What's happening to the once-Great Britain is a crying shame, all the more so because it didn't have to happen. I'm fond of pointing out that Britain was once America, Original Recipe; we Americans took a lot from British culture, British laws, added and improved on them, and chucked the entire "nobility/royalty" corral litter, and what resulted was and is the greatest nation in human history.
Britain was still a force to be reckoned with as recently as the Second World War. Since then, though? The Empire that once spanned the planet is gone. The Royal Navy is a pale shadow of the mighty fleet that engaged the Germans at Jutland and enforced a Pax Britannica on the world's oceans for over a century. All this is gone; the United Kingdom is, to put it bluntly, dying.
Dr. David McGrogan, an Associate Professor of Law at Northumbria Law School, tells us of his hometown of Gateshead, which is representative of Britain's decline. It's a jarring read.
This afternoon, as I walked past the old Lloyd’s Bank building – now a rarely used space to hire for charity or church events – I was distracted by shouts coming from a side road just beside it. A group of three of four lads, about 12-14 years old or so, had picked up a traffic cone from somewhere and were using it (as one does) to smash one of the windows. They looked like they were having a grand old time. It was about 4.30pm and a constant stream of traffic was coming out of a nearby multistorey car park, and there were plenty of pedestrians out and about (including a homeless African man who was kneeling on the ground nearby examining his raised hands and muttering to himself). But everybody was studiously ignoring this little vignette of vandalism as they went about their business.
Of course, because the never-ending importation of the Third World into the once-Great Britain is transforming that society from a modern one that is a high-trust society, one that recognized the rule of law, into a low-trust, Third World feces-hole. There's a reason for this; more on that in a moment. Back to Gateshead, Dr. McGrogan at least tries to do something:
I went over to remonstrate with the kids and they quickly scarpered, after observing that I was a “wanker”. Since literally nobody else seemed prepared to even stop to notice what had happened, let alone do anything about it, I then decided to call the police’s non-emergency number and report the incident. I was put on hold for 10 minutes and told that this was an “exceptionally busy period” (Christ knows what they are like at 11pm on a Saturday night), but was finally given the opportunity to request a call-back through an automated message. Since time was ticking away and I had things to do, I then called the owner of the building to give him the bad news and went on my way.
Here's another sign of Britain's growing Third World status: Indifference on the part of those who are supposed to be enforcing the law.
I waited and waited for a call-back and it eventually came at past 8pm, i.e., almost four hours after the incident in question. I told the bored-sounding young man at the other end of the line what had happened and he said, “Leave it with me, but next time it happens, call 999, as technically it was an emergency.” He then hung up. I leave you to make up your own mind about the likelihood that the police will even bother investigating. I would say it is about as likely as the artist formerly known as Prince Andrew becoming King of the United Kingdom.
It's a shame, and it's a shock that in an increasingly fractious Britain, there are those, even on the right, who insist that everything's just fine; like Kevin Bacon's character in the final scene of the film Animal House, they stand in front of the onrushing mob, screaming "Remain calm! All is well!"
You might remember what happened to Kevin Bacon after that.
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Those same Kevin Bacons are fond of pointing to metrics showing how great Britain is today: Lower infant mortality, fewer people dying in auto accidents, and so on. But there's a lot more to the picture than that; sometimes, as Dr. McGrogan adds, one has to go up to the 30,000 foot level and look at the whole.
It is a bit like a husband sitting down with his wife when she has announced she wants to leave him in order to explain that, ‘Yes, but here are the facts about how frequently I put the bins out and how many lie-ins you get a year.’ We don’t assess these matters on the basis of a carefully curated selection of facts. We base them on what we see in the round.
And what we see in the round is decay – and fairly rapid decay, at that. It may not be evident to journalists who live in nice, leafy parts of London and write for the Times, and it might not be evident to former Justices of the Supreme Court who live in posh digs in Greenwich and spend half the year in Tuscany. But it is perfectly evident to those of us who inhabit the actual country itself, and see how visibly and terribly enshittified much of it is. I wasn’t alive in 1976, but I grew up in Liverpool in the 1980s – I know what a high crime rate looks like. Yet 12 year-old kids didn’t smash the windows in grand old town centre buildings in broad daylight in front of dozens of passers-by on an ordinary February afternoon in Liverpool in the 1980s
Here's the elephant in the room: Who were these kids?
The UK has, for years, not only allowed but encouraged a stream of Third World "refugees," an alarming percentage of whom are unattached, military-aged young men. And, yes, a lot of these young men are nothing but trouble on the hoof.
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The infamous grooming gangs? The increasing no-go zones in London? The streets blocked by "spontaneous" mass Muslim prayer sessions? All are the result of Britain's policy of self-destruction. The enemy is not at the gates. The enemy is already inside the city, and they are making no bones about taking over.
We look with alarm at the once-Great Britain because we can see it happening here, if leftist politicians get their way. It's already happening, in fact, in places like Dearborn, Michigan, and Minneapolis, Minnesota. America has a few advantages Britain lacks, of course, including simply that the USA is so vast, with so many small communities scattered about and so many rural and small-town people armed, that no irregular invaders would be able to take over the whole country.
It's a cautionary tale nonetheless. Like Britain, America stands at a crossroads. The left has encouraged our own influx of people from low-trust Third World societies, in no small part for the cynical purpose of inflating census counts in key areas to drive Congressional apportionments and the Electoral College, which is the best single argument for counting only citizens for the purposes of apportionment. Unlike the waves of immigration from places like Ireland, Germany, Italy, and other places, these new "refugees" have no interest in assimilating. They didn't come here to become Americans. They are doing it to us, now.
It's not too late. The next few election cycles may well determine the course of our nation for a generation or two. That's why we have to vote. If you don't like a Republican candidate, bear in mind that a squishy Republican in a House or Senate seat is better than a committed Democrat - and yes, that means that if I have a choice between Senator Lisa Murkowski and whoever Alaska's Democrats put forth for the seat, I'll bite my lip and vote for Princess Lisa. We have to vote. At all costs, we have to vote. We must turn out. Everything depends on it.
If you doubt that, look to Britain. Look at what Democrats would do to us. And note that, in many of America's major urban areas, they are already doing it.
