For all those outside Europe who don’t know, the President of the European Union is “elected” by Members of European Parliament, using a ballot paper which contains ONE NAME.


The single candidate is chosen by unspecified groups, and MEPs can either vote for the “candidate” or not; though it won’t make any difference to the outcome. EU Parliament is just a futile talking shop; MEPs cannot propose, or amend, a single law – only rubber-stamp decisions debated and made behind closed doors by an entirely unelected group of Commissioners, also chosen by unspecified groups, and the Commissioners are headed by the President, who is empowered to overrule every Commissioner.

If EU Parliament do not support what the Commissioners want them to support, they are made to vote again…and again…and again… until they do.

The EU is a dictatorship in every sense of the word but one: usually, dictators have managed to seize power by guile, force, or some other show of superior power, no matter how heinous. The EU Commission, however, is a sanctuary for politicians who have been rejected by their domestic electorate. Every single one of them has a track record of failure or outright criminality, rendering them absolutely unelectable. (This is why the corrupt political elites thrashed like cornered rats at the prospect of Brexit. Every failed politician was dreaming of their snug rest-home in Brussels, where 10,000 of them would be paid more than the president of the USA.)

And it is these failures who are blustering and bullying around the world, laying down the laws which they have no legitimate right to control.

The EU have now messed up during the biggest world crisis since WW2. They failed to test vaccines, failed to authorise the use of vaccines, failed to order vaccines, failed to sign contracts for vaccines, failed to deliver vaccines, failed to organise vaccine roll-out, and the 27 member states are only 2% vaccinated in total, while the UK is vaccinating 1% of our population daily. Into the bargain, unlike the EU, we have produced our own vaccine, at Oxford, which is being sold NON-PROFIT by Anglo-Swedish AstraZeneca.

In response, the EU, which had been slandering our vaccine, suddenly decided it wanted it – all of it – to the extent of annexing Ireland. They dropped that idea and then tried to annexe British factories, in Britain, claiming that they had the right to act as if these factories were “in the EU.” Not only that, but – during a world-wide pandemic! – they made enemies of 100 nations who they decided, must not have vaccines delivered, which have already been paid for.

Having been forced to accept that contracts are contracts, and we got ours in first, the idiotic dictator, Ursula von der Leyen, is now trying to hide the incompetence of her nest of unelected failures, by claiming that the only reason Britain’s vaccination programme is so superb, is that we have cut corners and put our people at risk….by using a vaccine which the EU want to steal from us.

Has there ever – in the history of the world – been such a ridiculous organisation, a fictional structure built by BS and bullying alone, with no more substance than the heaps of paperwork it rests on? At this critical point in world history, Brexiteers should all be proud that we voted to Leave – and Remainers are now grateful we did so. The EU – which pretended to be a peace-project – can finally claim to have united the world: in condemnation of the EU.

As for Ursula von der Leyen and her tantrums, long ago, in a country which the EU has systematically destroyed, a man called Aesop wrote a fable about that:

The Fable Of The Fox And The Grapes

A Fox one day spied a beautiful bunch of ripe grapes hanging from a vine trained along the branches of a tree. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the Fox’s mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them.

The bunch hung from a high branch, and the Fox had to jump for it. The first time he jumped he missed it by a long way. So he walked off a short distance and took a running leap at it, only to fall short once more. Again and again he tried, but in vain.

Now he sat down and looked at the grapes in disgust.

“What a fool I am,” he said. “Here I am wearing myself out to get a bunch of sour grapes that are not worth gaping for.”

And off he walked very, very scornfully.

There are many who pretend to despise and belittle that which is beyond their reach.

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