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          The Brits Leave the EU

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Thankfully, the UK voted to leave the European Union. I’m surprised that average voters managed to beat the fat cats. And, in the case of the EU, these cats were very, very fat.

This isn’t just big government of the typical kind. It is massive, bureaucratic government with leviathan-like tentacles into every aspect of British life. Taxes and regulations are the lifeblood of such a beast, empowering non-elected officials to have authority over the lives of people, even though no one elected them, certainly not the average Brit. That way the EU could grow exponentially like a fungus hidden under a rock, out of sight but never very far out of mind. How could they be, as EU officials wrote new laws, with new costs, and no one, not the people or even high level elected politicians could do much about it? Make no mistake, this is nothing more than the wealthy and the powerful divvying up the spoils stolen from the people and living like kings and queens in the process.

No wonder Obama likes the EU. He’s never earned an honest dollar in his life. He’s never created a real job, doesn’t know how an economy works, and worse still, he doesn’t care. His attempt to appoint czars when first elected was precisely an extension of this kind of thinking. The czars would’ve had power over whole sectors of the economy, without having to worry about being elected, thereby taking away the votes of average Americans. Local and state government would’ve been powerless pipsqueaks in the face of such authority. Even the federal government would have been at their mercy. And, the people, as a whole would’ve been reduced to ants milling in the dust. Thankfully, Obama was stopped.

All of this is a variation of Mussolini and Hitler-like fascism. Both leaders hated free markets but believed in their own ability to lead not only the nation and the military but direct the economy, including the millions of cogs in the economic wheel. This was true in spite of having zero actual experience in doing any of the above. 

​That is Obama. That is the EU. One may be on his way out, and the other quieted for the moment, but the fat cats never sleep. Like rust, they subtly weaken the substructure, until it collapses. 
They will be back, armed with bullshit and pleasing sounding rhetoric, tickling the ear, while offering candy and bright shiny objects. So, alert your children to be on the lookout for fat cats bearing gifts, and steel yourself for their inevitable return.

Mark Magula