Diversity is good for the soul. Eating the same cereal every day for the entirety of your life isn’t going to do you any favours. The monotony alone is bound to do terrible things to one’s bowels. Becoming a slave to routine and allowing that to be the governing factor in your life says rather a lot about the sort of person you are. I’m not entirely sure what because I don’t speak the language but I’m relatively certain it’s quite insulting.
So the naysayers and the doubters should try their very hardest to gain a little perspective on the whole matter of migration. It’s a good thing. It might not seem like it, people’s principles might scream against it and I’ll not pretend that there aren’t problems to be solved. Unsavoury matters of assaults and all that. No excuses for that sort of behaviour.
However, there are definite upsides. Given that people for some reason are all too willing to forget that we’re all one human race it might well be time to remind them of the cast iron facts. Diversity is truly excellent for more than just the soul. Drawing from the widest gene pool possible is a brilliant idea for strong and lively offspring. And then there are the other health benefits.
Having a radically different population is great, antibodies combine in a medically magical way and confer all sorts of immunity we might never have imagined before. People have grown more and more afraid of the risks posed by antibiotic resistant bacteria. They sweep through hospitals like a souped up scourge of the infirm. And it turns out that, just like in the cheesiest film you can think of, the answer was inside us all along. So stick that in your pipe and smoke it, I’ll try not to be overly smug. Try, but not succeed.