United States of Europe

Politics and stuff are deadly boring, but you may want to read this, as the banks are going to close, and there will be an armored tank parked outside the Dog and Duck pub quite shortly.

Hitler’s dream was to unite Europe under Germany, and run it via diktat with a small committee of his chosen elite. His dream has come true. The new European treaty unites 17 countries under the political fiscal control of Germany. Britain has opted out, and I suppose they will leave the EU sooner or later. So it’s the United States of a German-Europe minus Britain.

But Britain owes 3-4 trillion, and it runs a deficit of 1000% of GDP, if you add back the British banks’ liabilities/debts to the national debt. It’s the most broke of all the European countries, so its in no shape to resist.

But France has to come up with almost €200bn in debt service by April. Italy needs €170bn and Spain will have to ask for €68bn. Interest rates are skyrocketing as the markets fear a collapse. Once a country has to pay over 7% interest to borrow money, they’re “Over Rover—fee-knee-toe”.

Ego trips, self-importance, endless vote buying welfare, corruption, bloated bureaucracy and silly wars, sunk the boat.

The heroin of cheap money is to be replaced by enforced fiscal propriety, and expensive money (high interest rates). Collapse is inevitable, and once the glucose drip of welfare fiddles falls to the floor empty, the army will be out in the streets, attempting to maintain order.

The banks are held up by billions in cheap loans and fiddled accountancy, but the truth is, they are all insolvent. Which is why, I advise readers to get money out in cash (see Cash in Hand & a Rubber Band in …. ). Now back to politics for a sec’.

Germany is run by a chubby lady that looks like someone’s mum—Merkel she’s called.

But she’ll fall, and the fascists will take control of Germany and other European countries like France, and we’ll see the United States of Fascist Europe.

“Smiling Adolph, smiling bra—happy now?”

My ol’ teacher said in 1975, Hitler is coming back. My teacher was eons ahead of his time. I count my lucky stars that I met him, and that he eventually accepted me as a student. It took me over a year to prove myself before he’d let me in. He taught privately to a small group of people, then after a few years, he suddenly ended his teaching and disappeared, and I never saw him again. That was thirty years ago.

He said Hitler didn’t die in the war, and I’ve seen that in visions, and there is a body of evidence to support that theory; my teacher went on to say that the occult legacy of Hitler is all there in the inner worlds waiting for its resurgence. The dead Nazis aren’t dead. They live.

Ding! Ding! See what’s happening? Okay, next time we’ll talk about what to do—Oi vey enough already. (www.stuartwilde.com)