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World News See other World News Articles Title: The Telford Child Sex Scandal and the End of England I’ve got to assume that very few Americans ever heard of Telford, a district in the English West Midlands. Steve Sailer admits to never having heard of it; and if Steve hasn’t heard of it, nobody has. This is excusable. There was no such place as Telford until 1968. That was when bureaucratic managerialism in Britain was in the ascendant. Ancient towns and villages were being grouped together in strange new entities under stone-faced administrators filled with a conviction of their own managerial competence. Britain’s old counties were reorganized to suit the inclinations and convenience of these mandarins, and people were shoveled around like so many truckloads of concrete. Shortly afterwards Britain entered the European Union, and those British mandarins, to their delight, became globalist apparatchiks, with way bigger expense accounts. They must have had many a laugh with each other, over the champagne and truffles, at how easy it had been. It was the end of old England. Mass Third World immigration was a key component of the new order. British people who dared to raise their voices against what was happening—people like Enoch Powell—were insulted, abused, and hounded out of public life. Telford was, in other words, created out of thin air just as Britain’s modern Cultural Revolution was gathering steam: the revolution that turned an ancient, proud, dynamic, and distinctive nation into the third-rate multicultural slum we see today—Cuck Island. Let’s be grateful for small mercies, though. At least the mandarins gave their new creation a name, when they probably would have preferred just to give it a number: “District 479,” or perhaps “Airstrip One.” The name was a fine and honorable one, too—surely an oversight. This new district was named after Thomas Telford, the son of an illiterate shepherd in the rough border country where England meets Scotland—the ancestral home of our own “Scotch-Irish.” Thomas Telford became the greatest civil engineer of his time, the late eighteenth and early nineteenth century. The innumerable roads, bridges, and canals he built were the foundation for Britain‘s—and therefore the world‘s—Industrial Revolution. The region now called Telford was at the heart of the early Industrial Revolution. There are several excellent museums there covering the period. I strongly recommend a visit next time you are in England, especially if you have kids who need to know some history. Right nearby is the great Iron Bridge, opened in 1781—not one of Thomas Telford’s, but the first bridge of any size, anywhere in the world, made out of iron. My father grew up Oakengates, five miles from the Iron Bridge. In Dad’s childhood a hundred-odd years ago, Oakengates was a little coal-mining village. It’s now been swallowed up in the Telford district. I spent time in my own childhood in and around Oakengates. Aged eight or nine, I climbed the Wrekin, which is what passes for a mountain in the flat West Midlands countryside—all of thirteen hundred feet high. The Telford created fifty years ago wasn’t just an administrative abstraction. The bureaucrats built an actual town, with lots of glass-and-concrete modern buildings, residential projects, and housing estates. People were moved in from the big old industrial cities further east: Birmingham, Wolverhampton, and Walsall. Some of these people were old-stock English proles that Charles Dickens would have recognized. Others were Third World immigrants: Muslims from Pakistan and Bangladesh, blacks from the Caribbean and Africa. Thence to last week’s news: Up to 1,000 children could have been abused in Britain’s biggest ever child abuse scandal, an investigation has revealed. Hundreds of children, some as young as 11, are estimated to have been drugged, beaten and raped over a 40-year period in the town of Telford. 1,000 children may have been victims in Britain’s biggest ever child abuse scandal, By Callum Adams, March 14, 2018 Notice that key phrase: “over a 40-year period.” In other words, no sooner was the cement dry on this new town of Telford, and the white proles and the Muslims moved into those gleaming new projects, than the Muslims were preying on the white girls. It’s the Rotherham scandal of five years ago all over again. And, as there, nobody much cared about these girls. From the point of view of the globalized mandarins and the middle-class social workers with degrees in Sociology from Cuck University, the girls were just white trash, totally lacking in the vibrancy and diversity that make a modern society worth living in. Also, as in Rotherham—and in Nottingham, where Egyptian student Mariam Moustafa was just beaten to death by Third World savages—the police had no interest in investigating what was going on, much less in arresting and prosecuting the perpetrators. If they did show such interest, someone might call them RACIST. [Scream]. So British law enforcement won’t pursue rapists and murderers who are black or Muslim. Doesn’t that leave them with time on their hands, though? What do British cops and other law enforcers do all day long to justify their salaries? This week we found out. Speakers’ Corner is an open area at the northeast corner of Hyde Park in west-central London. It’s been famous for two hundred years as a spot where dissidents, political radicals, religious zealots, self-styled prophets, and just plain cranks can get up on a soapbox and say what’s on their minds. Wikipedia says: Speakers’ Corner was frequented by Karl Marx, Vladimir Lenin, George Orwell, C. L. R. James, Walter Rodney, Ben Tillett, Marcus Garvey, Kwame Nkrumah, and William Morris… Its existence is frequently upheld as a demonstration of free speech, as anyone can turn up unannounced and talk on almost any subject, although always at the risk of being heckled by regulars. Well, British dissident Tommy Robinson, who has made a name for himself as a critic of Islam, went to Speakers’ Corner last weekend to get up on his soapbox and speak to anyone willing to listen. His subject, very apt for Speakers’ Corner, was freedom of speech. Tommy had barely cleared his throat when the Peelers showed up—at least four of them, in a squad car. They told him to pack up his soap box and leave, if he knew what was good for him. Tommy caught the whole episode on video. Post Comment Private Reply Ignore Thread
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