The Destruction of A Great Nation
I am a young Briton who was brought up in London, the capitol of a tiny country once called Great Britain. It is with great sadness that I feel compelled to leave the country that I have served as a soldier, the country of my ancestors. But I could not bring a child into this degrading, violent, multi-racial cesspit.
The decline of a nation that once ruled one quarter of the earth’s surface is almost complete. We can no longer control the crime in our own backyard. We can no longer speak the truth. Britain has repeated the mistakes that the United States first made. We have been subjected to a carefully coordinated and sustained attack on everything White, moral and decent. Our once proud Union Flag has now been outlawed by the vast majority of local authorities, making it a prosecutable offense to display it even in your own home.
Our once great education system churns out illiterate, ignorant violent thugs with no respect for authority and no work ethic. Our famous British bobbies, once the model for a modern police force, are too outnumbered, too ill-funded and too afraid of “political correctness” to do their jobs. Our once fearsome armed forces have been forced to accept homosexuals, disabled people and the low-grade beggars from a hundred nations we once ruled. The members of our once proud Parliament are embroiled in every corrupt and immoral practice imaginable. Cabinet ministers are paid mercenaries for every special interest except the White people of Britain. Our more depraved political leaders cruise Hampstead Heath for homosexual encounters. Our once envied National Health Service is forced to send its patients to Greece and Turkey because it can no longer cope.
How did this politically correct assault on Britain succeed? Because we did nothing to oppose it. First came the softening up. We were told that we needed these primitive immigrants, who have now flooded our country, to fill a labour shortage. Then we were bombarded with stories of how these “poor, decent, hard-working” immigrants were subjected to terrible mistreatment. We were told that we owed them hand outs. Then these “poor, decent, hard-working” immigrants started committing the most terrible of crimes, shootings, gang-rapes and muggings. But this was “not their fault,” the liberals told us. Our mistreatment of the dark races turned them that way. We were told that our past history of slavery and colonialism was so horrific that their crimes paled to insignificance. In fact we owed such a debt to them we needed to appoint them to positions of power, regardless of merit, ability or loyalty just to show how much we deplored our history and hated ourselves.
Then came the next generation, brought up on stories of slavery and oppression. (It was conveniently forgotten that Britain was the first nation to outlaw slavery, almost two hundred years ago, or that Britain brought medicine, railways and progress to nations that had lived under the most brutal warlords and sadistic tribal chiefs imaginable.) We were taught that Britain harmed the dark races so much that they now deserve everything free at our expense. It is their birth right now. Then came the flood of people from outside the Commonwealth. These people are not called “illegal immigrants.” They are given a politically correct (and dishonest) new name “asylum seekers.” We were told that we have a duty to feed, clothe and house them at our expense because all the current problems of the Third World should be blamed on us.
Then came the assault on the police. They are “institutionally racist” because most of their arrests are poor “oppressed” non-Whites, who never mug, sell drugs, shoplift, or do anything to deserve police attention. The schools had long had their turn, teaching White British children of their guilt and worthlessness, that their beliefs and culture were of no importance. The army came next, with its “institutional racism” and its racist traditions and practices. And so fell the last bastions of power left to oppose the wholesale handover of a once great nation to an invasion by primitive people.
All through this we sat back. “Someone will do something, but I don’t want to get involved.”
Now there is no one left but our Jewish masters, the wire-pullers, who control every important move our politicians make. A breed of people that implant themselves into nations as weeds implant themselves into gardens and choke the life and beauty away in their parasitic grip.
May God have mercy on the soul of Great Britain.
