Y’know What, Yonas, I Don’t Recall You Asking Permission To Stick Your Hands In My Pockets Either…

The ‘Indy’ goes to bat for the usual subject of progressive sympathy, failed asylum seekers:

“I was shocked,” Yonas says, sitting in a London café with The Independent. “They took my pictures off Facebook and they didn’t ask for permission.”

Yes, it’s terrible when people sponge off others without asking permission, isn’t it..?

The pictures that newspapers found on his account illustrated the story they wanted to tell –of a hard-looking boy. But in the flesh, Yonas is anything but – and his story of seeking out an education against the odds is hard not to admire.

And if he’d sought an education in Ethiopia, I’d have cheered him on. But he didn’t. He decided to make me pay for it.

And I find it rather hard to admire him as a result of that.

Yonas’s temporary immigration status lasts another year, after which he can apply for indefinite leave to remain. In the meantime, Yonas is hoping the Home Office realises he isn’t Ethiopian any more. “I don’t want to go back to Ethiopia; for me it’s like a different country now. Maybe back then Ethiopia felt like home, but now it’s here. Now I feel British.”

And you’re proving that by hiring lawyers to obtain more money from hard-pressed taxpayers. How sadly ‘British’ that is, these days…

4 comments for “Y’know What, Yonas, I Don’t Recall You Asking Permission To Stick Your Hands In My Pockets Either…

  1. November 12, 2013 at 5:26 pm

    “Now I feel British”.

    According to the New Testament Jesus was born in a stable, but there’s no mention of him being classified as a horse.

  2. MTG
    November 13, 2013 at 9:17 pm

    To be fair, I think Yonas has amply demonstrated an astonishing talent. Four years at Eton is normally required to bring that upper class sneer of self-entitlement, to maturity.

  3. November 14, 2013 at 12:16 pm

    No one ever gave me a ‘loan’ for my degrees. I had to work and pay for them myself. And pay taxes. And boy did I want to fly. I have never had the money or the time. To busy working and paying taxes. No-one gave me a ‘loan’ for flying either.

    I was in the RAF however and managed many flying hours fitted in with my main non-flying job 70 hours a week.

    But then, I was born and bred in England. We get what we strive for and sacrifice where we must.

    I did however also pay for my wife to go through her BA, MEd and PhD, whilst I was at it. All that full time education she had at no cost and no work and no paying taxes.

    But then, she wasn’t born and bred in England: like Yonas.

    What does it mean to be English? Sucker. Work and pay for everyone else. Fight for them. Do not expect even a shred of gratitude.

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