Bugger off Monsieur Frog

Subject: Bugger off Monsieur Frog.

Tariffs are a protectionist devise to insulate local inefficiency from completion. Or tariffs are a protective devise to ensure that goods made with cheap labour or short cuts in the protective safety of your local work force, in terms of the hours and conditions your workers are expected to work, are dealt with.

Tariffs are a political device as much as an economic one. Europe secured its market of relatively high wealth consuming people by erecting barriers to outside competition. It also protected its constituent population by insisting on high standards in food production, air and water quality, safety of electrical products, and so on and so forth.

Our planning of a no deal Brexit seems late on the drawing board. Typically we have been 'hoping' once again that things wouldn't turn out this way. Avoiding investment is our normal fall back position, doing things on the cheap, like engaging shipping companies with no ships because the price was right. A nation of institutional tight wallets we will do anything to avoid a wholesale revamping of our boarder procedures to cope with changing circumstances and would rather hold our proverbial noses and hope things will go away.

Why on the stroke of midnight do things have to change. Why can't there be a progressive adjustment, a sort of stock taking analysts, as events unfold and needs to firm up we adjusted as and when.

 Bloody Macron and his cronies in the Elyse are hell bent on bringing us down to consolidate their place as number 2 in Europe. The blood we spent on rescuing them from Nazi control !!! Their lazy description of us as perfidious Albion should be reversed as 'perfidious francophile'. As if he hasn't enough trouble on his own doorstep with rioting yellow vests, incensed with his neo liberalism destroying the French ideal of social rapprochement. 

As the mythical D day approaches and the boot now firmly on the other foot, no fear of what they might meet on the beaches under fire only a dismissive shake of his aquiline nose as he stares down its length to the supplicant Mrs May, prostrate and submissive. We need a Churchill to say "bugger off Monsieur Frog".