Europe is fucked, Ladies and Gentlemen – (or in future, just gentlemen, women inside, cooking, innit) – and none of our politicians or institutions can deal with it. I confidently predict a summer of rioting on borders, inner city riots as those already here are either rounded up for deportation or vent frustration at not being able to bring their families to join the Merkel gravy train and, in the background, a civil war in Turkey looms as Erdogan seeks to establish a new Ottoman Empire on the European shores. 12 million Kurds will be headed somewhere if it doesn't calm down and a new wave of migration will swamp Europe. Why settle for tent in the Northern Iraqi border when accommodation, healthcare and free money can simply be demanded in Northern Europe?
Rumours abound of Merkel being simply ejected from her party and leadership and a place at the
UN is being lined up as we speak, but the real problems begin when we, having trusted what we thought was an adult to look after the place whilst we did something else, have to clean up the mess after the party of the uninvited. This will take decades to unravel and in the meantime, those who allowed it to happen will simply skulk away with gold plated pensions to walled and guarded communities in luxurious wealthy hotspots.
Pray for our inner cities. Pray for our own children – they won't have the same liberties we did because our new long term guests can't be trusted with them – and pray for yourselves. We allowed it to happen and we're going to have to deal with the consequences – and it's going to be ugly.
The sooner we start, the sooner we'll finish – and it starts with holding those who enabled it to account. Ready when you are, Frau Merkel.
Vhy are you
buildink a vall on
my border?
The inevitable result of open party invitations on Facebook is far too many
of the wrong sort show up, they force entry, ransack your home, steal all your stuff, abuse your family and friends, then burn your whole world to the ground