Rejoice

Though his life may, for the moment, be wall-to-wall rah-rah and tuck, Britain's Head Boy is undoubtedly aware that there are ructions ahead. The referendum on whether to let the Euro-wogs be our commercial rivals could well split the United Kingdom and, more importantly, the Conservative Party; and in the past quarter-century the Euro-wogs have caused the downfall of at least one Conservative leader and John Major. Accordingly, Daveybloke has toddled off to Brussels and, in the absence of any cripples to kick, has had a bit of a set-to with an Argie. The Falklands war thirty-odd years ago was a rather traumatic event for Argentina, as it turned their then-leader General Galtieri from a favoured British trading partner and chum into a fascist dictator almost overnight; and it seems they are slow to forgive. Britain's Head Boy apparently had words with the Argie foreign minister, who made comments which the liberator of Libya found "threatening". This is understandable, since Argentina is a colonised nation populated largely by immigrant families, quite unlike the stout little Falkland islanders or that fine old English clan of Cameron. There are oil deposits near the islands, it's true; but Britain's Head Boy is unlikely to care much about those, being resolved to power his neo-Victorian Britain through the twenty-first century on a nice, clean mix of workfare labour and native shale gas.