Our gubmint has a wee drop of a problem.

It’s almost fun watching them squirm like a worm on a hook.

Their problem is that the Sauerkraut and the Frog have decided that the only way for the Euro to survive is for us to hand over our chequebooks and credit card to Brussels, which in effect means we have to hand over our sovereignty.  Whoever holds the purse-strings calls the shots, as it were. 

The gubmint’s problem is that they want to do this but they have to do it in such a way as to avoid a referendum, because they know damn well that a referendum is more than likely to fail.  And if the referendum fails then that is pretty much the end of the Euro and the EU.

So I imagine that they are even now running around like blue arsed flies trying to work out the propaganda to get us to vote ‘yes’ –

Europe has been very good to us in the past.  [Hah!]

We will all be one big happy family.  [In my arse, we will]

If we vote ‘no’ then the entire population will be down on O’Connell Bridge with our polystyrene cups doing a spot of begging.

If we vote ‘no’ then all our children will be born with horns and cloven hooves.

If we vote ‘no’ then Europe will hate us for ever and ever and ever and ever.

We have to vote ‘yes’ because there is no alternative.  [Yes there is – it’s called voting ‘no’]

If we vote ‘no’ then it will cost us a fortune as we will have to run a whole series of referendums until we vote ‘yes’.

If we vote ‘no’ there will be no more ‘X-factor’ or ‘I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out Of Here’ on television. [Actually, that could be a winner?]

And so on…..

Isn’t it strange that in a so called ‘democratic society’ that the gubmint should be so scared of asking the peoples opinion?