Tuesday, September 10, 2013

More on Immigration in Airstrip One

Cartoon by BALOO.

As I've pointed out before, English libertarians are much more rational, by and large, on the immigration question than are American libertarians.  The latter have swallowed the liberal narrative on the subject whole, and their understanding of history and nationalism is all based on Ellis Island mythology, with the proto-Zionist Emma Lazarus' doggerel about "huddled masses" elevated above the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution, not to mention the other writings of the Founding Fathers and their philosophical predecessors.

It's easier for the English in a way, because their ethnic history hasn't been distorted nearly as much as ours has.  We are a nation, in the ethnic sense, being a colony of British people who have absorbed immigrants chiefly from our ethnic siblings and cousins in Europe over the years into our culture. This notion of absorption, or assimilation, has fallen out of favor in recent times, and while Irishmen or Germans of a century ago were damn well expected to assimilate to American culture, current immigrants from Haiti or Cambodia are encouraged to retain their Third World ways and sneer at American culture.

While all too many American libertarians welcome the latter situation, marinated as they are in the cultural marxism of the chattering class, English libertarians are somehow much more difficult to fool, and they are adversaries to English leftists while American libertarians seem to be dedicated to assisting our liberals/neocons with their multicultural agenda.  This, from the Libertarian Alliance:

Immigration: a matter of law and custom

by Richard North

Immigration: a matter of law and custom

I am a white Englishman, born in London where, with no wind and stilled traffic, you might just hear the sound of Bow bells. I was taught English, first to speak and then to read and write, and do tolerably well in my native tongue.

Thus, when my local council communicates with me, I really do not need an attachment to the letter – a personal letter addressed to me by name, from a named official – telling me in ten different languages what to do if I don’t understand the letter I have been sent.
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Neither do I need to see in the waiting room of my local hospital – an English hospital in an English city – garish leaflets printed variously in Hindi, Urdu, Punjabi, Gujarati and Bengali.

Nor do I appreciate the irony that on the Indian sub-continent from where these languages emanate, there are so many different languages that no single Indian can speak them all. English is an official language, the language in which most official documents are published – including Supreme Court judgements.

And there lies the cause of much of our ills and frustrations in this benighted country of ours. Much, for instance, has been said and will be said about the vexed subject of immigration, and there is rightly much resentment at the politicians who have so recklessly opened our borders and removed any vestige of effective controls.

But many of the problems we now encounter arise not entirely from the presence of incomers in the country. We have dealt with waves of immigration before, and this country has a proud tradition of assimilating new people and absorbing their traditions. Not by accident has the curry transcended mere food and become an art form.

The problems so often come about by the pusillanimous attitude of officialdom to immigrants, their pursuit of “multiculturalism” and their unwillingness to insist that they conform, to our standards rather than the other way around. These are the officials who so thoughtlessly and unnecessarily attach leaflet in ten different languages to a personal letter to me.

From the same stable, we get an insolent, 21-year-old “madam” turning up in a burkha at Blackfriars Crown Court, charged with intimidating a witness, and the refusing to remove her veil to allow her face to be seen.

Her barrister, Claire Burtwistle, then has the nerve to tell the court the woman is not prepared to lower her veil at all while men were in the room. “In front of women, it is not an issue”, she says. “It is simply men that she will not allow to see her face”.

The egregious Burtwistle goes on to suggest that a female police officer or prison officer could identify the defendant and confirm to the court that it is the same person as in the police arrest photos.

And then we get the “multi-cults” nibbling at the edges. Prosecutor Sarah Counsell not only accepts this insult but even consents to it, as does the craven policeman in charge of the case. He says he is “content” that he recognised the defendant while she was hiding in her burkha.

Fortunately, this time, the judge is made of sterner stuff. He refuses to accept the affectation of this Muslim woman that her burkha is a religious necessity. It is not. Instead, he tells her that she must remove her veil before she can enter a plea.

Judge Peter Murphy said the principle of open justice overrode the woman’s “religious beliefs” – or, in this case, politically-motivated affectation – and warned there was a risk a different person could go into the dock pretending to be her.

Unfortunately, the woman, resident in Hackney, east London, not so very far from where I was brought up, apparently cannot be identified for “legal reasons”. This is a pity. Her name should be placed before the public so that she can be duly shamed for insolence.

But at least she got a tongue-lashing for Judge Murphy, doubtless delivered in the politest and most gentlemanly of tones, as he told her: “It is necessary for this court to be satisfied that they can recognise the defendant”. He added: “‘While I obviously respect the right to dress in any way she wishes, certainly while outside the court, the interests of justice are paramount”.

This is how it should be. In this our England, it is for the foreigner to conform. It is for the immigrant to obey our rules and have some regard to the sensibilities of the settled population. And, most of all, it is for English officials, appointed under British law and paid in pounds sterling by British taxpayers, to uphold the laws and customs of this country.

And if they did, we would perhaps have considerably less friction over the vexed question of immigration, notwithstanding that, had our laws and customs been honoured in the first place, our borders would not have been so recklessly opened.

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