Why doesn’t Britain make things any more?

In the past 30 years, the UK’s manufacturing sector has shrunk by two-thirds, the greatest de-industrialisation of any major nation. It was done in the name of economic modernisation – but what has replaced it?

HOWL

I am the wolf in the sky you’ll hear me when I howl at the moon, I am the supernatural a mother of the night, calling my clan over the mountain tops and echoing in the swoop of the valley below.  I’ll shiver your timbers in Turners Wood, I’ll smash your night with howls to remind you of my rule over you and the hidden kingdom of nature.

Royals

The king of life and the king of nothing, the king of death or the bringer of peace laid side by side with nothing to say, they are both dead but the royal one caused death in life in the name of god. The war was called we are right everyone else was wrong, that’s why so many died in foul ways but strangely enough the king and his dead pauper felt nothing. One assumes the grass sensed more, but did not see as only survivors told the history of that day, the day of equality in death, rich or poor.

Game In Heaven

The board game in heaven, planning of wars to come when words turned to weapons in one day, by the minds of  those insane, fought in a nightmare world,  will it be better to be remembered for notoriety than gone consigned to the general oblivion, meanwhile Mason Cult rests. That is all.

Britain Land Of Bullshit I Mean Brexit.

Let me make it simple for I am a humble soul but I have to say all these so-called Brexiters  are they mentally disturbed. We had safety not perfection within the European Union,  young people could move around freely, we had the working time directive protecting the vulnerable from being worked to oblivion and we still have a sense of being part of a cultural network that enriches minds and lives of the many and much more.

But now, in a no shit Sherlock moment, the right-wing Tories wish to save their lizard skins by dealing with communist China, a country with a terrible human rights record.
So I say who is principled enough to rise to the morals of this matter,  I doubt that anyone will,  as this government is essentially running to the tune of the property rich baby boomer and what’s left of wartime Britain. We really do need  a portion of media that isn’t controlled by politicians and vested interest dodgy business people,  from Mason’s friend Baron Conde and The Equine Police.

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