Midnight in Engelstan
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He stared at her. She was so enraged and in despair he desperately wanted to make her see reason. He tried to speak calmly.
“Darling, there are some historical events that nations can never recover from. England is now a nonwhite majority country. That means the highest crime-rate in Europe, the most dangerous streets, mass unemployment, rampant corruption, open racism against whites, and large numbers of whites leaving every year. Those are the facts. It’s now irreversible. What are you going to do? Gas these people? Nuke them? Scotland doesn’t even have nuclear weapons. England still does. They can’t even be got rid of by war. The situation is an impasse. One of history’s great tragedies. The Roman Empire fell. Italy became a backwater overrun by foreigners. The same happened to Greece. Now it’s happening to England. Give up and leave it. Breed little English blonds like yourself somewhere else. In a more civilized environment. Like Switzerland or Germany. Where you don’t get called a white whore on the street every day.”
She stared at him. Her eyes were blazing with fury and hysterical pride.
“This is my country! This is England! It’s not some fucking artificial construct like Belgium or Bosnia, the result of a treaty or a diplomatic backroom deal! It’s a nation founded in blood! A thousand years ago! And it’ll drown in blood before we lose it!”
He looked at her sadly. It seemed as if they would not have a common future after all.
“Those are serious words. That means you’re choosing the terrorist path.”
“The Irish did it,” she said grimly. “They won. Why shouldn’t we?”
6
Stephanie got up and started to make something to eat and they tried to think of other things. He wanted to help her cook, but she insisted he was an invalid and had to rest. He idly turned on the television. There was a news program, and he saw King Rajiv of England and Wales opening an Islamic university at Oxford, the ninth and biggest in the country. He was accompanied by the ambassador of Saudi Arabia, which had financed the construction and would contribute the leading scholars to the faculty. The King made a brief speech expressing the hope that this would confirm England’s position as a world leader in Islamic studies. Roland knew that Rajiv was the son of the late King James, who had married the daughter of an Indian billionaire and life peer. There was a brief shot of Queen Jema on the dais with the ambassador. She was an ex-top model of South Sudanese origin, and beside her were the two little black princes, the elder of whom would succeed Rajiv as King. The prospect of an African King of England had converted the entire left into staunch monarchists, and the little black princes’ photos were displayed in every classroom in the country as a wonderful symbol of hope for the future. The end of racist England was in sight.
The next item of news showed a scene of fires out of control. An entire area of a city seemed to have gone up in flames. It was Leicester. There were scenes of people milling in the street as fire-engines tried to control infernos that had spread through whole rows of houses. The people milling about were Asians and blacks. It was reported that sixty-four separate fires had broken out in the city at the same time in the early hours of the morning. The fire brigade was utterly overwhelmed. Fire engines had come in from neighboring cities but had been too late. The fires were said to have been started by Molotov cocktails thrown through basement or ground floor windows, with another plastic bottle of petrol thrown after them. It was the latest method, it was reported, of the fascist terrorist groups that were loosely referred to as the White English Resistance. Their tactic was to drive through a city in a dozen stolen cars carrying two-man teams.
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It is the year 2084. Scotland is independent and England has a nonwhite majority. The change of majorities, though predictable after a century of immigration, has plunged the country into crisis. Political parties are polarized along racial lines. Ethnic communities have become closed and hostile to one another. Sharia law is in force in certain cities. Millions of English whites have fled to Scotland or other countries. These expatriates refer to their homeland as “Engelstan”.
The new Prime Minister of England, Makhdoom Khan, is a man with a mission. Make sure that the white English never regain control of the country. The leader of the Opposition is eliminated by a staged sex scandal. Meanwhile a white nationalist terrorist movement led by a maverick academic is pushing the nation to the brink of civil war.
Roland, an Anglo-Swiss journalist, whose mother is one of millions of English exiles, returns to investigate the turmoil in his ancestral homeland. He tries to track down and interview the white terrorist leader, who leads him on a bizarre odyssey across the country. He falls in love with a beautiful nationalist extremist and becomes caught up in an opposition plot to bring down the government. As the action races to a climax, the question the characters grapple with is: can Engelstan be undone? Or is it now irreversible? And has England gone forever?
About the Author
Michael Antony has lived in Switzerland, New Zealand, Canada, Britain, Spain and France. He has degrees in English Literature and has mostly lived as a teacher. He is the author of The Masculine Century, Parts 1 and 2 (non-fiction), and The Apocalypse Syndrome (fiction).