Thoughts on Elizabeth’s Legacy
HER MAJESTY’S PASSING HAS if nothing else highlighted the distinction between the cultural identification of her British subjects and those of the New British. For instance, the latter deemed the mourning crowd outside Buckingham Palace to be ‘too White’ — an accusation which could draw a number of responses, one to the effect that Britain has always been a White country, at least until the traitors opened the gates in recent times. Or that if the New British claim to be British, then why have they no empathy with this quintessential British institution? Or, rudely, if you don’t like British Whiteness why don’t you find yourself a nice Black or Brown country and escape the “racism.” Oh, that’s right — there are no nice countries that are Black or Brown. And the few that are rich by way of natural resources would barely let you lot in for even a short visit.
Here’s a typical picture the London crowd that gathered upon the news of the Queen’s death, followed by a typical “New British” comment:
Anyone spoy [sic] what’s odd about such a crowd, in London of all places? Sorry, way too many white ppl in a single location.
Then over in the USA a charming ‘professor’ named Ooga Booga, sorry, make that Uju Anya (I believe her ancestors arrived in America on the Mayflower) who describes herself, inter alia, as a feminist, didn’t show much “gender solidary” by wishing the Queen a speedy death, adding for good measure “and may her pain be excruciating.” Charming. But I suspect she speaks (in her semi-literate way) for a high proportion of the armies of resentful and ungrateful Blacks feeding on the carcass of a once-great country.
The vibrant New Britons may be in short supply among the mourners, but they’re all over the corridors of power where they now hold three of the four most powerful offices in the land. And had three-passport Rishi won it would have been a full blackout. Or brownout. I’m afraid that’s Elizabeth’s legacy, a Britain unrecognisable from that which she inherited, where the people she supposedly represented now find themselves dispossessed and marginalised in what had been their own country.
Could she have done anything to prevent this? Well of course she could. While recognising the formal constraints applying to the role of a Constitutional Monarch, had she inserted a regular reference to the “British people, our traditions and culture” in the speeches written by traitorous bureaucrats it would have sent a powerful message. Again, a quiet word in the ear of each new PM presenting his credentials to her would also have meant something.
As it is, Britain is facing societal and economic degradation on an unprecedented scale. But if indeed she can be blamed, then we must also admit that it can’t be said that there was any widespread public reaction against what happened during her reign. The same Uniparty has been voted in repeatedly. Even Charles Moore, the epitome of the hunting-shooting-fishing Tory of the shires had this to say about the new Cabinet:
There’s not a single white male in any of the top four posts. And that is good.
Changing the puppet makes no difference as long as the puppeteer remains the same. Traditional Britain is on its last legs and it went down without a whimper. It takes many centuries to build a civilisation, mere decades to destroy it.
And those who cry ‘appease, appease’
Are hanged by those they tried to please.
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Source: Irish Savant