It’s a thorny problem, immigration… OK – there are some lovely people and cultures around the world, some enlightened and peaceful, some not-so-enlightened and dangerously fanatical. We can learn – and have learned for many years – what works in our society and what doesn’t. Pick and mix, take your choice, each to their own, live and let live and all that. Britain is richer for the cultural influences we have experienced over many hundreds of years.
But it’s still the case that much of what we value as part of the British culture and way of life – our very identity and self-image – is now being eroded by the rapid and continued influx of economic migrants coming here to live and work.
But there are lots of benefits in allowing this immigration, aren’t there?
Of course… more exotic restaurants and interesting new foods on our supermarket shelves, maybe some hard-working Polish plumbers, lots of African and Filipino nurses, care assistants and cleaners in hospitals, the bus and tube and railway staff, the all-night corner shop, with immigrants doing jobs and working the hours that we Brits don’t seem to want to do any more. What would we do without them now?
That’s all good, then isn’t it?
Well, yes… to some extent. But many of us who don’t have to use public transport every day or rely on NHS healthcare, and who live in the middle-class suburbs or the countryside, just don’t have any idea of how far things have gone. 
London and other major cities, or towns and areas where immigrants have decided there’s work for them and who flock together for mutual support… these have changed dramatically in recent years.
Do you know what it’s like to go into your local supermarket, get on a bus, or go into hospital, and find that nobody speaks your language, or certainly not well enough for you to understand them or for them to understand you because they are African, Asian, Slovakian, Romanian, Chinese, Russian or whatever?
You’re English, lived here all your life, and yet you can’t even pass the time of day and have a conversation with the person next to you or serving you, or looking after you when you’re ill. You feel like a foreigner in your own country. When you’re on a bus and can’t understand what the people around you are talking about, it’s easy to feel alienated and insecure. You don’t feel that you belong any more. You feel that when they laugh they’re laughing at you. You know what it’s like to feel like a foreigner when you’re on holiday abroad, and you accept that, but to feel like a foreigner in your own country – that’s a whole different thing. And yet anyone who dares to show the slightest reluctance in allowing more immigrants into Britain is branded a racist.
The colour of someone’s skin is totally irrelevant
However, if you happen to be black, brown, white, yellow or bright purple, and present yourself in Britain to take free benefits, housing and scarce employment from our own citizens, then we have a right – and a duty – to complain about it. It’s not racism – it’s looking after our own, whether ‘our own’ are white, black, brown or anything else. If you’re already a citizen, you’re in, you’re OK and you’re welcome. We just don’t need any more people living here. 
When British people move abroad we are often abused and ignored when it comes to human and legal rights, whether it’s housing, jobs, public services, property, the law or anything else. You only have to read about the way ‘civilised’ Western European countries like Spain demolish legally-bought property, or deny other legal rights of British ex-patriates who reside completely legally in Spain under all EU laws. However, in Britain, we’re supposed to take on the role as the world’s easy touch, the source of jobs and healthcare and free handouts to ‘refugees’, so-called ‘asylum-seekers’ and anyone who feels like turning up on our doorstep. 
But this is OUR money the government is being so free-and-easy with when it provides housing, benefits and jobs to immigrants, not to mention foreign aid – the British taxpayer’s hard-earned money.
It is therefore the British voter, the British worker, the British family and the British pensioner who must decide how it should be spent, not middle-class politicians and the middle-class do-gooders who are completely out of touch with the real people of this country. We’ve paid our taxes, contributions and worked hard all of our lives for what we have, only for others to give it or take it all away, abuse us in the process, and make us feel like foreigners in our own country.
Unlike many other countries, working class people in the UK are powerless. We just accept what we’re told by those who are ‘better’ than us. We know our place. Heaven forbid any dissent or rebellion among the ranks. Well now – when times are going to be harder than they’ve been for many years - enough is enough. Government must listen and act.
The citizens of Britain must make their voice heard, and if this Labour government fails to do its job, then the way we govern our country must be changed.
The ‘white flight’ from London:
The Migrationwatch Presentation
