A Speech to the Clarendon Club, 1990.
AS AN HISTORIAN -- and a very independent minded historian of whom the newspapers in this country are frightened -- I can point to certain episodes in my lifetime when we took those wrong turnings, and in the course of the next hour I am going to look at the people who were responsible, and try and mark what we must watch out for in the future. Because the people who "did it before" could "do it again". I know that the newspapers in this country are particularly apprehensive about me, because when my Winston Churchill biography came out two years ago, they alone ganged up in a conspiracy of silence to ignore the book. This is not just the petulant outburst of an injured author who finds that his book is not being reviewed. I know this was a ganging-up, because I made inquiries. Every other book that I have written over thirty years had been prominently reviewed by the British press, usually in unison. The Churchill biography came out to a blanket of silence here, although in Australia it had been Number One top' best seller within ten days -- right across the continent of Australia, from coast to coast. It met the same success in New Zealand, Canada, South Africa. So in London I took a step which for an author is most unusual: I wrote to every Literary Editor, and asked: Why? One of them replied: David Holloway, of the Daily Telegraph. He said: "Mr. Irving, we took a decision last November to ignore your book." Now, if you buy Martin Gilbert's opus on Churchill, you are confronted with two salient facts: the first is Gilbert's religion -- so you are not going to find out anything there about the forces which held sway over Winston Churchill from July 1936 onwards; and the second is that Gilbert was partly funded, as he himself frankly admits in the introduction, by foundations close to the Churchill family. I am not of course criticising Mr. Gilbert for that. But how remarkable that not one single English reviewer has mentioned the latter fact.|
SELF CENSORSHIP! AND my lack of this kind of self censorship, over thirty years of writing books, is what has got me into trouble: my refusal to kowtow, my refusal to be apprehensive about mentioning these things. I can give you one very vivid example from my own literary career. I wrote a history of the Hungarian uprising of 1956. In 1981 it was published by Hodder & Stoughton, Ltd (my publishers in this country are all of the finest pedigree). In my research for that book, I went behind the Iron Curtain seven or eight times and researched in the Hungarian archives and the Party archives; in Moscow I interviewed the Russian general [Pavel Batov] who had commanded the tanks that crushed the uprising; in the United States I researched in files of the Central Intelligence Agency and the American President Dwight D. Eisenhower, and I got to the bottom of what really happened. I very rapidly found out, as I read the C.I.A. refugee-profiles, that there was one unifying factor in the Budapest Government against which the entire Hungarian people rose in their outrage, which was not mentioned anywhere else. This was that every single member of the hated Hungarian Communist government -- Ernö Gerö, Joseph Reval, Miklos Farkas, all these "funkies", the funcionariosok in Budapest, were all of the same religion; the Hungarian Uprising began in fact as a typical oldfashioned pogrom. Nobody mentioned it in print at the time, and (almost) nobody else has mentioned it subsequently, although this was the most important feature of the Uprising of 1956.
ONLY ONE PERSON in authority, to my knowledge, has ever drawn attention to this unhappy unifying feature: that the torturers, the murderers, and the police ministers of all these countries where the Bolsheviks had taken power, whether briefly or permanently, were all linked by that one characteristic feature. And that person was Winston Churchill! Churchill wrote an article which was so viciously antisemitic that I would certainly hesitate to put my name to it.
I WAS DEEPLY shocked when I found all this out, because at that point -- I was in my thirties -- I was so blueeyed and innocent that I did not believe that British politicians took slush money from anyone, and certainly not when it was against the interests of their own country. Later on, as I continued to research my Churchill biography, I found that they were all at it. Labour, Liberal, Conservative, Unionist -- they were all taking money, and it wasn't only from the Pay Office at the House of Commons. Churchill wasn't in the Cabinet in the 1930s, he was in the wilderness. So how could he afford his huge staff at, Chartwell, his country house? (Indeed, how could he afford the country house!) He had a staff of gardeners, nurses, nannies, secretaries, ghost-writers and chauffeurs; and all of these people were apparently being paid out of his salary as a Member of Parliament, five hundred pounds per annum. The answer is, he was taking money from other places, and not one newspaper commented on this fact. His entire group, The Focus, which included such names as Harold Macmillan, my own illustrious publisher, and a large number of other Conservative Members of Parliament and Labour Members of Parliament, influential former ministers and businessmen they were directly or indirectly in the pay of people like those North London businessmen or foreign governments. After the Munich Agreement of September 29, 1938, when Mr. Neville Chamberlain -- who was not in the pay of anyone, so far as I know went over to see Adolf Hitler and to sign, with Benito Mussolini and Edouard Daladier, the agreement which effectively spelt the end of Czechoslovakia as a military force in Europe, the Czech Government realized that their time had run out. One of the Conservative MPs in The Focus, General Sir Edward Spears, had a wife, an American novelist called Mary Borden. I found her private diary in Boston University, in Massachusetts. And there it was: October 3 1938 -- four days after the Munich Agreement was signed -- there was Lady Spears writing, totally unabashed, "Poor Edward. Now there's bound to be a General Election." "Faced with the prospect of losing £.2,000 a year from the Czechs." Can you believe it! "And his seat in Parliament." It is there in black and white in the diary of this lady, the wife of the Conservative Member of Parliament for Carlisle. In the files I found a telephone call which the Czech Ambassador Mr. Jan Masaryk made in September 1938 to Prague saying, Mr. Churchill is asking for more!
WHAT SHOULD WE have done, if we had had politicians who were statesmen for Britain, through and through, and who knew only the redwhite-and-blue flag of our forefathers, and who weren't in foreign pay? We should have said to the Poles: so, you've got a squabble with Herr Hitler? You've got a squabble with Germany?- sort it out yourselves! Our empire is more important to us. (Applause). And if we had had trueblooded English statesmen at that time, then they should have said to the immigrants and refugees who flooded towards our shores, and whom we quite naturally took on board, as we shall always take on board people who are desperately, sincerely, fearful for their lives, they should have said to them: You are guests. So long as you are our guests here, then you do as we English decree! But we are not going to be led astray by you. We should have said to these people: so, you have a squabble with the Nazi Party? -- sort it out yourselves! Because it was a squabble: these people had started an international boycott of Germany as soon as the Nazis came to power; for four, five or six years before that they had been fighting a war, from inside the police stations and inside the newspapers in Berlin and Hamburg and Munich against the rise of National Socialism in Germany. Any historian can tell you this. It was a fight between these two forces in Germany. And it was fought with the cudgel and the cosh and the pistol and the dagger in the darkness. And what had it got to do with Britain or the British Empire? Nothing whatsoever. (Applause). But there we were, encouraged to interfere, because these people who came flooding toward our shores found that their friends were already here in the media. And the situation has become progressively worse over the decades since then. You only have to look at the concentration of British media power in the hands of a foreign-born executive like Mr. Robert Maxwell to realize the danger that the British people, as a proud entity, is now in.
WE TRIED TO pick up the pieces in 1945. We still don't really know what happened. The important historical records are still closed, even though ostensibly we should see all records that are thirty years old. You go down the road to Kew and have a look at the archives there and you will find that you are not shown what you want to see. Take the summer of 1940, when Britain came to its other fateful crossroads, after France, Poland, the Low Countries, Norway and Denmark were all in German hands: at this point in Britain's tragic history, our "deadly foe" Adolf Hitler came to us with an offer so generous that you can only scratch your head now and ask, Well, what went wrong? I've seen it in the German, the Swedish, the Swiss and the American archives; but there are only vague traces of it in the British archives, because it has all been blanketed out -- pasted over, like certain paragraphs in the Cabinet minutes of May, June, and July 1940, which you are not allowed to read even now, fifty years later. The peace offer was this: Hitler declared that he was prepared to pull his armies out of France, Holland, Belgium, Norway, Denmark, Poland and Czechoslovakia -- out of all these territories except of course for the regions which had been German before and which he had fought the war over. Now that he had the territories like Alsace and Lorraine back, he was not going to let them go. Hitler told us, through emissaries. In Sweden, he informed Victor Mallet, the British ambassador; Hitler sent a lawyer called Ludwig Weissauer to him in August 1940. In America, it was Hans Thomsen, the German ambassador, approached by the British ambassador, Lord Lothian, a very upright Christian gentleman. Every attempt that the Germans made to bring the details of their historic Peace Offer to the attention of the British people was killed by Winston Churchill, because, of course, he had only just come to power himself, on May 10, 1940: he could not afford to have peace now. If peace broke out in June or July 1940, he, Winston Churchill, would be finished. No statue in Parliament Square for Churchill! So he decided to fight on. He made those magnificent speeches in the House, and he had them broadcast by the B.B.C. -- not by himself, because he was not fit to broadcast in the evenings, so Norman Shelley of the B.B.C. did it. (Those of you who are my age will remember him from Children's Hour -- I always thought he was Larry the Lamb, but apparently he was the Mayor of Toytown.) Norman Shelley himself told me this, and I checked it out in the B.B.C.'s files; sure enough, every other Churchill broadcast is there -- he did not get paid, but the contract is there -- except for these key speeches that summer. You remember: "...If the British Empire and its Commonwealth lasts for a thousand years men will still say, This was their finest hour." He didn't broadcast that speech. It was broadcast by Larry the Lamb. (Loud laughter).
CHURCHILL HAD TO MAKE the British people think they were in danger of invasion. He knew they weren't, because he was reading the German codes: in May 1940 we had broken the German airforce operational code, and he knew that Britain was in no danger of invasion whatsoever. He knew from reading the German High Command's most secret messages -- he alone: not his Cabinet, and not his General Staff -- he knew that Hitler was planning to invade Russia. That's how Churchill made the bold move sending Britain's only armoured division out to the Middle East that summer. The Chief of the Imperial Staff said, "Prime Minister, isn't this a serious risk to the British Isles, when we may be facing invasion -- as you say -- at any moment?" Churchill said, "That's a risk that I think, on balance we can take!" Winston Churchill, in his own memoirs, marks Stanley Baldwin in the index with the entry: "Puts Party before Country. But Mr. Churchill put himself before his Party, and his Party before the country. He was determined to stay in office, by hook or by crook, and to that end, we now know from the British Air Ministry files, he deliberately provoked the bombing of London. The war had to be prolonged. Over the next few weeks there are going to be anniversaries until they're coming out of your ears and eyeballs: the Battle of Britain, the Few, the Fourteenth of September -- there is going to be speech after speech, and broadcast after broadcast, and I guarantee that not one of them is going to tell you what you can find in my Churchill biography, that Churchill himself deliberately provoked the attack on London, because he needed it to kill off the peace movement in Britain. Enough people knew about the German peace offer in the summer of 1940 to want to accept it. In his own Cabinet, Lord Beaverbrook, the minister of aircraft production; Lord Halifax, the foreign secretary; Neville Chamberlain, the former primeminister -- all wanted peace!
'He deliberately provoked the bombing of London. The war had to be prolonged'
The only way out of this dilemma that he saw was to provoke That Man to bomb our London. So Churchill started bombing Berlin, which until that time had not been bombed. Churchill knew from codebreaking that Hitler had ordered that under no circumstances was London to be bombed. Hitler had actually banned the bombing of any British towns as such; the Luftwaffe was bombing Portsmouth dockyards and places like Liverpool for the docks, but they were not bombing towns; and London was totally embargoed. We've got these records and orders from the German side. Churchill knew it from codebreaking. He had to smash his way through Hitler's own magnanimity somehow. One afternoon, it was August 3, a Sunday afternoon -- General Charles de Gaulle visited Churchill at Chequers and he found that little portly prime minister, Britain's Nemesis, standing in the middle of the lawn at Chequers, shaking his fist at the sky, saying: "Why won't you come!" (Laughter). Because -- Hitler wasn't attacking London. So at the end of August Churchill bombed Berlin -- not just once but seven times. The telephone conversations between Churchill and R.A.F. Bomber Command headquarters are in the archives now: you can see where Churchill makes the decision. Sir Charles Portal, at that time the commander-inchief of Bomber Command, said, But Prime Minister, I draw your attention to the fact that this may result in the Germans lifting their embargo and bombing London. Churchill just twinkled. After the sixth or seventh British raid, Hitler made his famous speech in Berlin -- September 4, 1940 -- in which he said that if the British came and bombed Berlin once more then he would "eradicate" British cities. Churchill 'phoned Bomber Command once again: "Bomb Berlin".
THE DAY AFTER that, the Blitz begins. On September 7, a thousand German bombers in broad daylight come down the Thames, bombing the East End of London. Three hundred and sixty Londoners die. Mr. Churchill himself, forewarned by the codebreakers, has fled to Oxfordshire. Over the next month, September 1940, seven thousand are killed, including 700 children. It is the end of Britain's hopes for peace. That was a fateful turning point for the British Empire not in the way you might think, not in the sense of being "saved by Britain fighting alone," but in the sense of being doomed. Because the war continued, thereby prolonging Winston Churchill's period in office. By early December 1940 Britain was already bankrupt. No more dollars; President Roosevelt sent an American battleship to Simonstown to pick up our last gold reserves in South Africa, £50,000,000. From that point on we were totally in the pocket of the Americans. Let us not forget, Winston Churchill was half-American. "The greatest living Englishman" is a lie: he put the United States of America before the Empire whenever there was an alternative in front of him. He did not consult with Mackenzie King in Canada. He did not consult with the New Zealand Prime Minister Fraser, he did not consult with the Viceroy of India about what he was doing: he travelled across the Atlantic in August of 1941 and consulted with President Roosevelt! Off Newfoundland, on the very threshold of Canada, and he did not even tell the Canadian prime minister he was there. Mackenzie King found out purely by chance that Churchill was there, consulting with a neutral president. And we still don't know precisely what intermediaries had passed between Roosevelt and Churchill in the years before 1939. We know that on one occasion Felix Frankfurter, the first U.S. Supreme Court justice of his race, was sent over to London by Roosevelt to consult with Churchill. At that time Churchill was still drawing money from those authorities in London, who were in turn being financed by similar bodies in the United States Clark Eichelberger & Co.
'I should like to think there is somebody, somewhere, making up a "little list" of names of people'
If we take a leap forward into 1941: I have obtained copies of the private papers of the first President of the State of Israel, Dr. Chaim Weizmann. They include his correspondence with Mr. Churchill, from 1937 onwards right through to 1945 and the years after the war. The one thing that stands out is that Mr. Churchill actually succeeded in hoodwinking the Zionists. Having taken their money in the prewar years, now he was in office he broke every promise he had given or implied to the Zionists. Weizmann came to see him again and again, during 1940 and 1941, saying, Give us our army in the Middle East, let us have our own arsenal in Palestine, and we promise we'll fight on your side. Churchill, being no fool, realized that if we had Weizmann's army fighting on our side, we would have two hundred million Moslems united against us. So he said only: "All right, I'll consider it." In September 1941, Weizmann came to him again at No. 10 Downing Street; I have a copy of the letter that Weizmann wrote to him: Prime Minister, You want to bring the United states into your war. And you are having difficulty because Roosevelt is playing hard to get. Don't forget us. We are the biggest single ethnic group in the United States on your side. Do as we request in the Middle East, and I guarantee you will have the United States in the war. I and my people will see to it. Remember how we managed to do it in World War I. "We did it before and we can do it again." I am quoting this letter in vol.II of my Churchill biography. Martin Gilbert has not quoted any of this correspondence in his Churchill biography. (Loud laughter).
THUS WE FOLLOW this tangled thread. At the end of the war, in 1945, the British empire was at its greatest ever extent in history. Our armies straddled the globe. We were beginning to get back the territories that we had lost in the Far East through Churchill's foolish military and naval strategy. And suddenly the empire went. Groping around in the darkness, we look for the Guilty Men. Partly I think that we must blame sins of omission. If we look back from where Britain is now, with just a handful of people of true English, Irish, Scots and Welsh stock -- apprehensive, furtively meeting in dinners like this, exchanging our own shared sensations and sorrows -- then we can see where some of the worst errors have been made. In 1958, for example we find Lord Hailsham saying at a Cabinet meeting: "I don't think this Coloured Immigration is going to be much of a problem in Britain. We only have 100,000 of these immigrants so far, and I don't think the numbers are likely to grow much beyond that! So on chance I am against having any restrictions imposed." Traitor No. 1 to the British cause. (I should like to think there is somebody, somewhere, doing what Gilbert & Sullivan would have had the Mikado do: which is, making up a "little list" of names of people...) Even if we all pull together, jointly and severally for the next ten, twenty or thirty years, and manage to put the clock back, say, half an hour of its time, the really Guilty People will have passed on, commemorated only by the bronze plaques and the statues and the memorials scattered around our capital. We can go around and efface those monuments; but it is going to be a damned sight harder to put Britain back where it was. I don't think Mrs. Thatcher or her like are going to be the people to do it. Even less do I think the Socialist Party are going to be the people to do it. Nothing makes me shudder more than two or three months, working on a new manuscript, and I arrive back at Heathrow Airport -- where of course, my passport is checked by a Pakistani immigration officer (Laughter). Isn't that a humiliation for us English? (Applause) -- and I go outside the Terminal building and there is the Evening Standard placard saying, "Kinnock in Fresh Wedgwood Benn Row." This I think is about the lowest point in one's human emotions: "Kinnock in Fresh Wedgwood Benn Row." Britain's destiny, in the hands of people whose minds are so small that they could pass effortlessly through the eye of a needle. (Applause).
'You won't believe this. But within twelve months Germany will be reunited.'
These are politicians who are incapable of thinking beyond their next constituency surgery. They are incapable of thinking beyond the petty issues of the day. They can't see that the kingdom over which they hope to ordain in future years is shrinking, and becoming more and more polluted; that the peoples for whose interests they have to care are becoming more and more unlike the English, the more they look at them. They are incapable of thinking in terms of centuries. Now, Adolf Hitler was a man with whom I am very familiar, having spent twenty years of my life studying him, talking to advisers, his staff and so on, who told me all about him, warts and all: and Hitler said one thing about Joseph Stalin which has stuck in my mind. "Stalin", he said in the autumn of 1941, when he was pretty convinced that he had defeated that man, "Stalin, whatever you may think about him, he's a man who thinks in terms of centuries." And this was Hitler´s own downfall: because Stalin, thinking in centuries, had pulled his armies back and had allowed the Germans to wade into the great vastness of the Soviet Union, regardless of Russian casualties. You cannot, ladies and gentlemen, looking at our present "statesmen" in the House of Commons, or in the House of Lords, say: These are men who think in terms of centuries. They are apprehensive, they are in the pocket of somebody else (who is usually in the pocket of yet another person); before they take any decision they telephone the White House in Washington, or who knows where else. They read strange newspapers. They sometimes adhere to strange religions. They foster remarkable beliefs. They are unEnglish politicians. They do not deserve this predicate of "Englishmen" or "English woman".
NOW, THOSE OF us who are historians, who have devoted our entire thinking careers of thirty or forty years to the study of the development of historical events -- we can say what is going to happen, just like that! You have a sound gut-instinct which tells you, if this has been happening over the last few months then that is bound to happen next week, and probably that in two years time and that means that five years from now the following's going to happen. Take last year, October 3, 1989. I had to go to Berlin. I had been invited to Berlin to appear on a German television programme; it was to be attended by five or six German "historians". A week later; I got a phone call from Sender Freies Berlin: "Mr. Irving, it's rather embarrassing, we're going to have to ask you not to come, because all the other historians have refused to sit at the same table as you!" "Well, it's rather embarrasing for you, actually, because I've bought my air ticket and I've reserved the same hotel already. So I shall be there!" (Laughter). "Mr. Irving, I am afraid you misunderstand. You are not invited to the programme any longer!" "Oh no, I won't be in your studio, I'll be outside it, with my friends." And so on October 3 last year, 1989, we paraded up and down outside the Sender Freies Berlin television station in Masuren Allee in Berlin, with placards in English (and German, so that even the thickest German could understand it): "German Historians -- Liars and Cowards." I only mention this incident, because that morning I held a press conference in the Hotel Kempinski in Berlin. All the Berlin press came, and the National press, the Deutsche Presse Agentur and the radio stations. And in that press conference I said: "You won't believe this. But within twelve months Germany will be reunited!" There were embarrassed titters from the German journalists. It was a ridiculous idea. That a country that had been split for over forty years could suddenly be reunited. The Wall still stood. It was too absurd, and here was an Englishman saying it. On November 9 the Wall came down. It was so obvious: you could see it happening there was no way that East Germany could continue to survive, and yet they themselves could not see it.
'Look at the way they die: rich -- rich beyond the dreams of avarice'
It couldn't survive because Poland had gone democratic, and all the eight railway and road links between the Soviet Union and East Germany go across Poland. So East Germany was "lost" to Moscow. It was bound to happen sooner or later, and I said: "Within twelve months." At a Madrid television programme on December 16, 1989, I shortened the estimate: I said, "I think reunification is going to come in six months." All the German journalists who took part in this programme, "A traves del espejo", fell about laughing. The local man from the Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung burst out, "This is totally ridiculous. How can this Englishman say such lunacy!" Because even in December, nobody was talking about German reunification. And now it is happening. I can go further, and I shall say what is going to happen in the next ten years. The Deutsche Presse Agentur, the German press agency, last week published a profile in the German newspapers in which they repeat my bold predictions: you are going to get back the eastern German territories: you are going to get them back by horse-trading with the Poles. The Poles can't repay their debts to you. You'll just do a straightforward commercial transaction. Mrs. Thatcher doesn't seem to have spotted that it's going to happen. Perhaps she ought to read these German newspapers then she can hear what I am saying: Within the next ten or twenty years, Germany is going to establish an economic hegemony in Eastern Europe and beyond, into the deepest marchlands of the Soviet Union; they are going to achieve by the power of the Deutschmark everything that Hitler set out to achieve in June 1941 with the tank. And this means inevitably the collapse of the Common Market on which we have pinned all our hopes. Britain is going to be out in the cold, because Mrs. Thatcher is doing everything she can to offend the Germans. And why? This bring me back to where I came in, at the beginning of this speech: because she is in the pocket of people who want her to offend the Germans. We cannot carry on like that, ladies and gentlemen. We cannot keep taking the wrong turnings. We have got to realise that once again Britain is at a turning point, and that if we want to set about restoring what we have lost in the last fifty years through feckless government, through the follies of our feeble politicians, then we are going to have to back a winner in future; and we are going to have to restore our own strength from a solid firm base. And that solid, firm base is going to be a democratic Germany. Then we can start clearing up our own homeland again, and getting rid of the corrupt politcians. There's probably not one politician today who is not taking some kind of backhander from some slush fund, or some foreign country, or some big business, or some industrial interest in the United Kingdom. Look at the way they die: rich -- rich beyond the dreams of avarice! Cap in hand, they can barely afford to fight their election battles, but when they die -- it's all spelled out there in the Wills & Testaments in The Times! Where's all that money come from? It hasn't come from their pay as Members of Parliament. It's come from the cash hardouts, from the interests they represent. Not one of those has Britain itself at heart. Those interests are purely petty, insular, selfcentred, and not infrequently anti-English at heart. How else do you understand that this country has been flooded by immigrants in the last forty years? Not because we needed them. Big business needed them. Big business did not give a hoot about British traditions, and British style, and British culture, and British civilization. Their shipping lines, their airlines, profited from this influx. It did not matter if the immigrants were totally alien to the culture of this country. The Immigration Problem in this country is a tragedy inflicted on both our peoples, both ours and the peoples of the immigrants. It has got to be resolved in some benevolent way. It can no longer be solved one hundred percent, because the problem has been allowed to fester for too long since it was inflicted on us in the fifties.
'The French are doing it. They are offering every North African immigrant £30,000 to go'
But we can begin to turn the clock back there, if our politicians have the will -- if they still have the desire to restore something of the old country of which we in this room are all proud.
THE FRENCH ARE doing it, oddly enough: and France is a Socialist country! They are offering every North African immigrant £30,000 to go. There's a bit of Socialist pragmatism for you. But they know their immigrants: "We're not going to give it to you all at once. We're going to give you so much for each year that you stay out of our country." We have to do the same in this country. This is how I understand the concept of Benevolent Repatriation. You are going to have to say to the West Indians because those are the ones we find the most alien to our own culture: You must be out of your mind! Look at the countries you left. We understand why you left, because you were lured here by Twentieth Century slave traders, to do work that the English did not want to do. I have spoken to scores of them, people in the east end of London; they want to return to Saint Lucia or Barbados or Jamaica where they came from, but they can't get back. Let us say to them, We shall organize it for you in the same way that these ruthless people organized your coming in the first place. We shall organize it for you -- in a benevolent way. You will be welcome to come back as tourists in future, the same as we can visit Barbados or Saint Lucia or Jamaica as tourists. Ladies and gentlemen, you visit one of those countries, and the first thing that the Immigration Officers want to see is your two-way ticket; because they are not going to let you stay. On the same basis these people can come back to England as often as they like, provided that their Residence is back where they came from. We shall provide them with a container to ship their furniture, their colour television, their English motor car -- because that will provide years of work for motor mechanics over there! -- they can take it all back with them and everybody will be happy. It only needs the right kind of propaganda drive behind it. You are still not going to clean one hundred percent of them out of this country; that would be illusory, that would be Utopian even to think of it. But you can take the pressure off both our unhappy peoples. I am not going to say there are going to be "rivers of blood" otherwise, there won't be. But there are going to be acres of unhappiness, between the Old British, who have been here perhaps since the turn of the century, and the New British, who are really quite aware that they are not welcome while they are here.
IT ONLY NEEDS somebody with the will. It needs a statesman. It needs a coming together of people who think like English folk. There are precious few of them in the House of Commons at present. Our politicians do not have the interests of Britain at heart. (Hear hear). I have no interest myself in going into politics, ladies and gentlemen, because politics in Britain stink. But I am trying to open people's eyes. Up and down the country I am going to be holding little meetings like this, little gatherings, little dinners for people. The next ones are going to be in Manchester and Edinburgh in the next month or two. We are going to have to find the people who think like Englishmen, and who have their own nation's interests at heart. You have to have faith: there is an English faith which is born from the English tradition -- the tradition which began not in 1900 or in 1800, but which goes back for two thousand years through all the sorrows and travails of this great country which we are so proud to call our own. But it is a country which has to be nurtured and cultivated and tended preciously against alien interests who do not have this country's destiny at heart. Ladies and gentlemen, all that it takes is an act of commitment; and a sense of faith. I believe that there are enough people in Britain who have that sense of faith.
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