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“There is no place in modern Europe for ethnically pure states. That’s a 19th century idea and we are trying to transition into the 21st century, and we are going to do it with multi-ethnic states.” – Retired General Wesley Clark

Here are a few disquieting facts and figures that tell their own tale.

Going on the available 2009 figures—the figures are far higher now in 2016—the total number of foreign citizens living in Europe is roughly 32 millions. More than half of these (16.8 million) live in three European countries: Germany, Spain and the UK. Germany comes out top of the list with 7.2 million, yet the out-of-touch Angela Merkel is happy to take in more, seemingly impervious to logic and facts. The horrific sexual assaults of over 600 German women in Cologne on New Year’s Eve has left Merkel seemingly unmoved. Spain is second in Europe’s Top of the Pops for foreign citizens flooding in, with 5.6 million immigrants, and the UK comes in third with just over 4 million. (See here)

LONDON, ‘THE CITY OF DREADFUL NIGHT’

As for the UK, London, the nation’s bustling capital city of 8.6 million people, contains only 44.9 percent White Britons. Another 14.9 percent here are classified as ‘Other Whites’, with large numbers from Poland, Hungary, Rumania and elsewhere. 44 per cent of Londoners are now Black or of some other non-White ethnic origin. Almost every face you see in Oxford Street, London, is non-White. Occasionally a white face will pop into view, a face generally looking flustered and alarmed. In 15 years’ time, by 2031, the number of foreigners is set to outnumber the native Brits in London.

I am not exaggerating, but the last time I was in Oxford Street with my sister, we must have had our bottoms pinched at least half a dozen times by frisky young men from foreign lands. A bruising experience for both of us. Black taxis, filled with outlanders with interesting complexions, inched past us like bloated slugs on wheels, disgorging their passengers onto the pavements at regular intervals. Among the torpid taxis, to our amazement, we saw a rickshaw carrying an Arab family to their destination, probably to the plush magnificence of the Ritz Hotel or Claridges’. I felt like I’d fallen off the moon and landed in the seventh circle of Dante’s hell.

Am I making this up? If I am, so are all the newspapers I read, for they tell pretty much the same story. Apparently, you have to be a really rich foreigner to afford a rickshaw ride in London these days. The going rip-off rate is £206 ($292) for a three-minute ride.

How are the Brits coping with the Muslims in their midst? Not very well. Especially in the Midlands in places like Rotherham and Rochdale where Pakistani sex gangs have been grooming White underage girls to multi-partner sex. Roughly 1,400 white teenage girls have been sexually abused, prostituted and gang raped over a 10-year period in this densely populated area full of Muslims. The local authorities have done virtually nothing about it.

I’ll say that for these dashing Lotharios from the Far East. They can’t have enough of our White girls. In a way, it’s a pity that English girls are among the loveliest in Europe—and the easiest to bed. I doubt if that’s the main reason so many foreign migrants flock to Britain, though I’ve no doubt it’s one of the perks. Indeed, a recent article in the Daily Mail quotes one young Afghan immigrant commenting favorably on the “sexual opportunities” available in proud Britannia for foreign migrants like himself: “As he put it, in his village, if you slept with more than one person in your life, ‘they shot you in the back’. In Britain, however, sexual opportunities were immense.”

My own recent visit to London took me into a world I barely recognized, a city I had lived in for many years during my late teens and early twenties but had religiously avoided as much as possible ever since. A recent book with the rousing title This is London: Life and Death in the World City, by Ben Judah, who is clearly Jewish, was to reinforce my own impression that the city of my youth had indeed morphed into a new City of Dreadful Night, ten times more nightmarish than the city depicted in the famous Victorian poem by James Thomson.

I was to witness with my own shocked eyes that the old white-skinned city of Shakespeare and Dickens, bursting with barrow boys and cheeky cockneys and sellers of roasted chestnuts and steak-and-kidney pies, had seemingly altered overnight and become a foreign metropolis filled with scary men in turbans and mysterious women in hijabs, all elbowing you out of the way as they made a bee-line for the great department stores or shot through the doors of curry houses and kebab shops in search of refreshment. The English upper classes, the Bertie Woosters and their impeccable Jeevesian manservants, were no more to be seen in elite Mayfair. The Russian oligarchs and the Chinese nobility had moved in and taken over.

Criminal gangs now decide who comes to Britain and settles here. The government is a joke. It has shelved all its responsibilities for looking after its own people but does its best all the same to go through the motions of democracy and pretend it loves the people it rules. As a recent report in a mainstream newspaper points out bleakly: “When it is so easy for migrants to get here, it is just as simple for the world’s nastiest criminals to relocate to the UK, too.”

Take a look and you will see . . . the City of Dreadful Night shimmers into view, a neon nightmare of sleaze, violence, and ruthless exploitation. This is a city, we are told, “hidden from official statistics, a whole illegal city of several hundred thousand people, nearly half of them thought to have arrived after 2001.” The influx of foreigners has pushed down wages steeply, so much so that skilled workers in the building trade who used to get £15 an hour ($21) now have to work for £7 an hour ($10), bringing them onto the breadline and making it impossible for them to rent decent accommodation or raise a family. The situation for the hundreds of thousands of exploited illegals in London is infinitely worse. In comparison, slaves in Ancient Rome or servants in the British raj enjoyed a higher standard of living and were far happier.

Here is the situation as seen through the eyes of contemporary social historian Ben Judah, filtered through the prose of Daily Mail columnist Harriet Sargeant:

Somalian gangs terrorise estates in South London and Turkish gangs control North London. Kurds and Albanians launder their money through the car washes in Tottenham and Kilburn. Vietnamese gangs grow and distribute two-thirds of the strong cannabis on the capital’s streets. The sex industry is another area [that] has had a malign effect. 96 per cent of London’s prostitutes are now migrants. Typically, they [the Albanian gangs] lure girls from Moldova with promises of modelling jobs, but then rape and traffic them. Finally, migration has even changed the nationality of London’s vagrants. There are now around 5,000 — mostly Polish and Romanians — living rough on London’s streets. In North London, they unload trucks for Turkish shopkeepers in exchange for nothing more than their drink of choice, White Ace cider. Others have been found roasting rats for food in the back alleys of Tottenham and Haringey. In this new London, increasingly there is one nationality significant for its absence — white, British-born.

A man from Grenada whom Ben Judah interviewed told him he had come to England at the age of 12 with high hopes. His family had dreamed of a better life but suddenly found themselves in a “war zone”. The only way the boy could survive was to become a cocaine dealer. “Within six months of being here,” he reports ruefully, “I lost 75 per cent of my morals.”

He was one of the lucky ones. He might well have lost the other 25 per cent of his morals, too, if he’d found himself in a back alley—roasting rats for food.

What are the politicians doing to cope with this never-ending influx of foreigners from the Third World? Precisely nothing. The best of them are simply twiddling their thumbs and making the right noises. Oh gosh, isn’t it time we did something? The worst of them, either on the payroll of the hidden Puppet Masters or infected with a pathological altruism that knows no bounds, are doing the opposite: advocating an open-door policy for more immigrants—like mentally deranged doctors, confronted with the bubonic plague, crying out like lunatics: “Let’s have more rats!”

Between 15,000 and 20,000 Belgians join a solidarity march in support of the invasion of their own country by the inhabitants of the Third World. Here the demonstrators are seen, on a sunny afternoon in Brussels, calling out “Refugees Welcome!” and demanding an end to “racism and xenophobia.” This is happening all over Europe. Ironically—and this is the crowning touch of Alice-in-Wonderland absurdity—White women have even been sexually molested at a “Refugees Welcome” party.

This morning I read about a frail 72-year-old Austrian lady who was raped by an Afghan immigrant while taking her dog for a walk by the river. She stays home all the time now, traumatized, trusting no one. Meanwhile, her Afghan rapist emerges as the hero of this little horror story. We learn that the Austrian judges found “mitigating circumstances” for the rapist, including the fact that he was only 17 years old and this was the first time he’d ever raped a septuagenerian pensioner.

Deport him? Heaven forbid! Can’t have that, can we? It would violate his human rights. (See here)

Apropos of the 72-year-old Austrian pensioner, it’s a good thing she doesn’t live in Denmark with access to pepper spray. Because if she’d tried to fight off her Afghan rapist with pepper spray in Denmark, she would have landed herself in big trouble. She would have been hauled before the courts and given a stiff fine, or even a prison sentence, for subjecting her rapist to “disproportionate violence”.

I spoke earlier about the booming sale of pepper sprays in Germany as defensive weapons that women could use against their would-be rapists, Muslim or otherwise. It seems I spoke too soon. In Denmark, I was to learn to my surprise this morning, pepper sprays have been banned. Women who use them can be prosecuted for harming their attackers. A Danish teenager in the coastal town of Sønderborg was recently knocked to the ground by her assailant who then proceeded to undress her in public. This actually took place in the town center, with lots of people milling round. That’s pretty scary if you come to think of it. When rape becomes a spectator sport, we’ve reached the end of the line.

The 17-year-old girl managed to scare off her attacker with pepper spray. She has now been told she will be prosecuted—for trying to defend herself with a dangerous chemical.

Lunacy, it seems, has no bounds.

What’s happened to all these people? Why can’t they wake up? Even lemmings don’t behave like this.

‘QUOS DEUS VULT PERDERE, PRIUS DEMENTAT’

The future for Europe looks bleak. It has changed beyond all recognition in the last few years. What it will be like in twenty years’ time is best left to the imagination of a horror fiction writer.

At the pulsating epicenter of Europe, German Chancellor Angela Merkel takes on the role of Pied Piper of Hamelin, leading her people and the rest of Europe to perdition. The Pope and his cardinals, likewise, well cushioned at the Vatican from the harsh realities of existence, recommend taking in even more “refugees”, equally indifferent to the impending demise of Europe and the destruction of its indigenous people.

At the same time in Sweden, rape capital of the West, the bovine Swedish government has come up with the bright idea of offering “sniper training” to Muslim migrants, euphemistically billing it as “target practice.” I’ll leave you to figure out who the targets are most likely to be.

Only recently a young Swedish aid worker, Alexandra Mezher, 22, was knifed to death at a child refugee center in Gothenberg by a fully grown Somalian asylum seeker pretending to be a helpless child orphan. Many of the Muslim “child refugees” in Sweden are in fact adults sporting bushy beards. (See also here). In Stockholm, in 2015, a group of alleged “child refugees” from North Africa brutally gang raped a Swedish girl for several hours. Doubt the story if you wish, but reflect: there are too many stories like this for all of them to be untrue. No smoke without fire.

Even as I write, there is talk of the UK letting in a contingent of 3000 refugee “children”. How many of these will have beards is anyone’s guess.

Talking of beards, listen to this. Quick pan once again to perfidious Albion, country of mist and melancholy—and now, alas, of mad hatters. Step forward the Bishop of London, the Right Reverend Richard Chartres, number three in the hierarchy of the Church of England. He tells us he has just discovered a brilliant way to win the hearts and minds of our Muslim brothers. “Recover the hirsute tradition of earlier ages.” the good Bishop solemnly advises his clergy. “Reach out to Muslims by growing a beard.”

This episcopal advice to clergymen is being interpreted by the intellectually challenged as advice to all men in general: grow beards if you want Muslims to treat you with respect.

The world gets crazier by the minute.

There’s an old proverb that goes: “Those whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad.” If you prefer it in Latin, Quos deus vult perdere, prius dementat.

DARK DAYS FOR EUROPE

Emerging from the green slime, here is Bill Maher, Jewish TV host, comedian and political commentator, looking into his crystal ball and having a nice gloat at the imminent demise of the White race:

Some time in the distant future, brown people are probably going to—and I say this without judgment—breed their way to power in both Europe and America. Arab populations are growing in countries like France and Holland, and I think we all see where this Mexican thing is going in America. That’s right, because they fuck more, the darker skinned people are going to rule the world! And white people, for their own self-preservation, should get a start on being nice to them now! Nice!”

There’s no doubt about it. White genocide in the European homelands is now underway. It is taking place right now, even as you read these lines. And this has received the full support of the organized Jewish community in Europe and the US. (See also here ). But we have also quoted a few individual Jews here already: Barbara Spectre, General Wesley Clark, and Bill Maher, and doubtle anti-White theorist Noel Ignatiev is on board with this too. Let Israeli writer Yigal Ben-Nun have the last word:

“Arab migration has been the best thing that’s happened to Europe in the past 50 years. Arabs in Europe are a fact of life. It’s time we started to accept that there’s no way to block the migration of Chinese, Pakistanis or Arabs to Europe. It’s true, Europe won’t be what it once was, but that’s a good thing. The more migrants from Africa and Asia who arrive, the better off Europe will be. Sooner or later, their children and grandchildren will marry into veteran European families and change the demographics of their countries. Europe will be different.”

CONCLUSION

The rape jihad we see suppurating in Europe like a black pus is symptomatic of a killer disease. The evil end results of multiculturalism and mass immigration can be highlighted and summed up in two words: WHITE GENOCIDE. White genocide is indeed the fate that awaits Europe, and then America and the other homelands of the European people, unless this deadly disease is brought swiftly under control.

I will round off this essay by posting a short video that says more in five minutes than I have been able to say in 5000 words. Please don’t miss it. It is in French, with English subtitles. Don’t let that deter you if English is your only language. It’s not necessary to know French to be moved to tears by the eloquence of this paean of praise to Europe and the achievements of our ancestors.

This poignantly sad video, though triumphal and defiantly optimistic in its tone, tells you what is at stake if we lose Europe—our precious Mother Europe, source of our lifeblood and all the values we hold dear.