When we first thought about living in France, our motivation was the countryside, the climate, the pace of life and the French way of doing things. A love/hate relationship with France became more love than hate. In the meantime, my love for my homeland has descended into contempt. Contempt for a population that is so passive that it fails to hold its political class to account. The French will bring the country to a grinding halt if their politicians upset them. They are not always right, but their willingness to say “non!” has my admiration just as the willingness of the British to accept the erosion of our civil liberties with a shrug earns my utmost derision. I have watched in despair as the righteous have eaten away like a cancer at the things that made this nation so great, that made Britain a wonderful place to live. No longer are we free to speak our minds for fear of the industry so willing and ready to take offence, of the righteous who decide what is “acceptable” or not. Thought crime is becoming a reality in 21st Century Britain.
We live in a country that has reversed the presumption of innocence, that undermines the very principle of justice, where mere suspicion is sufficient justification for the state to seize assets, where law is made on the basis of prejudice and puritan morality rather than reason, evidence or justice, where the citizen is being criminalised and treated as a suspect, where the police are becoming politicised and no longer adopt the Peelian principles, where politicians believe they, not the electorate, are the masters; politicans who treat the electorate with open contempt.
This is a land where youngsters leaving education have A* exam grades yet are barely able to string a sentence together, and mathematical illiterates such as I have to explain to them how to work out percentages. Where our history is being lost or rewritten, a nation that is being taught to be ashamed of its past rather than proud of its heritage.
All of this—and the rest that I have not quoted—is absolutely true. Further, his angle of attack also reminds your humble Devil of the fact that I am often unable to discern which group I have the most contempt for—our politicians or the British people in general.
For though our politicians are insincere, corrupt, hypocritical fucking cunts, they are after all only taking advantage of a populace that is, in the main, lazy, apathetic, credulous, cretinous, disgusting, violent, discourteous, vulgar, mean-spirited, unpleasant, morally-bankrupt, vain, proudly pig-ignorant, pusillanimous, pathetic and utterly mediocre—possessed of all of the spirit of a brace of lugworms.
So, can we blame them for doing so? Well, yes; but as I have quoted before...
How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well, certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror."
Perhaps people get the government that they deserve? Except that I have never ended up with a government that I have voted for but then again, I have never really voted for any party—only against another.
This country used to be great once: when were the backbones of the populace removed? Sometime around 1947, I suspect...