  you'll never cobble together a bloody multicultural society, mate. ya got bugger all integration, no unifying bloody culture, and piss-all harmony. ya just an economic zone, stitched up by the top dogs into a piss-poor caricature of a fair dinkum white federation. all the diversity gongs ya get are two-faced bullshit. behind ya back, those homogeneous countries take the piss out of ya. ya ancestors would be spewin', and ya descendants will have a bloody good laugh at ya braindead antics once you're pushing up daisies. young white blokes are bloody repulsed by ya. years of buggered diversity drives mean the young 'uns can spot a token hire like a roo spots a truck. even mixed-race cunts that seem 'right' look off to a young white fella. ya inability to get hypotheticals is a dead giveaway, and if ya somehow get a competent white bloke to work with ya, hell start skiving off the moment he smells ya incompetence, ya slackness, and ya special treatment. ya economy will never be worth a pinch of shit. ya churn out dodgy gdp numbers every three months, telling yerself growth will keep going up forever, but deep down, ya know the social fabric's fraying like an old swag, ready to flatten ya under its bloody weight. one day it'll be too much - government debt will stack up, inflation will go wild, productivity will tank, and your country will go tits up. niggers will break into ya offices, stoked they can finally nick some gear to get tucker. theyll start dossing in ya government digs to keep warm, and every bloody passerby for the rest of time will know another multicultural shemozzle bit the dust. ya government will rot, crumble back to dirt, and all thatll be left of your legacy are mongrel mutts and white elephant projects. this is your fate, this is what ya picked, and there's no turning back, ya drongo.
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