A group calling itself “Street Pastors Kingston” approached me while I was waiting for the bus home, at first they left me alone when I told them I was out drinking because it was the anniversary of a friends suicide, they gave me their condolences and went on with their business.

When I saw they were getting nowhere with the misfits and strays of the Kingston clubbing fraternity, I summoned them back over. I told them I was pleased to see a Christian group and that I opposed the islamification of England. This was greeted by an uncomfortable silence, as their card was given to me, the realisation dawned on me that a great deal of the people waiting at the bus stop were of north african, and possibly islamic stock, with their white slags and whores obviously prostituting themselves to the highest bidder.

As I said my goodbyes and bid this noble Christian group farewell, and they nodded their disapproval when I commented on the white girls with black males, and stepped onto the bus, I felt the glares and the presence of these islamic fellows. Turns out they heard EVERY single word of my conversation with the Christian group. The bus ride was no picnic, I sat down and was surrounded, tactically by these islamic men, glaring all the way down to Richmond. I felt truelly threatened for almost all the journey home, while they spoke in arabic I gleened small soundbites from their conversation “kuffar” while they intently focussed their gaze on me, mainly. It was enough to show me their dominance, they outnumbered me several times over.

How can we contend with this in the west, our society is fractured beyond repair…… islamics seem to all be united, yet our young white men clash over football….is there any way at all we can unite our people to fight the threat we face, the threat that has been brought upon us by those who should have been our protectors, those who we trusted to keep our nations safe? We have been subverted, too much and for too long……. men who agreed with me at the pub about immigration and islamification, derided me for voting BNP in the recent Euro’s.

There was no great clash or fight, one pulled a knife, just far enough out of his pocket to show me that they were capable of bloodshed, and the others words were filled with hatred. I have yet to report this undoubted hate crime to the police. I know I should, but I was threatened both physically and verbally, as well as with weapons. It’s just I know what would happen: I would get indicted for a hate crime, just for knowing what an arabic word was, and the perps would get away scott free.

Sorry for my drunking and raging ramblings!

I voted for the above, knowing what will follow:

“For when they are saying, “Peace and safety,” then sudden destruction will come on them, like birth pains on a pregnant woman; and they will in no way escape” (1 Thessalonians 5:3)