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A long time ago, before the road to serfdom was followed cheerfully, before the empire was given away, before Britain became a vassal state of America, before the Pakis came in droves all the way from their shithole to the panties of British lolis, there used to be a glorious nation between the Irish and North Seas. Built on enlightened ideals, it spawned countless men so courageous and intelligent they subjugated a third of the world under a tiny, rainy and resource-poor archipelago.
It is difficult to deny the eloquence of the British accent, the power of British humour, the monarchy's charm, the beautiful dread of British architecture soaked daily by drizzle and mist, the relevance of British literature, the Union Jack's attractive and memorable complexity, the high ideals seen in the Magna Carta and the Bill of Rights, the stability and effectiveness of British institutions, the sucess of some of Britain's child nations and the intelectual capacity and dilligence that made the British pioneers in industrialization, rulers of the seas and masters of a gigantic empire.
Yet, now that the British spirit is long dead and the empire dismantled, "Great" Britain is nothing more than what it was always going to be without outstanding people: a bleak, soulless island of petty individuals.
Where is Britain's relevance? It struggles with other European nations to keep itself sovereign, relies on a former colony and has little to no influence through the world. The Royal Navy doesn't even have aircraft carriers…
Where is Britain's liberalism? The British state is more powerful than it has ever been and inches, with full support of the statist population, closer and closer to Orwell's nightmares every day, controlling every insignificant aspect of their life and, despite Thatcher's reforms and the Conservative's relative carefulness with the budget, has plenty of power over the economy.
Where is Britain's pride? As much as the common man, the pub man, values his own nation, his voice is nullified by the media and the consensus amongst "intelligent individuals", allowing multiculturalism and political correctness to reign supreme and unopposed in the intellectual battlefield. It has become a taboo to value the nation's survival, and a dogma that British people are inferior and must be replaced. Britons are a minority in their own capital. Pakis rape their daughters. Third-worlders in general bring rampant crime to once quiet places. Taxpayer pounds are spent on the BBC's diversity propaganda. Yet these simple facts cannot be stated without facing ostracism. Where is the Conservative Party to protect Britain's traditions and ensure it's survival? Even they have fallen to political correctness and become Labor Lite. The United Kingdom has been cucked, perhaps more than Sweden.
Godspeed Britons, maybe you can still save what's left of your nation. But even if you don't, your glory days will never be forgotten.