Did you hear it? That is the sound of globalist jenga blocks striking the deck. I am not one often susceptible to the siren of optimism, though the successful Brexit initiative is nearly enough to crack a grin. Because when a structure becomes unstable, the first block to fall is rarely the last.
Already sovereignty advocates in other European states are beginning to clamor for their own glimpse of sunlight. And the phenomenon is not limited to that continent. Fractious Texans are also chaffing under the bridle of distant lords. It may even be possible that the ambitions of petty Tyrants of the Bureau are equaled by the desire of common men to thwart them.
For European integration was only the Brexit vote’s exterior facade. The underlying structure was a referendum on the Liberal Order: mass immigration, demographic submersion, cultural petri-dishing, industrial offshoring, surveillance states, citizen disarming, and verbal duct-taping.
Of course turning an ancient organic nation into a multinational market segment has its own advocates. Businessmen and politicians find irresistible lucre in selling off their children’s inheritance. And I don’t use this formulation flippantly. For it is a precise description. Enormous human and cultural capital have accumulated in Europe over the centuries. It is analogous to the world’s most coveted and meticulously crafted family estate. One that has been the source of violent longing from outsiders since antiquity. That countless of our forefathers poured their blood into the soil defending it might even be considered reason enough to pause before giving it all away.
Because even the poorest man can take pride in passing his civilization from father to son. It’s value in social amenities alone being priceless. But that’s apparently too high a price to pass up. So the typical consortium has busied itself doing what no right was ever conferred to do: selling your stake for their enrichment. Whether there’s more than a handful of Brits who consciously understood the Brexit subtext, that was it.
And the problem brought to light in this vote may just be systemic. As it blights into global vastness, the progressive program has come into tension with certain elements of man’s nature–or at least that of Western man.
People fundamentally want to be governed by their own kind. By those who share a common history and aspirations for the future. They want leaders who will support and advance their way of life, not that of others. They want an advocate and a champion for their interests. No man hires an attorney who pledges to make the best possible case for his opposition.
Further, as the effects of scale grow untenable, citizens begin to yearn for leadership that is responsive to popular appeal, accountable for its failures, and thoroughly exposed to the fruits of its policies. None of which is remotely applicable to the star chamber of a super-state.
In simplest terms, every nation of people wants some ground specifically for themselves–and a government that isn’t trying to bury them in it. That’s why the first block fell last night. Did you hear it?