James Jackson writes:
It does so before we even notice. It starts with our speaking pidgin English in order to be understood, follows with a dumbing-down of education and culture to the lowest common denominator, and finishes without a shared vocabulary and with no one mentioning British history or values because they have no relevance for the burgeoning and foreign minority.
A friend of mine was recently helping her African cleaner revise for her British citizenship test and asked her if she knew the identity of an elderly lady pictured in a national broadsheet. “That is your grandmother,” the African replied. Actually, it was the Queen.
No matter, my friend asked another question: the name of the current UK Prime Minister. “I know it, I know it … It is Margaret.” There is no hope.
If only it was “Margaret.”
Of course, if we — left and right — would all clean our own homes, raise our own children and mow our own lawns, we wouldn’t need all these foreigners.
