FROM UKIP’S DEPUTY LEADER Cam off it, Dave – you can’t call the EU shots!
Abby Clancy ON a summer’s day in 1966, hardened criminal Harry Roberts and his associates opened fire on three unarmed police officers.
The policemen died, but thankfully Roberts was caught and was sentenced to life imprisonment.
Following the trial, Mr Justice Hildreth Glyn-Jones said he believed that no Home Secretary “will ever think it fit to show you mercy by releasing you on licence”.
In other words, life should mean life.
Fast forward to 2014 and Roberts is being released after 48 years in prison – meaning that life has not meant life, after all.
The right-on metropolitan bed-wetters are rejoicing at Roberts’ release because according to them he is no longer a threat to society.
But we abolished the death penalty on the proviso that people like Roberts would never see the light of day again.
The final word goes to the daughter of Justice Hildreth Glyn-Jones’s, who admitted that her dad wanted to send Roberts to the gallows.
In my personal opinion, that would have been the best place for him. LAST week the European Parliament “voted” in the new European Commission.
These 28 bureaucrats are the most powerful people in Europe – not that anyone would know.
The parliament “votes” for them in practice, but really they’re just anointed.
They are headed by a bloke called Jean-Claude Junker who is the former Prime Minister of Luxembourg – you know, the country that is smaller than Liverpool.
Being the grovelling EU lickspittles that they are, the Labour party MEPs all voted for this new commission, as did the only remaining Lib Dem MEP.
The Conservative MEPs resembled a disunited rabble with some voting in favour of the new commission, some brave ones voting against, but most of them cowardly sat on the fence and simply abstained.
Of course I voted against the new commission, as did all the UKIP MEPs, because we believe that the people who make the laws in our country should be the people we elect in London, not unelected, unknown, faceless bureaucrats in Brussels.
At the same time in London, the Chancellor of the Exchequer George Osborne was being told by his Treasury officials that the EU had asked Britain for an extra £1.7 billion of taxpayers’ money for its ever expanding budget.
What was worse for the chancellor was that the EU had given us a deadline of December 1 to hand over the cash.
Moreover, we were being hit with this demand for cash as a punishment for having a “successful” economy.
Yet the French, whose economy has tanked under the weight of socialism, are actually going to get a refund of £600 million!
The following day, the Prime Minister visited Brussels and was also informed of the EU’s scandalous “surcharge”.
It seemed as if David Cameron was taken by surprise, suggesting that he had not been told by his own chancellor about the EU ambush that was on the cards.
Cameron was rightly furious and told a packed press conference that we would not being paying up by December 1 – although he said nothing about December 2 or any other date for that matter.
Indeed, rather than coming across as statesman-like, Cam looked and sounded more like Hugh Grant’s portrayal of an angry British Prime Minister in the film Love Actually. So what will happen? It’s pretty simple, really – we will have to pay up and everyone from the Prime Minister down knows this.
You will hear Tories and the odd Labour politician say that this is a disgrace and that we shouldn’t pay up – but this is total crap and they know it.
We HAVE to pay because these are the rules that we signed up to and if we don’t we will be fined and then taken to court by the European Commission – and we will lose every time.
What this whole sorry saga simply proves is that the Prime Minister’s statements about any future successful EU renegotiations are about as realistic as Burnley winning the Premier League this season. It isn’t going to happen.
Cameron should drop the pretence now and give us a referendum so that we can leave this undemocratic money-grabbing leech of an organisation.