Stout Chaps and Simple Natives

Even as Global Britain regains its world-beating birthright and prepares to teach the Heathen Chinee a thing or two about the proper way to treat Hong Kong, the culture warriors of historical correctness are concocting their Stalinist re-write. A cabal of champagne-swilling academics has written to the Ministry for Wog Control, demanding that the background information doled out to the migrant hordes be censored of its rightful dose of rah-rah. The Ministry's handbook, issued to fake Britons to give them some inkling whereof they aspire so hopelessly, includes a version of British history which has been simplified to prevent any painful moral confusion. Mention of famine in India, concentration camps in Kenya and Agent Orange in Malaya would merely bewilder the primitive wog brain; while any hint that the non-gammon races might have some role in shaping their own lives would constitute a declaration of open season on our entire island story.