In Darkest Brussels

Pausing briefly to lift my head from the pile of papers that represent my 'finding a job' quest, I was somewhat bemused by the latest EU games in darkest Brussels.
Signor Barroso, commission president, it seems is having trouble with his hearing.
I'm sure I heard the French snarl 'Non'.
I'm sure I heard the Dutch sniff 'Nei'.

But, swipe me, the cameras beam in on the EU Palace, out comes the great Broccoli leaf, beaming and nodding.
"Business as usual! " he utters, and all the lesser Brussels sprouts nod and beam in chorus.

No problem, you bunch of cabbage-heads, the totally unwanted European treaty is just as shiny as ever, and we will of course be expecting Britain to have a quickie referendum and ratify, by the weekend would be good.

Uncle Tone is great at skidding backwards. Within hours we were hearing that we wouldn't be 'proceeding' for the time being, nod, nod, and Jack Straw, managing not to look amused, announced a 'period of sober reflection'.

Simon Jenkins, always an astute commentator gets it right when he says in the Sunday Times, that only in Brussels is democracy synonymous with 'disease.' As he points out, these Harvard clones might as well have been on the moon.

What planet are these people on? A thunking great 'No', and we have Jean C Juncker weepily saying that the peasants should be made to vote until 'they got it right.'

Hey? Did he miss the shots of the Dutch jumping up and down in the streets, and screaming with delight as they threw his horrible business plan in the gutter?

Never seen the Dutch so animated in all my life.

Amazing. Gives new life to that saying about 'popping yer clogs'.
Yep.

Reference: Sunday Times News Review 4. The Peasant's Revolt, by Simon Jenkins. June 5, 2005.