On England

Well, England exploded during my holidays, to the surprise of nobody familiar with the end state of a multiculturalism enabled through lax immigration and financed by socialism. It's a little too late to say that Enoch Powell had it right, but he nonetheless deserves honourable mention in these times, a mere generation after he predicted the hollowing of British identity would lead to catastrophe.

Much has been said and will be said about the rioting, looting, burning, pillaging and murdering that have gripped London and other British cities, but in all the coverage - both official (news) and unofficial (blogs, mainly) - that I have surveyed thus far, nothing compares to Rex Murphy's succinct condemnation, snipped here for brevity. Do read the whole thing.

These vicious riots were a parody in another sense, too: a savage parody when you consider real misery, the absolute darkness of hunger and fear facing people in Somalia right now. And a parody, too, of some of those demonstrations in Egypt, Yemen, Syria and elsewhere — where brutal governments set tanks upon their citizens, and gun down those who are only asking for something as simple as a vote, or as innocent as democracy. Let us hear less and less of the “dispossessed” and “disenfranchised” of first-world countries. As I gather from footage of the riots, being “dispossessed” seems to be a condition curable by waltzing off with some store’s Plasma TV and a couple of iPhones.

Some exceptions there were: the Turkish shopkeepers lining up to protect themselves and their work — a great display. The Muslim father in Birmingham, who lost his son to the hooligans, himself imploring for respect and order — he was a monument of virtue and great-heartedness. (“I lost my son. Step forward if you want to lose your sons. Otherwise, calm down and go home.”)

But these are ordinary citizens. Not one politician stands out.

One message I take from this week: England has no leaders. And in that, she is much like the rest of the western democracies. David Cameron wears a good suit, and speaks ever so carefully. It’s not enough. There is nothing about him (or Nick Clegg or George Brown or Harriet Harman or Ed Bland — that last name is talismanic) to suggest he or they have anything to say in this time that will not be a fudge and an evasion. They are no better on the riots than they are on the financial crisis. They are all temporizers as are the majority of politicians of the Western world.

This goes double for the Mayor of London, Boris Johnson, who came back from a continental holiday three days late to his burning city and then whizzed clumsily about to various locations like some puppet getting tangled up in its own strings.

There is no one in England fit to lace Churchill’s boots. But even to bring up that hallowed name is far too much. His name summons to mind another order of being, alien to the England of our time.

Canadians would do well to survey the savagery that has overtaken England and how and why it came into being, for the political and sociological mechanisms behind the British experience are for all intents and purposes identical to Canada's.

Britain's descend into madness did not "just happen;" it is the logical outcome of decades of adherence to neo-liberal leftist nonsensical ideals. Canada had best wake up to the fact that unless we address these issues at home, it isn't long before Toronto, Montreal or any other large Canadian city will also burn.