Principia Discordia

No Blacks, No Irish, No Dogs.



I do not want to see a nation return

to sentiments like these in windows of B&B's

"they are stealing our jobs!"

"they are taking our council houses"

"illegal immigrants are benefit tourists"

I hear.

Enough.



I am the daughter of an economic migrant.

A man once considered as much worth as a dog.

Although a dog would get a scratch behind the ears, and "who's a good boy, then?"

My dad, not so much.

To be illegal is to be undocumented, you can't get a flat without a passport stamp.

Saying "They let me in, see, right here, guv"

You can't get anything from this land, if you are not supposed to be here.

Except exploitation, overcrowding, and hate.

I think they mean asylum seekers, who get a small chunk of fuck all.

Due to torture, systematic assault, rape as a weapon of war.

They land here with nothing but pain and PTSD

I have had ENOUGH of

Xenophobia in my family

my "friends"

My Facebook feed.

Deny the dignity, and that these people are human beings.

I welcome these people with a hug, and a cup of tea,

I get excited about the potential for new cuisines, for when they find their feet on this land.

And I hope for an end to their nightmare that was no dream.

Enough.



Complain about outsourcing, but please, the person on the phone

When your internet goes down

Was given that job by a corporation.

They are, like you and me, just trying to struggle on.

The anger aimed at "Steven", or "Lisa" in Mumbai

Is misaligned. A poor aim.

The Wrong Target.



The Polish girl, Marta, whose Gran lived downstairs and would put potted plants in the hall.

Sorted the post, and hoovered the floors of the entrance.

Used to live in my one bedroomed hole.

With a shower and a loo in a cupboard in the corner.

A 2 ring cooker and oven

that would make the large hob not work when it was switched on.

space for a washing machine

a small fridge and a sink.

With her mum

Her Dad

Her sibling

When I used to spin poi in the tarmac come car-park come fly-tip come place for drying clothes

she would talk to me.

About when 4 became 5

and Flat 5 was vacated

And they had to leave a room barely big enough for just me.



Enough.

With the "piss off, we're full" screen-savers on Blackberries.

Photoshopped onto the White Cliffs of Dover.

The misinformation memes from and that form the Daily Hate Mail

Your last boss may have been a bully who was not white.

But do not forget that bullies are not all the people you see

who do not look like you

speak like you

dress like you

pray like you

they are not homogeneous.

Enough.

You raised me better than that.

I expect more from you.

No Blacks, No Irish, No Dogs.



I do not want to see a nation return

to sentiments like these in windows of B&B's

"they are stealing our jobs!"

"they are taking our council houses"

"illegal immigrants are benefit tourists"

I hear.

Enough.



I am the daughter of an economic migrant.

A man once considered as much worth as a dog.

Although a dog would get a scratch behind the ears, and "who's a good boy, then?"

My Da, not so much.

To be illegal is to be undocumented, you can't get a flat without a passport stamp.

Saying "They let me in, see, right here, guv"

You can't get anything from this land, if you are not supposed to be here.

Except exploitation, overcrowding, and hate.

I think they mean asylum seekers, who get a small chunk of fuck all.

Due to torture, systematic assault, rape as a weapon of war.

They land here with nothing but  grief, pain and PTSD

That they did not ask for

I have had ENOUGH of

Xenophobia in my family

my "friends"

My Facebook feed.

That deny the dignity, and that these people are human beings.

I welcome these people with a hug, and a cup of tea,

I get excited about the potential for new cuisines, for when they find their feet on this land.

And I hope for an end to their nightmare that was no dream.

Enough.



Complain about outsourcing, but please, the person on the phone

When your internet goes down

Was given that job by a corporation.

They are, like you and me, just trying to struggle on.

The anger aimed at "Steven", or "Lisa" in Mumbai

Is misaligned. A poor aim.

The Wrong Target.



The Polish girl, Marta, whose Gran lived downstairs and would put potted plants in the hall.

Sorted the post, and hoovered the floors of the entrance.

Used to live in my one roomed hole.

With a shower and a loo in a cupboard in the corner.

A 2 ring cooker and oven

that would make the large hob not work when it was switched on.

space for a washing machine

a small fridge and a sink.

With her mum

Her Dad

Her sibling

When I used to spin poi in the tarmac come car-park come fly-tip come place for drying clothes

she would talk to me.

About when 4 became 5

and Flat 5 was vacated

And they had to leave a room barely big enough for just me.



Enough.

With the "piss off, we're full" screen-savers on Blackberries.

Photoshopped onto the White Cliffs of Dover.

The misinformation memes from and that form the Daily Hate Mail

Your last boss may have been a bully who was not white.

But do not forget that not all the people you see

who do not look like you

speak like you

dress like you

pray like you

eat like you

they are not a homogeneous singular multi-headed entity.

Not all bullies.

Enough.

You raised me better than that.

I expect more from you.

Than

"well, that's just how I feel"

Without questioning the propaganda being fed is real

I feel that I should, and I could say more

But in online terms, well, that would be Godwin's Law, and screaming and screaming until I am hoarse.

Enough.