I shouldn’t read the news because I despair. I shouldn’t take notice of the things I see on social media because it makes me anxious. I should live in a little bubble and protect my mental health.
Or I could wake up.
Last night in good old Keighley town they were fighting with machetes again. Someone ended up in hospital and the road was still sealed off with tape this morning. I don’t know whether they were the colour of baby shit or cold porridge but I do know they were young men.
I walked back from town today and I saw several men of working age doing nothing. Sat on their front steps smoking or wondering about in groups with their hoods up. One young guy opened his door and the smell of weed made me gag and I was out on the path. They smoke weed around town here and no one bats an eyelid. Little retard fuckwits thinking they are hard and clever and destroying the five brain cells they have.
Anyway as I walked home I had a little fantasy about bringing back national service like they do in other countries. For both sexes. And as I elaborated in my mind on this little plan I realised what we would be letting into our armies if it was compulsory. What we would probably be incubating in a lazy youth that has no respect or desire to better themselves in any way. Because we’ve let them get away with everything.
I live in, ‘’Keighley Central ward where, 7,065 residents are identified as White British, 7,909 as having Pakistani heritage, 1,467 as Bangladeshi heritage, and 136 as Indian heritage’’. I love the way that was written. How they’re hoping you don’t notice the issue here.
There are huge wonderful houses here and having a little knowledge of sociology I can see how it worked. Monied people having to interact with foreigners eventually made the area less desirable and they moved out and elsewhere and yes that was racist but what did they offer? They offered good restaurants and little shops and these people were glad to be here like all new immigrants all over the world at that time.
So what happened? Here in Keighley we have barbers. Lots of barbers and lots of taxis. We all know why that is as well. These wasters coming in by the thousands on the boats. What will they offer? Rape? Disrespect? More of the lovely women abusing religion?
In the meantime it’s the cold porridge people I can say that absolutely and categorically are the ones that pick up the rubbish. Voluntarily I might add. I see them regularly on the paths, the park and the cemetery and have done for the five years I have lived here. I’ve never once seen an a Pakistani with a bag and a litter stick. And this town is filthy. The paths are filthy. Everything is filthy. They love it, it makes them feel at home.
Now will me stating a fact of my own personal experience be silenced as islamophobia if Heir Starmer gets his way? His nice new law that protects his very electorate. His little councils in turn protecting their nice little taxi drivers nonces. He’s going to let kids vote next.