The terms of this treaty are simple. In return for the lifting of rules designed to wreck trade between Britain and Northern Ireland imposed by Brussels, the EU under its unelected President Ursula Von de Leyen ( did you vote for her when we were in the EU?) Britain has agreed to recognise the European Court of Justice having final sovereignty over a substantial part of our country.
The Court will not exercise its full sovereignty yet, that will come when Ireland, under a future Sinn Fein government, lays claim to Northern Ireland following a unification referendum in which a more fertile Catholic population outvotes an ageing Protestant one.
Dublin of course takes an entirely different view of what constitutes ‘our country’ than London. It feels it has every right to have its lands back if it can get them. After all who are the Northern Ireland Protestants but descendants of a bunch of Elizabethan ruffians and looters, who with permission from the English Crown, invaded Ireland and stole everything? The DUP doesn’t deserve a hearing.
As for a British Prime Minister arriving in Belfast to promise a large part of Ireland was British; from Dublin’s point of view how would the British like it if Cornwall was Irish by right of conquest with the Taoiseach popping into Truro every now and again to announce Cornwall would always be Irish?
Notwithstanding our bitter mutual history, the principle of Brussels assuming sovereignty over parts of Britain that secede is now established. Scotland under its new Muslim 1st Minister – how representative can you get of a typical Scot? – will sooner or later leave. No doubt Wales will in time. Who knows after that? Cornwall? What will drive them out? The present government’s failure to control immigration. The three territories will not be leaving anything that is recognisably British or English. Indeed, will what was once the United Kingdom have a representative government at all?
In such circumstances would it be really that astonishing if in half a century the native English population of Britain had moved to Ireland? By that time with mass populations fleeing either war, dwindling food supplies, (noticed your supermarket shelves recently?) depopulation or a climate too hot or too cold, frontiers will be closing, and governments choosy who they allow in. A modest English diaspora of 5 million might be welcome in Ireland. Only 5 million? Thanks to declining fertility, and a lust for goods rather than babies, there won’t be more than that of us left, nor for that matter many Irish.
As a freeborn Englishman I do not need to make a formal declaration of loyal to King & Country. I think Charles has had an undeserved rough ride from the media, especially the Daily Mail, for many years. However, I have no enthusiasm for the Coronation ceremony itself which now resembles “Gilbert & Sullivan and ‘The Mouse that Roared’ meets Ant & Dec and ‘The Equality Act’.” We shall see whether Channel 4’s anti-royalist funny-man during the Procession puts his munitions where his mouth is.
The rain – God saved the King – may have extinguished the burning rags recommended to Coronation protestors by Channel Four’s festering Boyle, but Alan Weston sadly came close to accuracy in his comment on the Coronation.
It was total Pantomime, from the King’s shower-curtain and golden shoe buckles to his wife’s giant crown and embroidered skirt, two comic queens played by Nigel Hawthorne and Sue Nicolls, as directed by Julian Clary and Kenneth Taylor, followed by their not-very-majesties waving little union jack sticks at a “diverse and inclusive” pop-fest. The King’s classical music, the one saving grace, amid the embarrassment, as post-imperial tragedy descends into post-national farce.
The Opera Bouffe not enhanced (“not helpful” to use the parsonic parlance of the “C”of “E” itself) by the sanctimonious waffle, then and afterwards, delivered in his usual match-chewing diction by the Archbishop of Cant, Justin (“Where did you get that hat?”) Wokey. The blob-elite’s LGBTQIAK+BLM house-organ “The Guardian” is back to its republican and open-doors agitation, while the suburban tabloid “Daily Mail”, now worth perusal only for its routine pictures of hot babes with luscious legs, is back to its anti-royal trouble-making.
For a refreshing imaginary alternative, watch the Parliamentary scene in Mike Bartlett’s blank-verse film KING CHARLES III online.
I JUST CAUGHT ON TV AN ADVERT FOR THE CHANNEL 4 PROGRAMME ATTACKING THE MONARCHY AND THE CORONATION, AND THOUGHT I HEARD FRANKIE BOYLE SAY SOMETHING ALONG THE LINES OF RECOMMENDING A PETROL BOMB ATTACK ON THE KING? DID I GET THIS RIGHT? IF NOT WHAT DID HE SAY ABOUT LIGHTING THE RAG? WHO ELSE NOTICED THIS? WAS IT CUT? DID ANY NEWSPAPERS NOTICE IT? IF I AM RIGHT, DID THIS DISGUSING “COMEDIAN” COMMIT A SERIOUS CRIME, WITH THE SUPPORT OF A MAJOR TV NETWORK?
In 1940 Churchill offered De Valera Northern Ireland in exchange for refuelling of British warships. That’s how important Northern Ireland is. Scotland. Wales and Northern Ireland are only satellites of England and deserve their independence.
@ Adolf Hitler
Churchill, ein Freund von Onkel Joe, hat dein Imperium ruiniert. Willkommen zurueck, Wolf, aus dem Kryoytank in der Antarktis – der Retter der Weissen Welt!
Mein Fuehrer, rettet unser Abendland!
@ Martin, mein Volksgenosse –
Heils from Myles?
@ Hans Westmar
Edward VIII, der letze wahre englische Koenig.
@ Alter Mops-Hund
Das wird langsam laecherlich!
Hello Andrew!
I’m delighted that you’ve started learning elementary German, but this is probably not the best place in which to have your exercises corrected.
Sadly, by his obeisance to the EU and WEF, Charles Windsor-Mountbatten has proven himself totally unfit to be King.
The constitutional convention is that the Monarch acts on the advice of elected ministers. Your quarrel should be with them and the parties of finance and/or woke. We need different politicians, not a republic.
I think you will find that the tules were imposed Boriss Johnson.
Well, large numbers are emigrating to Australia and New Zealand (not Africa or Asia, for some reason). It is up to the native English to halt the trend and to rebuild England, and renew the Monarchy. Join The Royal Society of St George and effectuate its Founder Principles.