So there’s going to be a General Election in Britishland on Jul 4. From all accounts, it will be the date on which Britain declared its independence… from sane government.
This is because at the moment, polling suggests that the “Conservative” Party is going to get its ass handed to them, while the Raving Loony Labour Party is going to come to office promising all sorts of the usual Commie bullshit (Tax Teh Rich©, Nationalize Everything© etc.), as well as all the other issues so beloved of modern-day socialists: absolute belief and support for Global Warming Climate Cooling Change©, ditto for The Great Cultural Assimilation Project©, not to mention the Encourage Lawlessness Principle©.
Don’t be surprised to see the Brexit Referendum overturned either, whereupon Britishland will once again become part of the Fourth Reich©.
I know that The Englishman is utterly despondent about all this; I tried to contact Mr. Free Market on the topic, but he is incommunicado — no doubt busily trying to organize domicile in Monaco or Bermuda to escape the looming catastrophe. As for the Sorensons, I do recall hearing a while back some mutterings about the advantages of life in Spain, so maybe they’re also ummm exploring their options. Or, in a recent email from Mrs. Sor (a.k.a. The Catholic):
“You might find me and Himself as neighbors if the Conservatives lose…”
I don’t even want to think about how much I’d love that.
My other Brit Readers, of course, are welcome to share their feelings on the topic.