How the multicultural weeds that grow wild in the national garden failed Australia

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Multicultural love is blind when it comes to
feeding ever more real estate Ponzi schemes with
imported scab labour, or the lunatics and
criminals that third world countries happily
export. Multiculturalism is merely a facade for
this criminality. Globalist charity is cold enough
to freeze the balls off a polar bear, yet the same
multicultural faggots want Australia's workers to
hand their jobs, housing and services over to
swarms of imported scab labour. Aussies are really
held in contempt. A deep contradiction of
globalisation is between inclusion and exclusion
of those socio-economic groups which are empowered
(and enriched) by globalisation, to others who are
disempowered and pauperised by that process.

And as overpopulation feeds perpetual mayhem in
third world nations, the developed world goes
insane and imports the seeds of chaos and
destruction, to grow its own weeds of suffering
and violence. A universal mechanism of harm and
misery. Australia's GDP relied on rape of the
soil, gold-rushes, mineral booms and real-estate
speculation. We now sell-off our last finite
assets, along with real-estate and the illusion of
productive jobs associated with ephemeral service
industries. It has dawned on us that we would be
better off questioning the cruel economic
assumptions supporting the bogus case for bulk
immigration, rather than feeding the corporate
machine in the mistaken belief that it is somehow
a humanitarian act.

Now that Aussies are snared and entangled in Ponzi
schemes and real estate debt bubbles, they want
lower interest rates. They may want debt to have a
lower price, but do they really want more debt?
Plague immigration has baited this debt-trap.
Aussies wander lost in an anonymous globalist land
once known as Australia. They are entering a new
dark age, where they labour against their own
interests and their own kind, just to boost the
economic and political success of wealthy
parasites. Aussie multicultural zombies were so
deeply implanted with globalist sentimentality,
that despite the obvious and total failure of that
obnoxious orthodoxy, they still feebly clutch its
crappy nostrums to their bosoms.