I just watched Niko’s video exposing racism within these English marches and—oh my God. Sometimes you almost forget how bad it is because you don’t want to believe it exists. But it does, and it’s dangerous.
They fear that we will “take over,” when in reality we don’t even want to take their country—we simply want to be a part of it. They struggle to accept that because their sense of superiority brings a feeling of entitlement, and that entitlement leads to exclusivity. In that exclusivity, they exist and we don’t. They perpetuate the very things they claim to fear from us—only it’s enabled because they’re white.
I’m proud to be British.
Both the left and the right are disillusioned with this Labour government. We don’t like Keir Starmer or any of his cronies. And so, inevitably, he’ll be voted out. But what’s the alternative?
Right now, the alternative is Nigel Farage—a man who will amplify this dangerous, divisive rhetoric to a point of real danger for this country I love. I come from an ethnically mixed background, yet I’m proud to be British. I grew up in London—a city built on multiculturalism.
The hatred and division being fuelled by those who seek to fracture us will only set up a dangerous time for Britain—but only if we continue down this path.
I’m proud to be British.
It’s never too late to change. I believe in our shared humanity enough to know we can make the positive, necessary changes this country needs—but only if we’re all willing.
Sadly, this willingness doesn’t exist on those marches. They view us as the enemy, when in truth, I want what’s best for this country just as much as they do. I just don’t look like them. I can’t help that. I didn’t ask to be born this way.
But I also didn’t ask to live in fear of death at the hands of their hatred—a hatred passed down for generations and now reignited by humanity’s true enemy.
I’m proud to be British.
The real issue is wealth inequality. Our elites—a small minority—own more than the vast majority combined. Private ownership (what they own) dwarfs public ownership (what we own).
Imagine being one of those elites. The economy only functions because we—the people—keep their machine turning. We’ve been willing to do so when we could still afford rent and food. But now, as wages stagnate and costs rise, they want us to blame each other instead of them.
If we were truly awake as a society, we’d see how their private ownership rises while our collective share falls. They’re pricing us out of everything, especially our basic human needs. The more they own, the more expensive life becomes.
We should be thinking: We must resist. We can’t let this happen. We must regain control as the majority.
But why don’t we hear this on the news?
Because they own the news. They own the media. They own the property. They own the government. They own it all.
All we truly control is ourselves. And if we become their puppets, we lose—not just individually, but as a people.
They want it to be me versus you, not us versus them—because we outnumber them.
I’m 20 years old. I don’t want to dedicate my life to this fight. But if inequality keeps growing, it will become more and more dangerous. We need to recognise the issue now and act before it’s too late. Don’t be fooled by those perpetuating the harm.
I’m sad. People are desperate—for different reasons—in a world more than capable of generosity. There is enough to go around, but not enough willingness to share. Some think they’re better than others for reasons as arbitrary as race or culture. That superiority—believed so strongly it becomes action at the expense of others—is the heart of the problem.
It’s disgusting.
On the left, even in their ideals, there’s space for the right—they acknowledge their existence. I can’t say the same for the right. In their ideals, other cultures don’t exist. Other races, to some, wouldn’t exist at all.
In a hypothetical world where Farage succeeds and only white Christians are welcome in Britain, what’s to stop this beautiful country from becoming an extremist hub for hatred? We risk becoming the very thing we once took pride in defeating during WWII.
We wave the British flag proudly. But if we continue down this path of racial and cultural superiority at the expense of human life, our flag will be no different to the one Churchill fought against.
Recognise the issue—even if you disagree with me—so we can progress together. If not, I don’t want my people to die at the hands of your hatred again. But if you force me into a corner, you will make me into the very thing you say I am.
I want to be good.
I want to be British.
I want to be one of you—because I already am.
We were fine. Now we are not. Why?
Because they want us at odds with each other.
And if you do recognise it, then you know you’re a racist—and you don’t care if I die.
Maybe Musk could be a white supremacist too and go to Mars, treating it as a white heaven. Is that the ideal? My life as the price of your heaven? It’s disgusting. It’s inhumane.
And I won’t let it happen.
I’m proud to be British.
Are you?
