A few odds and ends from this week's news so far:
The Blairs fall on their feet - again This family is kevlar-coated.
MPs vote in favour of lowering voting age to 16 but Cameron says, 'Not on my watch.' I think he's missed a trick here. Think of all the voting fodder who've been educated in state schools with the aid and assistance of the EU. They, along with EU nationals, would swing any referendum his way.
Are you a teacher? Get your indoctrination tool-kit HERE. "Give me the child until he is seven, and I will show you the man."
He didn't say yes; he didn't say no; he didn't say stop and he didn't say go: Boris stays coy about EU. Unsurprising really because he, too, was educated at the European School in Brussels. I doubt he'd say anything that might be detrimental to his father's EU pension.
Forget europhiliacs for a moment: are you a chocophile? To my lasting regret the choccy powers seem to be intent on the eradication of Coffee Creams. Even Cocoa Mountain, excellent though it is, don't make them as I'd like them (the ones always left at the bottom of a box of Black Magic when you were young). Why am I promoting chocolatiers in Scotland I hear you ask. It's because of THIS.
Meanwhile, at Davos, "Gordon Brown will be long remembered in my country for centuries to
come, long after he has been completely forgotten in Britain." I wouldn't bet on it but well done to Iceland for standing up to international bullies.
We know that the EU and the UN are in a partnership and the EU is the junior wannabe boss: European External Action Service staff gain understanding on the EU-UN partnership. Estrange family ties and give rights to the State, those who will use them for their own ends. Classic Marxism.
Something we should think about: Air ambulance charities & VAT. Not a snowball in hell's chance of that happening. It's all in the plan. Harmonisation.
The UN Agenda for 2013. See what's in store.
"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."