WE ARE TOO IGNORANT

Monday, 6 August 2007

We are too ignorant
Whats the point of having a history or culture if we do not relate to it. All this hard won experience is of no use if we ignore it. Lessons learnt the hard way are discarded for some kind of new way which flies in the face of history to our detriment. Do we feel that the problems of the world are our responsibility? Do we feel that because we have solved many of the mysteries of the world that we are somehow guilty because other cultures and nations are still not as developed as ours? Is the achievements we have made here in Brition so unacceptable to other in the world that we have to accept less than we should so they can feel included?
As a person who was born and brought up in another country I feel qualified to have an opinion on coming to this country for my own safety and well being. When I came here I had to accept that this country, Brition, was much better than the one I was born in and the last thing on my mind was bringing the useless bagage of that country with me. There are many millions of people who would give their right arm to be here, they que up for days at the British Embassy to apply for permission to come here, leaving behind all the ties that bind. The over riding fact is that they need to get out. So by making this effort they emotionally, physically and actually accept that their country is not a place where they can improve their circumstances.
Others risk life and limb to get here and others are allowed to just turn up and usually are given leave to stay.
The people of this country are the most tolerant people on this earth, bar none. Tolerate even the intollerant and in return get to be ridicule and abuse this great country in public without fear of retribution by the people or the state. Where else in the world would a person get so many benifits without even paying a penny into the system? But it is still not enough, the culture that they found so oppresive is the one they insist be allowed and respected. Mean while the British culture is disrespected and vilified as racist, unfair and immoral.
I cannot understand why the British people stand for it. As a Brition try moving to another country and try that, see how well that attitude is accepted?
I would have thought that the people coming here would do their utmost to be at least as British as the British and be grateful for the chance to have a new life. Some do and we are better for it but many many others have absolutely no desire to do so and indeed reject completly the notion of having to live with the native peoples who have made such sacrifices to accomadate them.
I warn you now, if you continue along this path every one of us will suffer. "Slaying the goose that lays the golden egg ." comes to mind.
Here is an anology which is apt.
The Giraffe and the Elephant
In a small suburban community, a giraffe had a new home built to his family’s specifications. It was a wonderful house for giraffes, with soaring ceilings and tall doorways. High windows ensured maximum light and good views while protecting the family’s privacy. Narrow hallways saved valuable space without compromising convenience. So well done was the house that it won the National Giraffe Home of the Year Award. The home’s owners were understandably proud.One day the giraffe, working in his state-of-the-art wood shop in the basement, happened to look out the window. Coming down the street was an elephant. "I know him," he thought. "We worked together on a PTA committee. He’s an excellent woodworker too. I think I’ll ask him in to see my new shop. Maybe we can even work on some projects." So the giraffe reached his head out the window and invited the elephant in.The elephant was delighted; he had liked working with the giraffe and looked forward to knowing him better. Besides, he knew about the wood shop and wanted to see it. So he walked up to the basement door and waited for it to open."Come in; come in," the giraffe said. But immediately they encountered a problem. While the elephant could get his head in the door, he could go no farther."It’s a good thing we made this door expandable to accommodate my wood shop equipment," the giraffe said. "Give me a minute while I take care of our problem." He removed some bolts and panels to let the elephant in.The two acquaintances were happily exchanging woodworking stories when the giraffe’s wife leaned her head down the basement stairs and called her husband: "Telephone, dear; it’s your boss.""I’d better take that upstairs in the den," the giraffe told the elephant. "Please make yourself at home; this may take a while."The elephant looked around, saw a half-finished project on the lathe table in the far corner, and decided to explore it further. As he moved through the doorway that led to the area of the shop, however, he heard an ominous scrunch. He backed out, scratching his head. "Maybe I’ll join the giraffe upstairs," he thought. But as he started up the stairs, he heard them to begin to crack. He jumped off and fell back against the wall. It too began to crumble. As he sat there disheveled and dismayed, the giraffe came down the stairs."What on earth is happening here?" the giraffe asked in amazement.I was trying to make myself at home," the elephant said.The giraffe looked around. "Okay, I see the problem. The doorway is too narrow. We’ll have to make you smaller. There’s an aerobics studio near here. If you’d take some classes there, we could get you down to size.""Maybe," the elephant said, looking unconvinced."And the stairs are too weak to carry your weight," the giraffe continued. "If you took a ballet class at night, I’m sure we could get you light on your feet. I really hope you’ll do it. I like having you here.""Perhaps," the elephant said. "But to tell you the truth, I’m not sure a house designed for a giraffe will ever really work for an elephant, not unless there are some major changes."
The qustion this raises for me is, Why would you want an elephant in the room? Surly it will not work out for you or the elephant and it will be you who will be more than likely not have a house.
This is The United Kingdom of Great Britain not the united nations, if you do not find it to your liking please leave as soon as possible, we wish you good luck, happiness and hope you find a place where you can be contented. For us who want to be here and accept this way of life we would very much like to carry on improving this great nation with hard work and pride.
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