The Assisted Suicide of the Nation
The Assisted Suicide of the Nation Thoughts from the Shire Yes I know I am prone to exaggeration, that’s the fisherman in me. Yet the more I look around, not at one scandal, one policy, one migration wave, one economic betrayal, or one grotesque little episode of bureaucratic lunacy, but at the whole direction of travel that the UK/Ireland/Europe are on, the phrase begins to look less like exaggeration. The Assisted Suicide of the Nation Nations can die in many ways. They can be invaded, bankrupted, starved, conquered, corrupted, or simply exhausted by luxury, decadence and father time. But there is another kind of national death, stranger, and even more humiliating than all of the above: the death of a nation persuaded to cooperate in its own disappearance. Not beaten in a heroic last stand, not crushed beneath the boot of some foreign invader, but coaxed, shamed, bribed, distracted, indebted, censored, managed, and re-educated into believing that its own survival itself is vulg...