I absolutely agree with Newshound but, talking as an Englishmen, let me add a little personel perspective.

I was born in England nearly 47 years ago and I spent the first 17 years of my life here. However around the time I was 17 I decided that I wanted action and adventure; so I left home and went to South Africa where I had some family. Thereafter, the country of my birth became a distant memory as I travelled and worked around Southern Africa and neighbouring territorries for nearly 30 years.

So when I returned to England a few years ago I really was a stranger in a strange land. I no longer felt at home, I was a complete outsider and as such saw everything anew.

One of the things that really struck me was that the English were, almost literally, a God forsaken people. It doesn't matter whether your God is Jehovah or Allah or Buddha or simply the Creator, the English have largely turned away from it.

Which is perhaps why the Anglo-American alliance is central to the New World Order. Moreover it is a mistake to think that Britain is a junior partner in this alliance, indeed it may even be the senior partner or rather British bloodlines are predominent. For we are talking about bloodlines here, family ties and small but VERY, VERY POWERFUL Ruling Elites. The very heart of the New World Order.

It's no coincidence that so many of Americas east coast establishment are connected by blood ties to British aristocracy. President Bush himself is a distant cousin of Queen Elizabeth.

None of which makes me ashamed to be English. Rather it makes proud of my forebearers; like the younger brother of General De Wet who rode with his elder brother's mounted commandos against the British in the Anglo Boer War. Or my great, great grandfather who as a young boy was evicted from his parents land in Scotland and made his way to America and eventually South Africa. Hence the name by which he is known today by his forebearers in South Africa: "Yank" Stewart.

When I first arrived in South Africa, nearly 30 years ago, I was talking to one my mixed race uncles who by then was 80. He recounted how as a small boy he had gone to one of the internment camps with food for the occupants. These were the first concentration camps, invented not by the Germans by by the British during the Anglo Boer War. And how the guards, looking so smart in their pressed uniforms with their brass buttons glistening in the sun, had turned him away.

"Those English Bastards," he said. At the time I didn't understand. Now I do.

Like they say, there is a reckoning coming and I think that it's going to hit this place particularly hard. And when it does something tells me that my ancestors are going to be cheering out very, very loudly.