Paxos, Greece

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If I hear one more warning against the impending takeover by Golden Dawn I will go up to the Acropolis and do a Morosini in honor of the Venetian general who shot a cannon against the Turkish ammunition dump and blew up the world’s greatest temple. (Leave it to the Turks to turn the Parthenon into an ammo dump.) Golden Dawn came into being because of PC. Poor Greeks at times were getting fewer benefits than African illegal immigrants. Then GD became very popular with certain poor Greeks while it defended them from being mugged by Albanian criminals and drug dealers. They safeguarded older folk after bank withdrawals. No, Golden Dawn is not house-trained, and many of its members tend to use rough language and get physical. None of them went to Eton, and none of their parents were my playmates when I was a child. But if they were lefties and railed against capitalism they would be treated like heroes, the way phonies such as Bono, Bianca Jagger, and other such untalented rappers and junkies are. Golden Dawn members might need some lessons in social etiquette, but what the bien-pensant need much more is to get off the pot and their double standards. Golden Dawn members are mostly laborers, martial artists, cops, security personnel, and good old-fashioned patriotic Greeks.

About four or five years ago I was cheered at a meeting when I walked in accompanied by two young women, and I thought it was because of something I had written. But they cheered because I’m old and the two companions were young. It was very politically incorrect, I’m afraid, but very Greek. Polly Toynbee, Maureen Dowd, and other old hags would have been appalled. Too bad; young women enjoy older men with boats, especially during the hot summer months. And I managed to see some of my old karate students at the convention. They are all still in security but very, very poor. So the next time you read some lefty old hag banging on about the fascist evils ready to take over in Greece, use their newspaper writings in the smallest room in your house. You know what I mean. If only my buddy Jeremy Clarke had some of those columns with him while suffering from dysentery in the Serengeti, they would have finally been of some use.

But onto more serious matters. Until the shutdown of state broadcaster ERT, the present government had not fired a single employee. A hundred and twenty-eight thousand had been retired with their benefits intact, which is not the same thing. The government lies, the austerity terms get harsher, and the loans have failed to turn the economy around. See you in Paxos.