Tuesday 28 June 2016

Brexit Fecksit


Frankly, I'd rather not think about it, because it's not like anything I say is going to change anything, but I'm still gonna say it anyway because it's not like I didn't see it coming. I remember my first time in London back in 1967, the trendy fashions of Carnaby street. A nice hot cup of Typhoo in a little Soho sandwich shop to escape that perpetual grey. We even met Michael Caine running a colourful little souvenir stand on the Strand, demonstrating how to speak cockney. In those days the common market was still in its baby steps and each had its own unique blend of wares and ideas. The shear diaspora of it really seemed so magical. Despite all unstable exchange rates, people still had the freedom to be personally creative to at least maintain some kind of continuity in their lives. When it all became the EEC that changed, not because of the tariff agreements, but the greed of big business, cheap mass production (and of course OPEC) swallowing up all the small competitors. They dictated the trend and then enforced their own restrictions. There the demon of globalization began to raise its ugly head. It didn't matter where I went, it was all the same rubbish, nor did the standards ensure quality. Of course when that market overdid it, they expected governments to bail them out or face massive unemployment, then fired them anyway. Loans to plug the deficit never got paid and without a viable GNP, taxpayers couldn't foot the bill either. Then 9/11 did the rest on the foregone promise of Iraqi oil. It didn't matter if us Europeans didn't buy it, the world banks centralized anyway, and failing this, foreclosed, and demanded their bailouts too; then came Spain, Italy and Greece. Germany's been scraping bottom since the wall came down, but still everyone takes us for some kind of socialist utopia, thriving on impossible riches stashed in some unheard of off-shore account. All these stupid demands for preferential treatment, threatening to throw the baby out with the bath water just leaves us cold. Did Norway make a fuss or threats when they opted out for the less demanding EEA arrangement? Don't talk to me about Iceland, because they still owe the central bank more than they can ever pay off, no matter what they do.


 I remember the Dover ferry, all those whiners hanging around the duty free, always complaining about the EC and avoiding us foreigners like we had something contagious. I don't think I've ever heard them not complain about the EEC, the EU or how us foreigners are just not like them, as if we should feel obligated. Well, guess what, I could say the same of them because it seems no matter where I've tried to communicate with that lot, they're too full of themselves to make sense of anyone else. So, don't cry at me about all the lies you've been told when you can't fess up to your own stupid mistakes. You've sold out to your own inner schweinehund, so you're just gonna have to sink or swim like the rest of us. No preferential treatment, you had your chance too many times already, like the foolish child who kept crying wolf. You have yet to learn that the enemy of your enemy is not necessarily your friend if you keep playing the blame game.


P.S. Note that I am addressing this rant to the sheeple who think the bully-boy vigilante tactics of undermining partnerships through blame shifting defamation, especially motivated by the unlikeliest promises, is anything other than a narcissistic want of its own absolute power. So you say its not about racism. Ask yourself what UKIP and its affiliates like the AfD and the Front Nationale stand to gain from breaking up the whole EU? You don’t think so? Most didn’t think so about the Beer-Hall Putsch either.

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