A Problem For Every Solution

In the wake of the beastly Strasbrussels dictatorship's petty, pedantic intransigence over keeping to the letter of mere international law, it seems Northern Ireland isn't the only British colony to bring trouble to the mainland this month. Doubtless owing to the ideological rigidity of its left-wing extremism, the present government of the United States is having some difficulty coping with all the sane and sensible reasons why the National Johnson's former triumphal treaty is now a disastrous diktat, and how the thingy which was inserted to protect the Good Friday Agreements has placed the Good Friday Agreements in imminent existential peril. If only the White House were still occupied by the National Johnson's bright orange manly-me and his visionary head-tribble, the matter might easily be resolved; but the administration of the Communist usurper Biden has dispatched a concerned delegation, and has hinted that Global Britain's supplies of chlorinated hormonal chicken may be at stake should anything go wrong. The Americans may be all very jolly as partners in a wog-bombing, provided you stand quietly by at the waterboardings and don't toddle under any drones; but their grasp of diplomacy has never been terribly subtle.