Heseltine, didn't he want Britain to join the Euro back in the day and still advocates ditching the pound now? And people want to listen to him......
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Heseltine, didn't he want Britain to join the Euro back in the day and still advocates ditching the pound now? And people want to listen to him......
Italy must choose between the euro and its own economic survival
We are lucky that the UK still has the pound.
When I see stuff like this, I really wonder if there actually is an economic benefit in being part of the EU.Quote:
"We have lost nine percentage points of GDP since the peak of the crisis, and a quarter of our industrial production," says Ignazio Visco, the rueful governor of the Banca d'Italia.
I understand that in the eurozone bond rates are negative (even before the possibility of brexit), that's not the sign of a healthy economic zone, that's an economic zone in crisis.
The single currency really only benefits Germany as it makes their exports a lot cheaper than if they still had the Deutchmark, everyone else suffers in having the Euro for a currency that is priced higher than if they still had their own currencies plus they have no control over interest rates.
When there was all the talk of kicking Greece out I remember watching someone who said economically it would make a lot more sense to kick Germany out due to the fact that would devalue the Euro thus making the whole continent a lot more competitive.
Don't know about the rest but Goldman Sachs rigged the books to give Greece their dream of joining EU+ all the corruption in the country didn't help their cause.Quote:
Originally Posted by buriramboy
Immigration will go on whether in or out,,, maybe a slight difference with Brexit but not a lot. The average Joe will still have a low wage and no chance of a decent home.
Even MPs belonging to UKIP are running from Farage because of his nasty temper.
Johnson,, give me a break,, Gove, perish the thought,, Duncan Smith,,, people wanna kill him.
Anyway buriramboy I just don't know what the outcome will be but i suspect the rich will as usual do nicely out of it.
Capitalism is fucked. Story is in the East now.
Crazy, but if you're in Thailand it may be better to stay there.
Brexit: AA Gill argues for ?In? | | The Times & The Sunday Times
Because some people can't see it on Twitlonger; AA Gill's essay in full. Worth reading.
AA Gill
June 12 2016, 12:01am,
The Sunday Times
It was the woman on Question Time that really did it for me. She was so familiar. There is someone like her in every queue, every coffee shop, outside every school in every parish council in the country. Middle-aged, middle-class, middle-brow, over-made-up, with her National Health face and weatherproof English expression of hurt righteousness, she’s Britannia’s mother-in-law. The camera closed in on her and she shouted: “All I want is my country back. Give me my country back.”
It was a heartfelt cry of real distress and the rest of the audience erupted in sympathetic applause, but I thought: “Back from what? Back from where?”
Wanting the country back is the constant mantra of all the outies. Farage slurs it, Gove insinuates it. Of course I know what they mean. We all know what they mean. They mean back from Johnny Foreigner, back from the brink, back from the future, back-to-back, back to bosky hedges and dry stone walls and country lanes and church bells and warm beer and skittles and football rattles and cheery banter and clogs on cobbles. Back to vicars-and-tarts parties and Carry On fart jokes, back to Elgar and fudge and proper weather and herbaceous borders and cars called Morris. Back to victoria sponge and 22 yards to a wicket and 15 hands to a horse and 3ft to a yard and four fingers in a Kit Kat, back to gooseberries not avocados, back to deference and respect, to make do and mend and smiling bravely and biting your lip and suffering in silence and patronising foreigners with pity.
We all know what “getting our country back” means. It’s snorting a line of the most pernicious and debilitating Little English drug, nostalgia. The warm, crumbly, honey-coloured, collective “yesterday” with its fond belief that everything was better back then, that Britain (England, really) is a worse place now than it was at some foggy point in the past where we achieved peak Blighty. It’s the knowledge that the best of us have been and gone, that nothing we can build will be as lovely as a National Trust Georgian country house, no art will be as good as a Turner, no poem as wonderful as If, no writer a touch on Shakespeare or Dickens, nothing will grow as lovely as a cottage garden, no hero greater than Nelson, no politician better than Churchill, no view more throat-catching than the White Cliffs and that we will never manufacture anything as great as a Rolls-Royce or Flying Scotsman again.
The dream of Brexit isn’t that we might be able to make a brighter, new, energetic tomorrow, it’s a desire to shuffle back to a regret-curdled inward-looking yesterday. In the Brexit fantasy, the best we can hope for is to kick out all the work-all-hours foreigners and become caretakers to our own past in this self-congratulatory island of moaning and pomposity.
And if you think that’s an exaggeration of the Brexit position, then just listen to the language they use: “We are a nation of inventors and entrepreneurs, we want to put the great back in Britain, the great engineers, the great manufacturers.” This is all the expression of a sentimental nostalgia. In the Brexiteer’s mind’s eye is the old Pathé newsreel of Donald Campbell, of John Logie Baird with his television, Barnes Wallis and his bouncing bomb, and Robert Baden-Powell inventing boy scouts in his shed.
All we need, their argument goes, is to be free of the humourless Germans and spoilsport French and all their collective liberalism and reality. There is a concomitant hope that if we manage to back out of Europe, then we’ll get back to the bowler-hatted 1950s and the Commonwealth will hold pageants, fireworks displays and beg to be back in the Queen Empress’s good books again. Then New Zealand will sacrifice a thousand lambs, Ghana will ask if it can go back to being called the Gold Coast and Britain will resume hand-making Land Rovers and top hats and Sheffield plate teapots.
There is a reason that most of the people who want to leave the EU are old while those who want to remain are young: it’s because the young aren’t infected with Bisto nostalgia. They don’t recognise half the stuff I’ve mentioned here. They’ve grown up in the EU and at worst it’s been neutral for them.
The under-thirties want to be part of things, not aloof from them. They’re about being joined-up and counted. I imagine a phrase most outies identify with is “women’s liberation has gone too far”. Everything has gone too far for them, from political correctness — well, that’s gone mad, hasn’t it? — to health and safety and gender-neutral lavatories. Those oldies, they don’t know if they’re coming or going, what with those newfangled mobile phones and kids on Tinder and Grindr. What happened to meeting Miss Joan Hunter Dunn at the tennis club? And don’t get them started on electric hand dryers, or something unrecognised in the bagging area, or Indian call centres , or the impertinent computer asking for a password that has both capitals and little letters and numbers and more than eight digits.
Brexit is the fond belief that Britain is worse now than at some point in the foggy past where we achieved peak Blighty
We listen to the Brexit lot talk about the trade deals they’re going to make with Europe after we leave, and the blithe insouciance that what they’re offering instead of EU membership is a divorce where you can still have sex with your ex. They reckon they can get out of the marriage, keep the house, not pay alimony, take the kids out of school, stop the in-laws going to the doctor, get strict with the visiting rights, but, you know, still get a shag at the weekend and, obviously, see other people on the side.
Really, that’s their best offer? That’s the plan? To swagger into Brussels with Union Jack pants on and say: “ ’Ello luv, you’re looking nice today. Would you like some?”
When the rest of us ask how that’s really going to work, leavers reply, with Terry-Thomas smirks, that “they’re going to still really fancy us, honest, they’re gagging for us. Possibly not Merkel, but the bosses of Mercedes and those French vintners and cheesemakers, they can’t get enough of old John Bull. Of course they’re going to want to go on making the free market with two backs after we’ve got the decree nisi. Makes sense, doesn’t it?”
Have no doubt, this is a divorce. It’s not just business, it’s not going to be all reason and goodwill. Like all divorces, leaving Europe would be ugly and mean and hurtful, and it would lead to a great deal of poisonous xenophobia and racism, all the niggling personal prejudice that dumped, betrayed and thwarted people are prey to. And the racism and prejudice are, of course, weak points for us. The tortuous renegotiation with lawyers and courts will be bitter and vengeful, because divorces always are and, just in passing, this sovereignty thing we’re supposed to want back so badly, like Frodo’s ring, has nothing to do with you or me. We won’t notice it coming back, because we didn’t notice not having it in the first place.
You won’t wake up on June 24 and think: “Oh my word, my arthritis has gone! My teeth are suddenly whiter! Magically, I seem to know how to make a soufflé and I’m buff with the power of sovereignty.” This is something only politicians care about; it makes not a jot of difference to you or me if the Supreme Court is a bunch of strangely out-of-touch old gits in wigs in Westminster or a load of strangely out-of-touch old gits without wigs in Luxembourg. What matters is that we have as many judges as possible on the side of personal freedom.
Personally, I see nothing about our legislators in the UK that makes me feel I can confidently give them more power. The more checks and balances politicians have, the better for the rest of us. You can’t have too many wise heads and different opinions. If you’re really worried about red tape, by the way, it’s not just a European problem. We’re perfectly capable of coming up with our own rules and regulations and we have no shortage of jobsworths. Red tape may be annoying, but it is also there to protect your and my family from being lied to, poisoned and cheated.
The first “X” I ever put on a voting slip was to say yes to the EU. The first referendum was when I was 20 years old. This one will be in the week of my 62nd birthday. For nearly all my adult life, there hasn’t been a day when I haven’t been pleased and proud to be part of this great collective. If you ask me for my nationality, the truth is I feel more European than anything else. I am part of this culture, this European civilisation. I can walk into any gallery on our continent and completely understand the images and the stories on the walls. These people are my people and they have been for thousands of years. I can read books on subjects from Ancient Greece to Dark Ages Scandinavia, from Renaissance Italy to 19th-century France, and I don’t need the context or the landscape explained to me. The music of Europe, from its scales and its instruments to its rhythms and religion, is my music. The Renaissance, the rococo, the Romantics, the impressionists, gothic, baroque, neoclassicism, realism, expressionism, futurism, fauvism, cubism, dada, surrealism, postmodernism and kitsch were all European movements and none of them belongs to a single nation.
There is a reason why the Chinese are making fake Italian handbags and the Italians aren’t making fake Chinese ones. This European culture, without question or argument, is the greatest, most inventive, subtle, profound, beautiful and powerful genius that was ever contrived anywhere by anyone and it belongs to us. Just look at my day job — food. The change in food culture and pleasure has been enormous since we joined the EU, and that’s no coincidence. What we eat, the ingredients, the recipes, may come from around the world, but it is the collective to and fro of European interests, expertise and imagination that has made it all so very appetising and exciting.
The restaurant was a European invention, naturally. The first one in Paris was called The London Bridge.
Culture works and grows through the constant warp and weft of creators, producers, consumers, intellectuals and instinctive lovers. You can’t dictate or legislate for it, you can just make a place that encourages it and you can truncate it. You can make it harder and more grudging, you can put up barriers and you can build walls, but why on earth would you? This collective culture, this golden civilisation grown on this continent over thousands of years, has made everything we have and everything we are, why would you not want to be part of it?
I understand that if we leave we don’t have to hand back our library ticket for European civilisation, but why would we even think about it? In fact, the only ones who would are those old, philistine scared gits. Look at them, too frightened to join in.
Brexit: AA Gill argues for ?In? | | The Times & The Sunday Times
^ The usual - you are a bunch of nasty small minded blah blah blah drivel. Just the usual nonsense that is being passed as rebuttal, but actually has nothing but strawmen and red herrings, to parse the sneering tone.
Even if I was I still would accept my losses gladly for a UK exit.Quote:
Originally Posted by Troy
By your "fuck off piwi " you have proved once again you fit the name very nicely , Cheers :) https://www.google.co.th/?gws_rd=cr&...=bigot+meaning
Sorry, I am a pensioner but not the 65 type relying on a State Pension.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pragmatic
Are you actually British? You write like somebody who came to the language late in life. At a guess I'd say you were Romanian or Albanian.
Any chance of a response to what A A Gill said, he is somebody generally taken seriously by both sides of the political divide. Your utter disdain for absolutely anything you disagree with is frankly psychotic and your complete inability to argue your point is embarrassing for all, almost all if we take the idiot piwanoi into account, who read your posts.
Are you actually capable of arguing your point or are you just just one of those who can do nothing other than rant and swear, lacking the capacity to justify his instincts or rationalise his beliefs?
You've been presented several times with civilised arguments to which you've responded in what can only be described as a demented and deranged manner. You strike me as the kind of man who cannot deal with disagreement, the kind of man who punches his wife and beats his children.
Were you once raped by a Belgian?
And you reckon this post of yours represents a civilised argument with more of your personal abuse ? keep up the good work :smileylaughing: https://www.google.co.th/?gws_rd=cr&...IDQ#q=++Bigot+
I would disagree with you strongly about immigration. For example the current wave of immigration from eastern Europe was started by Blair, and it was a mistake as they completely underestimated the numbers coming in. If we were not part of the Eu, he simply would not have been in the position to make that decision. And now when we know that the assumptions used in making that decision were flawed nothing can be done about it.
Being in the eu makes us very inflexible and magnifies the blunders of our erstwhile leaders.
Currently we are in a position where if we want to even attempt to control immigration we have to risk supposedly significant economic consequences, and again that is wholly because we are part of the eu.
Is lucky we still have the pound, look at the bind that italy , Greece, Spain find themselves in, they have even less room to maneuver.
The eu is not fit for purpose. And staying in will not help make it better. It needs to collapse and be rebuilt from the ground up with a far less centralized structure.
100% correct Longway and one of Blair's major Clangers , he made a huge mistake on forecasting the Numbers which would eventually swamp us , Former labour party Foreign Secretary says it all in this BBC article Jack Straw regrets opening door to Eastern Europe migrants - BBC News B liar was warned and warned of the consequences but took no notice , must have been a nice wedge in it for him eh .
I know where I'd like to stick a wedge.Quote:
Originally Posted by piwanoi