By Frank Ellis
Do sufficient numbers of our English people fully grasp the terrible damage inflicted on Mother England by mass immigration legal or illegal and the vicious, anti-white racist cult of multiculturalism? Will we, as a people, find the will to act to defend ourselves from this invasion and the sickness within or will we as a people just perish in shame?
Does a nation deserve to survive if it will not take the necessary steps for its own survival? What is it about a people that were so resolute and determined to resist Hitler in the summer of the Spitfire and Hurricane yet have allowed themselves to be overrun by aliens from without and traitors from within?
There used to be men and women of honour, moral and intellectual courage in the Mother of Parliaments. What do we have now? Our political class are parasites and Quislings who have betrayed England who see no point in protecting and nurturing that which has been created and forged over the centuries. Our politicians do not serve England: they serve those who hate us and would enslave us.
My English heart beats faster, more urgently when I recall Nelson’s words before Trafalgar or Churchill’s as we bore the brunt of the Luftwaffe. Yet when I see what is happening to England I am cast into a pit of despair and loneliness. Yet in this despair and loneliness I am conscious that there is something greater than I; that England, my land, my people, my history, the shame and the glory must be defended from her violators.
The land of my birth is not a brothel for the world. She is my holy Mother. On a cold, wind-swept Yorkshire moor or in a soft Kentish meadow on a summer’s day I feel her love for me, her strength. I crave her love. I cannot live without it. I cannot bear to see her mocked, derided and treated like a whore. And through the trees and leaves, in the singing of the trout stream and in the silent frost of winter she calls out to me, her wayward son, still the little English boy, with a message for England’s men and women: “Do not abandon me to whoredom dishonour and slavery. Remember you are come of a great people. The sternest tests are still before you. So use, my sons and daughters, your hearts and minds and fight the great evil and pestilence which have fallen upon us.
And if you are true to the spirit and soul of our ancestors, victory in this struggle will be ours. God bless you”.
Does a nation deserve to survive if it will not take the necessary steps for its own survival? What is it about a people that were so resolute and determined to resist Hitler in the summer of the Spitfire and Hurricane yet have allowed themselves to be overrun by aliens from without and traitors from within?
There used to be men and women of honour, moral and intellectual courage in the Mother of Parliaments. What do we have now? Our political class are parasites and Quislings who have betrayed England who see no point in protecting and nurturing that which has been created and forged over the centuries. Our politicians do not serve England: they serve those who hate us and would enslave us.
My English heart beats faster, more urgently when I recall Nelson’s words before Trafalgar or Churchill’s as we bore the brunt of the Luftwaffe. Yet when I see what is happening to England I am cast into a pit of despair and loneliness. Yet in this despair and loneliness I am conscious that there is something greater than I; that England, my land, my people, my history, the shame and the glory must be defended from her violators.
The land of my birth is not a brothel for the world. She is my holy Mother. On a cold, wind-swept Yorkshire moor or in a soft Kentish meadow on a summer’s day I feel her love for me, her strength. I crave her love. I cannot live without it. I cannot bear to see her mocked, derided and treated like a whore. And through the trees and leaves, in the singing of the trout stream and in the silent frost of winter she calls out to me, her wayward son, still the little English boy, with a message for England’s men and women: “Do not abandon me to whoredom dishonour and slavery. Remember you are come of a great people. The sternest tests are still before you. So use, my sons and daughters, your hearts and minds and fight the great evil and pestilence which have fallen upon us.
And if you are true to the spirit and soul of our ancestors, victory in this struggle will be ours. God bless you”.
2 comments:
i am from Glasgow and i feel the very same. Our island is doomed unless we pull together. Our land was peaceful for centuries to build our laws and culture which has been dismantled by greed and marxist stpidity to rub the union of the British peoples noses in the dirt and infest its people with division and dumbing down of its people to give the marxists free reign over global logistics and chaos for the masses which gives them an open door for their ideology. My land , my soul , my mother screams her soul bare to me, and in the same breath sings to me. Cast into a pit of despair and feeling alone in my home as our sworn enemies are givin a free ride by our Quisling politicians to rape and dismantle our culture and history. Gloomy but not beyond repair if we stand together and only in times of war do we stand together.We need to awaken our politically correct women and men to their doom if they don't unite ,as a war in the uk and beyond , between Islam and the rest is fast approaching.P.s YOU ARE NOT ALONE. WE NEED A LEADER TO TAKE BACK OUR HOME FROM THE TYRANNY OF EVIL RELIGIOUS NUT JOBS AND KEEP THEM IN THEIR OWN CAGE AWAY FROM THE REASONABLE PEOPLE OF THE SO CALLED united KINGDOM!A.K.A THE DIVIDED QUISLING ENEMYDOME , ONCE MY BEAUTIFUL HOME AND FUTURE FOR BRINGING UP AND LOOKING AFTER MY FAMILY , BUT WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD TRY TO PROTECT THEIR WIFE AND CHILDREN IN THIS , AS TRYING TO PROTECT THEM IN THIS BRITAIN OF 2011 IS AN ILLUSION. THE GANGS OF FOREIGN CRIMINALS AS WELL AS DOMESTIC ARE COMING YOUR WAY , IF THEY ARE NOT ALREADY THERE AND YOUR GOVERNMENT STAND IDLY BY , SO THEY DO NOT OFFEND STRANGERS WHILST YOUR PEOPLE AND CULTURE ARE RAPED AND STOLEN FROM YOU.OUR ANCESTORY WOULD BE TURNING IN THEIR GRAVES IF THEY SEEN WHAT THEIR DECENDANTS HAVE DONE IN LESS THAN 40 YEARS BY OPENING THEIR BORDERS TO STRANGERS. SOMETHING OUR ANCESTORS FOR A THOUSAND YEARS DID EVERYTHING TO PREVENT FOR OBVIOUS REASONS. Have a nice day if you can after that.
Really liked your piece on "do i sream alone".you have my email address my brother , and hope we can talk more. Only recently on line so still finding my feet on the web as Old school. I leave you with shakespeare " for he today , who sheds his blood with me shall be forever my brother" stuartidempsterabc@gmail.com. send me an email any time.
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