"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

Sunday, 30 August 2009

A Letter to Tory England

A timely reminder from Sarah, Maid of Albion


  1. Great post - brought a tear to my eye.

  2. I thought she wrote well OR. There is a marked difference between 'Tory-shire' and the other places she writes of. It's not good enough for people to stick their fingers in their ears and look the other way - it's not an avoidance tactic that's ever worked before.

  3. There's no doubt that what Sarah says is true. We, in England, are not necessarily just turning a blind eye, or pretending it isn't happening. We know we are dying, and all it seems we can do is hold on to the last remnants of light, while it lasts.

    I suppose you could call it losing with dignity.

  4. You know there's no dignity in rolling over, Edgar.

    The changes do seem irreversible, particularly given the latest figures on the birthrate and people might wish to ignore it in the vague hope it will disappear or resolve itself but it won't - it will have to be faced eventually.


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