Chapters (75)
- Cover
- Praise
- About the Author
- Title Page
- Intoroduction
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EITHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- CLIMATE EMERGENCY
- Copyright
Before, I’d just looked at the pictures. But now I look at what else is there. In the top right corner, there’s the outline of a lion’s head with White Lions written underneath it. Down the left-hand side, there’s the normal list of different parts of the website, also written in white. The one I’m on, ‘What We Do’, is underlined. I click on the top one, which says ‘About’. An error message pops up – You are about to leave a secure connection. Do you wish to continue? – I click ‘yes’.
This page is mostly text. The White Lions are a group of people who love their country, it begins. At the top of the page, an animated St George’s flag flutters in a digital wind. We love our country passionately, and are prepared to do whatever we must do to protect it. We are deeply proud of who we are and what we stand for, and we know that the generations before us, who also fought to defend what was rightfully theirs, would be proud of us. We feel they walk among us every day, and we honour their memory in our ongoing struggle.
At the bottom of the page is a small, red flower. A poppy. The cursor changes when I hover over it, and after I hold it there for a second or so, a little white box comes up that says ‘read more’. I click it.
It’s a long page of text and I start to scan through it. I pause over one of the statistics highlighted in a bold font: Only 9% of Britons can truly say they belong here. That’s less than 10% of our beautiful nation who haven’t yet been poisoned by incomers and lesser species. I read about how the last official invasion of Great Britain was in 1066, but since then millions of people have come to these shores (our shores) uninvited. Under a pretext of weakness and the flag of surrender, the article continues, they set about changing our country, our culture, our colour, from the inside out. There are lots of bits about purity and impurity.
Further down, there are sections about specific people – local councillors and business people, their bios say – that I’ve never heard of before. Their names always have three sets of brackets around them. Their children are named, too. Some of them have the names of local schools listed alongside. I skip through this all quite quickly.