In 1984 the Kinks sang "Of kings and days of old, But there's no England now. All the wars that were won and lost Somehow don't seem to matter very much anymore", and oh boy, little did they know back then how bad, how ridiculously pathetic it would get three decades later.

The Brits never lived down the loss of their empire, since it was one of those things that defined them, to bring their way of life to the world, while at the same time being comfortably distant from their homeland and its regime. Now that the empire is gone they are left with the sum of their own mistakes, staring down their own navel and can ask themselves what was it good for while their colonies are about to colonize them. The last battle of the empire, the Brexit Vote, now will bravely ensure that the United Kingdom’s immigration policy puts Pakistani Rapists priority back over Polish Plumbers. Wasn't exactly the Charge of the Scots Greys, but when civilizations crumble and fall, the most concerning thing is how pathetic their current victories become. And the more pathetic they become, the more enemies they get. Regimes are not hated for their wickedness, but for their weakness.

In the last weeks of January, two articles i noticed in the daily mail, cause in both of them former colonial subjects that came to Great Britain engage in activism to subvert their institutions, while in their own homelands people still shit in the great outdoors. But in a country with an absurd culture, that at least provides good comedy, and where populists are monarchists at the same time, a third world dotperson can come up confronting the culture that produced the Habeas corpus and start to lecture everyone about their rights. From a shithole country where they still have a cast system. Its hilarious.

If foreigners come to your lands and shit all over your institutions the way they shit all over their streets back home, no matter what you think of these institutions, that’s an act of war. And what will the Brit Cucks do about that? Nothing. And I'm fine with that. A people’s who refuse to pay the toll for their own existence, if they refuse to struggle, they simply don't deserve to live.

So don't be gloomy about the end of broken Britain, because there is no England now and there probably wasn't one since they slew king Harald almost a thousand years ago. And at least he could enjoy the honor to die like a Hero, fighting for his people and their way of life, struck down by an enemy carrying their banners and their weapons openly and who proofed the stronger one this day. Not being deceived, cheated and exploited by his lesser ones to be humiliated and mocked while he would wither away in a free range prison of his own making. No fighting on the beaches, no fighting on the landing grounds, no fighting in the fields and in the streets, just always surrender.

Great Britain, an Empire that can't even flush its own toilet.

The last useful utilization I can see for that cursed island is to use it as a military training ground that provides its own ultra realistic target practice opportunities until nothing moves, at least on two legs anymore. The people have no value as slaves in an age of harvesting robots, so maybe they can at least provide the fertilizer.

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