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Brit Actually: Nursery Rhymes of Reparations

Book by Abhijit Naskar · 9 quotes · Colonialism, Colonial History, British Empire

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“Humpty Dumpty (Colonial Sonnet) Humpty Dumpty sat on a throne, he made a career of divide-n-rule. Whole west found a savior in a fool, as he was anointed the royal mule. He smuggled food from starving natives, for fighting troops were far more worthy. Adolf was designated the villain supremo, while he was the free world's beloved Humpty. It's fault of the natives to "breed like rabbits", he was right to be their judge and executioner. After all, human rights mean rights of the pale, freedom and equality don't apply to the darker. Humpty Dumpty was ready with his cigar, to fight the invaders on the beaches. Sure he was the right nut for the job, expertise lies in centuries of practice.”

“Carry on Up The Tower (The Sonnet) British museum is not a repository of relics, it's a time capsule of british barbarism. It's a classic case of cannibalism, narcissism, kleptomania and psychopathy combined in one. Tower of London is not a heritage site, it's the Bedlam of the british. The title of "heritage site" belongs to memories of pride, not primitives. Buckingham palace is not a noble home, it's the national zoo of England, where they coddle massacre 'n stagnation, with no civil initiative for atonement. Nobility of blood is nobility of the jungle, modern nobility involves substance of character, whose identity isn't anchored in transgressions, bloodline defines chimps, humans by behavior.”

“God Save The King, Sonnet (New UK Anthem) God save our gracious King, Long live our noble King! Even if he is a philanderer, God save our righteous King! Send him victorious, happy and glorious, ruler of the free world, even if he is ignominious! Thy choicest gifts in store, on him be pleased to pour, let starving natives starve, so our king may rightly soar. May he defend our laws, and ever give us cause, to be but proud morons, merrying over massacres.”

“Jack and Jill (Colonial Sonnet) Jack and Jill once went up a hill, to pick the fabled golden fruit. So they trapped some blacks-n-browns, to serve them tireless hand and foot. Jack and Jill had a glorious dream, to make the world imperially great. So they bought some colored folks, to boss around from their noble bed. Jack and Jill were full of themselves, they nicked 'n nicked without repercussion. Like shameless filth then they sold tickets, exhibiting the spoils of their barbarism. Jack and Jill were textbook white trash, not the right idols of civilized society. You cannot unscrew their diabolical screwups, just have the decency to not repeat history.”