“The society which has abolished every kind of adventure makes its own abolition the only possible adventure.” Paris, May 1968


Wednesday, 1 January 2014

A flood of biblical proportions etc.

As low pressure systems form an orderly queue in the Atlantic and await their turn to buffet the shores of Albion the nation's journalists sharpen pencils and perform wrist exercises in preparation for the long hours to be spent at the keyboard. The rain shows no sign of abating and continues fall on an already saturated catchment. Further floods seem inevitable and how fortunate for hacks that they can use much of the same flood copy, give or take a bit of mild editing, to describe the arrival of our Romanian and Bulgarian comrades. All these people from small countries of which we know little, but small countries mind you with surprisingly large populations, all these people will "flood" in. There will be a "deluge" of Bulgarians and a veritable tsunami of Romanians battering our island home, seeping into the very foundations of our national culture.  And so on, and on and on.
There is no escaping the fact that a large influx of new arrivals places a burden on infrastructure but it is nothing that a wealthy country like UK can't cope with given the political will. Anyway, reading the reports coming out of this country most potential immigrants may well conclude that Britain is such a senile, miserable, moaning, inhospitable and unwelcoming dump that they might be better off staying put.

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