This lady summarizes well why I call myself the Southern Boudiccia.Predatory Invaders: Time to Play the Celtic Card?
Sometimes people ask me what brought me to the battle against immigration, why am I so vocal, so passionate, so ("inappropriately") angry. So unladylike! The simple answer is: Raina is dead.
Raina, a young White American girl, murdered by an illegal alien who came to my country "for a better life"; a cockroach who drugged, raped and killed her, and scurried back to Mexico, which sheltered him in its shadows from any consequences.
Should Americans wait to "remember in November" and try to vote out open-borders traitors with ever more Rainas' blood on their hands? It seems far wiser that we remember our Rainas every minute, every day. And act to protect our own.
Years ago, even as I parroted "diversity is our strength", my inner voice was sounding an increasingly urgent warning. Over time, I had become a stranger in the country founded by my ancestors for their "posterity." Foreigners usurping our birthright and demanding special privileges were surrounding Americans, aided and abetted by treasonous leaders taxing us to fund the invaders.
Then,10 years back, a small news item caught my attention. Two young teenagers in a nearby town had fallen victim to a vicious alien predator. The girls had been at a local cafe when a Mexican schoolmate and his uncle invited them for a ride. Hours later, Raina's friend staggered back into town, drugged, naked and dazed after being sexually assaulted and choked into unconsciousness. She was the lucky one.
Within 24 hours, Raina's fate still unknown, Meximafia hustlers descended like vultures upon her hometown to assure all that this brutal crime had nothing...nada...to do with Third World beasts victimizing our Republic's innocent children.
But I knew better.
Increasingly, stories were surfacing of foreign men preying upon unsuspecting females whose typical American behavior was interpreted as promiscuity, a sexual invitation, lack of self-respect and parental ambivalence. The enemy was inside our gates. N.O.W. was demanding borderless sisterhood with Stone Age women who sold or killed female offspring, hacked off their daughters' sex organs, and accepted chattel status. "Bring 'em to America and they'll assimilate," we were told. Gang initiation rites, where invaders raped and sometimes murdered White American females, were covered up by our so-called law enforcement officers who still don't think it is in their job descriptions to identify and apprehend law breaking aliens.
In the days of my childhood, had I or my friends met Raina's end, I have no doubt the WWII dads in my neighborhood would have cleaned their guns, gone hunting, bagged their kill, and sealed their lips. Such men were readily acknowledged as our heroes, protectors and defenders against enemies, foreign and domestic.
But today, so many sensitive, sissified American males might talk, but they don't walk. Recently (6/8/6), the Colorado Association of Chiefs of Police passed a resolution expressing their general unwillingness to serve as immigration law enforcers. These are our PAID protectors who have taken an oath to defend us!
It is time we look to our our people's past, our history and heritage, for solutions to imported savagery:
Queen Boadicea, born 30 AD, was of the Keltoi, or Celtic tribe which resided in the British Isles and Western Europe from 500 BC on. (The Celts and other European tribes smashed the Roman Empire in 410 AD.) Brutal, misogynist Roman invaders held Celts in contempt in great part because our foremothers fought valiently in battle alongside of our men. We were warriors, not wimps, my Sisters.
Prior to his death, Boadicea's husband took steps to appease Roman invader-colonists occupying England in a failed attempt to protect his family, Despite his obsequious efforts, Romans soldiers soon flogged his independent-minded widow, forcing her to watch as they raped her two young daughters.
Queen Boadicea did not have self-appointed experts tell her that it wasn't the Romans' fault, that their act celebrated multiculturalism and that she should get over it. She did not enroll in anger management classes, nor engage in a group love hug with Roman rapists. Her survival and parental instincts intact, Boadicea did what any caring, thinking Celtic mother would do. She rose up to protect her daughters and nation from further abuse. Boarding her chariot, daughters in tow, she organized and led into battle more than 100,000 of her Celtic clansmen -- and women -- to put an end to the heinous crimes of brutal foreign invaders. In her wake, a river of Roman blood ran through the streets of England's cities and countryside.
Boudicea's rousing speech is timeless: "It is...as one of the people that I am avenging lost freedom, my scourged body, the outraged chastity of my daughters. Roman lust has gone so far that not our very person, nor even age or virginity, are left unpolluted. But heaven is on the side of a righteous vengeance; a [Roman] legion which dared to fight has perished; the rest are hiding themselves in their camp, or are thinking anxiously of flight. They will not sustain even the din and the shout of so many thousands, much less our charge and our blows. If you weigh well the strength of the armies, and the causes of the war, you will see that in this battle you must conquer or die. This is a woman's resolve; as for men, they may live and be slaves."
Nearly 2,000 years after her death, England erected a statue overlooking the Thames celebrating one of its first heroes, the Warrior Queen, who galvanized her fellow patriots against invading hordes that posed a threat to her nation's very survival. (http://members.tripod.com/~ancient_history/boadlinks.html
Scottish Celt vocalist Steve McDonald's haunting song, "Boadicea" (Stone of Destiny CD, 1997, Etherean Music)*, honors her resolve and courage, even as she met her death.
Recently, I went looking for Raina and found all that remains: her name on a website for murdered children. "In Memory." Raina is dead. Her killer never punished, harbored by a heathen nation engaged in a massive invasion of ours with the help of evil ones in high places. Yes, I remember Raina every day. Her name means Queen, the title held by Boadicea.
I am beyond done with invaders and their foreign and domestic accomplices playing their ragged deck of race, bigot, xenophobe cards designed to silence, frighten and paralyze us. I have no time for plotting, plodding, can't-do politicians with empty promises and PAC-filled wallets.
America: Will you sit on your rear til November draws near, as we lose ever more Rainas to this onslaught which President Bush could, but won't end tomorrow?
Or does the time draw nigh for us to play the "Celtic Card"?
© 2006 Terry Graham.