“Only one in every 70 migrants suspected of being in the country illegally is arrested, Home Office figures revealed last night… Government data handed to the Daily Express shows 28,442 were held in Britain in the past two years despite migration experts putting the total of people here without permission as high as two million.
The figures – reporting that the foreign nationals come from 159 different countries… have sparked fresh calls for Britain to quit the EU and reclaim control of our frontiers. Critics say the problem is the result of a soft-touch approach to immigration over decades…
Newly-elected Ukip MEP Tim Aker said: ‘It is out of control. These arrests barely scratch the surface and show the Government’s distasteful go-home wagons were a gimmick and not a reflection they were serious about combating illegal immigration. Tackling this epidemic would be a top priority for Ukip as we are the only party that would get back control of our borders’…
The figures, which were obtained under a Freedom of Information request, show individuals from Pakistan, India and Bangladesh account for more than half those arrested…
The figures will be embarrassing for Prime Minister David Cameron as he has repeatedly stressed his intention to try to slash net migration to the tens of thousands.
Between July 2011 and January 2012, 350 overseas offenders avoided deportation on human rights grounds, and a further 285 did the same between July 2012 and January 2013.”
It is an invasion.
A ceaseless sixty-year invasion sanctioned by those we vote for. Those we vote for to take care of our interests. Two million illegals, on top of all the rest, was that ever likely to 'take care of our interests?'
Our leaders have betrayed us. Many of them knowingly. They knew what they were doing and they were up for it.
What of those who vote for them even now? How can you describe such people?
Lemmings? Sheeple? Turkeys voting for Christmas? All of the above, I reckon.
Sometimes people ask me why I bother. Why fight for those who are so irredeemably dim? So hell-bent on their own dispossession?
Well, I don’t fight for them. They aren’t worth fighting for, of course they’re not.
I fight for their ancestors who, most certainly, did not die the deaths in all the wars dreamt up for them to die in by the Kings and Queens and Princes and Prime Ministers of the time, just so their descendants could throw away everything they ever fought for in just two short generations.
I fight for them. But most of all, I fight for the children and grandchildren of the lemings and the sheeple and the turkeys.
I fight for them when those who should will not.