Once Upon a Time In A Place Called Europe
We live in a European dump now-all that's left of my country is a memory. When I think of Britain today, I see a dog-eared, distorted picture that slightly resembles something I used to love. I once felt blessed to be British and to live in the most civilised place on earth, among some of the finest people. It was not paradise, but I understood why it was called "Great" Britain, and why so much of the world was modelled on our example. But a sordid, treasonous deal was done that would, in the end, ruin everything.
It's difficult to pinpoint exactly where and when the deed was done. It's tempting to choose January Ist 1973, the day when the increasingly unpopular Conservative Prime Minister Edward Heath committed Britain to an international club he called the 'Common Market'. There was plenty of suspicion about this arrangement within the government itself and rightly so.
Heath was ejected from office 13 months later in the general election that put Labour's Harold Wilson into Downing Street. Fans of 'democracy' should study what followed carefully, as a textbook example of how an electorate can be manipulated into believing they are steering their own future.
Wilson's party had scraped into power in February of 1974, by making two promises in their manifesto. Labour, if elected, would (a) renegotiate the terms of the agreement with the "European Community" and (b) if the new terms were acceptable to the government, a referendum would be held to allow the British people to decide if Britain would stay in the "European Community" or leave.
Following the "renegotiations" a referendum was held, on June 5th 1975:
1975 referendum ACTUAL WORDING |
Perhaps then, we should move the finger of blame to that fateful day, as it could be argued that we the people were the architects of our own destruction. After all, the British public could have stuck two fingers up to the European Community, but voted instead to stay inside it.
The story is not, however, quite that simple. First, consider the truly remarkable word-play that has accompanied the rise of the European super-state that we (allegedly) left six years ago. Heath took Britain into The Common Market in 1973. After "renegotiations" the public voted to stay within the European Community in 1975. Within a few years this was generally referred to as the European Economic Community or EEC (the "common market" label faded away). Forty one years later the British public voted to leave The European Union.
2016 referendum ACTUAL WORDING |
To recap, Heath put Britain in the "Common Market" the public then found themselves inside the "European Community", and in the end, voted to leave the "European Union".
This is not mere semantic nit-picking, but a genuine symbolic representation of what was done - namely, the British population were taken in to a club they hadn't asked to join, then invited to voted to 'stay in' a slightly altered version, and forty years later had to vote their way out of a completely different organisation.
BLACK WEDNESDAY
Another strong contender for the day that Britain's demise became inevitable is September 16th 1992. As with most economic disasters, the truth of what happened on Black Wednesday is a riddle wrapped in an enigma dressed up as a kangaroo. How much, who won, who lost, and how are questions that have never been rewarded with satisfactory answers.
For example, the British Treasury's initial estimates of the UK's "losses" ran as high as £27 billion, an almost unimaginable sum at the time. By 2005, however, the top money-men had magically walked this back to (they said) about £3 billion. The gap between these two figures is astronomic enough to suggest that the geniuses running the Treasury are either lying or have no grasp of even basic arithmetic. Or both.
What we do know is that Black Wednesday was a direct result of Britain's slyly engineered membership of the European project. Prime Minister John Major and his crew of Europhile halfwits had hitched the pound to the Deutschmark through the wonder of the EU exchange-rate mechanism. The Mark was strong and the pound was weak. (Britain's inflation was running at three times that of Germany).
On Wall Street, a bunch of drooling shrewdies saw the chance to make a killing. As a result of his Black Wednesday efforts, a Hungarian finance-vampire named George Soros became the first currency trader in history to make over a billion in a single month and helped implode the British economy in the process. [For details CLICK HERE]
Seven major American banks were trading similar positions to Soros, including the Chase Manhattan Bank, where a new employee named Sajid Javid was watching the financial chaos in Europe with keen interest. Within two years he would become Chase Manhattan's youngest ever vice-president. Presumably he noticed that Germany's strength was Britain's weakness, because in the year 2000 he would join the Deutschebank as a director. Quite why this globetrotting multi-millionaire prodigy later "left banking" and is now the U.K. Health Secretary is open to question. If indeed, he ever did leave banking, which I somewhat doubt. [Javid details HERE]
THE SOROS FACTOR
Although the British economy recovered from Black Wednesday (allegedly) we can speculate that in the aftermath of his incredible coup, George Soros was emboldened to advance his socio-economic interests onto the world stage on a scale never before attempted by a private individual. In the thirty years since, no-one has tried harder to re-shape the nature of western societies, or cared less for the chaos unleashed in the process. But what else would you expect from a Jewish polymath who collaborated with the Nazis during world war two?
Using his enormous wealth as a sledgehammer, Soros has bought himself effective political control of many major American cities and his influence in Washington is massive though unmeasureable.
His influence on the events shaping this century is arguably greater than any other individual alive. He has, for example, poured untold billions into helping move a sizeable chunk of the population of Africa into mainland Europe, and is hugely more powerful and influential than any elected western leader in the last fifty years.
Trying to put the Soros factor in perspective is a bit like guessing the weight of a dinosaur by observing its shadow. You know it's heavy, but you could miss by a hundred tons. What can be stated is that he is beyond doubt a megalomaniac. Quizzed on his overview of the global financial crash of 2008 (for which he was at least partly responsible) he described the crisis as "stimulating" and "the culmination of my life's work."
Bear in mind, as a direct result of that economic catastrophe, the entire western world has been running on imaginary money ever since. The so-called 'banker bailout' of 2008 was nothing more than a massive con-trick for which the world is still paying.
THE MYTH OF INDEPENDENCE
I will conclude with my personal pick for the day Britain was broken: September 11th 1997. As we described earlier, Britain's presence in the Common Market/EEC/EU was achieved aftyer a significant amount of political insider-dealing. Our EU presence had already made the British people largely unwitting participants in the drive towards Global Government that now seems unstoppable.
But in 1997, the fiend in human form who had risen to become Prime Minister had evil on his mind, and awarded his fellow Scots a controversial second referendum on the thorny issue of "devolution". So proud was Tony Blair of his own generosity, he was moved to describe this as "the end of the era of big government". This was about as accurate as comparing walking the plank to "testing the water" but the gullible Scottish public -who were largely responsible for Blair's electoral success- took him at his word.
As invariably happens when the elite feel threatened by the necessity for a referendum, the political heavyweights came out swinging right and left, and a majority (of the 60% of Scots who bothered to turn out) were bludgeoned/duped into voting for a nice wee Parliament for themselves.
Stung by the Scottish impudence, Wales accepted their own referendum and followed suit, somehow reversing a colossal anti-EU bias within their impressively xenophobic population.
What neither Scots nor Welsh had reckoned on, though, was the ancient principle of 'divide and conquer' which was being leveraged against the very concept of the United Kingdom, and in favour of the rapidly growing Eurozone. As Blair -and his globalist pals in Brussels- anticipated, fledgling regimes are the easiest to corrupt.
In short order, appropriate Scots and Welsh 'leaders' were selected, crowned and escorted into first-class seats on the EU gravy train. After Blair's crazed warmongering and serial betrayals made Labour unelectable even in Scotland, the SNP stepped into the globalist breach, promising 'Independence'. The EU smiled upon the Scot-Nats, and the cheques were in the post before you could say on ye go Jimmy.
Of course, when a politician offers the people 'independence', wise folk can hear the chains rattling and see the walls going up, but wisdom was in short supply in post-Blair Britain. From that moment on, the loyalty of the Scottish Parliament and the Welsh Assembly was to the big boys in Brussels, who could offer the kind of bribes that had already tamed the wolves of Westminster.
FANTASY WORLD
Which brings us to the Bizzaro World of 2022. The parallel universe where:
1. "Britain" voted to leave the EU, but six years later nothing EU-related has changed and the island is full of people who came here from or via Europe
2. "Scotland" has its own oaf-stuffed Parliament of full-time parasites, dominated by a party that promotes 'independence' from Britain while simultaneously demanding submission to the globalist tyranny of the European Union. Gigantic housing estates are being erected all across Glasgow and Edinburgh to accomodate the vast influx of immigrants also demanded by Scotland's Eurocentric puppet regime - run by a supposedly "Nationalist" party.
3. On the same island, "England" (50,000 square miles and densely inhabited) is in Covid not important mode, while Scotland (30,000 square miles, mostly uninhabited) remains in Covid gonna killya limbo. England's capital city of London now has a majority non-white population.
4. A wretched, collapsing organisation called the "National Health Service" has been overrun by unenendng waves of recently-arrived foreigners and their children, while the elderly Brits who spent their lives paying for the NHS are now last in the queue for hospital treatment. Since January 1st 2022, over 4,500 more illegal immigrants have been accomodated in Britain at taxpayer expense after sailing across the channel to claim free housing, health care and money. [For details CLICK HERE]
5. Inflation is sending prices of basic foodstuffs wildly out of control while the government refuses to allow homeowners to use wood-burning stoves for heat (survival) so that "the planet will be saved from carbon-induced global warming", while they and their non-dom, tax-evading ministers roam the globe in first-class and Lear-jets to hobnob with billionaires.
6. All so-called "public services" -police, courts, health-care, civil service, public media and politicians are, on the island called Britain, devoted to prioritising people from other countries, and extinguishing the last vestiges of British identity.
Once upon a time in a place called Europe.
Hello Ian
ReplyDeleteYet another great, thought provoking essay. Strangely enough a few weeks back I had a conversation around the same subject; the demise of England. How the country I grew up in has gone and the dung heap I live in now. Fortunately there are pockets of nice-England but they are becoming few and far between. On a related topic and the demise of England, my wife is in a fecesbook group called 'Incidents on Teesside' and some of the stories are literally blood curdling...armed police raids and the like...what happened to 'my beautiful country'?
So, back on subject I would like to make my own confessional, I too voted to stay in the EU. I bought the lies of the politicians of the day. And I suppose for many years afterwards. I woke up (sorry to use that expression) during and at the end of the Bliar creature's term of office. After that I saw through the BS that pours out of the HoC and HoL. My voting is now 'who is the least worst of a bad bunch' however some parties I wouldn't touch with a barge pole. Frightening situation! So when the opportunity came to rectify my past mistakes, I voted for brexit. Sadly though, it's still the same shower of sh1t managing the
Sorry! Fat thumbs hit the send before I had finished. Damn these small screens!
DeleteIn essence everything wrong with our country now, stems from that building in London...the HoC! And I am going back right after WW2.
It is frightening, Andy -because if all we have is democracy and democracy belongs to the corporations, we belong to them too. Bravo for admittng you voted pro-Common Market : it was sold to us in a manner that was entirely, monstrously deceptive, as both parties were quietly committed to taking us into the EU irrespective of the terms. Only when we were in, did the mask come off. I did not vote, but was naively sympathetic to the idea, as I was trying to avoid engagement with politics at anything beyond a superficial level. And that's the problem - almost everyone simply reads the headlines and thinks "well, that'll be my opinion then". That's why we have to stand up as individuals, because the groupthinkers are lazy and have to be told they are.
DeleteMuch sound and fury about whether Johnson and Sunak should resign over the risible 'Partygate' affair. Who on earth gives a damn?
ReplyDeleteWestminster is just like any other West End show; the actors playing the roles can always be changed, but the script remains the same.
Lord knows how many complete changes of cast shows like Les Mis and Mama Mia have had during their runs, yet the storyline is the same as it was twenty-odd years ago. Just like the contemporary political version of the perennial 'Whitehall Farce'.
It doesn't matter a jot which bunch of preening, self-regarding millionaires head the cast list or which ambitious, on-the-make nonentities make up the chorus line; the plot never changes and never will. Don't let the stage door hit you on the arse on the way out, lads, as you slink off to join the after-dinner speech circuit or some ghastly Banksters' 'Think Tank'.