It was a casual sneer, obviously one of a long line. There was hatred behind it, but of a quiet, chronic type, nothing new or unduly virulent, and he was taken aback by the flicker of amazed incredulity that passed over the younger man's ravaged face.

The eyes of the public are being opened toward those grafters who are preying on the gullibility of the sick and bed-ridden humanity. … [T]hey have banded together, and under the guise of injured innocence they bob up again as exponents of medical freedom. … The medical freedomite officers are the proselytes of the medical fake nostrums who, like the vultures, live on the carcasses of incurable diseases.

It's the place for all black sinners. / Watch them eating dead rat's innards.

Paradoxically, while most immigrants of other ethnic origins are welcomed and proud to be British, Cymrophobia still persists hundreds of years after the Anglo-Saxons labelled the original Britons as Welch, or foreigners.