When Britain was Great its gendarmerie kept itself busy whacking recalcitrant fuzzie-wuzzies, throughout the empire. The one on which the sun never set. The sun has by now of course well and truly set, leading the Brits to head back home to Blightey. Unfortunately, as my tale will illustrate, they’ve allowed the fuzzie-wuzzies to follow them back. In huge numbers.
Ok, I'm probably a bore on this subject, but I'm still staggered at the extent of the damage this has wrought on British society. It was once again underlined as I read the dailies on an otherwise tedious flight to Moscow recently. Crime reporting featured almost wall to wall non-Brits (I don't class a fuz

zie-wuzzie who’s wangled a British passport as a Brit). Hardly a white criminal to be seen.
I noted a few of them for you to savour.
A Norwe

gian girl, Martine Magnusson, goes home from a London nightclub with a wealthy Yemeni and is found raped and murdered next day. The perp, a ‘devout Muslim’ (wouldn’t you guess?) hightailed it back home to Yemen, where he now lives in luxury on his father’s private estate. Surprisingly he declined to return to the UK to ‘help police with their inquiries’.
Turn over a page and we read about Learco Chindamo, who’s been nabbed for another violent crime on the streets of London. You remember Learco, don't you? Why, he was the chap who stabbed to death schoolmaster Philip Lawrence as that academic tried to protect one of his students - a black one, as it happens - from a knife attack. For that Learco was handed down a life sentence back in 1996.
‘Well in that case how the hell is he out on the streets again?’ you might ask.
Well, because he convinced the appeal tribunal, made up of ‘learned judges’ that he’d reform

ed! And how did the judges know that? Because Learco assured them he’d spend
‘the rest of my life atoning for my crime’. That was good enough for the learned judges who let him loose, at the ripe old age of 30, back onto the streets. Within months he’s been picked up for a violent mugging.
And you know, they could have deported this tulip immediately on his release. Of unfathomable genetic origin, he was spawned in Italy to fuzzie-wuzzie parents, who apparently abandoned him at a young age. And why wasn’t he sent packing back there? Well, the learned judges deemed that this would violate his human right to a family life. So they unleashed him on the British public. With predictable results.
Question for the ‘learned’ judges: Don't you have to be human to merit human rights?
Look, just from one day’s papers alone I could report another half dozen examples of fuzzie-wuzzies running amok in Britain. Like the gang of ‘devout Muslim’ Pakistanis who raped an estimated 100 young girls in the Midlands. Or Laurie Cunningham’s buddy murdering his girlfriend and her two kids. But you get the drift.
Now that we’ve all had our laugh for the day I’ll close with a heart-warming story of love, babies, happy homes and the celebration of diversity. A latter day Waltons, really. The story goes…
Well, let the Daily mail reporter take it up:
“An unemployed benefits claimant whose five children were all taken into care has vowed to continue having babies until she is granted a council house. Lavine Samma, 27, is now pregnant with her sixth child and fully expects the baby to be taken from her by social services at birth, just like the last three infants.
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Since 2002, the feckless mother has given birth to three boys and two girls by three different men and doesn’t even know who the father is of one. She does not work and rakes in around £600 a month in benefits. But Miss Samma claimed yesterday that it was her ‘human right as a woman to have children’ and vowed to continue falling pregnant until the local authority moved her from her 16th floor inner-city council flat to a ‘proper council house’.
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When the Daily Mail called just before 11am yesterday Miss Samma was just about awake but still in bed. Nevertheless, she quickly warmed to her theme. ‘I’m not a priority for a house because I don’t have children with me, but if I had children in my care I would be. If they keep taking them away from me
I will just keep having them. Again and again and again!’ .
Miss Samma, who lives in a tower block in Newtown, Birmingham, with Jamaican asylum-seeker boyfriend Damien Sewell, lost her first two children—a girl and a boy—in March 2006, when social services were tipped off that she had been neglecting the elder child, then aged three and a half.”
You know, this story says all that needs to be said about Britain today. A useless, feckless parasite, and her sperm donor de jour, feel absolutely entitled to live off the productive (read white) sector of the community. For example Sewell claimed piteously 'The whole system is corrupt. The courts and the council, they are all against us. I know they will try and take this latest baby from us, but that won't stop us having more.'
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This from an illegal immigrant who never contributed in any form to society.
Listen, there was a time when I used to take pride in the welfare state. How our society had, for the first time in history, solved the problem of extreme poverty and destitution. I also felt proud that our society had progressed from a crude, primitive form of retributive justice to one which recognised the complexities of criminal and anti-social behaviour.
I now realise these ‘accomplishments’ were in fact the instruments of destruction for society - in the true meaning of that word. They have accommodated, nay, encouraged, the development of a monstrous parasitic and rapidly growing underclass, whose sole objective in life is to live off the work of others. Not just shamelessly, but with a profound sense of entitlement.
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And what of England? Poor old Blightey is truly fucked. Sure, Brits can flee to safe and well-organised (read white) areas, but just like everywhere else in the west, these are diminishing daily.
.My original lament for the people of this small island nation, that once dominated half the world, can be read
here.