Britain leaves the EU

In Declining to Fall, Donna Rachel Edmunds writes,

At 11pm GMT Britain will be leaving the European Union, and the globalists over at the BBC can hardly contain their fury.

So angry are they that they’ve taken it upon themselves to tell British children that there are no “British things,” and that tea, sugar and cotton were all stolen or produced on the back of slavery.

Here’s a non-exhaustive list of things they’ll have to do without in their post-post Brexit woke-topia:

Telescopes, submarines, logarithms, desalination, steam power, seed drills, steam engines, the plough, winnowing machines, electrostatic motors, baseball, drainage, sociology, economics, cast iron, and later, steel, leading to high rise buildings, the adjustable spanner, threshing machines, selective breeding, vaccines, incandescent lightbulbs, railways, haymaking machines, bone china, macadam, Babbage’s difference engine (ie, computers), cement, whisky, reaping machines, electromagnets, spinning jennies, sewing machines, electric generators, bikes, stamps, fertiliser, turbines, passenger liners, fax machines, Boolian algebra, hypodermic syringes, photoelectric cells (ie solar panels), the light switch, universal standard time, modern rock climbing, hydraulic crane, tractors, the internal combustion engine, Christmas cards, anaesthesia, pencils, rubber bands, electroluminescence (LEDs), the fundamentals of aircraft design, blood transfusions, toasters, shorthand, flushing toilets, typewriters, televisions, aspirin, wellies, jet engines, the anglepoise lamp, Keynesian economics, computer programming, DNA, calculators, epilepsy treatments, insulin, collapsible baby buggies, dishwashers, vacuum cleaners, ibuprofen, fire extinguishers, carbon fibre, modern dairy farming, IVF babies, MP3 players, tree shelters, to protect tree seedlings, the internet, graphine, the raspberry pi – ok, I think you get the picture.

In short, over four centuries, give or take, Britain almost single-handedly invented the modern world. If the BBC and its cheerleaders really thinks that’s nothing they are welcome to return to an agrarian society free from the oppressive colonial patriarchal encumbernces of civilisation; although with no tools and no fertiliser at their disposal, they ought to be mindful that the life expectancy is likely to be somewhere around 35, and God help them if the harvest fails.

But if that’s what they really want, they’re welcome to it. As long as they leave the rest of us – and our children – out of it.

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