Hieronder volgt een brief die mij uit het hart gegrepen is en die iedereen zou moeten lezen, uiteraard aangepast aan het land van de geadresseerden. Schaamteloos geknipt en geplakt van http://gatesofvienna.blogspot.com/ een van de betere islamkritische blogs.A Letter to my People
by Dymphna
A British reader sent this to us yesterday and asked us to post it. It is an appeal to his fellow Britons to unite in order to overcome the dhimmification of their country...
A Letter to my People“The time has come”, the Walrus said, “to talk of many thing.” So, with apologies to Lewis Carroll and to the Bard, I ask, “Friends, Britons, countrymen, lend me your ears and consider this: You are under attack; your enemies are both within and without and their malignant intent is to take either your mind or your life.”Then I ask you to look around your homeland and decide for yourself whether the statement above is true or false. If it is false, or if this is the future you want, or are prepared to tolerate, do nothing.But if there are those of you who see the truth of it, and choose to remain free men and women, then you must stand up and be counted, for time is running out.
Perhaps, if enough of us do, we may find that we are not as few as our voices in the wilderness would make it appear, but that our lack of cohesion, of organisation, of mutual support merely substantiates the old axiom ‘divide and conquer’.We must somehow join together in resistance, become one demographic, one voice, then raise that voice in furious harmony and make it heard across these Islands until its resonance shatters the tidal wave of atavism that engulfs us. If we do nothing, then atrocity will reign, our grandsons will only be able to count to seventy-two and they will be doomed to bang their heads on the floor in mindless obeisance to an alien deity as they await their transition to a non-existent eternity of debauchery.
In the subdued light of mosques and madrassas, from Fraserburgh to Fishguard to Finsbury Park, evolution will have ceased, and our granddaughters will be nothing more than gender slaves - breeding machines for the New Caliphate.Know this: the barbarians are through the gates and they are abed in unholy alliance with the enemy within. Our ethnic cleansing is upon us. Complacency, apathy and indulgence have created the fertile soil where priests spring up like summer corn, whilst other ideological vultures gather in the sky above. Either we fight together and fight now, or we will die alone, picked off one at a time by the Thought Police and their agents as they sulk in memory of their lost Marxist Paradise.
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“Subjugation of the masses, by any means” is their agenda. That their instrument of oppression is a demented ‘Slave of God’ with a holy book in one hand and a sword in the other it is of no consequence, for they come upon us out of darkness, as familiars, bringing with them the abiding stench of two failed belief systems: Marxism and Islam.Believe me, they find us easy prey as we bask indolently in the light of our well-meaning, indulgent society.Through the incubus Islam its succubi, Political Correctness and Dhimmitude, they suck us dry of our culture, our birthright, our ancient freedoms. Righteously wielding a Weapon of (our) Mass Destruction, that wearisome, meaningless mantra “Racist, Racist, Racist”, they rewrite our history, undermine the foundations of our society, drain our resources, murder us en masse, denigrate our achievements and, day by day, one small step at a time, enslave us.
Seneca once said, “You cannot enslave a man who is prepared to die”, and in this time of trial those few simple words encapsulate what is perhaps the only option left open to us. Yet, I am of a mind that we can face this inevitability, and triumph, if we do so in brotherhood - our history tells us this, that our forefathers have walked this bloody path before. (No doubt they are turning in their graves at the sight of the grovelling obscenity that our legislative and executive classes have become.)
I am an unreconstructed Englishman, I believe that to fight in defence of one’s own is a honourable duty and, consequently, I ask, “Are there any other honourable men and women left, to do what must be done?”This……Slavery, be it slavery of the body or slavery of the mind, is an abomination from the most primitive depths of the human libido. Whether it is called Multiculturalism, The Religion of Peace or Sharia Law, it is a cancer of the racial psyche that must be excised without mercy or moderation, as must that noxious assortment of parasites and predators that are its fellow travellers.Simply put, the time has come to pass, and we must turn our backs on fearful submission, cast off our ‘Mea Culpa’ chains and unite as one people, obligated solely unto ourselves.
We can only ensure our children’s future by thrusting aside the abasing moral masturbation of appeasers and taking our country back.Or not.In closing I thank you journeying this far with me through this painful reality, and I would ask you to understand that I finish this Cri de Coeur in grief that I can see no alternatives, that I believe that all that is left to us is to exercise both our survival and territorial imperatives with unremitting ferocity.
We must become ‘The Non-Muslim Council of Britain’ - or cease to exist at all.So, tonight, when you kiss your children and put them to bed, then go downstairs and await all of your tomorrows you must understand that you still have a choice. You can do nothing or you can decide to act, hopefully to act now with a unity of purpose beyond Political Party, Class or Gender, for the sake of those upstairs.I beg you, in the name of freedom, our freedom, to dig deep, Britain, and to think hard; Philippi or Armageddon? Philippi will not be easy, nor will it come about without sacrifice and commitment, but it is survivable. Islam is not.Sincerely,Seneca III
