Monthly Archives: September 2015

Viktor Orban – a hero for our time

The political class in Europe and their acolytes are now an extreme danger to their own people. The papers are full of it. Under Angela Merkel Germany has agreed to take in 800,000 migrants this year. This is a country I have grown quite fond of having visited it over the last few years. Yet I feel that they are building their own funeral pyre.

In the present migrant crisis that is facing Europe you have to be hard headed and realistic, and ask some very pertinent questions. Yes there are genuine refugees who are entitled to help, such as Syrian Christians who are being wiped out by jihadists, but to treat all migrants making their way to Europe as such would be unbelievably naive. That is why it is wise to step back from some of the hype over this issue, especially when 400,000, plus people sign a UK petition to help migrants.

I find it highly disturbing the behaviour of some of the migrants pouring into Europe. One would expect genuine refugees to have a somewhat docile demeanour and to cooperate fully with the authorities in whose country they find themselves, rather unsure of the largesse they might enjoy from their hosts. However we have had stories of migrants refusing to disembark off a ferry from Germany to Denmark unless they are allowed to go on to Sweden, throwing away provision such as water given to them, and failing to cooperate with the lawful authority in the territory they find themselves in. A Head of a UNHCR camp called Syrian refugees ‘the most difficult refugees I’ve ever seen.’ Refugees in Italy were throwing rocks at police whilst demanding free wifi. It reminds me of the attitude of some of the migrants in Calais trying to illegally enter the UK. You say they are desperate. Hmm… Desperation is no excuse for lawlessness. If so called refugees are willing to behave like that in a supposedly desperate situation, what regard will they have for the law when they come to your country?

Viktor Orban, president of Hungary speaks the truth amongst European leaders and makes the rest of Europe’s leaders look like political pygmies. He has stated the foolishness of opening European borders to the mass migration that is now taking place across Europe from the Middle East and Africa, especially the Moslem immigration. He points out that Europe is historically at least a Christian continent, although now it is busy attacking its own Christian values, and that letting Moslems in who do not integrate and may have an agenda is deeply unwise. I suggest there is a connection between Europe losing its spiritual soul and the mass immigration of Moslems of recent years. Any leader worth his salt needs one quality amongst many, and that is discernment. You always and every time have to protect your own people, so what possesses European leaders to let in so many from a totally alien culture and civilisation within the European borders?

Victor is showing qualities which are sadly lacking in European politics. Not least the quality of courage. He is prepared to say what so many politicians in Europe are not prepared to say because they do not wish to offend. Political correctness is rooted in fear. But that is not showing leadership. Viktor is demonstrating leadership by telling the truth, that Islam is incompatible with western values and will only bring trouble and strife to western lands, just as it already has. In doing so he is putting himself in the firing line against the forces arrayed against him that have built an iron stronghold of multiculturalism and political correctness in Europe. They will no doubt try to bully him into backtracking but he must stick to his guns.

Also, Viktor probably has a pretty good sense of history. In the year 1000 King Stephen 1 founded the State of Hungary as a Catholic country. Hundreds of years later in 1526 the Turkish army defeated the Hungarian royal army at Mohacs, and the country split into three parts in about 1541. It was 150 years before the Hungarians reunited and drove out the Turks. The Turkish baths in Budapest are a legacy of this period. Countries have long memories. Eastern Europe faced the hordes of the Ottoman Empire in their history and know far more about the Islamic mentality than most armchair critics in the west who have never witnessed the iron grip of militant Islam when it gains control of your territory. They have had to fight for their survival and now see the Islamic enclaves that have been established in so many western cities where there is just a failure to integrate, and they have witnessed the growth of jihad in the west aided and abetted by clueless western politicians. They do not want the same problems.

No doubt Viktor is aware that amongst the migrant hordes trying to enter Western Europe are highly dangerous jihadists who have had specific instructions from ISIS to cause murder and mayhem in Europe. And they will lie according to the Islamic doctrine of takiyya and claim to be refugees of course, taking naive westerners who think everyone else in the world thinks like they do for fools. And so the western reporter believes them when they say they are refugees from Syria. Some may be, but all of them? A great cover to dupe trusting westerners, especially. when you can easily get a fake Syrian passport.

There is one big question here that has not been satisfactorily answered. Why on earth are the other Moslem nations neither helping nor expected to help to look after their own for the Islamic ummah? Rich Arab nations like Saudi Arabia, the UAE and Qatar. Surely they should be looking after their own brethren rather than letting them flow to Europe. Won’t they be happier in an Islamic country rather than coming to traditionally Christian lands? Well maybe, just maybe they are committing Hijrah, Islamic migration to establish a bridgehead for the burgeoning caliphate. Surely not? Far too much of a conspiracy theory! And then you have western nations loath to take Christian refugees from nations where they are being wiped out by Islamic jihad. They now put anti discrimination legislation before doing what is right.

Of course there is another possible explanation for this, and that is that pompous and arrogant elites that are trying to build a new world order are engineering this migration as it is in their interests. This may even be beyond the dangers of islamisation that those such as Geert Wilders foresee. These so called elites are directing the politically correct left who rule in Europe. They know that it will destroy what is left of European Christian civilisation, and of course it is Christianity they must destroy to bring In their socialist/communist world utopia. The EU is just a building block. It will also help usher in their phoney counterfeit world religion that will be a syncretism of different world religions such as Buddhism, Hinduism, Islam and state Catholicism, as they know they need a religion to help rubber stamp their ghastly vision of heaven on earth. The fulfilment of a truly wicked plan, the replacement of Judeo-Christian culture with a massive counterfeit system that will be rooted in coercion and totalitarianism.

Time for the warrior spirit to arise! You never know!

The Flying Inn – A Prophetic Tale?

This old tale by GK Chesterton was on my list of things to read and finally I managed it. It’s a story about an England where alcohol has been banned and the pub culture has died, so the working man has nowhere to drink his essential beer, whilst the rich and privileged can still get hold of the stuff, even under cover of ‘medicinal sources.’ Running through the story is the strange influence of a caricatured ‘prophet’ of Islam, Misysra Ammon, who first appears propagating his worldview on an English beach amongst other assorted speakers, but who then from time to time appears again extolling the virtues of the great Islamic religion and eastern ideas above and beyond the native traditions of ‘Christian England.’ As well as this he has a go at old English pub names which he argues are corruptions of Turkish or Arab words! He seems to have a strange hold on the more privileged classes who traditionally and historically have been fascinated with eastern religions and alien cultures. There is even a ban on the sign of the cross on ballot papers, and a new game is introduced called ‘noughts and crescents.’ The sign of the cross is of course an offence in Islam.

Into this mix a motley crew upset the apple cart by realising that through a loophole in the law, that if they have a pub sign they can sell or imbibe alcohol wherever that sign is erected, and so become the ‘Flying Inn,’ outwitting the authorities wherever they try to stamp out this ‘errant’ behaviour. And so they move from place to place in a donkey cart carrying a keg of rum and a hoop of cheese, whipping out the pub sign at all the right moments and giving solace to lovers of alcohol everywhere. The core characters in this little charade are Captain Patrick Dalroy (radical), a larger than life Irishman with a shock of red hair and a preponderance to ‘cock a snoop’ at authority, and his sidekick Humphrey Pump, the former innkeeper (‘good old English Tory’ as Charles Moore describes him). As they travel they philosophise and write songs and poetry to entertain themselves. And we mustn’t forget the accompanying dog, Quoodle! They are joined later in the story by the poet, Dorian Wimpole.

Representing the ‘elite’ is Lord Ivywood, who represents a ‘we know better than you’ attitude and an over zealousness in implementing the temperance regime. At the same time he comes over as the ‘enlightened’ individual who has left behind any simple idea of what it means to be English and taken on a more progressive persona, perhaps linked with the influence of Islam or the Turks, as they are referred to in this tale. He is determined to stamp out the tomfoolery of Dalroy and Hump and goes to parliament to quietly implement an amendment to the temperance law stating that alcohol can only be sold, with the pub sign of course, when it has been on the premises for three days. That should deal with Dalroy’s nomadic inn!

In the end Dalroy and Hump form the beginnings of a mass movement, who having seen the hypocrisy of the upper classes in supplying their own alcohol, resolve to rebel against the authorities. They end up marching to Lord Ivywood’s estate. The twist in the tale is that adjoining Ivywood’s estate is another somewhat mysterious estate where it transpires a secret military machine has been assembled, centring on the Turks and Islam. Dalroy and his cohorts of course confront them and triumph over them. And so in the end the true spirit of the Englishman shines through.

I have read the reviews which variously and predictably mention shades of racism, anti-semitism and xenophobia in the book, so predictable in the present cultural climate. This highlights just how far the thinking of the average opinion former today differs from the status quo in early twentieth century England. Mention has also been made in reviews of the place of Islam in the book, that it portends an Islamic takeover of the nation. It is difficult to believe that Chesterton at that time was writing something prophetic about what he believed would happen to England in the future, given that England was a far more homogenous culture in his day, but had he seen something in the English ruling classes, their psyche, that predisposed them towards a denial of their culture and an assimilation with other cultures?

Certainly the analogy could be taken too far, but the story of the ‘Flying Inn’ is particularly prescient today given the rise of militant Islam and the pusillanimous response of the authorities in the UK to it. The book ends with a clash between the indigenous culture and a military force that has been secretly built up over a period of time.

Chillingly, we recently hear that Islamic jihadists have been smuggling arms into this country. With regard to the recent Tunisian outrage against, sadly, many British people, the authorities have raided mosques in Tunisia, and many of them have been storing arms. Perhaps there is more to Chesterton’s tale than we give him credit for. What will it take for the so called progressive (or deceived?) British ruling classes to wake up and divine what might be happening to their country over which they should have a cherished responsibility. Unless of course it is happening by design, the ultimate wickedness.