English Minister Says Idyllic British Life "Never Really Existed"

 

Jenny Riddell-Carpenter, England’s Ministry for Nature, also called The Parliamentary Under‑Secretary of State (or PUSS), toils in the UK’s Department for Environment, Food & Rural Affairs (DEFRA), which is responsible for crafting government policy on nature recovery, biodiversity, land use, and related environmental priorities.

She recently told those attending a Labour Party conference, “If we don’t make the case for nature, there’ll be the far-right deciding and determining what that looks like. It’ll be a vision, a nostalgic vision of Britain, that never really existed. It’ll be that warm ale, a black Labrador by your feet in a pub that doesn’t exist, and with symbolism of fox hunting all around them, it’ll be a very far-right nostalgic vision of Britain that we don’t want to have, [and] never really existed.”

Pubs, ale, and dogs are not just symbolic of the far-right, but of the very far right?

Pubs were once central to British life-- a place to meet, talk, and bond. Sadly, for the formerly United Kingdom, the number of pubs will continue to shrink, fewer ales will be drunk, and fewer dogs will be lying contentedly at people’s feet, as the British Isles continue to be ceded to Muslims, many of them males of military age, because of suicidally empathetic clowns like Riddell-Carpenter.

In 1955, Britain had roughly 60,000–70,000 pubs, taverns, and inns, virtually all serving warm ale. And there are still more than 500 breeders of black Labradors in the UK. England’s oldest fox hunt, which is still running today, is the Bilsdale Hunt in Yorkshire, established by George Villiers, the Duke of Buckingham in 1668. And fox hunting was portrayed in a great many books, movies, and television series, odd for something that “never really existed.”

“Progressives”-- and assorted other leftist whackos-- stare us in the face and tell us, “reality is what we say it is. And history is, too.” Leftists despise nostalgia, tradition, and history because it threatens them. So they have no choice but to deny them, erase them, and then rewrite history. Fiction becomes truth, or at least commonly accepted knowledge, as truth is obfuscated and sent packing. Why is this so important? It should be abundantly clear, but in case it isn’t: history teaches us lessons, pattern recognition, and, along with tradition, gives us a shared bond. And the truth? Well, that could set us free.

You know what “never really existed,” Ms. Riddell-Carpenter? The world as you imagined it to be.

Britain has changed dramatically in recent years. It has decided to let its own girls be gang-raped and its institutions be overrun, while actively harassing-- and even imprisoning—its native citizens who point this out. Jolly Olde England is no longer jolly, and soon will not be England, at least in any real sense. It will just…fade away.

In fact, it will be as if it never really existed.