So, last few days, bit of family biz to take care of. In which I find out that my nephew in law now does pretty much the same job I used to do for Nigel. But for a rather different political party:
Volt aligns its political positions across Europe, presenting a common, pan-European manifesto. In the 2019 European Parliament elections, Volt ran in eight member states with a shared platform, emphasising solutions to supranational challenges, such as climate change, defense, energy policy, migration, economic inequality, terrorism, welfare, and the technological evolution of the labor market. The party advocates for a stronger, more integrated European Union, with the long-term goal of creating a federal Europe.[9] Additionally, Volt endorses the formation of a European army, joint European debt and taxes, nuclear energy including the construction of new nuclear power plants,[10][11] and stronger economic solidarity between the EU member states.
Given the difference in views between us – no, not discussed at a family gathering – it’s even possible that the clan as a whole is now neutral on this specific subject. Which, given how far out on one wing I am would be something of an achievement.
“Volt”, eh? I think I’ll launch ‘Amp’ a party dedicated to amplifying the wealth, security, comfort, and happiness of each of the European countries separately. A “there’s no place like Ohm” party. A “love thy neighbour party” rather than a “do as you’re fucking told” party.
No doubt Sir Keir Wanker would call it “Islamophobic”. He might even declare that it is simultaneously anti-semitic. Either of these responses would prove that I was on the right lines.
Watt do you think of that?
Well I think Tim should definitely steal the “There’s No Place Like Ohm party” should he end up discussing such current affairs at a happier family gathering.
Fucking voltists, lol.
By dedicating 2 hours daily to this online job, I brought in $16,453 last month. It’s incredibly simple to start and doesn’t require any specific skills, making it perfect for anyone. For a student like me, this has been the ultimate solution to balancing my studies and finances…
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For More… Rb.gy/axcdam
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Saying he’s a student round here ain’t going to win friends or influence people.
F.O.C!
Sorry Theo. I can’t vote in favour of your comment.
So I’ll just cheer here!!!
“Volt aligns its political positions across Europe, presenting a common, pan-European manifesto. In the 2019 European Parliament elections, Volt ran in eight member states with a shared platform, emphasising solutions to supranational challenges, such as climate change, defense, energy policy, migration, economic inequality, terrorism, welfare, and the technological evolution of the labor market.”
The problem is that you can’t do that at a European level. Europe has cold places, hot places, landlocked countries, countries with sea borders and that affects the perspective of a country (or even regions within a country).
Being unemployed in Provence is less grim than being unemployed in Odense. You can always sit in your garden, go out and play some boules. The French care less about flying, because they go on holiday to France, where the Danes go to the Med.
The Irish trade more with the rest of the world than most countries in Europe (they now trade more outside since the UK left). Sea borders have costs that land ones don’t. You change what you export, and you are more likely to globally trade.
Vast cultural differences, also, between (e.g.) a Spaniard and a Swede. As I often have to explain to people who claim to feel ‘European’, it’s a cultural term without a referent. There’s nothing a Greek and a Finn have in common, that wouldn’t be equally likely to be shared by an Argentinian.
Yes. Europe east to west is not that big. But Europe north to south is about 3,000 miles.
Europe east to west is not that big.
Ireland to Romania. Same thieving sods.
As Stephen Holmes wrote in “The Anatomy of Anti-liberalism”: “,,, Indeed, how could Le Maistre ever say he had seen a Frenchman, for was he not always faced with a Bordolais or a Breton?”.
Reminds me of the time I asked a guy in Munich if he spoke English. (I was trying to explain a fault with my car and my limited German wasn’t up to the task.) He replied “Nein, ich spreche Bayerisch!”.
I get warned every Christmas “don’t mention the war”. Not that I need telling. Joke between the missus and my father in law to not bring up anything controversial.
I hope everything is okay.
Some time ago I was chatting with my Japanese girlfriend’s family and got onto family stuff. “My grandmother secretly monitored communications in France…” ooo, interesting, what did your grandfather do? “err… he was in the RAF in the Far East fighting the Japanese….”
jgh, that must have been awkward. We use that expression as a steal from Fawlty Towers. Don’t bring up politics, etc.
Still, I reckon I’d get on better with talking about the little I know about my grandfather in WWII (North Africa, then Papua New Guinea, I think) than I would discussing Net Zero with my lefty family.