Shadow Home Secretary, a woman who takes every opportunity to try to establish legal safe routes to flood the United Kingdom with low-IQ welfare dependent Teflon-faced people resembling herself; and David Lammy, who attempts to weaponize every failure of his community to enter Oxbridge, shake down compensation for the Grenfell Tower inferno, or the facetious Windrush Scandal by joining Baroness Doreen Lawrence of Clarendon, mother of the long-remembered and much-lamented Stephen, screaming racism at the top of his voice!

And since the Blair government’s secretive open borders policy between 2000 and 2009 – an act revealed in quite intimate detail by his advisor and speechwriter Andrew Neather in the London Evening Standard in 2009, in which he said London was a “magnet for migration,” and an act described by Lord Andrew Green of Migration Watch as a “conspiracy” perpetrated against the people of this country – the problems have only accelerated.

These are the fulfillments of Strummer’s hyperbolic prediction:

London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girl

78 percent of London gang members are of Black or Afro-Caribbean heritage; 6.5 percent are Asian (predominantly of Pakistani, Indian and Bangladeshi origin); and 3 percent are Arabs or Middle Eastern. Even Trevor Phillips, former Head of the Equality and Human Rights Commission, admitted that despite the media scrupulously avoiding all mention of the ethnicity of the perpetrators, the overwhelming majority of those committing knife crimes are Somalis, Ethiopians, North and Central Africans, and Afghans. Then there is the Albanian mafia, which runs the cocaine trade through ports like Rotterdam into Harwich or Hull; the predominantly black Peckham Boys presiding over TV comic legends Del and Rodney’s South London “Manor,” and the Tottenham Mandem controlling whole council estates in North London; the Pakistani, Bangladeshi, and Bengali crews like the Brick Lane Massive in the East End extending their rule out over Redbridge, Waltham Forest, Newham, Ealing, Brent, Hounslow, Barking, and Dagenham; and the Tamil Snake Gang in Croydon and Wembley.

These subcultures are more representative of Jamaica, Somalia, or Liberia than the leafy lanes of Dulwich or Blackheath village. The whole diversity circus is being cheered on by media-promoted gay icons like Graham Norton, Sandy Toksvig, Alan Carr, Sue Perkins, and Rhona Cameron who no doubt fully endorse LGBT lessons in primary schools and the distribution of the Trans-Inclusion Gender Toolkits in schools in Merton and Wandsworth. Meanwhile, Cressida Dick, the lesbian Commissioner for the Metropolitan Police Service in London, and Neil Basu, the head of counter-terrorism in the UK, stoke fears of supposed Right-wing terrorism whenever the opportunity arises, even when over 95 percent of terrorist acts since 2000 have been committed by Muslims.

London calling, now don’t look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain’t got no swing
Except for the ring of that truncheon thing

Besides supporting the PC police, the British tax payer is expected to pay around 140 million per year for migrant detentions. Parliament, greatly assisted by the speaker of the House, John Bercow, the descendant of Romanian Jews named Berkowitz, has totally abdicated their responsibility for fulfilling the mandate provided by 17.5 million voters to proceed with Brexit; reneged on the numerous commitments of both leading political parties to halt or reduce immigration; and enacted increasingly restrictive laws that restrict the expression of negative views about the multicultural project, which is in effect population replacement on a grand scale. This in itself results in thousands of arrests and police warnings about online hate crimes every year.

Meanwhile, we are subjected to the hourly spectacle of having to listen to the ever-shy and retiring mud-blood Meghan Markle commenting about social injustice from her taxpayer- funded luxury home, watching as she stares imperiously down in a Stella McCartney black-belted boulia coat from a balcony above the Cenotaph on Remembrance Day while history is rewritten. Now we are meant to believe that Commonwealth troops from as far afield as India, Bengal, and the West Indies outnumbered young white volunteers on the battlefields of the Somme, Passchendaele, and Marne – something that impressionable 16-year-olds could be forgiven for thinking given the BBC’s Dunkirk series, which purports to be a docudrama and portrays half the British Expeditionary Force trapped on the beaches in 1940 as being composed of black troops. This is now gaining traction under the meme “Remember Together” – regardless of nationality, creed, or color – conjured up by a think-tank called British Future.

The BBC and other mainstream media outlets singularly fail to discuss the Earth’s population explosion, particularly in Africa, and the environmental degradation that is being caused by the mass movement of people as major contributing factors to global warming. They prefer to instead glorify Greta Thunberg, the Lara Croft of the Venus-loving vegans, and create a media “safe-space” for Extinction Rebellion activists who focus on the West’s contributions to the environmental crisis but fail to discuss the Chinese, Indian, and African governments’ flaunting of the UN’s environmental protocols in their mad rush to overtake the developed world as the economic powerhouses of global economic growth. The consequences of this are seen in the thick smog hanging over Beijing, New Delhi, and Sub-Saharan Africa. Recent headlines in Left-wing newspapers tells us that the poor, asthma suffering-orphans in India should qualify as environmental refugees.

This is an argument that socialist seer Strummer, author of such classics as “London’s Burning,” “English Civil War,” “Know Your Rights,” “Bankrobber,” and “Guns of Brixton” hints at in his verse:

The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin’ thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
‘Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river

This prophecy was made against the grainy black-and-white imagery of the band playing the opening track from their 1979 double album, floating on a Thames barge while Strummer barks out his vehement vocals into the sheeting rain as the song slowly fades out with a series of bleeps, created by Mick Jones’ guitar pickups and spelling SOS in Morse code.

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don’t want to shout
But when we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling . . .