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Cold Wind Over Europe

Cold is the wind in Europe It is a stormy evening brown leaves flying in the storm, they a re dank and slimy, torn from the tree with no home to call their own. I`m thinking of Macron, the president of France He is extolling globalisation, I`m a nationalist I come from a country that has naturally evolved has its own culture and an unspoken agreement on how people should perform. We don`t want a global nation with one culture one language, one thought as dictated by a newspaper owned by the globalists. It has been tried before under the dictatorship of Stalin. Macron is, in the words of Oscar Wilde:” Deep down he is a shallow thinker.” Migrants are welcomed in my country if the can blend be as us and not a confused mob demanding changes in the way we have accepted the system as it is. Mass migration is a manufactured phenomenon it could be avoided by investing in the countries they hail from and is political to sow discord in Europe. We see how the USA a beacon democracy, has been turned into a semi- tyranny helped by the opaque forces of Zionism they want globalisation to serve their end that is to enslave and bend us to their will. The working class in Britain get it and the ditto Germans to see the way their countries are going and protests because of the know if this is not stopped a new war will begin a war that can only benefit the Zionists.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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