They’re not fit to rule us.
Britain will be voting this coming Thursday on whether it wants to leave or stay in the European Union. The respective campaigns are called Brexit and Remain. A few months ago, it looked to be a David versus Goliath situation, with the Remain campaign supported by all the major parties. Basically, it was the big establishment guns against a scattered opposition vilified by an overwhelmingly hostile media as little Englanders. The caricatures were pretty vile and their predictions of what would happen if we didn’t vote to stay in became progressively more biblical.
That set the tone for the Remain campaign, which very quickly acquired the title Project Fear. It was a bizarre melange of various elites all predicting scary and terrible things which would happen if we left; a recession deeper than the great depression, WW III would break out, death of the firstborn and the Thames would run red with blood. Little native birdies would drop dead as Norwegian Blues out of the sky like dive-bombing Stukas sent by a certain Junker, Christmas would be cancelled until further notice, cryptic crosswords would be banned and worst of all, Pointless wouldn’t get another series.
The Remain campaign have inundated us with various experts telling us not to be silly billies and here are all our expert’s numbers and predictions to shoo silly you back onto the straight and narrow. The thing is, all too many of them are the same people who never foresaw the twin crises engulfing the EU; the Euro crunch and the swamping of Europe by shiftless and violent economic migrants masquerading as war refugees.
And those same people who failed to see that short interval into the future are now telling us with Delphic certainty they know what’ll happen if we vote with our feet to get the hell out of a mess that’s rapidly spiralling down to such chaos that by popular acclaim extreme far right-wing parties are by default coming to power, because all faith has been lost in the judgement of establishment politics of either persuasion within the EU.
The Remain campaign, in the shape of the Guardian newspaper, scraped an absolute new low in gutter politics this week by telephoning a 79-year-old gentleman hard of hearing and with serious diabetes problems to get his view on Brexit and why the EU had killed his family’s fishing business. They twisted his responses and held over the hit piece until just before a debate in which his son Michael Gove, a prominent Brexit campaigner, was due to speak. There’s a reason that newspaper’s mounting losses have now spiralled up to the dizzying heights of 86 million pounds a year. I can only admire the Gove family’s restraint.
A wag characterised the Remain campaign as fear, sneer and smear, and that’s not far off the mark. People just didn’t like it.
There’s only one thing worse than a silent response after you’ve spent some effort trying to convince someone about something, and that’s a polite British response. It’s in a nice coded format that fanatics simply don’t understand, don’t realise is happening and most deliciously of all for a spectator on the side-lines, it’s taking the complete piss out of them to their face. It’s a form of social signalling that you have to be perceptive enough to realise someone is telling you ever so subtly to back off.
The responses to the Remain campaign bombardment, especially to frantic polling are actually meaningless, since coded Brit is being used. Those are very interesting numbers (what a crashing bore), I’ll certainly think about that (life is too bloody short), I’m sure you’re right (I’m pretty sure you’re wrong), well, we’ll probably have to fall back on muddling through as usual (without a wanker like you in tow), of course, we probably do need to be in Europe (the state it’s in, no bloody thanks), yes, we might certainly find it hard to survive outside Europe (like we did from 1939 onwards), your arguments are certainly compelling (they’re totally wrong), I might very well come around to your viewpoint one day, some day, soon (never) and of course that magic micro-second too long sibilanted yes (which actually means no).
The reality behind all the too close to call polling bollocks is the remark made by a reluctant Labour councillor this week doing the door to door canvassing to get the Remain vote out. “It’s just like last year, all the polls are saying it’s neck to neck but every door I knock on, they tell me to fuck off.” Not all the natives can be arsed to do the polite Brit speak, and can actually be quite forthright on occasion, especially when interrupted by some arsehole canvasser banging on their door when they’re trying to watch a good Euro 2016 match. They are sound men with the right priorities.
They’re of course right. All the EU has on offer is those twin evils that will bring down any country; a threat to the very lives of the people in it and a threat to their livelihood, and the ordinary person despite all the spin knows it too.
We have a massive influx of people into Europe whose customs are quite frankly so barbaric they’d shame the medieval ages. Sweden in the space of a year has gone from what was long regarded as a sexually enlightened country to become the rape capital of Europe with a rape statistic which has climbed 1472% in that interval. A small country like Sweden now has Sharia no-go areas where a woman who isn’t shrouded from head to toe in black is just “asking for it” and all those wonderful migrants are more than happy to oblige. German swimming pools have now gone to having strictly segregated men’s and women’s times.
The crown topper on the whole mess is that when they’re not too occupied groping the womenfolk and molesting children, they’re busy figuring out ways of killing us infidels. Of course, none of these tendencies are allowed to be reported, both by the media and the law enforcement agencies, since that might be construed as islamophobia, if not downright racist.
In response to the mass sexual assaults that occurred in Cologne on New Year’s Eve, the enlightened mayoress of the city thinks all that’s required to fix the problem is to issue a dress code to the city’s women. With such deranged stupidity, the disconnect between the politically correct establishment and the ordinary person who actually lives in the real world is by now complete.
The less virtuous but more practical countries within the EU will have nothing to do with the invasion, despite threats of having to take quotas or get fined. A Swiss canton has just accepted a 200,000 Euro fine for refusing to accept a single migrant and to add insult to injury, the country has just this week followed up by withdrawing totally its application to join the EU.
There’s a message there and it’s not just that they don’t want all those Jerries making a home run for their borders to escape Sharia zones. With last year’s million and a half immigrant flood and another one on the way, Angela’s ashes might well in future describe what’ll happen to German Kultur under the assault of an imported medieval barbarism.
All across the EU, the Schengen agreement to have open borders is in tatters. All the old border posts are now manned with a fresh generation of armed guards.
Like most economically literate people, I was always in favour of economic union within a European context, but that economic union has gradually crept towards a political union; a United states of Europe which is a beast of a completely different stripe.
That could never work, was always doomed to fail, and that’s not just the cultural differences either. In its current form, it’s a proto-federation run by an unelected elite who’re appointed rather than voted for, and consequently there’s no way to vote them out of office either.
You’re going to hear a lot of arguments either way, but for me what matters is I refuse to be ruled by people I neither elected nor whom I can’t kick out of office. That’s the reason the whole of the establishment across the complete political spectrum are leashed into the Remain bandwagon. They appoint each other into juicy jobs and we’ve got no way of firing them.
If we can’t vote them into power or vote them out of power, it’s a dictatorship. It’s the one thing, and the only thing which matters. All other issues are secondary.
My apologies to the Guardian. When I wrote the above, I didn’t realise some people on the Remain campaign side were completely devoid of even your miserable shred of common decency, but by immediately blaming the tragic murder of the Labour MP Jo Cox on a supposed Brexit supporter, they plumbed new depths. Such behaviour used to be called having no moral floor, and was reserved for describing Nazis and war criminals.
All political differences aside, I can only offer my sincere condolences to her husband, children, family and friends in this, their most terrible hour.
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