Being European

Back in 2003 being a true European, as opposed to being within Europe, wasn’t the view of many British people, despite the European market, the European Economic Community, being created within the Treaty of Rome in 1957 and the establishment of the European Union under the Maastricht Treaty on 1st November 1993, of which Britain was a part.

Brexit, the popular term coined about the withdrawal of Britain from the European Union, was only voted for in a referendum on 23 June 2016. I have every intention of writing articles about this in the future so watch this space.
The following article was written in October 2003.

Being European

Why do so many residents of the UK fail to acknowledge that they are European? Take a look at any atlas (apart from those with the flexible borders produced by the Israelis) and the landmass of Britain is clearly in Europe. We are Europeans. End of discussion.

Of course those xenophobic Brits who refuse to acknowledge their position are really saying that they refuse to be ‘European’. Some sad misapprehension that they would be forced to eat horses in the manner that the French do, be good in bed like the Italians or strut around like they own the place like most Germans. And that just isn’t British.

My personal opinion is that having closer ties with your neighbours is a good thing. Less war, more trade and better pasta imports. As long as we don’t have to drive Czech cars. Why suffer passport and travel restrictions? We can save all that malarkey for the other world citizens nibbling at the borders.

Europe today is a small place and should be accessible to all Europeans, including us Brits. Furthermore, European union is the first step towards world union and ultimately peace for all mankind.

And the rule applies to other parts of the world too. Africa for all Africans. The Middle East for all nations – even the Israelis. And Australia for the kangaroos.

Mind you, if it comes down to a clear choice between speaking Esperanto or becoming the next state in the good old US of A then I’m a happy hamburger eater. I’ll even forgive them for not helping out in the Falklands. Or for charging us for their help in the Second World War. Or for accidentally shooting their allies everytime they open fire.

Just as long as the Yanks acknowledge that the word mum has a ‘u’ in it. Much like the word neighbour.

Author: Vince Poynter
From the vinceunlimited.co.uk/political.htm part of the web site Version 5.016 9 Nov 2017
Article first published in Version 1.00 in Oct 2003
The unedited content represents a view held at the time, long before the adoption of powerful electric or hybrid vehicles and modern, clean diesel engines
The image depicts a flexible border…Collie, taken by the author’s family around 1974.  It was added on 9 Nov 2017

 

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Politics

Politics is big right now in the UK.  We have a General Election being served up soon, with something called Brexit as a dessert course later on.  So it may be perspicacious to re-read my thoughts from 2005.

Though not on Brexit as I didn’t foresee this in 2005.  Sorry.

All now published under Archive/Politics

Red Cross Bee

The UK Elections are in full swing.  Swinging from right towards left and back again dependant on the strategies playing out by the main party forces.  And very interesting it is proving to be.

If you follow the machinations you would often have heard of a possibly shadowy Australian figure called Lynton Crosby.  A beknighted man, his is a name associated with the Conservative Party and I refer to him as shadowy purely because he is a behind the scenes political adviser and strategist and not an electable representative.  If the Conservative Party wins well he will be quietly congratulated by many in the party.

But at the time of writing the Conservatives and their leader Theresa May have not been conducting a powerful and effective campaign.

Conversely the Labour Party appears to be doing the opposite.

Despite many early criticisms, an earlier perceived unelectable shambles has matured into an apparently viable and challenging force, much due to the improving presentation of the Labour Leader.

Has Jeremy Corbyn planned and strategised all this himself or in conjunction with his team or does he have a back-room Lynton Crosby.  If so, who is this genuinely shadowy Red Crosby?  And why is he/she/them never mentioned.

Just asking.

A Modest First Initiative

When you are serious about writing the choice of subject for your first new blog is extremely important. It has to set a style from the outset, it has to have a subject impact to attract readership and should ideally be timeless. So I have spent some time contemplating a suitable subject matter and have decided that I want, no less, than to solve the global financial crisis. An acknowledged ambitious challenge for a new blog with initial limited readership but rivers can be formed one dig at a time and water will not flow until the first spade is swung.

First a quick economics lesson. The world is in a bit of a fiscal state at the moment. Few understand why but it is generally thought that it is the fault of greedy bankers holding onto their cash and not giving it out to one and all. Due to this selfish action by these pin-striped ogres the economy has stalled, no-one has had a pay rise for a couple of years and so nobody goes to the shops to buy any luxury goods. However as we still need to eat and drink and heat our homes the price of some commodities is increasing.

It was all well and good in the fifties. Back then nobody owned anything so bought themselves a fridge, a record player and a motorbike with sidecar. By the time we entered the allegedly swinging sixties the family decided that they needed a whole kitchen, a stereo system, a television and then upgraded their motorbike for a small car. The seventies crowd went for exotic holidays on the edge of the mediterranean, enhanced their TV with video players and upgraded their small car to a mid-sized saloon. in brown. Then they bought the house as well. In the eighties monied Italian suited men were hailed as heroes as they invented ways to make money fall out of the sky so we all swapped our flats for apartments, videos for disc players and the Rover for a BMW. By the nineties though we had most things we needed so could only really swap some of the old stuff for new. We spent cash on better computers and DVD players and a second home.

But during the past decade we ran out of ideas for things to want. So just idly spent a few quid on making our TVs flatter and stomachs fatter. We generally lost the will to spend.

Furthermore we became reliant on the rest of the world trying to catch us up but then worried they might use all the ingredients in this planet in doing so. We became green, mean then selfishly obscene by hoarding what we had. The aforementioned bankers played their part and the whole system stuttered to a halt. And no one seems to know what to do.

Except me.

You will have heard of quantative easing, even if you don’t know what it really means. In essence it’s the process of giving bankers money to get back in the system. In theory they should filter it down to you and I via cheaper loans and business assistance. The reality has been ever inflating banks and cash4mepocket.com. They are not giving it out to the right sort. Now some of you may say “Yes. I agree. Don’t give the bankers money. Give it to me. I could well do with that 50 billion to pay off the loan on my Ford Cortina and beer-fuelled credit card.” But that would not help. You would only pay off your debts and then sit on a sofa you had formed from all the rest of the cash. You are as likely to spend the wonga as the bankers are to pass it to Joe Small Motor Dealers for a bit of well needed collateral.

No the money needs to go to those that will spend it because they have no choice. Let’s quantatively ease the poorest people on earth. Let’s see how sub-Saharan Africa deals with just one of those 50 billion. I guarantee it won’t be wasted on opening Hardlyfax accounts. No, providing it misses the warlords and gets to the good folk it will be spent on food and pots to put it in. And the person who makes and sells this food and those that make the pots will upgrade to a bicycle to enable their new multi-drop delivery services to operate. And the bicycle sellers will be able to buy new tin roofs, from the tin roofs men who will be selling so many they’ll buy fridges in celebration. And the fridges will be made in Korea and shipped using Japanese built ships whose owners will buy new German cars whilst holidaying in London, meaning several people in several countries will have work to do and be able to feel confident enough to book an exotic holiday. In Africa.

The circle of wealth.