I thought the wonderful, and cruel logic of this letter worthy of wider attention. It might provoke one or two wry smiles but it also demonstrates all too clearly the idiocy of Britain’s current position…
Sovereignty may be a zero sum game, but no man is an island.
Indeed all of John Donne’s poem speaks to us all the way from the sixteenth century with surprisingly up to date relevance:
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were:
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.