after seeing a dutch boy spit in a polish girl's face because of a friendly conversation, i don't need some Irish telling me what to say apart from I.R.A. in the skip of the other recyclables.*
as books go, we can speak all we want on the colour of defeat - you can make a Lenin-firecracker from any man, any man a killer - the revival of the Holy Roman Empire simply moved slightly to the east - it already looks like that - if the French far right think the exit of Britain was a favourable scenario, well, it doesn't have the Algerian philosopher Camus to care - former colonial nations undermined the European project - too much suntan from India and the Caribbean - Germany wasn't a colonial nation, Italy was a joke in Ethiopia - a joke that morphed into reggae - it was never going to be stable, times changed, the Hungarians forgot the Austrians, if they thought a British exit was the broker piece they found the economic stronghold in Frankfurt a week later - past colonialists an equilateral respect for each European neighbour - apart from the English channel the English chose - i admire Voltaire's theism, but not his liking for the sausage and oily stigma - accept post-colonial subjects, discriminate against fellow Europeans - join the "shoot a ******" saga of America - former colonial nations destroyed the European Union dreams, they found no ******* in the Baltic region, to their grievance... what a loss! no gold! only flint and salt mines! and the question still hangs about: who will pick the strawberries in July in England? the benefit billionaires? the wet shave heiresses? what about the Brazilian bikini wax? get more Irish in? will Ms. Burqa of Sudan take out an umbrella and roll up her sleeves to pick 'um? is Hajj tourism adequate to see a stampede outside of Pamplona? i mean, it's a revision of the British "go home" Empire... you wonder how many times the pumpernickel fairy heard that one - and there was the gingerbread man breaking a leg to claim benefits as a dyslexic diabetic saying: i can't go on... i can't go on... make this slice of cake a discus throw into itemising a respectable calorie intake, 'cos i think i sat on a guitar that was debited into a loan - a man ended up paying for a broken guitar without a Bon Jovi singalong - oi oi uncle Ben's quinoa salmon healthy food in the hood and McHappy bottom's-up - colonial nations and identifiers as such made the European project a one of bereavement - unnaturally racist, unnaturally with white v. white and the incubator of their former whips turned into whipping of tongues - the Jews have left Poland, they have left Europe - time for the old alliances to be constructed - and i wonder, what internal alliance will be made from former colonial masters and former colonial slaves - if the "placebo" to be ingested is current America... well, not much to go around.