Sunday, 11 December 2011
The future of Britain is bleak - at least that is what I read today
Judging by the headlines from the Guardian and the Independent, isolation seems to be the word of the moment. I woke up to alarming reports that Britain is now cut adrift from Europe, destined to walk this cursed earth alone and friendless. While the 26 other members of the Union happily huddle around the warm fire of fiscal union, Britain freezes on the icy tundra.
We are about to discover the dismal depths of international loneliness. As Russell Crowe might say "Europe is the light; and Britain is the darkness". When we vetoed a new EU treaty, we were cast out, driven from the community of respectable countries. We are ostracised; boycotted and shunned. By a diktat from Germany and France, Britain will henceforth be unwelcome; expelled from the European family. We are excommunicated and damned. Throughout the continent of Europe, Britain is the unmentionable name;"I know not of that place", the chorus will shout.
Our crime was a grievous one. We callously pursued our own selfish national interest rather than focus on the noble fraternal aspirations of Germany and France. Pride and arrogance blinded us to the necessity of submitting our budgetary policies to the European Commission for approval. The nation was gripped in a collective madness. We had this insane idea that we could determine our expenditure and taxation policies. Leftists and Europhiles here in London have promised us grim retribution for our defiance.
We will quickly learn the error of our ways. To be outside the Euro-federalist circle can mean only one thing - grinding and relentless poverty; just ask Norway, Switzerland, Canada, Australia or New Zealand. In the fullness of time, we will knock on the door and ask for admission into the new European structures. Like a shivering child, who ignored the wise admonition of a loving parent, we will ask for forgiveness.
So, Mr. Cameron enjoy your moment of popularity, the Lib-Dems, Guardian journalists, and other unsavory characters want you back on a plane to Brussels to undo the calamitous veto that you so brazenly waved about this week.Thankfully, the European Commission is a patient overload. So long as we are prepared to bend our knees and swear obedience, we can again return to sit by the fireside of European federalism.