Islam Versus Europe
December 19, 2013
More and more people are realising that the hippy generation, those charming young innocents with flowers in their hair, effectively destroyed the greatest civilisation the world has ever known. They took the wealth, both literal and figurative, that generations of their ancestors had amassed and blew it all on one massive spending spree. They awarded themselves generous welfare and pension entitlements which their contributions did not cover. The next generation would have to break their backs trying to pay for the hippies’ retirement. They threw open the borders to the hordes of Africa and Asia so they could indulge their moral vanity and tell themselves what fine people they were. But it was the succeeding generations who would have to live with the consequences in the form of jihad, a fractured society where freedom is continually being suppressed further and the holocaust of crime the aliens have unleashed against the indigenes. One self-indulgent generation threw away what it took thousands of years to build up.
Even mainstream commentators are starting to pick up on this now. We are seeing articles pointing out that the next generation is going to be poorer than the one before. (See here).
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Every generation has its cross to bear.
For those born at the turn of the 19th century, it was either war or the Spanish flu, or if you were really unlucky, both.
My grandparents lived through the Holocaust, post-war austerity and the threat of nuclear annihilation.
Their generation fought and died for what they believed in, sacrificed their youth (and their health and sanity) for the greater good, worked hard to build a better world for their children.
They also produced the most pampered, self-indulgent, ungrateful and selfish generation ever to have walked this earth: the Baby Boomers.
Look at the legacy those born just after World War II have left their children, i.e. my generation. Generation joyless. Generation left-to-pick-up-the-pieces. Generation debt. Generation no-you-can’t-afford-a-mortgage. Generation, basically, stuffed.
This week the Institute for Fiscal Studies issued a report confirming what everyone in their 40s already knows: we earn less, work harder, can’t afford decent housing, have little or no job and financial security, massive personal debt, no savings — and when we do eventually get to retire somewhere around the age of 103, our pensions will be tiny.
Granted, it’s nowhere near as bad as dying in a shell hole in the Somme. But, in view of the golden opportunities our parents were given, it is more than a little irritating.
The boomers were charmed. They had excellent free education, all the way to university, and job prospects galore.
In the late Sixties and Seventies, a working man could afford to buy a reasonable-sized house and support his family. He could look forward to paying his mortgage off and a decent retirement.
And if Britain wasn’t good enough for you, there was always the rest of the world: Europe, America, Asia: it was all to play for.
My generation needs two incomes just to keep their eyes above water. For many, paying off the mortgage is a pipe dream. We will have to sell our homes and use what little we have left to fund our retirements which, knowing our luck, will coincide with a massive property price crash.
We’ll probably end our days sharing a bedroom with our poor children who, bless them, are even more doomed than us.
Will you end up poorer than your parents? Children of the 60s and 70s are worse off because of meagre pay rises, dwindling pensions and sky-high property prices.
As for escaping abroad, there’s no point: the rest of the world is in the same boat. The Boomers had it all; but instead of supporting the infrastructures and institutions that gave them such advantages, they set about systematically dismantling them in the name of progress.
Education, family values, social responsibility: all that dreary old stuff went out the window in favour of a culture of responsibility-free hedonism. And now we are paying the price.
Revolution is all very well; but if you tear something down, inevitably someone’s going to have to clear up the mess you make. And it seems that someone is my generation.
The ones who instead of free love, cheap houses, fast cars and a seemingly never-ending supply of fun got global warming, Aids, Kajagoogoo, austerity and the hideous Toyota Prius (or Pious, as my husband calls it). Thanks, guys.
There’s no denying that the Baby Boomers were (are) a wonderful, vibrant and hugely entertaining lot. They tore down social barriers, gave us great music, movies, fashion, design, literature. They were creative and adventurous in a thousand ways — and they had one hell of a party.
But they’re not the ones suffering the hangover. It’s us, their children, and their children’s children, on our hands and knees trying to get the metaphoric candle wax out of the carpet while they look on, gently sipping a Bloody Mary.
No one ever had it so good. And chances are, they never will.
Source: Daily Mail
Of course, the mainstream accounts leave out the invasion factor. But the third-worlders have bankrupted every country in western Europe that they have colonised. Only systematic falsification and concealment of evidence by our ruling classes conceals this essential truth. It turns out that when you let a horde of third-worlders into a civilised country, they turn it into a third-world country. Who’d have thunk? I mean, according to the Equality Cult, people are all the same, right?