Sisters are doin’ it for themselves.
Fourteen-Year-Old Scottish Girl Arrested for Resisting Probable Assault by Migrants
Europe is in the midst of an immigration crisis. Fueled by self-loathing and fear of being called a baddie, most European countries have opened themselves to unlimited illegal and unmonitored immigration from countries with which they have nothing in common by people contemptuous of the (sorta) Christian West and its people. Their only attachment to the countries that accept them is the money doled out that gives them a life of safety and ease they could never have had at home. Outside the bright light that is Poland, most of Europe has surrendered to what is, in essence, an invading army hellbent on rape and pillage. The influx of migrants is amplified by a cratering childbearing rate that threatens to make some nationalities an ethnic minority in their home country in the next 30 years.Of all of Europe, Britain stands out as a country that has adopted a policy of appeasing immigrants and bashing any natives with the gall to speak up for themselves.
Just two days ago, this horror show flashed across X. The location is Dundee, Scotland. Two girls, one age 12 and the other 14, are pursued by a number of migrants who remain off-screen.
In fear, the oldest girl (yes, she’s shorter than her younger sibling), produces a hatchet and a knife and tells the creepazoids stalking her to stay away.
Both teens are visibly distressed as grown men stand around them. One of the girls can be heard yelling, “Don’t f*cking touch her, she’s f*cking 12.”
Another account indicates one or more of the girls may have been groped or manhandled by the migrants.
A video that has been widely circulated on social media shows the youngster brandishing an axe and a machete. In it, she shouts at somebody off camera that they are “f***ing battering kids, mate… You’re f***ing kid bashers”.
The footage was taken on Saturday afternoon and shows two girls on a grass verge by the busy Coupar Angus Road. A man’s voice is heard saying: “Show the knife, show the knife.”
The second girl then screams “Get the f*** away from her” before the other youngster holds up the two weapons. The second girl shouts: “Don’t f***ing punch my little sister, she’s 12.”
Given that this is Britain, you can predict what happened next.
Most likely, yep. You’d be perfectly correct about it, too. Depressingly, it’s altogether obvious at this late date.
The UK, along with Western Europe entire, is nothing more than a sickening disgrace now, beyond salvage—no longer worth trying to salvage, even if you could. I mean, think about it: when a nation has sunk so low that British/Scottish/Irish men will abandon young girls to fend for themselves against aggressive Moslem primitives, refusing to lift so much as one (1) finger to assist in their defense…well, where are you, really? Then the disgusting cops pour salt in the wound by ARRESTING THE GIRLS and not the predatory Immivaders who are harrassing them, molesting them, taunting them, and much, much worse!
That’s when it’s clear as crystal that there is absolutely no hope for your despicable country and its despicable populace. Nor should there be, frankly.
Your national pride, honor, dignity, self-respect—all these valuable things and more still have you yielded up to an implacable enemy which for 1400 years has vowed to destroy you utterly. Land, culture, institutions, a rich history and tradition you once delighted in boasting about, gone like spit on a skillet, vanished as if they’d never been. And for what, pray tell? You gave away everything you had and got nothing whatsoever for it. Not even the proverbial “mess of pottage” did you receive in exchange for selling your nation, your heritage, yourselves, even your very souls.
Once a brave, intrepid people, builders of a vast Empire which for centuries spanned a whole planet, since a final flash of former glory during WW2 you have unresistingly capitulated in what can only be described as the most humiliating and degrading act of abject cowardice in human history, even as the world watched your spectacular collapse in dismay and disbelief.
That’s it, game over. Stick a fork in it, you are well and truly DONE, old sport.
Fly all the flags you like, congratulate yourselves and each other for such a courageous show of defiance against your mewling, pussified authorities. Means little, changes nothing; it’s way too little, way too late now, alas. Your day is done, your race run; no matter what, the whole shambolic mess can never be sorted out again. All you can do at this late date is bow, scrape, and crawl to your conquerors; be as meek and servile as possible; and gaze with admiration, awe, and envy upon the Poles, Hungarians, and Czechs for being made of far sterner stuff than you turned out to be.
“The sun never sets on the British Empire!” Except, y’know, when it does. “There’ll always be an England”? Sadly, no; there hasn’t been an England for many and many a year. Your finest hour has come and gone, never to return. The worst of it might be that, in fact, this wasn’t done TO you by some marauding third party of outsiders; no, in this case you did it to yourselves.
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The trouble with England is that, except for the army, the people have been largely deprived of weapons other than axes or knives. I’ll bet that the invaders have automatic weapons… We may find out, as time goes on.
I bet the invaders already have command structures set up in a lot of communities and plans already drawn up on how to meet any threat, government or otherwise.
They probably also have clandestine shops manufacturing firearms and other weapons for when the right moment comes.