In the period of the Cold War things were perilous but so much simpler. The enemy was communism, be it in Russia or China and the ideological barriers were simplified. Now with the rise of globalism and the importance China plays in the functioning of the Global model of trade, we injure a relationship with an authoritarian power such as China at our peril. We blindside our distaste for the internal tyranny against the Uyghurs or the working conditions for millions of its own people, it's human rights violations, all for a piece of the China pie. Our moral compass is deflected by the lodestone, 'profit', it's the number one religion supplanting all previous considerations, including those amongst which an ethical component was high on the list. The impotence we feel in the throes of Trumps intolerance to any one who disagrees with him, matches our distaste for the monolith which is China. We have become the meat in the sandwich, the bit actor who stands in the wings off stage, watching the play unfurl, being a part of but reduced to a watching brief, insignificant but certainly effected.
Without the watching brief which America provided the playground is awash with unruly children scratching each other's eyes out. The Middle East, the Far East, the Indian Subcontinent have become hotspots of discontent each with an ability in settling old score to bring us all down eventually.
Macron wants to have closer links to Russia, we in the UK under our glorious leader Boris want to ditch Europe for America. China has bought up much of Africa, the Far East and now chunks of Europe, including, ominously ourselves. South America is collapsing under right and left wing dictatorships who posing as popular movements, bring the people out on the streets, tasting teargas and water-cannon for their troubles
It's like watching musical chairs but what happens when the music stops. What happens when debt moves from trillions to quadrillion's. What happens when climate change becomes a reality and not simply the impassioned cry of a teenager.
'Money talks' goes the song in 'Forever in blue jeans'. It's taken over all other methods of measuring success or failure, it's a discourse where nothing else matters other than, "how much is he worth" and of course we make the tragic mistake of mixing up worth with value.
Perhaps it's always been like this and only the magnifying influence of the Internet brings into focus the crass activities of our fellow citizens. The instinct to rush out in the playground and settle a squabble rather than letting old feuds be settled the traditional way with some blood letting. Another aspect of the nanny state of mind where it is thought that exposure to danger is bad and where we attempt to sanitise all human relations. Perhaps 80 years of protective custody has cast a spell over us and made us avoid the reality that divisions run deep and that whilst pockets of multiculturalism work in the hot house of politically correct pressure the instinct is to uphold ones own sense of unity be it culture, religion, class or tribal perspective. Fragmentation then becomes the norm not the exception.
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