Breaking Britain (Completed)

Chapter 9

9
Saturday 5th January 2030
16:00

          Madu Obinna was born in England, both his parents were Nigerian. Madu's parents had been strict on him, promoting education and British culture, to ensure their son achieved and made his family proud. Although the Obinna family struggled financially, all three children grew up, with major achievements in academia.

         Madu, studied International Law at university, obtaining a first. There was a growing need for solicitors in England and Madu managed to join and succeed in a firm based in Bletchley. He practiced Family law and then went onto Criminal law. With the overcrowding of the prison cells, Madu quickly decided, he was not making any difference. Crimes were being unpunished and judges were leaning away from convicting criminals, even when the evidence was stacked against them. Madu knew this was because of government pressure, to cut the costs wherever possible.

         Madu eventually left the law firm and opted to enter into politics. Madu joined the Liberals and worked hard for three years, earning the respect of everyone around him. Eventually, the Liberals put him forward as a nominee for the local elections in Milton Keynes. Madu was unsuccessful. Carl Gray, his right hand man, later stated that it was his name that lost it. He said Madu Obinna just wasn't English enough.

         Madu made the decision to leave politics a year later, when the M.C.B.S. came headhunting him. The multi-cultural British Society, was based in London, in a building off Victoria Street. Madu left his family up north and moved down to head the London division.

        Madu, had to rebuild it from scratch. The Organization had been operating for many years, but due to the growing concern regarding immigrants, the MCBS name had started to gain a foothold in society.

         Madu's job was to take it to the next level, which he achieved amazingly well. With the assistance of Jonathan Vogl, who was based in Birmingham, Taylor Wyman and most recently Maria Anello, MCBS had highlighted the increasing injustice in school's giving preference to white English children and the increasing struggles that ethnics were having in gaining employment. Both of which saw Madu doing television interviews and arguing with prominent politicians.

         Last week Carel James, Madu's personal assistant had received twenty four calls from various talk shows asking for Madu to talk about the increasing violence towards ethnic minorities. The most important one was the Good Evening Mark Watson Show, aired on BBC1.

        Madu had met Mark before, when he was asked to talk about the growing segregation of societies throughout England. Mark had enjoyed the conversation so much, he had invited Madu out to a bar, where they continued the discussion until the bar closed.

       This show was going to be different, Percival Granthom from the New England Group was also scheduled to be there. It was billed as the Battle of Britain, by the advertisement campaign, which was aired after every other program.

       Madu looked around him, the hustle of the London tubes hadn't altered since ethnic Britain had gone into crisis. He observed the variety of nationalities, many were tourists, but he still couldn't help thinking that this was a true picture of multi-cultural Britain.

       He looked up at the monitor, three minutes until the next tube arrived. It was only one stop he was traveling, from Baker Street to Bond Street, no more than a five minute ride. He could easily have taken the Bakerloo line directly to Oxford Street, but he enjoyed the walk down Oxford Street. He enjoyed seeing a city in England still thriving, shops open and people still buying.

        He had recently visited a friend in Nuneaton and was shocked to see so many closed down shops, even some of the large food chains had closed to save money. That can happen when you spend around ten years in recession.

        The train came and Madu stepped on, he had timed his trip to the office before the rush hour, as he didn't want his new suit getting crushed. He found a seat reasonably easy, between a pregnant woman and what looked like a homeless man, who appeared to be asleep.

        Madu smiled at the woman, the woman reciprocated and huddled her arms in her coat around her protruding bump.

        The train started and Madu made the decision not to think about the talk show for the next five minutes, as he would be likely to miss his next stop.

          He scanned around the carriage, looking at people, who seemed oblivious to the violence that had spread throughout their country. There was a mixed race couple seated opposite him and he was conscious that the man was ensuring that Manu wasn't taking advantage of being seated in their eye line, to admire his partner.

         Manu felt a strong stitch come on, he had been getting these stitches often, especially when he went jogging, he wondered if it had something to do with the cities pollutants. The stitches usually lasted around thirty seconds, before dissipating.

        The train pulled up. This was his stop. People rose from their seats. He let the pregnant woman go first. His stitch hadn't stopped hurting. He pushed his feet in the ground and used his right hand to leaver himself up. The stitch shot through him. The pain was unbearable, he sat back down, bringing his hand to his side. It was wet and sticky. He lifted him hand. It was red.

       The mixed race woman opposite him, was the first to shed light on his predicament.

       'He's been stabbed'