Showing posts with label Celtic Morning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Celtic Morning. Show all posts

Tuesday, 26 August 2008

We did our duty

The price of "Duty"

Celtic Morning as responded to a previous article and so good was his comment, that I thought it worthy of a separate post.

I have taken the liberty of "editing" the post as Celtic Morning tends to just let his thoughts flow. Apart from that everything else is Celtic....

Are the British really dour fighters for the freedom of their homeland?

Our history would seem to suggest it. But what did France, followed by other European countries do ? They over threw the ruling elite with a cry of Freedom. Of course, they didnt defend it very well in WW2 . And Europeans, and Brits fled to America, the Great Republic which promised them so much.

And what did Britain do? They acted as they have done through the ages, we British did as we were told. We "did our duty". But it was duty as our superiors saw it.The general public followed on. Led by their noses, they did as they were told by a revered royalty and the ruling classes. And we still do.

Does a thousand years of "glorious history" boil down to the proles (us) doing what our "superiors" (them) would have us do, and usually without complaint, with pride even. We "stood firm" we "fought heroically" we sacrificed our sons and having done so we stood aside to be ruled, yet again, to a greater or lesser degree by our "superiors."

They may no longer be hereditary peers but they are, none the less, the modern equivalent. They lead and we dutifully follow. They command, we obey. They lie, we believe or, if we do not believe we accept, wring our hands and cry "what can we do." The cry gets ever more feeble as we sink beneath our hopeless burden, After all, that's democracy. Isn't it??

The struggles grow less as the servant beast is overwhelmed by the masters mighty strategies. Could this "British spirit" really be no more than a myth? What we have been conned into believing was "spirit" was, in reality, little more than acquiescence, a blind obedience, we have "done our duty" which in reality translates as, like good little children, "we have done as we were told."

So it is really no wonder that we have allowed our country to be taken from us because we are only doing what we are told. No one told us starkly what was going on(Apart from Enoch Powell and a few others) No one told us to resist. No one told us to do what was clearly our duty and to fight it.

In fact they told us to welcome the invading aliens for it was all for our benefit. They told us to accept a new and modern way of life which would sweep away just about all we ever believed in. And with few exceptions the sheep people, the soon-to -be Dhimmis, once again did all they were told to do and stepped aside as their country was taken from them.

The Proles are happy, proud to be British because we have won a few baubles at the Olympic Games. Once again, they are conned, this time on an "Olympic Scale!"

Proud. When aliens get lesser sentences then our own kind even though they commit greater crimes.

Proud. When an old lady is roundly abused by a scum bag invader on a bus ride.

Proud. When houses, benefits, health care, school places, maternity services are given to aliens instead of our own kind.

Tell me I am wrong. Did we once have a unique British spirit or was it all just a myth? And if we did have it, tell me where it has gone for we certainly don't have it now. All our troubles, all our dangers, are ignored.

We've won some gold medals! And they are not really gold anyway. Like our famed British spirit, they too are just a myth. False gold.

If we had true spirit we would not have stood for what has been done to us and until we find some real spirit the common people will remain just that. Common, downtrodden serfs watching the privileged go by in the fast lane while they themselves fade out of existence in the new, enriched, mulyi culti world.

The judges will tell us that we cant take the law into our own hands. Just whose hands should it be in then?


Saturday, 18 August 2007

Celtic Morning said

A Celtic Blessing for a Celtic Morning

Some comments deserve a post of their own. Such is the following from Celtic Morning.

Here we go.................

I watched the bbc news last night and they featured about twelve people who had been murdered or severely beaten up by various gangs of feral youths.

All were white except for one and I believe all were the victims of our own white underclass, the savages of our urban jungle society.

There was never a mention of Keith Brown.He doesnt count for the lib/lab/con/leftie germs who flourish in our country.They will not tell the British people that he died with a knife plunged into his back by one of a crowd of moslem thugs.And if they told the British people, most of them would say " what a shame, whats for supper?" or switch channels to see who would be evicted from some stupid tv show.

And a Chief of Police came on with the answer to this violence. Raise the age for drinking he said.
The programme must have disturbed me even more than I realised for I dreamt last night, I had a dream, not the dream of an over rated Martin Luther King, but I dreamed of my nation with a police force who used to be capable of controlling the streets, dealing with feral cowards so ruthlessly that hardly any existed.

I dreamt of police steaming into these scum, blacking eyes, blooding noses, smashing and trampling on mobile phones and iPods and arresting and locking up the worst offenders to be sentenced later at a court of real retribution.

Instead we have a police force that doesnt turn up until the animals have disappeared back to their jungle hideouts,a police force who would arrest one of the victims families if they dared to strike back in defence of their loved ones,a police force who try to win the confidence of the criminal and laugh and joke and show themselves to be"of them" and not "against them.

"It's saturday today, thousands of Britons will be speeding along motorways to support their football teams, thousands of savages will rise at about noon or later to ready themselves for their night of drink and drugs and vomit and violence, editors of Sunday rags will compose their papers with articles condemning the British National Party, supporting the establishment who have brought this country to the edge of extinction,about to lose a stable and fine way of life which we have paid for dearly for centuries,with our labour and with our ancestral blood.

They will tell of sex scandals and financial trickery and celebrity excess and sporting success or failure. None will mention Keith Wood and if they mention us it will only be to slander.

And all the while the tide of Islam creeps further into our country, the dark ages come ever closer.While we destroy ourselves they lurk and laugh at us and prepare for the future where the British are conquered by the stealth of the Arab and the deceit of our leaders.

I will donate to the fund for Mr Woods, like many others I am sure,and we will wish his family well and hope that they are allowed to grow to maturity in a better Britain than they father knew, than their father died for.

I wont be here to see it but I pray that another dream of mine will come true, a dream of a nation we once knew and hope to see again where traitors meet with justice for their crimes, where our leaders rule for their people and not for their enemies,where law and order,allied to freedom are once again accepted as normal and natural.

A proud nation which we have given away,carelessly,without thought.As Green Arrow keeps reminding us, there is only one way that this can come about. We must, must, must give all our support in whatever way we are able, to the British National Party. To do otherwise will be to surrender to the savages, home grown and alien, who beat at our door and intend to destroy all we have ever wanted from life in Britain.

I will end this with a quote from Oriana Fallaci, the Italian patriot."Instead of learned young people we have donkeys with University degrees.Instead of future leaders we have mollusks with expensive blue jeans and phony revolutionaries with ski masks".

And do you know what? Maybe this is another reason why our moslem invaders have such an easy game....
Today we speak always about our rights, never about our duties."