One-worlders are successful in their efforts because of incrementalism. They work toward their ultimate goal of a global government by very slowly piecing together the parts of that evil puzzle — the regional collectives of countries. When the building of socioeconomic partnerships (and, ultimately, political integration) is spread out over years, if not decades, the majority of the citizens of the affected nations remain oblivious to the destruction of their sovereignty.
The King’s Speech, a period piece set in the 1930s, portrays the story of Prince Albert (Bertie), the man who would never be King, and his relationship with Lionel Logue, a speech therapist, which would later become a lifelong friendship. Bertie’s older brother, David, is first in line for the British throne, and thank goodness, because Bertie suffers from a terrible stammer unsuitable for a public life that now involves not just looking good, but also sounding good. The latter thanks to the new-fangled invention called the “wireless.”
The problem with the Egyptian Revolution, which is being acted out in the streets of Cairo and Alexandria with huge demonstrations, is that no one knows what the revolutionaries want. Yes, they all want to get rid of Hosni Mubarak, the dictator who has ruled over them for 30 years. But when he goes, then what?
If you want to know what lies just a little ways further down the rabbit hole of political correctness, go north, Western man. If you do, you’ll wind up in Canada, where the Ontario Human Rights Tribunal (OHRT) has given us what columnist Margaret Wente calls “The case of the smelly lunch.” But it smells more like tyranny.