The bottom line of this perhaps rather long narrative, is not, as I initially started out as a perhaps green, green badge cab driver, who did not move to the valley of Diesel “Ilford” with the obligatory new cab, wife, mortgage and two kids.

No one more surprised than I at the realisation of what has materialised, a first hand description humiliation and deprivation of the British working class from the 1930's.

This erosion brought about entirely by deliberate policy of successive governments.. and the ten draconian years of Tony Blair who deliberately, for whatever reason, encouraged the influx of irrepresible waves of the World's disenchanted onto these shores, by doing so, creating a powerful, intimidating, devisive weapon against the indigenous labouring masses and a hard core of … crime, poverty and unemployment… the triple iron fist of all governments,plus Enron, 9/11, Afghan conflict over oil, Kosovo all emphatically used by Blair; any outcry was by "politically incorrect racists" as Dr David Kelly was to find to the cost of his life.

The differential between rich and poor, is greater now, than during the Middle Ages.

Hackney...

My existence appeared almost a poor dream. Hackney... subsiding in its own poverty, its crushing burden of immigrants from every part of the world, sliding silently, insidiously in, taking up every vacant nook... every cranny. Overnight the Borough stopped being part of England, simply an ‘Any man’s Land’. Whoever opposed this metamorphoses was soon overcome by sheer weight of numbers and a suitable name was concocted “Racist” basically meaning any one who opposes giving away their own Country to a nondescript hoard of people unable to get a living wherever they came from. It quickly spread that by coming here they would not have to concern themselves with work, nor would there be a housing problem. They simply had to appear on the right Town Hall Steps where they would be given money and housing on demand for their large families... families that nobody else wanted.

A strange Government policy... cultural suicide.

The rot was in.

Ancient English Kings, turning in their graves.

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