I was reminded today of a lovely conversation between Tommy Tiernan agus Uachtarán na hÉireann Michael D Higgins.
In it, the head of state referred to “the neighbours”.
For the avoidance of doubt, we all knew that he meant the Brits.
“They’re still talking to us even if they have, in fact, discovered greatness again.”
For many of us here in Ireland, it was the cue to enjoy a quiet chuckle.
Although the prospect of the Brits re-imposing a hard border across this island was not funny, looking at their Brexit mania has been rather amusing.
Today this dropped into my inbox.
Of course, not all of the British people who must now leave Spain will be an Ibrox racist from central casting.
However, many of them will be.
Therefore, a hat tip to the layout person for selecting THAT photo!
If you wanted to capture the ugly gammon exceptionalism of the “ex-pats”, then it would be incomplete without the word “Rangers”.
It is worth noting that the Ibrox klanbase have as their signature song a ditty that venerates the memory of a street gang founded and led by a self-identifying fascist and member of the Ku Klux Klan.
When UEFA banned the Billy Boys in 2006, the Ibrox klanbase had to find a musical replacement to express the xenophobia and racism that they aim at Scotland’s multi-generational Irish community.
So, they came up with the Famine Song in 2008.
Of course, that disgusting ditty was also ruled to be racist in 2009 at the highest court in Scotland.
Before that legal ruling, the intrepid chaps on the sports desks had done their best to write permission slips for the genocide choir at Ibrox.
As a writer, I cannot avoid the role of irony in the human condition.
Therefore, the fact that a police force with a fascist canteen culture (ask any Catalan) will be deporting folk who sing lovingly about a British fascist is too delicious to ignore.
“Spain’s police force and authorities are expecting to deport 500 UK citizens within the first week, with targets already earmarked to be picked up and deported home, knowingly to the authorities not having the correct paperwork to remain.”
My Tweet was a nod to European Commissioner Mairead McGuinness.
I wrote in 2016 after the Brexit vote that this would prove to be a “slow-moving Suez Crisis”.
In “discovering greatness again”, our neighbours will find out that they no longer rule the waves, and we Europeans will not allow them to waive the rules.
So dry your eyes, Billy, you’re going home!
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These repatriated loyal subjects should look on the bright side, now they can have all the union jacks they want, pay taxes to their venerated mother country, and can smother themselves in pie and mash every day, they won’t have to put up with bloody foreigners anymore and that pesky requirement of occasionally having to learn the lingo to communicate is well and truly over..
You have to wonder if the conversation about Britain winning the war and saving the world single-handedly ever came up when faced with their expulsion.
Ah the irony of a brit being deported, still, they can’t take away their right to deny their indignity, so it looks like rule Britannia or will it be ten German bombers getting belted out as their last act of defiance on their coach trips back to blighty?
Love this bit:
“Yes I voted out, but I didn’t realise it would come to this, my application has been rejected and we are on our way home – the wife is in tears, she’s distraught if I’m honest and I’m not too happy at the prospect of returning back to the UK.”
Oh, The Empire’s Over,
Why Don’t You Go Home,
The brits leaving now are (in the main) people who have been living here for years without registering as residents and paying tax. They’re now struggling to get residency without their years of tax free living coming to light and getting a hefty bill.
For the avoidance of doubt, registering as a legal resident is a simple (though frustrating) process which costs about 20 euros.
so only huns live illegally in spain, france, italy and the rest of Europe, we in Scotland still remember the highland clearances
beginning in the mid-to-late 18th century and continuing intermittently into the mid-19th century. so with writers like you with like minded people the world will never be a friendly place to live unless it’s by your type of rule.
You should re-read the piece.
He’s probably sat right now in a departure lounge Phil, it was just great timing on you part😉Bravo!!
Roy ur a clown cant u read