The weekends are always hard. The mainstream media sticks to gossipy inflated nothing much, unless there is a really big one-off event going on somewhere. Weekends in August, in Europe, are doubly hard. Even the media is on holiday. And now we see Trump is taking 17 days off, an entire average American’s holiday allowance in one bite. So that’s 17 days when we won’t have to listen to him call everyone fake who doesn’t agree with him. It can’t have escaped special counsel Mueller’s attention either that he now has 17 days to question anyone he wants to in Washington.
As Trump staggers to his doom, a doom very obvious to everyone outside of the continental United States, most mainstream minds have started to look forwards to a world without Trump. He won’t be president, and he could conceivably be in prison too. Along with his extended family. How low America has fallen! It’s normally dictators who go to prison with their entire families. Or the Bernie Madoffs of the world. Even Nixon was spared that sticky end.
So as Britain looks forward to life outside the EU, and America looks forward to a world without Trump emblazoned across every casino and hotel in the land, we decide to look up. Chin high, we choose life. We choose positivity. We choose the future instead of the past.
Unless you’re reading this from the Mediterranean, where it is so hot you are probably on a drip in hospital, you are most likely shivering cold. Not because of a super virus, but because the weather is atrocious. We love atrocious weather. If it’s wet and windy on the mainland, why not stay in Britain? You won’t get treated like prisoners at immigration. Hell, there won’t be a need to remember your passport. Just drive, man. Just drive.
Perhaps you are someone who loathes uncertainty and chaos. I’m not. From chaos and uncertainty, the nimble can create opportunities. If the pound tanks, buy another currency. Buy gold. If the stock market crashes – and by the way it is not crashing, it is skyrocketing here and in the US – if the markets crash, buy more. Yes, buy more. If your favourite breakfast cereal crashed in price, what do you do? Buy more. So with the markets. Only a fool sells out of a crashing market.
For those in the media, ashamed to admit it, chaos brings gold. The more chaos there is in the world, the more news there is. More news sells more papers, more TV commercials and increases web traffic. Bring it on.
We stop short of encouraging anarchy. Chaos can only take you so far before it turns on you. Like a Dodge Viper on a wet track, chaos is fantastic. Up to a point. Are we at that point? Nowhere close. The mainstream will try to tell you that war with North Korea is imminent. It is not. And even if it were, we would win it. Even China couldn’t stand back and watch North Korea start shooting out the lights. Relax. And China and Russia aren’t that big of a problem either. Russia, almost within living memory, were our allies in major global wars. They can be again. With or without Putin, they’re not half as bad as you read. They’re not half as bad as some of those buggers in the middle east we call friend.
The world is a complex place, and we hope to clarify some of that complexity. But we do it from a position of strength and optimism. I’m reading a book about life in the Salford slums in the first quarter of the twentieth century. Sheila Hancock recommended it to me. That woman is an example of where optimism and hope can take you. Let me tell you, if you didn’t see the Salford slums in 1914, you’ve got absolutely nothing to worry about.
Happy weekend! Happy August! Happy life!
Recommended Reading The book mentioned above is called The Classic Slum by Robert Roberts, written in 1971 and published by Penguin. It is available from all the usuals.
P. C. Dettmann is the London bureau chief and contributing editor at The Z Review. Born in Hull, living in London, he is the author of Locksley: A New Spy, Ernest Zevon, and as Paul Charles, From Beyond Belief and Kicking Tin. He indulges his love of espionage by running spy tours for Airbnb.