Actually the racial imperialists hearken closer to the Great Britain of yore than the tender-hearted multi-culturalists who figure if you risk your life escaping from a desecrated country on a dinghy because of sudden, unexpected warfare or climate change, you've earned your citizenship more than anyone who just happened to be squatted out here. We've been a country of meddling murderers, setting up concentration camps abroad, razing villages, playing at sultans in countries we know little about only for it to result in millions of deaths further down the line, for centuries. That's the Great Britain people look back dewy-eyed upon. And we're still pretty close to that Britain, what with selling arms to something like fourteen countries on our human rights blacklist. I say bring in as many of these cats here as possible, and maybe they'll possibly edge their way into power one day and curtail the wholesale murder and neglect of their countrymen.
I do think it's important to have a bit of your own personal space to breathe and think in, which a lot of people in the UK just aren't getting. That's probably because we're focussing on vilifying these immigrants (who are suddenly referred to on the news as migrants now that it behoves them to put on sad puppy faces), rather than promoting unsung parts of the country. There's still a ton of spacious, almost deserted parts of Britain that can be filled in a little without having to encroach upon the countryside. Ironically, it's those places with the fewest [im]migrants which have the highest ratio of racists. Same ol' Oooh change! Oooh, the unknown! story.
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