Eventually... by Wiggia

 

As Milton Friedman said ““You cannot simultaneously have free immigration and a welfare state. “

That of course was before the numbers racked up enough for the same immigrants to become a political as well as religious threat which is where we are now in the West.

There is nothing new about the threat that Islam and mass migration will cause the West eventually if nothing is done and soon.

Recent events have highlighted the trend to appease the Muslim vote and keep it within Labour. This is already a lost cause. The mealy-mouthed words spouted by Left politicians to somehow stay onside of their immigrant constituents are painful to see and hear; this is one of many cringe-worthy efforts by Labour MPs with slim majorities to hold the tide back. Pathetic.

Wanker Finder@IfindWankers

This is Stella Creasy, Labour MP for Walthamstow. Watch the snivelling, traitorous evil wank stain wanker grovel for Islam, spewing the same worn-out lie: “Islam is a religion of peace.” If it were, she wouldn’t have to keep begging you to believe it. Bellend!

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“A little less than two years ago, West Midlands Police used social media to make an important announcement. Not to issue an appeal for witnesses to a crime or advice on public safety, but instead to declare that a number of prayer mats and hijabs had been purchased “to go in our police vehicles” so that “our Muslim colleagues and public will have access to these when they are needed”.”

Somali vs. overall: • 268 per 10k in prison (highest ethnicity) • 64.6 arrests per 1k vs 12 (Britons) • 72% in social housing vs. 17% • 47.1% Economically inactive vs. 24.7%

Performative Humanitarianism.

Tyler@cillianblack

My eighteenth observation from the grooming gang report: Ayaan Hirsi Ali testified that the dependence on the Muslim voting bloc among left wing parties actively discouraged prosecution and deportation, with Labour at national and local level repeatedly choosing electoral…

9:54 PM · Jun 28, 2026 · 7.37K Views

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Halifax…….

Donna Louise@DonnaLouise1212

Vincent Brown just dropped one of the most uncomfortable but necessary films you’ll see this year. Halifax. Yorkshire Ripper ground zero. Endemic grooming gangs. An imam who (according to a whistleblower) refused to even mention the convictions in Friday prayers. And a town …

6:16 PM · Aug 21, 2026 · 28.7K Views

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And back in 2018 we were warned about the underlying reasons for all this.

Angie Rayner 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 I was born first 🇬🇧@AngieRayner007

Janice Atkinson warned us in 2018 what the @UN were planning, 59 million migrants imported to REPLACE US. We never had a chance with Brexit it was all about the United Nations pact. @RupertLowe10 @andyburnham @RestoreBritain

10:30 PM · Sep 22, 2026 · 250K Views

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Can’t keep the NHS out of the loop: instead of using the trained nurses and surgeons we the tax payers have funded, the NHS brings in cheap labour from third world countries as a saving, then this wheeze is floated or maybe judging by the current insanity of Chagos and the reparation syndrome it is true, we have no money yet ever more is found for foreign shores.

https://spectator.com/article/labour-pps-floats-billions-in-nhs-recruitment-reparations/

The lack of scrutiny that went with the coup from Andy Burnham was off the scale, nothing of his past was questioned in the media and he lies like Starmer.

Tom@tomwhx

Andy Burnham promised only four months ago he wouldn't reopen the Brexit debate Now he says he wants to rejoin the EU You cannot believe a word Andy Burnham says

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On top of all that I and others have laid out about Burnham is the latest on the Manchester City affair: outside of the football it is alleged that Burnham was involved in giving the UAE first dibs in contracts over land deals. It is amazing that virtually nothing has been said in the MSM about this and all the other dubious activities and proven failures before he waltzed into No10.

He must also have given the green light to the lockdown in Gosport and the extraordinary scenes there of a huge organised effort to bring in unwanted illegal migrants and shower largesse on them. Next time you have to wait for hours to get an ambulance remember this, a long line of them at a moment’s notice in case someone got wet on the way here. It was so well organised in advance one cannot but believe the government is involved in the migrant crisis; this has to stop.

The illegal migrants it is noted are now arriving unnoticed on our shores, it is said. This has been going on for years, many reports of landings on the East coast some by speedboats and even light aircraft as well as the continuing use of lorries all point to governments various that have no intention of stopping migration; in fact the latest “safe routes” plan will only increase it. What is really going on? Reports of aircraft landing at night with transponders turned off at Manchester and Liverpool airports enhance the theory that it is all deliberate.

Cllr George Madgwick@georgedmadgwick

HONESTLY look at this video. The resources gone in to bringing in, protecting and securing illegal migrants is astonishing. They have a bigger security motorcade than Trump would have on a visit. This is shocking. In Gosport, Portsmouth Harbour.

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I saw this tweet today, I agree with every word.

Piecing together the Home Office changing its bio from protecting “British citizens” to protecting “vulnerable people”, alongside what’s happening in Portsmouth Harbour, paints a deeply concerning picture. There are no coincidences.

I wanted to use this next picture as a bit of light relief. It shows the two leading candidates for “TT” Starmer’s old seat - you know, the one he said he would not leave. Where are we as a nation that ends up with this, two inadequates who could not run for a bus, literally, but one will become an MP. Needless to say neither has had a proper job unless making boobs bigger through hypnosis or turning up once to a council meeting in six months can be considered work. Despair is too kind a word.

I believe Labour were going to select the one in the middle, but too much lunch time prosecco meant a slip of the pen.

Dave (David Paulden is Zack Polanski’s birth name) will lose and be replaced by the one on the left and the Greens will become the first Islamic party in Parliament. The end of tree-hugging then, nothing green about them now.

War and the Big Picture 2: The Map Man

In the previous post on this subject we saw how Britain was keen to join in the great conflict of 1914, despite General Foch, then chief of France’s War College, rejecting (in 1910) our offer of military assistance and Germany looking for our neutrality (in 1912) in return for their not enlarging their fleet to rival ours.

Pace Foch’s stubborn pride, when King Edward VII toured Europe in 1908 the French Prime Minister Georges Clemenceau told him

“When the time comes when France needs help, England’s sea power will not be enough... Napoleon was beaten at Waterloo, not Trafalgar.”

The King went on to visit the Russian Czar and the German Ambassador reported to Kaiser Wilhelm that Edward desired peace. The Kaiser wrote on the report:

“Lies. He wants war. But I have to start it so he does not have the odium.”

The 1839 Treaty of London provided that excuse.

As early as 1906 Colonel Repington, on behalf of our War Office, met the French military attaché in London, Major Victor Huguet and sought a confidential assurance that France would not be the first to violate Belgian neutrality as such an act would force Great Britain into the field to defend its obligations under the Treaty.

Eight years later on July 31, 1914, British Foreign Secretary Sir Edward Grey dispatched identical notes to both France and Germany asking if they would engage to respect the neutrality of Belgium. The French agreed the same day but the Germans declined, their Foreign Secretary stating that a reply would reveal their military campaign plan.

Bingo.

But why? Why did we want to pitch in?

It was going to be about more than historic Franco-German rivalry.

Clemenceau saw it as not only an issue for wider Europe but an existential issue for his country. On 5 May 1914 his newspaper l’Homme Libre stated in an editorial

“One would have to be deliberately blind not to see that the [German] lust for power, the impact of which makes Europe tremble each day, has fixed as its policy the extermination of France.”

Gallic excitability and overstatement fogs the lens: Berlin’s real objective was an invasion of Russia and Germany needed to secure her western border first and fast; crossing Belgium was to be the quick way. With France not annihilated but subjugated Germany could then turn East.

So the big picture as we saw it was, as when we had fought Napoleon, stopping anyone becoming master of Europe.

But the even bigger picture was the struggle for, or prevention of, mastery of the whole vast Eurasian landmass.

Which leads us to a damp and dreary day in London, at the Savile Row headquarters of the Royal Geographical Society. There, on 25 January 1904, a distinguished geographer called Halford Mackinder gave a lecture that some say established him as the father of geopolitical theory.

The next post will discuss this in detail.

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As before, here we have drawn on early chapters of Barbara Tuchman’s meticulous study “The Guns of August.” 

Colour Supplement: Reports from the Rear, by JD

My local Working Men’s Club used to show feature films once a week and they were usually about a year after being shown in the cinemas. This was in the early 1970s and it proved to be very popular. There was a man came with a 16mm projector and two maybe three reels of film. When a reel ended it was lights up for a ‘beer break’ while the following reel was loaded and then the film would start again.

One day he brought what was probably the ‘most offensive’ film of all time; Blazing Saddles, a spoof of the Western genre by director Mel Brooks which pokes fun at everyone and everything. Mel Brooks also had a starring role in the film. In case you are unfamiliar with the plot “A corrupt governor grants a reprieve to an African American convict if the condemned man agrees to serve as sheriff of a small Western town, believing that new sheriff will only live long enough to serve the needs of the governor and his nefarious railroad-baron backer.” It is certain that Brooks would never be allowed to make a film such as that today!

The man with the projector visited various Clubs in the area and he was obviously familiar what would appeal to his audience. I had already seen the film in the local cinema and it was a chance to enjoy it again.

And so we watched and laughed and then it came to this famous scene with cowboys sitting around a camp fire feasting on plates of beans -

You can no doubt guess the reaction, lots of working men with a couple of beers inside started laughing then tears of laughter turned into howls of laughter which must have been heard outside so loud was it.

It just so happened that this scene came at the end of a reel and the ‘buzz’ continued through the ‘beer break’ and on into the next reel and on, with many more funny scenes adding to the fun until the end of the film.

I would say that was undoubtedly one of the most enjoyable nights I have had in the Club, and there have been more than a few.

The set up for the films was in the Concert Room which is now known as the Functions Room The film shows ended many years ago and one of the things the room is now used for is dancing. Real dancing, i.e. ballroom dancing as in waltz and quickstep etc and it has been proved to be very popular. How times change. It also shows how the Club Committee is in tune with the members and know what will be popular and this is how and why the Club is thriving while pubs everywhere are mostly dying on their feet.

We need more laughter to counteract the dismal everyday news bulletins!

War and the Big Picture

As we skitter towards another Continental war that may finally see the end of our country let us look back to the start of our ruin. If enough can understand what 1914 cost us then perhaps we can turn back, even now.

There are over 100,000 war memorials in the UK erected in memory of our soldiers killed in WWI. They were paid for by local communities not by the Government.

Each name on the stone cross is someone who might otherwise have lived a humble and productive everyday life. Moreover, someone who was fit enough to fight, which in some places put them in a minority: AI says we discovered how Britain had been failing the people at the call-up for the Second Boer War (1899–1902):

Roughly 30% to 40% of British recruits—and up to 60% to 90% in impoverished industrial cities—were physically unfit for military service due to malnutrition, rickets, and poor health.

Across the nation locally we grieve on Remembrance Sunday and important people lay wreaths on the Cenotaph in Whitehall.

Yet one British PM after another bangs the drum for Ukraine - that and abandoning the strategically important Chagos Islands are two of the few early significant commitments made by our current, Brezhnev-eyebrowed Andy Pandy. Who takes our Premiers aside and gives them their starting orders?

What were (some of) the (social) consequences of the Great War?

Over 700,000 British servicemen dead, with another couple of hundred thousand from the wider Empire. Add in the prisoners, wounded and crippled and the toll rises to some three million, for our side alone.

So many widows and bereaved mothers. So many with disabled and disfigured husbands. How many who never even had the opportunity of marriage and family life?

As common soldier Michael Williams tells the incognito King Henry V:

But if the cause be not good, the King himself hath a heavy reckoning to make, when all those legs and arms and heads, chopped off in a battle, shall join together at the latter day, and cry all “We died at such a place,” some swearing, some crying for a surgeon, some upon their wives left poor behind them, some upon the debts they owe, some upon their children rawly left.

Henry replies that it is for men to sort out their own lives so they can if need be, die with a clear conscience. There, that was easy! You won’t out-talk a politician.

But surely there had to be some compelling reason for us to declare war on Germany in August 1914?

Mmmm… not exactly.

Germany wanted to expand into Russia whose naval/military weakness had been highlighted ten years earlier when beaten in a war with Japan. To avoid having to fight on two fronts the German strategy was first to defeat France within a few weeks before Russia could mobilise sufficiently to resist an invasion by the Kaiser’s armies.

France had been defeated in the Franco-Prussian War of 1870-71 and fear of France had helped persuade southern Germanic States to join what then became a large unified Germany.

The French were heavily fortified along their common border with Germany, so the latter’s Schlieffen Plan was to cut through Belgium instead and then head for Paris. The French thought they could halt German forces in Belgium and counter-strike through the French-German border with Berlin in their sights.

What did this tussle have to do with us and our global, sea-based empire?

We had to cast around for a justification, a casus belli. We found it in the multinational 1839 Treaty of London that guaranteed majority-Catholic Belgium’s independence from the Protestant Netherlands.

Not all the British Cabinet was aware of the determination of certain parties within and outside the Government to get involved. But the military correspondent of the Times, Colonel Repington was okayed by Lord Esher and Sir George Clarke at the War Office to open negotiations with the French Government, seeking an assurance from the French that France would not be the first to violate Belgian neutrality and telling them that whoever did so would “automatically” bring us into the field in defence of our treaty obligations. This had never previously been officially confirmed.

Nor was the prospect of British assistance initially welcomed by the French. In 1910 the future Marshal of France Ferdinand Foch was asked what minimum size of force we would need to send to help and he replied “A single British soldier - and we will see to it that he will be killed.”

In 1912 Viscount Haldane went to Germany to secure an agreement that they would keep their navy smaller than ours; for that they demanded a guarantee of British neutrality in the event of a Franco-British war, which was not offered. Haldane came away convinced that

“once the German war party had got into the saddle it would be war not merely for the overthrow of France or Russia but for the domination of the world.”

So all our stone crosses mark the consequences of a geopolitical strategy first systematically described by a British geographer in 1904; about which more anon.

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The latter half of this post draws on Chapter Three of Barbara Tuchman’s meticulous study “The Guns of August” - thanks to Peter Hitchens for the lead.

FRIDAY MUSIC: Angels of Venice, by JD

Angels Of Venice is a Californian harp, flute and cello group founded by harpist Carol Tatum in 1993. The group’s core sound is harp, flute and cello but also combines Middle Eastern, medieval and neoclassical styles.

The official members of Angels Of Venice are:
Carol Tatum - harp, composer, producer
Cathy Biagini - cello
Susan Craig Winsberg - flute
Suzanne Tang - flute
Irina Cherkova - cello
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angels_of_Venice

You can read more about Angels Of Venice on their web page. https://www.angelsofvenice.com/bio

Angels of Venice- Nothing else matters

Angels Of Venice - After The Harvest

Angels of Venice Lionheart

Angels of Venice - Pachelbel’s Canon

Angels Of Venice-China Moon

Modern echoes of Roman Britain

Robin Fleming’s “Britain After Rome” begins with a sketch of our pre-410 AD history as a colony of the Roman Empire.

For a couple of centuries we had a disproportionately large share of Rome’s imperial legions. To support it there were massive imports of basic supplies but also a privately-run trade in luxuries carried (for free?) in the same ships. Towns sprang up, complete with public amenities such as baths and basilica.

Then in the third century the Empire had increasing problems with barbarian tribes on its borders. The armed forces in Britain were scaled back and redeployed on the Continent. Less wine and olive oil here, more beer and butter; less foreign pottery, more locally made Samian ware.

Things stabilised in the fourth century but did not return to the prosperity of old times. Towns withered and their population declined; the baths and basilica available to the better sort of Romano-British ceased to operate.

But disparity in wealth grew. Fine big villas were built, some within the areas vacated in the towns. A fortunate minority had private bathing pools in their mansions, and reception rooms designed to impress visitors and business associates with their classical mosaics, pictures and fabrics. This was the age of bureaucrats and administrators, living in a bubble protected from the great unwashed outside.

Until the Empire fell.

“History does not repeat itself, but it rhymes.” 

Cooking Fat: cats being disgusting

The fat item who has been sponging off us for years has rewarded us with a technicolour yawn not once but twice in recent days.

First I came down to the kitchen to make the morning brew and there along the fortunately wipe-clean floor were what you might call “islands in the stream.” Much kitchen roll and antibac, floor mop after. Perhaps cats were sent to make us houseproud.

Yesterday I’m shaving upstairs and hear a rhythmic hoicking down in the hallway. Shouting from a distance stops nothing. This time the gift was on the mat under the radiator, so a paper towel scoop-up and the mat flung into the washing machine sorted it. That was easy, hey?

This morning it’s tea time again and I am about to check the shower in the garden room so put my feet into the worn old deck shoes I keep under the stairs and use as slippers. Or rather, my right foot. Squelch. Round Two. There it is, inside and outside, on the carpet offcut and a bit on the vacuum cleaner hose. Scoop scoop, wipe wipe, spray spray. Shoes now bumping in the washing machine; we’re still uncertain whether we can launder the offcut.

Isn’t nature wonderful?