A QUARTER of a century ago the cry of the most stupid people alive was ‘change’.
Tony Blair told us ‘things can only get better’ and then delivered a constitutional wrecking ball period which established the unaccountable globalist-directed system which explains three decades of British failure, together with a gigantic mass immigration surge which explains why Britain has become in large parts a dangerous, decaying Third World replica. Blair promised change and certainly delivered.
It’s just that most people were foolish enough to think he meant a beneficial change.
Perhaps partly inspired by his British precursor as well as by dog-eared copies of Rules for Radicals and the fond mentorship of terrorist turned ‘educator’ Bill Ayers, Barack Obama would pick up Blair’s one-word mantra, making ‘change’ a pivotal rallying cry for those who assumed that the election of a beautiful black man (a middling huckster charisma mixed race man) would usher in the Kingdom of Heaven.
Today, that class of middle and upper rank non-player characters who are incapable of original thought, independent spirit or even basic sanity, have a new single-word declaration to bark at themselves and others. That word is ‘unity’.
It comes with an accompanying subsidiary phrase, ‘they will not divide us’, deployed with increasing frequency by the Prime Minister.
Starmer has invoked unity over and again during the long, terrible, disastrous period since his election (has it really been only just over a year? Can so much disaster fit into so short a span of time?) and that ‘they cannot divide us’ sub-heading.
Which is of course pretty ironic. Nobody has done more to create division (as well as crime, sectarianism, economic collapse, social breakdown and the emerging conditions of civil war) than this class of affluent, comfortable, profoundly mediocre intellectual midgets with their pre-packaged, achingly ‘liberal’, utterly conformist idiocies.
All the things that divide us are the consequence of ill-conceived policies. You got your change, which is why we are now divided. Their authors wittered PC psalms of sub-management theory and sub-motivational self-help instruction, leavened with a heavy dose of New Puritan woke religion, while an entire subservient class in dronelike manner buzzed diversity, equity, inclusion during the throwing open of borders and the deliberate importation of questionable individuals.
When looking at a Gareth Southgate or a Keir Starmer, for instance, what we find is not people we can imagine having a pint with, agreeing or disagreeing with, even liking or disliking in any personal way based on actually individual traits, but only the degree to which they might, at a specific moment, be a little less robotic than the other. Are they going to blather anything other than unity?
For the benefit of those not fortunate enough to be British, I should pause to explain that Southgate was the England football manager who delivered two major competition finals, both of which were lost, together with an awful lot of taking the knee, wearing Pride armbands, picking penalty takers on skin colour and blathering on about racism. Gareth was one of those sporting leaders who looked the whole time like he had one eye fixed on a future political career as a leftist talking the exact same nonsense as every other leftist.
Here, for example, is Gareth’s recent invocation of unity, so closely aligned to that of the Prime Minister that they might as well tour together and sing it as a romantic duet:
‘I worry about unity. I’ve seen what we did with the team to unify every community. I do think there’s more that bonds us all than separates us. We should try and focus more on what brings us together than what separates us. At any time in history there will always be some disunity under the surface and life is tough economically for lots of people. So I understand why people are disaffected but there is so much more. Covid was a good example where people did shopping for their neighbours; they rallied round one another. That’s what British spirit is about.’
It’s nice that multi-millionaire footballers turned football managers turned weird progressive mouthpieces flogging their books (Gareth’s is titled Dear England) apparently know what a struggle with poverty feels like. And that covid reference is equally touching. We all recall the covid spirit that swept Britain like a return of the days of the Blitz when plucky milkmen made their way through the rubble of bombed London, right?
This was the covid period where we were told, in true neighbourly fashion, that if we met the neighbours we’d be arrested and that we couldn’t invite family into our own homes and had to put plastic sheets between us if we wanted to hug. Also the covid period where newspaper headlines and articles thundered that the non-vaccinated should be ostracised from society. Gareth has conveniently forgotten all those elements.
But at least we know what to do now as Britain collapses under the weight and fury of an invited Third World invasion. When being raped, stabbed or blown to smithereens, just remember that there is more that unites us than divides us!
Because after Change, we need Unity.
This article appeared in the Jupplandia substack on November 4, 2025, and is republished by kind permission.
