This is my first actual post of the year 2016, and as I begin, the subject that's on my mind, after reading this discussion at good old Free Republic, is the sad state of affairs in which many 'Americans' loathe the country which was the Mother Country of this 'free Republic' they claim to honor. For anybody with the least bit of amicable feeling towards England or Britain, it's pretty hard to read such a collection of cynical and contemptuous remarks on the possibility of Britain being invaded by ISIS forces. How and when did it come to be that so many 'Americans' despise the English? Like it or not, our origin is and was based in England.
Many Americans, whether they know or admit it, carry English blood in their veins. And yet there seems to be no country for which they express so much condescension, disdain, and antipathy as England. 'How sharper than a serpent's tooth,' etc.
In recent years this anti-English feeling was not nearly so pronounced. It was present to some extent but it usually manifested mainly when the Revolutionary War was under discussion, and people unthinkingly referred to ''the British'' as if they were some alien invading race, and not actually our genetic kinsmen who remained in the home country while our ancestors came here to colonize and conquer.
Remember how when we heard the story of Paul Revere's ride, we were told that he cried ''the British are coming"? Even as a child I knew this made no sense, as our ancestors (mine, anyway) were of the same blood, and the colonists spoke of the ''rights of Englishmen'' when they claimed their right to self-rule. Actually Paul Revere (who was Huguenot French, of course) didn't say 'the British are coming' but 'the Regulars are coming.' That makes more sense. They were our kinsmen, not aliens. And despite a couple of centuries of mass immigration flooding this continent, the ''Brits'' are still our kinsmen, at least those of us who are the remnant of the Old Stock American colonist population.
Sometimes, reading forums like Free Republic, I get the definite impression that the majority of Americans are Immigrant-Americans, or Ellis Islanders, or 'Fifty-Sevens', those whose ancestry is so mixed that they feel no particular allegiance toward America as it existed before 1965, when the final onslaught began, and even less kinship toward the English, even though they speak 'the tongue that Shakespeare spake' (well, after a fashion, anyway). Russell Kirk, the conservative writer, wrote about how very much our culture is based on that of our Mother Country, and he said, (I paraphrase) that if you stripped away the British or English base of our American culture, there would not be much of a coherent whole left. True when he said it, true today, despite this crazyquilt multicult society that is being forcibly imposed.
But one of the worst things about the 'Ugly American' chauvinist attitudes expressed on Free Republic and elsewhere is the hypocrisy and the utter lack of self-examination. Every criticism or condemnation of the English that they write could and should be applied to White Americans as well. They think the English are cowards, weak and passive and whipped. They think the English should have risen up and expelled Islam from their island and yet are we in any better shape? Our only advantage is that we have a vast area in which we can still flee from the multicult -- at least until the Refugee Resettlement Crusade does its magic on our towns and neighborhoods. We are little better off than our counterparts in Britain, and it is due to our geographical size that we are not feeling as boxed in as our cousins in Europe.
And yet the sniping at the British illustrates one of the great weaknesses of European-descended people. I think it was Samuel Johnson who said that the Irish were 'a fair people; they never speak well of one another.' But that could be said of Whites speaking well of other groups or nationalities of Whites. We are too prone to infighting and we show a sad lack of solidarity and kinship-feeling.
Those who read this blog might remember that I now and then lament how some Whites think that all European peoples are interchangeable, and advocate that any White person should be able to live in any other White nation because we are 'all brothers.'. Yes, we have commonalities and common origins, but there are differences. Yet we should be able to maintain our identities and cultures without turning against each other. I am all in favor of solidarity and offering moral and material support, especially as we are all in distress now. We are all, those of European descent, facing a real existential threat. We need to be supportive, but short of giving up our individual cultures and territories and merging into some kind of right-wing EU.
Still, that being said, there is a particular antipathy towards the English that is very commonly and openly expressed nowadays. I find it distasteful because my ancestors are mostly English -- but also because it is very much of the same stripe as the resentment and loathing that 'victim' groups exhibit toward those against whom they have historic grievances. The English represent, to many White nations, exactly what the Europeans in general represents to most non-Western peoples. The same criticisms and condemnations are leveled against them. It's too obvious to miss. And it isn't pretty. The English once had the 'Empire on which the sun never set.' They were a conquering race of people. Now that their sun has set, everyone wants to pile on and feast on the carcass. The colonized peoples who couldn't wait to drive the hated British out of their lands have since descended on the little mother island, making it now one of the most overpopulated pieces of real estate. They hate England and the English and yet ran to live in that country with the hated ''oppressor.''
The same thing happens in every White country which once had colonies. Everyone hates us and yet clamors, demands to live amongst us. They risk their lives to come to our countries and be oppressed, to experience the 'racism' they claim to find here.
We should have some feeling of empathy for the English -- and for the French, who are sort of runners-up in the Most-Resented-By-Americans category. Instead we see Schadenfreude among Americans at the fate of those countries. It makes me feel ashamed of being an American.
It may be, sadly, that England will fall, and the world will not be better off if that happens. The fact that so many are quick to write that people off, and to say good riddance, shows how cold we've grown not only towards kindred, but towards one of the 'propositions' we claim to honor, that of 'freedom.'
And if England falls, it should only remind us of our own vulnerability. If a once-great people such as the English are not the sons of their sires, then neither are we, and we cannot trust that we will prevail either.
Rise thou, O England! Let thy great limbs sleep
No longer. Burn upon us with those eyes
That blenched not at Trafalgar's blood-red skies --
Nor Waterloo, -- nor Alma's thundering steep: --
Let not this crowd of mockers round thee leap.
While passionless thy giant sword-arm lies.
- George Barlow, Dawn to From Sunset, book II, England
Labels: England, ethnopatriotism, Great Britain, Mass immigration