One of my favourite cities in the world is Buenos Aires, Argentina. My wife and I would travel there to enjoy the calmer atmosphere and culture that was a contrast to manic mayhem of Brazilian cities. In this particular year we were there for Christmas.

After a Christmas dinner at one of my favourite restaurants in the neighbourhood of Recoleta, we decided to go for a stroll in the famous cemetery, a very fascinating place. Laid out like a city for the dead, the Recoleta Cemetery has streets with their names on signposts and houses for dead people, all of different types and sizes that reflect the stature of the families of their occupiers, just like any other living city. There’s a select part of town with its mansion-like mausoleums and there is a more down-to-earth part of town with its far more modest accommodation.

Somewhere between the two extremes, in a very tasteful but relatively modest grave lies Eva Peron. Looking through the wrought-iron gates, the sun was shining on her black coffin. It seemed to me that this was a much nicer way to be interred than being buried in a six-foot hole in the ground or burnt in an oven.

Recoleta is an affluent neighbourhood and its cemetery includes many notable people such as presidents and top businessmen. These types of cemeteries are common throughout countries dominated by the Roman Catholic religion such as in South America. They tend to reflect the neighbourhood where they’re situated but they’re not all as pleasant as the one at Recoleta.

When my wife first showed me her family’s grave in Sao Paulo, I looked at it as a person looking at  a potential new house, after all there was a good chance that I might be incarcerated there myself. This particular house wasn’t as grand as those at Recoleta, it was smaller and looked a bit gloomy inside. I wanted to lie in sunlight like Eva Peron.

On the stone shelves inside, about half were occupied, the others were waiting for new occupants. The coffins would be laid on a shelf and then they were bricked up. My wife’s father’s shelf had obviously been broken into and hastily repaired. When I asked my wife about this, she told me that shortly after her father was incarcerated, grave robbers had broken in looking for gold teeth and fillings.

For us in the West, it seems hard to imagine the type of person that would break into a coffin and pull the teeth out of a corpse, but perhaps it is something our government would like us to get used to.

Sometimes, even the Guardian newspaper has an article worth reading, such as this one:

Overstretched cities – Graveyard living: inside the ‘cemetery slums’ of Manila

The above article is well worth a read. This subject has been reported on elsewhere, but it is still frightening to us here in the West. Just like the grave robbers of Sao Paulo, the thought of setting up a home in a grave or mausoleum is unthinkable.

Brazil, up until the recent election of Bolsonaro, along with many Third World countries around the world, has had a history of Socialist governments, Governments that, with smiling reassurances, claim to have the interests of the poor at heart and yet here they are – pulling the teeth out of corpses and living in graves in their attempts to survive.

I’ve written about the exploding population of the Third World before (see here), it is horribly out of control, and in desperation their populations are heading our way. In the Third World, they breed without any thought of how they are going to raise their offspring and then expect us to pay. This is the reality of the Globalist, Marxist ideology.

Of course, immigration will do nothing to solve the problems of the Third World. There are just too many people and we’ll end up committing suicide along with them.

As our population explodes through immigration, we on our little island are having to accommodate the equivalent of an extra major city every year. We usually cremate people here and so we don’t have the extra housing capacity.

We’re being told that we must support hundreds of thousands of extra people a year, the majority of those are from a totally alien culture with completely different values. All of this at a time when our industry has migrated overseas and many are trying to cope with the runaway cost of living with part time jobs and zero hours contracts. The numbers just don’t add up. With Socialism the numbers never do make sense though do they.

We voted to leave the European Union, a Socialist, Marxist construct (call it what you will), that, while preaching the same smiling reassurances and altruism, is driving us rapidly towards the Third World while these Eurocrats sip champagne.

As Theresa May and her government have collaborated with the European Union under the pretence of negotiating our supposed exit from the EU, the very last thing that they are prepared to let us do is control our borders and pursue more lucrative trade deals globally.

I’ve painted a very bleak but very realistic and true picture here and this reality will be your future if you don’t confront Theresa May and her government as this Brexit negotiation betrayal enters its final stages.

Lib, Lab or Con, they are all fundamentally the same in their determination to cling to the European Union, they’re all Marxists.

If we can’t escape the clutches of the European Union now, your children and grandchildren are going to end up living with the dead.


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