Here is a little post I wrote on Twitlonger during the week, in response to the inevitable increased political focus on immigrants and immigration. I’m saving it here for posterity.

 

Don’t worry you anti-immigrant type people. My dad, who left his first year at university in India to come to the Mother Country as a British Subject, and then worked long days on a building site while trying to study, died some time ago. Despite being almost blind, he endured daily abuse from people at large and teenagers on the bus, and people trying to set our fence on fire twice and being moved on from accommodation because of his colour. He always spoke English so that’s not a problem. He died aged only 74, having worked all his life, exporting goods made by British industry. He saved every last penny and always paid his tax. So he’s not a drain on you.

His wife, my mum, another immigrant from India, worked as a nurse in the NHS for 30 years looking after confused elderly people, also enduring abuse and discrimination based on her sex, her race and her disability. She’s now gone back home to India, having saved and paid her taxes all her life. She never claimed benefits. She’s no longer a drain, if she ever was.

Two fewer brown faces around, they won’t be bothering you.