England is not the same. Britain is not the same. It has a different feeling. It feels like a captured nation. A compromised nation. A dying nation.
We are in the hands of the enemy. The Marxists. The Globalists. The Islamists. All acting as one, to bring us down.
And how are they doing this?
By flooding us. By diluting us. By replacing us. By breaking our will and by draining our resolve. Englishmen have become weak. Indoctrinated. Brainwashed. And we’ve let them do this to us.
Look around you. Walk into your town. Walk into your city. It does not look the same. It does not sound the same. It does not smell the same. It does not feel the same. That’s because it is no longer the England that we grew up in.
The reason I feel this now, more than ever, is because there was once a time when this was not so. When there was pride in our nation. When there was a feeling of family. A feeling of belonging. A feeling of home.
This has changed dramatically. Our homeland has been infiltrated, invaded and damaged beyond repair. We are no longer safe here. Our women and our children can no longer walk our streets without being in danger. It is no longer safe to bring up a family here. Even our schools have been compromised.
Our elected leaders behave like those who are working for a foreign state. Every action they take, makes us weaker as a country. We cannot even trust our police. We certainly cannot trust our judiciary. They have all been captured. All our institutions have been captured. They no longer serve us. They serve themselves and they serve our enemies.
In fact, they are our enemies. By their very actions we see this. They tax us into poverty. They censor us. They try to intimidate us. They criminalise us and they imprison us for speaking out. They try to break us until we comply.
They fill our country with foreign criminals, rapists, paedophiles, Islamists and murderers. They give away free housing, welfare and benefits to millions and millions of foreign nationals. We work all our lives and they drain us dry. Then they give our country away to those who should not be here, to those who do not share our values, and who actively hate everything we stand for.
This is how we know them. By their actions. They are the enemies of England. They are the enemies of Britain.
There was no ‘Elite police Squad’ protecting the Southport girls.
There was no ‘Elite police Squad’ protecting the Grooming gang victims.
There is no ‘Elite police Squad’ protecting our borders.
But now there is an ‘Elite police Squad’ monitoring your opinions on X
TYRANNY
Walk down almost any high street in England. There’s a vape shop, run by a foreign man who can barely speak English. There’s a Turkish barber, run by a foreign man who can barely speak English. There’s an ‘asian’ grocery store, run by a foreign man who can barely speak English.
Character, gone. Community, gone. Independent British shops, mostly wiped away.
It just doesn’t feel like England anymore.
Does all of this make our country richer? It certainly doesn’t feel like it, walking through the decaying heart of almost every town in the country.
The quiet, relentless erosion of community by the sheer scale and pace of change imposed from above - the sense that we were one nation, one people. It all just feels gone.
When gangs of foreign men loiter on street corners, shouting in their own language, drinking and spitting. Are we supposed to just accept that as normal? Is that now what our country is? Women feeling intimidated in their own towns?
Because I don’t like it. It did not used to be like this. It’s not England. And it doesn’t have to be like this.
The change that has been imposed on us? It is not permanent. It is not irreversible. It is not inevitable.
Before any of that can happen, we need to get our politicians to even begin to discuss these issues - honestly, openly and without fear. Labour, Reform, Conservative. All scared of their own shadows, terrified of being called racist by an establishment media based in leafy Surrey towns that are yet to be enriched by all of this wonderful immigration.
I am so past caring about what these people think. We deserve to feel at home in the towns that our ancestors built. Not unsafe, not intimidated, not unwelcome.
I’ve had enough of it. The British people have had enough of it.
It’s time the rest of Westminster caught up.
I won this signed @Pele shirt at a charity auction a number of years ago.
Let’s get it a new home…
TO WIN - All you have to do is RETWEET but PLEASE READ the caption as I want to use this to help a former team mate and a diamond of a guy.
@DMNorris19 is selling his @Argyle League One promotion medal to raise some money.
What he’s going through happens a lot to ex players for one reason or another and I believe that we should all help someone when they’re at a low point in life so please help him if you can, even a RETWEET spreads the word.
Calling all @IpswichTown@Argyle@LUFC@Pompey fans
See the just giving page below 👇🏼
I’ll pick the winner of the shirt by random this week and it’ll be also on Instagram
P.S It won’t fit in a postbox so will leave winner to sort out getting it.
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