Some bad stuff here. If you’re thinking of moving to Britain, then don’t. We stay here because we are either too poor to emigrate, or else we are damned if we want to be ejected by scumbags who hate us and our culture and civilisation: you don’t have to suffer the crap if you don’t need to.
But you have to wonder. What was it in our makeup as a nation and culture, that allowed us to so, so, so go out-to-lunch, and be just so really, well, lazy? How did we allow this rentacrowd of evil, deliberating, GramscoFabiaNazi mountebanks, who have not got our interests at heart, no not at-all-at-all-at-all, ot get control of the mega-triodes at the BBC’s Txs?