Monday, 7 April 2014

Hattersley's harmonious hordes

On 31 July 2009, Labour’s former Deputy Leader, Lord Roy Hattersley, said this in The Guardian:

"Members of parliament ought to enjoy looking after the people who elected them."

If only, Roy. If only. He then said this:
"For most of my 33 years in Westminster, I was able to resist Sparkbrook's demands... otherwise, my first decade would have been spent opposing all Commonwealth immigration and my last calling for withdrawal from the European Union."
So actually, Roy, you spent your time in parliament NOT looking after the people who elected you. They didn't want Commonwealth immigration, you gave it to them. They didn't want the EU, you did your best to ensure they couldn't escape from it. Doling out what Mr and Mrs England never wanted was what you really enjoyed doing, now wasn’t it, Roy?

Boy-oh-boy, if giving us what we never wanted was looking after us, you ARE NOT a traitor and I AM a queue-jumping immigrant. Speaking of which, Hattersley said this later in his essay:
"Sometimes I felt guilty about using what little influence I possessed on behalf of constituents (Commonwealth immigrants) who wanted to elbow their way to the front of the queue."
Well, if you ever felt guilty about betraying us, Roy, I must say you did a damn, fine job of covering it up.

On 6 November 2009, Hattersley said this in The Daily Mail:
"I feel English… English is what I am... I am an English patriot."
Keep taking the tablets, Roy. If you're a patriot, my dad was a Zulu and my dear old ma, the Ayatollah Khomeini.

In Denys Blakeway's brilliant 8 March 2008 documentary ‘Rivers of Blood,’ which, extraordinarily, was cleared for viewing by the ‘biased’ BBC, Hattersley can be seen saying this:
"Diversity was the (forced) encouragement of people to live together in harmony (or else) despite their differences and rejoice in their differences rather than deplore them." 

If the white population of Birmingham, those who still remember what it was like before Hattersley's harmonious hordes arrived, were asked if such unwanted living arrangements were ever a cause for rejoicing, what would their answer be, do you think?

'Rivers of blood' documented Enoch Powell's 1968 speech and the reaction to it at the time. Hattersley poured scorn on those who reacted positively thus:
"I remember an interview with one of the dockers on television in which he said that dockers were 'tolerant and moderate people but when our women are threatened, then we stand up'. And I wanted to shout at the television set 'what do you mean by your women being threatened, who's threatening your women’?”
He then described that docker and the many others like him as 'not very thinking people.'

What do you ‘think’ of the Muslim paedophiles who drug, rape and prostitute our little girls, Roy?

Nowadays, (since New Labour got the boot) there's plenty of evidence out there informing we non-thinkers that, somewhere along the line of the drugging, raping and prostituting, said paedos were 'threatening' their victims on a regular basis. Are you seriously trying to tell us that you were unaware of these things when you were interviewed? You really are full of the proverbial, Roy.

And it's not just paedophilia, is it? Check out the Rogues' Gallery, lots of lovely, fluffy diversity in there, Roy. All of it disharmonious. All of it a subject for 'rejoicing' only in the foetid imaginations of those who committed the atrocities therein and, perhaps, the secret diaries of those, like you, who aided and abetted their anti-indigenous depredations.

A little while later, Hattersley says this of Enoch Powell and the effect of his speech:
"All over Britain racism had suddenly been made respectable... Normally this kind of thing is said in the bars of the worst sort of public houses, but suddenly this was told... by a respectable figure...

I HATED him then and I HATE him now."
Did you hate the dockers as well, Roy? Did you hate those who frequented 'the worst sort of public houses,' the 'not very thinking people' and those who didn't 'rejoice in their differences', as well?

Did you hate all of the many, many British people who expressed their support for an MP who wanted his country to remain as it was before you and see-further-know-better 'diversity' wallahs decided to change it forever?

I like Enoch. He didn't get everything right but he did on that day in April 1968, when he chanced to be one of the very few British MPs who ever ever appeared 'to enjoy looking after the people who elected them.'

I don't like you though, Roy. In fact, I hate you with all my heart. I sincerely wish and all like you every ill. However, I pray that you live a very long life. I think it would a grotesque injustice if a man like you were to pass on peacefully before those whom you disenfranchised with such fabulously self-righteous abandon over so many years had the chance to express their opinion of you.

Vengeance and the rope awaits you and your ilk, Roy. After all the horror, do not cheat us of a wee, small scrap of restitution by leaving us too soon.

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On 8 October 2013, The Daily Mail told us this:
"Roy Hattersley remarries at age of 80... His bride is the Labour peer’s long-time companion, literary agent, Maggie Pearlstine ('senior master of a pack of hounds based at the (Duke of Devonshire's) stately pile, Chatsworth House')...

The wedding came weeks after Hattersley obtained a quickie divorce from his first wife... to whom he was married for 57 years."
Maggie Pearlstine, whose brother, Norman, is the former editor of both 'Time' and 'The Wall Street Journal,' is Jewish.


  1. Pearlstine, a jew?

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  3. Just followed a link from SF to this blog - very interesting and informative. By coincidence I stumbled across a quaint looking book of his the other day on amazon entitled.... "In Search of England". I kid you not, this is the product description....

    "Passionate, affectionate and indefatigably curious, In Search of England makes a journey around the English countryside and character. England is the most various of countries; within its borders, life changes mile on mile. Roy Hattersley celebrates crumbling churches and serene Victorian architecture, magnificent hills and wind-whipped coast, our music, theatre and local customs, and, above all, the quirky good humour and resilience of England's denizens. In Search of England is an unapologetic love story, a paean of praise for all the fascinating variety and flavour of England's places and people."