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A Warning

A warning National day, every country has one, when they are allowed to wave their flags, get drunk, and indulge in latent xenophobia When the people (otherwise kept in the dark) are allowed to think they are the free people, the most democratic the beautiful people in the whole world. These free people, full of propaganda, not seeing they are sold down the river to the encroaching fascism in Europe This country that wants to see a green and pleasant land wants to eradicate petrol-driven cars and replace them with electric-driven cars has, nevertheless, been induced to pump more oil from fields in the North Sea by Europe’s fascist regime to fight -and as always, the Russians, leaving the small country squeezed between great power politics. The flag wavers are not told of the betrayal, but a few are aware their demonstration is drowned by the day of jubilation. The mild spring weather continues, and the sun smiles from a blue sky for now, but if this fascism takes hold, the skies will be murky and the air will smell of death and cordite.

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