How quickly Great Britain is descending into darkness. Those who have been appointed to defend her are the ones most responsible for their nation’s certain future of chaos and violence. And the British intelligentsia, as they head to their own destruction and that of their nation, will congratulate themselves that they didn’t give way to the temptation of “Islamophobia.”
It used to be that the free world stood together and said, “Never again.” Now a cowed, dhimmi, dying Britain bows low before arrogant and aggressive Islamic supremacists and says, “How about another round?”
“Letters: Ancient hatred stalks the land once more,” The Independent, August 15, 2014:
I’m just an ordinary middle-aged Londoner.
I work in an office. I go to football. I like eating out. I enjoy the arts. I am a proud family man. I give up time for charity work. I try to be a decent contributing member of society. I pay my taxes honestly. But there appears to be something that sets me and my kind apart.
At park gates in East London a friend of mine gets told to f**k off for photographing a flag. At a pub in Bath my wife gets called scum when she mentions her background. In a student hall in Manchester a friend’s son is asked to leave as the specially prepared food he chose to eat is not permitted because it carries a label written in a language used by a country that is “banned” by the student union.
In Belfast a historic blue plaque is removed to deny part of my history. In theatres in Edinburgh and London I am told to denounce my opinions or lose the right to perform. A sportsman in Ireland tweets if he sees my kind he’ll punch us in the face and recommends others follow suit.
Protesters across the country show no shame in shouting that my historical persecutors were right and social media is rife with vitriol towards me (even from so-called friends). And in Bradford I’m told that I am not even permitted to enter the city.
What is this? Racism. Where is this? Britain and Ireland. When is this? Now. Who am I? I am a Jew.
Never again, we say, never again.
Stephen Spencer Ryde
London N3