2 years ago
Monday, 26 October 2009
Most papers are running with this today:
The support of David Miliband for Anthony Blair's as yet undeclared candidacy for the position of supreme leader of the European Union, or should I say Emperor of Rome.
That’s the head of the European Council division, you know the one that we get no say in how policy is formulated and is headed up by the 27 member heads whose sole function is to provide (and I quote from the document itself) a “framework which shall aim to promote its values, advance its objectives, serve its interests, those of its citizens and those of the Member States, and ensure the consistency, effectiveness and continuity of its policies and actions.” Note the provinces i.e. member governments come third in the pecking order.
According to Miliband, Blair should be made head of a stronger European Union "that would be able to compete with China and the United States on the world stage". PAH! The new EU president needed to be someone who "stopped the traffic" in Washington and Beijing and was guaranteed the highest access to world leaders.
An additional advantage of his appointment would be that it would seriously – to use the technical political term – piss off the Tories, who are looking forward to having their own Boy King take hold of the reins of power, only to see them slip away, to picked up by that leering face in Brussels, rubbing it in to all and sundry that the Lisbon Treaty is just as sinister and dangerous as I have maintained all along.
By then, of course, it will be too late, for when or even if “call me Dave” Camoron is elected he will realise that the Blair/Brown administration was the last Government of Britain. He may well rue the day he didn’t set out a firm commitment to a referendum or even campaign on a “get out of the EU” ticket when he discovers that the "colleagues" get down to running the show, without of course the encumbrance of democratically elected politicians like himself throwing their toys out of the pram in the European Council, every time they are faced with something they don't like.
Strangely though, it seems as if the likes of Angela Merkel are warming to the idea of Emperor Blair, precisely because of the anticipated Tory reaction, believing, quite wrongly as it happens, that a Camoron administration will be "eurosceptic".
One struggles to believe that Merkel could be so naïve as to believe it actually matters who took over the administration of the Province of Britain, or that she could even tolerate the leering face of Blair across the table every time she descended on Brussels. But, the idea seems to have a power of its own, sufficient possibly to sustain the Anthony Blair Bandwagon.
More worrying, perhaps, as if the prospect of Emperor Blair wasn't worrying enough, is Miliband's rationale for his appointment, that stale, outdated paradigm that it would help the EU "compete with China and the United States on the world stage". Oh C’mon!!
Far be it for “moi” to sound alarmist, but far from looking to "compete", with the United States, in particular, we should be urging the closest possible co-operation to deal with the emerging and ever-more serious threat of global militant Islam.
With the threat developing both at home and abroad, precisely because of our intervention on Iraq and Afghanistan, the EU's role has (to be generous) been dangerously myopic. If with the aid of Emperor Anthony Blair it continues to expend its energies on play acting on the "world stage" instead of mobilising our resources to deal with a threat to the very fabric of our civilisation (what is left of it after Nu Labour’s deliberate policy of mass immigration to expand multi-culturism, if Andrew Neather’s claims are to be believed) we will have the dubious pleasure of seeing a man who has fatally weakened the UK go on to repeat his fiasco on a global scale.
But then, if Caligula could appoint his horse Incitatus as a Senator of ancient Rome, complete with marble stable, ivory manger and a collar of precious gems, it seems appropriate that we should see a horse's arse appointed as Emperor of the new Rome complete with similar trappings of power and opulence.
If we really want failure, it may as well be on a spectacular scale.