Europe needs a culture shock

It's all very well buying guns but who's going to shoot them?

All of Britain’s armed forces would fit into Wembley Stadium with 17,000 seats free

So Sir Keir Starmer is buying some guns. But who is going to shoot them? As I have observed before, our entire armed forces could be accommodated within Wembley Stadium and still have 17,000 seats to spare.

Meanwhile, only a tenth of Generation Z — those aged 18-27 — would risk their lives to defend their country in a war, while 41 per cent said there were no circumstances at all in which they would take up arms for their country. Half think that Britain is a racist country and just 41 per cent were proud to be British.

Another study showed that a just 15 per cent of those between the ages of 18 and 24 described themselves as “very” patriotic, while more than half failed the “Life in the UK” examination, designed to test a newcomer’s knowledge of British values, traditions, culture, politics, history and laws before they join country.

Does this come as any surprise? After all, we have spent the last eight decades trashing our history, culture, traditions and values and elevating those of everybody else, especially if they are not white and harbour a particular animus for our country.

If the chickens symbolise our schools and universities, which for 40 years have been dominated by leftwing ideologues who are fully committed to unpicking the fabric of our national selfhood, then the demoralised, unpatriotic and mentally fragile young people are the sign of them coming home to roost.

At least, let’s hope they are. It’s not impossible that in the next five or ten years, we will find ourselves having to deploy troops to defend our way of life. Once we have exhausted the rump of working-class lads who have retained their sense of national pride in the face of continual social derision, we will be left with nowhere to turn. That would be the chickens coming home with a vengeance.

The denigration of our culture, both in Britain and across Europe, did not come out of nowhere. In fact, it began with the best of intentions.