Excuse me, which way is out?
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
“This could be Heaven or this could be Hell”
It’s not long since I last wrote about Brexit but things have been moving apace and the Remainers are biting back with hashtags such a StopBrexit, ExitBrexit (catchy that one) and umpteen others I can’t recall. I was just a child when we voted to join the then EEC but I was firmly against. I had read on a poster that our fishing rights would be affected and I had just got my first fishing rod by collecting tokens off the back of packs of Sugar Puffs. Quite honestly that reasoning still seems a whole lot more sensible than much of what I read today and that’s coming from someone who thought it was France I could see across the River Ribble which turned out to not be the English Channel. The UK is still split around 50:50 and worse still so is opinion among those I most trust.
John Ward over at The Slog frames the argument thus:
1. Do I want to be ruled by government even more distantly bubble-sealed than the one we have now – to which the answer is “No”.
2. Do I want to be in bed with a democratically inverted superstructure of persistent law-breakers, bullies and embezzlers – across the piece from eurogroupe to the ECB – whose sole drive is hubristic power – to which the answer is “No”.
3. Do I want to commit heart and soul to a trading bloc where, in the 46 years since we signed up, the relationship has produced an increase in our indebtedness during every year but one (2000) when we made a net “profit” on fees and trade of….just £7.8 billion – to which the answer is no.
Now, by his own admission that is a biased way to present the argument but it’s his blog and I’m damned if I can find anything to contradict those statements. He goes on “I am not scoring points when I write how it truly baffles me that the Left cannot see how criminally nasty, disingenuous and thoroughly unjust the EC in general (and the ugly Schäuble/Dijesslebleom twins in particular) have been to ClubMed countries”. He has more than a point there and I’m frankly sickened by those claiming the EU is booming, yeah right, solved Greece yet? How about an unemployment rate of almost 10%? Or just for shi… excrement and giggles do something about youth unemployment exceeding 50% in some countries and sign of answers on that? John is right this could be hell.
However as I mentioned things have moved on and freedom of movement, the jewel in the EU crown, is set to change. the BBC reports “A new immigration system will be in place by March 2019 when the free movement of people between the EU and the UK ends, a minister has said”. So everytime we go the EU it’s going to be us who are the migrants passport checks and all. What swung my mother to the EEC is, having six children, we would be free to work anywhere in Europe and three of us did just that including me. Now everything is going to be that much harder and the world seem a little smaller. In my previous blog I referenced Frances Coppola and that blog is worth revisiting.
She notes ” the UK has gone far beyond Brexit, announcing its intention to withdraw from the London Fisheries Convention – which long pre-dates the EU – and establish its own sea borders, which presumably will require military policing. Military policing, to keep out the fishing vessels of the UK’s closest neighbours and allies. Surely this is not what the British people voted for?” Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves? What jolly hockey sticks, how about we release a few volleys at those pesky migrants, coming over here and helping us run the NHS, what knaves. It’s slowly dawning on even the most jingoistic of nationalists we need these workers and if they grasped the fact that our employment problems are all of our own making, they might start talking some sense. I won’t hold my breath, the Tories change their minds faster than I can type.
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said “We are all just prisoners here, of our own device”
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
As one, sadly unnamed, Tory MP has said If we don’t carry out Brexit we’ll destroy the party and if we do we’ll destroy the country. Finally someone who has come round to my way of thinking and remember I’m minded to leave but at what price? Turning again to Frances Coppola this time at Forbes on the potential American trade deal. “President Trump is bound to put American interests first in any deal with the UK. Consequently, any deal with the US is bound to benefit the US far more than it benefits the UK”. In other words the surplus we currently run with the Americans will be firmly in their sights for elimination, which Trump would see as winning.
As for Labour their current policy is to stay in the single market and customs union unless they leave one or the other or leave both, although this policy may, or may not, be subject to change at thirty seconds notice. I hope that’s cleared that up. My prediction that we will never leave the EU remains unchanged because the current rabble in charge are incapable of delivering it. So it all ends with the Eagles…
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
“Relax, ” said the night man,
“We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! “