The Last Stand of the 300 Spartans. One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Remember our heroes of old
At Waterloo, Trafalgar, Rorke's Drift, Ypres, Passchendaele, the Somme, Dunkirk, the Battle of Britain, D-day and the Falklands, men and women of our blood have triumphed against staggering odds to defend our proud nation. In 1948, not long after the guns fell silent at the end of the Second World War, our treacherous politicians initiated the greatest act of genocide against the British people in history: The immigration invasion

Christian Unity Above All things.
One ought never to turn one's back on a threatened danger and try to run away from it. If you do that, you will double the danger. But if you meet it promptly and without flinching, you will reduce the danger by half. Never run away from anything. Never! Winston Churchill

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And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!

I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.




If you make people think they're thinking, they'll love you; but if you really make them think, they'll hate you.

It is like watching a nation busily engaged in heaping up its own funeral pyre. Now more than ever, British voters need to understand that they are being colonised. Unless they act decisively to halt this mass immigration wave, Britain and its thousands of years of culture, history and tradition will be submerged under the immigration invasion.