Waiting for the End

Waiting for the end, boys, waiting for the end.

What is there to be or do?

What's to become of me or you?

Are we kind or are we true?

Sitting two by two, boys, waiting for the end.

Things get worse and worse. so I thought that Empson's take on Auden would be appropriate now that an eighteen year old boy has become the head of a hostile state with nuclear arms.  Luckily it is a long way away so we might be spared.

On top of this that clever clever Frenchwoman has been warning us of how badly off we would all be if we did not have the euro.  She must be wrong because a whole lot of top top businessmen have written to the Telegraph saying that we must save this wonderful currency because millions of jobs depend on it.

But this last is a ray of hope because collections of leading business people always turn out to be wrong. What did Dennis Healey call them?  "The Silly Billies of the CBI" ( a   socialist can occasionally be right) But do these signatories really think that they can only sell their products to the EU if all their customers are locked in to one big unhappy family?  What a sad confession.