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THE TRUTH IS NO DEFENCE

You know it, as do I, and so many others. The unfortunate fact is that no matter how true it is, the state will try and put you in prison for daring to utter it. Yes we are all aware of this truth so undeniable, so indisputable, yet so forcibly stifled. Our nation is on the brink of ruination, financially, morally, and demographically. England in particularly is massively overcrowded, and over two and a half million are unemployed. There is a housing shortage, and in almost every town and city hoards of homeless people huddle up with no more than a blanket and a shop doorway for shelter. All things considered you would think that the ebb and flow of immigrants and asylum seekers would be stemmed, but no, they are still arriving here, and still being allowed to stay.

Only we have the answer, we who have lived among the savages imported in the name of lower wages, and of course their feral offspring. The Right Honourable (sic) Members of Parliament do not live on the Bransholme estate in Hull, or the Whitehawk estate in Brighton. These are the people we elected; they live a life of luxury while making decisions that, quite frankly, make our lives a misery. They seem hell-bent on importing half of Africa into our already crumbling and overcrowded public housing estates, and to make matters worse we are punished severely if we so much as whisper our discontent.

One fine day, my comrades, we will gather together in our thousands and demand that the politicians hear our voice. As one, we will leave them in no doubt that we have had enough. When word reaches the highest echelons that the peasants are revolting, I am in no doubt that they might spit a little of their vintage Dom Pérignon as they pretend to stifle their sarcastic sniggering . But when they are informed of our numbers, when they realise our steadfast refusal to surrender, the smirk will be gone from their powdered faces. Because now they will have to take us seriously, belittling us from the lofty heights of their ivory towers will no longer be an option.

Unfortunately, and this really hurts my heat, we have the numbers, but the day when we all stand together is but a distant dream. I hope to the Gods it will happen in my lifetime, but alas I fear it will not. The day when all the fragments of this divided movement come together and march as one do not appear imminent, there have been some attempts, I even tried once myself, but personal greed and thirst for political power made it futile. So our children, the next generation, are being brainwashed and desensitised at school. By their teachers and by their peers they are being taught that the only way to be “cool” is to forget about their history, culture, and heritage, and listen to the mindless drivel of the jungle drums. Is it any wonder they are becoming detached from their families, and are out at all hours committing crimes with the feral offspring of the afford mentioned third world immigrants? Getting involved with drugs, and committing the most serious, and heinous crimes? This kind of mentality has been imported and imposed upon the working class Brits who can’t afford to live in secure, gated communities.

I know this, as do so many of you. Let us put aside our differences for the sake of future generations. Let us rise up as one and tell our Zionist rulers that we don’t like their enforced, so called democracy. We want OUR country back and we are not prepared to wait for an election. We are aware that “it is not the votes that count; it is the people who count the votes”. We will be unarmed and peaceful, yet numerous and loud. Will our army fire on us if ordered? That remains to be seen. Somehow I doubt this; they were after all our children long before they became soldiers.

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