You can see how exasperating it must be for people who say, “The trouble is we’re just not allowed these days to say that immigration is a problem.” Because apart from all day on every TV channel and in every paper and everywhere at all times it’s a huge taboo that we’re not even prepared to mention.
It’s like if Gary Lineker, in the middle of Match of the Day, suddenly said: “For ONCE can we be permitted to talk about football on this programme?”
Labour MP Simon Danczuk is a typical sufferer, regretting this week how frustrating it is that we just can’t say immigration is too high. And to emphasise how impossible it is to say this, he said it on BBC radio, then on television and in all the papers. But you can bet no one will take any notice and let him say it.
You can see his point, because there are some days when, for example, the Daily Mail has a whole half-page that doesn’t refer to immigration being a problem at all. Admittedly it’s the section with the chess puzzle, and the question will be, “How much longer must we tolerate idle pawns filling squares on our side of the board threatening our bishops?” But we should applaud those like Simon Danczuk, prepared to say the unsayable, and hopefully a film will be made about his courage, like the one about Harvey Milk, or The Kite Runner.
Such is the dominance of the liberal elite in this country, ask yourself when you last saw someone putting the case for deporting Bulgarians on any show on Cbeebies.
Even more shocking is that the organisation MigrationWatch has compiled a comprehensive study of Shipping Forecasts since 2007, and it reveals that not once has it put the case for closing our borders to Romanians, even when there was a force seven gale in German Byte.
This week there was hope that at last this issue might be raised, because a study on the effects of immigration on the economy was published. But shamefully it turned out that over 10 years, the net impact of immigrants from Eastern Europe was to make us £4.96bn richer. What chance is there for an open debate when numbers are even scared not to be politically correct?
10 things immigration has done for Britain
10 things immigration has done for Britain
1/10 The Mini
The 1959 classic, that is, perhaps our greatest piece of industrial design, a miracle of packaging and revolution in motoring. Its genius designer was Sir Alec Issigonis, who was an asylum seeker. His family, Greek, fled Smyrna when Turks invaded this borderland in around 1920, and he wound up studying engineering at Battersea Polytechnic. He went on to create that most English of motor cars, the Morris Minor, as well as the Austin-Morris 1100, all much loved products of his fertile imagination.
2/10 Marks and Spencer
Once upon a time there was no M&S in Britain, difficult as that may be to believe. We have one Michael Marks to thank for our most famous retailer, and he was a refugee from Belarus, arriving in England in about 1882, and soon after set off to flog stuff around Yorkshire. He eventually teamed with Thomas Spencer to create the vast business we know today.
And many other TV shows created, funded and otherwise produced by that largest of larger-than-life characters, Lew Grade (also a world class tap dancer). The man who dominated commercial television gave us memorable entertainment such as The Prisoner, the Saint and brought the Muppets to Britain (a sort of fuzzy felt wave of immigration), as well as puppet shows where you could see the strings. All this from a penniless Jew from Ukraine, born Lev Winogradsky, who escaped the pogroms in Ukraine with his family in the 1890s. His nephew Michael Grade has also done his bit for British television.
4/10 The House of Windsor
Or the House of Saxe-Coburg-Gotha until George V prudently rebranded the family during the First World War. Well, our royals are a pretty German bunch, as well as having various types of French and other alien blue blood coursing around their veins. ‘Twas ever thus. There was William the Conqueror, Norman French, who certainly broke the immigration rules; William of Orange, a direct import from Holland; the Hanoverian King Georges, the first barely able to speak English; Queen Victoria, who married a German, Edward VII, who couldn’t stay faithful to his wife, a Danish princess; George V wed another German princess; Edward VIII married an American (though she hardly visited England and prompted his emigration and exile); and the Queen is married to man born in Corfu. The embodiment of the British nation, to many, but one thinks of them as quite multicultural really.
5/10 I Vow To Thee My Country
Our most patriotic hymn was the product of a man named Gustav Holst (pictured), born in Cheltenham, but of varied Swedish, Latvian and German ancestry, who adapted part of his suite The Planets to put a particularly stirring and beautiful poem to music, just after the Great War. As the second verse has it, “there's another country/I've heard of long ago/Most dear to them that love her/most great to them that know”. Imagine if the Holst family had been kept out because the quota on musical European types had been reached.
6/10 Curry and Cobra
Chicken Tikka Masala is, so they say, a dish which not only the most popular in Britain but specifically designed to cater for European tastes. For that we probably have to thank an Indian migrant, Sake Dean Mahomed, who came from Bengal to open the first recognisable Indian restaurant, the magnificently named “Hindoostanee Coffee House”. History does not record if a plate of poppadoms and accompanying selection of pickles and yoghurts were routinely placed on the table for new diners, but we do know that we had to wait until 1989 to taste the ideal lager for a curry - Cobra. That brew was brought to us by Karan (now Lord) Bilimoria, a Cambridge law graduate who hailed from Hyderabad.
7/10 That big red swirly sculpture at the Olympic Park
Or Orbit, to give it its proper name, the work of Anish Kapoor, who arrived in 1973 from India and had the artistic imagination to fill a power station.
8/10 The Sun
Love it or hate it, and many do both, this has been a symbol of much that is successful and a lot that is awful in British journalism since its inception in 1969. In its turn it spawned the Page 3 Girl and some nastily xenophobic headlines. All the stranger when you consider its creator was, of course, Rupert Murdoch, born 11 March 1931 in Melbourne, Australia.
OK, Karl Marx’s philosophy was not much of a gift to the world, but for a while it seemed like a good idea. Though we might not dare admit it, Marxism still has a few insights to offer to anyone wanting to understand the workings of capitalism, though too few to excuse everything that was done in its name. Born in Germany spent much time in the British museum and the British pub, buried Highgate Cemetery. Oddly, his ideas never really caught on in his adopted homeland.
10/10 The NHS
They came from many, many backgrounds, including Ireland, the Philippines, east Europe, the Indian subcontinent, and Africa, as they still do, but the contribution of the black nurses who came to the UK from the Caribbean to heal and care for is a debt of honour that must be recognised. It so sometimes forgotten that it was Enoch Powell, then Minister of Health (1960-62), who campaigned to recruit their skilled nurses to come and work over here. One abiding legacy we can thank Enoch for.
In any case, Migration Watch object to these figures and insist these immigrants have “contributed only just over 10 per cent more than they received”. You could argue, if you were really picky about statistics, that contributing 10 per cent more than you receive means you are still, on the whole, contributing rather than receiving.
But that is to ignore the fact that we simply can’t afford to go on allowing people over here, who only contribute 10 per cent more than they receive. Christmas must be fun for MigrationWatch. Every time they get a present they must yell, “Is that all you’re contributing to me? If I allow you to only give me that, I simply won’t be able to carry on”, and send the person who gave them the present to Lithuania.
But MigrationWatch are only allowed to make their reasonable point, that people contributing more than they receive are bankrupting the country, on a few thousand news programmes. Where is our democracy going if we allow some facts more airtime than others, depending on which ones are right and which are wrong? This is plain discrimination. It’s the same with people who insist the hedgehog is a type of fruit. Our metropolitan elite gives them hardly any air time at all.
In a shameful example of how our system marginalises those prepared to speak out against immigration, the founder of MigrationWatch, Andrew Green, has just been made a lord. And as we know, lords are an ethnic group that suffers abuse and discrimination more than any other minority. Lord children are routinely bullied by “normal” commoners, who taunt them with names such as Ermine the vermin, and their castles are regularly covered in graffiti telling them to piss off back to the 14th century.
But this frustration goes further than the issue of immigration. There’s a layer of people who just can’t take any more. It’s a sentiment you see in the expression of Jeremy Clarkson on his book covers, holding his head in his hands as if not knowing where to turn.
Because there’s only so much of being paid several million pounds a year for presenting shows that you love presenting, before you have to scream, “How much more can I bloody well take?”
When you’re grafting as hard as Jeremy, just to maintain a selection of houses and cars and boats, it’s no wonder you’re going to lose your temper when you hear a news item about a local council spending money on painting the Town Hall.
Nigel Farage fits neatly into this world. When you’ve struggled along as a privately educated banker with a pile of land in Kent, it’s hardly surprising if one day you yell, “That’s it, I’ve had enough, I’m going to get rid of Bulgarians.”
But is he ever allowed to express his reasonable annoyance in the media? Hardly at all, except every moment he’s awake. But how often is he on the BBC when he’s asleep? Almost never, because it’s run by a cosy cabal of middle-class public school liberals, who are completely out of touch with the struggles of upper class public school anti-liberals who are prepared to speak the truth, even if it isn’t true.Reuse content