Narrow-Minded Natives

Among the more depressing perils of Manifest Destiny has always been the persistent ingratitude of the beneficiaries towards the master race. Ireland has spent a millennium refusing to deserve us, and even today there are still a few recalcitrant holdouts in Iraq who wilfully resist their natural urge to erect statues in honour of Saint Tony the Liberator, let alone cast flowers at the original. A similar affliction besets Libya, which Britain's Head Boy and his little orange fags helped wog-bomb into collapse a decade ago. Rather than take to heart the National Haystack's statesmanlike aphorism about getting Sirte shipshape, a presidential candidate has been giving forth some sour grapes about the lack of handouts since Lord Puce of Greensill concluded his famous victory. The effects of such irresponsible nationalistic populism upon a population of immature voters might well call down further party management stunts, especially once Britain's nuclear arsenal has been expanded to its destined proportions.