Uber Alles.
UBER ALLES
Once proud Deutschland had lost all it`s bloom,
Bound for an old-aged tomb,
When along the thin lanes
Just like blood along veins
Transfused piles of young willys and wombs.
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It all seems a long way from the Aryan ideal of yesteryear.
Once across the herrenvolk's border
Will they learn to march in order?
And will they meet respect sincere
By developing a taste for beer?
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Harry O'Neill
Sun 1st Nov 2015 18:05
M.C.
I think I `get`the drift of that last word and - given the religiously tee-total nature of much immigration I see the point about the possible dangers of `ghettoising`newly arrived immigrants with their differing beliefs.
I am encouraged by the American experience where -
despite an approaching majority of Latin speakers, one still gets an unmistakable feel of the U.S.A. about the country.
That is one mix that seems to have succeeded,I wonder what is going to happen to old nationalistic Europe...The
back to before...or...what?