And so the saga of the boats crossing the Channel continues unabated. It is rather interesting to read and hear about the government squirming. The Home Secretary (one of the better ones we’ve had) continually offering to solve the crisis but it is just words by a politician without real power. She is quite capable but thwarted by the ineffectual British Civil Service and the French inability to police their borders. Even worse, the French intransigence by accepting millions of pounds of our money and promising this and that but quite clearly having no intention to do anything bar a few token pick-ups and a slap on the wrist. It has been reported that the French absolutely prohibit British warships or even normal ships to pick up migrants and return them to France. The word is a firm ‘NON’. As a result the criminals who organise the migration business are just happily increasing their take, even promising different grades of pricing. Apparently one can now go ‘Business class’ or ‘Economy class’ or for that matter you may also swim with a vest supplied. Very soon I suppose they will begin to charter flights to various countryside airfields that have no official status. Watch out, you flying clubs!
It must be said I cannot blame the migrants themselves, who would not want a better life? If you are born in the desert with not a bit of green in sight, have to walk for half a day to obtain some brackish water, or even water p*ssed in by camels and then see the village TV with pictures of what must seem absolute heaven, what would you do? I know what I would do. I would be on those dinghies before you could sneeze and get a hankie. Well, there you are Mrs Patel, that’s your problem. But if I were you start bullying again because the halfwits you have to work with need a stick laid across their lily-white botties! Or whip them into shape with the cat-o-nine-tails. Yeah, why not otherwise they just wouldn’t move! But give them a warning first. By the way, we have a navy, use it!
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