My dear friends. I have finally decided to come out of the closet concerning my identity. I am ... a quarter English, and by Heaven I'm very proud of it! Yes, I have finally decided to come out in the open concerning my proud British heritage, that paragon of culture and civilization that gave birth to the English speaking world. The nation of that proud race that stood alone against the unstoppable wave of Nazism, when all other nations of Europe collapsed. The nation that defied the Armadas of Spain, that stood alone against the Revolutionary armies of Napoleon. This tiny island nation created the greatest Empire the world had ever seen, and where the British empire went, so went British civilisation to lands mired in superstition and squalor. The glory of Britain was the glory of Western civilisation.
Now, many of you have wrongly supposed that I harbor some hatred towards England. "Why, Pete? You're Irish!" you might say. Then I would correct you and say, "No, I'm an American of Irish, English, Scottish, and German descent and I take pride in all of them!" I'm sorry, but whenever I see the Union jack bravely flying into battle, my English heart swells with pride! That is unless, it's against us Americans or the Irish! But when I see the Highlanders hold their ground against the French at Waterloo, or the Queen's soldiers fighting a thousand Zulu warriors, my heart warms with British pride!
Unfortunately, British culture, and its contribution is not very respected at Christendom. It's not celebrated at all! I think there are powerful special interests at work here. English culture is not respected. I mean the culture that produced Sir Francis Drake, Cardinal Newmann, and G.K. Chesterton, and Dr. Townsend is English! I'm glad it's not Spanish, but on the other hand a number of people are sorry that the Armada was a failure. I personally am glad Sir Francis Drake, English Catholics and Protestants together wrecked the ships of that notorious invader Philip II! The Spanish would have ruined England, and the world.
England, my friends is in bad shape. She has lost her pride, and is being destroyed and swept over by the disease of multiculturalism. The monarchy has become an embarrassement, having lost all the pride to which George VI tried desperately to restore. The Church too needs to take action to restore the soul of Britain. Britain needs to recall the memory of its proud deeds, and roar once again to hold back the tide that threatens to wipe out Western civilisation once again. So, it's time to celebrate the merits of British civilization (yes, I've Americanized the spelling once more) at Christendom, and pray for the restoration of British culture.
I met two little English girls at the Waterpark the other day. It was such a delight to speak with them. There was something so delightful and charming about their particular accent. So honest to goodness charming, polite, and English! Yet, shall there be an England, if nothing is done!
Anyway, it is far too late to further my discussion of England. I am of English descent and very proud of it! The only criticism I have of her is in relation to Ireland. But I am very proud of my heritage. If you are partly English too, but feel too afraid to come out and say so, here's your chance! Affirm your Britishness, and don't feel ashamed to join in a little British nostalgia or tea time!