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Diary Blog, 24 February 2025

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News from the migration invasion

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-14416593/Irish-migrant-powder-keg-Far-right-militias-rise-asylum-seekers-violence-machete-attacks-drug-brawls-Dublin.html

Ireland has exploded into a wave of violence as anti-migrant anger is at an all time high – after the number of people applying to come into the country rocketed by nearly 300 per cent five years.

Once sleepy towns are now homes to hundreds of asylum seekers while tent cities have been set up along Dublin’s Grand Canal. 

And with far-right sentiment at fever pitch the country is on a knife edge – with even Ireland’s left-wing politicians admitting that the influx of migrants was driving a spike in homelessness.

The government has previously spoken favourably about migration. Jamie Drummond, Co-Founder and Executive Director of NGO ONE and a friend of U2 star Bono, told the International Development Committee in 2015 that young immigrants were needed to help with Ireland’s ‘senile’ aging population.

“Just as this country and this continent will be at its most senile demographically speaking, Africa will be the world’s youth and the supply of the world’s energy, creativity and dynamism.”

[Daily Mail]

The final comment, apparently by a friend of grasping hypocrite “Bono” shows that he (Daily Mail says “she“, for some reason) has little of use to contribute: anyone who imagines that Africa can give white Europe “energy, creativity and dynamism” is either deluded or working to an agenda.

Very sad that Ireland has become so contaminated. I saw it in the 1970s, and again in the mid-1980s. From what I have seen on TV and newspapers, it has become busier and, in recent decades, more affluent in parts than when I was there but also, now, far less pleasant by reason of the migration invasion.

At least the Irish, unlike most of the English, are not going down without a fight.

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You can see that process happening in the UK. In fact, it has been a factor for decades, but the huge migration-invasion since, arguably, 1989, is now completely destroying the “democratic rights” of the (real) British people.

Somewhere around 15%-20% of the UK population is now non-white; in England, the proportion is far higher, around 25%, and in the major cities such as London even higher, somewhere around 30% if not more. Some cities in the Midlands and North are already majority non-white.

Even in the UK as a whole, the average non-white presence in primary schools is now somewhere around 40%. As shown, that means that in cities such as London, the primary schools are already about 50% or more non-white.

[In 1951, there were effectively no non-whites in the UK; the few that did exist were in the major ports, including London (graphic from Wikipedia)]

Incidentally, you can see from that graphic what a lie are those TV dramas (eg, Grantchester) which show even small villages in the 1940s or 1950s with racially-mixed populations.

People of my age [b.1956] know the truth, but younger people, especially children, are being brainwashed via the TV, cinema, streaming services, and at school, to believe what amounts to a lying narrative.

By 2050, at latest, the UK population will be majority non-white. Yes, some non-whites will not support later waves of immigration; however, most will, and do.

If Britain does not have, by 2030 or so, a genuinely social-national government, or at very least a Reform UK-type conservative semi-nationalist one, you can forget the “Parliamentary road”.

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Fake Labour has no “plan”, except to allow profiteering bodge-housebuilders to make money destroying what is left of our countryside by building hutches for migrant-invaders and their offspring.

Now, the msm has awoken to what dissidents were saying on Twitter/X 6 months or more ago— there is no sufficient workforce to build said hutches.

You see the agenda, though, in that “i paper” bullet-point list: the UK “needs” more migrants to (supposedly) build more houses because…Britain has so many migrants (who are breeding). Brilliant…

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Nick Robinson is, of course, half-Jewish, his maternal grandparents having emigrated from Germany after the advent of Hitler: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Robinson_(journalist).

Sounds hopeful.

Migration invasion…

I wrote at some length about this on the blog yesterday.

“Mark Lewis Lawyer”— latest

[“Episode 4 is published. The one in which Eddy Cantor refuses my offer of a nominal settlement after Mark Lewis of Patron Law tells him he can’t lose any money. Cantor will now lose his home. https://open.substack.com/pub/perincuriam2/p/post-4-mr-cantors-refusal-of-a-nominal]

Mark Lewis, the notorious Jew-Zionist solicitor, is both dishonest and professionally negligent.

Incidentally, that photo of Lewis is about 13-15 years old. He can now scarcely walk, inter alia, by reason of a chronic medical condition.

See also:

James Wilson was the victorious claimant in the recent libel action Wilson v. Mendelsohn, Newbon (deceased) and Cantor.

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True, but we have seen this before, and not so long ago— in 2019, with Farage’s previous vehicle, Brexit Party, whose members he let down, shamelessly.

Still, I agree with Goodwin that there is now building up a head of steam which might yet blow up British politics forever.

Ukraine’s army suffering huge losses in Kursk Region.

The Sumy Region is now becoming a theater of military operations, a source in Russian defense circles told TASS: https://vk.cc/cIT9MP.”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sumy

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Diary Blog, 15 August 2023

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[painting by Volegov]

Battles past

From the newspapers

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-12406567/EXCLUSIVE-EU-blocks-deal-allowing-Channel-migrants-sent-France.html

Of course. All part of the Coudenhove-Kalergi Plan (to destroy all the societies of white Europe by importing millions of blacks and browns).

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-12406055/Colonialism-blame-imposing-male-female-divide-society-NHS-staff-told-official-hospital-policies.html.

More madness. Make no mistake, though— there are politically-motivated persons deliberately promoting, and funding, the madness.

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Chips with Everything?

Watched a pretty good episode of Endeavour. The only silly thing about it, as with other drama series of recent years set in the 1960s (Inspector George Gently etc) , 1950s and 1940s (Grantchester etc) is the number of blacks and other non-whites shown. People today under the age of about 50 will of course have little notion that what they are being shown is a false picture. Cambridge in 1950, Oxford in 1968, had few black or other non-white individuals, except a few foreign students.

The TV series Vera, very entertaining, and set in contemporary Newcastle on Tyne, yet has the same false narrative running through it. Even today, the North East is a fairly white British region, yet in Vera every second major character is non-white.

Of course, this is no accident. Again, all part of the propaganda barrage around the Coudenhove-Kalergi Plan. Older people see the falsity, but those much under 50, and especially the under-30s, probably have little idea exactly how false is the picture of Britain shown, particularly the Britain of the 1960s etc.

The aim? To normalize a UK society largely non-white.

Incidentally, Endeavour, made 2012-2021 and set in the 1960s and early 1970s, is a prequel to Inspector Morse, made 1987-2000 and set in the 1980s and 1990s.

Tellingly, however, the Oxford of Inspector Morse contains far fewer blacks and browns than that of Endeavour, made later but set 20-30 years before!

See also: https://ianrobertmillard.org/2018/12/10/tv-ads-and-soaps-are-the-propaganda-preferred-by-the-system-in-the-uk/.

More tweets

“Namaste 123” seems to be the main new “sock account” of “Jack Monroe”, the absurdly-renamed “grifter”/fraudster.

“Namaste 123” is a Twitter account created only in July 2023. Zero Twitter “followers”.

“Jack Monroe” must really be getting desperate…

I read that the “Jack Monroe” event at the Edinburgh Fringe had to be moved from the original 400-seat hall to a smaller hall because so few tickets were sold. 100? As many as 200?

That refers to just one of “Jack Monroe’s” fraudulent claims, years ago in this case, i.e. that she had been diagnosed with cancer. Well-meaning but silly people sent her money on the back of that. Where are the police? Are they too busy snooping on “antisemitic” social media posts, or seizing politically-incorrect teddy bears?

That one refers to yet another “Jack Monroe” lie, that she was “working on” something called the “Vimes Boots Index” to measure the higher inflation rate pertaining to basic or staple items in supermarkets. In reality, that “Index” has never existed except as something she said as part of the overall “Jack Monroe” “poverty” and food “expert” scam.

I have never been sure why quite a few very silly people, in this case one “Kerry Fisher”, like to make up “fantasy Cabinets”, then post their half-baked (“half-baked” being rather appropriate if “Jack Monroe” is involved) musing on Twitter. It must be one of the least interesting or useful ways to use Twitter.

Very true, but both/all System parties are full of wealthy servants of the “Money Power”, so radical solutions are out, at least from them.

Interesting. Unexpected people are now, at least on the face of it, moving slowly towards a social-national direction.

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That woman, Hannah Ingram-Moore, is just an outright embezzler and “grifter”, along with her husband. As for “Captain Tom”, he was, in my view, a well-meaning but probably none-too-intelligent dupe of the System. I have no doubt that he meant well but, in the big scheme of things, his fundraising result was tiny when compared to the huge amounts wasted on the “Covid” “panicdemic”/”scamdemic” by the Government and NHS. He was used by the System for propaganda purposes. People loved the human story, of course. That is why he was so “useful” to the System.

I have blogged in the past about my day out at the UK’s Porton Down biolab complex in Wiltshire, about 28 years ago, escorting the then Ukrainian Ambassador (who is, by the way, now director of a biolab in Ukraine itself).

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[painting by Roman Bozhkov]

Diary Blog, 14 December 2020 (and a few thoughts about Rupert Brooke’s poem, Grantchester…)

A tweet seen today

What is the term which I seek? Ah, yes. “Cultural appropriation”…or you could say “takeover”, or more…

At any rate, “virtue-signalling”. In my view, that is ecumenical Kameradschaft taken rather too far. Would it happen in reverse? Maybe, but I doubt it. Also, is there any real point to such gestures?

It was not always so, as Rupert Brooke wrote from pre-First World War Berlin, in a rarely-seen verse from his famous poem, Grantchester [properly, The Old Vicarage, Grantchester]:

“Here, temperamentvoll German Jews drink beer around

But there the dew lays heavy on the ground, in Grantchester.”

At least, I thought that that was what I had read, several decades ago, aged about 18. In fact, I have misquoted, it seems:

I always thought that the lines were rather trite. Now I know why. I misremembered. The triteness was mine, not Rupert Brooke’s.

The Old Vicarage, Grantchester

(Cafe des Westens, Berlin, May 1912)

Just now the lilac is in bloom,
All before my little room;
And in my flower-beds, I think,
Smile the carnation and the pink;
And down the borders, well I know,
The poppy and the pansy blow . . .
Oh! there the chestnuts, summer through,
Beside the river make for you
A tunnel of green gloom, and sleep
Deeply above; and green and deep
The stream mysterious glides beneath,
Green as a dream and deep as death.
— Oh, damn! I know it! and I know
How the May fields all golden show,
And when the day is young and sweet,
Gild gloriously the bare feet
That run to bathe . . .
Du lieber Gott!

Here am I, sweating, sick, and hot,
And there the shadowed waters fresh
Lean up to embrace the naked flesh.
Temperamentvoll German Jews
Drink beer around; — and there the dews
Are soft beneath a morn of gold.
Here tulips bloom as they are told;
Unkempt about those hedges blows
An English unofficial rose;
And there the unregulated sun
Slopes down to rest when day is done,
And wakes a vague unpunctual star,
A slippered Hesper; and there are
Meads towards Haslingfield and Coton
Where das Betreten’s not verboten.

εἴθε γενοίμην. . . would I were
In Grantchester, in Grantchester! —
Some, it may be, can get in touch
With Nature there, or Earth, or such.
And clever modern men have seen
A Faun a-peeping through the green,
And felt the Classics were not dead,
To glimpse a Naiad’s reedy head,
Or hear the Goat-foot piping low: . . .
But these are things I do not know.
I only know that you may lie
Day long and watch the Cambridge sky,
And, flower-lulled in sleepy grass,
Hear the cool lapse of hours pass,
Until the centuries blend and blur
In Grantchester, in Grantchester. . . .
Still in the dawnlit waters cool
His ghostly Lordship swims his pool,
And tries the strokes, essays the tricks,
Long learnt on Hellespont, or Styx.
Dan Chaucer hears his river still
Chatter beneath a phantom mill.
Tennyson notes, with studious eye,
How Cambridge waters hurry by . . .
And in that garden, black and white,
Creep whispers through the grass all night;
And spectral dance, before the dawn,
A hundred Vicars down the lawn;
Curates, long dust, will come and go
On lissom, clerical, printless toe;
And oft between the boughs is seen
The sly shade of a Rural Dean . . .
Till, at a shiver in the skies,
Vanishing with Satanic cries,
The prim ecclesiastic rout
Leaves but a startled sleeper-out,
Grey heavens, the first bird’s drowsy calls,
The falling house that never falls.

God! I will pack, and take a train,
And get me to England once again!
For England’s the one land, I know,
Where men with Splendid Hearts may go;
And Cambridgeshire, of all England,
The shire for Men who Understand;
And of that district I prefer
The lovely hamlet Grantchester.
For Cambridge people rarely smile,
Being urban, squat, and packed with guile;
And Royston men in the far South
Are black and fierce and strange of mouth;
At Over they fling oaths at one,
And worse than oaths at Trumpington,
And Ditton girls are mean and dirty,
And there’s none in Harston under thirty,
And folks in Shelford and those parts
Have twisted lips and twisted hearts,
And Barton men make Cockney rhymes,
And Coton’s full of nameless crimes,
And things are done you’d not believe
At Madingley on Christmas Eve.
Strong men have run for miles and miles,
When one from Cherry Hinton smiles;
Strong men have blanched, and shot their wives,
Rather than send them to St. Ives;
Strong men have cried like babes, bydam,
To hear what happened at Babraham.
But Grantchester! ah, Grantchester!
There’s peace and holy quiet there,
Great clouds along pacific skies,
And men and women with straight eyes,
Lithe children lovelier than a dream,
A bosky wood, a slumbrous stream,
And little kindly winds that creep
Round twilight corners, half asleep.
In Grantchester their skins are white;
They bathe by day, they bathe by night;
The women there do all they ought;
The men observe the Rules of Thought.
They love the Good; they worship Truth;
They laugh uproariously in youth;
(And when they get to feeling old,
They up and shoot themselves, I’m told) . . .

Ah God! to see the branches stir
Across the moon at Grantchester!
To smell the thrilling-sweet and rotten
Unforgettable, unforgotten
River-smell, and hear the breeze
Sobbing in the little trees.
Say, do the elm-clumps greatly stand
Still guardians of that holy land?
The chestnuts shade, in reverend dream,
The yet unacademic stream?
Is dawn a secret shy and cold
Anadyomene, silver-gold?
And sunset still a golden sea
From Haslingfield to Madingley?
And after, ere the night is born,
Do hares come out about the corn?
Oh, is the water sweet and cool,
Gentle and brown, above the pool?
And laughs the immortal river still
Under the mill, under the mill?
Say, is there Beauty yet to find?
And Certainty? and Quiet kind?
Deep meadows yet, for to forget
The lies, and truths, and pain? . . . oh! yet
Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?”

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Old_Vicarage,_Grantchester][https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rupert_Brooke].

If truth be known, that is not the style of poetry I like anyway.

I have actually seen Grantchester, once. It was when I was doing my Bar pupillage. After the early collapse of a trial when a co-defendant elected not to surrender to his bail, the pupilmaster and I went to Grantchester for a beer (it was by then about lunchtime, and we needed one! See: https://ianrobertmillard.org/2018/06/24/a-day-out-in-cambridge/).

On the edge of the village, we saw the eponymous Old Vicarage [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Vicarage,_Grantchester], which seemed less scenic then (1992) than it does in the Wikipedia photo. I was surprised to see a painted plastic or concrete deer in the grounds. “Vulgar, moi?” territory. I could believe that of its then (and I think current) owner, Jeffrey Archer, but hardly of his supposedly (according to a trial judge) “fragrant” wife Mary, who was then, I think, a professor at Cambridge University. Still, there it is. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeffrey_Archer; https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Archer.

As to Libby Purves, I may have heard her a couple of times on radio many years ago. I know little of her, though I am sure that she is well-meaning: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Libby_Purves.

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Slava! The best chance for social nationalism yet, if a movement can be born.

In fact, the System parties are effectively one party, and we live, more or less, in that one-party state. ZOG and NWO.

Even Con voters are slowly waking up to the idiot’s uselessness…

The only thing that saves the skin of Boris-idiot and the misnamed “Conservatives” is that Keir Starmer and equally-misnamed “Labour” are fading in popularity at the same time:

Meaning that, so long as people are all basically imprisoned in their homes, “the virus” cannot easily be transmitted. If the “lockdown” (shutdown) is strict, maybe, but only for as long as it is maintained strictly. Except that it cannot be maintained for long, certainly not strictly, without inflicting massive economic and social (and indeed, non-Covid medical) damage on Britain. As Hodges says, even if “lockdowns” “work” (while they are in strict operation), they can only work as long as the shutdown continues. After which, “the virus” surges again; and the economy has been shattered in the meantime.

The Twitterati idiots don’t care much about that. Many are on public service contracts, so will be the last to be made redundant. Some (eg NHS doctors) have “had their mouths stuffed with gold” (pay rises) too. Other Twit-people are unemployed, disabled, or employed on hugely lucrative msm salaries and/or fees (eg the “celebrity” types).

All of the above are fine (for the time being) that the economy may soon be tanking…

Exactly. Society is (in yet another way) divided…

Has it really? Just what I predicted a few months ago. What is really behind all this? The “Great Reset?”

and see: https://ianrobertmillard.org/2019/08/11/the-jew-epstein-and-prince-andrew-the-british-royal-family-has-another-scandal-maybe-its-time-to-just-get-rid-of-them/

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Amusing (?) things seen today

  1. Sadiq Khan wearing a massive facemask in tartan and doing an interview in it;
  2. The celebrity-alumni University Challenge with the usual collection of badly-informed msm talking heads, drones, thespians etc. Particularly poor was the BBC News “Security and intelligence” bod, Gordon Corera [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gordon_Corera], whose grasp of geography seemed remarkably poor for someone with his special focus. For example, he thought, inter alia, that Azerbaidjan is in Central Asia…He did not seem to know much else, either;
  3. Assorted “antifa” idiots and/or Jews complaining that Nick Ferrari on LBC actually let a British woman, opposed to mass immigration and the “BLM” nonsense, speak for a minute.

Late tweets seen

Quite. https://ianrobertmillard.org/2018/12/10/tv-ads-and-soaps-are-the-propaganda-preferred-by-the-system-in-the-uk/

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