A Horseradish
Wednesday 27th March 2019 12:34am [Edited]
8,475 posts
No I will do it tonight. Actually the last thing on earth that I want is to vote for the far right (and I don't mean UKIP with all the impoverishment that entails). It goes against every bone in my body and my cultural and political DNA and I'm absolutely furious about being pushed by the immature idiots in this system into a vote which virtually equates to radicalisation. But where do I go for my vote? Not one party can deliver on the more than moderate objectives of a UK, a meaningful Brexit with managed immigration that benefits all and centrist economics other than the BNP or the equivalent. Consequently through no fault of my own I have been goaded and pushed into it. I can't emphasise enough how much this angers me.
No doubt I can be dismissed as a cranky one off. That no one on earth is like me. Well, wouldn't that be useful. I can tell you now that what I am indicating is precisely the course that millions are about to undertake weithout even being able to rationalise why, let alone have the ability like I have the privilege of having which is being able to put it into words. This comes as the severest of warnings and the absolute constructive urge on many to change their minds.
First, the priority for national security is to get the Royal Family into a safe haven, bring about a military coup to overthrow these MPs and safeguard democracy, and to reclaim devolution from Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland so that they are under iron control (although away from their adolescent petulance that is not control at all because actually they are part of the United Kingdom and Britain).
Next, for 19 consecutive weeks, much of Paris has been a no go area. That is one lot against the establishment. If Brexit isn't delivered, by May's deal preferably. then we will have two lots at it in London in a civil war smashing up our beautiful vibrant multicultural entertainment and tourist industry and given that likelihood I want the army heavily on London streets first to protect it as well as the tanks rolling into Parliament. There will of course be absolutely no resources available from protecting the liberal middle classes from a South African situation in which they will need to literally brick themselves in to remain alive. So be it. Serve's the anti-democratic arrogant bastards right. Corbyn would achieve the equal just via his manifesto so it is no great shakes.
And then finally we go to the death of the liberal Remainers' children. It is not something I welcome. They need to be protected from their parents and themselves. This is the one where what equates to civil war turns into an Anglo German war and hip hooray it won't be me at my age having to fight it. It will be them and yours. Call it hysterical. Merkel is not. Take her seriously. Right now, at the highest level of the German establishment, recriminations on the EU's handling of this are flying with discussion that in time it will lead precisely to this. And if Germany believes it, I believe it.
Grow up, show temerity, learn to compromise, learn to be friendly to everyone without plotting against them or else murder your own children. That's up to you. I've set out the options. Beyond that, I don't have kids and I'm far too old to be worried but I do feel as a natural humanitarian that I have some sort of role. Learn and get off your high horses or forever be ignorant and go to your grave in old age with tears. For I tell you now, and I've said this to the powers that be, it is so counter-intutive that millions will and this country is absolutely dead in the water. Be very, very afraid for I am nothing less or more than a weathercock. Indeed I am nothing other than a weathercock. That was why I was put on earth (although my soul was never wrenched from the celestial) .
In memory of Carmita Reid, my Jamaican teacher who I idolised and effectively save me when I was 7, and whose smashing husband was at the High Commission before they went to Trinidad and we continued to correspond. They absolutely shaped me and my identity at its best and had total faith in me - there is no way that either of them could have put up with the current dross and they would have supported everything I did in my adult life, knowing that I was sound.
Both taught me to have a pride in my brown skin although I was white on the surface. I always have done. But, you know, you can put up with the fact that everyone is licking each other's nether regions even to the point of dining out and not worrying too much about the utensils even in Wetherpoons. But when it gets to childish Hitlerian power games there has to be a massive lament for the abolition of adult celibacy which if it were reintroduced would not only endorse me by a further few million than the 17.4 but restore this country easily to the mature one I felt I once knew.