1 INTRODUCTION

Many things in Britain have got much better since the end of the Second World War. Medical advances have improved lives immeasurably; technology has made communication and the dispensation of information much easier; capitalism has brought the wealth of the few to the many; our cities are much less polluted; mental illnesses have been recognised as such; smoking has been banned in enclosed public places; more people than ever go on to higher education; the voting age has been lowered from 21 to 18; women can now potentially lead more fulfilling lives and, well, we’re not being bombed by Nazi Germany.
But some things have got much worse. You could nearly boil it down to two words: social order; but it isn’t enough to say just that. You must make clear the root cause, and that root cause is, I believe, mass immigration. Because what mass immigration and the resultant, inevitable, multiculturalism and political correctness have done is the following: divided and transformed neighbourhoods; suffocated British culture; placed great strain on all public services; ‘politicalised’ people (more on this later); increased crime; lowered wages (particularly in the short term); made the future a much less hopeful place; led to the suppression of free speech. You have probably heard much of this before. Yet there are facets of the above that I’d like to go into in-depth in this blog, hopefully offering some original thinking.
But why write such a blog? Isn’t it a wicked thing to do? Well, a person who cares both about his everyday surroundings and the future for him and his descendants should feel no guilt about trying to do something. Perhaps it’s a pressure release, perhaps romanticism, perhaps idealism, perhaps an expression of atavistic feelings that form the core of our being. Some of us look around more, literally and metaphorically, than others do. Some of us are more prone to speak out – others feel the same but do not speak out. Some have other things to occupy their time – and good luck to them, but this is a world with room for many different kinds. Perhaps I am interested in quality of life, which could encompass anything from desiring repartee with a shopkeeper to wanting to visit a safe-feeling housing estate to being able to speak out freely on matters of national importance. The writing of this blog may be cathartic but it will also hopefully do some good out there, somehow, perhaps through a tiny ‘drip down’ effect. Because I believe we have a problem here. A massive problem. Immigration eventually affects all facets of our nation. No other political issues are as important as immigration because they all stem from immigration. Who you have inside your borders affects every single aspect of your everyday existence. The future can be changed but changes must be made now. Britain has made so many catastrophic mistakes since the end of the War that it’s difficult to know what to do. But something’s better than nothing.
The first thing I’d like to delve into is multiculturalism. It is a divisive force and has had a detrimental effect on free speech. It has also warped communication. Having worked in journalism for many years, I’ve had the opportunity to observe the deliverers of information first-hand. They are frightened rabbits scurrying over eggshells. It wasn’t just the question of ‘we can’t say such and such in the magazine’, it was also how the PC culture affected office banter. The ‘R word’ was ubiquitous, tediously so. (From henceforth, ‘racism’ – and that’s the only time you’ll see that word here – will be referred to as such, or written with a dash in. It gets quite enough exposure already and doesn’t need any more.)
Many people nowadays seek to use the R word as a jibe at others, sometimes semi-humorously, because it makes them feel virtuous. No one has moral superiority over you if you use the R word; if you call someone that, they’ve no come-back, there are no more arguments. So a discussion among journalists might go like this: we need an icon to illustrate a story we’re doing on football clubs. How about we represent each football club with a familiar but quirky local symbol? Sheffield United: a big steel fork - fine. Newcastle United: a stottie cake (or something more insulting concerning ‘thick’ Geordies) - fine. Bradford City: a popadum. Hold on! Not a chance! The R word flung forth! Yet all the above objects represent these places in the same sort of way. But one might be ‘racially offensive’ and we can’t have that.
Or take another scenario: a magazine that likes to use humorous picture captions, and possibly jibing ones at that, is using a photo of a white person. The caption might joke that he was a thief or unclean or stupid. But if a similar caption was mooted to be used on a photo of a black person then, yep, the R word would come out. I give these [true] examples to illustrate the ‘politicalisation’ of people and the potential for rancour it naturally creates. This can then be exploited, and in much more dangerous ways than arguments in an office of fools. More on this later.
Christopher Hitchens talks of religion ‘poisoning everything’. I think multiculturalism poisons everything too. Every part of society that gives in to an embracement of multiculturalism is automatically poisoned. Strong words perhaps, but over the remainder of this blog, I hope to set out a convincing case that this is true, followed by visions of the future and possible solutions to our difficulties.