Extremists…

Reading blogs, mostly French, about the victory yesterday over that gawdforshaken Treaty, one thing that keeps coming is The extremists won. Frig that. 55% extremists in the ole country? Sure. That people could oppose so massively the Treaty, even with last-minute tricks like allowing people in cities in favour of Yes (Paris, Lyon) to vote until 10pm, while closing early in cities in favour of No (Bordeaux, Marseille, Toulouse), shouldn’t it tell doomsday prophets that maybe, just maybe, that farking project was a bit too rich? That maybe people, especially in over-taxed France, don’t want Polish plumbers to get their jobs, while the EU pumps our tax money into Slovenia or Lithuania? That we *really* believe Turkey belongs to the Middle-East and should be kept there? Bringing a semblance of economic prosperity to Spain and Portugal, and then Greece, was a very painful process. And it was gradual. What good can happen with so many paupers unleashed onto us? And with more to come? No, sorry, life’s hard enough for people here, we don’t need to shoulder other countries burden, and we sure don’t need to expand the membership, especially towards the Middle-East.

And meanwhile the yes-voters celebrated Mother’s day, an invention by the Pétain government from the good old days of WWII. Sigh…