Little England - The Country of Sheep and Fascists

Aside from a handful of sincere and dedicated people, I see no other goodness on this island

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I was born in England and was anointed British at birth even though I was brown. I was born here because after destroying my grandparents’ lands – (after Britain’s own self-appointed greatest Briton ever, Winston Churchill starved 5 million of their people and is still revered) - and after being utterly destroyed psychologically and physically by his fighting for the British army (under the same leader who had starved his people) - my grandfather took the invite to Britain because he could not deal with anymore of Britain’s aftermath back home. In the UK my grandfather is a war hero - he fought your European ‘world war’ for you. You, however, never even recognise him. In the UK, my grandfather is a veteran, but you guys call him an ‘illegal’ and a ‘p*ki’ when the factual reality was that he was neither - Pakistan was simply another poor, corrupt entity created after British brutality and imperialism.

I have never felt this to be my home. It is hard to see a place where you are called, “Osama” or spat at or had things thrown at you, or been called a “p*ki” because you simply said, “no” to a date - a home. It’s comfortable for sure, I have a great life of comfort. It is my belief however that a life of comfort is not what humans were made for – the fact that our lives now usually revolve around us sitting in one place and having to ‘work’ and entertain ourselves from that one spot. Our kids don’t know that the KFC they eat is from an actual chicken – you know, the animal. We over-consume absolutely everything, while in the past we would consume to survive.

Mental health problems are soaring because we sit and we sit and we consume and we consume and we watch endless propaganda telling us that to consume is the epitome success and the entire purpose of our existence, and our minds can’t deal with the dystopia. The reason we are treated like disposable cogs in the wheels of neoliberalism, is because we are disposable cogs in the wheels of neoliberalism. We have no purpose – not even our own survival which is outsourced to abattoirs, supermarkets, washing machines etc. We are unable to survive because we don’t know how to and that’s perfect for the corporations who need us as their cannon fodder while they steal some more oil from yet another land, or while they work us to death doing bullshit jobs that do nothing but dull our minds so they cannot understand the futility of their actions and can never rebel against the madness. If you can’t survive, you’ll die and that saves on employers’ national insurance contribution, so yay! Set modern man on a desert island (not for a TV show, for real) – and they wouldn’t even be able to Lord of the Flies it, because we’d probably all be dead by day 2.

After the bombing of Rafah and kids dangling by their limbs from buildings, my friend broke. A grown man, campaigning for Palestine, attending every protest, sending out all letters to every MP, he broke. He just could not stop crying. I saw him, he looked a wreck. Exhausted, spent, grieving beyond grief. All of you who see the depravity of what is going on know all of this well. Our souls are dying in our bodies because they cannot help however much they want to. They want to fly away, but they are trapped within us. They sit in despair and hopelessness. It feels like they are rotting and we are wasting. It is like we are being poisoned by the torture we are bearing – and psychological torture it is. Thousands of IDF soldiers need psychological treatment for the barbarism they unleash on innocent people. But we are also innocent people, forced to watch their barbarism, our hands tied behind our backs, at risk of having our liberty taken from us, our governments trying harder and harder to clamp shut our mouths every day.

My friend needed some fresh air. “Please forgive me,” I said, “I can’t stop bursting into tears.” “Don’t worry,” he replied, “neither can I.” So, I picked him up and we went for a walk.

We walked past a Barclay’s Bank. He became enraged by grief. He walked inside and asked the customers why they were banking with them. The British in the queue ignored him. The immigrants agreed and expressed disgust with the genocide in Gaza. They said they’d switch banks. I showed them how to do it easily under the Switch Service. He walked to the receptionist, a big man; his job to sit at a tiny desk all day and point people to which line they need to be waiting in. A cushy, pointless job, and one which he evidently thought gave him some clout in the world. My friend asked him how he could work for such a company, showing him a photo of a mutilated child hanging from a building after the IOF had bombed her for no f*cking reason. “Kids die everyday mate,” was his reply.

“So you’re happy for children to die – being murdered?”

“Yeah, I’m putting food on the table for my kids.”

“But other kids are being killed for it.”

“I’ve got no problem with it.”

I asked to speak to a manager. He was a brave one and brought in a trainee cashier for protection. I cited the law, that under s.53 of the International Criminal Court Act 2001, I could be tried for ancillary offences related to war crimes and genocide if I funded companies engaged with them. “As such, I must ask, are you complicit in genocide?”

“I can’t comment on that,” said Mr Manager,  “we are here for your banking needs.”

“Sir, it is an imperative ‘banking need’ to know whether if by choosing to bank with you, I am liable to prosecution for war crimes. I ask you again, are you complicit in genocide and war crimes?”

“We can’t make a comment on that.”

“Mr Manager, understand, I am not interested in your personal view about whether you support genocide or war crimes, or if you are happy to remain silent about it, I am not interested if you are ‘just following orders’, I am interested in whether this bank - who wants me to place my money within it in order to make a profit - is complicit in genocide and war crimes?”

“Like I said, we are here to help with your banking needs.”

“My banking needs are to know if the bank I am banking with is committing criminal acts. Are you committing criminal acts?”

“I can’t comment.”

“You can’t comment on whether you are breaking the law? Are you aware that by law you must act with full transparency and give me this information?”

“I can’t comment.”

I turned to his bodyguard cashier. “Do you not care about what is happening to these innocent people and children?”

“I’m just doing my job,” she said.

This is Britain. A country of fascists happy for children to be murdered for a bit of money, and mindless sheep, utterly ignorant and uncaring of children and innocents being butchered to death, but, ‘just following orders,’ ‘doing my job.’

Sheep, we think, are harmless creatures. All they do is look to the ground for their next hit of grass. British sheep are simply creatures prancing on their merry way, grazing peacefully.

But this is not true. In fact, sheep are a fully automated system for environmental destruction.

Sheep destroy the very foundations we traverse upon. George Monbiot explains it well in his article, ‘Sheepwrecked’:

The section of the A83 that runs between Loch Long and Loch Fyne in western Scotland is known as the Rest and Be Thankful. It would be better described as the Get the Hell out of Here. For this, as far as I can tell, is the British trunk road most afflicted by landslips.

The soil on the brae above the road is highly unstable. There have been six major slips since 2007, which have shut the road for a total of 34 days(1). The cost of these closures is estimated at about £290,000 a year(2). It’s a minor miracle that no one has yet been killed. The Scottish government has already spent millions on clearing the road and building culverts and barriers. It’s about to launch a new engineering project, at a cost of £10m, which, it hopes, will reduce the frequency of these disasters(3).

Sensible, logical? Yes – until you hear this. One of the factors destabilising the soil is the presence of sheep on the hillside. A report the government commissioned notes that the sheep make landslips more likely because they compact and erode the soil and prevent trees and shrubs (whose roots might otherwise have fixed the slope) from growing(4). The number of sheep on the hillside exceeds the danger point identified by scientists, beyond which erosion becomes severe(5).

Yet throughout the years of consultants’ reports and engineering solutions, repeated landslips and continuing danger to the public, the sheep have remained on the hillside. Every one of those animals must have cost the taxpayer thousands of pounds. But they are worth next to nothing: the government describes the economic value of the grazing as “negligible”(6).

It’s an extreme example, but it’s indicative of a wider issue: we pay billions to service a national obsession with sheep, in return for which the woolly maggots kindly trash the countryside. The white plague has done more extensive environmental damage than all the building that has ever taken place here, but to identify it as an agent of destruction is little short of blasphemy. Britain is being shagged by sheep, but hardly anyone dares say so.

(You could literally replace the word, ‘sheep’ with Briton and it would be just as apt.)

The sheep’s non-stop consumption prevents all shrubs and trees from taking root – all saplings are consumed by sheep before they can have any real purchase and actually grow. This is an environmental disaster. As George continues:

“That’s not quite the end of the issue. Deep vegetation on the hills absorbs rain when it falls and releases it gradually, delivering a steady supply of water to the lowlands. When grazing prevents trees and shrubs from growing and when the small sharp hooves of sheep compact the soil, rain flashes off the hills, causing floods downstream. When the floods abate, water levels fall rapidly. Upland grazing, in other words, contributes to a cycle of flood and drought. This restricts the productivity of more fertile lands downstream, both drowning them and depriving them of irrigation water. Given the remarkably low output in the upland areas of Britain, it is within the range of possibility that hill farming creates a net loss of food.”

Being a sheep is no virtue. It means you are mindlessly causing destruction and harm while you think you are simply minding your own business while you consume and consume and consume and consume and consume and consume…

The mindlessness of sheep is actually lethal. And Britain is full of sheep of the human variety.

The British populace who aren’t sheep are fascists. Hateful against any brown person daring to speak. Look at this cracker today:

The offending bit? Actual research saying that the countryside is unwelcoming to ethnic minorities (Spoiler alert: it is).

From the article:

“The Telegraph revealed that a report by Wildlife and Countryside Link, a charity umbrella group, said that a perception that green spaces were “dominated by white people can prevent people from ethnic minority backgrounds from using [them]”.

Wildlife and Countryside Link, which has 80 member organisations, made the claim last week in evidence provided to Parliament on racism and its influence on the natural world.

The report stated: “Cultural barriers reflect that in the UK, it is white British cultural values that have been embedded into the design and management of green spaces and into society’s expectations of how people should engage with them.

“Racist colonial legacies that frame nature as a ‘white space’ create further barriers, suggesting that people of colour are not legitimate users of green spaces.”

Hmm, who should we take the word of – a disgraced, racist ex-home secretary or the research of an 80-organisation strong body with significant evidence and a serious case analysed, documented and presented to Parliament? The mind simply boggles.

I know who the British populace would prefer (Spoiler alert: sheep don’t read research papers).

From Piers Morgan who demands that all his brown guests (or guests supporting the rights of brown people – in particular, their rights not be genocided) – condemn a group of brown people on the basis of no evidence or unverified evidence – much of which Israeli journalists and politicians themselves acknowledge were bogus lies, to Suella Braverman who declares it is hateful to ask for brown people not to be subjected to war crimes – the fascist mentality of an inferior race is alive and well in Great Britain. The race is one – non-white; it is brown of every hue. Kier Starmer thinks it is ok to cut off power and water to brown kids, he is very well versed in war crimes against white people, but when it comes to brown he stutters and says it isn’t ‘wise’ to decide if something is a war crime just because you’ve seen a video of a war crime on social media. Take a look for yourself:

This is similar to his minions such as Angela Rayner. Angela tries to play down the ICJ ruling claiming it’s “very serious” and they are the “right place” for genocidal acts “to be determined,” whilst simultaneously saying that she does not know if these acts that the ICJ say are genocidal, are genocidal. Angela – who abstained on a vote calling for a ceasefire – says she’ll do “everything” to stop what’s going on. I don’t know who got her onto that interview that morning, but was she drugs-tested beforehand? Because that level of stupid double-speak is psychopathic affliction, drugs-induced or just pure unadulterated evil. Watch it yourself:

What more admission do you want that they are very clearly saying that they ‘do not know’ because they do not acknowledge that a brown life is equal to a white life and ‘do not know’ how much brown people must suffer before it becomes a genocide or war crime? Listen to them – they DO NOT KNOW when a brown life is equal to a white because a BROWN LIFE is INFERIOR to a white life. And this is all over Britain. Let’s bring the Ukrainians in, but leave the Palestinians to starve.

“What can we do?” people often say to me. “We have to pay taxes, we have no choice but to fund these atrocities. I try to boycott, but sometimes the restaurant I am in only has Coca Cola and it’s just a one-off.”

There is a verse in the Qur’an which is particularly interesting. It’s about when you’ve died, and the angels ask about things which you did which were objectively bad – (maybe like funding genocide perhaps?):

“When the angels seize the souls of those who have wronged themselves, “What was wrong with you?” they will reply, “We were oppressed in the land.” The angels will respond, “Was Allah’s earth not spacious enough for you to emigrate?” It is they who will have Hell as their home—what an evil destination!” (4:97)

The earth of God is vast and wide. We do not need to accept our complicity in war crimes and genocide. The majority of us do not move, not because we are afraid of what we will find, but afraid of what we will leave behind – this ‘comfort’ we have grown accustomed to in the West; the comfort of ever-consuming into mental health oblivion.

Maybe it’s time to leave little England – the island of sheep and fascists.