I watched a few of the first returns coming in last night. Donald Trump started out well, but Hillary Clinton soon overtook him. By the time I went to bed, it didn’t look like my predicted Trump landslide was going to happen. In fact, it looked like it might even be a Hillary Clinton landslide. So I sat in bed, with whisky and cigarette, wondering what that would mean. Because I’d never really thought about it. Because I’ve always thought, more or less from the moment he entered the race, that Donald Trump would win. It was unthinkable that he wouldn’t win. And now I started thinking what it would mean if he lost.
And it didn’t look good. It would mean that the globalists had won. And it would mean that US borders would be held wide open for millions and millions more people to keep pouring in. It would mean the end of America: the end of the America we used to know and love. Because under Hillary Clinton, America would be sold off county by county, state by state, to the highest bidder – which would be Saudi Arabia, China, and anyone with enough money to pay into the Clinton foundation.
And in Europe it would mean that the faltering globalist EU superstate would get stronger. Brexit would be annulled. Millions and millions of Muslims would pour into Europe, and also into Britain. It would be the end of Europe: the end of the Europe that we used to know and love, the Europe that was the cradle of Western civilisation, the vibrant Europe of distinct nations and cultures.
Somewhere in the middle of these dark ruminations, I fell asleep. And when I awoke, I continued with them. I didn’t want to turn on the computer and learn by what margin Hillary Clinton had won. I wanted to carry on thinking about just how terrible everything was going to be.
Because as the globalist yoke tightened, Britain (and all Europe) would start to endure ever-heavier top-down control, and ever-more-intense suppression of culture. The smoking ban was just the start of a process of erasing all culture, all identity. Smoking bans would be extended to the outdoors, and into people’s own homes. There’d be an alcohol ban. A meat ban. A sugar ban. A salt ban. Sharia law would be introduced in place of English common law. Christianity would be suppressed. Christian churches would be converted into mosques in which attendance would be compulsory. Women would be made to wear burqas, and become the chattels of men. Homosexuals would be thrown out of windows. It would be a world of unlimited violence. I would continue to resist, because it was the only thing I knew how to do. But my blog would be closed down, more or less at the same time that the internet was suppressed. I’d have to send Harley money to mail me a machine pistol and enough rounds to be able to hold out for a few days when they came for me.
Eventually, unwillingly, I turned on the computer in order to watch Hillary Clinton giving a victory speech wearing one of the dumpy pink Mao suits we were all going to get very used to seeing in the years to come.
So it was with complete disbelief that I read that… that… that… Trump had won.
I couldn’t believe it. I kept going from news site to news site to check it. I even did the unthinkable and checked the BBC. But there it was again:
And yet I’d myself predicted his victory just a day or two back. I’d even put £10 on Trump to win, in a highly uncharacteristic gamble. I had always thought he was going to win – until I climbed into bed last night. I’d even predicted that Hillary would quickly concede (which she did, as also did Obama).
So it must have been a nightmare.
Yes, it must have just been a nightmare. It was just a singularly vivid nightmare.
Because the globalists have been defeated. The warmongering Bush-Clinton-Obama political class have been ousted. And the US mainstream media have been discredited by the internet and social media.
What happens next is fairly clear. Or some of it is. The stupid and completely unnecessary new Cold War with Russia is going to come to an abrupt end. And ISIL is going to be annihilated, most likely with US and Russian forces acting in concert. And the disintegration of the tottering globalist EU superstate will accelerate, as one country after another secedes from it, and re-asserts independence. And Brexit really will mean Brexit. And globalist institutions like the UN and WHO will retreat and lose influence.
And because the Republicans also won both the House and the Senate, maybe that will mean that Trump will have a free hand in pushing through a major reform programme, and kickstart the US economy with a bonfire of restrictive environmental regulations.
In recent years I’ve come to see the smoking bans that have been reproducing all over the world as an integral part of a top-down-controlling globalist agenda, and as much part and parcel of it as open borders and mass migration. And that means that as globalism retreats, and countries regain their independence and autonomy, smoking bans are going to start being repealed. In Europe I would expect that it would be in eastern or southern Europe that this would commence, because the prevalence of smokers is highest there. First it will be one country, and then another, in a cascade. “Progressives” will weep, but “progressivism” is just another name for globalism. Unfortunately Britain will probably be among the last to revoke its “progressive” smoking bans.
But right now, after that nightmare last night, I’m still having difficulty believing that Donald Trump really has been elected President of the United States.