Our culture matters more than this!

There is not much in a society which matters more than its culture. Indeed to a great extent the culture of a society describes its character and quality, and defines its boundaries. It is that which makes a society coherent and different from other societies. Our own British culture is much more than either the Royal Opera House or X-Factor. It is the 2000 years or more of shared experience which have shaped us and formed us together. Small groups of migrants over this period have been successfully integrated into the wider cultural matrix, even while preserving aspects of their minority culture. Certainly there have been Jewish communities, but the wider culture has not been undermined by their presence. Likewise the integration of French Huguenots, of Poles during the Second World War, and even Greek-Cypriots after the invasion of Cyprus by the Turkish Army.

There have certainly been periods of major upheaval which have caused cultural changes of a significant nature. The Roman invasion introduced elements of advanced civilization for a while, but when the legions abandoned Britain in the 5th century the island peoples returned to their own native culture. Likewise the subsequent dominance of Angles and Saxons, though it drove many of the British nobility to the West, hardly mattered to the bulk of the population who exchanged one master for another. Nor was the English culture so very different from the native British. More successful at the time, but still a culture of kings and warriors, of wooden halls and golden treasures. Nor were there so many immigrant Romans or English that our native blood was too much diluted. If any of us are of British ancestry then we share the same ancient British genes, overlaid to some extent with Angles and Saxons, and some of the small groups of migrants who have made these islands their own home with us.

That last and successful invasion of William the Bastard took over a going concern, and the Domesday Book shows us that the small number of Norman warriors and their followers who defeated Harold, the last English king, were not interested in starting from scratch, nor did they scour the country clean of English, but they wanted to milk them of the last drop of their wealth.

As important as any invasion of Romans, the English or the Normans, the introduction of Christianity into the British Isles in the first century, and its growth during the Roman and post-Roman period, and its national establishment in the time of Augustine, the missionary bishop sent by Pope Gregory, and then Theodore of Tarsus, the Syrian and Orthodox Archbishop of Canterbury, has had even greater consequence for the formation of our culture. Every aspect of our lives is touched by some aspect of the Christian message, irrespective of personal faith.

Who are we? We are a people who share a culture formed by Christianity, in the context of several transforming invasions, but with very long periods of general stability, certainly in terms of further invasion. There was conflict at the edge of the Romanised zone in Britain, but most of Britain enjoyed peace for several hundreds of years. There were internal conflicts within and among the British and English kingdoms until England itself was formed, but no further invasions, and the British and English shared substantially the same culture. Even after the Norman invasion, with several centuries of conflict between Norman factions, there was increasingly a sense within these islands of being one English people, and the outnumbered and tired army that defeated the French at Agincourt in 1415 was essentially an English one, with an English King, or a King of the English at least, at their head.

We have not been disturbed by the regular and routine tramp of foreign armies crossing and recrossing our borders as almost all European nations have been. If there has been war, it has been between Englishmen. Not so in Europe where one region could be French one day and German another. Not so in Europe where the armies of Napoleon and Hitler both attempted to produce an Empire whose culture would dominate all.

Our long cultural gestation has produced something unique, often out of the most unlikely of ingredients. We have a culture that has changed the world and is worth preserving, for it is us and without it we cease to be who we are.

Is it any wonder then, that having failed to subvert our culture by conquest, our latest enemies are seeking to destroy that which we are, that which makes us British and English by attacking our culture directly. We have our own Quislings, those politicians who are willing to collude with the enemy and bring about the hegemony of a different culture altogether, and if a different culture then a different people. The invasive forces of this anti-culture are now becoming more and more obvious. They form a union of the damned. That of cultural marxism, with its successful social engineering agenda, that has made even speaking out against the subversion of our culture a thought crime that we self-censor, and now that of an aggressive and confident Islam, which represents a culture essentially and absolutely at odds with our own, with a different history, and a different socio-religious philosophy at the heart of it.

These two agencies of cultural genocide each hope to use the other to maximise their own advantage, and each have as their ambition the elimination of traditional, British and especially English Christianised culture. They understand entirely that our culture defines us, and forms us, and if our culture is destroyed then we become merely people who live in a place, rootless and easily marginalised. But we are not people who live simply in this place rather than another, as if we were lodgers with no lasting claim. These are the British Isles because we British live here and they are ours and we are theirs. This land is England because it is the land of the English, and of none others. Our ancestors for hundreds and thousands of years are buried around us. We are no bastard nation. On the contrary, those of us with lasting connections to England share mostly the same ancient British genes. We are all of us related. We have, as ancestors, everyone who lived in England in the 14th century and earlier.

But we have always been an open and generous people. Not in the way our enemies suggest, as though there were no such thing as the English. Small groups of migrants have been welcomed, and have integrated, and have made our English culture their own to a great extent. they have become British and even English.

The great danger we face now is from an invading force that has no desire to integrate at all, and wishes to colonise our own British Isles with an alien culture, as though it were part of Pakistan, or Bangladesh. We have no history of tolerating such a thing. It must mean the end of England and the English. How can any country and any culture survive when the majority of births is to a foreign people? How can any country and any culture survive when its own native people are now a minority in its own capital city?

This is not a matter of race. It is a matter of culture and the determination to overwhelm our own with unsustainable levels of immigration of those who both wish us well and those who wish us ill. For the sake of England and our survival as a people we must resist at the point of our culture. That which is not English must not be allowed, and that which is inimical to our English culture must be prosecuted. We learn that Pakistani men believe it is part of their culture to engage in sex with young boys. This must be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. We learn that many migrant communities believe it necessary to mutilate their young girls, or to kill them if they are seen to dishonour their families. These must be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law, and with expulsion from our land and our society. We see that many migrant communities, resisting integration believe that we ourselves, the English, must stop selling alcohol, must dress as the most conservative of Muslims, must blacken the windows of swimming pools, must install public toilets that are a hole in the ground.

We will not, and must not. We must resist every effort to subvert our culture because it is the end of us as a people, as a society, if we let that happen. We are finding our voices. Learning each day of the atrocities committed by those who hold views which are inimicable to our British and English culture we are starting to insist that enough has been allowed already, and we will allow no more.

England! awake! awake! awake!
Jerusalem thy Sister calls!
Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of death
And close her from thy ancient walls?

Thy hills and valleys felt her feet
Gently upon their bosoms move:
Thy gates beheld sweet Zion’s ways:
Then was a time of joy and love.

And now the time returns again:
Our souls exult, and London’s towers
Receive the Lamb of God to dwell
In England’s green and pleasant bowers.