Refugee Crisis? Bollocks!

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Let me set the scene. I’ve grown up in the South Wales Valleys, in a community where it is commonplace to have your doors unlocked, with neighbours and friends calling by. A community that has always been resilient to change due to the strength of our common values. Where today we still see whole communities coming together to find solutions to the problems of the day.

So it comes as no surprise to me when I hear stories of refugees welcomed from the cities, being transported to the Welsh Valleys during the world wars. Wales became a sanctuary for around 4500 Belgian refugees during WW1, where by mid 1919 most had returned to their homelands, with only traces left behind: artworks, crafts and some building work that is still appreciated today.  

One personal account that came from a lady now in her 80’s, Barbara Warlow Davies, who recalls moving to Talgarreg from Liverpool in 1941, having been rescued from an explosion which killed 164 people as Nazi forces bombed her home city in the Blitz of May.  Barbara wrote “When I came to Talgarreg at just four a name like Barbara was strange in a Welsh-speaking community”. With English as her first language, the sound of Welsh was just as foreign and strange for Barbara as her new surroundings.

Barbara’s love affair with Wales didn’t end in 1945 and she decided to stay after the war finished. And this was the case for many who fell in love with the land of my fathers that is very dear to me. 

So forgive me for saying refugees are welcome. I whole-heartedly stand by these words and can never imagine a time I’d feel differently. However (hold the chants calling me a snowflake) my judgment, and that of many others, has been clouded by people who use these same words but are unwilling to accept that the current crisis facing Europe is a migration crisis of biblical proportion.

Currently refugees are not receiving the same welcome as those who previously found sanctuary. This is because the actions of those who claim to want to help are in fact doing the opposite, by not recognising the challenges that come with uncontrolled migration of this scale. 

Don’t confuse my humanitarian stance with stupidity. 

Estimates from the European Union itself put those arriving on European shores for economic reasons at six out of every 10, with other estimates much higher. How can we be in a position where we know this to be the case yet we seem impotent to deal with it? 

Talking about this crisis has to be the hardest subject I’ve found myself wanting to address, while constantly faced with a barrage of abuse from the real snowflakes, who have a warped vision of the world in which we live.

These snowflakes are often so self-loathing of their heritage and history they feel the only way to relieve themselves of such guilt is to see the very foundations of their heritage and culture eroded. Anyone who disagrees with them can expect to be branded Islamophobic, racist, xenophobic, you get the drift. If you’re someone who voted leave in the referendum, these labels are probably all too familiar, as we’re not allowed to be patriotic and proud of who we are. The snowflakes want us to be constantly beating ourselves up over things that happened way before you and I came along. I believe the name for it is: Ethno masochism. It’s the act of taking pleasure in contemplating the humiliation, subordination, or annihilation of one’s own ethnicity or race. 

The irony of this is that the same people who hate the Union Jack because it represents “British colonialism” and want to see the end of the British state, are the same people who are happy to wave the EU flag whose 12 stars represent countries such as the Netherlands, France, Belgium, Spain and Portugal, all of whom have colonial pasts to some degree.

This is something I’m all too familiar with here in Wales, where we’ve a small yet significant number of hard Welsh nationalists who are what I’d call far left, no compromise. When I say I’m a Welsh, British nationalist there’s shock and horror, where it’s fine to be a Welsh nationalist and still get your invite for tea and barra brith. However, if you’re a British nationalist you’re given history lessons of not just a lifetime, but often worlds away, and told “you must feel guilt”. You must repent for the sins of those who came before you. 

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I’m sorry, as someone who believes our sights should be firmly on the future, I can’t spend too much time looking backwards. When I do, it’s often to remind me of the good things we’re able to achieve. I can’t dwell on such things out of my control. 

But, I can face the here and now head on and say what we’re seeing across Europe is of no coincidence. The need to confuse both refugee and migrant has been paramount in the deception of the peoples of Europe, and those taking part in this mass migration, a battle of the fittest, have been sold a lie.

I say this knowing full well there’ll be gasps from some quarters feeling perplexed at my analysis, knowing I’ve spent the last two years heavily involved in trying to understand this crisis from the ground up.

I’ve sat amongst organisations that claim to help, but I see them as part of the problem. Organisations with dubious funding channels. I’ve joined my community and that of neighbouring ones collecting clothes for refugees, the same community that has almost fallen silent on such matters today. When we hear of similar stories to that of Alun Kurdi, tragically it’s become the norm for many. 

I called for the external borders of Europe to be closed and managed, after witnessing Greece finding itself cut off from the EU, with neighbouring countries closing their own borders and putting additional pressure on a country already blighted with its own struggles. This situation has led to the death of thousands of people who have attempted to run the gauntlet. 

Off the back of that comment my views were challenged and I spent two weeks in the port of Piraerus with a photographer, witnessing sights I never thought possible within the EU.

Upon my return, I spent weeks meeting lawmakers and legislators, both regional and national, only to find there were no answers or solutions being put forward. The government’s resettlement programme seemed inadequate, not giving a second thought to what’s occurring on the continent. It certainly seems within this country, we’ve outsourced the problem, putting profit before people, avoiding the true issue, which is real integration into our communities.

Although I’m not claiming to be an expert on this subject, I do believe I’ve done all I can to source a balanced view, to form my own opinions. I’m ready to share those views without fear. After witnessing the censorship across Europe right now, I am under no illusions this isn’t going to be an easy task, with bloggers and vloggers having to move platforms to share their realities. So, if you truly want to help refugees, you must also separate the migration crisis, otherwise you’re betraying yourselves and your own cause. 

If you can’t see that uncontrolled migration is harmful both to those leaving their countries in search for a better life and to those native to the countries they arrive, your head is firmly in the sand. I’d suggest you inform yourselves, stop being guardian click-bait wankers and open your eyes. Be part of a sustainable solution that looks beyond the next few weeks, months or years. 

Our futures really do depend on it. 

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