Driving over Saddleworth Moor towards Manchester yesterday, I couldn’t help to be impressed as to what a beautiful country the United Kingdom is. Those moors, carpeted in purple heather under an azure summer sky, were something to behold. It reminded me of how much I love my country – the entirety of it. I’ve sat on the grass at Mussenden Temple in County Londonderry, looking down at the magnificent Benone Beach. I’ve walked in the Scottish Highlands. I’ve toured around the Norfolk Broads. I’ve climbed Mount Snowdon in North Wales. I’ve driven down the narrow country lanes of Kent, past all the hop farms with their quaint little oast houses. Each time I’ve seen more of our Kingdom, I’m reminded of how lucky we are to have such a multitude of different scenery in a relatively small country.
I love this place called the United Kingdom. By contrast, I utterly loathe the British State. Some will ask me how you can differentiate between the two. It’s easy. Our country is the land; it’s the British people; centuries of customs; our history; our global cultural influence, etc. The British State is this utterly vile government, intent on screwing hard-working people for every penny they can take, whilst ensuring that every Tom, Dick and Abdul who arrives here on a small boat is instantly housed for free in relative luxury. The State is the bureaucratic detritus from the Blair Revolution: cultural Marxists firmly embedded in every official civic and political body, keen to shove their agenda down everyone’s throat and ever-ready to destroy the reputation of those who demur. The State is the rent-a-crowd quangocrats and unionised agitators of Tabithas and Tristrams, with their septum piercings, shocking blue-hair and placards declaring ‘Refugees Are Welcome Here’. The State is the politicians and judges who are prepared to unleash the full force of the law on anyone who questions our mass immigrant invasion in unfortunate terms, but equally prepared to afford leniency to those who threaten violence against what they see as the ‘patriotic proletariat’. In short, the British State is now set up to directly challenge and crush all those who love our country; who want it to remain recognisably British and Christian; who don’t want to be forced to live cheek-by-jowl with prehistoric cultures; and especially to target those who are no longer prepared to remain silent when everything they’ve been brought up to believe in is smashed to smithereens like the Piscatory Ring upon the death of a Pontiff.
There are various examples of this, of which I’d like to refer to just a few. Let’s look at the Chancellor’s recent visit to Northern Ireland, where she said “normalising” (code for dynamic alignment) our relationship with the European Union was crucial to improving intra-UK trade (https://www.newsletter.co.uk/news/politics/chancellor-improved-eu-relations-is-answer-to-trade-diversion-within-the-uk-5268679). It is my firm belief (and I’ve articulated it many times over the years) that the sole purpose of the Northern Ireland Protocol/Windsor Framework was to act as a cleat to tie the entire country to the need for the application of EU rules and regulations until a point (still some distance away) when a concerted effort would be made to take us wholly or significantly back into the ‘European family’. I believe that when government files are released 20 or so years from now, my analysis will prove to have been correct. The whole Brexit saga is a prime example of how the British State has worked against those who endorsed our exit from the EU. An ultimate exercise in British self-determination, and therefore in patriotic sentiment, has been utterly thwarted by a British Deep State who didn’t believe in taking back control of our laws (ECJ rules in Northern Ireland and further application across the wider UK as a result of Starmer’s ‘reset’), our money (£39 billion surrendered to the EU upon departure, with additional payments again through this government’s ‘reset’), and most of all our borders (turbo-charged immigration coupled with the generosity shown towards the daily incursion of Third World useless parasitic scumbags into our land).
There is no nice way to say this, so I’ll just be candid: the British State hates the British people. Not all of them, naturally. If you’re Left-wing, partly – but by no means exclusively – of a religious or ethnic minority, a believer in the ‘totality of the global human family’ (otherwise known as a borderless world), and deeply uncomfortable with the whole idea of Britishness as a collective identity, the British State will roll out the red carpet and do everything within the respective purviews of its governing bodies to make you feel warm and cuddly inside (https://www.msn.com/en-gb/travel/news/birmingham-city-council-lights-up-library-for-pakistan-independence-but-plans-to-remove-union-jacks/ar-AA1KwThE). If you’re patriotic, proudly British, don’t relish the prospect of having young girls adulterated by an assortment of Afghans and Somalis for whom goats wouldn’t be off-limits if they felt amorous enough, and advocates for the endurance of our historic Judeo-Christian principles, then you’re about as welcome as someone who enters a nightclub full of female vampires covered in garlic-scented aftershave! In the words of Del Boy to brother Rodney in the very episode of ‘Only Fools and Horses’, to be a patriot in modern Britain ensures the State will try to put you “in the darkest corner of its deepest cellar to grow moss and be forgotten about.”
A collapse in Britain is coming, I have no doubt about that. It will come not only in the financial sense, with a massive economic crash probably less than a year away, but it will also come from the ongoing social uprising against the twin evils of mass unwanted demographic change and embrace of illegal invaders who have no loyalty whatsoever to the UK. You see, a major problem for the British State is its desire to pretend all is constantly harmonious in a pressure cooker of incompatible cultural differences. It’s fast losing the ability to maintain that illusion – ironically through the policies it has adopted over the last few decades. When enough of the people turn, even the most draconian of laws possible in an outwardly ‘democratic’ society become impossible to sustain. We’re now at that period. Which is why every time I see a house flying a Union flag, or see a protest outside a migrant hotel, I’m convinced that fundamental change is not only imperative, it’s also well within the realms of possibility.
