terça-feira, 7 de outubro de 2025

The Spectator - What has the reparations movement ever done for victims of modern slavery?

 

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What has the reparations movement ever done for victims of modern slavery?

Until now it has focused on extracting trillions from European governments in compensation for historic crimes while ignoring horrors still being perpetrated today

Slavery was – and importantly continues to be – a moral abomination. Its existence in the 21st century is a disgrace. Whole communities such as the Uighurs are subject to forced labour; two years ago it was estimated that 5.8 million people were living in slavery in China. And slavery is a problem much closer to home. Immigrants in the West are also at risk. A student of mine, an Indian national, enquired about the possibility of working at a Brick Lane curry house. He was told that they would ‘employ’ him, but that he would have to surrender his passport and sleep in a locked room on the premises.

There is particular shame about the continuing existence of slavery in London since Britain’s stance against the practice goes back a long way and the determination to eradicate it was exemplary. In 1772, Lord Mansfield ruled that slavery was such an abomination that it would have required positive legislation to permit its existence in Britain. As such legislation had never been passed, it not only became illegal, but, Mansfield ruled, never had been legal in the first place. (Is there an ironic nod in the title of Jane Austen’s Mansfield Park, in which the owner of the estate makes his fortune from West Indian slaves?)

In 1807, the Slave Trade Act made it illegal for British ships or subjects to buy or sell enslaved people, and an effective navy squadron was established in West Africa to suppress the trade. By 1845 this was one of the largest fleets in the world. The 1833 Slavery Abolition Act granted emancipation to hundreds of thousands in most British colonies. It took much of the rest of the world rather longer to get around to it. Oman did not abolish slavery until 1970.

It is surprising how often today’s commentators refer to colonialism and slavery as equal evils. That may have been true about Belgian imperialism, but the fact that the British Empire from 1807 devoted a significant part of its energy to suppressing slavery is largely passed over. When, in 2021, the then Prince of Wales remarked at the ceremony marking Barbados becoming a republic that slavery was an ‘appalling atrocity’ that ‘forever stains our history’, the Guardian said that it was ‘a tricky subject for the royal family’ and that it might be the ‘start of grown-up conversation’.

It missed a surely deliberate echo in the King’s words. On 1 June 1840, Prince Albert chose to give his first speech as Prince Consort to the Society for the Abolition of Slavery, and called slavery ‘the desolation of Africa and the blackest stain upon civilised Europe’. The historical opposition of the royal family is of much longer standing, as it happens, than the Guardian, which supported the Confederates in the American civil war and demanded compensation for slave-owners. Those pay-offs were apparently ‘based on the great principles of justice to the planter as well as to the slave. None other could have satisfied the feelings of right-minded people of this country’.

In recent years a movement has sprung up to demand financial reparations for the supposed ongoing effects of slavery on modern-day nations. It does not focus on doing anything for the millions still living in conditions of slavery; nor does it address the responsibility of those countries outside Europe that abolished slavery, often inadequately, within the past 100 years. The main concern is to extract money from European powers. On the surface, this goes against the legal principle of state responsibility that ‘an act does not have a continuing character merely because its effects or consequences continue in time. It must be the wrongful act as such which continues.’

In 2023, a report on reparations for the Brattle Group was published, chaired by the Jamaican UN judge Patrick Robinson, who went on to pass the questionable judgment against Britain’s status in the Chagos Islands. He mentioned this principle of state responsibility but ingeniously dismissed its relevance, since ‘the discriminatory practices that characterised chattelisation continued’. To support this case that all black people suffered and continue to suffer crushing discrimination, he cited the ‘brilliant Caribbean’ Sir Arthur Lewis, who, Robinson noted with justifiable pride, ‘at the young age of 33 became Britain’s first black professor, at the University of Manchester’. That was in 1948, which might have given even Robinson pause for thought about the supposedly all-crushing levels of discrimination in Britain.

Nevertheless, the Brattle group pressed on with its demands for reparations based on discrimination and, rather wonderfully, managed to come up with some specific sums. Britain should pay $24 trillion, of which, by extraordinary coincidence, $9.559 trillion should go to Robinson’s native Jamaica. There are a number of practical objections to this. One is that Jamaica is ranked below Romania and the Ivory Coast on the corruption index, and handing over such a colossal sum might not go to benefit the nation. Second, once Britain had met its obligations by this payment, would Jamaica cease to have any claim on us? It seems extremely unlikely that that would be an end to the matter. Third, there is a lot of historical evidence about the effects of punitive reparations. Did the Brattle report not wonder about how Britons of Caribbean descent would find their lives affected by a popular reaction to the payment?

Finally, there is the indisputable point that the sums are sheer fantasy. Robinson’s report has airily suggested that the payments could be made over ten or 20 years. Even over the longer period, the British government is being asked to double its entire expenditure for two decades. The demands on other countries are still more ludicrous. Portugal is asked to pay $20.582 trillion. Since its government expenditure was only $131.79 billion in 2023, Robinson might have to wait for some time.

Nigel Biggar made a considerable name for himself in 2023 with his exasperated and well-founded Colonialism: A Moral Reckoning, a bold attempt to argue the case that imperialism had some benefits. Now he turns his attention to the reparations movement. He specialises in awkward facts, of which there are no shortage in this area. You can raise the temperature in large parts of north London, for instance, by observing that General Dyer, who directed the Amritsar massacre, was actually given Sikh honours after the event. Similarly, when the reparations movement addresses the subject of making payments to Haiti, Biggar is on hand to remind us that Toussaint L’Ouverture, the hero of Haitian liberation, went on owning slaves himself after his own manumission.

Biggar sets out the history of the British anti-slavery campaign, noting a recent and reliable assessment that the effort to suppress the Atlantic slave trade between 1807 and 1867 was probably ‘the most expensive example [of international moral action] recorded in modern history’. He explores, with eye-opening effect, the supposed economic impact of British control over Caribbean territories. A Bengali professor of economic history notes that at the time of independence Jamaica, Barbados and Trinidad and Tobago had incomes per head ‘three to four times that of the long-independent Dominican Republic and Haiti’. Literacy rates in Jamaica were five times that of Haiti. But the subsequent economic histories were very different. Barbados and Jamaica, equally affected by the legacy of slavery, found their paths quite distinct. In 2019, well-governed Barbados achieved a GDP per head more than three times that of Jamaica.

The antics of the reparations industry are amusingly taken apart. The Brattle Report has, it appears, a very flimsy basis for its assertions, including ‘participation in a single telephonic group chat’. The report often misrepresents sources. Robinson says, for instance, that the UK investigation under Dr Tony Sewell into national race and ethnic disparities ‘suggested that black Britons benefited from transatlantic chattel slavery and there should be a focus on the positive aspects of that practice’. Of course the Sewell Report said no such thing.

One of the intellectual powerhouses (relatively speaking) of the reparations movement, Sir Hilary Beckles, has his claims in his book Britain’s Black Debt closely examined, and, strikingly, his extravagant attempts to minimise the atrocities committed by African leaders engaged in the slave trade and present them as early exponents of human rights. ‘The West African custom of burying “servants” alive with their dead master,’ Biggar mildly observes in regard to one of Beckles’s worst claims, ‘does rather imply a view of them as violently disposable property.’

These fantastic caperings are a soft target, and an even softer one is the absurd attempts of the Church of England to pre-empt any claims. Much of Biggar’s book is easy to agree with. A few questions, how-ever, remain. One is whether individual families who benefited from the recompense so strongly recommended by the Guardian might consider that they should return some of it. That seems to me quite different to massive shifts in public expenditure. Another is Biggar’s insistence that historical slavery took different forms, and some slaves’ experiences were much worse than others. That of course is true; but the ownership of another human being was, and still is, a moral abomination, as Mansfield rightly stated in 1772. Nothing at all is to be gained by pretending that for some people slavery was not as bad as all that, and, despite Biggar’s qualifications, even to suggest it makes a generally good case vulnerable to being dismissed as a whole.

Nevertheless, this is an elegantly written and strikingly independent-minded book. I commend Swift Press and its imprint Forum for publishing a work which much of the industry would refuse to touch.

The Spectator - When will the BBC ever learn?



personal underlining and patient thoughts

When will the BBC ever learn?

They say that death and taxes are the only certain things in this life. I would add BBC bias into that mix.

It was probably about 20 years ago that I first went on Newsnight. In those days Jeremy Paxman ruled the roost and taught me an early lesson in live television. Jeremy asked me my view and I gave it. He then turned to the other guest and duffed him up a bit. I made the mistake of smiling briefly, only for Paxman to turn on me and say something along the lines of: ‘I don’t know what you’re grinning about.’ He then proceeded to duff me up a bit too. Lesson learned.

Back then, when you left the Newsnight studio, your phone would explode. Like Question Time some decades ago, it was must-watch television. (It is hard to think of any programme on terrestrial television any more that could be described as ‘must watch’.) As the years went by, Newsnight – like so many other shows – went from ‘needn’t watch’ to ‘impossible to watch’ to ‘no one watched’. You could go on and your phone would be silent afterwards. Neither friend nor foe tuned in, and guests were left wondering about the tree falling in a forest line.

Yet in recent days I have been doing the media rounds for my latest bestseller (On Democracies and Death Cults – available wherever books are sold, since you ask), and Newsnight asked for an interview. I didn’t have a free evening, so it agreed to a pre-record. For connoisseurs of BBC shittiness, this should have been a warning sign.

On one afternoon last week, I gamely went to the BBC’s deserted headquarters and sat down opposite the perfectly affable Nick Watt. He is one of those unfortunate BBC interviewers who learned their interviewing technique from the worst, but I had a book to sell and assumed I might be asked about it. Instead Watt did that thing that BBC interviewers still think they can do – which is to treat the guest as though you are in the dock, accused of a criminal act, and they are the prosecuting barrister to whom you must answer. Personally speaking, I do not feel this pressure.

Watt started off by asking me about my relationship with Donald Trump. Funnily enough, I didn’t feel inclined to talk to him about that. Then he tried to get me on Elon Musk. I didn’t feel the need to play the BBC’s game of trying to sow division between the President and the founder of Tesla, however. Eventually I managed to get a bit of book stuff in – and then Watt went for the ‘greatest hits’ section.

This is the stage when a BBC interviewer has an author on and asks them how they had the temerity to say certain things in the past. The certain thing on this occasion was a quote from eight years ago in which I observed that since Islamic terrorism comes from Islam, countries that have ‘less Islam’ have less Islamic terrorism than countries that have an awful lot of the stuff.

To me, this seems a statement of the obvious. But not to Newsnight. Indeed, Watt seemed to think he could prosecute me over this observation. What he failed to realise was that the statement had been made in a short film I had created in 2017 at the request of the corporation’s bosses. This was after the Manchester Arena attack, when even the heads of BBC News seemed to be aware they might not be catching the national mood by running endless stories about locals singing the Oasis dirge ‘Don’t Look Back in Anger’. Still, I think I made my points.

Watt also tried to pretend that what I meant was ‘less Sajid Javids and less Sadiq Khans’. I pointed out that I have nothing against Javid (I left the question of my attitude towards the Mayor of London hanging). But no, I pointed out, what I am very strongly against is people who shouldn’t be in our country coming here and detonating suicide vests. And – as I feel I have said more times than any sane man needs to – if there were Quaker, Methodist or Anglican preachers calling for death and destruction from the pulpits of their respective places of worship, I would be as vexed as I am by Muslim preachers doing the same. In every other country on Earth this is a discussion which was addressed many years ago. Only at Broadcasting House are things that the French and Dutch left (for instance) have said for decades regarded as wildly outré.

Anyhow, the 20-minute interview wound down with some good verbal jousting and no small amount of criticism of the BBC from my side.

As it happens, I know one person who still watches Newsnight and he messaged me afterwards to let me know what had then transpired. The BBC had edited the interview down to significantly less than half the length – which is its right to do – and had, of course, left out most of the book stuff, which is what I was there to discuss. It had also cut out anything that made the BBC look bad.

It had then pulled its masterstroke, which was to bring out three completely unknown people – one of them possibly a former Liberal Democrat leader – to talk about the interview that had just aired.

I tend to favour balance in discussions – I especially favour it when the subject under discussion is me. On this occasion the BBC didn’t even try to pretend that it would be balanced. Instead it brought on three people who all agreed it was really quite terrible to interview me at all and that the Newsnight team should be jolly ashamed of themselves. Defenders of your present columnist there were none.

Since none of the people in question had any livelihood to speak of, I suppose I should be glad that I can provide some kind of cottage industry. Someone in this country has to be in the business of job creation.


Livros - Os novos painéis de S. Vicente (Fernando Branco)

É, na verdade, uma outra perspectiva sobre os painéis. O meu único comentário é este: porque é que ainda não há livros portugueses sobre..."engenharia forense"?









Reflexão - Alberto Gonçalves

 

(sublinhados meus)

A Desprezível Armada

Não sei se os “activistas” embarcadiços são simpatizantes dos selvagens que há 2 anos raptaram, torturaram e esventraram milhares de civis em Israel. O que parece garantido é que são seus avençados.

Na manifestação portuense organizada trinta segundos após o “sequestro” da “flotilha”, a RTP ouviu uma das manifestantes: “Não adianta reconhecer o estado palestiniano quando as pessoas estão a morrer! O que é preciso é [palavra imperceptível] já, para que deixem de morrer crianças, homens, mulheres! Para que acabe a fome! Não podemos compactuar com um estado que é… já o seu primeiro-ministro… o primeiro… o [palavra imperceptível] primeiro-ministro é procurado [palavras imperceptíveis] internacional! …Designado como genocídio o que se está a passar em Gaza… Nós não podemos ficar calados e ver as pessoas a morrer! À fome! É desumano! Eu acho que qualquer pessoa com um mínimo de humanidade não pode ficar em casa sem deixar de condenar o que se está a passar.”

Seria difícil ao repórter não ouvir a senhora, que berrava quase o bastante para dispensar a mediação televisiva. Mesmo sem transmissão, os gritos desde a Praça D. João I atingiriam pelo menos Santo Tirso e Amarante. E não era apenas o volume que impressionava: a senhora, de meia-idade e com o obrigatório lencinho com padrões do Boavista pelos ombros, encontrava-se evidentemente transtornada com aquilo que acredita estar a suceder em Gaza. Aposto que, caso o SNS funcionasse em condições e a saúde mental não andasse votada ao desleixo, mal se afastasse a câmara da RTP surgiriam enfermeiros do Conde de Ferreira, a fim de devolver a pobre ao repouso de uma sala acolchoada.

Sou igualmente capaz de apostar que o “mínimo de humanidade” da senhora não chegou para sair à rua a condenar os contemporâneos horrores no Sudão, no Congo, na Nigéria e onde calha de haver massacres a sério, genocídios a sério. Talvez a senhora tenha um apreço particular por árabes. Talvez não considere que os negros chacinados em África mereçam integrar a “humanidade”. Talvez seja demasiado influenciável pelos desvarios a que assiste nos “telejornais”. Talvez se limite a odiar judeus.

Em qualquer dos casos, o que impressiona no discurso (digamos) da senhora é o contraste entre a histeria dela e a serenidade “técnica” e “funcionária” dos participantes na “flotilha”. Uma e os outros repetem à risca a propaganda do Hamas, a primeira porque a engoliu de facto, os segundos porque cumprem a função que lhes encomendaram. Hoje, sabe-se por vias distintas que a “maior missão humanitária de sempre” foi paga por terroristas. O ministério israelita dos Negócios Estrangeiros revelou há dias documentos comprovativos do patrocínio – e sim, ao contrário da maioria dos “media” prefiro crer em fontes de um regime democrático do que no hipotético “ministério da Saúde” de Gaza. Não tenho a certeza se os “activistas” embarcadiços são simpatizantes dos selvagens que há dois anos raptaram, torturaram e esventraram milhares de civis em Israel. O que começa a parecer garantido é que são seus avençados.

A avença explica muita coisa. Antes de mais, explica o clima de festança na “flotilha”, afinal uma demonstração de desprezo pelas pessoas com que diziam preocupar-se: cair em “raves” espanholas ou gregas e dançar ao som de batuques não são actividades demasiado compatíveis com o sofrimento. E depois houve o resto. Houve a navegação em marcha lenta e aos soluços, adequada a fazer durar o golpe publicitário e inadequada à urgência “humanitária” que diziam atender. Houve os barcos vazios de mantimentos que não fossem para uso próprio, e é complicado alimentar dois milhões de supostos esfaimados com cinco latas de Cerelac e o tofu que sobejou. E houve, sobretudo, a convicção deles e nossa de que a trupe de foliões nunca alcançaria Gaza, de que Israel interceptaria a trupe em zona segura e de que, em várias cidades da Europa, milhares de espécimes descompensados ou cínicos, preparados para o momento com convocatórias e cartazes desenhados há semanas, se juntariam a protestar o desfecho que anteciparam e desejaram.

Podíamos, para lá do anti-semitismo e do ódio ao Ocidente, discutir as razões que moveram cada um dos foliões a auxiliar gente que, nas circunstâncias adequadas, degolaria os foliões com gosto. Dos foliões caseiros, temos a ex-futura ministra das Finanças (na fulminante previsão do dr. Louçã) a tentar salvar um partido morto ou a tentar salvar-se de um partido morto através de um cargo de destaque no “activismo” internacional. Temos uma ex-modelo que se afirma “actriz”. E temos um terceiro indivíduo que não sei o que é ou para que serve. Sei que todos serviram, contra estipêndio ou notoriedade, o Hamas. E sei que os que colaboram na farsa com apelos lancinantes ou exigências pitorescas ao governo também servem, percebam-no ou não, o mesmo dono. E sim, incluo aqui os presidentes da República que recebem “proxies” de bárbaros.

Sob o pretexto canalha da  “ajuda” a desgraçados, a dra. Mortágua & Companhia navegaram voluntariamente na direcção de uma zona de guerra para no processo apoiar, sem vestígio de honra ou decência, um bando de “jihadistas”. Não há nada a lamentar no que lhes aconteceu, excepto o facto de terem sido acolhidos por Israel e não pelos “jihadistas”. Os verdadeiros sequestrados, que nunca mereceram uma palavra sincera dessa cáfila, não tiveram tanta sorte.

Reflexão - LBC

 Comecei a minha época balnear!...apanhando chuva e vento onde mais me "abancejar"!







domingo, 5 de outubro de 2025

The Spectator - Is France ungovernable?

 

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Is France ungovernable?

Protesters in Paris during nationwide demonstrations (Credit: Getty images)

One million people protested in France yesterday. That was according to the trade unions, who organised the day of industrial action. The police estimated the number of demonstrators at half a million, 309 of whom were arrested for various misdemeanours.

There were skirmishes between police and protestors in numerous cities across France, but the most significant incident was in Paris when a group of demonstrators gained entry into the Ministry of Economy and Finance. Among those protesting were nurses, pharmacists, air traffic controllers, transport workers and teachers. Next Friday it is the turn of farmers to take to the streets.

‘The anger is huge, and so is the determination,’ declared Sophie Binet, the head of the influential hard-left union CGT. ‘My message to Mr. Lecornu today is this: it’s the streets that must decide the budget.’

It is just over a week since Sébastien Lecornu was selected by Emmanuel Macron to be his fifth prime minister in two years. He has yet to announce his government and the general opinion in France is that he will be gone by Christmas. One day he is being threatened with a no-confidence vote by the left and the next by Marine Le Pen’s National Rally.

The chaos was encapsulated in an editorial in Thursday’s business-friendly Le Figaro, which concluded: 

In short, a system at a standstill, incapable of establishing the conditions for fruitful social dialogue, let alone rallying the French people for the necessary effort against the mortal danger of excessive debt. How long will this agony last?

The last time France was in such a state was the late 1950s. Charles de Gaulle came to the rescue back then, rallying the country in the new Fifth Republic. Today there is no such figure. One looks at the French elite – political, cultural and academic – and one sees only mediocrity. Things are now so bad that the Italian press have taken to mocking their neighbour for its ineptitude.

France is a country run by an arrogant and out-of-touch caste that is scared of the people and determined to cling to power at all costs. As for the people, their aspirations and anxieties are diametrically opposed. The left, who made up the majority of Thursday’s protestors, want the rich to be taxed even more, the age of retirement to be lowered to 62 and an increase in public spending. The fact France is teetering towards bankruptcy seems to have passed them by.

One protestor demonstrating on Thursday told reporters: ‘We are protesters, not criminals. The criminals in this country are the white-collar workers.’

The right, be they white-collar or blue-collar workers, are fed up with working hard to prop up the lifestyles of loafers, migrants and the retired. Many are also anxious about immigration and insecurity. Earlier this month a former conservative minister, Philippe de Villiers, launched an online petition demanding a referendum on immigration; it has already amassed 1.6 million signatures.

Closely aligned to concern about mass immigration is fear about violent crime, I’ve been chronicling for a number of years the breakdown in law and order in France, but this year it feels like the country has entered a dangerous new phase. As one police union spokesman put it, ‘Fear has changed sides’. Once criminals were scared of the police but now it is the police who are fearful. With good reason. Increasingly they are being hunted and attacked by hoodlums and gangsters; in the latest incident, seven off-duty policemen enjoying a quiet drink on a terrace in Reims were set upon by a mob who recognised them as officers of the law. The footage of the ambush has shocked France. For how much longer can the Thin Blue Line hold in the face of the soaring number of thugs, gangsters and drug cartels?

To return to the question posed by Le Figaro: how long will this political and social agony last? Many believe that the only solution to the chaos is fresh elections. But would this change anything or simply return the same result: a country split into three irreconcilable blocks – left, right and a small but powerful centre?

Even in the event that Marine Le Pen’s National Rally – consistently ahead in the polls – did win an absolute majority, would the left-run institutions refuse to cooperate? And what would be the response of the extreme left to a National Rally administration?

According to a new book, The Chronicle of an Ungovernable France, Emmanuel Macron called a snap election last June because he believed the National Rally would win an absolute majority. Once in power, they would make such a mess of governance it would destroy their credibility.

That was his theory. What Macron hadn’t anticipated was an alliance between the far-left and the centre before the second round of voting – the so-called Republican Front – which kept Le Pen and her ten million voters from power.

The upshot of Macron’s massive miscalculation is a very angry and troubled country. In a recent interview, the former MP Henri Guaino, who was special advisor to Nicolas Sarkozy during his presidency, described Macron as ‘irresponsible’ in calling a snap election. ‘By playing with fire, there may come a time when there are no more deadlines, no more procedures, no more rules,’ warned Guaino. ‘That is to say, violence may end up taking over.’

That time may not be far off.

Livros - Contos da juventude (Fernando Branco)

 Como é possível não haver identificação com FB? O alemão, a Banda Desenhada, o sentido de humor superior, os comentários desconcertantes, a descrição que faz dos primeiros anos do IST, a perspectiva sobre o serviço militar, até a própria perspectiva peculiar de Deus, são inúmeros os pontos em que nos identificamos.









The Spectator - Can anyone save Britain from self-destruction?

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Can anyone save Britain from self-destruction?

Tens of thousands of people turned out on the streets last week to protest against mass immigration. The protestors were promptly labelled ‘racist’ by their own government, ‘far-right’ by the New York Times and as having links to ‘neo-Nazis’ by the Guardian. The protests in question happened in cities across Australia, including Sydney – but frankly those sentences could have been written about similar protests in Britain and in almost any western country.

Coincidentally, the past weekend also saw the ten-year anniversary of the German chancellor Angela Merkel opening the doors of Europe, saying ‘We can manage’ and allowing Europe to become the home of anyone in the world who wanted to move in.

Merkel may have been more explicit than some of her counterparts, but similar open-door policies have afflicted almost every western country over recent years. In America the backlash to that protest has already begun, with the Donald Trump administration successfully starting not just to enforce its borders but to return people who are in the country illegally. But apart from the United States there isn’t a country in the West that has been serious about returning people who have come into the country illegally. Quite the opposite. In the UK the government has successfully challenged the courts over their rulings on hotels for illegal migrants. Questioned about this by the media, government ministers have admitted that the rights of illegal migrants trump those of British subjects who have paid taxes all of their lives. Indeed they have made it explicit that the rights of an illegal migrant who has never contributed to this country supersede the rights of people who are British and are down on their luck. The sort of people whom the welfare state was meant to support.

In recent weeks ministers have appeared in the British media and claimed that the majority of people arriving into the country on small boats are women and children: a flat-out lie, disproved not just by statistics but by the evidence of anyone’s eyes. Look at any photograph of the illegal dinghies arriving across the Channel and you will find no raft filled with women and children. Still, it seems that the war on reality can be fought not just up to the point of defeat but long past it.

So what is the way to answer this problem? Nigel Farage’s Reform party has finally moved to the position where it says that it will deport people who should not be in the UK. But I doubt whether this country can survive another four years of the kind of self-destruction that is now our daily news.

Claims that this country is monocultural and ‘irredeemably white’ are echoed in absolutely every institution, from the nation’s museums and cultural centres to most of our media and politicians. Our towns and cities are said to be racist. The nation’s subjects and citizens are said to be racist. And of course our countryside is racist. As a reaction to demographic change, absolutely everything must be urged to become more ‘inclusive’. This is not just some left-wing brain-fart, but the response to the reality of a country adding millions of foreigners in recent years, with a further ten million projected to arrive this decade.

The strain this puts on the welfare state is obvious, although it is denied by almost everybody in a position of power or influence. But walk into any British hospital or emergency ward and you can see for yourself how well our welfare state is coping with providing free services to the world.

Of course this makes people angry. But at this point there is a temptation on the political right to presume that these things will reach a crisis point, at which stage – however late in the day – the country will come to its senses and course-correct.

Yet even within the ranks of Reform it is hard to find anyone who has the kind of plan and personnel in place to correct any of this. When Trump tried to course-correct his own country’s lax immigration in his first term, he discovered that there was a whole bureaucracy in place which either couldn’t do what he wanted or actively worked against him. It took four years of exile and a resounding electoral success last year to even begin to undo the damage his predecessors’ open-borders policies created. On current trends, Trump and his successor will have to continue his deportation policies for the next six or seven years just to undo the illegal immigration Biden oversaw between 2020 and 2024. Are Reform, the Conservatives, Labour or any other political institution in Britain remotely capable of replaying that policy here?

I read the other day that the Labour government may soon be in a position to deport 100 illegals. The same day as that was announced, several times that number of people arrived on the south coast in dinghies.

Personally speaking, it is hard to know how to pass the time during a period of such national cultural suicide. But I am considering a trip to Pakistan, where I intend to write a report on the alarming monoculture and lack of diversity in the country’s cities and its rural areas. If there are no English pubs in the Pakistani countryside, I intend to kick up one hell of a stink. I am sure that any number of local or foreign universities will leap to publish my disturbing findings.

Why won’t Hitler conspiracies die?

 (personal underlines)

Why won’t Hitler conspiracies die?

Eighty years ago, as Red Army shells rained down over Adolf Hitler’s Reich Chancellery garden, a group of his remaining friends and colleagues huddled under the block-shaped exit of his last grim command centre, the Führerbunker. Flames engulfed the bodies of the newlywed Mr and Mrs Hitler, casting a flickering light over the onlookers, who raised their arms in a final straight-armed salute.

The enduring cultural and political relevance of Hitler’s death hardly needs restating. It gave us online parodies of the rant scene in the film Downfall and, of course, a wild range of conspiracy theories.

I once hoped that my book Hitler’s Death: the Case Against Conspiracy might put an end to those. But four years after publication, when I was invited on to the History Channel to inform viewers that Hitler didn’t die in 1958 from an American nuclear explosion over Antarctica following a battle with alien technology, I found myself wondering why such ridiculous stories endure.

The truth is, there are still fascinating mysteries that surround Hitler’s death, and those mysteries can be partly blamed for the persistence of some conspiracy theories. Remarkably, even 80 years later, historians still can’t say for certain precisely how Hitler died. The main reason for this uncertainty is the messy state of the forensic evidence. Behind that mess lie the Russians.

The first Soviets who entered the Führerbunker on 2 May 1945 didn’t set about a serious forensic investigation. Instead, they pinched a load of Eva’s bras and walked back out with them. This set the tone for the Soviet investigations into Hitler’s suicide.

That afternoon, the Soviet counterintelligence organisation SMERSH (literally meaning ‘death to spies’) commenced their investigation into Hitler’s fate. At first, a lookalike corpse, one of many bodies scattered around the area, was falsely identified as Hitler. Soon realising their mistake, SMERSH re-exhumed the real remains of Adolf and Eva from a bomb crater in the Reich Chancellery garden. They were subjected to a postmortem examination on 8 May – VE Day.

Hitler’s autopsy is a strange thing. His organs were not dissected or tested to confirm the alleged cause of death – cyanide poisoning – but the remains of his German shepherd, Blondi, were. Only one unclear photograph of Hitler’s remains was taken. Still, SMERSH collected the most important piece of evidence for Moscow: Hitler’s teeth.

By the time the western Allies entered the bunker in the summer of 1945, what they found was not a well-controlled crime scene, but a looter’s paradise. A whole room was stuffed with Hitler’s belongings. British soldiers joined in and they could easily sneak things out under their jackets past the Russian guards. I had the pleasure of telling Nemone Lethbridge, the daughter of John Sydney Lethbridge (chief of the British Intelligence Division in Germany between 1945 and 1948), that her father took a postcard, signed by Hitler, from the top drawer of the Führer’s desk.

Joseph Stalin was not happy with the SMERSH investigation. Instead of sharing the embarrassing details with the West, he did something very odd. On the same day one of Marshal Georgy Zhukov’s staff officers told the world that Hitler had died by poisoning himself, Stalin said Hitler was alive. At the Potsdam Conference, he said Hitler could be in Spain or Argentina.

There is no document explaining why Stalin did this. But he was probably playing a political game. Saying Hitler was alive allowed him to undermine a perceived rival in Zhukov, attack hostile regimes abroad, and keep the inadequacies of the Soviet investigations to himself.

A Soviet accusation that Hitler could be hiding in the British zone of Germany finally inspired British intelligence to undertake their own detailed investigation into Hitler’s death. They chose the best man for the job. Oxford historian Hugh Trevor-Roper was an experienced MI6 officer and the foremost British expert on Nazi intelligence organisations.

Trevor-Roper worked at speed with his American and British colleagues in Germany. His investigations brought together an array of witness and documentary evidence, producing a narrative of Hitler’s last days which remains authoritative today. After issuing impossible orders, raving about the ‘betrayals’ of those closest to him, marrying the woman he loved and dictating a final political testament which blamed the Jews for everything, Hitler shot himself. But even some of the evidence uncovered by British intelligence remains lost to history. I have been unable to locate Hitler’s engagement diary which Trevor-Roper used to verify certain times and dates, and historians still can’t say for certain who typed the fourth copy of Hitler’s will, which the Russians kept to themselves for years.

The Soviets found Trevor-Roper’s report ‘very interesting’, but they had nothing else to say on the matter. Probably incensed that the British had done a better job, Stalin secretly ordered another investigation into Hitler’s death, this time headed by the infamous NKVD, in 1946. That investigation unearthed a piece of skull damaged by a bullet. The NKVD findings suggested that Trevor-Roper was right, Hitler had shot himself. Weirdly, SMERSH refused to let the NKVD re-examine the remains they had uncovered. Historians can only theorise why.

In 2009 scientists from the University of Connecticut conducted DNA tests on the bullet-damaged piece of skull. The DNA results suggested that the skull was that of an unknown female. This inspired a new wave of conspiracy theories.

Red-faced Russian archivists argued that the DNA samples were taken without permission and disputed the validity of the results. In 2017, a team of French scientists examined the skull, jaw and teeth in Moscow. They suggested that the skull could still be Hitler’s, but they were not given permission to conduct any further DNA analysis.

Despite the regrettable state of the forensic evidence, we do know Hitler shot himself. Hitler’s dentists identified his jaws and teeth, and that identification has been confirmed by several forensic studies. Photos show blood on Hitler’s sofa where witnesses saw his body slumped over. The blood was tested, and it matched Hitler’s blood type. Witnesses describe only Hitler’s corpse being covered in blood, but Eva smelt of bitter almonds, indicating cyanide poisoning.

What we don’t know is whether Hitler shot himself and bit down on a cyanide capsule simultaneously. This is very unlikely due to the instantaneous nature of death by cyanide. But the most recent examination of Hitler’s teeth uncovered tiny blue deposits, suggesting the residue of a cyanide capsule.

This matters, because conspiracy theories thrive off uncertainty and Hitler’s chosen method of death reveals something of his character. Hitler’s death still has deep contemporary resonance, too.

In 2019 I called for an international team of scholars to conduct DNA tests on all the remains in Moscow in the interests of finding the truth. I would still like to see that happen one day. However, Russian propaganda – including the bizarre claims that Volodymyr Zelensky has purchased Hitler’s Eagle’s Nest and that Britain started the second world war – has shown Russia still can’t be trusted with historical truth.

Although the effort has always been international, Britain has arguably done more than any other country to solve the mysteries of Hitler’s death. When I think of Hitler’s death, the image which first comes to mind is not of Hitler ranting at his generals or even the Battle of Berlin. It is a picture of Winston Churchill on 16 July 1945, sitting on Hitler’s chair in front of the bunker exit, near where Hitler’s body had burned.

That’s because Hitler’s death not only represents the destruction of Nazi barbarism, but also the triumph of Britain. This is evident from the decisive role which Britain played in the second world war, the freedoms which Britain helped to preserve and the democratic state it helped to build in western Germany before its occupation of that land formally ended in 1955. We should remember this and take some pride in our history.

Luke Daly-Groves’s Hitler’s Death: the Case Against Conspiracy is out now.

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