Too Old To Know Much

Listening to the radio in the car, I wasn’t paying much attention to the program but when a rather irate young lady took the microphone to let the world know what her opinion of Brexit was, I found it very difficult to see her as being level headed or intelligent.

It was all the older generation’s fault that the country is due to fall dramatically into the pits of the unknown. It was the older generation trying to force their archaic ideas on a modern world that they didn’t have a clue about. … How I would like to have replied to her.

She thought she was clued up on how the country should be run, not yet out of university and she knew it all (I think that bit is all part of being at university). I wonder who paid for her education, would she have been supported by mum and dad. Did she have her own home, with a mortgage, a job, a husband, a family. She appeared to be more of the typical text book opinionated young person.

Perhaps we, the older generation, have made some very big mistakes, such as giving the world the mobile phone. People used to talk face to face with each other. Our generation also brought in the home computer which young folks, like their phones, they can’t live without. We got rid of poliomyelitis (polio) and it was our generation who started the NHS, but it seems to be the modern generation who are ruining it. We had a tightly run social benefits system which didn’t overindulge claimants, as they do now.

Many people will have appreciated the kidney dialysis machine, credit cards, contraceptive pill, satellite, video, modems, pacemakers, amongst many things the older generation instigated or invented, and not only did we invent the hovercraft, we even landed men on the moon.

I could have assured her, that being a war baby, I could still remember the austerity of war times. As children we were not wrapped in cotton wool, we were taught to respect our elders, be mannerable and if we were out of turn with anything, we could expect corporal punishment, not that I was a particularly wild child but our teachers were determined we would learn and I was often on the wrong end of the tawse. It did us no harm, we didn’t need a child psychiatrist.

As a teenager, I lived with my parents, in their house and with their rules. My curfew was 10.30pm. Young, single people did not get housing, they did not get benefits come to that, since their parents were still responsible for them. Often young married couples moved into a relatives spare room, collected whatever furniture they could from family and friends, and wedding presents often provided kitchen essentials as well as linen and any other needs which would go to make up a home. We saved to get anything we wanted, parents and grandparents weren’t so quick to open their wallets and credit was frowned upon and used only when absolutely essential.

Working wasn’t just as easy as it is now, there were plenty of employment opportunities but you most likely had to work your way up to a better position and loyalty to a company was held in high regard. Too many jobs and it was reckoned something was wrong or you may be thought as unemployable. If you weren’t good at your job, you could be sacked. Now that everyone gets trained only for exactly what they need to do, there follows a disjointed management. In my day, managers knew the business inside out, now it’s all done by text book and at times, the left hand doesn’t know what the right hand is doing.

There always has been single parents although our parent’s generation would have done anything to avoid the shame it brought to the family. The couple were encouraged to accept their responsibility for their actions. There wasn’t the open promiscuity displayed by many young folks of today.

I had all the worries and cares of bringing up a family on a shoestring budget, I didn’t buy convenience foods or take-aways, I cooked. I worked and saved and have a modest, but paid for, home. I’ve looked death in the face with the loss of a sister, daughter and parents amongst many close friends and family’.

From the eyes of the older generation, I see women going out to work leaving their children in someone else’s care and could be missing out the best years of their family’s life. My daughter was more important to me than money! I see houses which look more like pages out a house magazine and less like a home. Too much money getting spent, usually on frivolous things, and debts mounting. Children getting everything they want and seeing it as the parents duty to give them it, instead of earning it. I gave my daughter the most precious thing I could – my love and my time.

As one of the older generation, we have something, young people do not have and which they have to earn, and that is life experience. I don’t want to live in the past but I appreciate the values and the lessons I’ve learned though it, that’s why, whatever our opinions, we are still entitled to a democratic vote, we at least have earned it, and we don’t take it for granted.

By Stealth And By Deception

“By Stealth and by Deception”. Those were the words spoken by Nigel Farage in the EU Parliament and I am now realising what was meant.

I am not an academic, I am not even interested in politics so why did the EU referendum spur me into thinking about it. Initially not really knowing whether we were better in or out, but listening to the campaigners statements, I realised something was wrong.
Unable to trade abroad was one statement, however I did at one time work in imports with a busy freight agent so I know we always did trade overseas and coped with the tariffs then. Since remaining in the EU, the company I worked for is gone, was membership of the EU the reason there was little need for the import/export agency, I wondered.
No free movement, no work etc yet as far as I could remember, people did leave the UK for a better life and settled elsewhere. I had friends who left here to work abroad then, so why couldn’t it be the same outside the EU again.
WW3 -Then the threat that it would trigger WW3, why should it, we only wanted to leave the EU and we and most of the member states are members of NATO, a peace keeping organisation. It had all the appearance of making us look like fools.

I don’t believe advertising, it’s only used to get attention to a product so I didn’t pay attention to the Leave campaign’s red bus and it’s slogan, we were told often enough what the figure was and it would be unlikely to go, as the impression of the writing on the bus said, to the NHS.

I started looking into a bit more about EU and although I came to the conclusion it really was a waste of tax payers money, I still wasn’t happy with what I didn’t know. Films of inside the EU parliament left me with more questions than answers but how to find out from an unbiased source how the parliament could possibly work efficiently considering some of the commisioners had had brushes with the law, usually involving fraud, yet here they were helping run the EU parliament.

I eventually found a book, fully referenced with sources, written by a journalist who had spent time in Brussels, so had the know-how to access documents, people etc so I started reading it. I was quite shocked to read that the EU had actually been the dream child of a British Civil Servant, Arthur Salter and his friend Jean Monnet as far back as 1920s. It took years to plan of course but the original idea was to have a United States of Europe, one government, one set of laws, rules etc and that the ultimate aim was to absorb the member countries who would relinquish their nationalities, constitutions, sovereignties etc – this was years before it started. The one thing that was agreed was it would need to be done without the people knowing what the plans were, so over the years this plan has been adopted, first of all we were told it was a common market – which the majority of people wholeheartedly approved, but that was to soft soap the people, it had never intended stopping there, it was the first step of people’s approval on the road to a United States of Europe. That has been followed up by treaties which we were not often aware of until it was too late, they were signed on our behalf.

Out of all the people who knew what was going on, Margaret Thatcher was the one to disapprove and she did more for keeping us from being swallowed up by Brussels than anyone else, who would have believed that. Other countries were showing signs of being suspicious, France, Holland and others etc voted not to sign the Lisbon treaty but it went ahead anyway, so now we see the dictatorship arising and the general public oblivious to it all.

We now know that MEPs do very little work, they are only required to sign in to get their daily allowance. They don’t have a say, they are there to rubber stamp decisions already made. The real work is done by financiers, industrialists and the lobbyists and the commission – once they decide what they want, it goes to the vote and the MEPs are given a card with yes/no on it and they are told which way to vote. It has been said that there can be as many as 450 votes in as little as 80 minutes, so no MEP would have a hope in knowing what they were voting for. A nice little earner for MPs who failed to get elected in the real world.

If you want to know more, you can read some of the pages of The Great Deception on Google

The Aftermath Of A Bombshell

A few days have passed since the referendum to decide whether to stay or leave the European Union and with results which surprised everyone, including some of those who voted to leave. So whether it was tears or elation we now have to get on with our lives, probably with no significant changes in the meantime.

Everyone of course, became an ‘expert’, they were even being brought out the woodwork to support the sides but I doubt if that really worked after all, we would probably have more respect for David Beckham’s opinion on football than on the E.U. I doubt we could have been given the much needed facts of what would happen with either result, because nobody knew what the facts were, most of all the politicians. Even if we should remain, the promised reforms seem to fade into that vortex of Brussels. Also by now everyone is sick of hearing about the referendum, the whinging from parties not happy with the results. Luckily not everyone wants to sit back and lick their wounds, some who didn’t agree, have accepted the decision and will, no doubt, make every effort to make sure it does work.

Having been on, and taken part of discussions on forums, all very civilised strangely enough until the result, suddenly those who were happy with the friendly banter before the voting, appear to have become mortal enemies and the usual frustrated venom getting spouted. Regardless of how I voted, I have been interested to see the reaction of some of the voters which ranges from the partying animals to the woe, woe and thrice woe brigade. One person of the woe side, (so far I have yet to see a more woe begone dramatist) stated she is now going to put her house on the market, no idea what difference that will make at all. Perhaps just a dramatic statement.

I don’t think anyone expected everyone to take it all quietly, with such a tight voting results, about half the country wouldn’t have been happy anyway. The few areas in receipt of EU funding are worried in case that wee dripping roast dries up but I also think everyone expects the government to solve all the problems at the one time although I would hardly put their tasks on the same scale as organising a Boy Scout’s Jamboree, come to think of it, it might actually be easier than that if you have ever tried to organise one.

Thankfully there does appear to be some intellegent people in the EU (I did have my doubts) but once the dust settles and everyone has had their calming glasses of brandy, snaps, beer etc they might even be able to sit down and have a threat free, sensible discussion. It might even be that the EU realise what needs to change otherwise all they are going to be left with are the dependant member countries and no-one to support them.

Much has been made of the advertising tactics, is the leave bus with the £350m on it’s side any worse than the remain’s threat of WW3? £350m is the actual figures the contribution is based on so it is tentatively correct and is no better than any other advert to get your attention. Those new miracle face creams that says it can remove wrinkles in days yet show you a young 25 year old whom they say has been using it for years!! Can you believe a 25 year old has that many wrinkles or as a new product that she’s been using it for years. WW3 has also tentative possible but highly unlikely truths to it, not that we would be warring against our member countries but there are other more dangerous fractions which would it come to anything, then I would expect we would do what we would always do, and support the side of peace and work with the member states regardless of whether in or out of the EU.