I have a vote in the UK election on the 7th of May. I know how I will cast it. It is my democratic decision, but it has been a dilemma. In 1964, before I could vote, I asked a shopkeeper friend who he would be voting for. ‘Nobody, probably,’ was his answer. I persisted and eventually he confessed that he knew where he was putting his cross, but business considerations counselled him against revealing it.
I feel the same. As an aspiring author, I know that more than half my potential readers will not agree with my decision and I thus risk a large potential readership. Many people are afraid to stand up and be counted for similar reasons. This election, though, is like no other. Silence is a costly option; more costly than losing readers. This time our very freedom is at stake and once surrendered, like innocence, it cannot be restored. So I shall speak for my grandchildren and their children; I shall speak for my genes. I write because I am able to; I have no need of fame or fortune in my twilight years. If I have no readers, I shall not starve.
In 1975 I voted ‘YES’ to remaining in the Common Market. As a 27 year-old, I saw no reason to vote ‘NO’; it posed no threat. Yet forty years on, it seems to me it is the biggest threat to our traditional values and way of life ever posed...even greater than the Second World War.
I read once that it was not Hitler and his henchmen that made totalitarianism work, but all the little men and women that toiled to carry National Socialism forward; without the minions, the master race would have been stillborn. Now we have a burgeoning EU super state that seems to go its own way like one of those automatic vacuum cleaners, constantly avoiding difficult obstacles but continuing to sweep up all impediments before it.
There is much evidence to show that the European dream had its foundations in wartime Germany. It is said that Hitler pondered the governance of a conquered Europe where Germany would seem to be devolving power. The methodology was established, but when National Socialism was not victorious, the plan was wrapped in cotton wool until reopened seven years after the war when it was used to form the European Iron and Coal Federation. This has now mutated into the European Union, but The Federal States of Europe must still be the goal to bring those 70 year-old dreams and plans fully to realisation.
The question is though: Just whose dreams were they? Surely not Hitler’s – he was too busy directing a disastrous war. So who could have been whispering in his ear to cause his dream? Just who started an idea that was translated into a cohesive plan that survived the dreamer’s passing? Europe’s post war politicians couldn’t have carried a National Socialist goal forward – or could they? Just because we have been able to identify some of the architects of the EU as having been supporters of Hitler, does not necessarily mean that it was Hitler’s own grand plan. So whose grand plan is it that we are following?
Maybe the architects of the plan needed a Hitler to give it birth. After all, he must have had some quite powerful support to take over Germany. Yet immediately after the war, hardly anybody would admit to having supported him. How then does his dream survive?
Maybe we should be asking exactly who benefits from the success of the European project. Certainly not Hitler or his long-gone henchmen nor could any neo-Nazi cadre be sufficiently well organised or hidden to make it happen. It would be insane to suggest that our many politicians with Jewish antecedents could be kow-towing to a Nazi-planned takeover of their adoptive countries by a National Socialist inspired European Union.
Yet in all respects, we see the EU acting as a Fascist organisation with its directives, immunities and democracy-eroding policies. So who is behind it?
Nearly ten years ago I wrote a novel called ‘Assurance’, a period thriller looking at a microcosm of English society and speculated on the erosion of democracy. I wrote it as a tongue-in-cheek piece of fiction, yet now I wonder if there might be some truth in it. I invited readers to decide if such a takeover of a country was possible, but left it to them to ponder exactly who was behind it.
Each day something about the EU leaves a bad smell. I spend a lot of time in Greece and can see Brussels quietly destroying the elected government. I have no truck with Syriza, yet I am horrified to see how easily democracy is being trampled on. It has already been overturned in Ireland and I fear it will be overturned elsewhere until we all accept the new European order.
I hope Britain will be allowed a referendum on this overriding issue, which transcends the NHS, Taxation, Welfare, Trident and all the rest because, if we don’t have a chance to throw off this non-democratic yoke, nothing else will matter. We will have to do as we are told by the hidden power pulling the strings, or else!
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