BBC Dey Gon Down Shitta

We used to educate the ignorant.

But in today’s enlightened (i.e. benighted) age, up is down, black is white, etc. We now know that to educate the ignorant is to denigrate them. Now, we dumb down everyone else instead.

Many years ago, I spent some time in the Caribbean. I was fascinated by the dialect. If there aren’t words for nuanced ideas, there can be no nuanced conversation. Put another way, if “yay mon” means just about everything, it also doesn’t mean very much at all.

The BBC is now publishing and broadcasting in Pidgin.

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Et Dona Ferentes

In extended observation of the ways and works of man,
From the Four-mile Radius roughly to the Plains of Hindustan:
I have drunk with mixed assemblies, seen the racial ruction rise,
And the men of half Creation damning half Creation’s eyes.

I have watched them in their tantrums, all that Pentecostal crew,
French, Italian, Arab, Spaniard, Dutch and Greek, and Russ and Jew,
Celt and savage, buff and ochre, cream and yellow, mauve and white,
But it never really mattered till the English grew polite;

Till the men with polished toppers, till the men in long frock-coats,
Till the men who do not duel, till the men who war with votes,
Till the breed that take their pleasures as Saint Lawrence took his grid,
Began to “beg your pardon” and-the knowing croupier hid.

Then the bandsmen with their fiddles, and the girls that bring the beer,
Felt the psychological moment, left the lit Casino clear;
But the uninstructed alien, from the Teuton to the Gaul,
Was entrapped, once more, my country, by that suave, deceptive drawl.

As it was in ancient Suez or ‘neath wilder, milder skies,
I “observe with apprehension” how the racial ructions rise;
And with keener apprehension, if I read the times aright,
Hear the old Casino order: “Watch your man, but be polite.

“Keep your temper. Never answer (that was why they spat and swore).
Don’t hit first, but move together (there’s no hurry) to the door.
Back to back, and facing outward while the linguist tells ’em how –
`Nous sommes allong ar notre batteau, nous ne voulong pas un row.'”

So the hard, pent rage ate inward, till some idiot went too far…
“Let ’em have it!” and they had it, and the same was merry war –
Fist, umbrella, cane, decanter, lamp and beer-mug, chair and boot –
Till behind the fleeing legions rose the long, hoarse yell for loot.

Then the oil-cloth with its numbers, like a banner fluttered free;
Then the grand piano cantered, on three castors, down the quay;
White, and breathing through their nostrils, silent, systematic, swift –
They removed, effaced, abolished all that man could heave or lift.

Oh, my country, bless the training that from cot to castle runs –
The pitfall of the stranger but the bulwark of thy sons –
Measured speech and ordered action, sluggish soul and un – perturbed,
Till we wake our Island-Devil-nowise cool for being curbed!

When the heir of all the ages “has the honour to remain,”
When he will not hear an insult, though men make it ne’er so plain,
When his lips are schooled to meekness, when his back is bowed to blows –
Well the keen aas-vogels know it-well the waiting jackal knows.

Build on the flanks of Etna where the sullen smoke-puffs float –
Or bathe in tropic waters where the lean fin dogs the boat –
Cock the gun that is not loaded, cook the frozen dynamite –
But oh, beware my Country, when my Country grows polite!

— Rudyard Kipling, 1896

[Trump, 2016]

Invaders In Calais

The Narrative™ tells us that these people “made their way” to Calais just like they “make their way” to wherever they show up.

But they didn’t walk to Calais from the Middle East and Africa.

Who paid for their transportation from the Middle East? Who paid (and continues to pay) for all those trains from Greece, Macedonia, Serbia, Austria, Germany, Netherlands, France, Belgium, Denmark, Sweden, Norway, Finland, the Baltics, etc. etc. etc.?

Each one of these jihadists eats several meals each day. Who is feeding them? Where do these jihadists sleep? Who is providing the shelter? Who provides them with water? Cell phones? Cash? Clothing and shoes?

The answer to these and other questions will tell you who the real enemy is. The jihadists must be removed from Europe and North America and returned to Islamic countries, there can be no question about that. But the institutions that are behind this must be disbanded and the people responsible for it tried and executed for treason. No matter which institutions, no matter which people.