Kand brittisk skadespelare lamnar England i avsky.

En av Englands mest beromda skadespelare, Ray Winstone har gett upp. Han lamnar sitt hemland efter att ha trottnat pa brottsligheten, forsamrad sjukvard, icke fungerande kriminal system och massinvandringen. 

I en intervju i Daily Mail sajer han foljande: 

‘I mean, don’t get me wrong,’ he says. ‘This is not something you want to do. Every time I get on a plane the thing I love is that moment when the captain announces we’re flying over England. 

You open the shutters on your little window and you look down at all those miles of green fields and think: “This is it.  This is England. This is the greatest, most beautiful country in the world.”’

He shakes his head and sighs. ‘But it’s just not great  any more, is it?’ He pauses.

‘Let’s be honest. This country isn’t going to the dogs. It’s gone to the dogs. We’re a mess. And do I really want to live in this mess any more? I feel bad saying it, but I’m just not sure.’

You work your nuts off, you get to have a nice life. But the way the British tax system is, it’s like you work your nuts off and then they give you a big kick in them. It gets to the point where you start to think you can’t afford to live in your own country.’

‘I wouldn’t mind if you could actually see something being done with all the money they take off in taxes. 

'But I don’t see more police on the streets. I don’t see more schools or hospitals being built. What I see is no one on the streets and then a legal system that doesn’t support the coppers when things finally get to court. There are criminals getting off every day in this country.

‘I see people going into hospital ill and coming out worse with an MRSA bug they’ve picked up from an unclean ward. And I see so many people coming into this country that we can’t cope.

‘As far as knife crime is concerned, what’s wrong with getting tough? First offence, a warning. Second offence, five years and third offence life. 

‘I’m happy for anyone from any other country to come here if they want to work, but I’m not happy to support everyone for nothing. I don’t want anyone taking the p***. If you’ve come into our country and you commit a crime, you should be deported. End of story.’ He shakes his head. ‘To me, this all makes sense.’

It seems obvious that, given Winstone’s convictions, he should try his hand at politics. He throws his head back and laughs. 

‘Are you kidding? No, no, no. I’ve never met a politician I haven’t wanted to walk away from and I’ve yet to hear a politician speak and actually believe the words coming out of his mouth.

‘We’ve got a working class in this country that doesn’t work any more. As I see it, you make a choice. Sit on your backside, laze about and claim benefits or work your b******* off and pay most of what you earn in tax. There’s no sense of pride, no sense of unity, no sense of people wanting to make this country a better place to live in.

 I guess the obvious place for me to go is America, but maybe I’ll consider France or Italy. 

Den beskrivningen passar in pa kaosets Sverige sa bra att vi undrar vilken beromd svensk som blir den forsta att vaga uttala sig pa det oppna och arliga sattet. Svenskar, det innefattat alla, media, politiker och andra som inte vagar uttrycka sig rakt pa sak ar det storsta hindret for en forandring och en forbattring. Det gor hela samhallsklimatet och debattklimatet fortryckt och konstlat. Ibland onskar man att svenskar var lika rakt pa sak som engelsman, vi tanker ju likadant men vi har till skillnad fran engelsmannen stora problem med att uttrycka oss fritt och ohammat. Vi borde lara oss det innan det blir helt forbjudet. SVD  DN AB