My 2012 started with a once in a lifetime experience, the London Eye fireworks display on New Year’s Eve. The crowd, the atmosphere, the fun, the celebrations, the people singing “Happy Birthday New Year, and the fireworks were really a site to see.
What followed were 7 days of shopping and roaming around the city. Bicester Village, Oxford Street, and Westfield Mall were some of the “must visit/ shop” places I went too.
The cloudy skies, red double-decker busses, and the immigrants made my stay in London truly signature.
Yes IMMIGRANTS!
Everywhere you go, everywhere you look, each street, each store was over run by people of non-English, non-white roots. In plain and simple terms, London is now one big game of “Spot the White Man.”
I have gone online and read a few articles and reports of the immigrant situation in the UK, and what continues to come up is that Joe Public is reluctant to bring up the matter openly in order not to be branded as a racist. WTF!
Well I don’t mind being called a racist if I’m against my tax money being spent on supporting foreigners who function as parasites to my government.
I myself am an immigrant. My parents migrated to Canada when I was 3 years old. My father got some support from the Canadian government for a couple months before he was able to get a job, pay his own rent and expenses, get off welfare, and finally become a tax paying, legal Canadian citizen. My parents did it right.
What’s going on in London today, to my modest point of view, is an abuse of the system. Immigrants are flocking to the United Kingdom, mainly from conflict ridden countries and asking for housing, medical attention, benefits, allowances, and rights without contributing to the growth of the host country. They are sucking tax payers’ blood.
Over my stay, I heard a lot of stories about how the government is paying close to hundreds of pounds per week as rent for a single Iraqi family, its giving thousands of pounds per week for the same family as living expenses, child benefits, disability benefits; mind you, hardly any of them are disabled or lack the basic requirements to get a basic wage job.
In the elevator at Marks & Spenser in Oxford Street, one out of ten people is a white, English person. In a crowd at Sainsburry’s, two out of ten people speak the true British English accent. In Cost Co., perhaps the only wholesale market that requires you to be employed to get a membership, sixty out of the seventy people in the food court are true, blue eyed, red haired, white skinned English.
Those are very primitive observations, but I guess they are enough to say that London is over run my non English, colored people who are neither working nor becoming integrated in the community.
A lot may argue that Britain has had a long, black history of invading and colonizing countries, namely those that belong to those immigrants, but in my opinion it has paid its dues, and is continuing to do so, in a quite exaggerated manner.
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