> Britons never ever ever shall be Slavs!

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Back when slavery was rampant they used to say this to Africans to get them to come to Britain

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>>68375124
Why did they want Africans to come to Britain?

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>>68375183
To breed

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>>68375247
The English love their BBC.

>>68375353
I've heard its called CBC over there

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>>68375056
>he doesn't know about the great slav invasion of 1740

>>68375353
Why did you post an Irishman?

>>68375183
>Why did they want Africans to come to Britain?
so as to create a new underclass as many previous underclass white brits were seeing a raising quality of life and rise in wages

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>>68375425
Top o' the mornin' to ya mah laddy!

>>68375477
But really it was because the Third Earl of Wrigglesworth's wife had a tremendous appetite for Moorish talent.

Wrigglesworth agitated in parliament that the Kaffirs be let into Britain for the good they'd do the country's lonely housewives.

A point many a peer was sympathetic to.

>>68375673
>Third Earl of Wrigglesworth
he isn't real though

>>68375932
The Lordship of Wrigglesworth is an authentic title, dumbass.

>>68375056

What the actual fuck is that thing on the left?
Is it a homo with a scarf? Please don't tell me it has female genitalia

>>68376563
That's Mrs. Farage.

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>>68375573
Hey look! It's one of those primordial Irishmen.

Britannia needs no Boulevards,
No spaces wide and gay:
Her march was through the crooked streets
Along the narrow way.
Nor looks she where, New York’s seduction,
The Broadway leadeth to destruction.

Britannia needs no Cafés:
If Coffee needs must be,
Its place should be the Coffee-house
Where Johnson growled for Tea;
But who can hear that human mountain
Growl for an ice-cream soda-fountain?

She needs no Russian Theatre,
Where Father strangles Mother,
In scenes where all the characters
And colours kill each other:
Her boast is freedom had by halves,
And Britons never shall be Slavs.

But if not hers the Dance of Death,
Great Dostoievsky’s dance,
And if the things most finely French
Are better done in France—
Might not Americanisation
Be best applied to its own nation?

Ere every shop shall be a store
And every Trade a Trust . . .
Lo, many men in many lands
Know when their cause is just.
There will be quite a large attendance
When we Declare our Independence.