Have you ever sat in a beer garden on a hot summer’s day enjoying a drink? Suddenly, a wasp begins flying around your glass, clearly attracted to the sugar content of your beverage. You sit there very still, desperately hoping not to annoy it in the hope it’ll fly away. But no! It keeps hovering around your drink, then swirling around your head. Eventually, keen to prevent it stinging you, you rush for the pub door to take shelter inside – just to get away from the bloody thing!!
When you think about it, that’s exactly the analogy that best describes how we in Britain (and across much of Western Europe) experience the presence of Islam in our respective societies. We try to ignore its provocation and irritating attributes; we bend over backwards to convince ourselves its growing strength in our societies has no bearing on future cultural cohesion; our politicians (and even our supine Head of State!) fall over themselves to magic from thin air descriptions of all the supposed ‘benefits’ it brings to the rest of us. However, we have seen how our countries have changed in this relatively short space of time, and how many of us are fearful for young generations, as well as those yet unborn, as to what sort of theocratic dystopia will pervade every aspect of British and European life once Islam has gone way beyond the 5, 6, 7 or 10% composition it currently enjoys in places like France, the UK, Sweden and Germany.
We’re already commonly seeing sights unheard of in Britain even 30 years ago. Things such as the omnipresent Palestinian flags fluttering from windows in areas where the footprint of Islam is Yeti-sized; women covered from head-to-toe metaphorically giving the biggest middle finger they can to Western values; halal-compliant fast food corporations; illuminated signs in civic spaces wishing us a ‘Happy Ramadan’ or ‘Eid Mubarak’. None of those deeply offensive and culturally-immiscible phenomena would have existed back then. So what’s changed? Simple! The demographic impact of Islam has changed. A religion where literally thousands would engross themselves in a violent catharsis at the merest criticism of their creed has been allowed to put down ever-greater roots. To add grave insult to catastrophic injury, this puritanical religiosity has been facilitated by those who want to denude us of our British identity and values, thus making it far easier for our eventual expected submission. A classic trick of the Left is to ask us, ‘What are British values’? That’s pretty straightforward. It’s knowing your country’s heroes and their roles in history; it’s appreciating the definitive roles Christianity and Christian values have played here over centuries (even if you’re not an attendee of a local church); it’s knowing the songs and stories of the United Kingdom; it’s being familiar with the legends of our land (Robin Hood, King Arthur, Gog and Magog, etc); its adhering to the fundamental cultural traits that set us aside from other countries. But, with the advent/curse of mass migration, we have to be told our ‘British values’ are to be kind to all-comers, or believe that ‘diversity is our strength’ and other such absolute hogwash!
Politicians, civic leaders, state institutions, and even the Monarchy itself, are complicit in this national abasement. A Monarch who had nothing to say about Lent and its precursory importance to Easter (the most sacred date in the Christian calendar), nevertheless fawns (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GdRH2TDb5lI) over Islam during Ramadan and extols the ‘positive contribution to the life of the United Kingdom’ Muslims have apparently made here. Oh yeah, Your Majesty? Try telling that to thousands of teenage girls around various British towns, whose introduction to the sexual coming-of-age began with dozens of predatory Muslim men outside secondary schools with their hands down their trousers. When the late, great Spike Milligan referred to the, then, Prince of Wales as a “little grovelling bastard” at the 1994 British Comedy Awards, we all assumed it was purely based on his glowing tribute to Milligan and the genius of ‘The Goon Show’. After this year’s videoed exemplar of obsequiousness, I’m wondering if it had a much broader interpretation!
I’ve just come back from a holiday in Cyprus, where I had the pleasure of revisiting the Turkish Cypriot towns of Kyrenia and Famagusta I first went to over 20 years ago. Turkish Cypriots (men and women) dress in fully Western clothing; women don’t cover their heads (let alone their faces), or walk obediently behind their husbands; they don’t rabbit on about Palestinian causes; they drink alcohol in moderation; many have tattoos (which, we’re told, are forbidden in the Muslim faith); and they are fully appreciative of the importance of sexual equality. To be fair, Turkish Cypriots are a model of how Islam should be right across the globe. Alas, it most certainly isn’t! And here in Britain we are afflicted by some of the most radical strains of that religion to be found anywhere in the developed world. That is not to say every single Muslim living here has negative qualities, for that would be a ridiculous assessment on the laws of probability alone. But what I am saying is that we are dealing with what is essentially a conquering religion; that this conquering religion relies on a critical demographic mass at a given time to enable its leadership and allies to advance its goals step-by-step; and that having a political/civic elite with invertebrate levels of courage in safeguarding values which I and millions of other British people were brought up with, is gradually condemning our country to a future of grave cultural fissure and endless sectarian strife.
For a religious community ever hypersensitive to the presence of anything porcine in their vicinity, it is remarkable that so many UK Muslims haven’t detected the inescapable fact that millions of Britons are utterly pig-sick of living with the overbearing presence of Islam here; pig-sick of the terrorist risk it poses; pig-sick of the cultural transformation taking place in its wake; and pig-sick of those who rush to prostrate themselves in front of it. Finally, Ms Angela Rayner, if what I’ve written above represents a classic definition of your mythical sense of ‘Islamophobia’, I couldn’t really give a damn!!
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