There are four articles sitting cheek by jowl on the Mail website today, three swivel eyed nonsense, and one, by Peter Hitchens, relatively sane.
The first is a piece of political argy bargy and in fighting amongst the petulant children who seek to rule us.
The second is complete crap from former Foreign Secretary, Malcolm Rifkind. The Falklands are defended Mal, as you well know, and so do the Argies. Besides they don’t have the money or the ordinance to mount another invasion.
But the third, by Andrew Roberts, really takes the Hard Tack. Woe is us! We are no longer the World’s policeman anymore. We have lost the moral high ground… da yadda da yadda da yadda. As one commenter succinctly said… Blow it out your arse Andrew!
Why the fuck should we be the World’s policeman? Why should we expend blood and treasure in futile gestures? What have we gained financially, morally or any other LY with our adventures in Iraq, Afghanistan, Libya?… the list goes on.
We had the world’s largest ever Empire once. That was practically gone even before I was born. We apparently acquired it in a fit of absent mindedness, and gave it back, in the main, with good grace. Why do our idiot politicians keep pretending that we are a World Power? Oh we keep doing the sharp end stuff alongside our so called special relationship buddies, the USA, while the French, Germans and Italians do the catering or stay away altogether. But as Hitchens says, there is no special relationship, it is a joke, at least on the other side of the Atlantic.
Time we put our house in order. Time we looked to ourselves and our own welfare, time to leave the EU and make those brain-dead assholes in Westminster earn their pay and govern for us and by us, and not as a front for the United States of Europe delusionary project, which is now making 80% of our Laws. Time to finally grow up.